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So a significant percentage of the condemned arrange for an execution more to their taste, assisted by a loved one, friend, or even a professional sexecutioner.\n\nTheme #2: Dolcettish user Ezalias has been very prolific with these ultra-short stories. He posted one story where a woman hanged herself for erotic purposes, but just before she stepped off she spotted the gardener looking at her through the window. This theme explores various interactions between the two.\n\nTheme #3: Pink Sneakers: Ezalias also posited a world where anybody who puts on bright pink tennis shoes is considered a volunteer, and is no longer legally a person. You can do anything you want to a volunteer. I explore three variants on this theme -- two hangings and a ligature strangulation.\n\nWithout further ado, here are the stories:\n\n [b]Consensual Execution #1[/b]\n\n\"It's not that complicated, Jake,\" she said.\n\n\"But I love you, Cheyenne. I don't want to kill you.\"\n\n\"Not much choice. I've been sentenced to death. If you won't do me, I have to report to the execution center tomorrow. I'm scheduled for the guillotine. Near-instant death. I'd rather get to feel it — and to have sex while I die. More fun for both of us.\" She kissed him, held the kiss for several minutes until they were both panting from excitement.\n\n\"Well... Okay.\"\n\nThe vixen lay down and spread her legs. Her lover wrapped her scarf around her neck, kissed her and felt her pussy. She was already wet. The smell of her excitement drove the malefox's lust into overdrive. He slid into her, then tugged the ends of the scarf.\n\n\"Tighter!\"\n\nThe fox pulled harder, and started moving inside his vixen. The sensation was incredible, her writhing underneath him. Her face turned red, then purple. She struggled desperately for air, but her nipples were like bullets. Her final climax clamped down around him and he came, harder than he'd ever cum before. He held on. Her legs spasmed... relaxed... Two twitches... Her body went completely limp. He pulled out and called the police to verify the execution.\n\n[b]Variations on a Theme by Ezalias: #1[/b]\n\nThe surprised gardener stared through the window at the cat standing on a chair.\n\n\"I... It's not what it looks like... exactly... I mean...\"\n\n\"Don't stop on my account,\" the bear told her. \"By the way, I'm Newt.\"\n\n\"Garnet.\" She bowed, the few inches the noose would let her. One last deep breath... she tipped the chair over and felt the noose tighten around her neck. Squeezing so tight, it hurt so much. Already wet from anticipation, she reached down and started fingering herself.\n\nNewt watched Garnet's hand rubbing herself, even while her feet kicked chairs and reached for ledges inches too far away. The bear rubbed himself slowly through his overalls.\n\nShe started to slow down. Newt unzipped and stroked himself. The cat noticed, and felt herself getting even more excited! Her other hand moved up and cupped her breast. She was getting weak and there was a buzzing sound in her ears. Then she saw him spurt; her own climax hit hard as the world went away forever in a gray and black haze.\n\nSoon the cat-girl was just a body swaying at the end of a rope. \"Wow!\" Newt whispered. He wiped himself with a spare rag and finished trimming the hedge, smiling the whole time.\n\n[b]Pink Sneakers #1[/b]\n\nI spotted her in the park. Pink sneakers and drop-dead gorgeous — literally.\n\n\"Take off your clothes. Follow me,\" I told her. I knew the volunteer would obey; no need to look back to check.\n\nI led the chipmunk to a tall oak with a branch ten feet above a tree stump.\n\n\"When I was a person, my name was Kaylee,\" she told me.\n\n\"Darcy,\" I responded. \"Up.\"\n\nShe climbed onto the stump. I tied her hands, threw a rope over the branch, dropped the noose over her neck and cinched it snug. The chipmunk spread her feet apart for me. I felt her pussy: she was ready. I entered her standing, her pussy tight around my mongoose-cock. She bent her knees slightly, moving up and down until I started to cum in her. Then I stepped back and pulled her off the stump. My last few spurts coated her inner thighs as she started her Last Dance.\n\nShe kicked a while, then seemed to be running in mid-air. Then she stiffened and started humping the air. After maybe thirty seconds of this, she went rigid, her thighs squeezed tightly together. Her last orgasm. As it faded, she started kicking again, but she was running out of energy. I watched until she hadn't moved for fifteen minutes.\n\nGoodbye, Kaylee that was.\n\n[b]Variations on a Theme by Ezalias: #2[/b]\n\nFeet at the edge of the table, the lemur saw the yard man staring at her. \"Er... It's not what...\"\n\n\"Whatever it is, I don't object. In fact...\" The warthog unzipped, displayed himself.\n\n\"Kitchen door's unlocked,\" she told him. \"My name is Jolie,\" she added once he was inside.\n\n\"Tyron, at your service.\"\n\nHe climbed up on the table and stood, facing her. The lemur spread her legs; he entered her. She was obviously excited: so wet! Jolie stepped backward; he followed, holding onto her shoulders to stay in her. He humped her while her feet strained to reach ledges that were just a little too far away. He filled her with his semen as her struggles became purposeless spasms, then he pulled out and dropped to the floor.\n\nThe warthog watched as her thighs clenched, relaxed. A last few random kicks, then just twitches in her arms and legs. Then stillness.\n\nTyron watched until he was sure the lemur was gone. Then he cleaned himself off and walked back to his truck whistling.\n\n[b]Pink Sneakers #2[/b]\n\nI had to work tomorrow, so I needed to sleep, but I felt wide awake. Maybe a walk...\n\nWhen I got to the town square, I saw somebody on the gallows. An otter with blonde headfur, naked except for pink sneakers. She was kneeling on the trapdoor with a noose around her neck.\n\nYes!\n\nI walked up the steps. She smiled at me, reached out and unzipped me. She reached inside and fondled me until I was hard. Then she wrapped her lips my ocelot-cock and started sucking. She was good... very good. A minute or so, I was just about there...\n\n\"Now!\" I said. She clasped her hands behind her. My first spurt went in her mouth. I pulled the lever. Clack! She dropped a few inches. The next spurt was right between her eyes.\n\nShe kicked a while, struggling, but her hands stayed behind her for almost a minute. Then she moved them in front of her, one in her cunt, one on her pleasure-button. She rubbed herself a while longer while her struggles continued, slowed down... Then she was still, but her chest muscles still strained for air. Then she went limp.\n\nI walked back home, got into bed. I was asleep in thirty seconds.\n\n[b]Consensual Execution #2[/b]\n\n\"I'm not sure...\" said the fox.\n\n\"Please, Roland, I'd much rather you than the public executioner. So... impersonal.\"\n\n\"Okay.\" He understood what she meant. For the county hangman it was a job, nothing more. But for Roland, getting to hang his girlfriend was very exciting. Hanna was excited, too. Her nipples pointed straight at him, and his nose knew: he smelled it in her sweat and her juices. And that made him even more excited.\n\nHe tied Hanna's hands behind her. Then he opened the noose, and the marmot bent her head to accept it. He pulled it snug. He brought a chair over and helped her climb onto it.\n\nThe fox wet his finger and started stroking the hamster-girl's nubbin. She moaned. He rubbed faster...\n\n\"I'm ready!!\" she yelled, then \"Yes!!\"\n\nThe fox pulled the chair away. Hanna hung still a few seconds, then started kicking, her legs going every which way. He stood behind her, reaching between her legs to stroke her.\n\nShe stopped struggling, and predator ears could hear the subvocalized \"Ahh! Ahhh! Aaaaah!\" of her orgasm.\n\nHe started fapping as she started kicking again. Less energy than before. Her kicking slowed... grew weaker... stopped. He came all over her dangling feet. Wow!\n\nThe fox signed the execution paperwork. He was glad she'd chosen him.\n\n[b]Variations on a Theme by Ezalias: #3[/b]\n\nThe klipspringer froze, one foot off the table. The yard man was staring in the window. \"I... uh...\"\n\nThe Doberman shrugged, smiled, then made licking motions with his tongue.\n\nShe thought about it for two seconds. He was handsome, and the extra stimulation would be a definite plus to the experience. She nodded, and pointed to the kitchen door. He came in through the unlocked door stood in front of the table.\n\n\"My name is Ida,\" she told him.\n\n\"Merton,\" he answered, with a small bow.\n\nShe spread her feet apart, and he started licking her pussy, his tail waving in wide swings. She felt her climax building. \"Get ready,\" she said. Merton took a step back as she stepped forward and the noose took her weight. She began to struggle instinctively, but he ducked under her feet. Behind her now, the Doberman reached between her legs and fingered her as she kicked and struggled.\n\n\"What a way to go.\" she thought just before the pleasure overwhelmed her. As her struggles slowed, his wet fingers slipped into her anus, bringing her yet more pleasure.\n\n\"Yes!\" the klipspringer thought, \"[i]Yes[/i], [b]Yes[/b], [b][i]YE...[/i][/b]\n\nHe unzipped and pressed into her tailhole. He enjoyed her hot backdoor as her heart hammered, then slowed. He was filling her gut with his seed when he felt her go limp, and knew that her heart had stopped.\n\n[b]Pink Sneakers #3[/b]\n\nPink sneakers. A kinkajou was walking around the mall in pink sneakers, just as if she were a person. I walked up to her; she met my eyes and smiled slightly. I walked past her, turned, and wrapped my tie around her neck. The kinkajou bent forward as if struggling to get away, but at the same time she was rubbing her ass against my crotch.\n\nI used the tie to lead her to the Men's Room. Once inside, I eased up on the tie. She knelt down and took my marten-cock in her mouth, my tie half-choking her. My tail twitched gently from the hot, wet sensation of her lips and tongue.\n\nI kept her that way for a minute or so, then I felt my orgasm approaching. I pulled the tie tight. She stiffened as she realized she would never breathe again, but she kept working my cock with her tongue, and her other hand was busy between her legs. I soon came, filling her mouth. Then she pulled back slightly and mouthed \"thank you.\" Now both hands worked her pussy frantically. Her back arched, her tail stood straight out, and her face got that \"it hurts so good\" look. Her struggles slowed... slower... Then she went limp.\n\nA little semen dripped from the corner of her slack mouth.\n\nYes. There is nothing like a volunteer.\n\n[b]Consensual Execution #3[/b]\n\nJessamyn kissed Shelby, squeezed his hand. \"I'll meet you at the park gallows, 8PM.\"\n\n\"Are you sure?\" the cougar asked.\n\n\"I'd much rather you than the Processing Center.\"\n\n\"See you there, then.\"\n\nWhen he got there, the vixen was kneeling on the trapdoor, naked, one hand in a cuff.\n\n\"You really want me to hang you?\".\n\nShe nodded.\n\nShelby slipped the noose over her head. She unzipped him and started sucking, making it last for both their pleasures. But after ten minutes he was ready to burst.\n\n\"Get ready,\" he told her.\n\nThe vixen put her hands behind her and closed the other cuff. A few seconds later she tasted his salty-bitter semen. He pulled the lever before she could swallow.\n\nThwap! She fell a nearly eight feet. He heard a crunch! sound.\n\nHer body dangled, limp, cum dripping from her mouth, his last few drops falling into her hair.\n\nHe got the paperwork out of her pursed, signed it, and carried it to the mailbox.\n\n[b]Variations on a Theme by Ezalias: #4[/b]\n\nClare saw the yard man looking through the window. \"I'm not... I just...\" she stammered.\n\nThe lynx grinned at her and tipped his cap. He unzipped and showed her his ten inch dick.\n\nThe mouse teased him, putting one foot out, then drawing it back... and again... and a third time... hesitated several seconds, then stepped off. The noose jerked painfully tight around her neck, strangling her. But that was what she wanted, the pain, the needing to breathe.\n\nHer feet kicked on autopilot, but her conscious mind was watching him stroke himself, and her hands were busy: one pushing fingers into her cunt, the other stroking her clit.\n\nShe pursed her lips, mimed sucking an imaginary cock. The idea turned her on, so she kept going.\n\nOrmond would have sworn he could feel mouth hot and wet around him.\n\nHer kicking slowed, stopped, her eyes stared vacantly into the distance. But the imaginary mouth around Ormond's cock didn't stop. He came, hard, his semen coating the window.\n\nThe mouse gave two last half-hearted kicks, then hung limp, swaying slightly but otherwise unmoving.\n\nHe wiped himself, started the leafblower, and went back to work. But for the rest of the day his customers wondered why the gardener was smiling.\n\n[b]Consensual Execution #4[/b]\n\nShe showed Conway her death warrant. \"I want you to fuck me to death.\"\n\n\"Might be difficult... Now if I were a stallion...\"\n\n[hr]\n\nSix weeks later... \"I think I've got an idea...\" the puma told her.\n\n\"Lie down on the bed, hands above your head.\" Conway tied the skunk's hands together, then to one bedpost. He tied her ankles to the other bedpost on the same side, then spread lube on her neck. He pushed her head forward, hard, trapping his cock in the soft spot under her chin. He moved slowly: he had to stay hard to make this work.\n\n\"Finish it now?\"\n\n\"Yes,\" Deena replied, \"Oh yes! And thank you!\"\n\nHe pushed her head up and forward, hard. Soon, the need for air overcame her excitement. She struggled desperately, but couldn't escape. Then her thighs squeezed together, relaxed, again and again. Her struggles slowed... stopped. He was near his own climax, but held off, moving every few seconds just to make sure he didn't get soft. She gave one final spasm. Seconds later, he felt his orgasm start. He released her head and spattered her tits with his cum.\n\nHe kissed her dead lips, noticing the satisfied smile on her face. Then he dialed 111 to report the fulfillment of her sentence.",
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Background:
Theme #1: Consensual execution. This assumes a world where furs who commit certain crimes (even down to multiple unpaid speeding tickets) will be sentenced to death. But keeping a "death row" for many prisoners is expensive. Very dangerous types (e.g., serial killers) are kept locked up, but most of the condemned are simply given an appointment: a day and time to show up and be put to death. If they try to run, the punishment gets worse, including killing their family. But if they are already dead when their execution date arrives... problem solved. So a significant percentage of the condemned arrange for an execution more to their taste, assisted by a loved one, friend, or even a professional sexecutioner.
Theme #2: Dolcettish user Ezalias has been very prolific with these ultra-short stories. He posted one story where a woman hanged herself for erotic purposes, but just before she stepped off she spotted the gardener looking at her through the window. This theme explores various interactions between the two.
Theme #3: Pink Sneakers: Ezalias also posited a world where anybody who puts on bright pink tennis shoes is considered a volunteer, and is no longer legally a person. You can do anything you want to a volunteer. I explore three variants on this theme -- two hangings and a ligature strangulation.
Without further ado, here are the stories:
Consensual Execution #1
"It's not that complicated, Jake," she said.
"But I love you, Cheyenne. I don't want to kill you."
"Not much choice. I've been sentenced to death. If you won't do me, I have to report to the execution center tomorrow. I'm scheduled for the guillotine. Near-instant death. I'd rather get to feel it — and to have sex while I die. More fun for both of us." She kissed him, held the kiss for several minutes until they were both panting from excitement.
"Well... Okay."
The vixen lay down and spread her legs. Her lover wrapped her scarf around her neck, kissed her and felt her pussy. She was already wet. The smell of her excitement drove the malefox's lust into overdrive. He slid into her, then tugged the ends of the scarf.
"Tighter!"
The fox pulled harder, and started moving inside his vixen. The sensation was incredible, her writhing underneath him. Her face turned red, then purple. She struggled desperately for air, but her nipples were like bullets. Her final climax clamped down around him and he came, harder than he'd ever cum before. He held on. Her legs spasmed... relaxed... Two twitches... Her body went completely limp. He pulled out and called the police to verify the execution.
Variations on a Theme by Ezalias: #1
The surprised gardener stared through the window at the cat standing on a chair.
"I... It's not what it looks like... exactly... I mean..."
"Don't stop on my account," the bear told her. "By the way, I'm Newt."
"Garnet." She bowed, the few inches the noose would let her. One last deep breath... she tipped the chair over and felt the noose tighten around her neck. Squeezing so tight, it hurt so much. Already wet from anticipation, she reached down and started fingering herself.
Newt watched Garnet's hand rubbing herself, even while her feet kicked chairs and reached for ledges inches too far away. The bear rubbed himself slowly through his overalls.
She started to slow down. Newt unzipped and stroked himself. The cat noticed, and felt herself getting even more excited! Her other hand moved up and cupped her breast. She was getting weak and there was a buzzing sound in her ears. Then she saw him spurt; her own climax hit hard as the world went away forever in a gray and black haze.
Soon the cat-girl was just a body swaying at the end of a rope. "Wow!" Newt whispered. He wiped himself with a spare rag and finished trimming the hedge, smiling the whole time.
Pink Sneakers #1
I spotted her in the park. Pink sneakers and drop-dead gorgeous — literally.
"Take off your clothes. Follow me," I told her. I knew the volunteer would obey; no need to look back to check.
I led the chipmunk to a tall oak with a branch ten feet above a tree stump.
"When I was a person, my name was Kaylee," she told me.
"Darcy," I responded. "Up."
She climbed onto the stump. I tied her hands, threw a rope over the branch, dropped the noose over her neck and cinched it snug. The chipmunk spread her feet apart for me. I felt her pussy: she was ready. I entered her standing, her pussy tight around my mongoose-cock. She bent her knees slightly, moving up and down until I started to cum in her. Then I stepped back and pulled her off the stump. My last few spurts coated her inner thighs as she started her Last Dance.
She kicked a while, then seemed to be running in mid-air. Then she stiffened and started humping the air. After maybe thirty seconds of this, she went rigid, her thighs squeezed tightly together. Her last orgasm. As it faded, she started kicking again, but she was running out of energy. I watched until she hadn't moved for fifteen minutes.
Goodbye, Kaylee that was.
Variations on a Theme by Ezalias: #2
Feet at the edge of the table, the lemur saw the yard man staring at her. "Er... It's not what..."
"Whatever it is, I don't object. In fact..." The warthog unzipped, displayed himself.
"Kitchen door's unlocked," she told him. "My name is Jolie," she added once he was inside.
"Tyron, at your service."
He climbed up on the table and stood, facing her. The lemur spread her legs; he entered her. She was obviously excited: so wet! Jolie stepped backward; he followed, holding onto her shoulders to stay in her. He humped her while her feet strained to reach ledges that were just a little too far away. He filled her with his semen as her struggles became purposeless spasms, then he pulled out and dropped to the floor.
The warthog watched as her thighs clenched, relaxed. A last few random kicks, then just twitches in her arms and legs. Then stillness.
Tyron watched until he was sure the lemur was gone. Then he cleaned himself off and walked back to his truck whistling.
Pink Sneakers #2
I had to work tomorrow, so I needed to sleep, but I felt wide awake. Maybe a walk...
When I got to the town square, I saw somebody on the gallows. An otter with blonde headfur, naked except for pink sneakers. She was kneeling on the trapdoor with a noose around her neck.
Yes!
I walked up the steps. She smiled at me, reached out and unzipped me. She reached inside and fondled me until I was hard. Then she wrapped her lips my ocelot-cock and started sucking. She was good... very good. A minute or so, I was just about there...
"Now!" I said. She clasped her hands behind her. My first spurt went in her mouth. I pulled the lever. Clack! She dropped a few inches. The next spurt was right between her eyes.
She kicked a while, struggling, but her hands stayed behind her for almost a minute. Then she moved them in front of her, one in her cunt, one on her pleasure-button. She rubbed herself a while longer while her struggles continued, slowed down... Then she was still, but her chest muscles still strained for air. Then she went limp.
I walked back home, got into bed. I was asleep in thirty seconds.
Consensual Execution #2
"I'm not sure..." said the fox.
"Please, Roland, I'd much rather you than the public executioner. So... impersonal."
"Okay." He understood what she meant. For the county hangman it was a job, nothing more. But for Roland, getting to hang his girlfriend was very exciting. Hanna was excited, too. Her nipples pointed straight at him, and his nose knew: he smelled it in her sweat and her juices. And that made him even more excited.
He tied Hanna's hands behind her. Then he opened the noose, and the marmot bent her head to accept it. He pulled it snug. He brought a chair over and helped her climb onto it.
The fox wet his finger and started stroking the hamster-girl's nubbin. She moaned. He rubbed faster...
"I'm ready!!" she yelled, then "Yes!!"
The fox pulled the chair away. Hanna hung still a few seconds, then started kicking, her legs going every which way. He stood behind her, reaching between her legs to stroke her.
She stopped struggling, and predator ears could hear the subvocalized "Ahh! Ahhh! Aaaaah!" of her orgasm.
He started fapping as she started kicking again. Less energy than before. Her kicking slowed... grew weaker... stopped. He came all over her dangling feet. Wow!
The fox signed the execution paperwork. He was glad she'd chosen him.
Variations on a Theme by Ezalias: #3
The klipspringer froze, one foot off the table. The yard man was staring in the window. "I... uh..."
The Doberman shrugged, smiled, then made licking motions with his tongue.
She thought about it for two seconds. He was handsome, and the extra stimulation would be a definite plus to the experience. She nodded, and pointed to the kitchen door. He came in through the unlocked door stood in front of the table.
"My name is Ida," she told him.
"Merton," he answered, with a small bow.
She spread her feet apart, and he started licking her pussy, his tail waving in wide swings. She felt her climax building. "Get ready," she said. Merton took a step back as she stepped forward and the noose took her weight. She began to struggle instinctively, but he ducked under her feet. Behind her now, the Doberman reached between her legs and fingered her as she kicked and struggled.
"What a way to go." she thought just before the pleasure overwhelmed her. As her struggles slowed, his wet fingers slipped into her anus, bringing her yet more pleasure.
"Yes!" the klipspringer thought, "Yes, Yes, YE...
He unzipped and pressed into her tailhole. He enjoyed her hot backdoor as her heart hammered, then slowed. He was filling her gut with his seed when he felt her go limp, and knew that her heart had stopped.
Pink Sneakers #3
Pink sneakers. A kinkajou was walking around the mall in pink sneakers, just as if she were a person. I walked up to her; she met my eyes and smiled slightly. I walked past her, turned, and wrapped my tie around her neck. The kinkajou bent forward as if struggling to get away, but at the same time she was rubbing her ass against my crotch.
I used the tie to lead her to the Men's Room. Once inside, I eased up on the tie. She knelt down and took my marten-cock in her mouth, my tie half-choking her. My tail twitched gently from the hot, wet sensation of her lips and tongue.
I kept her that way for a minute or so, then I felt my orgasm approaching. I pulled the tie tight. She stiffened as she realized she would never breathe again, but she kept working my cock with her tongue, and her other hand was busy between her legs. I soon came, filling her mouth. Then she pulled back slightly and mouthed "thank you." Now both hands worked her pussy frantically. Her back arched, her tail stood straight out, and her face got that "it hurts so good" look. Her struggles slowed... slower... Then she went limp.
A little semen dripped from the corner of her slack mouth.
Yes. There is nothing like a volunteer.
Consensual Execution #3
Jessamyn kissed Shelby, squeezed his hand. "I'll meet you at the park gallows, 8PM."
"Are you sure?" the cougar asked.
"I'd much rather you than the Processing Center."
"See you there, then."
When he got there, the vixen was kneeling on the trapdoor, naked, one hand in a cuff.
"You really want me to hang you?".
She nodded.
Shelby slipped the noose over her head. She unzipped him and started sucking, making it last for both their pleasures. But after ten minutes he was ready to burst.
"Get ready," he told her.
The vixen put her hands behind her and closed the other cuff. A few seconds later she tasted his salty-bitter semen. He pulled the lever before she could swallow.
Thwap! She fell a nearly eight feet. He heard a crunch! sound.
Her body dangled, limp, cum dripping from her mouth, his last few drops falling into her hair.
He got the paperwork out of her pursed, signed it, and carried it to the mailbox.
Variations on a Theme by Ezalias: #4
Clare saw the yard man looking through the window. "I'm not... I just..." she stammered.
The lynx grinned at her and tipped his cap. He unzipped and showed her his ten inch dick.
The mouse teased him, putting one foot out, then drawing it back... and again... and a third time... hesitated several seconds, then stepped off. The noose jerked painfully tight around her neck, strangling her. But that was what she wanted, the pain, the needing to breathe.
Her feet kicked on autopilot, but her conscious mind was watching him stroke himself, and her hands were busy: one pushing fingers into her cunt, the other stroking her clit.
She pursed her lips, mimed sucking an imaginary cock. The idea turned her on, so she kept going.
Ormond would have sworn he could feel mouth hot and wet around him.
Her kicking slowed, stopped, her eyes stared vacantly into the distance. But the imaginary mouth around Ormond's cock didn't stop. He came, hard, his semen coating the window.
The mouse gave two last half-hearted kicks, then hung limp, swaying slightly but otherwise unmoving.
He wiped himself, started the leafblower, and went back to work. But for the rest of the day his customers wondered why the gardener was smiling.
Consensual Execution #4
She showed Conway her death warrant. "I want you to fuck me to death."
"Might be difficult... Now if I were a stallion..."
[hr]
Six weeks later... "I think I've got an idea..." the puma told her.
"Lie down on the bed, hands above your head." Conway tied the skunk's hands together, then to one bedpost. He tied her ankles to the other bedpost on the same side, then spread lube on her neck. He pushed her head forward, hard, trapping his cock in the soft spot under her chin. He moved slowly: he had to stay hard to make this work.
"Finish it now?"
"Yes," Deena replied, "Oh yes! And thank you!"
He pushed her head up and forward, hard. Soon, the need for air overcame her excitement. She struggled desperately, but couldn't escape. Then her thighs squeezed together, relaxed, again and again. Her struggles slowed... stopped. He was near his own climax, but held off, moving every few seconds just to make sure he didn't get soft. She gave one final spasm. Seconds later, he felt his orgasm start. He released her head and spattered her tits with his cum.
He kissed her dead lips, noticing the satisfied smile on her face. Then he dialed 111 to report the fulfillment of her sentence.",
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