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<\/a>It all made sense to Janet now, especially the way several of her female friends in the Agency had been found. They\u2019d either been smothered or strangled to death, leading several of her colleagues to dub the perpetrator as \u2018The Asphyxiator\u2019. And now she was next, caught in the sadistic bitch\u2019s sinister web!<\/p>\nShe\u2019d gone to that damn warehouse alone because of an anonymous tip, only to get shot in the neck once she\u2019d gotten inside. Now it was obvious the tip had been nothing more than a set-up. It had been nothing more than a ruse to lure her there so bitch could add her to the growing body count.<\/p>\n
She couldn\u2018t prevent the bag from being pulled all the way down over her face. Then she heard Violet coo at her from behind. \u201cTime to hold your breath, baby,\u201d the woman told her with sadistic glee.<\/p>\n
A moment later the dangerous felon put her hand over her face. \u201cNow struggle for me, Janet, ok?\u201d she taunted. \u201cBe a darling and give me a good show, ok? Show me you can die just as erotically as all the others.\u201d<\/p>\n
As she struggled she became aware of Violet pressing into her back with cries of \u201cYEAH, BABY – FIGHT ME!\u201d The woman\u2019s weight against her had the affect of tightening the ropes attached to her wrists, making it harder to free herself. It felt as though the sadistic bitch was humping her!<\/p>\n \u201cGUMPH!\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYeah, bitch… FIGHT me!\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cUUNNGGHHH!\u201d<\/p>\n Janet thrashed about in near panic. She couldn\u2019t breathe; she was going to pass out any second now. Then Violet eased up on her. The bag to loosen, allowing her to get a few precious breaths of air.<\/p>\n \u201cOh, NO, you don\u2019t!\u201d her tormentor exclaimed, quickly adjusting her grip on the bag. \u201cYou don\u2019t get off THAT easily, darling!\u201d A moment later the bag was pulled tightly around Janet\u2019s face. Once more her air was cut off.<\/p>\n Janet struggled instinctively as her lungs fought to pull down her next breath. But this time the sadistic bitch kept the bag tight against her face while humping her hard from behind. It also kept the rope taut around her secured wrists, leaving her helpless to fight back.<\/p>\n The imperiled agent wriggled and squirmed, her lungs heaving. She could not breathe at all; she was becoming dizzy. At the same time she was horrified to detect a growing arousal in her loins, her body\u2019s natural reaction to being unable to breathe.<\/p>\n \u201cI WON\u2019T!\u201d her mind screamed. \u201cI WON\u2019T GIVE HER THE SATISFA – GUUUNNNGGGHHH!\u201d<\/p>\n It hit her hard, ravaging her body as her back arched. Her lungs screamed at her, demanding another breath as she shuddered from an intense orgasm. Her eyes rolled; she was sure she was going to black out!<\/p>\n Violet abruptly released the bag. Janet panted heavily, managing to get a half-decent breath of air into her lungs. \u201cGawd, baby – you CAME, didn\u2019t you!\u201d her tormentor gasped. \u201cWonderful, darling! I always like to allow my victims enjoy themselves before I asphyxiate them. Now it\u2019s my turn to cum!\u201d<\/p>\n Once more the bag was pulled tightly over her face until Janet couldn\u2019t breathe again. Violet humped the shit out of her, verbally urging her to have another orgasm before her own caught up to her. That\u2019s when she cried out with pleasure, losing her grip on the bag enough for Janet to gasp once more.<\/p>\n \u201cAnd now we go again, bitch!\u201d Violet gasped after a brief pause. Once more the bag was pulled tightly over Janet\u2019s face. And once more it swelled shamefully inside her.<\/p>\n Janet couldn\u2019t hold the orgasms back; they just kept coming and coming. What\u2019s more, she found herself starting to give in to them. She was ashamed of herself but was unable to exert any form of self-control. That\u2019s when she began to question whether she\u2019d sub-consciously allowed herself to get captured.<\/p>\n She\u2019d secretly read the autopsy reports, read how the coroner had studied each body and had discovered the sexual aspects associated with each death. Each woman had been found with an inordinate amount of vaginal fluid. It had made her wonder if each one had been brought to some form of sexual ecstasy before death had occurred.<\/p>\n So why had she gone to that warehouse without any backup? Was it because of the autopsy reports? She wanted to believe it had simply been a desire on her part not to risk any more members of the Agency. But now she wasn\u2019t so sure.<\/p>\n What if deep down it was on account of some strange sub-conscious excitement she had about breath-play? Reading about those deaths had aroused her so. Was she about to pay for her foolishness with her life?<\/p>\n \u201cC\u2019mon, bitch!\u201d she heard Violet cry out from behind her as she was humped relentlessly. \u201cGive me another one, Janet – I KNOW you\u2019ve got more hiding in there!\u201d<\/p>\n Her lungs screamed at her as her breath was denied yet again. Once more she found herself unable to stop herself from cumming as another orgasm slammed into her. This one hit her so hard she actually passed out, going limp in the ropes that held her arms up.<\/p>\n \u201cNo – no – no; that\u2019ll NEVER do!\u201d Violet exclaimed, releasing the bag so it could inflate once again. \u201cI\u2019m not THROUGH with you yet, darling. Get your breath back, baby. Then we go again.\u201d<\/p>\n A rush of air filled Janet\u2019s lungs, air that was partially compromised by her own exhalations inside the bag. But it was enough to bring her around. Janet gasped as she shook her head.<\/p>\n Her body was sore from cumming; her wrists ached from their bindings. That\u2019s when she felt an additional bag being pulled down over her head. \u201cYou did so well with one bag, darling. Let\u2019s see how well you do with two.\u201d<\/p>\n She pulled both of them down tight before stretching the outer one out over the top of her victim\u2019s head. \u201cGo ahead, darling,\u201d she cooed sadistically. \u201cStruggle for me, baby!\u201d<\/p>\n Janet began to struggle breathing, her inhalations pulling the bags tight against her lips. She winced as another orgasm swelled inside her, threatening to top the dam and spill over. Then she was cumming again as the sadistic bitch gleefully humped the back of her head.<\/p>\n The twin bags puffed and deflated, sucking tightly against her face as she struggled to breathe. Violet\u2019s unyielding grip made sure no air could seep through. Janet\u2019s lungs screamed at her as a breathless inferno burned in her chest.<\/p>\n For a moment she felt a burst of adrenaline that caused her to struggle like mad much to Violet\u2019s delight. The only thing she accomplished was being on the receiving end of another hard orgasm that ravaged her body, leaving her weak and breathless. Then the bags were loosened, allowing her to gasp madly for breath as streamers of air found their way to her lungs.<\/p>\n The bags huffed and puffed, making it difficult for Janet to breathe. For the moment they remained loose around her face. That\u2019s when Violet bent over her and whispered into her ear\u2026<\/p>\n \u201cI want you to know that of all the women I\u2019ve killed, darling, YOU\u2019VE been the very best!\u201d She said it seductively, allowing a finger to trail over the gasping woman\u2018s face. Then her tormentor sighed wistfully.<\/p>\n \u201cSorry, darling, but all good things must come to an end. Now here\u2019s the third bag, darling. The third one usually proves fatal.\u201d<\/p>\n She said it casually as though snuffing another female was nothing to her. Then with a knowing chuckle she tugged it down into place. Janet panted weakly for breath, suspecting she was not going to survive this.<\/p>\n She choked and gurgled as a thin cord was wrapped around her neck. It wasn\u2019t enough to strangle her to death. But it was more than enough to help seal the three bags over her head.<\/p>\n Her body exploded as she struggled in a last desperate attempt to free herself. Janet writhed violently in the ropes securing her wrists. Violet was forced to hang on for dear life to avoid being thrown off the bed, humping Janet for all she was worth while gleefully cheering her on…<\/p>\n \u201cYeah, baby; fight me! Fight to pull air into your lungs! Give it up for your Asphyxiator, darling! Struggle for me; show me how arousing it is for a brave young woman from the Agency to be asphyxiated to death!\u201d<\/p>\n She could feel her own orgasm building. Violet knew this one was going to be extra special. The last one always was as it usually came at the lethal asphyxiation of another female agent.<\/p>\n At that moment Janet found reserves she didn\u2019t know she had. She thrashed about like a wild woman as the air went stale in the bags around her head. They puffed in and out as she panted for breath until she found herself sucking her own expelled air back into her lungs\u2026 found herself sucking the bags tightly to her mouth\u2026<\/p>\n She sucked harder, her lungs trying to find some source of fresh oxygen. But none was forthcoming. She weakened as she became dizzy and disoriented. Then it went off inside her with a thunderous eruption.<\/p>\n Janet shuddered hard, her lungs gasping madly for fresh air to feed what her last orgasm had just stolen from her. Her murderer cried out with sadistic glee\u2026 \u201cGawd yeah, darling! Give it up for me, baby! Die for me, you BITCH!\u201d<\/p>\n Janet went into convulsions before suddenly going limp, too tired to fight anymore. She was ashamed of herself; ashamed she\u2019d let her colleagues down. She was ashamed the bitch known as \u2018The Asphyxiator\u2019 had murdered her and would probably kill again.<\/p>\n What shamed her the most was the way she\u2019d cum so intensely as a direct result of oxygen deprivation…\u00a0 and that the bitch had gotten off on it. That shame was the last thing on her mind as the bag clung tightly to her face. Then she slumped forward, her eyes all glazed over.<\/p>\n \u201cGawd, yeah!\u201d Violet gasped as her orgasm overtook her at the death of the Agency woman. She shuddered hard while eagerly humping the lifeless body. Then she relaxed, gasping wildly for breath.<\/p>\n She sighed contentedly, lovingly caressing her play-toy\u2019s non-moving body. \u201cI gotta give it to you, darling,\u201d she cooed. \u201cYou were great – definitely the best one the Agency\u2019s sent out so far. You\u2019re going to be a hard one to top. But that\u2019s ok with me. I\u2019m looking forward to seeing who they send out after me next.\u201d<\/p>\n \u00a9 2008; 2016 (written Mar 15 \u201908; ed. May 6 \u201816 by riwa)<\/p>\n (Pictures are from latexangels.com and are for illustration purposes only.)<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" A female from the Agency is captured and is forced to suffer at the ruthless hands of \u2018The Asphyxiator\u2019. Continue reading ![\"Bagging](\"https:\/\/riwaslibrary.com\/story\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/05\/Bagging-the-agent-laa2.jpg\")
<\/a>Janet tried her best not to struggle, tried not to give her tormentor the satisfaction of enjoying her suffering. But she couldn\u2019t help herself. It wasn\u2019t long until she began struggling in earnest. Her lungs started heaving in her chest as she fought for her next breath of air.<\/p>\n![\"Bagging](\"https:\/\/riwaslibrary.com\/story\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/05\/Bagging-the-agent-laa3.jpg\")
<\/a>Was she going to climax in the midst of her peril? Was this what the sadistic bitch had in mind? Did she enjoy forcing orgasms out of her victims as she suffocated them??<\/p>\n![\"bagging](\"https:\/\/riwaslibrary.com\/story\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/05\/bagging-the-agent-laa4.jpg\")
<\/a>Janet knew she needed to find some way of escape. But she was losing her strength with each orgasm, losing her strength each time air was denied her. She was weak, dizzy and disoriented\u2026 and she sensed the end might not be that much farther away.<\/p>\n![\"bagging](\"https:\/\/riwaslibrary.com\/story\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/05\/bagging-the-agent-laa5-violet.jpg\")
<\/a>She tried to breathe deeply but it was a struggle to fuel her lungs. Trying to pull air through three bags was exceedingly difficult. Her mind raced as she struggled to find a way out of her predicament.<\/p>\n