Mine?
Deb turned and gasped at the sight of a brand new freshly coiled noose swaying in the breeze. Her hands instinctively went up to her collared neck as she gazed at the heavy jute rope, hearing the slight creak as the wind played with the noose. She already knew just what i felt like to have that rope looped over your head and pulled tight. How the ropes braids would pinch her skin and how the noose would feel heavy against the back of her neck. Now she would get to feel it tighten and tighten as her feet left the ground and all of her weight was take by that coil of rope. The looked past the noose to Danielle who stood holding more rope. 'Well', she said smiling 'better tie me up then!'

The Start.


Madame had been at first shocked and then intrigued by her slaves requests. 'I would like Madame to bind, gag and hang me' she had shyly requested one summers morning. Madame has delved into why this darkest of request had been presented. The reasons where complex but once laid out obvious.

So it began, her slave had stood trembling perched on a stool under the old oak tree in the courtyard. Trussed up and a noose pulled tight around her throat. Eyes wide with the realization that her request was about to be fulfilled and she would soon feel feet touch thin air.

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Ever coming across an image of Cattle Kates hanging in a book many years ago about the wild west Kathryn had been fascinated with all things rope and noosey. From the corseted contours of 19th costume to the feeling of the rope as it bound her body it had filled her day dreams with deliciously dark thoughts. The Noose Temple had finally provided Katie with the outlet she had so needed. Now she felt her feet leave the ground and the noose slide tighter and tighter as it took all her weight by her neck. She tried to struggle but everything was just a unbelievably tight as she as requested leaving her utterly helpless slowly hanging. The pressure around her neck was beyond comprehension and she could feel her body slowly stretch, pulled downwards by the very gravity that was choking her. 

Minutes that felt like hours passed as she tried to struggle and she blinked eyes watering looking around desperate for help. As she looked she slowly realized she wasn't blacking out, the noose wasn't taking her all the way. Her mind raced, what was happening, was she somehow gone and doomed for all eternity to be as she was now? Coated in tight latex, bound, gagged and suspended from a noose?