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He comes to Damien's Execution Parlor and finds what he wants.", "description_bbcode_parsed": "Paul Foster wants to find a satisfactory way of ending his life. He comes to Damien's Execution Parlor and finds what he wants.", "writing": "Paul looked at the storefront. Just one word on the door: [b]Damien[/b]. [i]I guess if you come here you already know what it's for…\" [/i]The gopher opened the door and walked in. There was a jingling sound as the door closed behind him.\n\nThe springhaas behind the counter looked up and smiled. \"Welcome to Damien's Execution Parlor. I am Randy Adkins, Mr. Damien's assistant. May I know your name, please?\"\n\n\"I'm Paul Bennett.\"\n\n\"And are you here just for information, or do you want to use our services today?\"\n\n\"I want the service.\"\n\n\"Certainly. Have you decided how you want to go, or would you like to browse our catalog?\"\n\n\"I'd like Ten Steps to Hanging, please.\"\n\n\"An excellent choice.\" Randy paused. \"How will you be paying for the service today?\"\n\n\"I'll be paying with my Gaspercard, https://apdamien.info/nfair/RHOG/Gaspercard.wmv.\"\n\nRandy did things with the touch screen in front of him. A few seconds later there was the sound of paper in a printer. He pulled four pages from under the counter, stapled them together, and offered it to Paul. \"Read this carefully, then sign if you agree.\"\n\nPaul skimmed the contract, noting the refund policy:\n[q]\"Once Customer signs this contract, only a partial refund will be provided if Customer changes his or her mind. The refund is reduced by 5% for each step completed. Signing this contract is the first step, and you will get a 95% refund if you change your mind after that, 90% after the second step, and so on.\" [/q]\nHe thought a few seconds. [i]I don't plan on changing my mind.[/i] He signed the contract and handed it back to Randy, who signed as \"A. P. Damien, by Randy Vance, POA.\" \n\nRandy smiled. \"Congratulations. You have completed the first step. Now for step two: go into the restroom there. Empty your bladder and, if needed, your bowels. Mr. Damien doesn't like mess.\"\n\nPaul went into the room and took care of matters, then came back out.\n\n\"Now go to the red room - that's the door to your left. Mr. Damien will be with you shortly.\"\n\n\"Umm… okay.\"\n\nPaul opened the door and looked around the room. It was bigger than he'd expected[i]. [/i]Bright red walls. A twin bed with a red sheet on the South wall. Camcorders mounted on the North and East walls. A nice soft chair on the West wall. A large plastic barrel in the far corner. His eyes were drawn to the center of the room: a stepstool with a noose dangling above it. A low table just a few feet from the stool, with a pair of handcuffs and a stethoscope on it. Paul stood almost frozen for several seconds, looking at the stool and the noose, and felt a shiver down his spine.\n\n[i]All ready to hang me[/i].\n\nThe door opened and a tiger walked in. \"I'm Damien. I see that you have completed the first three steps. Your fourth step is to remove all your clothes and put them in the barrel. We'll be donating them to charity.\"\n\nPaul did as he said, hesitating briefly before removing his undies. He looked at Damien: tall, 180 cm (5'11\"), and quite good-looking. [i]I doubt he has to go this far to get laid, [/i]he thought. [i]He's doing this for the money, perhaps. Or maybe he gets off on snuffing furs. Yeah. And I'm about to get off on being snuffed. Huh!\n\n[/i]\"The next step is sex. You can suck me, or I'll fuck you, frot with you, or give you a handjob. If you want to be the top, Randy will be happy to suck you or let you suck him.\"\n\nPaul dithered a moment, then said, \"I'd like you to fuck me.\"\n\n\"Happy to oblige.\" Damien took off his clothes, laying them carefully on the table. \"Come over here.\"\n\nHe hesitated.\n\n\"It's okay. I don't bite.\"\n\n\"But it brings me one step closer to…\"\n\n\"Yes it does. But that's what you came here for, isn't it?\"\n\nPaul nodded and walked over to Damien. The tiger kissed him, gently at first, then more firmly. Damien's tongue pressed against his lips, requesting entry. Paul opened his mouth and allowed Damien to French-kiss him. This went on for several minutes, then the tiger kissed the side of Paul's neck.\n\nThe gopher shivered - his neck seemed extremely sensitive, maybe because there was going to be noose there in a few minutes. [i]I have to admit that I'm getting turned on, though.[/i]\n\nThen Damien's lips were around Paul's left nipple. And then his right nipple. Always a turn-on, but this time it was more: the gopher could feel the tingling spread from his nips down to his cock. \n\nDamien's hand moved down to Randy's belly, which seemed more sensitive than usual. The tiger played briefly with Paul's belly button, then his hand slid slowly down to the gopher's cock.\n\nA little later - Paul was losing track of time - he felt Damien's finger probing him. Then two fingers. Then three fingers gathered together into a dildo of sorts.\n\nA minute later Paul was distracted from his erotic high by Damien's voice. \"I think you're ready now.\"\n\nPaul couldn't find words, but he nodded. Damien pushed him gently onto the bed and rubbed Paul's cock a few more times. The gopher felt the tip of Damien's cock at his opening. There was a pause: the tiger's cock was touching his pucker but not yet inside.\n\n[i]This is it, step five. [/i]Paul nodded. \"Please...Sir… Yes… Please…\"\n\nDamien slid slowly into the gopher. Paul felt every millimeter as pleasure. The tiger pulled almost all the way out, then pushed in again. And again. And again… faster and faster… Paul was right on the brink, the pleasure almost unbearable. Then he felt Damien's hot cum spurting into him. His thoughts were incoherent.\n\nWhen he was able to notice what was happening, he realized that Damien had shrunk out of him. \"Wow! Beyond wow!\"\n\n\"No point in sex if it doesn't bring pleasure.\"\n\nPaul nodded.\n\n\"When you're ready, you can go on to step six -- pick up the handcuffs and put them on one wrist.\"\n\n\"Yes. Soon… I think I need a little time to recover.\"\n\n\"Take your time.\"\n\nPaul managed to get his breathing under control after a couple of minutes. He got up, picked up the handcuffs, and snapped one side onto his left wrist.\n\n\"Now step 7 -- get up on the chair.\"\n\nPaul eyed the noose nervously. He wanted it, but he was afraid of it. He stood there, dithering, and finally put his right foot on the chair. With an effort of will, he forced himself up so both feet were on the chair.\n\n\"Now the noose.\"\n\nPaul reached up and slipped the noose over his head. \"Where should I put the knot?\"\n\n\"Put it behind your head if you want a relatively quick hanging. If you want to prolong it, put the knot next to one ear.\"\n\nHe stood there a moment, thinking, then pulled the knot snug against the back of his neck. [i]That should be long enough for some pleasure, but not long enough to regret my choice.[/i]\n\n\"Very good. That was step eight. Now lock the handcuffs around your other wrist.\"\n\nPaul paused, thinking. \"I… uh… think maybe I want to… uh… cancel…?\"\n\n\"Up to you. To paraphrase Yoda, \"Cancel or cancel not. There is no maybe.\"\n\nPaul stood there, his legs shaking, thinking about the noose. [i]Do I really want to strangle to death in this noose? Or do I want to get the partial refund - 60% - and go home. Maybe die peacefully in bed.\n\nExcept it won't be peaceful. The cancer will grow and spread and I'll end up bedridden, in pain, and unable to talk or swallow. The symptoms aren't too bad now, but in three or six months…\n\n[/i]Paul took a deep breath, held it, breathed out, took one more deep breath, and stepped off the chair. The noose jerked tight around his neck. [i]That hurt! The rope rubbed my neck raw --hurts like fire![/i] He remembered why he was here and kicked the chair away.\n\n[i]Aside from that… it's kind of sexy. The noose squeezing my neck…\n\n[/i]A minute later: [i]Can't breathe. Well… that's what I paid for… That… and… and… kindof sexy… \n\nSexy, yes. But… I [b]really[/b] need to breathe. Air. Please air…\n\nAnd… what's happening down below. Oh! He's rubbing my cock. That… Maybe… I hope that will…. And air… I need air…\n\nWelll… this is what I paid for… Choking… Scary. Scarier than I imagined it would be. And… sexier… And… Oh, please air!! And… there's a ringing in my ears… That's a sign of…. something… Room going dim… And… [b]I'm hard again[/b]… [b]so hard… [/b]I'm going to die… and… yes, this is the way I wanted to die…\n\n[b]And I'm cumming!! YES!!! [/b]Room going dark. [b]The pleasure![/b] And… and…\n\n[/i]A few minutes later Damien checked Paul's wrist. No pulse. He picked up the stethoscope and listened to the gopher's chest. Nothing.\n\nDamien waited ten more minutes, then summoned Randy. The two of them cut Paul's body down and laid it out on the table. Damien felt under the table, found the button and pushed it.\n\n\"That's it. The undertaker will come take him away in a few minutes.\"\n\n\"Yeah. And we made good money.\"\n\n\"And gave him the final experience that he wanted.\"\n\nRandy nodded, then kissed Damien. \"I hope you'll treat me that well when it's my time in the noose.\"\n\n\"I promise.\"", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Paul looked at the storefront. Just one word on the door: Damien. I guess if you come here you already know what it's for…" The gopher opened the door and walked in. There was a jingling sound as the door closed behind him.

The springhaas behind the counter looked up and smiled. "Welcome to Damien's Execution Parlor. I am Randy Adkins, Mr. Damien's assistant. May I know your name, please?"

"I'm Paul Bennett."

"And are you here just for information, or do you want to use our services today?"

"I want the service."

"Certainly. Have you decided how you want to go, or would you like to browse our catalog?"

"I'd like Ten Steps to Hanging, please."

"An excellent choice." Randy paused. "How will you be paying for the service today?"

"I'll be paying with my Gaspercard, https://apdamien.info/nfair/RHOG/Gaspercard.wmv.";

Randy did things with the touch screen in front of him. A few seconds later there was the sound of paper in a printer. He pulled four pages from under the counter, stapled them together, and offered it to Paul. "Read this carefully, then sign if you agree."

Paul skimmed the contract, noting the refund policy:
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He thought a few seconds. I don't plan on changing my mind. He signed the contract and handed it back to Randy, who signed as "A. P. Damien, by Randy Vance, POA."

Randy smiled. "Congratulations. You have completed the first step. Now for step two: go into the restroom there. Empty your bladder and, if needed, your bowels. Mr. Damien doesn't like mess."

Paul went into the room and took care of matters, then came back out.

"Now go to the red room - that's the door to your left. Mr. Damien will be with you shortly."

"Umm… okay."

Paul opened the door and looked around the room. It was bigger than he'd expected. Bright red walls. A twin bed with a red sheet on the South wall. Camcorders mounted on the North and East walls. A nice soft chair on the West wall. A large plastic barrel in the far corner. His eyes were drawn to the center of the room: a stepstool with a noose dangling above it. A low table just a few feet from the stool, with a pair of handcuffs and a stethoscope on it. Paul stood almost frozen for several seconds, looking at the stool and the noose, and felt a shiver down his spine.

All ready to hang me.

The door opened and a tiger walked in. "I'm Damien. I see that you have completed the first three steps. Your fourth step is to remove all your clothes and put them in the barrel. We'll be donating them to charity."

Paul did as he said, hesitating briefly before removing his undies. He looked at Damien: tall, 180 cm (5'11"), and quite good-looking. I doubt he has to go this far to get laid, he thought. He's doing this for the money, perhaps. Or maybe he gets off on snuffing furs. Yeah. And I'm about to get off on being snuffed. Huh!

"The next step is sex. You can suck me, or I'll fuck you, frot with you, or give you a handjob. If you want to be the top, Randy will be happy to suck you or let you suck him."

Paul dithered a moment, then said, "I'd like you to fuck me."

"Happy to oblige." Damien took off his clothes, laying them carefully on the table. "Come over here."

He hesitated.

"It's okay. I don't bite."

"But it brings me one step closer to…"

"Yes it does. But that's what you came here for, isn't it?"

Paul nodded and walked over to Damien. The tiger kissed him, gently at first, then more firmly. Damien's tongue pressed against his lips, requesting entry. Paul opened his mouth and allowed Damien to French-kiss him. This went on for several minutes, then the tiger kissed the side of Paul's neck.

The gopher shivered - his neck seemed extremely sensitive, maybe because there was going to be noose there in a few minutes. I have to admit that I'm getting turned on, though.

Then Damien's lips were around Paul's left nipple. And then his right nipple. Always a turn-on, but this time it was more: the gopher could feel the tingling spread from his nips down to his cock.

Damien's hand moved down to Randy's belly, which seemed more sensitive than usual. The tiger played briefly with Paul's belly button, then his hand slid slowly down to the gopher's cock.

A little later - Paul was losing track of time - he felt Damien's finger probing him. Then two fingers. Then three fingers gathered together into a dildo of sorts.

A minute later Paul was distracted from his erotic high by Damien's voice. "I think you're ready now."

Paul couldn't find words, but he nodded. Damien pushed him gently onto the bed and rubbed Paul's cock a few more times. The gopher felt the tip of Damien's cock at his opening. There was a pause: the tiger's cock was touching his pucker but not yet inside.

This is it, step five. Paul nodded. "Please...Sir… Yes… Please…"

Damien slid slowly into the gopher. Paul felt every millimeter as pleasure. The tiger pulled almost all the way out, then pushed in again. And again. And again… faster and faster… Paul was right on the brink, the pleasure almost unbearable. Then he felt Damien's hot cum spurting into him. His thoughts were incoherent.

When he was able to notice what was happening, he realized that Damien had shrunk out of him. "Wow! Beyond wow!"

"No point in sex if it doesn't bring pleasure."

Paul nodded.

"When you're ready, you can go on to step six -- pick up the handcuffs and put them on one wrist."

"Yes. Soon… I think I need a little time to recover."

"Take your time."

Paul managed to get his breathing under control after a couple of minutes. He got up, picked up the handcuffs, and snapped one side onto his left wrist.

"Now step 7 -- get up on the chair."

Paul eyed the noose nervously. He wanted it, but he was afraid of it. He stood there, dithering, and finally put his right foot on the chair. With an effort of will, he forced himself up so both feet were on the chair.

"Now the noose."

Paul reached up and slipped the noose over his head. "Where should I put the knot?"

"Put it behind your head if you want a relatively quick hanging. If you want to prolong it, put the knot next to one ear."

He stood there a moment, thinking, then pulled the knot snug against the back of his neck. That should be long enough for some pleasure, but not long enough to regret my choice.

"Very good. That was step eight. Now lock the handcuffs around your other wrist."

Paul paused, thinking. "I… uh… think maybe I want to… uh… cancel…?"

"Up to you. To paraphrase Yoda, "Cancel or cancel not. There is no maybe."

Paul stood there, his legs shaking, thinking about the noose. Do I really want to strangle to death in this noose? Or do I want to get the partial refund - 60% - and go home. Maybe die peacefully in bed.

Except it won't be peaceful. The cancer will grow and spread and I'll end up bedridden, in pain, and unable to talk or swallow. The symptoms aren't too bad now, but in three or six months…

Paul took a deep breath, held it, breathed out, took one more deep breath, and stepped off the chair. The noose jerked tight around his neck. That hurt! The rope rubbed my neck raw --hurts like fire! He remembered why he was here and kicked the chair away.

Aside from that… it's kind of sexy. The noose squeezing my neck…

A minute later: Can't breathe. Well… that's what I paid for… That… and… and… kindof sexy…

Sexy, yes. But… I really need to breathe. Air. Please air…

And… what's happening down below. Oh! He's rubbing my cock. That… Maybe… I hope that will…. And air… I need air…

Welll… this is what I paid for… Choking… Scary. Scarier than I imagined it would be. And… sexier… And… Oh, please air!! And… there's a ringing in my ears… That's a sign of…. something… Room going dim… And… I'm hard again… so hard… I'm going to die… and… yes, this is the way I wanted to die…

And I'm cumming!! YES!!! Room going dark. The pleasure! And… and…

A few minutes later Damien checked Paul's wrist. No pulse. He picked up the stethoscope and listened to the gopher's chest. Nothing.

Damien waited ten more minutes, then summoned Randy. The two of them cut Paul's body down and laid it out on the table. Damien felt under the table, found the button and pushed it.

"That's it. The undertaker will come take him away in a few minutes."

"Yeah. And we made good money."

"And gave him the final experience that he wanted."

Randy nodded, then kissed Damien. "I hope you'll treat me that well when it's my time in the noose."

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