Part 8
I stare incredulously as my sister Cassandra kicks in her noose. Her daughter Carrie, and her daughter’s lover Hilary, watch enthusiastically as they clap and applaud. The women all around me cheer as another woman is riding a noose. I can’t believe they just hanged my sister!
The spectators are enthusiast. They have no idea the identity of the female now swinging in the hanging pit just happens to be my sister. All they know is that another naked woman is now dancing for their perverse enjoyment.
The brunette says into my ear, “You should masturbate for Amber!” But my mind is on my kin. Instinctively, I start to work my way toward the entrance to the pit.
I feel like I have to save Cassie. But the brunette grabs my arm and pulls me back. Then she loudly says into my ear, “Just where do you think you’re going?”
I loudly reply, “I’ve got to go save my sister!”
She shakes her head. “Don’t you think it’s a little late for that?”
Amber is slowly passing us. I suppose I should watch her final performance. But someone else has garnered my attention.
I’m shocked to see Carrie climb down into the pit. She goes over to her mother as Cassandra stretches for solid footing that is well beneath her feet. Then she parts her dying mother’s legs and moves in to lick her crotch.
That makes two women in the pit with the hangees. I’m shocked beyond all belief. This is not at all what I’d ever anticipated.
The brunette tells me to look at Amber. I turn long enough to see her bladder release. Then my escort happily declares, “Going… going… gone!” Some ladies cheer at the sight of urine dripping off her toes.
I turn to look back at my sister, momentarily pausing to notice the eroticism of the two redheads now approaching our position. The younger one carefully watches her footing on the slippery surface as she feasts on the hanged pussy of the older one. It would be shocking were it not for the fact that my sister is in the very next noose being eaten out by the daughter who hanged her.
Carrie slowly shuffles her feet along the drain below, making sure she doesn’t slip and fall as she follows along. She stays with her mother the entire time, licking and slurping. Cassie looks like she can breathe a little better with her legs resting on her daughter’s shoulders.
The brunette licks my ear as she hugs me tight. “Isn’t that so fucking hot?”
“But… but th-that’s my sister!” I gasp in disbelief. “I can’t believe her daughter just hanged her like that! And now Carrie is eating her out?!”
“That’s so hot!” the brunette repeats. “You have no idea how many times I’ve seen family members in there! I wonder if the two redheads are also related. Doesn’t it make you horny seeing your niece eating out your noosed sister?”
I shake my head no. But inwardly, the truth is far different. This can’t be real. It also can’t be this shamefully erotic; can it?
The brunette reaches down and deliberately fingers my dripping cunt. “Damn; you’re wet! You must be turned on watching your sister hang! Are you going to cum as she passes by?”
I tremble as I stare in disbelief, watching as Carrie continues eating out her dangling mother. Cassandra is still trying to rest her naked body on her daughter’s shoulders to ease the strain around her neck. But I can tell she’s strangling anyway. It’s as though she’s struggling to get a single, decent breath of air in any way she can.
Approaching us in the noose in front of them, that older redhead continues to be licked out by the younger one. She shimmies in her noose as she humps the face of her feasting companion. It all seems so surreal.
By now, Amber with her purple hair in the noose ahead of the redhead has mostly gone limp. Urine drips off her toes. But the redhead is still showing signs of life.
The younger one must be giving her some slack in the noose. She continues to eat her out while the older one tries to rest on her shoulders. Is it possible they’re related, just like Cassie and Carrie?
I’m stunned (and shamefully aroused) by the women hanging from their nooses. All that nudity as they kick and twist is having a disturbing effect on me. The females all around me keep cheering and masturbating to the incredible activity taking place inside the pit.
It all seems so unreal, as though this really can’t be happening. The fact that none of these ladies in their nooses will survive the event seems to make no difference. There are cheers and more enthusiastic thumbs-down all around us as everyone blatantly displays their sexual enjoyment of the spectacle.
I should look away, but I can’t. Cassie humps her daughter’s face, just as the redhead in the noose ahead of her humps the younger redhead’s face. Then the young one abruptly pulls away.
The older redhead suddenly puts up a struggle as she now dangles freely, the tension having returned to her neck. There are cheers all around me as naked women watch her suffer. Her dance is animated to the point where I find myself wondering if she’s been in a noose before. Did she hang in that “practice” room like I did earlier?
All around me, naked women cheer while giving enthusiastic thumbs down. I still can’t believe it, and I feel like I must be dreaming. Can this all be real??
Cassie has told me she and Carrie have played dangerous games before. But I never imagined this would happen. I never thought I would end up watching my sister hang to death.
In the back of my mind, I can’t help wondering whose idea this was. Was it Cassie’s idea to come here and hang? Or was it Carrie’s idea to hang her mother?
The redhead and her younger companion pass right in front of where the brunette and I are positioned. The noosed woman catches my eye. Is that a look of anxiety or ecstasy in her features?
Cassie will soon be approaching our place near the railing as Carrie tries to give her a last orgasm. I look beyond to see another empty noose in the pit. But at the entrance, I see them noosing up another blonde. Wait; is she putting up a fuss?
Why is she fighting? Shouldn’t she have avoided the entrance to the hanging pit to begin with? What the hell did she expect when she came here tonight?
The blonde teeters on the edge, right before she gets pushed into the pit. She immediately starts to kick up a jig. There’s another appreciative roar from the females on both sides of the pit. They’re actually putting up a cheer for the impending death of yet another one!
The track in the ceiling slowly carries my sister right by our position. For a moment, she and I actually make eye contact. That’s when something flashes in her eyes.
Is she experiencing pleasure? Or is she begging me to save her? I figure it’s already much too late for the latter.
I feel a sense of shame over how aroused I’ve become. The brunette pauses to look right at her. Then she tells me, “Your sister looks so fucking hot dangling in her noose. You should cum for her as your last gift to her.”
As though she heard my escort, Carrie steps away from her mom, allowing Cassandra to swing freely. The younger redhead stands out of the way and cheers as she now watches my sister hang. My escort finger-fucks me hard while my niece has her back to us.
Cassie’s face is a disturbing shade of red. “Cum for her!” the brunette demands in my ear. Then I really feel her fingering my cunt.
Cassandra suddenly humps the air in my direction. Gawd; is she cumming as she’s going? It swells within me until I hold the brunette’s hand in place, squeezing and clenching as I orgasm shamefully.
Women cheer as Carrie finally turns and catches sight of me. She grins stupidly as though she’s intoxicated or something. Then she waves and says something I can’t hear because the music’s too loud and the enthusiastic females all around me are too boisterous.
Carrie steps back up and touches and caresses her dying mom all over as Cassie finally settles down. The young redhead follows suit, touching the older redhead in the noose ahead of my family members. Two bladders give way within seconds of each other, much to the cheers of a large number of gathered females.
Both “cunt-lickers” wave goodbye at their charges. The track in the ceiling takes the naked bodies farther along the interior of the hanging pit to the waiting disposal area beyond. That’s when it dawns on me I’m never going to see my sister Cassandra again.
By now, the empty noose is almost to our position. But there’s always someone else to see. Coming closer is the blonde who was putting up a little bit of a fuss at the entrance to the hanging pit.
Her gyrations lessen as she approaches our position. She kicks less and less as her hips thrust outward. Gawd; it looks like she’s cumming too!
Some women motion and holler for Carrie to lick out the dying blonde in the pit. She must have heard or understood them because she steps up and parts the woman’s legs, moving into position. The young redhead carefully slips past her with a knowing smile before being helped out of the pit.
The blonde seems to catch her second wind as the tension eases a little in her noose. She tries to use Carrie for leverage by sitting on her shoulders. Then she hitches and jerks as though she can feel my niece’s tongue in her twat.
My breath hangs up in my throat. Then I wince from another intense orgasm. I’m ashamed over how aroused I’ve become.
Initially, I want to blame it on the talented brunette caressing me all over while fingering my dripping slit. But I sense it’s the shock of watching one naked female after another being hanged to death. Wanton sexuality is on display all around me as females cry out in frenzied excitement.
Carrie steps back and smiles as she gives the pleasured blonde a push. The poor thing helplessly swings back and forth. She humps the air as though Carrie’s face and tongue are still there licking pleasure into her dying body.
The empty noose slowly passes by. But my eyes are now on the approaching blonde as she kicks up her final dance. She seems to be struggling less and less.
In the pit, Carrie watches her as she enthusiastically fingers herself. Then she waves at me again before heading back to the entrance to the pit. But she’s forced to step aside and wait for a moment.
There’s another cheer as a young women in short black hair gets pushed into the pit. She kicks and struggles as though the noose is really strangling her. But that elicits no compassion from her voyeurs. Instead, it only seems to bring out the bloodlust in the women all around me.
“That’s so hot!” the brunette says as she fingers my slit with one hand and her slit with the other. “What do you think about all these hangings now?” I shake my head, not knowing how I should feel.
The brunette pulls her fingers out of me. But I never miss a beat. Instinctively, I thrust my own digits into my dripping slit. I feel as though I just have to have something inside there right now to work each developing climax out of my body.
It swells within me as that poor blonde approaches until I just can’t hold it back. It’s a shameful orgasm. My escort drops into a crouch long enough to lap up my flowing juices before rising back to her feet with a giggle and a knowing smile.
There are more enthusiastic cheers all around us. The track continues to move things along as that blonde reaches our position. I have no idea why the agony in her eyes, the redness of her face, the protrusion of her nipples, and the way she kicks affects me so.
She twitches as her cunt drips. Her neck has stretched significantly. Then her bladder releases right there in front of us, thrilling the naked women all around us.
I look into her eyes. They are glazing over. Did she climax when my niece licked her? Or did she cum as she dangled freely?
I can’t help but wonder. Is that the reason why some of these girls volunteer? Is that why others get caught up so much that they get too close to the entrance to the pit and find themselves hanging? Could it be they secretly want to dance their life away without appearing to be so willing?
The girl in the short black hair really fights her noose. Her legs kick as she twists and sways. Then her hips thrust outward as though she’s fucking the air.
She gets a cheer from many of the women around me. They love the way she’s kicking her life away. Ladies night out indeed.
What would happen if this place had more men standing around watching? Would they be fucking girls in plain sight while watching others hang? This place seems so damned surreal!
I look toward the entrance to the hanging pit. Once more I’m shocked at what I see. Two girls are on either side of Carrie’s noosed girlfriend Hilary, holding onto her arms.
Carrie stands behind her. It looks like she’s doing something to her. Wait; is she cuffing her wrists behind her back??
Hilary is slowly pulled toward the edge of the pit. Is she trying to keep herself from hanging? She only has seconds before it’s too late.
Instinctively I take a step in that direction. That’s when I hear the brunette in my ear tell me, “You really want to hang with her? If not, I’d suggest you stick close to me for a while!”
Hilary teeters on the edge. Carrie gives her a playful nudge forward. Her lover loses her balance and goes swinging into the hanging pit. Many women cheer as they give her an enthusiastic thumbs down.
Hilary tries to stretch her toes downward as she swings back and forth. Then she begins to fight the noose by kicking and dancing. I have no idea whether or not she volunteered, not that it matters anymore.
At the entrance, one of the girls previously steadying Hilary is now kissing Carrie. The other rubs my niece’s crotch. They kiss and molest her as though rewarding her for picking out a good one to hang.
I can’t believe it! Carrie was helpful in hanging her mother. Now she’s helped to hang her girlfriend too??
By now, the blonde is passing us by. She kicks very little as she goes into little seizures and shimmies. I study her noose and notice it’s rather thick. Does that mean the dangling women will take longer to die because the noose takes longer to close off their throats?
I struggle to catch my breath at witnessing such a perverse event. No one around me seems to show any emotion other than excitement, arousal and enthusiasm. She’s nothing more than another sexy, dying bitch, her life being strangled to death in the noose.
There’s a cheer as Carrie gets back into the hanging pit. She goes up to Hilary and supports her legs as she begins eating her out. Her girlfriend looks as though she’s struggling to catch her breath as she suffers in the noose.
Carrie steps away and Hilary hangs freely. She kicks and shimmies as her hips thrust outward. Then Carrie steps forward, supporting her legs and eating her out again. It’s as though she’s teasing her, giving her brief respites that are not nearly long enough for her to catch her breath.
In front of her, the woman with black hair kicks less and less. Carrie steps away from Hilary, leaving her to hang freely. Then she moves up to the black-haired girl and starts eating her out as well, much to the cheers of everyone watching.
Poor Hilary looks like she’s really suffering. She soon starts humping the air. I wince in shame as another orgasm washes warmly through my body.
The track in the ceiling moves all the hanged women forward, taking the black-haired bitch out of Carrie’s mouth. My niece just turns to gleefully take on an approaching Hilary. That leaves the black-haired girl to slowly move right past our position.
I wince as it swells within me again. “You should cum for her too!” the brunette calls out into my ear. The hanged woman begins to hump the air, and I shamefully climax as I watch her suffering.
She stops humping as she kicks less and less. Then her bladder releases. There’s another cheer.
“Going… going… gone!” my brunette escort gasps in rapture. Then she fingers herself into an orgasm. There are more thumbs down on display.
That poor girl gently humps the air. She twists and shimmies a little, but there’s not much life left in her. She’s barely alive, but she won’t be for long.
A roar takes my eyes to the entrance to the hanging pit. It’s that younger woman with the red hair. She was the one who was licking out the older one.
She swings back and forth in her noose, having been pulled off the edge of the pit. Is this her punishment for what she did to the older woman with red hair? Or is this what she’s always wanted?
A part of me feels sorry for her. But a shameful part perversely enjoys the way she kicks and struggles. Then she furiously humps the air.
Gawd; she’s cumming already?! No; I mustn’t! But I can’t help orgasming right along with her.
Next to me I hear the brunette purr, “She’s sexy as hell, isn’t she?” Then I hear a loud, familiar voice…
“HI, AUNT AMANDA! ISN’T THIS GREAT??”
I look to see Carrie grinning right at me as she stands down in the pit near the railing. Then she turns and buries her face in the black-haired girl’s muff. The dangling woman appears to hitch and wriggle as though she can feel my niece’s tongue.
It suddenly rises up within me. I holler, “Carrie, honey? What the hell? Why did you hang your mother??”
Carrie steps back from the black-haired woman, leaving her to dangle again as fluids drip down her face. She grins at me as she comes over and hollers, “BECAUSE SHE WANTED ME TO? BECAUSE I WANTED TO? HELL, I DON’T KNOW! CALL IT INSPIRATION!”
The track in the ceiling keeps moving along, helping to keep the bodies swaying as they move forward. Now Carrie’s female lover Hilary is approaching our position. She sees me and gives me a look that indicates she’s in exquisite agony.
I call down to Carrie, “Honey, you really hanged your girlfriend??”
“YEAH, AUNT AMANDA! DOESN’T SHE LOOK SO FUCKING HOT?” Then Carrie turns and buries her face in Hilary’s muff, licking and slurping as the women around me cheer her lewd behavior.
There’s another cheer as the track continues to move along. Over at the entrance I recognize another woman getting ready to hang. I immediately recognize Madelyn from the hanging room.
Where’s her daughter? Then I catch sight of her. It looks like she’s getting ready to ride the next noose!
“Like mother, like daughter; eh?” my brunette escort says loudly into my ear. “I really wondered if they might hang together tonight. Looks like I was right!”
2022 (written for Carrie Mar 16 ’22 by riwa)