Strangle, Death Fetish, Snuff, Shooting, Abuse, Rape, Bagging, Peachy Keen Films

High-powered executive Mr. Wild receives a troubling phone call. His company’s new goodie-two-shoes accountant Ashley has been asking two many questions about the latest linesheets. It seems she’s come close to stumbling on his many financial improprieties. He tricks her into coming over to his place with all of her findings. He offers to help her get to the bottom of this. Ashley arrives looking very much like the bookish nerd that’s proven to be such an unlikely thorn in Mr. Wild’s side. Her hair is worn tight and pulled back and thickly framed glasses adorn her face. Only her bright red lipstick belies any semblance of sexuality. Her plain white blouse and skirt are rumpled from long hours at the office poring over these potential incriminating documents. Mr. Wild sits Ashley down on his leather sofa and has her go over everything she’s found. It soon becomes clear to Mr. Wild that Ashley is already suspecting him of being involved in the financial irregularities. He spins his expert lies and allows Ashley to let her guard down a bit. Mr. Wild stealthily rolls up on her and covers her mouth with a chloroform-soaked rag. Ashley kicks wildly, her screams muffled by the rag. She soon succumbs to the noxious fumes and passes out. With Ashley unconscious, Mr. Wild is free to go through her phone and delete all the incriminating evidence she found.

The foolish girl has already admitted to him that she hasn’t shown the documents to anyone else. She’s the only one who knows. He removes Ashley’s blouse and let’s down her hair. She has surprisingly nice tits. He wonders why she never shows them off. He binds the girls hands with a tight zip tie and strips off the rest of her clothes. Seeing Ashley in a new light now that she’s stripped out of her stodgy business attire, Mr. Wild takes his time sucking on her nipples before moving down her belly and going down on his unconscious victim. He’s surprised to see that she has a pierced clit hood. Who would have thought that the office nerd was a closet freak? Oh, what fun they could have had if he had known sooner, but now it’s too late. He strips of his clothes and slides his girthy rod into Ashley’s pussy. He fucks the drugged girl on his couch, her hands bound above her head. Ashley is rudely awakened to see that she’s been stripped and bound, and her boss is balls deep inside her. He covers her whimpering mouth with his hand and keeps plowing her tight twat. This is what happens to nosey bitches. Somehow, Ashley slips her wrists out of the zip tie and scratches at Mr. Wild. She momentarily escapes from him, but he quickly subdues her and re-binds her wrists, extra tight this time. He puts Ashley on her knees and forces her to gag on his big cock. Using just her mouth, Ashley is forced to orally pleasure Mr. Wild. She chokes on his meat and drool drips down her chin and onto her breasts. He pulls her hair roughly and smacks his cock against her cheeks. Mr. Wild shoots thick ropes of hot cum down Ashley’s throat. She begs to be freed, but he knows that’s not possible.

Mr. Wild wraps a cruel black cord around Ashley’s neck and pulls it tight. She flails her bound hands and kicks her feet, but is unable to free herself. She sputters and makes disgusting choking sounds. Mr. Wild makes sure to drag out her strangulation long and slow. This is what she gets for interrupting his weekend. Ashley’s writhing slows and turns into grotesque twitching; death throes. Finally, her gurgles fall quiet and she lies still. Another whistleblower silenced. Mr. Wild picks up the dead girl and poses her ass-up on his sofa. He deep-dicks the dead girl, a scarlet ligature mark scarring her pale neck. He grabs thick handfuls of her booty and focuses on maximally plowing her tight pussy. It’s the last action it will ever get. Ashley’s blank, dead face gets mushed into the leather cushion. He flips the corpse over and lifts her one leg up. He hammers her cunt hard, driving his meat deeper and deeper inside her, until he’s practically punching her cervix with his helmet. Mr. Wild always loved a good hate fuck and it’s somehow sexier when the bitch is already dead. He pulls out and shoots some more cum all over Ashley’s tummy. He told her he would take care of everything and he did.

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