I thought hanging my girlfriend Donna would get it out of my system. I watched that video I took of her hanging over and over and over again. But the more I watched it, the more obsessed I became with repeating the experience. I needed another woman to hang.
My first idea was simply to get another girlfriend and gain her trust until I could find some way to hang her. But that sounded like it could become a rather lengthy process. I wanted to hang some sexy bitch, and I wanted to hang her right away.
My next thought was to randomly pick up some woman I didn’t know and take her out somewhere to hang. Maybe I could find another abandoned building to film her in. I even considered taking her out into the woods and finding some tree to string her up and watch her sexy dance of death.
The first order of business was where to find someone. So I started hitting the bars, making sure I was dressed provocatively. I wanted to catch some woman’s eye and take it from there.
Of course, I had to beat the guys off with a stick. I thanked them for their attention. But I told them I simply wasn’t interested in cock. And that was true, as I really wasn’t. I wanted some pussy to slowly strangle to death at the end of a nylon rope.
As it turns out, I found Nicole in a tavern in a town some twenty miles away. I was nursing a drink while sitting in a corner booth that gave me a good view of the door as well as the entire bar. She instantly caught my eye the minute she walked in.
She was in a skirt, hosiery and heels, and she had short, dark hair. But it was the tight-fitting turtleneck sweater that caught my eye. It nicely accentuated her chest, but it was the way it covered her long, slender neck that got my attention, a neck that looked absolutely perfect for stretching. I couldn’t help wondering why she was wearing that outfit on such a warm evening.
I caught her eye as she ordered a drink. She smiled bashfully at me and then lifted her glass up to me in a toast. I smiled with growing excitement, inviting her over with a subtle wriggle of a finger.
She shyly sauntered over, and my breath caught in my throat. I could tell right away she would be absolutely perfect. When she sat down opposite from me, I smiled slyly before seductively asking, “What’s a gorgeous woman like you doing all alone in a place like this?”
She smiled shyly, fidgeting with the top of her turtleneck with a finger. “I’m Nicole,” she offered somewhat timidly. “What’s your name?”
“My name’s Elizabeth,” I told her with my most charming smile. “But you can call me Beth.”
“Hi, Beth,” she said with a smile. “I suppose I could ask you the very same question.”
“What question is that?”
“Why a nice looking woman like you is all alone in a place like this.”
“Personal preference,” I told her, my eyes twinkling. “You might say, I’m just not that into guys.” That’s when she shyly smiled back at me.
“Really? I’m not that into guys myself.”
“Oh? Now what would a pretty young thing like you be into?”
“Oh, I like girls and…” She paused to finger her turtleneck before finishing with, “Well, let’s just say I like girls.”
“Now isn’t that interesting,” I said, giving her my biggest smile. “I like girls too.”
She giggled nervously. But I was suddenly all worked up. I simply couldn’t get this mental image of her dangling naked from a noose out of my head.
“Mind if I ask you a question, Nicole?”
“Go right ahead, Beth.”
“I just love your turtleneck sweater. But isn’t it a little bit… warm for this time of year?”
“Oh, I like it,” she said a little too quickly. “It suits me just fine.” But I couldn’t help noticing her fingers straying across her throat as though she was feeling if something was there. I knew right then she was hiding something.
“You have a nice, slender neck, Nicole,” I confessed with admiration, my mind imagining it lengthening by a coil of nylon rope. “Would you mind if I take a look?”
“Oh, you can’t!” she blurted out, a hand coming up as if to protect it from my gaze. “I mean… I sorta had a little accident the other day and, uh…” Then she lowered her head, appearing totally embarrassed.
“An accident?” I asked, my heart suddenly beating fast. “What kind of accident?” Instantly my mind wanted to know if it was an accident of the noose variety. But how unlikely was that??
“I, uh…” and she lowered her head again, appearing totally flustered. “I had an accident in my basement is all. But it’s healing just fine. I should be able to stop wearing turtlenecks in, oh… another week or two.”
“What kind of accident?” I repeated hopefully, my heart beating faster. “Can I have a look?”
“I’d rather not, Elizabeth… if you don’t mind.”
I noticed right away that she’d used my full first name. She really sounded like she didn’t want me to take a look at it… like she was embarrassed about it or something. But now this was something I really wanted to see!
“Please, Nicole? I asked, anxious to see what she was trying to hide. “I won’t judge you or anything. There’s nothing you can show me that will freak me out; I promise!”
She sighed as she reluctantly grabbed the top of her turtleneck. Then she slowly pulled it down. There was a significant bruise that ringed her slender neck, a bruise that obviously had been made with some sort of strap or rope…
I nearly orgasmed right then and there…
We talked about our mutual interest in auto-erotic asphyxiation for a while. Then she drove me back to her place. My only regret was that I didn’t have my camera gear with me. But I figured it was best not to look a gift horse in the mouth. Besides, with any luck I was going to get to enjoy hanging this sexy, unsuspecting bitch in her very own home.
She took me down to her basement and showed me what she’d set up for herself. There was a thick nylon rope dangling from a pulley system, one end formed into the shape of a noose. She had a small footstool handy, as well as a set of magician’s handcuffs, the kind where you can get out of them if you know how to find the little release switch. My mouth watered with anticipation.
“Are you ok, Beth?” she asked solicitously.
“Gawd; this is incredible!” I breathed, my body trembling like crazy.
I saw her start to strip out of her sweater, revealing a lacy black bra. When she pulled down her skirt, she was left in a pair of luscious nylons, a sexy black garter, and heels that really needed to be kicking up a storm at the end of a rope. Her cleanly shaved muff was dripping like crazy.
“I’ve always wanted someone to play with,” she breathed softly. “I was hoping that someday I would meet someone who would help me achieve my fantasy of safely being lifted up into the air.” Then she looked at me with soft, pleading eyes before asking, “Beth? Would you be so kind as to…?”
She was so excited that apparently she couldn’t finish her question. I just nodded at her, my mouth dry. My heart was pounding a mile a minute. This sexy bitch seemed to be walking right into it for me!
She took the noose and gently coiled it around her neck. It fit perfectly along the bruise line that was already there. Then she stepped up onto the stool.
I couldn’t help myself. I went up to her and started molesting her body with my hands, fondling her while kissing her all over. She moaned softly, her body trembling like crazy.
“Baby, I’ve just got to do this!” I told her. Then I knelt down and started to lick around her dripping slit.
She writhed and moaned, humping against my face while murmuring, “Yes… yes… lick me… right there… then I want you to hang me, baby… gawd; I’m so hot for it right now!”
“Can I put the cuffs on you?” I asked carefully.
“Not yet, Beth,” she panted heavily. “First, I want to cum by fingering myself as I hang.”
The thought of watching her masturbate while dancing up in the air was terribly exciting. So I let it go for the time being, and I didn’t say another word.
I went back to licking her out, my nose nuzzling into her crotch. She gasped and whimpered as she fingered her button. Then I suddenly took the rope and leaned into it, lifting her clear up off the stool.
Her eyes flew open as she gasped and gurgled. Her hands immediately jammed hard into her crotch. She started finger-fucking herself like crazy as her legs started to kick and flail. I was mesmerized by the incredibly erotic sight before me, and I nearly climaxed just watching her.
With a clipped cry, she arched her back as she rammed several fingers into her cunt. Her body shuddered from her climax. It looked like a mind blowing orgasm, if I do say so myself.
It was glorious, and sexy as hell. It also took everything I had just to let her back down.
Her legs buckled as her feet touched the stool. I let go of the rope and caught her body before she could topple over. Then I helped her into a nearby chair where she panted like crazy, her eyes all glazed over.
“Gawd!” she gasped. “I’ve been wanting that for a long, long time. I came so very, very hard.”
“Was it everything you imagined it would be?” I wanted to know, my heart still pounding with excitement. I just had to get her back up into the air, this time with her wrists properly cuffed behind her back so I could hang her the way she deserved to be hanged.
“It was fantastic!” she gushed. “Now I want to experience that helpless feeling with my hands cuffed behind my back. But I need to catch my breath first. Let’s go upstairs and have a little wine; shall we? I could use a drink right about now.”
“Fine with me,” I agreed.
I was thirsty too. And I figured I could wait a few more minutes. Besides, the buildup to hanging a woman is almost as exciting as the actually hanging itself.
We went upstairs where she poured me a drink. Then we sat and talked about her personal experiences. She told me how long she had looked around just to find someone to enjoy her fantasies with.
All of the sudden, I started to feel weak and disoriented. My speech started to slur. Nicole immediately stood up in alarm…
“Beth, are you all right?”
I tried to answer, but I couldn’t. A moment later I saw a wicked smile flicker across the corners of her mouth. The last words I heard from her were, “I’m so looking forward to hanging you, Beth.”
I tried to scream in horror, but my vocal chords wouldn’t function. I couldn’t believe she’d turned it around on me! Then everything went black all around me as I collapsed onto the floor…
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I don’t know how long I was out. When I came to, I found myself on the floor of Nicole’s basement. That’s when I discovered she’d been a busy little bitch. I was completely naked, not a stitch of clothing anywhere on me.
When I tried to rise, I discovered to my horror that my arms had been cuffed behind my back. And when my eyes finally adjusted, I found myself staring directly at that damned noose! Apparently Nicole had deliberately left it dangling near the floor right in front of my face so it would be the very first thing I saw when I awakened.
I gasped in horror before instinctively rolling around upon the floor in a vain attempt to get to my feet. That’s when I saw the two cameras she’s set up. She was going to film my hanging the way I’d filmed hanging my girlfriend Donna! Gawd; I was so fucking screwed!!
“My – my; aren’t we feisty,” I heard Nicole observe with a chuckle. She was still in her hose, garter, heels and bra.
She rolled me onto my stomach. Then she climbed upon my back. The bitch straddled me until I was facing that noose again.
“You’ll have to forgive me, Beth,” she chuckled sinisterly, “but you really walked blindly into this one on your own. Did you honestly expect me to allow you to cuff me and then hang me? I can’t believe you drank that wine without even so much as a second thought.”
“Let me go!” I demanded, trying to keep the panic from my voice. I figured if I could just keep my cool, then maybe I could get myself out of this.
“Oh, I don’t think so, Beth,” she said ominously. “I can’t believe how easy it was to hook you back at the bar. All it took to get you interested was for me to come in wearing that turtleneck, and to act a little shy around you. You were so gullible; you fell for it hook, line and sinker.”
“What makes you think I fell for it?” I responded coldly, trying to sound indifferent about my situation despite the wild beating of my heart. “How do you know I didn’t want to team up with you?”
“Team up with me?” she repeated curiously. “What makes you think I would want to team up with you?”
“Because of all the girls I can bring to you,” I told her, trying to sound nonchalant.
“Maybe so,” she replied casually as though she could care less. “Right now, I only have eyes for you. And these eyes want to see what you’ll look like with a noose around your neck.”
I gasped involuntarily as she lovingly looped the coil around my neck. Then she casually cinched it near my left ear. I tried to remain calm, but I couldn’t keep from whimpering with fright.
“Ever wear a noose before?” she asked with amusement. “C’mon, hun. Let’s get you up on your feet and see what you look like.”
She pulled on her end of the rope, causing the noose to constrict around my throat. I gasped, instinctively rising up onto my knees and then onto my feet. “That’s much better,” she told me, pulling me upright by pulling the slack out of the rope.
“Let’s talk about this, Nicole,” I gasped, feeling the panic start to rise up in my throat. “You really don’t have to do this; ok?”
“But I’ve been looking for a sexy bitch to hang for the past several weeks now! They just don’t come waltzing into the bar every day like you did, you know.”
“I know that,” I gasped, forcing myself to stay calm. “But you don’t know how much I can help you.” That’s when I decided to give up some of my secrets… anything to keep her from hanging me.
“I’ve hung someone before, Nicole; I can help you.”
She looked at me rather dubiously. “Is that so? How many bitches have you hung so far, Beth?”
“Several,” I lied. “I know where to track ‘em down without getting caught.”
I felt a surge of hope. Maybe I was getting through to her. Then she suspiciously asked, “But have you experienced the noose for yourself? That’s what I want to know.”
“Certainly,” I replied, fighting down panic as my heart pounded in my chest. “In fact, it was going to be your turn to suspend me in midair right after I finished suspending you.”
“Is that so?” she replied, not sounding the least bit convinced. “Well, there’s no better time like the present; don’t you think?”
She leaned into the rope she was holding onto. The floor suddenly dropped away below me. I had been lifted up into the air!
I gawked and gurgled, my legs suddenly flying every which way as I fought to find firm ground below me. I swung wildly, the noose constricting around my neck until she lowered me back down.
I coughed and sputtered, whimpering in growing terror as my feet found the floor. My legs felt like rubber as my breath wheezed out of my lungs. All semblance of calm was gone; I just wanted her to free me from the noose.
“Are you SURE this isn’t your first time?” she asked suspiciously. “You wouldn’t lie to me, would you, hun?” Then she pulled me right back up into the air.
I gasped and wheezed, my legs kicking every which way. It was horrible… terrifying! My neck hurt like hell; she was actually hanging me!
I was so relieved when she lowered me back down to the floor. I was trembling like a leaf, almost blubbering like a baby. I was scared beyond belief.
At that moment, I was terrified I was going to end up like my girlfriend Donna whom I’d gleefully hanged all those months ago. I think Nicole sensed it too… sensed my fear. To her, it must have been intoxicating.
“This is your first time; isn’t it, Beth,” she observed with a wicked grin. “You’re terrified; aren’t you! Yet some part of you seems to be turned on, judging by how wet your pussy is. Tell me the truth: how many girls have you actually hanged?”
She did not wait for an answer. She just lifted me right back up into the air. My legs exploded in panic, kicking all over the place as I swung wildly. I was no longer calm and collected; I was terrified out of my wits!
When she finally lowered me back down, I started blubbering like an idiot, anything to keep from going back up again. “Ok – ok; I’ve never been in the noose before! And I’ve only hanged one other female; my girlfriend Donna! I have video of her back home! If you let me go, I’ll go home and get it for you! Gawd; let me go! I don’t want to hang!”
“Actually, I like you better this way,” she told me ominously. “I like it when they’re aroused and terrified. It makes ‘em a lot more fun; don’t you think? Was Donna terrified like this when you hanged her?”
“Yes; gawd yes!” I admitted with a gasp. “She was terrified, and I enjoyed it; ok? Now get me out of this noose, Nicole! I’ll do anything you want; just get me out of this!”
“Oh no, baby,” she cooed at me. “I’ve got you right where I want you. Now back up you go.”
She leaned on the rope again. Once more, I was airborne. I gawked and gurgled, my feet flying every which way as I jerked in the noose.
I swayed back and forth, my pussy dripping copiously. My nipples were extremely erect. I was aroused, all right, but I was so terrified that I barely noticed.
She lowered me back down upon rubbery legs. It took a few moments for me to be able to stand upright. Then she went over and tied off her end of the rope, leaving me standing there with tension in the noose.
My chest heaved as I trembled like crazy. I whimpered with fright as I shuffled around on my feet. That’s when I considered all I’d put my girlfriend through.
In the back of my mind, a part of me wondered if Donna had felt this terrified before I’d hanged her. But now, I suddenly got to wondering something. What if she’d come back from the dead for her revenge, her spirit somehow invading the body of Nicole just to give me payback? The thought terrified me, as I really didn’t want to hang.
“Gawd; you’re so fucking sexy!” Nicole breathed as she came up to me.
She started molesting me all over with her hands. She fingered my nipples while rubbing my crotch. Then she kissed my lips until I moaned into her mouth.
“Naked bitches look so sexy when they’re about to be hanged; wouldn’t you agree?” What could I say? I didn’t want her to know that was exactly how I’d felt about hanging Donna.
She purred at me, fingering my dripping slit. “Did your girlfriend look this sexy right before you hanged her, Beth?”
I moaned softly, writhing against her hand as she fingered me. “Are you turned on, baby?” she breathed softly. “I think I want a taste.”
She knelt right in front of me. Then she began licking my dripping slit. She was doing to me exactly what I’d previously done to her.
I whimpered and mewled like a kitten, involuntarily humping against her face. She licked and slurped, making me all weak in the knees. But I was too terrified to orgasm, too focused upon the nylon coil around my neck that could cut off my air at any moment.
“Stubborn, eh?” she sighed as she pulled away. “Don’t you want to cum for me? Well, I think I’ve got just the thing… something that should fix you right up.”
She left me shuffling around on my bare feet as she walked over to some sort of drawer. I saw her pull out a remote control along with a round metal object. “This should pop you off,” she told me, waving it in front of my face. “I may want you terrified, honey, but I also want you to cum for me.”
She stuffed it into my pussy, pushing it deeper and deeper inside me. I tried pushing it back out, but I was unsuccessful. I think the bitch shoved it so far inside me that it was too deep to push back out.
“Let’s try it now, baby,” she told me with a lecherous grin. Then she activated the remote.
Almost immediately, I began writhing and gyrating like a stripper. I could not stop my body from responding to the vibrations inside my pussy. “Gawd; that’s so fucking sexy!” the bitch gasped excitedly before powering it back down.
Her nipples were hard, her cunt leaking like crazy. She was clearly turned on by her treatment of me. Then she coyly told me, “Now let’s see if we can entice that first orgasm out of you; shall we?” Then she activated the remote again.
It felt like she’d brought the buzzing egg inside me to full power. It set my body on fire until my legs buckled. That’s what put an added strain to the rope around my neck.
I squirmed and gyrated until I couldn’t stand it anymore. It went off inside me, one hell of an orgasm that left me weak and breathless. My legs nearly gave out, and I almost strangled myself.
“Gawd; that was so fucking hot!” she gasped, powering it back down.
She came up to me and kissed me all over. Nicole rubbed her hands all over my sweating body. When she reached down to finger my slit, it nearly set me off again.
“Now let’s try it in the air, shall we?” she suggested with a wicked grin.
I anxiously shook my head no. But it did me no good. She hit the remote, and I started writhing like crazy.
Nicole leaned on the rope. It was enough to lift me completely up off my feet. I gawked and gurgled, utterly terrified as my heart beat fast.
That damned egg kept buzzing inside me. I don’t know what it was – the fear, the breathlessness, the peril of my impending death, or the bitch watching me. But whatever it was, I suddenly popped off again.
My legs kicked as I humped the air. It was almost as though I was fucking some sort of invisible lover. Nicole appeared to be mesmerized.
“Gawd!” she gasped, furiously rubbing her dripping kitty. I swear that bitch had an orgasm of her own. I was sure she was going to leave me to hang to death right then and there!
She must have gotten tired or something because she gave up leaning on the rope. My feet came in contact with the floor once more. Then she powered down the egg buzzing inside me.
I gasped and gurgled, tears running down my cheeks as I struggled to get my breath back. Now I fully understood what I’d put poor Donna through. I severely wanted to apologize to her. But she was dead. What’s more, I was sure I was going to be joining her shortly.
“Perfect!” Nicole gasped with delight. “Just a couple more things and we’ll be ready!” Then she walked back over to that drawer.
“Nicole, NO!” I gasped. “I’ll do anything you want!” Please don’t hang me!”
“But you’ve gotten me all hot and bothered now!” she explained. “It’s too late to back out! I want this so fucking bad that I can almost taste it!”
When she returned, I gasped when I saw what was in her hand. It was a big black butt-plug. Was she really going to shove that up my ass??
“Don’t want any messy accidents now; do we?” she observed with a clinical air.
I shook my head; I had never been this cruel to Donna!! But all Nicole cared about was her precious basement floor! I felt her force it against my anus before starting to shove it right in!
I clenched and struggled; gawd, how I fought to keep it out of me! But she was relentless, and it slowly slid right in. Then it seated itself.
I let out a garbled cry, feeling as though I suddenly had to take a massive dump. “Almost ready for you, Beth,” she told me, the excitement obvious in her voice. “Just a couple more things left to do. Then we’ll be ready for the grand finale. First, we’ve got to get you up on that stool!”
She walked over and picked it up, bringing it over and then setting it down right in front of me. “Now step up, baby,” she instructed. “C’mon, Beth; don’t be shy.”
I refused. It was my last act of insubordination. She just leaned on the rope until she was strangling me.
Instinctively I stepped up, trying to ease the strain upon my neck. “Now the other,” she added.
With a little more tension on the rope, I climbed right up. By then I was willing to do anything to relieve the pain around my throat. Then she came over and adjusted the noose.
Nicole actually loosened it a little so I could breathe better. “Don’t want you expiring too soon on me,” she explained. Then she tightened it back up.
The bitch took out all the slack until it was nice and snug around my neck. “One last thing!” she told me excitedly. “This is just for you, so I hope you appreciate it!” Then she turned and left the room.
For a moment there, I started to panic, afraid I might fall off the stool and hang myself before she returned. But she came right back. Nicole was pushing a full length mirror on a set of rollers.
She placed it right in front of me. I could actually see my image reflected back to me. Gawd; it was horrific!
Reflected in the mirror was an image of a naked woman all noosed up. I could see how erect her nipples had become. And I could see her slit was dripping a little.
That egg inside her was bulging a little. And I could barely make out the end of the butt plug sticking out of her ass. What made it all the more horrifying was that I recognized who she was… it was ME!
“Are we ready, Beth?” Nicole asked solicitously. “Don’t worry; I know you’re getting tired. I’ve had my fun, but I can be merciful. So this time, I won’t be bringing you back down. Is that ok?”
I gasped and whimpered while shaking my head. “Nicole, NO!” I blubbered. “I’ll do anything you want! Let’s work together and h-hang other women, ok? Please; don’t DO this to me!”
“Just got to get these things focused,” she muttered, adjusting her cameras without paying the least bit of attention to my pleadings.
She stepped up and knelt in front of the stool. She fastened some sort of chord to one of the legs. “All set,” she proclaimed.
She started rubbing my trembling body all over one last time. She caressed my breasts, fingering my crotch as she licked my nipples. I was terrified out of my mind, on the verge of a massive climax.
“Gawd, Beth; you’re going to hang so divinely!” she gasped appreciatively. “I really appreciate how terrified you are. It’s going to make such a great video. And since we all know you can cum now as you hang, this remote will make that egg in your pussy give you orgasm after juicy orgasm until you fade away for me. Now don’t be afraid to piss yourself. That will be my cue that you’re almost done. So I’m looking forward to seeing it; ok?”
She kissed me one last time on the lips before stepping away. She stood in front of me, a little off to one side of the mirror so I could still see myself. Then she reached down, picked up the chord attached to my stool, and started to give it a tug.
I started to hyperventilate, shaking my head as my bare feet started to shuffle. I felt like I was about to lose my balance. I figured I was probably going to stumble and hang myself anyway. But she wanted to capture it all on the cameras, capture on film how she slowly pulled the stool away.
I felt it start to slide out from under my feet. That’s when I really started to panic! I whimpered as I tried to hang on. But she was slowly pulling it out from underneath me.
I saw a sudden glint in her eye. Then she cruelly gave it a hard jerk. It shot out from underneath me with a clatter.
I dropped a few inches until I was no more than half a foot off the floor. The sudden jerk made me cry out, a cry that was abruptly cut off. Then my eyes flew open as my feet started to flutter.
I could see myself in the mirror as I started to panic, my chest heaving in terror. Then my legs exploded. That’s when I started kicking like crazy, desperate to find solid footing.
Nicole gasped, her eyes wide in rapture. She appeared to be breathless as she watched me. Then she pointed that remote right at me.
I jerked as the egg began to vibrate inside me with a vengeance. My body swung wildly as I instinctively humped the air. I thrust my tits out as my feet flailed every which way. Then my head tipped back as my back arched in orgasm.
As it slammed into me, my mouth opened and closed in a frantic effort to breathe. I saw Nicole jam several fingers into her cunt. She was howling like a banshee while screaming “OHMYGAWD, BABY; IT’S SO FUCKING HOT!! I’M CUMMING TOO!!”
The bitch furiously masturbated through her first orgasm as I went right into my second. The noose got even tighter, and I gurgled as another one slammed into me. I bucked and shuddered, my legs still flailing as my hands flexed helplessly behind my back.
“FUCK; YOU JUST SQUIRTED, BABY!” Nicole cried out. The bitch winced as she climaxed again.
My lungs were on fire; gawd, I could barely breathe! But that buzzing egg inside me refused to grant me any relief. As I kicked up a storm, I felt my back arch again as a third one tore its way through my body.
I jerked upward with my knees, only to constrict the noose even tighter around my neck. It hurt like hell; gawd, how it hurt! That’s when I became painfully aware how I’d put Donna through the very same thing.
In my agony, I mentally tried to tell her how sorry I was. My legs stretched toward the floor, my feet fluttering. Then I let out a loud “GAWK” as I started kicking once more.
I heard Nicole cry out “OH FUCK!” as she climaxed all over again. Then I got a glimpse of myself in the mirror. That poor bitch whose image was reflected back to me looked so fucking hot hanging like that, her face a deep red from asphyxia.
It was enough to make me gurgle again. I saw her back arch as she orgasmed so painfully hard. A sexy mist sprayed out of her cunt.
I saw her knees jerk up once… and then once again. That’s when the noose totally closed off my airway. I gawked as I shuddered again, my eyes rolling as I climaxed so very hard.
When it passed, I didn’t have the strength to fight anymore. I gently swung back and forth, noticing how long that neck was becoming for that girl in the mirror. She dangled limp, her face a deep shade of asphyxiation as her lips turned blue. Her nipples were so erect that they looked like they were going to pop off at any moment.
As I gently twisted and swung in place, I caught sight of Nicole. She was lying on the floor, furiously masturbating while howling for all she was worth. I tried to scream at her to get me down.
When I couldn’t get any air past my vocal chords, I tried to kick her. But she was out of reach. Besides, my muscles were too weak to function.
I heard a roaring in my ears. That’s when I saw it rushing toward me… the blackness of oblivion. It was coming to swallow me whole, and it terrified me.
Somehow, I called up a surge of adrenaline, a burst of energy I never knew I had. My legs began kicking again as my mouth opened and closed. Those actions set me to swaying back and forth again.
The darkness drew closer, and I fought like hell. Then my muscles gave out for the very last time. I quietly swung back and forth, twisting slowly as a numbness climbed up my arms and legs, scaring me even more.
The blackness was almost upon me. I stared at the mirror, begging the woman I saw there to help me down. But she had problems of her own, her face a wicked shade of purple as she hung limp and lifeless.
I saw her bladder give way as she peed herself. Urine trickled down her legs to splatter upon the floor. I felt sorry for her, knowing how humiliated she must have been for her bladder to release like that.
From somewhere faraway I heard some faint voice in the room… “OH FUCK; THERE SHE GOES! SHE’S PISSING HERSELF! YOU GO, GIRL!!” Then I heard a death rattle emanate from somewhere deep inside me. That’s when the darkness of oblivion surged forward, fully encompassing me.
I could no longer see Nicole. Nor could I see that woman hanging in the mirror.
I was still noosed up, darkness all around me, when I suddenly saw a light up ahead. It grew brighter until I actually saw Donna standing there naked right in front of me, her hand gripped tightly to some lever. “Got to hell, bitch!” she snarled. Then she pulled the lever with an angry jerk.
I felt excruciating pain in my neck as I felt myself drop. Then I heard someone screaming in abject horror. It was my own voice; they were my own screams… echoing in my ears as I plummeted into a sea of eternal darkness…
2012; 2022 (written Jul 8 ’12; ed. Apr 21 ‘22 by riwa)