Posted by tina on May 04, 20012 at 08:41:23:
Hi, everyone! Hers is the second story about poor brianna malone. Enjoy!
“Brianna’s Suicidal 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 neckties, one a blue and white striped and the other a light gray solid. 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 neckties. 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 that the dead girls’s 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 neckties 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.
The counter girl returned with a bag containing Brianna’s dress, skirt and sweater. She was looking at the tag and said, “Oh, you have some ties, also.” The girl went to another area and soon returned carrying shorter plastic bag covering a hanger that contained two silk ties.
“Thank you, I had forgotten about those,” Brianna said. She looked at the ties and the plastic bag. Brianna’s mind began to churn with excitement and anticipation.
She paid the girl and hurriedly left the cleaners. She could hardly wait to get home but now she had to make one more stop.
* * * *
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 father’s ties and tossed it on the bed next to Danny’s ties. She put the hanger with her father’s ties on the door of the master bedroom.
She was finally ready.
Brianna removed all her clothes except for her panties. She then went to her lingerie drawer. Under the pile of silky slips and chemises was her dildo. She returned to the bed, pulled her panties down and began to tease herself with the phallus. She was careful not to touch the bottom part hoping to preserve Danny’s fingerprints.
He had used it on her the previous weekend. Brianna started to cry as she thought back on how the next day Danny had called her a whore and a slut. He had said he never wanted anything to do with her ever again. Danny did not know Brianna was suicidal and he had pushed her over the edge.
As these unpleasant thoughts filled her head 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 one of the ties. She tied a slipknot in the narrow end of the tie and then wrapped the tie around the right post, knotting it securely. Brianna made sure the loop in the tie was open enough to slide her hand through. She took another tie and repeated the process on the left-hand post. She did not leave quite as big a loop in the left-hand tie.
“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 tightly to the right leg of the bed with one of Danny’s striped ties. She then stood up, spread her legs out as far as she could and bent to tie her left ankle on the left side of the bed. The solid gray tie she used was made of a slick material that felt sensuous against Brianna’s skin.
“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 necktie on the left side and then reached over to make sure she could reach the tie secured to the right side. It was a stretch but she thought she could manage to do it.
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. Her diary would make that clear to everyone. 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 the last tie. It was a black silk tie and one of Danny’s favorites.
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 tie around her throat. She put an overhand knot in the tie and then quickly pulled the ends to seal the bag shut.
Brianna hurriedly reached up to the left post, grasped the loop of tie 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 loop tightened 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 loop of the other tie. She knew from the times she had done this with stockings or pantyhose 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.
“I didn’t know suicide could be so arousing,” Brianna thought to herself as she slowly slid her fingers through the colorful tie.
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 looped tie. 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 reached with her hands but there was no give in the neckties as there had been when she had used her nylons. 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.
Suddenly and with chilling certainty Brianna knew she was indeed going to die. As much as she wanted death and wanted Danny to be blamed she now struggled like a tiger to free herself from her own trap. This seemed to set off a whole new orgasmic wave as sheer panic mixed with her heightened erotic feeling.
Brianna screamed but there was no one there to hear. The sound was grotesque in her ears, as the scream seemed to vibrate within her plastic shroud. As her air slowly ran out her hysteria grew. She tugged with all her might at Danny’s neckties. 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 nothing in particular. Her arms finally lost all strength and came to rest on the bed, the fingers frozen in curled claws.
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. Brianna’s body shuddered once and then lay still in death.
* * * *
“Must keep an open mind, young man, until we have all the facts,” the detective said after a thoughtful pause, “the way she was 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 coroners inquest reviewed testimony from several witnesses.
Brianna’s best friend, Kimmy, assured the jurors that Brianna was upbeat, despite her recent breakup. It was her opinion Brianna would not have committed suicide.
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.
The detective in charge of the investigation read several passages from Brianna’s diary that included references to a suspect in the case. These outlined some very graphic sexual games between the suspect and the deceased. He also testified that the neckties binding the wrists and ankles all belong to the deceased ex-boyfriend. The tie around the victims neck was a Christmas present from the deceased to the same individual.
Brianna’s ex-boyfriend declined to testify. His lawyer presented a statement that said Danny had no knowledge or involvement in the tragic 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 but could involve other individuals contributing that death.
The coroner’s inquest found that Brianna had been murdered by person or persons unknown.
Based on that verdict the District Attorney charged Danny with first degree murder and had him arrested. Danny’s lawyer is trying to get Danny to plead guilty to manslaughter as part of a plea bargain. Danny still claims he had nothing to do with Brianna’s death.