Peachy Keen Films – Rave Date
Categories: Death Fetish, Necro, Brutal Amazons, Fantasy Snuff, Petra
Description: Jake found the best place to pick up tight pink pussy was a rave party. Fresh high-school and college meat always awaited him there. Tonight was no different. When the girl he was watching broke away from her friends, he made his move, dancing in, grinding against her, making sure his package was pronounced. It always worked. So many girls fell for this. He offered her a drink, but she made it really easy for him and offered to go to his place. Save a Rophie for next time.
At his place, he looked into the eyes of this sweet girl. He made the usual conversation. Then, he attacked her. He had her pinned to the couch, his hand on her neck. He would choke her out, fuck her, then dump her off somewhere on the East side. But this one was squirmy and slipped out. She was on the floor, crawling away from him, but he quickly grabbed her by the hair, roughly yanking her up, then slamming back down on the couch. He was on her, trying to hold her while reaching for his garrote. This would get the job done. Just as he got it firmly around her neck, she managed to get her boots against his stomach…she was strong, probably a cheerleader or ballerina. She shoved hard and he fell off of her. Again, she was loose, hollering for help, but he got the rope looped around her and yanked her back. This time it was for real. No escape, no surviving, he was going to fucking kill this little bitch.
Her face turned beat red as he pulled on the rope. It dug into her soft skin, her body heaved and bucked, her face contorted making every move to draw in air. Her arms swung wildly, trying everything they could to get away. She hit him, tried to grab at the garrote, at his arms, tried to him some more, tried to push herself off him. Nothing worked and she was loosing the battle.
Her legs stretched out, muscles locking and stitching. Her hips thrust upward, her arms started to involuntary spasm, her fingers grabbing at bits of carpet.
After a long struggle, she grew weaker and weaker. Her look became acceptance, her body became still, and she was dead.
He took the rope off of her neck, revealing redness, soon to bruise. He rolled her dead weight off of him. Then, he rolled her back to get a better look at her. She stared, blankly, no life in her eyes, yet still the beauty that attracted him to her at the club. Now it was his time to be with her on his terms.
He did not rush. Every part of her would be looked at, touched and, most importantly, smelled. Oh, he loved the smell of a woman and she was, though young, a woman indeed.
He spent time with her on the floor, exploring her, rubbing her. He played with her limbs, used them to rub herself. He lifted her up, removed her shirt. Then, he explored her more. Finally, he lifted her up on the couch.
There, he spent time on her pussy, removing her panties, touching and smelling her small, pink little pussy. She was fresh, a virgin perhaps. She was his for this night.
After exploring, touching, licking, he slid is cock inside her and fucked the school girl. She was tight and warm. After a while, he tried her mouth, slipping his cock in and out of her lips. Then, back inside her pussy, watching her face as she stared lifeless–blankly. He came on her belly.
Satisfied, he carried her body around the room, talking softly to it as was his ritual. When finished he rolled her up in the new carpet he bought, just for such occurrences.
Fetish Elements: Violence, Nudity, Explicit Sexual Content, Catch+Release, Hand Strangling, Garrote Strangling, Boots Left On, Necro, Ragdolling, Carrying, Uncut Directors Version.
