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Li Chang Hangs
by Damien (address withheld)
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This story is about a special exotic form of
entertainment in the far east. Young women are bought
from their impoverished parents and sold to ruthless
people who first use them as prostitutes and then before
they lose their looks they graduate to snuff shows for
the very rich and perverted. (MF, sn, exh, hang)
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Author's Note: This story includes descriptions of a two
women being hanged by the neck until dead by a man who
is paying well for the privilege. The second woman
performs oral sex on the hangman while they watch the
first hang.
There's a double-header on the schedule this morning -
two girls will be hanged. Li Chang Mi will go second and
she's glad. Not because it means she gets to live a few
extra minutes. No, because this way she gets the extra
excitement of watching Naboko Murakami hang.
The two girls are brought out. The guard helps Naboko
strip naked before her walk to the noose. It's obvious
that she's having second thoughts - she probably signed
up for this just to get the money for her family.
Whatever the reason, Naboko's walk is unsteady. The
guard has to walk beside her, murmuring reminders to
keep her going, and her legs are so wobbly that she
occasionally has to stop and lean on him for a few
seconds. It's obvious that she would turn and run,
except that she would have to return the money and her
children would starve.
The hangman is white, of course. A Chinese or Japanese
man might be rich enough to support a woman's family for
ten years and send her children to college besides. But
only an American or European would be crazy enough to
pay that much just to see her hang. But he's younger
than Li Chang expected. Downright good looking. She
feels herself getting excited just looking at him, even
though it won't be her turn in the noose for nearly 30
minutes.
After the hangman binds Naboko's hands, she's just too
shaky to get up on the little stand. The guard and
hangman have to lift her up.
Li Chang is so disgusted that she decides to show how it
should be done. She doesn't even wait to be led out. She
walks out, slowly, with a natural grace that the peasant
girl couldn't hope to emulate even with full control of
her body. As she walks, she takes off her clothing, one
item every few steps. After each piece of clothing comes
off, she tosses it to some spectator, without pausing or
turning her head. The last item, a sort of loincloth,
she saves for the hangman. He folds it up and sets it
aside as a keepsake, a remembrance of her as someone
special.
Once the commotion caused by her unexpected appearance
has died down, the hangman continues. He fits the noose
over Naboko's neck. She's having trouble standing, so he
just kicks over the stand and leaves her dangling by her
neck. She instantly panics and starts kicking and
struggling, throwing her legs in every direction,
struggling for support, for air, anything to relieve the
pressure on her neck.
There's a chest high partition separating the hangman
from the spectators.
Li Chang slides gracefully behind it and kneels at the
hangman's feet. She looks to him for permission; getting
it, she opens his robe. He is hard already, and she
takes his erection in her hand and wraps her mouth
around it. Li Chang watches Naboko struggle while she
pleasures the hangman with her lips and tongue. She's in
no hurry - it will take 20 minutes for Naboko to die,
perhaps even longer.
Li Chang feels herself getting more excited as she
watches Naboko twist, writhe, and kick at the rope's
end. She feels the hardness of the hangman's cock in her
mouth; it's as if she can feel every pleasurable
sensation she gives him coming right back between her
own legs. She stretches out the blowjob, watching Li
Chang's death struggles out of the corner of her eye.
The hangman isn't looking at her, of course. His head is
turned so he can watch Naboko hang.
Naboko's face turns red. Her tongue starts to protrude
and her struggles weaken and slow down. After a while
she no longer has the strength to do more than twitch
slightly. Her eyes bug out and her face deepens from red
to purple. Even the twitching stops.
Li Chang speeds up now, sliding her lips rapidly up and
down the hangman's shaft and flicking the most sensitive
spots with her agile tongue. Her timing is perfect. The
hangman groans and starts thrusting into her mouth just
as Naboko twitches again, slowly drawing her legs up to
her chest and letting them fall loosely again. Li Chang
feels the orgasm she's been building up to as Naboko's
final struggles slow down again and stop... and the
hangman fills Lichang's mouth with his cum.
Two guards come. cut down Naboko's body, and take it
away for burial.
Another noose is slung over the crossbeam. Now it is Li
Chang's turn. She stands, as gracefully as she knelt,
glides underneath the noose, and waits for the hangman.
She carefully refrains from swallowing -- she wants to
die with his semen in her mouth.
She turns slowly and offers her hands to be tied behind
her back, then turns to face the hangman again. He
brings the little stand -- less than a foot high -- back
and helps Li Chang climb up onto it. She bows her head
to accept the noose as he fits it around her neck,
looking closely at it as it passes over her head. It was
measured to her neck earlier this week. It looks like
the traditional Western noose with 13 coils, but there
is a knot in the running line to stop it when it's just
tight enough to strangle her, but not quickly, and not
to shut off the blood to her brain. She will be able to
savor her hanging.
At last everything is ready. Li Chang stands proudly
with the noose around her neck, her chest thrust forward
to counterbalance her hands tied behind her. She is the
center of attention -- everyone is watching her. The
hangman puts a hand on her hip as if to steady her; only
she feels the lascivious squeeze he gives her as his
hand slides into place.
"Ready?" he asks quietly.
"Oh yes!" she whispers back, "I came once from blowing
you, and I expect at least one more."
The hangman steps away and kicks the stand from under
her. He starts to hum an old tune:
Isn't it rich?
Are we a pair?
Me with my feet on the ground
You in the air?
but then he stops. An erotic moment like this would not
be improved by clowns.
Li Chang feels the noose tighten around her neck. Her
breathing is labored now and she will soon have trouble
getting enough air, but this is the moment she's been
waiting for. The money her family will get paid for the
privilege of snuffing her is nice, but she came here to
experience this, the rope around her neck, the air under
her feet.
She begins rubbing her thighs together, stimulating
herself. Her mouth is full of the hangman's salty semen,
a symbol of life in her mouth even as she travels the
road to death. She is able to keep this up for several
minutes, but eventually her chest muscles get too weak
to force enough air past the noose. She rubs more
frantically now, racing against panic, unconsciousness,
and death.
Soon she can no longer control herself. Her hands twist,
fighting the bonds holding them behind her back. Her
legs flail trying to get a purchase on something or at
least fling herself up in the air to get a little air
past the knot. But she has waited too long and is too
weak. She succeeds only in making the noose even tighter
around her neck.
Li Chang doesn't see her own face turn red and puffy, or
notice when she starts to drool, but the hangman and
spectators see it all. They see her flailing legs move
faster and faster, then slower, then weaken to a sort of
twitching.
But there's a quiet after the storm. Her need for air
seems to diminish. So does her awareness of the world
around her. Her struggles slow down and she feels a
quiet certainty, a sort of buzz. Her thighs rub together
again without her thinking about it, and she feels
another explosion of pleasure between her legs. Then her
vision fades and all sensation goes away. She is
floating, floating in the air with the noose around her
neck. Everything is perfect.
The hangman watches Li Chang's struggles slow down and
stop. Looking at the way her thighs moved, he's fairly
sure she had the second orgasm she was aiming for.
Another few minutes, and Li Chang provides the watchers
with her version of the final convulsion. Even dying she
manages to be more graceful.
The hangman leaves her body there for the guards to
dispose of. He takes Li Chang's loincloth back to his
girlfriend, waiting in his hotel room. They'll have a
wonderful time tonight.
END
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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