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HangingPeach
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[2012-12-08 16:27:17 +0000 UTC]
"Use me, abuse me, snuff me"
(United States)
# Statistics
Favourites: 634; Deviations: 0; Watchers: 34
Watching: 13; Pageviews: 13270; Comments Made: 367; Friends: 13
# About me
It is a fantasyTo hang by my neck for that special someone
Handcuffs tight
Will I survive?
# Comments
Comments: 77
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Always a pleasure when you see women who enjoy being on the wrong end of the noose, or the right end from your PoV
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Thanks for the fave on my Horse Hanging Anim.
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Good to see a girl who understands where bad girls need to end up: dangling from a noose.
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Omg i love all the stuff in your favorites. Awesome to find a great place for great hangings
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The students were all gathered for the morning assembly.
Pledge of Allegiance, "Star Spangled Banner" - the non-denominational "moment of silence", a few announcements related to the Business of School.
Finally, the Principal's Secretary turned the lectern over to the Principal.
"Students, as you know, we here at old Skull & Bones High have a strict code of conduct!
"I'm sorry to say that one of our prized students, Tara - has been found to be a worthless cheating slut! She was caught with notes stuffed up under the sleeve of her sweater in a History exam!"
The Vice Principal, (wearing a leather Executioner's mask), manhandled a slender girl out to the stage.
She was dressed in the school blazer, skirt, blouse and tie.
"I'M SORRY! THEY WERE LEFT FROM THE NIGHT BEFORE!" she shrieked.
"A LIKELY story!" snarled the Principal. "Students! How say ye?"
One by one, the kids sounded off, "Hang her!"
"String'er up!"
"Let's see her dance!"
The Vice Principal and the Principal wrestled Tara's wrists behind her and tied them.
Then the Vice Principal looped a rough length of hem around the girl's throat.
"Tara - you've been found to be a low-down miserable cheat! Have you any last words before sentence is carried out?"
"What's for lunch today?"
The Principal's secretary consulted a paper. "Liver and onions."
Tara's shoulders slumped. "Oh, screw it. Hang me."
Members of the percussion section of the marching band whipped up a nice beat on the snare drums as the Vice Principal hoisted the doomed girl up with a pulley.
For four minutes, Tara kicked, bucked and jerked, finally relaxing into death.
Under her saddle shoes, (toes pointed toward each other), the Principal's secretary started, "Now, about the Homecoming Dance this Saturday..."
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A school i want to attend!!!!
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Grade "A+" for you, Peachy.
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I can't wait to enroll....
I hope for some special classes
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On the other hand...
Oh, stop sniffling! You've only yourself to blame!
Don't tuck your chin in like that..
Well, I had to pull your hair to get the noose round your neck, didn't I? Don't look like that.
Really! All you had to do was keep your little mouth shut, now see what you've made us do?
OK. then. Last words?
"Please" what? Who? We were your friends! Your new friends with the District Attorney's office aren't here now, are they?
Alrighty then, lets take this like a big girl, Tara.
Upsie-daisy!
Ow! Should have tied your feet! Caught a boot to the head!
Step back a little and watch the dance.
Oh - damn...
Note to self; next time, put a towel down - or a bucket.
There you go, Honey. Settling down? This is how they'll find you.
Pretty face, not so pretty, now.
Eye bulging, tongue - my God, is that your TONGUE?
Slowing, slowing...
Bye-bye.
I'll let myself our, Tara.
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Don't go! Let me down...
stay
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I can be one or the other - arms wrapping around your hips, lifting you - taking the weight - freeing you from your fate - unbinding you, caring for you and helping you recover from your ordeal.
Or watching you struggle, kick, convulse....waiting for the rope to go straight as a plumb line, unmoved by your tears...
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You can be either one but
You would be one or the other
Are you the one watching me hang?
Will you leave me hanging?
Will you let me down?
I wonder, do you?
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Feeling a bit heroic today.
A shoulder to the door. My operative sent the "911" text and it's gone all haywire. Little jerk at the door isn't inclined to just let a fat old cop shove his way in - too bad for him, see you in the next life - a third eye drips red down his nose as he falls.
"ANYBODY ELSE? ANYBODY?" I'm in blood lust "Pleeeez resist - I'm beggin' you-"
Back up pours in behind me, men and women with tac gear, rifles, batons-
Tattoo laddy, there you are - "WHERE IS SHE?"
No BS in that boy at that minute. He's pissed himself.
Follow his shaking finger to a bedroom door - cheap plywood splinters under my size 12.
And...
And...
The bloodlust drains from me - replaced by terror.
She's dead. I know it. Face purple, tongue peeping out from clenched teeth - the rope has bitten deep into her throat.
Twitch..
Arms around her waist, lift - she's so little; dammit, dammit, we cut her down.
She's limp as a dishrag - loosen the rope with big clumsy fingers, c'mon, C'MON!
Nothing. No sudden gasp - she's dead.
NOT today Not today.
Find that spot, ribs, diaphragm and oneandtwoandthreeandfourandfive....
Five minutes. Five weeks...
Cough. Coughing, choking - spitting...
"Hey Boss...why're you crying?"
"Shut up."
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It all depends, Tara.
Is there a hero for you?
A heroine?
Someone to rescue you in the nick of time - as your struggles weaken, your world is turning red and your eyes won't close?
Or is there a cold presence...someone smiling faintly as you choke...
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are you the hero or the cold presence?
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That is the question.....will I survive?
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Find a model who looks a bit like you and I will "do the honors" with a manipulation. TJ
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of coursse... it´s just fantasy, and I would take care of you...
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Thank you for the FAVS and wishing you an early Happy Birthday!
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