This is the overhead view of "Fatal Payment" which was released some time ago. This angle gives a great view of the power of my thighs around my victim's head in the headscissors and figure fours and a very clear look at how I sit on his face and c*mpletely pin him all at a cool price.

I work for a very powerful syndicate who always get what they want. I’m an enforcer and today, I’m waiting to meet up with a man who’s been stealing information from a rival organisation and delivering it to me. I’m wearing tight, shiny leather pants, a shiny satin top and pointy bl*ck stilettos.

He arrives and advises this is the last of the information and asks if he’s getting paid now. I savagely elbow him in the stomach several times and while he’s winded, grab him in a side headlock, then take him down to the floor. He’s on his hands and knees and I knee him in the stomach then roll him on his back. He tries to fight back but I kneel heavily on his throat as I push his arms down then sit on him.

I roll into a side headscissor with my leather clad thighs around his neck and his face mashed into my leather clad p*ssy. These are very fine leather pants and I reckon he can smell me through the seam as I t*rment him before knocking him out.

While he’s out, I roll him on his back and he starts to come to with me sitting on his throat, sm*thering him as I tie his wrists with a bl*ck ribbon. Then I slide forward onto his face and continue sm*thering him while I phone the boss to tell him there’s no more information coming.

As I expected, he tells me to finish him off as he’s no further use to us and to t*rment him as I do. Now these are my kind of instructions and I follow them with relish. First with a l*ttle sm*thering facesitting, then I roll him into another side headscissor and pour on the pressure, and I mean pour it on. He moans and writhes in agony and I just laugh at him as I get wetter and wetter and squeeze tighter and tighter.

After lots of neck and head squeezing and teasing him that he’s getting what he deserves, I transition into a very tight figure four with my thighs and calf tightly wrapped around his neck and my p*ssy virtually eating his face through my pants. Then I look into his eyes and tell him I’m going to eliminate him on the count of three. His protests are muffled by my p*ssy, Mmmmmm, and I count his last few seconds out with him between my thighs.

An Overhead View of Fatal Payment