Posted by tina on March 11, 2008 at 05:33:18:
Hi, everyone! Here is the next installment of my favorite strangler. Enjoy!
“Jenna Morris: Stripped for Strangulation”
By Tina
Charlie dialed the number on the card he had found in the wallet he had lifted at the airport.
“Fantasy Nights Escorts, how may I help you?” the sultry voice said on the other end of the line.
“You can come over here and let me strangle you,” Charlie thought to himself but said, “This is Ron Chaney. I’m staying in the presidential suite at the Orlando Ritz Carlton. I’d like some companionship this evening say about 8:00.”
“Ah, yes, Mr. Chaney, did you have someone particular in mind,” the receptionist’s tone got even sexier as she recognized the name as a regular client.
“I’m interested in someone who likes it physical,” Charlie stated and then added, “you know what I mean?”
“Do you mean...ah....rough, sir?” the girl asked with obvious understanding.
“Yes, exactly,” Charlie agreed with satisfaction.
“I believe Jenna Morris is just the woman for you, sir,” the sexy voice said, “and it appears she is available this evening.”
“I recognize the name,” Charlie said as he pictured the well known blond, “she will be perfect.”
“Very good,” the voice replied, “I will call back within the hour with your confirmation.”
“By the way,” Charlie added, “Tell Miss Jenna I prefer a lady in stockings.”
“Very good, sir,” the woman said and Charlie could almost feel her smile through the phone.
Charlie returned the receiver to its cradle and lay back on the bed. Being raised in a brothel had provided Charlie with knowledge and expertise denied the average man. Of course there was the obvious delight of having all those ladies mother you. But in addition they had introduced him to the mysteries of sex. Charlie had a gentle touch and had learned very quickly how to pleasure a woman with his hands. Even before puberty Charlie was able to satisfy a woman with his expert touch.
There had been other more surprising lessons to be learned in that house of ill repute. One of the girl’s father was a master locksmith. A trade that the gentleman supplemented as a successful cat burglar. Charlie had learned to pick any lock in a matter of minutes. Another of the prostitutes had taught Charlie the finer points of picking a pocket.
Charlie Smith had never relied on these nefarious talents for his living. However, the tricks of the trade often came in handy for the South Side Strangler. Poor Ron Chaney would be out several thousand dollars before Charlie was finished. Of course that would be the least of Mr. Chaney’s concerns.
Charlie picked up the telephone and called room service.
“Please send up a bottle of Perrie Jouet to the presidential suite.”
“Very good, sir.”
The sun was slowly setting as Charlie gazed at the panoramic view of Orlando.
* * * *
“Mr. Chaney, Jenna said she will be delighted to join you at 8:00 this evening.”
“Thank you very much.”
The champagne was chilled. His lady was on her way. Charlie smiled.
* * * *
She was taller than Charlie had expected. He was a shade over six feet tall and Jenna Morris was looking him almost squarely in the eyes as he ushered her into the suite. As she moved a little ahead, her firm ass swaying provocatively, Charlie noticed the five inch heels of her white sandals. She moved with easy grace on the skyscraper heels. The heels accentuate the curve of her gorgeous legs that were clad in sheer white nylons.
Charlie was impressed.
“Oh, Mr. Chaney, champagne,” Jenna purred as she spotted the chilling bottle.
“May I get comfortable?” Jenna asked.
Charlie took a seat on the couch. He gently rolled the bottle in the ice bucket as he gazed at the lovely figure of his companion.
“Please do, Miss Morris.”
“I’ll let you call me Jenna as long as you call me often,” the beautiful blond laughed and Charlie laughed right along with her.
She walked to where he sat, turned and bent at the knees. The lovely ass, barely covered by the slinky dress was now at eye level. Charlie admired the view.
“Unzip me, please.”
Charlie pulled the zipper slowly down revealing a smooth patch of tanned skin. The zipper stopped just where Jenna’s lovely ass began. Charlie watched as the woman shrugged out of the top of her mini-dress. She did a little shimmy as she slowly withdrew her arms. Then Jenna let the top fall away revealing firm full breasts. This was followed by a bump and grind of hips as the dress slid down over Jenna’s legs. She let the white dress fall to the floor.
“Am I acceptable, sir?” Jenna said as she struck a pose, cupping her breasts in each palm.
The stripper was now barely covered by a satin g-string and white garter hose. Charlie applauded his approval as he poured two glasses of champagne. Jenna took the glass of bubbly from Charlie as she slid her ass onto the couch next to where he sat. He idly played with her thigh, his hand moving from sheer white leg, to lace stocking top and on to the silky bare thigh.
“You have lovely legs, Jenna,” Charlie said as he stroked the firm thighs.
“Why thank you Ron,” Jenna purred between sips of the bubbly.
When she finished her drink she moved over to a side chair. She stood with her back to Charlie. With a flick of her wrist the bow on the waist band of her thong was untied. She dangled the tiny triangle of cloth at arms length. Then to Charlie’s amazement she did a kind of summersault into the cushy chair opposite him. Her nylon clad legs were over the back of the chair. Her head dangled down over the chair seat with her mouth open and inviting. Her hands massaged her luscious breasts as Charlie eyed the parted red lips.
“Come here, lover,” she said in a throaty whisper.
Charlie did not usually partake of regular sex with his ladies. But Jenna was such a fascinating specimen he decided to make an exception. He stood, unfastened the belt of his robe and then let the robe drop to the floor as he walked toward Jenna’s waiting mouth.
She reached out and took hold of his already erect cock. Jenna had to lift her head only slightly as Charlie slid his erection between her full lips. He watched her continue to play with her left nipple as her right hand massaged his balls. His hips were moving slowly forward and back. Charlie had never had better oral sex. Jenna’s mouth was exquisite as she serviced his rock hard member.
Then Jenna reached both hands behind Charlie’s butt to help encourage his thrusts. Her mouth was hot and his cock was growing stiffer as she sucked him. Charlie bent forward and his hands took up the task of keeping Jenna’s nipples erect. He gently tweaked first one and then the other. At one point he bent low enough to lick Jenna’s left breast. He blew cool air on the wet nipple and watched dark goose flesh form.
“oooo ave ood ands,” Jenna mumbled from around Charlie’s stiff prick as she continued her expert treatment of his swollen tool. The vibration of her speech added to the stimulation of Charlie’s cock.
“uuummm or e,” Jenna coaxed as her fingers gently squeezed Charlie’s balls.
Charlie responded by shooting hot cum into Jenna’s hungry orifice. She managed to continue to suck his prick even as she swallowed every drop of salty semen.
After a minute Charlie staggered back to the couch.
“Wow, that was fantastic,” Charlie said as Jenna deftly flipped around on the chair.
“Get ready for round two, darling,” Jenna said with a wicked smile as she kicked off her high heeled sandals.
She quickly peeled off her garter stockings. From her tote bag Jenna retrieved two pairs of handcuffs. As Charlie watched she locked a cuff around each wrist and then walked over to the Jacuzzi.
“I just love partying in the presidential suite,” Jenna said as she flicked a button to activate the hot tub jets.
She walked down into the bubbling water. She sat on the bottom step and reached out with her left hand. With a practiced move she snapped the free end of the handcuff around the sturdy metal hand rail. She repeated this with her right wrist. Jenna was now effectively cuffed to the Jacuzzi hand rails. Her nude body was open and inviting.
“Oh, silly, me,” Jenna laughed over her shoulder at Charlie, “I left the key in my bag.”
“A damsel in distress,” Charlie responded as he rose from the couch.
He picked up Jenna’s hose from the floor. Charlie slowly wound the white nylons around his palms as he walked to the Jacuzzi. Jenna eyed the man and the hosiery. She got a peculiar look in her eyes as he approached.
“How did you know I like it rough?” Jenna asked as Charlie walked down into the water.
“I saw you on E!,” Charlie replied quite truthfully, “Besides, the girl at the escort service said you were the perfect lady for me.”
“Are you going to snuff me with my stockings,” Jenna asked as she felt herself getting aroused again.
She loved sex of all kind but two things really got her hot. A fat cock plugging her airway and being strangled during sex. Jenna had already felt Charlie’s cock in her throat. And he had not disappointed. His cock was long and lovely and had filled her mouth to perfection. He might have cum in her mouth but she had three orgasms as he was still warming up.
Jenna looked at the hose stretched out between her lover’s hands.
“Snuff me, baby,” Jenna whispered as she dangled helplessly from the Jacuzzi railings.
“What ever you say, Jenna.”
Charlie looped the stocking around Jenna’s neck being careful not to snag her blond hair.
“That’s right, baby, strangle me with my stockings,” Jenna urged as she felt the soft nylon being wrapped around her slender throat.
The waistband of the hose dangled down in the water as Charlie got a firm grip on the snow white ligature. As he began to pull on the legs of the hose he bent his mouth next to Jenna’s left ear.
“I should warn you, I’m the South Side Strangler,” Charlie confided.
“OH YEAH SNUFF ME BABY,” Jenna screamed playing along with Charlie’s gag.
“This guy was really cool,” Jenna thought. She was really getting into the mood as Charlie drew the sheer nylons tighter and tighter. Jenna was so aroused that she was initially oblivious to her breath being completely cut off by his strangulation. The sexy blond was used to men who usually wimped out when it was time for action. They might like to pretend to do you rough but none really followed through.
But Charlie was yanking on her stockings and Jenna was having a hard time catching her breath. Then it was she who decided to wimp out. She tried to tell Charlie to ease up. That is when Jenna discovered that she had no voice.
“Aaaaccckkkkkkkk......unnnnnn...errrrrr.....guck.”
High pitched squeals and strangled chirps came out of Jenna’s mouth as she tried to tell Charlie he was really strangling her. The nylons were biting cruelly into her skin and she could not breathe at all. Jenna was gagging as Charlie forcibly pulled on her lovely stockings.
“....I’m the South Side Strangler...I’m the South Side Strangler.....I’m the South Side Strangler...”
The phrase kept echoing in the back of Jenna’s brain. Suddenly Jenna realized her date was serious. He was the strangler. For the first time Jenna realized she could not get any air past the nylons being drawn tightly around her neck. She pulled frantically at the handcuffs as her body bounced hard on the Jacuzzi steps. The metal cuffs clanged against the railings but continued to hold Jenna firmly in their cruel grasp.
“That’s right baby,” Charlie said, “I like for my ladies to struggle.”
Jenna looked up at the strangler. Her vision was beginning to blur but it seemed like he was smiling at her. She could see her legs splashing about in the water as she struggled to break free. Jenna’s handcuffs were regulation reinforced steel and she knew there was no escape. The stocking seemed to get tighter as she struggled and her lungs were fast running out of air. Her head seemed like it would burst at any second.
That was when Charlie looped the nylons around Jenna’s throat a second time. He took hold of the stockings with his right hand. His left hand moved from Jenna’s neck to her right breast. The nipple was still firm and erect. He squeezed Jenna’s breast with his palm as he rolled the nipple between his fingers.
Jenna continued to struggle as Charlie fondled her ample breasts. The white hosiery loosened ever so slightly and Jenna was able to gasp in some air. She became aware of Charlie’s hand fondling her breasts. She moaned as Charlie massaged each breast in turn.
“His hands feel so good on my body,” the woman thought as Charlie continued to massage her firm tits.
“You have a lovely body, dear,” Charlie said as his hand moved down Jenna’s flat tummy.
She moaned again as an orgasm rose inside her.
“This is certainly exciting,” she thought as her brain recovered a little from the fog of the initial strangulation.
Then Charlie’s hand was between her legs. His fingers were sliding inside her wet pussy. The Jacuzzi pump suddenly stopped and Jenna could see Charlie’s hand under the water rubbing her sex. Her mouth opened and she tried to scream her delight but the hosiery, still wound fairly tight around her neck allowed only a strangled exclamation of her arousal.
Her attacker’s middle finger was deep inside Jenna’s slit as she felt an orgasm begin to rise. His palm was rubbing against her erect clitoris and the fireworks were building. Jenna began to madly hunch Charlie’s hand under the water.
“OOHHHH....OHHHH,” she moaned past the ligature.
‘Its no wonder I like it rough,” Jenna thought as Charlie held tight to the stocking and just as tight to her twat.
Jenna was literally fucking his finger as another huge orgasm rippled up her spine. Her whole body felt like a big tingle as Charlie continued to finger fuck her pussy. She planted her feet on the bottom of the tub and pushed her ass up as her orgasm peeked. Charlie’s finger moved around inside her. As one orgasm subsided it was quickly followed by another. Jenna was writhing against Charlie’s hand and he could see her face light up.
The beautiful blond escort was still in the throws of the latest climax when Charlie withdrew his hand from her cunt. He took hold of Jenna’s garter hose with both hands again. He carefully wound the ends of the white nylons around his palms and then steadily drew the ligature tight.
Jenna opened her eyes and looked up at Charlie’s face. Then she shook her head frantically. She wanted this to go on forever. Jenna was having the most delicious experience of her sexual life and she definitely wanted it to continue.
“NO...NO....DON’T STOP,” Jenna tried to yell at Charlie as he started to strangle her in earnest.
Jenna pulled frantically at her cuffed wrists. The metal cuffs again clanked against the hand rails in an increasing crescendo of noise. Charlie looked at the lovely face as it gradually turned from a bright red to a dull violet. Jenna’s well defined cheek bones were suddenly lost in the puff y expression caused by the unrelenting pressure of the strangulation. Her eyes were half closed but her mouth was completely open.
Jenna’s bloated tongue flapped against her gaping lips as she tried vainly to draw one more precious breath. Her head moved slowly from side to side as though she were looking for someone to rescue her. But the South Side Strangler held the nylons tight and there would be no salvation for Jenna that evening. Jenna was going to become one of Charlie’s ladies.
After several minutes Jenna’s movements had stopped. Her body floated peacefully in the still water as Charlie held the white nylons tight. Then he looped the legs around again and knotted the murder weapon off under Jenna’s chin. He let her slip back into the water. Her body was suspended by the wrists from the hand rail with her head back in the water. The loops of white nylon were clearly visible still wound tightly around Jenna’s long neck. The fifteenth victim of the South Side Strangler was stripped and strangled.
Charlie punched the Jacuzzi button again and watched the water swirl around Jenna’s corpse.
“Just relax, darling,” Charlie said, “I’ll let myself out.”