Posted by the Panther on January 15, 2006 at 12:59:01:
Angelina Jolie lay on the terrace of her rented penthouse apartment in Monaco. The brunette bombshell lay on her belly on a lawnchair watching the surf pound into the beach below. She was dressed in a simple light gray one piece swimsuit and the warm sun beating down on her body seemed to have a lethargic effect on her. She was nearly asleep and didn't hear as someone crept quietly up to her resting place. Angelina's green eyes snapped open wide and her whole body stiffened as hands lay on her shoulders. Much to her surprise the hands began to gently, but firmly massage the tense muscles in her shoulders.
"Just relax, Ms. Jolie. That's why you're here." a low feminine voice said.
Angelina lay her head back down on her pillow and closed her eyes. As her massage continued she couldn't help but notice that it was being performed not with the skill of a trained masseuse, but with the tenderness of a lover's carress.
"You don't work for the hotel do you?" Angeline asked.
"Not exactly."
"What paper are you with?" Angelina asked.
"None."
Angelina smiled as the masseuse began to work her way down the actress' back.
"You're pretty good, for an amateur." Angelina commented.
"How do you know I'm not a professional?"
"Your touch is too light." Angelina answered with a smile.
"Well if you don't like it, I'll stop." said the masseuse as she slapped Angelina's butt.
Angelina rolled over on her side with a conceited smile on her face.
"I didn't say I didn't like it..." Angelina's voice trailed off and her smile faded into a look of disbelief.
Angelina's eyes widened as she looked into the deep brown eyes of a woman the world knew as Charlotte Casiraghi, but in Monaco she was known as Princess Charlotte. Angelina rolled back off her chair stammering:
"P-Princess. I-I mean Your Highness...I don't know what to say."
"Call me Charlotte, most of my friends do." Charlotte said with a warm gentle smile.
"I would be honored." Angelina said as she picked herself up off the floor.
Charlotte smiled as she walked around the lawnchair to help dust Angelina off.
"Do you always surprise people like this?" Angelina asked.
"I saw your name on the register and I couldn't resist. My family owns this hotel so it wasn't too hard to get a pass key."
"On your way to the pool?" Angelina asked when she noticed for the first time the Princess was wearing a skimpy barely there green bikini.
"I had been. You're dressed for it, care to join me?" Charlotte asked.
"Who could turn down a Royal invitation?" Angelina asked.
"Mine? in Monaco? No one."
"Let me grab a towel and a wrap and I'll be right with you." Angelina said as she walked into the room.
Charlotte followed the actress into the room with a devious smile on her face. She walked into the office area of the penthouse and slumped down in a comfortable chair behind a huge desk. The Princess smiled as she looked over the titles of some screen plays that Angelina had been considering. Angelina walked into the room with a robe wrapped around her and an oversized towel slung over her shoulder.
"Even on vacation I can't get away from work." Angelina explained.
Charlotte stood and reached toward Angelina hesitantly. Then she seemed to regain her courage and brushed a stray lock of hair out of Angelina's face.
"I-I have another Royal invitation for you." Charlotte said meekly as she lay her hand on Angelina's cheek.
Angelina smiled slightly and Charlotte slid her hand down Angelina's robe until she reached the belt.
"If you put it like that, how can I refuse?" Angelina said.
Charlotte untied Angelina's robe and pushed it off her shoulders. Charlotte lay her left hand on Angelina's cheek as she stepped closer to the actress. Angelina closed her eyes as their full lips met. The actress had no inkling that Charlotte's right hand was laying on the desk and had no reason to suspect that she was reaching for a letter opener. Charlotte watched with a hint of maniacal glee in her eye as Angelina's eyes popped open when she slid the letter opener deep into Angelina's belly. Angelina's eyes narrowed as the pain of what had just happened set in. She tried to break away, but Charlotte's grip was like a vise and she moved every time Angelina did. Charlotte turned and twisted and ground the letter opener up and down in Angelina's belly slashing her innards to pieces. Angelina could do nothing more than let out muffled whimpers of pain as she twisted in pain. Charlotte relaxed her grip a little when she tasted blood in her mouth. A faint trail of blood trickled from the corner of Angelina's mouth as Charlotte broke away.
"Why?" Angelina gasped.
"It's fun, besides the look of hopelessness on your face was worth it." Charlotte giggled.
"You...You tore my guts apart. There's no surgeon in the world that can fix the damage you did." Angelina groaned as she fell to a seated position.
Charlotte put her foot on Angelina's belly and pushed her down on her back.
"You just lay there and squirm like a good little girl and I might slit your pretty throat and end it for you quickly." Charlotte said.
The door opened and a man in a security uniform walked in.
"You did it again, didn't you?" asked the guard.
"And I'll keep doing it and you'll keep covering it up, if you want to keep a job."
"I'm sorry, Charlotte, I just can't keep covering this up." the guard said as he drew a gun.
Charlotte smiled as she looked at the revolver pointed at her head. She grabbed the man's wrists and pulled the gun down. The gun went off between them and Charlotte stiffened. She staggered back and looked down in shock at a bullet wound in her bare belly.
"I had no idea that hurt so much." Charlotte gasped as she staggered toward the terrace.
"Your Highness, you can't get away." the guard said.
"I'll die as I lived, above everyone else." Charlotte screamed as she dove over the railing.
Twenty seven stories down the pretty Princess came crashing into the roof of a car parked in front of the door, leaving her sexy body a bloody mess. In the room above the guard looked down at Angelina who still lay gasping in pain.
"Sorry Ms. Jolie, but she did a number on your insides. The best I can do is put you out of your misery." the guard said.
He pointed the gun down and fired twice. Angelina stiffened and raised her head up off the floor as bullets tore through her big tits. She lay back on the floor with her big green eyes blank. Both Charlotte and her victim were dead.