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Subject: {ASSM} ASA Story: Sara - The Execution (/FF, hanging, snuff, SM) (REPOST)
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This story was written by JYM. I (Damien) am posting it
by permission of the author.
Listen up! Yes, I mean you!
There's a few things you gotta read before you go on to the story.
First, there's sexually explicit stuff here. If you're not old enough to
vote, go on to the next message. Better yet, unsubscribe to this
discussion group. Gwan, kid, shoo! And that goes double if sexually
explicit stories are illegal where you are!
Second, this story includes a description of somebody getting killed for
sexual pleasure - maybe the killer's pleasure, maybe the victim's. Either
way, this isn't milk and cookies. If you don't want to read about such
things, go away and read another message.
Third, this is a work of <u>fiction</u>! No actual people or animals were
harmed in the writing of this story.
Fourth, don't try this stuff at home. You could end up dead! Over 200
people a year die playing with asphyxia in the USA. That's not counting
the rest of the world.
Remember, I didn't *make* you read this story. If you think it's badly
written, that's one thing. But if you don't like stories about people
getting strangled to death while having sex, don't blame anybody but
yourself.
Here's some blank space to give you a chance to skip to the next message.
After that, you're on your own.
Summary: This story includes descriptions of female-female sex and of
women being executed by hanging.
Sara - The Execution
by JYM
In the world of 2013, with too little food being grown to feed a rapidly
increasing population, the law against having more than 1 child per family was
rigidly enforced. But the government was not totally unfeeling. If convicted,
the woman was given a choice - she could sacrifice herself to let her child
live. The man who impregnated her was automatically sterilized and sent to a
work camp for ten years.
Sara Hood was 26 years old when she was tried and convicted of illegal
reproduction. The nervous young blonde stood in front of the court for
sentencing. The only persons present were Sara, the judge, the court clerk,
the prosecutor, Sara's lawyer, the baliff, and the court reporter. The
government was taking no chances with terrorists. The bailiff watched her
closely as she stood before the bench. Not because he was afraid she'd
attack the judge but because of her extraordinary beauty.
Sara was indeed the most beautiful woman ever tried in Judge Black's court.
She stood 5'11" and weighed about 135 pounds. Short blonde hair so pale that
it looked almost white in places, big hazel eyes under brows several shades
darker than her hair. High cheekbones and a straight, slightly stub nose,
both sprinkled with freckles. A wide mouth made for smiling. Firm jaw.
And her body was superb - strong and healthy - long sleek legs, flat stomach,
small firm breasts, and a beautifully rounded ass.
All of this readily apparent to the others in the court because, as a
convicted felon, Sara was nude and her hands were cuffed behind her back.
The black 'CF' indicating her status was stamped onto each shoulder with
indelible ink. In addition, her hands and feet had been dyed blue to make
it impossible for her to hide her status even if she were to escape and
obtain clothing.
The judge cleared his throat. "Sara Hood, you have been convicted of
illegal reproduction. The sentence is up to you. These are your choices:
termination of the child and ten years in a labor camp for you. Or you can
petition the court to be executed yourself so that the child may live."
Sara glanced around the courtroom, pale under her summer tan. Then she
dropped to her knees and spoke in a soft voice. "Your honor, I ask the
court to sentence me to death. I wish to have my child survive."
The judge glanced at the prosecutor. He shook his head. Then the defense
attorney. She too shook her head. The judge scrawled something on a paper
handed to him by the clerk. Then he glanced down at the kneeling woman.
"Sara Hood, it is the sentence of this court that you be taken from this
court and hanged by the neck until you are dead. Sentence to be carried out
immediately."
The bailiff escorted Sara down to the holding cell in the basement.
There was one other occupant, a slender redhead in her late teens. She was
nude and marked identically and Sara knew that she was also a condemmed
prisoner. The bailif removed Sara's handcuffs after she was safely locked
inside the cell. Then, in a kindly voice, he told Sara that she had about
two hours before the guards would come to prepare her for her execution.
"You won't be disturbed before then. You and this girl will hang together."
Then he turned and left. Sara and the redhead, who said her name was Lindy,
were alone.
Sara sat down on the bench and watched as the lithe redhead paced back
and forth. The girl was obviously terrified. Sara was scared too, but
determined that her son would survive. She had vowed to die well.
The redhead suddenly stopped pacing and sat down next to Sara.
"I'm so scared!" Her voice quavered and Sara felt a stab of pity. She put
her arm around the girl's slender shoulders and hugged her close. The girl
slid down the bench until their hips touched and then she turned and wrapped
her arms around Sara and began sobbing gently.
Sara buried her face in the girl's hair and whispered, "Don't cry.
I'll stay with you all the way."
The girl drew back, staring at Sara out of wide brown eyes filled with
tears. "Really? Promise?" Sara smiled. "Yes, I promise. But I'm curious.
Why are you here? Surely your too young to have violated the reproduction
laws."
The girl sniffed and wiped at her tears with the back of her hand.
"No, I'm only 18, but I had my first at 15 and then my second with my new
boyfriend. Then I got caught and he took off. I wanted my daughter to live
so I asked to be executed. But now I'm so scared!" And with this she threw
her arms around Sara, burying her face in the hollow between Sara's neck
and shoulder, and burst into tears.
Sara held the sobbing girl and stroked her back with one hand. The girl's
skin was soft and smooth and Sara enjoyed the feel of it under her slowly
moving palm. Sara wasn't aware of the exact moment, but at some point the
girl shift position slightly and Sara found her hand moving down the girl's
side. She felt the softer skin on the side of Lindy's breast and her hand
faltered. Lindy turned a little and her breast slipped into Sara's hand,
the hard little nipple pressing against Sara's palm. At the same time Lindy
raised her face and their lips met, tentatively at first, then more eagerly.
After a minute or so, Sara pulled back and they stared at each other in
silence for a moment. "I've never done this, have you?"
Lindy shook her head.
"Well, neither have I. But if we are to die together......" Her voice
trailed off. Tears rolled down Lindy's cheeks.
Sara sighed. She decided that it might be best to go ahead and distract
Lindy with sex. She cupped the girl's small, pert tits and squeezed them
gently, rubbing her nipples with the balls of her thumbs. The way her
lover had done to her.
Lindy moaned and arched her back, thrusting her tits against Sara's hands.
"Oh god! That feels sooooo gooood! Please, Sara, make love to me. Please."
Sara leaned forward and kissed Lindy on the lips, pushing her tongue into
the girl's mouth. She was shocked at how much she enjoyed it. Maybe it was
the nearness of death, but she found herself wishing she'd met Lindy sooner.
Soon Sara was on her knees, her head buried between Lindy's slender
thighs. The girl lifted her legs and draped them over Sara's shoulders,
resting her heels lightly on Sara's back. Sara explored Lindy's tight,
wet cunt with her now-eager tongue. She loved the smooth, slick feel of
Linda's inner lips under her tongue. And she loved the sweet/salty taste
of Lindy's juices.
Lindy eased herself down a bit and Sara ran her tongue down further and
further. She felt a thrill of forbidden excitement as she realized that
Lindy's tight little anus was exposed and waiting. Could she? She flicked
her tongue over Lindy's anus and enjoyed the girl's low moan of pleasure.
"God, what a slut I am," Sara thought. "Licking another woman's cunt is
bad enough. But licking her anus - and loving it - is depraved."
After a while Sara pulled Lindy off the bench and they made love on the cold
cement floor, in the classic 69, with Sara on top. She groaned with
pleasure as Lindy's tongue explored her sopping cunt. She ground herself
against the girl's mouth. Lindy's fingers found Sara's hard nipples and
pinched them. Sara threw her head back and whimpered in pain, but she made
no move to free herself. Lindy's sharp little teeth nipped her clit and
she moaned even as she slid into a fantastic orgasm. A few minutes later
and Sara was on her knees again. This time, Lindy was in control. She
pinched and pulled Sara's nipples and Sara groaned in estacsy. "God,
oh god, yes! Please. Pinch them. Pull!" Sara masturbated frantically
as Lindy tormented her tits. Her orgasm was soooo satisfying.
Then they heard the door at the entrance to the cellblock slide open.
It was time. Three guards marched down the hall, two females and one male.
The male stood watch outside, armed with a stun gun, while the female guards
entered the cell to prepare the women for execution. They were pushing
a covered cart that contained various items needed to prepare the women
for execution. Lindy and Sara kissed one last time.
The first order of business was to shave both women. Sara felt even more
exposed once her pubic hair was gone. She glanced at Lindy and felt an ache
as she noticed how sexy her bare cunt looked. She wished she could taste it
once more. Next, the girl's bodys were oiled with a thick liquid that made
them tingle all over. They didn't know that the liquid contained a drug that
would heighten the sensitivity of their nerve endings. The guards rubbed
a paste version of the same drug into their cunts, onto their nipples,
and into their anuses.
Then a leather belt was strapped around each girl's waist. Stainless steel
rings were attached to the belt every 2" all the way around. A thin chain
was attached to a ring in the back and the chain was brought between their
legs. A vibrator was slipped onto the chain via a ring in the bottom and
inserted anally. Another vibrator was slipped on and inserted into each
girl's vagina. These vibrators were controlled by radio.
A third device, a flat disk, was slipped onto the chain and fastened in
position over each girl's clit. Then the chain was fastened to a ring on
the front of the belt. Now the girl's hands were cuffed behind their backs
and fastened to a ring on the belt with a short length of chain. Squat,
thick penis-gags were inserted into their mouths and secured with straps.
They were ready.
Sara wet herself as they were led out of the cellblock and down the long
corridor leading to the courtyard where she would be hanged. She blushed
as she felt the warm piss running down her thighs. A quick glance behind
showed that Lindy had lost control too. A stream of yellow flowed down
her slender thighs. Sara began to struggle, not believing that she could
be taken and executed like this. The guards handled her easily and she
slumped in their hands, knowing that she was going to die.
When they entered the courtyard their eyes automatically went to the
gallows. Two nooses hung from the sturdy crossbar. They would hang
together, not one after the other. Sara felt a sense of relief - she
didn't want to have to watch Lindy die and then be hanged herself.
Something about the gallows struck Sara as strange and it took her a
minute to figure it out - it wasn't elevated. There was no room for them
to drop through a trap door and have their necks broken. Then she saw that
the ropes ran through pulleys attached to the crossbar. With a jolt of
horror she realized that they would be lifted a few inches and would be
allowed to strangle slowly. An example to the rest of the world. For,
of course, their execution would be televised live and also filmed.
They stepped up onto the platform and the nooses were slipped over their
heads and adjusted. Sara and Lindy were facing each other. A guard affixed
heavily-weighted nipple clamps - clamps with cruelly sharp teeth - onto each
of their nipples. The agony was immediate and intense. Sara threw her head
back and screamed, her scream muffled by the penis-gag. More clamps were
affixed to their labia. Sara screamed louder as one was fastened to her
clit. Her feet moved in a quick dance of agony.
A button was pushed and Sara's back arched as the vibrators were activated,
sending waves of sexual pleasure through her body. The cream had
heightened her sensitivity to both pleasure and pain. She felt the first
of many orgams shoot through her. Another button was pushed. The rope
retracted a few inches, forcing her up onto the tips of her toes. Her
breathing grew ragged as the rope tightened. Pain and pleasure shot
through her. Orgasms were continuous.
She could see Lindy's body twitch as she felt the same sensations.
Guards approached and removed the penis gags. They gulped precious air.
Then Sara screamed in agony as a guard added weight to the clamps on her
nipples, labia, and clit. She heard Lindy's screams. Sara heard herself
beg for mercy.
Then the ropes retracted again and drew them off their feet. There
was no more screaming or begging. Sara saw Lindy's face turn red and
imagined her own looked the same. Gradually, Lindy's face turned darker
and her tongue edged out of her mouth. Sara opened her own mouth wide and
gasped for breath. None came. Her chest was a mass of pain. She saw
Lindy's body spasm and then hang limply. Lindy was dead. A minute later
Sara was dead too.
THE END.
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Did you like this story? You can find more at
http://www.nyx.net/~anon3a9c/fair/entry.ssi
But if you think stories about people getting strangled during sex -- and
enjoying it -- are icky and shouldn't exist, don't come whining to me.
Why did you read it if you don't like stories of that type?
--
A. P. Damien
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