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![ROOMMATES LIQUIDATION - ROOMMATES LIQUIDATION
CUSTOM MOVIE
CAST:
Ksusha Zaichik as an assassin and JUDI, TATIALA, LI, SALLY
Fetish Elements
Realistic Scenes of Strangulations, Garrote Strangulation, Choking, Sudden Attacks, Killing Innocent Victims, Killing Contract Killers, Female Domination, Girls Killing Girls, Strangulation Realistic Make Up
Tatiana and Judi are talking, Tatiana is worried that the two new tenants in their apartment are hired assassins\\\' and they\\\'re using both her, Judi and their apartment for something nefarious. Judi shoots her down saying she\\\'s known Sally for years and that they\\\'re just staying for a week. This angers Tatiana and she storms off after exclaiming that something isn\\\'t right. She unknowingly walks by a shadowy figure in the corner that follows her, the figure is the famous assassinKsusha Zaichik who\\\'s been tasked with eliminating the rival hitwoman. Ksusha knows that Tatiana isn\\\'t one of her targets but she can\\\'t risk her compromising the mission, not to mention the fact she simply enjoys killing too much to resist. Once in a secluded spot the Ksusha quickly wraps a thin metal garrote around Tatiana\\\'s neck and crosses it tightly from the back, Tatiana lets out faint breathless gasp. Ksusha Shushes her as she backs into a wall out of sight and continues to pull the garrote(still standing). Tatiana starts to struggle fiercely and claws at the garrote squeezing her neck (Squirming and trying to wriggle out too), whenever she attempts to scream it comes out as a silent gasp and all she can muster are squeaks and the occasionalgasp. Ksusha is clearly aroused by the sweet innocent girl fighting for her life and starts quietly moaning. Tatiana\\\'s neck starts bleeding from where the garrote is squeezing and she starts to panic, she continues to poke and claw at the wire as well as Ksusha\\\'s face. Ksusha quietly says \\\"Knock it off bitch\\\" and tightens the garrote even more around Tatiana\\\'s soft neck. This causes both of her clawing hands to go back to the garrote around her throat. She then starts trying to attack This causes Ksusha to moan slightly louder, she pulls Tatiana closer and continues to tightly pull on the garrote. Tatiana starts to lose strength and continues to claw and poke at her neck with one hand while the other drifts down eventually resting on ksusha\\\'sthigh, giving her almost infinite pleasure while finishing her victim off. Eventually Tatiana\\\'s eyes start to drift off and her arms droop(She drools as well), realizing her victim is dead she uncrosses the garrote from Tatiana\\\'s bloodied neck and quietly drops her corpse to the floor. Before Ksusha can fix herself, a cold garrote wraps around her throat and she finds herself in the same bitter struggle as her victim. The rival assassin\\\'s were using Judi and Tatiana as bait to lure out Ksusha and she walked right into it. One of the rival assassin\\\'s Li, was taking full advantage of the situation and quickly wrapped her own garrote around Ksusha\\\'sneck, turns her back to her and pulls the garrote downward lifting Ksusha slightly off the ground and onto her back and starts thrusting her hips upwarddigging the garrote into Ksusha\\\'sthroat and violently strangling her. Ksusha is surprised by Li\\\'s technique and claws at her neck while gasping for non-existent air, the garrote is already causing bleeding. Ksusha starts to kick her legs causing Li to pull down on the garrote more getting closer to the ground continuing to violently strangle K. This almost immediatelyslows Ksusha\\\'s struggle as she\\\'s in a much tighter positionthan before. She continues trying to squirm and wiggle her way out of the deathhold to no avail and keeps clawing at her neck, this goes on for a while until Li attempts to change positions again but she fumbles due to Ksusha\\\'sstruggle and they both fall to the ground. Ksusha quickly kicks Li in the face, stunning her, giving her a chance to catch her breath. Once relieved Ksusha quickly mounts Li and starts brutally strangling her with her bare hands. Li attempts to pull K\\\'s hair and waist trying to shove the assassin off but it is too late, K is dug in. Li claws at the hands squeezing her neck trying to dig her fingers and in her struggle pushes on K\\\'s breasts in an attempt to shove her eventual killer but this causes K to once again become aroused and she starts to faintly moan as Li\\\'s hands desperatelyslide up and down her body. Eventually Li\\\'s neck starts to bruise from K\\\'s Tight grip and she starts to fade, K hears a loud snap and slowly lets go of Li\\\'s now bruised and lifeless corpse. K taunts Li\\\'s lifeless body, calling her a slut as she fixes herself. She enters another room where she finds Jodi, she knows that this is another decoy but her bloodlust gets the better of her and she quickly wraps the garrote around Judi\\\'s neck and brings her to the ground. Judi struggles just as fiercely as the other girls, she kicks wildly, grabs at K\\\'s hair, clawing desperately at the wire. She almost breaks free by headbutting K causing her to temporarily let go of the garrote and giving her a bloody nose. \\\"Not so fast bitch\\\" K Says as she once again grabs ahold of the garrote and Yanks Judi back towardsher, she is now looking into Judi\\\'s eyes as she pulls the garrote Judi\\\'s struggle starts to slow and she stops kicking and squirming so frequently. K starts to shush Judi and she starts to stroke her hair with one hand while continuing to pull the garrote with the other, Judi starts to fade and eventually stops moving. K gives her a kiss on the forehead and pushes her corpseoff of herself. She stands up but before she can fix herself Sally, the final assassin, puts K in a Tight Chokehold. K immediatelygrabs the assailant\\\'sarm with both hands but is too winded from the previous fights to do anything more than shuffle her feet, squirm and claw/latch onto Sally\\\'s arms. After a long faint struggle from K, she starts to go limp and Sally starts taunting her calling her a bloodthirsty fool and that she\\\'s enjoying squeezing the life out of her. Sally then starts to seductively rub K\\\'s body a little enjoying her form, after a few moments of this she says \\\"Time to end this little game\\\" and pulls back on K\\\'s neck making the choke hold higher and tighter causing K to stand on her tippy toes. K Starts to struggle a little more fiercelyand starts hitting Sally\\\'s sides with her palms and pulling her clothes eventually she gets lucky and elbows Sally in the stomach and follows up with a headbut this stuns Sally and before she can recover K quickly wraps her trusty garrote around Sally\\\'s throat and she pulls tightly, she decides to take her time with Sally loosening and tightening the garrote and letting Sally struggle and claw at her clothes and body. K can\\\'t help but be aroused at how close she was to death and no longer hides it. She fully shows her arousal in her facial expressions and moans.pan Once Sally\\\'s struggle slows K slowly drops her to the floor where she continues to tighten the garrote until she hears a crunch. She unravels the garrote and lets Sally\\\'s body fall to the floor. She stands up, fixes herself and leaves. Mission Accomplished!
BONUS: Some different versions of murders scenes (some extra angles and takes in the end of the movie)
IF YOU LIKE THIS MOVIE PLEASE CHECK OUT
BLACK WIDOW SISTERS
STRANGLING MIX
CHOKING MIX](studio/images/_1057_1085_1080_1084_1086_1082_1101_1082_1088_1072_1085_1072_2022-08-29_1074_22-9c3.png "ROOMMATES LIQUIDATION - ROOMMATES LIQUIDATION
CUSTOM MOVIE
CAST:
Ksusha Zaichik as an assassin and JUDI, TATIALA, LI, SALLY
Fetish Elements
Realistic Scenes of Strangulations, Garrote Strangulation, Choking, Sudden Attacks, Killing Innocent Victims, Killing Contract Killers, Female Domination, Girls Killing Girls, Strangulation Realistic Make Up
Tatiana and Judi are talking, Tatiana is worried that the two new tenants in their apartment are hired assassins\\\' and they\\\'re using both her, Judi and their apartment for something nefarious. Judi shoots her down saying she\\\'s known Sally for years and that they\\\'re just staying for a week. This angers Tatiana and she storms off after exclaiming that something isn\\\'t right. She unknowingly walks by a shadowy figure in the corner that follows her, the figure is the famous assassinKsusha Zaichik who\\\'s been tasked with eliminating the rival hitwoman. Ksusha knows that Tatiana isn\\\'t one of her targets but she can\\\'t risk her compromising the mission, not to mention the fact she simply enjoys killing too much to resist. Once in a secluded spot the Ksusha quickly wraps a thin metal garrote around Tatiana\\\'s neck and crosses it tightly from the back, Tatiana lets out faint breathless gasp. Ksusha Shushes her as she backs into a wall out of sight and continues to pull the garrote(still standing). Tatiana starts to struggle fiercely and claws at the garrote squeezing her neck (Squirming and trying to wriggle out too), whenever she attempts to scream it comes out as a silent gasp and all she can muster are squeaks and the occasionalgasp. Ksusha is clearly aroused by the sweet innocent girl fighting for her life and starts quietly moaning. Tatiana\\\'s neck starts bleeding from where the garrote is squeezing and she starts to panic, she continues to poke and claw at the wire as well as Ksusha\\\'s face. Ksusha quietly says \\\\"Knock it off bitch\\\\" and tightens the garrote even more around Tatiana\\\'s soft neck. This causes both of her clawing hands to go back to the garrote around her throat. She then starts trying to attack This causes Ksusha to moan slightly louder, she pulls Tatiana closer and continues to tightly pull on the garrote. Tatiana starts to lose strength and continues to claw and poke at her neck with one hand while the other drifts down eventually resting on ksusha\\\'sthigh, giving her almost infinite pleasure while finishing her victim off. Eventually Tatiana\\\'s eyes start to drift off and her arms droop(She drools as well), realizing her victim is dead she uncrosses the garrote from Tatiana\\\'s bloodied neck and quietly drops her corpse to the floor. Before Ksusha can fix herself, a cold garrote wraps around her throat and she finds herself in the same bitter struggle as her victim. The rival assassin\\\'s were using Judi and Tatiana as bait to lure out Ksusha and she walked right into it. One of the rival assassin\\\'s Li, was taking full advantage of the situation and quickly wrapped her own garrote around Ksusha\\\'sneck, turns her back to her and pulls the garrote downward lifting Ksusha slightly off the ground and onto her back and starts thrusting her hips upwarddigging the garrote into Ksusha\\\'sthroat and violently strangling her. Ksusha is surprised by Li\\\'s technique and claws at her neck while gasping for non-existent air, the garrote is already causing bleeding. Ksusha starts to kick her legs causing Li to pull down on the garrote more getting closer to the ground continuing to violently strangle K. This almost immediatelyslows Ksusha\\\'s struggle as she\\\'s in a much tighter positionthan before. She continues trying to squirm and wiggle her way out of the deathhold to no avail and keeps clawing at her neck, this goes on for a while until Li attempts to change positions again but she fumbles due to Ksusha\\\'sstruggle and they both fall to the ground. Ksusha quickly kicks Li in the face, stunning her, giving her a chance to catch her breath. Once relieved Ksusha quickly mounts Li and starts brutally strangling her with her bare hands. Li attempts to pull K\\\'s hair and waist trying to shove the assassin off but it is too late, K is dug in. Li claws at the hands squeezing her neck trying to dig her fingers and in her struggle pushes on K\\\'s breasts in an attempt to shove her eventual killer but this causes K to once again become aroused and she starts to faintly moan as Li\\\'s hands desperatelyslide up and down her body. Eventually Li\\\'s neck starts to bruise from K\\\'s Tight grip and she starts to fade, K hears a loud snap and slowly lets go of Li\\\'s now bruised and lifeless corpse. K taunts Li\\\'s lifeless body, calling her a slut as she fixes herself. She enters another room where she finds Jodi, she knows that this is another decoy but her bloodlust gets the better of her and she quickly wraps the garrote around Judi\\\'s neck and brings her to the ground. Judi struggles just as fiercely as the other girls, she kicks wildly, grabs at K\\\'s hair, clawing desperately at the wire. She almost breaks free by headbutting K causing her to temporarily let go of the garrote and giving her a bloody nose. \\\\"Not so fast bitch\\\\" K Says as she once again grabs ahold of the garrote and Yanks Judi back towardsher, she is now looking into Judi\\\'s eyes as she pulls the garrote Judi\\\'s struggle starts to slow and she stops kicking and squirming so frequently. K starts to shush Judi and she starts to stroke her hair with one hand while continuing to pull the garrote with the other, Judi starts to fade and eventually stops moving. K gives her a kiss on the forehead and pushes her corpseoff of herself. She stands up but before she can fix herself Sally, the final assassin, puts K in a Tight Chokehold. K immediatelygrabs the assailant\\\'sarm with both hands but is too winded from the previous fights to do anything more than shuffle her feet, squirm and claw/latch onto Sally\\\'s arms. After a long faint struggle from K, she starts to go limp and Sally starts taunting her calling her a bloodthirsty fool and that she\\\'s enjoying squeezing the life out of her. Sally then starts to seductively rub K\\\'s body a little enjoying her form, after a few moments of this she says \\\\"Time to end this little game\\\\" and pulls back on K\\\'s neck making the choke hold higher and tighter causing K to stand on her tippy toes. K Starts to struggle a little more fiercelyand starts hitting Sally\\\'s sides with her palms and pulling her clothes eventually she gets lucky and elbows Sally in the stomach and follows up with a headbut this stuns Sally and before she can recover K quickly wraps her trusty garrote around Sally\\\'s throat and she pulls tightly, she decides to take her time with Sally loosening and tightening the garrote and letting Sally struggle and claw at her clothes and body. K can\\\'t help but be aroused at how close she was to death and no longer hides it. She fully shows her arousal in her facial expressions and moans.pan Once Sally\\\'s struggle slows K slowly drops her to the floor where she continues to tighten the garrote until she hears a crunch. She unravels the garrote and lets Sally\\\'s body fall to the floor. She stands up, fixes herself and leaves. Mission Accomplished!
BONUS: Some different versions of murders scenes (some extra angles and takes in the end of the movie)
IF YOU LIKE THIS MOVIE PLEASE CHECK OUT
BLACK WIDOW SISTERS
STRANGLING MIX
CHOKING MIX")
![THE ELF AND BAD SANTA - THE ELF AND BAD SANTA
CUSTOM
CAST: Tatiana, Max, Annabelle
The theme of this story is that Tatiana is called to the office to be punished for naughty things she has done against Christmas. She is insolent and defiant, but wants to keep her job, so she admits to some sins, willing to take a little punishment, never thinking that Max the enforcer knows all the bad things she has done, or what her ultimate punishment is.
The enforcer begins to list her sins, and with each sin, gives her a punishment.
I will leave it to your creative genius to use as many offenses and punishments as you can, till we get closer to the climax.
Some transgressions she has committed: Misaddressing Christmas cards, hiding presents, badly wrapping presents, putting the wrong presents in the wrong packages, keeping toys for herself, not singing Christmas carols, using the wrong words in carols, not being happy with children on Santa’s lap, showing her cleavage to little boys, denying reindeer can fly—whatever you and your crew can think of.
Each offense is punished by progressive harder, sexier, more sadistic punishments, such as slapping her hand, spanking her bottom (hand and/or ruler), face slapping, stomach punch, breast slap, hair pull, whipping her bottom, face punch, choking (one or both hands).
It is IMPERATIVE that T’s elf take these punishments with amusement, surprise, and pleasure (mixed with pain), willingly submitting even while showing some resentment at the abuse. The harder they get, the more pleased surprise she shows—wide eyes, open mouth, with some pain but also delight.
As the list of sins goes on and on, however, and the punishments get harder, though, she beings to regret her willingness to accept them.
Two essential punishments for moderately severe offenses against Christmas:
One: T is forced to kneel on the ground and bend over at the waist, face shoved forward into the carpet, her bottom in the air. Her feet are tied together and her hands are tied behind her back. Her short dress is pulled up to expose her almost bare bottom, and she is paddled with something like a ping-pong paddle. She gasps and cries with pain and struggles, and cries insults at the enforcer, but doesn’t really try get away or stop him.
Two: T, still being insolent, runs and sits in the enforcer’s large, luxurious armchair, being impishly disobedient, having fun and mocking the enforcer’s seriousness, and what she regards as minor offenses.
T (sitting the chair like a queen): This could be mine! I could do your job! You think you can keep me in line? You hit like a girl! Sissy! Poor little boy, trying to be mean! Come her—at my feet!
M (slowly approaches the chair, and pulls up the ottoman so he can sit close to T): Little elf, I have not even begun to give you what you deserve. (Suddenly, punches her breast (close up) hard enough to bounce her off the back of the chair.)
T (Gasps and shrieks a little, but lies back, wide eyed, looking at M with astonishment): Wow!
M: You were saying? (Punches her other breast, just as hard (close up)).
T: Owww! (Eyes even wider, mouth open with utter surprise, both at what M is doing and at her enjoyment of it. She touches her breasts, then looks wantingly at M, and puts her hands back against the back of the chair, by her head, inviting more hits).
M (punches her breast even harder (close up).
T: Uhhhhh! (Head bouncing forward then back, then head leaning back, eyes almost closed, lips parted, in obvious pleasure. She stays in her previous position, exposed.)
M (laughs a little, then punches her other breast, again bouncing her off the chair back).
T: Oooph! (slumps in the chair, overwhelmed with the pleasure of being hit so erotically)
M (stands, grabs the front of T’s dress and pulls her up, into the middle of the room. She wobbles on her feet. M grabs her breasts and pulls her toward him, her head and arms flying behind her. He then spins in a tight circle, swing T by her breasts in front of him. After two circles (her eyes wide, gasping and crying), he flings her by her breasts across the room. She hits the floor and rolls under the Christmas tree. As she lies there still, M goes to his desk to see what else T must be punished for. She crawls timidly out from under the tree, unsure if she likes this game anymore.)
(T decides to try to seduce the enforcer, so she comes to him and tries to hug and caress him, rubbing her body against him, enticing him with her eyes, showing him her cleavage. He lets her do what she wants for a while, then shoves her away.)
After being rejected and shoved the floor, she continues to try to seduce him, by preening, stretching, raising her stockinged legs, spreading her legs, rolling about, showing off her body in various inviting poses. He ignores her at first, but finally exasperated, goes to the large armchair and sits. He pats his lap and says, “Come sit on my lap.”
Tatiana (thinking she was won the battle): “On your lap? I’d love to.”
Max: Yes. Come here. I want to beat you.
Tatiana (surprised, but liking the idea): You want to beat me?
Max: Yes, I want to beat you. You need to be beaten.
T (get up off the floor and sits on M’s lap, wraps her arm around him): You can beat me, but wouldn’t you rather do something else?
M (laughs and begins nuzzling and caressing T all over, quickly getting an excited response from her. He lets her hair down, and when she is breathing heavy, he stops caressing her. “Ready?”
T: Yes! Yes! Ready for what?
M (takes her by the hair): This! (hit her hard twice in one breast with the side of his hand (the thumb side), like the edge of a knife or axe, knocking the wind out of T) [we must see these hits close up to know what’s happening]
T (responds to hits with even more excitement)
M (caresses her some more, then moves her around and hits her other breast on the nipple four times with the side of his hand; T jerks and gasps with each hit)
T (moaning with pleasure): Oh, my God!
M (to himself): Yes, you’ll meet him soon enough! (hits her breast twice more, as she gasps) You’ve been so bad, trying to seduce Father Christmas’s enforcer! How hard should I hit you for that?
T: As hard as you want!
M (hits her four more times in the breast)
T (gasps and twists with each hit, but doesn’t try to stop M or protect herself)
M (after a pause, hits her breast twice more): This is good. How many times should I hit you for this new offense?
T (breathless, knowing she will be hit again): As many times as I deserve!
M (shifts her around again and hits her other breast six times, fast and hard (close ups); T jerks and gasps with each hit).
T: Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!
M: Naughty elf! You don’t deserve your elf costume! Take it off!
T (stand, strips off her dress, sits back on M’s lap): Yes, I’ve been so naughty!
M (holding her by the hair, still using the edge of his hand, hit each of T’s breasts several times)
T: Beat me! Hurt me!
M: You want to be hurt? Take off your bra!
T (eagerly takes off bra and throws it away)
M (grabs one breast and holds it tightly (close up) while, using his palm now, slams his hand into each breast (close up) half a dozen times (fully shot to show holding her by the breast while hitting her, her arms spread wide, defenseless); T is becoming delirious with joyful/pain).
M (shoves her off his lap and onto the floor): On your knees! Hands behind you! Head back! Lean back!
T (crawls to the middle of the rug on the floor and does as instructed)
M (kneels on the floor in front of T and punches her in each breast a number of times with his fist; T responds with little shrieks. M hits her again, very hard, sprawling her on her floor, face down. He slips his hand under her, grabs her breast and pulls her by her breast onto her back (close up of this action). She lies, arms spread wide, breathing hard. He straddles her, grabs her breasts, and pulls her up till she is bent at the waist. She hangs by her breasts in his hands, arms limp, head hanging back.)
M: You think you were going to get away with all your sins? (Shakes T up and down) Did you? (shakes her up and down more, pushing and pulling her by her breasts; view sides and from above as he does) Did you think you could seduce me and escape your punishment? (shakes her) Did you?
T (finally trying to remove his hands, without success): No, no! I didn’t mean anything! I know I deserve what’s happening!
M (shoves her to the floor and sits again at his desk, consulting his papers): That beating was just for trying to avoid being disciplined for your worst sins against Christmas. Do you understand that?
T (Still on the floor): Yes. I’m sorry. I won’t do that again! I promise! I’ll take what’s coming to me.
M: You certainly will. (Consults papers) I’m coming to the end of the list, and I see here, you have two of the worst possible sins. The second worst sin is, you have told children that Father Christmas doesn’t exist!
T: But—but—I’ve never seen him! I might be working all day for someone’s imagination!
M: And you compound the sin to me! Stand up! By the fire, face me and take your punishment!
T (stands, feet together, in front of the fire)
M: Deny Father Christmas, will you? (slaps her face hard, a dozen times)
T (astonished, after the last slap): Show him to me!
M: You’re just making it worse for yourself! (slaps her breasts a dozen times)
T (crying): I’ve done nothing wrong! He’s not real!
M: Hands behind your head!
T (clasps hands behind her head, staring at M, knowing she is going to be hit): Do it!
M (punches T hard in left breast four times (close up!)
T (at fourth hit, staggers backward)
M: What are you doing? I’m not done!
T (resumes her position, hands behind her head)
M (punches each breast several times on the nipple, and sideways (close ups), total six hits)
T (doubles over, hands over her chest)
M: Stand up! You’re not finished!
T (resumes position, hands behind her head)
M: Father Christmas does exist! (punches each breast three times, hard than ever, finishes with one more vicious breast punch that sends T to the floor; she lies on her side, arms stretched above her head)
M: Some elf you were! (Kicks her in the breasts, rolling her across the floor several times, then returns to desk)
T (slowly recovers, gathering her clothes (bra, dress, gloves, cap)as M returns to his desk; as he checks off items, she starts to stumble toward the door)
M: Wait! There’s just one more thing.
T (actually frightened now): I haven’t done anything else!
M: Yes, you have. (Leaves desk and pulls T by her hair back into the room, to the large chair. He pulls the ottoman into the middle of room while still holding T).
M (holding T by the hair) You’ve told children THERE’S NO SUCH THING AS CHRISTMAS!!! That is an offense worthy of death!
T: Nooooo!
M (sits on ottoman, pulling T down backward so she is lying across his legs, on her back)
M: There is no greater offense, and no greater punishment! (Wraps a red stocking around T’s neck and tightens it. As T struggles against the beginning of the strangulation): Choose between being beaten to death (punches her breast on the nipple) or being strangled! (tightens stocking)
T (Speechless, terrified)
(For the next several minutes, T alternately tries to stop the strangulation and stop the beating. When her hands try to pull the stocking away, M punches her breasts until T tries to protect her breasts with her hands. When she tries to protect herself, he tightens the stocking a little more, edging her closer to asphyxiation. This process repeats itself 3-4 times (distance shots and close ups). Finally, T realizes she being strangled and death is near, so she stops trying to protect her breasts. She claws at the stocking while M repeated punches each breast, harder and harder, trying to distract her; T lets him hit her, because she’s just trying to survive. But it’s too late. Slowly, even as M continues to hit her, her arms fall back behind her head. M cinches the stocking down and punches her breasts until T shows no signs of life, and hangs limply across his lap. He lifts her head by the stocking and shakes it, then pulls it back down and punches her breasts several more times (clearly seen). Finally, he rolls her off his lap onto the floor, and kicks her onto her back.)
M (kneels and straddles her, grabs her breasts and pulls her up into a sitting position; she hangs by her breasts, dead, in his hands (mandatory: (1) side view, (2) close up, (3) camera moving from behind T, seeing her face, up and over her to look down on her breasts in M’s hands) and (4) view from high up above): Naughty, naughty elf! Father Christmas is the nicest old man in the world, and there’s no place for tarts like you, who question his existence and ruin children’s dreams! (Drops her, stands and stomps on each breast several times hard enough to bounce her off the floor, saying “Bad elf!” with each stomp).
M (returns to desk, consults papers): So much to do, so much to do! (He works for a while, until his eyes stray and he sees a boy’s toy still unwrapped—a toy pistol that shoots rubber suction cup darts [e.g. by the Dreidel Company Detective Set, less than USD $10 on Amazon]. He looks at T’s body, and has an idea.
He props T’s body up against a wall (using whatever means you like to keep her upright), then takes some women’s lipsticks and draws round targets on her breasts, with her nipples as the bullseyes, then amuses himself for a while shooting the suction cup darts against her breasts (2x the 10-11 darts). She stands passively, restrained up against the wall, head to one side, eyes open, lips slightly parted, as the darts hit her breasts and nipples (close ups), though they simply indent her breasts but don’t stick. He enjoys this at first, but quickly tires of it. He looks at T, looks around the room, and decides it needs more decoration. He ties her hands behind her back and her arms to each other (she is limp, so he has to continually manhandle her, pushing her up against a wall and holding her there alternately by her neck, her hair, and just one breast), and then ties her feet together and, ties her thighs together, then wraps her body in a string of lighted Christmas lights (including wrapping some tightly around her breasts), puts her red stocking cap on her head, and hangs her by the neck from the ceiling. )
M (pours himself a drink and works at his desk as T dangles in the background): So much to do! So much to do!
(The clock ticks by the hours, till it is near midnight. M finally lowers T and takes off all the lights and wrappings. He then makes out a label: “Return to workshop. Defective elf merchandise.” He then pulls out a large cardboard box and stuffs T into it, then stuffs packing papers around her, seals it up, put on the label and has it carted off by more helpers.
M (back at his desk): So much to do, so much to do!
(There’s a knock at his door, and another beautiful, sexily clad elf comes in and says): “Is this where I come to be punished for my sins?”
Max winks at the camera.](studio/images/theelfbadsantascreens-491.jpg "THE ELF AND BAD SANTA - THE ELF AND BAD SANTA
CUSTOM
CAST: Tatiana, Max, Annabelle
The theme of this story is that Tatiana is called to the office to be punished for naughty things she has done against Christmas. She is insolent and defiant, but wants to keep her job, so she admits to some sins, willing to take a little punishment, never thinking that Max the enforcer knows all the bad things she has done, or what her ultimate punishment is.
The enforcer begins to list her sins, and with each sin, gives her a punishment.
I will leave it to your creative genius to use as many offenses and punishments as you can, till we get closer to the climax.
Some transgressions she has committed: Misaddressing Christmas cards, hiding presents, badly wrapping presents, putting the wrong presents in the wrong packages, keeping toys for herself, not singing Christmas carols, using the wrong words in carols, not being happy with children on Santa’s lap, showing her cleavage to little boys, denying reindeer can fly—whatever you and your crew can think of.
Each offense is punished by progressive harder, sexier, more sadistic punishments, such as slapping her hand, spanking her bottom (hand and/or ruler), face slapping, stomach punch, breast slap, hair pull, whipping her bottom, face punch, choking (one or both hands).
It is IMPERATIVE that T’s elf take these punishments with amusement, surprise, and pleasure (mixed with pain), willingly submitting even while showing some resentment at the abuse. The harder they get, the more pleased surprise she shows—wide eyes, open mouth, with some pain but also delight.
As the list of sins goes on and on, however, and the punishments get harder, though, she beings to regret her willingness to accept them.
Two essential punishments for moderately severe offenses against Christmas:
One: T is forced to kneel on the ground and bend over at the waist, face shoved forward into the carpet, her bottom in the air. Her feet are tied together and her hands are tied behind her back. Her short dress is pulled up to expose her almost bare bottom, and she is paddled with something like a ping-pong paddle. She gasps and cries with pain and struggles, and cries insults at the enforcer, but doesn’t really try get away or stop him.
Two: T, still being insolent, runs and sits in the enforcer’s large, luxurious armchair, being impishly disobedient, having fun and mocking the enforcer’s seriousness, and what she regards as minor offenses.
T (sitting the chair like a queen): This could be mine! I could do your job! You think you can keep me in line? You hit like a girl! Sissy! Poor little boy, trying to be mean! Come her—at my feet!
M (slowly approaches the chair, and pulls up the ottoman so he can sit close to T): Little elf, I have not even begun to give you what you deserve. (Suddenly, punches her breast (close up) hard enough to bounce her off the back of the chair.)
T (Gasps and shrieks a little, but lies back, wide eyed, looking at M with astonishment): Wow!
M: You were saying? (Punches her other breast, just as hard (close up)).
T: Owww! (Eyes even wider, mouth open with utter surprise, both at what M is doing and at her enjoyment of it. She touches her breasts, then looks wantingly at M, and puts her hands back against the back of the chair, by her head, inviting more hits).
M (punches her breast even harder (close up).
T: Uhhhhh! (Head bouncing forward then back, then head leaning back, eyes almost closed, lips parted, in obvious pleasure. She stays in her previous position, exposed.)
M (laughs a little, then punches her other breast, again bouncing her off the chair back).
T: Oooph! (slumps in the chair, overwhelmed with the pleasure of being hit so erotically)
M (stands, grabs the front of T’s dress and pulls her up, into the middle of the room. She wobbles on her feet. M grabs her breasts and pulls her toward him, her head and arms flying behind her. He then spins in a tight circle, swing T by her breasts in front of him. After two circles (her eyes wide, gasping and crying), he flings her by her breasts across the room. She hits the floor and rolls under the Christmas tree. As she lies there still, M goes to his desk to see what else T must be punished for. She crawls timidly out from under the tree, unsure if she likes this game anymore.)
(T decides to try to seduce the enforcer, so she comes to him and tries to hug and caress him, rubbing her body against him, enticing him with her eyes, showing him her cleavage. He lets her do what she wants for a while, then shoves her away.)
After being rejected and shoved the floor, she continues to try to seduce him, by preening, stretching, raising her stockinged legs, spreading her legs, rolling about, showing off her body in various inviting poses. He ignores her at first, but finally exasperated, goes to the large armchair and sits. He pats his lap and says, “Come sit on my lap.”
Tatiana (thinking she was won the battle): “On your lap? I’d love to.”
Max: Yes. Come here. I want to beat you.
Tatiana (surprised, but liking the idea): You want to beat me?
Max: Yes, I want to beat you. You need to be beaten.
T (get up off the floor and sits on M’s lap, wraps her arm around him): You can beat me, but wouldn’t you rather do something else?
M (laughs and begins nuzzling and caressing T all over, quickly getting an excited response from her. He lets her hair down, and when she is breathing heavy, he stops caressing her. “Ready?”
T: Yes! Yes! Ready for what?
M (takes her by the hair): This! (hit her hard twice in one breast with the side of his hand (the thumb side), like the edge of a knife or axe, knocking the wind out of T) [we must see these hits close up to know what’s happening]
T (responds to hits with even more excitement)
M (caresses her some more, then moves her around and hits her other breast on the nipple four times with the side of his hand; T jerks and gasps with each hit)
T (moaning with pleasure): Oh, my God!
M (to himself): Yes, you’ll meet him soon enough! (hits her breast twice more, as she gasps) You’ve been so bad, trying to seduce Father Christmas’s enforcer! How hard should I hit you for that?
T: As hard as you want!
M (hits her four more times in the breast)
T (gasps and twists with each hit, but doesn’t try to stop M or protect herself)
M (after a pause, hits her breast twice more): This is good. How many times should I hit you for this new offense?
T (breathless, knowing she will be hit again): As many times as I deserve!
M (shifts her around again and hits her other breast six times, fast and hard (close ups); T jerks and gasps with each hit).
T: Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!
M: Naughty elf! You don’t deserve your elf costume! Take it off!
T (stand, strips off her dress, sits back on M’s lap): Yes, I’ve been so naughty!
M (holding her by the hair, still using the edge of his hand, hit each of T’s breasts several times)
T: Beat me! Hurt me!
M: You want to be hurt? Take off your bra!
T (eagerly takes off bra and throws it away)
M (grabs one breast and holds it tightly (close up) while, using his palm now, slams his hand into each breast (close up) half a dozen times (fully shot to show holding her by the breast while hitting her, her arms spread wide, defenseless); T is becoming delirious with joyful/pain).
M (shoves her off his lap and onto the floor): On your knees! Hands behind you! Head back! Lean back!
T (crawls to the middle of the rug on the floor and does as instructed)
M (kneels on the floor in front of T and punches her in each breast a number of times with his fist; T responds with little shrieks. M hits her again, very hard, sprawling her on her floor, face down. He slips his hand under her, grabs her breast and pulls her by her breast onto her back (close up of this action). She lies, arms spread wide, breathing hard. He straddles her, grabs her breasts, and pulls her up till she is bent at the waist. She hangs by her breasts in his hands, arms limp, head hanging back.)
M: You think you were going to get away with all your sins? (Shakes T up and down) Did you? (shakes her up and down more, pushing and pulling her by her breasts; view sides and from above as he does) Did you think you could seduce me and escape your punishment? (shakes her) Did you?
T (finally trying to remove his hands, without success): No, no! I didn’t mean anything! I know I deserve what’s happening!
M (shoves her to the floor and sits again at his desk, consulting his papers): That beating was just for trying to avoid being disciplined for your worst sins against Christmas. Do you understand that?
T (Still on the floor): Yes. I’m sorry. I won’t do that again! I promise! I’ll take what’s coming to me.
M: You certainly will. (Consults papers) I’m coming to the end of the list, and I see here, you have two of the worst possible sins. The second worst sin is, you have told children that Father Christmas doesn’t exist!
T: But—but—I’ve never seen him! I might be working all day for someone’s imagination!
M: And you compound the sin to me! Stand up! By the fire, face me and take your punishment!
T (stands, feet together, in front of the fire)
M: Deny Father Christmas, will you? (slaps her face hard, a dozen times)
T (astonished, after the last slap): Show him to me!
M: You’re just making it worse for yourself! (slaps her breasts a dozen times)
T (crying): I’ve done nothing wrong! He’s not real!
M: Hands behind your head!
T (clasps hands behind her head, staring at M, knowing she is going to be hit): Do it!
M (punches T hard in left breast four times (close up!)
T (at fourth hit, staggers backward)
M: What are you doing? I’m not done!
T (resumes her position, hands behind her head)
M (punches each breast several times on the nipple, and sideways (close ups), total six hits)
T (doubles over, hands over her chest)
M: Stand up! You’re not finished!
T (resumes position, hands behind her head)
M: Father Christmas does exist! (punches each breast three times, hard than ever, finishes with one more vicious breast punch that sends T to the floor; she lies on her side, arms stretched above her head)
M: Some elf you were! (Kicks her in the breasts, rolling her across the floor several times, then returns to desk)
T (slowly recovers, gathering her clothes (bra, dress, gloves, cap)as M returns to his desk; as he checks off items, she starts to stumble toward the door)
M: Wait! There’s just one more thing.
T (actually frightened now): I haven’t done anything else!
M: Yes, you have. (Leaves desk and pulls T by her hair back into the room, to the large chair. He pulls the ottoman into the middle of room while still holding T).
M (holding T by the hair) You’ve told children THERE’S NO SUCH THING AS CHRISTMAS!!! That is an offense worthy of death!
T: Nooooo!
M (sits on ottoman, pulling T down backward so she is lying across his legs, on her back)
M: There is no greater offense, and no greater punishment! (Wraps a red stocking around T’s neck and tightens it. As T struggles against the beginning of the strangulation): Choose between being beaten to death (punches her breast on the nipple) or being strangled! (tightens stocking)
T (Speechless, terrified)
(For the next several minutes, T alternately tries to stop the strangulation and stop the beating. When her hands try to pull the stocking away, M punches her breasts until T tries to protect her breasts with her hands. When she tries to protect herself, he tightens the stocking a little more, edging her closer to asphyxiation. This process repeats itself 3-4 times (distance shots and close ups). Finally, T realizes she being strangled and death is near, so she stops trying to protect her breasts. She claws at the stocking while M repeated punches each breast, harder and harder, trying to distract her; T lets him hit her, because she’s just trying to survive. But it’s too late. Slowly, even as M continues to hit her, her arms fall back behind her head. M cinches the stocking down and punches her breasts until T shows no signs of life, and hangs limply across his lap. He lifts her head by the stocking and shakes it, then pulls it back down and punches her breasts several more times (clearly seen). Finally, he rolls her off his lap onto the floor, and kicks her onto her back.)
M (kneels and straddles her, grabs her breasts and pulls her up into a sitting position; she hangs by her breasts, dead, in his hands (mandatory: (1) side view, (2) close up, (3) camera moving from behind T, seeing her face, up and over her to look down on her breasts in M’s hands) and (4) view from high up above): Naughty, naughty elf! Father Christmas is the nicest old man in the world, and there’s no place for tarts like you, who question his existence and ruin children’s dreams! (Drops her, stands and stomps on each breast several times hard enough to bounce her off the floor, saying “Bad elf!” with each stomp).
M (returns to desk, consults papers): So much to do, so much to do! (He works for a while, until his eyes stray and he sees a boy’s toy still unwrapped—a toy pistol that shoots rubber suction cup darts [e.g. by the Dreidel Company Detective Set, less than USD $10 on Amazon]. He looks at T’s body, and has an idea.
He props T’s body up against a wall (using whatever means you like to keep her upright), then takes some women’s lipsticks and draws round targets on her breasts, with her nipples as the bullseyes, then amuses himself for a while shooting the suction cup darts against her breasts (2x the 10-11 darts). She stands passively, restrained up against the wall, head to one side, eyes open, lips slightly parted, as the darts hit her breasts and nipples (close ups), though they simply indent her breasts but don’t stick. He enjoys this at first, but quickly tires of it. He looks at T, looks around the room, and decides it needs more decoration. He ties her hands behind her back and her arms to each other (she is limp, so he has to continually manhandle her, pushing her up against a wall and holding her there alternately by her neck, her hair, and just one breast), and then ties her feet together and, ties her thighs together, then wraps her body in a string of lighted Christmas lights (including wrapping some tightly around her breasts), puts her red stocking cap on her head, and hangs her by the neck from the ceiling. )
M (pours himself a drink and works at his desk as T dangles in the background): So much to do! So much to do!
(The clock ticks by the hours, till it is near midnight. M finally lowers T and takes off all the lights and wrappings. He then makes out a label: “Return to workshop. Defective elf merchandise.” He then pulls out a large cardboard box and stuffs T into it, then stuffs packing papers around her, seals it up, put on the label and has it carted off by more helpers.
M (back at his desk): So much to do, so much to do!
(There’s a knock at his door, and another beautiful, sexily clad elf comes in and says): “Is this where I come to be punished for my sins?”
Max winks at the camera.")
