“Brianna's Murderous Lover”

Posted by tina on May 04, 20012 at 08:49:04:

“Brianna's Murderous Lover”
By Tina

The body lay on its back in the middle of the bed. The legs, from the knees down, were off the foot of the bed and were spread wide. The young woman's ankles were tied with nylon stockings, one navy blue and the other cream colored. Her feet were a few inches off the ground. It appeared she had tried to pull her legs up in an effort to move up toward the head of the bed. Her arms were slightly bent but had been tied above her head. Like her ankles, her wrists were bound tightly with nylons. The headboard was a slat type, with two by two supports at either side. The wrists had been tied to opposite sides. Her fingers, which lay on the bed a good foot from her head, were curled into claws, an indication of her final frenzy to break free.

The patrolman looked at the picture on the nightstand. The attractive brunette in the picture appeared to be about nineteen or twenty. He could not be sure if the face staring at him from the bed was the face in the picture. The hair color was right but that was the only thing that appeared sure to him. He looked at the body, feeling bad that he found it attractive. She was nude except for her panties. Her breasts were firm. He saw the nipples were hard and hoped her death perhaps had not been in total agony. To his dismay he felt himself getting aroused.

"Who could murder such a pretty young girl," he asked a bit nervously of the detective in charge.

The detective was looking closely at the nylon stockings binding the girl's wrists. He finally stood and scratched his head. Turning to the officer he said, "Yes, who indeed would do such a thing?"

* * * *
Brianna gave her ticket to the girl at the dry cleaners. This was her last stop before going home. Her parents were gone for the weekend so she had the house to herself and that just seemed to depress Brianna even more. She had just broken up with Danny and did not look forward to being alone.

The counter girl returned with a bag containing Brianna's dress, skirt and sweater. She was looking at the tag and said, "Oh, you've got some scarves, too." The girl went to another area and soon brought a second bag. Brianna saw two silk scarves hanging under a shorter, sheer plastic bag.

"Thank you, I had forgotten about those," Brianna said as her mind began to churn with excitement and anticipation.

She paid the girl and hurriedly left the cleaners. She could hardly wait to get home now.

* * * *

Brianna hung the dress, skirt and sweater in her closet without even removing them from the bag. She did remove the bag from over her scarves, tossed it on her bed and then hung her scarves in the closet.

Brianna removed all her clothes except for her panties. Brianna was finally ready to play.

She went to her lingerie drawer. Under the pile of silky slips and chemises was her dildo. Next she removed three pairs of nylon stockings from the drawer. She returned to the bed, pulled her panties down and began to tease herself with the phallus.

Danny had used it on her the previous weekend. The way Danny had treated her had made Brianna feel dirty somehow. The next day she called him and told him she never wanted to see him again. Danny had called her a whore and a slut.

"No unpleasant thoughts." Brianna said as she touched her clit with the tip of the plastic dick. Her hands were busy at the same time playing with her breasts.

"Hmmmm, oh, yes," she moaned as she began to heat up. Once she was nice and wet she slid the eight-inch plastic dick in so that just a little of the end was exposed. Brianna then pulled her panties up to keep the fake penis in place.

“Oh, that feels so good,” she thought as she picked up a pair of stockings. She tied a slipknot in each end of a stocking, making sure to leave quite a bit of slack in the middle. She put the stocking around the right hand post of her headboard and tied it off. Brianna then made sure the loops she had tied in the nylon were open enough to slide her hand through. She took the other stocking and repeated the process on the left-hand post.

“OOOHHH!” she exclaimed as an orgasm popped inside her. She wiggled a little feeling the dildo rubbing her exactly the right way. She sat at the end of the bed and tied her right ankle loosely to the right leg of the bed using the navy stocking. She then stood up, spread her legs out as far as she could and bent to tie her left ankle on the foot of the bed with a cream colored stocking.

"Good thing you're limber, Brianna," she laughed as she finished with her ankles. She sat back on the bed and felt another orgasm hit.

She lay down on the bed and reached up above her head. She took hold of the nylon on the left side and then reached over to make sure she could reach the stocking secured to the right side. She also brought her hands down to make sure she could reach her head. It was a stretch but she thought she could manage to do it. From past experience she knew her lovely stockings would stretch as she struggled.

As good as the dildo felt in her young cunt, Brianna knew there was somewhere else that really got her juices flowing. This was something else Danny had shown her. She had made a diary entry about it because it had been her best orgasm ever. She slowly pulled the plastic phallus back out. It was nice and slick with her juices. She stood up again, pulled her panties down in back and bent over. She spread her cheeks with one hand as she began to work the plastic prick into her rosebud asshole.

"Hmmmm, WOW," she shouted as another orgasm hit before even a half inch of the cock was inside her. She gradually worked the dildo in and out, sliding it in a little further with each stroke, until it was buried inside her behind. Brianna pulled her panties back into place. When she sat down the dildo pushed ever so slightly deeper inside her touching off her biggest orgasm yet.

"I think I'm ready," Brianna said to herself as she picked up the plastic bag and a sheer black stocking. She loved to use a black stocking for her game because it made it all the more erotic.

She took a couple of deep breaths then slid the bag over her head. She did not pull it down tight but far enough so she could close the bottom of the bag around her neck. Brianna then looped the sheer stocking around her throat. She put an overhand knot in the stocking and then quickly pulled the ends to seal the bag shut.

Brianna hurriedly reached up to the left post, grasped the loop of stocking with her right hand as she worked it down around her left wrist. Her left arm was pulled out fairly straight above her head. She jerked her hand and the stockings tightened around her wrist but did not give very much. She then pulled herself toward the right side of the bed, reached up with her right hand and gently slipped her fingers into the loops of the other stocking. She knew from the times she had done this before that she had to be careful not to pull prematurely on the loop or it would close before being totally in place around her wrist.

Brianna could no longer hold her breath. As she worked to get her right hand through the circle she tried to take a breath for the first time. The bag immediately sucked down around her face. She blew out and was rewarded with another delicious orgasm. She could feel her muscles clinch around the dildo as it stimulated her. Her panties, by now, were completely soaked from her multiple orgasms.

"Danny’s toy and my bag make a perfect lover," Brianna thought to herself as she slowly slid her fingers through the loops of hosiery.

Brianna was starting to pant now as the effects of asphyxiation grew. Each time she tried to suck in air, the bag closed around her face. Then it would push back out as she exhaled.

She had not really noticed that during her last orgasm her right hand had finally gone all the way into the loops. When her lungs began to burn a little she tried to reach down with her right hand and felt the necktie tighten at her wrist.

"Ohhhh, hmmmmm..." Brianna was startled but then another small orgasm hit and she swam into the pool of ecstasy that enveloped her.

She was breathing faster now and that caused the bag to suck further into her mouth. She could no longer quite blow the bag away from her mouth. She tried breathing through her nose but the plastic collapsed tight against her nostrils.

Then panic hit Brianna as hard and suddenly as the earlier orgasms. This triggered another small orgasm as her body began to struggle. She began to reach her hands down to remove the bag when she felt hands grab hold of her legs. She was being pulled further down the bed.

“Bri, you don't have your ankles tied nearly tight enough”, Danny said, as he pulled the stockings binding her ankles tighter. When he had taken up all the slack and retied the nylons he stood to watch Brianna struggle.

There was now not enough give in the nylons for Brianna to free herself. She pulled up hard with her legs trying to scoot up on the bed. She felt the soft material bite harshly into her ankles as she moved only a few inches. She looked up at her right hand, blurred by the plastic, as she strained to reach her head. She rolled her head to the left and watched her left hand tremble in its effort to break free.

She could see Danny standing over her. Was he smiling? She could not be sure through the haze of plastic.

Suddenly and with chilling certainty Brianna knew she was going to die.

“Dear Bri, I found your diary entries about your asphyxia play,” Danny said as he sat down on the bed next to her, “I think they will call it suicide or perhaps death by misadventure.”

Brianna could hear her ex-boyfriend laugh. It was apparent her play had now turned quite deadly. This seemed to set off a whole new orgasmic wave as sheer panic mixed with her heightened erotic feeling.

Brianna screamed. The sound was grotesque in her ears, as the scream seemed to vibrate within her plastic shroud.

“Save your breath,” Danny said patronizingly, “I’m the only who can hear you.”

As her air slowly ran out her hysteria grew. She tugged with all her might at the nylon stockings binding her wrists and ankles. Brianna pulled with all the force she had left. Suddenly her stomach muscles cramped and she lost control of her movements completely.

The bag was now sucked to the back of her mouth. Her face was blue from the prolonged asphyxiation. Brianna's eyes, wide and pleading, stared through the transparent plastic at the dark shape of her killer. Her arms finally lost all strength and came to rest on the bed, the fingers frozen in curled claws. Brianna's body shuddered once and then lay still in death.

Brianna's lipstick was smeared around her gaping mouth from the plastic sliding back and forth over her lips as she had tried to draw a final breath.

Danny returned the spare key to its hiding place as he left. He disposed of the rubber gloves in a Dumpster on the way home. He could hardly wait to learn of the tragic death of his ex-girlfriend.

* * * *

"Must keep an open mind, young man, until we have all the facts," the detective said after a thoughtful pause, "the way she is tied I have yet to rule out suicide."

"What is that, sir?" the young officer said as he bent and pointed under the bed.

"Hmmm," the inspector hummed as he picked up the small disk, "button...from a shirt."

Danny had not realized he had lost a button off his shirt the last time he had been with Brianna. Danny was about to find out the hard way.

* * * *

A coroner’s inquest reviewed testimony and evidence from several witnesses.

Brianna’s best friend, Kimmy, had testified that Brianna was more mad than sad about breaking up with Danny. She had told the jury she did not believe Brianna had taken her own life.

The forensic pathologist testified that fingerprints not belonging to the deceased were found on the sexual device found with the body. A button belonging to the same person was found on the floor of the bedroom where the body was found. He identified that individual as the ex-boyfriend.

The detective in charge of the investigation read several passages from Brianna’s diary that included several entries detailing her asphyxia games. On one occasion she had written she had just barely been able to free herself. There were also entries about the sexual activity between the deceased and her ex-boyfriend

Brianna’s ex-boyfriend, Danny testified he had not seen Brianna for almost a week. It was his testimony that he wore the shirt with the missing button that day. He further testified, with some embarrassment, that he had handled the sexual object in question on more than one occasion. Danny admitted that he and Brianna had done some fairly kinky things but he claimed ignorance of her asphyxiation fetish. He proved to be a most cooperative and convincing witness. He concluded his testimony by saying he had no knowledge or involvement with the death of his friend.

In charging the jury, the chief coroner said the jury should return a finding that Brianna’s death had resulted from suicide, from misadventure or from murder by person or persons unknown. The coroner further explained that death by misadventure indicated accidental death. Such a finding could identify individuals who contributed to or played a part in the death. In the case of a finding of murder it would be up to the District Attorney’s office and the police to identify and charge those responsible.

The coroner’s jury found that Brianna had died by misadventure with no outside involvement by other individuals.