I want to tell my sister I’ll help her go find the others. Then I start breathing my expelled breath. It makes me become dizzy.
Cassandra gropes my boobs again. By now Amber and the blond have moved over to “assist” poor Dylan. Purple-hair kneels between her legs and starts to eat her out as the blond licks on one of her nipples.
The bag starts to deflate, clinging tighter and tighter to my face. Cassie kisses my lips hard through the plastic. My chest heaves more and more as I struggle to get a decent breath of air down my windpipe.
She rides me as I struggle in the chair. My mind screams, “CASSANDRA, DON’T KILL ME! FOR GAWD’S SAKE, DON’T KILL ME!” Then I’m sucking the bag into my mouth, my chest heaving as my lungs scream for my next breath.
I suddenly go into serious convulsions. At the same time I feel a massive orgasm overwhelm me. It batters me senseless as consciousness abruptly shuts down.
Part 5
The next few moments are a blur…
Cassie kisses my lips before climbing off. I think the bag comes off because I start to breathe shallow. My sister grins as she tells me I should consider doing a noose-dance in the main room when the time comes.
I vaguely remember being freed from the garrote post. I’m helped off the probe up my hole. My muscles squeeze from a combination of relief and emptiness.
Somehow I end up on the floor. I’m cradled by purple-hair as the brunette looks down upon me. But Cassie is long gone.
“That was so hot!” Amber breathes as she holds me like a lover.
“She was definitely born to gasp,” the brunette agrees. I struggle to catch my breath.
I look over and notice Dylan is off her post as well. She’s escorted out the door on rubbery legs. The blonde goes with her, leaving me with the purple-haired woman named Amber and the brunette, whose name I still don’t know.
“You ok?” the brunette asks kindly.
“She’ll be fine,” Amber tells her as she embraces me. “She loved it. Just wait until she sees all those naked bodies dancing on air during the main event. I’ll bet that really gets her motor running!”
The brunette looks around the empty room. “I think people are starting to head out to get ready for the main event. Maybe we should go too?”
Amber smiles as she tells her, “We can always show her a private hanging room first. That way she’ll know what to expect.”
The brunette smiles down at me. I don’t like the look in her eyes as she considers the suggestion. “That’s ok,” I tell them as I wave dismissively. I cough a little, which helps to clear my throat.
“It’s just a practice room,” the brunette assures me. “Some ladies like to try it out, just to say they’ve experienced the thrill. Others go in and practice in anticipation of hanging for everyone else out in the main room.”
“Let’s show her,” purple-hair suggests eagerly as she helps me to my feet. It seems Amber has decided to join us by turning my escorted tour of the place into a threesome.
“I’m not sure,” I reply nervously. I’ve already ended up gasping far more than I ever imagined, no thanks to my sister and niece. I certainly don’t want to risk being noosed up by these two.
“It’ll be all right,” Amber assures me. “I’ll be happy to show you what it’s like. I’ll even ride the noose for you. You’d like to see that, wouldn’t you?”
I look at her in surprise. “You mean you’d actually let yourself get all noosed up… for me?”
“Why not? There’s nothing to it. A lot of women have been in the noose rooms, if only to be hoisted into the air for a few seconds. That way they have somewhat of an understanding what the others will be experiencing once they end up hanging out in the main room.”
The brunette tells me, “Everyone who wants to hang tonight will want to do it in front of the main audience during the big hanging scene. I don’t ever recall hearing of a girl hanging to death in a private room, not when she wants to go out with a bang in front of a lot of appreciative eyes. I promise: you have nothing to worry about. You’re in good hands here.” But a part of me still isn’t sure I trust her.
“Let’s show her!” purple-hair declares with enthusiasm.
Together they lead me out of the garrote room, one on each arm. I’m not entirely sure I should be tagging along with them, especially when they’ve proved to be so aggressive at times. Each room I’ve entered thus far has subjected me to more gasping than I ever thought possible.
We pass a few naked females heading toward the main hanging area. I nervously tell my companions, “Shouldn’t we follow them out?” I’m still not entirely sure I can trust either one of them.
“Oh, there’s still time,” the brunette assures me. “Besides, the music hasn’t started yet. That’s what calls everyone out into the main viewing room. A few might lag behind in private rooms if they’re enjoying themselves. But almost everyone ends up out in the main room to watch the hangings by the time the third or fourth girl gets strung up.”
“Third or fourth?” I repeat in alarm. “You mean there’s liable to be that many women who might end up hanging tonight?”
Amber laughs as she tells me, “Oh, there’ll probably be way more than that. These nights don’t happen all that often. Besides, a lot of girls end up getting all caught up in the excitement of the moment.”
We go down a hall, passing a few more women heading in the opposite direction. Then we open a door on the right. We step into a small room with no one inside.
The first thing I notice are two hanging contraptions on opposite sides of the room. They are both identical in design. Metal posts on either side support a single steel circular beam that cross on top.
Metal wheels are attached to each support post. Twin nooses hang down from openings cut into the crossbeam. I conclude the wheels on the posts must somehow operate the nooses.
I look at the same set-up on the opposite wall. Four women could easily be strung up in here at any one time, two in front of one wall watching the two on the opposite wall. A small table with a collection of “accessories” sits on the back wall.
“Well, here we are,” Amber says as she walks up and caresses the nearest noose. “A quick loop around the neck, a turn of the wheel, and up you go. It’s a great way to experience a hanging, even if only for a second or two.”
“You ought to know,” the brunette says with a laugh. “How many times have you ridden one of these in a room like this?”
“I don’t know. Dozens maybe?”
“You’re thinking about riding one out in the main room for real tonight, aren’t you.”
Amber smiles before looking down at the floor as though feigning embarrassment at having been found out. “I don’t know. I might.”
Purple-hair turns in my direction, seductively caressing me as she asks, “So what do you think? Would you like to watch me hang tonight?”
“I, uh… I’m not sure.”
“Sure you would,” the brunette chuckles. “I can tell you’re starting to warm to the idea. Just like I know Amber and I would love to see you hang out there in the main room in front of everybody else.”
I swallow hard as I shake my head before firmly telling her, “Not gonna happen.” They both laugh.
“So what do you think?” Amber says to me as she caresses the noose. “Care to try it out for yourself?”
“I, uh… I don’t think so.”
“How about giving her a demonstration, Amber?”
“Be glad to!” purple-hair enthusiastically says to the brunette.
She loops the noose over her head and around her neck. A moment later the door swings open. A couple of nude blondes enter.
They’re clearly engaged in a serious conversation with each other before they realize they’re not alone. “Oh, I’m sorry,” the older one apologizes with a start. “We didn’t know anyone was in here.”
“The more the merrier,” Amber smiles with a welcoming wave of her hand, the noose still draped loosely around her throat.
The younger one seems concerned about something. “Mom, I’m just not sure I want to go through with it is all.”
The older one reassures her. “And I told you, honey: you don’t have to. I only brought you back here in case you want to try a practice round.”
The younger one looks dubiously at the empty noose dangling adjacent to my purple-haired companion. “I don’t know, mom. Is it safe?”
“Why, it’s perfectly safe!” Amber blurts out. Then she waves at my brunette escort as she tells her, “C’mon; let’s show ‘em!”
The brunette smiles as she walks over to the support post on the right side of the contraption. She slowly turns the wheel, removing the slack from around Amber’s neck. A moment later the purple-haired woman is pulled up onto her toes… and then clear up off the floor.
Amber instinctively kicks for a moment or two. Then it seems to register what’s happening to her. She kicks less as she reaches down and fingers herself.
She gawks as she hangs like that for several moments. I deem it to be no longer than ten seconds or so before the brunette turns the wheel in the opposite direction. Amber is returned to the floor.
She takes a wobbly step or two. Then disappointment fills her features as she turns to the brunette. “Did you have to bring me down so soon? I was almost there!”
“You’re always ‘almost there’!” the brunette laughs.
“See?” the older blonde says to the younger one. “Honey, there’s nothing to it.”
“I just don’t know, mom.”
“My names Madelyn,” she says to me. “This is my daughter Sandy.” I tell them mine.
She smiles at Amber who’s still in the noose before asking, “How’d you like to perform a brief duet with me for my daughter’s sake?”
“Be glad to!” purple-hair says with a grin. Then she turns to the brunette and winks at her. “Just make sure I get to cum this time; ok?”
“You got it,” my brunette escort replies with a knowing smile.
Madelyn turns to me and smiles. “Would you be so kind as to operate my wheel?” Then she walks over and loops the empty noose around her own throat without waiting for my reply.
I look over at the brunette who nods her head, indicating I should go right ahead. Amber has this huge grin on her face. Sandy still seems to be hesitant about something.
I walk over to the wheel before asking, “What do I do now?”
Amber motions at the wheel I’m manning as she replies, “One way is up; the other is down. You’ll get the hang of it.”
The brunette chuckles at her. “No, Amber. I think you and Madelyn here are about to ‘get the hang of it’.” The mother laughs appreciatively at the pun.
I slowly turn the wheel until I see the rope removing the slack out of the noose around Madelyn’s neck. The brunette follows my lead with Amber until both women stand with their nooses nice and snug, but not yet tight around their throats. “Now watch this, honey,” Madelyn says to her daughter with a reassuring smile.
The brunette nods at me before slowly turning her wheel. I slowly turn mine as well, trying to match her movements. Both noosed women are pulled up onto their toes before ultimately losing the floor.
This time Amber is ready. She swings back and forth as she furiously fingers herself. No doubt she wants an orgasm while she’s airborne.
Madelyn, on the other hand, purposely splits her legs in opposite directions. She brings her knees up as though her actions are deliberately coordinated. Then she stretches her arms in front and behind her like a dancing ballerina.
Amber starts to gasp as she fights the noose a little. Madelyn finally begins to put up a struggle. Her small breasts heave a little as her snatch begins to glisten in that small, pubic bush she’s sporting.
Seeing them suffer in midair is more than a little disturbing. Yet there’s something about it that I find strangely compelling. It’s more shamefully arousing than I could have possibly imagined. What the hell is wrong with me??
Amber throws her chest out as she humps the air until she squirts onto the floor. The brunette immediately starts to bring her down. A split second later I frantically lower Madelyn until both women are standing with somewhat rubbery legs upon the floor.
“Was that what you wanted?” the brunette asks my panting, purple-haired companion with a grin.
“Gawd; that was good! I really came hard that time.”
“You see, honey?” Madelyn tells her daughter upon loosening the noose around her throat and then catching her breath. “Nothing to it. I even did a few ballet moves while I was up in the air.”
“But won’t our wrists be tied behind our backs when we’re hanging out in the main room?”
“That’s true,” the brunette says to the daughter before the mom can reply. “But the effect is generally the same.”
“It certainly is,” Amber assures Sandy. “Bondage makes the orgasms even more intense.” Then she tells the brunette, “Why don’t you go fetch a couple sets of restraints for us to demonstrate?”
“Be happy to,” she replies. Then she asks the mother, “Would you like a restraint? Or are you done showing your daughter the ropes?” She can’t help smiling at her pun.
“Oh, by all means,” Madelyn says with a chuckle. Then she looks at me before adding, “If you don’t mind tarrying a little longer and helping me out with my wheel there.”
“No problem,” I reply. Besides, I feel more secure knowing I’m the one operating the wheel rather than being pulled up into the air.
The brunette goes over to the table. She returns with a couple sets of restraints. They look like soft cuffs. At least they’ll be somewhat comfortable.
She hands one set to me to help restrain Madelyn. I accept them with a nod, figuring I can do this for her. The mother smiles appreciatively at me.
I watch as the brunette secures Amber’s wrists behind her back. I follow her lead with Madelyn. It’s not difficult at all.
When I’m done, I move back to my wheel as the brunette walks back to the one operating our purple-haired companion. I look at Sandy, wondering how she’s processing all this. This time she appears to be a little less concerned.
“Are you ready to go swinging again with me?” Amber asks Madelyn with a grin.
“Ready for another duet with you,” she replies with a chuckle. Then she tells her daughter, “Watch closely, honey.”
The brunette starts to turn her wheel. I turn mine as well. Together the ropes tighten the nooses, bringing both women up onto their toes… and then completely up off the floor.
This time Amber attempts to follow Madelyn’s lead. The mother certainly appears to have done this a few times. It makes me wonder how many of these hanging parties she’s attended.
She spreads her legs in a split, which Amber mimics. She bends her legs backward, thrusting out her chest. Amber follows suit.
Madelyn starts to kick a little. Our purple-haired companion does her best to copy her moves. It’s not long until both of them start to rasp for breath, almost in unison.
Madelyn’s knees come upward. Amber does the same. Both women thrust their chests out. Then they began humping the air together.
They lose their synchronicity when they both start fighting their nooses in different ways. It looks like Amber is cumming again. I’d swear Madelyn is climaxing as well, although her motions appear more subdued.
For a moment I’m so fascinated that I stop following the brunette’s lead. She has Amber almost all the way down before I’m reminded to bring down Madelyn. Both women end up flat on their feet while rasping like crazy.
The brunette and I move in and quickly remove their restraints. We help steady them as we work the nooses off from around their necks. “Thank you,” Madelyn tells me appreciatively. “It always gets me in the end, and I can’t help cumming a little.”
She turns to Amber and tells her, “You dance divinely. I appreciate having had you as a dance partner in here.”
“My pleasure,” our purple-haired companion replies. “It was erotic as hell.” Then they kiss each other deeply.
Madelyn finally turns to her daughter and smiles. “Are you satisfied now, honey?”
“I guess so, mom.”
“Then I suppose we’d better be heading out to the main room. I’m sure they’ll be dancing out there real soon.”
She passes her daughter as she heads for the door. But Sandy reaches out and stops her by grabbing an arm. “Wait a minute, Mom.”
Madelyn stops as she turns toward her daughter. “Yes, honey?”
“I, uh… it didn’t hurt you any, did it?”
“Not too much, honey. It’ll hurt a lot worse if you hang out in the main room. Just remember: you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do.”
“I, uh… I think I’d like to try it… at least once… so I’ll know what it’s like in case… in case I hang for real out there.”
“Certainly, honey.” Then she tells the brunette, “Would you be so kind as to spot for my daughter?”
“Be happy to,” the brunette replies with a smile.
Amber looks right at me, her eyes twinkling. “What about you? Aren’t you going to try it at least once?”
“I, uh…”
Sandy looks at me in surprise. “You mean you’ve never tried a noose in here?”
“I don’t think she’s ever tried any noose,” our purple-haired companion tells her.
“Just like you, honey,” Madelyn gently tells her daughter. “And you still don’t have to try it if you don’t want to. It can be a bit of a shock the first time around.”
“I’m willing,” Sandy says after taking a deep breath. Then she smiles at me as she asks,” Would you be willing to do a duet with me? You and me as a couple of newbies?”
My heart leaps into my throat again. “Oh, I don’t know…”
“Oh, she’ll be glad to!” Amber blurts out. Then she tells me, “You’ll do it for Madelyn and Sandy, won’t you? This way Sandy won’t have to dance alone and feel so anxious about it.”
Madelyn gives me a sly smile as she tells me, “I promise to make it worth your while.”
I have no idea what that means. And I’m not sure I want to know. “I… I don’t… I’m not sure…”
The decision is abruptly taken out of my hands as Amber picks up one of the restraints and cuffs my wrists behind my back. “Oh, she’ll be glad too!” she declares. The brunette attaches the other set of cuffs to Sandy, securing her arms behind her back as well.
I find myself struggling to catch my breath. I suppose it would be nice to join her. But deep down I really don’t want to hang, even if it’s only for a few moments.
Things keep slipping further and further out of my control. I seem to be getting in deeper and deeper. I’m really not sure I want to do this.
The brunette positions Sandy in front of her noose. Amber positions me in front of mine. Sandy looks over and notices my hesitation.
“You don’t mind, do you?”
“I, uh…” Then I see a look of disappointment cross her features. Now I feel like I’d be letting her down if I refuse.
“This will be her first time too,” Amber explains, also noting my hesitancy.
“Uh, yes… my first.”
Sandy smiles nervously. “Then it’ll be the first time for both of us. That makes me glad you’re willing to hang with me in here.”
I can tell she’s a bit reluctant. It’s obvious she’s not fully on board, although she’s trying to be willing. I want to reassure her, but hanging with her was the last thing on my mind when I first entered this room.
I can’t seem to make myself give a yay or nay. I think her mother sees it in my features. She smiles as she tells me, “I really appreciate this. Sandy does too; right, honey?”
“Oh yes, mom! Naturally I’m a little nervous. But I don’t feel quite so bad, not with Amanda hanging right beside me for the very first time.”
Madelyn gives me a cryptic smile. “Around here we always like to do a little something special for the newbies.”
“Like wh-what?” I stammer nervously.
In response she steps right up to me. A moment later she starts caressing my naked body, giving me the shivers something fierce. She kisses me deeply at the same time I see the brunette step up and start to molest her daughter Sandy…
2021 (written Dec 9 ’21 by riwa)