As I waited in desperate fear for her to HANG ME, I was already turned on by the tactile sensations caused by my precarious situation. I was very aware of this kinky, demanding girl, who was going to be my HANGWOMAN & COOK & CANNIBAL, touching me, squeezing, and rubbing my muscles; of the noose-like necktie tied tightly around my waiting and willing neck; and of the rough-smooth feel of the WHITE COTTON, LONG-SLEEVED, BUTTON-DOWN, DRESS OXFORD CLOTH HANGING SHIRT against my skin as I stood there with a noose around my neck as I nervously waited to be HANGED, and knowing that I WAS GOING TO BE HANGED VERY SOON!
With her fingernails, the wicked, kinky girl who was my HANGWOMAN & COOK & CANNIBAL stroked my already erect nipples through the rough-smooth surface of my WHITE COTTON, LONG-SLEEVED, BUTTON-DOWN, DRESS OXFORD CLOTH HANGING AND COOKING SHIRT, making my delighted nipples even more erect and arousing me even more. I was also turned on by the knowledge of what was going to happen next, that this KINKY, WICKED, DEMANDING, YOUNG HANGWOMAN & COOK & CANNIBAL WAS GOING TO HANG ME! I WOULD QUICKLY BECOME VERY EXITED, WITH MY ROCK-HARD COCK STRAINING TO CUM AS I STOOD ON THE GALLOWS SHAKING A BIT NERVOUSLY AS I ANXIOUSLY WAITED TO BE HANGED, KNOWING FULL WELL IN MY RAPIDLY GROWING, MIND-SHATTERING TERROR THAT SHE HAD IN HER MIND ALREADY DECLARED ME GUILTY OF A CAPITAL CRIME, THAT SHE WAS GOING TO EXACT HER PRIVATE JUSTICE ON ME AS I STOOD THERE WITH A NOOSE AROUND MY WAITING NECK, THAT THERE WAS NO CHANCE OF ME AVOIDING A BROKEN NECK, A WAITING OVEN, AND A MEATY FATE! I KNEW THAT SHE WAS GOING TO LOVINGLY, PROFESSIONALLY, AND VICTORIOUSLY COOK ME AFTER SHE HAD HANGED ME! I ALSO KNEW THAT SHE WAS GOING TO TRIUMPHANTLY AND RAVENOUSLY EAT ME AFTER SHE HAD COOKED ME!
To terrify me even more before she HANGED ME and to show that she was in command and in charge of me and of my fate, that is, of my HANGING; that she ruthlessly and delightedly dominated me; that I was nothing more than her submissive, cringing, whimpering victim who was waiting hopelessly and helplessly to be HANGED SO THAT I COULD BECOME HER DINNER, she would sternly read the order of execution:
“CHUCK ROASTT, YOU HAVE BROKEN MY PRIVATE LAWS! YOU HAVE BEEN INDICTED, TRIED, CONVICTED, CONDEMNED TO DEATH, AND SENTENCED TO DEATH BY HANGING!
“YOU WILL WEAR A WHITE COTTON, LONG-SLEEVED, BUTTON-DOWN, DRESS OXFORD CLOTH HANGING SHIRT AND A HANGING NECKTIE TIED TIGHTLY AROUND YOUR NECK WHEN YOU ARE HANGED! YOUR NECKTIE IS SYMBOLIC OF THE NOOSE ALSO TIED TIGHTLY AROUND YOUR NECK FROM WHICH YOU WILL SOON BE HANGING WITH A BROKEN NECK!
“AFTER YOU HAVE BEEN HANGED, YOU WILL BE COOKED AND EATEN WHILE YOU ARE STILL WEARING THE SAME WHITE COTTON, LONG-SLEEVED, BUTTON-DOWN, DRESS OXFORD CLOTH HANGING SHIRT AND HANGING NECKTIE TIED TIGHTLY AROUND YOUR NECK THAT YOU WERE WEARING WHEN YOU WERE HANGED, THAT IS, WHEN I HANGED YOU!
“IT IS NOW MY DUTY, MY HONOR, AND MY HUNGRY PLEASURE TO CARRY OUT THE ORDER OF EXECUTION AND HANG YOU BY THE NECK UNTIL YOU ARE DEAD SO THAT I CAN COOK YOU AND EAT YOU! DO YOU HAVE ANY LAST WORDS, ANYTHING TO SAY BEFORE I HANG YOU?"
As I had been trained to do as THE SUBMISSIVE VICTIM WHO KNEW THAT HE WAS GOING TO BE HANGED NO MATTER WHAT HE SAID OR DID, I stopped whimpering and bravely responded, “NO!”
In her official capacity as HANGWOMAN, she would sternly ask, “ARE YOU READY TO BE HANGED?”
Again, as I was trained to do as THE SUBMISSIVE VICTIM WHO KNEW THAT HE WAS GOING TO BE HANGED NO MATTER WHAT HE SAID OR DID, I RESPONDED NERVOUSLY BUT WITH GREAT ANTICIPATION OF THE MIND-BLORING ORGASM THAT WAS GOING TO COME WHEN SHE HANGED ME, THAT WAS GOING TO CUM WHEN I DID, “YES! I’M READY TO BE HANGED! PLEASE HANG ME! LET’S GET IT OVER WITH! HANG ME NOW!”
Sometimes we varied the dialogue with the intention of keeping “THE GAME” fresh as she HANGED ME AND TRANSFORMED ME FROM A HANDSOME YOUNG MAN WEARING A WHITE COTTON, LONG-SLEEVED, BUTTON-DOWN, DRESS OXFORD CLOTH HANGING SHIRT, AND A HANGING NECKTIE TIED TIGHTLY AROUND MY WAITING NECK INTO FRESH MEAT HANGING FROM THE NOOSE THAT WAS ALSO TIED TIGHTLY AROUND ME WAITING, WANTING, WILLING NECK! WE WERE BOTH GREATLY AROUSED BY THE SURE KNOWLEDGE THAT SHE WAS GOING TO LOVINGLY COOK ME AND HUNGRILY EAT ME AFTER SHE HAD PROFESSIONALLY HANGED ME!
Sometimes as she questioned me before she HANGED ME, she smiled at me wickedly and hungrily, her mouth would twitch and water, she would wickedly lick her lips, and I genuinely panicked, fearing what she might do to me, afraid that she was no longer playing “THE GAME” but was really going to HANG ME! Out of genuine fear, I shouted, “NO! PLEASE DON’T HANG ME! I DON’T WANT TO BE HANGED! PLEASE DON’T HANG ME!! I’M AFRAID OF BEING HANGED! PLEASE DON’T HANG ME!!! I’M DEATHLY AFRAID OF BEING HANGED!!!”
She laughed and said darkly, “IT’S NO WONDER THAT YOU’RE AFRAID OF BEING HANGED! LOOK AT WHERE YOU ARE! YOU ARE STANDING WITH A NOOSE TIED TIGHLTLY AROUND YOU NECK, AND YOU’RE ABOUT TO BE HANGED!! YOU SHOULD BE AFRAID OF BEING HANGED BECAUSE YOU ARE GOING TO BE HANGED SOON! VERY SOON"!" And then she laughed again as she tugged on the rope and jerked on the noose around my willing neck waiting to be broken when she HANGED ME, and I became even more frightened!
As I searched desperately for a reason other than my panic to convince her not to HANG ME, I pleaded, “YOU DON’T WANT TO HANG ME! YOU DON’T WANT TO HANG ME! YOU DON’T WANT TO HANG ME, COOK ME, AND EAT ME! I’M TOO SCRAWNY! YOU WON’T GET MUCH MEAT FROM ME! YOU’LL STILL BE HUNGRY! PLEASE DON’T HANG ME! SAVE ME FOR LATER! FATTEN ME UP! HELP ME BUILD UP MY MUSCLES SO THEY ARE LARGER, FIRMER, AND MEATIER FIRST SO THERE'S MORE OF ME FOR YOU TO EAT! FATTEN ME UP! BUT PLEASE DON'T HANG ME!”
When I went off script like that, she would ad lib something like, “SILENCE! YOU HAVE NO SAY IN THIS MATTER! INDEED, YOU HAVE NO RIGHTS AT ALL! YOU HAVE BROKEN THE LAW! YOU HAVE BROKEN MY LAW! YOU HAVE BEEN INDICTED, TRIED, CONVICTED, CONDEMNED, AND SENTENCED TO DEATH BY HANGING! AND AFTER I HAVE HANGED YOU, I'M GOING TO COOK YOU AND EAT YOU!
“YOU ARE GOING TO BE HANGED NO MATTER WHAT YOU SAY OR DO! STOP STALLING! STOP TRYING TO USE IRRELEVANT ARGUMENTS TO CONVINCE ME NOT TO HANG YOU! NO MATTER WHAT YOU SAY OR DO, YOU ARE GOING TO BE HANGED! I REPEAT, YOU ARE GOING TO BE HANGED! I DON’T CARE IF YOU’RE AFRAID! I ONLY CARE HOW YOU’LL TASTE! YOU ARE GOING TO BE HANGED WHILE YOU ARE WEARING A WHITE COTTON, LONG-SLEEVED, BUTTON-DOWN, DRESS OXFORD CLOTH HANGING SHIRT, AND A HANGING NECKTIE TIED TIGHTLY AROUND YOUR NECK LIKE A NOOSE!
“AFTER YOU HAVE BEEN HANGED, YOU WILL BE COOKED AND EATEN WHILE YOU ARE STILL WEARING THE SAME WHITE COTTON, LONG-SLEEVED, BUTTON-DOWN, DRESS OXFORD CLOTH HANGING SHIRT AND A HANGING NECKTIE TIED TIGHTLY AROUND YOUR NECK LIKE A NOOSE WHITE SHIRT THAT YOU WERE WEARING WHEN YOU WERE HANGED!”
“BUT DON’T WORRY!” She would chuckle wickedly as I stood there with a noose around my waiting, willing neck, and shaking nervously as I waited to be HANGED! She would both reassure me and torment me when she laughed and said, “YOU’RE MEATY ENOUGH!”
Then she would playfully squeeze my massive biceps, thighs, and pectorals again, and coo with ravenous anticipation of EATING ME AFTER SHE HAD HANGED ME AND COOKED ME, “OOH, SUCH LOVELY MUSCLES! THEY’RE SO BIG! THEY’RE SO FIRM! THEY’RE SO TEMPTING! THEY’RE SO DELCIOUS LOOKING! DON’T WORRY, CHUCK ROASTT! YOU’LL DO YOUR JOB PERFECTLY! THERE’S PLENTY OF MEAT ON YOU! YOU’LL COOK UP NICELY! THERE’S MORE THAN ENOUGH MEAT ON YOU FOR ME TO EAT AFTER I HAVE HANGED YOU AND COOKED YOU!
“AND THAT’S GOOD BECAUSE I AM VERY HUNGRY! VERY, VERY HUNGRY! I WANT TO COOK YOU AND EAT YOU AS SOON AS I POSSIBLY CAN, SO I’M GOING TO HANG YOU, AND I’M GOING TO HANG YOU NOW! THERE’S NO NEED TO THANK ME! I’M HAPPY TO DO IT!” And then she laughed cruelly and hungrily.
Then she said with anticipatory delight, “AFTER I HAVE HANGED YOU WHILE YOU ARE WEARING A WHITE COTTON, LONG-SLEEVED, BUTTON-DOWN DRESS HANGING SHIRT AND A HANGING NECKTIE TIED TIGHTLY AROUND YOUR NECK LIKE THE NOOSE THAT IS ALSO TIED TIGHTLY AROUND YOUR WAITING, WILLING, FRAGILE, BREAKABLE NECK, I’M GOING TO COOK YOU ‘TIL YOU’RE DELCIOUSLY DONE! AGAIN, NO NEED TO THANK ME! I’M HAPPY TO DO IT! MY REWARD COMES WHEN I TRIUMPHANTLY EAT YOU AFTER I HAVE VICTORIOUSLY COOKED YOU!”
And then she laughed cruelly and hungrily again as I stood with a noose around my waiting neck, shook nervously, and waited for her to HANG ME!
