MY HANGING IN THE BARN

BY VAUXHALL

Hi I`m Alice, I am 12 years old and I am living in the country side of France.

My biggest interest is to dress myself to be a lady with Stockings - garterbelt and pumps with heels that high, that I can hardly walk around. In my mama`s wardrobe I found a beautiful thin dress of silk, with flowers, and so thin that I could look quite through it.

I also found a white garterbelt and thin darkbrown shiny stockings...and ending up on two high heels,- my feeling of being a lady was almost complete.

Being alone the whole day gave me the courage to sit at mama`s dressing room putting mascara on my eyelashes...and painting my lips deep red with mama`s lipstick.

My lips are quite big like mama`s, and they are teasing me by my fat lips at school, but mama tells me not to worry, and I kind of like my lips myself, especially with lipstick on.

My favourite time in bed is when mama is reading the story about poor Esmeralda who was hanged in the gallows before a big church in Paris.

I am always imagening myself in Esmeraldas place, standing on a small stool, with a thick rope around my long slender neck, ready to be hanged by my neck, when the priest kicks away the stool underneath my feet.

I always get a funny feeling between my legs when I am laying in my bed half dreaming about poor Esmeralda, - and today I will hang myself in the gallows just like her.

First I take the big, tall mirror off the wall and place it in the barn, leaning towards the wooden wall so I can watch myself hang from the noose, pretending to be Esmeralda, then I place a small milking stool under one of the thick rafts, holding the roof, then I find a hemprope.. smelling of tar, cobwebs are hanging on it so I brush the rope with my hands and tie a hangmans knot on the rope. Being a good girl scout for two years, I don`t find it difficult at all.

Now i found some smaller rope to tie around my wrists and ankles, and with the rope I return to the stool. Standing on the stool I throw the thick hemprope around the raft, I am stepping down some time to adjust the mirror so I can watch myself being hanged in the dreadly crusial noose.

With all set, I finally step up on the stool, I tie my ankles with a good lengh of thin hemprope, then I reach for the thick hangmans noose, and place it so the knots is right behind my right ear, just like Esmeralda.

Then I yank the the rope so I have to stand tiptoe in mama`s high heeled pumps, I tie the rope to a bar just next to the stool where I am standing.

Now I tie my hands behind my bag with a lengh of thin hemprope..it is not easy but by making two small nooses and twisting my arms around a couple of times I am ready to be hanged like Esmeralda.

The sun shines through the big open barn door, and in the tall mirror placed at the barn wall, I can se my long thin legs, covered with mama`s dark shining stockings, and her beatiful black suede pumps around my feet, my ankles are tied tight together and I have to stand on my tiptoes for being able to breeth.

With small steps on the stool I turn around and watch myself, - on tiptoes with my hands tied behind my back, and with the thick noose around my long slender neck, ready to be hanged.

The wonderful feeling between my legs makes me twist my legs together, so that the feeling increases and make my whole body ahiver with lust and desire, I am deeply aroused by my own picture in the mirror, I am looking at Esmeralda in a thin dress, standing on tiptoe on a milking stool, in a pair of high heeled shoes with hand and ankles tied firmly together, and with a thick hangmans noose around the long slender neck.

The feeling of standing on the stool waiting for being hanged feels so wonderful that I now will step off the stool in order to be hanged for my sins while the crowd, standing beneath tha gallows will watch me getting hanged while feeling sorry for me, Esmeralda.

With a kick by my bound feet I kicked away the stool ...and immidiatly the noose around my neck went taut and snapped my breath, my head feels like it is going to explode, the noise in my ears sound like a train passes by inside my head, my body spins around in small circles, and my eyes catches my picture in the mirror, I can see my long slender neck with the noose turning my head to the left side, I can see my big ruby red mouth, open like a fish, gasping for air, and I can see my long thin legs covered in darkbrown shiny stockings, my tiny ankles tied together, and my feet in the shoes pointing useless towards the ground with no possibility to reach it.

The feeling between my legs suddently explodes to the most wonderful feeling I never have felt before, the spasms goes on and on, and I don`t know what is happening to me, but the feeling inside never me seem to stop, I am very aroused by looking at myself in the mirror, hanging by my thin long neck in the thick noose, turning slowly around and around gasping for air. My vision is now blurred, darkness creep in on me, and the pain in my neck in incredible, my face in the mirror is deep red, like my lipstic painted, wide open mouth.

I am full of panic now, I had no intention to die, only to put myself in the place of poor Esmeralde, I now realise what she went through and I am feeling so sorry for her...and for me...

I woke up in my bed.... alive, with a sore throat, looking into the worried eyes of my dear mama, promising her never to do a thing like this anymore.