"May I come in?"
"Come in."
The door is unlocked. I step in, to find you naked on the hotel bed, the sheets in disarray, your cock hard, throbbing in your palm.
I think to myself, "What a pervert" -- although I'm not all that surprised. The intelligence dossier has pages and pages dedicated to your perversions and exhibitionist tendencies. Being the powerful business magnate you are, no doubt you have had means of keeping all those incidents under wraps.
But that's not why I'm here. My mission is simple. I have been ordered to neutralize you, in whatever way possible.
So I don't react when I see you in the nude, staring up at me, licking your lips. "You called for me?" I ask in my most deferent voice.
"Yes. I've noticed you. Come here" you beckon me to come closer. "Do you like what you see?" You ask, moving your cock like it's an airplane joystick.
"It's impressive," I say, with no real feeling behind the words.
"Do you want to see what it can do?" You ask, unperturbed by my indifference.
"Maybe I could help you...show me what it can do," I say, with a coquettish smile playing at the edges of my lips.
Your eyes brighten, your own mouth curling into a smile. You nod slowly. "You'll help me get off...you're beautiful."
"I know" I respond. "I'll help you. But you'll have to help me with a little something too."
"What do you want?" You ask, still smiling.
"I want you to jerk off on your knees, in front of me. I want you to to look up at me, to look up at my body, my legs, my tits, as you jerk off".
"Sounds hot." you say, your eyes moving lecherously over my body. You quickly scramble off the bed, kneeling in front of me, your cock dangling between your legs.
I gently stroke your jaw, your neck, your throat...as you start stroking your length for me, looking up at me with undisguised lust in your eyes.
"You love this, don't you?" I ask, my voice soft, gentle, caressing you the way my fingers caress your cheek.
"Yes." you gasp between moans.
"Do you want to cum even harder?" I ask, although I already know what the answer will be.
"Yes...please..."
I pull one of the sheets off the bed, turning it into an improvised noose. I wrap the noose around your neck, twisting and tightening. The constraint makes you gasp even harder, and you start stroking even more furiously.
"That's right... the more I tighten this noose around your neck, the harder I want you to jerk for me" I whisper into your ear, before twisting the noose even tighter.
You start moving your palm over your length in a frenzy, your forearm becoming a blur as you jerk harder and harder for me. As I tighten the noose further, slowly cutting off the oxygen to your brain.
I can see when you're about to cum. Your face flushes a deep red, you moan deep in your chest, and your body goes into a spasm.
At the same time, I give the improvised noose a final violent twist, hearing your neck break with an audible snap.
Even as you orgasm harder than you ever have before, your cum dripping all over the floor, forming a milky puddle in front of you, between us, I see the life leave your eyes. Your body collapses dead weight, onto the floor, your cheek hitting the puddle of cum with a wet, sickening splat.
"Such a good boy" I murmur. "You got exactly what you wanted, didn't you". I look at your inert form, splayed grotesquely on the floor, one side of your face drenched in your own cum.
