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The two girls entered the room from the side via a thick dark oak door. the room was softly lit by several expensive antique crystal Chandeliers. Inside the room was a small raised stage/platform and in front of it in comfortable leather chairs sat six men who had each paid $20,000 to be present. Some of the men smoked large cigars others sipped Whisky from large cut glass tumblers, but all had their eyes fixed upon the two new arrivals into the room.

Both the girls were in a similar state of dress, they were naked except for a pair of small white panties and two ankle & two wrist cuffs made from pale Ivory coloured leather. The wrist cuffs were locked together behind their backs, but the ankle cuffs were not joined.

Both of the young women stood on the small stage facing the men allowing them to inspect their bodies. The first girl was called Zara, she was 19 years old & had been purchased from her parents in the former Soviet union for $6,500. Her long hair was dark brown & framed a strikingly pretty face with large brown eyes & full lips. The men noted appreciatively a lovely neck drawing their eyes down across her chest to the firm teenage breasts that thrust raspberry coloured nipples out from creamy soft skin.

Her figure was slim & a nice navel sat in the centre of a flat pale tummy. The pants she wore obscured but did not hide completely a dark pubic triangle at the junction of her long, quite athletic legs.

The other girl Maria had been obtained from South America. A favour called in from a corrupt official had found the bewildered young girl on an aircraft to Europe following her release from the Juvenile Detention center. She was 18 years old & very petite. Her skin a lovely tanned colour was set off by sun blonde hair that was so long it touched the top of the waistband of her pants. Her breasts not as full as Zara's were perkily tipped with quite small nipples. there was no clue given to the watchers by her pants that her pubes had been carefully shaved leaving her pussy as hairless as the rest of her soft tummy skin.

After allowing a few moments to appreciate their entertainment another figure entered the room, dressed in a close fitting leather attire the girls heard but did not see the Executioner as he stood behind them.

A grey haired man indicated that they would start with Zara and without further ceremony the evening began.

Henri Tremont really enjoyed his work the fact he was paid large sums as well merely added to the pleasure of snuffing out the life of his victims.

These two girls were particularly fine specimens & he wanted to make sure that he did justice to them & gave value to his clients. Henri did not believe in drugging the girls but during the last week had ensured that they were subjected to dreadful scenes of terror & horror to dull their senses. Both girls had been made to watch Henris extensive collection of snuff movies & Accident footage and now he knew they were ready to join his growing library.

Zara knew she was going to die, for the first few days she had sobbed & screamed but now in this luxurious Salon it seemed almost pointless to resist. She looked at the obviously wealthy men in front of her & wondered why they were so keen to kill her. Her reverie was broken as Henri firmly moved her to the centre of the stage. He held in his hand a remote control box which worked a powerful winch located high in the roof of the building

Pressing the button the men watched as a noose lowered noiselessly from the ceiling stopping directly in front of the wide eyed Zara. Henri passed it over his victims head, & then positioning the knot carefully by her left ear he took up a small amount of slack, sufficient to firm the ropes hold on the victims neck and stop it from passing over her head but not tight enough to stop her breathing.....yet.

Zara's breath was rapid now & despite herself she started sobbing & her legs began to tremble. Henri coolly snipped the waistband of her pants either side and removing the flimsy band of cotton which was still warm from its contact with the young victims intimate parts At last she was totally naked her neck encircled by a hangman's noose and her newly revealed pubes focusing the men's eyes on the pink lips of her pussy which peeped out poignantly framed by her pale soft thighs..

One of the younger men got up, his sharp suit pants unable to conceal his arousal and walked around the soon to be executed girl. She didn't understand what he said as he cupped one breast weighing it and using his thumb to brush the nipple to involuntary semi-erectness. He bent down close enough to smell the womanly aroma of pussy-musk & ran his finger over her dry outer cunt lips teasing them apart to see the pinky inner folds, He said something else and several of the other men laughed. He went behind her & stooped as he spread her bum cheeks to get a good view of her most personal of orifices, and he spent a moment or two admiring the almost perfect little rosette of her anus. She felt a mild discomfort as his saliva wet finger probed into her back passage, & there was more laughter as he pulled it out with a tiny sucking pop.

The man returned to his seat and a hush fell on the room.

Henri took up the control box & pressing a button lifted the noose a few inches higher, Zara was drawn up onto her tiptoes & her breathing became difficult & raspy as the deadly embrace of the rope tightened on her throat. Henri paused: this was always his favourite few moments, Zara could not move an inch, her whole body was taut trying desperately to relieve the pressure on her neck. Henri loved the way her calves, thighs & buttocks were straining & stretched & the way that her breasts were outhrust by her unnatural posture. It was her vulnerability, the soft innocence about to be so calculatingly snuffed out that gave Henri a leaden erection & spurred him to complete his work.

Stretching up on her weakening legs: Zara was at the limit of her terror & strength, her breathing was difficult & her pert body glistened with sweat, It was as if she really was trying to grow. Her eyes stared manicaly at the men who dispassionately watched as she struggled minutely to prolong her life for just a few more moments....a few more breaths. Surely one of them would save her. The corner of her eye caught a movement as Henri reached for the control once more. she tried to scream but the winch now plucked her carelessly from the floor leaving her toes a fatal six inches above the carpet. The scream never came as the rope gripped & shut off her airways leaving the naked girl to hang in eerie silence.

Zara began her dance of death with her legs flailing and the muscles in her arms vainly trying to break the bonds that held her wrists so uselessly behind her back. she bucked & jolted causing her to spin & swing as her outstretched feet vainly looked for a toehold. Her eyes were wide in terror & her mouth opened & shut as her face gradually darkened as blood trapped built up in her head. A few powerful jets of pee squirted uncontrolled from her pussy splashing onto and darkening the carpet that was beneath herÉso near yet so far.

After a few moments of exertion her kicking became much less powerful and her Toes balled & unballed as they flapped and swung. Her tongue now started to protrude from her mouth & her eyes seemed huge & white in her dark but still pretty face.

The rest of her body was taking on a strange deathly blue tint, yet her nipples & cunt lips seemed erect & engorged. The noise of her piss pattering onto the carpet after flowing lazily down her barely twitching legs signalled the end & her eyes rolled up as her fists & toes tensed then slowly unclenched her now dead body swung gently in front of the audience, whilst Henri beamed with pride at a job well done.

Everyone in the room was delighted with the performance, everyone except Maria who had watched in dumb horror as the hanging took place. she was still staring at the gently swinging corpse as the man who had touched Zara got up and without even pausing opened his trousers & thrust his hot hard prick into her mouth. "Suck it Bitch" he said in Spanish and Maria trance like obeyed rocking gently back and forward and feeling the head of his prick pressing the back of her throat. The proceedings had clearly been very arousing for after just a few moments he roughly pulled her head forward jamming his cockhead right at the back of her mouth as he jetted his semen in thick cloying gobs directly into her throat. Some shot straight into her stomach but other pooled in the back of her throat causing her to retch & choke, causing more amusement to the men who watched.

Henri observed the goings on with slight disapproval, he liked his victims to die violated by him alone and he made a mental note to exclude this young man from future eventsÉhe wanted to be the centre of attention!

His next performance was to be slightly more unusual, the petite little Brazilian girl had given him an inventive idea he moved her to the centre of the stage and deftly removed her panties to reveal the fastidiously shaven pussy. the sudden revelation of her hairless cunt re-focussed the attention of the group of men. Maria now looked even more vulnerable in her total nudity, made more terrible by the backdrop of her freshly killed co-victim.

Henri forced Maria to spread her legs apart & anchored her feet by the ankle cuffs firmly to steel bolts in the floor. with her immobilised he then took a length of surgical steel wire with strong steel rings at each end and used it to connect her two wrists together passing it front to back between her legs. The length of wire was just the correct length to keep her hands virtually immobile and where it passed between her legs it pressed into her tender pussy and the soft skin that separated her cunt from her little puckered bum hole. The wire was sharp enough that if pulled it would cut through her tender genitals exactly like a knife through butter.

Maria realised this & started to beg her pleas falling on deaf ears as the implaccable Henri moved to complete his work. Taking her beautiful long hair he parted it at the back into two thick tresses. He lovingly wound these around his sobbing, pleading victims throat.

Then standing behind her so that she could feel his breathing he took hold of the end of each of the hair bunches & pulled cutting off her air & stopping her mid yell. Maria's reflexes took over as both her hands tried to go up to relieve her constricted throat. This wild pulling jolted the wire attached to her cuffs. The wire now acted like a closely fitting blade slicing deeply and evenly into her. For an instant there was just a thin white edged red line visible then garnet red blood bloomed out from her bisected cunt. The wire had sliced cleanly though her clitoris through the inner labia and gone to the bone in the crease of her ass, so a great crescent shaped cut oozed & flooded her blood down her frantically struggling legs. But still Henri relentlessly was squeezing her life away using braids of her own hair as a garotte.

Maria still kept on tugging to free her hands each tug bringing the wire up into the flesh of her cunt. The pain was almost unbearable and her lifeblood now ran copiously from the complicated wound she was cutting. Finally with the almost inhuman strength of the mortally wounded she gave a great pull & snapped the wire using her pubic bone as the cutter. this last tug used up most of her strength,a combination of lack of air, pain, & blood loss meant that her hands were as weak as a kitten when they tried vainly to prise the throttling hair from her throat.

Henri was now using all his strength to strangle & support the weakly fighting young woman and gradually her struggles became less & less untill finally they were still. Henri loosened the hair & let her fall to the floor in a bloodied heap, face down and with the gaping self inflicted wound still leaking blood mixed with other body fluids onto the carpet.


He turned to face the men who had comissioned him & recieved their commendation modestly.

The girls bodies were bagged & then dumped in some old mine workings a chaser of a stick of dynamite ensuring no "lucky" discoveries.

The men went back to their respective businesses.

Henri went back to his surgery.

Time to save some lives.



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