Hang Her High/Start
Your eyes follow her across the room, her beauty on full display. Her nude body tells you of her firm muscle tone, and soft lines. Her breasts are a firm C cup with nipples that point straight out. Her ass is toned, firm, round and oh so lovely. As she walks her thighs flex and ripple with the movement of her body.
With smooth purposeful strides she walks the short distance to the stool and sits facing you. You watch as her eyes seem to take you in and size you up, and you continue to stare, shocked by what is happening around you. Her eyes find yours and your eyes lock. For what seems like hours you stare into each other's eyes without a word.
Finally you break eye contact, your eyes wander up and down this woman's body and she seems to enjoy the attention, even if they are just wandering as your mind races. When she starts to spreads her legs, very slowly, your brain snaps back to what is going on in front of you and your eyes are drawn to the hint of inner thigh she is revealing. She smiles at your reaction and slowly continues to spread her knees more. You glance up to her face and she smiles at you again as her knees continue to widen further, drawing your attention once again. Finally her legs spread wide enough to reveal the shaved skin above her outer lips. Further still and you can see her pussy. With a flurish she spreads her legs wide, feet up and away from her body and she leans back on the stool, allowing you a full view of her pussy and a hint of the pink inner lips as her outer lips begin to spread slightly. She holds the pose and you can't help but stare.
After a few minutes of holding her spread pose, she lowers her feet and rests them on either side of the stool. The position leaves her still fully exposed, but it seems she has no reservations about this, nor any intentions of covering herself. Once again she smiles at you and finally you have control of your brain again.
"Why am I hear?" You ask tentatively.
"You are here to hang me." she replies. She smiles again and you can't help but wonder if she's kidding. There is no tension in her voice at all. After a moments pause she motions to the table and continues, "This rope is to tie me up. When you hang me, my hands must be bound. You can bind them in front of me, or behind my back. The choice is yours, but must be one or the other. You may also bind my legs at the ankles, but that is up to you. Leave my legs free if you wish." She smiles at you and allows you to think about that for a little bit.
You are still completely taken aback. What is she asking you to do? No, she said you had to tie her, she isn't asking you to do anything she's telling you to do it. But she's giving you options... you are so confused. She watches your face and the confusion must be evident as she smiles and continues.
"Personally I like it when my hands are tied behind my back, it makes me feel so vulnerable..." she pauses somewhat abruptly, as if struck by a thought. "Then again, I also like my hands tied in front of me so I can play with myself while I hang.
"Just like having my hands tied behind me, having my feet tied makes me feel completely vulnerable and at your mercy. On the other hand it limits how much I can kick. If my feet are unbound I can kick and flail. Unbound I will probably give you a much better view of my lower body, especially here." She reaches down and rubs her pussy lips briefly. When she brings her fingers to her lips you notice that her pussy lips are already glistening. Talking about you hanging her already has her very turned on. She licks her fingers for a moment looking at you... waiting?
You pause for a moment thinking about this. She's clearly not joking, but... finally you find your voice.
"What if I don't want to hang you?" you ask.
"Well I was told there would be consequences you wouldn't like. But lets be positive. I want you to hang me, so what's the problem?" She looks slightly worried and you catch her briefly look past you at the noose.
"I see." you reply. "So I must bind your hands, and if I want I can bind your feet. Then I hang you from that noose." As soon as the word 'bind' is out of your mouth the young woman's hands travel to her pussy as she lightly rubs it and nods yes to each of your points. "How long will you hang? What am I supposed to do after that?"
"Ah, yes. How long indeed." She moans and her fingers dig a little more into her pussy. "That is entirely up to you. I must swing for 30 seconds, then you can cut me down if you wish." From her expression it would appear that if you did bring her down after 30 seconds she'd be dissappointed. "Or you can snuff me." Her voice gets husky as she stresses the word. "Watch me kick until I simply can't kick any longer, until my eyes stop seeing and my heart stops. Or let me down when I pass out. The choice is entirely yours."
"Do you want to hang until you are dead? Is that really what you want?" You blurt out.
"To be honest, I don't know." she says with a look of introspection. "Not knowing is what get's me the most turned on. I like to hang... no, I love to hang. I also think I love the fact that my life is entirely in your hands. It makes it more real I guess?" She seems to think about it for a moment. "I will say this: I will put on a great show for you I promise. If you do decide to kill me I will die quite happily for your pleasure.. and mine." She winks.
You start to open your mouth but she stops you.
"Don't tell me. I want to believe that you might not cut me down. So, it's time. Make your choice and bind me how you will."
Do you wish to bind her ankles?