Sequel to Hanging the little slut
Part 1
It was almost 10 pm when a dark blue Chevy Impala pulled into the Quickie Mart. Two biker chicks got out and headed for the door. Rachel was the redhead wearing a black leather jacket covering a black t-shirt with a Harley-Davidson logo. She was also wearing a pair of black leather chaps over her blue jeans.
Next to her strode Toni, a tall, leggy brunette with a shiny black leather top that left a lot of midriff exposed. She wore a black leather skirt with black nylons stamped with white images up her legs. A black bandana adorned her head, with an emblem matching the ones on her nylons. Platform sandals with chunky heels completed the ensemble.
The two were having a night on the town and were interested in beer and munchies. The Quickie Mart just happened to be on their way. They had no idea how one innocent little stop would change the course of the rest of their night.
As soon as they walked inside Toni instantly took notice of the young Asian woman sitting behind the register reading a magazine. Almost immediately she pulled Rachel aside as they headed down an aisle. “What?” Rachel wanted to know.
“Look at the counter,” Toni told her in hushed tones. “See the chick sitting there? Remind you of anyone?”
Rachel looked down the aisle at the cute young woman. “So?” she asked, shrugging her shoulders.
“Look CLOSER!” Toni urged her, suddenly feeling a growing sense of excitement. “Take a GOOD look!”
“What about her? Toni, what are you gettin’ at?” Rachel just wasn’t making the connection.
“You stupid bitch! How could you possibly forget that little Asian slut bartender at that biker bar seven months back?”
“Her?” Rachel asked in confusion. Then she took another look at the store clerk: black hair down past her shoulders while wearing a t-shirt bearing the emblem of the local college team.
“Oh, HER!” she said. Then she eyed the clerk up and down more closely, admiring the B-cups pushing out under the t-shirt.
“She looks good,” Rachel observed. A moment later she suddenly felt a surge of sexual arousal. “Toni, are you thinking…?”
“I sure am!” her partner in crime replied. “She’s got better looking tits than that other slut we hung. I think they’d look great bouncing around in a noose, don’t you? Besides, you can tell she’s not wearing a bra or anything. Probably waiting for her boyfriend to come pick her up so she can blow him in the back seat of his car, the little slut. She doesn’t look that much taller than that bartender we strung up.”
“We got any rope?” Rachel wanted to know. “We had to leave the other one behind when we left that Asian slut hanging down at the pier with the tide coming in.”
“They’re tearing down the Rossman building,” Toni told her. “There might be some rope in there. Besides, we can hang her from the second floor for the construction workers to find. I’ll bet you a hundred dollars they fuck her corpse and then haul her body down to the landfill. Or have you forgotten how to tie a noose.”
“I haven’t forgotten anything, you bitch!” Then Rachel looked up the aisle again at the clerk who was now looking curiously at them after having gotten concerned why they were standing in one place for so long.
“What do you think?”
“I think she’s hot,” Rachel replied. “You’re right. I think she would look good all strung up.”
“Let’s pay for the beer and chips and then get the hell out of here. We’ll find out when she gets off work. Then we can go get something so we can tie her up.”
“You are one nasty bitch!” Rachel chuckled. “I love your style.”
The two women took a couple of six-packs and some chips up to the counter. The clerk had become less concerned and was waiting to ring up their purchases when they arrived.
“No rest for the weary tonight, eh?” Rachel said to her sympathetically. “You have to work the night shift? I could never work the night shift.”
“Me either,” Toni agreed. “I’d fall asleep in my chair.”
“We don’t work a night shift here,” the young Asian woman told them coldly, not acting at all impressed with a couple of biker chicks in her convenience store. “We close at midnight.”
She woodenly rang the purchases up at the cash register. Toni gave her a twenty and got her change back. “Have a good evening,” Rachel said cheerfully as they waved at her. She just scowled back at them.
“Not very friendly, is she?” Toni observed as they walked out and headed for the car. “She reminds me of that other Asian slut. Are they all like that?”
“Maybe she just doesn’t like biker chicks,” Rachel said with a grin. “That’s ok though. We’ll come back and give her a ride to the Rossman building where we’ll teach her some manners.”
“Let’s go get some rope,” Toni replied with growing excitement. “I can’t WAIT to watch her swing!”
“We’ll make her suffer before we end her misery, hun,” Rachel told her with a wicked chuckle. “This is going to be so much fun. I’d forgotten just how hot it was to hang that slut bartender.” And with that she started up the car. They soon pulled out of the parking lot and roared away.
—
They came back at 11:45, choosing to park in the darkened alley so they could look out and watch the parking lot and traffic. There was a Toyota Corolla parked close by, which they suspected might be hers. Their good fortune was that the clerk’s car was parked quite close to the alley.
The biker chicks waited excitedly, both of them having consumed a couple of beers for some alcoholic encouragement. When midnight came they got out of the vehicle to stand near the edge of the building in the darkness. By now Rachel and Toni were horny as hell.
It wasn’t long until the parking lot got a little darker as the inside lights shining out the glass windows of the convenience store were turned off. The clerk came out five minutes later, locking the main door behind her. Then she walked over to the Toyota, giving the parking lot a quick once-over to make sure she was all alone.
“Now!” Rachel hissed quietly.
She and Toni stepped out of the shadows, hands behind their backs to conceal the instruments of the poor girl’s soon-to-be-kidnapping. The clerk spotted them immediately, stopping just two paces from her driver’s side door. “Damn,” Toni blurted out. “Are we too late to get another six-pack?”
“Sorry; just closed up,” the clerk said in a huff. She wasn’t the least bit interested in being social with either one of them.
“Damnit, I told you not to take so long in the john!” Toni blurted out at Rachel, feigning anger. Then she turned back toward the clerk as they slowly approached. “I don’t suppose you could let us back in for just a quick second could you?”
“I told you I just closed up,” the young woman said in a huff.
“Well now that just won’t do at all,” Rachel said, suddenly grabbing the girl and pulling her arms behind her back.
“Hey! What the hell are you – MMMPH!”
“These are for you, bitch,” Toni chuckled, stuffing a pair of her panties into the girl’s mouth, panties she’d retrieved from her apartment earlier. “Sorry they’re not washed or anything, honey. My boyfriend Butch got me all hot and bothered while wearing them the other day. I hope you don’t mind the taste.”
“MMMMMMMMPH!” The clerk tried to struggle, but both girls held on tight.
“Now hold still, honey,” Rachel told her as they dragged her back into the shadows of the alley and their Impala. “Let me just get your arms tied behind your back.”
“MMMMMM!! MMM – MMMMPH!”
“You’re just another defiant little Asian slut, aren’t you!” she declared. “Honey, that’s going to make it so much better for us! You see… we like to hang defiant Asian sluts. Just ask the last one we hung down at the pier.” Rachel laughed as the poor clerk screamed into the panties in her mouth.
They dragged her behind their car and then opened the trunk. “Don’t get too comfortable back here, bitch,” Toni laughed at her. “You’ll only be in here long enough for us to get you to the Rossman building. You see, we’re preparing a little present for the boys when they go to work tomorrow.”
“MMMMMMMPH!”
“Enjoy the ride, slut,” Rachel laughed as they tossed her into the trunk. Then they slammed the lid shut. They could just make out her muffled screams of fear and outrage.
“Not bad for a simple night’s work,” Toni observed, brushing her hands together with satisfaction. “This is going to be so fuckin’ good!”
They climbed into the vehicle. Rachel started the engine. Then they drove off, leaving for the morning crew of the Quickie Mart the mystery of an employee’s abandoned vehicle…
—
They arrived at the Rossman building and found the gate to the demolition site they’d forced open earlier. They drove inside, pausing long enough to allow Toni to get out and close the gate behind them. Then they drove up to the condemned building and parked the car.
“Are you ready back there for some fun?” Toni called out in the direction of the back seat. There was the faint sound of a muffled scream along with the thumping of feet against the lid of the trunk.
“We’re coming – we’re coming!” Rachel called back to her as she opened the car door. “Don’t be in such a hurry! Don’t worry; we’re just about to get this party started!”
They climbed out, went around back and then opened the trunk. The store clerk screamed at them again in muffled indignation, her eyes wide with fright.
“Oh, we meant what we said back there at the store,” Toni chuckled as they worked at pulling her out of the trunk. “We’re planning a little necktie party for you, honey. We’ve already scoped the place out. We found just what we need right there on the second floor.”
“You’re just going to love it!” her redheaded friend added. “We even brought a few things along to make our time together something special!”
Rachel chuckled sinisterly, holding onto a flashlight as she grabbed the wriggling clerk by the shoulders. Toni used another flashlight as she clung to the frightened girl’s legs. The store clerk grunted as she tried to kick, struggling like crazy. But she was no match for a couple of large, determined biker chicks.
They hauled her over to a door they’d forced open earlier by breaking the lock. They slipped inside, shining their lights around as they hauled her over to the stairs and then up to the second floor. They finally entered a darkened interior room, laying her down upon the wooden floor where she continued screaming out in muffled cries.
She grunted in alarm as her kidnappers lit a couple of matches. Then they began going around the room lighting candles they’d already set up just for the occasion. She huffed and puffed in growing horror as the room began to light up.
It wasn’t long until she saw a five gallon bucket standing upside down in the middle of the room. Its presence made no sense to her at all… that is, until she looked up. That’s when she caught sight of the hangman’s noose ominously hanging down from a bare beam overhead. Her eyes went wide in horror as she began to scream again.
“Mood lighting,” Toni chuckled as she lit the last of the candles. “It gives the place a little atmosphere, don’t you think?”
She turned to smile at their writhing, wriggling captor, only to see her looking up at the dangling coil of rope in wide-eyed horror. “I think she finally gets it,” she observed with a chuckle. “That’s right, honey. That noose is made for you to go dancin’ in.”
“I hope she appreciates the work we went through to get this place ready for her,” Rachel remarked as she looked all around at the candles they’d lit. “Besides, we need to have the right ambience in here just so we can appreciate a good Asian hanging.” That’s when the poor girl let out another muffled cry of horror.
“C’mon, slut,” Toni said as she went over and helped the store clerk to her feet. “We got it all ready for you. The least you can do is show us your appreciation by trying it out.” The poor thing cried out again in terror, shaking her head as tears welled up in her eyes.
“Now don’t worry about it, honey,” Rachel told her as they helped her over to the white plastic bucket. “We’re pros; we’ve done this before. We would have hung you down by the pier like last time. But this is much better, don’t you think? This place is nice and cozy, and we shouldn’t be interrupted. This way we can take our time with you. Don’t you agree?”
The clerk cried out in horror, her screams remaining muffled as they helped her up onto the bucket. Then Rachel carefully looped the noose around her neck. The poor thing tried to scream… and then promptly wet herself, soaking her jeans.
“Now would you look at that,” Toni observed, shaking her head at the stain in the poor girl’s crotch. “That won’t do at all.”
She unbuttoned the stained jeans and then opened the zipper. The store clerk whimpered as Toni slowly pulled down the jeans. The girl shuffled around on her sneakers as Toni pulled them off one leg at a time.
“Well, those will never do either,” Rachel observed with a scowl. “She can’t be wearing shoes when she hangs, can she? We want to see her bare feet.” Toni agreed, bending down to work them off her feet as well.
The store clerk let out muffled whimpers as one shoe was pulled off and then the other along with her socks. In no time at all she was left standing on the bucket in her bare feet, t-shirt and red panties, trembling with fright.
“Shirt?” Toni asked her partner in crime.
“Let’s see what she looks like first,” Rachel said with a grin. “Hang on and enjoy yourself, slut, ‘cause this is only your first time up.” Then she and Toni grabbed onto the end of the rope and pulled.
The terrified store clerk was instantly lifted up off the bucket. Her bare feet instinctively fluttered for solid footing that was no longer there. Then her legs began kicking and flailing like crazy as she let out muffled grunts and gurgles. Her breasts bounced erotically underneath her t-shirt, confirming she wasn’t wearing a bra.
“Bring her down – bring her down!” Rachel gasped with delight. “We don’t want to hang her all at once, do we? We want this one to last awhile.”
They quickly let her back down, helping to get her feet back onto the white plastic, five-gallon bucket. The store clerk’s knees almost buckled as she whimpered through the panties gagging her mouth. She trembled from the breathless agony of the noose temporary constricting her neck.
Toni gave her a sympathetic look. “Tell you what, honey,” she said with a smile. “You don’t scream and I’ll take those nasty tasting panties out of your mouth. How’s that sound?” The poor girl whimpered as she nodded weakly… anything to be able to breathe clearly through her mouth.
Toni reached over and started to pull them out. No sooner had she removed them when the store clerk tried to scream bloody murder. But she couldn’t make a decent sound after she’d been partially strangled. Her cries came out all choked and raspy.
“Fuckin’ slut!” Rachel snarled as she leaned on the rope again. Toni reached over to help her.
The poor clerk was taken up off the bucket for a second time. She gawked as the noose took her weight once again. Her feet fluttered in vain for the bucket standing several inches below her.
Her eyes got big as she choked and gurgled. Then she started kicking again. Her legs went flying everywhere as she gagged and grunted.
End part 1
2013; 2021 (written Mar 12 ’13; ed. Oct 8 ‘21 by riwa)