It's another night alone for this young professional woman who constantly strives for greatness, working long hours at the firm, so when she relaxes, she likes to do it to the best of her ability. Tonight is the night she gets to unwind, take some medication with her cocktail, and have her orgasmic dream about a tall dark faceless figure, who comes in and strangles her to death, then helps himself to her body afterwards. As she saunters into her bedroom slowly, nursing a whiskey sour, she stops at the nightstand to smell the potent and beautiful lilies in the vase. As she takes in the lovely scent she plays with her open toed high heels, flexing her calf muscles and feet in her shoes. She slowly moves up on to the bed, showing her legs and taking her shoes off with some playfulness and rubs her soles and toes from her long day at the office. She wore her sexy matching red bra and thong, because she knows it is her killer's favorite color. She reaches in the nightstand and takes out a bottle of pills, taking one of the tiny white pills and chasing it with her mixed drink. She knows her sleeping meds work pretty quickly so she starts to get herself more in the mood. She caresses her neck rubbing her long neck and massaging the tendons in a choke posture, knowing what she wants it to feel like. She unbuttons the top buttons on her blouse revealing more cleavage she knows will drive the killer wild and make him do naughty things to her corpse. As she closes her eyes and starts to rest she gets into position so the killer will have easy access. She imagines the killer and his powerful hands. Soon she is out and on her way to dreamland. The killer moves slowly into the room, knowing exactly why he is here and what he is to do. He touches her sexy neck and removes his leather belt slowly. He fashions the belt around her neck and loops it through the buckle so he can use one hand at some point and grope her with the other. Once it is snug and secure he pulls tight. At first she writhes slowly with her eyes closed, still transitioning from imagination to fantasy and reality when she looks up and sees the tall dark figure with a black mask and hood. She grasps at her neck and the belt but finds her hands exploring her own body, rubbing her breasts and thighs as she takes in the strangle. Her eyes go wide in terror as she looks up and sees the brutal killer. She kicks her feet and legs trying to fight, exploring her own body more with each tug. As she fights for air she chokes, her tongue protrudes and curls fishing for air. The strangler bears down on her neck pulling tight on the belt which causes her to choke more and gasp less, her face turns many shades from pink to purple as she fights for air. The killer uses his off hand to grope her sexy breasts, grabbing them firmly as he pulls on the belt like a noose with the other. She continues to fight him but now her perfect breasts are out bouncing around as she fights her dream killer. She slows a little at a time a she fights to stay alive, rubbing herself in different places as she fights off her killer. After a long strangle and many different angles, her fighting perfect body slows and starts to twitch and shudder. The killer pulls extra hard to make sure he finishes the job. She dies eyes wide open, mouth slightly open and still. The killer lets go of the long leather belt and rolls her over on to her tummy so he can check out her ass. He feels her ass and then rolls her again to show her tits. He moves closer to her corpse and fondles her breasts, harder and harder. He pinches her hard nipples and pulls her thong aside to see her juicy pussy that has worked itself up during the struggle. He looks closely from his perspective and takes the time to caress her perfect skin head to toe, taking extra time with her ass, pussy and tits. After a long groping and panning of the sexy corpse, he scoops her up and tosses her head to the pillows on her bed as if she is sleeping. He positions her spread eagle and moves her panties aside for easy access. Her panties are stained from her cum from when she was strangled. Her death stare is pure and long. After the killer leaves and her body is viewed and panned, we fade into her laying there in the same position, eyes closed, breathing. She starts to rub herself, pinching her nipples and rubbing her pussy as she still lingers in the imagination before waking up, rubbing herself more, and especially her neck, feeling where the belt was, wondering if it really happened or not. She feels like she wants something else to happen so grabs a pillow and rolls over to sleep more, hoping for another dream where the killer comes back and has his way with her fresh corpse.

Starring: Genetica w/ Masked Killer
Keywords: FOOT FETISH/SHOE PLAY/BELT STRANGLE/FONDLING/DREAM/POSTMORTEM FONDLING/LIMB PLAY