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 ******************************************************* Author: Rubi du
Soleil Levant
Title: Goodbye
Summary: A woman, hanged and raped.
Keywords: MF, hanging, rape, snuff

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   Goodbye by Rubi du Soleil Levant

   I feel the noose tighten around my throat as he pulls the stool out from
under me, the rope now taking my entire weight.  My body swings at the end
of the rope and it takes me a few moments to realize that this is real,
that I really am being hanged.  I can see him standing nearby, masturbating
as I dangle before him.

   My eyes dart around the room and my legs begin to scissor back and forth
as I spin.  My arms are bound tightly behind my back, my fingers clawing at
the air, and I try to move my arms up on both sides in an attempt to reach
the rope.  My eyes plead with him not to do this.  A hoarse croak escapes
my lips as I try in vain to speak.  My chest heaves and I hear a small,
ragged wheeze as my lungs pull in a meager amount of air, all that they
possibly can through my compressed windpipe.

   I pull my knees up, then throw my feet down in a desperate attempt to
reach the floor.  I do this several times and then my legs fall still.  I
have given up the battle, resigned myself to my fate.  Tiny flashes of
light appear at the edges of my vision and I can feel the blood pulsing
through my eardrums, hear the increasing pounding of my heart.  I hear
liquid somewhere close and realize that my bladder has just emptied itself
onto the floor below me and I hear gas escape my bowels, embarrassed
nonetheless despite my current situation.

   He approaches me and stands before me, staring into my eyes.  I feel one
of his hands on my breasts and the other teasing my cunt, his thumb
caressing my clitoris while he plunges the rest of his fingers inside me,
pumping them feverishly.  I feel my body responding to him despite my
silent protests and small sounds (of pleasure?) escape my lips.  My hips
thrust towards him with each movement of his hand and I feel myself
approaching orgasm.

   Suddenly he's behind me, lifting my ass in the air and holding my legs
at his hips.  Is he releasing me?  Lifting me up so I can breathe again?

   No.

   He fucks me from behind while I hang before him.  Each thrust of his
cock sends shivers of both pain and pleasure through my body.  I try to
spread my legs wider, to take him into me deeper, deciding that if I must
die this way, I may as well take some of the pleasure for myself.

   I feel my body begin losing its battle.  My lungs burning, my chest
heaves uselessly, and my body begins to flail in a last ditch effort to
save itself.  These movements seem to excite him and he pumps his cock into
me even faster.  Finally his body thrusts forward and I feel him cum inside
me.  He reaches forward and runs his hands along my rib cage and down to my
waist, holding himself inside me while he savors his release.  My body
pulses twice again and goes still.  The thumps in my ear drums slow and
finally stop.  The room appears red before me and then suddenly it's racing
away from me and I see it only as if through a long black tunnel, which
slowly fades to black.

   He releases my legs then and lets me fall, leaving my lifeless body to
dangle at the end of the rope.

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reading my story.  Feel free to e-mail me at
rubi.du.soleil.levant@gmail.com and let me know what you thought of it.
   Merci, Rubi *****************************************************