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For Hanging And Noose Lovers!
zloy
Spectator
riwa
Governor
The speeding offender who gets a quick trial by cop and gets hung a mile out of the city limits in the Hanging Woods.
riwa
Governor
I suspect if Dorothy knew of the existence of this town, she would deliberately drive 20 miles over the speed limit just to get herself pulled over, shagged and hanged.
Goodbyekitty
Magistrate
riwa
Governor
Thanks. That was one of those stories that started one direction and went another. I'm glad you enjoyed it.Me too! BTW I LOVED that story you wrote about the shagging / execution at dawn!
Goodbyekitty
Magistrate
riwa
Governor
Erica's consensual hanging
Erica and I spent the better part of an hour surfing through those damned pictures. The more we looked at, the hornier we both became. It wasn’t long before she was reaching around to grope my tits as we kept pulling them up one by one…
“Gawd; that’s a hot hanging, Chris.”
“Damn, baby; it sure is.”
“What would you do if you found me in a noose waiting for you?”
“Gawd, I don’t know. I’d be so turned on I’d probably start licking you out.”
“Right there while I was standing on the chair?”
“Right there! Damn, baby… imagining you with a noose around your neck is making me so fucking wet!”
“What would you do then, Chris?”
“I think I would get a rope and tie your arms behind your back so you could feel helpless like some of these other girls look in these pictures. Then I would lick you out all over again.”
“And after that?”
“I’d pull the chair away and watch you hang for me.”
“Would you? Gawd, Chris, that is such a fucking turn-on! Wait here; I’ll be right back.”
“Hey; where are you going?”
“You’ll see.”
She left the room as I went back to looking at those pictures. Seeing them made me think of Erica all noosed up. And thinking of Erica being noosed made me think of tying her up and then taking the chair away so I could watch her kick. My pussy was so fucking wet I could hardly stand myself.
I looked all around but she hadn’t returned. “Hey, Erica; where are you?”
“Just a minute! I’m getting something ready!”
“What? What are you getting ready?”
I sat there looking at pictures, wondering what she was getting ready. A moment later it came to me. “SHIT!” and I got out of my chair and rushed to go find her.
I caught up to her in the sun room. She was standing on a chair with a thick, hemp noose around her throat. It was threaded up through that hook in the ceiling we use to hang our heavy glass kitchen table which was now lying up against the wall.
I gasped, “What the hell is going on here, Erica?”
She smiled as she motioned grandly. “What do you think, Chris?”
“Erica, I… you… what did you…?” Then I came forward, dropped to my knees and started licking her sweet, sweet pussy. It was dripping copious amounts of her arousal.
She looked down at me and started to tremble as I ate her out. Fuck; she looked gorgeous! I couldn’t believe how horny I was! But it was clear she was just as turned on as I was.
“What are you going to do to me now, Chris?” She said it in a trembling voice.
I looked around and saw the small coil of rope lying underneath the chair. She must have brought it out with her. I picked it up with trembling hands.
“Do you want to hang me, Chris?”
“Gawd yes, Erica!” I knew then how much she wanted it too.
I grabbed the rope and snatched one of her arms. She whimpered as she tried to resist me. But she didn’t resist very hard as I quickly secured her arms behind her back. She loves it when I force her sometimes.
I ran my hands all over her trembling naked body. I was turned on like never before. She panted as she asked, “What are you going to do to me now, Chris?”
“I’m going to hang you, Erica!”
She whimpered, “Oh gawd!” as I began licking her out again. Hell, she was even wetter now that her arms were tied behind her back.
I felt her pussy clench around my tongue until she gushed her arousal. Seeing her cum like that nearly set me off. Then I stood up and grabbed the chair.
“Now I’m going to hang you, Erica! I’m going to cum watching you hang!”
There was an incredible look of lust in her eyes. In a voice barely above a whisper I heard her whimper, “Do it, Chris! Hang me!”
“Damnit, I will!” And with that I took the chair right out from under her feet.
Her eyes flashed uncertainly when the rope took her full weight as her feet fluttered. Her arms jerked up and down behind her back as she thrust her chest out. Then her legs started pedaling as she swung back and forth.
I stepped back and started masturbating furiously as her legs kicked more and more. She started rasping for breath as she twisted this way and that from her gyrations. Then her knees came up, and I recognized it immediately.
I cried out as my orgasm matched her own. Her nipples were incredibly hard. I don’t think I’ve ever seen her look so sexy.
She began to put up more of a struggle. Her face turned red; she was really having trouble breathing. She looked at me anxiously, but I was too far gone as I told her, “No. I’m not taking you down!”
She shuddered as she really started to kick and twist. Then those knees came up again. My words must have made her cum so fucking hard because this time her cum streaked down her legs.
I let out a squeal as I gushed my climax all over the floor. She was swinging back and forth, her sexy naked body twisting from side to side. I was so weak and giddy that I collapsed onto the floor.
I found myself lying directly underneath her, looking up at her as her toes wriggled above me. Her fingers flexed helplessly behind her back. Her knees tried to come up one last time. That’s when I knew she was cumming again.
She sprayed me with her orgasm as I lay beneath her. Then her struggles abruptly ceased. She gently swung back and forth above me, giving me an incredible look at her wet, dripping pussy.
I was still masturbating when her bladder emptied itself all over me. I love it when Erica pees on me. But this was the ultimate turn-on.
I gasped as I shuddered hard in climax. Then I must have passed out. When I awakened Erica was slowly swaying back and forth above me, her cum and urine dripping off her toes onto my naked body.
I gasped once more with delight as I came all over again. I was totally exhausted. It had been one hell of a ride for the both of us…
Erica and I spent the better part of an hour surfing through those damned pictures. The more we looked at, the hornier we both became. It wasn’t long before she was reaching around to grope my tits as we kept pulling them up one by one…
“Gawd; that’s a hot hanging, Chris.”
“Damn, baby; it sure is.”
“What would you do if you found me in a noose waiting for you?”
“Gawd, I don’t know. I’d be so turned on I’d probably start licking you out.”
“Right there while I was standing on the chair?”
“Right there! Damn, baby… imagining you with a noose around your neck is making me so fucking wet!”
“What would you do then, Chris?”
“I think I would get a rope and tie your arms behind your back so you could feel helpless like some of these other girls look in these pictures. Then I would lick you out all over again.”
“And after that?”
“I’d pull the chair away and watch you hang for me.”
“Would you? Gawd, Chris, that is such a fucking turn-on! Wait here; I’ll be right back.”
“Hey; where are you going?”
“You’ll see.”
She left the room as I went back to looking at those pictures. Seeing them made me think of Erica all noosed up. And thinking of Erica being noosed made me think of tying her up and then taking the chair away so I could watch her kick. My pussy was so fucking wet I could hardly stand myself.
I looked all around but she hadn’t returned. “Hey, Erica; where are you?”
“Just a minute! I’m getting something ready!”
“What? What are you getting ready?”
I sat there looking at pictures, wondering what she was getting ready. A moment later it came to me. “SHIT!” and I got out of my chair and rushed to go find her.
I caught up to her in the sun room. She was standing on a chair with a thick, hemp noose around her throat. It was threaded up through that hook in the ceiling we use to hang our heavy glass kitchen table which was now lying up against the wall.
I gasped, “What the hell is going on here, Erica?”
She smiled as she motioned grandly. “What do you think, Chris?”
“Erica, I… you… what did you…?” Then I came forward, dropped to my knees and started licking her sweet, sweet pussy. It was dripping copious amounts of her arousal.
She looked down at me and started to tremble as I ate her out. Fuck; she looked gorgeous! I couldn’t believe how horny I was! But it was clear she was just as turned on as I was.
“What are you going to do to me now, Chris?” She said it in a trembling voice.
I looked around and saw the small coil of rope lying underneath the chair. She must have brought it out with her. I picked it up with trembling hands.
“Do you want to hang me, Chris?”
“Gawd yes, Erica!” I knew then how much she wanted it too.
I grabbed the rope and snatched one of her arms. She whimpered as she tried to resist me. But she didn’t resist very hard as I quickly secured her arms behind her back. She loves it when I force her sometimes.
I ran my hands all over her trembling naked body. I was turned on like never before. She panted as she asked, “What are you going to do to me now, Chris?”
“I’m going to hang you, Erica!”
She whimpered, “Oh gawd!” as I began licking her out again. Hell, she was even wetter now that her arms were tied behind her back.
I felt her pussy clench around my tongue until she gushed her arousal. Seeing her cum like that nearly set me off. Then I stood up and grabbed the chair.
“Now I’m going to hang you, Erica! I’m going to cum watching you hang!”
There was an incredible look of lust in her eyes. In a voice barely above a whisper I heard her whimper, “Do it, Chris! Hang me!”
“Damnit, I will!” And with that I took the chair right out from under her feet.
Her eyes flashed uncertainly when the rope took her full weight as her feet fluttered. Her arms jerked up and down behind her back as she thrust her chest out. Then her legs started pedaling as she swung back and forth.
I stepped back and started masturbating furiously as her legs kicked more and more. She started rasping for breath as she twisted this way and that from her gyrations. Then her knees came up, and I recognized it immediately.
I cried out as my orgasm matched her own. Her nipples were incredibly hard. I don’t think I’ve ever seen her look so sexy.
She began to put up more of a struggle. Her face turned red; she was really having trouble breathing. She looked at me anxiously, but I was too far gone as I told her, “No. I’m not taking you down!”
She shuddered as she really started to kick and twist. Then those knees came up again. My words must have made her cum so fucking hard because this time her cum streaked down her legs.
I let out a squeal as I gushed my climax all over the floor. She was swinging back and forth, her sexy naked body twisting from side to side. I was so weak and giddy that I collapsed onto the floor.
I found myself lying directly underneath her, looking up at her as her toes wriggled above me. Her fingers flexed helplessly behind her back. Her knees tried to come up one last time. That’s when I knew she was cumming again.
She sprayed me with her orgasm as I lay beneath her. Then her struggles abruptly ceased. She gently swung back and forth above me, giving me an incredible look at her wet, dripping pussy.
I was still masturbating when her bladder emptied itself all over me. I love it when Erica pees on me. But this was the ultimate turn-on.
I gasped as I shuddered hard in climax. Then I must have passed out. When I awakened Erica was slowly swaying back and forth above me, her cum and urine dripping off her toes onto my naked body.
I gasped once more with delight as I came all over again. I was totally exhausted. It had been one hell of a ride for the both of us…
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Riwa, I need a title for the story.
riwa
Governor
Hanging the Heretic
Another hanging was scheduled, this time for a sister who’d been condemned as a heretic. Sister Filomena and Sister Carlotta quickly volunteered to serve as witnesses. Sister Rosabel again offered to serve Father Steppola’s need to release the build-up of evil inside him during the cleansing and purging.
At the appointed time the heretic was marched naked to the private courtyard surrounded by the walls of the convent. This was done without the presence of ordinary citizens. It was feared the evil leaving the body of the dying might find another suitable host.
Sister Marguerite did not attempt to resist as she was marched naked out to the courtyard. A sign was draped around her neck, accusing her of heresy. But her only crime was in responding according to her body’s natural desires.
Succumbing to the sins of the flesh was not the crime Father Steppola acknowledged in these matters, especially since he frequently fought a similar temptation. Instead, the guilty was condemned as a heretic for giving in. It was a way of denying what was a frequent battle within the members inside the convent.
Sister Marguerite was taken up onto the little gallows. She was made to stand upon a stool and noosed up. Filomena and Carlotta quickly dropped to their knees to pray. Then one of them slowly pulled the stool out from underneath her feet.
Marguerite kicked and struggled, throwing her hips out suggestively. It was obvious she was fully possessed by the sins of the flesh. Her breasts bounced upon her chest as her nipples protruded.
Filomena and Carlotta spent the whole time praying. However they prayed with their eyes open, focused upon the dying body of a sister they had known for many years. Both of them felt strong stirrings, a manifestation of the sins of the flesh wanting to settle upon them both.
Father Steppola had his own issues to contend with. Sister Rosabel dutifully attended to his manhood until the evil was purged in the form of his cream. She willingly accepted it onto her face as a sign of submission to humiliate the flesh.
It took Sister Marguerite a full 15 minutes to die. The sins of the flesh were strong within her, and she thrust and jerked and twisted as though attempting to drive it out with her dying breath. Father Steppola watched intently, making sure Sister Rosabel was not subjected to the display for fear she might receive some small measure of what was being strangled out of Marguerite.
Filomena and Carlotta were not as fortunate. Witnessing the hanging filled them both with strong desire. It was their sixth execution to observe, each one more erotic than the last.
Father Steppola went inside with Rosabel to pray (and to finish driving out any remnants of the sins of the flesh), Filomena and Carlotta stayed for as long as they could stand it. Then they retreated to the interior of the convent, leaving the hanged one to dangle for the required hour before the hired ones came to take her away.
This one was worse than the others. They discreetly made their way to a private room of the convent. Then they disrobed where they let loose their own sins of the flesh upon each other, orgasming several times as they feasted with their mouths and by pressing their intimate parts together.
It was unfortunate Father Rigoletta chose that moment to pass through that part of the convent and overhear their cries of pleasure. He quietly opened the door and witnessed what was going on inside. Then Father Steppola was summoned.
The sisters were exposed, and they humbly confessed. Another hanging was scheduled as soon as the body of Sister Marguerite was hauled away. Then they were stripped naked and taken outside, signs dangling around their necks condemning them as “heretics”.
Sister Rosabel returned to aide in Father Steppola’s battle with the flesh. Two nuns new to the convent – Sisters Eva and Anita - were called to serve as witnesses and to pray. Then a second hanging was arranged to occur almost immediately.
Sisters Filomena and Carlotta were noosed together. They were naked standing on stools side by side. Then the new sisters pulled the stools out before they began to pray.
The two condemned nuns started to kick and struggle, their naked bodies bouncing into each other. It seemed Father Steppola was caught by surprise at the amount of sins of the flesh needing to be purged with these two. They kicked, orgasmed and danced with great fervor, bouncing off each other until the evils had been fully purged. Father Steppola needed to use Rosabel’s mouth twice during the hanging.
Afterwards he retreated to the interior of the convent to pray. Sister Rosabel went to her room to deal with her own sins, masturbating furiously. Unfortunately Sisters Eva and Anita came together after the hanging to discuss what they had witnessed. Both needed a release, and began touching each other experimentally, setting them on the same journey recently completed by Sisters Filomena and Carlotta.
(Oct 19 '17 by riwa)
Another hanging was scheduled, this time for a sister who’d been condemned as a heretic. Sister Filomena and Sister Carlotta quickly volunteered to serve as witnesses. Sister Rosabel again offered to serve Father Steppola’s need to release the build-up of evil inside him during the cleansing and purging.
At the appointed time the heretic was marched naked to the private courtyard surrounded by the walls of the convent. This was done without the presence of ordinary citizens. It was feared the evil leaving the body of the dying might find another suitable host.
Sister Marguerite did not attempt to resist as she was marched naked out to the courtyard. A sign was draped around her neck, accusing her of heresy. But her only crime was in responding according to her body’s natural desires.
Succumbing to the sins of the flesh was not the crime Father Steppola acknowledged in these matters, especially since he frequently fought a similar temptation. Instead, the guilty was condemned as a heretic for giving in. It was a way of denying what was a frequent battle within the members inside the convent.
Sister Marguerite was taken up onto the little gallows. She was made to stand upon a stool and noosed up. Filomena and Carlotta quickly dropped to their knees to pray. Then one of them slowly pulled the stool out from underneath her feet.
Marguerite kicked and struggled, throwing her hips out suggestively. It was obvious she was fully possessed by the sins of the flesh. Her breasts bounced upon her chest as her nipples protruded.
Filomena and Carlotta spent the whole time praying. However they prayed with their eyes open, focused upon the dying body of a sister they had known for many years. Both of them felt strong stirrings, a manifestation of the sins of the flesh wanting to settle upon them both.
Father Steppola had his own issues to contend with. Sister Rosabel dutifully attended to his manhood until the evil was purged in the form of his cream. She willingly accepted it onto her face as a sign of submission to humiliate the flesh.
It took Sister Marguerite a full 15 minutes to die. The sins of the flesh were strong within her, and she thrust and jerked and twisted as though attempting to drive it out with her dying breath. Father Steppola watched intently, making sure Sister Rosabel was not subjected to the display for fear she might receive some small measure of what was being strangled out of Marguerite.
Filomena and Carlotta were not as fortunate. Witnessing the hanging filled them both with strong desire. It was their sixth execution to observe, each one more erotic than the last.
Father Steppola went inside with Rosabel to pray (and to finish driving out any remnants of the sins of the flesh), Filomena and Carlotta stayed for as long as they could stand it. Then they retreated to the interior of the convent, leaving the hanged one to dangle for the required hour before the hired ones came to take her away.
This one was worse than the others. They discreetly made their way to a private room of the convent. Then they disrobed where they let loose their own sins of the flesh upon each other, orgasming several times as they feasted with their mouths and by pressing their intimate parts together.
It was unfortunate Father Rigoletta chose that moment to pass through that part of the convent and overhear their cries of pleasure. He quietly opened the door and witnessed what was going on inside. Then Father Steppola was summoned.
The sisters were exposed, and they humbly confessed. Another hanging was scheduled as soon as the body of Sister Marguerite was hauled away. Then they were stripped naked and taken outside, signs dangling around their necks condemning them as “heretics”.
Sister Rosabel returned to aide in Father Steppola’s battle with the flesh. Two nuns new to the convent – Sisters Eva and Anita - were called to serve as witnesses and to pray. Then a second hanging was arranged to occur almost immediately.
Sisters Filomena and Carlotta were noosed together. They were naked standing on stools side by side. Then the new sisters pulled the stools out before they began to pray.
The two condemned nuns started to kick and struggle, their naked bodies bouncing into each other. It seemed Father Steppola was caught by surprise at the amount of sins of the flesh needing to be purged with these two. They kicked, orgasmed and danced with great fervor, bouncing off each other until the evils had been fully purged. Father Steppola needed to use Rosabel’s mouth twice during the hanging.
Afterwards he retreated to the interior of the convent to pray. Sister Rosabel went to her room to deal with her own sins, masturbating furiously. Unfortunately Sisters Eva and Anita came together after the hanging to discuss what they had witnessed. Both needed a release, and began touching each other experimentally, setting them on the same journey recently completed by Sisters Filomena and Carlotta.
(Oct 19 '17 by riwa)