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Occasionally the prisoner’s neck is broken, but the idea that a broken neck causes instantaneous death on the gallows is a myth. You can tell the neck is broken because there are no major convulsions, but there is severe twitching and palpitating in the body and the hanging woman’s head rolls back and forth, sometimes blood coming from her mouth as she bites her tongue. I have seen this go on for six or seven minutes before death occurs. Usually, however, the drop does not break the neck, and death is by strangulation. After asian the drop the condemned woman usually kicks wildly on air for several minutes, which of course has the effect of making her swing freely like a pendulum, back and forth, the rope creaking. With the swinging of her body and the heaving of her chest as she tries to draw breath, her breasts jiggle and bounce enticingly. She teen writhes and twirls at the end of the rope, bobbing and gasping, eyes goggling in her head. Most hanged women attempt to do the “bunny hop,” trying to jump or draw themselves upward to take a little of the pressure off the noose and perhaps draw a gasp or two of air, and occasionally they succeed, although the resulting slight downward drop cinches the noose still tighter around their necks. Very occasionally a hanged woman is able to twist herself around and actually get her toes or feet back up on the block for a few seconds. In that case the guards, who have by now come down from the block and are standing on either side of it in order to prevent that very thing, push her feet off and set her swinging again. Generally speaking, although not always, the first wild convulsions and kicking dies down after a few minutes, and then comes the awful stretching, as the hanged woman’s toes seem to stretch down and her body arches, as she seeks some kind of floor beneath her to ease the agony of the rope. The swinging subsides somewhat and now she begins to turn more than swing, first to the right and then to the left. One of the most gripping of all experiences is to look into the eyes of a hanged woman who has reached this phase, because you can tell that she is entirely conscious still, suffering beyond imagination, that she knows perfectly well Anime / Cartoon where she is and what is happening to her. Sometimes the prisoner makes small, odd gasping noises, although not always. After the stretching and turning comes the twitching or spasmodic phase, as the body itself begins to die. This is usually marked by the fluttering of the toes, quivering of the breasts, and jerking of the handcuffed wrists behind her back, and often her tongue lolls out of her head, a bright cyanosed blue almost like something out of a cartoon. The official finish is considered to be when bowels and bladder relax in death and a stream of feces and urine is released into a tile trough with drains that runs beneath the gallows. A guard with a hose quickly washes the excrement down the drain and standing on a stool and wearing latex gloves, he cleans the dangling body with an alcohol and disinfectant-soaked wash cloth. At this point death is presumed to have occurred, but in my experience it’s generally about thirty seconds after she shits. You can see the light go out in their eyes, like turning off a lamp. Now, as fascinating as it is watching a naked woman do the Dance of Death, while all of this is going on the guards are not just standing there observing. There are other women who must join their erring sister on the gallows. Once the actual physical struggle of the first executed woman has subsided and she has reached the turning as opposed to swinging stage, I go to cell number two and opens the peephole, the second condemned prisoner is stripped and cuffed and led out onto the platform and up onto the block, and the entire process is repeated. After she has somewhat calmed down on her rope comes cell number three’s turn, and so forth until all of Friday’s batch of condemned women are hanging in the air. It is not unknown, when there are less than five prisoners to be hanged, for all three or four of them to be dangling in a row and still active, or “fidgeting” as the term goes. Now that I have explained the process, I shall begin my tale. Being warden I am privileged with a substantial amount of power over the prisoners, which I must confess I have used for my own pleasure. The doomed women always fascinated me, I found it highly arousing when dealing with women who face certain death. So I used my position and power to build myself a harem of temporary women. I think it’s best I tell you in detail what I’m talking about. I’ve received files on five condemned women whom are all scheduled to dance on the noose. Margie, aged 24, was a “biker gal” and an out and out meth dealer. Julia, aged 28, was a single mother who had tried to make some extra cash selling coke and got the gallows instead, Naima, aged 20, was a tall, elegant looking light-skinned black girl who had the wrong boyfriend and possibly took some satisfaction in the fact that he had already swung in Marion Penitentiary before she kept her own date with the noose. Mei Ling, age unknown but young, was an illegal Chinese immigrant who tried to pay for her entry into America by running some heroin in from the Hong Kong Triads. Finally, there was Audrey, aged thirty-something, a voluptuous former ace TV reporter and anchorwoman who simply wasn’t able to get it through her head that when it came to her personal cocaine habit, no means no and yes, even for media personalities, hang means hang. I reviewed each file carefully and make sure their medical check up comes back clean, I visited each of the women and inform them of the court’s decision and allow them a day to process the news. Then I start my routine. First up was Maggie, she was a blond, her hair was cut short and her body had several intricate biker tattoos, including the standard barbed wire around the bicep. She was a pretty girl but as a dealer dipped into her own stash and now, she Big Tits needed another hit. I arranged it for her, she was brought to the infirmary and administered a similar compound, she was in a euphoric state as she began undressing. As her overall fell I saw her nude body, she had good firm breasts, not huge but very well formed. You name it, and someone in my family probably did it. Another orgasm hit her each time Rebel attempted to pull his knot from her tight cunt mashing her G-spot. She looked up at me and told me that it was very comforting being held like she is loved. I wrapped on the tan door and waited. "I was just wondering how close the two of you are?" But the actual or potential alcoholic, with hardly an exception, Big Tits will be absolutely unable to stop drinking on the basis of self-knowledge. “The only thing she’s good for.” Justin remarked. It was this amazing heaven. “Well ahh… no. Does that sound like fun, or what?" “They’re really grateful and it’s kind of like brewing. Isn't that what he wanted to do when he went back to her room last night? I couldn't hurt dad like that; it wouldn't be fair to him. I groaned, turning my back from my mother as I unbuttoned my blouse. Scarlett mewled softly, Isabelle’s fingers tracing circles around her wonderfully sensitive clit. The shock was wearing off. They sat down on the hard stools and Elsie grimaced. However, if you are willing to recommend them then they will move to the top of the pile.” It felt like the magic of the dildo teen was tearing into her mind. Anything now to get him away from her. Denise quickly blushed and pulled her finger away from her mouth and made a show of brushing some imaginary crumbs from her shirt. "Fuck it weddings make me horny." The Way it is Now A large man opened the door, clearly security of some kind. Though Amélie was moaning and panting in pleasure, her voice was drowned out by the high pitched whimpers and gasps Lena produced, the bubbly girl unable to hold back the lust from her voice as Amélie took her, her ankles remaining locked around Amélie’s body as each thrust drove her to new heights of pleasure. damn, I need this,” Diego said as he neared the bed. toward him. I shuddered, grunting into her mouth, my excited seed rushing out of me. She growled into our kiss, her lips moving with such hunger as she held my spurting cock. She slowly got down onto her knees and Anime / Cartoon positioned her head above the bulge while pulling asian his robes up.