CondemnedKat
Magistrate
Continuing from The Deadly Orgasm Contest we find Jennifer facing another challenge for her survival. Can our plucky redhead survive further torment or will the regime finally execute her?
This is a short little story I came up with while having a lie-in in bed. Hope it's enjoyable.
Jennifer sat in a small dark holding cell with three other women, all of whom were familiar to her from the prison system. Each woman was condemned to die for a variety of crimes, but each had the chance of having their sentence commuted if they won a series of sexually humiliating challenges.
The thirty-two-year-old redhead had been convicted of publishing stories that had damaged the current regime and faced execution. She’d now spent around two months in the prison system, always kept naked in communal cells with around fifteen other women.
Jennifer had won one of the challenges already but knew that with four still to go she had almost no chance of surviving.
No prisoner knew when they’d next be selected or what the challenge would entail. Each chained woman kept her eyes on the floor as nervous energy pulsed through her body.
This time each woman was taken from the cell individually, so they had no idea what the others would be facing. When Jennifer’s time came, she was taken into a large room, not the public arena where she had faced the sex machine torment.
To Jennifer’s absolute horror, ten naked men stood on small stools, their hands tied behind their back and their necks in tight nooses. Each of the men sported erections, having all been forced to take an erection drug a few hours before.
One of the guards who escorted Jennifer into the room unlocked her hands from behind her back and said, “Ok this is an easy timed challenge. You’ll be expected to make every man on the gallows cum before pushing the stools away from each one”.
He continued, “The woman who does the challenge in the fastest time will survive, the other three will be hanged in this room at the end of the contest.”
Without ceremony Jennifer saw that the large clock started counting. She looked down the line of erect cocks in disbelief. What the hell was she going to do.
Tentatively she approached the first man, he was about her own age, his average cock standing largely to attention. She put her hand around it as he quivered.
Jennifer started to stroke the guy’s cock, then with her other hand she played with his balls. Looking up she gazed into his eyes. He shook his head, the look of absolute terror playing across his red face, the noose already pulling his skin tight.
She realised she’d have to work quickly, wanking his cock fast. She felt his body spasm fairly quickly. His entire body becoming rigid, then jerking his hips as white spunk flew from his cock, spraying over Jennifer’s naked tummy and dripping down her thighs.
She grimaced as the sticky liquid hit her skin, twisting his balls in her hand cruelly, she stepped back from him.
“No, no please….” He screamed as she raises her bare foot and kicked the stool from beneath him.
His body swung from the noose as his eyes looked in horror down at Jennifer. His cock still oozed cum as his legs kicked wildly a spurt of urine splashed from it.
Jennifer quickly jumped away, she watched in dumbstruck horror for a few seconds as the man she’d ‘executed’ twisted and danced for her benefit.
Suddenly she was bumped back to reality, remembering the task in hand she quickly grabbed the next cock, it belonged to a boy who couldn’t have been any older than eighteen and only a couple of strokes brought the desired effect, his tip dribbled cum.
Without ceremony Jennifer kicked away the stool and move to the next wretched cock.
This black guy’s huge muscular body glistened as it towered above Jennifer. She needed two hands to even attempt to engulf his cock and as soon as she did, he spat down into her face, “hurry up and get it over with you fucking whore”, he yelled at her.
Jennifer paused, wiping the spit from her face and stepped away from the giant cock, and narrowing her eyes she said to him, “right, for that you’re gonna wait!”.
Ignoring him Jennifer moved to the next, she realised each cock was just perfect blowjob height and tentatively at first, she took the next guy into her mouth. She sucked hard, waggling her tongue as she rammed the shaft down her throat, choking on it. Soon she felt him spasm and before she could pull away, he shot a load of spunk down her throat.
She moved back quickly and automatically shoved the stool away, moving on down the line.
Jennifer didn’t look up at the guys, she just got on with her task, making those cocks spunk, then moving down. When she finally got to number nine, she looked up and couldn’t believe it when she looked into the eyes of her old boss, the editor of the newspaper she had worked for.
He’d been a kindly man, nurturing her career and helping her to get on in her job. Jennifer stopped and closed her eyes, damn, could she do this, she thought.
Before she knew what she was doing she wrapped her lips round the sixty-year old’s fat cock, sucking him firmly as she stroked his balls between the fingers of one hand and wanking his shaft quickly with the other.
Soon she felt spunk spilling down her throat, she kept her eyes down as she pulled away and pushed him off the stool.
Finally, Jennifer got to work on number ten, she’d developed quite a good technique and sucked deeply on him, but this guy just wouldn’t cum. She stroked as she made eye contact, looking up at his horrified eyes. Then Jennifer thought of something, she wrapped her free arm around his back and stroked firmly up his ass crack.
Finding the man’s asshole Jennifer stuck her finger in, twisting it and wriggling it inside him. This was enough to send him over the edge, delivering a huge load into her mouth.
Jennifer held it in her mouth as she stood up, pushing his stomach the guy tipped backwards over the stool and started to kick wildly like the other men.
Looking down the row Jennifer could see all those hanging men were still moving and kicking, their deaths taking time, the agony marked on their faces as their bodies lost control of their bladders and bowels. The stink of cum, urine and shit was unreal.
Quickly Jennifer ran back to number three, he stood defiantly, being made to wait until the very end. Suddenly Jennifer stepped on tip toes and spat up into the black man’s face, covering him in number ten’s spunk. It dripped down his nose, over his mouth and down his chin as he roared.
She grabbed his cock and started thumping it in her fist furiously, grabbing his balls she dug her fingernails into them as she twisted. He didn’t last much longer and quickly exploded as Jennifer threw a punch at his groin, sending him spiralling from the rope.
Jennifer was escorted to a solidary holding chamber after the timer had stopped. She was left unshackled so had a chance to drink from a fountain, draining the taste of dead men’s cum from her throat before rubbing cold water down her body in an attempt to clean drying sperm off her torso.
Finally, she sat down on a bench, banging her head back against the wall several times. How could she have down it? How the hell could she have just executed ten people? Was her life worth doing this?
After a while a guard entered the room, smiling he said, “Congratulations Bitch, you completed the task in record time. To complete the challenge though we just have one more thing for you to do”.
Lead back into the death room Jennifer saw to her horror the three other challengers were hanging from the nooses by their ankles. Their hair raining down towards the ground beneath them, hands all locked behind their backs.
Saliva and tears dripped down each face, they all knew they didn’t have long.
“Ok, to complete the task you have two minutes to finish these bitches off.” The guard said matter-of-factly, handing Jennifer a large, serrated hunting knife. “Otherwise, you’ll take up the fourth noose”.
Damn, Jennifer thought, not again and not like this. She’d already killed ten together, could she make it an unlucky thirteen.
“Time’s ticking”, the guard mocked.
Jennifer looked at the knife and for a second thought about plunging it into him but knew that was pointless. She walked up to the first woman and bending down sliced the rough blade deeply across the neck. Blood spurted out at first, splashing on Jennifer’s body.
She moved on to the next, the older woman screaming now. Jennifer sliced again, the sound of the screams transformed into a macabre distortion.
The third woman appeared to have blacked out, maybe from what was about to happen or maybe from her position. Jennifer sliced quickly as blood spurted onto her. She dropped the knife with a loud clatter.
Standing up she bowed her head and wept, she’d see another challenge soon. Would this be her last?
This is a short little story I came up with while having a lie-in in bed. Hope it's enjoyable.
Jennifer sat in a small dark holding cell with three other women, all of whom were familiar to her from the prison system. Each woman was condemned to die for a variety of crimes, but each had the chance of having their sentence commuted if they won a series of sexually humiliating challenges.
The thirty-two-year-old redhead had been convicted of publishing stories that had damaged the current regime and faced execution. She’d now spent around two months in the prison system, always kept naked in communal cells with around fifteen other women.
Jennifer had won one of the challenges already but knew that with four still to go she had almost no chance of surviving.
No prisoner knew when they’d next be selected or what the challenge would entail. Each chained woman kept her eyes on the floor as nervous energy pulsed through her body.
This time each woman was taken from the cell individually, so they had no idea what the others would be facing. When Jennifer’s time came, she was taken into a large room, not the public arena where she had faced the sex machine torment.
To Jennifer’s absolute horror, ten naked men stood on small stools, their hands tied behind their back and their necks in tight nooses. Each of the men sported erections, having all been forced to take an erection drug a few hours before.
One of the guards who escorted Jennifer into the room unlocked her hands from behind her back and said, “Ok this is an easy timed challenge. You’ll be expected to make every man on the gallows cum before pushing the stools away from each one”.
He continued, “The woman who does the challenge in the fastest time will survive, the other three will be hanged in this room at the end of the contest.”
Without ceremony Jennifer saw that the large clock started counting. She looked down the line of erect cocks in disbelief. What the hell was she going to do.
Tentatively she approached the first man, he was about her own age, his average cock standing largely to attention. She put her hand around it as he quivered.
Jennifer started to stroke the guy’s cock, then with her other hand she played with his balls. Looking up she gazed into his eyes. He shook his head, the look of absolute terror playing across his red face, the noose already pulling his skin tight.
She realised she’d have to work quickly, wanking his cock fast. She felt his body spasm fairly quickly. His entire body becoming rigid, then jerking his hips as white spunk flew from his cock, spraying over Jennifer’s naked tummy and dripping down her thighs.
She grimaced as the sticky liquid hit her skin, twisting his balls in her hand cruelly, she stepped back from him.
“No, no please….” He screamed as she raises her bare foot and kicked the stool from beneath him.
His body swung from the noose as his eyes looked in horror down at Jennifer. His cock still oozed cum as his legs kicked wildly a spurt of urine splashed from it.
Jennifer quickly jumped away, she watched in dumbstruck horror for a few seconds as the man she’d ‘executed’ twisted and danced for her benefit.
Suddenly she was bumped back to reality, remembering the task in hand she quickly grabbed the next cock, it belonged to a boy who couldn’t have been any older than eighteen and only a couple of strokes brought the desired effect, his tip dribbled cum.
Without ceremony Jennifer kicked away the stool and move to the next wretched cock.
This black guy’s huge muscular body glistened as it towered above Jennifer. She needed two hands to even attempt to engulf his cock and as soon as she did, he spat down into her face, “hurry up and get it over with you fucking whore”, he yelled at her.
Jennifer paused, wiping the spit from her face and stepped away from the giant cock, and narrowing her eyes she said to him, “right, for that you’re gonna wait!”.
Ignoring him Jennifer moved to the next, she realised each cock was just perfect blowjob height and tentatively at first, she took the next guy into her mouth. She sucked hard, waggling her tongue as she rammed the shaft down her throat, choking on it. Soon she felt him spasm and before she could pull away, he shot a load of spunk down her throat.
She moved back quickly and automatically shoved the stool away, moving on down the line.
Jennifer didn’t look up at the guys, she just got on with her task, making those cocks spunk, then moving down. When she finally got to number nine, she looked up and couldn’t believe it when she looked into the eyes of her old boss, the editor of the newspaper she had worked for.
He’d been a kindly man, nurturing her career and helping her to get on in her job. Jennifer stopped and closed her eyes, damn, could she do this, she thought.
Before she knew what she was doing she wrapped her lips round the sixty-year old’s fat cock, sucking him firmly as she stroked his balls between the fingers of one hand and wanking his shaft quickly with the other.
Soon she felt spunk spilling down her throat, she kept her eyes down as she pulled away and pushed him off the stool.
Finally, Jennifer got to work on number ten, she’d developed quite a good technique and sucked deeply on him, but this guy just wouldn’t cum. She stroked as she made eye contact, looking up at his horrified eyes. Then Jennifer thought of something, she wrapped her free arm around his back and stroked firmly up his ass crack.
Finding the man’s asshole Jennifer stuck her finger in, twisting it and wriggling it inside him. This was enough to send him over the edge, delivering a huge load into her mouth.
Jennifer held it in her mouth as she stood up, pushing his stomach the guy tipped backwards over the stool and started to kick wildly like the other men.
Looking down the row Jennifer could see all those hanging men were still moving and kicking, their deaths taking time, the agony marked on their faces as their bodies lost control of their bladders and bowels. The stink of cum, urine and shit was unreal.
Quickly Jennifer ran back to number three, he stood defiantly, being made to wait until the very end. Suddenly Jennifer stepped on tip toes and spat up into the black man’s face, covering him in number ten’s spunk. It dripped down his nose, over his mouth and down his chin as he roared.
She grabbed his cock and started thumping it in her fist furiously, grabbing his balls she dug her fingernails into them as she twisted. He didn’t last much longer and quickly exploded as Jennifer threw a punch at his groin, sending him spiralling from the rope.
Jennifer was escorted to a solidary holding chamber after the timer had stopped. She was left unshackled so had a chance to drink from a fountain, draining the taste of dead men’s cum from her throat before rubbing cold water down her body in an attempt to clean drying sperm off her torso.
Finally, she sat down on a bench, banging her head back against the wall several times. How could she have down it? How the hell could she have just executed ten people? Was her life worth doing this?
After a while a guard entered the room, smiling he said, “Congratulations Bitch, you completed the task in record time. To complete the challenge though we just have one more thing for you to do”.
Lead back into the death room Jennifer saw to her horror the three other challengers were hanging from the nooses by their ankles. Their hair raining down towards the ground beneath them, hands all locked behind their backs.
Saliva and tears dripped down each face, they all knew they didn’t have long.
“Ok, to complete the task you have two minutes to finish these bitches off.” The guard said matter-of-factly, handing Jennifer a large, serrated hunting knife. “Otherwise, you’ll take up the fourth noose”.
Damn, Jennifer thought, not again and not like this. She’d already killed ten together, could she make it an unlucky thirteen.
“Time’s ticking”, the guard mocked.
Jennifer looked at the knife and for a second thought about plunging it into him but knew that was pointless. She walked up to the first woman and bending down sliced the rough blade deeply across the neck. Blood spurted out at first, splashing on Jennifer’s body.
She moved on to the next, the older woman screaming now. Jennifer sliced again, the sound of the screams transformed into a macabre distortion.
The third woman appeared to have blacked out, maybe from what was about to happen or maybe from her position. Jennifer sliced quickly as blood spurted onto her. She dropped the knife with a loud clatter.
Standing up she bowed her head and wept, she’d see another challenge soon. Would this be her last?
