(repost)
‘Time to get rid of that bitch!’ Veronika thought bitterly as she angrily crumpled the letter announcing Jasmine‘s move up in the company. ‘I should hang her for stealing my promotion!’
In her anger, she got a mental picture of her so-called friend swinging from the end of a rope. The image intrigued her, even excited her. The more she thought about it, the more her hands played absentmindedly over her breasts. She pictured Jasmine gasping for breath… imagined her death rattle… dreamed about the woman’s face turning red as her tongue hung out of her mouth.
She pursed her lips and imagined life without that damn woman interfering with her own plans. “What do you think, Jasmine?” she said out loud. “You want to come over and ’hang out’ for awhile?” Then she grinned at her pun before walking over to the telephone and dialing her “friend’s” number…
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“Hello…? Oh hi, Veronika. Yeah, it IS good news! I’m so excited about my new position… Well, that’s sweet of you to say. Look, I know how much it meant to you and I’m really sorry… Really?! Well that’s awful nice of you, Ronny! I thought you’d be upset about it… A makeover?! Hey, that’d be a lot of fun… just like old times… Ok, I’ll be right over. I got nothing to do right now. I’ll see you in a few minutes…”
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“Why don’t we start with you?” Veronika said cheerfully, trying hard not to grit her teeth as her friend sat down in a chair. “You’ll wanna look good when you start your new position next week.”
Jasmine looked up from the chair and smiled at her. “Thanks, Ronny! You’re a great friend! I really appreciate how well you’re taking the news of my promotion. I know how bad you wanted it. I’ll make it up to you someday. I promise!”
‘You‘re gonna make it up to me today, you bitch!’ Veronika thought, trying hard not to grit her teeth in anger. She rubbed her friend’s arms encouragingly and replied, “You deserve that promotion! You worked hard for it! I’m glad one of us got it and not someone else in the company!”
“Yeah,” Jasmine said in agreement. “So how do you want to start this makeover?”
“I got just the thing,” Ronny said. She walked over to a table, poured some chloroform onto a rag and then came up behind her friend.
“What‘s that?” Jasmine asked eagerly.
“Let‘s start with a facial, shall we?”
“Good idea. My cheeks – mmmmmppff!”
She grimaced as a white cloth pressed up against her face, blocking her mouth and nose. She squirmed and struggled but she couldn’t keep from inhaling the powerful chemical. A moment later her body went limp in the chair.
“Nighty-night, bitch!” Ronny said cheerfully. “This party is just about to get started.”
Veronika began to slowly undress her lifeless friend. “I see you still like to dress up, even in front of me!” she muttered angrily. “Well I’ll let you keep your stockings and straps. I just want to pull this dress off so I can have some fun with your tits!”
As she struggled to pull the dress off, she began to feel strong stirrings of arousal over what she was about to do to the bitch. She got a mental image of Jasmine struggling for breath and she felt herself start to get wet down below.
“I might as well enjoy myself, don‘t you think?” she smiled at her unconscious friend. “Who knows… maybe you’ll get off on it too! I’m pissed off at you for getting that promotion, bitch! But I suppose I shouldn’t deprive you of one last pleasurable experience now, should I?”
She worked the dress down and exposed her friend’s nice, round breasts. She’d always thought about getting it on with Jasmine although she figured the prudish woman probably wouldn’t care for it much. She was too damn busy with her ambitions. Since the woman didn’t really care for the girl-on-girl thing, this was going to be perfect. The bitch needed a little humiliation before she passed on into the next life!
As Veronika worked the dress down her unconscious friend’s legs, she felt herself getting hot with desire. The thought of Jasmine’s impending struggle to catch her breath almost made her wish it was her lying in the chair… almost, but not quite.
“I think I can satisfy myself somehow,” she said to her lifeless friend. “And you’re gonna help me, just like a good friend should, aren’t you!”
“Can you hear me, Jasmine?” she taunted the unconscious woman. “You know what’s going to happen to you? No?! Don’t worry. You’ll find out soon enough!” She patted her on the stomach and then slowly ran her hand over the woman’s breasts, causing the nipples to stick up erotically.
“You might actually ENJOY what I’m going to do to you, Jasmine! That’s the only thing I don’t like about this whole damn thing! But I guess that’s ok. It’s going to be the last thing you EVER enjoy! You’re sure as hell not going to enjoy that promotion!”
She ran her hands back and forth over the woman’s breasts, causing a moan to slip out past the unconscious woman’s lips. “Yeah, that’s what I thought, you bitch! Latent, lesbian tendencies!” She laughed again. “You just might find the whole experience mortifying, although that would certainly be all right with me!”
She went and got several lengths of rope and proceeded to secure her friend. She tied her arms to the chair arms and ran rope around the woman’s waist and thighs, making sure she couldn’t get loose. When the woman was secure, she took a length of rope, threaded it through a hook in the ceiling and made a hangman’s noose out of one end.
Veronika walked out of the room and then returned a few minutes later with a small garment bag. “You’ve got a big head, Jasmine. Let’s see if it will fit into THIS!” Then she pulled the bag down over the woman’s head and closed it off around her neck!
Jasmine began to stir. “What’s… what’s going on?” she tried to gasp. She coughed and tried to take in a breath through the bag. “Ronny?” *cough – wheeze* “Ronny? What are you doing?”
Veronika pulled the noose down in front of her friend’s startled face. “You see this?!” she said angrily. “I’m gonna HANG you, you traitorous, promotion-stealing bitch!”
Jasmine’s eyes got wide and she shook her head frantically. “NO, RONNY!” she gasped. “PLEASE…” But her “friend” was already tightening the noose around her slender neck, sealing the bag around her head.
“You ready for a double asphyxiation, bitch? I sure as hell am! In fact I’m horny as hell just thinking about it!” Jasmine gave out a gurgled little cry in the bag as the noose tightened around her neck.
“Let’s get this show on the road, shall we!” And with that Veronika gave a good hard tug on the rope, lifting her friend up off the ground chair and all!
The noose tightened instantly around Jasmine’s neck thanks to the added weight of the chair. She began choking and gasping as the rope cut off the supply of oxygen to her lungs. She struggled to free herself with her arms. Then her legs began to kick as her hands twirled helplessly.
She put on a good dance, considering what she was tied to. The chair creaked and swung as she gawked and gurgled. Veronika lowered the chair enough for Jasmine to briefly get her legs underneath her. Then she sadistically pulled it back up into the air, laughing evilly as those legs kicked for the floor.
Veronika saw Jasmine’s nipples stick straight out. She knew the woman was experiencing sexual sensations even as her breath was being cut off from her body! She began rubbing her own breasts in excitement, wondering if her poor “friend” would experience one last orgasm before she died… and if she would experience one of her own just by watching!
Jasmine’s eyes bugged out of her head as she tried to gasp for breath. Between the bag and the noose, there was simply none to obtain! She pleaded with her eyes to be let down but Veronika just shook her head.
“No can do, bitch! This is your swan song! Tell you what… why don’t YOU die and I’LL take the promotion!” Then she began to rub her crotch excitedly as Jasmine started to shudder.
“Need a break, bitch?” Veronika laughed. “Well here it is!” She lowered the chair long enough for Jasmine to find the floor with her feet. Then she pulled it right back up!
“That’s it, Jasmine!” she encouraged. “One more orgasm for the traitorous, promotion-stealing bitch! Go for it, girlfriend! It’s probably going to be your last anyway so you might as well enjoy it!
Jasmine gurgled through the bag, desperately trying to breathe! She shuddered hard and then went limp. She swayed quietly on the rope as her hands twitched, the nylon creaking from the weight of the chair. Her rock hard nipples stuck out like little pebbles.
A brief murmur fluttered through her body. There was a raspy gurgle and a sigh as a death rattle fluffed the bag. Then there was no movement at all.
Veronika furiously rubbed her clit as it swelled inside her. Then she tipped her head back, arched her back and cried out as the orgasm slammed into her. A hot wave washed hotly through her body, leaving her weak and breathless as she stared at the swaying body tied to the chair. Then she gasped for breath, sighing with extreme pleasure.
“Was it good for you?” she panted sharply, “’cause it sure as hell was good for me!” She watched the woman sway lifelessly in the noose. But as she stared at the dead woman’s rock-hard nipples she actually felt herself getting aroused again.
“You finished with the rope, Jasmine?” Ronny asked the corpse. “I think I’d like to play with it now. What do you say?”
No answer.
“How about it, bitch? You finished?”
She walked up and looked closely at Jasmine’s face. The woman’s mouth was agape, her eyes open. Moisture from her last breath misted the inside of the plastic bag.
“Maybe I should leave that bag on you for a few minutes… what do you think? At least I won’t have to listen to any more of your damn success stories!”
There was something about the way Jasmine looked in death that made Veronika incredibly horny. She stared at the sight in front of her… stared at the topless woman as she hung from the rope. She looked at the dark red, oxygen-depleted face… the nipples that only now seemed to be softening just a little… the body that hung suspended from the rope in the ceiling.
“Damn, you look hot like that!” Veronika breathed softly. “I gotta get a better look at that face of yours!”
She walked up to the body and pulled the bag off the dead woman, wanting to see what Jasmine’s face looked like in death. What she saw sent an unexplained thrill of eroticism flowing through her…
Jasmine’s tongue peeked out past her teeth as her lips remained parted. Strands of hair fell in front of her glassy eyes. Her face had that distinct red tint of asphyxia. The sight of it unnerved Veronika…
It also excited the hell out of her!
She reached out and touched the dead woman’s breast, caressing an erect nipple. It was still warm to the touch. She fondled the dead woman’s breasts excitedly, studying the woman’s expression. It certainly looked like she’d had a massive orgasm just before she died!
Veronika let a hand caress her own neck, wondering just what it had felt like having that noose choke the very life out of her former friend. She HAD to know! She simply had to feel the rope around her own neck! She had to know what Jasmine’s last few moments had been like! She’d certainly looked as though she’d had a powerful climax right there at the very end!
She untied the rope, allowing the chair and the body to come back down to the floor. She untied the ropes and removed the noose. Then she pushed the corpse in the chair up against the wall.
She slipped out of her outfit, leaving her in only her nylons and garter. She brought the noose down until it caressed her breasts, causing her to shiver with excitement. Oh, YEAH! She DEFINITELY had to experience this!
She pulled up a folding chair, sat on it sideways and slowly wrapped the noose around her neck. She shivered at its touch as though she were being caressed by the gentlest of lovers. Her breath caught in her throat and she moaned softly.
“I wonder what your last moments felt like, Jasmine,” she said softly as she played with the noose around her neck. “Did you feel as excited as I feel now? Did a part of you actually WANT to be hanged? I wonder…”
She slowly tightened the noose around her neck, embracing the sensations that blazed through her body. She moaned again as she played with the rope, alternately loosening it from around her throat and then tightening it until she felt the discomfort of its presence. She actually wanted to know what it felt like, if only for a moment! And there was only one way to find out!
She slipped out of the noose, gauged its length from the ceiling and then tied off the other end. When she came back to it she found she had to get up on the chair and rise up on her knees to slip her neck back in. But it was just right! She’d be able to put her weight on it, yet still be able to slip out of the noose when she was finished.
She tightened the rope around her neck and slowly lowered herself down, bending her knees. It sent erotic shivers running up and down her spine. But it wasn’t tight enough; she could still breathe freely.
She bent her knees a little more and instantly felt the noose tighten considerably around her neck. Almost immediately it sent an erotic jolt coursing through her body! She gasped as her fingers gently caressed her erect nipples. They were sticking straight out in excitement!
It was seductive… addictive… and she bent her knees even more, putting more weight against the rope. Her breath was choked off even more, setting her pussy on fire! It was incredibly erotic being barely able to breathe! Veronika wondered if Jasmine’s final moments had felt like this!
Tighter… less air… highly erotic… she wanted more! Her pussy throbbed with need; she had to have this release! Veronika tried to bend her knees even more but the chair wobbled uncertainly.
She gurgled as she tried to steady herself. She could feel her face getting flush from lack of oxygen, could feel the sensations of an approaching orgasm. It was dizzy… numbing… absolutely incredible! She was going to have a massive climax any moment now! If she could just help it along a little… give it a little nudge…
A twinge of pain in her knees caused her to straighten up, momentarily releasing the tension on her neck. It had the unpleasant effect of diminishing the pleasure in her loins. SHIT!
She wanted it back… needed to maintain the tension somehow! She needed to make sure the rope was tight enough around her neck to choke her! Trembling with desire Veronika carefully bent her knees again, dropping one off the seat of the chair. Immediately she felt herself go all wobbly…
There! The tension was back and so was the pleasure! It was almost upon her! But now her calf muscles were protesting!
She started to rise and felt the chair wobble a little. Then she slipped off the chair, losing her balance. The noose immediately took her full weight, closing tightly around her neck and all but cutting off her windpipe!
Immediately she started to panic, gasping and gurgling in an attempt to breathe. Her hands flew up to the rope as her fingers tried to dig into her neck in an attempt to loosen the nylon. That’s when she felt the orgasm rush toward her.
She had a split-second to make a fateful decision. Instantly her hands dropped to her crotch. She furiously fingered her nub with one hand as she thrust fingers into her dripping slit…
The orgasm slammed into her with devastating fury. She arched her back, thrusting her tits out proudly. She tried to gasp for breath as her eyes rolled up into the back of her head. Then she shuddered violently as little gurgling noises slipped out past her lips.
Her eyes settled upon Jasmine’s lifeless body and she felt an erotic jolt ripple through her. ‘Is this what it felt like to hang, bitch?’ she idly wondered. Then she tried to breathe… found she couldn’t…
Oh gawd…
She started to jerk and twist as she lost feeling in her legs. She managed to work one knee back onto the chair. If only she could prop herself up now! But she was growing numb as her lower organs started to shut down.
She tried to lift her arms up to pry the rope off from around her neck. But they felt like they weighed a ton! She couldn’t dislodge the noose from around her neck!
Veronika tried to breathe… gurgled without getting any air! She saw her friend sitting there dead in the chair and she really started to panic… JASMINE; YOU’VE GOT TO HELP ME! Then she felt a second, more powerful orgasm slam into her.
She jerked and twitched in the noose, the weight of her body tightening the coil and thoroughly strangling her. As she thrashed against the rope, she rubbed her legs together, momentarily ignoring her desperate need to breathe! There was one more orgasm just over the horizon; if she worked at it she just might…….
She tried to touch her clit but she couldn’t feel her arms. Her heart hammered in her chest as it struggled to pump blood throughout her body. But her brain was oxygen deprived and it wasn’t sending commands out anymore. It was… she was… Gawd, she was…
Veronika felt a warm sensation… warm and tingly. Then her vision started to fail her…
JASMINE??? JASMINE, WHAT’S HAPPENING TO ME??? But something seemed wrong with Jasmine; she was sitting in that chair in a rather odd position, almost as though she was…
Her chest heaved in agony and suddenly that was all she was aware of! Her lungs were screaming at her but there wasn’t a thing she could do to stop it! Her heart was pounding faster and faster in her chest and…
Gawd! Now it was suddenly slowing down!
For a moment her vision went red as a roaring got louder in her ears. Then Veronika started to black out. Through a haze she saw Jasmine sitting there silent as the grave, not lifting a finger to help her! That last thing she heard in her mind was a scream of terror and hopelessness. Then she heard and saw nothing at all as consciousness left her. Stray muscles twitched as a death rattle emanated from somewhere deep in her chest. Her idea for a deadly makeover had claimed two victims instead of one…
© 2004, 2012
(written Dec 3, ’04; ed Apr 27 ’12 by riwa)
(Story idea and vidcaps are from ruemorgue.com. Vidcaps are for illustration purposes only.)