Her first day as private detective

asphyAfter the selection process and a short training course, Fawn finally gets her first field job.

"Follow the suspect and write down everything you see" were the instructions from his boss.

"Try to stay out of trouble, remember we are trying to obtain evidence for the client!"

Fawn was eager and excited to begin her career as a private detective.

After following her target for quite a while, they ended up in the old industrial area of the city.

Fawn's sixth sense told her "Go away! Don't go on! This is dangerous!" but her ambition to prosper quickly in her new job was driving her to follow that guy.

"Maybe I'll catch him red-handed!"

The man entered an old building.

Fawn pulled out her gun, which she'd never used outside the shooting gallery...

"It's too late to back out now" she repeated to herself, swallowing saliva and ignoring the trembling of her knees...

As excited as frightened, Fawn entered into the dark and dusty place.

"What the hell is in here? What kind of place is this?"

"You shouldn't wear high heels if you want to follow someone without being spotted!" said a male voice behind her, before everything turned black...

Fawn collapsed unconscious from the tremendous blow.

"I've been listening your heels behind me for more than half an hour! Unfortunately now I can´t let you go."

Fawn was a doll in her captor's arms.

Fawn came to as her captor began to strangle her, pinning her from behind.

She struggled to free herself, kicking and clawing at the floor with the heels of her new boots, but the lack of air was sapping her strength and the pressure on her neck was relentless.

Her struggle was brief and before long, feeling her lungs burning, the inexperienced detective exhaled her last breath.

Fawn's detective career ended at that point, and so did her life. Her body lay on the dirt floor... Her jeans were also soiled when she unintentionally wet herself.

"You are very pretty, as pretty as stupid! What a waste..." laughed the assassin.

"I wish I had more time to get to know you better... unfortunately you've already wasted too much of my time! I'll still treat myself to cum on your face, poor stupid girl of the brown boots! Later I'll send someone to dispose of your body...."

After spraying poor Fawn's face with his jizz, the man left the place, leaving her lying there amidst the dust and debris.

Fawn lay there for hours... Her face smeared and her jeans pissed.

In her pocket, her phone rang, breaking the sepulchral silence of the old abandoned factory.

No doubt her boss must be wondering what had happened to his new junior detective on her first field job...

No one would ever answer that call...