Going Out On My Own Terms (Hanging)

I lay in my college dorm bed, looking up at the ceiling. I just woke up this morning, and could go to my classes but what would be the point? I failed basically all except one of my classes, and after multiple meetings with the faculty, they basically spelled it out for me. I’m gonna need to drop out. Fuck. Well, that’s it for me then. If my parents find out, then they’ll just find some way to have me become a slave for the family instead. I made an agreement with them that they pay for my college as long as I do well, and since I didn’t…well I don’t want to feel my dad’s dick inside me as he and my mom snuff me. 

Well, I might as well find a way to have fun with this. I pull out my phone, and start texting. 

Yo, Sarah.

*Yeah, Lydia?

I’m dropping out

Oh shit! What you gonna do? I know what you said about what you agreed with your parents

I actually was thinking, what if I came to the sorority party tonight? I kinda want to stick it to my parents. Could I ride the gallows as a main event?

Wait, really! Holy shit that would be great! Like actually??

Absolutely, I can come by the house soon to sign the contract?

I can be there in 30 min

Okey, I’ll meet you there

As I put my phone on my chest, I feel strangely calmer. Like I’m finally in control. I’m gonna die tonight. A smile forms on my face. Fuck yes. I quickly get dressed, grab a bite to eat, then head over to the sorority house. Sarah is already there with a contract. She looks at me with a questioning look.

“Hey Lydia, are you really willing to do this?” 

As she asked, I could tell she was a little antsy. So I just grabbed the pen and wrote my name on the paper. Saying,

“Abso-fuckin-lutely, I’ll get some cheering from this, at least. At home all I’ll get is my parent’s disapproving stares.” And with that I’ve officially signed my life away. I spend the rest of the day just hanging out at the house, even helping set up for the party. I got a couple of glances at the gallows out back. It’s an electronic portable gallows. It’s metallic shine glimmered in the setting sun. It’s easily set up, and there are multiple settings. For me, I’ll simply be held up on a circular disk platform for one hour. Once it hits midnight, the platform will drop me, and I’ll begin my dance. The whole time, I’ll have an egg vibrator inside me and my hands cuffed behind me. Not much interesting happened during the lead up to the party, but apparently word spread fast, and people started to show up earlier than expected. I enjoyed the party, danced with some girls, danced with some guys, and even sucked a couple dicks. I decided against sex because I didn’t want to sap my energy. And eventually the time came. 

Sarah helped set me up. She stripped me, cuffed me, and led me to the gallows. I took a couple of steps up to the small circular platform, and the noose was draped around my neck and tightened. Okay, no going back! Then, Sarah shoved the egg up my pussy. 

“If you lose this, you better hope someone else decides to help you out!” she says as she goes to the control panel. She types in the time for it to drop, and the countdown starts. A couple of people came up to me and tried to do a couple of quips.

“Damn! The whore is gonna fucking hang! How long is the bitch gonna last!?”

“Well, definitely a lot longer than you did when your cock was in my mouth! What was it, 15 seconds?!” I retorted back at him. This was met with laughing and applause. The time went a lot quicker than I thought. The egg in my pussy really felt nice, and people seemed super supportive when I told them what I was doing. I chatted for a bit, occasionally groaning from pleasure, which people enjoyed. I even heard about some girl who was doing some kinda decapitation bet at one of the frats. The time felt nice actually, but eventually it came to a close. Then, only 5 minutes remained. Sarah gathered everyone up.

“Okay! We only have a little bit of time before we see Lydia off, why don’t we show her some appreciation!” she exclaims. This is met with rambunctious applause and cheers. The time was ticking down, and my pussy was dripping with anticipation. Oh god I’m gonna hang. The realization was hitting me. Oh my god I’m gonna die. I start to hyperventilate. I was so calm, but what happened? Was my mind not taking it seriously until now? 

“10…9…!” The crowd counts. Oh god. “8…7…6…” Wait, please let me down. I try to speak but my mouth is dry. “5…4…” No I need to see this through for Sarah, and I can’t go back to my parents. “3…2…”

“JUST FUCKING DROP ME!” I scream out. My calm outward demeanor was interrupted by my declaration. 

“1!” The crowd finishes. And just like that I feel weightless. But only for a second. Reality comes crashing back at me when I find it’s harder to breathe, and my view of the world is at an awkward angle. Oh my god I’m actually hanging! I’ve done breathplay before, but this is a whole other level. The pain, oh my god. I can’t help but quick out wildly. There is a roaring in my ears, or is that the crowd? God I don’t care! Just get me down please! I try to say anything, but only pathetic gurgles make it out. My heart is pounding, my legs continue to kick out wildly. Then I feel something slip. My vibrator. I hear a ca-thunk has it lands below. Shit! No, I need to cum, just one last cum! Please. I don’t care if I die! What? Yes I do…no I don’t…yes I do…Fuck! No I don’t, please someone! I could feel a pleasure burning inside of me, but I couldn’t find a way to put me over the edge. My stamina starts to wane little by little. I try to look out in the crowd, but it’s all blurry. No, no, no, no….yeeeesssss! I feel a warmth in my pussy, someone was eating me out. Sarah? No, she’s speaking to the crowd. Who? Oh god I don’t care! Their tongue sends erotic sensations throughout my body. Then I felt it. It was like a part of my brain snapped, like my very own psyche flipped. The orgasm that I felt was nothing like I had experienced alive. Soon all that was going through my head were these thoughts of desire. 

YES! SNUFF ME! LET ME DIE FOR YOU LIKE THE PATHETIC LITTLE PIECE OF SHIT I AM! FUCK YOU MOM AND DAD! THANK YOU THANK YOU! PLEASE, Just A Little More, I Want to feel…this…feeling…more…help…cumming…yes…

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Lydia wasn't alive to see the reactions of her parents when they saw the viral videos online of their daughter getting snuffed. It was a mix of awe and frustration. They cursed her out, and realized they needed to make new plans for their anniversary rather than snuffing their daughter…