I have Cynthia Weaver in my arms looking up at me, and I not knowing who it was just walked up behind her and asked her if she was here to be snuffed, as I place my hands around her neck. "Of course."

I hear the chime of me claiming her and she has set her buy price nauseatingly low, with only a few preliminary conditions, of which she has taken care of most of them already. We go back to her villa and she has brought some of her fans to join her in the afterlife, with custom fuckstops to pair off the male fans and have them both be decapitated when they orgasm together. I am lead to her agent also locked into a fuckstop and Cynthia gestures to have my way with her. I feel up her agent's perky breasts and she moans through her gag appreciatively, before I have my way with her and give her an orgasm as I unload into her.

As I step away the fuckstop transforms into an auto taxidermy for the head and a jessica model for the body. Cynthia now nude in her own estate feels me up as we wait for her agent to finish cooking. Her meat was shared with even more fans that I didn't even know were here. Soon everyone that isn't staff, or the two of us is dead and she brings me to her bed for the most vanilla sex I've had on this island.

In the morning she has me abuse her instead to get her in the mood for her own demise. Actually, I think she just wants me to get used to harming her as to make the actual snuff have the opportunity to feel more special. The island cultist shows up to have us be wed and we have a private ceremony, so that when she is gone all of her ass-ets belong to me. The staff brought my private taxidermy device to me, along with my entire collection of heads. "Oh my idols? I get to join them!" She is excited for my toy as much as she is for her own demise. I think she might have had a plan in reserve but it must have been to get me to snuff her like one of my French girls.

Soon her head is in a box and I begin to fuck the life out of her. She soon is a vapid puddle of orgasms, and I leave her staff to maintain her final wishes for her body, while I convert her head to a taxidermy for my collection. I later find out that she outright owned this estate and that I no no longer have to leave the resort. Even in death she knows how to put on a show.

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Name: Villainessa
Age: 18
Traits: Sheltered, ignorant, a confident imperiousness that has never been tested.
Setting: The sheltered daughter of a Duke, though one of many she was one of the ones betrothed to one of the lesser princes. Said prince in typical fashion has fallen in love with another girl and needs a pretense to break the oaths of engagement. Villainessa knows all of the above and is trying to get the prince in trouble instead, for while she is okay with being snuffed she feels like it is her duty to prevent her society's love of death from causing it to commit suicide by snuffing too many of it's members.