As is obvious at this point, I must be HANGED in my fantasies! I have no other choice! BEING HANGED IS MY INEVITABLE AND INESCAPABLE DESTINY! BEING HANGED IS MY ESSENCE! I WANT TO BE HANGED! I YEARN TO BE HANGED! I SIMPLY MUST BE HANGED, OR I WILL NOT BE SATISFIED! BEING HANGED WILL UNLEASH AN ENORMOUS, POWERFUL, WHITE, HOT, STICKY, SWEET ORGASM AND DRIVE ME INTO A HAPPY DELERIUM WELL BEYOND CONSCIOUSNESS, AN ORGASM THAT WOULD KILL ME IF BEING HANGED HAD NOT ALREADY EXECUTED ME!
I MUST FEEL MY HANDS BEING ROUGHLY TIED BEHIND MY BACK WITH A SHORT LENTH OF EXQUISITE, STRONG, SMOOTH, SOFT 5-STRAND HEMP ROPE BY UNSYMPATHETIC BUT HUNGRY HANGWOMEN & COOKS & CANNIBALS OR UNSYMPATHETIC BUT HUNGRY HANGMEN & COOKS & CANNIBALS TO IMMOBILIZE ME AND MAKE ME UNABLE TO STRUGGLE AS I STAND THERE ON THE GALLOWS WITH A NOOSE MADE OF THE SAME EXQUISITE, STRONG, SMOOTH, SOFT 5-STRAND HEMP ROPE TIED TIGHTLY AROUND MY NECK WITH THE HANGMAN’S KNOT UNDER THE LEFT ANGLE OF MY CHIN WHERE IT IS MOST LIKELY TO BREAK MY NECK AND SWIFTLY EXECUTE ME WHILE I AM WEARING A WHITE COTTON, LONG-SLEEVED, BUTON-DOWN DRESS HANGING SHIRT AND A NECKTIE REMENISCENT OF A NOOSE TIED TIGHTLY AROUND MY NECK, KNOWING THAT, SOON AFTER I HAVE BEEN HANGED, I AM GOING TO BE COOKED AND EATEN WHILE I AM STILL WEARING THE SAME WHITE COTTON, LONG-SLEEVED, BUTON-DOWN DRESS HANGING SHIRT AND HANGING NECKTIE REMENISCENT OF A NOOSE TIED TIGHTLY AROUND MY NECK THAT I WAS WEARING WHEN I WAS HANGED!
The mouths of my cannibal executioners are already watering, and their lips are smacking as they anticipate EATING ME after they have HANGED ME, COOKED ME, and transformed me from a handsome, cute, muscular, and meaty young man wearing a WHITE COTTON, LONG-SLEEVED, BUTTON-DOWN, DRESS HANGING SHIRT AND A HANGING NECKTIE TIED TIGHTLY AROUND MY NECK into a DELICOUS ENTRÉE THAT THEY ARE GOING TO EAT! They know that I am already on the menu, that I cannot say anything or do anything to erase it, and I know it, too. I also know that the dinner bell will soon ring announcing that I am DONE BEING COOKED as it alerts my cannibal executioners and cooks that they should gather at the table because it is time to EAT ME as I become more and more afraid, and more and more aroused.
I want to feel my fear and my arousal grow as I feel my executioners, the HANGWOMEN & COOKS & CANNIBALS or the HANGMEN & COOKS & CANNIBALS, draw the stiff noose over my head as they prepare me to be HANGED.
I want to feel my fear grow more and even more as I feel them move the noose down to my neck and tighten it with the hangman’s knot in the sub-aural position beneath the left angle of my jaw where it is most likely to BREAK MY NECK, EXECUTE ME INSTANTLY, and render me ready to be COOKED, TURNED INTO A DELICIOUS ENTRÉE, AND EATEN. I want to feel my ankles tied together as I am prepared to be HANGED. All the while, I stand on the gallows WEARING A WHITE COTTON, LONG-SLEEVED, BUTTON-DOWN, DRESS HANGING SHIRT AND A HANGING NECKTIE TIED TIGHTLY AROUND MY NECK REMENISCENT OF THE NOOSE THAT IS ALSO TIED TIGHTLY AROUND MY WAITING AND WILLING NECK WITH EVER-INCREASING ANXIETY AS I SHAKE WITH FEAR AS I NERVOUSLY AWAIT BEING HANGED WHILE I HAVE AN ENORMOUS, POWERFUL, PULSING, SURGING, EAGER ERECTION!
I want to hear my executioners—the HANGWOMEN & COOKS & CANNIBALS or the HANGMEN & COOKS & CANNIBALS—pull the lever on the gallows that controls the trapdoors beneath my feet WHEN I AM HANGED!
I want to hear the trapdoors loudly crash open beneath my feet as I begin to plunge WHEN I AM HANGED!
I want to feel the drop WHEN I AM HANGED!
I want to feel the noose audibly whip roughly around my neck when I am HANGED AS THE HANGMAN'S KNOT MOVES FROM THE SUBAURAL POSITION TO IT FINAL POSITION BEHIND MY HEAD AS MY NECK SNAPS!
In the last few micro-seconds of my life before I am dead and ready to be COOKED AND EATEN, I want to hear the noose rub quickly and harshly against the collar of the rough/smooth surface of my WHITE COTTON, LONG-SLEEVED, BUTTON-DOWN, DRESS HANGING SHIRT! AS IT WHIPS, IT MAKES A KIND OF ZIPPING SOUND THAT I LONG TO HEAR WHEN I AM HANGED BECAUSE IT IS ONE MORE VERIFICATION THAT I AM BEING HANGED, AND THAT EXCITES ME EVEN MORE THAN SIMPLY BEING HANGED WOULD EXCITE ME! I WANT TO FEEL THE NOOSE TIGHTEN MUCH, MUCH, MUCH MORE AROUND MY NECK WHEN I REACH THE END OF MY ROPE, AND MY FEAR CLIMAXES--AND SO DO I--WHEN I AM HANGED!
AND I WANT TO FEEL MY NECK AUDIBLY BREAK AS I CONTINE TO CLIMAX IN THE LAST FEW MICROSECONDS OF MY LIFE WHEN I AM HANGED!
IT IS DIFFICULT FOR ME TO EXPRESS HOW MUCH I WANT TO BE HANGED! HOW MUCH I NEED TO BE HANGED! HOW MUCH I YEARN TO BE HANGED! HOW MUCH I MUST BE HANGED!
HELP ME! I AM AT THE END OF MY ROPE! MY NECK BREAKS, MY NERVOUS SYSTEM OVERLOADS, AND I KICK WILDLY AS I NOOSE DANCE IN MY LAST FEW SECONDS OF LIFE AS I STRUGGLE TO REMAIN ALIVE AND NOT BECOME THE MEAT THAT I WAS ALWAYS DESTINED TO BE, THE MEAT THAT MY EXECUTIONERS, MY HANGWOMEN & COOKS AND MY HANGMEN & COOKS, MOST DEFINITELY WANT ME TO BECOME SO THEY CAN COOK ME AND EAT ME!
BEING HANGED MEANS SO VERY, VERY MUCH TO ME! COOK ME AND EAT ME AS YOU LIKE, MY EXECUTIONERS, COOKS, AND CANNIBALS! IT IS YOUR CHOICE, OF COURSE! BUT HANG ME FIRST! PLEASE! NOW!
