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She had watched the last one slowly hang while her own body was bound painfully tight. Her mouth filled with the large red ball gag and the reality of the noose now pulled tight around her own neck sank in. She only time to realize the other had stopped in her struggles before she too felt herself lifted off the ground. The noose constricting as it took all of her weight by her neck. She tried to struggle but it was hopeless, everything was just too tight. Blood pounding in her head and face she kicked and felt the noose tighten even more as then slowly as she hanged her face grew cold. Her chest heaved desperate to draw in some air but her throat was almost closed tight. The neck corset was stopping the last inch of strangulation and her eyes watered as it dawned upon her there was going to be no end. That she was in fact going to hang like this, helpless and choking until they cut her down. If they ever did......

Miss M,

She knew her bid for the leadership bid had not been without risks. Now she was to pay the price. Standing in the temple she breathed in as far as her tightly corseted waist would allow feeling the latex cling to her figure. She squirmed but her arms were bound tight behind her back and she knew there was no chance of ever freeing herself. Her ankles, knees and thighs were similarly bound tightly together with rope. A thicker rope was now wrapped around her neck in the form of a noose, its hangman's knot heavy behind her head. 'Well' she gasped, 'I suppose there's just one last thing to do before you hang me and that's gag me?'