Peachy Keen Films – Nice Guy Killer – Alana
Categories: Strangle, Death Fetish, Snuff Play, Shooting, Abuse, Rape, Bagging
Description: I had met Alana only a few months before. She was at a place with another friend and we hit it off. Not sexually mind you. She was just a friend. And like a friend, she was in my life–asking for things–telling me things. Enough was enough.
I had her come over when she called in a panic about something boyfriend related, I don’t know really, I was not actually listening to her. But, she she arrived, she was non-stop talking talking talking. I watched her lips moving, I nodded—but I was not really thinking about how to respond to her.
I got up and punched her hard. She seemed surprised–or at least she would have been had she known I was going to punch her. She was out. I dragged her to the bed to get her prepared.
She was surprised, however, as I raped her. Very surprised. I guess she always figured me for a nice guy. I was. But, niceness needs payment and I was cashing in.
She did not like getting raped. Then never seem to. She was saying no no no, don’t don’t don’t, and other odd sounds and phrases as I plowed her tight young body.
When I was don’t, I set her up against the couch–her hands we bound behind her. I talked to her a bit. Gave her my advise about her and told her what she was to me. Worthless, really. So, I wrapped a thin garrote around her neck.
Not surprisingly, she was not fond of that either. And the struggle ensued. I was impresses with her muscular tone, the way her neck seemed to stretch out like she was hanging. Veins popped out—man, she was really straining. I think that made it worse for her. I didn’t have the heart to tell her. But then, I was busy doing the killing. A lot of work–killing.
Her toes spread in strange angles then closed. I liked toes. The legs spasmed, her body heaved and her face was red and contorted. She lasted a while. I got a work out. In the end, it was always the same. They stopped moving. I threw her lifeless piece of shit corpse to the floor, shoved her on her back and went out for a breather.
When I returned, she was still there. No surprise. I wrapped her tightly in cling wrap, having used the last of my painters plastic. I dragged her out.
Fetish Elements: Violence, Nudity, Sexual Content, Sexual Assault, Garrote Strangling, Bound, Body Views, Foot Views.
