Killing Best Friend

Earlier that day, she was alive and waiting in his living room. He had arranged this day though careful planning. His wife and daughter were in the next town at the new outlet center. They would be gone for hours and Melissa, on the pretense that she was supposed to meet Wendy at her house, waited semi-patiently. He had the gift of gab, and though careful wording, and the offer of money, he convinced her to model for him. She was so sexy. He was not sure he was going to kill her. But, after watching her change in and out of several underwear combos, he was sure. Now it was time for phase 2.

She was a little reluctant, but like all young twenty year olds, she was in need of money. The premise was simple. He tied her to the bed and wrapped a belt around her to "pose" for the "Damsel in Distress" photos. Only, once he had her where he wanted her, he choked the fucking bitch out. With her unconscious, he took immediate liberty by fucking her mouth. This of course woke her up, but he choked her out with his cock. Later, she was on the bed - still unconscious. He slowly fondled and licked her young skin. Once she woke up, he raped her in many positions. She was an emotional mess and he was hard as a rock and ready for the finale.

Face down, and arms tied to the bed, he fucked her downward doggy as he wrapped his belt around her neck, choking her near unconscious. When he got tired of that, he wrapped a nylon stocking around her neck to finish her. She was so weak, but life came back when she realized he was trying to kill her. She struggled for several minutes before finally succumbing to having no air. He kept fucking her dead body, excited about what he was going to do with and to her for the next few hours.