My wife and I were taking a vacation through Arizona when we spotted a sign for an Old West town. She pointed at the sign before asking, “Richard, can we pull over and check it out?”
I told her I didn’t think there was anything there she would be interested in. But she said she wanted to stop. She is always on the lookout to buy something she really doesn’t need. Mary is the type of person people are counting on when they put up all those tourist traps.
I pulled off and drove to a parking lot. We got out and wandered around the buildings. Then she went inside to check out the gift shop.
I was bored watching her buy stuff she didn’t need. So I told her I’d be outside wandering around the grounds. She told me to go right ahead.
I wandered down toward the gallows at the end of Main Street. I was curious, being as how several older tourists were starting to gather around the structure. They all had their cameras and iPhones out, and several were taking pictures.
About that time, three people came out from between two buildings. One looked like he was dressed as a padre, a yellow placard in his hands. But it was the other two that caught my eye.
The other male was wearing a black shirt and hood. But he wasn’t wearing any pants. That really caught my attention.
As I drew closer, I discovered why he was sporting an erection. He and the padre were escorting an attractive female with no clothes on. She looked to be in her thirties.
Instinctively, I looked all around. Thankfully I didn’t see any minors standing nearby. Puzzled, I stepped forward for a closer look, wishing I hadn’t left my camera in the car.
The padre escorted the female up the steps to the gallows. I saw a noose already in place. The end of the rope draped off the edge of the gallows where the executioner walked over and picked it up.
I was surprised when the naked woman smiled at all the tourists. Then she grabbed the noose that was dangling there. I did not expect her to loop it around her own throat like that.
There were lots of whistles and catcalls. Then the padre hung the placard around her neck. It read “Town Whore.”
The whole thing was crazy! They weren’t really going to hang a nude lady in front of all those tourists; were they? A part of me thought I shouldn’t stick around to watch, but I was really curious.
About that time, I felt a hand grab my arm. Mary had joined me. That’s when she caught sight of what was going on… “What are you looking at-RICHARD?!”
She tried to shield my eyes as she blurted out, “Don’t look at her; she’s naked!” I brushed her arm away. Then she gasped, “They’re not really going to hang her like that; are they?”
“Of course not,” I replied. “They haven’t even tied her arms behind her back.”
“He’s not wearing any pants!” Then Mary pointed at the executioner. He was clearly sporting an erection as he stood there holding onto the end of the rope.
The padre solemnly, yet loudly, declared, “It is my duty to condemn you for your sins. As the town whore, you must hang in front of the whole town.” Then he nodded at the executioner.
Mary gasped, “He’s not really going to…” Then the young woman was pulled up into the air. She immediately started kicking and dancing as though she was putting on a performance.
“What is she doing??” my wife blurted out. All the other tourists were busy taking pictures as the town whore put on a lewd display. She rubbed her tits while grabbing her crotch.
I was shocked. Was it all an act? How could she hang like that while masturbating? Wasn’t the noose painful around her neck??
Mary tried to cover my eyes again. I just brushed her hand away. I guess I wanted to see what was going on, mostly because I had a hard time believing it was really happening.
The executioner’s cock suddenly began to spurt. The woman stopped struggling and dangled quietly. Then the executioner eased up on the rope, letting her down in a heap onto the floor of the gallows.
The tourists eagerly snapped pictures the entire time. Once again, I regretted leaving my camera in the car. Mary just stared in total shock.
The executioner walked up onto the gallows. He removed the noose from around her neck, picked up the young woman, and then slung her over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. His cock was semi-hard as he carried her down off the gallows with the padre in tow.
The tourists never stopped taking pictures until the padre and the executioner returned from whence they’d come. Some took a few more pictures of the gallows. There were several comments as they began to wander away.
Mary looked at me in shock. “Can you believe they… they just hanged her like that??” I shook my head, not sure what I’d just witnessed.
“And can you believe that executioner?? He wasn’t wearing any pants! And he… and his cock went off!”
“Yeah, I noticed that.”
“And that woman! The sign around her neck said she was the town whore!”
“Well, she certainly acted like one in the noose; didn’t she?”
Mary hit my shoulder as she blurted out, “I can’t believe you stood there and watched it all!”
“What else was I supposed to do?”
“You could have looked away!”
“I don’t think she wanted me to! Did you see her looking right at us?”
“Richard, how could you??”
“You didn’t have to stick around and watch, you know. Did you buy anything in the gift shop?” Then I noticed the bag in her hand.
“Spent more money, did you?”
“I saw something I liked and just had to buy it.”
“Maybe they ought to hang you next.”
“RICHARD???”
She looked at me for a really long time. She appeared to be deep in thought. I looked at her curiously before asking, “What is it?”
She was hesitant as she replied, “I was just wondering…”
“What?”
“If I… If I let them… if I let them hang me… would you… I mean… would you take off your pants and… and pull me up into the air?”
5-17-22 Inspired by the manipulation I found on the Internet.