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Subject: {ASSM} Hanging Jill by Laura Lynn Davis, F/F Execution
Date: Tue, 15 Jan 2002 23:10:01 -0500
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Hanging Jill by Laura Lynn Davis, F/F Execution
Copyright 2002

	Jill Newkirk was still sobbing as the corrections officer led her back to 
her cell.  It was understandable.  Jill, at nineteen, was the youngest woman 
sentenced to death under the new, tougher laws designed to curb drunken 
driving.  The corrections officer was a cynical woman in her thirties but 
even she had been shocked to hear Judge Jackson read the sentence.

	Jill was a first-offender and normally would have gotten no more than a 
year at hard labor.  She'd have spent a year in one of the new prisons up 
the coast, working nude in a quarry, breaking rocks with a nine-pound sledge 
hammer.  She'd have shivered in the winter and burned in the summer but 
she'd have come out of prison fit and muscular and ready to rejoin society.

	Instead, because three of her friends had burned to death in the wreckage 
of her car, she had been sentenced to death.  Jill would be go to the 
gallows the following day.  The guard looked at Jill and shook her head.  
What a waste!  The pretty blonde would die an agonizing death for what a few 
years earlier might have netted just a slap on the wrist.

	Jill stood, sobbing quietly, as the officer cut her jumpsuit off.  
Officially, once a sentence of death was handed down, the prisoner was 
considered 'dead' by the state and had no rights.  Not even the right to be 
clothed.  Jill entered her cell and pushed back against the bars while the 
handcuffs were removed.  Then she retreated to the corner of the cell where 
she wrapped her arms around her drawn up legs, her chin resting on her 
knees.

	She had refused a last visit from her family.  She couldn't bear the 
humiliation of having them see her nude.  It was bad enough that they, and 
everyone else with a televsion, would see her go to the gallows naked.  Jill 
had always been very modest and being seen naked was almost worse than 
dying.  She stared off into space, wishing that she'd given in to her 
boyfriend's repeated attempts to get her into bed.

	An hour passed and Jill began to inspect her body.  She'd never paid much 
attention to it in the past.  Oh, she'd exercised and had tried to eat 
right, but she never really *looked* at herself.  She knew she was pretty 
but took no pride in it.  Her looks were just luck.  Now she examined her 
fingers, noting how marvelous the articulation of her joints was when you 
really looked.  She stretched out her long, coltish legs, noting the beauty 
of her slim, firm thighs.

	She examined her knees, noting the scratch on her left knee that would 
never have a chance to heal.  She decided that her knees were really very 
neat.  She twisted her foot and wiggled her toes.  And then she realized 
that in twelve hours this marvelous body would be just so much dead meat, 
awaiting disposal with the other garbage.  The thought made her very sad.

	She cupped her small, firm tits in a familiar way and teased her nipples 
erect.  She might die a virgin but she knew how to please herself and she 
vowed she'd have a least three or four orgasms before dawn.  She eased 
herself up onto her pretty knees and squeezed her breasts as tight as she 
could, moaning softly.  One hand slid down across her belly, between her 
legs.  She spread her labia and slipped on finger into her tight, virgin 
cunt.  She wished briefly that she'd taken the time to examine her sex in a 
mirror.  She'd always been curious about just what her vulva looked like but 
she'd never taken the time to satisfy her curiousity.  Now it was too late.

	She began to whimper as she teased her clit with the tip of her forefinger. 
  At the same time, she grabbed her left nipple and squeezed as hard as she 
could, pulling it down and way, whimpering as the pain lanced thought her.  
Pleasure and pain, that was the combination that energized her, made all of 
her nerve endings tingle.  As her orgasm swept over her she moaned and 
wondered if they'd let her masturbate on the gallows before she hanged.

	Despite her determination to stay awake she fell into a fitful sleep after 
masturbating a second time.  She awoke with a start when she heard a tap on 
the bars.  "Come on, Jill.  It's time."

	The guards were all young, all female, five of them.  They cuffed her 
wrists behind her back and shackled her ankles.  A strap was passed around 
her arms, just above her elbows, and pulled tight, pinning her elbows 
together.  She whimpered in pain as the straped was secured.

	She was taken to the prep room where she was given an enema.  Her bonds 
remained on and weren't even loosened.  Two guards carried her to the toilet 
and sat her down.  She blushed in shame as she voided her bowels with an 
explosive rush.  She'd been given a diuretic with her last meal and she 
urinated for the last time.  They cleaned her off and combed her hair.

	One of the guards, a girl just year older than Jill, asked if she had any 
last request.  Jill blushed and whispered her request.  The guard turned to 
her fellow guards and asked them to leave the room for a moment.  Then she 
turned to Jill and said, "I can't release you to masturbate but if you're 
willing I'll masturbate you."

	Jill, blushing in shame, whispered, "Please, would you mind?"

	The guard smiled and shook her head. "No, not at all."  She kissed the 
doomed girl softly and fondled her tits for a moment.  When Jill's nipples 
were hard and pointy the guard slipped one hand between Jill's legs and 
began to masturbate her.  Jill's eyes widened in surprise when the guard's 
other hand slid down over her buttocks and she felt the tip of the guard's 
finger touch her anus.

	"OH!  Oh my GOD!  OH!  Oh, yes!  Oh, yes!  In my ass!  Please push it into 
my ass!  OH!  MY!  GOD!"  The guard pushed her finger into Jill's anus, 
triggering an intense orgasm!  The most satisfying of her life!  Afterward, 
with tears streaming down her face, Jill whispered, "Thank you.  I wish we'd 
met before...."

	The guard summoned the others and then they walked Jill down the hall, out 
into the courtyard, and across to the gallows where she would die.  Her 
intention had been to mount the steps bravely and die with dignity.  But she 
began to sob and beg as she put her foot on the first step.  "NO!   PLEASE 
NO!  You can't kill me!  Oh my God, no!"  She struggled, crying and 
screaming, as the guards carried her up the stairs to the platform where she 
continued to struggle until the same guard who'd just masturbated her drove 
her baton into Jill's belly.  Jill sank to her knees, gasping for breath, 
while the noose was put in place and adjusted.

	She was dragged erect and the rope was drawn tight and tied off.  There was 
no slack.  When the trap door opened Jill would drop no more than six 
inches.  There would be no quick death from a broken neck for her.

	The shackles were removed from her ankles.  She stood there, weeping, while 
the warden read her death warrant.  When the warden asked if she had any 
last words she shrugged and seemed to regain her dignity.  "No, go ahead and 
kill me."

	The mother of one of the girls that had died in the accident pushed the 
lever that released the trap door.  Jill dropped six inches and then began 
to kick as the rope tightened around her slender neck, cutting off her air.  
Her breasts bounced as she twisted and kicked.  Her nipples were hard, her 
breasts tight.  As her body turned she saw the young guard staring at her in 
horrified fascination.  Neither knew that the pretty guard would kick her 
life away on the same gallows three months later.

	Jill's swollen tongue crept out of her mouth.  Her lungs labored in vain 
for a last breath.  Her eyes began to bulge out of her head from the 
internal pressure.  Her long beautiful legs kicked one last time and then, 
suddenly, the rope broke and Jill dropped to the ground.

	The pretty guard, Katlin, rushed forward, removed the noose, and applied 
CPR until Jill was breathing on her own.  Jill was taken to the prison 
hospital where her broken right leg was set.  She remained in the prison 
hospital while the lawyers argued her fate.  Her fate hinged on the original 
sentence that ".... you be hanged by the neck until you are dead."

	The prosecution argued that since she wasn't dead she clearly needed to be 
hanged again.  The defense argued that had been dead when she hit the 
ground.  "The fact that Jill Newkirk was revived by a guard is not her 
fault.  She went to the gallows and she was hanged.  She was clinically dead 
when she hit the ground.  Therefore the sentence of the court had been 
carried out."

	Kaitlin testifed that Jill had not been breathing when she removed the 
noose from around her neck.  The judge deliberated for three days before 
renderng his verdict.  Jill Newkirk would go to the gallows again.

	That night, Kaitlin slipped into the prison ward and gave Jill the bad 
news.  She stripped her uniform off and climbed into bed with the doomed 
girl.  After an hour of passionate sex, Jill sat up in bed and smiled while 
Kaitlin strangled her with a length of rawhide.

	Three months later Kaitlin went to the gallows with a smile on her face 
after being convicted of murdering Jill.  She was smiling because she knew 
Jill would be waiting for her on the other side.

The End


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