An impoverished Caribbean island nation nears bankruptcy. In order to raise cash income from “tourists”, the nation’s leaders in desperation pass a law — consensual executions of sane and un-coerced foreigners by other foreigners will be legal in public execution areas on the island. Arachnid’s Santamos Island universe
Our Pi Omicron Rho Nu sorority flew out to Santamos Island for Spring Break. It was just us girls. We wanted to cut back and let off a little steam.
At first, there were no boys around. We finally got to where we didn’t like it so much. We’re all sluts by nature, and we all wanted our fair share of cock to play with.
By the fifth day, some guys from the fraternity showed up. We were all-too-happy to see them. Unfortunately, we outnumbered them two to one.
We passed them around, each taking a turn trying to please them and have fun with them. Then we found out why they’d come out to the island. They all wanted to watch a hanging.
Now many of us had already dabbled in one form of asphyxia or another during our time at City U. So none of us were really against the idea of hanging for them. It’s just that we didn’t know how to choose amongst ourselves.
We finally told the guys we wanted to have a hanging beach party. But there were no gallows out on any beaches. We talked to the hotel concierge and asked if anything could be done. He said he’d look into it.
A few hours later, we were all invited to a barbecue on the south beach. The hotel shuttled us out there. Most of us girls wore our skimpiest bikinis to make sure the guys would stay good and hard for us.
When we arrived, we saw a canvas tent had been erected. Also, there was a makeshift post with a long, wooden arm stretched off the end of it over the sand. Dangling from the end was a hangman’s noose. We all oohed and aahed when we saw it.
There was a sturdy wooden table with all sorts of food on it. Meat was cooking over an open fire pit. It smelled wonderful.
Some of us went swimming, while others checked out the hangman’s noose. That’s when the hotel concierge came over. He said he had the documents with him in case anybody wanted to hang for real.
By now, the others had come in from the water. We were all standing around the dangling coil, wondering what to do next. That’s when one of the guys asked if any of us girls wanted to hang for them.
I could tell by the erections they were sporting in their swimsuits that they were eager to see one of us swing. So we began debating amongst ourselves as to who would be willing to hang. But no one seemed all that eager to volunteer.
Loni finally asked the guys who they’d rather see hang. They all went away and talked it over in a huddle so we couldn’t hear them deciding. Then they came back to us.
“Well?” Loni asked. “Who’s it going to be?”
Mark asked, “Will she really hang for us if we choose someone?” We all looked at each other and nodded our heads, agreeing to go along with whomever they picked.
“Then we choose Kumio,” Mark declared.
We all turned to look at her. She was wearing this skimpy, black string bikini that did not cover her large assets very well. She seemed both frightened and embarrassed.
“Why her?” Loni asked.
“Because we want to see her tits bounce as she swings.” The guys all cheered and nodded at Mark’s reply.
Loni turned to face Kumio. “Well? What do you think?”
I knew Kumio well enough to know she hadn’t experimented with any kind of asphyxia just yet. She was either too afraid, or too embarrassed. She blushed, but she ultimately said she was willing.
All the guys cheered. I even got excited at the prospect of seeing her hang. Then we all escorted her over to the hotel concierge sitting at a small table by the canvas tent.
We told him we had a volunteer for the noose. He asked if she was serious. When she nodded her head, he asked if she was sure. He must have noticed the hesitation in her features.
She nodded again before saying in a quiet voice that she was willing. So he gave her some forms to fill out. The guys let out another cheer once she signed the last of them.
“Now how do we hang her?” Mark asked.
“You guys can pull on the rope,” Loni told them. “That is, unless you don’t want to be responsible for pulling her up into the air yourselves.”
“Any volunteers willing to string her up?” Mark asked. All sorts of hands went up. It seemed there was no scarcity of frat boys willing to partake in her hanging.
The hotel concierge handed Mark a set of handcuffs. He accepted them and smiled as he went over and cuffed Kumio’s arms behind her back. “Ready to hang for us?” he asked politely. She blushed as she timidly nodded.
We all escorted her out to the dangling noose. Mark chose three frat guys to man the rope. Then he looped it around her throat.
He got it nice and snug. Then he asked again if she was ready to hang for us. Kumio blushed as she nodded.
“Maybe you’d better say the words,” he mused thoughtfully.
“What words?” she asked bashfully.
“Oh, I don’t know,” he replied. Then he moved behind her. That’s when he whispered something into her ear.
I thought I saw her reach back and touch his bulge with her hands. She blushed again. “Oh,” she finally said timidly. “Ok. I want you guys to hang me for your pleasure.” That got another cheer from all those horny frat boys, as well as a cheer from most of us girls.
Mark told everyone to step back. Then he called out, “Hang her, boys!” A moment later, they pulled on her rope.
Kumio was lifted up into the air. It looked as though she was blushing once again. Then her mouth formed an “Oh” as she went all cross-eyed.
At that moment, her breasts seemed to swell. I thought I saw her nipples start to protrude. Then she thrust her chest out.
Wait; was she enjoying it?? It sure looked like she was enjoying it!
She began to kick and shimmy. Her breasts bounced upon her chest. Then she thrust her hips out.
We all stood around watching her. Some of us bitches were touching ourselves. And some of the guys had pulled out their cocks and were stroking them.
Kumio focused on a couple of frat boys who’d pulled out their impressive dicks. She humped in their direction as though trying to fuck those exposed erections. The guys all whooped and hollered.
Nate suddenly rushed up to her and popped the strings to her bikini top. It fell away, causing her boobs to bounce freely. Then he popped the strings to her bottoms. They also fell away, exposing her glistening slit.
Nate’s actions seemed to embarrass her a little. Then she thrust her hips out in his direction. That’s when Kumio became animated.
She really kicked and twisted. By now, I was busy rubbing my crotch. That’s when our eyes locked.
Her eyes were still crossed. And her mouth was still open in the form of an “Oh”. But she was looking at me as if to say, “Is this really how it’s supposed to feel? Is it supposed to feel this good??”
I smiled as I nodded at her. That’s when she really thrust her hips out. A moment later, her pussy sprayed from what could only have been an extremely intense climax. It triggered a corresponding climax in several guys, as well as some of us girls.
She finally went limp in the noose as the guys held onto her rope, keeping her up off the sand. She went into agonal spasms and convulsions. Then she dangled lifelessly, her expression indicating how painful it had been… and how much she seemed to have enjoyed it.
The guys all cheered. Loni finally went up and checked for a pulse. When she shook her head, the guys let her down.
The noose and cuffs were removed. Then a couple of guys dragged her over to a separate part of the beach. I knew they were going to use her corpse for their personal enjoyment. But I’m sure Kumio would have liked that very much.
4-14-23 Inspired by the binjbob drawing