{"id":19000,"date":"2026-09-14T13:10:42","date_gmt":"2026-09-14T19:10:42","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/riwaslibrary.com\/story\/?p=19000"},"modified":"2026-09-14T13:10:42","modified_gmt":"2026-09-14T19:10:42","slug":"an-angry-moon-request","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/riwaslibrary.com\/story\/?p=19000","title":{"rendered":"An “angry moon” request"},"content":{"rendered":"

I\u2019m a photographer. I take pictures of realistic hanging scenes and post them to a website. Women volunteer to be my models, and I pay them what I can. But I don\u2019t make much money at it.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

I\u2019ve had some models who\u2019ve been quite enthusiastic. Perhaps they have a hanging fetish. All I know is they usually get into the spirit of things.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

My photography studio is in my basement. I have a small gallows with a brick wall background. It works great, as my customers enjoy the background to the pictures I take. The models enjoy it as well.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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I had no idea things were going to take the turn they did. Maybe I should have anticipated this. I suppose it\u2019s because of all this angry moon business.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

That big hunk of rock is going to crash into earth someday. I guess the orbit is decaying. This has depressed a lot of people who\u2019ve apparently decided to end themselves before the planet really starts going crazy with quakes and volcanoes and tsunamis and the like.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Anyway, I got this email from a woman named Louise. She asked if I was still taking pictures. I told her I was, and that she was welcome to come visit my studio for a session.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

I never expected her to show up the very next day. And she came prepared. She had a rather sexy outfit she said she wanted to hang in.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

I took her down to my basement and showed her my setup. She was immediately taken with the whole thing. She actually gasped when she saw the noose dangling there.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

She smiled as she turned and posed for me before asking, \u201cDo you like what I\u2019m wearing? Will it work for a hanging down here?\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

She was wearing a black top with cups that were see-thru enough to see her breasts. She wore a very short red skirt. And she was wearing lacy fishnet stockings with black high-heeled boots that went well up her calves.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cWhat\u2019s not to like?\u201d I replied enthusiastically. \u201cYour outfit is perfect!\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

This seemed to please her. \u201cDo you really thing so? I mean\u2026 will your customers like it?\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cThey\u2019re going to love it,\u201d I told her reassuringly.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cGood,\u201d she replied eagerly. \u201cI can\u2019t wait to get started!\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cOk. Let\u2019s get going then.\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

I set up my cameras and started taking pictures. Then I got her into a set of handcuffs. \u201cThis is giving me the tingles,\u201d she told me with a smile as she posed for me. I didn\u2019t tell her it was giving me more than that.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

I took pictures of her as she climbed up onto the gallows. I got a good one of her eyeing the noose. But the look on her face was not one of fear. Strangely, it was more of excitement.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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I took several more pictures as she took up a position on the gallows. I even got a few where the noose framed her face. She remained enthusiastic throughout the whole ordeal.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

After I finished snapping pictures, she coyly told me, \u201cI\u2019m ready for my closeup now, Mr. Executioner.\u201d I chuckled as I went forward. Then I noosed her up.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

She gasped excitedly as I went back down and snapped off a few more pictures. She spread her legs a little and posed for me. I could tell her nipples were hard as they poked through her outfit.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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She looked down at the platform she was standing upon. \u201cHow does this work?\u201d she finally asked.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

I told her I usually had the model step aside. Then I opened the trap. Afterwards, I would place the model upon the little landing below before taking more pictures as they posed for me.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI see,\u201d she replied thoughtfully. \u201cSo you\u2019ve never really hanged anyone in here for real then?\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cNot at all,\u201d I laughed. \u201cThat would be murder. Besides, I would have to find a way to dispose of the body.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cWith all the Angry Moon disposal units out there, that wouldn\u2019t be a problem for you now; would it?\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

I tilted my head as I looked at her kind of funny. Then I agreed, \u201cNo, I suppose that wouldn\u2019t. But that thought has never crossed my mind.\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m surprise it hasn\u2019t,\u201d she replied. \u201cHave you ever hanged anyone by accident in here? Even once?\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m always careful with the rope,\u201d I told her. \u201cI carefully measure it to make sure it\u2019s not strangling the model or anything like that.\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cSo no one\u2019s ever fallen through the trap by accident and hanged themselves?\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cNo,\u201d I reassured her. \u201cI always make sure the rope is loose enough. I usually wait until the model is in position before I tighten it.\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cCouldn\u2019t you tighten it before your model stepped through the opening? I mean\u2026 to make sure she hanged herself?\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

I blinked again as I looked at her. \u201cTheoretically, I suppose. But who would want to risk strangling to death in my noose?\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI would,\u201d she replied with a knowing grin.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cYou\u2019re not serious, are you?\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cMy affairs are all in order. No one\u2019s ever going to miss me if I die. Hell, no one\u2019s going to be around to miss any of us after the moon hits us; am I right?\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI see your point,\u201d I told her. \u201cBut still\u2026\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cHow hard would it be to tighten this noose enough to hang me once I stepped off?\u201d Then she looked over at the cleat on the side of the gallows before adding, \u201cIt looks like all you would have to do is wrap it around a few times so it doesn\u2019t come loose. Am I right?\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI suppose so, Louise.\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cThen why don\u2019t you come up here and try it out, just to take a few pictures?\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

I blinked again as she smiled at me. Then I told her, \u201cUh\u2026 what if you fall?\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cWhat if I did?\u201d she replied with a sly grin. \u201cI\u2019ll bet you\u2019d get some great pictures; am I right? Besides, there\u2019s a certain part of your body that seems really excited about the possibility.\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

I frowned and shook my head as I told her, \u201cYou leave that \u2018certain part of my body\u2019 out of this!\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

She just laughed before motioning with her head. \u201cC\u2019mon up here and make things tighter, ok? I wanna make sure you get some great pictures.\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cIt\u2019s too dangerous, Louise.\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cBut it\u2019s my photo shoot, and I insist. Please?\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Naturally I hesitated. \u201cPretty please?\u201d she pleaded. That\u2019s when I reluctantly went up to her.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

She thanked me as I made the rope nice and snug around her throat. \u201cJust like that,\u201d she panted breathlessly. \u201cGawd! You have no idea what this is doing to me.\u201d Then she looked at me and grinned as she added, \u201cBut I can certainly see what effect it\u2019s having on you.\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI just take the pictures,\u201d I reminded her.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cYeah, but you wouldn\u2019t do this if you didn\u2019t love your work; am I right?\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cOh, shut up.\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

I went back to the camera on my tripod and started shooting pictures. \u201cGawd!\u201d she rasped. \u201cYou really do have this nice and tight.\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cIt\u2019s what you wanted; am I right?\u201d I replied somewhat sarcastically by using her own words back at her.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cJust one last thing,\u201d she told me. \u201cI want you to take all the pictures you can. Then I want you to put them out for all your happy customers to enjoy.\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI already plan on doing that.\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cNow I don\u2019t want you to stop me,\u201d she warned. \u201cThis is my photo shoot, so this is my request. Just let things happen; ok?\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cOk… I suppose.\u201d Then she shocked the hell out of me by stepping off the edge into the opening.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

The noose immediately tightened, preventing her heels from reaching the bottom through the opening to the trap. Then she started to gawk.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Instinctively, I stepped away from the camera to rush to her aid. \u201cPICTURES!\u201d she rasped, interrupting me from saving her. \u201cTAKE\u2026. PICTURES!\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

I had to make myself step back behind the camera. Then I started snapping off photos like crazy. They certainly looked a lot more realistic than the way I usually posed my previous models.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Her head tipped to the side as she looked upward at the top of the gallows. \u201cYou ok?\u201d I called out. She just rasped, \u201cKEEP\u2026.. TAKING\u2026. PICTURES!\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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I snapped shot after shot until she began to wriggle and gyrate. Then she thrust her hips outward. \u201cCUMMING!\u201d she rasped through her pain.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m taking you down!\u201d I declared, even as my erection strained in my pants.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cNo! Let\u2026. me\u2026\u2026 hang!\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cBut\u2026\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cBetter than\u2026 angry\u2026 moon\u2026\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

I didn\u2019t know what else to do. So I kept snapping pictures. Besides, it was such a shameful turn-on.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Her eyes closed as she settled down and dangled quietly. Her body gave off the occasional tremor or muscle spasm. There was something in her expression that indicated she had no regrets whatsoever about what she\u2019d done.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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I left her there as I took more pictures. I waited until I was sure she was no longer with us. Then I took her down.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

I splayed her out along the side of my gallows. Somehow she seemed at peace. Besides, I rationalized it had all been her request.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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I finally called the Angry Moon disposal unit. They came and got her for me. They never uttered a peep as to what had happened to her, even though that mark around her neck was a dead giveaway. For them, I guess it was just another corpse to dispose of.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

6\/17\/25 Inspired by pictures by ZW found at retrotek. Based on Naxos\u2019 \u201cAngry Moon\u201d scenario.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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