The Benefactor

Whenever a benefactor for City U came to town, all the sorority girls would fight to be his escort. Benefactors had a tendency to treat the coeds lavishly. Sex was usually involved, but the benefits – especially the gifts and cash – almost always outweighed anything a coed gave up in body and soul.

The last benefactor who’d visited the campus had taken a girl away on a trip around the world. The Pi Omicron Rho Nu sorority benefited by receiving a generous donation, as did the university. Now another benefactor was coming to the campus.

The girls were run through a vigorous sexual contest. They were judged on how well they performed orally on both males and females. It was said the benefactor had a wife who might be seeking a little pleasure for herself.

Erin was thrilled when she was the one ultimately chosen to spend time with the couple. Dollar signs flashed in her eyes. She was sure this meant she was going places.

She was warned to treat the benefactor with utmost deference. His donation had not yet been received by the university. Erin promised she would not disappoint the school, nor the girls of the P.O.R.N. sorority.

Once they arrived, they couple seemed pleased with the girl chosen to be their companion during their visit. The benefactor and his wife took her to all the best spots in town, wining and dining her. Afterwards, they went back to the facility the university had provided for some sexual pleasure. Erin believed she had hit the jackpot.

On the second to last day of their visit, the benefactor and his wife spent the morning and afternoon involved in rigorous sex with Erin. But the evening was reserved for a special play. When asked if she had no objections, Erin said she was open to anything they had in mind.

She was led down naked into a sparsely furnished basement. What disturbed her was the noose that dangled from a beam in the ceiling. She immediately turned to the husband and wife, asking what this was all about.

“My wife has never seen a hanging before,” the husband explained. “The university has assured me you have been exposed to various forms of asphyxia. I trust this will not bother you much?”

“I, uh… n-no, sir.” She did not dare express her discomfort, nor her dismay, to such an important couple.

“Good. Beverlee, my darling? Would you like to do the honors?”

“Can I really, Doug?” the wife asked excitedly.

“Certainly. She’s more than willing; isn’t that right, my dear? You know how important this is to us. In the morning the university will receive our donation.”

“Y-yes, sir. I understand how important this is to you.”

“Good.”

The bare-chested husband put on an ominous black hood, giving him the air of an executioner. The wife tied Erin’s hands behind her back. When she was done, she kissed Erin on the lips before pulling a black hood down over her head.

Erin stood there panting heavily for breath. Were they really going to use the noose on her? Did this couple like playing hanging games?

She’d experimented with some asphyxia at the university. It was expected from all the girls who attended. But she hadn’t gotten all that involved in the noose games and role-plays that often took place on campus. Besides, there’d been stories of “accidents”, resulting in more than a few female bodies ending up as meals over at the cafeteria.

The noose was pulled down over her head. Then it was snugged up tight behind her right ear. “You have no idea how turned on I am, hun,” the wife told her as she ran a hand over Erin’s heaving breasts. “Doug promised me a hanging before we left the university. I’m really looking forward to it.”

Erin panted underneath the hood. It was getting awfully stuffy. She was also becoming more than a little frightened.

“Take her up, darling,” she heard the wife tell her husband. “But don’t hurt her right away. I want this to last.”

“As you wish, my love.” And with that, Erin was hoisted up off her bare feet into the air.

She gawked as she tried to cry out through the hood covering her face. She was terribly frightened. Surely the couple would be careful with her, right?

She began to kick instinctively. Her legs pedaled as she searched for the floor. She’d only been hanged once before, and she hadn’t liked it all that much.

She was let back down onto the floor. She panted for breath as she stood there blinded by the hood. Then feminine hands touched her all over.

“That was wonderful, darling. Her nipples are really erect.”

“That’s from the asphyxiation, my love. You should see what it’s doing to her pussy.”

“Oh, darling; take her up again!”

Erin was hefted up off the floor for a second time. She rasped as she tried to breathe through the hood. Then panic set in as she began to kick.

“Watch out for those legs, my love. She’ll kick you without meaning too.”

“Oh, darling; she’s magnificent! I never thought I’d live to see such an arousing spectacle! You’re right about her pussy. Take her down; I want to feel it!”

Erin was lowered to the floor. She rasped for breath, struggling to breathe underneath the hood while trying to maintain her balance upon unsteady legs. Then she felt feminine hands touch her all over before fingers pried her labia apart.

“You’re right, darling. She’s incredibly wet.”

“It’s from the asphyxiation, my love.”

“Take her up again. I love watching her struggle.”

“As you wish.”

Erin was hoisted back up into the air. She tried to brace herself for the experience. She even managed to hold still for several seconds. But the pain and panic inevitably caused her to start kicking again.

“There she goes!” the wife gasped breathlessly. “How they fight when they cannot breathe!”

“Do you like it, my love?”

“It’s utterly incredible! Bring her down; I want to finger her again!”

Erin was lowered back down onto the floor. She was even more unsteady on her feet. Feminine hands helped support her before they started roaming and caressing her naked flesh.

“Honey, you have no idea what you’re doing to me. I really appreciate it.”

Erin forced herself to stammer, “Th-thank you, Mrs. B-Borenstern.” After all, this was supposed to be for her sorority and for the university. But it sure was getting hot underneath the hood. How long before they set her free?

The wife was more than a little impressed. She told her husband, “She’s wonderful the way she kicks and struggles. Darling, you will see to it the university gets a more than generous donation this year, won’t you?”

“Of course, my love.”

“Will we be able to feast on her remains in the cafeteria tomorrow for lunch before we depart?”

“I’m sure they’ll save us the best parts, my love.”

Erin was horrified. Had she heard correctly??

“Are you ready for the best part, my love?”

“I can’t wait any longer, darling. Haul her up into the air. I want to watch her sexy dance of death as she hangs for us. I never thought snuffing sorority girls would be so exciting.”

“Mrs. B-Borenstern??” That was all she got out. A moment later Erin’s feet left the floor for the last time.

She hung limp, trying not to struggle. Surely they weren’t really going to kill her, were they? Then her legs began to kick.

She pedaled as she swung back and forth. The noose tightened ominously around her throat. The loss of air down her windpipe only panicked her further.

She kicked and struggled as she tried to rasp for breath. The hood puffed less and less as her airway was closed off. Erin developed a massive headache as her face felt flushed underneath the hood.

She gawked as her toes stretched for the floor that was out of reach. Then she really started to kick. Her body swung wildly as Mrs. Borenstern gasped with rapturous delight.

Erin fought for a good ten minutes until she no longer had the strength. She was barely getting any air down her throat. She gently swung back and forth until the wife came up and began touching her all over again.

“That was so sexy, honey. You put on such a wonderful dance. You really struggled, and it looked like it hurt a lot. I loved the hood and the way this looked like an execution. But the next time Doug hangs a girl for me I think I want to see her face as she suffers.”

Erin was barely aware of fingers probing her clenching twat. “My goodness, honey! Did you cum? You’re positively wet down there! How marvelous!”

Erin tried to scream. But she couldn’t get any air past her larynx. She went into hitches and spasms as internal organs began to die.

“Oh, darling; it’s marvelous! I’m so glad the sorority picked this one out for us! Please be generous with them and the university on account of this one.”

“You know I will, my love.”

Erin didn’t know whether to be horrified or appreciative her death would bring financial gain to the university. Then consciousness ebbed away until she didn’t care about anything anymore.

2021 (written Jun 14 ’21 by riwa. Inspired by the picture.)