{"id":16191,"date":"2021-02-22T08:33:23","date_gmt":"2021-02-22T15:33:23","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/riwaslibrary.com\/story\/?p=16191"},"modified":"2021-02-22T08:33:23","modified_gmt":"2021-02-22T15:33:23","slug":"hanging-suzan","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/riwaslibrary.com\/story\/?p=16191","title":{"rendered":"Hanging Suzan"},"content":{"rendered":"

Allow me to upload one more story to get caught up. I’m feeling better.<\/em><\/p>\n

It took me a few weeks to cultivate a friendship with Suzan Rose. Soon we were having coffee twice a week. From there it was only a matter of feeling her out enough to make her curious.<\/p>\n

I let slip I had a bit of a hanging fetish just to gauge her reaction. Instead of frightening her off, she acted curious. I told her bits and pieces, just enough to gain her interest.<\/p>\n

One day during coffee at my home I showed her pictures of models I found who had posed with a noose around their neck. She seemed to become even more interested. So I went and showed her a noose I had on the premises.<\/p>\n

Again I half expected her to change the subject. Instead she playfully put it around her neck. Then she asked me how she looked. \u201cIncredible,\u201d I panted as I became moist down below.<\/p>\n

I put the noose away and dropped the subject. Turns out she was the one who brought it back up at our next coffee. She admitted she\u2019d kind of enjoyed feeling the noose around her neck. Then she asked if there was some place where she could pose like one of those models.<\/p>\n

I fetched the noose and tied it off to the second floor banister of my 2 story home. Suzan stood at the bottom of the stairs where she put it on and modeled it for me. When I asked if I could take a few pictures she said yes.<\/p>\n

Afterward taking the pictures I put the noose away and changed the subject. I didn\u2019t want to be too aggressive with what I was thinking. But at the end of our coffee she told me she\u2019d had a good time and wouldn\u2019t mind modeling my noose again. That\u2019s when I knew I had her hooked.<\/p>\n

During our next coffee at my home she asked if she could model the noose again. She told me she was wearing lingerie and wanted to see how the pictures would turn out. So I set up the noose in the stairwell again.<\/p>\n

When she stripped down to her lingerie I stripped down to mine. Then I took several pictures. She even put her arms behind her back as though I\u2019d tied her up.<\/p>\n

Afterwards I asked her how she\u2019d felt with the noose around her neck. \u201cIncredible!\u201d she gasped. \u201cYou have no idea what it does to me.\u201d<\/p>\n

I told her how I\u2019d felt seeing her in the noose while I\u2019d taken the pictures. I thought that might sour her a bit on the experience. To the contrary she told me she thought I looked like I was enjoying myself and that it had been quite a turn-on seeing my expression.<\/p>\n

I ended our noose discussion on that note. I wanted to keep her coming back for more. And I didn\u2019t want her to suspect what I was up to.<\/p>\n

The next week she came over wearing a sexy outfit. She admitted she was thinking of the noose again. That\u2019s when I made my move.<\/p>\n

I led her into the sun room where we discussed taking more noose pictures. Then she looked outside and saw my backyard. I had a metal frame all set up out there.<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat\u2019s that for?\u201d she asked.<\/p>\n

\u201cOh, I was thinking of hiring a few models to try out the noose out there.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m first!\u201d she gasped excitedly.<\/p>\n

\u201cOh really?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cPlease? Just this once?\u201d<\/p>\n

I got up and went to go fetch the noose. When I returned I saw she\u2019s stripped down to her nylons. She smiled as she asked, \u201cYou don\u2019t mind, do you?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNot as long as I can strip down to mine,\u201d I replied with a smile.<\/p>\n

\u201cOh absolutely!\u201d<\/p>\n

I got undressed. Then I took a little footstool and we went out back. The privacy fence was high enough that no one could see us.<\/p>\n

I set up the noose and the stool. Then I asked her, \u201cHow do you want to pose?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cLet\u2019s make it look real!\u201d she gasped. I could tell by the way her nipples stood out how much she really wanted to be noosed for me.<\/p>\n

I looped the rope around her neck and took a few pictures. But she wanted more. She even begged me to tie her arms behind her back.<\/p>\n

I tied her up and took a couple more pictures. Then she asked if I could tighten the noose. I smiled as I went over and took all the slack out. Then I secured it to the cleat attached to the metal frame.<\/p>\n

\u201cLike it?\u201d I asked. She moaned and nodded in reply. I rubbed her breasts, taking advantage of the situation. She just writhed and groaned.<\/p>\n

I took a few more pictures. She looked sexy as hell standing there. Then I asked her if she wanted me to strap her legs and ankles together for another photo or two. She eagerly nodded her head. Damn, she was making this easy!<\/p>\n

I ran a strap around her upper thighs. Then I strapped her ankles together. Her nipples looked painfully erect, and her pussy was moist.<\/p>\n

\"\"<\/a><\/p>\n

\u201cDamn, you look sexy!\u201d I panted as I fingered her dripping slit. Does this turn you on?\u201d She nodded and moaned.<\/p>\n

\u201cWell it sure as hell turns me on!\u201d I replied as I snapped several more pictures.<\/p>\n

I walked up to her and fingered her slit again, taking advantage of her helplessness. She clenched and moaned. Then she asked, \u201cWould it be possible? I mean\u2026 would it be safe if I\u2026 if I hanged\u2026 only for a second or two?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cUp to you,\u201d I replied. \u201cYou can lift your feet off the stool if you like. Want me to take a few pictures?\u201d She eagerly nodded.<\/p>\n

I was wet as hell as I picked up the camera and focused in. Then she lifted her feet up off the stool, bending her legs at the knees. I snapped off several photos as she did that for a good twenty seconds before she found the stool with her heels.<\/p>\n

\u201cDid you like that?\u201d I asked as I walked up to her. She looked like she wasn\u2019t sure. I started rubbing her breasts, fingering her dripping cunt until she nodded her head and panted, \u201cYes\u2026 yes I did.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYou were airborne for a good twenty seconds. Of course your knees were bent. Too bad I can\u2019t get a picture of your legs going straight down looking for the stool.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cCan we do that?\u201d Suzan panted breathlessly. \u201cI mean\u2026 it wasn\u2019t THAT bad. How long was I in the air?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cAbout twenty seconds. We might need thirty or more for me to pull the stool, take a few pictures and then put the stool back.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cHow are the pictures turning out so far?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cFantastic. Of course you\u2019ll get a set of them once I\u2019m ready.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cThen let\u2019s try it.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cTry what?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cRemove the stool and take a few pictures.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cAre you sure?\u201d She just nodded excitedly in reply.<\/p>\n

\u201cOk, if you say so. When you\u2019re ready just lift your feet and I\u2019ll pull the stool out of the picture. Then I\u2019ll take a few photos before putting it back.\u201d<\/p>\n

She nodded before lifting her feet right away, catching me by surprise. \u201cOh shit!\u201d and I pulled the stool away. Then I rushed to get the camera as she hung limp.<\/p>\n

I snapped off several pictures until she started to kick a little. She looked like a fish dangling at the end of a line. I put the camera back down and then rushed the stool back into place.<\/p>\n

She fumbled with her feet until she found it. I helped steady her. Then I tried to work the noose until she seemed to be breathing better.<\/p>\n

\u201cNot bad; not bad at all.\u201d Then I removed the strap from around her ankles. I removed the one from her upper thighs before tossing them both aside.<\/p>\n

\u201cI guess we\u2019re done here,\u201d I told her. We weren\u2019t really done. But I wanted to carry on the charade just to see how she would react.<\/p>\n

\u201cCan we take a few more?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cHow else do you want to pose, Suzan?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cHow about\u2026 without my heels\u2026 and kicking with my legs?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cThose would make for some great pictures, Suzan. But damn. Are you sure you want to go that far?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cThe pictures,\u201d she said with a nod. \u201cI want to cum later while looking at my pictures.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWell in that case I think I can take some good ones for you.\u201d<\/p>\n

I fingered her crotch as she stood there. Then I took one of her nipples into my mouth. \u201cSo you want to cum, eh?\u201d<\/p>\n

She clenched as she writhed and moaned. I fingered her harder as I hungrily sucked on a nipple. Then I reached down and pulled the stool out from underneath her.<\/p>\n

Her eyes flew open as I rushed to get my camera. Her thighs clenched together as I snapped off a bunch of pictures. Then she started jerking and squirting.<\/p>\n

\u201cDamn, baby!\u201d I purred as I stopped to finger myself. \u201cThat\u2019s one hell of an erotic pose!\u201d<\/p>\n

She really started to kick up a storm. I took a few more pictures and then stopped to watch the show. Suzan looked incredible as she struggled in the noose.<\/p>\n

She rasped and gurgled before I heard the word, \u201cDown\u2026 get\u2026 down!\u201d I just smiled as I took a few more pictures. Then I told her, \u201cDamn, baby; you look so fucking sexy!\u201d<\/p>\n

I walked all around as she twisted and gyrated. Her face began to turn red as I marveled at her performance. She hitched and jerked, her thighs rubbing together until she squirted again.<\/p>\n

\"\"<\/a>I went and fetched the camera to take a few more pictures. Then I put it down as she hung limp. I went up to her and fingered her cunt while massaging one of her breasts.<\/p>\n

Her body twitched and quivered a little. It felt like she was trying to squeeze my fingers. It was time to let her in on the gag.<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019ve always wanted to hang you, Suzan. I\u2019m just amazed how easy you made it for me.\u201d<\/p>\n

She didn\u2019t say a word as her tongue poked out a little between her lips. Then she started hitching as stray muscles began to fire. A moment later her bladder gave way.<\/p>\n

Urine trickled down her nylons. Then she hung limp, her body gently swaying and twisting a little. I panted for breath as I fingered myself to orgasm.<\/p>\n

Afterwards I walked up to her and felt her up. I groped and fondled her breasts as I fingered her cunt. The sexy bitch had put on one hell of a show.<\/p>\n

I stood there and admired her for a good ten to fifteen minutes. Then I went inside and made a call. \u201cAvery? You remember the last time I called with a body for you to dispose of? Well, I\u2019ve got another one. Come on over and take her away. I don\u2019t care what you do with her. I know you have necro fantasies; just don\u2019t tell me about em. \u2026what? Ok, I\u2019ll see you in ten minutes.\u201d<\/p>\n

(written for Suzan Jan 11 \u201919 by riwa)<\/p>\n

(Inspired by Suzan Rose\u2019s drawings.)<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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