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Chris Corner-Fetnoir Hotel 1


Savannah has a death fetish profile and likes to hammer the death fetish boards looking for supreme role have fun collaborations, and of course buy fetish clothespins that have all of her beloved things in them such as: Strangulation, Necro Fuck-fest, Neck cracks after the smother for great measure, Stocking packaged taut around her neck, and of course being rag dolled around the couch and boned over and over. Getting herself crammed to the edge with the killer's offerings, and it running down her chin, and dribbling off of her painted toes. She had the thickest fetish appetite so when she spotted an advertisement for "Fetnoir Motel" and what their desire packages involved, she determined to book a remain at the senior Motel and what transpired after she checked in, was a ultra-kinky rail concluding in finish and total......

Savannah arrived briefly after check in to the 5th floor, she had to walk down to the end of a highly lengthy, and empty colon to her apartment which was one of the last in the row. It was tranquil and eerie, a fine commence to this adventure. She entered her apartment and set her stuff down, she was clad in a brief miniskirt, and sheer milky half-shirt, and stiletto high-heeled slippers that demonstrated off her lengthy, mind-blowing gams. She instantly looked over to the sofa and there was a note, and a pinkish lap top, her dearest color. She opened it up and the motel computer prompted her to type some extra info, she did not know that this was already part of the plan. The keys on the computer had a drug that makes you drowsy, and lose all inhibitions, making your desires lucid and sexual feelings mounting. She embarked to read about her particular package.
"The Crimson Toes Strangler?" It was kicking off to make feel as to why they had her sundress a confident way, highly specific, as well as painting the toes with crimson grind. She commenced to get the image a lil', but she had no idea what was to happen next. As she read farther she commenced to get drowsy, because of the drug, she also began to perceive highly excited from the story of "The Crimson toes Strangler" and his many slaves, the last being highly similar to her. As she got convenient liquidating her t-shirt and brassiere, then putting the sheer, lengthy sleeve t-shirt back on like described in the story on the lap top. She dozes off and right away she is in dreamland, dead, stockings packaged rigidly around her neck, and dead, eyes broad, tongue protruding to the side. She imagined the strangler gasping her to death as she lay on the couch, then harshly capturing her bra-stuffers and pummeling her corpse that moved to and fro, while her eyes were broad and tongue was out. She was luving it and speaks about it in her desires(voice over) She imagines him atking her in many ways from behind, then throttling her to death upright, behind her until she drooped and her palms went will-less to her side. He snapped her neck and she imagines it, acting it all out in her fantasy, on the sofa, gasping, and being fucked with no evident gorgeous. In her cravings however he is heavy, fantastic, youthful and virile, providing her dead figure what it hungers with lovemaking. After she moves around on the couch, imagining herself being jaws sexed, and screed foolish, and the Crimson Toes Magnificent deep-throating on her painted soles, she blacks out and crosses to another desire of her laying on a desk, face to the mirror, clothed with one boot suspending off. She wakes up to sleep walk to the shower, remembering it a duo ways and her brain adjusting it correctly. She imagines herself in the shower, looking down at her crimson toes, and scrunching them a bit then looking up to horror and smothering she is receiving is powerful, he smothers her in the douche, then putting her in the bath, she imagines he is plowing her many ways in the bath and shower, and him deep-throating on her painted toes and super-sexy feet being tongued. She is in rapture, experiencing light as a feather dreaming about the different ways he would throttle and screw her bod afterward. All of a sudden she is funked and woken, by her phone in the apartment. She answers and it is a message praying her to meet a tall dark guy in the lobby bar of the motel, she accepts knowing this is her strangler, taking her out after a few swallows and temptation. She seizes her bag with the mind-blowing fresh sundress and glides she bought for this off the hook occasion. She straightens her toe rings and anklet as she puts on the wonderful glide, leisurely checking it out as she boot plays. She brushes and fixes her lengthy, platinum-blonde hair. She applies lip liner to match her toes and thumbs crimson. She is prepared and takes one last view in the mirror to make sure she is superb top to bottom, grips her purse and goes to the door. She opens it to leave but is dazed when a dude is there with a pantyhose at eye level and heading swiftly toward her neck. He rushes in and wraps the tights aro0und way swifter and harder than the boy in her cravings. This stud was a bit aged and heavier, and taller, he had exceptionally intense mitts and right away had her packaged stiffly in his clutches and briefly was under her and she was on top of him on the brim of the couch. The "Crimson Toes Strangler" made swift work of the her and smothered her firm, straining the pantyhose around her neck stiffer as she struggles for her life, kneeing so he can watch her crimson toes. He ends her off after a few minutes and she dies, tongue out to the side of her gullet, eyes broad with expression and shock. The dude throws her to the floor, grasping and swooping her in his forearms, then throwing her like a rag woman on to the sofa. He heads to work liquidating the sundress, spinning her over flopping her dead limbs like match tucks. He flips her again and then picks her up, not caring about her dead figure or how he flops her rock hard. He grasps her up and postures her for his pulverize. He drills her rock hard, banging her and her orbs shaking rock-hard back and forward. He is so exhilarated by the throttle and build up he pulls out, spunking on her coochie, gullet and then nutting again on her uber-sexy painted crimson toes. After coating her jaws, gash, and toes, he smooches her forehead, then exits. She wonders if this is a fantasy or real, but she knows after a while, she is not coming back from this desire any time briefly, at Fetnor Motel, we have one rigorous policy, if you are woman and checking in, you will not be checking out. Her spectacular dead corpse, caked in the jism of the Crimson Toes Strangler from head to toe, is panned and viewed from many angles and so jaw-dropping. What a enjoyable stay! Thanks for staying at Fetnoir Hotel!

Thanks to Silk Node for his stunning writings and Savannah for her good capability to take direction and make it way nicer. This is a highly intricate screenplay with lots of details, voice overs, fantasy vignettes and a few different death sequences as well as a fine throttle at the end...what a mischievous thing but we did it! More gigs to come briefly, linger tuned! CB

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