The Dance Hall & La Senorita De Muerte
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I have been a lurker on this site for quite a while. Over the last few weeks I have been trying my hand at writing on topic short stories & I would be very interested to know what other members think of of my efforts. My first posted tale The Dance Hall & La Senorita De Muerte is attached
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“The Dance Hall” & “La Senorita De Muerte”
The eight accused young women & girls enter the dock & sit down, throwing nervous glances at the five judges looking down at them. In Singapore’s main criminal court five judges always sit in capital cases. The eight prisoners consist of four Quantas stewardesses, all twenty four years of age or under & four Chinese students, who unfortunately for them are eighteen. All eight prisoners are to say the least very attractive. The four stewardesses are wearing their light purple Quantas uniforms which consist of smart jackets & quite tight knee length skirts. They also wear clean crisp white blouses, flesh coloured panty-hose & slip on grey shoes. The four Chinese girls are wearing their exclusive sixth form college’s uniforms of navy blue blazers with white edging, white shirts, blue & grey ties, grey & white pleated mini kilts, knee length white socks & black shoes. They all look pretty as a picture, respectable, innocent & harmless. On the advice of their lawyers they had worn these clothes all the way through the trial to try & give the best impression to the judges
The case had shocked & then fascinated all of South East Asia, Australia & New Zealand & had also been given extensive coverage in the UK, due to the nationality of some of prisoners. Three months earlier in a combined police operation, the Singapore & Philippines authorities had acted at the same time & arrested all those they suspected of being involved in a heroin smuggling ring orchestrated & run by a number of Quantas airline staff. The stewardesses had been smuggling the heroin into the three countries in their almost never searched hand luggage & then supplying it to students from wealthy local families who in turn sold it on within their social circles. The Singapore police had come under considerable pressure from the government, press & public following the deaths of two girls from families who were amongst the most high profile in the country. In Manilla two more accused drug smugglers, who were Quantas executives & considered to be the ring leaders, were in prison awaiting trial. It had been decided to try the eight those arrested in Singapore first simply because there were more of them
“The accused will stand”, says the chief judge. The girls rise apprehensively to their feet. The court is silent, the tension unbearable. The judge continues, “We have arrived at our verdicts, on which I may add we all agree. I will now read the verdicts to the court. These eight young women are accused of trafficking in Class A Drugs i.e. heroin & the amount of the narcotics involved, 28.5 kilogrammes, makes this a capital crime”.
“Sue Linn, Victoria Chin, Sally Po & Mary Tang we find you guilty on all charges”. The Chinese girls moan in despair, start to cry & shake. The judge ignores this & continues looking directly at the four white prisoners “Tegan Jakova, Josephine Sims, Rachel Reid & Karen Gillman we also find you guilty on all charges”. The four stewardesses stand looking stunned, the youngest Reid starts to sob & has to be supported by her guard as she sways & almost faints.
Relentlessly the judge goes on “We have already decided on the sentences in this case which reflect how seriously the Singapore government & people view these offences. “Sue Linn, Victoria Chin, Sally Po & Mary Tang you will be removed from this court & taken to Changi Prison where one week from today, unless the appeal court or the President intervenes, you will each be executed by being hanged by your necks until you are dead. As a recognition of the fact that you weren’t the prime movers in this case you will be executed by long drop hanging. The students start to wail, plead & sob. The judge signs to the guards “Take them down”. The four have to be almost carried from the dock & disappear out a door at the back of the courtroom
“Tegan Jakova, Josephine Sims, Rachel Reid & Karen Gillman you too will be removed from this court & taken to Changi Prison where one week from today, again unless the Appeal Court or the President intervenes, you will each be executed by being hanged by your necks until you are dead. There is no doubt that you were involved in the organization of the drug smuggling & supply of the heroin to our young people so you will suffer the extreme penalty of short drop hanging. Once the sentences have been handed down the four Stewardesses all start to sob. Reid wails “No! Please have mercy! Please have mercy! The judge looks at them impassively & says “Take them down”. They too disappear through the door at the rear of the court. The closing door cutting out the desperate pleading & the cries of despair..
Holly Wilson, an Australian TV journalist, looks on in fascinated horror from the spectators’ seats. Holly is to say the least “Televisual”. She is twenty eight with long centrally parted blonde hair, large brown eyes, “A Peaches & cream” complexion, lovely large upstanding breasts, a thin waist, curvaceous hips & long legs. She is wearing an expensive white silk blouse, & loose flared short red skirt. Due to the heat she is barelegged.
She crosses her tanned, toned legs & looks at Commander Amanda Brown, the police officer sent by the Australian Government to monitor the proceedings & says, “I don’t know about you Commander but I need a drink. Don’t worry anything you might say is strictly off the record”. The police woman is in her mid-thirties. She has short brown hair & regular features. Though slightly mannish she is undoubtedly very attractive. She is in her formal “Dress whites”, which consist of a white peaked cap & jacket, shirt with green & yellow tie, white A-line knee length skirt & tan panty hose She nods & replies. “Let’s go, there is a nice little bar just across the street”.
The two women leave the court building, cross the road, go into the bar, order their drinks & take them to table in a quiet corner. Holly takes out a cigarette, lights it & inhales deeply. She looks at the Commander “I presume from your calm reaction this isn’t the first time you have been at one of these trials in Singapore involving our citizens?”.
Taking a sip from her beer Amanda sighs & replies, “Unfortunately Miss Wilson this is my fourth time here for one of these. This though is the most high profile due to the age, & it has to be said sex, of those involved”. Holly continues “Please call me Holly. Do you still feel the same at each sentencing?”. “What do you mean Holly?”. Amanda asks.
The blonde reporter is flustered & embarrassed. She looks into her beer avoiding Amanda’s eyes & replies “Of course I was horrified & appalled but also………”. “Turned on ?”. The police woman smiles & finishes Holly’s sentence. The reporter looks up at Amanda blushing “How did you know?” she asks.
Amanda chuckles & replies, “My dear Holly, the reason why this is my fourth Singapore capital case is because I ask for these assignments now. The buzz you get at the sentencing is nothing compared to what you experience at the hangings. Assuming these eight are going to be executed are you going to be there?”. The reporter nods “Yes. My channel has reserved a seat for me at the prison”. In that case Holly take these” says Amanda taking out from her pocket what looks like two oval shaped marbles connected by piece of twine about an inch long “What are they?” asks the blonde girl. “Geisha balls”, replies Amanda “I was given two sets by a Japanese Police Officer by the name of Suki at an Interpol conference in Toyko last year. We had a brief affair & she gave me these as a memento”. Holly looks at Amanda. “Yes Holly I am gay, as according to the tabloid press are you. Are you?”.
Holly nods & asks “What exactly do you do with them?”. You put them in your pussy of course”, laughs Amanda. She continues “I recommend that you put them in before you go to Changi for the hangings. Wear tight panties & panty hose to ensure that they stay in place & wear a skirt with pockets. Cut the bottom off the pockets & that way you can rub your crotch with no-one else being aware of what you are up to. That is what I do”. The blonde girl smiles, reaches across & takes the Geisha Balls. “Well Commander thank you very much. I can certainly confirm that this conversation is very much off the record”.
The Governor of Changi jail, Mr Wong is on the way to the “Dance Hall”, this was the unofficial designation for the execution chamber. When he arrives he takes a key out of his pocket & unlocks the heavy metal door. The “Dance Hall” is a large windowless room. At it’s left side there are several rows of chairs for the witnesses. Mr Wong moves towards the wooden platform, which takes the whole width of the “Dance Hall” At a height of about four metres there is a solid metal beam from which hang four noosed ropes. Today the eight female drug dealers are to be executed
All of the condemned girls had asked to be allowed to wear the clothes that they had been sentenced in at their executions. The Chinese students wanted to ensure that everyone who saw their hangings could see how young & innocent they appeared & the Quantas girls said that working for the airline was the best thing that they had ever done. Initially Mr Wong had been dubious but when he saw TV footage of the prisoners leaving the court after their convictions he had agreed with alacrity. The Quantas girls in their uniforms especially began to give Mr Wong some ideas as to how he could improve the deterrent impact of the hangings, which of course would be filmed as usual & shown live on TV.
Two days before Mr Wong had visited each girl in her cell & informed them that their appeals had been rejected & that the President would not be involving himself in the judicial process.
The prisoner’s reactions to the news that they were definitely going to have their lovely young slim necks stretched by ropes was largely the same. They screamed, cried & pleaded, of course to no avail. He also told the doomed girls that on the last night of their lives all condemned prisoners were permitted to have a conjugal visit from their partners. The conservative minded Governor had been taken aback when he learned that all he needed to do to enable this to happen was to allow Sue Linn into Victoria Chin’s cell, Sally Po into Mary Tang’s, Tegan Jakova to join Rachel Reid & Josephine Sims to be with Karen Gillman.
Mr Wong had shrugged his shoulders, inwardly decrying the decline in moral standards, & instructed his staff to enable this to take place. Despite himself he couldn’t help but sit & watch the frantic couplings of the doomed prisoners on the camera footage from each of the death cells. The young Chinese students are so desperate for each other that without taking off any of their clothes they are almost instantly on the beds, plaid miniskirts are roughly pushed above waists, white panties are forced to the side, faces thrust against crotches & tongues penetrate deep inside pussies
All of the Stewardesses are lovely. Tegan Jakova is Australian & has brown thick short curly hair & brown eyes. Her high cheek bones betray her Slavic ancestray & Rachel Reid, her lover, who is originally from England, is a little “Blonde English Rose” with short blonde hair & blue eyes. The black Josephine Sims is the strongest of the Quantas Girls. As a teenager in London she had represented her college at the UK College Athletics championships & got to the semi-finals of the 100 metres. Her black hair is cropped very short. The most beautiful of them all is Sims’s partner Gillman. She is a six foot tall Scottish girl with seemingly endless legs. Her ginger hair almost shaved to her scalp in the style of a US Marine “Jarhead”
Mr Wong sits transfixed watching the live video feeds from the four death cells gently rubbing his throbbing erection through the outside of his trousers. He isn’t alone. The four female guards tasked with watching each of the cells via the CCTV very quickly have their hands burrowing away beneath their khaki uniform skirts, their fingers deep inside their panties frantically fingering their pussies. Jacova & Reid are on the bed kissing, tight skirts above their waists, hands inside each others’ panties. Gillman stands against the cell wall, thighs resting on Sims shoulders as the black girl’s tongue thrusts deep inside her. The four Quantas girls come as if there is no future – which in is in fact the case as far as they are concerned. Mr Wong shoots his load into his jockey shorts & the female prison guards orgasm & convulse in their seats, intensely flooding their panties with their juices
Half an hour before the executions the spectators file into the “Dance Hall”. Holly Wilson looks ravishing in her black blouse, tight black leather mini skirt & tan panty hose. The Giesha balls sit firmly in her pussy, held their by her pink panties & hose. Commander Amanda Brown follows Holly & sits down next to her. Again she is in her “Dress whites”. The Commander leans across to the journalist & whispers “Did you do as I suggested with the Geisha balls Holly?” Holly nods.”Good”, says Amanda “Mine are in place as well”.
On death row they come for the Chinese students first. The Stewardesses have to sit in their cells & listen to them being dragged screaming, sobbing & pleading for mercy down the corridor until the door to the “Dance Hall” slams shut behind them. A deathly silence reigns on death row
The condemned prisoners, their hands behind them are each dragged, half carried, sobbing & pleading, two guards to each girl one on either side, into the “Dance Hall” & then up the thirteen steps to the gallows platform where Mr Wong, the two hooded executioners & the court officials are waiting. As they had requested the four Chinese students are wearing the college uniforms they had been sentenced in blue blazers, white shirts, grey & white pleated mini kilts, white socks & black shoes. They no longer have ties round their necks. They are made to stand trembling behind the four nooses which dangle at head height in front of their terrified tear stained faces. The senior court official takes out the death warrant & begins to read
“Sue Linn, Victoria Chin, Sally Po & Mary Tang you have each been sentenced to be hanged by the neck until you are dead for drug smuggling. You will be executed by long drop hanging. Do any of you have anything to say before these sentences are carried out”. The doomed girls can only wail in terror. The official nods to the executioners & they immediately place white hoods over the prisoners’ heads, muffling their desperate pleas for mercy.
Holly looks on mesmerized. She squeezes her thighs together pressing against her hand which, via her skirt pocket, as advised by Amanda, she has cut away the bottom from, is slowly rubbing her pussy through her panty hose & panties. She can still just hear the sobbing & pleading coming from the hooded students. She looks at Amanda who sits with one hand in her no doubt bottomless pocket & the police woman’s thighs squirming slightly as she too grinds her thighs against her hidden hand massaging her crotch. Both women grip the arms of their chairs with their free hands as the combined effect of the Geisha balls & the spectacle unfolding before them increases the flow of their juices into the crotches of their panties & starts to seep through & moisten their panty hose. Holly bites her lip to try & stop herself emitting any give away moans
Calmly & methodically the executioners, using leather belts, strap the prisoners’ legs
tightly together. The first belt goes round the ankles, the second just above the almost knee length white socks & the third pulls shaking thighs hard together just below the hems of the grey & white pleated mini kilts. They then place the nooses over the girls’ hooded heads & pull the ropes tight ensuring that the knots are just under the prisoners’ left ears. The front of the hoods move in & out very quickly as the doomed students start to gasp & breathe very quickly, their terror rising even further. One of the executioners moves to the lever at the side of the gallows & looks at Mr Wong. The second executioner steps back from the collapsible section of the platform. The prisoners stand swaying slightly. Mr Wong nods. The lever is pulled & the front of the gallows falls away & hits the wooden stanchions below the platform with a resounding crash. As the prisoners drop their mini kilts fly up above their waists exposing their tight white panties. Their screams are abruptly cut off by the ropes tight round their necks which sever the spinal cords with a crunching sound. Their hooded heads all loll to the right & their feet & legs twitch & quiver reflexively
Holly’s knuckles are white so tight is her grip on the arms of the chair as she comes. Her eyes are closed & her body shudders as the waves of pleasure course through her. As her orgasm begins to subside she looks quickly about to see if anyone has noticed. She has no need to worry. All eyes are transfixed on the four slender bodies gently swaying on the gallows, apart that is from Amanda’s. The police woman is looking at Holly & smiling. She says to the reporter “The bodies are required to hang for an hour, before they can be taken down & the prisoners’ deaths officially certified. We will now be taken to the prison canteen for a coffee & you can smoke in there”. They file out of the “Dance Hall” along with the other spectators & head towards the prison canteen
On death row Tegan Jakova, Josephine Sims, Rachel Reid & Karen Gillman wait each watched by two guards who sit inside the cells with them. It had been a blessed relief to the prisoners when the door to the “Dance Hall” had closed behind the Chinese prisoners cutting off the sounds of their screams & pleadings. Then 10 minutes later the condemned & guards all jump when they hear the crash of the dropped gallows platform. They all know what this means..
Jakova gently rubs her lovely white neck & asks “How long?”. One of the guards replies “About two hours. By law the bodies have to be left hanging for an hour. They are then taken down, death is confirmed & certified, the gallows prepared for the next executions & the spectators re-admitted to the “Dance Hall”. Jakova closes her eyes, takes a deep breath & tries to compose herself.
Sims quizzes her guards “How long will I take to die?”. The older guard looks at the six foot tall black girls magnificent athletic body displayed beautifully by her tight Quantas uniform & says “I’m afraid Sims because of your excellent physical condition I reckon it will take at least 15 minutes for you to strangle to death. The increasingly terrified prisoner holds her head in her hands & starts to cry.
Reid is almost hysterical in her terror. The lovely slim blonde English girl lies on her bed sobbing repeating endlessly “No! No! Please no! Her guards sit & look on impassively.
Gillman appears to be in a trance as she lies on the bed her lovely almond eyes staring unblinkingly at the ceiling. Both of her guards also happen to be gay. One of them thinks to herself. “What a waste”. All of a sudden Gillman begins to pull her tight skirt up her thighs her intentions obvious. The senior guard goes to the prisoner & grabs her arm. “Wait Gillman, remember we are on CCTV, & I can’t allow you to do this without Mr Wong’s permission”. Gillman looks up at the guard & nods. The guard takes out her mobile & phones Mr Wong. She explains the situation finishing her plea by saying “Sir, Gillman is the most beautiful girl I have ever laid my eyes on. You have seen the footage of Sims & her making love & it was breathtaking. Let her do this, she will be dead in a couple of hours after all. Also with your permission we would like to participate in the process ”. Mr Wong is silent but he can feel his erection growing, Gillman is undoubtedly gorgeous. “Very well then. But you must ensure that CCTV film is removed immediately from the camera as soon as Gillman has left for the “Dance Hall” & clearly marked for my attention only”. The guard smiles in delight. “Thank you sir. I know you won’t regret it”.
She goes over to the bunk & looks down at Gillman “You can carry on”. Gillman smiles weakly & continues to slide her skirt up her lovely long panty hose encased legs. Her pink panties slowly become visible & the prisoner gently begins to massage the outside of the crotch of her panty hose.
The guards watch on. The junior one, who is sitting down, slips her hand up her skirt & begins to slowly rub her pussy through her panties. The senior guard stands looking down at Gillman. She rubs her crotch through the outside of the front of her skirt. Gillman slides her hand inside of the front of her panties & starts to moan gently as her fingers enter her pussy. The prisoner lifts her legs up, her thighs imprisoning her increasingly rapidly moving hand. This is too much for the senior guard, she kneels at the bottom of the bed & pulls the prisoner’s legs apart & down.
She moves up the bed while thrusting a hand up her own skirt & starts to frantically finger herself under her panties. Gillman initially moans in protest but then gasps in delight as the guard eases her panties & hose down over her thighs & puts her tongue deep inside the convict’s pussy. As the prisoner nears orgasm her hips begin to buck & she wraps her long legs round the guard, the back of her almost bald head presses hard against the pillow. All three women come at almost the same time. Gillman groans in delight & the two guards gasp in pleasure. Once she has recovered the senior guard phones Mr Wong. “Sir, I can report that the prisoner Gillman’s last request has been fulfilled”. Wong replies “Good. Remember to bring the CCTV tape directly to me once the executions are over”
Holly & Amanda sit by themselves at a table in the canteen drinking coffee. The reporter draws deeply on a much needed cigarette. She leans across & says quietly to the police woman, “God Amanda. I have never come like that in my life. My panties & hose are absolutely soaked. These ball things are absolutely amazing. Amanda grins, “I am glad you took my advice Holly. Yes the Geisha balls stimulate me in a way I have never experienced before though of course their impact is greatly enhanced by what we have just witnessed”. “What happens now?”, asks the blonde girl. “We wait here until they are prepared for the next hangings. They will then come & get us & we will return to the Dance Hall”. Holly smiles in delighted anticipation
Led by an officer eight male guards appear through the door leading to death row at the opposite end of the corridor from the entrance to the “Dance Hall”. They split up into pairs & go to the doors of each of the four cells. The two female guards with Tegan Jakova stand & the older one says to the prisoner. “It is time Jakova”. The Australian girl says nothing though she is shaking, tears running down her cheeks. She puts up no resistance as the two male guards enter the cell pull her to her feet & tightly strap her hands behind her back.
Josephine Sims too, though obviously terrified says nothing as the guards enter her cell & bind her arms. Rachel Reid screams when she sees the male guards appear “No! No! Please don’t hang me! I don’t want to die! Please No! No ! No!” she wails. the guards have to lift her up from the bed & hold her upright as they tie her hands. Reid continues to sob uncontrollably. Karen Gillman gets to her feet as the guards enter the cell. She is no longer in a trance like state & is only too aware of her situation. She trembles & whimpers as her wrists are tied.
The condemned girls are taken from their cells with Reid having to be virtually carried & begin their death march towards the door to the “Dance Hall”.
Holly & Amanda are back in their seats in the Dance Hall. The bodies of the dead Chinese girls have been removed & four new nooses dangle from the gallows. The quiet hubbub of conversation in the execution chamber dies away as the prisoners are brought in. Like the four girls before them they are led in & marched up the gallows steps two guards to each prisoner where the executioners & the rest of the execution party wait. Wearing their stewardess uniforms they stand shaking in fear behind the ropes allocated to them which hang in front of them. Reid is almost in a dead faint & has to be supported by her two guards. The court official takes out a piece of paper & intones
“Tegan Jakova, Josephine Sims, Rachel Reid & Karen Gillman you have each been sentenced to be hanged by the neck until you are dead for drug smuggling. You will be executed by short drop hanging. Do any of you have anything to say before these sentences are carried out””. The condemned sob hopelessly apart from Reid who appears to be totally out of it.
Holly stares at the girls on the gallows. .She is almost hypnotized totally still, apart from the hand which is gently caressing her clitoris inside her panties. She feels her second climax of the morning beginning to build
As is always the case in short drop hangings no hoods are used. To maximize the deterrent impact all must see the full agony of slow strangulation displayed on the prisoners’ faces as they die. Again the executioners strap the prisoners’ legs together at the ankles & the knees. However before they secure the girls thighs they push their tight purple uniform skirts up the nylon clad legs until the crotches of their panties become visible , Jakova & Sim’s are white while Reid & Gillman’s are pink. This had been Mr Wong’s idea to both increase the humiliation of the condemned girls & to add to the spectacle.
The nooses go round the prisoners’ necks & are pulled tight this time the knots are carefully placed at the back of the stewardesses’ slim & graceful necks. The other difference is that there is no slack in the ropes. The location of the knots & the lack of any significant drop will ensure that the prisoners’ agonized sufferings will be prolonged for as long as possible
The guards & the rest of the execution party move to the rear of the gallows platform leaving the prisoners standing supported only by the nooses round their necks. Reid slumps appearing to be half dead already. The lever is released & the floor disappears from under the condemned girl’s feet & a mighty crash reverberates round the “Dance Hall” for a second time.
The ropes had been stretched over night & so the prisoners drop hardly at all. Their heads are pushed slightly forward & down by the knots at the backs of their necks, gurgling & rasping sounds can be clearly heard, faces contort in pain as the tight nooses start to squeeze tracheas. The sudden impact of the pressure of the rope on her neck jolts Reid from her swoon.
Visible tremors run through the bodies, bound legs quiver & wriggle trying to kick against the leather straps firmly constraining them, feet twitch up & down rubbing against each other. The strain of the weights of their bodies supported only by their neck makes the stewardesses muscles tense accentuating the appearance of the four bound pairs of slender stockinged legs.
Holly orgasms as the gallows platform falls & is already beginning to build towards yet another climax
After three minutes the prisoners’ start to convulse. Their bonds mean that the only way their bodies can move is to raise their bound legs up & then drop them down again. The athletic Sims at times almost manages to reach her chest with her knees, giving the spectators a marvelous view of her very firm black bottom & vulva encased in her tight white panties & hose. The young women’s faces slowly redden, eyes start to bulge & tongues appear from mouths.
After seven minutes Reid’s movements begin to slow. The young English girl’s angelic face is no longer beautiful. Her skin is by now very red, her eyes protrude & two inches of extended tongue are visible. Spit dribbles down her chin. One minute later she hangs dead. Jakova is the next go. After a further two minutes the Australian girl’s eyes stare sightlessly at the spectators, tongue lolling out of a mouth gaping open in a silent scream of agony. The gorgeous Gillman approaches the end. Her long legs bounce down for the last time, her eyes turn up into her head & she dies. As predicted by her guard the former athlete Sim’s continues to struggle on her rope for a further five minutes before she too dangles lifeless on the gallows, her blood shot eyes almost bulging from their sockets
The blonde reporter comes for the third time & slumps in her seat. She looks across at the police woman & mouths silently “Wow!”. As they leave Amanda asks “Are you going to Manilla for the trial of the two alleged ringleaders Holly?”.“You bet Amanda, I wouldn’t miss it for the world
“La Senorita De Muerte”
Carol Smith & Lorraine King sit in their cells on death row in Manilla’s main prison. Both women, who were originally from Scotland, are in their early thirties & as they exercise regularly they still have good figures. Smith is blonde with blue eyes & a fair complexion. King is a brown eyed brunette with darker skin. Both wear their hair short as it is easier to look after & as busy Quantas executives they hadn’t wanted their regime for getting ready for work in the morning to take longer than necessary. They are wearing standard prison uniforms of striped tops & knee length denim skirts. They are barelegged & have simple sandals on their feet
After the events in Singapore a month earlier the outcome of their trial had never been in doubt. Guilty on all counts. Sentence – death. Unusually, much to everyone’s surprise the method of execution wasn’t mentioned at the sentencing. Both women had their appeals against conviction & sentence denied & they are due to be put to death tomorrow.
The prisoners look up as the guards enter their cells. Smith jumps to her feet & protests “I thought we were going to be executed tomorrow not today”. Don’t worry Smith”, replies the senior guard “We are just taking King & you to see the Governor”.
Both women have their hands cuffed & their ankles shackled & are led shuffling to the Governor’s office. When they get to the office the senior guard knocks on the door “Bring them in”, instructs the Governor. He sits back in his chair & motions for Smith & King to sit down in the two chairs on the opposite side of the desk. “Well ladies I have some news for you”, hope briefly flares in the prisoners’ faces which quickly disappears as he continues “No your appeals have been denied & the convictions & sentence confirmed. The news concerns your method of execution”.
“I assumed we would be shot by firing squad as is normal in your horrible country” says King. Both prisoners had been forced to watch a TV recording of the hangings in Singapore & had at least had the consolation of thinking that at least they weren’t going to die like that. “I’m afraid not Lorraine”. He continues “Have either of you heard of “La Senorita De Muerte”. They both shake their heads “It translates roughly as “The lady of death”. Smith & King begin to feel even more frightened than they already are. The Governor continues. In the days when we were a Spanish colony it was the name given to the method of execution used in those days. Another name it had was the “Garotte Vil”. At this both Smith & King jerk bolt up in their seats, their cuffed hands going involuntarily to their necks. “You mean to say that you are going to garotte us!”, gasps Smith.
King protests “You can’t do that! It’s barbaric. It must be illegal! Oh God it must be! The Governor replies, “Up until yesterday it was illegal. However the President has issued an executive order re-instating the garotte as a method of execution that can be used in exceptionally serious cases. Cases like yours. You see the President thought it unjust that while it took your fellow airline employees 15 minutes to slowly strangle to death on a gallows you should only suffer the instant death of being shot by a firing squad. After all ladies those girls were all acting on your instructions. You can be sure that this will prove very popular with the public as they are sick & tired of the death & misery being caused by the narcotics people like you cause to be peddled on our streets. The executions will be carried out at mid-day tomorrow. That will be all”. Too shocked & stunned to speak Smith & King are led from the Governor’s office & back to death row
As arranged Holly Wilson & Amanda Brown meet for lunch that same day. The reporter looks delicious in a blue blouse & flared white mini skirt. Her long brown slender legs are bare. The police officer is as ever in her dress white uniform. They greet each other with a hug & a kiss, that is not entirely platonic. Once they are seated at their table Holly says, “ Amanda you must tell me about the trial. I was furious to have missed it but the network insisted that I go to Indonesia to cover the earthquake there instead”.
Amanda replies “Well Holly. It wasn’t nearly as entertaining as the one in Singapore. Both Carol Smith & Lorraine King seemed to be resigned to their fates though they did shed some tears when they were sentenced to death. The one thing that has been intriguing everyone is the method of execution that is to be used”.
The reporter looks puzzled “I thought the standard method of execution in the Philippines was death by firing squad”. The police officer replies “Up until yesterday that was the case however the President has issued an executive order re-instating the “Garotte Vil” as a method of execution that may be used in some serious cases. Smith & King are going to be garotted. On hearing this the reporter is aware of the moistness spontaneously beginning to ooze from her pussy into her panties. She looks into the police officer’s eyes & smiles, “I understand that the authorities have gone out of their way to ensure that both the Australian authorities & media are to have front row seats at the executions. I suppose we had better take along our little Japanese friends”. The both chuckle in anticipatory delight
Smith & King sit waiting in their cells. Both women wear smart expensive, business suits, Smith’s is navy blue, King’s an almost black charcoal grey. They are being allowed to wear the clothes they were sentenced in at their executions. They had each declined the offer of the attentions of a priest. The Governor enters Smith’s cell accompanied by two guards. He says simply “It is time to go Smith”. The blonde woman weeps quietly as the guards each take each of her arms & lead her from the cell & down the corridor towards the door leading to the execution chamber. King watches them go, her hand goes to her slim neck & she too begins to sob in terror
Holly & Amanda sit in the front row of the cordoned off spectators’ seats. The blonde reporter wears a smart black suit with knee length skirt & pantyhose. The police commander as usual is wearing her white uniform. Twelve feet in front of them sits “La Senorita De Muerte”. The “Lady of death” is essentially a chair constructed using seasoned oak four by fours & bolted securely to the floor. Leather straps dangle down from the arm rests & a metal collar, so constructed that it can be made smaller in circumference by turning a stout butterfly screw in back, is fixed to the top of the back rest. It is the executioner’s job to turn this large butterfly screw between thumb & forefinger, slowly strangling the prisoner. Amanda leans across to Holly & whispers, “Have you brought your little Giesha friends with you?”. The reporter whispers back, “Of course. Have you?”. The police officer nods & the women exchange knowing smiles.
The execution party enter the death chamber. When Smith sees “La Senorita De Muerte” she almost collapses pleading piteously “No! No! Please No! You can’t do this to me! You can’t”. The guards have to drag & almost carry her to the garotte & place her in it. The executioner straps the prisoners wrists & elbows to the wooden arm rests & then stands back leaving the condemned woman crying & shaking firmly in the grip of the “Lady of death”
The Governor takes a piece of paper from his pocket & starts to read. “Carol Smith you have been tried & found guilty of trafficking illegal drugs into the country. For this crime you have been sentenced to death by strangulation on the garotte. Have you anything to say before sentence is carried out”. Smith sobs, “No! No! Please dear God have mercy!”. The Governor looks at the executioner & says, “Do your duty”. The masked man goes & stands behind the wooden chair & places the collar around the prisoner’s neck. Smith gasps & her eyes grow large as she feels the cold metal on her skin.
The executioner then begins to slowly turn the butterfly screw. As she feels the collar begin to tighten round her throat the prisoner begins to scream in ear-splitting mindless terror. As pressure from the collar slowly but inexorably increases on her neck Smith’s shrieks take on a strangled sound & gradually reduce to squeaks as she futilely gasps for air
Holly & Amanda sit directly in front of the garotte & have ringside view of the execution. Initially Smith’s knees had been pressed together in instinctive modesty when she was placed in the wooden seat but as the strangling collar tightens round her neck she starts to buck, heave & kick wildly, heels banging against the bottom of the chair. Every part of her body that isn’t secured to the chair is in motion.. The reporter & the police woman can see right up the doomed woman’s tight blue skirt from her shoes to the pink panties under her tan panty-hose. Their right hands are plunged deep inside the cut out pockets in their skirts & they slowly rub their crotches through their underwear. Holly can feel her orgasm getting close
Smith’s face is beginning to turn crimson, eyes slowly emerge from their sockets & her tongue creeps out from a gaping mouth. The executioner had been instructed to ensure that the executions take at least 10 minutes so that all who see the TV pictures of them fully appreciate the truly terrible fate that awaits them if they try to smuggle drugs into the Philippines. The masked man watches the clock on the wall & when ten minutes have elapsed from when he first started to turn the butterfly screw he gives it one last twist & stands back. As her throat is totally crushed the prisoner’s body stiffens & tenses & she appears to try & stand up. Death spasms rack her body. Then suddenly it is over. Smith slumps down in the chair, face now almost purple, eyes bulging as if on stalks & her tongue swollen & puffed protrudes from her drooling mouth.
Holly panties flood as she comes. She bites her free hand to stop herself groaning in pleasure. Amanda also climaxes, but as she has had lot more practice at concealing her public orgasms the only signs of her excited condition are a reddening of her complexion, as if she is blushing, & a slight increase in her rate of breathing
The Governor moves to the centre of the execution chamber “The next execution will take place in an hour. If you could all leave for now. At the end of the corridor there is a rest room that has been prepared. Refreshments are being provided”. In silence the spectators leave the death room.
In her cell, watched by the two guards who sit with her, Lorraine King hugs herself, rocking gently back & forwards in her seat crying quietly. After the door closed behind Carol Smith & those leading her to her death all had been silent until Smith’s blood curdling screams rent the air. On hearing them King had looked up in horror & tried to cover her ears, however she couldn’t close out the terrible noises entirely. As the shrieking subsided & finally disappeared King dropped her hands from her ears.
The silence didn’t last for very long as what sounded like someone banging on wood came from the death chamber. Dreading the answer the prisoner asked the senior guard “What is that noise?”, she gasps hoarsely. The guard replied stonily, The prisoner’s heels kicking against the bottom of “The lady of death” as she is slowly strangled”. King stared at the guard speechless with horror & terror
The spectators re-enter the death chamber & Holly & Amanda retake their seats. Smith’s body has been removed & taken to the medical wing for autopsy as required by law.
The room quietens as the second condemned woman is brought in. King’s eyes widen, she gasps & stops when the garotte comes into view. The guards gently push her & she is taken to the “Lady of death” & strapped in. As the sentence is read the prisoner appears to be praying. Like Smith before her King gasps as the cold metal collar goes round her neck
The reporter & the police woman wriggle slightly in their seats as their hands hidden by their skirts burrow inside their panties & they begin to play with their clits. The Geisha balls are already making their pussies very wet
The executioner starts to turn the screw & the prisoner’s eyes widen in shock as she feels the metal collar begin to constrict her neck. King starts to breathe rapidly as the strangling ring of metal tightens around her throat. After a minute she starts to struggle, writhe & kick exposing the white panties under the black skirt & tights.
Again the masked executioner prolongs the condemned woman’s agony for 10 minutes before tightening the screw to it’s fullest extent. King’s struggles cease & the agony of her death is etched into her horribly distorted features
Holly & Amanda come again & they both sigh in deep satisfaction. The spectators leave the execution chamber & once they are outside the prison the reporter turns to the police officer & says “Amanda would you like to come to my room where we can watch the raw footage of the executions on my laptop before it is edited. The network will have sent it to me immediately after the proceedings had finished”. Amanda smiles wickedly at Holly, “I would like that very much Holly”. With that they hail a taxi & head for the reporter’s hotel. As they sit in the back of the cab the police woman leans across & squeezes the reporter’s thigh through her skirt. Their eyes meet & they grin in anticipation at each other
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“The Dance Hall” & “La Senorita De Muerte”
The eight accused young women & girls enter the dock & sit down, throwing nervous glances at the five judges looking down at them. In Singapore’s main criminal court five judges always sit in capital cases. The eight prisoners consist of four Quantas stewardesses, all twenty four years of age or under & four Chinese students, who unfortunately for them are eighteen. All eight prisoners are to say the least very attractive. The four stewardesses are wearing their light purple Quantas uniforms which consist of smart jackets & quite tight knee length skirts. They also wear clean crisp white blouses, flesh coloured panty-hose & slip on grey shoes. The four Chinese girls are wearing their exclusive sixth form college’s uniforms of navy blue blazers with white edging, white shirts, blue & grey ties, grey & white pleated mini kilts, knee length white socks & black shoes. They all look pretty as a picture, respectable, innocent & harmless. On the advice of their lawyers they had worn these clothes all the way through the trial to try & give the best impression to the judges
The case had shocked & then fascinated all of South East Asia, Australia & New Zealand & had also been given extensive coverage in the UK, due to the nationality of some of prisoners. Three months earlier in a combined police operation, the Singapore & Philippines authorities had acted at the same time & arrested all those they suspected of being involved in a heroin smuggling ring orchestrated & run by a number of Quantas airline staff. The stewardesses had been smuggling the heroin into the three countries in their almost never searched hand luggage & then supplying it to students from wealthy local families who in turn sold it on within their social circles. The Singapore police had come under considerable pressure from the government, press & public following the deaths of two girls from families who were amongst the most high profile in the country. In Manilla two more accused drug smugglers, who were Quantas executives & considered to be the ring leaders, were in prison awaiting trial. It had been decided to try the eight those arrested in Singapore first simply because there were more of them
“The accused will stand”, says the chief judge. The girls rise apprehensively to their feet. The court is silent, the tension unbearable. The judge continues, “We have arrived at our verdicts, on which I may add we all agree. I will now read the verdicts to the court. These eight young women are accused of trafficking in Class A Drugs i.e. heroin & the amount of the narcotics involved, 28.5 kilogrammes, makes this a capital crime”.
“Sue Linn, Victoria Chin, Sally Po & Mary Tang we find you guilty on all charges”. The Chinese girls moan in despair, start to cry & shake. The judge ignores this & continues looking directly at the four white prisoners “Tegan Jakova, Josephine Sims, Rachel Reid & Karen Gillman we also find you guilty on all charges”. The four stewardesses stand looking stunned, the youngest Reid starts to sob & has to be supported by her guard as she sways & almost faints.
Relentlessly the judge goes on “We have already decided on the sentences in this case which reflect how seriously the Singapore government & people view these offences. “Sue Linn, Victoria Chin, Sally Po & Mary Tang you will be removed from this court & taken to Changi Prison where one week from today, unless the appeal court or the President intervenes, you will each be executed by being hanged by your necks until you are dead. As a recognition of the fact that you weren’t the prime movers in this case you will be executed by long drop hanging. The students start to wail, plead & sob. The judge signs to the guards “Take them down”. The four have to be almost carried from the dock & disappear out a door at the back of the courtroom
“Tegan Jakova, Josephine Sims, Rachel Reid & Karen Gillman you too will be removed from this court & taken to Changi Prison where one week from today, again unless the Appeal Court or the President intervenes, you will each be executed by being hanged by your necks until you are dead. There is no doubt that you were involved in the organization of the drug smuggling & supply of the heroin to our young people so you will suffer the extreme penalty of short drop hanging. Once the sentences have been handed down the four Stewardesses all start to sob. Reid wails “No! Please have mercy! Please have mercy! The judge looks at them impassively & says “Take them down”. They too disappear through the door at the rear of the court. The closing door cutting out the desperate pleading & the cries of despair..
Holly Wilson, an Australian TV journalist, looks on in fascinated horror from the spectators’ seats. Holly is to say the least “Televisual”. She is twenty eight with long centrally parted blonde hair, large brown eyes, “A Peaches & cream” complexion, lovely large upstanding breasts, a thin waist, curvaceous hips & long legs. She is wearing an expensive white silk blouse, & loose flared short red skirt. Due to the heat she is barelegged.
She crosses her tanned, toned legs & looks at Commander Amanda Brown, the police officer sent by the Australian Government to monitor the proceedings & says, “I don’t know about you Commander but I need a drink. Don’t worry anything you might say is strictly off the record”. The police woman is in her mid-thirties. She has short brown hair & regular features. Though slightly mannish she is undoubtedly very attractive. She is in her formal “Dress whites”, which consist of a white peaked cap & jacket, shirt with green & yellow tie, white A-line knee length skirt & tan panty hose She nods & replies. “Let’s go, there is a nice little bar just across the street”.
The two women leave the court building, cross the road, go into the bar, order their drinks & take them to table in a quiet corner. Holly takes out a cigarette, lights it & inhales deeply. She looks at the Commander “I presume from your calm reaction this isn’t the first time you have been at one of these trials in Singapore involving our citizens?”.
Taking a sip from her beer Amanda sighs & replies, “Unfortunately Miss Wilson this is my fourth time here for one of these. This though is the most high profile due to the age, & it has to be said sex, of those involved”. Holly continues “Please call me Holly. Do you still feel the same at each sentencing?”. “What do you mean Holly?”. Amanda asks.
The blonde reporter is flustered & embarrassed. She looks into her beer avoiding Amanda’s eyes & replies “Of course I was horrified & appalled but also………”. “Turned on ?”. The police woman smiles & finishes Holly’s sentence. The reporter looks up at Amanda blushing “How did you know?” she asks.
Amanda chuckles & replies, “My dear Holly, the reason why this is my fourth Singapore capital case is because I ask for these assignments now. The buzz you get at the sentencing is nothing compared to what you experience at the hangings. Assuming these eight are going to be executed are you going to be there?”. The reporter nods “Yes. My channel has reserved a seat for me at the prison”. In that case Holly take these” says Amanda taking out from her pocket what looks like two oval shaped marbles connected by piece of twine about an inch long “What are they?” asks the blonde girl. “Geisha balls”, replies Amanda “I was given two sets by a Japanese Police Officer by the name of Suki at an Interpol conference in Toyko last year. We had a brief affair & she gave me these as a memento”. Holly looks at Amanda. “Yes Holly I am gay, as according to the tabloid press are you. Are you?”.
Holly nods & asks “What exactly do you do with them?”. You put them in your pussy of course”, laughs Amanda. She continues “I recommend that you put them in before you go to Changi for the hangings. Wear tight panties & panty hose to ensure that they stay in place & wear a skirt with pockets. Cut the bottom off the pockets & that way you can rub your crotch with no-one else being aware of what you are up to. That is what I do”. The blonde girl smiles, reaches across & takes the Geisha Balls. “Well Commander thank you very much. I can certainly confirm that this conversation is very much off the record”.
The Governor of Changi jail, Mr Wong is on the way to the “Dance Hall”, this was the unofficial designation for the execution chamber. When he arrives he takes a key out of his pocket & unlocks the heavy metal door. The “Dance Hall” is a large windowless room. At it’s left side there are several rows of chairs for the witnesses. Mr Wong moves towards the wooden platform, which takes the whole width of the “Dance Hall” At a height of about four metres there is a solid metal beam from which hang four noosed ropes. Today the eight female drug dealers are to be executed
All of the condemned girls had asked to be allowed to wear the clothes that they had been sentenced in at their executions. The Chinese students wanted to ensure that everyone who saw their hangings could see how young & innocent they appeared & the Quantas girls said that working for the airline was the best thing that they had ever done. Initially Mr Wong had been dubious but when he saw TV footage of the prisoners leaving the court after their convictions he had agreed with alacrity. The Quantas girls in their uniforms especially began to give Mr Wong some ideas as to how he could improve the deterrent impact of the hangings, which of course would be filmed as usual & shown live on TV.
Two days before Mr Wong had visited each girl in her cell & informed them that their appeals had been rejected & that the President would not be involving himself in the judicial process.
The prisoner’s reactions to the news that they were definitely going to have their lovely young slim necks stretched by ropes was largely the same. They screamed, cried & pleaded, of course to no avail. He also told the doomed girls that on the last night of their lives all condemned prisoners were permitted to have a conjugal visit from their partners. The conservative minded Governor had been taken aback when he learned that all he needed to do to enable this to happen was to allow Sue Linn into Victoria Chin’s cell, Sally Po into Mary Tang’s, Tegan Jakova to join Rachel Reid & Josephine Sims to be with Karen Gillman.
Mr Wong had shrugged his shoulders, inwardly decrying the decline in moral standards, & instructed his staff to enable this to take place. Despite himself he couldn’t help but sit & watch the frantic couplings of the doomed prisoners on the camera footage from each of the death cells. The young Chinese students are so desperate for each other that without taking off any of their clothes they are almost instantly on the beds, plaid miniskirts are roughly pushed above waists, white panties are forced to the side, faces thrust against crotches & tongues penetrate deep inside pussies
All of the Stewardesses are lovely. Tegan Jakova is Australian & has brown thick short curly hair & brown eyes. Her high cheek bones betray her Slavic ancestray & Rachel Reid, her lover, who is originally from England, is a little “Blonde English Rose” with short blonde hair & blue eyes. The black Josephine Sims is the strongest of the Quantas Girls. As a teenager in London she had represented her college at the UK College Athletics championships & got to the semi-finals of the 100 metres. Her black hair is cropped very short. The most beautiful of them all is Sims’s partner Gillman. She is a six foot tall Scottish girl with seemingly endless legs. Her ginger hair almost shaved to her scalp in the style of a US Marine “Jarhead”
Mr Wong sits transfixed watching the live video feeds from the four death cells gently rubbing his throbbing erection through the outside of his trousers. He isn’t alone. The four female guards tasked with watching each of the cells via the CCTV very quickly have their hands burrowing away beneath their khaki uniform skirts, their fingers deep inside their panties frantically fingering their pussies. Jacova & Reid are on the bed kissing, tight skirts above their waists, hands inside each others’ panties. Gillman stands against the cell wall, thighs resting on Sims shoulders as the black girl’s tongue thrusts deep inside her. The four Quantas girls come as if there is no future – which in is in fact the case as far as they are concerned. Mr Wong shoots his load into his jockey shorts & the female prison guards orgasm & convulse in their seats, intensely flooding their panties with their juices
Half an hour before the executions the spectators file into the “Dance Hall”. Holly Wilson looks ravishing in her black blouse, tight black leather mini skirt & tan panty hose. The Giesha balls sit firmly in her pussy, held their by her pink panties & hose. Commander Amanda Brown follows Holly & sits down next to her. Again she is in her “Dress whites”. The Commander leans across to the journalist & whispers “Did you do as I suggested with the Geisha balls Holly?” Holly nods.”Good”, says Amanda “Mine are in place as well”.
On death row they come for the Chinese students first. The Stewardesses have to sit in their cells & listen to them being dragged screaming, sobbing & pleading for mercy down the corridor until the door to the “Dance Hall” slams shut behind them. A deathly silence reigns on death row
The condemned prisoners, their hands behind them are each dragged, half carried, sobbing & pleading, two guards to each girl one on either side, into the “Dance Hall” & then up the thirteen steps to the gallows platform where Mr Wong, the two hooded executioners & the court officials are waiting. As they had requested the four Chinese students are wearing the college uniforms they had been sentenced in blue blazers, white shirts, grey & white pleated mini kilts, white socks & black shoes. They no longer have ties round their necks. They are made to stand trembling behind the four nooses which dangle at head height in front of their terrified tear stained faces. The senior court official takes out the death warrant & begins to read
“Sue Linn, Victoria Chin, Sally Po & Mary Tang you have each been sentenced to be hanged by the neck until you are dead for drug smuggling. You will be executed by long drop hanging. Do any of you have anything to say before these sentences are carried out”. The doomed girls can only wail in terror. The official nods to the executioners & they immediately place white hoods over the prisoners’ heads, muffling their desperate pleas for mercy.
Holly looks on mesmerized. She squeezes her thighs together pressing against her hand which, via her skirt pocket, as advised by Amanda, she has cut away the bottom from, is slowly rubbing her pussy through her panty hose & panties. She can still just hear the sobbing & pleading coming from the hooded students. She looks at Amanda who sits with one hand in her no doubt bottomless pocket & the police woman’s thighs squirming slightly as she too grinds her thighs against her hidden hand massaging her crotch. Both women grip the arms of their chairs with their free hands as the combined effect of the Geisha balls & the spectacle unfolding before them increases the flow of their juices into the crotches of their panties & starts to seep through & moisten their panty hose. Holly bites her lip to try & stop herself emitting any give away moans
Calmly & methodically the executioners, using leather belts, strap the prisoners’ legs
tightly together. The first belt goes round the ankles, the second just above the almost knee length white socks & the third pulls shaking thighs hard together just below the hems of the grey & white pleated mini kilts. They then place the nooses over the girls’ hooded heads & pull the ropes tight ensuring that the knots are just under the prisoners’ left ears. The front of the hoods move in & out very quickly as the doomed students start to gasp & breathe very quickly, their terror rising even further. One of the executioners moves to the lever at the side of the gallows & looks at Mr Wong. The second executioner steps back from the collapsible section of the platform. The prisoners stand swaying slightly. Mr Wong nods. The lever is pulled & the front of the gallows falls away & hits the wooden stanchions below the platform with a resounding crash. As the prisoners drop their mini kilts fly up above their waists exposing their tight white panties. Their screams are abruptly cut off by the ropes tight round their necks which sever the spinal cords with a crunching sound. Their hooded heads all loll to the right & their feet & legs twitch & quiver reflexively
Holly’s knuckles are white so tight is her grip on the arms of the chair as she comes. Her eyes are closed & her body shudders as the waves of pleasure course through her. As her orgasm begins to subside she looks quickly about to see if anyone has noticed. She has no need to worry. All eyes are transfixed on the four slender bodies gently swaying on the gallows, apart that is from Amanda’s. The police woman is looking at Holly & smiling. She says to the reporter “The bodies are required to hang for an hour, before they can be taken down & the prisoners’ deaths officially certified. We will now be taken to the prison canteen for a coffee & you can smoke in there”. They file out of the “Dance Hall” along with the other spectators & head towards the prison canteen
On death row Tegan Jakova, Josephine Sims, Rachel Reid & Karen Gillman wait each watched by two guards who sit inside the cells with them. It had been a blessed relief to the prisoners when the door to the “Dance Hall” had closed behind the Chinese prisoners cutting off the sounds of their screams & pleadings. Then 10 minutes later the condemned & guards all jump when they hear the crash of the dropped gallows platform. They all know what this means..
Jakova gently rubs her lovely white neck & asks “How long?”. One of the guards replies “About two hours. By law the bodies have to be left hanging for an hour. They are then taken down, death is confirmed & certified, the gallows prepared for the next executions & the spectators re-admitted to the “Dance Hall”. Jakova closes her eyes, takes a deep breath & tries to compose herself.
Sims quizzes her guards “How long will I take to die?”. The older guard looks at the six foot tall black girls magnificent athletic body displayed beautifully by her tight Quantas uniform & says “I’m afraid Sims because of your excellent physical condition I reckon it will take at least 15 minutes for you to strangle to death. The increasingly terrified prisoner holds her head in her hands & starts to cry.
Reid is almost hysterical in her terror. The lovely slim blonde English girl lies on her bed sobbing repeating endlessly “No! No! Please no! Her guards sit & look on impassively.
Gillman appears to be in a trance as she lies on the bed her lovely almond eyes staring unblinkingly at the ceiling. Both of her guards also happen to be gay. One of them thinks to herself. “What a waste”. All of a sudden Gillman begins to pull her tight skirt up her thighs her intentions obvious. The senior guard goes to the prisoner & grabs her arm. “Wait Gillman, remember we are on CCTV, & I can’t allow you to do this without Mr Wong’s permission”. Gillman looks up at the guard & nods. The guard takes out her mobile & phones Mr Wong. She explains the situation finishing her plea by saying “Sir, Gillman is the most beautiful girl I have ever laid my eyes on. You have seen the footage of Sims & her making love & it was breathtaking. Let her do this, she will be dead in a couple of hours after all. Also with your permission we would like to participate in the process ”. Mr Wong is silent but he can feel his erection growing, Gillman is undoubtedly gorgeous. “Very well then. But you must ensure that CCTV film is removed immediately from the camera as soon as Gillman has left for the “Dance Hall” & clearly marked for my attention only”. The guard smiles in delight. “Thank you sir. I know you won’t regret it”.
She goes over to the bunk & looks down at Gillman “You can carry on”. Gillman smiles weakly & continues to slide her skirt up her lovely long panty hose encased legs. Her pink panties slowly become visible & the prisoner gently begins to massage the outside of the crotch of her panty hose.
The guards watch on. The junior one, who is sitting down, slips her hand up her skirt & begins to slowly rub her pussy through her panties. The senior guard stands looking down at Gillman. She rubs her crotch through the outside of the front of her skirt. Gillman slides her hand inside of the front of her panties & starts to moan gently as her fingers enter her pussy. The prisoner lifts her legs up, her thighs imprisoning her increasingly rapidly moving hand. This is too much for the senior guard, she kneels at the bottom of the bed & pulls the prisoner’s legs apart & down.
She moves up the bed while thrusting a hand up her own skirt & starts to frantically finger herself under her panties. Gillman initially moans in protest but then gasps in delight as the guard eases her panties & hose down over her thighs & puts her tongue deep inside the convict’s pussy. As the prisoner nears orgasm her hips begin to buck & she wraps her long legs round the guard, the back of her almost bald head presses hard against the pillow. All three women come at almost the same time. Gillman groans in delight & the two guards gasp in pleasure. Once she has recovered the senior guard phones Mr Wong. “Sir, I can report that the prisoner Gillman’s last request has been fulfilled”. Wong replies “Good. Remember to bring the CCTV tape directly to me once the executions are over”
Holly & Amanda sit by themselves at a table in the canteen drinking coffee. The reporter draws deeply on a much needed cigarette. She leans across & says quietly to the police woman, “God Amanda. I have never come like that in my life. My panties & hose are absolutely soaked. These ball things are absolutely amazing. Amanda grins, “I am glad you took my advice Holly. Yes the Geisha balls stimulate me in a way I have never experienced before though of course their impact is greatly enhanced by what we have just witnessed”. “What happens now?”, asks the blonde girl. “We wait here until they are prepared for the next hangings. They will then come & get us & we will return to the Dance Hall”. Holly smiles in delighted anticipation
Led by an officer eight male guards appear through the door leading to death row at the opposite end of the corridor from the entrance to the “Dance Hall”. They split up into pairs & go to the doors of each of the four cells. The two female guards with Tegan Jakova stand & the older one says to the prisoner. “It is time Jakova”. The Australian girl says nothing though she is shaking, tears running down her cheeks. She puts up no resistance as the two male guards enter the cell pull her to her feet & tightly strap her hands behind her back.
Josephine Sims too, though obviously terrified says nothing as the guards enter her cell & bind her arms. Rachel Reid screams when she sees the male guards appear “No! No! Please don’t hang me! I don’t want to die! Please No! No ! No!” she wails. the guards have to lift her up from the bed & hold her upright as they tie her hands. Reid continues to sob uncontrollably. Karen Gillman gets to her feet as the guards enter the cell. She is no longer in a trance like state & is only too aware of her situation. She trembles & whimpers as her wrists are tied.
The condemned girls are taken from their cells with Reid having to be virtually carried & begin their death march towards the door to the “Dance Hall”.
Holly & Amanda are back in their seats in the Dance Hall. The bodies of the dead Chinese girls have been removed & four new nooses dangle from the gallows. The quiet hubbub of conversation in the execution chamber dies away as the prisoners are brought in. Like the four girls before them they are led in & marched up the gallows steps two guards to each prisoner where the executioners & the rest of the execution party wait. Wearing their stewardess uniforms they stand shaking in fear behind the ropes allocated to them which hang in front of them. Reid is almost in a dead faint & has to be supported by her two guards. The court official takes out a piece of paper & intones
“Tegan Jakova, Josephine Sims, Rachel Reid & Karen Gillman you have each been sentenced to be hanged by the neck until you are dead for drug smuggling. You will be executed by short drop hanging. Do any of you have anything to say before these sentences are carried out””. The condemned sob hopelessly apart from Reid who appears to be totally out of it.
Holly stares at the girls on the gallows. .She is almost hypnotized totally still, apart from the hand which is gently caressing her clitoris inside her panties. She feels her second climax of the morning beginning to build
As is always the case in short drop hangings no hoods are used. To maximize the deterrent impact all must see the full agony of slow strangulation displayed on the prisoners’ faces as they die. Again the executioners strap the prisoners’ legs together at the ankles & the knees. However before they secure the girls thighs they push their tight purple uniform skirts up the nylon clad legs until the crotches of their panties become visible , Jakova & Sim’s are white while Reid & Gillman’s are pink. This had been Mr Wong’s idea to both increase the humiliation of the condemned girls & to add to the spectacle.
The nooses go round the prisoners’ necks & are pulled tight this time the knots are carefully placed at the back of the stewardesses’ slim & graceful necks. The other difference is that there is no slack in the ropes. The location of the knots & the lack of any significant drop will ensure that the prisoners’ agonized sufferings will be prolonged for as long as possible
The guards & the rest of the execution party move to the rear of the gallows platform leaving the prisoners standing supported only by the nooses round their necks. Reid slumps appearing to be half dead already. The lever is released & the floor disappears from under the condemned girl’s feet & a mighty crash reverberates round the “Dance Hall” for a second time.
The ropes had been stretched over night & so the prisoners drop hardly at all. Their heads are pushed slightly forward & down by the knots at the backs of their necks, gurgling & rasping sounds can be clearly heard, faces contort in pain as the tight nooses start to squeeze tracheas. The sudden impact of the pressure of the rope on her neck jolts Reid from her swoon.
Visible tremors run through the bodies, bound legs quiver & wriggle trying to kick against the leather straps firmly constraining them, feet twitch up & down rubbing against each other. The strain of the weights of their bodies supported only by their neck makes the stewardesses muscles tense accentuating the appearance of the four bound pairs of slender stockinged legs.
Holly orgasms as the gallows platform falls & is already beginning to build towards yet another climax
After three minutes the prisoners’ start to convulse. Their bonds mean that the only way their bodies can move is to raise their bound legs up & then drop them down again. The athletic Sims at times almost manages to reach her chest with her knees, giving the spectators a marvelous view of her very firm black bottom & vulva encased in her tight white panties & hose. The young women’s faces slowly redden, eyes start to bulge & tongues appear from mouths.
After seven minutes Reid’s movements begin to slow. The young English girl’s angelic face is no longer beautiful. Her skin is by now very red, her eyes protrude & two inches of extended tongue are visible. Spit dribbles down her chin. One minute later she hangs dead. Jakova is the next go. After a further two minutes the Australian girl’s eyes stare sightlessly at the spectators, tongue lolling out of a mouth gaping open in a silent scream of agony. The gorgeous Gillman approaches the end. Her long legs bounce down for the last time, her eyes turn up into her head & she dies. As predicted by her guard the former athlete Sim’s continues to struggle on her rope for a further five minutes before she too dangles lifeless on the gallows, her blood shot eyes almost bulging from their sockets
The blonde reporter comes for the third time & slumps in her seat. She looks across at the police woman & mouths silently “Wow!”. As they leave Amanda asks “Are you going to Manilla for the trial of the two alleged ringleaders Holly?”.“You bet Amanda, I wouldn’t miss it for the world
“La Senorita De Muerte”
Carol Smith & Lorraine King sit in their cells on death row in Manilla’s main prison. Both women, who were originally from Scotland, are in their early thirties & as they exercise regularly they still have good figures. Smith is blonde with blue eyes & a fair complexion. King is a brown eyed brunette with darker skin. Both wear their hair short as it is easier to look after & as busy Quantas executives they hadn’t wanted their regime for getting ready for work in the morning to take longer than necessary. They are wearing standard prison uniforms of striped tops & knee length denim skirts. They are barelegged & have simple sandals on their feet
After the events in Singapore a month earlier the outcome of their trial had never been in doubt. Guilty on all counts. Sentence – death. Unusually, much to everyone’s surprise the method of execution wasn’t mentioned at the sentencing. Both women had their appeals against conviction & sentence denied & they are due to be put to death tomorrow.
The prisoners look up as the guards enter their cells. Smith jumps to her feet & protests “I thought we were going to be executed tomorrow not today”. Don’t worry Smith”, replies the senior guard “We are just taking King & you to see the Governor”.
Both women have their hands cuffed & their ankles shackled & are led shuffling to the Governor’s office. When they get to the office the senior guard knocks on the door “Bring them in”, instructs the Governor. He sits back in his chair & motions for Smith & King to sit down in the two chairs on the opposite side of the desk. “Well ladies I have some news for you”, hope briefly flares in the prisoners’ faces which quickly disappears as he continues “No your appeals have been denied & the convictions & sentence confirmed. The news concerns your method of execution”.
“I assumed we would be shot by firing squad as is normal in your horrible country” says King. Both prisoners had been forced to watch a TV recording of the hangings in Singapore & had at least had the consolation of thinking that at least they weren’t going to die like that. “I’m afraid not Lorraine”. He continues “Have either of you heard of “La Senorita De Muerte”. They both shake their heads “It translates roughly as “The lady of death”. Smith & King begin to feel even more frightened than they already are. The Governor continues. In the days when we were a Spanish colony it was the name given to the method of execution used in those days. Another name it had was the “Garotte Vil”. At this both Smith & King jerk bolt up in their seats, their cuffed hands going involuntarily to their necks. “You mean to say that you are going to garotte us!”, gasps Smith.
King protests “You can’t do that! It’s barbaric. It must be illegal! Oh God it must be! The Governor replies, “Up until yesterday it was illegal. However the President has issued an executive order re-instating the garotte as a method of execution that can be used in exceptionally serious cases. Cases like yours. You see the President thought it unjust that while it took your fellow airline employees 15 minutes to slowly strangle to death on a gallows you should only suffer the instant death of being shot by a firing squad. After all ladies those girls were all acting on your instructions. You can be sure that this will prove very popular with the public as they are sick & tired of the death & misery being caused by the narcotics people like you cause to be peddled on our streets. The executions will be carried out at mid-day tomorrow. That will be all”. Too shocked & stunned to speak Smith & King are led from the Governor’s office & back to death row
As arranged Holly Wilson & Amanda Brown meet for lunch that same day. The reporter looks delicious in a blue blouse & flared white mini skirt. Her long brown slender legs are bare. The police officer is as ever in her dress white uniform. They greet each other with a hug & a kiss, that is not entirely platonic. Once they are seated at their table Holly says, “ Amanda you must tell me about the trial. I was furious to have missed it but the network insisted that I go to Indonesia to cover the earthquake there instead”.
Amanda replies “Well Holly. It wasn’t nearly as entertaining as the one in Singapore. Both Carol Smith & Lorraine King seemed to be resigned to their fates though they did shed some tears when they were sentenced to death. The one thing that has been intriguing everyone is the method of execution that is to be used”.
The reporter looks puzzled “I thought the standard method of execution in the Philippines was death by firing squad”. The police officer replies “Up until yesterday that was the case however the President has issued an executive order re-instating the “Garotte Vil” as a method of execution that may be used in some serious cases. Smith & King are going to be garotted. On hearing this the reporter is aware of the moistness spontaneously beginning to ooze from her pussy into her panties. She looks into the police officer’s eyes & smiles, “I understand that the authorities have gone out of their way to ensure that both the Australian authorities & media are to have front row seats at the executions. I suppose we had better take along our little Japanese friends”. The both chuckle in anticipatory delight
Smith & King sit waiting in their cells. Both women wear smart expensive, business suits, Smith’s is navy blue, King’s an almost black charcoal grey. They are being allowed to wear the clothes they were sentenced in at their executions. They had each declined the offer of the attentions of a priest. The Governor enters Smith’s cell accompanied by two guards. He says simply “It is time to go Smith”. The blonde woman weeps quietly as the guards each take each of her arms & lead her from the cell & down the corridor towards the door leading to the execution chamber. King watches them go, her hand goes to her slim neck & she too begins to sob in terror
Holly & Amanda sit in the front row of the cordoned off spectators’ seats. The blonde reporter wears a smart black suit with knee length skirt & pantyhose. The police commander as usual is wearing her white uniform. Twelve feet in front of them sits “La Senorita De Muerte”. The “Lady of death” is essentially a chair constructed using seasoned oak four by fours & bolted securely to the floor. Leather straps dangle down from the arm rests & a metal collar, so constructed that it can be made smaller in circumference by turning a stout butterfly screw in back, is fixed to the top of the back rest. It is the executioner’s job to turn this large butterfly screw between thumb & forefinger, slowly strangling the prisoner. Amanda leans across to Holly & whispers, “Have you brought your little Giesha friends with you?”. The reporter whispers back, “Of course. Have you?”. The police officer nods & the women exchange knowing smiles.
The execution party enter the death chamber. When Smith sees “La Senorita De Muerte” she almost collapses pleading piteously “No! No! Please No! You can’t do this to me! You can’t”. The guards have to drag & almost carry her to the garotte & place her in it. The executioner straps the prisoners wrists & elbows to the wooden arm rests & then stands back leaving the condemned woman crying & shaking firmly in the grip of the “Lady of death”
The Governor takes a piece of paper from his pocket & starts to read. “Carol Smith you have been tried & found guilty of trafficking illegal drugs into the country. For this crime you have been sentenced to death by strangulation on the garotte. Have you anything to say before sentence is carried out”. Smith sobs, “No! No! Please dear God have mercy!”. The Governor looks at the executioner & says, “Do your duty”. The masked man goes & stands behind the wooden chair & places the collar around the prisoner’s neck. Smith gasps & her eyes grow large as she feels the cold metal on her skin.
The executioner then begins to slowly turn the butterfly screw. As she feels the collar begin to tighten round her throat the prisoner begins to scream in ear-splitting mindless terror. As pressure from the collar slowly but inexorably increases on her neck Smith’s shrieks take on a strangled sound & gradually reduce to squeaks as she futilely gasps for air
Holly & Amanda sit directly in front of the garotte & have ringside view of the execution. Initially Smith’s knees had been pressed together in instinctive modesty when she was placed in the wooden seat but as the strangling collar tightens round her neck she starts to buck, heave & kick wildly, heels banging against the bottom of the chair. Every part of her body that isn’t secured to the chair is in motion.. The reporter & the police woman can see right up the doomed woman’s tight blue skirt from her shoes to the pink panties under her tan panty-hose. Their right hands are plunged deep inside the cut out pockets in their skirts & they slowly rub their crotches through their underwear. Holly can feel her orgasm getting close
Smith’s face is beginning to turn crimson, eyes slowly emerge from their sockets & her tongue creeps out from a gaping mouth. The executioner had been instructed to ensure that the executions take at least 10 minutes so that all who see the TV pictures of them fully appreciate the truly terrible fate that awaits them if they try to smuggle drugs into the Philippines. The masked man watches the clock on the wall & when ten minutes have elapsed from when he first started to turn the butterfly screw he gives it one last twist & stands back. As her throat is totally crushed the prisoner’s body stiffens & tenses & she appears to try & stand up. Death spasms rack her body. Then suddenly it is over. Smith slumps down in the chair, face now almost purple, eyes bulging as if on stalks & her tongue swollen & puffed protrudes from her drooling mouth.
Holly panties flood as she comes. She bites her free hand to stop herself groaning in pleasure. Amanda also climaxes, but as she has had lot more practice at concealing her public orgasms the only signs of her excited condition are a reddening of her complexion, as if she is blushing, & a slight increase in her rate of breathing
The Governor moves to the centre of the execution chamber “The next execution will take place in an hour. If you could all leave for now. At the end of the corridor there is a rest room that has been prepared. Refreshments are being provided”. In silence the spectators leave the death room.
In her cell, watched by the two guards who sit with her, Lorraine King hugs herself, rocking gently back & forwards in her seat crying quietly. After the door closed behind Carol Smith & those leading her to her death all had been silent until Smith’s blood curdling screams rent the air. On hearing them King had looked up in horror & tried to cover her ears, however she couldn’t close out the terrible noises entirely. As the shrieking subsided & finally disappeared King dropped her hands from her ears.
The silence didn’t last for very long as what sounded like someone banging on wood came from the death chamber. Dreading the answer the prisoner asked the senior guard “What is that noise?”, she gasps hoarsely. The guard replied stonily, The prisoner’s heels kicking against the bottom of “The lady of death” as she is slowly strangled”. King stared at the guard speechless with horror & terror
The spectators re-enter the death chamber & Holly & Amanda retake their seats. Smith’s body has been removed & taken to the medical wing for autopsy as required by law.
The room quietens as the second condemned woman is brought in. King’s eyes widen, she gasps & stops when the garotte comes into view. The guards gently push her & she is taken to the “Lady of death” & strapped in. As the sentence is read the prisoner appears to be praying. Like Smith before her King gasps as the cold metal collar goes round her neck
The reporter & the police woman wriggle slightly in their seats as their hands hidden by their skirts burrow inside their panties & they begin to play with their clits. The Geisha balls are already making their pussies very wet
The executioner starts to turn the screw & the prisoner’s eyes widen in shock as she feels the metal collar begin to constrict her neck. King starts to breathe rapidly as the strangling ring of metal tightens around her throat. After a minute she starts to struggle, writhe & kick exposing the white panties under the black skirt & tights.
Again the masked executioner prolongs the condemned woman’s agony for 10 minutes before tightening the screw to it’s fullest extent. King’s struggles cease & the agony of her death is etched into her horribly distorted features
Holly & Amanda come again & they both sigh in deep satisfaction. The spectators leave the execution chamber & once they are outside the prison the reporter turns to the police officer & says “Amanda would you like to come to my room where we can watch the raw footage of the executions on my laptop before it is edited. The network will have sent it to me immediately after the proceedings had finished”. Amanda smiles wickedly at Holly, “I would like that very much Holly”. With that they hail a taxi & head for the reporter’s hotel. As they sit in the back of the cab the police woman leans across & squeezes the reporter’s thigh through her skirt. Their eyes meet & they grin in anticipation at each other
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These are three very beautiful, exciting, detailed stories!
Drugs Smuggling is equated with murder, even girls have to get the hardest punishment!
Very special I love it when criminals for the execution, almost have to wear special dress.
I really hope the law enforcement authorities continue to persecute such misdeeds!
Drugs Smuggling is equated with murder, even girls have to get the hardest punishment!
Very special I love it when criminals for the execution, almost have to wear special dress.
I really hope the law enforcement authorities continue to persecute such misdeeds!
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