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Sue had planned this for weeks. From the thick timber post bolted into floor and ceiling to the straps and cuffs secured to it. She had drilled out the two holes for the neck rope to pass through and carefully glued and wedge that would support the back of her neck. A spindle held the rope with a long stainless steel pipe through it to make it turn.
Now, everything was ready and she had smiled as she slipped firstly into her fave catsuit and then as she laced herself into and tightened her corset. She quickly gagged herself pulling the strap hard and tight making sure the ball was seated firmly in her mouth. Turning she backed up against the post leaning down the buckle her ankles, knees and thighs firmly to the post. Then once the waist strap was secured she slipped her head through the neck rope reaching up and back to pull it tight around her throat. She breathed in taking a moment to settle herself before pushing her arms behind and through the elasticated straps there to wriggle down and back until she felt the steel cuffs bolted to the post. This was it, once she snapped those shut only the key on a long cotton thread hanging down there would save her. All at once she realized that while considering this she had actually cuffed herself and was now bound, gagged and helpless. Her left hand felt for the other rope she knew was there. The one attached to a pedestal upon which rested a heavy weight. A weight that was in turn tied to one end of the rod that would turn the rope around her neck. There were two weights, a 20 and a 10 pound one , the 20 was too heavy and she had swapped this for the 10 last night.
Now, everything was ready and she had smiled as she slipped firstly into her fave catsuit and then as she laced herself into and tightened her corset. She quickly gagged herself pulling the strap hard and tight making sure the ball was seated firmly in her mouth. Turning she backed up against the post leaning down the buckle her ankles, knees and thighs firmly to the post. Then once the waist strap was secured she slipped her head through the neck rope reaching up and back to pull it tight around her throat. She breathed in taking a moment to settle herself before pushing her arms behind and through the elasticated straps there to wriggle down and back until she felt the steel cuffs bolted to the post. This was it, once she snapped those shut only the key on a long cotton thread hanging down there would save her. All at once she realized that while considering this she had actually cuffed herself and was now bound, gagged and helpless. Her left hand felt for the other rope she knew was there. The one attached to a pedestal upon which rested a heavy weight. A weight that was in turn tied to one end of the rod that would turn the rope around her neck. There were two weights, a 20 and a 10 pound one , the 20 was too heavy and she had swapped this for the 10 last night.
Or at least she was sure she had, hadn't she? Suddenly she wasn't sure and her pulse shot up as she pulled on the thin cotton thread to retrieve the key. As she did this the rope for the pedestal became tangled in her hand and with a shock she realized she was pulling it over! 'Oh god no!' she moaned as she first heard it hit the floor and then felt the rope around her neck tighten as the weight descended as the handle was turned. Eyes wide she felt it tighten more and more as she realized she hadn't changed the weight but had left the 20 pound one there. That same weight was now turning the handle more and more the rope growing tighter and tighter. She tried to struggle but her planning has been meticulous, she was too bound tight to move. Her fingers frantically felt for the cotton thread and the key to the cuffs but her panic she could feel nothing, Her chest heaved as she tried to breath praying it would not get any tighter, her face grew cold as the blood was cut off, her eyes darkening.......
