This is a raw and rough lift up strangle. Perp wearing tight black leather gloves and a double hand throttle lift up, with kicking and dangling feet and lots of postmortem carrying, OTS, Cradle, and a few others, Rag Dolling and Limp play with the corpse. Customer specific with something for everyone.

Belle and Chris work together at an large environmental firm and are closely bonded in the workplace. One evening after a big meeting Belle gets a call at home from Chris. He asks her if she has time for a dinner later in the week to discuss some personal and work stuff. Immediately Belle gets defensive thinking he is hitting on her and trying to get in her pants, so she shuns him in a nice way and tells him "I don't date coworkers". She says she will see him at work, reiterating she doesn't date who she works with regardless of who else is doing it, obviously Chris has been silenced by her rambling accusations since the call began, so he hears her out and hangs up. She is single, home alone with her kitty, and says she "doesn't need anyone, especially from work". Well her kitty isn't impressed with her clingy nature to things other than men, so he runs away from her with a get away from me work. Belle shrugs it off and heads to the kitchen for some wine. She sees she is out so she grabs whiskey and an icy tumbler to pour it into. As she pops the cork and pours her glass, a figure appears behind her in tight leather gloves. When she spins around to set her glass on the counter he is already reaching for her neck, grabbing her throat with two hands and lifts her off of the ground. He chokes her as she fights with him slapping his arms and face as she kicks and thrashes about. He keeps her up off the ground with brute strength and thoughts of rejection and misunderstanding. He throttles her and starts to walk with her in the air to the counter. He sets her ass on the counter and lays her back getting a good grip as she straddles him kicking with her bare feet and legs, then wrapping them around to get leverage. He throttles her but wants to get the job done so he spins her as he walks around the counter to the living room and lifts her up again. He walks to the middle of the room and continues throttling her hard up off the ground. Her face gets red and her feet kick as they dangle off the ground. She tries to fight him but she is getting weaker and her arms are having a hard time doing anything to pry or claw. Her face gets redder and eyes bloodshot as she is now twitching and her feet pointing to the floor. After she is hanging there dead, dangling feet barely twitching postmortem, he drops her to the floor like garbage. He gets over her and checks her out, rolling her over and checking her limbs to see if she is dead. He picks her up like she is a small sack of potatoes and throws her over his shoulder. He carries her around a bit, back and forth letting her body sway back and forth limp as he holds her legs. He continues to carry her, then lets her down partially turning to a cradle carry and doing a few laps around the room slowly carrying her limp dead corpse, freshly strangled to death. After he carries her he takes her to the counter top. He lays her out lifting up her blouse and feeling her breasts with his tight kid leather gloves on, then pinching the nipples, then lifting her skirt and seeing her bare shaven pussy. He is not the type of man that wants sex on the first date, in fact she had him all wrong. If she wouldn't have been such a bitch, she would have met him for dinner to find out he was opening a new firm and asking her to be senior partner. So much for that plan, so Chris drinks a nice pull from her smoky whiskey and then puts her legs over his shoulders, then grabs her up in his arms, carrying her folded up with her ass on his chest and head on his shoulders in a frog position. He takes her to the sofa and sits down so she falls into his lap straddling him. He lets her arms and torso go back and to the floor then lifts her again repeating, pulling up her skirt to expose her sexy ass, then pushing her shirt up to show her tits. After a few times and rag dolling he picks her straight up legs dangling and carries her to her bed. He tosses her like rubbish on to the bed, but then straightens her up, flopping her around, rolling her over, undressing her while he caresses her perfectly toned body. He knows she was a total bitch and nobody will have to worry about her any longer. He will still move away and open his own firm. He plays around with her and then gets her set up on the bed, spread eagle, one arm up one down in a nice pose. She looks so beautiful and naked. Before he says goodbye he puts a blanket over her legs so she looks like she is sleeping with her eyes open. He tells her corpse about where she went wrong and the opportunities she missed. Then says, "thanks for the whiskey" as he heads back to the kitchen to finish the tumbler of smokey whiskey on the rocks. Her body is viewed and panned from different angles.

Starring: Belle Fatale