{"id":17676,"date":"2023-09-20T06:33:36","date_gmt":"2023-09-20T12:33:36","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/riwaslibrary.com\/story\/?p=17676"},"modified":"2023-09-20T06:33:36","modified_gmt":"2023-09-20T12:33:36","slug":"girls-night-out-7","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/riwaslibrary.com\/story\/?p=17676","title":{"rendered":"Girl\u2019s night out 7"},"content":{"rendered":"

\u2026then we hear a loud cheer.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cThat means we have a winner,\u201d she (the brunette) tells me with a sly grin. \u201cThe first one is in the air. Want to go out and see why everybody showed up tonight?\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

A part of me is nervous. I don\u2019t want to end up in the noose again. But she assures me she will not try to hang me in any way, shape or form.<\/em><\/p>\n

Another part of me is curious. Maybe I shouldn\u2019t be. But this is something I\u2019m ashamed to admit I really want to see.<\/em><\/p>\n

She sees it in my eyes. She doesn\u2019t say a word. She just nods with a knowing smile as the two of us head out the door. Then my brunette escort leads us toward the loud music and cheering females.<\/em><\/p>\n

Part 7<\/p>\n

I\u2019m still a bit wobbly from my time in the noose. The brunette chuckles as she helps me remain upright. \u201cQuite the experience, wasn\u2019t it?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cOne I\u2019m not interested in repeating,\u201d I reply.<\/p>\n

She gives me a coy smile. \u201cRelax, Amanda. I promise not to hang you. Well, what I mean to say is\u2026 if anyone hangs you, I promise it won\u2019t be me.\u201d<\/p>\n

I feel a sudden surge of alarm, followed by a perverse excitement. \u201cNobody\u2019s going to hang me, are they?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cJust stay beside me; ok? They usually don\u2019t come around picking women out of the crowd. You have to deliberately volunteer for this.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cAre you sure?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWell\u2026 if you get too close to the entrance to the hanging pit, it\u2019s possible you might find yourself going for a spin out on the \u2018dance floor\u2019. Just stay close to me, and you should be all right.\u201d<\/p>\n

She pulls me close and hugs me tight as though trying to put me at ease. \u201cRelax, Amanda. I\u2019d love to see you swing. But I wouldn\u2019t mind you hanging around a while. Maybe we\u2019ll even get to see each other again the next time they hold one of these hanging parties. Now we\u2019d better get going or we\u2019re going to miss the show.\u201d<\/p>\n

She grabs my arm and pulls me down the hall. I\u2019m definitely filled with a certain amount of trepidation. But my curiosity is such that I don\u2019t resist her.<\/p>\n

The music gets louder the closer we approach. But for the moment, the cheers seem to have died down, although there\u2019s still excitement in the air. It makes me wonder what\u2019s going on in there.<\/p>\n

The music hits me full in the face the moment we emerge into a large gathering. There are naked women everywhere, most of them dancing and gyrating to the music. They seem to be on either side of some sort of large, sectioned off pit in the center of the room.<\/p>\n

I can just make out a track running across the ceiling over the pit. It runs the full length of the room, with hooks spaced out every few feet. One end of the track disappears at one end of the room through some sort of heavy, black plastic folds or sheets.<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat\u2019s on that end?\u201d I cry out into the brunette\u2019s ear so she can hear me.<\/p>\n

\u201cThat\u2019s for disposal!\u201d she says loudly into my ear. \u201cThey collect all the bodies back there! It must be one incredible body-pile after the night is over! Must be some sort of truck parked there to haul them away somewhere! I\u2019ve never seen it, so I don\u2019t really know! That part doesn\u2019t interest me, although it certainly turns some ladies on!\u201d<\/p>\n

The other end of the track comes down into the room near the opposite wall. The hooks swing down on that end, appearing from somewhere up in the ceiling. I assume they\u2019re designed to hold the nooses.<\/p>\n

One naked woman who looks to be in her thirties is on some sort of step stool. Another who I can\u2019t see passes a ready-made noose up to her. The ropes have small coils on one end to slip over each hook, leaving the noose end to dangle freely.<\/p>\n

There are too many bodies from where we\u2019re standing to be able to see the hanging area. But I do see an empty noose by the edge of the pit at that end of the room. No one seems to have taken it yet. I wonder why.<\/p>\n

I see a second empty noose dangling over the pit. But the third and farthest noose forward is not empty. I focus on it enough to notice the head of some short-haired blonde sticking up, just above the naked bodies in front of me.<\/p>\n

She appears to be dangling with a thick coil around her neck. And it looks like she\u2019s swinging back and forth a little. So they really are hanging women in here!<\/p>\n

She doesn\u2019t seem to be kicking very much, at least not from what I can see. The brunette quickly spots her as well. \u201cThey\u2019ve got one dancing!\u201d she says loudly into my ear. \u201cShe must have been the first one! That explains the cheer we heard! Let\u2019s go have a look!\u201d<\/p>\n

She drags me forward into the mass of female flesh. She pushes and nudges her way forward as she calls out, \u201cExcuse us\u2026 got a newbie here\u2026 she wants to see all the action!\u201d<\/p>\n

The ladies considerately move out of our way. I get playfully pawed and groped a few times. A couple of loud voices from nearby indicate I\u2019d look good hanging in the pit.<\/p>\n

I stiffen with alarm as my breath catches in my throat. I don\u2019t know whether to be flattered at the compliment or alarmed they want to see me swing.<\/p>\n

It suddenly hits me full-on. What the hell am I doing here? Why did my sister have to drag me to something like this in the first place??<\/p>\n

We finally get to a railing that barely comes up to my hips. We have to keep from being pushed over into the pit. That\u2019s when I get a good look at the woman in the first noose.<\/p>\n

Her wrists have been cuffed behind her back. Her chest heaves as though she\u2019s desperately trying to get a few breaths. I was right when I thought I saw short, blonde hair.<\/p>\n

She has a few tattoos on her. I notice one on her back, and another on her neck. A third is just above her cleanly shaved crotch, which seems to be glistening. Is she aroused? Or has she wet herself?<\/p>\n

\"\"<\/a>For the moment, there\u2019s nobody else in the hanging pit. She\u2019s clearly the first. There are no nooses dangling from the hooks ahead of her, and the noose dangling behind her in the pit is also empty.<\/p>\n

Up near the edge of the pit stands a middle-aged woman with brown hair down to her shoulders. She has the next noose in her hands, ready to loop it around the head of another volunteer. She keeps looking around while calling out, \u201cAny takers?\u201d<\/p>\n

A voice cries out, \u201cYou should ride it for us!\u201d That brings about a bunch of laughter and cheers. She ignores them as she looks around to see who else might want to go for a ride. I assume she\u2019s simply there to help expedite the process.<\/p>\n

Another woman stands next to her, with a small table sitting nearby. I see what looks like a pile of gleaming handcuffs on top. Apparently, they\u2019re handy so they can be quickly attached to the wrists of each new volunteer.<\/p>\n

Once again, I focus on the lone woman now hanging in the pit. She\u2019s being slowly pulled along until she\u2019s almost dangling right in front of us. The track in the ceiling is slowly taking her to our left toward the far wall and the waiting disposal unit beyond.<\/p>\n

She takes one look in our direction and winces in agony. Then she starts kicking again. Has she found her second wind?<\/p>\n

I look at the brunette in disbelief, my mind swirling from the craziness on display. But she doesn\u2019t notice I\u2019m looking in her direction. Instead, she\u2019s studying the poor blonde with rapt fascination.<\/p>\n

One of her hands has strayed down to her crotch. A finger swirls over her swollen button. Is she really getting off to that girl\u2019s suffering in the hanging pit??<\/p>\n

The blonde\u2019s knees suddenly bend backward as she thrusts her hips forward. Her breasts bounce a little as she shimmies in the noose. Her nipples are incredibly hard, and she\u2019s dripping out of her crotch.<\/p>\n

She begins to gyrate with greater urgency. \u201cLooks like she\u2019s going!\u201d the brunette calls out into my ear. \u201cErotic as hell; isn\u2019t it?\u201d Then she fingers herself harder.<\/p>\n

Women around us and across the pit on the other side are engaged in similar actions. Some of them masturbate freely. Others grope a nearby companion. All of them appear to have lustful expressions on their faces.<\/p>\n

In the pit, the blonde\u2019s chest thrusts forward as her hips hitch back. Her legs pedal as though she\u2019s racing in midair, desperately searching for the floor. Sadly, she left it several minutes ago when she was standing on the edge of the pit.<\/p>\n

The floor is well below her. It\u2019s cut like a channel, and it\u2019s deep enough for someone to stand in. There\u2019s a thickly grated drain that runs the entire length.<\/p>\n

At first, I\u2019m not sure of the purpose of the drain. But it soon becomes apparent when the blonde\u2019s bladder suddenly gives way. She shudders as urine splatters below and down her bare legs, resulting in another enthusiastic cheer from everyone watching.<\/p>\n

I watch as her piss drips down off her feet into the channel. It quickly drains away\u2026 well, most of it anyway. It\u2019s a bit of a shock seeing someone piss herself like that.<\/p>\n

All around me, I see numerous naked woman fondling each other. Some are breathing heavily, while others have arms around neighbors and are groping breasts. I\u2019d say almost all of them are in a state of sexual euphoria.<\/p>\n

The blonde finally settles down as her noose takes her farther off to our left toward the end of the pit. The thick, black plastic folds await her dangling, naked body. I can\u2019t help but wonder what the disposal unit looks like on the other side.<\/p>\n

I look back toward the entrance to the pit. But there\u2019s nobody else dangling in midair. A second empty noose has now joined the barren one ahead of it.<\/p>\n

The brown-haired woman grasps onto the next noose. The female next to her has a set of cuffs at the ready. But no one steps forward.<\/p>\n

\u201cIs that it?\u201d I call out into the brunette\u2019s ear. \u201cIs no one else going to hang tonight?\u201d I don\u2019t know whether I should be relieved or disappointed.<\/p>\n

\u201cNot necessarily!\u201d she says into my ear as naked ladies dance to the music all around us while trying to cheer others to volunteer. \u201cSometimes there are big gaps during each hanging! And sometimes we can get a flood, one right after the other! Each night is often a totally different experience!”<\/p>\n

A woman on my right suddenly taps me on the shoulder. Then she points over toward the entrance to the pit and asks, \u201cDo you know that woman? I think she\u2019s trying to get your attention.\u201d<\/p>\n

I turn to look. A small breasted blonde smiles and waves at me. Confused, I wave back at her in response.<\/p>\n

My brunette escort turns to look. Her eyes light up as she calls out, \u201cIsn\u2019t that the nineteen year old we were talking to earlier while we were getting drinks?\u201d<\/p>\n

\"\"<\/a>My eyes fly open in recognition. \u201cI think it is!\u201d I reply loudly with a nod. \u201cIs she actually getting ready to hang??\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cDidn\u2019t she say she wanted to hang for you?\u201d<\/p>\n

I\u2019m shocked as I remember the teen\u2019s words. \u201cBut I\u2026 I didn\u2019t think she was serious?!\u201d<\/p>\n

The teen steps up and nods at the two women preparing each volunteer. Her hands are quickly cuffed behind her back. Almost immediately, the noose is looped over her head and snugged up, much to the delight of the whole chamber.<\/p>\n

The process doesn\u2019t take long. It\u2019s a good thing, too. The track up in the ceiling slowly pulls her by her noose toward the edge of the pit.<\/p>\n

Once more, she looks in my direction. He features indicate she might be a little anxious. But she also seems determined to go through with it.<\/p>\n

There\u2019s something in her expression that indicates she\u2019s excited about her impending hanging. Her nipples sure are hard. Is she really looking forward to her death??<\/p>\n

Her eyes are on me the entire time as women all around us start chanting \u201cGo \u2013 go \u2013 go \u2013 GO!\u201d The noose pulls her forward toward the edge of eternity. She takes a deep breath, smiles in my direction, and then deliberately steps forward into the hanging pit.<\/p>\n

There\u2019s a raucous cheer as she swings back and forth inside the pit. Women all around me lift their arms in celebration. Some of them raise a fist before giving her a thumbs down.<\/p>\n

\u201cThumbs down?\u201d I say loudly into the brunette\u2019s ear.<\/p>\n

\u201cIt\u2019s a unique form of encouragement around here!\u201d she says back into my ear. \u201cInstead of giving them a thumbs up – sort of a \u2018you go, girl\u2019 – they get a thumbs down – sort of a \u2018hang for us, honey. Your life is over, and we love it!\u2019 She\u2019s going to die for us now, and she knows it!\u201d<\/p>\n

On the other side of the pit, I notice women continuing to hug and molest each other. Some of them grab tits and pussies. It seems as though they\u2019ve been whipped into a sexual frenzy by the volunteer hanging of that brave teen.<\/p>\n

Naked women everywhere cheer her on. But she ignores them as she looks right in my direction while gently swinging back and forth. It\u2019s as though she\u2019s trying to see how long she can hold her position before she begins her involuntary fight with the noose.<\/p>\n

The hook in the track above slowly pulls her forward. Behind her, it looks as though they are setting up another noose. But I don\u2019t see anyone stepping forward to volunteer just yet.<\/p>\n

The teen draws ever closer to our position along the railing. Her feet stretch downward as though she\u2019s searching for the floor. Is she having second thoughts?<\/p>\n

She begins to pedal her legs. Then she starts to swing a little. Is she in control of her functions? Or is her body swinging of its own accord?<\/p>\n

Voices cry out, \u201cHang for us, honey!\u201d Others cheer her on. She tries to smile, but she still only has eyes for me. I\u2019m embarrassed\u2026 and yet I\u2019m shamefully aroused.<\/p>\n

Her legs suddenly spread as she gets closer. Her face takes on a grimace as though it hurts like hell. Then she deliberately splits her legs wide, revealing her dripping, winking pussy.<\/p>\n

\u201cMasturbate for her!\u201d my escort hisses into my ear. \u201cShe\u2019ll love you for it!\u201d<\/p>\n

I look at her in shock. She just nods her head\u2026 \u201cDo it!\u201d<\/p>\n

Instinctively my hand reaches down, and I start to finger myself. I\u2019m totally ashamed of what I\u2019m doing. Surprisingly, the teen manages a look of agonized pleasure upon seeing my reaction.<\/p>\n

Somehow, she begins humping in my direction. She throws out her chest, and then her torso. Then she throws out her chest again as she bends her legs back at the knees.<\/p>\n

\u201cFuck; that\u2019s hot!\u201d the brunette cries out into my ear as she furiously masturbates by my side.<\/p>\n

The teen writhes like a worm at the end of a fishing line. Then her legs kick wildly. It\u2019s almost as though she\u2019s trying to throw herself at me.<\/p>\n

The track brings her almost across from where we\u2019re standing as she breaks into an uninhibited dance. More cries of \u201cHang for us, honey!\u201d cut through the air despite the music in the background. She suddenly squirts before becoming totally exhausted. That\u2019s when she gently sways back and forth.<\/p>\n

There are cheers to her orgasmic dance. I wince as I cum shamefully, and I\u2019m embarrassed as hell. But I see something in her eyes that confuses me.<\/p>\n

Did she like what I did, getting off to her hanging? Is that even possible??<\/p>\n

There is another louder cheer. I\u2019m confused as I don\u2019t see the nineteen year old doing much more than dangling quietly. Then I hear the brunette in my ear telling me, \u201cI knew Amber couldn\u2019t resist!\u201d<\/p>\n

I look along the track toward the entrance to the hanging pit. A noose dangles empty behind the teen. But standing on the edge of the pit is Amber, her wrists secured behind her back. Her tattoos really stand out.<\/p>\n

\"\"<\/a>She doesn\u2019t waste any time kicking it up for us once she\u2019s pulled off solid footing into the hanging pit. She swings back and forth as her legs go every which way. Then she starts humping the air with her crotch.<\/p>\n

\u201cShe sure popped off fast!\u201d the brunette laughs into my ear. \u201cI\u2019m not the least bit surprised! I always thought she was a bit of a snuff-slut!\u201d<\/p>\n

I look back to see the nineteen year old gently spasming in the noose as the track slowly takes her past us. A moment later her bladder releases. There\u2019s another cheer for her as urine trickles down her legs, splattering into the grating below.<\/p>\n

At the end of the track, that short-haired blonde is already working through those big plastic sleeves. Her naked body slowly inches forward. Then she\u2019s gone, the black folds closing up behind her. There are now two empty nooses between her and the teen.<\/p>\n

The girl who wanted to hang for me is barely giving off stray muscle twitches. She looks like she\u2019s pretty much gone. I still can\u2019t help but wonder why she did it.<\/p>\n

There\u2019s an empty noose between her and Amber. It does kind of stand out, dangling by itself. It makes me wonder who the lucky female was who escaped its coil. But will that individual eventually end up succumbing to a later noose?<\/p>\n

Purple-hair throws her chest out in our direction, much to the amusement and enthusiasm of the women standing all around us. She\u2019s really getting into it. She tries to look in our direction until it gives me the impression she\u2019s trying to dance for us, just like that teen who passed by a few moments ago.<\/p>\n

Chants of \u201cGo \u2013 go \u2013 go \u2013 GO\u201d pick up. I look past a suffering Amber to see a distinguished looking redhead being prepared for the noose. I remember her because she\u2019s a female I saw from earlier.<\/p>\n

She was with a younger redhead. I was struck by their hair color, making me wonder if they might be somehow related. I also remember the large breasts and hair style of the older one.<\/p>\n

I get the impression she\u2019s been to a beauty salon recently. Did she get all made up just to hang in front of everyone?? Did she plan for this all along?<\/p>\n

I stop paying attention to Amber as I watch the redhead on the edge of the pit. She\u2019s cuffed by that one woman by the table. But it\u2019s the younger redhead who takes the noose from the brown-haired female and nooses her up.<\/p>\n

I notice they\u2019re cutting things a little close. The track pulls her and the noose right up to the edge of the pit. But it\u2019s the younger redhead behind her \u2013 I assume they\u2019re together \u2013 who deliberately shoves her forward off the edge into the pit.<\/p>\n

The noose immediately takes up her full weight. Being pushed in has set her to swinging back and forth. Once again, I\u2019m reminded just how vulnerable I might be in here.<\/p>\n

\"\"<\/a>To my utter shock, the younger redhead jumps into the pit with her. She stands just tall enough to be able to reach the mature redhead\u2019s crotch with her head. I can\u2019t believe what I\u2019m seeing once the younger one parts the legs and starts licking the older one.<\/p>\n

The room breaks out into a cheer again. Everybody loves it. I had no idea an activity like that was even allowed!<\/p>\n

Poor Amber hears the cheers. But she can\u2019t see what\u2019s going on as she\u2019s facing away from the one behind her. Besides, she\u2019s too busy kicking her life away to care whether or not another girl might be stealing her spotlight.<\/p>\n

I turn to my escort and call into her ear, \u201cIs that ok? Can she jump into the pit like that?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cIt\u2019s not forbidden,\u201d the brunette calls back into my ear. \u201cI\u2019ve seen it before! She\u2019s probably trying to help her achieve an even greater orgasm!\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cA greater orgasm??\u201d I shake my head in disbelief.<\/p>\n

The mature redhead tries to rest her legs on her younger companion. She humps the girls face as she tries to remain calm in the noose. But it looks like her neck is still being squeezed, causing her to instinctively writhe and wriggle.<\/p>\n

There are more cheers, with applause and cries of delight. Females everywhere are unashamedly touching themselves as they watch. Some masturbate quite openly, as though they\u2019re turned on at the sight of death taking place right before their very eyes.<\/p>\n

Amber is almost in front of us as she fights her noose. Something makes her throw her chest out. Then she begins to hump the air as women all around me give her an enthusiastic thumbs down while cheering her on.<\/p>\n

Beside me, the brunette breathlessly shakes her head. I can just make out her words, \u201cYou go, girl!\u201d Her breathing is heavy and labored as she masturbates to the incredible sight happening right in front of us.<\/p>\n

I look at Amber and then to the mature redhead following up right behind her. By now, I\u2019ve forgotten all about the nineteen year old. Besides, there are new, perverse images to shamefully distract me.<\/p>\n

I cannot believe how turned on I\u2019ve become watching the younger redhead eat out the noosed one. Of course, I experienced this back in that hanging room while I was all noosed up. So I have some idea of those sensations happening to her friend in the noose as the coil tries to tighten around her neck,<\/p>\n

The movement of her hanged companion forces the younger one to keep moving along the grating. Then she pulls away, only to push the doomed woman. She watches with delight as her older companion kicks and swings until she begins to hump the air right in front of her.<\/p>\n

The brunette touches my shoulder and points. I look to the entrance to the hanging pit. Several women chant \u201cGo \u2013 go \u2013 go \u2013 GO!\u201d as they\u2019re getting another woman ready to hang.<\/p>\n

Her back is to me, so I cannot see her face. Her wrists look like they\u2019ve already been cuffed. She seems familiar, and she appears to be resisting a little.<\/p>\n

Is she one of those \u2018forced volunteers\u2019 my brunette companion faintly alluded to? Does she not want to go for a ride? Did she get too close to the pit entrance, only for someone to \u2018volunteer\u2019 her?<\/p>\n

There\u2019s another woman noosing her up. It\u2019s not the woman with the brown hair. I can\u2019t make out the face very well, although I feel as though I should know her.<\/p>\n

The cuffed woman is pulled backward toward the waiting pit. Those two remind me of my sister and niece. And is that Carrie\u2019s lover Hilary standing nearby?<\/p>\n

The \u2018volunteer\u2019 goes backward until she loses her footing and her balance. She swings backward into the hanging pit. A roar of excitement and enthusiasm fills the air, momentarily drowning out the drumbeat of background music.<\/p>\n

The woman kicks wildly as she twists and swings. Now I\u2019m all but certain that\u2019s Carrie and Hilary on the edge of the pit. But who are they hanging?<\/p>\n

The woman twists into view until I can see her face. I inhale sharply as a hand comes up to cover my mouth. It\u2019s the brunette who confirms it as she says loudly into my ear, \u201cIsn\u2019t that your sister?\u201d<\/p>\n

\"\"<\/a>2022 (written Feb 22 \u201922 by riwa. Pictures found all over the internet as illustrations.)<\/p>\n

Story inspired by the art below which I found on the Internet.<\/p>\n

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