Meet 'Karina' A still from a new victim of Mr. Johnson's

Mr. Johnson couldn't believe he had succeeded in disposing of the prostitute. It was as if nothing happened. There was no investigation, no enquiry of any kind. It was as if she didn't exist. Still, he was paranoid. He had the feeling that at any moment the police would come knocking on his door. He waited a few months but still nothing, and slowly but surely the confidence came back that the hooker he'd stuffed in the freezer at his lake house would stay there forever. I mean who cares about a hooker? Strangely he felt some guilt about what he did, it was like a dark force possessed him and flew him into a bloodlust when he saw her. Over the past month he tried to surpress it, and hoped it was a one time experience in his life. But again, slowly but surely he realized he had taken the first step down a slippery slope. On the news he heard of a killing of a girl on the east coast in some sort of gang-rape initiation. When he saw her photo on the television and hear the details he couldn't help but feel that bloodlust rising to the surface of his being. He envied those men in a cold twisted way. But then he realized providence had unfolded a path for him. The men suspected of committing the murder were all caught except one who was on the run. His daughter and her friend Karina were planning on taking a road trip as part of their first spring break with a group of friends from college. They planned on heading east. Ohhh Karina. Karina was a girl who had known his daughter since high school and had often come around to go swimming at the Johnson house's family pool. Mr. Johnson had learned to suppress a raging stiffy every time he saw her smooth tanned skin slip out of the poolhouse shower and walk across the the cobblestone to sunbath along his daughter. He would hear there giggling and imagine her delicious body trembling which each laugh, glistening in the sunlight. Another quality of Karina is that Mr. Johnson disliked her, she was haughty and liked to talk back and make snide remarks, and he put up with her more for the sake of her fat ass and tits than the fact that she and his daughter were pals. The recent murder presented him an opportunity. Using his vast connections, he would wait until his daughter and Karina left on their road trip, and have the bimbo kidnapped once they arrived on the east coast of the country, far away from his mid-western residence. The police would immediately suspect a link to the perpetrators of the recent murder. He would have her delivered to his lake house, where he could finally teach her the lesson she deserved in peace and quiet, where no one could hear her screams and where she could share an cold shelf with the other worthless cunt in the back of a freezer.


>>17865 Thanks man I appreciate your support, I really do, and I've started on that animation with those parameters. The only thing I can't guarantee in the SBS as I don't know how to do it. It will just be first person.

>>17866 You're right Mr. Johnson needs to come back into the picture. I planned to make him one of my most sadistic killers, slowly but surely. The reason I didn't finish the previous story with him is based on a similar concept to what coth said, that the models aren't similar looking and it looks unbalanced. But I will make sure to give him a wild ride with the fuckbag from the thumbnail.

>>17868 I'm glad you enjoyed and of course I can post a link tomorrow for it if you're interested. Maybe you can check out my keyframes and see where I'm messing up. Do as you please with it if you like. I modify the female model's body as long, as well as hair so if you have any questions just ask. Also if want me to email me directly just post it here unless its private.

>>17878 I'm glad to like it. I still have a shitload of problems with reactive motion and the fucking scenes are the worst of my scenes in my opinion. I need a lot of work there. Hmm the bottle going in her while hanging would have been a good idea yes. I will try to get some blood going in the next few, but to be honest I'm a little afraid of messing thing up with crappy blood particles.


Have a good day everyone!