Execution Tales Chapter 40 Revision 2
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However stories, no matter how enjoyable, were still only a pale imitation of the real thing & the three murderesses impatiently counted down the days to the first “Graduation” from the College & they were delighted when it finally arrived
The first girl to graduate was called Caroline Slater. She was a very pretty petite blonde. The other eleven girls, Cheryl, April & Beth all gathered in the College dining room to say goodbye to her.
All of the girls, including the three killers were dressed in their very smart uniforms, of black jackets & small black hats, white blouses, black & yellow tartan skirts & black leather shoes. While Cheryl, April & Beth wore black stockings the students were bare legged apart from white socks
Caroline was excited, apprehensive & sad all at the same time as she contemplated the closure of a chapter in her young life & the beginning of another. There were hugs & tears as she took her leave.
Reminding the remaining girls to behave Cheryl April & Beth escorted Caroline to the carriage outside. They told her that before they took her to her new job & showed her where her new lodgings were they had a little surprise for her back at the house in honour of their first ever graduate.
When they arrived & went into the living room April excused herself & went into the kitchen returning with a small table cloth soaked in chloroform. She stepped up behind Caroline & thrust the cloth over her nose & mouth. The young girl passed out at once
The three killers were besides themselves with anticipation & excitement as they carried the comatose girl down to the cellar & tied her to a chair. April & Beth pulled three other chairs forwards to just in front of the one Caroline was slumped in while Cheryl used smelling salts to revive the doomed girl
As she slowly awoke Caroline mumbled through her coughing, “Where am I?”.
Cheryl went & sat between her two partners in crime & waited until the girl was fully awake before she said, “Well Caroline you are in the basement of our house & in ten minutes or so we are going to hang you by your lovely little neck until you are dead”.
The expression on Caroline’s face changed rapidly from incomprehension to understanding quickly followed by fear as she saw the rope dangling from the wooden roof beam behind the three grinning young women.
She screamed in terror & wailed sobbing “But why?”. April answered, “Because that is what we love doing. If it is any consolation over the next few weeks each of your fellow students will dance to their deaths on our gallows”.
Caroline cried, “You are sick monsters! You are as bad as that horrible Edwards woman I read about in the newspapers last year”.
Cheryl chuckled & said, “We like to think of ourselves as inheritors of a noble tradition. Now try to content yourself my dear & reconcile yourself to your fate”
The three murderesses pressed their thighs together under their tartan skirts as the Geisha balls enhanced their growing arousal as they watched & waited for Caroline’s fear to increase to fever pitch.
Finally ten minutes later by which time their prisoner was shrieking & sobbing in absolute terror the girls got up & released the gibbering girl from her seat & dragged her over to the noose.
Cheryl tied Caroline’s hands behind her & slipped the rope over her head pulling it tight round her neck. As she was doing this April & Beth went to the latest addition to the cellar furniture namely a winch which the other end of the rope was wound round.
Cheryl stepped back looking at the terrified young girl standing there shivering with the noose around her neck. She then pulled up one of the chairs & sat down, lifted her plaid skirt up above her waist & began to massage herself through the crotch of her white panties. She said in a voice hoarse with lust “Hoist her up ladies”.
With that April & Beth began to slowly turn the large wooden winch handle.
Caroline’s screams quietened to a choking squeak as the rope tightened & raised her onto the tips of her toes. As her feet left the floor her toes stretched downward seeking a footing that was no longer within reach.
Her bound arms twisted & pulled, her chest heaved, her firm pert breasts quivered under her tight white blouse. She tried to inhale with little success as she gurgled & gasped. Her entire body began to violently shiver, every muscle shuddering as she rose further into the air.
When her feet were six feet above the ground April & Beth stopped turning the winch handle, pulled down the brake onto the rope which ensured it wouldn’t unravel & went & sat down next to the now gently moaning Cheryl. Soon their skirts were also above their waists their hands slowly rubbing away at their pussies inside their panties
Caroline twists from side to side frantically rotating & jerking. Her lovely young body convulses before her killers in helpless anguish. Her legs kick frenziedly her firm young thighs pump up & down raising her black & yellow tartan skirt up high enough to expose the tight white panties beneath.
Her short blonde curls frame a face contorted in agony, her blood shot eyes protrude from a now crimson red face, drool drips from her extended tongue.
The dying girl’s final struggle begins Her legs lower bit by bit, sometimes jerking up again as her muscles summon the last vestiges of her strength. At last her legs sink down.
She is now in the last convulsive agonies of death, her feet kick weakly, her breasts quiver as her chest heaves one last time & then her lungs give up the futile unequal fight. Her feet give one last twitch, then her toes sink downwards as her body relaxes, it’s desperate struggle for life over
Cheryl, April & Beth groaned in ecstasy as the most intense orgasms they had had in weeks swept through their bodies.
That weekend Caroline’s weighted body disappeared into Lake Michigan
However stories, no matter how enjoyable, were still only a pale imitation of the real thing & the three murderesses impatiently counted down the days to the first “Graduation” from the College & they were delighted when it finally arrived
The first girl to graduate was called Caroline Slater. She was a very pretty petite blonde. The other eleven girls, Cheryl, April & Beth all gathered in the College dining room to say goodbye to her.
All of the girls, including the three killers were dressed in their very smart uniforms, of black jackets & small black hats, white blouses, black & yellow tartan skirts & black leather shoes. While Cheryl, April & Beth wore black stockings the students were bare legged apart from white socks
Caroline was excited, apprehensive & sad all at the same time as she contemplated the closure of a chapter in her young life & the beginning of another. There were hugs & tears as she took her leave.
Reminding the remaining girls to behave Cheryl April & Beth escorted Caroline to the carriage outside. They told her that before they took her to her new job & showed her where her new lodgings were they had a little surprise for her back at the house in honour of their first ever graduate.
When they arrived & went into the living room April excused herself & went into the kitchen returning with a small table cloth soaked in chloroform. She stepped up behind Caroline & thrust the cloth over her nose & mouth. The young girl passed out at once
The three killers were besides themselves with anticipation & excitement as they carried the comatose girl down to the cellar & tied her to a chair. April & Beth pulled three other chairs forwards to just in front of the one Caroline was slumped in while Cheryl used smelling salts to revive the doomed girl
As she slowly awoke Caroline mumbled through her coughing, “Where am I?”.
Cheryl went & sat between her two partners in crime & waited until the girl was fully awake before she said, “Well Caroline you are in the basement of our house & in ten minutes or so we are going to hang you by your lovely little neck until you are dead”.
The expression on Caroline’s face changed rapidly from incomprehension to understanding quickly followed by fear as she saw the rope dangling from the wooden roof beam behind the three grinning young women.
She screamed in terror & wailed sobbing “But why?”. April answered, “Because that is what we love doing. If it is any consolation over the next few weeks each of your fellow students will dance to their deaths on our gallows”.
Caroline cried, “You are sick monsters! You are as bad as that horrible Edwards woman I read about in the newspapers last year”.
Cheryl chuckled & said, “We like to think of ourselves as inheritors of a noble tradition. Now try to content yourself my dear & reconcile yourself to your fate”
The three murderesses pressed their thighs together under their tartan skirts as the Geisha balls enhanced their growing arousal as they watched & waited for Caroline’s fear to increase to fever pitch.
Finally ten minutes later by which time their prisoner was shrieking & sobbing in absolute terror the girls got up & released the gibbering girl from her seat & dragged her over to the noose.
Cheryl tied Caroline’s hands behind her & slipped the rope over her head pulling it tight round her neck. As she was doing this April & Beth went to the latest addition to the cellar furniture namely a winch which the other end of the rope was wound round.
Cheryl stepped back looking at the terrified young girl standing there shivering with the noose around her neck. She then pulled up one of the chairs & sat down, lifted her plaid skirt up above her waist & began to massage herself through the crotch of her white panties. She said in a voice hoarse with lust “Hoist her up ladies”.
With that April & Beth began to slowly turn the large wooden winch handle.
Caroline’s screams quietened to a choking squeak as the rope tightened & raised her onto the tips of her toes. As her feet left the floor her toes stretched downward seeking a footing that was no longer within reach.
Her bound arms twisted & pulled, her chest heaved, her firm pert breasts quivered under her tight white blouse. She tried to inhale with little success as she gurgled & gasped. Her entire body began to violently shiver, every muscle shuddering as she rose further into the air.
When her feet were six feet above the ground April & Beth stopped turning the winch handle, pulled down the brake onto the rope which ensured it wouldn’t unravel & went & sat down next to the now gently moaning Cheryl. Soon their skirts were also above their waists their hands slowly rubbing away at their pussies inside their panties
Caroline twists from side to side frantically rotating & jerking. Her lovely young body convulses before her killers in helpless anguish. Her legs kick frenziedly her firm young thighs pump up & down raising her black & yellow tartan skirt up high enough to expose the tight white panties beneath.
Her short blonde curls frame a face contorted in agony, her blood shot eyes protrude from a now crimson red face, drool drips from her extended tongue.
The dying girl’s final struggle begins Her legs lower bit by bit, sometimes jerking up again as her muscles summon the last vestiges of her strength. At last her legs sink down.
She is now in the last convulsive agonies of death, her feet kick weakly, her breasts quiver as her chest heaves one last time & then her lungs give up the futile unequal fight. Her feet give one last twitch, then her toes sink downwards as her body relaxes, it’s desperate struggle for life over
Cheryl, April & Beth groaned in ecstasy as the most intense orgasms they had had in weeks swept through their bodies.
That weekend Caroline’s weighted body disappeared into Lake Michigan
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