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One of this crux perv's favorite artists is Fnhsr, and a word that comes to mind to describe his style is "lyrical." Same for this Runaway dude.
Pic #3 - Clearly, being crucified in the desert will dehydrate you faster than usual. That whole scene just has such a dry look about it.
Pic #4 - From the background it kinda looks like a female saint is being crucified. I wonder if the original artist thought that way.

And now, a conflation of two popular kinks.
Now that's live home entertainment(soon to be dead, I know).

About ten years ago I hung out on The Dark Spot, preaching the more refined and prolonged pleasures of crux to the heathen hanging and decap pervs.

A number of hanging artists did catch my eye, though. Among them this cartoonist who I never could quite decide if I liked or disliked. Unfortunately I've forgotten his name. Anybody?
Hanging is always good when you don't have time for a proper crucifixion.

Barb, I suspect his name is one of those that comes to you in an unquiet dream, and you wake up screaming at 3 a.m.

Or not. ;)

And now three more conflations, this time of two more closely related kinks. Artist unknown.
With all the twisting and turning going on in these three pics it looks like the circus is in town.

Cptn1999, quite prolific and always harsh with a pretty cruel humour, at least his executioners seem to have fun.

I haven't been to The Dark Spot for well over a year, your post prompted me to wander over there. The site is very slow, it was slow downloads that put me off last year :(

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Pic #4 - What, no dress code? The local government here really needs to find a new revenue stream. Sending this hangman out like this in the wintertime will most likely result in the need for a new hangman. High turnover with prisoners is to be expected but with hangmen, certainly not.

One of the features common to hanging and crux is The Dance. The steps are different, but both are highly prized/a huge part of what gets the pervs off.

From the beginning I found that the writhing of nude women on the cross, the swing of their hips from side to side, the arch of their bodies away from the stipes, to be insanely erotic.

The first hanging pics that zapped my libido were the girls who vigorously, frantically kicked, declining to go gentle into that good night.

Compare and contrast. ;)
Pic #2 - It looks like the soldier here is in the process of carving a message into the flesh of the victim. There must be easier ways to communicate.
Pic #3 - Good form with the arched back and so forth. Too bad this is a crucifixion and not a diving competition.

For me, the shape the body makes is important, and various forms of suspension can create nice body shapes. Hanging is a form of suspension, somewhat limited in a way, with little long term interest but some degree of immediate drama. Both crux and hanging are forms of public display, too. Humiliation, struggle, public messages of dominance and warnings to the commons. Don't step out of line!

Some by Rov, number 4 offers a different perspective

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Pic #1 - I'd be concerned about how that pole is bending. One would hope that there isn't too much stress fromthe additional weight of the hangee.
Pic #2 - Very convenient to have the stocks and the gallows right next to each other. Those Nazis think of everything.

For me, the shape the body makes is important, and various forms of suspension can create nice body shapes. Hanging is a form of suspension, somewhat limited in a way, with little long term interest but some degree of immediate drama. Both crux and hanging are forms of public display, too. Humiliation, struggle, public messages of dominance and warnings to the commons. Don't step out of line!

Some by Rov, number 4 offers a different perspective

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Pic #3 - Those three remaining nooses need to be occupied quickly. Schnell!Schell!
Pic #4 - How thoughtful of those Nazis to leave us with some hanging art.

For me, the shape the body makes is important, and various forms of suspension can create nice body shapes. Hanging is a form of suspension, somewhat limited in a way, with little long term interest but some degree of immediate drama. Both crux and hanging are forms of public display, too. Humiliation, struggle, public messages of dominance and warnings to the commons. Don't step out of line!

Some by Rov, number 4 offers a different perspective

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Pics 5 & 6 - Somebody forgot to tie the prisoner's wrists behind their backs. Naughty Nazis!

A hanging post is always a good post. Especially so here.
 
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Teri and the Elves
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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 and the Elves, eh? Is that a new rock group in town?
 
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Teri and the Elves
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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?)
Kubek? Bornak? Is this Christmas in Poland? Very brutish in any case.
 
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Teri and the Elves
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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…”
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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?)
New holiday idea - a Christmas Teri, fully decorated. Should be at the top of everyone's list.
 
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The first one is very neatly trussed, the second will have more room for personal expression

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Pic #1 - Nice hanging but the inside of that building is in serious need of repair.

Cinderblock hangings this time? That's a little different. The ropes look a little thin for the task at hand but are deadly enough, no doubt.

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!
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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)
Now the noose is on the other neck. Nazis hang just as nicely as anyone else, we now can finally see.

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!
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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)
Those Nazis - fanatical to the end(however messy).

Tree mwas bored so he hanged a few and impaled Eul...
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Ok - ok; I get it. No more hanging stories from me for a while, or at least not until you've finished replying to each and every post in here. There's no point in posting when the story will immediately be buried under five pages and not be see by anyone. Besides, maybe this is your gentle way of indicating I've hit my expiration date. I've certainly been feeling that way as of late.
 
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"Is it all clear? Is it safe to post?" (riwa looks all around) "Ok, let's try posting Wicked Wanda's Hanging."

Ladies and Gentlemen, Famous at the End is proud to introduce to you…
Wicked Wanda!

Four bare-chested men in jeans sit in a mostly bare white room, waiting patiently. Chet sits on a bed reading a book, clearly growing impatient. Allan sits on a stool while going through his iPhone. Manny is on the other side of the room looking at a porno mag. Derek watches porn on a laptop sitting on a desk.

They do not know each other. But they are here for one purpose. They have gathered together to gangbang a prostitute being provided to them.

The door slides open and Wanda appears. She’s a full figured, sultry blonde standing at about five feet five inches. She is shorter than the men in the room.

She wears a very short black dress, fishnet stockings, and high heels. Her outfit proudly proclaims she is a slut. But she is here only for herself.

She walks right up to Chet sitting on the bed, now having his full attention. She paws his chest as he smiles at her. She teasingly rubs his crotch where a bulge starts to grow. Then she haughtily pushes him backward onto the bed.

She walks over to Allan who is all but drooling. She examines him closely, taking in the heady aroma of his manliness. She moves close to kiss his lips. But she smiles as she puts a hand between them, giving him a “humpf” before moving on.

She walks across to Manny who has been watching the entire time. He gives her his most charming smile. She runs a hand over his bare chest, noticing the growing bulge in his jeans. Then she gives him a derisive “Hah” before giving him the cold shoulder.

She goes over to Derek and gives him a good looking over. He eyes her up and down, no doubt looking forward to sticking his dick in one of her holes. She just snorts with disgust.

Wanda moves to the middle of the room as the guys get up and come over to surround her. She examines them all a second time. Then she rolls her eyes and looks upward as though asking, “Really? This is all you’ve got for me?”

They reach out to touch her body. But she shows no enthusiasm. They feel her up and grope her mounds. But she acts bored.

A couple try to kiss her. But she coldly turns her head away. She’s not the least bit interested.

They start lifting the hem of her short dress to feel up the skimpy garment covering her holes. She does not respond. Seeing her lack of enthusiasm makes them become frustrated.

Chet angrily goes over to the bed and grabs a remote control. One button makes a small section of ceiling slide open. Another causes a thick, black noose to lower.

He gives Wanda an ominous, leering look. She looks up at the noose and snorts. Her expression says, “Really? That’s all you’ve got for me?”

Manny grabs the noose and rubs it all over her as though trying to intimidate her. She doesn’t act the slightest bit afraid. As a result, her “customers” become more irritated.

Hands grope and paw, working together to force her out of her dress. She’s left in a thin black top that partially covers her mounds. A small set of bottoms protect her crotch. Both pieces have little white, plastic clips holding each one together.

On her right Manny pulls the noose down and loops it around her throat. She doesn’t even acknowledge his presence. He snugs it up, tightening it up behind her right ear. She doesn’t resist.

The fishnet stockings and heels are roughly removed. She grunts once, but otherwise she makes no move to stop them. It’s as though she believes they are beneath her and are not a threat.

The men pull her top aside, exposing her mounds. Her nipples are erect, her breasts quivering. But she doesn’t seem to mind, even as she casually loops one hand over Chet’s shoulder while another goes over Derek’s. It’s as though she doesn’t care what they do to her. Wicked Wanda.jpg
Manny takes the remote and activates the controls. The noose tightens, tipping her head. Amazingly she continues with her haughty attitude.

Derek and Chet start sucking on her nipples. Wanda acts uninterested. That’s when Allan pops the little clips to her top, allowing it to fall into his hands.

He tugs on the noose while looking at the others. They all nod in agreement. That’s when he grabs Wanda’s arms and forcefully pulls them behind her back, securing her wrists with her top. Wanda forces a yawn to indicate her lack of interest.

Chet and Derek pop the little white clips holding her bottoms in place. The garment falls away. Then all four begin groping, fondling and molesting her.

Hands and mouths are all over her. Fingers slide in and out of her cunt, which has slickened from her juices. She may act disinterested. But her body cannot reject the sensations she is experiencing.

The guys all nod at each other. Then they step back, giving Wanda all the space she needs. Manny operates the controls to the remote, and the rope pulls Wanda to her toes.

She trembles as she shifts around on the balls of her feet. The guys watch her for any signs of contrition. But there are none.

They all remove their jeans and briefs, revealing four impressive erections. Wanda doesn’t acknowledge their lust and desire in the slightest. She tries to fake another yawn, even as the rope makes it a challenge to breathe.

The guys silently motion at Wanda as though trying to figure out what to do with her. Chet grabs an imaginary noose around his neck and pulls, tilting his head to one side and making a face while sticking his tongue out as though telling them, “Let’s hang the bitch.” The others nod in agreement.

They look at Wanda as she looks back at them with disinterest despite the rope around her neck. She looks as though she doesn’t care and that she’s daring them to hang her. Manny’s face clouds angrily as he pushes a button.

Wanda gawks as she’s lifted up into the air. It is evident she’s in pain. But even now she tries not to show it.

Her legs flutter for the floor below, her toes wriggling and curling. Then she begins to kick. She’s certainly feeling it now. But she looks at them as though sneering, “Really?”

Derek and Manny walk up to her and grab her legs, obscenely splitting them apart. Chet walks up and sticks his dick into her. She rasps and gurgles as Allan savagely gropes her mounds while she’s being fucked.

After a nice, long fuck, Chet pulls out to leave a white creamy substance leaking out of her hole. Allan steps up to take his place as Derek and Manny continue to keep her legs spread. But this time Allan forces his dick up her ass.

Wanda jerks and gurgles as he fucks her hard. When he eventually pulls out, a second load trickles down her inner thighs. Then Derek and Manny let go, allowing her to dangle as her legs kick weakly.

This time Chet and Allan grab her legs and pull them apart again, revealing Wanda’s well fucked pussy with cream leaking out. Manny moves in to add his load, fucking her hard while Derek savagely mauls her tits. Wanda jerks and gurgles, her face red and her neck appearing to lengthen a little.

When Manny is done, a second deposit has been uploaded into her cunt. That’s when Derek steps up and cruelly shoves his dick up her previously fucked ass. He gives it to her nice and hard, enjoying the way she flinches and jerks.

When he is done, he pulls out, leaving a matching second load leaking out of her ass. Then Chet and Allan let go of her legs. The guys all step back and stroke themselves as Wanda tiredly sways back and forth.

She hitches and jerks as a stream of urine trickles down her legs and splatters the floor. Her tongue protrudes out of her mouth as her eyes glaze over. Then the guys start pushing her naked body back and forth, setting it to swinging as they stroke themselves.

When it looks like she is gone, they step up to her one by one, shooting one last load on her pussy and tummy. Wanda gets all four loads to cream her naked body. Then the guys grab their clothes and walk out of the room, leaving Wanda’s naked body gently swaying back and forth as her well-fucked corpse twists and turns…

(May 24, ‘18)

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If Wanda is too wicked for you, how about this one? ;)

Noose seduction
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“Fiera, are you sure about this?”

“Ramona, will you just pipe down! I haven’t even snugged it yet.”

“I don’t know about this. Are you sure?”

“Honey, I’ve done this dozens of times, ok? Would you just lighten up and enjoy yourself? How does it feel?

“I don’t know. You’re not going to tighten it yet, are you?”

“Will you just calm down? You’re supposed to be feeling tingly and getting excited. Are you getting excited yet?”

“Umm… maybe a little…”

“You see? That’s what I’m talking about. I told you you’d like it.”

“I don’t know…”

“Would you just reach down and start playing with yourself already? I didn’t go to all this trouble just for you to stand there like a bump on a log.”

“I don’t know. I suppose I can, uh…”

“You want me to reach around and…”

“No, I’ll do it.”

“You see? I can tell you’re definitely wet down there. Am I right?”

“Yeah, I suppose I am.”

“And your nipples are getting hard; right?”

“A little.”

“Look, this won’t be any fun if you don’t calm down and start enjoying yourself. Everyone else I’ve talked to says the noose is arousing as hell to wear. Isn’t it the least bit arousing around your throat?”

“Well… maybe a little.”

“You want I should tighten it? Maybe I’d better tighten it. It feels better when it’s snug around your neck.”

“Fiera, maybe you’d better…” *gasp*

“Isn’t that better? Doesn’t that feel sexy?”

“Uh… maybe a little…”

“Damnit, Ramona! You’ve got to get into this! Are you frightened?”

“A little.”

“Does that mean you’re becoming aroused?”

“Maybe so – do you have to have it so snug?

“It’s no good unless it’s snug. You’re just not getting into it. Here, let me feel how wet you are.”

“Fiera, you don’t have to finger me down--” *gasp*

“Hah; I knew it! You’re getting wet down there. I told you so! Now are you going to touch yourself? Or am I going to have to do it for you?”

“Fiera, I just don’t know.”

“Oh, you’re one of THOSE, are you? That’s what I figured.”

“What do you mean ‘one of--” *gasp* “Fiera, you don’t have to t-touch me quite like that, d-do you?”

“Doesn’t that feel better when I finger you and rub you all over?”

“M-maybe a little.”

“’Maybe a little – maybe a little’?? Is that all you can say? Maybe you’re one of those submissive types, the ones who need to be pushed and cajoled and forced. I think you’re going to need the handcuffs.”

“H-handcuffs? Fiera, you’re not going to p-put handcuffs on me, are you?”

“No, silly. I’m going to let you do it. Now where did I leave them? They’ve got to be over here somewhere – ah, here they are!”

“Fiera, I really don’t think I want to…”

“If only you could see what I see. I can tell how turned on you are. You don’t want to admit it, honey. But I can see how aroused you are. You just don’t want to admit it yet.”

“I am? Are you sure?”

“Don’t play coy with me. Now put these on, ok? Make sure you cuff your wrists behind your back.”

“I don’t know. I don’t think I want…”

“Oh for heaven’s sake! Would you just take ‘em already? They’re not going to bite! See? You’ve got them in your hands now. That’s not so bad, is it? Now pick a wrist and cuff one.”

“Fiera, is this really necess…?”

“Do you want to cum or not?”

“I don’t know if I can - *gasp* w-would you s-stop fingering me?”

“I will once you get on with it and cuff that wrist. Hurry up already. I don’t know about you, but I’m wet as hell. I’m tempted to force you to the floor and make you lick an orgasm right out of me. Would you prefer to do that instead?”

“All right – all right; I’m cuffing my wrist.” *click*

“Now put your arms behind your back and cuff the other one, ok? Ramona, it’s going to be super erotic once your hands are cuffed behind your back. I can tell you’re the submissive type. Trust me; I’ve done this dozens of times.”

“Are you s-sure?”

“Do you want me to do it for you? I will if you want… and I might not be so gentle about it.”

“N-no, I can d-do it.” *click*

“There, that wasn’t so hard, was it? Now the submissive is totally under my control. This gives me the chance to molest you by rubbing and fondling you all over.”

“Fiera? Mmmmm… uh, I’m not… mmmmmm… I don’t know… unnnnggggh…”

“Now to finger you myself since you kept hesitating.”

“Fiera, I think…. Unnggghhhh…. I don’t know if I like… mmmmmmm…”

“I told you wearing the noose would be erotic as hell. You’re really wet and clenching down there. I said it would be exciting, didn’t I? And your nipples are so fucking hard. I can’t believe how turned on you are. Mmmmmm.”

“Fiera, you don’t have to suck… mmmmm…. Would you stop fingering… unnnngghhhh….. ohgawd…”

“You’re really getting turned on now, aren’t you? I think it’s time we snugged the noose up a little more, don’t you? Let me just give it a little pull...”

“Fiera, I don’t - *rasp* Fiera… not so tight…” *gasp*

“Up on your toes now, Ramona. How does that feel? Doesn’t that feel sexy as hell? You sure look sexy as hell.”

“I - *gasp* - Down!”

“Oh for Pete’s sake! You are the most skittish girl I’ve ever noosed up! See? This end of the rope is loose in my hands. Now let me check that cunt of yours again.”

“Fiera, I don’t… mmmmm…”

“You’re wriggling and clenching, honey. I told you it would feel good. And your nipples are so fucking hard right now. Give me a sec; I want to suck on one… mmmmmm…”

“Fiera, I… mmmmmm… I can’t…. mmmmm… It’s so…. unnggghhh…”

“Ok, now I’m going to do a little test. I’m going to pull on the rope…”

“Fiera, no!”

“…and you tell me which way you like it more. Do you like it THIS way?”

“Fiera - *gawk* it’s too… it’s too… *gawk* please…”

“Or do you like it better this way? You can breathe better this way, right?”

“Yes, that’s better.”

“But it’s not as erotic; am I right? C’mon, Ramona; you can tell me. What; you don’t want to tell me? Which do you like more? This one with me fingering you while the noose is tighter?”

“Fiera - *gawk* rrspppp… gnnnhhhh…. mmmmm…”

“Or this way? Hell, honey; you don’t have to tell me. You were really clenching when I pulled on the end of the rope. Am I right?”

“Fiera, I - *GAWK* I cn’t breeeethe…”

“Yes you can, honey. And I can feel you clenching. Your nipples are so fucking hard they must be hurting by now. What, do you want me to remove the noose? Are you that freaked out? Ok fine; I’ll remove the noose and the cuffs. Just say the word.”

“Fiera, I… I don’t…”

“Just say the word and you’re free. No more sexual stimulation for you.”

“I… I don’t… I don’t know…”

“C’mon – c’mon; we haven’t got all day. I know a couple other sexy bitches I can call over this afternoon for some sexy rope fun if you’re not interested. Here, I’ll even let go of the rope.”

“Fiera, don’t.”

“Don’t what? You don’t like it, remember?”

“I… I didn’t… I didn’t say that.”

“Look, I’ve got a nice little stool over here we can play with. Do you want up? Or do you want to quit?”

“I………..”

“Excuse me? I didn’t quite catch that.”

“I, uh… I w……….”

“You’ll have to speak louder, honey. I don’t have time to waste if you don’t want to play.”

“I’ll t……..”

“What was that? Speak up, bitch!”

“I’ll take the stool.”

“You’re sure about that? A minute ago you were squawking just because I added a little tension to the rope. Are you sure you want the stool?”

“Uh… I, uh… yes… yes I am.”

“You’re not going to quit on me again, are you?”

“N-no, Fiera.”

“Ok, I’m bringing the stool over. Now show me you mean it.”

“Ok, I’m climbing the s-stool.”

“You really do want this, don’t you?”

*nods*

“Even when I pull on the rope and finger you? You’re certainly clenching, so I assume you want it. Is that true?”

“Y-yes…” *nods*

“Now I’m going to go over here and tie this off – wait! Are you giving me that look? Are you going to back out? I though you said…”

“N-no, Fiera. You can tie it off.”

“That’s what I thought. Let me make sure it’s good and snug now.”

Gnnngghhh “Sssoooo… tighttttttt…”

“Up you go. This way you’re up on your toes. Those are the best orgasms, honey. You want a good orgasm, don’t you? Now that you’re up on your toes you should be able to have the best orgasms ever.”

Gnnnnghhhhh “Ffffeeeraaaah… sooooo tiiiiight….”

“But you can still breathe, right?”

*nods*

“Do you like it when I finger you now?”

Gnnnnnnggghhhhhh *nods*

“Are you going to cum for me? Are you going to fucking cum for me? You’re really clenching while I’m fingering your cunt. Are you going to – there it is! I see those eyes rolling! That looks like it was a good one.”

Gnnnnnnnnnnnghhhhhh *nods*

“I got something special for you. I think they’re over here. Now where did I put them? Oh yeah; here they are. See these? They should really vibrate a couple of juicy orgasms out of you. Let me just push this first one into your cunt here. Damn, honey; you are so fucking wet.”

Ggnnnngghhhh… mmmmmmmmm…. “Cann’ttt balllllannncccc….. toes…”

“Clench your cunt, you sexy bitch! The longer you keep it inside, the more juicy orgasms you’ll have. Now let me push this one into that sexy ass of yours.”

Gnnnnnggghhh…. Unnngghhh…. Mmmmmmm…. Gssssppppppp….

“Having a little trouble keeping your balance? I see you’re shuffling around on the balls of your feet.”

Gnnnggghhhhh “Trruuuuuuuhhhhbbblleee…” *nods*

“Are you ready? Let’s see what happens when I turn them both on…”

Grrr…. Unnggghhhhhh… mmmmmmmm… rrsspppp…. “Feelllsssssss….”

“You’re really writhing around, aren’t you! You look so fucking sexy writhing around like that trying to keep your feet on the stool. You can still breathe, right?”

Gnnnnnggghhhhh…. *nods*

“Can you feel it swelling inside? It’s going to be a big one, isn’t it?”

Gnnngggghhhh… “Can’t….. keep….. balunccccccc…”

“If you lose the stool you’re going to cum so fucking hard. I can tell.”

Gnngghh…. Gnngghhhh… “Cummmmmmeeeeeeeeng…. Can’t keep…. Stoooooooll…”

*fingering own pussy* “Gawd, that is so fucking hot! That must feel incredible! Don’t you fucking love it?”

*feet slipping on stool* “Fieraaaaa…. Stoooollll…” gnnngghhhhh

“Go ahead. I’m here. Go right ahead and kick that stool away and cum up a storm. You’ve got a good, thick noose so you should last a while.”

Gnnngghhhhh… *knocks stool over* gssspppppppp *cough – cough*

“Oh fuck – oh fuck – oh fuck!” *falls to the floor and furiously masturbates* “That is so fucking hot! That is so fucking hot! Hang yourself, you sexy bitch!”

Ungh – ungh – ungh *shuddering*

“Fuck, I’m cumming with you! Fuck – fuck – fuck! Oh fuuuuuuuuuck!”

*legs kicking; body twisting* Gnnngh – gnngghhhh – gnngghhh

“Hump those dildos, baby! Fuck those toys! Gawd, you are so fucking sexy! Fuck; I think I’m going to cum again!”

“Fierrraaaa…. Hard…… breeeeeeth….”

“Relax, baby! Go with it! Hang onto those dildos, you sexy bitch! I can’t believe how fucking hot you look! You’re the best one I’ve ever hanged!”

*kicks; eyes widen in horror; struggles to breathe* Gnngghh – gnngghh – gnngghhh…. Unnngghhhh gsssppppppp

“Oh fuck – oh fuck – oh fuck! The way you’re arching your back! I can see you’re… your eyes are… oh fuck; I’m cumming again!”

Gnngh – gnngh – gnngh… gssspppp… unngghh

“Oh fuck! You just squeezed that toy out of your cunt! You must be cumming like crazy! Didn’t I tell you how hard you were going to cum??”

Gngh – gngh – gngh… rrssppppp

“Oh fuck – oh gawd – oh shit! The way you’re humping the air like that! Oh fuuuuuuuuuuuuuck! Dance, bitch; dance!”

Errrr…. Gnnnnnnngh….. esssspppppppp

*writhing on the floor masturbating* “Oh fuck; I can’t stop cumming! Baby, you’re the greatest!”

Unnggh – unngghh – UNGH! *gently sways back and forth*

“Fuck, that was a good one! That was such a good one, baby! Ohmygawd; that was awesome!” *panting as she climbs to her feet*

“Is that all you’ve got for me? Let me check your pussy. Damn, you’re still clenching. You’ve got a little bit of life left in you. That was so fucking sexy, Ramona. I don’t think I’ve ever cum so fucking hard. But from the looks of it I think you had one hell of an O, am I right?”

*pushes body; sets it gently swaying back and forth* “Not got anything to say? You don’t want to thank me for the best orgasms of your life? Damn, honey! I didn’t know how selfish you could be.” *gives body another push*

“Tell you what I’ll do. I leave you here so you can bask in the glow, ok? I’m sure you need the rest. Just enjoy yourself, ok? I’ve got to go back upstairs and get something to drink. Damn, that was hot.”

2018 (written Jul 5 ’18 by riwa)

(Inspired by the picture included as an illustration.)
 
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