Peachy Keen Films – Poetry Club
Categories: Death Fetish, Necro, Brutal Amazons, Fantasy Snuff, Petra
Description: Lexxi’s punishment for mouthing off to the teacher in 3rd period English, was attend Poetry Club. The prospect of having to hang out for an hour with the nerds had her thanking the god of text messaging.
Upon arriving, she was welcomed gleefully into the group. Katie, the nerd leader, promptly started reading her poem. Lexxi rolled her eyes during all of this pathetically cutsie crap and when they asked her to stop texting on her cell phone, she promptly blew off the group and went to find a quiet place.
Unknown to the 4 girls, there was a killer lurking in the house, watching them. A product of a poetry club long ago, his poems so bad that he endured psychological ridicule from the others, he now quests to murder these poor, innocent girls. This will avenge his past, and perhaps be a little fun.
Lexxi, alone in an upstairs room does not notice the brightly colored killer approaching. Wrapping the cord around her, he brings her down to the floor. She vigorously struggles, kicking and twisting, contorted face, wide eyes. The killer doe not relent, carrying his plan through until she is motionless. He throws her body off of him like a sack of potatoes and quickly begins to strip her. Whitney called for Lexxi, and he stops, ready to kill again. But Whitney heads in a different direction. So, he leaves Lexxi for later and head down to murder the next nerd bitch.
Whitney walks into a room and the door closes behind her, locking. She looks to the only way out and stares the killer in his insane eyes. He is on her, wrapping a cord around her neck, pulling her to the floor. There is no hope for her as the cheerleader slash poetry nerd tries to buck her way out with her powerful hips.
When she is finally dead, he spends a moment to check her out, stripping her clothes off, feeling her perky tits. These poetry nerd aren’t half bad, he thought, now developing a new lust…one that is slightly more sexually driven.
But, he has to go, he has to finish things so that there will be time to enjoy his kills.
He hides upstairs as the next girl approaches. Playing with his prey, he makes a sound, signaling where he is hiding. Felicia, sees a pair of feet hiding behind a screen. She stupidly approaches them and he has got her. Lunging out, grabbing her throat. His adrenaline pumping. This is now something more then just avenging his past. This is lust. He lifts her up with unprecedented strength and throttles her. Her feet, almost a foot off the floor, kick and spasm as the life is quickly strangled out of her. He admires her tongue as he murders the teenager…..so fat and juicy, he wanted to suck it into his mouth–taste her.
In his rage and lust, the pressure crushed her throat with a noise like he had never heard before. Almost surprised at his power, he lowered her down tot he floor. Quickly, he opened her up, exposing some outta this world breasts. This nerd was hiding some D’s, and he went right down for a taste.
Finally, the last one, Katie, the poet princess of the group was wondering out to find the rest of her club. She headed downstairs and the killer waiting patiently for the screaming to commence.
It did not take long, once she got the door open downstairs, she know right away that the naked form of Whitney was indeed, very dead. She let out a blood-curtaling scream and raced up the stairs to find Felicity. Screaming again, she went up the stairs again, this time stumbling right over Lexxi’s body. More screams. Back down the stairs, screaming, screaming, then suddenly the killer had her as she went for the door.
He forced her wildly spasmadic body into the living room, straddled her and started choking her with his bare hands. But, he hands were tired from killing Felicity earlier and he saw a cord that would work. She took the moment of distraction to try to escape. Oh, but he was on point today, and was able to grab the cord, grab her legs, pull her to him and wrap the cord around her delicate young neck. She bucked and struggle in her pretty dress and sweater, now her black satin panties giving peekaboo’s.
He was raging with sexual drive now and wanted to kill her so he could have her. She took a while, but when it was over, she was still and he wend right to work. He did not move too fast, though he know time would soon be out–parents home from work, etc. He exposed her juicy young breasts and sucked them. He rubbed her pussy, then tasted it. Finally, he moved her to the couch and felt her insides, slamming her until satisfied.
With an idea in mind, he picked her up and laid her out on a pool table, posing her. He then went up to where Lexxi was. His first. He still had stamina. So, he stripped her for easier access to her fine, fine body. Funny thing was, he knew from the conversation, she was only here as punishment. Poor girl–wrong place at the wrong time. Lucky him. He licked and sucked her pussy, then fucked her. Finally, using her hand, he reached orgasm and came on her tummy. He picked her up and brought her to the pool table.
Then, he went and got Whitney, then Felicia. With them all posed on the table, he placed Katie’s lovely poem in the middle of them all. His work here was done, but his desire now would never be fulfilled. He looked to the future, to more girls, to poetry or not!!!
