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Story: Halloween Hanging (Complete!)
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Part 1

"None of them ever admitted to being witches, but it didn't matter. The townspeople were still convinced that the seven women had caused the blight that had killed their crops. On the evening of October 31'st in the year of our Lord 1667, the seven executions took place.  There were two nooses, allowing them to hang two women at once. They started with the mother, Abigail and her teenage daughter Hannah. Then the two sisters, Charity and Patience. Then the two friends, rumored to be lovers, Ellen and Lucy. Last but not least, the French woman who had been accused of being the leader, Denise, was killed." Sadie Carbonnier explained to her class mates.

Sadie was a slender brunette with dark brown hair and freckles. She was cute, ambitious and intelligent. Those traits could have made people jealous or resentful, but Sadie was just too sweet and friendly for anyone to really hate her. 

"As you may have heard, there are salacious rumors that the women were all naked when they hanged." Sadie went on and took a dramatic pause.

The class had been listening as well as you could hope for when it came to high school students, but now they really perked up.

"I have to add though, that these rumors are unconfirmed." Sadie said.

Sadie could have lied or exaggerated to make it more interesting and she had been tempted. She could have told a very interesting story if she had let loose her creativity, but in the end her desire to be factual had won out.

"There are also rumors that they all strangled to death in their nooses instead of breaking their necks as is usually the case with a hanging, but again this is unconfirmed. What is known though, is that their bodies were burnt at the stake once they were dead and that our town had a great feast to celebrate that they were now free of witches. You may have heard somewhere that witches were burnt alive at the stake. That happened on occasion in Europe, but never here in Wiltshire Falls. There were more witch executions later on in this town, but this concludes the story of the first witch executions in Wiltshire Falls." Sadie said and took a deep breath.

Polite applause followed the end of the presentation and Sadie made her way back to her seat.

"That was a really good presentation, as always, Ms. Carbonnier." the teacher, Ms. Allison Wainwright, said.

Allison Wainwright was a favorite teacher for many students. She had been a teacher for 15 years, but still maintained the same enthusiasm for teaching that she had started with. The girls wanted to be like her, beautiful and well liked. The boys wanted to be with her. Her long blonde hair, round ass and full breasts on a petite body had fueled many sexual fantasies for the male and, on occasion, female students of Wiltshire High. 

"Thank you, Ms. Wainwright." Sadie responded

Ms. Wainwright had expected a great presentation from Sadie and Sadie had delivered. This was just the first assignment of the autumn term and it was supposed to be a short and simple one, but Sadie had gone all out, as usual.

"Yes, Ms. Taylor." Ms. Wainwright said and pointed to Serenity Taylor who had just raised her hand. 

Everyone turned to look. It was very unusual to hear Serenity speak in class. She was a loner and often seemed to be lost in her own thoughts. She was an elfin-like girl with long, curly, light brown hair and often wore vintage clothing. 

"Err.... I was wondering. You talked about some rumors, but you didn't mention the rumor about the towns folk... you know... eating the women." Serenity said. 

"Well, I think that's more of a Halloween story, but it's a good question." Sadie said. "There are plenty of rumors and legends surrounding the Wiltshire Falls witch trials, but today I only talked about what is historically confirmed."

"Any other questions for Ms. Carbonnier." Ms. Wainwright asked.

Serenity looked as if she was about to raise her hand again, but ultimately didn't. When no hands were raised Ms. Wainwright decided to move on.

"Let's see. Next up is Ms. Birch and Ms. Bells and you have chosen to work together, as always, on a presentation about the old paper mill, is that correct?"

"Yes, That's it." Jennie Bells said and walked up to the front of the class together with her girlfriend, Imogen Birch.

**

"It's really bad, I'm afraid. Wiltshire Lake is still almost lifeless. No one is catching any fish. I've had to give so many refunds to people staying at the lodge, to keep them happy. I can only hope that they will come back next year. We used to have a lot of fishermen through the fall, but this year we've barely got any bookings at all." Councilman Jenkins complained.

Councilman Jenkins was not only a member of the Wiltshire Falls town council. He was also the owner of the Wiltshire Lake Fishing Lodge, the second biggest hotel in town. Wiltshire Falls was a town that had been relying on recreational fishing tourism for decades now, but a recent bout of a mysterious new disease had killed off most of the fish in Wiltshire Lake and many smaller lakes.

"That's going to hurt us as well. We get a nice boost in sales from the bored wives of the men who fish." Councilwoman Bells added. 

Councilman Jenkins gave her a surly look, but didn't say anything. After all, they were on the same page on this issue. Councilwoman Bells was the owner of the biggest clothing store in town and like most business owners in town she relied heavily on the tourism industry. 

"I understand that the situation is serious. I've looked into seeding the lakes with fish, but that would be expensive and there's a real risk that the fish we add would get sick as well. What I think we need to do is to find another way to attract the tourists. This is a beautiful small town with a long history and surrounded by the wonderful New England nature. We should be able to find some other way of getting people to come here." Mayor Carbonnier said.

The council-members nodded in agreement, but none of them seemed to have any idea on exactly what they should do to boost the tourism industry. Jack Carbonnier was the newly elected mayor of Wiltshire Falls. His predecessors had conducted town council meetings in their homes and he had followed in their footsteps. Thus, the meeting was taking place in the Carbonnier family's living room. Wiltshire Falls was a small town where everyone knew everyone and the town council only consisted of seven people, including the mayor. So, it was an easy thing to do, to hold the meetings in a more cozy and casual setting than the mayor's official office. 

"Anyone home?" Sadie Carbonnier asked as she entered her home.

"In here, pumpkin!" Jack announced.

The meeting was going nowhere so he figured that it wouldn't really hurt with an interruption from his lovely daughter. Sadie entered the living room.

"Town council meeting, I see. Sorry to interrupt."

"It's fine, Sadie. We're trying to come up with some way to attract tourism, other than fishing, but we've got nothing." Councilwoman Bells said.

"Sorry to hear that." Sadie said.

"How did the presentation go?" Jack asked.

Sadie had worked really hard and she had seemed very excited about it. He was confident that she had done well, but it was still a nice and fatherly thing to do to ask.

"It went great! Ms. Wainwright loved it and I think I got the attention of the class." Sadie said. "Jennie and Imogen did great as well." Sadie added after turning to councilwoman Bells who was the mother of Jennie.

"Lovely. So what was your presentation about?" Councilwoman Bells asked.

"The first witch trials back in 1667." Sadie responded.

"That is a good topic. I know the presentation was supposed to be about local history and I suppose that's the most dramatic part of our history." Councilwoman Bells said.

"Hmmm..." Councilman Jenkins said.

Everyone in the room turned towards him.

"Maybe there's something there... With the witch trials I mean. Could our history draw tourists?" he suggested.

"Hmm. Maybe, but those bastards down in Salem are sucking up all the oxygen when it comes to witch tourism. What happened down there is much better known and they are closer to Boston and NY. I mean, how can we possibly compete with that?" Councilman Barlow said with a bitter grunt. 

"I guess, you're right." Councilman Jenkins said with a deep sigh. 

"Well... I'm off to do my homework. Good luck with finding something." Sadie said.

"You do that." Jack said and gave his daughter a proud smile before he turned towards the council-members, hoping for any sign of anyone having a viable idea.

Unfortunately they all looked as dejected as he felt.

**

Up in her room, Sadie turned on her computer. She had lied about doing homework and actually had very different plans. It wasn't that she was going to ignore any homework. She had in fact already written her assignment for Geography and memorized everything that would come up in next week's Chemistry test. Sadie might have seemed to her family, friends and teachers like the perfect good girl. She was hard working, intelligent and polite. She was a good daughter and a good older sister to her three younger sisters. But there was more to her than that. She had a dark, secret interest and now she was planning on indulging herself. 

A few years ago "assisted suicide" had become legal, or at the very least it had become enough of a legal gray zone for it to be something that happened on a regular basis. It was rumored that it was the work of a secret cannibal lobby, but the official explanation was that it was all about helping terminally ill people. In any case, it did lead to the creation of web sites that specialized in snuff entertainment. There had been a lot of public outrage at first, but soon afterwards people stopped talking about it and it became just another genre of porn. Now snuff entertainment was something that everyone knew existed, but that no one really talked about. At least no one Sadie knew. 

She had been fascinated by such topics since she was a kid and once puberty set in it turned into a sexual kind of fascination. She hadn't actually needed to prepare at all for the presentation she had made. She had already known all about the Wiltshire Falls Witch Trials. She had read everything that had been written about them and listened to every rumor. To think that the women had been hanged in the nude or that they had been roasted and eaten by the townsfolk was not really something she believed, even if those rumors existed. It seemed just too wild and crazy. Nevertheless, in her fantasies she had imagined those things happening to the witches and quite often Sadie had imagined herself as one of the witches. To be a witch who was hanged and then eaten was an incredible turn-on for Sadie and she had got herself off many times with that in her mind. 

When the legalization of snuff entertainment came, Sadie no longer needed to rely on her imagination as much. Now she could watch real, modern day women strangle to death in a noose.  She could learn all about their overwhelming desire to hang. She could see how almost all of them had a final, very powerful orgasm in the noose. It had really fueled her desire to see all that. 

"Ohh yes!" Sadie said quietly to herself.

A brand new video had been posted on her favorite hanging website. The title of the video was "Bobbi-Jo and Mandy get a flying fuck as they hang to death!" Those words alone were enough to get Sadie excited. Updates on hanging websites tended to be rare and sporadic, so it was big news whenever there actually was a new hanging. Mandy was a gorgeous redhead, but Sadie was more focused on the other girl, Bobbi-Jo. Due to the fact that she was so young, it was very easy for Sadie to imagine herself in Bobbi-Jo's place. She knew then and there that she was going to have a long night of pleasuring herself as she watched the video over and over again.

**

"You look tired this morning, pumpkin." Jack Carbonnier remarked to his daughter.

The three younger Carbonnier sisters had already left, but Sadie's school day didn't start until later and her father was working from home so the two of them were eating breakfast together. 

"Yeah. I was up late studying." Sadie lied.

She had already lost count of how many times she had seen that new clip and imagined what it would be like to get fucked and hang like the girls in the video. 

"You're such a good girl." Jack said proudly. 

Sadie thought she was a good girl. She mostly was at least. But she did like having this one secret.

"So, how did the town council meeting go yesterday?" Sadie asked.

"Well... we did decide that we're going to arrange a Witch Festival this Halloween. Mrs. Bells is in charge of the planning. It's true that we can't really compete with Salem, but maybe our little festival can bring in some people at least. Better than nothing I guess."

"Well, it's good that you're trying something at least. Who knows, it might be a success!"

"Maybe..."

"You don't sound so optimistic."

"No, I guess not. But don't worry about that. You focus on school and don't let this get you down, OK?"

"I'll do my best!" Sadie said.

She knew it was going to be difficult though. She cared too much about her father and her town to ignore the problems. She was determined to find some way, any way, of helping her father and her her town.


Part 2

Sadie had spent all day thinking about what she could do to help her town, but came up empty. The school day had ended, but she was staying behind to wait for the start of Drama Club. It was time for the first meeting of the semester and they were meeting in the school auditorium. The meeting wouldn't start for another ten minutes, so in the meantime Sadie was sitting on a bench outside the auditorium, reading a Biology text book. She was interrupted when Serenity Taylor for some reason approached her. 

"Can I sit down?" Serenity asked.

"Sure..." Sadie said, a bit confused about why Serenity was talking to her.

In the years they had know each other, they had never really talked, or even interacted at all, in any meaningful way.

"Have you joined Drama Club?" Sadie asked.

"No. I just wanted to say that you were wrong." Serenity began. "Sorry, I don't mean to be rude, but you were."

"About the witch trials? I don't think I was. I've read everything there is to read about them."

"You haven't read this." Serenity said and took something out of her backpack.

It was a photocopy of what looked like a very old document. The original looked worn out and was written in cursive. The language was English, but clearly an older version of English.

"What is it?" Sadie asked.

"It's a copy of a page from the journal of one of my ancestors. Her name was also Serenity and she was the younger sister of Charity and Patience."

Sadie didn't know what to believe. She had never heard of a younger sister to the two sisters who had been hanged. But, Serenity seemed sincere and the original document looked old enough to be real. 

"Read it!" Serenity implored.

Sadie did as Serenity said and was mighty surprised. At least according to this, what Serenity had said in class was true. Not only were the witches naked when they were hanged, the townspeople actually ate them afterwards. Serenity described it all and expressed sadness that her sisters were dead, but also a what she described as a strange form of jealousy that she had not been hanged as well.

"This... " Sadie began, very much surprised and just a little bit aroused. "This is incredible if it's true."

"We have the original diary at home along with a lot of other old stuff. Our family has been here in town since the founding, you know." Serenity explained.

"Still... this is just so strange. Naked hanging and then cannibalism... It's like nothing I've ever heard of. "

"Well, nudity was obviously about humiliating the witches. Adding a humiliating element to punishments has been very common throughout history." 

"That's true, I guess." Sadie had to concede.

"And the cannibalism is an obvious result of the starvation. You talked yourself about the blight and the starvation which had led people to start looking for witches. The people were hungry, so you can understand how they might have looked at the young women and seen them as meat." Serenity said matter-of-factly.

Sadie still had her doubts, but decided to proceed as if it was all true. Deep down, it gave her a tingle of excitement to think that it was indeed true. 

"You seem pretty... I don't know.... accepting perhaps about this whole thing. I mean they were your ancestors that were killed!"

"It was a cruel act to be sure, but the times were desperate. People were starving and afraid. The great feast afterwards fed everyone and brought the town together in joy and celebration. The other Serenity writes quite a lot about it on the next few pages. In the end our family survived and the town survived."

Serenity was very hard to read. Was she really OK with what had happened? Or did she suppress her feelings? Or maybe, just maybe Sadie and Serenity had something in common, a certain deep, dark desire to be snuffed and to be meat? Sadie didn't dare to ask. She didn't really know Serenity well enough for such a personal question.

"So why did you show me this? To prove me wrong?" Sadie asked.

"No..." Sadie said, a slightly hurt look on her face. "I showed you this to make sure you're right in the future. I saw that the project was important to you and I wanted to help you to know the whole truth.

"That's sweet of you, but to be perfectly honest, I'm not sure I believe it 100% yet." Sadie said, hoping that she wouldn't upset Serenity too much, who clearly believed in it herself.

"I understand. You can read the original if you want to. Come to my house after Drama Club and I'll prove everything."

Serenity took back the photocopy she had given Sadie and then wrote an address down in the corner.

"It's the big, red wooden house. I'll be at home all evening so just show up." Serenity said.

"I'll do that." Sadie said.

There was no way she wasn't going to dig deeper into this and see if it was all true. She had Drama Club and the town's problems on her mind, but this mystery was just too intriguing.

"Good." Serenity said and left as suddenly as she had arrived.

**

"It's time to discuss what play we're going to put on this semester. This time I thought I'd leave the decision making to you students." Ms. Wainwright announced to the gathered members of the Drama Club. "You did really great with A Midsummer Night's Dream last year and I think you can handle the responsibility of choosing the project for yourselves. As long as you all agree, I will fully support you."

The meeting had started with a few simple acting exercises and presentations of the new members before Ms. Wainwright had gathered all thirteen members of the club in a circle to make her announcement.  

"Witch trials!" Sadie exclaimed without hesitating.

She had been thinking about the Witch Trials Festival that the town council was planning and now she had realized that adding a school play to those events would be a cheap and easy way to add some entertainment to the festival. 

"As you know, my father is the Mayor and he and the town council have decided to create a Witch Trials Festival in order to draw tourism. We can create a play about the trials and add something to the festival. I know we're good enough and I think what happened back then is dramatic enough to adapt into a play." Sadie went on, growing increasingly enthusiastic about the idea.

In another town, name dropping that your father was the Mayor might have been seen as bragging, but not at this time in Wiltshire Falls. Everyone was well aware that being the mayor was more of a heavy burden than a position of prestige and that their town was in real trouble.

"The festival is at the end of October though and we're at the beginning of September." Imogen Birch said.

"Yes, but we can do it if we work hard. I think this can be our way to help our town."

Everyone in the room nodded and murmured in assent. 

"I mean it will be hard work, but I'm in." Imogen said.

Sadie and Imogen were both seniors and sort of informal leaders in the group. When the two of them were in agreement, it was only natural that the rest would follow.

"We'll use your project as the basis for the play." Imogen said.

"Yeah, but you're the one who is good at creative writing. Maybe we can work together?" Sadie suggested.

"I definitely wanna be a witch!" Lyra Wainwright, Ms. Wainwright's daughter suggested.

Lyra was a cheerful enthusiastic, pint sized blonde. She looked very much like her mother and the two of them could almost be mistaken for sisters. 

"I think we can put together some great, old timey, background." Burt Sawyer said.

He was a big, burly guy with a great interest in and skill for carpentry. 

"We'll need plenty of angry towns folk as well I think." Sadie said.

"Ugh. Fine. I guess I can do some angry yelling about witches. Not too many lines though!" Burt said.

"Oh, merciful Lord! See your humble servants burn these vile witches and let manna rain from the skies and save our starving town!" Egon Thatch theatrically exclaimed.

Egon had the nickname Drama Queen around school and often wore black eyeliner, but surprisingly he was straight and actually fairly successful with the women. He was without a doubt the most talented male actor in the Drama Club.

"I think it's a great idea." a new member of the Drama Club named Dana added.

Her friend Lana, who was also new, nodded in agreement.

"So, I guess everyone is on board for this idea. I will warn you that it will be tough to put everything together so quickly, but if you're all enthusiastic about the idea then I think it can be done." Ms. Wainwright said. "Show of hands, who is in favor of putting on the Witch Trials?"

Everyone raised their hands.

"It's settled then. Sadie, Imogen, I trust the two of you can write a good script. Try to have it mostly done by the next meeting. You can call me at any time, including evenings and weekends if you need any help. The rest of you, I want you to read up on the Witch Trials and get some basic background understanding if you don't already know it. And that's it for today!" Ms. Wainwright said, thus concluding the meeting.


Part 3

"I'm surprised Jennie isn't in Drama Club this year." Sadie said to Imogen as they left together.

Jennie Bells had been an enthusiastic member of the Drama Club since she was a junior and it had been there she and Imogen had become girlfriends. So, to see that Jennie was not a member this year was a huge surprise. She was away from her hobby and away from her girlfriend.

"Yeah." Imogen said with a sad sigh. "She has to help out at her mother's store a lot more this year. They can't afford to hire anyone."

"Sorry to hear that."

"Yeah. I miss her." Imogen said.

Sadie thought that it was perhaps a little silly to miss your girlfriend after having only been away for her for less than three hours, but it was also kind of sweet how fond of each other they were.

"So, you wanna work on the play later tonight?" Sadie asked.

"For sure. It's a really great idea you came up with and I can't wait to get started. Is it OK if Jennie is hanging out with us when we do it?"

"Of course." Sadie said. "I had already assumed she would be. Just don't get too distracted!"

"Hey!" Imogen said and punched Sadie lightly on the arm before giggling.

"So, how about you come over to my house at say, 7 tonight?" Imogen asked.

"Yeah. That's perfect."

**

Sadie had found her way to Serenity Taylor's house and didn't quite know what to expect. She had walked past the house countless times, but never been inside. The house was more than a hundred years old and situated on a small hill. It was large and impressive, but slightly worn down and there was some paint peeling from the walls. Sadie rang the doorbell and after ten seconds or so Serenity answered. She was actually smiling, an unusual look for her. 

"I'm glad you made it." Serenity said. "You seem to really care about this and you deserve to know the whole truth."

"I'm glad that you're willing to show me." Sadie said.

"No problem." Serenity said and led Sadie into a large room with book shelves lining the walls and a large desk. It was all very dark and old fashioned except for a computer and a large, modern steel safe.

"Is it just you at home?" Sadie asked.

She didn't really want to explain to any adult why she was here and why she was so interested in the witch trials. 

"Yes." Serenity said without further elaboration.

"Good." Sadie said as Serenity started to open the safe.

Serenity hadn't asked, but Sadie looked away from the safe anyway. Soon enough Serenity had opened the safe and taken out a box. She put the box down on a table and went over to the desk to fetch two pairs of white gloves. 

"Very old and fragile." Serenity explained as they both put on the gloves. "This is her complete diary, covering several years of her life." she went on as she opened the box and took out a stack of old papers.

"Has any historian or anyone like that looked at this?" Sadie asked.

"A small corner piece had fallen off one paper and we sent it away to get tested. Ink and paper both match the time it was supposed to be written so it's real alright."

"That's good. Makes it easier to believe that this could actually be real." Sadie said.

"Just read it." Sadie said and smiled.

**

A while later Sadie had read every single page. There were a few words here and there she didn't understand, but she got most of it from context. Some parts dealt with mundane everyday life. A significant part dealt with the blight and the starvation that had followed. But the last and biggest part dealt with the Witch Trials and the aftermath. 

"Incredible isn't it?" Serenity asked.

"I'd definitely say so. I mean they really were eaten, weren't they. And hanged in the nude!" Sadie said in a breathless voice.

She tried her very best to look horrified, but she didn't quite know if she managed to hide her excitement.

"Yeah. And they were all naked in pillories the night before, so you know the men of the town took advantage." Serenity said.

Sadie couldn't quite be sure, but she was almost certain that she detected some excitement in Serenity's voice. Sadie decided to prod a little and see if she could figure out what Serenity felt.

"Imagine it. Being naked in the pillory, getting raped by anyone who feels like it. Knowing that you will be hanged within 24 hours and then eaten." Sadie said. 

"Yeah, completely helpless." Serenity said in what sounded a lot like an excited whisper.

There was no fear, anger or disgust in Serenity's voice as she spoke. Sadie saw that it was pure excitement.

"And that part Serenity wrote about a strange form of jealousy towards her sisters and the others. She wanted to be in their position! Can you understand that?" Sadie asked.

By now Sadie felt certain that she was just as bad at hiding her own incredible excitement as Serenity was at hiding hers.

"I can definitely understand it." Serenity said and leaned in ever so slightly closer to Sadie.

"Me too." Sadie said and leaned in closer as well.

"It's very weird...." Serenity said and continued leaning closer. "But very exciting somehow!"

"I agree." Sadie said and leaned in so far their mouths were mere inches apart.

Serenity suddenly looked down at the papers in the box. In a few very swift motions she closed the box, moved it back into the safe and then looked the safe.

"Better be careful with those. Family heirloom." Serenity explained, her cheeks red and with an excited smile on her lips.

"I know she was ancestor and all, but you know... this is just so damn hot!" Sadie said, hoping that she hadn't pushed it too far.

"I know!" Serenity said and moved in for a kiss.

Sadie had never kissed a girl, but their shared excitement for the Witch Trials had suddenly made Serenity incredibly attractive. They made out fiercely and passionately for several minutes. It was a bit awkward at first. Sadie had only made out with one person in any serious way and she suspected Serenity was also pretty inexperienced. But soon enough they found their rhythm. Eventually Serenity pulled away with an excited smile on her face.

"I saw your presentation and saw how passionate about it you were. I suspected you were as turned on by what happened as I've always been and I guess I was right!" Serenity said.

"I thought I was the only one." Sadie said. "The pillory, the nudity, the roasting, I never thought any of it was true, but deep down I was hoping it was."

"I heard the stories when I was very young and I always knew it was true. I felt strangely excited, but didn't quite understand what I was feeling until I hit puberty and realized..."

"That it was a sexual kind of excitement!" Sadie interrupted.

Serenity nodded.

"I'm guessing you imagine yourself as Patience or Charity?" Sadie asked.

Again Serenity nodded.

"I like to imagine myself as Denise, the Frenchwoman. I have some French-Canadian ancestry so..."

"And you'd be a good leader for a group of witches!" Serenity said.

"I think that's a compliment, so thank you I guess?" Sadie said.

"It was a compliment." 

Then Serenity looked at the clock and saw that it was almost 7. 

"Shit! I missed dinner and now I'm supposed to be at Imogen's house to write a script for the play in 5 minutes!"

"I understand." Serenity said.

She looked a little bit dejected, so Sadie felt a need to reassure her.

"I really do have to leave, but I'm so glad I came here and that you showed me this. We should definitely hang out some time. Tomorrow after school?"

"I'd like that." Serenity said with a smile. "So how come you have to write the play? I thought the Drama Club always did an already written play?"

"Funny you should ask. We're writing a new play based in the Witch Trials." Sadie said and then realized something. "Shit, it was supposed to be based on my presentation, but now you've just proven me wrong about the whole thing!"

"Well..." Serenity said with a playful smile. "Maybe you should just write the play based on what I showed you. Now that would be a hell of a play, wouldn't it?"

"Yeah, right!" Sadie said and laughed.

"No I'm serious. Imagine how hot it would be to actually have all that happened taking place on stage. That would make me join the Drama Club for sure and I'm not someone who likes attention."

"Yeah, but..." Sadie began, but didn't know what to say.

Sure, what Serenity was suggesting was kind of thrilling, but it was still an absurd idea, wasn't it?

"Errr... we'll talk about this tomorrow. I've really got to go." Sadie said and hurried out of Serenity's house and towards Imogen's.

**

Jack Carbonnier turned off the phone and smiled to himself. Sure, his eldest daughter had just missed dinner without calling first, but he had never worried. When she did get around to calling she had apologized for missing dinner and then gone on to explain how she had convinced her Drama Club to put on a play for the first ever Wiltshire Falls Witch Trials Festival. Jack felt incredibly proud of his daughter. She was so selfless, determined and eager to help. A high school play wouldn't be an amazing draw of course, but still, it was better than nothing.


Part 4

Adapting Sadie's presentation into a play wasn't going great. Sadie was very much distracted. It felt very much wrong to put on a play that was supposed to be based on historical events, but that Sadie now knew contained falsehoods. If there was a hanging scene with clothed women then the play just wouldn't capture the true experience of the hangings. If the play cut off before the townsfolk roasted and ate the executed women, then the play would leave out something that Sadie now believed was crucial for the town to survive the winter.

Imogen too, was clearly distracted. To her credit she was doing her very best to focus on the writing process, but Jennie was in a very handsy and frisky mood and was doing her very best to be affectionate with her girlfriend. Whenever Imogen gently removed one of Jennie's hands from one part of her body, Jennie would apologize and do nothing for a while until a hand eventually found its way to another part of Imogen's body. Sadie didn't think that Jennie was trying to deliberately sabotage the writing, but she was definitely an inadvertent distraction.

"We're getting nowhere, are we?" Sadie said.

"No, feels like we aren't." Imogen said and pointedly looked her girlfriend.

"Sorry, I'm just... I love you!" Jennie said and made the cutest puppy dog eyes.

"She always does that to get out of trouble." Imogen explained. "And the worst part is that it always working."

Sadie had to admit that the two of them made for a very cute couple. Jennie was a dimpled brunette with an outgoing personality. She loved fashion, at least the kind of fashion that would show off her impressive cleavage. Imogen was a beautiful, slender girl with glasses. She was slightly taller than her girlfriend and had dirty blonde hair. She was the more stoic and mature one in their relationship. 

"I have to admit, I'm a bit distracted as well." Sadie began.

She had decided that she wasn't going to share anything too personal about what had happened, but she just had to mention some parts of what had happened with Serenity.

"How come?" Imogen asked.

"Well, you see I've found something out about what actually happened..." Sadie began.

She then proceeded to tell Imogen and Jenny about how Serenity had approached her and everything that she had learned. She only left out the part where her and Serenity admitted their excitement about the whole thing and kissed.

"Wow. I've always thought Serenity was a little bit kooky, but if you're convinced then I believe it too." Imogen said.

"That is so fucking freaky! Pillory fucking, nudity and cannibalism! What a story!" Jenny exclaimed.

"Yeah, it is a story to be sure..." Sadie said, trying to seem neutral.

"If you put on that play during the Festival, then we'd draw a whole lot more folks than we'd do with the current boring and apparently false version." Jenny said.

"It's not boring!" Sadie protested, but had to admit that this new version was a whole lot more interesting. "Besides, I don't know if we have the budget for all the special effects we'd need. We already have deal with having to figure out how to create fake hangings. Now we'd have to find a way to fake nudity and fake cannibalism. That's a lot of props and such you'd need." 

Despite her personal dark desires, Sadie was doing her very best to remain level headed and rational about this whole thing.

"I guess..." Jenny said and shrugged. "Unless, you do all of that for real. I mean it is legal now after all. Snuffing girls and such."

"Jenny!" Imogen exclaimed in shock.

"What?" Jenny said.

"This a high school Drama Club and you're going on about stuff that's only taking place in the darkest, most dangerous, secret clubs in the world!"

"I was just saying." Jenny said.

"Although..." Imogen said.

"Although what?" Sadie asked.

"Although, I guess that something like actually having seven naked women hang to death would be one hell of a draw for the Witch Trials Festival." Imogen said.

"Yeah. I mean that would definitely make the whole thing huge! And I guess that would be true to history." Jenny said.

"This might actually, really help our town." Imogen went on.

"You're shaking." Jenny said as she looked at Sadie.

Sadie blushed bright red. She had in fact been trembling from nervous excitement as she imagined what an amazing draw it would be for the festival to have seven real hangings plus girl meat. It would be huge news and draw enormous crowds from all over the country, perhaps even the world. She definitely imagined herself as playing one of the witches. First condemned and put naked in the pillory. Then thoroughly and completely fucked. Then led up to the gallows, hands tied behind her back and then slowly strangle to death as a massive crowd cheered. Then, finally, her meat would be served to the hungry crowd. No doubt her meat would fetch a very high prize. It was all perfect!

"I... I.... errr... I think..." Sadie stammered.

Jenny just giggled. She seemed to find the whole thing amusing.

"It doesn't matter anyway." Sadie said. "It's not like we're going to find any willing volunteer, let alone seven!"

"I would do it, if you did!" Jenny said and looked deep in Imogen's eyes.

"That's sweet I guess?" Imogen said uncertainly.

"I mean it. I wouldn't want to be around without you. And... I guess it is sort of romantic to go out like that together. Hanging side by side. I mean two of the witches were suspected of being lesbians and we are so it would be sort of fitting wouldn't it?" Jenny said, suddenly very serious and somber in tone. 

"You're crazy! We'd be raped in the pillory if we do everything for real!" Imogen said.

"Yeah. I don't want to be with anyone but you, but in my heart I will never be. No matter how many cocks they put in me, I'll always be yours."

"Awwww. You really are sweet. Weird, but sweet." Imogen said, tears forming in her eyes. "I guess, purely from a business perspective... Having men pay to get the privilege of fucking a girl who is about to hang could bring in a lot of money."

Sadie was very surprised by the direction the conversation had taken, but pleasantly so.

"Would you both do it, if there were five other volunteers?" Sadie asked.

"I haven't even said I'd do it if just Jennie did it!" Imogen said.

She then looked at her girlfriend and saw a pouty expression.

"I would do it if Jennie did though. I mean, I don't want it or anything like that, but I mean if she did it for me, I would have to do it for her."

"You don't have to do anything." Jenny said.

"I want to." Imogen said with determination. "You were right when you talked about how it would be sort of romantic to go out together, even if it is sort of horrifying as well."

The two girlfriends started to make out and Sadie waited until they finished before she spoke again.

"So, you'd both do it for each other, but would you do it for our town if there were five other volunteers?" Sadie asked.

"That's a very specific question. Are you actually serious?" Imogen asked.

Sadie was wondering that herself. Was she actually serious? Something that so long had been buried her darkest sexual fantasies had now sort of come out into the open. Could it become even more real and actually happen? A real life recreation of the Witch Trials, instead of just fantasies. Sadie didn't really think it would be possible to find seven girls willing to go through everything the accused witches suffered, but what if she was wrong? What if it was possible? If it really was possible, then she would do everything she could to make it real.

"I... I would do it for our town, if there were other volunteers." Sadie said and blushed furiously.

"Wow, that's really brave. I mean, it won't happen, but I guess..." Imogen said and looked at Jennie.

"If there are five others hanging as well, then I guess we'll..." Jennie said as she looked back at Imogen.

Through some kind of silent communication the two girlfriends came to an understanding.

"We're in!" They both said in unison.

"Excellent!" Sadie exclaimed. "I gotta go! See you both at school tomorrow!" 

With that Sadie hurriedly left. Under normal circumstances, Sadie was someone who liked to think things through in advance, but at the moment she was overwhelmed by a desire to make her fantasies real. She knew there was a risk she would lose her bravery and determination if she hesitated and waited. The time to act was now. She started to make her way towards Ms. Wainwrights house.

**

"You seemed very excited when you came, but now you seem nervous." Ms. Wainwright said.

Sadie had been invited into the living room and just as she had feared her bravery had faltered. Ms. Wainwright was not just a teacher, she was also someone who Sadie looked up to. She couldn't talk to a teacher in the same way she talked to her peers. Luckily, Ms. Wainwright was a very sweet and understanding person and that made Sadie feel a little bit more comfortable. It also helped that her daughter, Lyra was there as well. Lyra was always cheerful and easygoing. That made the mood feel more relaxed.

"I don't really know how to begin, but I think I might have stumbled over something that could really help our town and make this play we're putting on a huge success." Sadie said. "It is pretty outlandish, but you did say that you would let us do anything we wanted.

"You're going to make me regret those words, aren't you?" Ms. Wainwright asked.

"I don't know. Maybe. I think it is a great idea though."

"That sounds great, if it's true. I think we've got a really talented Drama Club this year so whatever can be done to make the play successful is a good thing." Ms. Wainwright said cautiously. 

"Yeah, I want to be famous, so the more people see me being a witch, the better." Lyra said.

"Accused witch... and I'm not sure you'll want to be an accused witch after you've heard what my idea is."

"I'm up for anything, whatever it takes!" Lyra said.

"So, what is your idea?" Ms. Wainwright asked.

"It's very controversial and I totally understand if you tell me to completely forget about it and never speak about it again." Sadie said, still afraid of actually mentioning her idea.

"We must never be afraid of controversy in theater. It's a good thing if we can shock or audience and give them something they'll never forget." Ms. Wainwright said.

"Well... " Sadie began. "I found something out tonight. Something very strange. You know all those rumors about the Witch Trials that I dismissed after the presentation? Well, as it turns out it's all true. The women were put in pillories naked before their executions. They were naked whilst hanging. They were slowly strangling to death in their nooses. And they were actually eaten afterwards." Sadie explained.

"Ohh, that's horrible!" Ms. Wainwright said.

"I knew it!" Lyra said. "Of course those repressed farmers would want to see a bit of naked flesh! And eat it too I guess!" she went on with a giggle.

Sadie went on to explain how she had found out the truth. Ms. Wainwright seemed to be a bit skeptical, but she did know that the Taylor family had been in Wiltshire Falls since the beginning so she eventually came around to accepting what Sadie had told her.

"I still don't think I understand what your idea is though." Ms. Wainwright said once Sadie was done with her explanation.

"Don't you get it mom? She wants to include everything that really happened in the play! That would make it huge!"  Lyra said.

"Ohh!" Ms. Wainwright said in shock.

"I mean it would be really huuuuge!" Lyra squealed and jumped up from the couch. "There would be a ton of people watching and TV and everything! We'd all be super famous!"

"One way to do it is to have real nudity and fake the hangings and cannibalism..." Sadie began.

"But if the hangings and the cannibalism was for real that would make it all so much bigger!" Lyra interrupted.

"Well, that is certainly a controversial idea..." Ms. Wainwright said with a shocked smile on her lips.

"Yeah, but I mean, that sort of thing is legal and all so why not? Those old geezers in the school board might have a heart attack when they hear about it, but then they'll have another one when they hear how much money we can make. I'm sure they'll say yes in the end!" Lyra said.

Sadie gave Lyra a happy smile. She was thrilled about Lyra's attitude.

"I don't think you understand what you're saying, dear." Ms. Wainwright said to her daughter. "We're talking about actually getting killed for real here. In a painful way I might add."

"Duh, I get that. But I would be so famous! Everyone would know about it!"

"I get that it would be popular and I don't mind controversy, I really don't. But I can't stand on the sideline and watch my daughter and my students hang to death! This is completely absurd. What kind of teacher or Drama Club leader would that make me? What kind of parent would that make me?" Ms. Wainwright said in a raised voice.

She then turned back to Sadie.

"I want to be supportive of whatever you students come up with, I really do. But I don't think I can watch you do something like this. Even if it is technically legal."

Sadie had an idea, but didn't know if she dared suggesting it. She had come this far though and decided that she might just as well go for it.

"If you want to support us, but don't want to just stand and watch, there is one option." Sadie said.

Ms. Wainwright looked confused at first, but then her eyes widened in shock.

"You mean...?

"Yeah, although most of the accused witches were very young, one of them was in her late thirties like you." Sadie said and steeled herself for the response.

"This is insanity. Pure insanity" Ms. Wainwright whispered.

Her words might have been harsh, but she had hesitation in her voice. That gave Sadie hope.

"We could hang together! That way you wouldn't have to miss me!" Lyra said and hugged her mother.

"This is just..." Ms. Wainwright said without finishing her sentence.

"I'm going to leave now. We'll discuss this at the next Drama Club meeting." Sadie said.

"Yeah, I think it's good if you leave. Lyra and I have a lot to discuss." Ms. Wainwright said.


Part 5

Sadie knew she needed one more accused witch to make it seven and she knew just who to ask. The problem was that this was a person who clearly didn't like Sadie and for that matter didn't seem to like anyone. Her name was Willow Carson and she was [a] surly, but sort of cute, petite girl who had a well-known obsession with death and torture. She always dressed in black and had dyed black hair for years in stark contrast to her pale skin. She frequently wrote stories and poems about her own death and on occasion the deaths of others. She had piercing all over and several self-inflicted scars of various kinds. All this combined to make Sadie think that Willow just might be someone who would volunteer for something like this. It was going to be difficult though. Sadie knew that she had to get everything just right in order to convince someone with such a hostile attitude.

"Yeah?" Willow said as she opened the door.

"You claim to like pain and death." Sadie said.

"Yeah. So?"

"How would you like a painful death in front of a blood thirsty crowd?"

"What kind of joke is this?"

"No joke." Sadie said with a solemn expression.

"Hmm... You're too boring to make jokes." Sadie said.

"What? I'm not bori..."

"I'm in." Willow interrupted.

"What? I haven't even told you what..."

"Jeez! I said I'm in."

"Ohhh... Fine. It's slow hanging btw and the pillory before that. And cannibalism once you're dead."

A rare smile spread across Willow's face.

"Ohh, I see! You're one of those noose sluts. I can respect that."

"I'm not a..." Sadie began, but then stopped.

After trying to put something like a mass hanging together she couldn't very well deny being a noose slut.

"Just come to the next Drama Club meeting and we'll talk about the details."

"Ugh! Drama Club. That's the kind of torture I don't like. But fine, I said I'm in, didn't I?"

Sadie couldn't help but smile. The last witch had proven surprisingly easy to catch.

"Now, leave before I change my mind!" Willow growled.

Sadie promptly left.

**

"So, that's what we're in for if we go for it." Sadie said.

The Drama Club plus Serenity, Willow and Jenny were gathered and Sadie had just done something she'd never thought she'd do. She had shown several clips from her favorite hanging website to not just one person, but to a whole group of people, including her favorite teacher.

"Do we have seven women who are willing to go through with it?" Sadie asked.

"No matter my performance, I will be overshadowed by the death struggles of the witches. To give your life for the art like that, that is truly virtuous. I approve." Egon Thatch pretentiously proclaimed.

"It's not really your approval that is needed, but good anyway." Sadie said.

"I only came here to hang. Don't expect me to do much acting!" Willow said.

"I feel I should do it. I mean, two of them were my ancestors so..." Serenity said.

"I soooo wanna do it! And since I'm over eighteen, no one can stop me!" Lyra cheerfully exclaimed.

"Anyone who agrees to this, must have the chance to back out until the last minute. We can have understudies if we can find them, but we must also have a version of the play that is completely harmless and that we can put on if someone backs out. There must be no pressure. Still, should you decide to go through with this I will be there with you." Ms. Wainwright said.

"She's in, for anyone who didn't get that." Lyra added.

"It's my idea so, I'm in as well. I will hang if we're doing this." Sadie said with a gulp. She felt herself shaking from fear and excitement, but it felt good finally saying it.

Jenny and Imogen had been involved in an intense, whispered conversation with each other, but it ended with a quick kiss and Jenny turned towards the rest of the group to speak.

"Well. I can't imagine anything more romantic than dying together!" Jenny said and looked to Imogen for confirmation.

Imogen had tears in her eyes, but a smile on her lips.

"We're doing this. Together!" Imogen said and gave her girlfriend a deep and passionate kiss.

"I guess it's settled then..." Sadie began

She hesitated for a moment. The reality of what she had done was starting to sink in and she felt a strong urge to flee. But there was another urge as well. An urge to slowly strangle to death in a noose. That second urge was much stronger.

"On October the 31st we're putting on the first and only performance of the Wiltshire Falls Witch Trials. Hangings included." Sadie finished.




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Sadie was standing below the gallows with her hands tied behind her back. She was standing with the other six actresses portraying the accused witches, but she was completely focused on her own impending dance in the noose. They were completely nude and obviously exhausted from a rough night at the pillories, but all of them stood straight up with some kind of glowing defiance and excitement.

Due to the tremendous demand for tickets, the play had been moved from the high school auditorium to the football stadium. So, being outdoors, Sadie was a bit cold. It could have been worse though. It was actually an unusually warm late October evening. Sadie didn't mind the cold though, it was a small price to pay for selling more tickets. They had sold all 4380 tickets at prices many times higher than any previous play. Whatever shivers and goosebumps the witches where showing now was probably not from the temperature.

"Vile servants of Satan, you have been found guilty of causing our famine! Nothing remains, but sending you back to hell!" Egon, playing the priest, proclaimed. "Bring the witch Abigail and her daughter, Hannah, to the gallows!"

Two hooded male students grabbed Ms. Wainwright and Lyra and brought them up the stairs to the waiting nooses.

"We are innocent of these vile accusations! Please, I beg you! Have mercy on my dear mother and me!" Lyra screamed.

Sadie could see that she really enjoyed being center stage. She struggled theatrically, but undeniably had an excited smile on her lips. Her large breasts bounced enticingly as she fought against her captors, something that no doubt pleased the many tourists who had come to town just to see something like this, lovely young women being brought to the noose.

"Please, if you must, condemn me! But spare my sweet daughter from this inhuman fate!" Ms. Wainwright sobbed.

This was moment before their point of no return. On Ms. Wainwright's insistence, all girls who were to hang had a safe word to use. Should anyone use the word "hell" then she would be spared and that would have to be incorporated into the play. It would be historically inaccurate, of course. But Ms. Wainwright had insisted on it to make sure that no unwilling girl had to hang. Sadie had not liked it, but couldn't do anything about it. She could only hope that no one would actually use it.

"Any last words, witches?" Egon asked as the nooses were put around the necks of the two lovely blondes.

"We are innocent and soon shall be in heaven!" Lyra said, thus sealing her own fate.

"Yes, to heaven!" Ms. Wainwright said, thus deciding to join her daughter in hanging to death.

"Very well then!" Egon said. "Hoist them up and let them hang until death!"

The students playing the townsfolk had been instructed to cheer, but their cheers were completely drowned out by the real cheers of the audience. A beautiful teacher and her teenage daughter were raised into the air in order to hang to death. It felt incredibly weird to Sadie, but also very much exciting. Sure she had a pang of guilt as she saw them starting to struggle, but that guilt was quickly overwhelmed by how damn hot it looked. Flashlights were going off constantly, both from regular audience members and from the press. Lyra had wished for fame and she was definitely getting her wish. Her death in the noose would be forever immortalized in posterity.

"Suffer you vile witches!" a cast member named Dana Wilkins screamed.

She had played the woman who had lost her entire crop to the blight and first had made the accusations about witchcraft. She had spoken her line just right and that was impressive because she was clearly fascinated by what was happening. She was staring and fidgeting in a way that made Sadie suspect that maybe she was as excited about this whole thing as Sadie was. Sadie had only briefly looked away from the hanging women to look at Dana, but then quickly turned her complete attention back to the hanging mother and daughter pair.

Sadie had seen many hangings before and pleasured herself while doing so. That had been online though. This was real life with two people she knew. It was a hundred times more intense to see them dance just a few yards away. To see every little pained facial expression. To see every little twitch and spasm as their bodies struggled for air. But, most importantly, Sadie could see how wet they were. Lyra, with her shaved bald pussy and Ms. Wainwright with her neat trim, both private areas glistened with moisture. Ms. Wainwright was no longer an authority figure, now she was just a woman. Just as susceptible to the power of a noose as any other woman.

"I plead, spare them while there is still time!" Sadie begged in the French accent that her character had.

It was all part of the play and the truth was that Sadie was enjoying it far too much to actually want to see the hanging end. Sure, she really liked and looked up to Ms. Wainwright. She was not close with Lyra, but the young blonde had always been cheerful and sweet. There was no malice in Sadie's desire to see them hang, only desire. It was such a truly beautiful thing to see them dance, almost in unison, mother and daughter. They were so alike with their blonde hair and wonderful curves. Lyra's breasts had bounced nicely as she struggled before she was noosed, but that was nothing compared to what Sadie was watching now. She saw the impressive breasts of both mother and daughter jiggle and bounce as they struggled in the nooses. They might have volunteered for this, but by now they were going on pure instinct, desperate to breathe. Of course, they would never breathe again and that fact turned everyone on, the hanging girls perhaps most of all. Sadie couldn't be completely sure, but she was almost sure that Lyra had an orgasm and that the same happened to her mother as well. Then, shortly after they both entered into their death throes, la petite mort was followed by la grande morte. Everyone seemed to stop breathing as the two bodies dangled completely limp from their stretched necks for one minute of nearly complete silence in the stadium.

"The executions have just begun! Our holy duty of ridding the world of Satan's evil has just begun!" Egon proclaimed and a thunderous applause erupted from the audience.

The teacher and her daughter had been beloved members of the community, but now they had been transformed. They were now both preciously expensive meat who would feed their community. Wiltshire Falls was a small town with only three restaurants and two hotel restaurants and today those five establishments would all share the meat and serve it to the locals as well as the many tourists that crowded the normally sleepy little town. Sadie had attended the meeting where all this had been decided, and she remembered that the money the restaurants would make on this day would allow them to stay open for at least another year, no matter how little tourism there were for the rest of the year.

Sadie felt incredible pride as she pondered just what a success all of this had become. They had managed to get Serenity’s diaries authenticated for publication by an expert historian. Her father had organized a press conference on live TV to present Sadie and Serenity with their discovery and another family had come forward with one more short note from the era that confirmed the basic facts. Now every room in town had been rented out. Every store was crowded with people and the three restaurants obviously reaped. Not to mentioned, the fact that there little town had gone from being completely unknown outside of the immediate region to becoming world famous. Sadie would probably still have wanted to hang, but it sure felt a whole lot better now that she knew how well things had gone.

"Bring me the sinful sisters and prepare their demise!" Egon demanded.

Willow and Serenity weren't sisters in real life of course, but by now they looked the part. Willow was still in the same hair style that she had been in for years. Shoulder length, straight, black hair. Serenity originally had had long, curly, brown hair. Now she had dyed it black, cut it shorter and straightened it to match her on-stage sister. They were both slender and pale, Serenity a little taller. So they definitely could pass as sisters and they also looked stereotypically witch-like.

"No, please. Don't hang me." Willow said in a flat tone as she was being led up the stairs to the platform under the nooses.

Sadie cringed about the bad acting, but no one in the audience seemed to mind. After all, very few, if any, were here for the acting. Serenity on the other hand was overacting.

"Ohhh, horrors of horrors. We are innocent souls. Poor, sweet, young girls! This injustice must not proceed!" Serenity screamed.

Sadie noted that there was no mention of hell so far, not that she had expected it from these two.

"We are fair and just! You shall have your chance to say your last words!" Egon said in a pompous tone.

"Spare us please. Me and my sister are innocent." Willow said in the same flat tone as before.

She wasn't going to bother with any acting, but Sadie could see she was taken by the moment. She was shaking and eyeing the nooses with what mostly looked like longing. It was as if she was about to be re-united with a long lost lover. Sadie wondered if Willow had any experience with a noose from before, but of course, now was too late to ask.

"We are not witches. Really not. Please don't hang us." Willow said.

The two raven haired beauties had now given up their last chance to speak out against hanging and thus the nooses were placed around their necks as the audience cheered and jeered. Sadie heard someone shout out "String'em up and let'em dance!".

"Raise them up!" Egon commanded.

Sadie pondered how quickly these last two months had rushed by. She had acted so hastily in getting things together and actually getting the girls to agree to this without really thinking through all the consequences. She was actually going to hang and be eaten! She didn't regret it though. She wanted this badly and she knew that the two girls just beginning their dance in the noose were very much the same.

Even after being recruited to hang, Willow had spent most of her time alone. She wasn't very forthcoming with details as for why she wanted this, but Sadie had managed to extract a confession at least about how only pain and suffering made her feel alive. So, Sadie had added a special little bit to the play. Willow’s character had spit in the face of the priest and had thus been condemned to an extra punishment. She had been tied to a pole and caned all over her naked body. It was not something that had actually happened as far as Sadie knew, but she had been happy to add it anyway. Willow got more of the pain she so deeply desired and the audience got one hell of a show, watching the slender, pale beauty suffer tremendously from the cane. Her body was still marked with the strikes she had received and in Sadie's mind that just made her more beautiful as she danced in the noose.

Serenity was the one of the other hanging girls that Sadie had spent the most time with in the last few weeks. It was too bad that they hadn't found out about their mutual interest in hanging earlier, but they had done the best they could in fully satisfying the fantasies they shared in the time they had left. Serenity's parents were rarely at home so it was easy for them use her house to satisfy their fantasies. Sadie had no doubt that Serenity would last for quite a bit in the noose, because she had experience. They had personally selected the thick ropes to make them last longer and practiced to tie proper knots for the noose to close slowly. They had even instructed the hangmen to hoist them gently to get the most out of the delicious feeling when their weight transferred from their feet to their necks, stretching their limbs until their toes left the ground. Together the two of them had played plenty of noose games, hanging each other just long enough to get to experience the wonderful oxygen deprivation that came with hanging. Sure, it was very risky. Sadie would have felt terrible if either of them hand hanged to death before today, but she had not been able to resist the allure of playing with the noose. There had been a few close calls, but they had both survived until today. The day when they would both go all the way and finally let the noose take them.

"Divine justice for the witches! Let them dangle and suffer!" Dana Wilkins screamed.

Sadie was pretty sure by now. Dana was definitely resisting the urge to touch herself as she watched Serenity and Willow strangle. Sadie couldn't blame her. She would definitely have touched herself if she could, but with her hands tied behind her back that was of course impossible. It was an incredibly erotic show, two slender, pale young women gyrating in their nooses. They both looked like they desperately wished for a cock to fill their soaking wet pussies, but Sadie felt certain that they both would achieve orgasm before death came to claim them. She had seen it so many times online, how a woman could get off in the noose without even a touch. It made Sadie feel better about the fact that she could not touch herself. She knew her orgasm would come once it was her turn to dance.

It was dark by now and the stage was only lit by natural fires in an attempt to make the whole thing more realistic. The flames cast an uneven and ever changing light on the two pale bodies of the girls in the nooses. They were writhing and moving, showing off every muscle and curve as they fought for air. Their faces were twisted in pain to be sure, but Sadie also saw desire and delight. Willow had spent her life being surly and Serenity hers being quiet and shy, but now they were both in ecstasy mixed with a heavy dose of fear. Sadie couldn't help but think of the noose as an equalizer. In the noose every woman was the same.

"Please, save them!" Sadie cried out. "We are all innocent, but please just save the suffering sisters."

It was of course to no avail. The supposed sisters continued to struggle. Their smaller breasts didn't have quite the same bounce as the mother and daughter pair, but they still jiggled delightfully as they tried to draw air into their no doubt burning chests. One of the restaurants that had received the meat from the two first hanged witches was just across the street from the football stadium. Sadie was pretty sure she could smell their meat cooking by now and judging from their diminished struggles, Serenity and Willow would soon be meat as well. They were both impressive in their ability to hang on to life, but even so, their deaths were inevitable. Willow was the first to go. An intense orgasm violently ripped through her petite and slender body before she stopped moving. Serenity had diminished her movements, but was still alive. She could have been tired, but Sadie suspected that she was deliberately conserving what little oxygen she had left. Only small, little twitches indicated that she was still alive. But then a powerful orgasm hit. She couldn't help but moan and gurgle in pleasure and pain as that orgasm hit. It completely drained her of what little reserves of oxygen she had left, but Sadie had no doubt that it had been worth it and that she died satisfied.

"And that's another two witches punished for their evil deeds!" Egon proclaimed.


Part 7

The audience cheered loudly as the two bodies were taken down from their ropes and carried away. By now there were only three girls waiting for their turn to hang and the wait was almost over for two of them. Sadie looked at Imogen and Jenny to see if they still had the bravery to go through with it. The two of them were standing close to each other, looking into each other's eyes.

"Any doubts?" Imogen whispered.

"None." Jennie whispered back.

"Bring me the two witches with their unholy affection for each other!" Egon ordered.

Jennie and Imogen leaned in and started to kiss. The audience cheered enthusiastically as the two girlfriends made out. The students that were supposed to bring the two girls to heir nooses were considerate enough to wait until the girlfriends eventually finished. Sadie heard low, whispered exchanges of love before they were forced up the stairs and towards the waiting nooses that had already claimed four lives tonight.

"Sinners! Will you repent from witchcraft and from your unholy love for each other?" Egon asked as the two girls were noosed.

"Never! I love her more than anything in the world and tonight we die together. As girlfriends and as lovers." Jenny answered in a loud and clear voice.

"Together tonight and together into eternity!" Imogen confirmed.

Sadie had worried for a bit that either of them would back out, but now they had given up their chance to put a stop to the proceedings. Sadie had felt that these two were the least likely to actually go through with the hanging, but her fears now proved unfounded. No doubt, watching the beautiful and erotic show the other girls had put on in their nooses had helped embolden Jenny and Imogen. They had seen for themselves just what a beautiful thing a hanging could be and now they wanted that for themselves as well.

"Start the cleansing of evil! Start the hanging!" Egon said.

Sadie watched as her two friends were hoisted up into the air and started to strangle. The two of them were lesbians and had really suffered in the pillories when the greedy men had forced some involuntary orgasms out of them, but as things had turned out they would get their last orgasms from the noose. All seven supposed witches had spent the intermission of the play, in pillories after being marched naked and barefoot through the streets. This had allowed for an additional revenue source and for audience participation. For a decent sized fee any person in the audience could fuck the girl of his choosing. This had turned out to be incredibly popular and the intermission had lasted for almost two hours. Sadie and all the others had taken man after man after man. Sadie was sore and she was sure the others were as well, but she wasn't complaining at all. She had only been with a few guys before tonight, but by now she had been thoroughly and completely fucked. She had lost count of how many, but it didn't matter. She had been rewarded by no less than three orgasms from the ordeal and that was all that mattered.

"This is the end of witchcraft in Wiltshire Falls!" a cast member named Lana screamed.

Sadie didn't think so. It really wasn't her concern, for obvious reasons, but she had a feeling that the future of Wiltshore Falls would contain a whole lot more witchcraft. With the amazing success they were having today she felt fairly certain that the town would become a permanent destination for witchcraft tourism. She imagined a future where every store had witch related souvenirs and new businesses catering exclusively to witch tourism would spring up. Of course, the most important part of such tourism would be shows like this. Beautiful young girls executed in recreations of Witch Trials. Sadie had a very strong feeling that she would be far from the last girl in Wiltshire Falls hanged for supposed witchcraft.

In the nooses Jennie and Imogen were struggling, not just to stay alive, but to look at each other as well. If only they turned a little they were able to do just that, but as their oxygen inevitably waned it was starting to become more difficult. Jennie had already orgasmed once in the noose, her breasts jiggling just impressively as Ms. Wainwright's and Lyra's. Jennie wasn't gone yet, but the orgasm had definitely sapped her of energy. Imogen, who was thinner and shorter had an easier time surviving, but that also meant a harder time orgasming. But, in the end that didn't matter. The orgasm came for her as well and she let out delighted choked sounds as she came and her body shuddered. It was as if Jennie had waited for her girlfriend's orgasm before dying because shortly afterwards she went through the last convulsions. Seeing her girlfriend in the throes of death seemed to have an effect on Imogen. Her orgasm never quite ended. It just went on and on as she watched Jenny's death. Imogen survived her girlfriend, but only by a few seconds because the length of the orgasm had quickly drained her and soon enough both girlfriends were still in their nooses.

"Another victory for good! Bring me the wicked leader of the witches!" Egon said.

"Ohhh, non! This cruelty must end!" Sadie said in her French accent.

She was so close to death, but she managed to stay in character and felt a surge of pride. She had let her thoughts wander as she watched the other girls hang, but there was no more of that now. This was the end for her as well. She was incredibly scared of course. There would be pain and then the end. She knew she could use the word "hell" and put a stop to this. This event had already saved her town. The audience had seen the hangings they had paid for and she would still be appreciated in town, if she backed out now. She would be a minor celebrity with all kinds of ways of cashing in. It would have been so easy. Just one word and she'd live. Still, she was forced to walk up the stairs and only pretended to resist.

"Sinner, will you confess your crimes against our Lord? Will you cleanse your soul before you are executed?" Egon asked.

Sadie looked up at the noose, dangling ominously over her head, and then out over the audience.

"I know it will not end with me!" Sadie began. "You will find more women and falsely accuse them of witchcraft and hang them as well! You might very well hang another seven women next fall." Sadie said.

Sadie was speaking in character and out of character at once. There were more witch trials after the first one and more women were executed, but she was also speaking to the audience. She was promising more hangings and she knew that Wiltshire Falls would deliver. Dana and Lana both looked besides themselves from excitement and Sadie had a strong feeling they both might hang next year. Of course, she would never know. All that was left in her life now was the noose.

"Ohh, please spare me from this!" Sadie cried out as the noose was placed around her neck.

A part of her meant it. She really did fear the losing her life and she still had the option of saying the words "Hell" and ending the play. She would be free to go back to her old life, but she couldn't get the word out. The noose was placed around her neck and just feeling the rope against her bare skin sent a shiver of excitement through her. There was no way she could walk away from this. She wanted the noose to lift her up and give her the kind of ecstasy only a final, fatal dance in the noose could give.

"Hang the last witch!" Egon proclaimed.

Sadie felt the noose tighten and lift her up and just like that her last chance of surviving the night was gone. It filled her with instant panic and she started to kick and struggle. Then she managed to calm herself down a little and stopped struggling so much. She wanted to make this last. These were after all the last few minutes of her life and hopefully the most exciting minutes as well. Sadie fought for breath of course, but all she could manage was short, raspy breathes, providing her with almost no air at all. It was enough to make this last for a bit, but she wouldn't survive in the long run.

"Dance your last dance, witch!" Lana shouted.

Sadie felt her lungs starting to burn and her pussy starting to heat up in the best way possible. Time seemed to slow down and the rest of the world dropped away from her. Only the almost physical intensity of all the eyes and cameras glued to her skin and watching her every move rushed in on her. The rope was tight around her neck and would have left a rope burn had she been taken down, but that would of course never happen. She felt horribly uncomfortable, yet extremely aroused. Her instinct to breathe was strong and she desperately tried, but didn't have much success. She wondered, could she actually smell the meat cooking from the other girls? Or was she just starting to hallucinate? Sadie didn't really know, but it didn't matter. No matter what, she knew that the other girls were already meat and soon she would be as well. Soon enough the townsfolk and the tourists would feast on her meat and that just brought her immense and intense joy. The thought of it was enough to bring her to orgasm. She let out a gurgling, choking moan as she came. It was almost overwhelming and she nearly lost consciousness. She knew if that happened she would never wake up again so she tried her best to stay awake, to stay alive. Her mind was starting to become fuzzy and confused. The world around her started to fade away more and more and all she felt was the rope around her neck, the burning in her lungs and another orgasm approaching. She knew it would kill her, but she welcomed it. Cheering from the audience was getting louder and it filled her with joy to know how much pleasure her suffering brought the audience. The second orgasm hit with an intensity that blew every other orgasm in her life away. It filled her with complete and utter bliss, a transcendent feeling of fulfillment and happiness, a true and deep sense of being fully alive and then it ended her life.

**

Mayor Jack Carbonnier was incredibly torn between three separate feelings. He felt pride in his daughter who he had just seen giving her life for this town. Sadie had found the perfect idea to bring in tourism and then given literally everything she could give, her life, in order to bring the idea to fruition. He had not liked it at first when she mentioned her idea. In fact, he had forbidden her from doing anything that would even risk her life. But she had been stubborn. She had fought for what she believed in and not given in. They discussed a lot of arguments, but ultimately it came down to one thing. Sadie said that nothing could ever make her happier than giving her life in the noose, and who was he to deny her happiness?

The second feeling was sadness. He would miss her tremendously and so would her sisters. But together they would cope with the loss, even as he watched them suddenly with a very confusing mix of feelings. It really helped to know that this was what Sadie had wanted and that her memory would live on forever as one of the women who saved the town.

Last, but not least there was another feeling as well. It made no sense and was not something he had ever expected. He had thought he was a fairly normal man, but now he had found that the decadent display of all those girls hanging to death had turned him on. Seeing a cute, young girl gasp her last breaths in the noose was incredibly erotic and beautiful. Sure, horrifying as well, but that feeling was not as strong as the arousal. He had not been all that happy about bringing in people who enjoyed snuff entertainment as tourists. Sure, they had money to spend, but he had not liked the idea at all. But times were desperate for Wiltshire Falls so things had moved forward. Not only had he met and talked to many of these people and found out that they were friendly, polite and ordinary. Now Jack Carbonnier had also discovered that he was, pretty much, one of them. He wanted to see more snuff entertainment and started to wonder if the town could repeat this performance next year with a new cast of witches. He had a feeling there would be volunteers.

**

Dana stood on stage with the other still living cast members and basked in the applause from the audience. Sure, she knew that the applause was mostly meant for the girls who had been hanged, but it was still nice to get some appreciation. She was pretty envious of the seven girls who had been the stars of the show. They were the ones who would be remembered. The whole thing with live hangings had happened so quickly. Sadie Carbonnier had recruited the girls and then quickly moved on with this cast. Dana sort of wished that she had been asked, but on the other hand she would have said no at that time. It was about hanging to death after all and that just wasn't something that Dana could have committed to just like that. Things were different now though. Dana had seen just how powerful, beautiful and erotic an air dance could be. It wasn't something to fear, it was something to long for. Dana decided that not only was she going to dance next year, she was also going to make sure that she recruited the required six girl to make it a historically accurate seven. She had a feeling that this was just the beginning of a very beloved tradition for her lovely little home town.