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My darkest hanging fantasy. Part two
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Now that I'm prepared my hangman leads me to the large barn. It takes a minute to walk in then I glaze over the room. A set of stairs lead up to the the loft where I see the cross beam with a noose rig up to it. Im walk up the steps rattling my chains with each step. When I reach the top I'm stood on the trapdoor. The noose hangs just inches in front of me. The noose is fashion out of thick rough hemp rope. Half inch diameter rope with 13 loop coils. The hangman takes her time. First a belt is wrapped around my ankles and sinch tight. Follow by my thighs then my arms. After she covers my head with a black hood I feel the noose tightening around my neck. Before l hang she reads my death warrant. Then I plunge through the trapdoor and dangle for ten minutes.
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Posted on : Jan 24, 2019
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