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I am an erotica author who has been writing for a while, and now I am putting out commissions! If you want your dark fantasy to come to life in writing, then talk with me. Much of my writing can be seen here in the r/GuroErotica subreddit, posted by this account!

I loving writing about all of these subjects below, any kind of POV in these situations:

• ⁠Noose Play and Hanging (My Specialty)

• ⁠Noncon/Rape

• ⁠Snuff

• ⁠Guro (Throat slit, Decapitation, Stabbing, Gutting and more!)

• ⁠Dolcett

• ⁠Executions

• Can also include themes of regarding Race, Sexual Orientation, and Gender

There is a page with a list of examples of my stories right Here

All of these are for any Gender or Sexual Orientation or anything in between, just let me know what you want written. If you don't see your kink up here, please reach out and ask me if I have heard of it and willing to do your specific taste, if I haven't, I am willing to learn about it and see if I'm interested in trying writing it out.

My price is $0.05 per word. There is as 1,000-word minimum with roughly a 5,000 word maximum if you'd want the story done quickly, such as within a week. We will discus length and budget ahead of time. I will take half of the pay up front for the expected price, then will be paid the rest once it is finished. this is because you are given access to the doc as I update it and can offer any insight to what you may want changed or altered!

We start by you giving me a story idea and what kinks you want to see represented along with any specific scene's you want to see played out. If I believe I can write your story, then we discuss price logistics like stated in the previous paragraph for PayPal.

If you're into roleplay or live writing more, then you are in luck as I also offer those services! They are typically around $30/hr, which would take place either on discord or on reddit, whichever you would prefer.

I am willing to learn what people like and dislike. I am always willing to hear how dark your fantasies are, with no judgement! Again, I am here to learn! (Barring any fantasies involving anything from my Warning statement following this one). I am easy to work with and will love to change and alter what is needed to figure out what will make the product that is best for you!

Warning: I do not write about minors or loli, or piss/shit play

If you want to reach out, you can do it on Discord or Reddit!

I am an erotica author who has been writing for a while, and now I am putting out commissions! If you want your dark fantasy to come to life in writing, then talk with me. Much of my writing can be seen here in the r/GuroErotica subreddit, posted by this account!

I loving writing about all of these subjects below, any kind of POV in these situations:

• ⁠Noose Play and Hanging (My Specialty)

• ⁠Noncon/Rape

• ⁠Snuff

• ⁠Guro (Throat slit, Decapitation, Stabbing, Gutting and more!)

• ⁠Dolcett

• ⁠Executions

• Can also include themes of regarding Race, Sexual Orientation, and Gender

There is a page with a list of examples of my stories right Here

All of these are for any Gender or Sexual Orientation or anything in between, just let me know what you want written. If you don't see your kink up here, please reach out and ask me if I have heard of it and willing to do your specific taste, if I haven't, I am willing to learn about it and see if I'm interested in trying writing it out.

My price is $0.05 per word. There is as 1,000-word minimum with roughly a 8,000 word maximum if you'd want the story done quickly, such as within a week. We will discus length and budget ahead of time. I will take half of the pay up front for the expected price, then will be paid the rest once it is finished. this is because you are given access to the doc as I update it and can offer any insight to what you may want changed or altered!

We start by you giving me a story idea and what kinks you want to see represented along with any specific scene's you want to see played out. If I believe I can write your story, then we discuss price logistics like stated in the previous paragraph for PayPal.

If you're into roleplay or live writing more, then you are in luck as I also offer those services! They are typically around $30/hr, which would take place either on discord or on reddit, whichever you would prefer.

I am willing to learn what people like and dislike. I am always willing to hear how dark your fantasies are, with no judgement! Again, I am here to learn! (Barring any fantasies involving anything from my Warning statement following this one). I am easy to work with and will love to change and alter what is needed to figure out what will make the product that is best for you!

Warning: I do not write about minors or loli, or piss/shit play

If you want to reach out, you can do it on Discord or Reddit!

Tell me who your dream person to snuff be? Male or female? Are they willing? If so, how eager are they? Are they close to you, or a complete stranger? Do they have a certain aesthetic?

Please tell me I need to see what are people’s dream person to snuff or torture!

I lay in my college dorm bed, looking up at the ceiling. I just woke up this morning, and could go to my classes but what would be the point? I failed basically all except one of my classes, and after multiple meetings with the faculty, they basically spelled it out for me. I’m gonna need to drop out. Fuck. Well, that’s it for me then. If my parents find out, then they’ll just find some way to have me become a slave for the family instead. I made an agreement with them that they pay for my college as long as I do well, and since I didn’t…well I don’t want to feel my dad’s dick inside me as he and my mom snuff me. 

Well, I might as well find a way to have fun with this. I pull out my phone, and start texting. 

*Yo, Sarah.*

*Yeah, Lydia?

*I’m dropping out*

*Oh shit! What you gonna do? I know what you said about what you agreed with your parents*

*I actually was thinking, what if I came to the sorority party tonight? I kinda want to stick it to my parents. Could I ride the gallows as a main event?*

*Wait, really! Holy shit that would be great! Like actually??*

*Absolutely, I can come by the house soon to sign the contract?*

*I can be there in 30 min*

*Okey, I’ll meet you there*

As I put my phone on my chest, I feel strangely calmer. Like I’m finally in control. I’m gonna die tonight. A smile forms on my face. Fuck yes. I quickly get dressed, grab a bite to eat, then head over to the sorority house. Sarah is already there with a contract. She looks at me with a questioning look.

“Hey Lydia, are you really willing to do this?” 

As she asked, I could tell she was a little antsy. So I just grabbed the pen and wrote my name on the paper. Saying,

“Abso-fuckin-lutely, I’ll get some cheering from this, at least. At home all I’ll get is my parent’s disapproving stares.” And with that I’ve officially signed my life away. I spend the rest of the day just hanging out at the house, even helping set up for the party. I got a couple of glances at the gallows out back. It’s an electronic portable gallows. It’s metallic shine glimmered in the setting sun. It’s easily set up, and there are multiple settings. For me, I’ll simply be held up on a circular disk platform for one hour. Once it hits midnight, the platform will drop me, and I’ll begin my dance. The whole time, I’ll have an egg vibrator inside me and my hands cuffed behind me. Not much interesting happened during the lead up to the party, but apparently word spread fast, and people started to show up earlier than expected. I enjoyed the party, danced with some girls, danced with some guys, and even sucked a couple dicks. I decided against sex because I didn’t want to sap my energy. And eventually the time came. 

Sarah helped set me up. She stripped me, cuffed me, and led me to the gallows. I took a couple of steps up to the small circular platform, and the noose was draped around my neck and tightened. Okay, no going back! Then, Sarah shoved the egg up my pussy. 

“If you lose this, you better hope someone else decides to help you out!” she says as she goes to the control panel. She types in the time for it to drop, and the countdown starts. A couple of people came up to me and tried to do a couple of quips.

“Damn! The whore is gonna fucking hang! How long is the bitch gonna last!?”

“Well, definitely a lot longer than you did when your cock was in my mouth! What was it, 15 seconds?!” I retorted back at him. This was met with laughing and applause. The time went a lot quicker than I thought. The egg in my pussy really felt nice, and people seemed super supportive when I told them what I was doing. I chatted for a bit, occasionally groaning from pleasure, which people enjoyed. I even heard about some girl who was doing some kinda decapitation bet at one of the frats. The time felt nice actually, but eventually it came to a close. Then, only 5 minutes remained. Sarah gathered everyone up.

“Okay! We only have a little bit of time before we see Lydia off, why don’t we show her some appreciation!” she exclaims. This is met with rambunctious applause and cheers. The time was ticking down, and my pussy was dripping with anticipation. Oh god I’m gonna hang. The realization was hitting me. Oh my god I’m gonna die. I start to hyperventilate. I was so calm, but what happened? Was my mind not taking it seriously until now? 

“10…9…!” The crowd counts. Oh god. “8…7…6…” Wait, please let me down. I try to speak but my mouth is dry. “5…4…” No I need to see this through for Sarah, and I can’t go back to my parents. “3…2…”

“JUST FUCKING DROP ME!” I scream out. My calm outward demeanor was interrupted by my declaration. 

“1!” The crowd finishes. And just like that I feel weightless. But only for a second. Reality comes crashing back at me when I find it’s harder to breathe, and my view of the world is at an awkward angle. Oh my god I’m actually hanging! I’ve done breathplay before, but this is a whole other level. The pain, oh my god. I can’t help but quick out wildly. There is a roaring in my ears, or is that the crowd? God I don’t care! Just get me down please! I try to say anything, but only pathetic gurgles make it out. My heart is pounding, my legs continue to kick out wildly. Then I feel something slip. My vibrator. I hear a *ca-thunk* has it lands below. Shit! No, I need to cum, just one last cum! Please. I don’t care if I die! What? Yes I do…no I don’t…yes I do…Fuck! No I don’t, please someone! I could feel a pleasure burning inside of me, but I couldn’t find a way to put me over the edge. My stamina starts to wane little by little. I try to look out in the crowd, but it’s all blurry. No, no, no, no….yeeeesssss! I feel a warmth in my pussy, someone was eating me out. Sarah? No, she’s speaking to the crowd. Who? Oh god I don’t care! Their tongue sends erotic sensations throughout my body. Then I felt it. It was like a part of my brain snapped, like my very own psyche flipped. The orgasm that I felt was nothing like I had experienced alive. Soon all that was going through my head were these thoughts of desire. 

*YES! SNUFF ME! LET ME DIE FOR YOU LIKE THE PATHETIC LITTLE PIECE OF SHIT I AM! FUCK YOU MOM AND DAD! THANK YOU THANK YOU! PLEASE, Just A Little More, I Want to feel…this…feeling…more…help…cumming…yes…*

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Lydia wasn't alive to see the reactions of her parents when they saw the viral videos online of their daughter getting snuffed. It was a mix of awe and frustration. They cursed her out, and realized they needed to make new plans for their anniversary rather than snuffing their daughter…

I am an erotica author who has been writing for a while, and now I am putting out commissions! If you want your dark fantasy to come to life in writing, then talk with me. Much of my writing can be seen here in the r/GuroErotica subreddit, posted by this account!

I loving writing about all of these subjects below, any kind of POV in these situations:

>!• ⁠Noose Play and Hanging (My Specialty)!<

>!• ⁠Noncon/Rape!<

>!• ⁠Snuff!<

>!• ⁠Guro (Throat slit, Decapitation, Stabbing, Gutting and more!)!<

>!• ⁠Dolcett!<

>!• ⁠Executions!<

>!• Can also include themes of regarding Race, Sexual Orientation, and Gender!<

There is a page with a list of examples of my stories right Here

All of these are for any Gender or Sexual Orientation or anything in between, just let me know what you want written. If you don't see your kink up here, please reach out and ask me if I have heard of it and willing to do your specific taste, if I haven't, I am willing to learn about it and see if I'm interested in trying writing it out.

My price is $0.05 per word. There is as 1,000-word minimum with roughly a 8,000 word maximum if you'd want the story done quickly, such as within a week. We will discus length and budget ahead of time. I will take half of the pay up front for the expected price, then will be paid the rest once it is finished. this is because you are given access to the doc as I update it and can offer any insight to what you may want changed or altered!

We start by you giving me a story idea and what kinks you want to see represented along with any specific scene's you want to see played out. If I believe I can write your story, then we discuss price logistics like stated in the previous paragraph for PayPal.

If you're into roleplay or live writing more, then you are in luck as I also offer those services! They are typically around $30/hr, which would take place either on discord or on reddit, whichever you would prefer.

I am willing to learn what people like and dislike. I am always willing to hear how dark your fantasies are, with no judgement! Again, I am here to learn! (Barring any fantasies involving anything from my Warning statement following this one). I am easy to work with and will love to change and alter what is needed to figure out what will make the product that is best for you!

Warning: I do not write about minors or loli, or piss/shit play

If you want to reach out, you can do it on Discord or Reddit!

I am a shitty gambler. Many times over the course of my college experience, I went to the Delta Chi Rho fraternity many times and lost a bit of money, but at least the sex I got after was always fun. I mean, some guys would take that in order for me to pay off my “debt.” There were others though who made sure I paid them back with money. However, I was now starting to have a decent amount of debt to a bunch of guys. I was finishing up my business class, we just talked about the increase of using snuffing as a form of entertainment in business meetings nowadays. Pictures of men and women hung, decapitated, and impaled were on the front screen, and the professor was reminding us of our homework as we walked out. Then I got a text from Mason, he’s one of the guys I was closest to 

*Alyssa, a lot of the guys are a little pissed, you’ve been late with paying back your debts and they are getting kind of antsy.*

I look at the text and roll my eyes. They are always bitching about their money. So I text back. 

*And? I said I don’t have it yet. What can I do when I fuckin broke?

*Well then you are gonna need to come to the house tonight. We need to find some kind of arrangement*

*Fine, I'll be there in 2 hours*

I finish sending that last message then head back to my dorm to get ready. I know a couple of parties that are happening, and I plan to hit every single one of them. I even heard that a girl who was dropping out of college decided to actually do a gallows dance at a party instead. But first I have to meet with Mason. I get to the house and step inside. Some guys are setting up stuff for the party, one of them, Jason, I think his name was, let me know to head to the back room. Listening to him, I find my way to where Mason is. 

“Alyssa, we need to talk,” he says.

“Jeez, such a welcome introduction.” I retort, not in the mood for this.

“Well the guys and I would like it if you took your debt a little more seriously.” He crossed his arms. 

“I told you I’m gonna pay you back!” I say, but he shakes his head. 

“Not good enough, we talked and found that among those you still owe, it's a total of over $7,000 dollars. That’s fucking insane!”

“Well if you bitches would just take railing me as payment then we wouldn’t have an issue!” 

“Well, it seems like the guys and I don’t think we are gonna see any cent of that, considering you admitted to being broke, and I think that you are still spending more than you make. And we want something a little more intense than just some sex.” He smiled. I need to get out of here. I turn to leave and that's when I realize two guys were blocking the doorway. Shit. “You have two options. Either you play a game here, tonight. A snuff game. Or you instead become a slave for each guy in the frat. Each dollar you owe means an hour of servitude. That would mean about 290 days of serving in this household.” I grimace. That's a lot for me. And being a slave was not a fun time. And I had a suspicion that once those 290 days are up, they’d just snuff me anyway. So basically they are forcing me to play the game and risk my life today, or give up and forfeit the rest of my life to them. 

“What’s the game?” I ask.

“You will be strapped in a guillotine, where people will take turns fucking you all night. It will go from 9pm to midnight, just 3 hours. The guillotine is completely electronic and will have a pad where the guys who had fucked you will rate their experience from 1 to 5. You get points equal to the rating. You just need to get 100 points. The guests here will have no clue what the game is, and will be encouraged to answer truthfully. If you reach it, you keep your head and don’t need to worry about any of the debt. If you don’t make it…you still don’t need to worry about any of the debt.” When he finishes explaining, I take a deep sigh. Fuck. That’s gonna be hard. At least 20 guys are gonna have to fuck me, and that’s assuming perfect scores, but 3 hours might get it done. 

“Deal,” I say, and shake Mason’s hand. We sign a contract, and I am quickly stripped down and prepped. I’m taken to another room where I see the guillotine. It’s sleek and metallic, the rating pad on the side, and with the ability to be rolled out onto the floor. Fuck. I climb onto the metal, feeling the cold press against my skin. I’m then strapped in. No going back. Fuck. I think about the blade that hangs above my neck. In just one moment, I could be turned into a sack of meat. I’ve never been so helpless, it’s scary, but strangely fun. I can hear the sounds as the party was starting to get into full swing. Looking over at the clock, I see it’s 8:48, only 12 minutes to go until it starts. I realize my body is trembling. It’s terrifying, but I can’t help but remain calm. I’ll get out of this. I just gotta be a good slut for them. Part of me wonders if I should back out and just take the deal to be a slave, but I decide against it. I wait patiently until it’s time, and soon there are only 5 minutes to go. The guys looking over me roll out the guillotine, and I’m bombarded with flashing lights and loud music. It appears I’ll be the main attraction of the party. People cheer and applaud upon seeing my naked body. I can't help but blush at all of the attention, and also note all of the guys in the fraternity I owe money to. They must be really hoping to get a piece of me after owing them money. Mason walks up with a bunch of grandeur, right next to me, and starts to yell,

“Hey everyone! Alyssa and I decided that we wanted to play a little game, for three hours we can play with her as much as we want, and once you feel that you are done, give her a rating of your time with her, and please be nice and honest. I won't give all the details, just have fun!” He laughed and walked away. Fuck, this is going to be a long couple hours. It only took a few seconds before a line started to form. I feel as my waist is grabbed, and some guy’s dick was already making its way to my pussy. I’m a little wet from being restrained, but the peril of it all has made me tense as hell. It took a couple of tries, but the guy behind me was finally able to force his way inside me. A slight pain shoots into my body from the force.

“Ugh! Shit!” comes from my mouth. 

“Oh, does the slut not like it? You agreed to this! So you better not complain!” I hear the voice of Luke behind me. He’s one of the guys I owe some money to. He instantly starts to rail me as hard as he can. Waves of pleasure start to go through my body, and I become properly wet. I groan and try to remain quiet, but it’s hard. Luke loves to smack my ass, and keeps calling me a slut and a whore. His dick then starts to swell and his pace increases. Wait… 

“Shit, you’re not gonna cum inside me are y...mfph!” I’m interrupted by the feeling of someone’s dick being shoved in my mouth. It’s Mason’s.

“Oh you better not be objecting now! I can always just drop the blade right now!” My eyes go wide and my skin runs cold. Fuck. He’s right, I have no power here. I’m just gonna need to take care of stuff once this whole thing is over. Luke grunts as he cums inside me. And then Mason removes his member from my mouth. He leans down beside me, and whispers in my ear, “If you do anything against anyone here, or object to the roughness at all, you will lose your head so fast. So be careful…” He gives a devious grin. I just grit my teeth and smile.

“Of course, rrk, sir.” I squeak out, as another dick is plunged into my pussy. Wait, Luke, I look over and see he’s playing with the scoring screen. We lock eyes as he makes his selection. 

“How’s a 3, huh? Your pussy was nice and tight, but I didn’t like the lack of enthusiasm.” He says, and spits on my face. I shudder in anger, but take a breath and look back and give him a pained smile. 

“It’s perfect, thank you Luke.” My voice shakes, but I think Luke found it entertaining enough as he walked away laughing. I try to settle down and enjoy this as much as I can. The pleasure was nice at first, but the abuse my body was taking began to really make me start to hurt. I couldn’t help but scream the first time one of the guys took advantage of my ass. Which got a look from Mason,

“No, it’s okay! I swear I wasn’t fighting! I just got caught off guard I swear.” I smiled and nodded my head. Basically I was grovelling for my life. I just got an eye roll and they ignored me again. I breathed a sigh of relief, but then I found myself getting properly choked. My mouth was gagged by getting my throat closed by some other fucker’s dick. That then became a trend and I was spit-roasted by many guys, getting my mouth flooded with semen. In fact, a couple of girls with strap-ons decided to have some fun as well. I had lost count how many times I’ve been fucked, and my consciousness was suffering slightly, my head was feeling light. I had been looking away from the clock for a time so that I wasn’t feeling like time was dragging on. I figured to give myself a glance, and look over to see the time is almost 11pm. Thank goodness. Only one hour remaining. Wait, points……
I didn’t realize it, but I had relaxed when I looked at the clock, and proceeded to lose consciousness. I was then awoken to a harsh slap in the face. Then the cool feeling of water rushing over me. I see Mason examining me.

“Shit!” I exclaim, “How long was I out?!

“About 15 minutes.” Mason says.

“And…um, if you’ll allow me to know, how many points am I at?” I shiver. Only 45 minutes left to get these points. 

“68.” The words from Mason’s mouth felt like another slap in the face. 

“That’s it?!” I exclaim. “Wait, that can’t be right!” 

“It is,” Mason shrugs, “And it seems like you aren’t quite as enjoyable as you thought!” He’s practically giddy as he says it. “I think some of the guys also might have decided that your debt to them was enough to give you a lower score.” 

“Wha…but…?” I stutter.

“If you want to make it, you better call out and advertise!” He then walks around and starts talking to some other party goers. I try to calm myself but I can’t help but hear my voice shake. 

“Hey everyone! Please, enjoy yourself with me. Use every hole. I don’t mind, I swear! I’m a stupid filthy slut who needs this, please just fuck me until I bleed!” Tears start to drip down my face. The seconds feel like they are dragging on as well as speeding past. The time ticks down. Many guys come on and fuck me. Fuck, it’s gonna be close. 11:15, 11:30, 11:40, 11:50, 11:55. % minutes left. I look at Mason, scared to ask, but I do anyway.

“How many points am I at?” The silence is painful. Until he opens his mouth.

“91. You did well, but I don’t think you’re gonna make it.” Fuck. “Hey everyone, who here would like to give this bitch her last living fuck!” 

“Me!” I hear a voice call out, and see Jacob coming up. He’s the guy I owe  the most money too, and is also my ex. Please no, not him, please not him. “I'm gonna feel this bitch clench as the blade falls on her neck.” The room cheers to his declaration. I wince in pain as he wastes no time at all starting to fuck me. 

"No! Please no! How about I become your slave, please! I’ll do whatever you want! Just please let me out of here!”

“No way!” Jacob says,

“Fuck off! I wasn’t asking you!” 

“Nah, the last thing you are gonna feel is my cock inside you as I cum! And I can tell you are almost there as well!” He was right. The emotions. The tension. It was all too much. I’m about to cum, and it might happen just as the blade falls. I look over at the clock…30 seconds. I’m dead. I feel my head is grabbed to look ahead back to Mason. 

“You know what I’ve always wanted to do?” He asks, “I’ve always wanted to kiss a girl as she was beheaded.” My eyes widen in horror.

“You sick fuck! You did this just to fucking behead me! I’m gonna kill you, I’ll fucking do it you prick!” I scream out. But then he grabs my hair and gives me a passionate kiss. With everything that was happening, I couldn’t take it. I let out a feral moan as an orgasm wreck my whole body. Oh god yes, that feels amazing! Wait, he kissed me… NO! The last thing I hear is the sound of a latch, and the whoosh of something heavy making its way toward my neck. 

“MMF!” Is the only thing I could say. It all happened so fast. Mason’s lips quickly left my own. Or actually, I think mine left him. The world spins. I hear, no…feel, a thunk as my head hits the floor. I roll for a second, then come to a stop. I see my body…it’s rough looking and bruised. And Jacob shudders as he creams inside my pussy. Everyone is cheering…or is that just a roar in my ears…red comes across my vision…blood…please…help…no…cum…

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The rest of the party went on without a hitch. Alyssa’s body is properly used up, and eventually donated to the college cafeteria to turn into meat along with the girl who was hanged at another house. Alyssa’s head was preserved and turned into a fleshlight to be enjoyed and used by the whole house. At least Until no one wanted it anymore, and her head was destroyed and thrown away, to be replaced by another girl who was a little more eager than Alyssa.

I am an erotica author who has been writing for a while, and now I am putting out commissions! If you want your dark fantasy to come to life in writing, then talk with me. Much of my writing can be seen here in the r/GuroErotica subreddit, posted by this account!

I loving writing about all of these subjects below, any kind of POV in these situations:

>!• ⁠Noose Play and Hanging (My Specialty)!<

>!• ⁠Noncon/Rape!<

>!• ⁠Snuff!<

>!• ⁠Guro (Throat slit, Decapitation, Stabbing, Gutting and more!)!<

>!• ⁠Dolcett!<

>!• ⁠Executions!<

>!• Can also include themes of regarding Race, Sexual Orientation, and Gender!<

There is a page with a list of examples of my stories right Here

All of these are for any Gender or Sexual Orientation or anything in between, just let me know what you want written. If you don't see your kink up here, please reach out and ask me if I have heard of it and willing to do your specific taste, if I haven't, I am willing to learn about it and see if I'm interested in trying writing it out.

My price is $0.05 per word. There is as 1,000-word minimum with roughly a 8,000 word maximum if you'd want the story done quickly, such as within a week. We will discus length and budget ahead of time. I will take half of the pay up front for the expected price, then will be paid the rest once it is finished. this is because you are given access to the doc as I update it and can offer any insight to what you may want changed or altered!

We start by you giving me a story idea and what kinks you want to see represented along with any specific scene's you want to see played out. If I believe I can write your story, then we discuss price logistics like stated in the previous paragraph for PayPal.

I am willing to learn what people like and dislike. I am always willing to hear how dark your fantasies are, with no judgement! Again, I am here to learn! (Barring any fantasies involving anything from my Warning statement following this one). I am easy to work with and will love to change and alter what is needed to figure out what will make the product that is best for you!

Warning: I do not write about minors or loli, or piss/shit play

If you want to reach out, you can do it on Discord or Reddit!

This story was written as a commission! I hope you enjoy Hailey as she takes her last voyage into the abyss!

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I tilt my head, studying my almost naked self in the mirror for a second, only wearing a tan bra and panties. My body is perfectly toned from my years of working out. It has definitely worked out, as I’m sure my body has been the reason for how popular my streams have been over the years, allowing me a comfortable life, but now I’m ready to go all the way. I look back over at the camera filming me. A screen next to it showing how many viewers I have, many of them surely already enjoying what they’ve seen. Then I bring out my final outfit, a sexy sailor’s uniform, perfect for my voyage into the unknown. In front of the camera, I put on the outfit, making sure to bend over and show off all my assets while doing so. I look back at the mirror and can’t help but smile.

“Okay… wow, this actually looks really good.” I say as I smooth down the front of my shirt, loving how clean and bright the white looks. The blue sailor collar sitting perfectly on my shoulders, the stripes popping just enough to add some fun elements to the outfit. I tug lightly at the tie, adjusting it until it looks just right. My eyes drift up to the hat, and I raise my hand, giving myself a playful little salute. I hold it there for a moment, then grin.

“Yeah, I look so fucking sexy.” I lean in closer, noticing the frills of my skirt flow perfectly while still maintaining a slim form around my thighs. I purse my lips slightly, then turn to give a quick wink to the camera. I walk away from the camera for a second to grab two long lengths of rope. When I’m back in frame, I tie the thick, black coils of one of the lengths. I’m slow while I do it, giving a knowing smile to the camera into the daunting knot of the hangman’s noose. I then go and grab the stool. I step on top of it and start to tie the other end of the noose to a metal loop screwed into the ceiling. I make sure that the noose is at the right height and tie it off. I then step back onto the ground and give a little wave to the camera.

“Hey everyone! We are almost ready to set sail! And I have to say that this is going to be one heck of a voyage. And as a ‘thank you’ to those supporting me, I feel like you deserve a little gift.” I then bend over in front of the camera, the skirt lifting to show my ass as I slide my panties down, revealing my dripping pussy. I watch as the screen lights up as comments and emoticons flood in. I kick my panties to the side, then grab the second length of rope, this one a deep maroon color. This is so that I am restrained and can properly pleasure myself before I hang. I had been practicing for months to tie the knots myself. The rope felt familiar as I wound it around my body. Most of it around my waist so that it’s secure. Then I snaked it through my soaked crotch. I shivered as the texture rubbed against my pussy. Then I tied a rope cuff knot secured to the coils around my waist, waiting for my wrists to pull it tight. Looking back at the mirror, I see myself. My breath catches as I see a desperate sailor girl who wants nothing more than to hang to death for a bunch of strangers online. Stepping back onto the stool made my body feel jittery. The rope digs into my pussy sending a couple of waves of pleasure over my body. I’m almost there. I can step away. But I refuse to. I put the noose over my head, feeling its soft touch, and think back to when I bought it. I found the softest, thickest rope I could find at a sex shop, knowing I wanted to have my death be long and painful. I tighten the hangman’s knot until it embraces the entirety of my neck. Then I slide my wrists into the loose rope cuffs. My breathing gets heavier. The hands just need to pull against the restraints. I feel a pit in my stomach, and pull my hands out. God I am crazy. Then my gaze goes back to the mirror. I see myself all noosed up, and how easy it is to fulfill my fantasy. A voice inside of me coaxes my hands through the loose loops. Why do I hesitate? Self preservation. But that isn’t what is important. I need to see my fantasy to the end. My breathing becomes labored as I try to follow through. In. Out. In. Out. I groan as I attempt to pull the knots tight but falter each time I do. Even though I’m so wet, it’s so much easier when someone else is noosing you up. I want this so badly, it’s as if I was edging myself. It feels like I’m going to burst as I continue to hyperventilate.

“Fuck!” I yell out, and in one quick jerk, I pull my wrists against the restraints. I hear the noise of rope rubbing against itself, then the tightness of the knots compressing against my wrists. I jerk my hands again. They stay behind me, and it pulls against the rest of the rope around me, the coils rubbing against my pussy dig in to cause extreme pleasure. I moan loudly at the sensation. I’ve done it. There is no going back. No one knows where I am and or I’m doing, at least, they don’t know both of those things simultaneously. I look back at the screen and see it flooded with what I assume are messages from perverts getting off at my hanging. I smile, knowing I am just the same as them, except I am far more bold than they ever will be. I turn and show off to the camera that the cuffs were secure, pulling on them, making the rope make a light creaking sound of the fibers.

“I finally did it! No takesey backsies!” I declare as I pull on the rope cuffs upward, pulling on the binds that rubbed against my pussy, causing the feeling of pleasure to course through my body once more. The messages continue to pour through. A couple of them I read as they flash by.

*Fuck I want to see you in person right now*

*You need to have someone give you a flying fuck*

*Ahoy bitch!*

*Any way for you to tell me where you are so I can kick the stool myself?*

*Slut! Die already*

*I’m almost there! Please step off*

*I wanna join you!*

*Please don’t go, I want to see more of you!*

*Tell us where you are*

*I wanna be just like you!*

I can’t help but smile and say “To any noose sluts like me who have what it takes to do their final voyage, just look at me, accomplishing what I wanted most!” And I watch the screen light up again. Then I go back to the task at hand, looking at the mirror. I looked so fucking sexy right now. My kicks and struggles are guaranteed to give a good show, I’ll get to see myself, and I know I’ll be able to cum properly before I lose consciousness, I just need to work myself up properly before I step off the stool. Pressing my thighs against each other, I start to go to work. The rope digs deep into my pussy, and I just pull harder, making the restraints even tighter. Pain started to mix into the pleasure.

“Fuck.” I say, my knees feeling weak, ready to give out. The pressure on my neck increases, and I hear the noose starting to close around my throat, the rope grinding against itself. Shit, shit, shit, I’m not ready. I fight against it, and put my entire weight back onto my legs standing up. The noose was now slightly compressed around my neck, digging into the skin. I almost started my dance early. I’m so fucking wet, and that was so hot. I’m a helpless sailor girl! I look back at the mirror and see myself sweating and my face red. I can’t help but groan out. My struggles against rope made the bindings were really tight now, and now I was beginning to become so delusional, the pressure and pain just felt like a warm embrace. I tug on the rope some more, rubbing my pussy, pleasuring myself. I’m standing there, moaning and groaning, enjoying the experience. Yes. I’m almost there. I’m riding waves of heaven with each pull. I’m on the edge now, almost there. My toes curl over the side of the stool, the drop is long, a full six inches.

Nothing during any other situation, but that is all that separates me. I bring my ecstasy to a new height, nothing that I had ever felt before. Then gravity takes me. My foot pushes away the stool, leaving my last tether to the world of before, because now I must take the ultimate journey. The noose catches my fall, and I quickly feel its pull to help me over to the other side, but I fight against it. My body squirms and struggles, wriggling against the binds. My throat makes horrid choking noises trying to take in air, but the noose makes it difficult. Every kick I can feel the knot get tighter and tighter. I struggle even more in panic. I’m dying. I wanted this, but I must fight against it, so that I look pretty for all of those watching me. My initial kick off of the stool has now caused me to rotate so that I can see myself in the mirror. I notice my legs reaching out to anything, my mouth agape attempting to taste the air, my eyes tearing up from the pain. My sailors outfit is messed up from my struggles, wrinkles and tear ruining it’s sleek look from before, but that's the last thing I’m worried about. When I drink up the scene in the mirror, I can’t take it anymore, the look of pathetic helplessness, being pleasured from bondage, the feeling of death looming, it’s all too much as the most powerful orgasm of my entire life destroys my body. My mind breaks. My struggles were more simple and concentrated before, trying to accomplish a goal, but now there is no more reason in anything.

My body starts to tremble in such an unnatural way, acting like a tremor that covers all of my extremities. My mind no longer has control of my body, and my vision has now started to blur. I can see in the corner that the screen is lighting up. I wish I could see what it said. But instead I’m enjoying my last moments. The noose was winning. I couldn’t make any more noise. The rapid shaking of my body continued on for a whole minute, causing sudden jerking motions with the rope, prolonging the pleasure I felt of the orgasm tearing through my psyche. Now everything was becoming heavy. It was like there were iron weights holding me down. Death was almost here, but I reveled in my extreme end. I had an incredible orgasm, a beautiful dance, and now I was numb. I just need to let the noose finish its job. Soon a deep cold washed over my body, then nothing at all, my consciousness barely able to feel my organs shutting down. The vision of my eyes goes, then my hearing. One by one my senses dropped out. I didn’t know what I looked like then, but if I did, then I would have fingered myself hard looking at my soon to be corpse. It was the look of a noose slut finally fulfilling her only purpose. There is pain and pleasure in my appearance, but also…pride. My body gives one last twitch, and just like that, my last voyage to the other side is complete, the noose being my vessel.. My body swings there for about an hour and a half. Many people on the stream compliment my corpse. Then a notification comes up onto the stream. An address. I had programmed the stream to send out the location at a certain time when I knew I would be dead. It would be a shame if my body was just undiscovered, so I made sure someone would be able to find me. I wonder who decided to come and claim my body? I hope they had a good time.