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
1- First impressions
I never thought I’d get him to Santamos Island. Of all the people I thought about hanging me, Ricky was the one I wanted to do it the most. After all, he’d aroused me so many times before with all of his many stories and ideas.
He resisted at first. He said he was rather fond of me and that he didn’t want to hang me. But I talked him into it. I even paid for the flight to get us there.
It didn’t really hit me until we were on the plane. That’s when I began to get more and more aroused. I kept asking myself whether or not I really wanted to go through with it. But we’d already come this far. Besides, I really wanted Ricky to hang me.
During our flight he kept glancing over at me. He must have noticed how fidgety and aroused I’d become because he kept asking, “Are you ok?” I didn’t want to tell him what I was going through. So I just gulped and nodded despite my growing excitement.
Things really got serious the moment we heard the stewardess tell us to buckle up as we came in for a landing. That’s when the thought hit me like a ton of bricks: I would never be going back to the life I’d left behind. I would never leave this island alive.
I gasped and shuddered the moment the wheels of the plane touched down. It was terribly erotic knowing I would be dead within the next 24 hours. I simply could not keep myself from climaxing no matter how hard I tried to hold it back.
Ricky must have noticed, although he didn’t say a word. But he closely looked at me as we came down off the stairs that had been wheeled out to our plane. He saw my expression and asked, “Are you sure you’re doing ok?”
No, I was not ok. But I just gave him a weak smile. Then I whispered to him, “I need to change my knickers is all, love. You have no idea how excited I am right now.”
He must have finally gotten some idea just how exciting all of this was for me. “I should have known,” he replied. Then he shook his head as he gave me a wry smile. At least he wasn’t trying to talk me out of it anymore.
We took a taxi to the hotel and got our room. I promptly went into the bathroom and changed my knickers. Then I walked over to the window and opened it up to get some fresh air.
The smell of the breeze coming in off the sea was refreshing. Then I made the mistake of looking all around. I had no idea the view would be so terribly arousing.
Just down the beach stood the scaffold I would be hanging from. For the moment I could see it was empty. But it wasn’t going to be come tomorrow morning. That’s when I would be dropping through the trap until I hit the end of my rope, instantly breaking my neck.
The thought hit me hard. It also made me extremely wet down below. But I didn’t want to change into a second set of knickers so soon.
From our window I could see the deck where someone had conveniently placed a block and scimitar, both of which were waiting to be put to good use. For the moment the blade looked clean. Apparently no one had used it yet. The sight did nothing to settle my growing arousal.
Farther down the beach I noticed some posts sticking up out of the water. Then I did a double-take, blinking in shock. It looked like someone was attached to one of them, facing out into the incoming tide.
I motioned for Ricky to come over as I told him, “Have you seen the view out this window yet, love?” That’s when he came over to check it out.
He glanced out and took it all in without saying a word. It must have sobered him up mighty quick. But for me, the view had me trembling like crazy.
“Bloody hell!” I panted as I looked at the gallows and then over at the posts in the water. “Can we go down and take a tour of everything, love?”
“Sure thing, Dottie,” he told me with a smile.
We left our room casually dressed in shorts, shirts and sandals due to the warmth of the afternoon sun. We made our way downstairs before going outside. I don’t know why, but the first thing I led us over to was the scimitar and block.
“Bloody hell!” I gasped as we walked up to it, my knickers quite damp again. “Do they really do beheadings right here, love?”
Ricky looked closely at the block and scimitar. I was trembling so badly that I snuggled up to him, partly in an effort not to lose my balance. Then I breathlessly panted, “What do you think, love? Want to try it out on me right here and now?” Bloody hell; was I tempted!
“I thought you wanted to hang,” he responded somewhat sarcastically. I could tell I still hadn’t quite gotten him into the spirit of things just yet. But I was planning on doing my best to make him more enthusiastic.
“Oh I do – I do!” I replied enthusiastically. “But standing here looking at this bloody thing? Bloody hell!”
2-Witnessing a hanging
About that time, we heard a couple emerge out of the hotel and head straight for the gallows. A balding, middle-aged male was escorting a female toward the structure. She appeared to have her hands cuffed behind her back.
Ricky turned to look, and we paused to watch them together. She looked to be in her early forties. I couldn’t help wondering what had brought them to this moment.
I nudged Ricky as I excitedly pointed them out to him. “Is he really going to hang her?” I whispered excitedly. “If so, then I want to go have a closer look. Besides, that’s going to be ME tomorrow morning!”
“Ok,” he replied quietly. “Let’s go have a look. Besides, I probably need to pick up a pointer or two.” At least he was showing some interest in that woman’s impending hanging.
We casually made our way over to the gallows. By then, the couple had reached the structure and was slowly ascending the stairs. A quick glance around indicated a few other people had seen them emerge from the hotel heading for the structure and were now starting to curiously come over and gather round.
Ricky and I got close and then paused to watch as the couple reached the top of the steps. I had no idea if they were man or wife or just who they were. They had simply come out of the hotel and had headed right over.
I watched him march her over onto the trap. That’s when he looked down and caught sight of all of us gathering below. “We have an audience,” he told the woman matter-of-factly. “Might as well let ‘em watch you hang, eh?”
She had originally been facing the sea. Then he turned her around so she was facing us and the hotel. She let out a gasp when she saw they had a growing audience.
I got a good look at her as we watched him noose her up. She was wearing a dark blue, button-up blouse, a short, dark blue skirt, fishnet stockings and black heels. She was certainly dressed for the occasion.
I was breathless as hell. Worse, my knickers were totally soaked… again. How many clean ones would I end up going through before it would be my turn up there??
When he had finished noosing her up, we all heard her loudly stammer, “D-Dan?? Aren’t you g-gonna give me a h-hood?”
“Not on your life,” he replied with a look of grim determination. “You don’t deserve one. Let ‘em watch your face when a whore like you hits the end of your rope.”
“And speaking of whores,” he added as he suddenly unbuttoned her blouse.
When he pulled it open, I saw she was not wearing a bra. Her breasts were about like mine, C’s at least. “Dan, no!” she panted as she anxiously shook her head.
He just ignored her as he reached down and pulled her skirt and panties down her legs. Her hairy bush was left visible and glistening. I don’t know about anyone else, but I could tell right away she was wet and aroused.
“D-Dan??” she stammered again as he walked over to the lever.
“Your whole life you’ve lived like a whore,” he told her. “So you might as well die like one.” Then he pulled the lever just like that… no fanfare or dramatic pause… NOTHING!
The trap loudly folded open. She screamed as she plummeted through. Then she hit the end of her rope.
There was a loud CRICK as she bounced. The impact caused her skirt and panties to slide down off her fishnet-stockinged legs until they hit the ground beneath her dangling feet. I don’t know how her heels managed to stay on.
I climaxed the moment she bounced as her neck broke…
Her body began to gently swing back and forth. Then her executioner bowed grandly before us. “Bloody hell!” I murmured as we all gave him polite applause. Even Ricky clapped for the show.
As for me? I just winced while clamping my thighs together in order to keep from cumming again. It took everything I had not to beg Ricky to hang me right then and there.
“Is that what you wanted to see?” he quietly whispered into my ear. But he didn’t give any indication as to whether or not he had enjoyed it or had found it repugnant. I still hadn’t quite figured him out.
“Bloody hell!” I gasped, painfully aware my second pair of knickers were now thoroughly soaked. “That was incredible!”
“You still want to hang tomorrow morning?” he asked, giving me a questioning gaze.
“Oh bloody hell; yes! Now more than ever!” He just shook his head in disbelief as he slowly escorted me away.
11/29/25; ed. 2/28/26
3-Tidal stakes
I quickly noticed he was taking us away from the tidal stakes. I managed to steer him around the scaffold and back over in that direction. When they came into view I whispered into his ear, “I just want to see ‘em is all.” He just shook his head before quietly walking us over.
As we drew closer I saw two naked ladies tightly secured to adjacent poles. By now the water was lapping up at their breasts. They were facing out to sea as the tide was coming in.
They were at just enough of an angle to see us coming down the beach toward them. “Hey!” the closest one called out, urging us closer with a motion of her head. “Can you two come out here and assist us?”
We were far enough down the beach from the hotel so that no other guests appeared to have heard them. It was just Ricky and I. “C’mon, love,” I told him as I excitedly urged him toward them with a pull on his arm.
We walked down to the water’s edge, standing somewhat behind them. “What do you want, love?” I called out to them.
“Melinda and I are horny!” the closest one to me called back.
“We’d really appreciate a little help!” the one named Melinda added with a nod of her head.
They looked so similar that I thought they were twins. But the closest one had shorter blonde hair that stopped above her neck. I could not help becoming aroused knowing they must have been out there to drown as the tide came in.
Waves washed up into their naked bodies. Glancing up the poles made me notice the waterline. It was at least a foot above their heads.
“What kind of help?” I asked. Then I turned toward Ricky and wryly remarked, “Isn’t drowning a little bit more in your department?”
“You want us to come out there to you?” Ricky called out, noting they were a few yards out and would require getting wet.
“If you would please,” the closer one replied. The other simply nodded.
“Let’s go help them, love,” I quietly told Ricky as I started to undress, my excitement and arousal getting the better of me. “After all, I would want them to come out to help me if I asked them to.”
“You never need any help,” he responded as he started to undress with me. I just smiled seductively.
It was a good idea for me to get naked. For one thing, I needed to wash my crotch as I was wet as hell! No doubt I smelled like that whore who had just been hanged earlier.
We both finished stripping. Then we left our clothes higher up the sand before wading down into the water. But Ricky seemed hesitant. I think he was still reluctant about hanging me tomorrow.
“What do you want us to do?” I asked, taking the initiative as we waded right up to them.
“Kiss us and make us cum,” the short haired one panted.
“We haven’t got much time left,” the other added. “Please do this for us?”
Now it was my turn to hesitate. After all, I was not the least bit bisexual. And I hadn’t planned on changing that anytime soon.
Ricky gave me a questioning look. “It’s ok with me,” I told him with a dismissive wave. “Go right ahead, love. I know you love drownings.”
I had no reason to be jealous. They were both going to drown soon. And I was aroused beyond belief knowing we were going to get to watch while “helping them”, so to speak.
“Like this?” Ricky asked as he moved up close to the one named Melinda. Then he kissed her rather passionately as he fingered her. She nodded as she writhed while moaning into his mouth.
I hesitantly moved up against the short-haired one and gently kissed her lips. At the same time, I found her slit and slid my fingers inside the way I would have wanted it done to me. She writhed and moaned as she clenched around my wriggling digits.
“Gawd; I just came!” I heard the other one say when her and Ricky came up for air. “My name’s Melinda. Please do me again!”
He gave me a questioning look. When I nodded, he went right back to it as I hesitantly pulled my lips away from the short-haired one. “Thank you!” she panted. “I’m Melissa. We weren’t thinking when we first came out here or we would have brought toys with us.”
Next to me Melinda began writhing and groaning as Ricky kissed and fondled her. I became a little jealous at all the attention he was giving her. But I asked myself what did it matter? She was going to drown soon.
By now, the water was up to their shoulders as well as mine. Despite my discomfort, I felt an incredible arousal. If it were me, I knew I’d want to cum a time or two before I drowned.
Ricky suddenly inhaled before disappearing below the surface. I stopped kissing Melissa so I could turn to look. It looked like he was below the surface licking and bubbling into her crotch.
Melinda let off little mewling sounds as she writhed and whimpered. Then she started humping Ricky’s face. A moment later she cried out in orgasm as a burst of bubbles came up from Ricky’s submerged face in her crotch.
Melissa gave me this look as though she was pleading with her eyes for me to do something similar. So I filled my lungs with air before I submerged. Then I found her crotch and hesitantly started licking and bubbling.
She was cleanly shaved, so it was fairly easy. Her nub was really protruding. So I took it into my mouth the way numerous males had pleasured me over the years.
She writhed as she clenched around my probing tongue. I felt a sudden surge of arousal at the way I was pleasuring her while I was bubbling. She finally popped off before I had to surface to catch my breath.
“Gawd; that was good!” she panted heavily as I gasped for breath while pressing my naked body up against hers. Then I kissed her again. She moaned into my mouth as I ground my knee into her crotch.
After a few moments, Ricky and I swapped partners as the water reached their chins. Then we submerged to lick and finger-fuck them. They both climaxed again, giving me some pride that I could get another woman off during her last moments.
The tide soon started hitting their faces, briefly submerging them. So Ricky and I swapped back to our original partners. “Fuck me!” Melinda begged him. “Ohmygawd, I… please, just fuck me!”
“You’ve chosen well,” I told her. “He writes about this kind of stuff all the time!”
“Will you stay with us until the end?” Melissa asked me.
“Until the end,” I repeated with a nod. Then I kissed her as I lifted my knee into her crotch.
A wave came in, forcing me to hold my breath while both our mouths were submerged. When it receded, she coughed a little before I kissed her again as I kept my knee up into her crotch. I was finally starting to figure out the way the waves would press me up against her as they came in and then went back out.
I looked over and saw Ricky actually fucking Melinda. By now, it looked like he was really into it. It made me wonder if I would now have an easier time of it tomorrow morning at the gallows with him.
A wave came in and almost washed over all of our heads. Then it receded, only to come back in again. It was not going to be much longer.
I saw Melinda and Ricky get one more breath. Then they kissed as he fucked her. I filled my lungs before the next wave submerged Melissa and I.
I didn’t know exactly what I should do. So I kept kissing her while fingering her. But I wasn’t sure how long I could hold my breath.
The wave went out, but it did not recede below our noses. Another one came in, and then another. Our heads were totally submerged when she finally inhaled through our kiss.
I really pushed my knee into her crotch as she spasmed and convulsed. It was unbelievably erotic being down there with her as she started to drown. But I finally had to surface to get a breath.
Out of empathy for her, I inhaled deeply before going right back down. By then, Melissa was in full-blown drowning mode. She hitched and convulsed like crazy as I pressed up against her naked body.
It was incredible to experience, witnessing her gulp, shudder and drown. I’m ashamed to admit I had another orgasm watching her go lifeless against that post with our breasts mashed together. At that moment I was nearly overcome with a tremendous desire to have Ricky drown me out here with ‘em.
Ricky and I finally ended up surfacing at about the same time. “Yours?” I gasped as I looked over at him. He just nodded quietly.
“Then I guess we can go in now; eh, love? It looks like they’ve both drowned.” He nodded again.
We swam back to shore where we laid out upon the beach in the afternoon sun to dry. “Did you get her to cum?” I finally asked him. He nodded without speaking.
I really wanted to know. So I boldly asked him, “Did you cum inside her while she was drowning?” He gave me an embarrassed look before shamefully nodding again.
“Bloody hell, love!” I panted. “I’m glad you enjoyed yourself.” Then I thought about it for a second before adding, “Maybe you’d rather drown me out here in the surf.”
“I thought you wanted to hang.”
“Oh, but I do!” I replied. Then a wave came in and climbed partway up my legs, causing inspiration to strike.
“Fuck me!” I begged. “Do it while the tide’s still coming in!” Then I laid flat upon my back and spread my arms and legs as though I was all staked out.
He looked around, but we didn’t see anyone else in the immediate vicinity. Melissa and Melinda were fully submerged; they certainly weren’t going to tell anyone about it. So he came right over and climbed on top of me. Then he slipped inside me and started fucking me.
We stayed like that as the tide continued coming in. It soon started washing over us. Then he kissed me hard as he really fucked me.
A wave came in and totally covered me. I let out a bubbly grunt into his mouth as he kept thrusting into me. But I deliberately kept my arms and legs splayed open, pretending I was helplessly staked out.
The water receded, allowing me to breathe. Another wave came in, but it also receded just enough. But the third wave covered over me and stayed that way.
I bubbled like crazy as I bucked and shuddered beneath him. That’s when I felt Ricky cum inside me. It triggered me into cumming hard like the London tart I am.
For a moment I was sure he was going to drown me. And I don’t think I would have minded all that much. But Ricky finally lifted his head up, pulling mine up with him and allowing me to cough like crazy.
“Bloody hell!” I gasped. “I really needed that! Maybe you ought to drown me instead!” He just smiled as he helped me sit upright in the surf where we made out like crazy.
We finally got dressed and headed back to our room. We got cleaned up before changing into some nicer clothes. Then we went down to the hotel restaurant for supper.
12/12/25; ed. 2/28/26