The Angel of Death's name is Tammy
By The Fox



Introduction

Tammy is looking out the window of the slow-travelling bus, her mind busy.
It's been 2 years since she rescued her 2 children from the clutches of
criminals, killing everyone involved with the kidnapping, bringing her victim
count up to 22...all men, all strangled to death with her bare hands. She
looked at her hands, lovely, sensual yet incredibly strong, with long powerful
fingers...hands that are capable of, and in fact in the past have, clamped
around an unfortunate victim's throat, sometimes squeezing blood from ear,
nose or mouth, but always resulting in death. Once Tammy's hands were around a
throat, it was only a matter of time. After rescuing her kids, she vowed never
to kill again...and for a year all went well, she buried herself in her work,
keeping as busy as possible and also spent time with her kids and
friends...none of whom knew her dark secret.

But it was not to last, pressure was building at work, her tyrannical boss
Robert making life increasingly difficult for her, turning spiteful when she
rejected his numerous advances and his pestering. One morning his secretary, a
lady called Martha, opened up as she does every morning at 07:30, frowning as
she saw the manager's office door standing open as she knew he always locked
it when he left for home, sometimes late at night. She stepped into his
office, and what she saw was a sight she will never forget as long as she
lives. Robert was sitting in his chair, his head slumped back...his mouth
half-open, a trickle of blood running from the side of his mouth with his
tongue protruding and bloodshot, bulging eyes staring sightlessly in death...

Tammy smiled as the bus continued it's slow course, recalling the events of
that fateful night, which once again changed the course of her life. She
remembered the fear in Robert's eyes as her powerful hands squeezed his
throat...she recalled that she deliberately murdered him slowly, relishing and
enjoying the kill, something she only did once before, to Norman the man who
kidnapped her children. She remembers experiencing a powerful orgasm in the
process, and was disappointed when she saw his eyes glaze over and roll back
in his head after less than 10 minutes, she wanted it to last much
longer...after all he made her life at work a living hell for years..

After that she often killed, leaving a trail of dead bodies across the
countryside, 15 of them in fact, all strangled to death manually...leaving the
police baffled. They connected the murders to the previous 23, deciding all 38
were committed by the same killer, but that's as far as they got for now...yes
a serial killer was on the loose once more, a beautiful but deadly serial
killer called Tammy...

Tammy knew it was useless to fight it, she was what she was, a killing
machine. She admitted to herself that she enjoyed killing with her bare hands,
dominating her victims, seeing the fear in their eyes...it excited her and
turned her on. For years she lived in denial, now at last she faced the
truth..she was a serial killer, and recalling the title of a movie she once
saw, a natural born killer...and now she was on her way to yet another town,
with death following her ...

Chapter 1 : The waitress

James had been visiting the restaurant regularly for the past 2 weeks, for one
he loved the food but secondly he was very fond of the new waitress, he was to
find out later that her name was Tammy, a tall beautiful dark-haired girl,
nice body, lovely hands which immediately caught his eye. He tried making
conversation with her when she served his food, but she was very quiet. Even
so, there was a strength about her, James thought, she seemed to be brimming
with power and she was oozing sensuality ... and this turned James on
tremendously.

James was not to know that Tammy had selected him as her next victim, the
moment she laid eyes on him. She came to this town a month ago and she's been
working here for 3 weeks, 5 weeks after she killed Robert. Her hands have
started to itch once again, and she knew all too well what that meant..

On this fateful day, as a thunderstorm was raging outside, Tammy was working
alone, as other waiters had the day off as well as the owners. Only the
kitchen staff was there, and they never left the kitchen ... an important
detail in Tammy's plans. James strolled into the restaurant at 10 o'clock and
had a seat ... Tammy saw him as he came in, and she felt a flush of
excitement. She looked him over, a tall powerfully built man, and she knew
strong as she was, it was rather gonna be her cunning and technique that will
help her with this one. She was not gonna overpower him as easy as the others
...

James placed his order with Tammy, his eyes going over her ... "What a
beautiful creature she was", he thought. Tammy noticed this, and she smiled to
herself. When the food was ready she took the plate and handed it to him and
then she made her move ... .

She reached over and planted her lips against his. His hands reached up, and
instantly they were running across her midriff, enjoying the smooth skin. She
hopped up on the table so that she sat upon it, legs spread apart and feet on
the bench he sat on, one on either side of him as she deepened the kiss all
the more.

James was fully aroused by her touch and as she deepened the kiss, his tongue
prodded into her mouth and was met with her own, dancing around it in soft
circles. He tried to pull her onto him, hands on her waist, but her legs kept
circling up and over his arms, fighting to keep them at his side as he kissed.
Suddenly, as he felt her legs wrap over both arms he felt her high heels dig
into the red cushions of his bench and her lovely but powerful legs clamp
tight, pinning his arms fully to his side.

He felt her gentle, long fingers slide up and down his chest, sliding up one
more time before encircling his neck and pulling him into the kiss all the
more. With sudden quickness, her legs tightened a bit more and her thumbs
circled around his neck, finding his Adam's apple and pushing into his throat.
His eyes shot open and were now looking into her own, calm dark brown eyes
that glittered beautifully.

"Too rough! You're... uggggghhh!" James felt the words die in his throat as
her thumbs squeezed his Adam's apple, pushing his trachea partially closed.
She felt his arms try to extend, pushing out violently and moving her thighs
apart a mere few inches before she snapped them back shut. In this position he
didn't have the power to free himself easily, if at all and his struggles
caused her to whisper in a seductive tone in his ear, "I'm going to strangle
you to death with my bare hands ... .". His eyes widened with fear and with
that her thumbs began to move up and down slightly, working against his flexed
neck muscles, massaging into them hard and slowly working his trachea closed
little by little. He bounced on the bench and twisted his body back and forth
but those long, strong legs held him fast in place.

Tammy was squeezing tighter and tighter with each passing second. She could
feel her thumbs sink in as his gurgling and hacks became louder. His mouth now
hung open, his face twisted like a gargoyle's, his tongue reddish purple and
swollen as her thumbs cut it's blood supply off in their push to take the life
of yet another man. His arms strained against her muscles and her thighs
bulged with effort as he bounced hard enough to lift her off the table a few
times. Her grip remained strong, her eyes still calm as they looked into his
own wide ones. The whites of his own eyes clouded with a flush of crimson as
the vessels burst within them and his face was turning from bright red to
purple. His mouth moved, begging her to release his neck, wordlessly, but she
bit her lip again and would squeeze even tighter in response.

She could hear his feet kicking the other bench across from his own in his bid
to somehow free himself. Lightning flashed and the man's head jerked and his
mouth drooled, his tongue still lolling out, grotesquely. Tammy sees his eyes
start to bulge, yet another sight she has seen many times, caused by her
incredible hands. She feels an orgasm rising up deep from within her, as her
fingers involuntarily tightened even more ... James' eyes popped out even
more, and then she felt powerful waves of pleasure wash over her as her hands
squeezed his throat brutally tightly, as James' vision finally fully darkened,
as his life fades.

Feeling him slip away, her orgasm subsiding, Tammy's thumbs kept his throat
shut. She held him in her death grip for a few more minutes until she was
absolutely certain he was gone past the point of any return, and released ...
his limp and lifeless body slumped on the bench..

Time to move on to the next town, and a next victim ...

Chapter 2: Lethal hands

She needed to kill again. Her hands had started to tingle, involuntarily
clenching and unclenching. She entered her bedroom and closed the bedroom
behind her. The memories were rushing back now.

Her mind went back 2 months, to a small town ... and to James ... a man she
slowly and methodically strangled to death. Afterwards she went from town to
town, killing a man in each one. Now she finds herself here in another small
town, which she prefers as it makes it easier to evade the cops.

Tammy has to date killed 44 men, and enjoyed it immensely. She tried to kid
herself that she must stop, but came to the realisation that she can't. She
was being true to herself, and the thrill of hunting and killing a man can't
be replaced by anything else ...

Standing in front of the mirror naked, Tammy felt a deep sense of satisfaction
at knowing what she was capable of. She would do it again tonight. She put on
her black leather skirt and a white sleeveless top and black boots. Minimal
makeup, her dark hair tied up in a ponytail. She hitched the skirt a little
lower on her hips and looked again in the mirror. She was ready ...

She decides to add to her excitement, and hitch-hike. She stood along the side
of the road only for a few minutes when a car stopped, the driver a thin,
frail looking guy with glasses called Jimmy ... he saw this beautiful girl
hitching a ride and decided this is his lucky night. Little did he know that
tonight's date will be written on his tombstone ...

Tammy smiled at him and got in at the back, which he found quite strange.
Jimmy asked her where she was heading, and she gave him the name of the club,
quite an upmarket place with an occasional live band playing. They drove in
silence, with Jimmy checking his rear-view mirror more regularly than usual,
amazed by the beautiful girl on his back seat. He found himself getting
aroused, she was so sexy ... even though there was something ominous about
her, Jimmy couldn't put his finger on it ...

As they got close to the club, she asked Jimmy to park in a side street,
another strange request which puzzled him, but he then thought to himself that
maybe she's keen, and they could perhaps have some fun. It was a dark and
quiet street, just half a block away from the club. Jimmy got aroused even
more, this was gonna be a night to remember ...

As he stopped he felt soft, cool fingers in his neck, slowly massaging his
neck ... he couldn't believe it. As he was about to turn around he heard
Tammy's voice, "Don't turn around, just relax and enjoy ... " and her strong,
skillful hands massaged his neck and shoulders.

Tammy has gained a lot of experience killing men with her bare hands, when she
started off she just squeezed with all her might, and having awesome strength
she would kill her victim easily, but on occasion break his neck, not meaning
to do so ... but these days she is able to assess exactly, based on the build
and weight and strength of her victim, how tight she must squeeze to kill her
man within a specified time. Her skilful hands responded exactly, knowing for
how long and how tightly to squeeze.

With Jimmy, Tammy knew it will be very easy, he looked pretty weak. As Tammy
was massaging his neck, she curled her long, powerful fingers around his
throat from behind ... and said to Jimmy in a quiet voice, "Now I'm going to
strangle you to death with my bare hands.." Jimmy felt fear grip his heart at
the sound of her words, and as she has done so often in the past, Tammy begins
to squeeze ... .her strong fingers tightening around his throat, careful not
to break a bone but squeezing tight enough so that all Jimmy could do was make
gurgling sounds. Even though Tammy was only using a fraction of her strength,
she noticed in the rearview mirror Jimmy's tongue lolling from his mouth
within 20 seconds, and she smiled ... at the 30 second mark his eyes rolled
back in his head and his thin body went limp and the gurgling stopped.Tammy
noticed his pants and was surprised to see that that he experienced an orgasm
before he died. She kept her grip on for 20 seconds or so, as always making
sure there is no life left whatsoever, and then she released him. It was
probably her easiest kill ever. She needed more excitement, she didn't even
get aroused as usual, she thought as she was walking towards the club.

As soon as she entered, Tammy had seen the man she wanted for the night.
Sitting by himself, the handsome man was wearing a white shirt and black
trousers . Dark black hair parted in the middle, he seemed to be alone. Tammy
grabbed an empty stool in a corner and ordered a Savannah. She knew she had to
get the man's attention and fast. He was sitting alone and she decided to make
the move.

Coming off a terrible divorce a few days back, Ricky was an emotional mess at
the present moment. He sat nursing his beer and contemplating his future
course of action, not really paying attention to the present when he heard a
sensual voice.."May I sit down and have a drink with you?" Ricky looked up and
saw the woman and his eyes narrowed. She was a beauty.

"Of course, please have a seat. I am Ricky," he smiled. They started chatting,
and Ricky thought this lovely young woman was just what he needed after the
hell he has been going through recently.

"Let's go back to my place", Ricky said. Tammy smiled, "I would love to, thank
you"..

They finished their drinks and then walked to Ricky's car, a silver Jacquar.
He opened the passenger door for her, she climbed in and they took off. They
drove down the same sidestreet where Tammy murdered Jimmy, and actually drove
past his car. Tammy's heart raced as she noticed Jimmy's body still slumped in
the driver's seat, but Ricky didn't notice anything strange.

They reached Ricky's apartment, a very nice place in an upmarket part of town.
Judging by Ricky's car and apartment, Tammy decided Ricky was not short of
money ... too bad he couldn't take it with him into the afterlife he was soon
to experience, she thought with a smile.

Ricky took Tammy by the hand and took her to the bedroom. They started kissing
as Tammy slowly undressed and before Ricky could even open the buttons of his
shirt, she pushed him onto the bed. She gently lowered her naked body on to
his and started kissing him passionately. Her hands sliding up and and down on
his chest.

Tammy slid her hands up his chest for the last time. She placed both of her
hands on Ricky's throat still kissing him. Ricky tried to jerk her hands away
but couldn't. Tammy withdrew and sat on his chest her hands placed on his
throat but she was not applying any pressure now.

"I am sorry but I have to do this." Saying this Tammy tightened her grip on
his Adam's apple and started strangling him. Unlike with Jimmy this time her
fingers were around his neck and her thumbs were squeezing his Adam's apple,
exactly like she killed James and countless others. She liked to vary her
technique these days, keeping things interesting..

Ricky could not understand what was happening. How could this beautiful woman
choke him so roughly? He still thought Tammy was playing a game but his
windpipe was getting crushed and he was having trouble breathing. Tammy was
feeling dominant over her victim. She was one of the few female serial killers
in the world who liked to kill her victims by strangling them with her bare
hands. It gave her a high to see her male victims utterly powerless in her
grip. She began smiling and having an orgasm.

She gripped Ricky's throat even more tightly as the familiar sight of a
swollen, lolling tongue and bulging eyes transformed Ricky's handsome face, as
he put up a tremendous struggle. After 2 minutes of intense, relentless
choking, finally his eyes became glassy and rolled back in death ...

At last when she was sure that he was dead, she released her grip and stood
up. Her naked body was glistening with sweat. She left quietly, and hitched
another ride to her apartment, the driver yet another person who would never
see the light of day again ...

Chapter 3: The Big Squeeze

Tammy was bored, and Tammy bored is Tammy deadly. She was a serial killer, who
killed men with her bare hands, strangling them. She looked at her hands ...
beautiful hands, but powerful and deadly. They have been responsible for 49
deaths all over the country. She decided to move around, targeting smaller
towns as staying in one place made it easier to get caught. It was tough on
her 2 children, and she has left them in the care of friends, who was willing
to help, thinking she did rep work and had to travel a lot. 

She planned something special for her 50th victim, it had to be different. She
enjoyed strangling her victims, but needed to do something different, just for
a change. It was at the public swimming pool where she selected her next
unfortunate victim, a young man in his mid 20's named Roger, sitting on his
own next to the pool. Tammy approached him and asked, "You mind if I join
you?".

Roger looked up and smiled when he saw this lovely lady, tall with long dark
hair. He was a loner, lacking self-confidence..and this did his ego the world
of good. "Of ... of course you may", he stuttered and blushed. He was quite
skinny, and appeared a little soft around the midriff Tammy noticed, perfect
for her experiment she thought.

They chatted for a while, with Tammy doing most of the chatting and Roger
being in awe of her beauty and feeling uncomfortable in her presence, being
the introvert he was. Tammy asked suddenly, " Would you mind us going for a
drive.. just me and you?". Roger could hardly believe his ears, and
immediately accepted, blushing all the way.

As they were driving, Tammy gave directions, leading him to a secluded area.
Roger felt a chill down his spine for some reason..as Tammy said "You can stop
here, I want to talk to you". He stopped, and Tammy asked him to take a walk
with her. Roger followed her like a puppy, whereas actually he was a lamb
being led to slaughter. She led him to a clump of trees and then turned around
and smiled at him and said, " Now I'm going to kill you with my bare hands"
...

Roger gave a start, and Tammy, quick as a flash, punched him in the stomache.
He doubled over, completely winded. She put her arms around him from behind
and started to squeeze, placing her hands on his tummy, just below his ribcage
and pressing down hard ... him being winded already making it easier. He put
up a struggle, but was no match for Tammy's power. She squeezed tighter and
tighter ... Roger was unable to breathe out from the pressure applied by her
hands on his belly, and as soon as he breathed in Tammy tightened the
pressure, her hands acting like 2 oxygen deprivation clamps. She was
suffocating him, much like a python or boa constrictor kills it's prey.

While squeezing her victim, Tammy experienced an earth-shattering orgasm,
increasing the pressure 10-fold on Roger's abdomen ... his face was turning
from red to blue, and his tongue started to loll out his mouth, and his eyes
bulged as he felt the breathe and life being systematically squeezed out of
him. Darkness closed in as his lungs collapsed under the pressure of her
powerful arms and hands, a trickle of blood running out the corner of his
mouth and his eyes glazed over ... and death closed in.

Tammy kept up the pressure for another minute before slowly releasing the
pressure ... she held the body in her arms for a while, wiping the froth from
his mouth. She found this to be a thrilling experience, ... yes she might do
this more often, seeing as she has the strength to pull it off. She gently let
Roger's body go and gets up. She gives one final glance at Roger's dead face,
victim number 50, before she left. More excitement and adventures await her,
she can hardly wait ...

The murder weapons