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Keywords: strangling gasping snuff
From: anon3a9c@nyx10.nyx.net (Damien)
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Subject: {ASSM} ASA Story: The Best Ever (M/F, gasping, snuff, SC) (REPOST)
Date: Sat, 16 Dec 2000 17:10:02 -0500
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Listen up!  Yes, I mean you!

There's a few things you gotta read before you go on to the story. 

First, there's sexually explicit stuff here.  If you're not old enough to
vote, go on to the next message.  Better yet, unsubscribe to this
discussion group.  Gwan, kid, shoo! And that goes double if sexually
explicit stories are illegal where you are!

Second, this story includes a description of somebody getting killed for
sexual pleasure - maybe the killer's pleasure, maybe the victim's.  Either
way, this isn't milk and cookies.  If you don't want to read about such
things, go away and read another message.

Third, this is a work of <u>fiction</u>!  No actual people or animals were
harmed in the writing of this story.

Fourth, don't try this stuff at home.  You could end up dead!  Over 200
people a year die playing with asphyxia in the USA.  That's not counting
the rest of the world.

Remember, I didn't *make* you read this story.  If you think it's badly
written, that's one thing.  But if you don't like stories about people
getting strangled to death while having sex, don't blame anybody but
yourself.

Here's some blank space to give you a chance to skip to the next message.
After that, you're on your own.






















Summary: This story includes a description of a woman being strangled
to death during sex.  Non-consensual.



			    THE BEST EVER
	    By Ozymandius, somewhat rewritten by A. P. Damien

    She rings the doorbell twice, then one long ring, to signal that it's
her.  The door opens a crack, and she sees one eye peer at her, then
the door then shuts abruptly again.  She doesn't understand.  Is he
mad at her for some reason?  Then she hears a latch slide and the door
opens in front of her.  There he stands, looking playfully at her. She
runs to him, tears welling in her eyes, and throws her arms around his
neck, kissing him.  He puts one hand behind her head, hugging her as
they kiss, and shuts the door with the other. 

    On the other side of the door, the kiss gets even more passionate, as he
runs his hands over her nubile breasts, covered only by a thin silk shirt
with no brassiere underneath.  Her nipples are already hard, and he rolls
them gently between his fingers, sending a ripple of excitement up
her spine.  

    He pulls away, then lifts her gently into his arms and carries her up the
stairs to his bedroom.  He sets her on the bed, then bends over her and
kisses her again, on the mouth, down her neck, to her breasts; she starts
removing her shirt.  He stops to help her, then undoes her belt and jeans
as she loosens his tie.  She lays it around her neck and over her shoulders;
he playfully takes the ends in his hands, pulling them apart.
She leans her head back, sighing with excitement.

    "Hurry," she whispers.

    He drops the tie, then takes off his own pants as she pulls off
her jeans, looking seductively at him.  As he removes his briefs,
she sees his cock already erect and she licks her lips at the sight.

    "Gimme that!"  She whispers forcefully.  

    He moves to the edge of the bed; she takes his cock in her mouth,
sucking it in and out of her small lips, while kicking her jeans off
of her ankles.  She grabs his hips for support, and begins to
deep-throat him.  He moans loudly as her lips slide up and down his shaft.
Her tongue flicks the head expertly, and he marvels at the way this
high-school senior can put so many of his old girlfriends, even his wife,
to shame.

    He grabs the back of her head and pulls her into his crotch, but she
stops, pulls back, and looks up at him.  "Slow down," she whispers
softly.  "I want this one to last -- to be the best ever."

    He looks at her, and nods, almost solemnly.  She looks quizzically at
him, but he just lies down on top of her again, and kisses his way down her
slim, nude teenage body.  He nibbles her nipples, causing her to giggle,
then slides his tongue down to her pussy, where he begins to bite and nibble
her clit.  She grabs his head, throwing her own back, and moans loud
enough for the neighbors to hear if they were home.  He licks her labia
and clit, then thrusts his tongue into her love hole and back to her clit.
She trembles, then spasms as she comes.

    "That was fast," he says playfully as he rises above her, "I thought
you wanted it to last," She giggles, then kisses him greedily and raises
her arms to the bedposts above her.

    He smiles broadly, gestures for her to turn over.  She rolls onto her
stomach, then lifts herself to all fours, rubbing against him.
She reaches up to grab the bedposts, and he methodically places her wrists
into the handcuffs already there.  She looks over her shoulder at him and
moans softly as he closes the clasp on her wrist.  He kisses her then
puts the other one on.

    She positions herself on her knees, and he slides into her tight pussy
from behind.  She lets out a passionate "Oh!" as he slowly pushes his way
into her, then grabs a handful of hair for control.  She begins to moan
loudly again as he fucks her, thrusting his full length into her over and over.
She throws her head back then looks over her shoulder at him.

    "Do it."

    He grabs the tie still looped around her neck, then loops it again, and
ties it into an overhand knot nder her chin.  He takes the ends, pulls them
behind her head, and begins to thrust into her again as he pulls the tie
tight around her neck.

    She starts to moan loudly again, but only manages "oohhhgggh!" as the tie
begins to strangle her.  She leans her head back farther for even
more pressure, and begins to rasp and wheeze.  He tightens the tie more
with each thrust.  Her breath gets thinner, her head begins to whip around,
and she starts  wheezing audibly, gasping for air, at the same time
pushing harder and harder herself against him.  She climaxes again, and he
loosens the tie just a little.

    "No!"  She wheezes.  "Keep going.  I've got another one coming."

    He begins to build up his rhythm again, slowly drawing the ends of the
tie toward him.  She pushes back against him, leaning her head back, and he
pulls the tie tightly around her neck.  As she throws her head
passionately from side to side, he can see the tie digging into her neck
from the back.  She twists around with her head thrown back so he can see
the knot digging its way into her throat, and the sight turns him on
even more.

He pulls the tie as hard as he can now, strangling her with all his
might.  Her head whips around in her passion, and she presses forcefully
against him, then he feels her come again.  He stops, but loosens the
tie only a little.

    She twists to look at him, and wheezes,  "Hey!  Loosen it up,
I can't breathe!"

    But he holds on.  She looks at him curiously, then a little fear comes
into her eyes.  He leans over, kisses her, and looks deep into her eyes.
He then pushes into her again, saying, "This has been a great six months,
Heather, I want you to know.  It's too bad this has to be the last time."

    She looks at him, thinking <<He knows, of course, that I'm leaving
for college tomorrow.  But surely he doesn't KNOW, does he?>>

    He speaks again.  "I really have enjoyed you.  But your friend Priscilla
was here today.  She told me about your... plans."

    <<Oh God, he KNOWS!  Damn you, Priscilla...>>

    "You've been living the fantasy of most of your classmates, you
know that? But you see, I'm still married and have my career to consider."

    <<Oh fuck, please get me out of this...>>

    He resumes his slow motions in her, slowly drawing the tie tighter
around her neck, and she begins to gasp for air.

    "I could live with a divorce, but a member of the school board
can't have that kind of scandal.  I'd lose my job." He starts banging
into her roughly now, but pauses between thrusts so he won't come too
soon.  Her mouth opens wide and her tongue comes out stretching for more air,
but no more comes.  Her breasts heave and her back arches in a vain
attempt to relieve the pressure building inside her chest.

    "I'm glad I got to make your wish come true.  You wanted it to last;
for you this will last forever.  And it's really the best, the ultimate."
She sees spots grow before her eyes as she runs out of air.  She uses
her last energy trying to break the handcuffs on her wrists, with no
effect.

    After a minute he sees her struggles weaken, and he bangs into her without
regard for the effect on her leg muscles, cunt, and cervix.  She goes
limp, but he angrily pulls her head back up and back; he can see the
blood building up in her neck where the tie is choking her.  Her adam's
apple protrudes from under the tie, turning him on even more.

As she loses consciousness, her eyelids flutter and her body responds
with a final orgasm that spasms her pussy tight around him.  As he
comes, his own muscles go into a spasm, pulling the tie even tighter
as her body convulses around him and she dies.

    He drops the tie, panting, and stands up off the bed to look at his
handiwork.  She is collapsed forward against the headrail, her arms still
cuffed in a spread position and her body twisted to one side.  Her eyes
gaze lazily up to the ceiling; her tongue, swelled up, sticks out of
her mouth.  The bed is covered in sweat and come, but she looks even
more beautiful then ever before.


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Did you like this story?  You can find more at
	http://www.nyx.net/~anon3a9c/fair/entry.ssi

I'd also like to hear about it.  Tell me what you like about it, and what you
think could be improved.  Remember, I don't get paid for writing these
stories.  It takes me about 20 hours - the equivalent of half a week of
full-time work - to write a 2500 word story.  All I get in return is
feedback from the readers - and usually not enough of that.

If you like stories of this type, but didn't like this story, I'd like to
hear about that, too.  Especially if you can articulate what was wrong with
this story.

But if you think stories about people getting strangled or hanged, even
killed, during sex are icky and shouldn't exist, don't come whining to me.
Why did you read it if you don't like stories of that type?
-- 
A. P. Damien
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