The penalty for texting and driving

(repost)

Note: I was asked to repost this in another location on the Internet so I thought I would repost it here as well. Enjoy.

My daughter Jennifer bought me one of those mobile devices for my 37^th birthday. At first I thought it was nothing but a pain in the ass and I hardly ever used it. Then my daughter sent me a couple of texts while she was at school and I texted her back. From that moment on I was hooked!

I actually got to be pretty good with the damned thing, especially when I found myself texting with it more than I talked on it! I found it was better to send written messages that could be referred to later, especially when I was sending out recipes or clothing measurements for my boutique! And my daughter and I got pretty good at texting back and forth!

On her 18^th birthday I upgraded her mobile device with one that could do everything but yodel! As a senior in high school she seemed to need it for just about everything. It turned out to be a godsend for her and she never ceased to thank me for upgrading her old one.

Now I’d gotten pretty good at texting and driving… at least I thought I had! I was a pretty safe driver and I learned how to type while keeping my eyes mostly on the road. But I never allowed my daughter to see me texting in the car. And I made her promise me she would never text and drive.

When the new law passed I knew I would have to change my ways, especially since the penalties for texting and driving had become so severe! But I’d gotten so used to texting behind the wheel that it was almost second nature to me! Besides, I figured they wouldn’t really put anyone to death, would they?

I kept vowing to stop but there always seemed to be some message I just had to send or receive! So I tried to be a lot more discreet using my mobile device while I was driving. But it was one of those traffic cameras they’d put out everywhere that proved to be my undoing!

A week after the National Association of Police Organizations had ratified the stupid law I was out on a Saturday morning, frantically running errands! My daughter’s graduation was coming up and I wanted Jennifer to have the prettiest dress I could make for her graduation party! I didn’t see many traffic cops about and I was discreetly sending text messages to make sure the material was sent to my store and that the gown would be ready on time!

The siren caught me totally by surprise! That’s when I looked at the mobile device in my hand! I went deathly pale and I quickly opened up the glove box and tossed it inside! Then I frantically pulled my seatbelt up over my shoulders before pulling over… another bad habit I’d gotten into!

A female officer with the name Olson on the badge on her chest came up to my window and asked for my license and registration. She took the information back to her vehicle and called it in. I actually found myself perspiring like a whore in a sauna, wondering why she’d pulled me over and if she’d somehow witnessed me texting and driving!! But even if she had – which I doubted – I figured since she was a lady she would be understanding and would probably let me off with a warning.

When she came back I noticed her partner was standing at the ready over on the passenger side of the car. “Carolyn Halverson?” she said to me. Then she motioned… “Would you please step out of the car?” Her hand hovered near her revolver and my heart skipped a beat.

“What’s the meaning of all this, officer?” I asked nervously. A quick glance at her partner revealed she was all tensed up as well.

“Please step out of the car!” she said firmly. I gulped and slowly opened the door.

“What is it, officer?” I repeated in growing alarm.

“Turn around, miss, and place your hands on top of the car.”

Uh – oh…

“What for?” I asked as I dutifully complied.

“Carolyn Halverson, at this time I’m placing you under arrest for violating the texting and driving laws! We have photographic evidence from three different cameras of your vehicle as well as evidence of your violation of the seatbelt laws! You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law… not that it’s going to matter any! The evidence we have is cut and dried.” I gulped in horror as I started to tremble.

“Officer, can’t you just give me a warning or something?” I stammered, feeling a knot in the pit of my gut.

“You bitches are all alike!” she told me coldly as she cuffed my wrists behind my back. “You text and drive and you refuse to wear your seatbelt and you assume the laws don’t apply to you… not until you kill some poor smuck or some kid… or even yourself for that matter!”

“But I’m not LIKE that!” I protested. “I’m a single mother! My daughter is graduating at the end of the school year!”

“You should have thought of that before you got behind the wheel with that mobile device!” Then she called over to her partner who had opened the passenger side door…

“You got it, Melinda?”

“Found it in the glove box!” the bitch crowed triumphantly as she pulled it out. “It matches the photographic evidence we have from those traffic cameras! The stupid bitch must have thought she could hide it or simply get off with a warning or something!”

“Please!” I gasped as I started to hyperventilate. “You can’t DO this to me! I’m a MOTHER! You’re both mothers too, aren’t you?”

“That’s right, bitch; we are!” the officer named Melinda snarled unsympathetically at me. “And unlike you we drive SAFELY! We want OUR kids to grow up without getting killed by some bitch like you who’s texting behind the wheel!”

“Hey, Melinda!” Officer Olson called out to her partner as she finished cuffing my arms behind my back. “You think this bitch will be included in that first batch of executions? If she is we just might get a bonus!”

“Our evidence is good!” Melinda called back to her with a smile. “I think we have a solid case! In fact, I think Carolyn Halverson here is going to miss her daughter’s graduation!”

“NO!” I cried out, my heart pounding in my chest. “You can’t DO this to me! It’s not fair! This law is unconstitutional!”

“That’s none of our concern, bitch!” Officer Olson told me. “We’re not here to interpret the laws! We just enforce ‘em!”

They marched me to the back of their squad car and pushed my head down as they put me inside. By now I was hyperventilating like crazy! As far as I’d heard, no one had been executed yet for breaking the texting and driving laws! And I sure as hell didn’t want to be one of the first!!

They drove me down to county lock-up where I was granted my one phone call. I called my best friend Ruthie to come and bail me out! But all I got was her answering machine… and the bitches wouldn’t let me call anyone else!!

They marched me to a bare room with a single table. I was ordered by the two officers to strip in front of some matron who looked like she could have easily passed for someone’s grandmother!! But her appearance was deceptive; she was cold and heartless! What’s more, she strapped on a pair of latex gloves before giving me a wicked smile!

She told me to bend over the table but I guess I was a little too slow. “Officers?” she instructed and the two bitches grabbed my arms and forced me over onto my chest! “OW!” I cried out. But my protests were ignored.

“Have to make sure you don’t have any contraband on you, bitch!” I heard her cackle behind me. Then I felt her hand push its way into my pussy!

I cried out in agony as she reached all around inside. “Nothing there,” she observed. “I thought maybe you might be hiding another cell phone in there, knowing how stupid you are. Now just one more hole to check.”

I stiffened in horror while gasping, “NO! You WOULDN’T!” Then I felt her fingers force their way into my ass!! I screamed as she got her entire fist inside, feeling around until she pulled it back out as though satisfied I had not smuggled anything in with me! Now I had to pee… and I had to take a dump in the worst way!!!

“Wear this!” she told me after opening some drawer in the table. She tossed a hideous looking orange jumpsuit at me! It hung loosely around my body and it did nothing to squelch my desire to relieve myself!

They cuffed my wrists in front of me, shackled my ankles together and then marched me down a couple of halls. I was numb with shock from my arrest and violations! But I really had to take a dump!

I walked by two cells that were already filled with a couple of females wearing those same jumpsuits. I didn’t know the blonde in the first one. She couldn’t have been more than 19 and she desperately cried out for me to save her as the officers marched me right on by her cell. The matron just laughed at her.

“You’re beyond saving, you stupid bitch! Court found you guilty yesterday! You’ll be among the first to hang; I assure you!” I heard her let out a wail of grief as we passed by the second cell…

“Miss Halverson?” I turned at the familiar voice.

“June? What are you doing here??” She had graduated from high school last year. I knew her busy mother Judith from the PTA and seeing her in that cell was quite a shock!!

“I got caught texting and driving on Thursday!” she gasped. “My trial was yesterday! They say I’m going to hang on Sunday!!Miss Halverson, I tried calling mother but she’s away for the weekend and won’t be back ‘til Tuesday! Please! You’ve got to help me!” Her frantic voice echoed down the corridor as they marched me right on by to the empty cell sitting right next to hers.

“In you go, bitch!” the matron pronounced as she unshackled my feet, freeing my hands and then sliding the cell door open.

The damn thing was narrow as hell with a cot and sink on one wall. A plain metal toilet bowl with no tank sat on the back wall in plain view of everybody! But it didn’t matter how out in the open it was for anyone walking by to see! I had to go and I rushed over and quickly relieved myself, humiliated at my situation!

In the adjacent cell June kept pleading with me, saying that I was on the PTA and that surely I could pull some strings. I was heartbroken for her, telling her they hadn’t treated me very well and that I doubted any words on my part would sway anyone in the facility.

A half hour later I heard a familiar voice begging them to let her go and that she wouldn’t do it again. I heard the matron tell her she should have known better and that it was lucky she hadn’t killed anyone. Then my daughter’s best friend Kathy was escorted by my cell in that ugly prison dress.

“Miss Halverson??!!” she gasped when she saw me. “Don’t tell me they got you TOO???!!!”

“Kathy, what the hell were you thinking??” I barked at her in anger, not wanting her to see how stricken I was at seeing her there. After all, my daughter had attended her 18^th birthday party a mere two weeks ago!

“Miss Halverson, I was texting Jennifer about her graduation dress when they pulled me over!” she cried out. “She was so excited when she told me you had placed the order and that it would be ready in time!”

“Kathy, don’t say another word!” I blurted out, not knowing whether or not they might use that admission in court.

“Oh Miss Halverson; it’s no use!” she wailed. “They got me and everything! Now I’m NEVER going to my graduation party!!”

“That’s right, honey!” the matron said unsympathetically. “They’ve got you dead to rights! This is death row, don’t you know? None of you will be here for very long!” Kathy let out a cry of horror as I heard them relieve her of her shackles before slamming the door on her in the cell on the other side of me.

I was grief-stricken! It was bad enough I’d been caught by my own stupidity! But to see two girls I knew incarcerated on either side of me was almost more than I could bear! At least Jennifer hadn’t been stupid enough to text and drive!!

That reassuring thought died a horrible death less than thirty minutes later when I heard them escorting yet another sobbing girl down the corridor. Then I heard a familiar voice call out, “Oh June. Not YOU??!!” My heart lurched when I heard her reply, “Oh NO, Jennifer!! They’ve got your mom in the cell next to mine!!”

“Mom??!! OHMYGAWD; MOM???!!!”

I rushed to the front of my cell as my daughter rushed up to my bars in that ugly jumpsuit. She tried to grab me with her hands… “MOM!!! Oh, NOO!” Then she started sobbing uncontrollably.

“You were DRIVING???” I gasped in horror as tears welled up in my eyes. “Honey, how COULD you???!!!”

“Mom, how could YOU??!!” she wailed in reply. Then I heard Kathy cry out my daughter’s name from the cell beyond mine and that she’d been caught as well. Jennifer blurted out, “KATHY?? NOT YOU TOO??!!” Then she rushed over to her cell in sorrow. The matron just looked coldly at me and I felt a sick feeling in the pit of my gut.

“Don’t tell me this was all YOUR doing, Halverson!!” she sneered. “Why you stupid BITCH!! Texting your daughter a week after the law went into effect! I suppose you figured they weren’t all that serious about the penalty for texting and driving, did you!” Then she marched my sobbing daughter down to her cell…

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That afternoon the three of us – me, my daughter and her best friend Kathy – were taken to court and tried together. But the trial was perfunctory at best. The evidence was clearly stacked against us with photographic evidence, eyewitness testimony and the fact that our cell phones had recorded the times of our texts while we were all in our vehicles.

I got the worst of it and was held responsible for sending texts to my daughter who then sent texts on to Kathy. I had no idea Jennifer had been driving!! We were all sentenced to hang the very next day at noon on Sunday, with me going last so I could see them hang Kathy and Jennifer ahead of me. The shock was so great I thought I was going to pass out!!

I was numb the rest of the day and all that night. They actually brought in a couple more sobbing girls that evening who’d been caught texting and driving. But there were no trials on Sunday and they would have to wait until Monday morning to be sentenced to execution. But that didn’t really matter to me as I wasn’t going to live past Sunday.

They fed us a light supper of soup and sandwiches but I wasn’t very hungry. All I could do was listen to my daughter and her friend Kathy talk quietly to each other in their adjacent cells, sniffling in trembling voices about how it was going to feel to hang to death. It was a disturbing discussion, one that made me all queasy and sick to my stomach.

My mind went back to the terribly intrusive search forced upon me by that damned matron. That’s when I thought of her intimately violating Kathy… and my poor daughter, for goodness sake!! The thought of that bitch pushing her fist into Jennifer’s holes made me weep with shame. How I wished I had never taken my cell phone with me this morning when I left the house!

For some reason I didn’t try to talk to my daughter while we were in our cells awaiting our fate. I felt too damn guilty having gotten her into this mess in the first place!! Oddly she didn’t try talking to me either. I didn’t know whether she blamed me or whether she was just too ashamed at having been caught and sentenced to hang with me! She spent much of her time talking quietly to Kathy whenever she said anything at all.

I didn’t sleep at all that night! I tossed and turned in my cot, wincing at the occasional sound of some girl whimpering, sobbing or sniffling. It pricked my heart and I felt sick all over, especially at the thought that I’d condemned my very own daughter and her best friend to death by hanging as a result of my texts!

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Breakfast was at 7 am the next morning; trays of eggs, bacon, toast, coffee and juice. I nibbled a little but I still wasn’t very hungry. All I could think about was the gallows waiting to stretch my neck and the necks of my daughter and her best friend… and of course June and that poor girl in the first cell.

At 8 am the matron and two female guards came. They gave us enemas one by one, yet another humiliation as they forced us all to void our bowels afterwards in our metal toilets. It was humiliating to listen to the sound of bowels being voided… doubly so when it was my turn and I pooped so shamefully loud!!

Throughout the morning we all heard the sound of traps being opened! The gallows was apparently not that far away and the sound was unnerving! Each time I heard one open I literally jerked on my cot!! Once I heard my daughter cry out in terror, only to hear Kathy try to comfort her. I wanted to tell them both how sorry I was but I had this huge lump in my throat.

The matron and her goons came to get us at 11 am and my heart rate increased dramatically. The first indication was when the guards dragged this chain down the corridor with shackles spaced out along its length. Then they came to the door of my cell. I had to swallow hard when I heard my daughter cry out, “MOM??” in a very frightened voice.

The matron smiled cruelly at me, telling me I would be first in line and that I should set a good example for everyone. She nodded at the toilet at the back of my cell, suggesting it might be a wise idea for me to use it right now while I had the chance. But I was too frightened and embarrassed and I told her I couldn’t go even if I wanted too.

“Very well, Halverson,” she told me with those cold, steely eyes. “It’s your choice. Now get out of that prison jumpsuit. You came into this world naked and that’s the way you’re going out!”

I was horrified, considering that meant that my daughter would be hanged naked with me!! The last thing I wanted to witness was the sight of my dear, sweet Jennifer strangling to death nude at the end of a rope!! But I figured I had no choice so I pulled it up over my head. When she told it to leave it on my cot I discarded it there before being asked out of my cell.

I was surprised when they marched me to the front of the chain where the first set of ankle shackles awaited me! They were right there in front of my daughter’s cell!! I was horrified at her seeing me naked – totally embarrassed!!

“Mom??” she gasped when she saw me outside her cell. “OHMYGAWD; MOM???!!!”

“It’ll be all right, honey,” I tried to reassure her in a trembling voice, although I felt no such reassurance. The guards tied my arms behind my back right there in front of her, no doubt to humiliate me further. Then they shackled my ankles to the chain on the floor!

“Bend her forward,” the matron instructed them and they grabbed my arms and bent me over. I cried out in horror as Jennifer blurted out, “DON’T YOU HURT MY MOM!”

“Pay attention, honey, ‘cause your turn is coming,” the matron snarled at her. Then she roughly stuffed cotton balls up into my ass. “This is so you bitches don’t shit and make a mess on our gallows!” she told me grimly.

It was a further indignation, especially with my daughter watching the whole time. Jennifer was horrified and she cried out, “Do you really have to do that to my mother??!!”

“It’s ok, honey,” I gasped, whimpering each time the matron stuffed what felt like a ton of cotton up into my butt. It was uncomfortable as hell; NOW I felt like I had to take a dump!! When she was done with me she ordered the guards to fetch my daughter’s best friend Kathy. I sagged in despair; Jennifer and I weren’t even going to be allowed to stand in line next to each other!!

I heard them order Kathy to remove her prison dress before she stepped out of her cell. She was moved to the second set of shackles in the chain on the floor. Then her arms were bound behind her back before her ankles were shackled.

I watched the whole time, an expression of sorrow in my features. I told her how sorry I was and that it was all my fault. But she responded that she was the one to blame as she was caught texting and driving. It was small consolation but it did make me feel just a little bit better.

It was horrible to see them treat her that way! The matron gave me a look as though it was my fault for what she had to do to Kathy next. Then the guards bent her forward and she yelped and gasped as the bitch shoved cotton balls up her butt as well.

I couldn’t help watching the whole time. I’m ashamed to admit that I did notice how erect her nipples had become. She was a rather attractive young lady and I felt sorry she wouldn’t ever have the chance to marry someday and have kids. My daughter just sobbed, “Oh, Kathy!” and I could see the guilt written all over her face.

Jennifer was next and she was made to undress in her cell right in front of me and her best friend! When they opened the door she rushed out and embraced me, weeping pitifully. We were both naked as she hugged me fiercely and she sobbed uncontrollably. It broke my heart.

Feeling her warm, naked body against mine was embarrassing. But it was also a little reassuring, being as how I intuitively sensed this would be the last physical contact we would ever have with each other. I deeply regretted not being able to hug her back.

I told her I loved her and how sorry I was and that it was all my fault. But she told me she’d been caught texting and driving and that it was her own stupidity for driving and getting arrested. She told me she loved me as well and that she didn’t hold it against me in the slightest. Her comments brought tears to my eyes and I felt deep regret she would never get married and bear me any grandchildren.

Amazingly the matron was kind enough to give us that minute together. But then the moment ended and she was back to her cruel self as she motioned at the two guards… “Bind her now!” Jennifer was pulled away from me and then taken to the third spot in the chain to have her arms bound behind her back and her ankles shackled. I didn’t understand why they thought the chain and shackles were necessary; we sure weren’t going anywhere!

She whimpered when she was bent over, the matron giving me another cruel look. Then Jennifer really cried out as the bitch appeared to stuff the cotton balls so very hard up my daughter’s rectum. That matron smiled cruelly at me the whole time, giving me a look as if to say, “This is all your doing, you stupid bitch! You’re the reason your daughter’s suffering this treatment!”

I tried to tell the bitch to take it easy on my daughter. But she just laughed at me, telling me I was in no position to demand anything of her. She said Jennifer wouldn’t be in this mess if I hadn’t broken the law!

My face flushed shamefully and I lowered my head in sorrow at the truth of her words. “It’s ok, mom,” my daughter spoke up, trying to reassure me. She looked at me with a loving expression that indicated she wasn’t about to give them the satisfaction of appearing upset or humiliated or reacting in any manner.

When she was finished the three of us were left standing there shackled into the set of chains one behind the other as the guards went to fetch June. She was brought out of her cell naked and trembling. Her arms were quickly bound behind her back before they shackled her into the chains with us.

We all watched numbly as though this couldn’t be happening to us!! It all felt so surreal!! Only yesterday morning I had awakened in my own comfortable bed! Now I was about to be hanged along with my daughter, her best friend and two other unfortunate girls!!

June let out a yelp as they bent her over so the matron could stuff cotton balls up her ass. Her nipples were quite swollen and I couldn’t help noticing her cleanly shaved pussy was dripping. I could tell she was frightened out of her wits! But the experience also appeared to be affecting her on some sexual level. When she caught me looking at her she actually blushed with embarrassment.

I felt ashamed for staring at her and I tried to give her a smile of encouragement. She just sniffled that her mom wasn’t going to be here to see her. She was afraid her mother might not even get back into town until well after it was all over! I felt bad for her and I had a hard time swallowing down the lump in my throat as I suddenly wondered what they were going to do with our bodies after we were hanged!!

The blonde was last and I heard her start to struggle and put up a protest. It was clear she didn’t want to be hanged! The guards actually had to go in and forcibly remove that pitiful jumpsuit she’d been given! I would’ve been grateful to be rid of mine were it not for the fact that I was now standing naked in the corridor in front of everyone! I desperately wanted it back to cover my nudity!!

The blonde was making such a fuss that we all couldn’t help turning back to watch. They actually had to struggle to tie her arms behind her back. It was a difficult scene to witness but we just couldn’t look away!

“Get her ass up here; we ain’t got all day!” the matron demanded cruelly. “These bitches have to be hanging at noon!” I stiffened at the cruel remark while hearing Jennifer and Kathy inhale sharply in horror.

They all but dragged that poor girl forward until she was at the last set of shackles in the chain. “Bend her over!” the matron demanded. “I’ve got to get her ass stuffed so I can get these bitches to the gallows!” I winced in agony for the poor thing as June, Jennifer and Kathy watched in anguish.

They shackled the poor girl into the chains and then forced her to bend over. The matron grabbed a handful of hair to steady her and then started cruelly shoving cotton balls up her ass. She was none too gentle about it and it actually looked like she was fisting the poor thing as she forced the cotton deep inside her rectum!

The blonde screamed and screamed and then started to whimper, ultimately sagging with resignation. “Shut up and show some dignity, honey!” the matron told her, shoving in another handful. “Look at the others; they’re about to hang and they’re not making any fuss!” Then she forced the blonde upright.

The poor thing had tears streaming down her face and she was sobbing openly. But her nipples were painfully hard. When I looked down at her crotch I saw dampness around her pussy and my gaze followed it down her legs, discovering that the poor thing had actually wet herself. I don’t think any of us had used our toilets and I could only imagine how humiliated she was.

“March!” the matron demanded and we started to walk forward with me in the lead. It was hard with the shackles but we finally fell into some sort of cadence, enough at least not to trip and fall over ourselves. I was about to be hanged but for some crazy reason I was more worried about stumbling and falling than anything else!

I felt like I was on a chain gang as we dragged it along with us. We reached the end of the corridor and the matron opened the door. Sunlight instantly streamed in on us as I was marched outside, the others forced to follow me. The chain clinked noisily and I winced again, not appreciating the fact that the sound was announcing our arrival.

I gasped in horror as my eyes adjusted to bright sunlight. I discovered we were already up on a solid, wooden walkway that led straight ahead to the gallows waiting for us on the same level. As we drew closer I saw five dangling nooses with five levers to pull that would send us all to our deaths!

One story below us several people had gathered in something of a dug-out amphitheater. There were dozens in attendance, most of them media people with cameras. I thought I recognized a lawmaker or two in the bunch. Then I heard the matron mutter, “We ought to sell tickets; we’d make a fortune!” It was then I decided it was probably better to hang now – today – rather than hang after the public was invited to attend future hangings where there was bound to be larger crowds.

I walked forward stepping over trap door after trap door, my heart beating faster and faster as I approached my designated noose at the very end. As it turned out, we were spaced out on our chain for a distinct reason. Once I arrived at my spot I turned and saw we were all standing more or less upon the traps that would be falling away underneath us within the next few minutes!

That blonde on the end really started crying once she caught sight of her noose. I shuddered as I stared at mine, the damned thing hanging menacingly before my horrified eyes. A quick glance down the line revealed that my reaction was not much different from anyone else…

Kathy gasped at hers and then started to whimper. My brave Jennifer saw her noose and recoiled in horror, gasping sharply. Poor June began shaking her head and muttering, “No – no – no – no!” It was cold, hard reality… cruel in its presentation!

My heart pounded in my chest, my nipples embarrassingly hard. I could actually feel a wetness down below. The last thing I wanted to do was lose control of my bladder. But I think this was worse! It was some sort of shameful arousal, and I saw I wasn’t the only one evidencing some sort of sexual response!

They started with that blonde, her nipples incredibly erect! She was utterly terrified as they removed her shackles and then carefully looped the noose around her neck. She gasped as they cinched it up tight, making it rather snug in my opinion; I thought it looked a little too tight! But at least it had the effect of shutting her right up, reducing her to moans and whimpers while breathing heavily in apparent resignation of her situation.

June was next; I could tell how frightened she was as they noosed her up. Her nipples were hard and pointed, and I saw her full breasts rise and fall with each heavy breath she took. I was sorry for the poor thing, and I wondered how she could have been so foolish as to text and drive after the lawmakers had established such a severe new penalty. But I was in just as much trouble as she was – look how stupid I had been!!

My daughter was next and I watched as they removed her shackles, pulled the chain out of the way and then noosed her up. I tried to give her an encouraging look, and she gave a brave glance back at me. But I could see how frightened she was. Tears were in her eyes – mine too – and her chest heaved as her nipples protruded noticeably out of her breasts.

I heard Kathy whimper as they removed her shackles and noosed her up. “I’m so sorry, honey,” I whispered to her.

“It’s ok, Miss Halverson,” she whispered back. “I did this all on my own.” That gave me pitiful reassurance as I still felt guilty as hell.

“And now it’s your turn, bitch!” the matron said loudly to me. “Do you realize your own daughter and her friend are here today because of you?” She said it loud enough for the gathered spectators to hear. There was an audible gasp along with several murmurs of what a bad mother and poor role model I’d become.

The noose was wrapped none too gently around my neck, cinched up so tight I felt like I was already choking. Then the matron looked down at the warden who looked back up at her and nodded. “Proceed!” the matron barked at the female guard standing over at the blonde’s lever.

“You are to be hanged for the penalty of texting and driving,” the guard said formally to the blonde. Her eyes flew open and she gasped in horror at the moment of truth. Then the lever was pulled and the floor under her feet noisily dropped away.

I was shocked when she hardly dropped at all! Instead she only fell an inch or two before the noose jerked her to a quick halt. Then she started kicking and gasping. That’s when it hit me like a ton of bricks…

My gawd; we were all going to slowly strangle to death!!

The matron nodded at the guard who had already taken up position next to June’s lever. “You are to be hanged for the penalty of texting and driving.” and with that the lever was pulled! June suddenly gawked as her floor fell away and the noose instantly pulled her up short.

The blonde was already in full survival mode, kicking wildly as June joined her in a grotesque duet. They kicked and swung, their naked bodies starting to twist in their nooses as they gawked and rasped for breath. It was horrific to watch… and now my daughter was next!!

The guard walked up to Jennifer’s lever and I gasped in horror, the word “NO!” slipping out of my mouth. “It’s your own damn fault, you bitch!” the matron snarled unsympathetically at me. Then she nodded at the guard as Jennifer tried to give me a sad, reassuring look.

“You are to be hanged for the penalty of texting and driving,” the guard solemnly intoned. Then the lever was pulled. Jennifer gawked as the floor dropped away from under her feet.

Her expression changed in an instant to one of pure terror. Her feet fluttered wildly before they exploded in a ballet of frantic kicks, her naked body crazily swinging back and forth! I was mesmerized – absolutely horrified – feeling so utterly helpless and frustrated that I could do nothing for her!

Beyond her June was kicking and gurgling as that poor blonde next to her entered the frantic final phase of her deadly dance. But now my daughter had joined them and it broke my heart. What’s more I felt a terrible, shameful arousal at the scene before me of all three naked girls kicking their lives away.

Jennifer’s friend Kathy was stunned; she simply could not take her eyes off her “bestie”. Tears filled my eyes and I breathed, “Gawd, NO!” But I could not take my eyes away. Then the guard was at Kathy’s lever, dully announcing, “You are to be hanged for the penalty of texting and driving.”

Kathy gawked as the floor vanished beneath her feet, the noose taking up her full weight. Her feet fluttered anxiously as though shocked the floor was now gone. Then her legs began to kick harder and harder.

I was weeping openly now, trying not to sob aloud. My heart was broken and I was experiencing a perverse arousal at the hanging deaths of all these poor girls! But the matron standing next to me had no such compassion for me whatsoever.

“See what your texting and driving has gotten you, bitch?” she hissed unsympathetically. Then she snarled at the guard standing at my lever, “DO IT!”

“You BITCH!” I hissed back. “Damn you all!” Then I heard the guard’s announcement and I braced myself. A moment later there was simply no floor underneath me as I heard the trap fall away! I gawked as the noose jerked me from plummeting freely.

Instant agony wrapped around my neck. I couldn’t help myself; it was instinctive as my legs flew every which way. I began jerking and twisting, fighting the noose like a wildcat. It was absolutely horrific!!

Down on the end the blonde was settling down, her feet fluttering weakly as drool dribbled out of her mouth and splattered onto her tits. June was also beginning to settle down some, although she still had the energy for a frenetic dance! But my daughter’s convulsions were horrible; right now she was in full swing!! The way she jerked and twisted in the noose while humping the air made it look like she was being attacked by some invisible, malevolent creature!!

Next to me Kathy twisted and pirouetted as though she was a beautiful, naked ballerina. It was almost lovely to watch and in my haze of pain I felt a strange sexual excitement swelling within me as I kicked and twisted, fighting my own death every step of the way!

The five of us put on quite a show for those bastards watching us down below! I got the occasional glance downward as they looked up at us in awe! Some of the males actually reached down for their crotches and then self-consciously tried to pull their hands away. I swear some of them were actually getting off on it!

Seeing the cameras rolling was another matter entirely. It meant our deaths were going to be on the six o’clock news for everyone in the whole damn country to witness! That meant friends and relatives were going to get to watch my daughter and I hang naked over and over again! Hell, we were probably going to go viral, maybe even make millions of hits on youtube!! It was humiliating beyond belief!

As my body twisted and turned I caught sight of the matron watching us. She had an extremely satisfied look on her face. The two guards were still up on the platform with us and I swear their faces were flushed with sexual excitement. It was horrible knowing the bitches were turned on watching us all hang to death!!

The blonde finally settled down, her bladder giving way as piss streamed down her legs to splatter onto the ground below. June was next, the fight slowly ebbing out of her until she jerked once and then pissed herself as well. But my daughter continued to dance up a storm! By then all my self-respect was gone as the pain perversely fueled a very shameful arousal within me.

At one point I managed to catch site of my daughter’s knees coming together. It astonished me; it looked like she was actually having an orgasm in the noose! Then Kathy went off right next to her in something of a similar bunny hop, jerking and dancing and tightening that noose around her neck before she gawked loudly and then hung limp!

I felt it swell within me and it was horribly shameful! One brief glance down the row of hangees revealed that for the moment only Jennifer and I had any real fight left in us!! We were hanging together as mother and daughter, fighting our deaths like two frantic ballerinas. And those damned media cameras were catching every lewd moment!!

I have no idea why that was so terribly exciting. The next thing I felt was a shameful explosion of pleasure that totally engulfed me as I spasmed and convulsed in the noose. I got a brief glimpse of my daughter as she went into another one, and I couldn’t help glorying in the shamefully humiliating knowledge that mother and daughter were actually cumming together! I guess it made me feel a little more connected to my own flesh and blood for those last few moments.

It was at that moment that Kathy suddenly perked up and went into her final convulsions as my daughter and I slowed down. Jennifer’s best friend suddenly found a burst of adrenaline to kick and struggle in one last frantic attempt to live. Then she settled back down as her bladder released.

But my daughter and I were not done. We instinctively picked up a renewed burst of energy, kicking and twisting as our bodies fought desperately to live. The pain and agony were like nothing I had ever felt before. Then I got a quick glimpse of Jennifer as she settled down for the last time. That’s when I saw a sudden release of piss trickle down her legs and fall to the ground below.

I shuddered as my mind screamed, “NOT MY DAUGHTER???!!!” Then I too became too exhausted to fight ,and I hung limp, shuddering in one last shameful cum.

My bladder released and my last conscious feeling was the shame and humiliation of pissing myself in the noose in front of all those cameras. I fervently hoped that someone down below might get splattered. Then my vision was gone and it filled me with a terrible panic.

I had lost sensation in my arms and legs; I could hardly feel my body anymore! So I strained with all my might using what felt like the last sense left to me – my hearing. I picked up the ominous sound of the creaking of five ropes, and it terrified me!

Somewhere a robin chirped. I picked up faint bits and pieces of conversation down below… “Are they dead yet?” “They just pissed themselves; they can’t last much longer!” Then I heard that bitch matron quietly mutter, “Serves ’em all right!” I heard nothing else after that. The next thing I felt was absolute weightlessness as my soul plunged into the depths of merciful oblivion…

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Carolyn Halverson and her four young companions hung quietly in the noonday sun. Their naked bodies gently swayed and twisted as piss dripped off their feet. Down below the gathered spectators and media personalities milled about, discussing amongst themselves what they’d just witnessed.

The matron slowly walked along the row of dangling corpses, reaching out to feel up each one. She made a show of checking for a pulse, an excuse she could always use to cover the fact that she wanted to fondle each body. Clearly she was enjoying the sight and touch of five naked women who’d gotten what they deserved in a rather erotic display of lengthy asphyxiation.

The bodies were left up until 5 pm, the end of the work day. At first prison officials, members of the press and dignitaries were permitted to come and go to view the corpses left on display and to take pictures and video for all the news agencies. Then at 3 pm the public was allowed to file through and take pictures for two hours before the bodies were taken down.

The five females were eventually taken out and buried together in a common grave at a secluded location outside of town. No one was to know the location of their final interment. Next of kin were sent an official notice with accompanying photo’s of the last moments of their loved ones along with a transcript of the trial as well as an official notice that texting and driving was to be taken seriously in these parts.

The matron’s words would prove to be prophetic. The state soon decided that a good deal of money could be made by selling tickets to the executions of those caught texting and driving. Every execution that followed was more heavily attended until a larger amphitheater was finally constructed to contain the paying public who wanted to watch condemned females hang to death in the nude…

© 2013, 2015

(written Jun 21 by riwa)