Troublemaker

“Action!”

Anita was getting used to the way Jack shouted this word. It was firm, but not exaggerated. It could mean to start a bit of acting, or start having sex, or pull the trigger to blow the brain out of an actress, so that she could die for the people jerking off to her body losing all muscular tension and falling to the ground, an inanimate object that cannot cover her intimate parts, or tease someone, just be available for other people pleasure.

The actress was a beautiful, tall, black lady. Jesse was quite pleased with her hair, a “curly ’fro” as the actress herself described it. She was probably one of the most beautiful women Anita had ever seen.

She was wearing a bath robe open on the front, her shaved pussy and big tits exposed, now wet from her saliva falling from her mouth and Jesse’s dick. She was giving one hell of a blowjob, and Jesse was particularly enjoying it.

Anita was enjoying it too. The actress was on her knees, but being very tall she had to bend over to reach Jesse’s cock, making her round ass pop under the robe. Jesse had already said he wanted to end fucking her dead body in the ass, something the actress was not ready for. 

She agreed to slowly put an anal plug inside her butthole, to make it easier for Jesse later; it took longer than expected, as she had never done anal in her life, but she was willing to do it “to please Jesse.”

Anita hated that Jesse had this immense power on everybody at the studio; but she was the one who had to give the actress the glass with the potassium cyanide, and so this time she was not on the sidelines. She would bring death on that actress and end that beautiful blowjob for Jesse. That meant also to end the life of the actress. But the actress wanted it, and Anita was the one allowing her to die her sweet death.

The actress was good at blowjobs. Anita took the opportunity to learn; she caressed Jesse’s legs, massaged his balls, and sucked a lot more than Anita did usually. She just did it more… powerfully, with more purpose than her. But she was also doing it for the very last time; in fact, she was doing it as her last thing as a person. She had to be good.

“OK, Jesse, now pull her head more towards you and make it look like she is gagging and can’t breathe. Please darling, make it look like you are surprised and in distress, and try to fight it, but not for real. Just maybe try to signal with your hands that you are breathless and in distress, but you are not fighting for your life – just yet, OK?” Jack instructed the two actors.

As Jesse mumbled “OK,” the actress smiled while still having the cock in her mouth and gave Jack a thumbs up.

Anita was again struck by her positive attitude. She was also very hot. And she blew better than her. Anita couldn’t wait to snuff this woman for good.

Jesse pulled the actress’s head towards his belly, his cock going deep down her throat. She was not good at acting, that had to be said; she shook her hands weirdly, and her gagging was not convincing at all. Sure, she was not to hit Jesse for real, and hurt him (my dear Jesse, we wouldn’t want that!) but whatever she was doing… was really not working. And that probably cut her life short, even if only for a few minutes.

“O-O-O-O-K,” said Jack, clearly unsatisfied by her acting skills. “Anita, please bring the glass and let’s do the main event, shall we?” The actress pulled Jesse’s cock out of her mouth.

“Was it good?” she asked Spike, who nodded with an embarrassed smile.

“That was very good,” said Jesse, clearly referring to the blowjob.

Anita walked on set, bringing with her the glass of water mixed with potassium cyanide. Bringing death to the actress.

“Oh, thanks, darling… I’m so thirsty,” the actress said, winking at Anita.

“Good thing no one drank this water then,” Anita replied, causing the actress to burst out laughing. The last time in her now ending life.

“You are right! Smart girl,” the actress said, before drinking the whole glass in a single shot.

“Thank you!” the actress said, as Anita locked eyes with her.

“You are very welcome,” she replied, caressing the actress’s cheek, wet with tears from gagging on the cock and probably Jesse’s precum.

Then Anita rushed away from the scene as the cameras kept rolling.

The actress quickly took Jesse in her mouth again, and a moment of total silence fell on set.

Then it happened. She gagged in a way that she did not manage to fake before. Something in her stomach almost erupted, as her eyes started becoming redder and redder.

Jesse grabbed her by the hair with one hand, and pushed down on a shoulder with the other; the feeling of death coming from her stomach made her want to get up, and run, as if that could save her.

Jesse was too strong and the poison was working fast: after a couple of attempts, she lost any ability to control her muscles, her hands and arms sliding down on her sides, her mouth now full of Jesse’s cock but her lips no longer able to wrap around it.

Her eyes watered even more, her expression no longer one of pleasure but one of pure fear: she was still very much in her brain, even if her body was burning with pain.

Anita kept telling herself that she had done that. Not a single spot of regret, just pure arousal.

The actress lost focus on her eyes, her brain now falling into darkness. She had gone with a cock in her mouth. Anita felt jealous of her bravery and very proud of her own key role in all of that.

Jesse slowly pulled out of her mouth, and, keeping hold of her hair, lowered her to the floor, onto which a little stream of blood dropped from the actress’s mouth. She was very flexible; her legs kept bending and allowed her to rest on the floor, knees bent, feet near her butt cheeks.

A beautiful dead actress. Jesse flipped the body with his foot exposing her perfect, round ass. He took away the plug and pushed his cock deep into her ass.

Anita was surprised by how quickly he went very deep inside her, until she realized there couldn’t be any pain or muscle tension by the actress anymore. Her asshole was now just a toy for Jesse to enjoy. Jesse pounded the actress as hard as he could, his balls loudly hitting the actress’s pussy, her face rubbing on the floor lifeless. Jesse exploded in a loud orgasm, first inside her, then pulling out and cumming all over her dead, round ass.

After the last drops of cum fell on the dead body, he left the set to allow Jack and Spike to film some more shots of the actress, snuffed, splashed with cum.

Anita slowly rubbed her lips with the index finger of the hand she used to caress the actress’s face; the salty taste of her tears felt empowering.

“Stop! Good job everyone,” Jack said. Jesse started clapping and Anita joined. Jack and Spike smiled. The little dysfunctional family of real snuff movies. Jesse, still naked, hugged Anita’s shoulders from behind and whispered “good job, Anita,” into her ear, before walking into his dressing room –giving Anita no time to react.

Spike collected the two cameras, leaving Jack alone on set with Anita.

“What a great, great idea,” he said, pointing at the dead body. “She had the ending she wanted, and we have an absolute banger. The other snuffs? They are doable. But this one, this is something that will be discussed in our industry forever. Please, please, keep the secret on how we did it. I don’t want them to be able to replicate it.”

Anita mimicked closing her lips with a zip. She looked back at the dead body. Her dead body.

“You know,” she said to Jack, “I thought that it would feel weirder being responsible for… this.”

“It’s just work. Everyone here is happy. She is happy too. She wanted that. And she paid good money for it. In fact, I think you’ll find a good surprise when your next paycheque comes.”

She and Jack hugged in front of the dead body. He added, “Go home and relax. Thank you.”

She smiled at him, walked past the dead actress and gave one last look. She felt powerful and aroused. She wanted to get the robe the actress was wearing, but she had to wait: she was still wearing it and it would be a mess to take it off. 

“We’ll get that robe and I will let you have it first,” Spike told her at the door. He had basically read her mind.

“You know, I kinda disliked her. Too hot and good and perfect to be true.”

“She did die spectacularly, though,” Spike replied.

“See you next shot?”

“Yep… probably.”

Anita hugged Spike and left.