Lights, Cameras, Asphyxiation!
A groan came after the sharp sound of pencil lead snapping. At the desk was a calico cat writing
away at intricate legal documents, working her day job as a secretary at a law firm. The papers, however,
were not for her work. Thanks to the slow business day winding to a close, the kitty could get some extra
work in on her much more profitable side hustle: preforming lustful, erotic murders on willing
participants! The papers Casey slaved over were documents on the next group of participants in the darker
game, most of the writing in an elaborate code that would look like normal legal jargon to anyone else.
“Casey, you doing okay?” One of her coworkers spoke behind, a bunny leaning over her
shoulder. The calico jumped while hearing her coworker talk to her, not hearing the bunny walk over to
her.
Caught off guard, Casey shown off her papers. “Oh, hey, Bonnie. I’m just working on this case.
Might have to take it home, feeling stuffed with work.” Casey sighed while leaning back, keeping an eye
on Bonnie’s expression to see if she had any idea of what the file actually meant.
“What’s the case? I can take over for you if you’re overworked. Sorry again you transferred here
at the worst time.” Bonnie said with a slight chuckle, moving over to the cat’s side, an inquisitive eye on
the papers before Casey trying to read the situation. “Oh, a lawsuit after getting fired? Poor girl.”
“Yea, that’s ‘bout right. Being split from an entire career, then joining a new startup company;
it’s just getting remarried to the Reaper after dying.” She joked with a half-hearted laugh. “I’m fine, I
think I’m gonna take this case home. Got a package waiting, anyways. Don’t want anyone stealing it.”
The calico started to stand from her desk, gathering the papers together in a folder.
Looking towards the cat with a curious look in her eye, Bonnie nodded and left her alone. Casey
was new to the office after relocating to the states earlier that year, having barely spent three months
outside of Australia. She was accepted rather quickly to the office and was definitely hiding something;
some of her coworkers even took bets on what it was she was hiding! The only details they were able to
sniff out were that Casey had another major source of income and she did it with other people. Gambling
was the current idea, but they were all too far from the truth, even though the calico was a gambler.
Casey made her way home, driving there without stopping for anything. It was a twisting,
constantly turning ride to a secluded house just on the outskirts of the rather sleepy town. The house was
sizable, definitely big enough to fit a family, but there was no family waiting for the calico as she stepped
to the door. Putting in three different sets of keys and pushing her way inside, Casey looked down to see a
brown beagle covered in scratches kneeling naked on the hardwood floor before her. Ignoring the collared
puppy for a moment, the calico slipped out of her heels and let out a sigh of relief, turning to close the
door while relaxing.
“Heya, Lyn. Did that girl turn up?” Casey said, leaning over the canine and patting her on the
head. “And get some clothes on. A robe at least. Getting cold out.” The calico groaned, walking past the
puppy towards the couch. There, she laid down on her back, stretching and sighing in joy as her back
popped.

Standing and walking over to follow Casey, Lyn spoke with a somewhat firmer, more businesslike tone. “She’s down in the basement, where you wanted to do the interviews and legal things. May I
borrow your robes, miss?” The beagle kneeled back down by the calico, looking at her while on the
carpet.
Rolling her eyes, Casey reached out and extended her claws, rolling her hand over Lyn’s
shoulder. With that action alone the puppy froze, shuddering as the knife-like digits teased over her
already scarred flesh. “Yea, you’re a good enough scratching post. Just don’t get any blood on it.” The
sharp claws began to dig into the dog’s flesh, drawing three red streaks of blood down her brown arm.
“Okay?” With a devilish grin, Casey leaned in and gave a kiss to Lyn’s nose, opening her mouth just a
little to let one of her carnivorous fangs press against the puppy. “Oh, and let that girl know I’ll be there
in… fifteen minutes.”
Shuddering with a shaky smile and a lustful moan at her lips, the quivering puppy nodded with
her tail wagging. “Y-yes, ma’am, I’ll get right to it. If you need anything, please let me know? As soon as
you can?” All it took was a simple scratching and the warm breath of her dominant to get Lyn crumbling,
the formal and serious talk melting away to a needy babbling of nothing important.
“Shh, shh, I’ll let you know. Good girl.” Casey snickered while placing her bloodied claws onto
Lyn’s head, patting the beagle and watching her tail go wild. “Now rack off, I need a lil nap.” The calico
laid back on the couch, unbuttoning her blouse to let herself relax with a groan. As she ignored the doggy
once again, she pulled out her phone and set an alarm for herself as she closed her eyes for a cat nap.
The beagle closed her mouth and shuddered at the teasing, almost passive domination that her
owner gave her. Lyn held her bleeding arm and stood up, walking away to get her new scratches covered
up with bandages. Once she finished fitting the bandages over the long claw marks, the beagle went
searching for Casey’s robes, finding them lazily tossed to the side in her calico’s bedroom. The all too
obsessed beagle took a hearty sniff of the black, silk robes before putting them on. Lyn was soon traveling
down to the basement to talk with the new girl, locking the door behind her.
After a handful of minutes, the buzzing and annoying ringing of her phone woke Casey up from
her mini nap. The lazy calico pulled herself off of the couch, slipping the device in her dress pants before
stretching. A little stiff from the short rest, Casey made her way towards the basement in the rather clean
and well-maintained house. Opening the door and descending the staircase with her bare paws, the feline
yawned and reached the bottom of the stairway. Turning to the door on the left, she knocked before
pushing in to see Lyn standing next to a squirrel girl, who had a black bag over her head. The squirrel was
slim and trim, her naked body looking rather fit and muscular.
“Heya. Nice to meet you.” Casey said somewhat dismissively while walking in, grabbing the bag
covering the squirrel’s head and yanking it off in a swift motion. “Sorry ‘bout the bag, it’s policy for ones
kinda on the fence like you.” The calico sighed while tossing it to the table. Noticing Lyn about to say
something, Casey gave the beagle a stern glare and a point down. Instantly, the now blushing dog shut her
mouth and knelt to the ground, sitting next to the squirrel. “Now, tell me what makes you interested about
dying and getting off while ya do, Nat.” Casey directly addressed the squirrel, staring into her grey eyes.
Being caught off guard, blinking in the brightly lit room, the squirrel looked towards the calico
and the kneeling beagle in turn. “W-well, uh… it’s just interesting and I really want it. Having that sort of

fame online after dying? It’s… just cool!” There was an eager air to everything Nat spoke of, until she
stared more directly at Casey and spoke in a cool voice. “And it’s Natasha, not Nat.”
There was an awkward silence from the calico as she looked at Natasha, tilting her head with a
confused expression. “I just… shortened your name? No one calls you Nat? Anyways, anyways,” Casey
said while getting herself back on topic, snapping her fingers to get her own attention, “That’s a pretty
good reason. Haven’t heard that one before, but you’re not wrong! You’ll be popular, just in a niche,
really expensive community.” The calico said, reaching for papers that were not there. “Fuck. Lyn, can
you get the folder from my car? Need her to sign a few things and I forgot it in there.”
With a simple nod, the brown beagle got up with her collar jingling, walking away with her tail
wagging under the silky robes. As Lyn left, Natasha leaned in, straining against her bound hands behind
the chair. “I didn’t wanna be rude, but what’s her deal? Is she your slave or something?” The squirrel
asked, her brow furrowed in thought.
“More or less, yea. She’s a mongrel to anyone, but she was actually my first contracted kill who
begged like the biggest bottom ever. I didn’t wanna do it, she was a brat, so I just bullied her into
submission.” Casey laughed while talking about it, leaning forward to look at the new subject, talking
casually to also interview how Natasha really felt. “We agreed after a week of her being close to death
and me not doing it that she’ll just be my scratching post and slave. Still choke her out till she passes out
every now and then, just to keep her guessing.” Her dark green eyes narrowed as the calico hissed out the
last, most important part. “Don’t tell her or I’ll give you a fate more painful, and less horny, than death.”
Both intimidated and interested, the squirrel leaned in as if she wanted to hear it. While Natasha
was curious, Casey leaned back to show her disinterest in sharing her plan for disobedience, if there even
was one to hide. Just as the squirrel started to groan in frustration at no answer, the door opened and Lyn
returned with a folder in one hand and a pen in the other. Setting the papers down before the squirrel and
feline, the canine meticulously laid out the set up. With an almost lifeless voice, the beagle with a
wagging tail talked through each of the main clauses and shown where to sign for certain afterlife
agreements.
“And here is where you sign to determine your body’s fate after death. Sold on the black market,
burnt, destroyed, returned to someone, and even eaten.” Lyn said, reading through the coded legal
document. “I apologize, but I don’t think I’ll eat your corpse, even if you want it. Not enough fat to make
you tasty. Too much muscle means too ch-” She was cut off with Casey’s hand on her shoulder, pulling
her down to simply kneel next to the calico.
With a sigh as she pets the beagle’s head, the feline gave a devilish grin to the squirrel before her.
“Ignore her, she feels threatened by you. This is her way of saying ‘Beauty! I’d feel bad trying to eat her!’
She has a weird way of showing affection, I blame the trauma.” Casey said dismissively, a low growl
coming from Lyn that was quickly silenced with a tug to the ear. “Just think it over of what you want to
happen to your body, alright? Untie her hands, Lyn.” She addressed the dog without even looking to her,
just patting her head and giving her a small push.
The blushing expression on the beagle’s face was enough to know that Casey deciphered and
revealed her real feelings about the squirrel. Lyn still obeyed, getting behind Natasha and cutting away
the zip ties that held her down with an extended claw. Getting a little huffy, the brown furred squirrel

reached forward and took up the pen, quickly signing her name in the section for being sold on the black
market. She even added a small note in parenthesis at the bottom of the page, ‘as an auction!’ was written
in cursive.
Watching her sign the section so eagerly, Casey snickered. “Yea, I’m betting you’ll want to do
something that keeps your body in one piece. Right? Might as well set up a hanging station for you, just
to grope and play with you as you suffocate. Sound good?” The only reply was a near instant nod from
Natasha, who smiled widely at the suggestion.
“Oh, I’ll love that! What would Lyn be doing during it? Also playing with me or…?” The squirrel
asked, looking over her shoulder to smile at the beagle. “Is it just going to be you and me on camera as
you kill me?” While Natasha spoke, she was reaching towards Lyn’s head to pet her. In response, the
beagle forced the squirrel’s arms behind her back, restraining her and forcing her into a position where
she couldn’t move.
Snickering at their interaction, Casey took the signed papers back and put them in the folder.
“Just you and me. She does the cameras and editing stuff after the fact. Anyways…” The calico began,
standing up with a stretch, “I’m gonna get everything set up. You two have fun, I’ll come get ya when it’s
all set up.” Leaning over, Casey patted Lyn and Natasha on the head, starting to walk away after grabbing
the file.
The calico walked out on the beagle and squirrel before they could even say anything to her
leaving, stepping out of the side room and sliding into the main room of the basement: the recording
execution studio! Flipping on the lights and going to the special toy closet, Casey began to pull out a large
box containing a metal free-standing gallows set. Dragging it out to the main stage of the studio, the puffy
calico went back into the depths of the closet to get a large, mechanical piston.
Getting down and dirty for a minute, Casey began to assemble the gallows for the upcoming
show. The metal frame was quickly put together with a sturdy back beam leading down to the black chord
for the victim. The calico never put in the trap door for the hanging station, instead slipping the large
piston body underneath. With a few loops being slipped over the head of the piston in order to hold onto
the feet of the coming sacrifice.
Upon finishing the main set up, Casey took a final look over it and preformed a quick test by
yanking the rope as hard as possible, trying to jerk it around to see if it broke at all. Seeing nothing in it,
she tried pulling and pushing the piston head, trying to break it as it pulled against her, only to see it was
working smoothly as well! Once everything was complete, the calico would start to strip out of her
clothes, showing off her naked, colorful body. Casey clothed herself in slim fitting red lingerie, getting a
protogen style mask over her face and turning on the emoting screen.
After all of her prep was finished, the cat walked out and knocked on the door to the side room
with her two girls. As soon as she walked in, she saw Lyn’s frustrated face looking towards the door,
Natasha trying to get a reaction out of her. The squirrel was wrapping her naked body around the beagle,
teasing and trying to get her attention in a horny way.

“Miss?” Lyn asked, a light growl in the back of her throat. “Can I slap her to get her to stop?”
The beagle spoke in a firm tone, muscles tensed under the dark silk robes ready to do it at a moment’s
notice.
Looking between the two, the pink LEDs of the protogen mask shown a quizzical expression
before Casey nodded. “Once.” The instant she green lit the action, Lyn backhanded Natasha so hard the
squirrel fell off the beagle and dramatically onto the table. “Should’ve warned ya that she has a short
temper. Now get up, on ya feet, we got a snuff film to record.” Casey turned back, her long tail snaking
through the air as she left the door open, walking away towards the studio room. “I’ll tell you the plan
while Lyn sets the cameras up.”
Groaning and holding her cheek, Natasha pulled her naked body back up to her feet before slowly
shuffling after the calico cat. “That really hurt…” She complained, “Was that even necessary? Did she
need to slap me?” The squirrel whined as she followed Casey into the studio room, eyes growing wide
upon seeing the gallows on display.
“You were annoying her. Honestly surprised she didn’t back hand you before I got back.” The
calico said, pushing Natasha over to the center stage, pass film equipment. “Anyways, the plan is to get
you strapped up to that thing. Gonna show you off, bind you up, then we get into the fun part where you
stop breathing.” Casey explained, gesturing to a box of bondage toys out and on display in front of one of
the camera tripods. “Any questions?” She asked, hearing Lyn come in behind her, the beagle starting to
mess with the cameras to make sure everything was in order.
Natasha nodded along with the entire plan, looking towards the gallows while grasping her neck.
“What are you going to do with my body afterwards? To get it set up for that auction thing, I mean. And
why the mask? Aren’t these things usually edited to hide your face?” The squirrel inquired, walking
forward and stepping on the platform of the execution station center stage.
Following behind the fluffy tailed rodent, Casey thought on what she would do in the moment.
“Hmm… vacuum bag for freshness, drop in the freezer, wait for them to pick your body up, split
fifty/fifty with the owners of this?” The calico suggested, looking towards Lyn to see if the more
knowledgeable dog knew about the workings of this sort of thing. With a shrug from the beagle, Casey
focused on the other question. “And the mask just looks nice. Also saves Lyn time on editing, so she can
do other things for me. Doesn’t it look cool? Broke my back and someone else’s over it!” Casey joked,
the LED screen laughing with x-ed out eyes.
Giving an uncomfortable laugh at the idea of this mask being a real protogen’s face that was
ripped off and cleaned after a show, Natasha quickly changed the subject. “All of that sounds pretty good!
Are we ready to get to it? Also, love your lingerie, really nice.” The squirrel complimented the calico,
standing on top of the piston under the hanging rope.
“All cameras are good, waiting for your signal.” Lyn said loudly from the other side of the room,
stealing away Casey and Natasha’s attention. The beagle gave a thumbs up before flipping her finger
across a small tablet, causing the stage lights to grow dim and keep the hanging station in the dark. “Front
camera is all ready for the close up and introduction, just count me in when ready.” Lyn spoke in a
methodical and calculated tone, pulling a headset over her ears to listen to the microphones on the
cameras.

With a whistle, Casey called Natasha over to her as she stood in front of the camera directly
ahead of the gallows. “Come here and stand a meter or so away, you’ll know when to show that pretty
face.” The calico teased before looking into the camera, the mask’s lights styled to look like a wide smile.
After her command, Natasha made her way over in the darkness of the room, being careful to not fall as
she got near the camera and veered to the side. “Five, four, three, two…” Casey counted down, holding
up her hand to silently mark the last number before the red light on the camera blinked to life!
“G’day, all you snuff addicts!” Casey addressed the camera, giving a wave and an overly cute
smile with the LED mask. “Nice to have ya visiting again for another monthly kill. This time, Miss C has
a special treat for you perverts watching: the corpse of our beautiful victim will be put on auction soon
after this video goes up!” The calico extended her arms to the side, reaching out for Natasha to give the
squirrel her cue to come on camera.
The squirrel slipped her naked body into Casey’s arms, feeling the tight grasp around her soft
fluff. As one of the calico’s hands reached up to her neck, Natasha found herself being choked all of a
sudden! Not expecting it, but not wanting to mess with anything her murderer wanted to do, the squirrel
just let herself get choked. She even held up a peace sign with her fingers like a moaning anime girl
would to sell the sexuality that was her dying even more!
Squeezing her fingers around the soft throat of the squirrel, making Natasha groan and struggle
for air, Casey snickered. Walking back with the victim on full display, making the rodent walk backwards
while caught breathless, the calico showed off the supple brown furred body of the squirrel. “Oh, getting
blue in the face already before you’re even hanging? Come on, Natasha, you can do better than that!”
Casey teased, using her free hand to boop the nose of the squirrel. “I’m gonna let go and you’re going to
take yourself to that noose. If you tie it up, I’ll let you get an orgasm before you suffocate~”
As the straining fingers that kept Natasha struggling suddenly loosened, the squirrel found herself
breathing heavily with the new freedom. Panting and turning around, she began sultry walk away from
the camera and toward the gallows, showing off her curves and her body! Lyn, adjusting another camera
to focus on the stage, rolled her eyes at the display as Natasha pulled herself up onto the gallows. The
squirrel stood on the piston and slid her feet into the loops, bumping her neck against the noose while
preparing herself for her final show.
With a touch of her tablet, Lyn swapped from the main camera to the one watching Natasha take
hold of the noose. Meanwhile, seeing her opportunity, Casey quietly ran to the side of the room to the box
of bondage toys, darting over the wires of the cameras and avoiding tripping on any of them. Opening the
box and dragging out a pair of handcuffs and a vibrator, the masked cat began to make her way back to
the squirrel starting to hang herself. Natasha already had the black rope around her neck, struggling to
tighten the knot behind her head with her hair getting in the way.
Once Casey got on the stage and in frame, Lyn zoomed the camera out to show both of the pretty
gals in frame. “Hands behind your back, Natasha.” The calico ordered, grasping the delicate hands of the
fragile squirrel and pulling them behind her back. “There you go, good girl. Didn’t tie it all the way?
Hmm…” Casey didn’t finish her thought as she handcuffed the soon to be corpse’s hands, locking
Natasha in a position where she can’t fight back against the hanging even on instinct. “You’re going to

have to work for it if you want an orgasm, silly gal. Not gonna give it to you for free.” Casey’s demeaning
voice hissed out through the mask into the squirrel’s ear, getting a quiver down her spine.
“Y-yes, ma’am! I hope me dying would feel nice for you.” Natasha moaned out with a little too
much effort. “I’m all ready for my execution!” The squirrel was squirming in the loose noose, her cunt
dripping in anticipation at the beginning of her end. “Th-thank you for the chance to be your little
abusable cunt, miss, I hope you’ll be happy with my body uselessly spasming in my death throes. Pplease make me your little execution d-”
Natasha was cut off with the noose being forcibly tightened around her neck, straining it before
she was even hung. “No talking. Just stand there, look pretty, and die~” Casey hissed out quietly,
grabbing a remote from the gallows. Pressing a button, the piston beneath the squirrel began to slide
down, forcing the horny girl’s neck to strain against the rope that was digging into her flesh. “Oh, and one
more thing: no breathing. Be a good girl and stop all that breathing, okay?” The sadistic snicker of the
calico came once again as she gave the exposed cunt a hard slap, making the breathless squirrel squeak
out a choked moan through the tight rope.
Those pretty grey eyes in Natasha’s skull rolled back as the machine stretched her, all the
pressure put on her neck. There was no way the squirrel could struggle or do anything to fight it, whether
she wanted to or not. Her body squirmed and shuddered, tense from the lack of air in her system and the
suffocating feeling. Casey took the buzzing vibrator and pressed it to Natasha’s sensitive clit, making the
rodent squirm as her moistened slit was played with once again.
Sticking the vibrating wand in between the plush thighs of her prey, the calico grinned wide.
“Now hold onto that, snuff slut squirrel. You wanna feel good as you surrender that sexy body to
someone else, right?” Casey turned to Lyn and gave her a gesture, telling the beagle to focus one of the
cameras to the squirrel’s chest. “Maybe the choking alone isn’t enough to get you of, hmm?” The calico
spoke in a low, lustful tone, pushing the piston back up to give Natasha just barely enough room to
breathe.
Lyn moved behind the cameras and adjusted them to focus on the squirrel’s plump tits and
another to focus on her face. Natasha’s expression was pained and overwhelmed, mouth wide as she took
deep breaths again and again, shuddering with the buzzing between her legs. “P-please, miss, let me
choke and die for you~” Natasha struggled to squeak out, her tongue rolling out of her maw while looking
to Casey.
“So eager for that? Pfff. Can’t slow down your own execution to have fun, can you?” Casey
chastised while reaching out toward the plump squirrel tit, her claws fully on display while grasping it.
“You’re too excited to die you’re forgetting about showing off.” The cat shook her head slowly, digging
her claws into the plush tit meat. Drawing her digits along Natasha’s body, the calico carved red gnashes
in the brown fur, slowly taking the deep cuts towards the nipple. “You got to give them a show with it,
too, you stupid squirrel~ Doesn’t it feel good being entertaining in your final moments? Let me hear you
moan~”
Natasha squirmed and groaned with the pain that filled her system as her tit had claws rend into
it, her cunt being vibrated to the point of orgasm! She couldn’t help but to moan with a hint of pain in her

voice, gasping out in pure pleasure. “Y-yes! Yes, it feels so good to show off like this! M-more, more! I
need-”
She was cut off once again as the piston’s button was slammed. The piston pulled down at top
speed, quickly dragging the squirrel down so that the noose was the only thing that supported her.
Natasha’s neck was wrenched upward, a loud crack ringing out as the squirrel’s neck was snapped from
the sheer force of the piston dragging her down! Those pretty grey eyes were wide and slowly slumped
down, the corpse of the squirrel without an orgasm hanging with her body stretched by the neck and feet.
Casey calmly took the vibrator from Natasha’s legs, turning it off and casting it aside before grasping her
cheeks.
“There you go, that’s a good girl. You gave a good show, beauty, and now you’re gonna be sent
to someone who wants this limited-edition doll of your corpse!” She spoke to the body like it was still
listening, giggling while turning to one of the cameras. “Sorry about clawing at your potential toy, anyone
willing to bid in this auction. Think of it… as a signature. This silly tree rat was getting on my nerves just
a little too much to leave perfectly uninjured.” The calico patted the bleeding boob of the fresh corpse and
snickered, walking away to leave Natasha hanging there helpless and dead.
Lyn stopped the recording after a minute or so of extra footage at the end and the ‘fun’ part of
cleaning up began. After cutting the noose down and freeing Natasha’s body, Casey and her puppy
trapped the squirrel’s still warm body in a vacuum bag, sucking all the air out to make it resistant to
decomposing. Once that situation was wrapped up, Lyn went off to edit together the footage and make the
video proper, Casey taking the time to put the corpse in storage.
Everything was published and polished up within the day, the six-minute-long film being
uploaded to the dark web and a massive transfer of funds coming into Casey’s account. Natasha’s corps
was up for auction with many pictures, including lewd groping and touching through the plastic bag, were
posted to show a proper image of the cute squirrel’s body.