(What was I thinking? I must have been drinking to<\/p>\n
Come up with something like this.<\/p>\n
So I gave it a shot. You will like it or not.<\/p>\n
Sometimes my stuff”s so hit and miss.)<\/p>\n
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Dear Dorothy Brown was from well out of town,<\/p>\n
An English lass here in the states.<\/p>\n
Her car just broke down, which had caused her to frown.<\/p>\n
Now she was due to be late.<\/p>\n
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Out of the city, it was such a pity none<\/p>\n
Came by to give her a lift.<\/p>\n
A mile down the road she observed an abode<\/p>\n
It looked like she\u2019d gotten a gift.<\/p>\n
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About half past four she did knock on the door and<\/p>\n
A kind gentleman let her in.<\/p>\n
He gave her a seat which was pretty damned neat<\/p>\n
Before plying the lass with his gin.<\/p>\n
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He gave her a tour; it was over an hour<\/p>\n
When he showed her a rug on the floor.<\/p>\n
\u201cIt\u2019s just a rug,\u201d she observed with a shrug,<\/p>\n
When he moved it to show the trap door.<\/p>\n
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\u201cNow would you care to see just what\u2019s down there?\u201d<\/p>\n
He asked as she started to frown.<\/p>\n
\u201cI think you\u2019ll agree it\u2019s a strange sight to see<\/p>\n
Which I\u2019ll show if you wish, Mrs. Brown.\u201d<\/p>\n
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Down steps of stone she felt so all alone,<\/p>\n
Was this someone she knew she could trust?<\/p>\n
He\u2019d let her right in and had offered her gin.<\/p>\n
For now he seemed so generous.<\/p>\n
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The basement was grotty, no signs of a potty<\/p>\n
Inside that dark, dank storage room.<\/p>\n
Above was a beam, a quite large one. It seemed<\/p>\n
The whole place stood out more like a tomb.<\/p>\n
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She spoke of the rafter. \u201cJust what are you after<\/p>\n
To have such a room much too shoddy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThe rafter I need to accomplish the deed<\/p>\n
Of uplifting a dangling body.\u201d<\/p>\n
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With a dubious eye the lass said, \u201cYou must lie,<\/p>\n
For that beam is not sturdy enough.\u201d<\/p>\n
He told her it was and he said it because<\/p>\n
He had studied and knew all this stuff.<\/p>\n
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She gave him a smirk and said it wouldn\u2019t work.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy I doubt it has ever seen use!<\/p>\n
This room is a mess! I can hardly guess you\u2019ve<\/p>\n
Hanged someone down here with a noose!\u201d<\/p>\n
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\u201cYou think not, my sweet lass? You have only to ask.\u201d<\/p>\n
And he brought out a rickety stool.<\/p>\n
She gave out a grin, a result of the gin, as she said,<\/p>\n
\u201cOh I must be a fool.\u201d<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
She took a step up as she turned her head up<\/p>\n
And stood shakily under the joist.<\/p>\n
\u201cI hate to be rude but I should be quite nude.\u201d<\/p>\n
She was already feeling quite moist.<\/p>\n
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\u201cI agree, Mrs. Brown. So your arms should come down<\/p>\n
As we get you right out of that dress.\u201d<\/p>\n
So he slipped it right off and then said with a cough,<\/p>\n
\u201cI would say you are one of my best.\u201d<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
She stood there aquiver with gin in her liver<\/p>\n
While he went and fetched her a rope.<\/p>\n
He built her a coil while she watched the man toil,<\/p>\n
Feeling anxious, excitement and hope.<\/p>\n
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\u201cDo you want it?\u201d he asked. And thus nodded the lass<\/p>\n
As she took it right out of his hand.<\/p>\n
It went round her neck. The poor gal was a wreck<\/p>\n
While maintaining her pose on that stand.<\/p>\n
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Then over the beam she done tossed the damn thing<\/p>\n
Til it dangled to be all secured.<\/p>\n
He found a wall clamp in that room dark and damp.<\/p>\n
Twas so easy for her to be lured.<\/p>\n
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\u201cTo do this thing rightly, I should be bound tightly.\u201d<\/p>\n
She said with a smile on her face.<\/p>\n
A zip tie worked quick and it did just the trick.<\/p>\n
She was ready to hang in this place.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
\u201cWow, what a feeling; I\u2019m gasping and reeling.\u201d<\/p>\n
Her pussy was dripping away.<\/p>\n
\u201cThis is so great; I am feeling quite faint.<\/p>\n
Too bad we can\u2019t go all the way.\u201d<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
\u201cBut we can, my dear girl. Take that noose for a whirl.\u201d<\/p>\n
And his kick sent the stool all a-flying.<\/p>\n
She let out a glurk as she dropped with a jerk.<\/p>\n
Now she was hanging and dying.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Her legs went a flyin\u2019 as he began sighin\u2019<\/p>\n
She was such an arousing sight.<\/p>\n
Her boobs bounced divinely, her pussy so finely engorged.<\/p>\n
He knew he\u2019d chosen right.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
15 minutes long her legs kicked nice and strong as<\/p>\n
Her face went a deep shade of red.<\/p>\n
When her bladder released he was much more than pleased to<\/p>\n
Observe she was thoroughly dead.<\/p>\n
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He stepped up to her form; she was still a bit warm as<\/p>\n
He groped her and fondled her breasts.<\/p>\n
He fingered her pussy, all dripping and gushy.<\/p>\n
She\u2019d proved to be one of his best.<\/p>\n
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He left her to dangle all thoroughly strangled as<\/p>\n
He went upstairs for the night.<\/p>\n
He had wonderful dreams of such perverted things before<\/p>\n
Waking to dawn\u2019s early light.<\/p>\n
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Back down to the room with its cold, lethal gloom hung<\/p>\n
Miss Brown\u2019s naked body to see.<\/p>\n
She looked so fair that he had not a care as he stroked<\/p>\n
And then splattered her knee.<\/p>\n
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He hauled her away on this much busy day with<\/p>\n
Her body in back of his van.<\/p>\n
He\u2019d done this before, it was not a hard chore as he<\/p>\n
Followed his usual plan.<\/p>\n
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Down to the plant that was owned by an aunt, with<\/p>\n
Fine chemicals coming in handy.<\/p>\n
Into acid she went, he was fully well spent, now he needed<\/p>\n
A full glass of brandy.<\/p>\n
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As her body dissolved, he then further resolved to keep<\/p>\n
Hanging hot chicks day by day.<\/p>\n
With the lid clamped down tight, she just vanished from sight<\/p>\n
Until all traces melted away.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
\u00a9 2016 (Inspired by a Dorothy idea and written for her Sep 29 \u201916 by Riwa)<\/p>\n
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Dorothy’s car breaks down. She finds a house and is given shelter and gin. Then she’s shown the basement with its beam used for hanging individuals. She’s not convinced it is strong enough to hold her weight, so her host proves it to her by noosing her up. Continue reading