{"id":13586,"date":"2017-06-12T07:07:57","date_gmt":"2017-06-12T13:07:57","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/riwaslibrary.com\/story\/?p=13586"},"modified":"2017-06-12T08:52:36","modified_gmt":"2017-06-12T14:52:36","slug":"photo-shoot","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/riwaslibrary.com\/story\/?p=13586","title":{"rendered":"Photo shoot"},"content":{"rendered":"

Note: I re-edited this older story with some minor modifications. I hope you like the changes.<\/strong><\/p>\n

My assistant serving as \u201cexecutioner\u201d loops the noose around her neck. Dorothy gives me an amused look as if to say, \u201cIs this what you wanted to see, you pervert?\u201d She is totally naked, her erect nipples betraying her arousal.<\/p>\n

Her wrists are tied in front near her crotch. \u00bd inch rope running between her labia to attach in back to the coil around her waist. She smiles lustfully at me as she fingers her dripping slit while Boyle, the cameraman I hired for this assignment, snaps photo after photo for me.<\/p>\n

\u201cIs this what you want to see?\u201d she says playfully as she fingers herself. \u201cOr do you want me to do this?\u201d and she jerks on the rope, digging it into her pussy. \u201cJudging from the bulge I see, it doesn\u2019t seem to matter what I do to myself.\u201d<\/p>\n

My cameraman pauses as he asks, \u201cYou want her standing up on the stool now, Mr. Wheeler?\u201d I nod my head.<\/p>\n

\u201cOhh; so you\u2019re going to hang me after all,\u201d Dorothy gasps with excitement.<\/p>\n

Boyle motions for my assistant to help Dorothy step up onto the small stool waiting at her feet. With her hands tied in front, he has to be careful getting her up. She steps up carefully, and he has to steady her before she loses her balance.<\/p>\n

I hear the sound of the camera as it whirrs, taking picture after picture. Thankfully Boyle is taking a ton of photos. I\u2019ll enjoy going through them later.<\/p>\n

She has this lustful excitement in her eyes. I\u2019m sure she\u2019s enjoying the effect this is having on me. Once more she reaches down to finger herself while I\u2019m watching before she pulls on the rope again to grind it into her cunt.<\/p>\n

She appears to be quite aroused by it all as she masturbates, fingering herself and then pulling on that rope between her labia. Is she doing it for me or is she doing it for herself? Perhaps it\u2019s a combination of both. Maybe she\u2019s simply determined to give me my money\u2019s worth. After all, I\u2019m paying her plenty for this photo shoot.<\/p>\n

\u201cAre you ready, Mr. Wheeler?\u201d Boyle asks as he pauses to look at me. \u201cWould you like the slack taken out of the noose right now?\u201d He holds his camera at the ready.<\/p>\n

I nod at our \u201cexecutioner\u201d who grabs the other end of the rope and gives it a pull, slowly taking the slack out. Dorothy gawks as she feels it tighten. For the first time I see a flicker of uncertainty in her expression.<\/p>\n

Her hands seem to freeze as she chokes a little. \u201cBeautiful,\u201d I murmur. \u201cJust beautiful. Are you going to keep on masturbating for me, love?\u201d<\/p>\n

She smiles nervously at me as she goes back to fingering herself while pulling on the rope through her crotch. But there\u2019s less certainty in her expression. Perhaps she wasn\u2019t expecting her breath to be restricted.<\/p>\n

I unzip my fly and pull my hard cock out. It\u2019s too uncomfortable to leave bulging in my pants. She might as well see what kind of effect she\u2019s having on me.<\/p>\n

I begin stroking as Boyle starts taking pictures again. Dorothy\u2019s eyes flash excitedly when she sees how turned on I am. Her hands return to their work as she masturbates while pulling on the rope running between her labia.<\/p>\n

I see an expression of utter bliss fill her features. Her fingers swirl pleasure over her nub. She pulls on the rope, causing it to dig into her wet pussy.<\/p>\n

Her knees bend as she deliberately puts a little weight upon the noose. She rasps and moans as the coil tightens around her throat. I stroke harder, noticing the intense arousal in her features. Boyle continues to snap pictures as though immune from the erotic sight before him.<\/p>\n

\u201cCan she handle any more?\u201d I ask our \u201cexecutioner\u201d. \u201cCan she pose standing upon her toes?\u201d Dorothy gives me a look of alarm.<\/p>\n

\u201cPerhaps it\u2019s a little too much for her. Better give her some slack.\u201d She falls for it, just as I suspected she might.<\/p>\n

\u201cI can do it, Mr. Wheeler!\u201d she rasps excitedly, nodding at the cameraman to keep taking photos. \u201cI can take it!\u201d<\/p>\n

Boyle looks at me and I nod my head. He turns and nods at our assistant who pulls gently yet firmly on the rope. Then he starts snapping as many pictures as he can.<\/p>\n

Dorothy gawks as she is lifted up until only her toes are in contact with the stool. Her eyes open wide as the rope constricts around her throat. But her hands become a blur as she furiously fingers herself while tugging on the rope through her crotch.<\/p>\n

My cock is hard and dripping with pre-cum as I continue to stroke. Boyle asks, \u201cWhat do you think, Mr. Wheeler? Isn\u2019t she great? You\u2019re really getting your money\u2019s worth with this one.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cOnly one thing more,\u201d I say to him calmly. \u201cWould you be so kind as to kick the stool away and take more pictures?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cCertainly, Mr. Wheeler.\u201d<\/p>\n

Dorothy\u2019s eyes flash in alarm as she starts to open her mouth in protest. Boyle steps forward and gives the stool a healthy kick. It flies out from underneath her feet, leaving her dangling as our \u201cexecutioner\u201d hangs on tight, keeping her airborne.<\/p>\n

Boyle steps back and starts snapping pictures just as fast as he can. Dorothy gives me a look of surprise as the noose takes her full weight. Her bare feet flutter in vain for the stool that is no longer there.<\/p>\n

Her hands jerk upward, the rope grinding between her labia. Then her legs begin to kick and scissor instinctively as I really start stroking myself. Beside me I hear the camera going nonstop.<\/p>\n

Dorothy gawks and gurgles as she dances on air, her body twisting and swaying. The look on her face is priceless as she pleads with her eyes for me to have her taken down. Her hands keep jerking upward until her cunt becomes all red, swollen and wet from the rope grinding through it.<\/p>\n

\u201cTake her down,\u201d I calmly tell my assistant. He eases on the end of the rope until Dorothy is standing none too steadily on her feet. She rasps for breath as a sheen of perspiration glistens all over her chest. Boyle dutifully captures the moment with his camera.<\/p>\n

\u201cDoing ok, love?\u201d I ask the poor dear with a smile as the assistant steps forward and loosens the noose from around her neck. She looks at me in shock, her eyes wide at what we\u2019ve just done to her. Then she weakly nods her head that she\u2019s ok. No doubt she\u2019s still thinking about the money she will make from this little photo shoot.<\/p>\n

\u201cGood,\u201d I tell her with a smile. Then I look at our \u201cexecutioner\u201d. \u201cPlease take her back up.\u201d<\/p>\n

He leans on the rope until her feet leave the floor. Once again she is airborne. Her eyes fly open in astonishment as her hands painfully jerk that rope up into her pussy.<\/p>\n

\u201cCan you take her higher?\u201d I ask my assistant. \u201cI\u2019d like some pictures looking up at her from the ground.\u201d<\/p>\n

My \u201cexecutioner\u201d puts his weight on the rope until Dorothy is taken higher. Her legs begin to scissor again as she sways and twists. Her eyes show the agony of strangulation by noose.<\/p>\n

The ceiling of the empty hall we\u2019re filming in is nice and high, allowing our model to be pulled six\u2026 seven\u2026 eight feet up. Her swollen pussy flares as Boyle snaps the pictures I want of her dripping cunt. Her labia are red and swollen, and her head tips to the right from the placement of the knot as she gawks and gurgles.<\/p>\n

\u201cDown,\u201d I calmly tell my assistant.<\/p>\n

He carefully lets her down until once more she\u2019s tottering on her feet. There\u2019s a look of wide-eyed horror on her face as she raggedly rasps for breath. He steps forward and loosens the noose so she can get more air.<\/p>\n

\u201cStill doing ok, love?\u201d I ask kindly. This time she shakes her head no.<\/p>\n

\u201cHad enough?\u201d<\/p>\n

She nods anxiously.<\/p>\n

\u201cSorry, love, but we\u2019re not finished,\u201d I tell her sympathetically. \u201cJust a few more pictures, ok? Besides, I\u2019m\u2026 well\u2026 you know.\u201d<\/p>\n

I stroke my cock as I look over at our \u201cexecutioner\u201d. \u201cTake her back up please.\u201d<\/p>\n

Dorothy gasps \u201cNOO\u201d as he leans into the rope. Her voice is cut off as she\u2019s pulled upward, kicking and rasping for breath. \u201cHigher,\u201d I explain, and he pulls her higher into the air.<\/p>\n

Her legs fly as she dances wildly. Boyle furiously snaps photo after photo. He reassures me by telling me these are going to turn out well.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou see, love?\u201d I tell Dorothy as she strangles in the noose. \u201cWe\u2019re getting good photos here. You should be proud.\u201d<\/p>\n

A sudden mist comes spraying downward as I stroke my cock again. \u201cIs that piss?\u201d I ask my cameraman.<\/p>\n

\u201cDon\u2019t think so, Mr. Wheeler,\u201d Boyle observes. \u201cThere\u2019s no smell and it\u2019s not yellow. I think she just had an orgasm.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cDelightful,\u201d I murmur as I look up at her dancing in the air for us.<\/p>\n

Her legs scissor and pedal, her cuffed hands jerking on the rope through her wet crotch. Is she trying to get herself off again? Or is she trying to pull them free so she can reach up for the rope around her neck? Either way, the erotic result is still the same.<\/p>\n

She gawks and gurgles as her legs fly all around until I order our \u201cexecutioner\u201d to bring her back down. Once more Dorothy\u2019s feet come in contact with the floor. But she sways drunkenly as she tries to regain her balance.<\/p>\n

My assistant goes over to steady her and loosen the noose around her throat. There\u2019s a look of growing terror in her eyes which I find absolutely intoxicating. She coughs and rasps for breath, unable to speak as she pleads with her eyes for me to stop all this.<\/p>\n

\u201cAgain, Mr. Wheeler?\u201d our \u201cexecutioner\u201d asks with a smile. Boyle nods yes; he wants more pictures. Dorothy shakes her head as she now wants to conclude our photo shoot.<\/p>\n

\u201cI think so,\u201d I tell him with a smile. \u201cDeep down I think the lass loves it.\u201d<\/p>\n

Her eyes fly open in horror. She shakes her head as though I\u2019ve got it all wrong. Then she\u2019s abruptly taken back up into the air with a loud \u201cGAWK!\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNot so high this time, my good man. Let her toes barely brush the floor.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cOk, Mr. Wheeler.\u201d<\/p>\n

He eases her back down until she sways all around, her feet fluttering. It must be maddening for her to barely feel the floor each time she swings back and forth. It\u2019s arousing as hell, and I stroke my cock as she dangles in sheer agony.<\/p>\n

Her legs kick and pedal before her knees jerk together. Her feet stretch down and point toward the floor, the tips of her toes barely brushing the wood surface. Her face turns a lovely shade of red as she rasps for breath.<\/p>\n

Her hands continue to jerk upward, making her pussy extremely red, swollen and wet. It was pure inspiration tying her wrists in front like that. Either she\u2019s desperate to loosen the constricting coil from around her neck or she\u2019s desperate to enjoy one more orgasm before she passes out.<\/p>\n

\u201cDown,\u201d I tell our \u201cexecutioner\u201d. He eases up on the rope until Dorothy\u2019s bare feet come in contact with the floor yet again. She sways drunkenly as she rasps madly for breath.<\/p>\n

\u201cBetter?\u201d I ask Dorothy with concern in my voice. She nods her head as she coughs and gasps, swaying unsteadily on her feet.<\/p>\n

Boyle looks and me and says Dorothy will probably feel better if we lift her back up and leave her hanging. \u201cAll this up and down business must be hard on her throat, Mr. Wheeler.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cGood thinking, Boyle,\u201d I reply. Then I smile at the panting woman, her chest heaving from her exertions.<\/p>\n

\u201cDon\u2019t worry, love. This time it will be permanent. You\u2019ll be able to cum to your heart\u2019s content as you hang to death. How does that sound?\u201d<\/p>\n

Her eyes get big as saucers and she shakes her head. Then I nod at our \u201cexecutioner\u201d. \u201cTake her back up into the air, my good man. Two feet off the ground should just about do it, if you please.\u201d<\/p>\n

Dorothy starts to let out a cry of alarm. Her voice is cut off as he leans on the rope. Dorothy is pulled up off her feet into the air for the very last time as he ties the rope off to a nearby cleat attached to the wall.<\/p>\n

Her legs scissor and kick as she starts to swing wildly, her body pirouetting like a ballet dancer. Her hands jerk that rope up into her crotch like crazy until it looks really red and starts to bleed a little. Boyle snaps away with his camera as my assistant stands next to me.<\/p>\n

\u201cMay I join you, Mr. Wheeler?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cCertainly.\u201d That\u2019s when he unzips his fly, takes out his meat and starts stroking as well.<\/p>\n

Dorothy grunts and gurgles as her face turns a nasty shade of red. Her neck appears to lengthen as her knees come together again, jerking upward as though she can somehow loosen the constricting coil from around her neck. However that action only serves to tighten it, strangling her more profoundly.<\/p>\n

There is the distinct sound of a loud fart, a sound that blends with her ragged rasps. Her knees jerk upward as her hands furiously jerk that rope into her crotch. Her back arches, her eyes rolling as her neck stretches even more. Her chest sticks out as her nipples swell, drool from her mouth splattering down upon them.<\/p>\n

There is the sound of another loud fart as her bowels release. A messy pile splats onto the floor below her swaying body. Then it is as though relieving herself has suddenly given her an extra burst of adrenaline as she kicks wildly again.<\/p>\n

Her body twists and sways as she grunts and gurgles. Her knees jerk together again as her chest spasms from lack of air. Then she abruptly goes limp, her legs twitching as rasping sounds emanate from her lungs.<\/p>\n

There is a sudden splatter of piss underneath her as her bladder gives way. Then her body shudders as her legs twitch and spasm. Her tongue peeks out of her mouth as a trickle of blood splatters upon her breasts. The hanged lass has bitten her tongue.<\/p>\n

Boyle furiously snaps pictures as the executioner and I stroke like crazy. As her body softly sways, twisting gently in place, we both step forward. Her legs are the recipient of our spurting cocks as cum streaks down and drips off her feet onto the floor.<\/p>\n

\u201cWho do we make the money order out to, love?\u201d Boyle asks the dangling wench\u2026 as though she could possibly hear him in her present condition. I lean closer as though listening for a reply that will not be forthcoming.<\/p>\n

\u201cShe says we should keep it,\u201d I tell him with a smile. \u201cShe says she\u2019s grateful to have danced for our viewing pleasure, and that she hopes the photos keep us happy for many years to come.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cExcellent,\u201d Boyle proclaims with a grin. \u201cShe always was a thoughtful lass.\u201d<\/p>\n

All three of us walk up to her and caress her naked, twitching body. Boyle squeezes her tits as I finger her dripping slit. My assistant appreciatively runs his hands up and down her legs before turning to me with a smile on his face.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou always find good ones for us, Mr. Wheeler. Her tits really bounced. This one put on an excellent performance.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cShe certainly did,\u201d I reply with a smile. Then I look at the hanged lass one last time.<\/p>\n

\u201cThanks for the effort, love. Sorry we can\u2019t stay longer, but we must be going.\u201d Then I give her a push. Her naked body sways back and forth as we gather up our gear and turn our backs on her, heading out of the empty hall with a camera full of pictures and minds filled with erotic memories\u2026<\/p>\n

\u00a9 2012; 2017 (written for Dorothy Jan 10 \u201912; ed. May 1 \u201817 by riwa)<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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