She stared at the noose, while I tied her hands behind her back.  A simple knot, but enough to keep her hands immobile.  Then I placed my hands on her shoulders and encouraged her to step forward.  She needed help stepping up onto the small table, so I placed my hands on the fur of her naked hips to steady her.

She turned to face the noose, while I stepped up behind her.  I reached over her shoulder to take the rope in hand.  I pulled the loop back over her muzzle; pulled the knot back over her ears and mane.  The rope settled on her shoulders.  I grabbed the seven turn knot in one hand, and the rope above it in the other, and pulled the knot down to her neck.  It tightened to the left, so I set the knot on her right shoulder.  She seemed unaturally calm as I placed the lethal halter.  I slid my hands around her and under the sag of her large age softened teats.  My erection pressed against her tail, so she tried to grip it with her bound paws.  I could feel her heart pounding in her chest as I pulled her back against me.

After a moment to relish the affection, I lowered my hands.  I then stepped down off of the table and walked around in front of her.  The image of this MILF, naked, bound, noosed, standing on the edge, was so incredibly exciting!  My erection was so firm, my arousal so intense, a single touch could have caused me to burst.

"Are you ready, mother?"

She looked down at me.  "I want you to know that if I don't survive this, it's alright."  She smiled.  "If your pleasure requires that I not survive, that's alright, too." 

Mercy on me!  She's just given me permission to kill her if I wish to!

I stepped to her, grabbed her buttocks in my hands, and bent over enough to shove my muzzle into her crotch.  My tongue lanced out, and danced over her lower lips.  She groaned with pleasure, and moved her legs further apart so I would have better access.  I lashed her labia until she began to pant.  Then I shifted to addressing her clitoris.  In only moments it was obvious she was close to climax.

I paused long enough to murmer: "Flex your knees.  Sink into the rope enough to feel the pressure."

She complied, and I had to bend over further to keep my tongue on her clit.  She made a sound, not quite a groan, deep in her throat.  

I pulled her off of the table.  

As expected the noose jerked tight against her spine, pushing her head forward.  Her eyes popped wide open, and her teeth clenched from the pressure of the rope against her jaw.  First she quivered; then she began to toss her feet around in a mad thrashing.  I picked a moment when her kicking turned her side to me, and I grabbed her tail at the base.  Holding her steady with that, I shoved two fingers of my other hand into her wet and waiting woman place.  Furiously I finger fapped her, until she stopped kicking; her knees went up and apart, her tail flew out, and her belly began to clench on my fingers.

She went limp.

Quickly, I grabbed at the quick release knot I had tied to the foot of the bed.  Her weight on it made it hard to release, but I managed.  I tried to grab her around the waist as she fell, and we both went to the floor.  It was hard to loosen the noose, since the rope was sunk deeply into the fur of her neck.  She gave a gasp, and began to shake.

I pushed her over onto her back, threw her legs apart and dropped between her thighs.  As eager as I was, I was afraid I would climax as soon as I entered her.  They say a woman never wants quite as much as just after she's had it.  Or, maybe she's just that multi-orgasmic.  Either way, her knees flew out, her back arched, her tail flit rapidly on the carpet, and she clenched on me where I was inside her, enough it almost pushed me out.  Her orgasm triggered mine.  As the waves of release rolled out from my hips, I spewed into her.

After I untied her, we took turns going to the WC.  Finally, we lay on the bed, with her under my arm, her head on my shoulder.

She asked: "Did you enjoy that?"

I replied: "Yes."

"Are you going to want to hang me again?"

"Yes."

"Good."