## Archive-name: crazed_man

From: anon3a9c@nyx10.cs.du.edu (Damien)

Subject: ST: M solo, hanging, no sex: Getting an Adjustment

Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories,alt.sex.bondage,alt.sex.asphyx,alt.sex.stories.bondage

This story is fiction. Any resemblance to actual individuals, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

Posted by permission of the author.

This story is for the erotic enjoyment of open-minded adults who
might enjoy reading it. If you are under the age of 18, don't read
this -- read some less explicit story.

* * * WARNING! * * *

[The following warning cribbed from one of Sarge's]
Don't try this at home. And if you _think_ you'd like to experiment
with asphyxia as a sex aid, at least read the alt.sex.bondage FAQ and
Ol Sarge's Breath Control FAQ first!!!

DO NOT, DO NOT try this kind of activity by yourself!! About 200 people
DIE in America each year doing this sort of thing -- people who had no
idea of how dangerous this activity is, and who had no intention of
dying. People who took very careful precautions, but died regardless.
* * * WARNING! * * *

Note: Flames cheerfully ignored. Other stories about breath
control/asphyxia wanted.

by Johnny

I have been in a minor car accident that has left me with a stiff neck, so I pay a visit to a chiropractor that a friend has recommended. I'm shown into a room with various equipment, told to undress and wait for the doctor. The doctor and his assistant enter the room and proceed to examine me, asking to bend this way and that. I feel a little embarrassed to be naked in front of these strangers and to feel their warm soft touch all over my body. I try to remain detached. The doctor announces that I need cervical traction treatment and motions me over to a large strange machine against the wall. He turns me to face away from the machine, and then positions me underneath a leather collar. His assistant flips a lever and then spins a hand wheel to lower the collar down to me. She fastens the collar tightly around my neck and then spins the wheel a few turns to take out the slack.
"Have you ever had the treatment before?" asks the doctor. When I reply that I haven't he explains that while the procedure is somewhat strenuous, it usually results in a great release of tension.
He takes hold of the hand wheel himself and begins to turn it slowly. Slowly the collar takes me around the neck and draws me upward. Soon I am on my tiptoes, having my breath choked out of me. He nods to his assistant, and she steps behind me to hold my wrists behind me. To my bewilderment and alarm, I realize that my cock has started to swell into a strong erection. With a throbbing it rises to point upward.
"This is a natural organic reaction to the treatment, so you shouldn't be alarmed if you start to feel any curious sensations," the doctor explains, as he continues to hoist me by the neck. I can feel my neck stretching as I am gradually suspended. The blood pounds in my head. Then I feel my toes slip across the floor as I leave the ground. I hang there by the neck, feeling frantically helpless. My cock has swollen to the point of being painfully stiff; the head looks like a shiny purple plum. I feel a tingling at the base of my spine, a delicious sensation that grows with each throb of my cock. I start to kick weakly as dizziness overtakes me. My orgasm arrives and my whole body quivers as I spurt. Sperm arches out from my jerking cock to splatter the cold floor. My feet flutter and my hips rock forward in involuntary pelvic thrusts. As I pass out, the tension in my body is washed away by my unconscious relaxation. As I hang limply in the collar, the vertebrae in my neck pop like cracking knuckles.
"Ah, hear that? Perfect!" declares the doctor. "And such a forceful release of tension," adds his assistant, "I'm sure he was impressed with the sensation! As they talk they lower me downward to the floor, open the collar, and carry me over to the table to recover.

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Path: bull.hkstar.net!hk.linkage.net!news.hk.net!news.hk.gin.net!news-tokyo.gsl.net!news.gsl.net!flagship.gsl.net!news.gsl.net!news-res.gsl.net!news.gsl.net!usenet.eel.ufl.edu!spool.mu.edu!noc.nyx.net!nyx10.cs.du.edu!not-for-mail From: anon3a9c@nyx10.cs.du.edu (Damien) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories,alt.sex.bondage,alt.sex.asphyx,alt.sex.stories.bondage Subject: ST: Mmm/snuff/hanging/torture: Crazed Man Date: 29 Jul 1996 11:17:00 -0600 Organization: Just hanging around Lines: 256 Message-ID: <4tirmd$ors@nyx10.cs.du.edu> NNTP-Posting-Host: nyx10.nyx.net Keywords: hanging, strangulation, breath control, torture(mild) Xref: bull.hkstar.net alt.sex.stories:151180 alt.sex.bondage:190361 alt.sex.asphyx:1500 alt.sex.stories.bondage:186

This story is fiction. Any resemblance to actual individuals, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

Posted by permission of the author.

This story is for the erotic enjoyment of open-minded adults who
might enjoy reading it. If you are under the age of 18, don't read
this -- read some less explicit story.

This story contains extremely strong hardcore stuff, including
graphic depictions of sex and murder. Don't read any further if this
bothers you.

This story does not represent any desire on my part to do any of the
illegal acts I described. I just like to write and read about such
things.

* * * WARNING! * * *

[The following warning cribbed from one of Sarge's]
Don't try this at home. And if you _think_ you'd like to experiment
with asphyxia as a sex aid, at least read the alt.sex.bondage FAQ and
Ol Sarge's Breath Control FAQ first!!!

DO NOT, DO NOT try this kind of activity by yourself!! About 200 people
DIE in America each year doing this sort of thing -- people who had no
idea of how dangerous this activity is, and who had no intention of
dying. People who took very careful precautions, but died regardless.
* * * WARNING! * * *

Note: Flames cheerfully ignored. Other stories about breath
control/asphyxia wanted.

Joe was a nice guy by day. A teacher by profession, he was helpful to students and really enjoyed their company. His neighbours knew that Joe helped students with their homework in the evenings and the parents knew that if Joe was with their sons or daughters outside of classroom hours, it was perfectly safe and actually beneficial. Joe was a cub scout leader and enjoyed the thrill of going into the wilderness with his pack of cubs on hikes and for short weekend camps.

To look at the man, he looked like a gentle and kindly man - not too tall. He was just 5' 11", was really quite hairy all over with his arms really showing it. His facial hair consisted of a moustache but he never wore a beard.

Joe was the one to refer the troubled teenager to. He even took some of them in to temporarily live with them. He helped the police search for a few who had run away after staying in his house (or at least the community thought they had run away). That was until Jimmy escaped from Joe's house and ran to the police station naked with rope burns around his neck. The story Jimmy told was reported in many newspapers so this is not news to most readers. However, some of the graphic details are included here which could not appear in the newspapers.

Jimmy reported that he had been visiting with Joe for help with his science project over the last three months. This was a project for his grade 12 physics and it was really important to Jimmy that he do well as it made a difference about his college acceptance. Jimmy was dark haired, slight in build, and had dark complexion. His eyes were almost black and he just looked much younger than his 17 years. His chest was starting to show the tell-tale signs of a future bush growing there - he was as Italian as if he had been born in Italy.

Joe had had Ron living with him as Ron had run away from home three times the previous year. At his parent's request, Joe had taken him in. Ron was 18, lithe, blond curly long hair with the most dazzling brown eyes one could imagine. He was just 5'11" and strong muscled. Joe had made Ron settle down somewhat.

Jimmy reported that Joe got angry at Ron for being late coming home one night and had asked Jimmy to help him discipline Ron. While Joe tied Ron's arms behind his back, he had Jimmy hold a gun on Ron. Once his arms were tied and a blindfold was put on Ron, Joe cut off Ron's clothes with a knife and tied Ron into a big sling. Then Joe gagged Ron so he could not make a noise and removed the blindfold. He showed Ron the knife and let Ron watch as he cut pieces of flesh from his nipples, and his groin, right at the base of his cock. He could see Ron getting hard and excited while at the same time fearful and trying to scream. Joe had inserted a gag into Ron's mouth though so the scream was muzzled.

Joe asked Jimmy to insert his wrist up Ron's anus and manipulate the insides. Ron was going wild with grimaces. In the meantime, Joe was setting up a stool with a rope hanging from a beam over the stool. He told Ron that if he did not behave the punishment would be repeated and it would go further. He then released Ron and told Ron to not say anything for the punishment would be lasting the next time.

Well, the next time Jimmy went over to Joe's house, Ron was late again coming home. This time, when he walked in the door, Joe informed Jimmy that he Jimmy was going to hang Ron in an hour and that if he informed, he would have to face the death penalty himself. Jimmy knew he had to do it. Ron was taken down to the basement and stripped and put into a cell. Ron was given a pad on which he was told he could write anything he wanted to BUT it must be done in an hour. Ron knew that Joe meant what he said and he was shaking like a leaf.

At about 15 minutes before the hour was up, Joe arrived at the cell with handcuffs and told Ron to take a shower. After a few minutes, Joe fixed Ron's arms behind his back and made him bend over while he cleaned out his anus several times. Ron shuddered even though the water was warm. Ron knew why this was being done BUT he also hated the humiliation of it all. He was led back to the cell where the arms were freed of their trappings.

Ron had seen Joe carry this punishment out on Tom, who had been one of Joe's students the year before. Joe then allowed Ron to order some food which would come from a delivery service. Ron decided he wanted Pizza but when it came he could not eat for he was shaking so. Joe put on his vestments and administered communion, confession, and last rights and then trussed Ron's arms behind his back. He then pushed Ron out of the cell and up onto the stool while Jimmy who stood there naked, except for a black hood which had eye holes cut out of it, placed the noose around Ron's neck after placing a leather belt around Ron's ankles. Ron could feel the rope tighten as Jimmy adjusted it - according to Joe's instructions so that the knot was under the left ear. Ron could not control his eyes which were crazed looking and he wiggled trying to get free of the rope.

It was hard to make the adjustments around the neck because by this time, Ron was shaking so he could not get the rope into position let alone get the leather strap around the ankles tight. Joe stepped up to Ron and asked him if he had any last words. Ron shook his head knowing that no matter what he said he would be dead soon.

Then the terror started. Joe stepped up and he also was naked. He pulled Ron's tongue out and cut it off. He then cut a strip of flesh out of Ron's abdomen and thrust the knife up his anus. As Ron screamed, the knife did not stop. Finally Joe gave Jimmy the nod and Jimmy kicked the stool out from under Ron.

Ron looked like he was about to pass out but he could still feel the thrusts of the knife as it entered his rectum. His feet moved violently trying to find somewhere to get his weight off his neck and his arms twisted in a vain attempt to get the hands up to his neck which was now aching with his whole weight on it. He needed air and his lungs were hurting too.

The screams had turned to gurgles as it was evident that he could not get a breath anymore. His cock hardened and he shot his load and as soon as he started to shoot, Joe cut off his cock and pried open Ron's mouth and stuck the cock into his mouth. That was the last thing he felt. He knew he no longer wished to live as without a cock to play with the guys it would be a worthless life. Ron died quickly, his muscles spasming quite a bit as he did so. Finally the tell tale sphincter muscle let go and although he had been cleaned out, there was still some mess released.

Jimmy helped Joe clean up and place Ron's body under the basement floor in a vault. Jimmy could see four or five other decomposed bodies there. One still had some flesh on it and Jimmy could see that it was another young man who had been thought to run away.

His own experience had come because he threatened Joe by asking to see the body of Ron again about a week after the hanging. He was anxious to see how fast the skin and flesh was decaying. He wondered if the cock would still be hanging out of Ron's mouth like a cigar. Joe did not like Jimmy asking and saw Jimmy as a threat so he permitted Jimmy to open the vault but while he was doing so, he grabbed Jimmy's arms and slapped the cuffs on him. Then Joe cut off Jimmy's clothes and this time did not give Jimmy the hour or the warning - he just immediately put a blindfold on Jimmy and led him to the gallows. The rope was quickly fastened around Jimmy's neck and the chair on which Jimmy was standing was kicked out from under him.

Jimmy was surprised that it was all going so fast. He had not had time to think about his own demise but had imagined it in his wet dreams through the previous week. His cock shot up to full mast immediately and he could feel Joe's tongue on it as he shot. Then there was no feeling. He woke up on the floor laying there with no one else around.

The story as it was pieced together made Jimmy feel lucky. The rope had broken and Joe had gone to get some more rope while leaving Jimmy laying on the floor. If Joe had stayed it is doubtful that Jimmy would have been able to break loose and run because he would have been disoriented and Joe would have had control.

Well, of course the community came down hard on Joe. They wanted him hanged himself and since that was the method for execution in the state, the sentence was passed with undue haste. Thus, there Joe sat in his cell waiting execution on the last day when the last visitor he had from outside was a newspaper man whom he had befriended. The man asked what it felt like now that the roles were reversed. Joe said that he had always thought about the prospect and he was glad it was going to happen soon. The meal came while they were talking and it was clear that Joe had lost his appetite - a tell-tale sign which is prevalent amongst convicted criminals.

After the nespaper reported left, Joe was taken to the showers and prepared for execution. His anus was stuffed with cotton and he was given clean jeans and a white shirt, no underwear or socks to put on.

Then for the next hour the chaplain conducted mass and administered the last rights after which the warden appeared and asked Joe to stand. Joe did so and the warden started reading from a long document which was the formal sentence and orders for the execution and asked Joe if he wished to say any last thing. Since Joe did not, the warden nodded and the guards unlocked the holding cell door and quickly strapped Joe,s arms behind him and around the waist. They then grouped around Joe and pushed him out of the cell and down the green carpet in his bare feet.

Joe could see the shadow of the gallows in front of him before he could actually see the dark-robed and hooded guy standing next to the rope. The procession stopped at the bottom of the gallows and Joe was offered the opportunity as best he could to shake hands with the victim's fathers, the police chief, and the judge and then Joe was shoved to the bottom of the ladder which he had difficulty climbing with his arms strapped so tightly back of him.

At the top of the ladder, the executioner roughly placed Joe on the chalked X and quickly strapped his ankles together really tightly. Joe hardly felt it but suddenly he was in darkness as the hood was placed over his head and the rope was adjusted. Then quickly the drop occurred - all in a matter of 30 seconds from the time he arrived at the top of the ladder. Joe's body shook the whole gallows as it writhed in denial of the end but the witnesses could see the slowly decreasing struggle, the wet spot on the front of the jeans when it was all over, and the hearse driving into the old shed to take the body out.

The next day some of the witnesses described the great spasms which occurred when Joe blew his wad just before the wet spot occurred on his jeans. They could see that happening but the newspaper could not report to the public the most complete orgasm that Joe could ever have had.

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