His Darkest Secret, Part 3 of 3 [femdom] [bdsm] [real] [femdom] [extreme] [fearplay] [execution] [new] [F25/m44]

She stood above him, still holding the orange cattle prod in her hand. She was thinking about what her next move was, as she never wanted the feeling she had right now to come to an end. The fact that he was truly scared and trying to fight back excited her in a way she hadn’t been excited in a very long time. As she looked up at the noose hung in the center of the room, there was a huge part of her that wanted to find out what it would truly feel like to be the ultimate reason he took his last breath. She also knew that the drop associated with maybe ending the life of the only person to ever make her feel this way was too much to handle. The thoughts of having to dispose of a body, or the time she’d face in jail if caught never crossed her mind; and she was just fine with that.

She kicked him in the ribs to rouse him from his comatose state on the floor. She then informed him it was time. Before he knew it, she had him on his feet and then standing on the chair with the noose around his neck. She wrapped the other end around her right hand as she came close to his face and started to speak softly.

“You deserve this. You deserve to be hanged here until you die for the fact that you have mistreated women your entire life,” she stroked his cheek upward and started to pull down the hood as she continued to speak. “It will be at my hand that you meet your end. So as you take your last breath, I want you to remember it was me who took it from you.”

She then pulled the hood over his face and took a step back. She wrapped the rope several more times around her hand, pulling it so it was uncomfortably tight around his throat. She sized up the distance it would take to kick out the chair, and in her second swift motion, she did it. She removed the piece of furniture that was his last grasp to life. As the chair moved and his weight pulled his body downward, she heard him let out a true cry. Just as she had planned on doing all along, she released the other end of the rope from her hand, and he fell hard to the floor. With his hands and ankles cuffed he hit without ever being able to brace himself.

Her three witnesses, stood up and walked out, each embracing her in a congratulatory way before leaving. He laid on the ground whimpering. He was a pile of broken pieces being held together by a hood and rope. She laid on the ground next to him and came close. She pulled up his hood and saw him still crying hysterically. She couldn’t help but lean in and kiss him and then tightly press her leather wrapped body against his. As his crying stopped, she felt a bulge begin to rise in his pants. It was at that moment she knew she’d truly found her match – he was just as turned on by the situation as was she, and she needed his cock inside her. She pulled down his orange, prison issue trousers and his cock sprung to attention. She was so wet, she immediately tugged on her thick leather apron and climbed on top.

Each of them were in absolute ecstasy, and came almost immediately; they laid on the floor with the noose still around his neck and held each other like lovers. It was at that moment that the aftercare ended. She reached down and cupped his balls in her hand – still covered in a mixture of both their juices.

“You have one week to put your affairs in order, your end will be next week,” she said to him in a serious tone. “Meet me at the Tavern again, same day, same time. This time, I will not be inviting witnesses. This time it is between me and you.”

With that, she stood up and walked out of the room. She opened up the door one more time and threw in his clothes. He quickly got changed and left. He was going through a wide range of emotions. She on the other hand was already in her bed completely satisfied. Filled with the memories of the true fear she had just caused and the thoughts about what was next. And while there was still some uncertainty around what next week would hold, there was one thing of which she was completely certain – he wails be there to play again next week.

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