It is 6:20 PM on this August Hanging Day. The ninth woman hanged dangles lifeless from the noose that killed her.
There are three women left to hang. Stacy, Helen, and Kathy wait to wonder which one is next.
My knees are weak from the fear of knowing I will soon suffer the horrible torture and death of being hanged. I have no idea what it will feel like but seeing the last woman hanged I do know her dance was a desperate attempt to escape the slow strangulation she suffered as the noose tightened around her neck. She suffered terribly before she died. As frightful a sight to watch my pussy is hot and wet and my womanly juices ooze from it and glisten on my inner thighs.
Am I next to be hanged or must I wait for Susan and Helen to suffer theirs first?
-Kathy
A few minutes later Kathy’s concerns are answered. Across the square from the single gallows, workers are finishing placing the three nooses that Helen, Kathy, and Stacy will hang from. They will be hanged at the same time in row.
At 6:30 guards fetch the three women and take them for their last walk to the gallows waiting for them. They are naked but for the ropes that bind their wrists behind their backs as they are led through the crowd to the nooses waiting for their necks.
I am second in line being marched to the gallows. The crowd is enjoying our last walk. We are jeered and mocked as we walk to our hangings. One man wearing a cap backwards hollers at me “Damn, those knockers are going to bounce and shake when that bitch is hanged!”
The guard escorting me says “Keep moving, Summer. We have a schedule to keep!”
They have a schedule to keep. Helen, Stacy, and I are just the featured content. By the time I get to the gallows my inner thighs are soaked with pussy juice. My knees are weak and I say “I can’t climb the steps!”
That option is not allowed and two brothers from the Cruxton Abbey force me up the steps. Near the top of the stairs the hangman grabs me and ‘helps’ me make the last few steps.
Soon Helen, Stacy, and I are lined up by the bench that stands below the three nooses we will soon be hanged from. I look up at the middle noose that will be around my neck. Then I close my eyes and squeeze my legs together as I have monstrous orgasm. I can feel my pussy squirting my juices down my thighs!
Damn I just came!
-Kathy
There are three women left to hang. Stacy, Helen, and Kathy wait to wonder which one is next.
My knees are weak from the fear of knowing I will soon suffer the horrible torture and death of being hanged. I have no idea what it will feel like but seeing the last woman hanged I do know her dance was a desperate attempt to escape the slow strangulation she suffered as the noose tightened around her neck. She suffered terribly before she died. As frightful a sight to watch my pussy is hot and wet and my womanly juices ooze from it and glisten on my inner thighs.
Am I next to be hanged or must I wait for Susan and Helen to suffer theirs first?
-Kathy
A few minutes later Kathy’s concerns are answered. Across the square from the single gallows, workers are finishing placing the three nooses that Helen, Kathy, and Stacy will hang from. They will be hanged at the same time in row.
At 6:30 guards fetch the three women and take them for their last walk to the gallows waiting for them. They are naked but for the ropes that bind their wrists behind their backs as they are led through the crowd to the nooses waiting for their necks.
I am second in line being marched to the gallows. The crowd is enjoying our last walk. We are jeered and mocked as we walk to our hangings. One man wearing a cap backwards hollers at me “Damn, those knockers are going to bounce and shake when that bitch is hanged!”
The guard escorting me says “Keep moving, Summer. We have a schedule to keep!”
They have a schedule to keep. Helen, Stacy, and I are just the featured content. By the time I get to the gallows my inner thighs are soaked with pussy juice. My knees are weak and I say “I can’t climb the steps!”
That option is not allowed and two brothers from the Cruxton Abbey force me up the steps. Near the top of the stairs the hangman grabs me and ‘helps’ me make the last few steps.
Soon Helen, Stacy, and I are lined up by the bench that stands below the three nooses we will soon be hanged from. I look up at the middle noose that will be around my neck. Then I close my eyes and squeeze my legs together as I have monstrous orgasm. I can feel my pussy squirting my juices down my thighs!
Damn I just came!
-Kathy
