Hanging his mistress

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Hanging his mistressIt was so cruel leaving her half-naked like that… standing on a block of ice in a warm basement with a noose around her neck, her hands tied behind her back. But Mary had caught her fucking me and had wanted to teach Dorothy a lesson she would never forget. What’s more, Mary had video cameras everywhere recording everything, with a monitor in plain sight for Dorothy to look into showing her exactly what she looked like as she slowly strangled to death! I guess she wanted to have a little video reminder to show everyone what happens to someone whenever she catches them alone with me in a compromising situation.

Maybe I should have felt sorry for her as she stood there shuffling around half-naked with her bare feet on that melting block of ice. I suppose I did at first. But seeing her gasping and strangling, her nipples getting harder and her pussy getting wetter, really got me hard… especially seeing my cream slither down her legs after I had just cum in her well-fucked pussy.

When Mary saw how stiff I’d become she ordered me onto my back on the bare mattress on the floor Dorothy and I had originally been using. Then she climbed aboard and straddled me so she could face our imperiled guest. That’s when she started riding me, groping her tits as she taunted poor Dorothy in the noose…

“Is THIS what you wanted… to ride my husband’s cock down here without me ever finding out? You look like you want to ask me what feels like, but you keep rasping for breath as though you can’t get the words out. Well let me tell you then! It really feels great inside me, especially while watching you standing there shuffling around on that block of ice while that noose slowly strangles you!”

Mary groped her tits with one hand while furiously fingering her button with the other. But the whole time she watched with wicked glee as that block of ice continued to melt. The result was the tightening of that noose around Dorothy’s neck… and the realization in her expression that she was going to hang to death down here in our unfinished basement as a result of getting caught fucking me!

She kept shuffling around on her feet, trying to keep them moving in order to avoid frostbite. But that was the least of her worries. The noose was an ever-present reminder of what was going to happen to her sooner or later.

“Doing a little dance on that ice, bitch?” Mary cackled at her. “Soon you’ll be dancing on air… now THAT’S a dance I’m looking forward to seeing! Oh fuck; he feels so good inside me! Is THIS what you wanted? Too bad, because you win the noose as the grand prize for getting caught fucking my husband!” Then she groped her tits even harder, swirling her nub with her fingers until she cried out in orgasm. My wife’s spasming pussy felt good clenching my cock.

The block was becoming slippery; it was getting harder for Dorothy to maintain her footing. Every time she slipped the noose would tighten around her neck until her feet could scramble to regain the ice again. But I could tell it was only a matter of time… and I was shamefully hard inside my wife’s tight, squeezing pussy as I watched it all… watched how my wife was cruelly snuffing my mistress!

“Is that noose getting tighter now?” Mary gasped deliriously. “Hey, I think I see some cracks appearing in your ‘footstool’! It won’t be long now!”

Dorothy rasped and gurgled; the noose was getting tighter. She was forced to rise higher upon her toes to ease the strain around her neck. This time slipping on the ice meant seriously strangling herself… and she might never regain her footing!

“Is THAT what you wanted to fuck down here, honey?” Mary taunted me. “I hope you enjoyed it ‘cause that was the LAST time you’re ever going to be inside her pussy! Now fuck me while we watch your slutty mistress begin her sexy air-dance!

Dorothy rasped and gurgled, her expression becoming one of growing horror as she shuffled around on that melting ice block. The noose was tightening; her time was dwindling away! Her nipples were getting harder and her pussy was dripping copiously, my cum leaking out of her from when I’d fucked her just a short time ago. Her face was really getting red.

“Watch her, Richard!” my wife gasped with sadistic cruelty. “Watch your mistress hang to death with your cum running down her legs! This is what she gets for fucking MY MAN!” Then she really started bouncing up and down on my cock as though she wanted to cum again… as though she wanted me to cum while watching my mistress hang!

Dorothy was half-strangled and becoming exhausted from trying to stay on her toes without slipping. I could tell she wanted to rest. But each time she tried to relax a little, the noose would give her a painful reminder that was not an option! And I’m ashamed to admit how hard my cock was inside Mary as she eagerly bounced up and down on me.

It must have hurt so much; she looked like she was getting dizzy from lack of oxygen to her brain. Her mouth kept opening and closing like a fish out of water. Drool dripped off her tongue to spatter onto her breasts. And still she lived.

The end came suddenly as the ice abruptly cracked and then broke apart underneath her. Her toes no longer found that frozen footing she so desperately needed. Her feet fluttered wildly; she probably would have made herself suffer through frostbite if she could have found the block again! But it was no longer a viable object to stand upon.

Her legs began to kick as the noose really grabbed her! “Oh FUCK; she’s HANGING!” Mary gasped deliriously as she bounced up and down on my cock like a wild woman. “Watch your slut mistress hang, honey! This will teach her not to mess around with my man!”

Cum dripped off Dorothy’s legs as she kicked in growing desperation. Then she began thrusting and humping as though she was air-fucking the both of us! Cum flew out of her flaring pussy as she rasped and gurgled, her body reacting crazily as it searched for some way to open her windpipe back up to obtain the air she so desperately needed.

I’m ashamed to say how much of a turn-on it was watching Dorothy’s air-dance. It was so lewdly sexual, so wildly erotic, that I actually began thrusting up into my wife’s pussy. I wanted to fuck her hard and I did so, my cock throbbing for a release from such a sexually arousing display.

“FUCK; SHE’S CUMMING!” Mary gasped in joyous rapture. Then she screamed her own orgasm as her pussy frantically clenched around my thrusting shaft. My cock exploded inside my wife’s pussy, cream squishing out and soaking me as Dorothy thrashed about, her legs flying everywhere. Then exhaustion set in and she quietly hung limp, the noose finishing the job by slowly strangling her to death.

Her face was red, her tongue protruding as her feet fluttered. I saw muscle twitches all over… saw an elbow jerk and a leg spasm. Then she went into a series of muscle twitches that seemed to give my wife sexual paroxysms as she cried out in glorious ecstasy.

For a moment Dorothy’s body reacted violently as she jerked in the noose, throwing her chest out as her pussy squirted. I wondered if she was still conscious enough to see what she looked like in the monitor Mary had “kindly” set up for her. And then she hung limp, her body gently swaying as her eyes glazed over, drool spilling off her tongue to drip onto her boobs.

Mary gasped and shuddered before settling down on my cock with a contented sigh. Then she climbed off and glared at me. “That’s what I’m going to do the next time I catch you fucking another woman… and I might just string YOU up if you’re not careful!” Then she started to leave.

“What about her?” I asked, pointing at the corpse that now hung in our basement.

“Leave her for now! I want her to hang there so she can fully contemplate the stupidity of fucking my husband.”

“But she’s DEAD!”

“SHUT THE HELL UP!” Then she headed back up the stairs, no doubt to enjoy a nice, hot soak in a bubble bath with the memory of joyously hanging my mistress still fresh in her mind…

© 2015 (written for Dorothy Nov 4 ’15 by riwa)

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