The concubine death.

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From the cell window she can see the town. Her cell is in the tower with the noble’s people, so she can see the two men being driven down the place of execution. From what she sees they will be broken and braided onto a wheel. She knows it will her turn soon. She wonders how she will be killed. As a noble’s woman she might be beheaded. She imagines herself climbing onto the platform with dignity and kneels in front of the block. What would she feel as the axe would drop and cut her neck? Perhaps it would be a sword, does it makes a difference. She puts her hands around her neck, and she sees her steel braced wrists.

The men complain along their way. Do they know how they will be executed? She is anxious about being beheaded, what do they feel about what they will have to go through? If they were noble they would have been beheaded. She is happy the king made her noble. It gives her the right to be here in the tower alone in her cell.

When the king died she knew she would in trouble. The queen asked to have her killed. The new king is so young, and the queen rules the country for him, so she has to die because the king liked to join her in her couch. She heard that sometimes newsy noble people had been executed as common people. She would not like to be hung. It seems to her it is quickest to be beheaded rather than being strangled by a noose. She was still holding her neck.

The men where climbing on the platform on which they are to be broken. She feels so sorry for them. They are stripped. How humiliating it may be she thought. She had never seen a noble’s man being beheaded naked. If was not executed as noble women she probably will be striped naked also before being hanged. As her crime has been to have sex with the king she would have to hang naked. She would have to keep her dignity and so the shame would be for the queen.

She hears the men shouting as they are tied. It is nothing as what it will when they be broken.

She cannot keep her eyes off the men. They are now dangling on their wheel naked and broken, waiting to die slowly as the light become low.

She’s awoken. The man is smiling:

-I have to help you being ready…. For you know your execution.

She looks at him.

-Here is the linen dress you’ll have to wear. Do you want me to braid your hair?

-Do…. Do I have to dress in front of you?

-I’m sorry, it is the rule. If you need sex I can help you either. Only if you need it. Afterward it will impossible.

Naked in front of him…. She’s afraid….

-would you like to caress me?

And the man was gentle. She was still in the throw of her orgasm when he tied her wrist and she found herself out of the prison without thinking. But now she knows she’s driven to the platform of her execution, a one way trip. Will she be beheaded of hung? She will soon know.

She sees the noose before climbing the stairs. She hope she will be able to keep her dignity.

Climbing the stair with the hand tied in her back is harder then she expected. Her legs are almost unable to carry her weight. “Dignity!” she thinks as she is in front of the noose. The rope that is about to strangle her to death.

She’s surprised her hands are untied.

A man come to her and shred her dress. She shouts in surprise, and put her hands in her back for him to tie them again. She has a tear in her eyes. She looks in the crow, and them at the queen which is furious to see her keep her dignity as she humiliated.

She’s awaken again : It was a dream she’s not about to be hung.

The ugly dwarf is shaking her.

-Quick, strip I’ve to shave you before you will be snuffed.

The old man is not gentle as she shave her pubic hair and head. She’s crying as she’s more than naked.

She looks at him.

-On all four quick he says as he lower his trousers.

-Errr

-You cooperate or I rape you.

She obeys and shouts as his sex is brutally threaded into her ass.

She’s still crying as he ties her hands on her front.

-I…. I won’t have a dress ?

-You needn’t any.

And she’s driven in tears to the prison door.

The car that waits for her as a pole and her wrists are ties to the pole so she’s on her tiptoes during the trip. She displayed for every one.

As they arrived near the platform she take time to understand. There is no noose. She yield in horror. There is a pole. She struggles as she untied and fight against the guards not to be carried onto the platform, as the men to be wheeled did the day before.

-Let her have the shaft she deserves, the queen says. She’s enjoying the spectacle.

Guards are holding the concubine over the pal. Another one opens her and led the end into her ass. She felt the tip of wood penetrating her. This opening as been lubrificated by the dwarf semen.

She’s in panic. She tries to used the feet onto the pole when the guard are lowering her.

She’s shrieking as she feels to poker penetrating her rectum. She’s sliding down.

She stops and the guard’s hands are removed. The pain is unbearable. She feels herself being shredded and sliding again.

She is surprised she’s still alive when her legs touch the floor again, she has still a long way to go before dying. In her tearful eyes she supposes she is seeing the men that have been wheeled the day before.

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The rapist

She walks in a dark street. Her high-heeled shoes give her a sexy walk. Her legs wind her skirt. She is about to pass in front of me. That street lamp is off, I just broke it. The sound of her walk is nearer now. I am crouched down at the backside of a garbage can. I jump on her like a cat on the mouse. I am excited already. She struggles. I like that. I shred her clothes it makes her cry. I remove her bra and she screams. Her breast is soft and hard. I pass my hand below her skirt and I snatch her panties. She is still bawling. The more she yells the more I am excited. I ride up her skirt and as she struggles and before she clinches her legs I lay on her between her thighs. She has understood, but it is to late, my sex in front of her slit….

I wake up sweating. This hurts. I must found a way to calm down. I’m trying to get hard but I cannot. The device prevents that. I try to get up. My strait jacket makes it difficult, but I am used to now. I do not know how long it is since I am there. My room is small. The walls are white and padded. I am wearing a strait jacket and a chastity belt. At first I tried to kill myself, or I dreamed I did. I do not know any more what has been true and what is dream. I do no know if it is day or night. Or perhaps I dreamed about nights and days. A string at my ankles prevents me from spreading my legs so I cannot run. I have no idea of when I arrived here. Perhaps I never had been out of it.

When I dream, it is often about them. I think I raped them. I think it felt good. Now the only sexual feeling I have is that device that hurts when I am hard. Even my food has no taste. I remember tasteful food, but perhaps it never existed, perhaps I dreamed about that. They said I am mad. I do not know. The only thing I can think about is raping. I remember having sex with a girl-friend. It was tasteless. Raping a girl is tasteful. The more she struggles the better it is. But as I think about that I get excited, I get hard, I get hurt.

Did I still have a penis. It is so long since I saw it for the last time. Or perhaps I dreamed that also? I might have one because I felt it when it hurts.

The first girl I raped was my girl friend. She said she was leaving me because I was so violent. Did it really happen? I think it does. She was wearing a short skirt. I was behind her and I grabbed her by the hips. She said no, She was tight. I pulled on her hips hard and my penis entered her cunt. She struggled and it felt good, I cumed quickly. She left she was in tears. I think she had been hurt. But my god it was so good for me. I though she could have called the police. So I ran to her and tried to apologize, but she did not want to hear me. As I saw her crying I was excited again. I pushed her in the fire cupboard. I grabbed her knee and raped her again. As I was in her I put my hand on her neck and I pressed. I pressed so she couldn’t speak. She would never speak again. I dumped her body in the river. I think I did. Perhaps I only dreamed I did it.

Now my life in white. No colours. No tastes. No pleasure. Nothing. Just sexual frustration.

The second was just a black hooker. It was near the harbour. She was alone. I tried to grab her by the hips as I did for my first time, but she did not let me do it. So I had to make her fell and lay on her. She struggled also and her head hit the border of the pavement before I finished. She was dead. I dropped her body in the harbour water, but I was sad she died too soon.

I know I hurt them. The judge, I think it was a judge, perhaps it was a doctor I do not remember. Perhaps I dreamt it. He asked if I realized I hurt them. Of course I did. I am not stupid. My pleasure comes form their pain. There is nothing I can do about that.

There was also that young girl. She was coming back home after school I think. She had red hair. I proposed to drop her at home as it was raining. Of course I never had any intention to drive her home. She never gave her address. When we were in the woods she said, she never did it in nature and that it excited her. As I was surprised she asked if I wanted to have sex with her. I answered that I preferred to rape and kill her. She thought I was joking. Once she was frightened it was better. I tried not to kill her. I just tied her so I would be able to use her once again the next day but I must have been false with the knot, she was dead by the next morning.

I like the nurse here. I wish I could rape her. I wish I could see tears on her face but each time I think about her it hurts. My god it hurts so much.

Each time I think about sex it hurts and I have nothing else to think about.

It is the sound of the door that I hear. She is here in front of me in her short white jacket. I look at her legs at her breast. She seems to laugh.

-Your solitary confinement year is finished. I’ll lead you to your new cell. Then you’ll discover the following of your punishment.

It the first time I hear speaking. I had almost forgotten. I don’t what to reply. Can I ask her to rape her?

I am to sit on a gynaecologic chair. I look at her.

-I will remove the chastity belt, she said smiling.

I sat and she straps me onto the chair.

I look as she remove the device. I do not remember when it has been locked. She has a key.

She removes a shield. Then a stainless steel part that run from back to front between the leg. A tube is attached to it. My sex is the tube. She shows me the spikes at the end of the tube.

I felt my sex growing. I felt pin and needles as it is a long time since it grew like that.

-If it hurts I can use a gel to numb it.

I am happy to be able to see and feel my sex, but As it hurts I ask her to apply the gel. Speaking is not easy after so much time. I am highly excited. But the feeling is terrible. It is like my cock was disappearing. I still could see it but I cannot feel it. I saw it hard as the nurse finger goes up and down on it. In fact it is awfully frustrating.

Before I cum she comes with a syringe inject something. “It will help you for when the gel effect will be gone”.

I am still in the strait jacket and she lead me to a new cell. It is more conventional. I am bottomless and I saw my dick but am unable to touch it. Even without feeling I would like to touch it, to feel it hard and hot in my hands.

As the time goes on my erection drops and the feeling is back. It is not hurting. I try to masturbate but in a strait jacket it is impossible. The frustration goes on.

Once again I dream about the girls I raped. It is not hurting any more. I cannot get erected anymore. I have to wait for the morning.

As the nurse came back, I explain her

-It is normal, by noon you’ll get the ability of getting erected again, do not worry.

I still have to wait! The frustration goes on.

An hour later, some people come with the nurse. The strait jacket is removed. Moving my arm is painful, it is so long I did not move them. I do not dare touching my penis. There is too much people there.

They are carrying a beam, what is that for? I am afraid they would crush my balls with it, but there are easier tools for that.

They put the beam on my shoulders, it is heavy. They tie my arms to it. Is that a kind of pillory? I just want a few minutes alone to touch myself…. In fact a few hours as my dick need four or five hours to spring to life again.

They drove me in the prison corridors, where are we going?

I cannot see anything. The sun is hot and bright. They are driving me outside the prison, but where and why. They do not answer my question. The beam is so heavy. I am forced to walk and my eyes are getting used to the high light. I am about to leave the prison, but naked and with that heavy beam on my shoulders. I stop. I refuse to walk on, by the pain in my back make me move on. I have no choice. I have to walk. There is lot of people outside. I am afraid they will lynch me, but they let me walk bare foot on the road. I’m anxious at what will happen next.

It is long since I made exercises, so I am quickly exhausted, but each I slow down The guard pick a spear in by back or butts and I continue to walk through the town. They all look at me and laugh at me.

Finally we’re out of the town. On a hill next to the motor way I was another beam strait. I am afraid I had understood what is next.

Now I am near that place. I am knocked below the knee and I fall down.

I’m turned on my back. I am out of a cell than smoothes every sensation, and I’m now there humiliated in front of these people, exhausted with my legs that hurt….

-Ahhh

A nail!, They nailed my wrist! The pain is so intense… They are holding me so I cannot move to look at my wrist closer. Each hammer hit is a jolt of pain. Then it is finished… I try to calm down, when another pain came from the other wrist. The reflex makes me move and the pain is in both arms.

It is just finished that they ask me to stand up. I’m shaking, I cannot move. They take the beam, each movement is painful at the place of the nail. But there is nothing I can do, they are rising the beam. They pass over my shoulder. They are still rising; I have to pull on my feet. I realize I am helping them to crucify me! But there is nothing I can do against that. The pain is too much if I try to resist. A stool is put in front of me and I step on it and the beam is affixed.

I feel ridiculous. Two guards get my legs and spread them at once. I am hanging from my wrists and the pain makes me yell. As soon as I calm down They hammer the nail through my ankles. I yell again.

When I come to me again I am nailed on that cross. I am pushed forward and my knees are bent. Slowly breathing becomes difficult. I cannot understand but I have to push on my leg, I have to try to stand. The pain in my ankles and wrist is unbelievable but I have to do it.

Then I stand. I can breathe. There less pain in my wrists, but the pain in my ankles in unbearable. I have to get down. My butt rests in contact with the wood, and slowly I get down. Then I am sitting. That thing that was pushing me forward is below my ass. But it is so little that I have no choice to let it make its way between my butts. When I feel it on my anus I push again to stand.

-You do not want it! Think about the girls that did not what your cock… little by little you won’t be able to fight it and you will be fuck in the ass! The guard laughs !

I am not alone. I bearly forget they are still there looking at me. I am naked and they look at me. I am displayed and the look at me. I am suffering and they look at me. I am impaling myself and they look at me with pleasure.

I cannot stand forever, and I get down. That time I push when I feel my anus opening due to the sit pressure. But each time my anus resistance is lower. I am opening to that thing. Little my little I rest longer on it. It goes farther and farther.

Then I felt some pleasure. I get pleasure from being fucked. Did the girls felt pleasure? My cock is growing. Every eyes are on me as I am getting hard. I tried to get hard when I was alone, and this is now that I am exposed and fucked in the ass that I am getting hard.

Every body laughs. I am aroused at being impaled, but it is so slow, I get no real pleasure and the pain in my legs and arms is so important. I am humiliated, but what I can do. I want to die, but when I am going to there nothing I can do I have to stand to get fresh air and make the sit move in my ass. Then I am exhausted and I fell. I fell on that thing that rapes me in public. And feel some pleasure from being raped like that.

I see the sun is low. I am cold.

They come to me. One another pain. I yells again, but no sound comes from my mouth.

My legs, they hurt. I try to breath, but they broke my legs. I am impaling on the sit I no longer can stand. Breathing is more difficult. My lungs are burning. I am dying. But I am dying slow speed. I see the people moving, and I take my time to choke. The pleasure is building up and I realize sperm is flowing from my cock. I am no longer able to breathe. It is finished.

Meeting Yung Lee - A Mary Tale

I never believed in ghosts, and when some friends of mine bet I would not dare staying at night in the old main house on that avenue, I said not only I'll do it, but I would be able to do it naked, did I say joking.

A few days later I was driven to the house with a sleeping bag, a torch lamp and some water. First we insure that nobody was using the house, then I stripped naked and gave all by clothes to my friends just keeping a GPS tied around my waist that will insure I would have stayed in the house and a cellular phone. The GPS was not absolutely needed, as I did not imagine running across the street naked as I was.
It was eight and it wasn't night already by this hot June evening, and being naked was not a problem if I was not to meet anyone.

I climbed into one of the chambers on the third floor, where there was a bed that seemed to be usable. I also hoped that if some homeless went here to sleep they would stay on the first or second floor.

I had some difficulties to felt asleep as you can easily imagine. Suddenly I awoke. All was dark, some clouds masked the moon, I used the phone to see it was eleven. In fact someone was speaking to me inside my head I was not really frightened but more curious about what I was to found. After a door we did not notice at first I went into a room that was from a different style than every other room in the house. It looked like a Chinese place. In the middle a pillory that looked very strange laid on the top of wooden scaffold.

I would have gone away, but the voice in my head leads me to the pillory. As I stepped on the stairs I was getting sure I was making a mistake, but the voice was still encouraging me. Once I was on the deck, the voice asked me to go to the pillory. I stopped to have a look at it. There was a lower board of wood that was at least two inches thick and two upper ones of half thickness. One has its hinge on right, on the other on left, and once they were closed they let three holes, for the sentenced person’s neck and wrists. The voice asked me to open the pillory and as I was doing it, that opening was difficult because each upper board locked itself in the other one hinge, but I did not mind and continue to obey the voice, putting by neck in the main hole of the lower board.
I was having shivers along by back, imagining I was in middle age, sentenced to stay in the nude in that pillory waiting to be hung. The position was very uncomfortable because I was too small. But the voice indicated a lever that allows rising or lowering the boards. It is at that moment that I realized the voice could not be mine, then I asked: “Who’s here, Who’s speaking to me?”.

Suddenly I get a headache and the voice inside my head said that I had to obey, so I put my neck on the board, which was now on the right height, and I closed the upper boards with my wrists into the holes. I heard the “clap”, from the wooden boards locking themselves, and my head went clear again. Pushing the upper board I realized I was unable to set myself free. “Who’s there?” I asked again. Afraid I was alone trapped there for the rest of the night. I also imagined the reaction of a homeless if he found me there trapped and naked. And I was wondering my friends would find me easily.

-I’m Yung Lee a voice said behind me with an oriental sound. I just saw a glowing form in the dark. I was wondering if my friends where building a joke, but how would they have this done?
-Do you know I died in the position you actually are? How do you feel?
-Hi Yung Lee, I’m Mary, I’m sorry for bothering you. The position is not very comfortable, but I think it’s not supposed to be. You said you’ve died like that, but I supposed pillory was not a death sentence, was it??
-Of course it was in my country.” The glowing was next to me and I was unable to see it because of the boards.
-Could you explain me what happened to you?”, I asked, hoping that if I show some interest for his fate the phantom would allow me to get back.
-Of course I can! It’s what will happen to you, but I will have some mercy, you won’t have to wait for three days as I have!” As he floated near me I saw a scar where his sex would be.
-I’m very sorry you had to die after three days in that position, but it seems to me that it is not the only torture you had to go throw, if you want you could talk me about that and I will write it so your case will be known and the guilty ones will be punished? I was frightened and hoped the phantom would accept my proposition, which means to let me go alive.
-Well-tried young Lady! But you will die here the same way I had 2000 years ago in the ancient China, slowly suffocating, But I will tell you my whole sentence if you want to”
-I really want to hear you Yung Lee. And I’m willing to go through some of suffering you’ve gone through, so I’ll be able to understand your mind.” I saw I win some points not asking to be set free and accepting the doom he would choose for me.
-You’re brave and clever, but do not hope to much.” He answered.
-Explain me why you were sentenced Yung Lee.” I saw that my question made a change in his attitude.
-Err! In fact I raped a girl, she was not willing to let me… “ I was afraid been naked and trapped in front of a rapper, even if he was a ghost.
-Ok, You were young that’s right?” Did I ask to help him to continue on.
-Err ? Yeah, but I didn’t know she was the governor daughter and a guard was following her, so I get arrested immediately.
-So you were send in jail?
-Yes, and the tomorrow morning I was driven to the centre town” explained the ghost.
There his wrists were tied high to a pole, and then his ankles were tied making his legs spread. The position was extricating. The executioner threaded a wooden stick into his urethra. As he explained that I was afraid he would make me suffer the same. But he was in his story. Explaining the girl he raped was looking at him, like the whole people of the village. I can imagine the shame of being displayed nude like that to have his genitals tortured. First his balls skin has been burned, and finally a hot red pincers was used to cut off his penis and balls. He vanished but was waked up by the torturer, who still had to remove what was left of the wooden stick. And then was send back into his cell.

He hoped his sentence was done. The first week was hell, as his scar was hurting. He had to learn to piss sitting like a girl, and the other prisoner decided to use him to satisfy their sexual need. A fully week passed when he was moved to anther place were he has been thrown into a muddy hole with two other people. One was sentenced for bribery, the other for murder. His sexless condition let him no way to hide the reason of this sentence, so the two used him again. He stayed there another week, and then they were taken out of their hole. He realized then that it was a prison in which each cell was a hole opened to rain. Turning his head he saw the pillories. They were nine on the other side of the road, in the middle of nowhere, the reason of the condemnation was written on the boards, so he immediately understood that the three empty ones were for them. Most of the people in the pillories were sentenced for murder, repeated theft or corruption. They all were naked, and covered with mud, so were them. A few minutes later he was locked between the two others.

-Were you allowed to drink and eat?” I asked
-Some water was offered about every two hours, but no food”
-Am I allowed to get some water ?” Yung Lee seemed disappointed
-Err? I fact there no reason you don’t but I have none
-On the third floor I have a bottle full of water”
-I? I cannot get and fetch?? I understand, Yung Lee as a ghost was unable to have any effect on object, but he could speak to me. I tried to move my hand forward and backward.
-If you let me go and get it I promise to come back”
-I cannot set you free” He said as the pillory opened.
The voice in my head said, “you just go and get your water bottle, do not try to escape.”
-There is no problem Yung Lee, I’ve promised, I’ll get back and I really want to know the rest of your story.” I was happy to be free, even knowing that I have no way to resist the voice in my head, but being able to walk was wonderful. I really understood what Yung Lee might have suffered even if I have not been castrated and humiliated like he had been. I did not even think to use the phone, and run back to Yung Lee. Before he asked I drank and lock myself back in the pillory, but I was not as frightened as before because I knew how to get out of it. Yung Lee continued his story on.

He had been locked at sunrise, and he discovered the torture during the morning. Unable to move you get pins and needles or cramps. When you get tired your windpipe is mashed on the board. I was not in the pillory for so long so I did not experience the cramps or the windpipe mashing. But known that I realized that standing like I was, I was unable to get any rest. But there was also the road; nothing happens, so they had nothing to distract them from their torture, and the only people that were going along the road splat at them, or more beat them. The afternoon, he discovered the effects of the sun and heat. The evening the guards came and abuse them, but his sexless crotch made them more evil.
As I was hearing him I feel a growing need to pee. And when the need was becoming an urge I asked to go to the toilets, but Yung Lee refused, and I heard the small voice menacing me of a new headache. Finally I had to pee in that position my urine splashing on my legs. After there was no way avoiding the puddle but to put my feet into it. The guards told him woman are never executed that way, and the other prisoner having their penis, they do not urinate on themselves, this was reserved to rappers.

And the night began in the odours of sweat, urine, shit, and sperm. He could feel sperm flowing from its ass along his thighs. The first night was cold. At the morning he was happy, hopping to be free, letting his pillory to some one else, he would have been happy to get back in the hole. But when the executioner came it was not to free them. The other condemned just had a kind of breath, so he did not realized what had happened. The executioner came behind him, putting his foot between Yung Lee feet. And quickly remove the board he was on. I did not understand, but the voice required that I kick one of the boards my feet were on. As soon as I did it I understood! Being two inch lower, I had to push on my toes to be able to breath.
I imagine Yung Lee desesperation. As he saw the three corpses being taken away, the boards being changed, and then three new condemned been taken out of their hole, he realized it was a death sentence. Lowering his eyes he saw there was still one board under his feet” So was under mines.

With the board gone my situation changed dramatically. I quickly get cramps in my legs, but as soon as I allow myself to loosen my position, I breathing was difficult. I was there for some hours; Yung Lee has to endure that for days.

The second day there was a storm that let them drenched. As he was suffering an old women came. And she told him:
-As a rapper you get a right punishment, I hope they have crushed your nuts before the castration, as they’ve done to my husband. But know you are near your end think about pleasure, and you will lower your pains, and she put a piece of lemon in his mouth. Do not think I have mercy for you, knowing that, you will last longer”.
I didn’t realize the end of the sentence at first, but I immediately realized that thinking about a cock inside my pussy help me to think to some thing other than my suffering, but I quickly find myself horny, but unable to satisfy myself. For Yung Lee that day was worst than the preceding one, and he was waiting for the evening rape, hoping to get rid of this sexual excitation, but without sex organ, he didn’t.
The next morning, the executioner struck his ass: “You’ve done the longer, wait for the worst” and removed the last board…
-Please Yung Lee…   …Do not force…   …me to remove mine…   …before you’ve finished…   …your story” I beg obliged to wait for each breath.

Yung Lee accepted. He explained that without the last board he had to push on his tiptoes get a difficult breath. He was near to hang to the board. Even drinking was difficult. It was near noon when he got a cramp and he was so exhausted that he finally succeed in letting him smothering. He said the pain from it was surprising him, but I was soon to discover it he said. Even if it began several times, the whole thing is much more difficult he explained.

I was both afraid on what was coming next for me, and sorry for Yung Lee.
I heard the voice for kicking the last board.
-Please Yung Lee…   …Some questions…
-Ok what do you want to know?
-What happen next.

When Yung Lee Died, He found himself as a glowing form that slide out of his corpse, but unlike the other that were rising, he just lay near his corpse, and roamed for centuries since is corpse disappeared. He didn’t know what to do. So he reproduced his execution from place to place haunting house after house. At first with some concentration he was able to move some objects, but he was not any more for centuries, but he increased his force in minds, so nobody could resist his suggestions. So he got his revenge for his infamous death.

Speaking with him, I succeed in making recognize that theses victims were not guilty for his death, and finally he accepted and was sorry for them. I saw that his glowing colour changed from something like green or grey he switch for a very light pink.

-It’s time to kick your board lady, For the last time I promise, but I need to see someone being smothered like that once again. The voice became stronger
-Oh please Yung Lee…
-What’s more?
And I succeeded in making him recognize that the guard were only making their jobs, even if they could have been smarter, and so he did not really had to hate them for that. It was harder for him, but once done, He got pinker and floated higher in the air.

But the voice came even stronger, and I argue once more, and that time I had him say that he regrets raping the girl. This colour was very strong, and he was able to float up to the ceiling. Was he having his dick back ? I think of it, but he floated behind me. I do not know if I hoped or fear for him to rape me.
His will was stronger than mine so I obeyed to the voice kicking the board.
I was hardly able to reach the floor with my tiptoes. I just succeed In saying :”I excuse You ‘cause I know you need to get rid of the way you were killed.” I fell him through me. His full body felt warm to me, and I felt the pillory opening, and I fell on the floor on my piss. In my head the small voice said “Chinese girls used to epilate their sex, you would be as pretty as them if you were doing it”. I just saw him rising through the ceiling. When I went outside it was near eight, my friends were there to take me back to home. They do not want to known about Yung Lee, saying Ghosts do not exists. They are sure I pissed myself, of being frightened, but I win the bet.

They explained me that they knew some people where found smothered and naked after spending a night there, and they had the same mark as I had on their neck.

Once At home I got a shower and I waxed my sex, I do not really know why. But since this story each time I get some hair, I felt an urge to wax.

Found another Mary Tale when she meets Sandy

Bitch on the beach

She is laying on the sand. Her dark skin contrasts with the light sand of the beach. The temperature is always high in this little private tropical island, and the sun is rising in the sky. So being near the sea in the nude is what every-body expects. Some of you might think she is lucky.

As she wake up she need time to understand. Time to realize where she is: On the beach sand. She hears the noises of the sea. She can even see it if she turns her head to the right and look behind. She lays on her belly so her mouth is easily covered with sand. Her hands are tied in her back, and it seems to her that her ankles are tied to her hands. In fact it is not exactly the case; she lacks suppleness for that. But a rope is taunt from the ones to the other. The way her ankles are tied forbids her to clench them.

She tries to move. But no way, even pushing with her knees she cannot crawl or gild. She looks up and over the beach; on her right she can see the house. On the balcony the blonde is looking at her. Her soft light skin is protected from the sun and she is contemplating her victim. She is happy to see the brunette waking. She is glad to see her trying to move. She is delighted to see her testing the knots.

On the beach the darker girl begins to understand, she is the other's prisoner. She hopes her new master will come and untie her, as the pain in her legs is just bearable. She is afraid of the sun which will become hotter as the day will progress.

On the balcony, the lighter one drinks and waits to see what will happen from now on. Will her rival be overflown first or will she die from dehydration first? She hope the master of the house will not be back before the other girl have died, or she will have to rescue her. She removes her short to be in the nude as the beach girl. Her fingers move near her thigh, between her thighs. This area is soft and wet. But she takes her time she don’t want to cum before the other’s death.

The beach girl sees that. She looks at herself: she only realizes she is naked. She sees the blonde beginning to masturbate and she is excited. She still hopes to be rescued, but she knows that if the positions were inverted, she would have let the blonde die. She is sorry she loses. Her trick did not work.

The slit is wet and opening as the fingers glide on each lips below the yellow patch of pubic hair. The girl moans with pleasure and anticipation. She is excited; excited to see the other dying, excited of wining, excited because from now on she is the only master’s wife.

She thinks the little pain in her stomach is about the master reaction when he will be back.

But the pain is greater and greater, and soon she is not able to stand up.

The water now reaches her knees. On the beach the darker one does not want to die, but she knows the rising tide will drown her, there nothing she can do about it. The cold water is slowly rising between her thighs.

The Blond now realizes the wine she drank was poisoned. She would have ran to the other girl to have the antidote, but she is unable to walk, unable to move, she is slowly dropping to the floor.

As the waves get at her slit the girl tied on the beach realizes the blonde is ill. She has drunk the poison. At last her trap worked.

On the balcony the agony hurts and the blonde is distorted by the pain in her belly

On the beach, she has cramps in her neck as she holds her head high and keep her breathe.

Both struggle to live but lose their battle.

When the master plane land, the new Asiatic wife which his near him, wonders how the first two wives will accept her. She cannot imagine both are dead.

I'll hang with both of you !

As usually they were occupied at each other when Helen came to their cell.
How have they managed to be both in the same cell, with no body else?
The death corridor cells have bars behind the door. And both of them appeared nude behind the bars, absolutely shameless.
-I'm coming there for some explanations about, your, Err, execution, may I go in ?
They both turn around showing their back and giving their wrist to be cuffed as the procedure imposed before anybody can get in the cell with them. Helen quickly cuffed each of them. The guard open the cell and as Helen get in she asked for the door to be closed also.

-Hi, said Helen, I'm no judge, My job is to help you preparing this event. There is some choices you can do, I can do them for you, but it is better we choose together. I imagine you're scared about it. It may help speaking about it. I'll sleep at thejail, so you can ask for me whenever you want.

-Will,... Will we be executed soon asked Melinda who was weeping since she heard the execution word...

-Maybe answered Helen. In fact it is one of the things you have to decide...

-We really can decide that asked unbelieving Melissa  ?

-You can choose tomorrow, the day after, or to have it delayed for four months, but please..

-If we choose to have it delayed could we choose to have it delayed once again then?

-Of course Not, The execution is confirmed, it means you've no way out, but I have things to explain to you before you can make a choice.

-No matter, said Melinda, I choose to have it delayed.

-Hoo! please let me explain... If you think you're not able to hear what I've to say let your friend choose for you, and if none of you can choose let me do it for you, but do not choose without knowing.

Melissa who seemed to be brave asked Helen to explain : "I'm afraid of the execution, but now we're here for months and I've realized it will happen, and I'll try to have guts up to the end, but Melinda doesn't. And even I'm not sure of my reaction when I am facing it. I think it will help a little if you said us how it will happen."

-You've been sentenced to be hanged to death...

- Yes they will put a noose around our neck and throw us in a hole and we will be dead that's all, cried Melinda...

-That's long drop hanging, it's very short, once the rope is tighten you're dead, but there is also short drop, in fact nowadays there is no longer any drop, the rope is hoist up to when your feet don't touch the floor. It took between 5 to 15 minutes before you loose consciousness, and half an hour before you're dead.

-My god cried Melinda, will we be hanged that way?

-In fact you've been sentenced to short drop, but it has been commuted to a fixed time hanging...

-It means ?

-It means that you won't be "dropped", you'll have a support, and if you survive the fixed time you won't be killed...

-Tanks my god ! Shouted Melinda

-How many time is it, asked Melissa ?

-I do not know, but generally it is out of reach, something about two hours, and the support is trapped, The only one person I've seen who has survived to it was a man, is support was a kind of ant-hill, and he had been covered with honey. He survived, but with his leg and genitals were burnt. He had to be castrated...

-Ho! My god! Cried Melinda again, why, why ?

-So my advice is to kick the support away. Perhaps they will give to you once again, but not twice. It means to be brave on the moment...

-It's easy to say, asked Melissa, but hanging is hurting a lot also, you might not know.

-Well, I really know how hanging is. If I was to be hanged like you will be I would kick the support.

-You've been hanged?? asked both Melinda and Melissa

-Several times, and a couple of time up to loose consciousness, answered a redden cheeks Helen.

-How it's for your job ?

-Err, really not, I choose the job because I like to be hanged, and I thought I could help sentenced people.

-But How could you like...

-Please, let me explain again. There is in and out execution. "In" executions take place in a room in the prison. Each condemned can invite one people sometimes two. "Out" executions take place in the prison yard and every body can go and see it. There is an admission charge. Your execution will be "out"

-...

-Normally the sentenced persons choose their clothes for the execution, unless they've been condemned for sexual offence in which case they will have to be nude.

-So, Nude, outside in our case said Melissa, we are to be an example...

-It's possible, in four months we will be In January, so If you want to have to walk naked in the snow to be hanged, up to you. In your situation I'd prefer to be hanged a sunny day of August. It's sexier to be nude when it's warm than when it's snowy. said Helen winking."

Helen's last sentence convicted the two girls, who realised that they were nude almost all the time since they
were imprisoned. Melinda inclined her head onto Melissa's shoulder.

-So it will be tomorrow asked Melissa?

-The executions began at ten in the morning, whatever you choose it will be published this evening. There will be more people the day after than tomorrow, but perhaps, you want anybody to come to be with you. Perhaps you need some preparation."

-Will we be hanged together asked Melinda?
-Will we be hanged with other people asked Melissa?

-If you choose the same day, you'll be hanged at the same time because you've been condemned for something you've made together. Nobody else can be hanged with you. You won't have to wait for somebody else execution. The only exception would be for someone who would have helped you to escape."

-You said we had choices to do?

-Err yes, the choices...  In fact the choices concern your body. I propose you could do to a hairdresser and an aesthetician. So that you could have removal of hair if you are interested. Not that you really need something but often women like that. Often also those that are to be executed nude wanted a pubic hair cut or even to have it shaved."

-The prison hairdresser asked Melinda and Melissa.

-No, I get the right to have one or your choice. Mine is ready to come this afternoon to show you some examples, and to come tomorrow morning, or the day after. So is my aesthetician, and I also know a masseur.

The two girls looked at each other, and then at Helen. "What is the best pubic hair cut for hanging asked Melissa."

-It's you to choose, said Helen raising her dress, and then pulling down her G-string revealing a heart shaped public hair with hairless lips, That's my choice."

-I wonder why not shaved said Melinda.

-I find it girlish answered Helen, Try to keep a small area of hair there at first, and if you don't like it you could have it removed then.

-It's a good idea said Melissa.

The door opening sound make Helen jump loosing her pants. She quickly pulled her dress back, hoping the guard hadn't seen any thing.

-You're called at the head miss.

-OK.

-Tomorrow said Melissa and Melinda, we don't want any body to come. Will you come and see us this afternoon ?

-Of course Said Helen.

Once Helen had left the cell, the guard removed the handcuffs

-Oh! please Helen asked Melinda, Can I ask something to you?

-Of course, from now you're under my responsibility

-Do you think we could have a dildo, Melinda said slowly so that the guard cannot hear, you know, theses with two ends...

-Such objects are forbidden Melinda said Helen, I'll see what I can do... but please do get dressed by 2.00PM.

Helen was wondering why she did show her cunt to these girls. Hopefully the guard did not see it otherwise she could have been accused of homosexuality and she would have finished like theses girls whose crime was to love each other. What is more a sexual offence in the prison and the sentence would be immediate. In fact Helen did not fear being hanged; she was used with her husband. But being hanged in public would be different.

The prison director was laughing when she found herself in front of him. As usually Helen's wants where accepted. Since she was here death executions were easier and the small things she asked for sentenced were nothing for getting peaceful sentenced people. But she didn't dare asking for the dildo.

Driving back to home Helen was surprised, she dreamed awaked that Melinda was pushing this dildo into her cunt as Melissa was pinching her nipples and they where laughing... She never really had sex drive to another woman, Of course she had dreamed a woman would caress her but there was a man in that dream and the other women rope was more teasing her than anything else. But in that case it was true women in the dream... In the need for touching her, she realised that she had lost her string in the girls' cell.

Minutes later she found herself in front of her dildos. When her husband hangs her, he sometimes teases herself with one of them. Why was her here ? She ate quickly after having the hairdresser, the masseur and the aesthetician called. She had to fill the time her girls had left before their execution.

When the girls' cell opened again a few minutes later, they were not dressed as Helen expected. But what's more they were in a funny position to rub one's cunt on the other. The guard was laughing as Helen cuffed the girls. Helen turmoil was great as she entered the cell and she felt herself wet. The girls were dressing up and Helen saw her G-string on a bed as they had both their strings on. Then she dropped her bag on the floor and a dildo rolled out from it as the guard bent down on it...

A few Minutes later, Helen found herself handcuffed, her hand in the back, in the director office, The dildo and her string with her name written on it on the desk. The director asked to the guard to leave.
-What have you done Helen! If only you asked me? Why do you think these girls are in same cell? Because one really love the other. I don't mind they are lesbian. I'm not happy to have to kill them because of their sexual orientation. They asked me for the dildo, but I refused. The reason is I do not want any questions from the guards. And imagine, with their continual sexual orgy, it's not easy for me. If only you've asked me, But now I have no choice, I must have you hanged tomorrow with them"
-I understand, sir"
-I have nobody to replace you, so... Err, what really does the hairdresser ?
-Hair cut, sir, people do not want to think to their execution, so...
-I understand, I imagine, I should propose you to go...
-I'll share Melissa and Melinda hanging, Shall I share their afternoon.
-That's what I proposed to you. But I also ask you to have the responsibility of the group.
-But I'm no more...
-I know, but ... I always trust you... ...I tried to get you out of that, but the sentence was already done.
-I've made a mistake, but I'll deserve your confidence.
-Helen, are you a lesbian ?
-I do not know... 
-Do you want to share Melinda and Melissa's cell
-I... I think
-Tomorrow you will say me...   ...if you're lesbian
-Yes sir.
-Have a good afternoon.
-Can you ask my husband
-Yes
-I want him to put the noose around my neck
-Of course Helen.
-Thank you.

An finally Helen found herself her hands cuffed in her back with strings from her hands to her legs with anklecuffs as Melissa and Melinda where cuffed in the same way but with there hands ahead. Some strings were added from Helen to each of the other Girls. "Here are the keys" laughed the guard putting a necklace around Helen neck. Due to the anklecuffed they travelled slowly throught the prison. Helen shame was high, it was perhaps what was arousing her so much. If she could she would have tryed to touch her clitoris, but that was not possible she will have to wait to humble herself before her hairdresser and asking him to uncuffed them and to cuff them back to the hair seat.
-Hi Helen, said the Hairdresser. You make me confused, I do not now how it works, you did it every time.
And He quickly cuffed the girls to the seats, and proposed them some coffee.
-I propose to wash your head today so that you'll be better before the aestetician, and we choose a hair cut.
-Do we have to choose something Helen Melissa asked , who was comforted by Helen sentence, as she will share their fate her advice will not be so bad.
-Try short hair, or something like, bun plait or ponytail. If long hair get traped in the noose it's not funny, and
you usually have them at your front when you're cuffed...
Every body laugh as Helen Hair were in front of her face...
-Buns are for oldtimer said Melinda
-What about dreadlocks ? proposed the hairdresser.
The girls finally choosed bunches for the end of the afternoon, because it's so girlish, and a ponytail for the next day.
Helen got a plait.

The French man kissed each girl on her mouth and let them cuffed on their hair seat in the prison hairdressing salon.The keys are on the table near the door he said, good afternoon girls !

A few minutes later came the aesthetician.
-Hi girls, Helen you spoke about two personns, and the director just said that you're three, I'm not sure I would have time !
-Hi Chantal, How are you ?
-Envious, I understand the reason why you choosed to be hanged Helen, these hair cut of your are the best I've ever seen.
-I can let my place for you Chantal.
-I don't want to deprive any of you, so who's the first ?
-Melinda Is the youngest of us, I think she should go first ! replied Helen.
-So where's Melinda's Keys, You'll have to strip naked and lie down on the table.
As soon as Melinda was on the table, Chantal shackles her wrist and ankles so that she cannot move.
Helen and Melissa got back their handcuffs and anklecuff to be able to see Melinda.
-What do we do asked Chantal
Before Melinda could answer Helen replayed
-Hair removal from legs to waist with a square of hair left over the sex.
-Eh! Said Melinda...

Chantal was professional and Melinda was happy at the result when she was uncuffed to turn onto her belly.
The buttock hair removal was not so easy... And when it has been finished Melinda and Melissa asked Chantal
if Melinda could keep naked. That worried Chantal who agree if Melinda Hands were cuffed in her back.
The program was the same for Melissa who got naked and cuffed hand in her back as Helen stripped. For Melissa and Melinda who were near from black hispanic girls the white body of Helen seems unreal. She was a true blonde.

Before Helen can answer Chantal, Melinda and Melissa aked a full Hair removal from legs to waist, and nothings on her pubis. Chantal asked Helen, who first reaction was to close up her legs realised that she did not unlike to be tied and humiliated, so she said to Chantal to make what the girls said. delighted Melissa and Melinda  also asked Chantal to remove Helen's moustache. For the buttock hair removal Melissa suggested that Helen were tied so that she could kneel down. When Helen had been untied she discovered that her pubis was shaved, but a H shape was left over her lips. She wanted to touch it, but Chantal cuffed
her like the girls were.
-What do you think about that ? asked Chantal
They looked at each other and finally they all asked to have their pubis shaved no black square for Melinda and Melissa and no yellow H for Helen.

They had some cream on their breast, and all sort of treatment, Chantal performed for her.

They were cuffed and naked when the masseur remplaced Chantal. Melinda and Melissa felt ashamed to be naked and shave and asked to dress up. The man let them do, one after the other. At Helen turn, Melissa said that Helen could stay naked and that she would start the massages. Helen found herself tied onto the table as Melinda and Melissa asked massages for her. Strangely the girls asked for massages around buttock, pubis, thigh and breast, and Helen hardly hold back her sighs.

When Helen's Massage ended, Melissa said Helen could stay onto her table during their massages. Poor Helen felt more and more humiliated tied spread onto the table, with her sex wet and open. She even realized that she was unable to hold back a waist movement. At the moment Melissa and Melinda were tied onto table but with their underwear on and their legs tight.

Finally Melissa and Melinda got dressed and cuffed and before Helen could leave her table the masseur spoke about sexuality

-I've heard you've been sentenced because you're lesbian. Are you interested in an aphrodisiac ?
-I do not think we need it replyed Melissa, and do not hope anything from us...
-Do not repeat it, I'm gay... I'm not interested by women. What I proposed to you is a branch of tree.
put some sap onto somebody genitals and you'll see the arousal about 5 minutes after and about 1 or 2 hours...
-How can we get it back to our cell ?
-I have a solution, did he said taking a condom, sliding the branch into it, and closing it by a knot. Melissa take from the masseur hand and directly drive it in Helen's cunt saying, "Its long since she wait for having somethings here". Helen would have cryed, She was wondering why Melissa was so cruel to her.

A few minutes later Helen was dressed and cuffed the girls stringed to her, and she was driving them through the prison, the branch moving into her cunt. Walking was made hard by the branch, the ankle cuff Helen wasn't used to, but also by Melissa who wasalways pulling at her string.

When they were back at their cell, a bed has been added in the cell for Helen. The three girls were happy not to have to wear these strings and cuff. The door wasn't closed that the director came to them.
-Helen, here are the tieing solution. call for me when you have chosen.
Melissa took the bag from Helen's Hands, "what's that !" did she said. As Helen began to raise her dress to get the branch back, Melissa said : "Stop, what are you doing"
-I just wanted to remove."
-Do not. I decide who do what and when. stay here, and she emptied the bag on the floor.
There were here, Helen's dildo, ropes and a pair of cuff. Melinda tried to get the dildo but Melissa stopped her also.
-Melinda, Helen, strip. Helen, tie Melinda hands in her back, and do not touch to your cunt.
As Helen was tying Melinda Melissa stripped also, and then she cuffed Helen.
-Sorry, but I'm not good at knots she said removing the branch from Helen's belly.
She sat onto a bed with her legs put together with her butts so that when she spread her knee her cunt was
visible to the two other girls. She began to put he head of the dildo on her pussy.
-OK Helen, you wanted to see lesbian girls in action, so you will see... explain us this tying story.
Helen and Melinda was aroused at Melissa sight, and Helen hardly can said
-It's the way they will tie our hands for hanging.
-Is there a "choice" asked Melissa whose eyes can hardly stay open
-Err, yes you can choose handcuffed as I am
-And ? aked Melissa trying to put the dildo head into her opening
-Like Melinda with the hands crossed
-Melissa seems to have an after tought, and she stand up and undo Helen's cuff which needn't any key
-Please tie me in the next solution she asked.
-The next solution is similar to Melinda's but with the hands joined, It's more uncomfortable in my opinion,
but it forces your breast.
-The position hurst a little... Helen Take my place on the bed, you can play with your toy but only on yours lips

Helen hesitated, but finally she sat opening her legs to reveal her cunt and clit to the two girls. After such a day
It was good to feel that plastic penis onto her sex, she closed her eyes...
-Stop ! shouted Melissa...
The dildo head was near Helen's opening...
-Untie Melinda please... I know that's not easy to stop at that moment.
Helen was disappointed, but on the other hand she was happy the feel the arousal growing...
Melissa ordered that Melinda ties Helen in the next way which was crossed hand in the back with a rope around the belly
-That way you cannot use your hand on on side explained Helen.
It was Melinda turn to show her play with the dildo, and she seemed to be used to take her time, she didn't tried to make it slide into her. She sat on the penis laying on the bed an make it roll from one butt to the other as she was looking at the cuffs
-Why didn't you choose a double ended one she asked to Helen.
-Err, I didn't buy it today, it's mine... Eh Stop Melinda !
Melinda was trying the cuffs
-Tied as we are, we hardly could uncuff you, you know !
-But I want to try the cuffs
-Let's try the next solution proposed Melissa
-It's the cuffs I want to try. clic!
the first loop was closed around her wirst. Then she untied Helen, who closed the other loop.
-Ehh! there is no keys but it's not possible to uncuff
-Of course, said Helen laughing... They are real,
-What the next way Helen, asked Melissa
Then Helen warpped Melissa elbows for the next variation.
-It's worst than before, said Melissa laughing.
Then Helen untied the elbow rope to tie a new one around Melissa's belly
-It's the analog variant as the one I was tied, but with joined hand.
-OK, All these joined hand variant are not comfortable...
-And what's more, they tend to make you bent forward, what is not a good thing when you're going to be hanged
-So your advice is...
-Hand cross tied, with the belly rope, if you think you may try to escape your fate, but if you aren't ashamed
of sexuality I have a better advice.
Helen Untied Melissa who learnt how to make knot. Helen make her tie a loop around her belly, and then pass the
bit of rope between her legs and use it to tie her hand crossed but behind.
-Great ! said Melissa and Melinda together...
-That's the only "hand behind" solution for women.
-It doesn't work for men ?
-They don't need belly rope since the hand are tied to their balls...   ...The idea is you cannot reach your neck.
-But can masturbate !
-Unless you have long arms you cannot, because, once hanged you will be streched, said Helen on her tiptoes to show, but you can use the crotch rope, It's harder, but it works
-Eh! Stop that Helen said Melissa laughing...
-The last solution is for violent people.
Melissa insisted to Tie Helen this way...
-The rope around the wrist pass over the shoulder, over the nipple but under the other one and under the arm, you turn around the back and pass under by breast, another turn which pass over the breast, and the last one pass under the nipple and over the next at the opposite a the fist turn, finally you pass over the shoulder and tie to the wirst...
-It makes you a bra !
-Sort of, but it's very hurting if you try to use any muscle from your arms. For very violent people, they tie together the over and under breats rope, oh please Melissa no...
Of course Melissa tried, and found herself satisfied by Helen tied breast which was turning red or purple...
-Do we have other choices ?
-Err, This tiing is not a choice, it will be used if you try anything. We will be tied in our cell about one hour
before the execution. You can choose to have your ankle free, cuffed or tied, but this will be done on the gallows.
From the cell to the gallows we will be ankle cuffed.
-Want do you suggest, asked Melissa slowling spanking her.
-I've no opinion on that. One girl chosed to be tied at ankles and knees because she was to be hanged naked and did not want to show her genitals... It's up to you. I think I'll choose free ankle.
-OK, said Melissa whose fingers where visiting Helen's Ass.
-The two last choices are more... Hummm! ...lavaltorial..
-...
-Often hanged people defecates or urinates, so It's proposed that they put a kind of cork, in the anus or urethra.
-Once again what's Helen advice for being hanged with pleasure.
-The cork in the urethra seem to be very painful and it's place about one or two hours before, so choose it only if you're so bothered by pissing in public. For the anus one, every people that chosed it said that it tooks five to tens minutes to be used of it, so I think It's a good choice.
-Does it really happens that people craps ask Melinda worried.
-Never with corks, but the more scared they are, the more it happens.
-You've already been hanged Helen, and
-I pissed as I loose consciousness, but I wasn't scared
-Are you
-Of course, I am, this time it won't be a game...
-You're not scared of being Hanged but of being killed asked Melissa
-That's right
-I'm scared of being Hanged but not of diing replied Melissa
-I'm scared of both criied Melinda.

-Take it as a game, being breathless is arousing...
-You think asked Melissa whose finger were back on Helen's nipples, pinching them
-More than you can think.

-How a hurting thing can be arousing asked Melinda coming next to Helen caressing her Breast
with her own breast
-Look at what Melissa is doing to be, its hurting and arousing
-But you seem to like it said Melissa
But Helen was looking Melina's breast flow onto her breast and belly to her pubis. The cuff girl thrust
her breats between Helen's thigh who imagined a moment that it will enter her cunt like her Husband's penis
-Shower, it will be meal time.
Once untied Helen would have touch herself but Melissa was keeping an eye on her.

When they came back from the meal the girls asked Helen to strip, and cuffed her once again.
-Oh! Please, tie my hands crossed in my back but not the cuffs please.
Melissa agreed, but has another idea and Helen found herself with her wrist tied to her knee,
so sat on a bed she was unable to close her legs. A ripped piece of sheet sank in her mouth.

-So you wanted so bad to see lesbian girls, you'll just have a look... said Melissa

Helen saw that Melissa ruled the couple, Melinda would have played with Helen, but Melissa only authorize some kiss on Helen breast or cunt...

It was night, when they stopped exhausted. Poor Helen had never been so excited, and was hoping her patience would be recognized.

-Do you know the aphrodisiac, Helen asked Melissa ?
-Err, It's not an aphrodisiac, it irks, so on gentials its arousing as a side effect. If you abuse of it a side effect it a burning, but it can appear only one or two day after use, so we do not not have to worry about that.
-So lets try it.
Melissa make Helen rotate so that she founded herself the butt in the air, and face on the bed, and she felt the
branch thrusting her arse-hole.
-No please, the sap only the sap and not there...
-How do I get the sap ?
-munch it...

A few minutes later Helen was unable to control herself with munched sap in her arse and on her nipples she was trying to rub herself on whatever she could get. But Melissa only give permission for licking the girls cunts and asses.

When Melissa decided to go to bed, Melinda asked for Helen, and got the right to fulfill her but with the hand tied. Helen never had a so violent orgasm before. It was growing slowing since the middle of the afternoon. and she finnly felt aslept next to Melinda both tied, with their respectives taste in mouth.

They were awaken by the guards who drived them to the hospital room.
-Hi girls said the doctor, I'll ask you to strip and to show me what kind of cork you want."
Helen went first and asked for the shit one. The doctor stick something in her ass as she was kneeling. Once more she felt humiliated, does she need that ? When the doctor turns something and the thing in her ass
began to swell slowly. Do not try to resist Helen. The other girls were shackled to other tables and got
the same treatment as Helen. But Melinda asked also for the piss cork. When a small pole was inserted into her urethra she began to change her mind, But cryied when it began to swell also. I'm just dilating these hole so that they will tense arround the corks.

It was Hurting at the begining but Melissa and Helen began to enjoy it with time.
-How more than an inch, Helen, You've ever been sodomized ?
-Err... Yes, I have been...
suddenly the stick contrated and she felt something round and sticky being pushed into her anus.
-That's right for you...
She saw the the doctor choose something like a pingpong ball with the right size coat it with glue and push it in Melissa and Melinda Ass. Melinda was in Tears when a glued rag had been pushed into her urethra. The way back was strange. Melinda weeped all the way and seemed to have difficulties to walk. At the opposite Helen and Melissa felt a stange sensation of massage in their anus which was not so bad.

When they arrived at their cell the airdresser was waiting for them. So they were cuffed with their hand in their back as the procedure imposed when a non-captive is in a cell. He arranged their hairstyle that were broken by the night. Sitting provided new sensation and Melissa and Helen look at each other and laught. The airdresser laugh also, it's not bad being corked ?

Helen plait has been fold up on her head to clear the nape of her neck. When air dresser proposed it, she felt scaring waves from her belly. In a few hours she will be dead. Seating and seating again helped her to chase away that idea thinking at that arousing cork.

Looking at the girls, she felt that Melissa also found that way not to think to future. Melinda at the opposite was fully scared, and only found pain with her urethra cork.

As a leaved, the hairdresser give them a box they hide for the guards.
-Your husband gave it for you. You three are marvelous, bye !

Once uncuffed Melissa opened the box
-What're thoses balls ?
-They are for us. It keeps you aroused when you walk or run. You silde a pair in your vagina and they will give you sensations as they clink together.
-It's a choice we have, or ... asked Melissa.
-The best way to avoid pain and being scared is to focus onto pleasure, that's why I provide such things as theses balls or aphrodisiac to sentenced people. If you concentrate onto sexual excitation, you'll be able to forget the pain.
-YOU LIE shouted Melinda...
-try the balls Melinda, try to get sensation from your butt cork
-I don't fell anythings but from the piss cork, it's unbearable it burns, It cannot stand it, I don't want to hang, I don't want to die...
-Keep cool, try to focus on your butt, said Melissa as she tried to touch Melinda but cork with her hand...
-Stop, You just think about sex and hurting people, let me alone throwing herself on her bed.
Helen and Melissa tried to put their geisha balls, but they were too big so they had to help on the other and to add spittle.
-It hurts a little, but hoo, each motion is a new sensation. Its very little but non-stop, I won't be able to have it out of mind.
-I asks for big ones because I don't want them to slide out a the wrong moment.
Melissa laughed, but was scared thinking about loosing that at the end of the rope.
-We should ask for our hand behind ? asked Melissa
If you think about sex, you will build your orgasm whatever you can masturbate or not, but there is more frustration if you cannot.
The problem come from you. When you will be hoisted you may try to take the rope with your hand, If you do that you will hurt yourself because of the crotch rope.
-I imagine men tightening their balls, said Melissa too scared to laugh.
-Some time at the end of the hanging some reflex does the same, for the begining you can try to have the rope on one side to avoid it to be between the lips. But the action is too violent you will hurt yourself. It's you to choose, It will be mine. I think Melinda should take her hands crossed on her back, perhaps with belly rope.
-DO NOT CHOOSE FOR ME !
-I hesitate, said Melissa, I do not want to hurt myself I think I will choose hands in the back.
-We should strip, do you want me to spread the aphrodisiac on your lips ?
-I do not want anything from you two, Its hurting so much
-It would help Melinda, said Helen munching...
-Isn't it too early ? ask Melissa
-In a few minutes you will have you hands tied in your back, so...
-Hooo no...
Helen and Melissa spread the sap onto their lips, clitoris, and nipples, but also liked themsleves when Helen asked
-Please can put some of it on my ass
-You like it yesterday ?
-A lot said Helen blushed.
-Have you really been sodomised asked Melissa spreading the product between Helen's butts Hoo I can see the white cork !
-Yes, but I didn't like it, I was frightened by the cork, but as all sentenced that tried it were convinced, I decided to try... Ehh! don't touch it...
-Really
-If you continue I won't be able to prepare your butt... Hooo that's too good...
-Do it slowly as you prepare me...
-I see yours also, that's curious Hooo please...
-I never though I could get that from my butt... Melinda come and yours to us...
But Melinda was crying on her bed.

These play did not had time to finish, that the cell door opened.

-Helen, It's time to be tied, That's good you're naked.
-Hey these ankle cuff have a very short string !
-That's the rule.

And Helen get into the cell her hand tied behind with the crotch rope, unable to make a step longer than a feet. Melissa laugh at her trying to hide her fright. But with her hand in her back walking with a so short string was difficult. Melinda did not moved, so the guards had to get and strip her. As she babbled something like behind she got the same tiing as Helen.

-I hope we were tied in the same way said Melissa to Melinda... But... But how can I masturbate now ?
-I warn you laughed Helen.
Helen and Melissa tried to lick one the other, but the so short ankle cuff made it too difficult.

Helen began to scare about waiting the execution for an hour like that, but the door opened.

-It's time to go !

-Now ? asked Helen the execution is in 50 minutes.
-With the ankle cuff you have that's what you'll need.
Throat dried, the three girls began a small steps walk through the prison. Helen anxiety was false, the situation required all their minds not to fall with all the arousing stuff they had. Even so they were frozen dread when they saw the tunnel light with their gallow in front of them. Melinda was supported by a guard as she refused to walk. Helen and Melissa were as they were drunk. each step giving them great sensations.
-How could we get up this scaffolding, Melissa asked in a blow to Helen.
-They will uncuff on ankle...
-Please it no longer time to speak.
Melissa was surprised that she was so excited and so little scared, perhaps the show was begining.
For Melinda it was a true nightmare.

When they get out of the tunnel they felt the hot sun on their skin, and it helped Helen and Melissa to be brave.

In front of the gallows a guard asked Helen, and unshackled one ankle so that she could get up. Melissa had to wait until Helen's cuff was shackled again. "How do they want she escapes" she tought. Being able to make normal step was good, but once up she realised that Helen was on her support, and with her ankle string she couldn't get down. She soon was on the same situation standing on a box a few feets behind Helen on her left. On her left a thrid box was for Melinda. Looking up she saw two beams. one passed over Helen with one noose, the other passed over herself and the other box, with two nooses. She felt scared and tried to play with her cork and balls to change her mind.A few meters from her she realized that Helen also was moving her waist in a way that let her think she was doing the same thing. Melinda had not been unshackled, the guards carried her.

A guard came to Melissa : "Usualy it is Helen, who noosed the women sentenced, do you care if it is a man ?"
-I would have prefered Helen, of course, or a woman, but if it means to wait any longer...  Who will noose
Helen ?"
-Her Husband"
-Can he noose me also ?"
The guard asked Helen's Husband who smiled at Melissa nodding from its head saying yes. Melinda didn't answered the guard. The guard was still near Melissa, so she asked him, what they were waiting for.
-There is a preparation for Helen, It's coming
-What kind of preparation
-She had to be smeared with honey.
Melissa felt highly scared, and when the guard saw it he said.
-Only her, not for you.
-Thank you
-You're very pretty, you know, I like your hairstyle.
-That's kind of you.
-I'm very unhappy, you know, Helen changed our job, before all sentenced were like your friend or worst
-Do you think it's easy to have to be strangled ?
-Do you think it is easy to do that to pretty girls like you.

A man came and coated Helen with honey from waist to legs. Helen tried to blink at Melissa and at Melinda
"She's so brave" said Melissa's Guard.

Helen's Husband took the noose that was going down and put it around her neck, tighten it and set the knot
behind her left ear. He kissed her. As soon as he released the rope it tightened and Helen was on her tiptoes
with a gurgle. Melinda cried.
Two men came from each side pulling each half box releaving Helen support : a Ant-Hill. But as the box opened Helen took her foot high and kick the Ant-hill braking it in pieces. She was dangling and seems so quiet.

Melissa saw her hands and the undulations of her body, she understood, what Helen was doing.

A voice came from her left : "You want to catch up with her ?"
-I do think said Melissa a little scared, you're her husband."
-Yeah, I some way you stole her, But I've not grudge against you. Do you prefer your knot on the back or on the ear"
-Like hers, exactly like hers". She couldn't leave her from her eyes. She was turning so quietly.
-It is a good choice, I think you will have a good time, can I kiss you ?"
-Does it hurts her ?"
-When I kiss her ? I don't hope so"
-Noo, "
Melissa looked at him laughing.
-A least a look ! Did he say putting the noose on her neck.
She felt something in her legs, the guard unshackled her ankles. The knot tighten around her neck, so was Melinda as she see without fear. She felt the kiss with a tongue on her mouth. Before she could say anything, he released the rope and she was on her tiptoes. Then she felt the pain around her neck, but also the arousing between her legs. Breathing was possible pushing on her legs, and in her terfull eyes she saw Helen kicking.
Helen lungs were burning and she couldn't help kicking for a support. Melissa was controlling the events. The pain was bearable, and she remenber to focus on sex. She even asked Helen's husband to fuck her, but her stangled voice couldn't be heard from anybody. Her head was pushed on the right, but as she was slowly truning around she saw Helen near from purple, and then Melinda which might be as red as she might be.
Up to now hanging was not so bad for Melissa. For Melinda things were different. She only concentrated
on the pain, the pain from her neck, from her head, from her lungs, from her urethra. She was already panicked and she was trying to jump to get her breathe, sawing her crotch with her hands.

Helen was fighting her burning lungs with the pleasure she was building between her legs. The tears in her eyes did not allow her to see any things around her. She was alone between the floor and the sky. Flying in her dreams...

Melissa began to panic when she felt the support sliding... Then she saw that Melinda Box was being opened, so was hers. Unable to see what will be in she couldn't find the force to kick it and posed her feet on it. Melinda was already so paniced that she did not realised her support had been changed. It is only when she felt cold she realised that it was not possible for her to let her feet on this icy support which was slippery. At the opposite Melissa understood quickly what to do when she got her feet burnt. Thinking to Helen she tryed to raise her legs, but the pain in her neck was unbearable. Hopefully her position change gave her a pleasure wave from her balls, so she got the force to raise her feet and kick the hotplate. The dangling helped her by sanding waves of pleasures, so she managed to balance herself from her rope. She realised that she was pulling at her hands, and thanks Helen for her advices. The guard put the plate again but as she was balancing she kicked it again without knowing.

Suddenly Helen felt the orgasm exploding low in her belly. It was the most violent orgasm she never had before. All her body was shaking form it, and it seems for her during hours. When the last waved had passed she felt exausted unable to raise her legs. She hardly felt her legs moving, but was unable to control them. Up to there she felt so hot and now all seems so cold. Then she felt something hot flow on her legs. Was she able to understand ? She did not exactlyremenbered who she was and flet unconscious as she pissed.

Melissa had more difficulties to fight pain from her neck with the waves of sexual arousing, and when her lungs began to burnt she would had shouted. Her dance was more hysteric, as she wanted so bad to find any support, even the hotplate. Fortunatly her legs fidgetness made the balls to bang together stronger. She was surprised by the orgasm waves that made her shake. Around her a few people understood the reason why she was rubing her legs together so quickly. They would have help her but she needn't them in her imagination the rope was passing through her cunt like a big penis she would impale on. At that instant, she regreted not to have meet any men. She thought about Helen Who was dying for a lesbian experience. Would Melissa have enjoyed been sodomized ? That is what she wonder once exhausted by her orgasm. A few hours ago she was scared by hanging, not diing, now she enjoyed hanging, she would so badly to have to live enough for some more experiences. She would have retained her piss but realised she couldn't, all hers though became blurred and she tought she felt asleep.

Melinda was pain only, her feet were iced, her legs were cramps bounded, her crotch was hurting like hell, sawed by the rope and burnt by the cork glue, her neck was constricted by the noose and made breathing difficult, her blood drumed at her temples for the most formidable headhache she never had, her lungs began to burn. As she concentrates on each pain she decovered one another to concentrate on. Of course she felt some arousing from her lower belly, but she never help it to build, as she needed to bequiet to concentrate on sex. When her lungs were burning too much she overcame her legs pain to get some new air, but the reward
for some much efforts was very little. Her eyes were blured by tears so she could only see colours and movements. Perhaps did she noticed, Helen and Melissa were not moving so much. At one moment the ice cube leaved and she felt. She hopelessly kicked But never though it was a chance for her as Helen explained her. As soon as the guard give her the block of ice again she pushed so hard on it, to get some air, but the knot had thightened, and breathing was made so difficult that she lost awareness and hanged limp from her rope.

It is only three days later, that she awaked. She had been successful. But the noose broked her voice box, so she never had been able to speak again. Unsticking her corks resulted into incontinence, and her clitoris and sexual lips had been so badly damaged by the sawing rope, that they had had to be removed, so were some of her toes. Fortunaltely, her nurse felt in love with her. The girl had been burnt in a motorbike fall, and she helped her to live in her damaged body has she had to do with her own body.

Helen's husband, the hairdresser and the prison director were judged guilty of sexual offence for the help they provided to sentenced people. They were hanged naked a snowy day of February in the prison yard. They had been castrated a few days before to avoid any sexual pleasure to disturb them from their punishment.

Anna looked at them dangling between snowflake from her cell. The new chastity belt she was wearing prevent her from chasing her fear by masturbation. She knew that she had to have her clit and lips removed and her cunt sewn before she could hang like them. She never really choosed to prostitute, she did not choose to hang. However her black skin would look better between the snowflakes.