Execution Tales Chapters 24 & 25
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As it is Friday decided to post the next two Chapters slightly ahead of schedule
24: Cheryl gets Involved
As Cheryl Barnes, Doctor Harris’s assistant, typed up the notes of his consultation with April & Beth she found herself becoming more & more aroused. She had thought that she was alone in her fascination with these matters, leaving the Jane Edwards of the world to one side, & the realisation that these two girls shared her obsession intensified her sensations.
She took down the name of the book that April & Jane had been reading. Cheryl was already a subscriber to “True Crime Monthly”. Once she had finished transcribing she went to the toilet, locked the door of the cubicle pulled her skirt up & very quickly rubbed herself to a very powerful orgasm. Cheryl returned to her desk & objectively analysed her reactions to the material she had been typing & realised that the only real difference between her feelings & that of the two girls was that while April & Beth were turned on by imaging themselves as being present at the executions she always pictured herself as being in the hangman’s shoes. She decided that she must get to know the girls better.
Over the next six weeks April & Beth continued to read everything they could get their hands on about female executions & described their reactions to Doctor Harris & Cheryl continued to type up the records of their conversations.
During April & Beth’s visits to Doctor Harris Cheryl went out of her way to be pleasant & to talk to them. When they had to sit & wait for the Doctor to see them she would make them tea & chat away, though never about what they were discussing with the Doctor
After the girls latest session with Harris, which as usual finished just around mid-day Cheryl asked April & Beth if they wished to join her for lunch in the heavily subsidised hospital canteen next door. The lowly paid girls gratefully agreed.
As they chatted over lunch Cheryl didn’t mention their sessions with Doctor Harris until they were almost finished & then she asked, “Are you finding your meetings with Doctor Harris helpful?”. April & Beth glanced at each other & April said, “Very much so. He is such a good listener.”
Cheryl had thought very carefully about her next statement because she knew that Doctor Harris would be very displeased if he ever found out however she had decided it was worth the risk, “I know that April only too well, I have sat in on many of his sessions, though obviously not yours. However I am tasked with typing up his notes after his meetings with you.” She kept her facial expression non-committal as she shared this with the girls.
Both April & Beth’s faces reddened with embarrassment & they looked at the floor. Cheryl laughed & said, “Girls there is no need to be ashamed of what you have told the Doctor & I am a professional medical secretary bound by the same ethics of medical confidentiality as Doctor Harris. Believe me I have heard a lot worse”. The girls looked up at Cheryl looking relieved though still a bit unsure.
Cheryl sighed, “Oh Dear! I hope I haven’t put my foot in it. For what it’s worth I can tell you that my reaction to Doctor Edward’s document was identical to yours. She leaned across the table & whispered, “In fact let me tell you something else”, April & Beth bent their heads forward & begin to smile in delight as Cheryl described her visit to the ladies toilet after typing up Doctor Harris’s notes on his second meeting with the girls. As Cheryl had carefully calculated sharing this episode with April & Beth broke the ice totally & after that the three young women got on famously. The girls assured Cheryl that they wouldn’t tell her boss of the details of their discussions in case it got her into trouble.
And so things continued unchanged over the next four weeks. April & Beth would have their session with Harris followed by lunch with Cheryl over which the three young women would chuckle & whisper comments to each other on what Cheryl had typed up from the previous week.
At one point the Doctor said to his secretary, “You seem to getting on well with the girls Cheryl & they do seem to relate to you. What things do you chat about when you go for lunch”. Cheryl smiled, “Mainly girlish nonsense Doctor, clothes etc, though not in their case boyfriends, as we both know. They are intelligent, young & eager & I find their company refreshing. I must admit I like them”. The Doctor smiled, “I must admit Miss Barnes so do I. So do I”
Cheryl was an only child & her mother had died giving birth to her due to complications. On the death of her father, who had been a consultant surgeon, a year previously she had inherited the family home along with a substantial amount of money. The house was in an expensive part of Manhattan. It had two storeys & was surrounded by a large garden. Since the death of her father Cheryl had lived alone.
She had rejected the advances of the many suitors who approached her as she had no interest in men. Her sex life had consisted of several relationships with other young women of a like mind but nothing had stimulated her like Jane Queen’s account of her & Josiah’s murders or the records of April & Beth conversations with Doctor Harris
After her fifth weekly lunch with April & Beth she went home & for the first time in several years prised open the door to the cellar. Taking a gas lamp with her she went down the stairs into the darkness & looked around. Her father had had the cellar excavated during the early years of the civil war intending it to be a place of refuge if the Rebels had ever reached the outskirts of New York & started to use their artillery to shell the city.
Her thoughts began to crystallise.
Over the next month the workmen brought in by Cheryl refurbished the cellar & put in lighting. As instructed they installed a stout wooden beam just below the ceiling with a small gap above it. Out of curiosity the foreman asked what this was for as it wasn’t required to support anything. Cheryl replied that she intended to use the cellar as an artist’s studio. She would hang her paintings from the hooks she instructed were drilled into the beam as she worked on them. Once the work was completed Cheryl was ready to make her next move.
At lunch the following week she said to April & Beth, “How would you like to come for dinner to my house on Saturday girls. It would be just us & a close friend of mine & there are some things I would like to discuss in a more private setting. Don’t worry about getting there I will send a hire carriage to collect you ”. Flattered & intrigued the girls immediately agreed.
25: Cheryl, April & Beth’s First Murder
Cheryl had begun to tire of her current lover Tamara, a 22 year old Italian girl who was undoubtedly lovely, & very passionate in bed, but hard work apart from that. She was temperamental, jealous & controlling. Cheryl had decided she had to go & now she knew how. Tamara was a relatively recent immigrant with no close ties in America.
That Saturday April & Beth put on their best outfits & waited excitedly for the hire carriage to arrive. They were collected & taken to Cheryl’s Manhattan house. As they entered the house they were awestruck by its size & luxurious furnishings. Cheryl & Tamara were waiting for them. Before the girls arrived the two older women had had, what Cheryl found to be yet another wearisome argument with her lover over why April & Beth were joining them.
Cheryl welcomed the girls warmly & told them how lovely they looked. Tamara for her part nodded at them coldly & shook their hands in a frosty manner. As they sat down to dinner the Italian girl began to feel very sleepy, which wasn’t surprising given the large dose of sedative that Cheryl had laced her initial glass of wine with. Tamara excused herself from the table & went & lay down on a couch. She was soon fast asleep. April & Beth were somewhat disconcerted by this but Cheryl reassured them by telling them that Tamara was prone to drink too much & that she had been at a cocktail party prior to coming to the house.
Over dinner Cheryl, April & Beth discussed their shared interests until all three young women were quite aroused. Over coffee Cheryl asked, “What I really envy is that you attended Jane Edwards’s hanging. I would have loved to have been there. What was it like?”.
April replied, “God it was wonderful. We both almost came standing in the prison yard”. Beth nodded vigorously in agreement.
Cheryl continued, “Would you like to witness something like that again?”.
April & Beth responded in unison, “Would I ever!”
Cheryl smiled & then asked the critical question. She nodded at the gently snoring Tamara & said. “Would you like to see her hang?”.
Beth giggled but April sensed the serious intent behind the question, “The simple answer is in my fantasies yes. I would love to picture her dancing on the rope”. Still half joking she continued, “But in reality. If we really did kill her we would almost certainly get caught & end up being executed just like Doctor Edwards. How do you know we would get away with it?”
The older girl was now deadly serious. She explained who Tamara was & her background. She also told the girls that because homosexual relationships between women, while not illegal, were still viewed as being beyond the pale by most people, she & the Italian girl had conducted their relationship very discreetly
April & Beth sat back in their chairs stunned as they realised that Cheryl was seriously proposing murdering Tamara
Cheryl got up & & said, “Before we discuss it any further there is something I would like to show you. Please follow me”.
Beth looked at the slumbering Italian girl, “What if she wakes up?”
Cheryl replied, “Don’t worry she won’t”.
The girls followed as Cheryl led them from the dining & down into the cellar. She lit the gas lamps & April & Beth gasped when they saw the noosed rope dangling from the wooden beam above about seven feet above the ground. Next to the rope a ladder rested on the beam & sitting on the ground underneath the noose was a two foot high trestle
April turned to Cheryl & said, “My God! You really are serious about this aren’t you”.
“Cheryl smiled grimly & said, “I am indeed April. Tamara is undoubtedly lovely & an enthusiastic lover but she is also a, forgive me, serious pain in the neck, & I had decided to end the relationship, however the idea of actually how to do it only occurred to me recently”. She pointed at the hanging noose & continued. “I was going to do it by myself but then I thought it would be a lot more fun if I had company. What do you think? Remember if we do hang her there will be no going back”.
Beth said, “Aren’t you taking a big risk bringing us down here & discussing this? What if we just say no, walk away & report you to Doctor Harris & the police”.
Cheryl replied, “My dear Beth I would just deny it. Remember I am a highly respected medical secretary while you two have to say the least been through a lot. Who do you think would be believed? Even if the police came to the house by that time the noose etc would be long gone & have been replaced by hanging blank canvases that I would say I intended to paint. Tamara would still be alive, & none the wiser. I am sure that Harris & the authorities would regard your story as the feverish imaginings of traumatised teenage girls. However my hunch is that you won’t say no & leave. Am I right April?”
April could feel herself becoming aroused, “But how would we get rid of the body Cheryl?”.
The blonde girl smiled, “One of the mistakes I always thought that the Edwards made was burying their victims under the cellar. When suspicion finally fell on them & the house was searched & the bodies found the game was up. As well as this house & significant monies my father also left me a horse drawn carriage & a sailing boat. He taught me how to sail when I was a young girl. We would put the body in a sea chest, take it to the boat in the carriage transfer it, go out to sea, tie a heavy weight to it & drop it over the side. Tamara disappears into the deep never to return”
April turned to her lover, “What do you think Beth?”
Beth thought for a moment, she too could feel her passions beginning to rise. “If I was sure we would get away with it I would say yes definitely. But while I loved watched Jane Edwards hang I would be terrified of dying that way”
April nodded & slowly said to Cheryl, “Given the trouble you have taken my guess is that Tamara wouldn’t be a one off?”
Cheryl replied “You are correct April. We would carefully select our victims from amongst those of no consequence who wouldn’t be missed. Our cover story to those who may be interested in our weekend sailing trips, such as Doctor Harris, is that we have become good friends, which he knows, & I am teaching you how to sail, which by the way I would actually do. He would no doubt regard it as a healthy & therapeutic hobby for you to have taken up & be pleased that I had introduced you to it”
April took a deep breath & said “I’m in. Beth?”
Her lover gulped & said “April you know I love you deeply & I couldn’t imagine living without you so if you are in then so am I”.
The three young women then hugged & Cheryl said, “Welcome aboard girls. Let’s string the annoying Italian bitch up”.
They went back upstairs & carried the still sleeping Tamara down into the basement. Cheryl tied the victim’s hands behind her & then mounted the first three rungs of the ladder next to the dangling rope. April & Beth lifted the Italian girl up onto the trestle & supported her while Cheryl slipped the noose around her neck & put some smelling salts under the doomed girl’s nose. Tamara coughed & spluttered & began to come round as Cheryl was adjusting the noose’s knot & the tension of the rope around her neck.
She was determined that there would be no risk of Tamara’s neck snapping, she must dangle & kick. As the strength began to return to the victim’s legs & she was able to stand on her own April & Beth let go of her & stood back. Tamara looked around her & said, “ Cheryl where am I! What are you doing!”. Her former lover reached across from the ladder & took her chin in her hand. She looked deep into Tamara’s eyes & said., “I am glad to see you are back with us my dear Tamara. The answer to your questions are that you are in the basement of my house & my two friends & I are going to hang you by your lovely neck until you are dead you thoroughly irritating bitch”. She then leaned across, kissed Tamara on the lips & caressed her breasts one last time. Cheryl then climbed back down the ladder & went & stood next to, just as she herself was, the highly stimulated April & Beth.
The three young woman looked up at the lovely young Italian girl in her white blouse & full green skirt relishing the dawning terror in Tamarra’s face. She wailed “But why Cheryl! I thought you loved me! Please just let me go! I promise I won’t say anything to anyone!. Please don’t kill me!”
By now the crotches of Cheryl, April & Beth’s underwear were very moist & all three were gently massaging their breasts through their blouses.
Cheryl said “Give us some time to think about it Tamara”. She made a show of turning to April & Beth. “What do we think ladies?”
The other two girls tried not to chuckle & April said, “I am not sure Cheryl. Does she really deserve to hang?”
Cheryly grinned evilly & replied, “Damn right she does!”. She stepped forward & kicked the trestle away from under Tamarra’s feet.
The Italian girl fell only six inches. The noose dug deep into her neck, she gasped for air. None came. Her eyes bulged. Her body convulsed & her lovely long legs kicked wildly throwing her skirt up to her thighs
April & Beth grabbed hold of each other their hands feverishly reaching up each other’s skirts while Cheryl slipped her hand inside the waist band of her skirt. All three began immediately desperately rubbing their crotches, April & Beth each other’s & in the case of Cheryl, her own.
Tamara struggled on the rope vigorously for six minutes before her body movements began to slow. By this stage her beautiful face was an agonised dark travesty of what it had been. Staring red veined eyes protruded from their sockets from a purple face, & spittle dripped from her lolling tongue
Cheryl reached her orgasm first, groaning and falling to her knees as the delicious sensations pulsed through her body. April & Beth came almost together, gripping each other fiercely with their free hands just as poor Tamara kicked her last.
Once they had recovered Cheryl, April & Beth went upstairs & engaged in the first “Menage a trois” of their lives on the couch that the dead Italian girl had slept on.
As Cheryl lit a cigarette after her second pulsating climax of the evening she said dreamily, “Lesson number one girls we need to put a bed in the cellar”. At that all three of them laughed.
That Saturday, as described by Cheryl, Tamara’s body was slipped over the side of the medical secretary’s boat with four old iron sash window weights firmly tied round the ankles with chains, hopefully never to be seen again
24: Cheryl gets Involved
As Cheryl Barnes, Doctor Harris’s assistant, typed up the notes of his consultation with April & Beth she found herself becoming more & more aroused. She had thought that she was alone in her fascination with these matters, leaving the Jane Edwards of the world to one side, & the realisation that these two girls shared her obsession intensified her sensations.
She took down the name of the book that April & Jane had been reading. Cheryl was already a subscriber to “True Crime Monthly”. Once she had finished transcribing she went to the toilet, locked the door of the cubicle pulled her skirt up & very quickly rubbed herself to a very powerful orgasm. Cheryl returned to her desk & objectively analysed her reactions to the material she had been typing & realised that the only real difference between her feelings & that of the two girls was that while April & Beth were turned on by imaging themselves as being present at the executions she always pictured herself as being in the hangman’s shoes. She decided that she must get to know the girls better.
Over the next six weeks April & Beth continued to read everything they could get their hands on about female executions & described their reactions to Doctor Harris & Cheryl continued to type up the records of their conversations.
During April & Beth’s visits to Doctor Harris Cheryl went out of her way to be pleasant & to talk to them. When they had to sit & wait for the Doctor to see them she would make them tea & chat away, though never about what they were discussing with the Doctor
After the girls latest session with Harris, which as usual finished just around mid-day Cheryl asked April & Beth if they wished to join her for lunch in the heavily subsidised hospital canteen next door. The lowly paid girls gratefully agreed.
As they chatted over lunch Cheryl didn’t mention their sessions with Doctor Harris until they were almost finished & then she asked, “Are you finding your meetings with Doctor Harris helpful?”. April & Beth glanced at each other & April said, “Very much so. He is such a good listener.”
Cheryl had thought very carefully about her next statement because she knew that Doctor Harris would be very displeased if he ever found out however she had decided it was worth the risk, “I know that April only too well, I have sat in on many of his sessions, though obviously not yours. However I am tasked with typing up his notes after his meetings with you.” She kept her facial expression non-committal as she shared this with the girls.
Both April & Beth’s faces reddened with embarrassment & they looked at the floor. Cheryl laughed & said, “Girls there is no need to be ashamed of what you have told the Doctor & I am a professional medical secretary bound by the same ethics of medical confidentiality as Doctor Harris. Believe me I have heard a lot worse”. The girls looked up at Cheryl looking relieved though still a bit unsure.
Cheryl sighed, “Oh Dear! I hope I haven’t put my foot in it. For what it’s worth I can tell you that my reaction to Doctor Edward’s document was identical to yours. She leaned across the table & whispered, “In fact let me tell you something else”, April & Beth bent their heads forward & begin to smile in delight as Cheryl described her visit to the ladies toilet after typing up Doctor Harris’s notes on his second meeting with the girls. As Cheryl had carefully calculated sharing this episode with April & Beth broke the ice totally & after that the three young women got on famously. The girls assured Cheryl that they wouldn’t tell her boss of the details of their discussions in case it got her into trouble.
And so things continued unchanged over the next four weeks. April & Beth would have their session with Harris followed by lunch with Cheryl over which the three young women would chuckle & whisper comments to each other on what Cheryl had typed up from the previous week.
At one point the Doctor said to his secretary, “You seem to getting on well with the girls Cheryl & they do seem to relate to you. What things do you chat about when you go for lunch”. Cheryl smiled, “Mainly girlish nonsense Doctor, clothes etc, though not in their case boyfriends, as we both know. They are intelligent, young & eager & I find their company refreshing. I must admit I like them”. The Doctor smiled, “I must admit Miss Barnes so do I. So do I”
Cheryl was an only child & her mother had died giving birth to her due to complications. On the death of her father, who had been a consultant surgeon, a year previously she had inherited the family home along with a substantial amount of money. The house was in an expensive part of Manhattan. It had two storeys & was surrounded by a large garden. Since the death of her father Cheryl had lived alone.
She had rejected the advances of the many suitors who approached her as she had no interest in men. Her sex life had consisted of several relationships with other young women of a like mind but nothing had stimulated her like Jane Queen’s account of her & Josiah’s murders or the records of April & Beth conversations with Doctor Harris
After her fifth weekly lunch with April & Beth she went home & for the first time in several years prised open the door to the cellar. Taking a gas lamp with her she went down the stairs into the darkness & looked around. Her father had had the cellar excavated during the early years of the civil war intending it to be a place of refuge if the Rebels had ever reached the outskirts of New York & started to use their artillery to shell the city.
Her thoughts began to crystallise.
Over the next month the workmen brought in by Cheryl refurbished the cellar & put in lighting. As instructed they installed a stout wooden beam just below the ceiling with a small gap above it. Out of curiosity the foreman asked what this was for as it wasn’t required to support anything. Cheryl replied that she intended to use the cellar as an artist’s studio. She would hang her paintings from the hooks she instructed were drilled into the beam as she worked on them. Once the work was completed Cheryl was ready to make her next move.
At lunch the following week she said to April & Beth, “How would you like to come for dinner to my house on Saturday girls. It would be just us & a close friend of mine & there are some things I would like to discuss in a more private setting. Don’t worry about getting there I will send a hire carriage to collect you ”. Flattered & intrigued the girls immediately agreed.
25: Cheryl, April & Beth’s First Murder
Cheryl had begun to tire of her current lover Tamara, a 22 year old Italian girl who was undoubtedly lovely, & very passionate in bed, but hard work apart from that. She was temperamental, jealous & controlling. Cheryl had decided she had to go & now she knew how. Tamara was a relatively recent immigrant with no close ties in America.
That Saturday April & Beth put on their best outfits & waited excitedly for the hire carriage to arrive. They were collected & taken to Cheryl’s Manhattan house. As they entered the house they were awestruck by its size & luxurious furnishings. Cheryl & Tamara were waiting for them. Before the girls arrived the two older women had had, what Cheryl found to be yet another wearisome argument with her lover over why April & Beth were joining them.
Cheryl welcomed the girls warmly & told them how lovely they looked. Tamara for her part nodded at them coldly & shook their hands in a frosty manner. As they sat down to dinner the Italian girl began to feel very sleepy, which wasn’t surprising given the large dose of sedative that Cheryl had laced her initial glass of wine with. Tamara excused herself from the table & went & lay down on a couch. She was soon fast asleep. April & Beth were somewhat disconcerted by this but Cheryl reassured them by telling them that Tamara was prone to drink too much & that she had been at a cocktail party prior to coming to the house.
Over dinner Cheryl, April & Beth discussed their shared interests until all three young women were quite aroused. Over coffee Cheryl asked, “What I really envy is that you attended Jane Edwards’s hanging. I would have loved to have been there. What was it like?”.
April replied, “God it was wonderful. We both almost came standing in the prison yard”. Beth nodded vigorously in agreement.
Cheryl continued, “Would you like to witness something like that again?”.
April & Beth responded in unison, “Would I ever!”
Cheryl smiled & then asked the critical question. She nodded at the gently snoring Tamara & said. “Would you like to see her hang?”.
Beth giggled but April sensed the serious intent behind the question, “The simple answer is in my fantasies yes. I would love to picture her dancing on the rope”. Still half joking she continued, “But in reality. If we really did kill her we would almost certainly get caught & end up being executed just like Doctor Edwards. How do you know we would get away with it?”
The older girl was now deadly serious. She explained who Tamara was & her background. She also told the girls that because homosexual relationships between women, while not illegal, were still viewed as being beyond the pale by most people, she & the Italian girl had conducted their relationship very discreetly
April & Beth sat back in their chairs stunned as they realised that Cheryl was seriously proposing murdering Tamara
Cheryl got up & & said, “Before we discuss it any further there is something I would like to show you. Please follow me”.
Beth looked at the slumbering Italian girl, “What if she wakes up?”
Cheryl replied, “Don’t worry she won’t”.
The girls followed as Cheryl led them from the dining & down into the cellar. She lit the gas lamps & April & Beth gasped when they saw the noosed rope dangling from the wooden beam above about seven feet above the ground. Next to the rope a ladder rested on the beam & sitting on the ground underneath the noose was a two foot high trestle
April turned to Cheryl & said, “My God! You really are serious about this aren’t you”.
“Cheryl smiled grimly & said, “I am indeed April. Tamara is undoubtedly lovely & an enthusiastic lover but she is also a, forgive me, serious pain in the neck, & I had decided to end the relationship, however the idea of actually how to do it only occurred to me recently”. She pointed at the hanging noose & continued. “I was going to do it by myself but then I thought it would be a lot more fun if I had company. What do you think? Remember if we do hang her there will be no going back”.
Beth said, “Aren’t you taking a big risk bringing us down here & discussing this? What if we just say no, walk away & report you to Doctor Harris & the police”.
Cheryl replied, “My dear Beth I would just deny it. Remember I am a highly respected medical secretary while you two have to say the least been through a lot. Who do you think would be believed? Even if the police came to the house by that time the noose etc would be long gone & have been replaced by hanging blank canvases that I would say I intended to paint. Tamara would still be alive, & none the wiser. I am sure that Harris & the authorities would regard your story as the feverish imaginings of traumatised teenage girls. However my hunch is that you won’t say no & leave. Am I right April?”
April could feel herself becoming aroused, “But how would we get rid of the body Cheryl?”.
The blonde girl smiled, “One of the mistakes I always thought that the Edwards made was burying their victims under the cellar. When suspicion finally fell on them & the house was searched & the bodies found the game was up. As well as this house & significant monies my father also left me a horse drawn carriage & a sailing boat. He taught me how to sail when I was a young girl. We would put the body in a sea chest, take it to the boat in the carriage transfer it, go out to sea, tie a heavy weight to it & drop it over the side. Tamara disappears into the deep never to return”
April turned to her lover, “What do you think Beth?”
Beth thought for a moment, she too could feel her passions beginning to rise. “If I was sure we would get away with it I would say yes definitely. But while I loved watched Jane Edwards hang I would be terrified of dying that way”
April nodded & slowly said to Cheryl, “Given the trouble you have taken my guess is that Tamara wouldn’t be a one off?”
Cheryl replied “You are correct April. We would carefully select our victims from amongst those of no consequence who wouldn’t be missed. Our cover story to those who may be interested in our weekend sailing trips, such as Doctor Harris, is that we have become good friends, which he knows, & I am teaching you how to sail, which by the way I would actually do. He would no doubt regard it as a healthy & therapeutic hobby for you to have taken up & be pleased that I had introduced you to it”
April took a deep breath & said “I’m in. Beth?”
Her lover gulped & said “April you know I love you deeply & I couldn’t imagine living without you so if you are in then so am I”.
The three young women then hugged & Cheryl said, “Welcome aboard girls. Let’s string the annoying Italian bitch up”.
They went back upstairs & carried the still sleeping Tamara down into the basement. Cheryl tied the victim’s hands behind her & then mounted the first three rungs of the ladder next to the dangling rope. April & Beth lifted the Italian girl up onto the trestle & supported her while Cheryl slipped the noose around her neck & put some smelling salts under the doomed girl’s nose. Tamara coughed & spluttered & began to come round as Cheryl was adjusting the noose’s knot & the tension of the rope around her neck.
She was determined that there would be no risk of Tamara’s neck snapping, she must dangle & kick. As the strength began to return to the victim’s legs & she was able to stand on her own April & Beth let go of her & stood back. Tamara looked around her & said, “ Cheryl where am I! What are you doing!”. Her former lover reached across from the ladder & took her chin in her hand. She looked deep into Tamara’s eyes & said., “I am glad to see you are back with us my dear Tamara. The answer to your questions are that you are in the basement of my house & my two friends & I are going to hang you by your lovely neck until you are dead you thoroughly irritating bitch”. She then leaned across, kissed Tamara on the lips & caressed her breasts one last time. Cheryl then climbed back down the ladder & went & stood next to, just as she herself was, the highly stimulated April & Beth.
The three young woman looked up at the lovely young Italian girl in her white blouse & full green skirt relishing the dawning terror in Tamarra’s face. She wailed “But why Cheryl! I thought you loved me! Please just let me go! I promise I won’t say anything to anyone!. Please don’t kill me!”
By now the crotches of Cheryl, April & Beth’s underwear were very moist & all three were gently massaging their breasts through their blouses.
Cheryl said “Give us some time to think about it Tamara”. She made a show of turning to April & Beth. “What do we think ladies?”
The other two girls tried not to chuckle & April said, “I am not sure Cheryl. Does she really deserve to hang?”
Cheryly grinned evilly & replied, “Damn right she does!”. She stepped forward & kicked the trestle away from under Tamarra’s feet.
The Italian girl fell only six inches. The noose dug deep into her neck, she gasped for air. None came. Her eyes bulged. Her body convulsed & her lovely long legs kicked wildly throwing her skirt up to her thighs
April & Beth grabbed hold of each other their hands feverishly reaching up each other’s skirts while Cheryl slipped her hand inside the waist band of her skirt. All three began immediately desperately rubbing their crotches, April & Beth each other’s & in the case of Cheryl, her own.
Tamara struggled on the rope vigorously for six minutes before her body movements began to slow. By this stage her beautiful face was an agonised dark travesty of what it had been. Staring red veined eyes protruded from their sockets from a purple face, & spittle dripped from her lolling tongue
Cheryl reached her orgasm first, groaning and falling to her knees as the delicious sensations pulsed through her body. April & Beth came almost together, gripping each other fiercely with their free hands just as poor Tamara kicked her last.
Once they had recovered Cheryl, April & Beth went upstairs & engaged in the first “Menage a trois” of their lives on the couch that the dead Italian girl had slept on.
As Cheryl lit a cigarette after her second pulsating climax of the evening she said dreamily, “Lesson number one girls we need to put a bed in the cellar”. At that all three of them laughed.
That Saturday, as described by Cheryl, Tamara’s body was slipped over the side of the medical secretary’s boat with four old iron sash window weights firmly tied round the ankles with chains, hopefully never to be seen again
I'm a bit scared...these girls are nearing the XX century and they don't seem to want to stop the hanging fever initiated by Jane Queen
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