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For Hanging And Noose Lovers!
Loxuru
Graf von Kreuzigung
Is that book intended as an extra support to stand on or was it that terrible to read?
riwa
Governor
Teri and the Elves
Teri was doing her Christmas shopping at the mall when she passed by the big Christmas display. Elves were busy putting up decorations… or at least they looked like elves. They weren’t very big, but they sure looked cute.
A couple of them were passing out cards for Santa’s hours for the kiddies. One smiled as he put one in Teri’s hand. “I’m betting Santa would like to see you,” he told her.
“Oh, I don’t have any kids,” Teri replied with a smile, handing it back.
“I wasn’t thinking about the kids. I was thinking Santa would like to see you.”
“Oh really? What would he like to see?”
“I think he’d like to find out if you’re naughty or nice.”
“Oh, I can be very naughty.”
“Is that so? Santa might be interested. How’d you like to become an elf?”
“What are the benefits?”
“Oh, I think Santa could put much more than coal in your stocking, if you know what I mean.”
“That sounds like it might be fun.”
“You know, before you meet Santa you’ll have to pass through a rigorous screening process in order to become an elf.”
“Screening process?”
“Oh yes. You see me and the guys would have to inspect every inch of you to make sure you would be appropriate to display before Santa.”
“Inspect? Display?”
“Of course, honey. Elves have needs too, you know. I’d just love to bury my face into those tits of yours.”
“Why you fucking pervert! I should report you to Santa right now!”
“Why; what’s the problem? I thought you were a slut! You sure were acting like a slut.”
“I sure as hell wasn’t!”
“What? You mean you wouldn’t want to find out what it’s like to be fucked by an elf before you move on to the main event?”
“You asshole!” and she slapped him hard. It caught him by surprise, making him take a tumble onto the floor.
He angrily got to his feet and faced her… well, he faced her stomach. He had to look up into her eyes while trying to dampen his fury. “I’ll tell you what, you stupid bitch. It’s the Christmas season. And since it’s the Christmas season I’ll graciously accept your apology.”
“Get the hell out of my face, shorty, or I’ll give you a swift kick right up your apology!” Then she turned and left in a huff.
The elf watched her go as he was filled with a burning anger. “That was a stupid thing to do, bitch,” he muttered as she walked away. “Don’t you know Santa knows where you live? And what Santa knows, I know as well…”
--
Back at her house, the incident with the elf was forgotten as Teri finished decorating her tree. She stepped back to admire her handiwork. Not bad for handling everything all by herself!
She fixed herself a cup of hot cocoa as she looked at the tree with the lights blinking. It had taken the better part of the afternoon as well as most of the evening. She prided herself on her attention to detail. Now it was paying off.
She looked out through a window at the snow beginning to fall. It filled her with the Christmas spirit. Then her mind wandered back to the incident at the mall with the elf.
She shook her head, chuckling to herself. That perverted bastard. She doubted he had anything big enough to satisfy her in the bedroom.
She heard a thump from somewhere up above. She frowned as she looked upward, listening intently. Then she heard more thumps.
What the hell?? It sounded like someone was up on her roof! Who the hell would be up there while it was snowing like this??
She stood up at the sound of another thump from above. It made her look at the fire she had going in the fireplace. The tree was in the opposite corner so as not to create any kind of fire hazard, especially since she liked a nice, warm fire in the evenings.
With a WHOOMP the fire went completely out. Teri stared at it in shock. That’s when a small bundle tumbled down through the chimney into her room. It was followed by another and another until there were six green velvet bundles.
The fire suddenly came back on with a WHOOMP as though it had never gone out. She stared at it in alarm. Then the bundles morphed into six small… WHAT THE HELL??
Teri stared at the elf she’d pissed off earlier that day. “How the hell did you do that?? What are you doing here?? Get the hell out of my living room! Get out – get out!”
“Not until we teach you a lesson, bitch!” And with that they charged her.
Teri let out a shriek, wondering if she was having a bad dream. She was quickly brought back to reality when they grabbed onto her legs as though trying to pull down a large tree. She beat them off until they started pummeling her.
They grabbed her arms as a couple of punches to the stomach bent her over. Then they had her down on the floor. That’s when they started dragging her to her back bedroom.
She let out another scream until one sat on her face, muffling her cries. The others grabbed her arms and legs so she couldn’t put up a fight. Then she was dragged into her bedroom.
She let out another muffled cry as they started stripping her out of her clothes. “Inspection for Santa, bitch! Right now you’ve been very naughty!”
The covers were pulled off the bed as she continued to struggle to avoid being fully disrobed. But there were too many of them. Teri didn’t know whether to be frightened or indignant, especially at their size.
She worked her arms free as they hauled her up onto the bed naked. She screamed as one of them jumped her face, stuffing her panties into her mouth. A couple of hard punches into her gut quieted her down.
They grabbed her arms and stretched them out to the upper corners of her bed. To her horror she discovered they had some sort of red and green striped rope they were using to tie her wrists off to the corners. She shook her head as she humped and twisted, trying to kick at them with her legs.
She got another couple of punches in the gut before the elves grabbed her ankles and spread them wide. More of that Christmas colored rope was used to tie her ankles to the bottom corners of the bed. Now she was immobile, naked, spread-eagled, and trembling with fear.
Each one climbed onto her naked body, smacked her exposed tits hard, and then slapped her face. The elf she recognized went last. “This is for how you treated me, bitch!” he said as he slapped her face hard.
“She doesn’t think our cocks are that big!” one of the others stated. Teri looked at him in alarm. How the hell had he learned that? Were they somehow eavesdropping on her thoughts? But that was impossible!
“I guess we’ll show her,” the one sitting on her chest declared as he began undressing.
Teri looked at how small his cock seemed to be. Then he put it between her tits and started to fuck her. To her shock it started to grow and harden until it became incredibly large for his size.
He roughly fucked her tits hard, telling her he’d imagined doing this to her back at the mall. Teri cried out indignantly. Then she felt something happening down below… as though one of the bastards was playing with her ass!
She let out a cry as something pushed its way inside. Then she felt a burning. Her eyes widened as she let out a muffled cry of horror.
“First one went right in, Kubek!”
“Give her more, Tory! This bitch is going to feel our wrath tonight.” Then he smiled at her as he continued fucking her tits.
“Feel that back there, bitch? That’s a special version of one of our cinnamon candy canes. They burn when they go into the back door.” Then she screamed as she felt another one push its way inside.
His cock dripped as he brutally fucked her tits. She screamed as a third candy cane penetrated her ass. That’s when his cock went off, his cream arcing up and then coming down onto her face.
“Ok, Regnor; you’re next. I got her tits ready for you!” And with that he climbed off, only to be replaced by another one.
Another dick was put between her tits to fuck her breasts. The cock grew until it was almost the size of the previous one. Teri couldn’t believe it!
A fourth candy cane was inserted, causing her to cry out. Her ass started clenching from the pain. Then she felt a small hand push its way into her pussy, fisting her and making her cry out.
“She’s wet as hell, Bornak! I think she’s ready for your cock!” It was the voice of that bastard Kubek.
It felt like someone climbed off the back of the bed, only for another to climb on to take his place. That’s when Teri felt a cock push its way inside her wet cunt. It swelled to a remarkable size until she felt a pressure from it as well as the candy canes forced into her other hole.
She cried out as her tits and cunt were raped. The cock between her mounds went off, spraying more cum onto her face and upper chest. Then he climbed off, only for another one to climb on and take his place.
Another cock swelled between her breasts as she was titty-fucked again. The one in back let out a cry of enthusiasm as a load of hot cream filled her. Then he pulled out, only for another to climb on and shove his hardening dick into her wet opening.
Teri cried and sobbed as they fucked and abused her. She got another candy cane shoved up her butt… and then another. It burned like fire, her pussy furiously clenching around each cock that entered her pussy until she milked a cum out of each and every one.
It was the fourth cock going off in her pussy that triggered a shameful orgasm. Teri stopped struggling all together. Besides, there was no point in resisting. The pleasure was humiliating, but at least she could tolerate her abuse better so long as she could get some small enjoyment out of it.
A couple more candy canes were shoved up her ass. It made it hurt so good the way it caused her pussy to milk the cock fucking her. It wasn’t long before Terrie was screaming from the orgasms.
Her abuse finally came to an end, but not until all the bastards had come on her face, tits and in her pussy several times. She had no idea how they managed it. Then they untied her from the bed.
She weakly begged them to remove the candy canes from her butt. They refused, perhaps because they didn’t understand her through the panties in her mouth. At least she wasn’t tied spread-eagled on the bed anymore.
They carefully tied her arms behind her back. She grunted as she tried to ask what they were going to do to her next. Then they got her off the bed and carried her into the living room. That’s when Teri discovered her tree was gone.
“YOU BASTARDS!” she cried out into the panties in her mouth. “What did you do with my tree??” All her hard work – all those hours – had gone for naught.
She looked around until she spotted part of the undecorated tree sticking out from the corner to the kitchen. The ornaments seemed to be scattered all around the living room. In place of the tree was a small stool… and a dangling rope?
Teri followed the rope upward. That’s when she saw the noose hanging down from the ceiling. She let out a muffled cry of alarm as she began shaking her head.
She tried to resist as they marched her over to the stool. They looped the noose around her neck and then pulled it tight. In order to avoid strangling she was forced to step up onto the stool to ease the tension.
She wanted to tell them she was up now and they could go easy on her. But they pulled on the rope until her heels were lifted up off the stool. Teri shuffled around on the balls of her feet, grunting muffled whimpers of fright.
She looked at the elf named Kubek and tried to apologize. But he was busy instructing the others to begin hanging the ornaments. To her horror one of them took a colorful bulb with a hook on the end and dug it into her upper thigh to hang it.
Teri let out a muffled cry as the hook to the ornament pierced her flesh. More elves brought more ornaments over. She screamed from each one as they were hooked painfully into her glistening skin. She cried out each time one was dug in snug, apparently to make sure she could not shake it off.
One of the elves got a step ladder. He climbed up and began attaching ornaments to her tits, digging the hooks into her flesh. Terrie cried out again and again, her body wincing and jerking with each hook embedded.
Ornaments were hung off her nipples using alligator clamps. A huge knitting needle was pushed through both tits so they could hang more decorations. Teri screamed again from the pain, dimly aware they were even hanging ornaments all the way down her backside from her shoulders to her ass.
She yelped, whimpered and screamed as the lights were hung up next. One of the elves noticed she was losing the mass of canes in her ass. Kubek told an elf, “Better replace ‘em, Bornak.”
Teri was hopeful what was left of them would be coming out. Instead he simply began pushing more up her bum, forcing the ones inside even deeper. She jerked and screamed as he forced as many up her ass as he could. Her pussy furiously clenched as she dripped her agonizing arousal, causing one of the elves to laugh as he fisted her while he was in the area.
The lights were finished and some garland was added. Then the elves went around throwing tinsel up onto her decorated body. Teri began to look like some gruesome Christmas decoration with ornaments, lights and tinsel clinging to her naked form from a multitude of sharp hooks leaving bloody little wounds.
One of the elves asked if they were going to put her on a stand. Another went and got two brooms and a mop. The ends were cut off before all three were strapped together and then forced up her twat. Teri screamed at the violation as she wet herself and then climaxed.
“Let’s see what she looks like,” Kubek told them. The lights were plugged in and came on. Teri whimpered as she shuffled around on the balls of her feet, the noose ominous around her throat.
“Got anything left to plug into this strand?” one of the elves asked. “There’s this last plug on the end we could use for more lights or something special.”
Kubek disappeared for a moment. When he returned Teri saw he had her electric curling iron in his hand. She screamed into the panties in her mouth when he gleefully forced it all the way inside her pussy along with the broomsticks. Her holes were so tightly filled and so uncomfortable there was no way of pushing the objects out to achieve any kind of relief.
One of the other elves went to the kitchen. He returned and shoved one last item up her cunt. Then the elves pulled the stool away.
Teri gawked in horror, the noose taking her full weight as her feet struggled to find solid footing. Then her body began to kick. She hurt all over from the hooks in her flesh, her tits bouncing painfully as the skewer and ornaments dangling from her nipples added to her misery.
It wasn’t long until she felt a new pain. There was a fire in her pussy to match the one up her ass. Then she smelled charring flesh from the way her cunt was burning from the curling iron.
She kicked; she danced; she humped; she jerked around. But she never lost a single ornament or the objects shoved up her pussy and ass. Even with all the pain she was experiencing, it was ultimately the noose that was taking her life.
She humped the air as she had one last massive orgasm. Then she hung limp as she gently swung back and forth. The elves oohed and aahed and applauded her performance.
They smelled the burning in her cunt. Then something popped out. An elf had shoved a turkey timer up there for good measure.
“Well done, Bornak!” Kubek observed, checking the timer. “Looks like the bitch is done!” As if on cue a trickle of urine dribbled down her legs to splatter onto the floor.
“Let’s pack it up, guys,” Kubek told his associates. They gathered up all their belongings. Then the fire went out in the fireplace long enough for them to form little green bundles and roll up the chimney.
The fire came back on, crackling with its warmth. Teri hung naked, the cum on her face and tits glistening. Her soft, dark red hair matched the Christmas theme as it reflected the lights blinking off and on.
Two of her neighbors walked by outside in the snow. They saw the lights beyond the curtain and remarked that Teri had her decorations up. But they were more than a little curious about the strange shape of her Christmas tree…
© 2017 (written for Teri Dec 3 ’17 by riwa)
(Picture provided by Teri and used for illustrations purposes only.)
(Is the moral of this story: never piss off an elf?)
Teri was doing her Christmas shopping at the mall when she passed by the big Christmas display. Elves were busy putting up decorations… or at least they looked like elves. They weren’t very big, but they sure looked cute.
A couple of them were passing out cards for Santa’s hours for the kiddies. One smiled as he put one in Teri’s hand. “I’m betting Santa would like to see you,” he told her.
“Oh, I don’t have any kids,” Teri replied with a smile, handing it back.
“I wasn’t thinking about the kids. I was thinking Santa would like to see you.”
“Oh really? What would he like to see?”
“I think he’d like to find out if you’re naughty or nice.”
“Oh, I can be very naughty.”
“Is that so? Santa might be interested. How’d you like to become an elf?”
“What are the benefits?”
“Oh, I think Santa could put much more than coal in your stocking, if you know what I mean.”
“That sounds like it might be fun.”
“You know, before you meet Santa you’ll have to pass through a rigorous screening process in order to become an elf.”
“Screening process?”
“Oh yes. You see me and the guys would have to inspect every inch of you to make sure you would be appropriate to display before Santa.”
“Inspect? Display?”
“Of course, honey. Elves have needs too, you know. I’d just love to bury my face into those tits of yours.”
“Why you fucking pervert! I should report you to Santa right now!”
“Why; what’s the problem? I thought you were a slut! You sure were acting like a slut.”
“I sure as hell wasn’t!”
“What? You mean you wouldn’t want to find out what it’s like to be fucked by an elf before you move on to the main event?”
“You asshole!” and she slapped him hard. It caught him by surprise, making him take a tumble onto the floor.
He angrily got to his feet and faced her… well, he faced her stomach. He had to look up into her eyes while trying to dampen his fury. “I’ll tell you what, you stupid bitch. It’s the Christmas season. And since it’s the Christmas season I’ll graciously accept your apology.”
“Get the hell out of my face, shorty, or I’ll give you a swift kick right up your apology!” Then she turned and left in a huff.
The elf watched her go as he was filled with a burning anger. “That was a stupid thing to do, bitch,” he muttered as she walked away. “Don’t you know Santa knows where you live? And what Santa knows, I know as well…”
--
Back at her house, the incident with the elf was forgotten as Teri finished decorating her tree. She stepped back to admire her handiwork. Not bad for handling everything all by herself!
She fixed herself a cup of hot cocoa as she looked at the tree with the lights blinking. It had taken the better part of the afternoon as well as most of the evening. She prided herself on her attention to detail. Now it was paying off.
She looked out through a window at the snow beginning to fall. It filled her with the Christmas spirit. Then her mind wandered back to the incident at the mall with the elf.
She shook her head, chuckling to herself. That perverted bastard. She doubted he had anything big enough to satisfy her in the bedroom.
She heard a thump from somewhere up above. She frowned as she looked upward, listening intently. Then she heard more thumps.
What the hell?? It sounded like someone was up on her roof! Who the hell would be up there while it was snowing like this??
She stood up at the sound of another thump from above. It made her look at the fire she had going in the fireplace. The tree was in the opposite corner so as not to create any kind of fire hazard, especially since she liked a nice, warm fire in the evenings.
With a WHOOMP the fire went completely out. Teri stared at it in shock. That’s when a small bundle tumbled down through the chimney into her room. It was followed by another and another until there were six green velvet bundles.
The fire suddenly came back on with a WHOOMP as though it had never gone out. She stared at it in alarm. Then the bundles morphed into six small… WHAT THE HELL??
Teri stared at the elf she’d pissed off earlier that day. “How the hell did you do that?? What are you doing here?? Get the hell out of my living room! Get out – get out!”
“Not until we teach you a lesson, bitch!” And with that they charged her.
Teri let out a shriek, wondering if she was having a bad dream. She was quickly brought back to reality when they grabbed onto her legs as though trying to pull down a large tree. She beat them off until they started pummeling her.
They grabbed her arms as a couple of punches to the stomach bent her over. Then they had her down on the floor. That’s when they started dragging her to her back bedroom.
She let out another scream until one sat on her face, muffling her cries. The others grabbed her arms and legs so she couldn’t put up a fight. Then she was dragged into her bedroom.
She let out another muffled cry as they started stripping her out of her clothes. “Inspection for Santa, bitch! Right now you’ve been very naughty!”
The covers were pulled off the bed as she continued to struggle to avoid being fully disrobed. But there were too many of them. Teri didn’t know whether to be frightened or indignant, especially at their size.
She worked her arms free as they hauled her up onto the bed naked. She screamed as one of them jumped her face, stuffing her panties into her mouth. A couple of hard punches into her gut quieted her down.
They grabbed her arms and stretched them out to the upper corners of her bed. To her horror she discovered they had some sort of red and green striped rope they were using to tie her wrists off to the corners. She shook her head as she humped and twisted, trying to kick at them with her legs.
She got another couple of punches in the gut before the elves grabbed her ankles and spread them wide. More of that Christmas colored rope was used to tie her ankles to the bottom corners of the bed. Now she was immobile, naked, spread-eagled, and trembling with fear.
Each one climbed onto her naked body, smacked her exposed tits hard, and then slapped her face. The elf she recognized went last. “This is for how you treated me, bitch!” he said as he slapped her face hard.
“She doesn’t think our cocks are that big!” one of the others stated. Teri looked at him in alarm. How the hell had he learned that? Were they somehow eavesdropping on her thoughts? But that was impossible!
“I guess we’ll show her,” the one sitting on her chest declared as he began undressing.
Teri looked at how small his cock seemed to be. Then he put it between her tits and started to fuck her. To her shock it started to grow and harden until it became incredibly large for his size.
He roughly fucked her tits hard, telling her he’d imagined doing this to her back at the mall. Teri cried out indignantly. Then she felt something happening down below… as though one of the bastards was playing with her ass!
She let out a cry as something pushed its way inside. Then she felt a burning. Her eyes widened as she let out a muffled cry of horror.
“First one went right in, Kubek!”
“Give her more, Tory! This bitch is going to feel our wrath tonight.” Then he smiled at her as he continued fucking her tits.
“Feel that back there, bitch? That’s a special version of one of our cinnamon candy canes. They burn when they go into the back door.” Then she screamed as she felt another one push its way inside.
His cock dripped as he brutally fucked her tits. She screamed as a third candy cane penetrated her ass. That’s when his cock went off, his cream arcing up and then coming down onto her face.
“Ok, Regnor; you’re next. I got her tits ready for you!” And with that he climbed off, only to be replaced by another one.
Another dick was put between her tits to fuck her breasts. The cock grew until it was almost the size of the previous one. Teri couldn’t believe it!
A fourth candy cane was inserted, causing her to cry out. Her ass started clenching from the pain. Then she felt a small hand push its way into her pussy, fisting her and making her cry out.
“She’s wet as hell, Bornak! I think she’s ready for your cock!” It was the voice of that bastard Kubek.
It felt like someone climbed off the back of the bed, only for another to climb on to take his place. That’s when Teri felt a cock push its way inside her wet cunt. It swelled to a remarkable size until she felt a pressure from it as well as the candy canes forced into her other hole.
She cried out as her tits and cunt were raped. The cock between her mounds went off, spraying more cum onto her face and upper chest. Then he climbed off, only for another one to climb on and take his place.
Another cock swelled between her breasts as she was titty-fucked again. The one in back let out a cry of enthusiasm as a load of hot cream filled her. Then he pulled out, only for another to climb on and shove his hardening dick into her wet opening.
Teri cried and sobbed as they fucked and abused her. She got another candy cane shoved up her butt… and then another. It burned like fire, her pussy furiously clenching around each cock that entered her pussy until she milked a cum out of each and every one.
It was the fourth cock going off in her pussy that triggered a shameful orgasm. Teri stopped struggling all together. Besides, there was no point in resisting. The pleasure was humiliating, but at least she could tolerate her abuse better so long as she could get some small enjoyment out of it.
A couple more candy canes were shoved up her ass. It made it hurt so good the way it caused her pussy to milk the cock fucking her. It wasn’t long before Terrie was screaming from the orgasms.
Her abuse finally came to an end, but not until all the bastards had come on her face, tits and in her pussy several times. She had no idea how they managed it. Then they untied her from the bed.
She weakly begged them to remove the candy canes from her butt. They refused, perhaps because they didn’t understand her through the panties in her mouth. At least she wasn’t tied spread-eagled on the bed anymore.
They carefully tied her arms behind her back. She grunted as she tried to ask what they were going to do to her next. Then they got her off the bed and carried her into the living room. That’s when Teri discovered her tree was gone.
“YOU BASTARDS!” she cried out into the panties in her mouth. “What did you do with my tree??” All her hard work – all those hours – had gone for naught.
She looked around until she spotted part of the undecorated tree sticking out from the corner to the kitchen. The ornaments seemed to be scattered all around the living room. In place of the tree was a small stool… and a dangling rope?
Teri followed the rope upward. That’s when she saw the noose hanging down from the ceiling. She let out a muffled cry of alarm as she began shaking her head.
She tried to resist as they marched her over to the stool. They looped the noose around her neck and then pulled it tight. In order to avoid strangling she was forced to step up onto the stool to ease the tension.
She wanted to tell them she was up now and they could go easy on her. But they pulled on the rope until her heels were lifted up off the stool. Teri shuffled around on the balls of her feet, grunting muffled whimpers of fright.
She looked at the elf named Kubek and tried to apologize. But he was busy instructing the others to begin hanging the ornaments. To her horror one of them took a colorful bulb with a hook on the end and dug it into her upper thigh to hang it.
Teri let out a muffled cry as the hook to the ornament pierced her flesh. More elves brought more ornaments over. She screamed from each one as they were hooked painfully into her glistening skin. She cried out each time one was dug in snug, apparently to make sure she could not shake it off.
One of the elves got a step ladder. He climbed up and began attaching ornaments to her tits, digging the hooks into her flesh. Terrie cried out again and again, her body wincing and jerking with each hook embedded.
Ornaments were hung off her nipples using alligator clamps. A huge knitting needle was pushed through both tits so they could hang more decorations. Teri screamed again from the pain, dimly aware they were even hanging ornaments all the way down her backside from her shoulders to her ass.
She yelped, whimpered and screamed as the lights were hung up next. One of the elves noticed she was losing the mass of canes in her ass. Kubek told an elf, “Better replace ‘em, Bornak.”
Teri was hopeful what was left of them would be coming out. Instead he simply began pushing more up her bum, forcing the ones inside even deeper. She jerked and screamed as he forced as many up her ass as he could. Her pussy furiously clenched as she dripped her agonizing arousal, causing one of the elves to laugh as he fisted her while he was in the area.
The lights were finished and some garland was added. Then the elves went around throwing tinsel up onto her decorated body. Teri began to look like some gruesome Christmas decoration with ornaments, lights and tinsel clinging to her naked form from a multitude of sharp hooks leaving bloody little wounds.
One of the elves asked if they were going to put her on a stand. Another went and got two brooms and a mop. The ends were cut off before all three were strapped together and then forced up her twat. Teri screamed at the violation as she wet herself and then climaxed.
“Let’s see what she looks like,” Kubek told them. The lights were plugged in and came on. Teri whimpered as she shuffled around on the balls of her feet, the noose ominous around her throat.
“Got anything left to plug into this strand?” one of the elves asked. “There’s this last plug on the end we could use for more lights or something special.”
Kubek disappeared for a moment. When he returned Teri saw he had her electric curling iron in his hand. She screamed into the panties in her mouth when he gleefully forced it all the way inside her pussy along with the broomsticks. Her holes were so tightly filled and so uncomfortable there was no way of pushing the objects out to achieve any kind of relief.
One of the other elves went to the kitchen. He returned and shoved one last item up her cunt. Then the elves pulled the stool away.
Teri gawked in horror, the noose taking her full weight as her feet struggled to find solid footing. Then her body began to kick. She hurt all over from the hooks in her flesh, her tits bouncing painfully as the skewer and ornaments dangling from her nipples added to her misery.
It wasn’t long until she felt a new pain. There was a fire in her pussy to match the one up her ass. Then she smelled charring flesh from the way her cunt was burning from the curling iron.
She kicked; she danced; she humped; she jerked around. But she never lost a single ornament or the objects shoved up her pussy and ass. Even with all the pain she was experiencing, it was ultimately the noose that was taking her life.
She humped the air as she had one last massive orgasm. Then she hung limp as she gently swung back and forth. The elves oohed and aahed and applauded her performance.
They smelled the burning in her cunt. Then something popped out. An elf had shoved a turkey timer up there for good measure.
“Well done, Bornak!” Kubek observed, checking the timer. “Looks like the bitch is done!” As if on cue a trickle of urine dribbled down her legs to splatter onto the floor.
“Let’s pack it up, guys,” Kubek told his associates. They gathered up all their belongings. Then the fire went out in the fireplace long enough for them to form little green bundles and roll up the chimney.
The fire came back on, crackling with its warmth. Teri hung naked, the cum on her face and tits glistening. Her soft, dark red hair matched the Christmas theme as it reflected the lights blinking off and on.
Two of her neighbors walked by outside in the snow. They saw the lights beyond the curtain and remarked that Teri had her decorations up. But they were more than a little curious about the strange shape of her Christmas tree…
© 2017 (written for Teri Dec 3 ’17 by riwa)
(Picture provided by Teri and used for illustrations purposes only.)
(Is the moral of this story: never piss off an elf?)
riwa
Governor
The black noose
The transport would be arriving soon. Then she could leave and be done with it. She had enjoyed living on the outskirts of Paris. But now she was looking forward to returning to her beloved Germany.
She had everything packed; she was ready to go. What was taking so long with that transport? She’d been informed they would arrive within the hour.
Perhaps it was the turn of the war. The allies were rapidly closing in on Paris. No doubt every transport was being commandeered to take troops and supplies either to the front of back in the direction of Germany.
She had just finished writing in her diary when she heard a knock at the front door. Finally! She went to go answer it, relieved the truck had finally arrived.
She let out a startled cry when she saw it wasn’t soldiers but partisans there to greet her. She started to scream, only to be manhandled back inside. Her heart rate skyrocketed.
She was slammed into her couch as a rifle was pointed right at her chest. She was sure they were going to shoot her right then and there. She closed her eyes, awaiting the bullets that would tear into her flesh.
She opened her eyes and saw two of them searching the facility. One of them came across her diary and opened it. Could they read German?
A couple of them began opening up her boxes. The one skimming the diary took it into the other room, no doubt to go through the boxes in there. She tensed, wondering what they would find and what they might do to her.
She started to speak, only for one to point the barrel of the rifle right at her face. She wisely kept her tongue. She did not want to feel the sensation of bullets tearing into her body.
The one reading the diary came back out from the other room. He’d been wearing a black hood the whole time and was a menacing figure. Now he roughly pulled her to her feet where he started tying her arms behind her back.
What was this? What were they going to do to her?? She started to speak up, only to feel the barrel of the rifle push against her back.
She was marched into the back of the building, her heart beating fast. Then she rounded a corner and let out a cry. The black noose she had used so many times before was now hanging from a hook in the ceiling.
Her stomach lurched as she cried out, “NEIN! NOT THE BLACK NOOSE!” That’s when images of past victims flashed before her eyes. She could not believe they were about to hang her with that very same noose!
The partisan holding onto her seemed particularly agitated as he noosed her up. Now she began begging and pleading. Anything but the noose, especially that one in particular. It would be much too degrading!
The noose was pulled tightly around her throat. A couple of them pulled on the end until she was pulled up onto the balls of her feet. Then the angry partisan halted the procedure.
His eyes blazed with hatred as he stared at her. He barked a command, and his men started opening boxes, unpacking her belongings. She trembled with fright, whimpering for them to just shoot her and be done with it… not to string her up.
There was a cry of triumph as one of them lifted up a couple of familiar objects discovered in his search. She gasped as her eyes flew open in horror. Had the partisan bastard been able to read her diary??
He angrily produced a knife. She let out a garbled scream, certain he was going to stab her in the gut before hanging her. Then he started ripping her clothes off, popping buttons and using the knife when necessary.
She gasped in horror as he stripped her naked, shredding her of her clothes and her dignity. She thought of the transport that should be arriving any moment. Perhaps she could stall.
“I’ll suck!” she gasped in desperation. “I will fuck you, yah? Sex… a whore! Use me as a whore!”
They seemed to want none of that. Then the bastard took one of the recently discovered dildos and shoved it hard up her pussy. She cried out from the violation.
“Nazi swine!” he growled. She certainly understood that! Then he took the other and forced it against her anus.
She screamed as she tried to clench. But he kept on forcing it until it was pushed all the way inside her. She cried out in agony, double-stuffed and humiliated beyond belief.
“This is for Suzette!” he declared. Her eyes flashed in horror. So that bastard had read her diary after all… well, at least the part where her Konrad had kept a French whore named Suzette whom she had recently hanged in a rage when news had arrived of the loss of her officer during the Normandy landings.
The men pulled on the end of the rope, jerking her up into the air. She kicked and struggled, utterly ashamed of the way they were hanging her the way she’d hanged that bitch. Her last words to her had been, “Do you miss Konrad’s cock, whore? Then enjoy these as you die!” And with that she’d hanged the French tart with two similar toys – if not these very same ones – up her cunt and ass.
She had furiously masturbated to the girl’s shameful hanging. Now she kicked and struggled, the noose slowly strangling her to death. It was the same noose she’d used to take the lives of so many bitches, the same noose she’s used to masturbate with after a particularly enjoyable hanging. Konrad’s men would take the body to the woods out back to be buried, and she would masturbate over and over to the delicious memory of the naked bitch strangling to death. Would these bastards also masturbate to the memory of her death after she was gone??
She kicked and struggled, the toys in her holes igniting a shameful fire within her. She did not want to die as a whore in the noose like the others. It was humiliating wearing the same noose that had formerly strangled to death the lives of communists, Jews, Poles, Belgians, and French maidens – whores and sub-humans all. And to hang naked in front of the eyes of these filthy beasts?? That was worst of all.
She gurgled as she tried to breath. Her chest was on fire, and she was becoming exhausted. But with the last of her strength she began shamefully humping in the noose.
Merciless eyes watched her dance her way into orgasmic death. She could not believe the Third Reich was coming to an end for her so shamefully. It was all so horrible… and it hurt so badly!
She felt her bladder release, another shameful moment. Urine trickled down her legs to drip off her toes. Her mind screamed over and over for her deceased Konrad, for the transport that had already been intercepted and blown up, for the soldiers who’d once stayed with her but who had been called away to the front at the last moment and were now dead, leaving her unprotected.
She shuddered hard in her death throes. It took her much too long to finally lose consciousness. Then she hung limp as a muscle occasionally twitched.
The partisans left her to hang there naked and alone. But the one took her diary. He thought one day he might add a postscript to it.
Her corpse hung quiet, urine dribbling off her toes. Off in the distance a rumble could be heard from an exploding bomb from the approaching allies. The reverberations reached her building, setting her to gently swaying back and forth.
(Dec 20 ’17)
The transport would be arriving soon. Then she could leave and be done with it. She had enjoyed living on the outskirts of Paris. But now she was looking forward to returning to her beloved Germany.
She had everything packed; she was ready to go. What was taking so long with that transport? She’d been informed they would arrive within the hour.
Perhaps it was the turn of the war. The allies were rapidly closing in on Paris. No doubt every transport was being commandeered to take troops and supplies either to the front of back in the direction of Germany.
She had just finished writing in her diary when she heard a knock at the front door. Finally! She went to go answer it, relieved the truck had finally arrived.
She let out a startled cry when she saw it wasn’t soldiers but partisans there to greet her. She started to scream, only to be manhandled back inside. Her heart rate skyrocketed.
She was slammed into her couch as a rifle was pointed right at her chest. She was sure they were going to shoot her right then and there. She closed her eyes, awaiting the bullets that would tear into her flesh.
She opened her eyes and saw two of them searching the facility. One of them came across her diary and opened it. Could they read German?
A couple of them began opening up her boxes. The one skimming the diary took it into the other room, no doubt to go through the boxes in there. She tensed, wondering what they would find and what they might do to her.
She started to speak, only for one to point the barrel of the rifle right at her face. She wisely kept her tongue. She did not want to feel the sensation of bullets tearing into her body.
The one reading the diary came back out from the other room. He’d been wearing a black hood the whole time and was a menacing figure. Now he roughly pulled her to her feet where he started tying her arms behind her back.
What was this? What were they going to do to her?? She started to speak up, only to feel the barrel of the rifle push against her back.
She was marched into the back of the building, her heart beating fast. Then she rounded a corner and let out a cry. The black noose she had used so many times before was now hanging from a hook in the ceiling.
Her stomach lurched as she cried out, “NEIN! NOT THE BLACK NOOSE!” That’s when images of past victims flashed before her eyes. She could not believe they were about to hang her with that very same noose!
The partisan holding onto her seemed particularly agitated as he noosed her up. Now she began begging and pleading. Anything but the noose, especially that one in particular. It would be much too degrading!
The noose was pulled tightly around her throat. A couple of them pulled on the end until she was pulled up onto the balls of her feet. Then the angry partisan halted the procedure.
His eyes blazed with hatred as he stared at her. He barked a command, and his men started opening boxes, unpacking her belongings. She trembled with fright, whimpering for them to just shoot her and be done with it… not to string her up.
There was a cry of triumph as one of them lifted up a couple of familiar objects discovered in his search. She gasped as her eyes flew open in horror. Had the partisan bastard been able to read her diary??
He angrily produced a knife. She let out a garbled scream, certain he was going to stab her in the gut before hanging her. Then he started ripping her clothes off, popping buttons and using the knife when necessary.
She gasped in horror as he stripped her naked, shredding her of her clothes and her dignity. She thought of the transport that should be arriving any moment. Perhaps she could stall.
“I’ll suck!” she gasped in desperation. “I will fuck you, yah? Sex… a whore! Use me as a whore!”
They seemed to want none of that. Then the bastard took one of the recently discovered dildos and shoved it hard up her pussy. She cried out from the violation.
“Nazi swine!” he growled. She certainly understood that! Then he took the other and forced it against her anus.
She screamed as she tried to clench. But he kept on forcing it until it was pushed all the way inside her. She cried out in agony, double-stuffed and humiliated beyond belief.
“This is for Suzette!” he declared. Her eyes flashed in horror. So that bastard had read her diary after all… well, at least the part where her Konrad had kept a French whore named Suzette whom she had recently hanged in a rage when news had arrived of the loss of her officer during the Normandy landings.
The men pulled on the end of the rope, jerking her up into the air. She kicked and struggled, utterly ashamed of the way they were hanging her the way she’d hanged that bitch. Her last words to her had been, “Do you miss Konrad’s cock, whore? Then enjoy these as you die!” And with that she’d hanged the French tart with two similar toys – if not these very same ones – up her cunt and ass.
She had furiously masturbated to the girl’s shameful hanging. Now she kicked and struggled, the noose slowly strangling her to death. It was the same noose she’d used to take the lives of so many bitches, the same noose she’s used to masturbate with after a particularly enjoyable hanging. Konrad’s men would take the body to the woods out back to be buried, and she would masturbate over and over to the delicious memory of the naked bitch strangling to death. Would these bastards also masturbate to the memory of her death after she was gone??
She kicked and struggled, the toys in her holes igniting a shameful fire within her. She did not want to die as a whore in the noose like the others. It was humiliating wearing the same noose that had formerly strangled to death the lives of communists, Jews, Poles, Belgians, and French maidens – whores and sub-humans all. And to hang naked in front of the eyes of these filthy beasts?? That was worst of all.
She gurgled as she tried to breath. Her chest was on fire, and she was becoming exhausted. But with the last of her strength she began shamefully humping in the noose.
Merciless eyes watched her dance her way into orgasmic death. She could not believe the Third Reich was coming to an end for her so shamefully. It was all so horrible… and it hurt so badly!
She felt her bladder release, another shameful moment. Urine trickled down her legs to drip off her toes. Her mind screamed over and over for her deceased Konrad, for the transport that had already been intercepted and blown up, for the soldiers who’d once stayed with her but who had been called away to the front at the last moment and were now dead, leaving her unprotected.
She shuddered hard in her death throes. It took her much too long to finally lose consciousness. Then she hung limp as a muscle occasionally twitched.
The partisans left her to hang there naked and alone. But the one took her diary. He thought one day he might add a postscript to it.
Her corpse hung quiet, urine dribbling off her toes. Off in the distance a rumble could be heard from an exploding bomb from the approaching allies. The reverberations reached her building, setting her to gently swaying back and forth.
(Dec 20 ’17)
Dorothy Brown
Brown Sugar
That`s a nice one Riwa, you caught me unawares with that one
i`m in blissful heaven
i`m in blissful heaven
Tree mwas bored so he hanged a few and impaled Eul...
Looks like the few who were hung were Siss and Barb. Sorry about Eul. We'd have loved to have her swing with us.
Ah, Tree knows my preferences - to celebrate the New Year
he invited me out for a medium rare stake!
How does Eul come up with these? .... geeeze
And dance. Don't forget the dancing part.
Barb, when you check back maybe you can clear something up for me. Most hanging manips I've seen are unconvincingly staged. Which since I'm not into actual snuff is a good thing.
I find this manip of a young lady kicking up her heels unreasonably hot but also, well, pretty authentic looking. Do you know anything about the picture's provenance?
Attachments
I imagine it is hard to stage as a video. One needs a back brace to show full figure, which must be covered by clothing,or else one shows just kicks my feet or grimaced face.
I don’t know the provenance of those pics but they are good.
windar
Teller of Tales
This one has been posted here before, but you may have missed it, Apostate. It's incredibly well done, based (loosely) on a scene in Mark Twain's "A Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur's Court". Enjoy...