(Snuff ending)
I feel him pulling me and follow him back, off the platform. My weight drives his member deeper into me. I gasp in surprise… just as the noose tightens around my neck… but I can only get a trickle of air."Look in the mirror. See how the knot pushes your head over to one side. How the rope bites into your neck?"
Now this is real helplessness. I can't move my hands, I'm hanging, the noose tight around my neck, can't breathe, I fight to control my panic; I sure can't afford to start thrashing now, I'm getting too little air as it is. I calm myself down and look in the mirror. He's right, I do look sexy like that.I thought sure she was going to start struggling as soon as she felt the noose tighten; she sure has a lot of self-control. But it won't be long now… I can wait.
I can feel him way deep in me, even not moving. Feels a little uncomfortable, but sexy too. I must be really tight around him. I bet he likes that a lot.She's starting to pant pretty loud, but she's moaning too. Sounds like she's still enjoying this.But my neck… The rope hurts, and I'm straining just to get a little air. Not enough. Not nearly enough. But I feel the sexy feeling building in me…
Please, I'm running out of air. Get me out of this. Please. Let me breathe… got to find some floor…Hah! Now she's dancing for me. Aaah. Bouncing up and down and around on my cock. What a sensation. Aaaaaaah.
Arrgh! I'm strangling. Please… Air… I'm kicking and straining like mad. Buck, heave, get a little tiny breath. Can't keep this up for long, I'm running out. And every heave just pulls the rope tighter. But my movements are doing interesting things with his member in my ass. If I can just last a little longer…Oh this is good. She's bouncing around like crazy now. It's hard to hold back, but I want to enjoy the whole dance if I can.
Aah! I think I'm… I'm… I'm coming! I'm… AaaaaaaShe's slowing down now. Won't be long now. Good thing, too, I'm about ready to pop!
Can't bounce up enough to get air now… Too weak to fight any more… Everything's fading…She's going. Soon….
I'm done… Noose too tight… can't breathe… can't see… can't….She's about done. I look in the mirror and see her head tilted way to the side by the knot. Her neck is about two inches longer now, what a beauty!
Goodbye, Master…I can't stand it any more. Aaaaaaaaaah! Thrusting hard and fast in her ass, knowing she's dying around me as I start to come into her rectum.
Aaaaah! A bonus! Her body convulsing as she dies, me still pulsing into her…. I…. have to sit down…
Huh…. Uh….. I collapse into a chair just before my knees give out. Need to rest….
I'm so glad I volunteered for this. I may never have another experience like this in my life, but I'll remember this feeling forever.
She was terrific! What a waste. But Master ordered her to die; it's not up to me to change that. And she died, as ordered. Died very well.
I guess I'll clean up here. I get a knife and cut her body down, leaving the noose around her neck as a final gift. I pick her up and put her in the coffin Master Damien provided. Straighten her legs. Close her bulging eyes. Put her tongue back in her mouth.
Kiss her gently on the lips and again on the eyelids.
"Goodbye. You died bravely and… repaid me very well for being your executioner. Goodbye." I go to report her death to Master.
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