The Many Perils of Annie: To be Executed by Hanging Tomorrow

To Be Executed By Hanging Tomorrow.

Annie sat alone in her cell.   The floor and walls and ceiling were all solid metal.  There was a small metal table and two metal chairs.  She was dressed in the standard prison dress:  A light floral sundress with velcro down the front, and velcro on the straps.  She was waiting, knowing full well this was her last Friday.  She was to be hanged on Saturday.  She was feeling a weird combination of dread, and curiosity.  Wondering what hanging was going to feel like.

She was also very indignant about getting tried and convicted.  They called it ‘sex crimes’.  And Annie didn’t think it was fair.  They were both adults, and it really had not been that weird.

The door to the cell quietly opened and a guard walked in.  He had a small duffle bag over his shoulder, and a food tray in his hands.  He put the tray on the table and the bag on the floor.  The tray had a warm apple pie, a rocks glass, and a full bottle of vodka.  Annie already had the bottle in her hand.  She twisted the top off and didn’t bother with the glass, just took three big swallows.  Immediately she felt the warmth rush through her.  Breathing a bit hard, she picked up a fork and attacked the pie.  It was a good pie.  Washing it down with more vodka was just the ticket. 

The guard sat down on the other chair, across from her. 

“I figured you might like this, ……… considering tomorrow”.  Annie ate more pie.  And a little more vodka.  She was quickly and pleasantly buzzed.  “What’s in the bag”?  she asked.

“Some of the equipment to be used in your hanging tomorrow” he said.  “It can help if you see it beforehand, so it’s not such a shock”

Annie looked with curiosity.  “Show me”  she said.

He leaned over and zipped open the bag.  There were only two items in it……. a set of handcuffs, and a heavy white rope tied in a classic hangman’s noose, only about 2 feet long, with a heavy steel loop at the end.  He put them both on the table.  Annie ran her fingers across the coils of the noose.  “13”  she counted.  Then, on an impulse, she  picked it up and put it over her head, and down to her neck. 

“Sexy……….. it feels so sexy”

The guard smiled and reached across the small table and slowly pulled the noose a bit tighter, too small now to slip over her head.  Annie gasped and shifted in her chair.  She felt her nipples pop up hard.  She got wet and felt desperate for sex.  “of course”  she thought to herself.  This libido is was got her condemned to death.

The guard got up, and picked up the handcuffs.  Taking her by the shoulders he urged her to her feet, and snapped the cuffs on her wrists behind her back.

“That’s pretty much it”  he said.  “But this is not a traditional hanging.  Since your crimes were sexual, your hanging will be sexual.  You will be ‘slow hanged’,  just pulled up to your toes, and you will be groped and fondled until your legs give out and you hang”

Annie was so horny right now.  She stepped close to him and pressed her breasts against his chest.  “Show me some more”.

He pressed a button on a fob on his belt, and a metal cable with a hook slowly descended from the ceiling.  He hooked it into the metal end of the rope and slowly ran it up.  He carefully and gently pulled all of Annie’s blonde curls from under the rope and positioned the knot directly behind her head.  “Say when”  he said.  And pressed the button until Annie had to rise to her toes.   She could breathe, but if she had to stay on her toes, or the rope would be too tight.  He moved behind her and reached around and started to massage her breasts through the thin sundress.  Annie moaned.

“It will go on like this…… and more………until your legs give out”

“More…….. do more”  said Annie.

He slowly tore the velcro from one shoulder strap, and then the other.  And then very slowly ripped the velcro down the front until the dress fell away and Annie was standing nude, on her toes, trembling.  Now his hands were on her bare breasts, slowly rubbing, lifting them and letting them fall, circling her nipples with his fingers. 

Annie’s legs were starting to tremble, and get tired.  He moved to her side, and slowly slid his hand down across her belly and onto her pussy, squeezing it and massaging it.  She was so wet, and felt the beginning of an orgasm coming on.  He slipped on finger inside and started to slowly and gently rub her clit. 

“Just so you know, It’s after midnight”  he said.  “This is Saturday.  Your execution has begun”

Annie groaned.  Her vague plans to fight when it came time were useless.  This was it. Legs trembling and her breasts jiggling, the orgasm washed over her, leaving her panting hard.  The noose and the vodka were taking a toll, and her head spun while electric tingles went from her scalp to her toes.  His hand went lower and he slid a finger inside of her.  A sudden jolt went through Annie’s body………he knew where the G spot was, and was softly and slowly rubbing it.

Annie had always said she would die for a guy that knew where the G spot was.  And now it was coming true. 

All her life Annie had suffered from leg cramps, sometimes waking up with her feet in the small of her back while the back of her thighs contracted mercilessly.  Annie felt the start of a cramp session starting, and knew that would take her toes off the floor.  She desperately tried to fight it off while the G spot orgasm grew and grew, and then it was on her, the full body ecstasy of the orgasm and the painful cramps that pulled her legs up off the floor.  Caught in the trifecta of the noose, the cramps and orgasm, pain and pleasure blurred together until she was gone. 

The guard stepped back from her.  He keyed the button and pulled her a little higher so her toes would not reach the floor again.  He would watch while her body continued to quiver, and her legs would ever so slowly straighten out and finally dangle limp.  He dropped his clothes on the floor and adjusted the height of her body until her could impale her on his cock, and swing her like a pendulum until he filled her with cum.  A fitting touch, he thought.  Considering what she had done. 

::::::: Annie's email response to this story.........  "WOW.  What a way to go!"