The Exhibition: Hanging

The Exhibition: Hanging
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http://sammytriesagain.blogspot.com/2014/10/the-exhibition-hanging.html




Annie and Sammy were on the couch after dinner.  Annie was flipping through channels, with Sammy lying next to her with her head on Annie's thigh.  Annie sighed loudly at not being able to find something to watch, prompting Sammy to roll over so she could look straight up into her face.

"I want you to hang me," Sammy blurted out.

"What?  You'd break your stupid neck, dummy!"  Annie said as she kept flipping through the channels.

"Well, no, not that way.  See..." Sammy paused to collect her thoughts, causing Annie to look down at her.  "After that thing where I had to walk around to breathe, it's started to be something that really turned me on.  Not being able to breathe on my own.  Having that taken away too.  So I thought about it, and I wanted you to hang me."

Annie sighed again.  "You dumb cunt, I had my hand on the safety button for that thing the whole time!  That held the safety valve closed, forcing you to breathe through the machine.  If I had ever thought you were in trouble, I just had to let go, and you'd have all the air you need.  Do you really think I'd put you in that much danger?"

"See, that's what I want!  I'm sure you could do it!"

"How the fuck am I supposed to do that with a noose?  Rope doesn't have buttons, dummy."

"Please?  Can't you find some way?"

Annie stared into Sammy's eyes for a moment, and then suddenly grabbed her neck with both hands.  Sammy let out a quick "Eep!" as Annie squeezed her throat shut.

"Is this what you want, you stupid whore?"  Annie asked, sarcastically.  She then glanced to her left, and saw Sammy furiously fingering herself as she stared up at her.  "Fine," Annie said as she released her grip and gave Sammy a shove that rolled her onto the floor.  "I'll try to figure something out, you dumb slut."

Sammy let out a wide smile, and curled up and snuggled next to Annie's feet.

--

Three months had passed since Sammy had asked about hanging, but neither of them had ever brought it back up.  She had quickly given up hope that Annie would come up with something, or would let her do something that dangerous.

Annie had just arrived home, and was carrying a wide but shallow metal box.  Sammy watched as she sat it on the floor, and then dropped a backpack next to it.  She walked over to Sammy's cage, unlocked it, and helped her out.  Sammy was looking at the box as Annie pulled something out of the bag.  "Hands behind your back, pet."  Sammy did so, and felt Annie wrapping many coils of rope around her wrists.  Ropes were passed between her arms, and pulled tight, tightening the coils around her.  "Move your arms around."  Sammy wiggled around, realizing that although the rope wasn't super tight, she couldn't slide out of it.

"Ok, step up on the platform," was Annie's next command.  Sammy stepped up onto the cold metal, and felt Annie's hands around her ankles, wrapping them in more rope.  When she finished, Sammy gave a quick struggle again, again finding that she couldn't loosen the coils.  Annie next pulled out a partial hood from the backpack.  Sammy could see the outline of the blindfold pads on either side of a cut out for her nose, and then the room went dark as Annie slid it over her head.  It was fairly tight, but left her mouth and jaw exposed.

Sammy was waiting for a gag to enter her mouth, and so she preemptively let her chin drop.  "You can close that hole, bitch.  I'm interested in this one right now."  Annie then pushed Sammy's labia apart, and slid a small bullet vibrator inside her.  Sammy heard the rip of a piece of duct tape, and then felt that cover and seal her vagina.  "And now this one," Annie continued as another one went into Sammy's ass.

There was a small pinch on Sammy's left index finger as Annie closed a loose clamp on it.  More tape locked this to her hand, and then Annie pulled a leather bag over her hands, buckling it closed around her wrists.  "One more toy before we start, piggy," Annie said as she slid nose hooks into Sammy's nostrils, and then pulled it back and buckled the strap to the top of Sammy's hood.

"And now let me set up the last part," Annie said with a pat on Sammy's ass.  Sammy stood in place as she heard Annie shuffled things around behind her.  "I think a camera would be a good addition as well, so I can watch this in the future," she said to herself.  Sammy felt Annie's hand on her arm, and she was spun around a bit to her left.

Sammy rebalanced as Annie withdrew her hand, and was surprised when she felt a loop of rope drop over her head, and cinch around her neck.  The rope continued to tighten, and Sammy felt a long coil around the rope as it pulled against her head behind her left ear.

"Oh!  I know what we're doing!"  Sammy said in a bright happy voice.  She waited a moment, and when nothing happened, and she heard nothing from Annie, she continued.  "Right?  That one fantasy?  We're doing that, right?"  Again, nothing happened, and Annie didn't reply.  "When is it going to happen?"  Sammy asked.  A few minutes passed.  "Hello?"

It seemed harder to Sammy to keep her balance with the rope around her neck, and was starting to
get confused about what was happening.  She'd assumed it'd be a quick thing, and maybe they could
 try it again or something.  She didn't expect to have to stand here and wait for it.

"Useless slut Sammy has asked to be hanged," Annie finally said in a loud harsh voice.  "I've considered her request, and after thinking it over, I've decided that she maybe isn't what I was looking for.  This has led me to sadly conclude that I should give her what she wants.  The whore known as Samantha, who has been my pet pig slut for so long, shall be hanged by the neck until dead.  There shall be no appeals of this sentence."

"What?  Dead?" Sammy said as she heard Annie's words.  "That wasn't..."  Sammy's sentence was cut short as the floor of the platform suddenly dropped away, dropping Sammy and cinching the noose around her neck.  Sammy thrashed against her bonds, swinging back and forth as the knot tightened further.  Sammy swung her body to one side, in an attempt to find someplace to put her feet.  As she did this, the vibrator in her cunt started slowly buzzing.  This new distraction launched Sammy into another set of wild thrashing.

"Oh, did your little friend turn on, slut?  I figured that I owed you at least one last chance at an orgasm before your end."  Sammy shook her head, and let out a small choke.  "Careful, you'll need all your air if you want your last prize."

Sammy could feel the vibrator ramping up, and tightened her muscles as she felt her juices seep out and start to loosen the tape sealing her closed.  Sammy stopped her wild swinging, focusing on the constantly increasing pulsations inside her.  Even with the blindfold in place, Sammy could see sparkles of light flashing in front of her, and started to feel things blur in her mind.  Her lungs struggled to pull in fresh air, but could do nothing but spasm uselessly.  Sammy felt the buzzing in her cunt become almost unbearable, and seemed to shake her entire body.  Annie heard the buzzing jump into its maximum setting, and walked up next to Sammy.  "Sounds like you're nearing the end.  Good bye, you stupid cunt."  Sammy felt her orgasm rise up in her body, and used the last of her strength to flex her body as it hit.  After a second holding that position, she lost consciousness and went slack.


--

Sammy jumped with a start as her ass exploded like it was on fire.  She let out a loud yelp as the electricity shot through her a second time.  She blinked her eyes in the light, and tried to figure out what was going on.

"Welcome back, pet," Annie's voice drifted down from above her.  Sammy turned her head, and saw Annie's face a foot away, and felt her hand brush her cheek.  Annie had her head and torso cradled in her arms.

"Am...I dead?"  Sammy asked.

"Welcome back, my stupid, stupid pet," Annie said with a smile as she unhooked the nose hook from Sammy.  "No, pet, you're not dead, and it was never my intention to kill you."

"But...you said..."

"Was that what you wanted, pet?"

"No...wait.  Yes.  Thank you?"

"It was your fantasy, Sammy.  If you knew exactly how it was going to play out, I don't know that it'd feel the same.  I figured that I'd try it a little bit more 'real' than your fantasy."  Annie gave Sammy's head a quick hug.  "Are you ok, pet?"

Sammy nodded.  "But...how?"

"Magic!"  Annie said with a exaggerated flourish.  Sammy giggled a bit.  "You're really ok, though, right?  I mean, I treat you badly, but this was kind of a terrible prank.  Let's get you untied."  Annie reached around Sammy in a hug, and quickly untied her hands.  Sammy then reached down herself and untied her feet.  

When she stood up, Annie had her hands out with an envelope.  "There's a check inside for your cut of things, and a credit card so you can get things right away.  It should be more, but I've already spent a lot on new materials, so if you leave, make sure you let me know where I can send another check for the rest when I can come up with it."

"Wait...leave?  Why do you want me to leave?"

"No, I don't want you to leave, it's just..."  Annie sat down on a chair.  "Look, I'm miserable to you, and that's really not fair.  I mean, I kidnapped you and keep you trapped in a cage.  I thought that this would be the last straw, and you'd want to be done with me."

Sammy sat down on the floor at Annie's feet holding the envelope that Annie had put in her hands.  "No!"  Sammy said forcefully.  She then threw the envelope at Annie, watching it flutter harmlessly to one side before looping up and spinning down to the floor.  Sammy looked back at Annie, and after a second, they both broke out into laughter.

"You can't throw paper like that!" Annie gasped out.  She looked down at Sammy, who was hugging her calves.  "You're really not unhappy with me?"

"Are you unhappy with your useless pet?"  Sammy asked in return.

"Of course not.  I'd never have all the ideas I get without you."

"I'm glad.  Now...how did you do it!" Sammy said as she pounced up to put her elbows on Annie's knees.

Annie laughed, and pushed Sammy back down.  "Ok, fine.  This thing," she said as she picked up the clamp that was still covered in tape, "measures the oxygen in your blood.  That tells the vibrator how hard to vibrate.  I set it to slowly move up until you got close to the point where you'd pass out, and then it would go to full strength.  It also serves as the failsafe for this, in case I don't push my button fast enough."  Annie held up a tiny metal cube with a hole in the middle.  "The noose rope ran through this cutter, which released the knot along with this trick," Annie picked up the cut end of the rope, and showed that it stuck straight out from her hand.

Sammy took it from her, and easily bent the rigid rope.  "It's a spring?"

"There's a springy wire inside that makes the noose undo itself once the cutter releases the top loop.  I'm glad it worked right, because it is almost impossible to tie when the stupid thing keeps jumping around.  The other safety was in this," she said holding up the nose hook and hood.  Sammy saw two small canisters on the top of the hood.  "The same signal for the cutter turns these on, and they pump oxygen directly into your nose.  The only other thing I had was the shocker in your ass.  I thought that that would be enough to bring you back afterwards."

"Wow.  How much work did this take?"

"Well, I had to keep you safe, pet.  You're sure you're ok?"

"Yeah, I'm fine."

"In that case," Annie said as she grabbed Sammy by the hair, pulling her back to the box.  "You better get in there and clean up your mess, you sloppy cunt!  If you're just going to pee in everything I make for you, then I'm not going to get you new things!"

"Yes, Annie," Sammy smiled as she bent towards the puddles of urine inside the box.

"I don't hear licking!"  Annie shouted back as she walked into the bathroom.

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The Exhibition: Hanging

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http://sammytriesagain.blogspot.com/2014/10/the-exhibition-hanging.html