By Louetta

My experience of self hanging. Originally, I wrote this in the
style of the last chapter of Ulysses. That is there is no
punctuation. Drives some people crazy. But the end works better
as a kind of stream of consciousness thing.

But some people won't read it that way so here it is regular.

DON'T TRY THIS AT HOME



First there is the glorious experience of slowly taking my
clothes off. Everything except my ankle bracelet. Though it is
chilly at least I am out of the wind.

Now I must be bound. I'm going to do it myself. with my ankles
first and then my knees and then a rope around my stomach to
anchor my wrists to when they are tied behind my back. A rope
under my boobs and then crosswise in between them a few times.
Then under my arms and across my chest. Now the rope that will
bind my wrists behind me is tied to one wrist so it will not get
lost. Finally the noose goes around my neck and under my hair
with the knot snug behind my left ear. At this stage the erotic
effect of being bound naked and helpless outweighs my fear of the
noose.

But now my hands must be tied firmly behind my back which is the
point of no return. And then they are tied to my stomach rope and
I am as helpless as I can manage. Slowly the feeling of the bite
of the noose against my neck awakens somewhere inside me the fear
of what is about to happen. I am left standing there for a long
time feeling terrified but all the time enjoying the coolness of
the air against my naked body and the feeling of the ropes.
Inside me the feeling of helplessness and the anticipation, and
the bite of the ropes that bind me against my bare skin,
reminding me of my vulnerability.

I begin to feel the warmth in my breasts and the cold air and my
horniness make my nipples so hard they hurt. I feel the dampness
between my legs and my chest heaves with the quickening of my
breathing and I feel the butterflies in my belly, in fact the
trembling of my whole body betrayed by a touch of sweat under
each arm.

And then slowly it begins and I take the first small steps that
tighten the noose against my throat. I am frightened and unable
to hide and unable to run away and I try to confront my fear as
it wells up inside me. with the noose biting cruelly into the
soft white skin of my neck I must struggle for air that comes
only in short gasps. The struggling and the weight of my body
only tighten the noose around my neck.

I feel a burning sensation in my throat as the rope squeezes my
windpipe shut and I realize now there is no air at all. Slowly
the pain spreads down my limbs through my body as I struggle for
oxygen but none comes and the rope is slowly squeezing the life
out of my body. Every naked inch of me screams in pain and I
struggle desperately and strain at the ropes that bind me
helplessly.

Then slowly I become aware of the need inside my body and harken
to the familiar tingle in my boobs and the tightness in my groin.
I feel the wetness of my pussy and slowly ever so gradually the
little fire lit in my body takes me through the low door in the
wall. That little fire grows into the burning need inside that
will make me cum even though meanwhile I am still strangling.

Lack of air dulls my senses and sight and sound disappear as my
mind gets fuzzy and I pass into this sort of a tunnel where there
is nothing else. I relax into it while the hot feeling between my
legs takes me further and further into the welcome state of bliss
when every inch of me tingles. I can not help it but my hips
surge forward and my cunt is wet and aching and my breasts are
flushed and hot. My nipples are so hard they hurt and then my
whole body trembles and I surrender to the glorious sensations of
cumming.


I cross the line into the wonderful world of my own body and I
pass into that heavenly place where all I can feel is me. And
once and again and again and again time stands still and the only
things that exist are my cunt and my tits and the hot hollow in
my groin that explodes in the wondrous act of cumming. And for a
time I drift just outside of the regular world as my orgasm takes
me briefly to another.

And finally the heaving of my hips subsides as sexual fulfillment
succumbs again to the pain of the noose and the approaching
blackness. Finally my naked body shakes involuntarily and my hips
and bare ass quiver. Exhausted and out of air I hang limply
surrendering myself to the end that will surely came unless I
step back just in the nick of time. Eager to save my own life I
step back once and then again and try to breath once and try to
breath again.

Slowly the pain in every limb and every fiber begins to subside.
Then its over and I slowly come gently back to earth and after
awhile I untie myself and collapse into a warm fuzzy heap. I
forget about my body causing me all that pain and thank it for
providing me with all that pleasure and I thank God he made me a
girl. 


  
Later On - My Hanging - Non Ulysses Version