Tonia’s dream

I keep having the same dream…

Sandra and her boyfriend take me out to an abandoned adobe building out in the middle of nowhere. They’re both dressed in executioner’s clothes. Sandra is in vinyl, while her man is in black leather.

I’m blindfolded, so I cannot see the surprise they have in store for me. They take me inside somewhere. I know because my heels make a distinct noise upon the floor.

When we reach our destination, my top is gently removed until I feel a slight breeze upon my bare chest. That’s when Sandra gently loops something around my throat. Instinctively, I know it’s a noose of some sort. It gives me erotic chills something fierce.

Still blindfolded, I’m helped to step up onto something. I highly suspect it’s a stool of some sort. I feel a surge of alarm that is both frightening and arousing.

My wrists are secured in front of me with something solid. Then I feel vinyl-covered hands all over my bare skin. I’m certain it’s Sandra.

She touches my breasts as something tightens around my ankles. I become unsteady in my vinyl boots with high heels. Sandra steadies me as she whispers, “There-there, now. Can’t have you coming off the stool too soon; can we?”

Lips find my nipples as I feel myself being secured at my knees. I wobble unsteadily, causing her to grab me again. “Not yet – not yet,” she pants in a breathless voice.

I experience more arousal than fear. I trust Sandra implicitly. But something in the back of my head tells me this should not be one of those times.

Something cinches my knees together. Then I feel a tugging at something around my ankles. A familiar male voice calmly announces I’m ready.

Sandra really goes to town caressing my upper body. My nipples harden under the assault of her lips as my lady parts moisten under my vinyl skirt. I can’t believe how aroused I’ve become.

“Lookin’ good, Tonia,” she murmurs into my ear. “You’re gonna love this. I know I’m sure going to. Ok, Hank. Let’s get her swinging so we can get out of here.”

Is she serious? Surely she’s carrying out an elaborate role-play for her pleasure and mine. But what if she isn’t?

I feel a real jolt of fear, even as my excitement ratchets up another notch. A moment later, what I’m standing on is no longer there. I drop, immediately experiencing my weight in the feel of the noose around my neck.

The pain is incredible; I’ve never been fully suspended before. My wrists instinctively come upward to claw at the rope around my throat. But the solid piece of metal between them prevents me from using them together.

I can only claw with one hand as I try to kick. But all I can manage is a tightly-bound wriggle. I think of a worm on the end of a fishhook as I hear the sound of my vinyl boots rubbing tightly against each other.

I can’t see a thing! And I can’t loosen the noose from around my throat! What are they doing to me??

My vinyl skirt is so tight and confining. I can’t see a thing through my blindfold. Sandra; what are you doing to me??

I feel it start to blossom down between my legs. I also feel myself starting to slip away. They can’t be serious; can they?

My hands fight with each other to see whish can grab the rope and loosen it. But the manacle holds them firmly apart. Then I weaken to the point where I can’t lift my arms upward anymore.

A familiar male voice announces, “She’s almost gone.” It fills me with erotic panic. But there’s very little I can do about it.

I hear the sound of my vinyl boots rubbing against each other. But the sound is lessening. I wriggle a little, but my strength is gone to the point where I can do little else.

My head tips to one side as I try to lift my wrists. But they’re too heavy. I wriggle a little, but the vinyl hardly squeaks anymore. Drool spills off my lips onto my breast.

I feel hands upon my chest again, lips sucking my nipples. A hand reaches down and rubs my crotch, going right over my swollen nub. “Give it up for me, Tonia,” a seductive voice encourages.

I quiver as it finally goes off within me, a warm flush of pleasure. “That’s my girl,” that familiar female voice purrs. “Just let it go now. Stay here and enjoy the sensations while Hank and I make our way back to town.”

There’s one last suck of both nipples. Then I hear footsteps walking away as consciousness dims around the edges, contracting with alarming speed. I scream in my mind as another cum gently ripples through me. Then I’m aware of nothing at all…

9-3-24 For Tonia28de using her manip for inspiration.

No mercy for Tonia

Sandra smirked as she led Tonia through the castle. “You have manipulated your last picture, my beloved.”

“I think you are enjoying this way too much,” Tonia told her.

“Am I?” Then Sandra activated the remote in her hand. Tonia tensed as the vibrating egg worked its magic inside her.

“They all know you love a good hanging. They all know you find it erotic to manipulate pictures for them. Now you will experience your greatest fantasy.”

“A fantasy which you also share,” Tonia observed dryly.

“You are right, my beloved. For I’m going to greatly enjoy watching you suffer in the noose.”

“Do not be deceived, Sandra. One day, you will be taking this very same walk, no doubt with an egg shoved up your lady parts.”

They entered the brick room. There were just enough lights to illuminate the dangling coil. Video cameras were strategically placed around the room to capture the moment.

“You see?” Sandra laughed. “I knew they would want to watch you hang in your finest. So I’ve set up video from several angles. Oh, yours is going to be a very popular hanging video.”

Tonia tried to maintain her dignity as her former friend and lover led her over to the noose. She observed the hydraulic system and smiled bitterly. Sandra had thought of everything.

“No neck-break for you, my beloved,” Sandra purred as she noosed her up. “That would be much too merciful. Instead, we all want to watch you suffer in the noose. And we all want to watch you orgasm.”

Tonia wanted to be horrified – outraged – indignant. But Sandra was right. She was too turned on to feign any real anger. Besides, she was trying to fight down the erotic sensations that threatened to overwhelm her.

Sandra finished noosing her lover. Then she secured her legs at the ankles and knees. “The less you kick, the longer you will last. And the longer you last, the greater the performance you will give to all those who will soon be watching your erotic demise.”

Tonia found herself panting heavily for breath. She had fantasized about this moment many times before. Now that it was here, she couldn’t control her swirling emotions.

How should she feel about Sandra’s betrayal? Anger and rage would be appropriate responses. But instead, she felt a perverse thrill it would be her lover hanging her while watching her squirm in the noose, no doubt enjoying her suffering.

Hands roamed up and down her quivering body. The PVC she wore was quite confining. But she knew she looked exquisite in it.

“You look sexy as hell,” Sandra breathed into her ear. “Smile for the cameras.” Then she stepped away.

Tonia stood calmly, a flicker of defiance in her features. “No, my beloved,” Sandra told her out of sight of the cameras. “You need to look as though you’re enjoying yourself.” Then she activated the remote, turning the vibrating egg in Tonia’s lady parts to maximum.

Tonia closed her eyes, attempting to blot it all out while retaining her dignity. But it was impossible. She could feel the egg working inside her, and there was nothing she could do to fully resist it.

“Much better,” Sandra purred. “Now let’s give the cameras something truly erotic to record.”

Tonia heard a hum from some mechanism she assumed to be the hoist. The noose began to tighten around her throat. The slack was slowly taken out of the coil wrapped around her throat.

The effect of the noose around her throat and the egg vibrating inside had her on the precipice. “You’re really going to hang me?” she asked in a trembling voice.

“I am,” Sandra gasped breathlessly. “Are you going to cum for me as you hang? You sure look like you are.”

Tonia gasped as the noose slowly tightened. Now she was up on the balls of her feet. The coil was continuing to pull her upward.

“Cum for me,” Sandra hissed with sadistic enthusiasm. Tonia was lifted up onto the very tips of her toes. That’s when it shuddered through her, a shameful orgasm so intense that it astonished even her.

“Excellent!” Sandra gasped with delight. “That was intoxicating! For that, you’ve earned your wings. Now give us an erotic dance of death; ok, Tonia? Just for me?” And with that, her toes left the floor.

Tonia wriggled as her feet stretched downward. But there was no more solid footing to behold. That’s when she began writhing in the noose.

It was every bit as horrible as she had imagined it would be. But it was also every bit as thrilling. The vibrating egg overwhelmed her until she wriggled and shuddered from another orgasm.

“Yes!” Sandra declared deliriously as she rubbed her crotch through her PVC. “Yes; ohgawd; yes! I knew you’d love it! I always suspected as much!”

Tonia swung back and forth as her secured arms jerked upward behind her back. She could feel every inch of her PVC outfit making love to her skin. The buzzing egg and constricting noose only added to the erotic sensations.

She climaxed again, welcoming the pleasure to diminish the pain. Her lover was on the floor, crying out enthusiastically while furiously rubbing her crotch. “Yes – yes – yes; ohgawd; yes! I should have hanged you ages ago! It feels so good I don’t want it to stop!” Then she let out an orgasmic cry.

The eroticism of seeing her lover get off to her suffering did little to dampen her own arousal. Tonia wriggled like a worm as she swung back and forth, bending her knees as she winced from the pain and pleasure of it all. The noose was closing off her throat… and she couldn’t stop cumming.

She saw one camera and imagined it was some sadistic male furiously jerking off. She humped in his direction, wishing she could fuck him while eager to get him off. Then that damnable egg and the noose combined to shake her from head to toe with an incredibly intense orgasm.

How long had she been hanging? It felt like forever. She could not feel her legs anymore. Then she began to hump the air again as the egg forced another painful orgasm out of her wildly tingling body.

Her struggles lessened until she dangled quietly. Her lungs screamed at her, but there was nothing she could do to satisfy the need. The egg and the noose – that’s what dominated her thoughts.

She was dimly aware of Sandra’s presence. Her lover reached out and rubbed her crotch as she purred, “You look gorgeous in that outfit dangling from that noose, baby. Got a last one for me before you die?”

Tonia couldn’t see anymore. But she could hear her lover’s labored breathing. And she could feel something rubbing her crotch.

She humped one last time, although it did not register in her oxygen-starved brain. She also did not feel the kiss that was planted upon her cheek. Then the pain was finally gone after what felt like an agonizingly long hanging.

2023 written for Tonia28de and Sandra Oct 31 ’23 by riwa. Inspired by her manip.