Dead, not Alive: Women to die for
By Crunchgasm, contact at arktilentor@yahoo.com
A deadly group of four ladies forms with some erotic persuasion.


Part 2: Joining their deadly bodies

Ayane was curious about the reason for the message inviting her to inspect the
secret M.I.S.T. facility on Kauai Island. She and Kasumi, who would be joining
her relatively shortly, had destroyed the main facility where the artificial
life form known as Alpha 152 had to be defeated.

Upon landing with her hi-tech glider, Ayane saw open gates of the facility-
normally disguised as boulders. Many guards lay dead on the outside. Upon
closer inspection, the lavender-haired kunoichi noticed most of the deaths
were due to anatomical destruction of the neck and spine. Naturally, kunoichi
were trained to dispose of enemies in such manner, but it seemed whoever
killed these men really enjoyed the method.

Entering deeper, Ayane found one dead guard with his zipper pulled down.
Chuckling, she later found a corpse with a post-mortem erection and traces of
a clear fluid on his lips, with a pool of blood coming from a wound on the
back of his head. Instantly, she felt a tingle down there, aware of how this
man was killed.

As she ventured deeper into the facility, she could occasionally hear sounds.
Cries of unknown origin. Upon coming to the prisoner cell area, she found the
most obscene sight yet. Two guards almost naked, both dead, with fluid-soaked
faces, and erections that stayed firm even in death. Of course, their necks
were broken, and it seemed neither guard had struggled much. Gasping, Ayane
walked, while massaging her own breasts. She was in need of ending a life in
such a way, as it has been some time before she had killed a man in an erotic
fashion. She was in luck.

Upon ascending the stairs, she found the cries much louder, and easier to
discern. These were mostly female, and sexual in nature. Entering a tech lab,
she found Momiji and Mai naked, scissoring men while in orgasmic throes. A
pained groan escaped a man's lips just as Mai's body scissor broke his spine.

An amazed Ayane fingered herself at the sight of this sadistic depravity, as
Momiji broke off the kiss she had going on with Mai to give a brief
explanation: "This whole floor has trapped scientists, guards and technicians.
We killed some, but far from all~"

Ayane smiled, before a problem she realized made her blush. "Kasumi is coming-
we should kill everyone before she sees this."

"N-no. I'm sure some guy will volunteer to die for her. This nerd in the
corner asked to be my toilet. I'm never using an actual toilet again, not
after what he did. He was slowly dying after I popped his neck just a bit ...
but cleaned my ass up so well ... mmm.", Mai shared her twisted experience,
before returning to the make-out session with Momiji.

Ayane smirked, liking the idea of completely subjugating a man. She left that
room to enter the next one, and found a guard and a technician- both had their
hands and feet tied up.

As she began to hurriedly remove her black leather suit, Ayane saw the guard
squirming in panic, trying to get away from her. "What's the matter? Are you
scared? You never expected to be the prisoner and suffer?"

The guard's muffled words elicited a cold "Hmph." from her, as she began
untying his arms, only to flip the hapless man on his back, and break his left
arm with a cross armbar- the snapping sound serving as a catalyst for a soft
moan of pleasure. The man's scream was loud, but the fabric covering his mouth
made sure Ayane's enjoyment was audible.

As the guard rolled around in pain, the kunoichi slowly got up, and grabbed
both of his legs after stepping on his upper back, easily beating frantic
resistance to lock in a high-angle Boston crab. Lowering herself to the
soon-to-be dead guard's crotch, she rubbed herself against it teasingly,
causing consternation in the technician, who couldn't help himself but get
erect from seeing her naked body.

At the same time, she caused agonizing pain and mechanical stress on her
victim's spine, the awareness thereof making her moan in ever-increasing
pitch. As she felt a powerful orgasm coming, the Mugen Tenshin clan member
stepped backwards- right on her victim's neck. Her frame was light, but
powerful.

Thus, once she committed to a mighty pull on the legs of the guard and pressed
her feet into his neck, everything broke in a messy cascade of pops and
cracks, followed by a blissful scream and a fountain of vaginal fluid that
splashed the technician.

"Ohhh, what a kill~ I can't stop ... cumming ... "

Ayane almost fell from the intense spasm of her muscles that came on as a
result of her orgasm, but managed to support her body by pushing her hands
into a wall. The mortified technician soon watched as the deadly beauty came
to him.

"You can lick, kiss or suck any part of my body for your pleasure. But when I
later break you, don't fight it. You'll be a toy that will make me cum
again.", Ayane's slightly dispassionate voice did little to calm the man down,
or to reduce the erection in his trousers.

"Would breasts be ... okay?", he asked while shakily pointing with his finger,
and was swiftly presented with Ayane descending onto him in a way that let him
orally stimulate that area. With her not wasting any time in allowing him the
request, neither did he waste time in pleasuring her.

Knowing his death was coming soon, he reverted to a primal state of mind, as
he sucked on Ayane's nipples while fondling her perky boobs. Her soft moans
further stimulated the illusion of suckling on his mother's breasts. Ayane
enjoyed his surrender, and how gentle he tried to be with his mouth. She had
no intention of being gentle with him, however.

Her legs bend at the knee while hooking around the peaceful man's own legs,
and begin to pull apart, causing the man great pain. His hips would be
destroyed by the unnatural forced movement of his legs.

As he starts to cry, Ayane feels only increasing pleasure while her trained
body is able to withstand the splits easily. "Mmm ... yesss ... cry for me ...
If you don't bite, I'll let you lick my pussy after your hips go ... pop ... "

Indeed, her improvised hold caused the technician to wail louder and louder,
which made Ayane's pussy tingle intensely. Once his bones and muscles couldn't
withstand the force imparted on them, a loud double crack coincided with
agonizing screams and rolling on the floor. Ayane erupted into a glorious
orgasm, remaining rigid in the position that broke her victim, while he was on
the verge of passing out.

Perhaps being showered by Ayane's juices kept him awake and aware of how much
enjoyment she felt at that moment in time. The slowly panting lavender-haired
kunoichi soon untangled her legs, and crawled over to his face misshapen from
painful exhaustion.

Kissing him on the cheek quickly, she spoke condescendingly: "žGood ... you
didn't bite. Want to lick my pussy? I'll cum in your face as I break your
neck."

A slow nod was all she needed to see, as she swiftly leaned back, her head
resting on his aroused crotch as her legs locked his head in a tight vice,
enabling him only to use his tongue, which he did, quickly eliciting pleasured
gasps from the cold assassin, as well as tasting her juices in copious
amounts.

It was getting harder and harder for him to swallow these, since Ayane
tightened the headscissors more and more, enjoying herself, dreaming of mass
murder of men bewitched by her alluring body, even though her blissful face
and closed eyes made her seem like an angel.

Yet, perhaps stimulated by her petting him from time to time, he worked hard
to pleasure, despite his face going blue. Ayane was barely holding off on
twisting his neck right off at that moment, as his tongue had somehow reached
a particular spot inside of her. "Oh, yesss ... do it again ... and I'll give
you one last job to do ... "

By now devoid of any self-preservation instinct or desires connected to
himself, the man plunges deep inside Ayane's pussy, desperate to let her
orgasm wildly, once again, even if it cost him his life. The results are
instantaneous, as he finds the spot yet again.

"That's it! YESSS! crr-pop" Ayane gleefully screamed as she mustered enough
control over her body to twist her hips just lightly to the left during a wild
orgasm. The realization that her victim flopped around, and went limp sent her
into a premature panic, but when she checked his pulse and found it, alongside
pained groans, her orgasm restarted, knowing she could carry out the final
depravity.

She broke his neck just in the right place so he would be fully paralyzed, but
alive. After a minute, she sat naked on his face, and groaned lightly, before
explaining what that "last job" would be.

"I need to go to the toilet. After you clean me up, you can die."

She thought she'd heard a sad whimper in response, but soon, a lick aimed at
her tight crack put a smile on her face. She relaxed, aiming to experience
what Mai had told her about.

Meanwhile, Kasumi had arrived about five minutes after Ayane, and found much
of the same scenery of death, yet oddly devoid of true bloodshed, for the most
part. She too, could recognize martial arts techniques as being the causes of
many deaths. However, upon gaining awareness of the sexual nature of some of
these kills, the light brown-haired kunoichi blushed, covering her mouth as
she felt embarrassed, but also, slightly scared of Mai Shiranui, and Momiji.

Still, these men had weapons beside them, and had to be incapacitated, either
stealthily, or in the middle of combat, as empty shell casings demonstrated in
a few places. This place definitely housed technology used in the process of
cloning human beings, which worried Kasumi- she had to fight a clone of
herself at the other facility.

The sounds of pain and pleasure soon reached her ears, too. It took her little
time to recognize what was going on: the kunoichi were hurting men. Alarmed at
least at first, she ran towards the source of the noise, even thinking of
confronting the perpetrators.

She snuck up on one door from where the noise was coming from, on a generally
empty second floor of the facility. Upon suddenly opening it, she found an
embarrassed Ayane, who had just twisted her latest victim's neck, after
relieving herself in his mouth. She had actually caught her simultaneously
licking Momiji's pussy- the shrine maiden and kunoichi had come to check on
her lavender-haired colleague briefly.

"You ... kill men for enjoyment. Why?", the rather innocent Kasumi asked in a
confused, even angry tone, her nose twitching at the still noticeable foul
odor of a recent defecation despite an open window.

"They work for Donovan, and can't be allowed to live. We're just having fun.
Mai showed me how good it feels to be in control~", Momiji replied.

"We were taught only to kill when there is no other way! These men were
captured and are harmless!"

"Oh, come on, Kasumi ... you killed men that weren't in combat too. We all use
our bodies to make them let their guard down before a silent kill. If we let
them go, they could rebuild the organization.", an annoyed Ayane replied,
frowning.

Momiji added on another reason which shocked the naà¯ve Kasumi: "Besides ...
quite a few like it - they want us to make them suffer ... in exchange for
letting them touch and lick us."

Before Kasumi could even gasp in shock, she received more astonishing info
from her lavender - haired rival: "Mai told me how she emptied herself in a
guy's mouth. I had this guy here clean me up while paralyzed from the neck
down, after I let him worship my boobs. His tongue felt wonderful. He gave me
the best orgasms I've ever had."

Kasumi gulped, looking at the bodies of two men that lay dead. One did die in
great agony, but Ayane was telling the truth about the one she used as a
toilet, because he had a tent in his trousers, and his tongue was slightly out
of his mouth.

"M-Mai Shiranui gave you ... this idea?", Kasumi asked, and received emphatic
nodding in reply. Mai was considered the best kunoichi in Japan, and the
expression on Kasumi's face indicated a shaking of her world view.

Seeing this, Momiji walked up to her, and spoke, after a brief kiss on the
cheek: "Let me show you."

Kasumi sighed, and went with Momiji, who led her to a room with some
scientists and disarmed guards. Fearfully, they watched Momiji and Kasumi, and
yet, many, despite their fear, grew erections while staring at the women.

"Anyone who wants to pleasure us and die, speak up. You're going to die
anyway, but better die today after feeling this or this ... ", Momiji pointed
to Kasumi's large, covered breasts, making her gasp in embarrassment, before
finishing her sentence off: " ... than dying in 40 years, stuck in a prison."

Already, some voices came in response, stunning the naà¯ve woman. She got a
quiet signal from her ... ally to undress. Hesitantly, she undid a zipper on
the back of her black suit, and then, as she gradually peeled it away,
received a chorus of "whoahs" of amazement. With closed eyes, she took her
white bra and panties off, triggering almost all of the 10 males present to
indicate their agreement to die that day, in some form.

"See? They are a bunch of practice dolls, Kasumi. At least the guards are
certainly guilty of something."

Having been convinced enough, Kasumi walked slowly towards the nearest captive
male, a guard who looked rather young, and judging from a casual look at his
lower body, interested in what was on offer.

Suddenly, not changing her facial expression of a mild smile, the Mugen
Tenshin clan fugitive leapt in the air, and landed on the male, quickly
burying his face in her ample bosom as her arms cradled the back of his head.
The muffled moans of her first victim were not overly panicked, but still, she
tried to soothe him:

"Shhh ... you will go to a nice sleep soon. Forever ... "

As the guard began to lick and kiss her breasts, the female moaned, slowly
swaying from right to left, while her legs locked around his back, sealing the
erotic trap. Since she was rubbing herself against his crotch, she quickly
achieved a state of relaxation in her victim, enjoying the stimulation of her
breasts, while depriving the lucky male of oxygen.

As much as the righteous side of her protested, this felt good, and her pussy
tingled intensely, particularly as the limbs of the guard began to go limp,
his hands falling off by his sides. Seeing Momiji kill another male with a
standing headscissors neck snap as a reward for making her squirt, Kasumi
crossed an important border in her mind by gripping his spinal column with the
delicate fingers of both hands that had snaked their way downwards from his
neck.

One hand pulled on the left, the one below it to the right, and grisly pops
made Kasumi groan, smiling as the dying body flickered to chaotic life, before
everything went still in the arms and legs of her victim, following an elegant
destruction of the guard's spine. Her squeeze on his torso intensified, as a
small orgasm began.

Riding the wave of pleasure, she ensured her muscles permitted no air to enter
her victim's lungs. After thirty seconds, Kasumi uncoiled, rising victorious
following a brief pulse check. The kunoichi was maturing, having killed an
entirely willing victim, and felt sexual pleasure from the act.

Chuckling with one hand covering her mouth as a scientist desperately rubbed
his aching groin against the ground, unable to masturbate with the aid of his
bound hands, she met his embarrassed gaze, and asked him directly, referring
to Momiji's latest victim:

"If you enjoyed that, would you like to die like him, between my legs?"

The scientist got up to his knees, and asked in astonishment: "Can I really
... lick you?"

The response was simple. Smiling, Kasumi pushed his face into her pussy, while
crossing her legs behind his neck. Gentle petting was the signal for his final
journey to start.

Grateful, the scientist kissed the wet orifice, before going to lick deep
inside. It was clear from his stereotypical appearance that he had little luck
with women, and he was overeager to please his chosen killer. But Kasumi
didn't mind- in fact, his chaotic tongue movements brought electrifying
surprises every few seconds, and she found herself pushing his head in,
deeper.

"Ohhh~ So good ... If you keep this up, I will ... have to lie on my back ...
and break your arm as I squeeze your neck ... ", Kasumi told him, her threat
sounding more like a lewd suggestion.

Since the man only licked her with more vigor after comprehending her words,
Kasumi groaned in delight, falling back as she adjusted her legs to trap his
right arm and his head at the same time.

All her years of training, all the rigors put on Kasumi's body and mind ...
had made her strong and alluring. Now, the young kunoichi realized her true
power, and that it was time to have fun. After all, Momiji was right: some men
wanted to die in erotic settings.

As the tonguing of her pussy caused the kunoichi to spasm, she caused the man
more and more pain by pulling on his arm. Her moans join those of Momiji, who
somehow combined an ankle lock with a reverse headscissor.

Both victims were groaning and crying in agony, their voices cancelled out by
the horny moans of Kasumi and Momiji. It was the former who orgasmed first,
her body spasming to the point of overdoing the headscissors. The man's right
arm snapped, and then, his neck. Kasumi was amazed by how the dying man
trembled, his eyes open for a couple of seconds before expired, his mouth
soaked with her juices.

Momiji collapsed on top of her victim after snapping his ankle and neck by
twisting in two opposite directions. Her orgasm was not as intense as
Kasumi's, but to Ayane and Mai, who had entered just as the two ladies came,
it left an impact, as the witnesses giggled, surveying the remaining available
victims.

What followed was a passionate lesbian massacre of men. One man died in agony,
as Momiji broke his back with a boston crab combined with a double heel hold,
while he ate out Ayane, who in the end broke his neck. Momiji's legs had been
wide open, allowing Kasumi, who was on her belly, to worship her pussy.
Meanwhile, her own victim was being broken by her thighs, vertebra by
vertebra. A slow, torturous death happened to him, even though he was able to
taste her flowing juices.

Mai Shiranui suckled on Kasumi's right nipple, while breaking a scientist.
First, his spine surrendered to her bodyscissors, and then she finished him
off with a powerful headscissors neck snap, coinciding with a lustful look
between Momiji and Ayane. Their victim was afforded two seconds of screaming
into Ayane's gushing pussy before she killed him.

In the end, there was one older scientist left. Mai summoned the other three,
and suggested something. The reactions were those of astonishment and great
eagerness. The man in his 50-s watched as females lined up around his body,
lying to form a square. A very perverse square.

Behind the man who was seated, Mai Shiranui laid, eating out Momiji, while
receiving cunnilingus from Ayane. Kasumi worshipped her rival's pussy, while
Momiji sealed the erotic square with her head between Kasumi's legs.

Once the frantic lesbian activity started, the man's weakened heart began to
fail. So much lesbian passion threatened to kill him. And as the erotic energy
of the four killers spiked, they came, all around him. He had one hand free to
masturbate, and he did. The female screams of bliss drowned out his groan, as
he clutched his heart, and fell down, dead.

The four sides of this square had a deeper meaning. In Japan, and East Asia
generally speaking, the number four was associated with death, due to the
similarity in the pronunciation of words.

Very aware of this fact, Mai hoped that this group could not only bring death
to many men in erotic ways, but also amplify the powerful energy of death to
encourage other fighters to form teams of four. The vision of a collapsing
civilization in ruins patrolled by naked killer women brought her, and then
the other three to a shockingly powerful orgasm.

A new, dark force had been born on that day.