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HANGINGS by CARLOSCRUZ
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See post #17 on this thread.
CRANE HANGING
Part I
A man had a very disturbing fantasy and commissioned the drawing depicting it.
But now the art work, fuels so much his obsessive sick dream that he ends up commissioning again.
But this time he commissions the realization of the drawings.
His own hanging.
Once he decided he will do it, it took some time to find the right people.
They were very resourceful, probably ex-military.
They promised to take care of everything according to his wishes, for a certain amount of money.
He decided to be prepared by Mónica, his gorgeous Mistress so he asked for her help.
She tried to talk him out of his plan, but when she reached the conclusion that he will do it with her, or without her, she ended up agreeing. She knew she could make his ultimate experience perfect.
The date fixed for the event, he showed up early at the flat where Mónica worked, a BDSM parlor.
It was a key role she had to play.
He requested from her to prepare him and be with him until the end.
She was in charge of maintaining his level of arousal, of supporting him, helping him to behave, keep his poise, maintain his composure and die well.
-Ah, here you are – told him Charo. A mature an attractive former Mistress and owner of the place. -Are you really sure about this?
-Yes. As much as one can be.
-You will regret it, very soon. The moment they string you up! - Charo insisted.
-Probably, but I also know that if I don´t do it now, I will regret it too for the rest of my life. I think that with a mind as sick as mine, I deserve to end up like this.
-So be it! - Ended Charo.
Mónica joined them and he delivered, first of all several documents needed for collecting the money, with the condition he will be really hanged. The three of them also signed his Death Sentence.
He disrobed and she tied his hands at his back. There was no turning back now, as he had requested and had been agreed.
He was flogged, not really hard. Just to put him in the right set of mind. Also, there was a lot of rubbing, caressing and a last cunnilingus.
They discussed what and how was going to happen.
At some point Charo came back to dungeon wearing her white coat. Ready to grant him one of his last wishes.
Opening it, she revealed that beneath her coat, like Mónica, she is just wearing her high heels and seamless black pantyhose.
She offered him first her breast and he, on his knees kissed them and buried his face on her big and soft globes. Then he was allowed to look at her pussy and kiss her bush trough the thin fabric of her seamless pantyhose.
Mónica prepared his noose and put it around his neck.
-Hold this for me until it´s needed – instructed Mónica putting the rest of the coiled rope on his tied hands.
-It´s time. Let´s get you ready – Declared Mónica after a while. She and Charo took him to the door. The rest of the girls were waiting for him wishing to say goodbye.
- Die well and have a good death! – One said, while groping him.
- Give them a good show! – exclaimed another.
- Have a nice dance! – was the wish of a sensual blonde with big boobs.
Charo and Mónica donned black capes and threw another over his shoulders.
Like that, they rode the elevator down to the street.
Under the cape he was naked, noosed, with his hands tied at his back while holding his own rope. Barefoot, between the two women, he walked down the street until they reached a parked white van.
Beside it, on the side walk, Mónica removed his cape letting it drop on the pavement.
They waited, he was now standing up naked and noosed on the sidewalk, until the side door opened.
He was instructed to get inside and sit on the bench.
Mónica got in beside him, closed the door and let her cape fall too.
There were no windows in the back but on the partition, in front of his eyes, it was taped the drawing of the crane hanging that had triggered all.
-You will soon be hanging like that! -said Mónica in his ear while starting to caress his body.
And she devoted herself to comfort and support him during the trip. She wanted to maintain his level of sexual arousal until the very end. Her aim was to prevent him from regretting his decision now that there was no turning back.
-You are condemned to death and you are being taken to your execution. As you always dreamed – she said now caressing her cock with her fingertips. - It will be over soon, just follow my lead.
Think how exciting you are going to look hanging from the crane. What a show. So sexy!
Hearing this he felt his erection grow another notch. Fear and arousal kept his mind in total turmoil.
The van stopped after about 45 minutes and after a short delay, Charo opened the side doors.
They were in a remote open space; Perhaps an abandoned industrial site.
At about one hundred meters, he saw the crane truck.
From where he was going to hang.
There was also a lot of people waiting to see him die, according to his own instructions.
An atmosphere of great excitement reigned at the prospect of seeing such a weird and kinky spectacle. The public chatted animatedly ready to have a good time.
For long instants he stood there, naked with his hands tied at his back. The rope around his neck; Looking at the crane and the mob.
The audience noticed his arrival and there was a momentary silence.
All eyes were on him. Many cellular and cameras were also pointed to him and the silence was substituted by loud clapping, cheering and shouts.
-What a hard cock! He really wants to hang!
-Dance for us!
-Let´s hang the pig!
(To be continued)
CRANE HANGING
Part I
A man had a very disturbing fantasy and commissioned the drawing depicting it.
But now the art work, fuels so much his obsessive sick dream that he ends up commissioning again.
But this time he commissions the realization of the drawings.
His own hanging.
Once he decided he will do it, it took some time to find the right people.
They were very resourceful, probably ex-military.
They promised to take care of everything according to his wishes, for a certain amount of money.
He decided to be prepared by Mónica, his gorgeous Mistress so he asked for her help.
She tried to talk him out of his plan, but when she reached the conclusion that he will do it with her, or without her, she ended up agreeing. She knew she could make his ultimate experience perfect.
The date fixed for the event, he showed up early at the flat where Mónica worked, a BDSM parlor.
It was a key role she had to play.
He requested from her to prepare him and be with him until the end.
She was in charge of maintaining his level of arousal, of supporting him, helping him to behave, keep his poise, maintain his composure and die well.
-Ah, here you are – told him Charo. A mature an attractive former Mistress and owner of the place. -Are you really sure about this?
-Yes. As much as one can be.
-You will regret it, very soon. The moment they string you up! - Charo insisted.
-Probably, but I also know that if I don´t do it now, I will regret it too for the rest of my life. I think that with a mind as sick as mine, I deserve to end up like this.
-So be it! - Ended Charo.
Mónica joined them and he delivered, first of all several documents needed for collecting the money, with the condition he will be really hanged. The three of them also signed his Death Sentence.
He disrobed and she tied his hands at his back. There was no turning back now, as he had requested and had been agreed.
He was flogged, not really hard. Just to put him in the right set of mind. Also, there was a lot of rubbing, caressing and a last cunnilingus.
They discussed what and how was going to happen.
At some point Charo came back to dungeon wearing her white coat. Ready to grant him one of his last wishes.
Opening it, she revealed that beneath her coat, like Mónica, she is just wearing her high heels and seamless black pantyhose.
She offered him first her breast and he, on his knees kissed them and buried his face on her big and soft globes. Then he was allowed to look at her pussy and kiss her bush trough the thin fabric of her seamless pantyhose.
Mónica prepared his noose and put it around his neck.
-Hold this for me until it´s needed – instructed Mónica putting the rest of the coiled rope on his tied hands.
-It´s time. Let´s get you ready – Declared Mónica after a while. She and Charo took him to the door. The rest of the girls were waiting for him wishing to say goodbye.
- Die well and have a good death! – One said, while groping him.
- Give them a good show! – exclaimed another.
- Have a nice dance! – was the wish of a sensual blonde with big boobs.
Charo and Mónica donned black capes and threw another over his shoulders.
Like that, they rode the elevator down to the street.
Under the cape he was naked, noosed, with his hands tied at his back while holding his own rope. Barefoot, between the two women, he walked down the street until they reached a parked white van.
Beside it, on the side walk, Mónica removed his cape letting it drop on the pavement.
They waited, he was now standing up naked and noosed on the sidewalk, until the side door opened.
He was instructed to get inside and sit on the bench.
Mónica got in beside him, closed the door and let her cape fall too.
There were no windows in the back but on the partition, in front of his eyes, it was taped the drawing of the crane hanging that had triggered all.
-You will soon be hanging like that! -said Mónica in his ear while starting to caress his body.
And she devoted herself to comfort and support him during the trip. She wanted to maintain his level of sexual arousal until the very end. Her aim was to prevent him from regretting his decision now that there was no turning back.
-You are condemned to death and you are being taken to your execution. As you always dreamed – she said now caressing her cock with her fingertips. - It will be over soon, just follow my lead.
Think how exciting you are going to look hanging from the crane. What a show. So sexy!
Hearing this he felt his erection grow another notch. Fear and arousal kept his mind in total turmoil.
The van stopped after about 45 minutes and after a short delay, Charo opened the side doors.
They were in a remote open space; Perhaps an abandoned industrial site.
At about one hundred meters, he saw the crane truck.
From where he was going to hang.
There was also a lot of people waiting to see him die, according to his own instructions.
An atmosphere of great excitement reigned at the prospect of seeing such a weird and kinky spectacle. The public chatted animatedly ready to have a good time.
For long instants he stood there, naked with his hands tied at his back. The rope around his neck; Looking at the crane and the mob.
The audience noticed his arrival and there was a momentary silence.
All eyes were on him. Many cellular and cameras were also pointed to him and the silence was substituted by loud clapping, cheering and shouts.
-What a hard cock! He really wants to hang!
-Dance for us!
-Let´s hang the pig!
(To be continued)
carloscruz
Governor
carloscruz
Governor
Part II
He felt a chill down his spine and a wild fear tightening his stomach. His penis went down instantly limp.
How could he have been crazy enough to plan for his own humiliating public execution?
Reading his mind Mónica started to caress his cock again while pressing her gorgeous body against his.
-Wow! Look how many people have come to watch you executed!
Think of how much pleasure you're going to give everyone. To those who will see you die now and to the thousands who will get off watching the videos in the future!
Don´t you think it´s worth to hang for them?
-…Perhaps…- He whispered.
Remember – she continued. Always caressing him - This is what you have fantasized about so many times!
And there is no turning back now. So, enjoy your execution. I will help you until the end. Not long now. –She whispered in a sexy voice, her lips brushing his right ear. - Die well and give them a good show!
Somehow relieved he felt the power and eroticism of his fantasy returning; His cock went hard again in Monica´s hand.
-Let´s go. They are waiting for you. They wish to see how you hang – she said putting her left hand on his ass and pushing him forward. You are going to look fantastic strung up there!
He took a deep breath and started a hesitant walk towards the crane truck.
Charo and Mónica took him each by one arm and supported/marched him to his gallows.
The mob parted to let them through.
He listened to the comments. Ashamed but still with a very hard cock.
He felt his ass groped. His cock pinched and touched.
What face do you put in these circumstances? – he reflected. -
Being taken naked to be publicly executed in shame. With a rock-hard erection and everybody in the audience knowing that you are sick enough to have planned every detail of it and even paid for it.
For being hanged in shame and complete debasement!
A guy dressed totally in black was coming from the truck and met them midway to it. He was big and most probably his executioner.
-I will take him from here – He said getting Charo´s place.
-I will stay with him - asserted Mónica.
-No problem you may become handy – he conceded smiling at Monica´s handling of the condemned man´s cock. – And I will have to prepare this- He said taking the noose from his neck and the rest of the rope from his hands.
They reached the truck and he is was positioned beneath the crane hook, facing the crowd. Mónica always at his side.
He was soon surrounded by people trying to talk to him, touch him or both. The executioner was joined by another three of four bulky guys, also in black T-shirts and cargo pants.
They were on his pay roll, under contract to hang him, the ones organizing the event.
They were trying to keep things under control and the public at some distance.
His Executioner made a loop knot in the rope at the opposite end of the noose. Then, he cut the excess rope with a big saw knife. With the noose open, it remained about one meter of rope between the noose and the loop.
He was following mesmerized how they were preparing his death.
He was at the same time terrified, and incredibly excited.
Monica´s almost naked body and her caresses kept him at the edge of climax.
Getting on top of wooden crate the Executioner placed the loop on the big crane´s hook.
Now the noose rested in front of his face. Things were happening very fast now. At least in his perception.
In spite of the efforts of the security team, there was a lot of noise, and he was is still being touched, caressed, pitched or slapped on his ass.
It was an Iran type hanging.
In fact, TV footage of an Iranian street crane hanging, two men and a woman, had been the trigger of this incredibly powerful sick fantasy that was about to get him killed.
He tried hard to maintain his composure. Mónica, always besides him, stroked is cock from time to time, caressing lightly the rest of the time.
He felt awkward waiting for everything, his execution, to get organized. His feelings of fear, shame and arousal very strong and conflicting the whole time.
People kept coming and going to take a close look to the crazy guy who was about to be hanged. Who wanted to be executed.
Many tried to touch him in spite of the warnings of the bulky guys. Slapping his cock squeezing his ass. People talking, laughing, shouting…
Mónica, always supportive, was giving him some last-minute advice.
-When they string you up, try not to fight the noose at the beginning, let it do its work and strangle you. Also try to stick your tongue out so you don´t swallow it.
I have read that it will be best to hang that way. Less painful, perhaps you could get to cum.
At the end, you will end up kicking and thashing for sure. The public will enjoy that, but try to behave and maintain your composure.
-And you? Will you enjoy me? I want you to. – He said looking into her beautiful green eyes.
-Yes. I will- she answered.
He had decided not to have an orgasm before his hanging.
He needed his arousal to go through it, balancing the pain and the humiliation.
He was afraid of being hoisted in the middle of a regretful anticlimax, kicking and begging to be released.
Probably he won´t come, and will die desperately trying to reach a last pleasure. But that was definitely better than the other option.
On that, he was, literally, in Monica´s hands.
At that moment he saw Charo standing at the edge of the audience. She smiled to him and opened her cape revealing one more time her ample breast and her transparent pantyhose. Her bush and labia in beautiful display.
He smiled back to her and felt a little less frightened.
The Executioner covered his head with a black hood, like in the drawing.
It was thin enough so he still could see shapes through the fabric.
Next, he felt the noose pass over his head and around his neck. It was immediately tightened.
He heard his Executioner reading his sentence.
-This man has confessed to be a masochist, exhibitionist and a hopeless pervert. For this, he has requested to be executed in shame. – the executioner red from a paper. – his request will be carried out right away!
The expectation grew.
He was now totally ready.
Part of the people around him tried to back up to get a better view.
Mónica masterful performance was always keeping him on the brim of the pleasure, stroking, caressing with her fingertips, teasing, even kissing his cloth-covered lips a couple of times.
-Get him up! – His executioner was instructing the crane´s driver.
-Get ready. Die well! -were the last words Monica whispered to him. She gave a last stroke to his cock and a hard slap to his ass as she stepped back too.
He heard the engine revving up and smelled exhaust diesel fumes as the big crane´s metal hook started to rise quickly taking the slack of the rope.
He felt his heart beating much faster. If from panic or wild arousal, he couldn´t tell.
A second later the rope closed around his neck and he felt his feet leave the ground, his body rising until his toes were more than two meters in the air.
He was hanging!
He could make out the crowd below him cheering and applauding.
Above them, he heard Monica's voice:
-You did it!
Yes. He had done it. He had been hanged. Just like he had fantasized so many times. Naked, in public, ashamed…
The rope was closing his throat, he felt suffocated and in enormous pain.
Remembering her words, he willed himself to hang limp, letting his noose strangle him.
He felt his cock huge and pulsating and suddenly, it erupted spurting a strong jet of cum.
The audience went wild now.
-Well done love! – Mónica shouted.
His cock kept pumping out, his mind in a whirl of pain and pleasure.
Whistles and shouts.
Cum still flowing from his cock and dripping down along his shaft.
He was no longer in fear. He was where he should be. Hanged. Offered for the public and Monica´s pleasure.
Beginning to lose his consciousness, he started his last dance; Swinging and shaking on his death and pleasure throes.
It had been probably a stupid decision, but anyhow it was too late now to change his mind. So, he prepared himself to die, swinging up there, for his audience, for Mónica, for his own sick mind…
In one of his last lucid thoughts, he remembered the drawing by ShinyRock 83 that triggered this present moment. His own execution.
The guy hanging naked from the crane. His rock-hard cock pumping…like his…
Still, he didn´t want to die…But he was about to die, like in the drawing, for the mob’s amusement…
The End.
He felt a chill down his spine and a wild fear tightening his stomach. His penis went down instantly limp.
How could he have been crazy enough to plan for his own humiliating public execution?
Reading his mind Mónica started to caress his cock again while pressing her gorgeous body against his.
-Wow! Look how many people have come to watch you executed!
Think of how much pleasure you're going to give everyone. To those who will see you die now and to the thousands who will get off watching the videos in the future!
Don´t you think it´s worth to hang for them?
-…Perhaps…- He whispered.
Remember – she continued. Always caressing him - This is what you have fantasized about so many times!
And there is no turning back now. So, enjoy your execution. I will help you until the end. Not long now. –She whispered in a sexy voice, her lips brushing his right ear. - Die well and give them a good show!
Somehow relieved he felt the power and eroticism of his fantasy returning; His cock went hard again in Monica´s hand.
-Let´s go. They are waiting for you. They wish to see how you hang – she said putting her left hand on his ass and pushing him forward. You are going to look fantastic strung up there!
He took a deep breath and started a hesitant walk towards the crane truck.
Charo and Mónica took him each by one arm and supported/marched him to his gallows.
The mob parted to let them through.
He listened to the comments. Ashamed but still with a very hard cock.
He felt his ass groped. His cock pinched and touched.
What face do you put in these circumstances? – he reflected. -
Being taken naked to be publicly executed in shame. With a rock-hard erection and everybody in the audience knowing that you are sick enough to have planned every detail of it and even paid for it.
For being hanged in shame and complete debasement!
A guy dressed totally in black was coming from the truck and met them midway to it. He was big and most probably his executioner.
-I will take him from here – He said getting Charo´s place.
-I will stay with him - asserted Mónica.
-No problem you may become handy – he conceded smiling at Monica´s handling of the condemned man´s cock. – And I will have to prepare this- He said taking the noose from his neck and the rest of the rope from his hands.
They reached the truck and he is was positioned beneath the crane hook, facing the crowd. Mónica always at his side.
He was soon surrounded by people trying to talk to him, touch him or both. The executioner was joined by another three of four bulky guys, also in black T-shirts and cargo pants.
They were on his pay roll, under contract to hang him, the ones organizing the event.
They were trying to keep things under control and the public at some distance.
His Executioner made a loop knot in the rope at the opposite end of the noose. Then, he cut the excess rope with a big saw knife. With the noose open, it remained about one meter of rope between the noose and the loop.
He was following mesmerized how they were preparing his death.
He was at the same time terrified, and incredibly excited.
Monica´s almost naked body and her caresses kept him at the edge of climax.
Getting on top of wooden crate the Executioner placed the loop on the big crane´s hook.
Now the noose rested in front of his face. Things were happening very fast now. At least in his perception.
In spite of the efforts of the security team, there was a lot of noise, and he was is still being touched, caressed, pitched or slapped on his ass.
It was an Iran type hanging.
In fact, TV footage of an Iranian street crane hanging, two men and a woman, had been the trigger of this incredibly powerful sick fantasy that was about to get him killed.
He tried hard to maintain his composure. Mónica, always besides him, stroked is cock from time to time, caressing lightly the rest of the time.
He felt awkward waiting for everything, his execution, to get organized. His feelings of fear, shame and arousal very strong and conflicting the whole time.
People kept coming and going to take a close look to the crazy guy who was about to be hanged. Who wanted to be executed.
Many tried to touch him in spite of the warnings of the bulky guys. Slapping his cock squeezing his ass. People talking, laughing, shouting…
Mónica, always supportive, was giving him some last-minute advice.
-When they string you up, try not to fight the noose at the beginning, let it do its work and strangle you. Also try to stick your tongue out so you don´t swallow it.
I have read that it will be best to hang that way. Less painful, perhaps you could get to cum.
At the end, you will end up kicking and thashing for sure. The public will enjoy that, but try to behave and maintain your composure.
-And you? Will you enjoy me? I want you to. – He said looking into her beautiful green eyes.
-Yes. I will- she answered.
He had decided not to have an orgasm before his hanging.
He needed his arousal to go through it, balancing the pain and the humiliation.
He was afraid of being hoisted in the middle of a regretful anticlimax, kicking and begging to be released.
Probably he won´t come, and will die desperately trying to reach a last pleasure. But that was definitely better than the other option.
On that, he was, literally, in Monica´s hands.
At that moment he saw Charo standing at the edge of the audience. She smiled to him and opened her cape revealing one more time her ample breast and her transparent pantyhose. Her bush and labia in beautiful display.
He smiled back to her and felt a little less frightened.
The Executioner covered his head with a black hood, like in the drawing.
It was thin enough so he still could see shapes through the fabric.
Next, he felt the noose pass over his head and around his neck. It was immediately tightened.
He heard his Executioner reading his sentence.
-This man has confessed to be a masochist, exhibitionist and a hopeless pervert. For this, he has requested to be executed in shame. – the executioner red from a paper. – his request will be carried out right away!
The expectation grew.
He was now totally ready.
Part of the people around him tried to back up to get a better view.
Mónica masterful performance was always keeping him on the brim of the pleasure, stroking, caressing with her fingertips, teasing, even kissing his cloth-covered lips a couple of times.
-Get him up! – His executioner was instructing the crane´s driver.
-Get ready. Die well! -were the last words Monica whispered to him. She gave a last stroke to his cock and a hard slap to his ass as she stepped back too.
He heard the engine revving up and smelled exhaust diesel fumes as the big crane´s metal hook started to rise quickly taking the slack of the rope.
He felt his heart beating much faster. If from panic or wild arousal, he couldn´t tell.
A second later the rope closed around his neck and he felt his feet leave the ground, his body rising until his toes were more than two meters in the air.
He was hanging!
He could make out the crowd below him cheering and applauding.
Above them, he heard Monica's voice:
-You did it!
Yes. He had done it. He had been hanged. Just like he had fantasized so many times. Naked, in public, ashamed…
The rope was closing his throat, he felt suffocated and in enormous pain.
Remembering her words, he willed himself to hang limp, letting his noose strangle him.
He felt his cock huge and pulsating and suddenly, it erupted spurting a strong jet of cum.
The audience went wild now.
-Well done love! – Mónica shouted.
His cock kept pumping out, his mind in a whirl of pain and pleasure.
Whistles and shouts.
Cum still flowing from his cock and dripping down along his shaft.
He was no longer in fear. He was where he should be. Hanged. Offered for the public and Monica´s pleasure.
Beginning to lose his consciousness, he started his last dance; Swinging and shaking on his death and pleasure throes.
It had been probably a stupid decision, but anyhow it was too late now to change his mind. So, he prepared himself to die, swinging up there, for his audience, for Mónica, for his own sick mind…
In one of his last lucid thoughts, he remembered the drawing by ShinyRock 83 that triggered this present moment. His own execution.
The guy hanging naked from the crane. His rock-hard cock pumping…like his…
Still, he didn´t want to die…But he was about to die, like in the drawing, for the mob’s amusement…
The End.
Bad Boris
Magistrate
Fantastic piece. My dick was as erect as the victim while reading it.
carloscruz
Governor
Thanks for telling me! Glad you enjoyed it!
carloscruz
Governor
Thank you for taking the time to tell me. I am very glad you liked it!
Georg
Magistrate
In this story, I would like the guy to be beautifully deceived. The girl persuaded her friends to make the loops non-tightening so that the couple suffered longer. As soon as they lose consciousness, take them out of the loops. For attempting suicide, a guy and a girl will be sentenced to crucifixion. The crucifixion is non-traumatic, temporary with ropes. The duration of the crucifixion in hours is equal to the number of minutes they hung in the loops. But this is just the beginning! The couple must undergo a special course of therapy for lovers of snuff, erotic auto-asphyxia, suicide and other perversions. The therapy consists of 100 hours of non-traumatic crucifixion, divided into sessions of increasing duration and intensity, but no more than a light day. The purpose of therapy is twofold. On the one hand, patients should receive in aggregate more intense torment than in the case of a successful suicide. On the other hand, patients should be given back a taste for the joys of life. Therefore, the day of torture alternates with the day of receiving all kinds of pleasures and with another day where the victims act as executioners, helping others undergo therapy and learning safe pain management practices. The new day of torture turns out to be a cleansing from the desire to torture others. Some couples only imitate the desire to commit suicide, trying to get into a course of BDSM therapy. They also get what they want. However, for such couples, the program lasts twice as long, and punishments are chosen more painful and humiliating. Healthy couples of malingerers are also important for the therapeutic process, as they experience genuine pleasure from the most shameful and painful punishments. The clinic staff, especially the pretty nurses, participate in therapy with patients, which creates an atmosphere of trust and love. If you feel that suicide is the only entertainment available to you, simply draw a cross in the pentagram and the loving staff of our clinic will come to your aid
According to the insurance rules, the energy of the immortal souls of patients is given to the temporary use of the clinic for the duration of therapy.
carloscruz
Governor
Very interesting idea!
Georg
Magistrate
This plot could be the basis for a new collective play.
carloscruz
Governor
Thanks for telling me. If it were you hanging from the crane, I would be watching.
carloscruz
Governor
Do you think you would cum like in the picture?
carloscruz
Governor
This story is a little special for me.
I wrote it years ago, as a tribute to Adeline (Hélene des Arbres) trying to capture a part of her unique universe.
I really admire her artwork. I sent the story to her and she like it and gave me permission to post it in the disappeared DOLCETTISH and to use one of her works as an illustration.
Now I am posting it here.
I hope you like it!
La Pendaison d’ Adeline, ( o une femme pendue). Adeline´s Hanging
Adeline was ready. She has put her best grey suit on, very elegant in cut, black stockings and high heel shoes. She added a beautiful flower brooch. On her last visit to her coiffeur, she asked it cut short, in order to leave her neck bare, but the result was quite stylish to her surprise.
And she had also her pussy shaved.
She contemplated her reflection in her cell’s mirror and noticed with satisfaction that she looked severe, but chic and attractive at the same time.
Soon the Executioner came to prepare her. She was also a very attractive woman, discreetly dress in severe black. She proceeded to restrain Adeline’s arms, both at the elbows and at the wrists. No words were exchanged. None were needed. The previous day her Executioner had come to cover the different aspects of the execution and to answer her questions.
She had discovered with a pleasant surprise that Adeline not only wasn’t going to resist but was excited by the prospect of her execution.
This was going to be an exchange. Her dream as Executioner!
-Est-ce que vous êtes prête? Asked Madame le bourreau.
-Oui Madame- Adeline answered. She had added “Madam” on purpose. It wasn’t necessary at all, but she did it as a small gesture of humiliation and submission. Her Executioner exchanged with her an intelligent look. This was going to be her best day at work ever!
They walked the corridors and reached the cover yard where the execution was going to take place and Adeline climbed the scaffold’s steps with decision and elegant movements.
While doing so, she was able to spy a plain pine coffin waiting for her body beneath the gallows.
Once on top she stood to the side of the trapdoor, as her Executioner has instructed her the previous day, and had the chance to observe the surroundings for the first time.
In front of the gallows about fifty women, were gathered. All were smartly dressed and were obviously persons of quality.
The hanging of such an elegant Dame and well-known artist had created a lot of expectation, and only very influential ladies had gotten one of the limited places.
They were silent, respectful but obviously excited by what they were about to witness.
Adeline was pleased by the audience and silently wished them to enjoy the show.
Her attention registered now the gallows. The square trapdoor waited ready on her left side and ran up to the front of the platform. Once it fell nothing will obstruct the view of her hanged body.
From the rope strung in the horizontal beam, a noose dangled: Her noose, the noose that was going to kill her at last. She felt a shiver going down her spine and the familiar mixture of fear and sexual arousal.
-Adeline, I have to finish now your preparations. I am sorry. Are you ready?
-Yes, I am. And don’t be sorry, it’s your duty.
-Very well. Still, you don’t want me to make it quick?
- No Madam, no need. You know what I feel. I don’t want any rush and I hope to be brave.
-Oh! I am sure you will behave like a queen! - Madame le bourreau answered- Stand still.
Quickly and deftly the Executioner unfastened Adeline’s skirt and let it fall around her ankles; Then in a fluid motion lowered her pants too.
-Step out.
Adeline obeyed and quickly her Exécutrice made skirt and knickers disappear. Now, from her waist down she only had her stockings, suspenders and high heels; everything in black and very elegant.
She was standing there, tied in front of the women invited to her execution, feeling the air caress her pussy and buttocks and every pair of eyes in the room, exploring her nakedness. It was a sweet humiliating feeling of total exposure.
Suddenly she felt a tender hand on her bum.
-Get ready and bent forward a little- The Executioner instructed. She had a big anal dildo on her right hand. Adeline obeyed and the Executioner inserted it up the condemned ass. It was very well lubricated, but even though Adeline felt it huge.
Officially the reason for it was to avoid the condemned soiling the gallows’ floor.
-Step over the trapdoor. Not very long now.
-Make it last Madam…you know…si’l vous plâit…-Adeline whispered.
-As you wish Mademoiselle Rozier.
Carefully and very conscious of the anal plug filling her completely, she positioned herself on the exact center of the trap door.
Adeline placed her feet close together.
Madame le bourreau knelt in front of her and proceeded to bind her ankles. The purpose of this was to ensure a clean fall through the trapdoor and a straight suspension.
Now Adeline had in front of her the open noose and it was through it, that she now looked at the public looking at her face. They were still silent and composed, but she could see in their eyes how much they craved for seeing her hanging naked dying slowly in her rope. Well, she was going to satisfy their expectations in a moment.
She once again marvelled at the fact that she felt excited by the prospect of being executed for the sexual pleasure of others.
The Executioner had finished with her ankle bindings but unobserved and still knelling, she tenderly kissed Adeline’s pussy lips.
Adeline almost jumped in surprise, but kept herself in check and remained still. The kiss had been soft, and delicious. A real bliss! But more important were the feelings and the respect that conveyed. When her Executioner stood in front of her both looked intently into each other’s eyes and Adeline tried to communicate how grateful she felt by her gesture. Now she felt fully ready for what awaited her.
But before, she wanted to know,
-Madame le bourreau, for how long will I stay hanged?
-The rules dictates that you will remain hanged for one hour. I will stay with you the whole time and I will put you in your coffin myself, if you have no objections.
-Non, je vous remercie pour rester avec moi. Please do not remove the bindings, the plug or the rope. I wish to be buried as I was hanged.
-I will carry out your wishes. I will just put your skirt and knickers, folded, inside your coffin. I will take good care of you Mademoiselle Rozier.
-Merci Madame!
-Now let’s kill you-Her Executioner told her, still with their eyes locked.
-Yes, of course, Je vous en prie! - Adeline answered elated.
The Executioner took the noose and Adeline inclined her head to receive it. The noose was carefully tightened around her neck and her hair carefully tidied by her killer.
She felt another shiver when the rope touched her neck’s skin.
So soon now…
Madame le bourreau finished removing the slack of the rope, pretending to check her bindings, she lightly caressed her round buttocks. Another surge of pleasure overtook Adeline’s body.
The Executioner finished with her tasks and pronounced:
-Now let’s kill you-Her Executioner told her, still with their eyes locked.
-Yes, of course, Je vous en prie! - Adeline answered elated.
The Executioner took the noose and Adeline inclined her head to receive it. The noose was carefully tightened around her neck and her hair carefully tidied by her killer.
She felt another shiver when the rope touched her neck’s skin.
So soon now…
Madame le bourreau finished removing the slack of the rope, pretending to check her bindings, she lightly caressed her round buttocks. Another surge of pleasure overtook Adeline’s body.
The Executioner finished with her tasks and pronounced:
I wrote it years ago, as a tribute to Adeline (Hélene des Arbres) trying to capture a part of her unique universe.
I really admire her artwork. I sent the story to her and she like it and gave me permission to post it in the disappeared DOLCETTISH and to use one of her works as an illustration.
Now I am posting it here.
I hope you like it!
La Pendaison d’ Adeline, ( o une femme pendue). Adeline´s Hanging
Adeline was ready. She has put her best grey suit on, very elegant in cut, black stockings and high heel shoes. She added a beautiful flower brooch. On her last visit to her coiffeur, she asked it cut short, in order to leave her neck bare, but the result was quite stylish to her surprise.
And she had also her pussy shaved.
She contemplated her reflection in her cell’s mirror and noticed with satisfaction that she looked severe, but chic and attractive at the same time.
Soon the Executioner came to prepare her. She was also a very attractive woman, discreetly dress in severe black. She proceeded to restrain Adeline’s arms, both at the elbows and at the wrists. No words were exchanged. None were needed. The previous day her Executioner had come to cover the different aspects of the execution and to answer her questions.
She had discovered with a pleasant surprise that Adeline not only wasn’t going to resist but was excited by the prospect of her execution.
This was going to be an exchange. Her dream as Executioner!
-Est-ce que vous êtes prête? Asked Madame le bourreau.
-Oui Madame- Adeline answered. She had added “Madam” on purpose. It wasn’t necessary at all, but she did it as a small gesture of humiliation and submission. Her Executioner exchanged with her an intelligent look. This was going to be her best day at work ever!
They walked the corridors and reached the cover yard where the execution was going to take place and Adeline climbed the scaffold’s steps with decision and elegant movements.
While doing so, she was able to spy a plain pine coffin waiting for her body beneath the gallows.
Once on top she stood to the side of the trapdoor, as her Executioner has instructed her the previous day, and had the chance to observe the surroundings for the first time.
In front of the gallows about fifty women, were gathered. All were smartly dressed and were obviously persons of quality.
The hanging of such an elegant Dame and well-known artist had created a lot of expectation, and only very influential ladies had gotten one of the limited places.
They were silent, respectful but obviously excited by what they were about to witness.
Adeline was pleased by the audience and silently wished them to enjoy the show.
Her attention registered now the gallows. The square trapdoor waited ready on her left side and ran up to the front of the platform. Once it fell nothing will obstruct the view of her hanged body.
From the rope strung in the horizontal beam, a noose dangled: Her noose, the noose that was going to kill her at last. She felt a shiver going down her spine and the familiar mixture of fear and sexual arousal.
-Adeline, I have to finish now your preparations. I am sorry. Are you ready?
-Yes, I am. And don’t be sorry, it’s your duty.
-Very well. Still, you don’t want me to make it quick?
- No Madam, no need. You know what I feel. I don’t want any rush and I hope to be brave.
-Oh! I am sure you will behave like a queen! - Madame le bourreau answered- Stand still.
Quickly and deftly the Executioner unfastened Adeline’s skirt and let it fall around her ankles; Then in a fluid motion lowered her pants too.
-Step out.
Adeline obeyed and quickly her Exécutrice made skirt and knickers disappear. Now, from her waist down she only had her stockings, suspenders and high heels; everything in black and very elegant.
She was standing there, tied in front of the women invited to her execution, feeling the air caress her pussy and buttocks and every pair of eyes in the room, exploring her nakedness. It was a sweet humiliating feeling of total exposure.
Suddenly she felt a tender hand on her bum.
-Get ready and bent forward a little- The Executioner instructed. She had a big anal dildo on her right hand. Adeline obeyed and the Executioner inserted it up the condemned ass. It was very well lubricated, but even though Adeline felt it huge.
Officially the reason for it was to avoid the condemned soiling the gallows’ floor.
-Step over the trapdoor. Not very long now.
-Make it last Madam…you know…si’l vous plâit…-Adeline whispered.
-As you wish Mademoiselle Rozier.
Carefully and very conscious of the anal plug filling her completely, she positioned herself on the exact center of the trap door.
Adeline placed her feet close together.
Madame le bourreau knelt in front of her and proceeded to bind her ankles. The purpose of this was to ensure a clean fall through the trapdoor and a straight suspension.
Now Adeline had in front of her the open noose and it was through it, that she now looked at the public looking at her face. They were still silent and composed, but she could see in their eyes how much they craved for seeing her hanging naked dying slowly in her rope. Well, she was going to satisfy their expectations in a moment.
She once again marvelled at the fact that she felt excited by the prospect of being executed for the sexual pleasure of others.
The Executioner had finished with her ankle bindings but unobserved and still knelling, she tenderly kissed Adeline’s pussy lips.
Adeline almost jumped in surprise, but kept herself in check and remained still. The kiss had been soft, and delicious. A real bliss! But more important were the feelings and the respect that conveyed. When her Executioner stood in front of her both looked intently into each other’s eyes and Adeline tried to communicate how grateful she felt by her gesture. Now she felt fully ready for what awaited her.
But before, she wanted to know,
-Madame le bourreau, for how long will I stay hanged?
-The rules dictates that you will remain hanged for one hour. I will stay with you the whole time and I will put you in your coffin myself, if you have no objections.
-Non, je vous remercie pour rester avec moi. Please do not remove the bindings, the plug or the rope. I wish to be buried as I was hanged.
-I will carry out your wishes. I will just put your skirt and knickers, folded, inside your coffin. I will take good care of you Mademoiselle Rozier.
-Merci Madame!
-Now let’s kill you-Her Executioner told her, still with their eyes locked.
-Yes, of course, Je vous en prie! - Adeline answered elated.
The Executioner took the noose and Adeline inclined her head to receive it. The noose was carefully tightened around her neck and her hair carefully tidied by her killer.
She felt another shiver when the rope touched her neck’s skin.
So soon now…
Madame le bourreau finished removing the slack of the rope, pretending to check her bindings, she lightly caressed her round buttocks. Another surge of pleasure overtook Adeline’s body.
The Executioner finished with her tasks and pronounced:
-Now let’s kill you-Her Executioner told her, still with their eyes locked.
-Yes, of course, Je vous en prie! - Adeline answered elated.
The Executioner took the noose and Adeline inclined her head to receive it. The noose was carefully tightened around her neck and her hair carefully tidied by her killer.
She felt another shiver when the rope touched her neck’s skin.
So soon now…
Madame le bourreau finished removing the slack of the rope, pretending to check her bindings, she lightly caressed her round buttocks. Another surge of pleasure overtook Adeline’s body.
The Executioner finished with her tasks and pronounced:
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-You are now fully prepared for your hanging. Remember everything I told you in the cell. Open your hands and close them when you feel ready. I will pull the lever and hang you then.
No need to hurry, everybody is having a great time.
I hope you will enjoy the ride. Au revoir ma chérie!
- Au revoir, et merci pour tout Madame!
The public was breathless by the image she presented standing on the gallows. The contrast between her smart suit and careful attire on her upper body and her nakedness from her waist down was incredibly sexy! And this effect was greatly enhanced by the noose around the Dame’s neck.
She looked smashingly beautiful and so chic!
At last! - Adeline reflected- I am standing on the trapdoor, trussed up, arms and legs tied. I have the noose around my neck and I am ready for my hanging.
Probably I will regret it the moment I feel the noose closing around my neck. At that moment, as François Villon wrote I will learn how much my bum weights!
But it won’t matter, I will be already strung up and my Exécutrice will make sure that I am properly hanged and completely dead before getting me down. Yes, this is my place…
Straightening her back and taking a deep breath, Adeline Rozier closed her hands…
Her Executioner moved the lever and the trapdoor opened beneath Adeline’s beautiful shoes and she started to fall.
Her first impression was an instinctive fear of falling to the ground with arms and legs tied. But of course, she never reached the ground!
The rope stopped her with a jolt and she felt an incredible pain in her neck and a pressure that prevented her from breathing. To accommodate her own request, she had been rigged for a short drop.
During the first instants instincts took over and she struggled trying to fight the bounds and to find a place to stand. There was none, of course!
She realized that her performance wasn’t being proper and ladylike so with a great effort, she forced herself to hang limp and with total discipline and composure.
“I am here to let the rope kill me, there is no point fighting it”- She reminded herself- “So let’s retain as much dignity as possible, and let’s die like a Dame!”
Her body had adjusted a little to the pain and she was able now to reflect that, at last, she had been hanged! Yes! She had been hanged properly by a professional!
Her body was now rotating slowly dangling at the end of her rope and now she was again facing the public,
She saw them watching her in amazement, obviously excited and with lust on their eyes.
She felt delightfully exposed and humiliated, but also flattered by their evident admiration.
Seeing them having a sexual reaction to her suffering and nakedness had a profoundly erotic effect upon Adeline herself! Through their eyes she could see the strong sensuality of her own suspended body. Obviously, she looked beautiful.
In spite of the pain, her arousal picked and she started to rub her tights and knees together, trying to stimulate herself. The ankle bounds, the butt plug, the lack of oxygen…everything enhanced her sensations!
But now she felt she was trashing too much for her taste, so she tried again to regain her composure and submit wholly to her noose.
Bur she was also still too conscious of the butt plug filling her and of the tingling on her clit! So, it was difficult to calm herself.
Just then, she heard her Executioner whispering close to her ear:
-" C'est très bien ma chérie! Restez tranquille, vous êtes très bien pendue et je suis très fière de vous!
At the same time, she felt her soft and tender hands on her skin; one on her pussy, the other on her buttocks, steadying her body, stopping her rotation and setting her again facing the audience.
She felt so grateful for the respect and love that her words again transmitted to her in such a difficult and important moment in her life! Her last!
She wanted to be appreciated by the ladies gathered to witness her execution, but especially she now wanted to please Madame le bourreau!
And then, one of her Executioner’s fingers shot inside her, and with a single pressure on her clit, send her in the wildest and biggest orgasm in her life! Her last also!
Her body was out of control, she bucked and shook trembling of pleasure; But also, because the noose was killing her fast now and she was being seized by her death throes.
The pressure was incredible, her breath completely cut.
“But of course,”- she lucidly thought – “that is the point of being hanged today. To allow the rope to kill me!”
Her convulsions subsided and out of strength, her body hanged limp at last. Her conscience was fading and her last thought was:
“This is the place I had to be today...hanging from my noose...I wouldn’t have missed it for nothing in the world...What a perfect execution...”
Blackness and peace...
The audience was impressed by the way she had hanged and Madame le bourreau remained with her on the scaffold the whole hour prescribed to let the body hanging to ensure the proper accomplishment of the procedure.
She only left when the corpse, according to Adeline´s last wishes, still noosed and bound, was put in her coffin. And when she did it, she had tears on her cheeks...
THE END
No need to hurry, everybody is having a great time.
I hope you will enjoy the ride. Au revoir ma chérie!
- Au revoir, et merci pour tout Madame!
The public was breathless by the image she presented standing on the gallows. The contrast between her smart suit and careful attire on her upper body and her nakedness from her waist down was incredibly sexy! And this effect was greatly enhanced by the noose around the Dame’s neck.
She looked smashingly beautiful and so chic!
At last! - Adeline reflected- I am standing on the trapdoor, trussed up, arms and legs tied. I have the noose around my neck and I am ready for my hanging.
Probably I will regret it the moment I feel the noose closing around my neck. At that moment, as François Villon wrote I will learn how much my bum weights!
But it won’t matter, I will be already strung up and my Exécutrice will make sure that I am properly hanged and completely dead before getting me down. Yes, this is my place…
Straightening her back and taking a deep breath, Adeline Rozier closed her hands…
Her Executioner moved the lever and the trapdoor opened beneath Adeline’s beautiful shoes and she started to fall.
Her first impression was an instinctive fear of falling to the ground with arms and legs tied. But of course, she never reached the ground!
The rope stopped her with a jolt and she felt an incredible pain in her neck and a pressure that prevented her from breathing. To accommodate her own request, she had been rigged for a short drop.
During the first instants instincts took over and she struggled trying to fight the bounds and to find a place to stand. There was none, of course!
She realized that her performance wasn’t being proper and ladylike so with a great effort, she forced herself to hang limp and with total discipline and composure.
“I am here to let the rope kill me, there is no point fighting it”- She reminded herself- “So let’s retain as much dignity as possible, and let’s die like a Dame!”
Her body had adjusted a little to the pain and she was able now to reflect that, at last, she had been hanged! Yes! She had been hanged properly by a professional!
Her body was now rotating slowly dangling at the end of her rope and now she was again facing the public,
She saw them watching her in amazement, obviously excited and with lust on their eyes.
She felt delightfully exposed and humiliated, but also flattered by their evident admiration.
Seeing them having a sexual reaction to her suffering and nakedness had a profoundly erotic effect upon Adeline herself! Through their eyes she could see the strong sensuality of her own suspended body. Obviously, she looked beautiful.
In spite of the pain, her arousal picked and she started to rub her tights and knees together, trying to stimulate herself. The ankle bounds, the butt plug, the lack of oxygen…everything enhanced her sensations!
But now she felt she was trashing too much for her taste, so she tried again to regain her composure and submit wholly to her noose.
Bur she was also still too conscious of the butt plug filling her and of the tingling on her clit! So, it was difficult to calm herself.
Just then, she heard her Executioner whispering close to her ear:
-" C'est très bien ma chérie! Restez tranquille, vous êtes très bien pendue et je suis très fière de vous!
At the same time, she felt her soft and tender hands on her skin; one on her pussy, the other on her buttocks, steadying her body, stopping her rotation and setting her again facing the audience.
She felt so grateful for the respect and love that her words again transmitted to her in such a difficult and important moment in her life! Her last!
She wanted to be appreciated by the ladies gathered to witness her execution, but especially she now wanted to please Madame le bourreau!
And then, one of her Executioner’s fingers shot inside her, and with a single pressure on her clit, send her in the wildest and biggest orgasm in her life! Her last also!
Her body was out of control, she bucked and shook trembling of pleasure; But also, because the noose was killing her fast now and she was being seized by her death throes.
The pressure was incredible, her breath completely cut.
“But of course,”- she lucidly thought – “that is the point of being hanged today. To allow the rope to kill me!”
Her convulsions subsided and out of strength, her body hanged limp at last. Her conscience was fading and her last thought was:
“This is the place I had to be today...hanging from my noose...I wouldn’t have missed it for nothing in the world...What a perfect execution...”
Blackness and peace...
The audience was impressed by the way she had hanged and Madame le bourreau remained with her on the scaffold the whole hour prescribed to let the body hanging to ensure the proper accomplishment of the procedure.
She only left when the corpse, according to Adeline´s last wishes, still noosed and bound, was put in her coffin. And when she did it, she had tears on her cheeks...
THE END