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The Erotic Noose is a fantasy blog that aims to explore the erotic connection that some individuals find exists in between themselves and the hangman’s noose. This blog is purely about FANTASY and is in no way meant to promote or encourage suicide, self-hanging for fun or any of the other things depicted in this blog. Everything on this site is a work of fiction. Any resemblance in detail between the stories presented here in story or imagery and the characters depicted in them is purely coincidental.
I first noticed my Mom’s desk was empty, but then looking over at Sarah I knew why, there just visible under the front of Sarah’s desk were the soles of my Mom’s bare feet, toes curled in excitement as they gently bobbed up and down. It was obvious from their and Sarah’s position -not to mention the rapturous look on Sarah’s face- that my Mom’s face was buried deep between Sarah’s legs. Hesitating at the open door a moment I thought of quietly leaving and returning later when just as Sarah let out a soft lusty moan she noticed us. Startling she sat up quickly, knocking her cup of coffee over in the process, and with a forced professional friendly voice announced how happy she was to see us and how could she help?” As I introduced Mika and explained I was there to get the form signed I noticed Mika was staring most uncharacteristically while Sarah seemed really unable to focus. It was only after rambling on a bit and going to lay the form on Sarah’s desk that I realized Mom’s feet were still bobbing under the desk. Laying the form on the desk in front of Sarah I continued, “If you and Mom want to sign this later and drop it off yourselves….” “Ummmm….yessss… I mean no”, Sarah focused and spoke down, “Ruth your daughter and Mika are here, we need to sign the release for tonight.” Sarah reluctantly slid her chair back and Mom’s voice came from below the desk asking us to come around. Mika and I walked behind the desk to see Mom still crouched beneath the desk but now with her head and shoulders exposed her face flushed and a ring of Sarah’s juice glistening around her beaming smile of welcome. “Thank you for taking care of the paperwork darling, and Mika, I am so delighted you will be joining us tonight, and you look so lovely today…” and here my Mom briefly signed the paper on the floor- careful to avoid the spilled coffee, and continued a pleasant discussion with Mika about nothing in particular as I handed the form up to Sarah. “It is a pleasure to see you Mrs. Miller,” Mika spoke as casually and pleasantly as my Mom had.
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Heidi Hemphill, (left) Founder of Hanging Out Magazine and inventor of the Noose-O-Matic 1000. Hello and welcome to the blog. If you h...
Stage 1: You become aware of hanging as a method of execution, possibly by watching one or more films, especially westerns in whic...
Note: This story was contributed by one of followers of this blog. The illustrations are by yours truly. Dear Heidi; This is a copy ...
And here, in a departure from usual I post what I thought was a very erotic story sent to me by one of the readers of this blog. The illustr...
By Happily Locked Man Illustrations by Yours Truly Alan drove slowly around the old industrial building, desperate to know what was ins...
What can you do when you're 35 and you've had every sexual thrill and lived a life of sin and pleasure and g...
"How hard can this possibly be?" Mariko asked herself as she nonchalantly walked stark naked across the dojo floor towar...
And here's another wonderful post submitted by one of our readers. Again, I have not had the time nor the proper DAZ downloads to illust...
As some of you might have guessed, I didn't sleep all that much the night after my little afternoon tryst and photo shoot with Becky-...
By Charlie Kilo I was in trouble. I was in trouble. Oh gods, I was in trouble. Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, what had I been thinking? Stupi...
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Kate Johnson lit a cigarette and poured two drinks as she heard the sound of Lilly Entwistle's car pull up outside the stone-walled compound where Lilly would shortly be executed by hanging. Lilly of course knew full-well she would not leave the compound alive. Kate had been invading her dreams for a week now, making it clearer and clearer that if she did not come of her own free will and face her hanging by Kate, then Kate would use her extraordinary powers as the most powerful succubus ever to have lived, to make Lilly hang herself shortly after waking up on the next morning. Then someone eventually would find her body, hanging naked in her home, likely in an advanced state of decomposition. It would be photographed still hanging, and then taken to the county coroner who would rule it a suicide, and everyone she ever knew would know she hand hanged herself naked in her home.
She didn't want that and what surrendering herself to Kate promised was that her body would never be found. She would simply be a disappeared person. Her car would end up in a chop shop someplace, and no-one would ever be any the wiser that she was herself a succubus, or had lost a gambit to overpower Kate and her boarder-lover Brad. Lilly knew of course that Kate and Brad were lovers, though she did not know they were secretly married. She wanted the both of them though; Brad because she wanted very badly to hang to death with him hanging beside her, and Kate...because she knew she'd have to get Kate out of the way first. But she had no idea of Kate's power, and it was Kate that took control of the dreamspace they shared.
Lilly got out of her car, opened the gate to the courtyard and walked in. Kate was waiting there for her, a martini in one hand, Lilly's favorite and a Old-Fashioned--Kate's favorite--in the other.
"I see you made it on time," Kate greeted her. "Would you care for a drink before we get started?" It was early in the morning; not usually the time of day that Lilly would have a martini, but she was grateful for anything that would help numb the pain just a little bit.
"Yes, thank-you, Mrs. Johnson," replied Lilly. "I surely would."
"You may call me Kate, if you wish," replied Kate.
"Thank-you, Kate," replied Lilly. "And thank-you for giving me this chance to do things discretely. Are you certain no-one will ever find my body?"
"Positive," Kate answered matter-of-factly.
"Lake Michigan?" inquired Lilly as she took a sip of her drink,
"Something like that," Kate replied.
"Would you rather they found you hanging in your garage?" Kate shot back.
"No! Definitely not!" replied Lilly. She took another sip of her martini then shifted her gaze to the pair of Auto-Hangs over by the far wall. "I've never seen a contraption like that. I was thinking you'd stand me on a stool and kick the legs out."
"Brad devised it. It works like a charm," Kate explained.
"I suppose it hurts just as much, though?" asked Lilly.
"The pain comes on a little more gradually, but aside from that, there isn't any real difference. Brad and I have both tried them out, you see," explained Kate. "In fact... they make a pretty good play toy when you use it correctly."
"But we won't be playing around this morning, you and I," Lilly inquired, for the first time showing a slight hint of nervous apprehension. "I mean this is...."
"Final," Kate finished the sentence for her. "I'd love to be able to say its nothing personal, Lilly, just business but as you know it is personal and you pose a threat to Brad, and so you have to die. It's that simple."
"I could move away," Lilly offered.
"Then you'd kill someone else eventually, Lilly. It's stronger than you are, and I can't let that happen. You can't change who you are."
"Nor can you, Kate. Have you ever thought about that?" Lilly replied tartly.
"I have changed," replied Kate. "I only kill those who threaten us... who threaten my love...who would do either of us harm to feed their own self-destructive needs. You're one of those people Lilly. I'm sorry that it had to come to this; I truly am. I would much rather just be able to live our my life with Brad in peace, but you crossed over the line and have to die for it, right here, right now. Finish your drink and take off your dress. It's time."
"I'll have your rings and jewelry also please," said Kate gently but firmly. "Everything that might help identify your body if it were ever to wash up someplace."
Again, Lilly complied without a word.
"Now walk over to the autohang and put the noose around your neck, or would you prefer I do that for you?" Kate half ordered, half asked.
"I can do it myself, thank-you," Lilly replied coldly.
"Good!" Kate shot back. Then do it.
Lilly walked over to the autohang and while still facing it, took the noose in both hands, then spun herself around and placed it around her neck and tightened it. Kate then handed her the handcuffs, which Lilly took and, placing both hands behind her back, cuffed herself firmly and securely.
"Do you want a moment to pray?" Kate inquired.
"No," replied Lilly. "If God were kind and all-forgiving, he would not have put either of us on Earth."
"Is there anything else you wish to say?" asked Kate. "It's your last chance."
"Just that I hate you Kate Johnson, and I'll be waiting for you in Hell," replied Lilly.
"You knew the risks of fucking with me and Brad, replied Kate. You came and fucked with us anyway, and now you pay the price. Life is hard. It's harder when you're stupid. Going Up!," Kate answered back as she pushed the "up" button on the autohang, starting the small but powerful electric motor that slowly but surely hoisted Lilly up off the ground.
Lilly immediately felt the rope bite into her neck as she began her final, slow convulsive dance. Kate was right of course....she had been a fool to make a play for Brad, but she was who and what she was and in the end, she had to die this way. She tried hard to convince herself that this way, she would die while she still had her looks, but it was small comfort as no-one but Kate would ever gaze upon her dead body. How nice it would have been, she thought to have lived long enough to see Kate dangle and dance.
"Well, if not me she thought, then someone else surely will. Maybe even Brad?" And with that thought, the darkness enveloped her.
In this Issue of Noose & Neck Monthly, Kayla Chartrand of The Naked Sports Network interviews former librarian turned noose artist Becky-Sue Jackson.
Kayla: Hello Rebecca. First off let me say just how excited I am to be interviewing your for The Naked Sports Network and Noose & Neck Monthly. Your art has been gracing the covers and pages of our magazine ever since Congress legalized consensual hanging. Becky: Thank-you and please call me Becky-Sue. Kayla: Of course. Now just to make it clear for our readers, you don’t hang your photo subjects to death the way some other artists out there are doing today. Why is that? Becky: Well we get a lot more clients that way, and many of them enjoy the experience so much they come back for a second or third series of hanging portraits, and of course, dead clients never buy prints, so we do our very best to keep them alive, yes.
Kayla: None have ever died? Becky: I didn’t say that exactly. No matter how hard we try to make things as safe as possible, there are always serious risks with being hanged by the neck, especially when you want to hang until unconsciousness, so we have lost a few over the years, but not many and they know full well what they are getting into before a session starts because we explain in full detail how things are done and what the risks are when they first contact us. Kayla: Can you tell us a bit about how you got involved in hanging art?
Kayla: And what about evangelicals. How did they respond? Becky: Well again, like typical Christians. Most of them denounced and sent us threatening letters. Some threatened to kill us, but that sort of abated a bit when it was revealed that the so-called “Reverend” Graham Franklin, and that other jerk Jerry Galwell Jr, were both in the closet about being noose addicts themselves and were doing it with young women who were at least twenty years younger than their wives are.
Becky: Well, not as often as I’d like to, but Fiona, Arthur and I get together on average three nights a month, and each time, one of us gets the noose. We take turns so that we each get a chance to dance with the Auto-Hang once a month. Kayla: And you’re always naked? Becky: Mostly, but not always. Sometimes we get into a bit of cosplay, like when I got myself a Japanese school girl uniform on e-Bay. Then I wore it for the mock trial we often have before the hanging session, though I took off the skirt and panties before the hanging so that I could pee freely while I hanged if I had to. Fiona dressed up in her old headmistress outfit, and took her skirt off too so she could masturbate more easily, and Arthur was completely naked though out. To be fair, he tends to ejaculate a lot watching me hang, so it makes sense.
Kayla: Can you tell us a bit more about your clients? Who they are and why they come to you?
Becky: It becomes a symbol of how they suffered and choked throughout their marriages and of their liberation of course. They wear they scars with pride. In fact, it’s becoming quite the “in” thing to do in some circles. There’s even a club of divorced ladies here in town in which a noose scar is a requirement for becoming a member. Kayla: How interesting, though I think I would still get scar repair treatment if our little session leaves me with one.
Becky: Why of course dear. You have such a gorgeous neck to begin with and if you decide at some point that you really want a scar, you can always come back to me for another session. Kayla. Well that about wraps up my questions, so let’s get started on the paperwork and get this 42 year-old neck a bit of a stretching, shall we?
Note: This story was contributed by one of followers of this blog. The illustrations are by yours truly.
Well, this time I am truly finished with Deviant Art. I got a message from them yesterday: Your Account Has Been Suspended KamikoTakahara,
Our moderation team has indefinitely suspended your account. The administrator also added the following comment: Submission of fantasy or fetish based themes which are considered to be nonconsensual, unsafe, illegal, or otherwise objectionable For more information about suspensions and how they affect your account at DeviantArt, click here.
I guess this should be taken as a warning to others putting out the same kind of art. Your days there are numbered. I will therefore welcome editorial submissions from any of you creating this kind of art to this blog. Just send me a message to find out how you can go about it if you are interested.
I shall also endeavor to post here as many as possible of the images I posted on DeviantArt over the years that never made it into my blog. We'll start with the "Japan Retro Noose Squad" images below. I never really wrote a back story for these images, so if someone out there wants to, I will consider your submissions.
As a further inclusion,this futuristic and dystopian image.
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