Chapter 8

Tanner surveyed the park he’d created from on high as he took the rope by Georgina’s hand on those final three occasions, having little regret at his humiliating usurping by a dominant woman; she having had him succumb to his previously guarded pleasures of submission, his ever growing masochism teased to a fine zenith on seeing the smug and leering faces of womanhood as he spend his seed as though it were his last, bound, gagged, and struggling, suspended on the taut noose for their pleasure. Georgina’s sadism was growing too, and Tanner had plenty of time to witness the cruel magnificence of it, as whilst tethered to the post close to the gallows, he saw the lusting sexual desire within her, as she thrilled the darker pleasures from her feminine audience, by having the plentiful supply of males set out for her whose hangings were in earnest, beg her to noose them. Not one failed to spend on the rope in her honour, having already succumbed as had Tanner, to the sexual bliss of submission wrought upon them by Madam Hortense Barber and her aides.

Tanner’s ecstasy as he spent on that final showing of his penitence on the rope at the park, was enhanced wickedly by his thoughts on the whipping he’d know for disgracing himself on high, by the uniformed girls in service to his new Mistress, Madam Thora Devere, whose cunt his tongue was now very familiar with. He’d be given a good two hours to think on his disgrace, before those whips would ensure he gave tribute again ... and each whipping accompanied by Thora’s contented smiles, seemed to get more intense each time, he noted. He couldn’t know that their thrill of it increased with every day, knowing he was to know those whips whilst noosed one day ... on the day of his final exhibit when Georgina’s darkest erotic pleasure was granted.

Hortense was their of course, to further the intensity of his expulsions of seed, standing prominently where she could be viewed and admired by him, as he took the final noose at what was his park, her look of smug contentment at him as he shot his load, seeing to it that his balls gave up their seed in generous fashion, her look taking in the spitefully proud pose of the ginger Georgina, knowing she was to know shortly, the pure ecstasy of seeing him displayed on the rope while she posed like that, long after his struggle and ejaculation on the rope had been demanded of him by her. Norma, Clara, Amanda Seeger, Christina Mills, and Sarah Cripps were all there to witness his humiliation at being brought as close to death as possible, and his self-shaming at shooting his seed in the submissively erotic ecstasy of it. The sneers of those women along with the gasping ridicule in pleasure of those women witnessing it for the first time, adding to that ecstasy, as he jiggered and jerked in a masochistic aura high on the rope.

Hortense’s pleasure was to be twofold on that glorious day, her spiteful eyes going down to Brigham, who thrust his rigid cock at the air on taking in the sight before him, and the intense and unanimous pleasure of the female audience around him while he knelt, leashed, gagged, and anally plugged at the feet of a woman whose sadism toward masculinity knew no bounds.

“See how he feels the pleasure of that noose Brigham, and the sweet humiliation of knowing he’ll know it’s grip again ... imagine the intensity and pure ectasy of his spend, if he knew he were to be snuffed on the rope for the pleasure of all...” As the now unconscious Tanner was lowered with his cock dribbling, the pompous and satisfied applause of womanhood continuing to shame him although unheard, as his bound body was interred in the awaiting coffin. Brigham felt all eyes were suddenly upon him as Hortense tugged him away from the crowd, toward the stark platform as the cart with the coffin trundled away ... though Georgina remained upon the scaffold platform, and didn’t ride in satisfied pomp with one foot upon it, as was usual. Brigham’s cock boned as a further applause began to arise from the feminine crowd, on seeing Hortense display him before the stark structure, and Georgina’s lustful eyes. The mature woman’s cunt oozed as she continued her sadistic tease.

“ ... oh yes Brigham, imagine that ecstasy in knowing the rope is to snuff you out ... a pleasure you’ll not have to imagine, because you’re going to experience it...” Brigham gasped with masochistic awe as he stumbled on his knees, paraded in the shadow of the noose and the ginger girl who’d hang him, his cock boning high in the hope that he was about to know that pleasure as the applause from the crowd grew ever louder.

“Here their rejoicing Brigham, rejoicing at knowing you’re to be snuffed out on the rope for my pleasure ... they’ve all been made aware of it, though you were of little significance to them...” Her clitoris poked high from its moistened hood as she felt his impatience to die for her and that audience, he, pulling the leash taut as her parade of him took them close to the steps, the last steps he’d know. Her spite was pure, unadulterated, and ripe with sadism as she perfected her cruel tease, his cock dribbling pre-cum as her cruel laughter rang in his ears.

“ ... Oh don’t be so impatient Brigham! ... you’re to die tomorrow ... I just wanted you to savour the taste of what’s to come, and have our audience see how much you yearn to please them...” He jerked on the leash, thrusting his cock at the air as Georgina looked down at him, one hand caressing the noose he’d know, the other blowing him a kiss. He looked at the plump and spiteful ginger girl, longing to sniff at her cunt on being noosed, as Hortense made sure his humiliation on that last full day if his life was thorough indeed.

“ ... don’t look so disappointed my pet, you’ll not come on the rope till tomorrow ... but you’ll come today just the same...” She jerked his leash back and had him look down the length of the platform, Georgina and the noose on one side, the delighted crowd of femininity - as eager for tomorrow to arrive as he was - on the other, then held the leash high and taut, emulating the noose, her cunt wet with arousal.

“Masturbate! ... masturbate and show every woman here how you lust to hang for them!” Brigham didn’t hesitate, the stimulation of his hand as he stroked his rigid cock, matched by the stimulation of mocking female derision at his masochistic lust for the noose, whilst Hortense sneered with satisfaction. Her humiliation of Tanner had given her deliciously erotic pleasure as she confirmed her power over him, but the absolute power she’d enjoy in seeing this cur hang in humiliation tomorrow, superseded any erotic pleasure she’d yet known. She’d snuffed out many a male in her sadistic lifetime, but the swell of her cunt and the tingling she enjoyed as he masturbated in utter humiliation, heralded a snuffing like no other before ... and the huge feminine audience enhanced that sordid pleasure for her as much as he.