Jessica was crazy as fuck. But she was wild in bed. And she was open to just about anything.
I suspected she was cheating on me. All the signs were there. It made me mad, but she just gaslit me, saying I was seeing things that weren’t there.
One weekend, we went up into the mountains. We did a lot of hiking and fucking. That’s mostly what Jessica wanted to do. Strangely, she was particularly horny for some reason.
She got bored after a while. I soon found her texting again. She was always texting someone.
I finally took the phone away from her. She cursed me and demanded I give it back. I just scrolled through her messages, confirming what I’d suspected long ago.
I told her she was a cheater. She told me I’d just invaded her privacy. So we went back and forth, accomplishing nothing.
She finally told me Brad would be coming up in his four-wheel drive. That’s when I found out it was his place we’d been staying in. She’d been planning on sending me back alone so she could stay behind and fuck Brad later.
We had the biggest fight we’d ever had. Then I told her I was breaking up with her. She told me I couldn’t break up with her because she was breaking up with me.
We went round and round. It was getting us nowhere. I finally decided I was going to pack up and leave her there. Brad could fuck her and take her down off the mountain for all I cared.
She gave me this wild-eyed look. Then she smiled evilly. “Tell you what I’ll do. I’ll ‘hang you’ for it.”
I was astonished. “’Hang me’ for it? What the hell does that even mean?”
“I’ll get a deck of cards. We’ll draw for the joker. Whoever draws the joker has to hang.”
“Now I know you’re crazy!”
“You don’t know Brad. He’s already hanged me twice. Win or lose; it makes no difference to me.”
I could hardly believe it. “You’re crazy!”
“Am I?” she laughed. Then she took me into another room.
It had a fake fireplace, but it was nice and warm. It was sparsely furnished. There was a strange decoration that hung from the center of the room.
Jessica went to a closet and pulled out a stool and a noose. I was astonished. “Where the hell did you get those?”
“From the closet, you jackass!” Then she pointed at the decoration as she told me, “Brad likes to play these fun games with the noose.”
“Well next time he can go ahead and hang you for all I care.”
“So you don’t wanna play?”
“Of course I don’t wanna play!”
“What’s the matter, Jack? You chicken?”
“Of course I’m not chicken!”
“Yeah, you’re chicken all right. I’ve already been noosed a couple times, and you won’t even risk it. You’re chicken all right.”
“Fuck you!”
“Brad’s coming up, you know. He’ll put me in the noose. Hell, he’s more of a man than you’ll ever be.”
“You bitch! If you want to ride the noose so damn much, why don’t you!”
“I will!” she declared as she went and got a deck of cards. Then she came back and held them out in front of me as she added, “Just as soon as I draw the joker. That way, Brad can find me dangling in here.”
“You’re crazy!”
“And you’re chicken! Chick-chick-chick-chicken! Bwawk-bwawk-bwawk-bwawk!”
“Fuck you!”
“Brad will, once he gets here. Then he’s gonna give me an exciting ride, one you wouldn’t dare try because you’re chicken!”
“I am NOT chicken!”
She just moved me out of the way. Then she put the card deck down before she stood up the stool. A moment later, Jessica climbed on, reached up and hooked the end of the rope to the top of the decoration, leaving the noose dangling in front of her face.
She grinned at me as she took it and looped it around her throat. “See? I’m not chicken!” Then she took it off from around her neck before climbing down.
“I’m not chicken either. I’m just not that crazy!”
“Oh yeah? Crazy enough not to want to watch me swing? Tell you what. I’ll even do it naked!” Then she started to strip.
“You’re fucking crazy; do you know that?”
She just laughed as she stripped out of her clothes, leaving her in only her high heels. Then she did a pirouette in front of me before telling me, “Are you saying you wouldn’t want to watch me hang like this?”
She shuffled the cards. Then she held them out to me. “Do you want to draw first? Or shall I?”
“You’re insane!”
“And you’re afraid of the noose. Or maybe you’re afraid of how you’ll feel watching me dance naked in my heels.”
I stared at her in amazement. “You’re really serious; aren’t you!”
“You’re damn right I’m serious! You want to break up? Fine! Let’s see who hangs for it. Brad can clean up the mess when he gets here. I’ll even draw first.” Then she pulled the top card and turned it over. It was the seven of diamonds.
“Well?” she asked as she tucked it under the bottom of the deck. “Are you gonna get naked and draw? Or are you gonna pack up and go home and miss this golden opportunity to watch me hang?”
I glowered at her. Jessica was crazy. But I was sorely tempted. The thought of watching her hang for cheating on me was incredibly appealing. Besides, seeing her nude like that was turning me on.
I don’t know what it was that made me start to undress. “Oh, fuck!” she blurted out. “You’re really gonna take me up on it?”
“No. I’m just calling your bluff.”
“I’m not bluffing, Jack; honest, I’m not.”
“We’ll just see about that.”
I finished undressing until I was naked. Jessica’s eyes were wide at my growing erection. “Fuck!” she gasped. “Does this turn you on as much as it turns me on?”
“You’re not really gonna hang yourself if you lose, are you?”
“The hell I’m not! Brad says that one day he might just hang me for real!”
“Now I know you’re crazy!”
“Am I?” Then she offered me the deck.
In anger, I took the top card and showed it to her. Two of spades. “Now who’s the crazy one?” she wanted to know as she took it from me and tucked it at the bottom of the deck.
“Are you gonna draw?” I challenged.
She immediately took the top card and turned it over. Ten of diamonds. Then she tucked it away before asking, “Now what about you?”
I turned the next card over. King of clubs. Jessica just laughed as she took it away from me.
She was insane. But I was just as crazy to get this involved with her. Maybe that’s what drew me to her in the first place.
We went through ten cards. Her nipples got hard. So did my cock. What the hell was I thinking?
She paused for a long moment. Then she panted, “I could really hang tonight, Jack. Fuck; I’m so horny right now!” Then she turned over the next card. Three of hearts.
“What about you?” she asked as she drooled over my erection. “Looking forward to hanging for me?” I just frowned before turning over the queen of clubs.
We turned over six more for a total of sixteen cards. We were nearly a third of the way through the deck. Jessica was breathing heavily.
“You still gonna go through with it if you turn over the joker?” I asked.
She inhaled sharply. Then she breathed, “Fuck yeah! How about you?”
“What about Brad?”
“He’s probably gonna get here late and miss the good part. At least he’ll get here in time to see one of us dangling from the noose.”
“Won’t he care if he loses you?”
“I told you he’s probably gonna hang me some day. Besides, I’m all turned on right now. I wanna go through with it, win or lose. And I’ll bet you’re gonna enjoy watching me hang. I KNOW I’m gonna enjoy watching you hang!” Then she drew the king of diamonds.
“You’re right,” I told her. “I’m gonna enjoy watching you hang.”
“If I draw the joker, I’m gonna enjoy hanging just for you, Jack. Brad’s gonna miss out.”
“He damn sure is,” I angrily told her as I turned the next card over. Then we both gasped.
There it was. The joker. That’s when my heart leapt into my throat as my cock twitched.
“Fuck!” she breathed incredulously. “I was… and here I was starting to think it was gonna be me!”
I looked over at our pile of discarded clothes. She immediately frowned. “Are you gonna back out on me, Jack? I knew you would! You asshole!”
I walked over to the stool. Then I looked up at the noose. That’s when I saw Jessica slide a cushioned chair up close so she could enjoy the view. The bitch.
She smirked as she told me, “I knew it! I KNEW you weren’t gonna do it.”
“Who says I’m not?” I asked brazenly.
“You haven’t climbed up onto the stool yet.”
I looked all around. Then I held out my hands. “What about these? You got any cuffs or something?”
“Is that all? Coward! There’s a rope lying around here somewhere… unless you’re gonna get dressed and chicken out on me.”
“I didn’t say I was gonna do that, did I?”
“Yeah, but I can tell you’re thinkin’ about it. I KNOW you!” Then she went over and retrieved a small length of rope.
I stood there naked while looking up at the noose as my heart beat fast. I wasn’t really gonna do this, was I?
Jessica was crazy. But I had this sneaking suspicion she really would have hanged for me had our fortunes been reversed. Could I really back out now?
She brought the rope over. Then she motioned upward. “C’mon, Jack. Up on the stool now. Or are you gonna back out on me like the asshole you really are.”
I glared at her. Then I looked up at the noose. That’s when I carefully climbed up onto the stool.
I took the coil it in my hand. It made my cock jump. Then I carefully looped it around my throat.
“You really gonna do it, Jack?” When I didn’t answer, she just started tying my wrists together behind my back.
Maybe I should have stopped her. I don’t know why I didn’t. The whole damn thing was insane.
“Fuck!” she gasped as she secured my wrists together. “Fuck-fuck-fuck! I’m so damn horny right now! I hope Brad gets here soon!”
She finished securing my wrists together. Then she walked around in front of me and panted, “Gawd; you look hot standing there with that noose around your throat!”
She caressed my chest with her hand before reaching out. Jessica jerked my cock while cupping my balls, causing me to twitch in her grasp. She even took me into her mouth.
I twitched between her lips. Then she cruelly stopped. Instead, she went over and sat down in the chair.
The bitch promptly started masturbating as I stood there. “Gawd; Jack! I really wanna suck you! But I’d rather sit here and watch you cum all over the floor while you’re hanging!”
I was panting and trembling as I told her, “You’re really enjoying this, aren’t you.”
“Gawd, Jack; aren’t you? Look how hard you are! You want this every bit as much as I do! I can’t wait to watch you swing! C’mon, baby; dance for me!”
I hesitated. But it occurred to me she wasn’t about to untie my hands so I could get the noose off from around my throat. That’s when I thought I heard a car door slam.
“Fuck; he’s here!” Jessica gasped. “Now we’ll both get to watch you swing! Maybe he’ll fuck me while we watch you hang to death! Hell, maybe he’ll even suck your cock! He told me he’s a little bit bi, you know! Who knows how many guys he’s hanged and sucked in here!”
I didn’t know whether of not she was telling the truth. And I wasn’t sure if I wanted Brad to watch me hang. I certainly didn’t want them fucking while I was alive and kicking. So I stepped off.
The fall caught me by surprise. Being jerked to a stop by the noose shocked me even more. That’s when my cock rigidly stood upright, the stiffest it had ever been. I suppose that’s because I was strangling to death.
My feet were less than six inches off the ground. My toes wriggled as I tried to reach it. But I just couldn’t get there.
Jessica went crazy. Then she started masturbating. She fairly swooned as my cock twitched and jumped from the noose constricting tightly around my throat.
She really gasped for breath. Then I couldn’t keep my body still any longer. I began kicking and swinging as I fought to get air down my constricted windpipe.
Jessica loved it. “You look great, Jack!” But I didn’t feel so great.
She sort of paused from what she was doing to clutch at her chest as she panted, “Fuck yeah-fuck yeah-fuck yeah!” That’s when I began to twist and shimmy as I struggled for the smallest sliver of air. My cock was so hard that it hurt.
Jessica furiously masturbated as I kicked, humped and shimmied. “Fuck-fuck-fuck; that’s so fuckin’ HOT, Jack!” Then my cock went off, shooting a huge load into the air and onto the floor before some of it started trickling down the length of my shaft and off my balls. She went off a few seconds later with an orgasm of her own.
About that time, Brad opened the door. He let out a “Holy SHIT; not again?!” Then he came rushing up to me.
“Suck his cock; Brad, suck his cock!” But he wasn’t trying to suck my cock. Instead, he was trying to lift me up.
“Aww, don’t do that, Brad! He wants to hang! Suck his cock!”
“Damn you, Jessica! Help me get him down!”
“But he wants to hang!”
“Get over here and help me, you bitch!”
“Aww, you’re no fun!”
Things got kinda hazy after that. I caught snippets of words and phrases as Brad tried to get me down while Jessica tried to discourage him. I was sure I wasn’t gonna make it.
I’m not entirely certain how I went from hanging naked to sitting in Jessica’s chair while still in my birthday suit, coughing up a storm while rubbing my throat. But I do remember Brad forcibly getting Jessica up onto that stool while she was still naked.
She kept protesting, telling him I’d volunteered. When Brad didn’t believe her, she told him we’d been playing “draw the joker”. She kept trying to convince him to put me back in the noose and finish me off as he used the rope she’d used on my wrists to tie her wrists together behind her back.
“You mean like Greg?” he told her as he stood right in front of her.
“I told you he volunteered, Brad!
“Sure he did. I had quite a mess to clean up that day.” Then he came over to me and asked, “You ok, Jack?”
I nodded as I told him, “I think so.” Then I gave him a funny look as I asked, “She’s done this before?”
“I got up here too late to save Greg.”
Jessica indignantly blurted out, “You should have sucked his cock too!”
“She’s crazy,” I told him as I shook my head.
“I know she’s crazy, Jack.”
“You guys just gonna leave me standing up here?”
By now, I was getting embarrassed sitting there naked in front of him. At least Jessica was just as naked, standing on that stool except for her heels. “I’ll go get my clothes and get out of here,” I told him. “I’ll leave you here to deal with that crazy bitch. I should have known she wasn’t gonna hang if she drew the joker.”
He put a hand up to stop me before I could stand up. “Just a minute, Jack.” Then he found the deck of cards lying on the floor.
He picked up the joker. Then he tossed it at Jessica. “Well, look at what you just drew. Isn’t this your lucky day!”
Her eyes flew open in shock. “Brad; you wouldn’t!” Then he walked up and very dramatically kicked the stool out from underneath her.
She dropped to the end of the rope. Then her legs started pedaling as she rasped for breath. A moment later, she was kicking and wriggling and shimmying like crazy.
I couldn’t believe what I was seeing! Yet there she was: kicking and humping as she fought that noose. A moment later she began shimmying so wildly that it looked like she was fucking the air right in front of her.
Brad stood off to one side, appreciatively watching her. I was glad his back was mostly to me, because my cock got hard as a rock as I saw her suffer in the noose. When she squirted her orgasm, I shamefully shot a small load out of my dick.
Brad suddenly called out, “Help me get her down, Jack.” So I instinctively jumped up to lend him my assistance. After all, he’d saved my life.
We got her down before she received any lasting damage. But I could tell by the look in her eyes that she wanted to fuck. And it wasn’t me she wanted.
I excused myself before going over to retrieve my clothes. I got dressed in what must have been record time for me. Then I gave them both a dismissive wave as I told him, “She’s all yours, Brad.”
I got into my car, wondering if I had imagined the whole damn thing. But my neck was sore, and I had a distinct mark around it that would be hard to cover up for a while. I told myself I was damn lucky, and that I had to be careful who I chose to date next time.
3/31/25 Inspired by the two renders I found on the internet.