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A small group of men is sitting to my right. Most of them are smoking. We're in some kind of office, very large. A desk is set far off by the windows. It's dark outside. My thoughts are racing fast. Come on Mary, slow down. There's a reason my thoughts are racing. I'm looking at my lover Holly. She's standing almost naked on a chair with a noose around her neck. The rope she's attached to hasn't much slack. It's fixed to the ceiling above her head. Her toes extend over the edge of the chair seat. A man is waiting behind her chair.
I'm facing Holly on an identical chair. I wear an identical noose. Except for my earrings and the panties around my knees, the noose is all I have on.
Holly and I stole money from the syndicate together. We were caught together. When they told us we'd be hanged, we asked to go together. I'm very frightened, I don't want to die, but having Holly here makes it a little easier.
I can feel a knot behind my ear. The rope around my neck is smooth. It feels like my panties, only tighter. I can see Holly's panties better than mine. They're blue, and twisted at her knees.
Looking at her pussy is making me twitchy. It's so beautiful with it's pretty grove of hair. The lips are open a bit. I'm sure that mine are too.
I don't understand this twitching. I mean, why I'm twitching, why now. When they put me on the chair and pulled my panties down I began to feel warm in my middle. When they put the noose around my neck it got stronger. I guess it's my defense mechanism, so I don't think so much about the other thing.
When I watched Holly go up after, her noose slipped on, I had to squeeze my legs together. She's looking at me right now. I can tell she feels it too. I'd like to rub against her and I can't. I'd like to hold her, but she's over there. And our hands are tied behind us. So I'm concentrating on the rope around my neck. It's the one holding me. I know what it will do to me. The most intense experience I will ever have. It's scary. I wish someone would touch me.
The man behind Holly is moving. No! He's pulling out her chair! God, Holly is hanging. She looks so afraid. She's choking. Her feet can't find the chair. She's kicking her legs towards mine.
Why am I still here? Do they want me to stand on my chair and watch Holly die? That's evil. That's wrong. I won't do it. I'm stepping off the chair. Oh! That jerk on my neck is shocking. And I did it myself.
The rope is awfully tight. I can feel it pressing deep all around my neck. It's holding my head up at an angle. I'm making a strange gagging noise trying to breathe, but I'm getting some air. I hadn't thought I would. I see Holly in front of me. She's calmer now. Her face is kind of red.
I think I've been kicking too. My panties are gone. My wits are returning. I stretch my left leg out carefully. There's nothing there. I'm hanging in the air. If the noose wasn't squeezing my neck so much, this would be alright. Even with the tightness of the rope, it's kind of sensual. Maybe because of the rope. There, I can see my panties on the floor. Holly's too.
It's getting harder now. I have to work my throat more. The gagging sound is awful but I can still breathe a little. I have some time. Holly's sounds are more like retching, but from under water. My head feels funny. My chest is beginning to bother me. I'll focus between my legs. Lots of sensation there. I know I'm wet. I'm drifting.
Holly has turned on the rope and her back is to me. That's OK. It's not so important to see her now. I've got my own world of feelings. So much pressure in my head. And my chest. And warm between my legs. I'm trying for another breath, just one more, but nothing happens. I can't get one this time.
Uh oh, my chest is really pushing. It's really bad. I can't stand this for long. I'd give anything to breathe a little more. The rope won't let me. I don't want to die so soon.
My body's taking over. I'm kicking very hard. It hurts my neck and I get no air. My throat seems closed off. My chest hurts so much. It's going to explode. Please make it stop! Please!
And finally it does. I don't know why. My chest is quiet. I'm relaxing. I can't see much. My ears are ringing. I'm tingling more between my legs. It feels good. The thousand little loves before I come. I don't think I'll get there. I know it's almost over. No more coming for me. But this is nice. Good bye Holly.
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