Another Victim
(M/M/f, snuff, feet, asphyx)

The two men licked their lips as they carried their latest catch out of the van where it had been cuffed in a hogtie position, ankles to wrists, on it’s tummy, it’s mouth stuffed with an over-sized ballgag. It had wet itself and it wriggled and cried, but it was too tired to really put up much of a struggle.
They took it down to the dark cellar and left it there while they stripped and grabbed a couple of beers to drink out on the porch. It had been a couple of days they had been out hunting for prey in the small towns in the South of the state. A few near misses, then the perfect opportunity had presented itself and they had gone swiftly into action.
They didn’t talk much. They had done it a few times now, they might have similar tastes but they knew little of each other's lives and didn’t really want to. Once in a while one of them would get the hunger and they’d agree to meet up.
Bill with a pair of scissors, began to remove its clothes: a pale pink t-shirt and white cotton vest beneath; black leggings and wet panties. On it’s feet some little white sneakers. They all were thrown straight in the incinerator.
Bob had his video camera out and bean to film it. It had lovely pale pink skin that blushed on it’s quivering, soft butt cheeks, light reddish-blonde hair hitched up in two pigtails. Big blue-gray eyes, rimmed with tears. It’s name was Melanie.
Bill wrote her name on the side of the box from where Bob had taken the small black video he had inserted into his video camera. Hello Melody. Congratulations, today you get to star in your own movie. But before we begin, I think you should watch what we did with our last little startlett.
Bill picked another video box from those lining a shelf. It’s title was Pippa.
The video, which now played slightly fuzzily on the old tv began with a girl just like herself, but honey colored skin and hair in a short brown bob. She too was nude, ballgagged, on her tummy with knees bent, with wrists and ankles locked behind her tightly. There was the one called Bob, he was licking the girls toes. He really seemed to like them. He was pumping that big man sausage over her soles. There was a close up of Pippa’s little tied squirming feet covered in spunk. Then the camera moved to her frightened face and another man’s big cock, presumably Bill’s was now ejaculating across her face.
The video moved on and Bill was now readjusting the cuffs so her arms were secured together and her ankles separately through a cable attached to the ceiling- Melanie noticed it in the middle of the room now. Bob used a pully to lift the cable and Pippa up off the floor so she was suspended upside down. The men were licking her between her legs. Bob was eating her plump vulva and Bill had his face buried deep between her ass cheeks. They masturbated over her again. Bill filmed her helpless holes up close and then hovered over her face while Bob put a plastic zip lock around her neck. He was talking to her as she shook and screamed through her ball gag. Bob tightened the plastic wire so it dug into her neck. Pippa’s body upside down began to writhe and jerk as the men stood and watched. Her face turned purple and shit began to leak out of her asshole as she suffocated.
After another minute Pippa was clearly dead. The camera again closed in on her face as Bill removed her ballgag and instead began to push his cock up inside her throat.
Melody had stopped watching. She was sick with fear. Her nude body again quaked in sweat. Don’t worry, honey, Bob grinned, we aren’t going to strangle you. We’ve done that to death. No, this movie is going in a new direction. Care to hear about it before we proceed?...