PERMISSION TO KILL
FETISH ELEMENTS
Shooting, Shooting to the chest, Shooting to the back, Death Stares, Blood from mouth, Dying At Lover’s Hands
CAST: Mira Green, Xena, Sally, Max, Alex
CUSTOM
«That is absolutely AMAZING! So sexy. I love the way the camera dwells on the corpses. Well done! You have surpassed yourselves».

The story starts as a man slips a key into the keyhole of an apartment front door and lets himself into the bedroom. Melissa (I will call her that here but you can call her whatever you like) comes rushing in from the bathroom, completely naked.

"What's Going on?" she cries. "Who are you? Get out or I will call the police."

The man draws a gun from his jacket and points it at her, putting his finger to his mouth to tell her to be quiet. He pulls from his outer jacket pocket an ID card which he shows to her. She sighs and goes quiet.

"What do you want?" she says softly.

"I need your help."

"Why would I want to help you?" she asks, as she opens a drawer, takes out a black bra and panty set. She puts on the panties, then the bra.

"Remember Fyodor xxx, the journalist who was investigating the business affairs of Dmitri xxx [use whatever name you want]? the one who was found on a dump with half his face missing?"

She looks at him, saying nothing, but knowing exactly what he means. He continues as she takes a pair of black stockings out of another drawer, sits down and puts them on.

"And Valeria xxx, wife of Sergei xxx, who wanted a divorce and was going to take him for millions? Her body was never found."

"How do you know I had anything to do with those?" Melissa cries. "You have no evidence."

"Oh we have evidence all right."

She takes a white bluse out of a wardrobe and puts it on. "Why haven't you arrested me then?" she asks as she takes a skirt out of another wardrobe and puts that on.

"Because we thought you might be useful to us some day"

She laughs. "So who is it you want killed?" She takes a pair of boots out of the bottom of a wardrobe and puts them on. The man takes a photograph out of his pocket.

"Maria and Katarina xxx", he says. "Daughters of Pyotr xxx. We've been warning him to lay off with his investigations. He's in the US so he's hard to reach. We told him that if he didn't back off his daughters would be in danger and he ignored the threat. So now we have to act on it."

"That's a bit extreme," she says.

"They're not innocent. They're helping him."

"What's in it for me?"

"Your fiancé, Rodion."

"What have you done with him?" she asks angrily.

"We've only let him out of jail."

Her phone rings. She picks it up excitedly. "Rodya, is that you?...You're out? That's great..."Yes I promise...I love you too baby...See you soon...kis, kiss."

"If you don't go through with it he goes back to jail. And it'll be a much worse jail this time."

"Okay, I'll do it. I guess I don't have much option."

"No, you don't."

"How do I know you won't kill me afterwards."

The man smiles. "You'll just have to trust us."

"I don't trust you," she replies, and you can see the conflict and fear in her face, "but I'll do it for Rodya. When do you want me to do it?"

"They're at home now."

"That's a bit sudden."

He hands her an envelope. "This is everything you need. Address, GPS coordinates, duplicate keys."

She takes the envelope from him, and you can still see the conflicting emotions in her face. "Well, I might as well get it done so."

The scene moves to a house (or apartment) where we see Melissa letting herself in at the front door. She moves to the kitchen, at the back of the house, and looks out the window. Satisfied that she has seen something she steps back behind the door. She takes her gun out of her handbag and fits a silencer on it.

The girls come in, talking and laughing, wearing tennis dresses and carrying rackets. Melissa emerges from her hiding place pointing the gun at them.

One girl screams and drops her racket before Melissa shoots her in the cleavage. She falls to the ground.

The second girl puts down her racket (on a table, counter, whatever is within her reach).

"I won't scream," she says quietly.

Melissa shoots her, also in the cleavage, and she falls. She walks over to where the girls are lying close to one another on the ground, on their backs, each clutching their wound with one hand, clearly in pain. They reach out the other hand to one another and touch. Melissa shoots each of them again in the left breast. One coughs up blood, then the other, then one by one they spasm and die. Melissa checks the pulse of each corpse then leaves through the front door.

As she steps outside a gun is pointed at her head. She turns to look. It's the man who came to her apartment. He takes her gun from hand softly. She looks into his eyes.

"Walk on," he says.

"I always knew," she says.

"Of course," he replies.

She turns away and begins to walk away. There is fear on her face but she tries to walk in a slow and measured way. When she has reached a certain distance the man shoots her in the back.

We see the wound in her back as she throws her arms up and grunts with pain. We see her from the front with a bigger stain from the exit wound on her chest. She staggers forward and collapses, rolling onto her back. She is choking and starts to cough blood.

As the camera dwells on her we see the shadow of another man approaching and standing over her.

"Rodya," she whispers. Then she spasms one last time, coughs up a little blood and ties.

The man bends down, holds her hand in both of his, takes it and presses it to his cheek, then lets it drop. He feels her neck, kisses her lips and walks away.

The first man walks up to the corpse. Bending down he wipes Melissa's gun and places it in her hand before walking away.

The camera pans over the corpse.