{"loaderData":{"4":{"story":{"id":"a4cd6847-ee95-4d27-a9a5-9a130f361e93","seriesId":null,"seriesName":null,"currentUserId":"00000000-0000-0000-0000-000000000000","added":"2023-08-11T22:16:47.684Z","title":"Demanding Victim","slug":"demanding-victim","shortId":"1LtlVCrG","authorNote":"WARNING - This is a snuff story. Someone isn't going to survive. Be prepared before you read.\n\nDo not try this at home.","disclaimer":null,"type":"Short","paidUrl":null,"synopsis":"A man and a woman meet at a bar, she dares him to play a dangerous game with her.","partCount":1,"parts":[{"partId":"789d60f0-7bc6-4f69-a336-c34fce04992e","title":null,"summary":"Demanding Victim\n\t“I like to play games,” she said, as she lead him into her\nbedroom, “There are a c","wordCount":2205,"readTime":11,"number":1,"state":"Published"}],"currentPart":1,"contentTitle":"Chapter 1","content":"

Demanding Victim

\n\t“I like to play games,” she said, as she lead him into her\nbedroom, “There are a couple of games I want to play with you.”

\tThey had met\nearlier that evening at a bar, and hit it off. He had drunk more\nthan her, and they’d danced the night away before she’d suggested\nthat they go back to her place. He hadn’t been able to believe his\nluck; she was stunning, tall, slim, pretty, and athletic enough that\nhe was pretty confident she wasn’t wearing anything under her\nflimsy summer dress.

\n\n

\t“What games were\nyou thinking?” he said, in a tone that said he wasn’t likely to\nrefuse anything she suggested.

\n\n

\t“Well, in the\nfirst game you do whatever I tell you until we’re done. You’ll\nfind out what the second game is if you can finish the first game.”

\n\n

\t“I’m no sub,\nbabe. You sure you don’t just wanna fuck?”

\n\n

\t“That won’t\nmatter, I won’t tell you to do anything you don’t want to,” she\nsaid, “I just want to make sure you do the things I want done to me\nwhen I want them.”

\n\n

\tTo sell the idea\nshe ran her hand down her side, pulling the already flimsy dress\ntight over her body, showing her curves and hard nipples. When he\nseemed to still hesitate she ran her hand the other way, hitching the\nhem of her dress up enough to confirm his suspicion that there was\nnothing but her body under it.

\n\n

\t“Well, we can\ngive it a go,” he said, falling for her hard sell, “but if I’m\nnot into it I get to tap out, right?”

\n\n

\t“Yeah, you want\nto chicken out, just say and we’ll just fuck, but then you’ll\nbe a loser and never get to find out what the second game is.”

\n\n

\t“OK.” he said,\n“Let’s start.”

\n\n

\tShe smiled\nhungrily, tilted her head back, and licked her lips before giving him\nhis first instruction.

\n\n

\t“Take off your\nbelt, and wrap it round my neck.” she said, in a commanding voice.

\n\n

\tHe blinked in\nsurprise, then unbuckled his belt and looped it loosely around her\nneck.

\n\n

\t“Not like that. \nAround once, then slip the end through the buckle.”

\n\n

\tShe helped lift her\nlong hair out of the way as he rewrapped his belt around her throat,\nforming a broad leather noose as she had instructed.

\n\n

\t“Now pull on the\nend for a slow count of ten. Make me feel it’s there.”

\n\n

\t“You sure?” he\nsaid.

\n\n

\t“You know the\nrules of the game. Do as you’re told and choke me baby.”

\n\n

\tHe tugged on the\nend of the belt and started to count in his head, watching her face\nas the belt tightened. She looked calm, but with a glint of passion\nstarting to build in her eyes. After he reached ten he let go, and\nshe took a deep breath before panting for a couple of seconds. Her\npanting made her boobs bounce in a way that went straight to his\ncrotch.

\n\n

\t“You can pull\nharder than that.” she said, in a challenging voice, “Another\nslow count of ten, but pull as hard as you can. And take my dress\noff with your spare hand while you choke me.”

\n\n

\tHe decided that\nthis was the time to take charge a little more, and show her how her\nlittle game could get out of her control. He grabbed the end of the\nbelt around her throat, wrapped it around his hand, and yanked on it\nas hard as he could. She stumbled a half-step towards him, before\ncatching her balance and straightening up. This time her lips parted\nin a silent gasp as the belt tightened. He began to count in his\nhead, and tried to slip the straps of her dress from her shoulders. \nIt should have been easy to remove such a flimsy dress, but he had\ntrouble getting it past her arms, as she had started tearing his\nclothes off as soon as her air was cut off. By the time he was at\nfive, he gave up on subtlety and settled for ripping the straps and\nthen letting the ruined dress fall. She had worked even faster,\nhaving both hands available, and he was as naked as her, his cock\nstanding out like a flagpole. Maybe she’d be upset at what he did\nto her dress, but she’d given him an order, and he wasn’t losing\nthe game this soon.

\n\n

\t“That’s\nbetter,” she said, slightly hoarse and panting even harder, “keep\nup the rough treatment until I tell you to stop. Now, I want you to\nuse the belt to force me to my knees, than shove your cock in my\nmouth. Fuck my face, and choke me in time with your thrusts. You’re\nto stop when I finger your asshole.”

\n\n

\tHe decided she’d\nbeen right when she had said her instructions wouldn’t be hard to\nfollow. She didn’t try to resist when he yanked the belt\ndownwards, falling quickly to her knees and opening her mouth wide. \nHe plunged his rigid erection between her lips and into her open\nthroat. Her tongue flicked over his shaft as he thrust into her, and\nshe allowed herself to gag slightly, her throat muscles spasming\naround his dick. After a few thrusts he remembered her orders to\nchoke her as he drove into her mouth. The next time he thrust he\npulled the end of the belt tight at the same time, and gasped as he\nfelt her throat squashed around the tip of his cock. Her lips, her\nteeth, her tongue, and her throat felt so good on his dick he forgot\nhimself for a short time and fucked her face heedless of anything\nbut the sensation, yanking as hard as he could on the belt to make\nher throat even tighter. The sensation of her long fingernail slipping into\nhis asshole brought him back to himself, and he released the pressure\nand withdrew, holding his dripping cock millimetres from her lips.

\n\n

\t“That was good.”\nshe said, “Now use this belt like a dog lead, pull me to my feet\nand drag me to the bed. Push me hard from behind so I fall onto the\nbed, but keep hold of the end of the belt.”

\n\n

\tThese instructions\nwere getting easier to follow, or he was losing his fear of hurting\nher. She seemed to revel in this treatment, anyway, eyes alight with\npassion and lips parted in anticipation as he did as she said,\ntreating her first like a dog, then like a rag doll. Her body looked\nspectacular as she landed spread-eagle on the bed, naked but for her\ndancing shoes. He could barely hold himself back, but the game kept\nhim waiting, he wasn’t going to lose by not waiting for her next\norder. In any case her mind seemed to be far filthier and more\nimaginative than his.

\n\n

\t“Now, fuck me\nhard and choke me.” she said, rolling onto her back, adjusting the\nbelt around her neck slightly, “Make sure I can’t breath when I\ncum. Keep going until I tap you twice on the shoulder to tell you to\nstop. You may kiss me.”

\n\n

\tThis instruction\nwas no surprise at all, and was exactly what he wanted to do. She\nwas dripping wet as he thrust into her, and immediately clenched her\npussy muscles around his cock. Apart from that she didn’t react as\nenthusiastically as he expected to thye intrusion of his cock, until\nhe tightened the belt around her throat. She spasmed inside as he\ncut off her air, which felt incredible, and her hips rose to meet\nhis. He felt her cum underneath him and, as instructed, cut off her\nair as she came. She wrapped her arms around him and dug her long\nfingernails into his back, tearing gouges in his skin, but he didn’t\ncare. Once he felt her relax again he released the pressure and let\nher gasp and pant for air. She didn’t tap his shoulder, though, so\nhe continued to pound away at her pussy. Soon she started to lay\nstill again, accepting his cock, but without enthusiasm, so he tugged\non the belt around her throat. Again that set her off, fucking him\nback as hard as he was pounding her. He got into a rhythm, choking\nher to get her going, then letting her breathe until she lost\ninterest. Somehow, despite the tightness of her cunt, and the way\nshe spasmed inside every time he cut of her air, this was so\nfascinating he almost lost track of his own orgasm, and was shocked\nto see her tense under him as she came for a second time. He nearly\nmissed the cue, and almost forgot to deny her oxygen with her\npleasure, but caught himself after a second. Again she dug her\nfingers into his back, he was sure she had drawn blood, but that\nseemed well worth it. This time he dipped his face to hers and\nkissed her hungrily as her orgasm tore through her. This time, when\nshe recovered she tapped him on the shoulder, and he stopped and\nwithdrew as he had been ordered. It was probably the hardest thing\nhe’d ever had to do.

\n\n

\t“Keep a little\npressure on, I don’t want to breath to easily.” she said in a\nhoarse and raspy voice, sitting up, “That’s better. Now, I want\nyou to roll me over, haul on the belt to pull me onto all fours, and\nfuck my ass hard until you cum. Don’t release the pressure on my\nneck until I’m done.”

\n\n

\t“Until you cum? \nI’m really close, I don’t know how long I’ll last.”

\n\n

\t“No, until I die.\n I always said that offering my asshole to a man would be the last\nthing I’d do, and I want to go out fucking. I want to fuck for the\nrest of my life. And don’t worry about how close you are, I’m\nseeing stars, that last run took most of my air. I’m closer to the\nend than you are.”

\n\n

\t“I can’t do\nthat! That’ll kill you!”

\n\n

\t“I want you too,\nand if you don’t you’ll never get into my ass. And you’ll lose\nthe game. Are you a loser?”

\n\n

\tHalf drunk on\nalcohol, half drunk on sensation, completely drunk on her, this made\nsense to him at that point, so he didn’t argue any more, he just\nfollowed her orders. He rolled her over, knelt behind her and used\nthe belt to drag her onto her knees, bringing her asshole up to his\nthrobbing cock. He pushed against her rosebud, and felt resistance. \nShe was pushing back with her hips, but not relaxing her muscles to\nlet him in. Orders were orders, so he pushed harder. Whatever she\nhad said, he had been aiming to allow her enough breath to get\nthrough this, but it seemed she’d thought of that, in order to get\nenough leverage to get into her he had to haul on the belt with all\nhis strength with one hand, and a big handful of her hair with the\nother. If her mouth and her pussy had felt incredible, this was\nsomething else, her virgin asshole was the tightest thing he’d ever\nstuck his dick in, it was taking all of his strength, and her\nthrusting with her hips to get his cock into her bowel, and the\nsensation was glorious. Forgetting how good she looked, forgetting\nthe implications of what he was doing, he closed his eyes and tilted\nhis head back, revelling only in the sensations of the moment. The\ntightness of her ass around his cock, the way she spasmed a little\ninside as the belt drew tight, making it even harder to get into her,\nbut so much better when he did.

\n\n

\tA tickling\nsensation against his cock brought him part way back to reality. He\nopened his eyes and looked down, to find that she had slid one hand\nbetween her legs to finger her slit. Her fingernails were brushing\nagainst his rod, and the other hand was busy squeezing, twisting, and\ntugging her boobs. It seemed that the pleasure of touching herself\nwas worth enough to her that she had abandoned any attempt to hold\nherself up, and was letting the belt around her throat take her\nweight. For a second, the fear that he might actually end up killing\nthis girl bloomed in him, then he felt her buck as she started to cum\nonce more. That set his orgasm off, and he lost all control, wanting\nnothing more than to bury his cock in her tightness over and over\nagain. Instinctively he hauled back on the belt with strength he\ndidn’t know he had, letting go of her hair with his other hand to\ngrab her hip for better leverage. He floated in that moment for what\ncould have been seconds or could have been hours, until he filled her\nbowel with his cum in a series of massive thrusts. As his orgasm\nsubsided he let go of her, and she fell limply to the bed in front of\nhim. He had intended to unloop the belt from her neck, it might not\nbe too late, but he was spent, from drink, dancing, an epic fuck, and\nthe male biology that brings sleep after sex. He fell asleep on top\nof her without even checking on her.

\n\n

\tSome hours later,\nhe was woken, still on her bed, still laying on her lifeless body, by\na shrill alarm. In confusion he searched around her room until he\nfound a mobile phone ringing in a draw. He tapped the screen to\nsilence the alarm and dropped it in shock when it started playing a\nrecording of her voice.

\n\n

\t“If you’re\nhearing this, you must have won my first game, that I like to call\n‘Demanding Victim,’ and you’re now ready to play my second,\nthat I call ‘Getting Away with Murder.’ From the moment the\nalarm on this phone was silenced, you have one hour until an\nautomated system calls the police to this address. Use it well.

\n\n

\t“Of course, if\nyou want to play in hard mode feel free to fuck my body one last time\nbefore you start trying to cover all this up, or running, or\nwhatever. I want you to fuck my corpse, and this time you get to use\nme just how you want.”

\n\n

\tHe turned back to\nthe bed, and rolled over her still beautiful body, opening her legs\nto expose her pussy.

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