(repost)
Note: This is the sequel to Mystique Part 1 – Auto-erotic asphyxiation turns deadly
Officer Colette Donaldson knocked on the door to the apartment. She was tense and ready for anything, her baton in her grasp. If there was a murderess in this apartment then it would certainly pay to be at the ready.
“Who’s there?” she heard a female voice call out from the other side of the door.
“It’s the police!” she declared. “Open the door, miss!”
“It’s already open!” was the reply. “Come on in, officer!” Colette opened the door, stepped inside… and then gasped at what she saw…
A noosed woman dangled lifelessly right in front of her! She was naked except for a black thong with a slit exposing the poor girl’s dripping pussy. A pair of nylons graced the victim’s slender legs and there was a puddle of something smelling of urine directly below her in the carpeting! Officer Donaldson was absolutely horrified!
She turned to see another woman curled up on a white leather couch. This one was topless with shiny, latex leggings and appeared to be panting heavily, all caught up in post-orgasmic bliss. Officer Donaldson acknowledged the suspicious looking vibrator along with the video camera and opened laptop before addressing the female who seemed so casual about the fact that a virtually naked woman now hung dead in her apartment!
“All right, miss! What just happened in here?” Officer Colette tried to sound no-nonsense.
“My roommate just got through experimenting with a little autoerotic asphyxiation, officer,” Mystique explained, purring contentedly upon the couch. “You just missed it! Gawd; it was so fucking hot!”
“And you did nothing??” Officer Donaldson replied in astonishment.
“Why should I, officer?” Mystique responded, acting incredulous. “After all, it was her wish to experience what it felt like to hang suspended from a noose! Why should I be the one to stop her?”
“So you just left her there to hang to death??!!”
“Gawd, baby; it was so fucking hot!” Mystique gasped breathlessly as though that rationalized everything. Then she gave the officer a sly grin as she posed seductively.
“So how about it, babe? You look like a woman who enjoys a good orgasm! How about climbing onto this couch with me so we can get each other off? I’m still horny and we can look at my roommate’s sexy body as she hangs there for us! We can even take her down and molest her if you want! I don’t think she’ll mind; after all, she’s so fucking dead!”
Colette couldn’t believe it! Instinctively she brought her nightstick up in an aggressive posture. This woman had just watched her roommate hang herself without even trying to intervene! Executing her was going to be a real pleasure, especially since she was determined to see her hang the way her poor roommate had hung!
“I’m taking you in, miss! I’m charging you with the murder of your roommate! On your feet!”
Mystique simply eyed her coyly. “Don’t you want to play first?” she cooed seductively.
“This is no time for games, miss! Now get on your feet like I told you!” Mystique sighed and then dutifully rose to her feet.
“Hands up, miss! You’re under arrest for the murder of your roommate!”
“She certainly looks good hanging like that, don’t you think?” Mystique said thoughtfully, glancing over at the dangling body of her roommate as she dutifully raised her arms. “Are you SURE you don’t want to stay and enjoy the view?”
“Around here we take a rather dim view of letting one’s roommate hang to death!” Officer Donaldson answered coldly. “It’ll be the gallows for you, miss! Personally I can’t wait to watch you hang! In fact, I do believe they’ll give me the privilege of hanging you myself!”
“Is that so?” Mystique challenged. “I wouldn’t count my executions before they’re hatched, bitch!” Then she twirled unexpectedly, sending her foot right into Colette’s midsection.
Officer Donaldson gasped, having been caught completely by surprise. She never expected the surprise attack!
She dropped to her knees and bent over, momentarily winded and stunned. “I never thought fate would give me a second playmate today!” Mystique said to her with a chuckle, looking down at the officer with growing excitement. “Now we’re REALLY going to have some fun!”
Officer Donaldson lunged at her. But Mystique was quicker. Within seconds the murderous roommate was on top of her, an arm around her neck while eagerly reaching for the baton that had skittered away. In an instant Colette knew that her situation had suddenly taken a rather ominous turn.
“Get off me, bitch!” the officer gasped, trying to wriggle free. “You’re under arrest!”
“Not until I’ve had my fun, hun!” Mystique cackled, trying to hold on while grabbing for the nightstick.
She lost her grip on the officer as she grasped the baton. It was the opening Officer Donaldson needed and she started to twist her way free. Somehow Mystique managed to wrap her legs around the woman while grabbing her by the neck.
“You BITCH!” Colette gasped, struggling to get away. “Let me go, you murdering whore!”
“Not until we’re finished with our little playtime!” Mystique shot back, grappling with her as they both fought over the baton.
Both women struggled, each one trying to grab the nightstick, sensing its value as a weapon.
Mystique snatched it up first as Colette rolled underneath her. “You’re going to pay for this!” Officer Donaldson warned.
“Not if you’re taking a nap I won’t!” Mystique declared triumphantly, lifting the baton above her head. Colette frantically lifted an arm, hoping to deflect the strike. The nightstick came down and she grunted from the blow as it put her lights out.
Mystique panted quietly as she straddled the unconscious officer, her mind entertaining deliciously wicked thoughts. She rose up and quickly closed the door, not wanting anyone to look in on her having her fun. First she propped her new play-toy up against the wall. Then she shed her tight latex pants, leaving herself standing there in her sheer nylons and a pair of sexy black panties.
“Have yourself a nice little nap, officer,” she told the unconscious woman with a grin. “Because when you wake up, you and I are going to have ourselves such fun together!” Mystique couldn’t help herself and she slid a hand down under her panties, rubbing herself and noticing how wet she was as she started looking forward to their upcoming erotic encounter.
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Officer Donaldson moaned weakly, her mind all fuzzy. She had a splitting headache but that wasn’t the worst of it. Her hands were cuffed behind her back and there was some sort of cloth over her mouth.
She suddenly became aware of how wet she was… aware of a soft tongue lapping up her juicy twat! Her eyes flew open and she grunted in alarm! Her trousers had been removed and the dangling woman’s roommate was right in front of her, bent forward on her arms and knees while eagerly slurping up her gushing fluids out of the gaping hole in her pantyhose!
The dead roommate hung quietly behind the kneeling, slurping bitch, leaving Colette with an unnerving view of the disturbingly sexy, dangling body. Was that what was responsible for making her so wet? Or was it the talented tongue of the murderous whore kneeling before her while eating her out?? She moaned again, tipping her head back and closing her eyes. This was totally humiliating!!
“Gawd; you’re so fucking wet!” Mystique told her, panting heavily for breath. “Is it me making you so wet, officer? Or is it the sight of my sexy roommate in the noose behind me? Personally I’d like to think it’s a little bit of both!”
Colette was horrified, especially when the murderous woman got on her hands and feet and deliberately flashed her a view of her pussy. “See how wet I am, babe?” Mystique told her. “See how horny you’re making me?? Gawd; I’m so fucking wet!” The officer grunted with embarrassment as Mystique deliberately masturbated right in front of her!
“Wanna watch me cum?” Mystique chuckled at her. “How about if I cum and squirt all over your face? Gawd; that would be so fucking hot!” She laughed as the officer looked at her in shock and humiliation.
“Let’s play!” Mystique giggled, grabbing the officer’s leg and stretching it out over her arm and leg. Then she lifted up her own leg and shoved her foot up in the indignant woman’s face. “You wouldn’t by any chance happen to have a nylon foot fetish; would you, officer?” She chuckled as Colette grunted in disgust.
“Like it?” Mystique chuckled. “Do you like how I smell? I sure like how YOU smell, babe! Your foot has the smell of impending death!” Colette whimpered anxiously as the murderous roommate sighed with pleasure.
“C’mon!” Mystique told her. “Up – up – up! Here; let me help you!” Officer Donaldson grunted in alarm as her captor bent down and reached for her.
What was going to happen to her?! What was this perverted bitch going to DO to her??!! The sight of the dangling roommate hanging from the noose was a clear indication that whatever this bitch intended for her was not going to be pleasant!
“Up – up!” Mystique commanded, lifting the officer up onto her feet. Then she grabbed the baton and inspected it closely. “What a nice looking dildo you have here! I’ll bet you can’t wait to use this, can you! Here, let me help you!”
Colette let out a muffled cry as Mystique placed the nightstick underneath the officer. Then the murderous roommate forced her to bend down and squat upon it, impaling her. “You’ve got a nice hole in your hose, officer… just perfect for your baton! Now you just focus on my dangling roommate while I take care of the rest, ok?”
Colette moaned as the nightstick was forced up into her pussy. “Just like that, officer!” Mystique gasped excitedly as she guided the woman, impaling her deeper onto the baton. “Now you get to ride your nice, long fuck-stick while watching my sexy roommate hang there for your viewing pleasure! Won’t that be nice?”
Colette cried out in protest but it did her no good. Mystique simply forced her to bounce up and down upon the baton shoved up her twat. “Ride it, bitch!” the murderous roommate demanded. “Ride it! Let’s see how a sexy officer of the law fucks herself on her own nightstick! Look at my dead roommate and fuck yourself!”
Officer Donaldson tried to resist, grunting as she let out muffled cries of protest. “I said ‘RIDE IT’, bitch!” Mystique commanded. “Here; let me help you!” Colette was pulled over backward, crying out uncomfortably as the baton was forced even deeper into her cunt.
“Isn’t this good?” her tormentor gasped excitedly. “I’ll bet you really enjoy a good fuck with your nightstick, don’t you! I’ll bet I’m not doing anything to you that you haven’t already done to yourself, am I!”
“You want to join my roommate, officer?” Mystique asked with a lecherous grin. “You want to ‘cum and go’ just like she did? Gawd; you’re such a perverted bitch! But I do like your style!” Colette grunted in alarm and she tried to shake her head. But there was nothing she could do to break free.
“Let’s do it!” Mystique gasped excitedly. “Let’s engage in a little autoerotic asphyxiation! Here, let me help you go for one last ride on your nightstick!” Then Mystique wrapped her arm around the officer’s neck and began to choke her out.
“Cum for me, you sexy bitch! Cum for me and die! Fuck that baton and gasp for me as you die, you sexy bitch!”
Colette grunted as her eyes started to bug out. She could feel the nightstick up her cunt as she started to get lightheaded. The bitch was actually going to asphyxiate her to death and there was nothing she could do about it!! As her vision started to dim she felt a mammoth orgasm slam into her.
She started to buck and shudder, gurgling as she tried to gasp for breath. But the arm around her neck was too tight! As she started to pass out her bladder gave way.
Mystique hung on tight, muttering “Gawd – gawd – GAWD! YOU GO, GIRL! CUM FOR ME! PISS YOURSELF AND DIE LIKE A GOOD GIRL!” Then Colette went limp in her grasp. Mystique eased her grip, allowing the dead officer’s body to collapse onto the floor, the baton nearly sliding out of her drenched pussy.
“Gawd, baby!” Mystique panted, observing the big puddle of urine mixed with the dead woman’s flowing juices. “You really went out with a bang, didn’t you! Boy, did you really piss yourself or what? What a mess you made! I sure hope you enjoyed it every bit as much as I did!”
Mystique knelt down and lifted the dead woman up, tossing her up over her shoulder. “I’m not quite through with you yet, officer,” she said to the body as she carried it over toward the couch. “I hope you don’t mind.” She paused as though waiting for a response…
“You say you don’t mind at all? Oh goodie! I was hoping you wouldn’t mind!”
She dropped the body unceremoniously onto the couch. Colette ended up sprawled upside down, her legs spread obscenely. Her eyes were cross-eyed and vacant and her tongue hung out from being asphyxiated.
“Gawd; you’re such a slut!” Mystique observed with a giggle. “Why I do believe you want that nightstick back and shoved up your juicy twat again; am I right? Well have it your way, you sexy bitch!”
She went and retrieved the baton, the woman’s juices having slickened it right up. She took it back and gleefully shoved it hard into the dead officer’s inviting opening. There was a slurping sound as Mystique brutally fucked the dead woman’s cunt…
“Gawd, baby; you are SUCH a fucking whore! I didn’t realize you officers of the law could be such sluts!! Fuck, you’re making me hot again!”
Mystique’s lusts overcame her sense of propriety. She climbed onto the couch with the dead body, arranging Colette until the two women were lying on their sides in opposite directions in a shameful ‘69’ position. Then the perverted roommate began licking out the officer’s juicy pussy as she mashed her own crotch up against the dead woman’s face.
Mystique humped the officer’s face good and hard, licking and slurping while stealing an occasional glance at her dangling roommate. It was simply too erotic for her to handle and she ultimately cried out in orgasm, gushing her fluids up against the dead woman’s face. She finally had to stop and catch her breath from the excitement of it all.
She sprawled the body of the officer onto her back upon the couch, spreading her legs and licking out her pussy again. Then she leaned forward, rubbing her tits over the whole dripping mess. Mystique finally collapsed onto the floor, panting heavily for breath.
“Gawd; you were GREAT!” she gushed, panting heavily. Then smile faded as she looked at the officer and then at the body of her dangling roommate.
“What AM I going to do with you two?” she sighed, shaking her head. “I suppose I’ll just have to carry you both out into the hall and take you down to the garbage chute. The incinerator should handle the two of you quite nicely. Thanks again ladies!” Then she opened the door and looked up and down the hall before scooping up the body of the officer and taking her out first…
© 2012
(written for Odin Aug 1 by riwa)
(Idea inspired by Odin’s posers which are added here courtesy of Odin for illustration purposes only.)