The Warden's Tale

I have been Warden for xviii years. The last three years of my work have been the Warden at the United commonwealth Correctional Facility for woman at Femdea, California.

Femdea is renowned as the largest women's prison in the state, and also because it is the site of the only working capital penalization quickness for woman in the federal official system. The prison house contains the only gallows designed specifically for the multiple murder of female wrongdoer. These writ of execution are almost entirely for drug offenses under the meat ascendance Act of 2010, although occasionally fair sex are also executed for early crimes such as murder on Fed dimension, terrorist-related discourtesy, etc. I had always personally delighted in taking the duty of Warden and in complaint of organizing and supervising executions under what is known as the Anti narc Protocol.

The ANP was first brought into use in mid-2012, when it became obvious that the normal method of death by lethal shot was inadequate, too time-consuming and too expensive to deport out between ten and twenty executions every calendar week. The large number of executions was due to the Substance control Act, which essentially provides the death penalisation for any sales event of prohibited narcotics except for marijuana, and also for the possession of fairly small-scale amounts of drugs for any use, sale or personal. America finally decided to get serious about putting an end to drugs, and unlike any other Capital penalty law in American account, the statute has been vigorously and speedily enforced. In the first few yr there were at least a thousand executing at Femdea annually. Even though the drug curse has now been largely eliminated in the United state of matter, there will always remain a small number of people who simply don't get the message, including women.

Female executions are now down to between three and four hundred per twelvemonth, and are expected to rest at that level for some time. In my own time at Femdea, the fewest number of cleaning lady I ever saw hanged on one day was three, the largest number ten. The common figure of hanging on execution twenty-four hours nowadays is normally between five and eight women. With the ANP, this number is manageable.

The legal appeals unconscious process takes about a year. forgiveness and commutation are rare, although they do occur. When the prison warden is served notice that a dying row yard bird's appeal has been rejected, she is scheduled for execution on morning a month from the day, unless that day falls on Christmas Day, the Fourth of July, or for some ironic reason, Valentine's Day. ( Who says prison executive have no sense of humor ? ) The prisoner is brought to my authority and informed that her appeal has been denied and her prison term will be duly carried out in one month time, that there is no further hope for sound intervention and she must compose herself for end. This where the crying and screaming usually occur, and there are trained psychological counselor available for the condemned charwoman. They're practiced at their Book of Job, and this is why we have so few representative of charwoman struggling or fighting when they are taken to the gallows. The prisoner is then removed to a holding cell on a long row of cells which runs line of latitude with the gallows platform.

I need to discover the gallows itself. It is almost like a stage in an auditorium, a raised chopine approximately forty feet prospicient and twelve human foot wide, supported by concrete pillar. The first off year it was erected the warden of the time tried individual trap room access, but there were too many mechanically skillful job and postponement, so Femdea switched to an older and simpler stepping-off system. In forepart of the platform are dustup of folding chairs for looker. A single steel beam or girder with each end mounted in the concrete walls of the death house runs over the platform at a top of about xv groundwork. The girder is also supported by two concrete pillar near either end, and is foster held up by steel suspension cables bolted into the roof. At intervals, heavy-duty steel U-bolts are bolted into the bottom of the ray of light, and the noosed ropes are attached to these dash, threaded in manually by the set-up gang on execution first light. The beam is not exactly flush with the boundary of the gallows weapons platform. There is about three feet of headroom between the beam and the boundary, so that when a condemned cleaning woman is suspended, she dangles in the air in front man of the platform.

The floor of the program is covered in industrial carpeting, except for gum elastic mat which runs from the ten step-off blocks, or tabourets to give them their ancient and decline gens, to the door of each holding cell. The rubber mat is laid down because sometimes the reprobate women actually urinate in little terror at the raft of the waiting noose. ( We keep a mop and bucket W. C. Handy. ) There is a peep hole on the doorway of each cadre, but these remain shut until the prisoner is taken out to be hanged. The block are just that, large steel squares or mainstay with a set of five steps leading up to them, with a carpeted top. The ropes are of flavor manila paper hemp. The noose is of the British elan with a heavy credit card D-ring instead of the common American-style noose with the hangman's mi. To be honorable, this reading won out because the instruction execution team found it too much difficulty and too time-consuming to tie the many nooses needed for multiple carrying into action. One snare dangles in front of each block. The literal execution gang who carry out the hangings are all male corrections officers ; female person rectification policeman are with each condemned fair sex in each holding cell, two per cell.

At eight thirty on the morning of the execution, I enter the death sign of the zodiac by the inside door ( not from the gallows side ) and goes from cell to cell along the intimate corridor, reading each condemned cleaning woman her death stock-purchase warrant and asking if she has any finally lyric to say, which are recorded by a stenographer. This is so the actual instruction execution will go swiftly and efficiently. At eight 45, the prescribed attestor ( no media ) are allowed in. They are paid $ 50 per performance plus traveling disbursal and some of them turn up at hanging after hanging. At nine o'clock sharp, once all the nooses have been rigged, the warden comes out onto the gallows platform to maintain, and I will throw the signaling to begin.

The holding cell are numbered on the gallows side, one through ten. I slides back the peep hole one-armed bandit on cellular phone number one. One of the distaff guard duty on the inside unlocks the door and admits the Warden and two male guards from the execution team, thus making for a somewhat herd cell. When the peephole slides out-of-doors, the second female guard requests that the prisoner stand up. She is wearing a white-hot hospital testing gown with only a individual string tie at the binding. When the execution team enters, the female guard requests that the captive turn around and face the wall. Ideally, from then on until the prisoner is all in, there is no more actor's line of any sort, although in practice sometimes it doesn't work out that way. The female guard duty then unties the hospital gown and lets it go down to the floor. ( Prisoners are executed in the nude supposedly because the sum up humiliation is to be component part of their penalization, but frankly I have always thought it was so the mortuary team wouldn't have to undress them and pull off attire and underwear soaked with feces and urine. ) The female sentry go draws the doom cleaning woman's wrists together behind her back, and one of the male person safeguard handcuffs her.

She is then led out the door, a few brief steps along the prophylactic mat, up the steps and onto the block, which is expectant enough for three people to stand on the top. She has a male safety device on either English of her, holding her arms. The guard on her rightfield reaches out with one hand and secures the noose. While the safety device on the left holds both arms and steadies the prisoner, the one on the flop slips the noose around her neck and cinches it under her jaw just below the right ear. He nods to the guard on the left wing. Each guard keeps one hand on the captive's elbow, place their other deal on the prisoner's pep pill back and lower back respectively, and without any word or further delay they"wait on"her, as the official language says, off the city block. They don't actually push unless the prisoner is struggling. If the prisoner is quiet and resigned, as most are, they gently but insistently run her forward until she steps off the block.

The condemned fair sex drops two to three human foot and is suspended. The rope tightens and bites into her neck, there is a kind of"huuh !"from her as if she had received a sudden setback, her top dog is tilted forcibly upward and to the left field at an angle, and then for anywhere from LX seconds to fifteen minutes or more than, she does the Dance of death, which is always fascinating to check. Every Dance is slightly dissimilar, as alone as a snow bunting. Occasionally the prisoner's neck is broken, but the estimate that a broken neck causes instantaneous Death on the gallows is a myth. You can tell the neck is broken because there are no major convulsion, but there is severe twitching and palpitating in the body and the hanging woman's head paradiddle back and Forth, sometimes blood coming from her mouth as she bites her tongue. I have seen this go on for six or seven minutes before death occurs.

Usually, however, the drop does not let out the neck, and death is by strangulation. After the drop the condemned woman usually kicks wildly on air for several minutes, which of grade has the result of making her swing freely like a pendulum, back and forth, the circle creaking. With the swinging of her physical structure and the heave of her dresser as she tries to sop up breather, her chest jiggle and bounce enticingly. She writhes and twirls at the end of the circle, bobbing and gasping, eyes goggling in her read/write head. Most advert womanhood seek to do the"bunny hop,"trying to jump or draw themselves upward to take up a little of the pressure off the noose and perhaps draw a pant or two of air, and occasionally they bring home the bacon, although the resulting slight downward fall cinches the gin still tighter around their necks. Very occasionally a pay heed cleaning lady is able-bodied to twist herself around and actually get her toes or feet back up on the block for a few seconds. In that sheath the safety, who have by now come down from the block and are standing on either side of it in order to prevent that very affair, push her animal foot off and set her swinging again.

Generally speaking, although not always, the for the first time unfounded paroxysm and kicking Dy down after a few proceedings, and then comes the painful stretch, as the string up woman's toes seem to stretch down and her body arches, as she seeks some variety of storey beneath her to ease the agony of the rope. The swinging subsides somewhat and now she begins to plough Sir Thomas More than golf stroke, first to the right field and then to the left. One of the most gripping of all experiences is to look into the center of a string up adult female who has reached this phase, because you can state that she is entirely conscious still, suffering beyond mental imagery, that she knows perfectly well where she is and what is happening to her. Sometimes the prisoner makes modest, odd gasping disturbance, although not always.

After the stretching and turning comes the vellication or spasmodic phase, as the consistence itself begins to die. This is usually marked by the fluttering of the toes, quivering of the white meat, and jerking of the handcuffed wrists behind her back, and often her tongue lolls out of her caput, a bright cyanosed blue almost like something out of a sketch. The functionary goal is considered to be when bowels and bladder relax in dying and a stream of faeces and urine is released into a roofing tile trough with drains that runs beneath the gallows. A guard with a hose quickly washes the body waste down the drain and standing on a ordure and wearing latex glove, he cleans the dangling eubstance with an alcohol and disinfectant-soaked laundry cloth. At this point Death is presumed to hold occurred, but in my experience it's generally about thirty seconds after she shits. You can see the light go out in their eyes, like turning off a lamp.

Now, as fascinating as it is watching a naked woman do the terpsichore of Death, while all of this is going on the guard are not just standing there observing. There are other women who must join their erring sister on the gallows. Once the real physical struggle of the first executed charwoman has subsided and she has reached the turn as opposed to swinging stagecoach, I go to cell numeral two and opens the peephole, the arcsecond sentence captive is stripped and cuffed and led out onto the platform and up onto the block, and the entire mental process is repeated. After she has somewhat calmed down on her R-2 comes cell bit three's turn, and so off until all of Fri's batch of doom woman are hanging in the air. It is not unknown, when there are less than five prisoner to be hanged, for all three or four of them to be dangling in a row and still active, or"fidgeting"as the condition goes. Now that I have explained the cognitive process, I shall begin my tale.

Being warden I am privileged with a substantial amount of power over the prisoners, which I must confess I have used for my own pleasure. The doomed women always fascinated me, I found it highly arousing when dealing with woman who face certain end. So I used my posture and power to establish myself a seraglio of irregular women. I think it's best I tell you in detail what I'm talking about. I've received files on five condemn women whom are all scheduled to dance on the noose. Margie, aged 24, was a"biker gal"and an out and out meth dealer. Julia, aged 28, was a single mother who had tried to make some extra immediate payment selling snow and got the gallows instead, Naima, aged 20, was a tall, elegant looking light-skinned dim girl who had the wrong boyfriend and possibly took some satisfaction in the fact that he had already swung in Marion pen before she kept her own date with the noose. Mei Ling, age unnamed but young, was an illegal Chinese immigrant who tried to pay for her incoming into USA by running some heroin in from the Hong Kong Triads. Finally, there was Audrey, aged thirty-something, a red-hot former ace TV reporter and anchorwoman who simply wasn't able to get it through her capitulum that when it came to her personal cocaine habit, no means no and yes, even for media personalities, hang substance hang.

I reviewed each file carefully and get to for sure their medical check up comes back make clean, I visited each of the women and inform them of the courtyard's decision and allow them a day to process the news. Then I start my routine. First up was Maggie, she was a blond, her hair was cut short circuit and her body had several intricate biker tattoos, including the criterion barbed wire around the bicep. She was a pretty lady friend but as a dealer dipped into her own stash and now, she needed another hit. I arranged it for her, she was brought to the infirmary and administered a similar compound, she was in a euphoric state as she began undressing. As her boilers suit fell I saw her nude body, she had effective business firm breasts, not huge but very well formed. A skinny fille, with vernal skin, the drugs are doing damage to her youthful body, but it hasn't taken it toll. She took my cock in her mouth and started to go down on. She was a good cock fool, no doubt she done this before. She looked upped at me witch grateful heart, I was after all making the daytime to her inevitable death bearable. I was hard as rock when I pulled her up and placed her on the affected role bed and rammed my rock-hard cock into her pussy. She was already wet already, being 24 her kitty-cat received my pecker easily. She was tight and wet as my stopcock slipped in and out. She moaned in extasy as the drugs in he system must own sent euphoria through her brains. Grabbing her firm breasts, I couldn't hold much longer and climaxed into her waiting pussy. As I pulled out, glutinous ashen liquidness slowly dripped out of her pussy. She giggled as she ran her digit down to her bend and returned her fingers with the cum back to her rima oris sucking it."What a waste of a good fuck I thought to myself, but then the way this junky bitch was going at it, she's going to be unfuckably ugly soon."I thought to my self as I was getting dressed. She was led back to her cell without a exhibitioner, I wanted her to hold my cum for the Nox, my gift for her. I gave her a hit every few days before her fourth dimension was up, she was grateful every time.

Julia was my favourite in this group because I found her the most attractive. She had a footling boy whom she hasn't seen since her arrest and agreed readily to my need if I allowed telephone calls between them and even teased her with potential visits, though that was never going to take place. I had her brought to my office where I have a bed room with a king-sized bed. As she undressed facing away from me I saw her body was a little plump, but shapely, she was a redhead, and her vertebral column and her buttocks were powdered with lentigo. She turned around and I saw a full-figured woman, clayey but not fat, perfectly proportioned, with two of the most magnificent knockers I had ever seen and a fiery red bush. She had a caesarian section scar above her crouch,"at least her pussy will be tight."I thought to myself She had her oculus down casted, she was blushing and quite unquiet which turned me on even more."look at me"I said with a tush representative. She looked upped, I can see she was trembling a bit."How many men have you been with ?"She again looked down and tried to cover her bleakness with her bridge player, her action only pushed her large breast up forming a prominent cleavage which delighted me."Only with the beginner of my son, and he left us."She said with a voice that is barely a whisper,"When can I babble to my boy, if I do this you promise you will.."I cut her off,"Yes, yes of line. You will get 30 minutes tonight after this. Now lets begging."I took her by the hand and led her to the bed. She laid down and I put my hands on her thighs, she spread her legs on que. I massaged her inner thigh with my manus and my glossa explored her chthonic part. She moaned and put her custody on my nous as her kitty-cat juice started to flow. I had to get her into the mood as she was an tardily 20s and nervous. I played with her magnanimous beautiful breasts for eld before letting her suction me. She wasn't very experienced at it as she did secern the trueness of her lacking in sexual partners. But that furthered my desire for her, I was the last cock she will have in this world. Our making love making was wearisome at foremost, as my cock slid in and out of her wet slit. She felt wonderful beneath me, and soon I couldn't hold back and came inside her. She didn't notice as I didn't stop fucking her, my cock was still hard from me being so horny. I rolled with her on the bed and she is now riding me, I thrusted up with her and watched her breasts bounce. She rode faster and faster when I shot a second load into her. It was pure extasy for me. She had a look of surprise"did you cum inside me ?"she tried to wander off but I grabbed her and pulled her to me."Are you worried about being pregnant ?"as I brought her to my eye degree. Her eyes her expression of distress suddenly turned to hurt as she realized she didn't have that long to worry about such thing. I held her feeling her breast against my eubstance and my cum slowly leaking out of her pussy and on to my Lucille Ball."You were rattling Julia, I have the cell gear up for you to babble to your son. But there's one last thing you need to do, there are juices from our Union down there. Clean it up with your mouth and let me see you swallow it."Her eyes lit up from shock, she had obviously never done this before. My gaze did not falter and she realized she had to do it to get what she wants. She slowly climbed off me while her hands covered her nethers to foreclose advance leakage. After going in the a kneeling position she slowly and with not bad reluctance licked the cum off my rooster and balls. The opinion was great, her ardent tongue on my hide was something I will never forget. Afterward I contacted child protective avail and arranged a 30 min academic term of her with her son. I rested and watched her still nude on my bed talking on the speech sound. When the time was up she struggled to hang up the earphone, but with a firm motion I took the phone away. With teardrop in her eyes she walked to the lav and turned on the shower. I walked in after her,"do you desire to mouth to him again ?"She looked at me and nodded. I simply smiled and walked into the cascade with her. No word was spoken and I guided her hands to my half set up shaft. She knew what needed to be done and on her genu she went and began sucking. When I was prepare I pull her up and lifted up one of her legs and rammed my cock in her pussy. As I started to fuck her I moved my face in to osculate her. She turned her facial expression not wanting to kiss me. Grabbing her expression with my helping hand and making her center meet mine I can find her resistant disappearance and she closed her eye as I kissed her. For my persona I was passionate as I was very attracted to this woman. Foundling her breasts as I increased my tempo of thrusts until I grunted and sent another current of hot cum into her channel. No question she would have got been pregnant that night, but we would never know. After the rain shower I sent her back to her cell. I would fuck her the most of all the girls and once a week would arrange a 30 min call for her.

Now for Naima, aged 20, was a magniloquent, elegant looking light-skinned blackened girl. She was young and very practiced looking, but her piteous choice of male companions landed her here. Unfortunately though I was taken by her looks, her attitude left little to be desired. I tried assorted means to lure her but she would have none of it, even threatening me if I laid my hands on her. I could only see her raw body during the physical exams and shower. Her caramel-colored body was hanker and lean and lithe, her breast were high-pitched and buoyant. Her pubic hair were nice and trimmed. I could only crave after them for now, but I will take my lust out on Julia or Maggie if I am in the mood.

Next I went to Mei Ling, age unknown she was untested looking, I don't think she was even 18 but Asians look Young. She was an illegal Formosan immigrant who tried to pay for her first appearance into America by running some heroin in from the Hong Kong Triads. She didn't speak English people and her public guardian simply turned over an guilty supplication. Only later did the section of justice bring in a translating program and I can only hope communicated what had happened, by that time it was too late. A half ass appeal later she was under my supervising until her unseasonable date with the noose. She was in isolation simply because we had no way of communicating with her. I had a good smell at her during the doctoral examination, boney daughter with articulatio humeri length hairsbreadth. She had a very young-looking face with B size knocker that were perky and supple. She had a large dark scrub as many Asian women don't shave, and a squeamish niggling troll butt. I had prepared for our meeting, using google translate I roughly printed out a substance which conveyed something along the line of products of, she was condemned to last but she may be pardoned by me if she would execute any and all sexual petition from me for a month. It was a blatant lie I know, but from my understanding men of power abuse their position regularly where she is from and it's uncomplicated understanding that I can blackguard such power to give her life if she was unforced do these things. She looked from the paper to me and simply nodded speaking in Taiwanese that I couldn't understand. I smiled and motioned for her to disinvest as I stepped out and dismissed the safety standing out-of-door for 60 minute. He locked me inside with Mei Ling, I faced the door until I hear the safeguard footsteps fade. Then turning I see Mei Ling was naked and laying in bed looking stiff and frightened. I walked up to the bed while taking off my pants and underware, next to the bed I pointed to my peter then pointed to her sass. She looked confused at first, then slowly using her paw she massaged my cock while using the tip of her spit licking it. It was a common misunderstanding that a young woman never gave a blow job before would make. That made me grinning, could she be a Virgo ? Am I that lucky ? This went on for several minutes before I grabbed her oral sex and hurl my peter into her mouth. She gagged in response and a teeth made my cock uncomfortable. Letting her go she recoiled back on the bed gagging. I grabbed her tomentum and pulled her back up,"no"staring into her pluck heart sternly. Slowly moving her head back towards my peter, this sentence she opened her mouthpiece and took the tip of my hammer in. Slowly she sucked on it like a ice lolly. Slowly I try thrusting a petty deeper, at number 1 she resisted but I kept slowly thrusting and I got at to the lowest degree half way in. Getting turned on by this miss lack of experience I pushed her on to the bed and spread her legs. Looking at her bush I didn't want to wade through that jungle and just spread her twat lips and roughly entered her. She was amazingly sozzled and surprisingly wet. Being a very young fille no to a greater extent than 18 but I think she was even jr. ; her twat can get wet very easily. Unfortunately, I found no impediment, so someone else had already destroyed her hymen. No big deal, she was trafficked after all, she probably lost her virginity to the traffickers, I know I would take if a girl like her fell into my lap, extra tax for the journey. She did not closed her oculus as I thrusted into her, the flavor was nonplus, if you ever had pussy in luxuriously school you would know what I'm talking about. Grabbing and licking her supple tit I shot hot loads into her. As I grunted savagely like an animal she began to drive me off her but I was too strong and held her at bay staying inside her. She must be reacting to me cumming inside her, I grabbed her pharynx and she stopped struggling. Looking into my middle she knew she could do nothing and promptly stopped struggling. gestation is the to the lowest degree of her worries. We laid there with me still rock hard inside her, I was still horny and I flip her around on all fours. Her slit may not had been a Virgo the Virgin but that ass hole's virginity was all mine. I pulled out of her cunt prick slippery with cum, reaching down I started to spread her butt nerve. She immediately tried to turn around and I grabbed her neck from butt. She was weeping by now, saying affair that I can't understand. But I think she was pleading with me. When she stopped resisting, I moved my early hand and guided my pecker towards her back incoming. She stiffens as the tip of my cock rammed home, as I pushed she cried out. I would get liked to call back from delight but it's more likely from pain. That was a soused bunghole I drilled, the thought of me being the only when cock that would ever enter this ass hole made me lust for her more. After a brief but brutal rape of that virgin ass I shot more cum into her bowel. I would enjoy her body several more times before the end. She went on to the end thinking I would rid her, inadequate stupid thing, well at least you were a great sex toy for me.

Audrey the TV reporter with a cocaine substance abuse that finally caught up with her. While Audrey was lofty she feared death even more. I dangled a governor's pardon in nominal head of her face and she readily accepted any damage I set. While it is public noesis that the current governor is my good friend from college I would not call in a favor for a piece of pussy, but she didn't know that. When she arrived at my sleeping accommodation she found the big filmdom in straw man of the bed playing old snip of her reporting and the Lapplander outfit she was wearing lay folded on a chair next to the bed."put it on Audrey."I said to her sitting on the bed admiring the beautiful fair sex on TV."Oh you pervert, fine let get this over with."Audrey rolled her centre and took off her prison boilersuit. Her consistency Edward White as marble, recollective black hair and green eyes, and finely sculpted silicone-enhanced titty with implants she had made her network pay for. Dark triangular bush, an incongruous pair of horn-rimmed specs on her face. She put on her blouse and chick with on bra or panties. I got up out of the bed naked and walked up to her. Grabbing her satiny black hair I kissed her passionately and she actually kissed me back."I always fantasized fucking you on the job."I smiled. Her smirk did not tell on her thoughts, she is a veteran for surely, how many reservoir and superiors did you love for your taradiddle and furtherance ? Without any motivate she dropped down and started sucking my peter. She was an expert, taking my dick all the way in and out making gurgling haphazardness and moaning at the Same sentence. She looked up at me with her sultry eye through her glasses and I just couldn't take it and snap my encumbrance. She smiles up at me and held the tip of my pecker as watercourse of hot cum entered her mouth. When my shaft stopped pulsating she release and opened her mouth revealing the cum pooling there. Never taking her gaze off me she closes her lip and swallowed. The next metre she smiled her backtalk was empty. She walked to the bed and poured her self some brandy then laid down on the bed. I walked to her and laid down next to her. She was a wonderful cuddler, running her handwriting through my pilus, played with my tomentum. I founded her tumid role player breasts through her blouse, they were very well made. She unbuttoned the blouse and let them free, they were the most perfect I've ever seen. I finally understood how she rose so fast at her network, what executive can resist her ? I slowly became strong again playing with her, she smiled and put down her crank. But this prison term I pushed her down and mounted her. She was surprising tight for a woman her age, I fucked her slowly at first base. She looked up at me hiking her skirt up so its easier for me then pushing her bosom together with her open blouse."feeling at that sexy refined woman on the tv baby, did you fantasize about fucking her ? Opening up her blouse ? Sucking her on beautiful breasts ? Emm yes you are fucking her now, she is all yours baby."Her words and eye physical contact made me horny and I fucked her as fast and backbreaking as I could, soon I feel my hammer shuttering cum into her waiting pussy. I held her for a long metre after. In the calendar month following I would have intercourse her at least twice a hebdomad and every time she asked about her pardon I told I've already sent the asking to my champion. By the time she realized she had been doped she only had 3 solar day left. She raged and raved threatening me that she will go to her meshwork or sue me or tell everyone about what I did. I simply said you are a subaltern convict condemned to die and have no more contact with the outside world not even with a lawyer because the time for appeals has long past. Her emotional out burst eventually died down, I think she accepted her fate.

The day of the writ of execution inevitably arrived. The five condemned women again were, Margie my junkie slut, aged 24, was a"biker gal"and an out and out meth principal. Julia my mistress of the month, aged 28, was a unity female parent who had tried to pee some redundant cash selling coke and got the gallows instead, Naima the beef, aged 20, was a magniloquent, elegant looking light-skinned pitch blackness girl who had the wrongly beau and possibly took some gratification in the fact that he had swung in Marion Penitentiary the week before she kept her own particular date with the noose. Mei Ling my sex toy, age unknown but Young, was an illegal Formosan immigrant who tried to pay for her debut into America by running some heroin in from the Hong Kong three. Finally there was Audrey, aged thirty-something, a voluptuous erstwhile ace TV reporter and anchorwoman who simply wasn't able-bodied to get it through her head that when it came to her personal cocaine substance abuse, no means no and yes, even for culture medium personalities, bent means hang.

I have to allow that I was nervous and a little sad. I was anxious to see their decease saltation which I found highly titillating and I was sad to see my doxy go. But I had a job to do, so now I was worried that one of the guards would do something foolish like have a R-2 disruption on a girl, or push a daughter off the closure but forget to put the rope around her beck, or otherwise screw up. But I really needn't have been concerned because the hangings went off like clockwork.

I followed the guards for the first off two executions, Margie my lilliputian junkie slut and Julia my preferred cum pass catcher of the month. You should brook in judgment that until the door opened, the safety hadn't even seen either of these women I had been fucking for a month. Like I said, that's a pretty crowded cell with six people in it, and so since I entered the cell after the safety device I didn't see Margie until her hands were already cuffed behind her and she turned around, naked. I saw her body with the intricate biker tattoos, including the standard barbed wire around the bicep. Her unawares blond hair freshly washed, and those safe firm breast, not huge but very well formed. She looked take at me with those blue eyes, at first with a pleading feel, but then turned calm and emotionless. She hoped for one Thomas More screw or any sexual party favour that I could keep her from her fate but then understood that she was about to be hanged, there was null she or I could do about it, and so why kick up a fuss ?

The distaff safeguard led her forward, as she passed me she didn't even release her drumhead to calculate at me. I followed behind the safety and when she stepped out onto the political program I stopped on the political platform to the right of her, and the safeguard took her arms. Margie walked calmly and steadily to the cube and climbed the steps up onto it, regarding the noose in front of her with no expression in her font at all. One of the guards reached over and quickly slipped the noose over her head and around her neck, cinching it under her right ear. She turned her head to look at me briefly saying goodbye with her center and thanking me for keeping her comfortable with the drugs I assume. Then turning back and in a calm articulation she said simply,"I'll do it."Without an assist from the guards she calmly stepped into distance, dropped, stopped, and swung.

Margie's legs splayed a bit as she began to kick, and I noticed her lingua came out immediately. She seemed to be grunting as her white, tattooed body worm and twirled at the end of the rope, over and over,"Uh…uh…uh…"She beat her cuffed hands against the small of her back, twisting them until her carpus bled. After a minute or so she tried"bunny hopping"to captivate a breath, and that kept up for a safe two minutes, her tits flopping and bouncing merrily, I was beginning to get aroused, shifting my legs trying to hide my beginning erection. Then she resumed kicking for a time and then suddenly she sagged and began to squeeze."bye junkie slovenly woman"I thought as she twitched.

"All right,"I said quietly."Let's do telephone number two."Turning I led the precaution back to the cellular telephone doors and opened the peephole on the second base cell.

Julia had her side to the wall and the female guard was just untying her hospital gown and letting it fall when I entered the cell. I watched the guard do the cuffing. He stepped up behind her with the cuffs, the female person guard gently brought her arms behind her back, and he snapped the brand over her carpus. Her hired hand were a little plump, but shapely, and her souse red hair was permed flawlessly ( She wanted to look full on the day ), and her vertebral column and her hind end were powdered with freckle which I had enjoyed touching so much. She turned around and I saw the full-figured fair sex, gruelling but not fat, perfectly proportioned, with two of the most splendid knocker that I sucked on a founded for the last month. Her fiery red Dubya was gone, I made her shave it after our first encounter. I looked at her and smiled knowing just 2 hours ago we had our shoemaker's last academic term and she will be carrying the load I put in her pussy and the payload she swallowed to eternity. But she did not share my enthusiasm, her boldness was stunned, like a deer in the headlamp, and I notice that her unhurt body was glistening with sweat, the bitter sudor of fear.

She finally looked at me and I nodded to her, seeing her eyes slack a bit tells me she still believe in my lie about making sure her boy will not be in the organization and will be taken care of, sorry Julia, I only wanted your body and now its gone there's no more value left. Julia didn't say anything as they led her out. She faltered briefly when she saw the running noose, and walked up the steps slowly but on her own. I looked over and I saw that Margie was still alive, swinging slowly, her legs weaving drunkenly and her toes straining for a story they would never feel again. ( As an parenthesis, I am sometimes asked how the adult female who are last in line for execution react when they step out onto the gallows and they see four or five or Sir Thomas More early naked distaff consistency dangling on ropes, some of them still kicking and writhing and strangling. My response to that may vocalize odd, but it's true : they almost never look down the row, because their own noose is in social movement of them and that's all they see. They're fascinated by it. The few times I have seen a condemned char expression at those who were hanged before her, it's like they don't take it in. Their eyes turn back to their own noose. )

The guard duty slipped the noose over Julia's school principal and closed it under her right ear. She didn't look at me, but instead closed her eye and started drawing in late, deep breath after breath, quickly, hyperventilating almost, trying to suck as much air and oxygen into her soundbox as possible. I've noticed that a lot of char on the gallows do this. It's not a adept melodic theme, because it simply prolongs the suffering, but I suppose it's almost instinctive when you know your breath is about to be choked off forever. The guards put their hands on Julia's back and gently propelled her forward. She balked and I thought for a second she was going to initiate struggling, but the safeguard resumed the pressure on her back, and this clip she let herself proceed forward until she dropped. Her tits were large enough so that even from behind I could see them flop as she plunged and the forget me drug snapped and creaked and she was suspended.

Julia's head started rolling back and forth immediately, but unlike Margie whose tongue had protruded instantly, Julia's teeth were clenched and her case was a twisted rictus of pain in the neck. Her neck was heavyset and her body enceinte, and you could see the Mexican valium biting into it, burning itself into her bod. Her legs kicked frantically and her cuffed hands behind her back clenched and unclenched repeatedly, twisting and turning to try and get out of the turnup so she could snaffle the R-2. Julia did the"scissors"for a bit, straightened leg going back and Forth like scissors. Then she bunny-hopped for possibly a min, trying to suck up at to the lowest degree one gasping hint, without success. Her fine breasts bounced and jiggled like Jello. cover and forth she swung like a pendulum, first scissoring, then bunny-hopping and doing what is called the"staircase,"bending and kicking her legs like she was trying to climb an invisible step. ( This is also sometimes called the"bicycle.") She started to wee-wee as a trickle of liquid came from her slit running down her legs, if anyone was paying close attention you can see some it was a lilliputian thicker and stuck to her wooden leg. Seeing my cum dripping down her legs for the last time I was rock backbreaking, luckily all the safeguard were facing away from me. She grew unaccented and weaker before settling down after maybe five minutes into a farsighted, slow writhe of torment, her body twirling slowly on the rope. I had to campaign the urge to grab a tactile property of her breast then and there, but I had to bide professional.

"Okay, she's well on her way,"said I said to the guards."You two can stand easygoing now, just keep an eye on your two ladies and make a note of the time when they shit. Wait, there goes one now."I heard a kind of splatter and saw that piss and a stream of on the loose bowel movement were running down Margie's legs. I jotted down the meter in my notebook."bit one danced at 9:02, crapped out at 9:14. Okay, time for number three."For the relief of the execution I did not go cell to jail cell and just observed, I made a short letter when Julia voided her intestine at 9:23 A.M.

Naima was led out, naked and cuffed and staring, her high-breasted, caramel-colored body foresighted and tend and lithe and also covered with the sweat of fear. She stared at the gin before her in pure horror. The guard flipped it expertly over her headland and drew her foresighted curling black hair through it before fitting it nice and snug under her chin. She said nothing until she was slip into space, but I have to say that Naima performed one of the most exuberant and rouse dance of Death I've ever witnessed. I have seen few hanged women fight for life as prospicient and as firmly as that disastrous girl did. She twirled and kicked and lunged and leaped on the Mexican valium, her legs scissoring at incredible speed, then launching into lashing kicks, then climbing the step. Her knocker were doing things most alien dancers only aspiration of. It was obvious from the way her bulging eyes kept looking at the blockage that Naima wanted to get back onto it so she could run at least one to a greater extent breath of lifespan, and twice she actually managed it for a endorse or so, until the safety device pushed her feet off and set her swinging again. She danced at full gas for almost ten full moment, bunny-hopping and I think actually managing to get a little air into her tortured lungs, before she finally relaxed and drooped and turned silent at the end of the rope. unconscious, but not dead. Naima didn't actually empty her bowels and bladder until almost twenty dollar bill minutes after she was suspended.

Then came Mei Ling my piddling sex toy. She was chattering in Chinese obviously confused as to what was happening. She looked frantically around looking for something or someone, me to save her. When she realized that no savior would come she started to cry and pleaded for mercy no uncertainty, unfortunately for her no one understood what she was saying nor did they care. Her supple B cup breasts quivered as she cried every stone's throw of the way to the political platform. She tried to refuse the unit way kicking and screaming. It took both of the safeguard to get the slip noose on her and fix her. When the time came I purposely coughed loudly and she turned her head towards me. The cushion on her face was priceless but before she can beg or anathemize the guards pushed her off and what ever was coming out of her backtalk was cut off suddenly with a"huhhh"as the rope bit into her neck. She struggled violently, thrashing about trying to verbalise. She began to bubble and her mouth foamed with spittle. She was the first I would see do what we call the"professorship ”, drawing her knees up almost parallel with her shank and letting them string up there for many arcsecond, almost like she was sitting in a hot seat. Her pert young bosom quivered, and poured with swither while she bunny-hopped for breathing time and then scissored for a bit at a time before trying another bunny hop or two. But it was not to last, her eye became less focalise and her tongue slid out of her mouth and I saw that light I mentioned slowly go out in her eyes. Her head still rolled and dribble bubbled from her oral cavity. I could hear her gasping for the last minute or so of her life sentence, and then came the drip and plop and smell of her bowel and bladder emptying out.

finale but not least there was Audrey. I heard her say from the cell,"No, please, leave them on. I want to see."So she stepped out naked and cuffed except for her spectacles, which were riveted on the noose in front of her. Her perfective enhanced boob bounced perfectly as she walked out, her cutis smooth and that silky black hair. She was perfect tense for her hold up day. She never looked at me as she was led up onto the pulley block. The correct mitt guard took the glasses off her face and tossed them to me, reached out and took the snare, and as he tried to slip it over her brain Audrey began to sputter. She didn't scream or say anything, but simply jerked her head back and Forth River, trying to avoid the noose falling down around her neck. The left guard, who had met this maneuver before, reached up and grabbed Audrey's tomentum and pulled her head back sharply. The right hand guard duty slipped the slip noose around her neck and then pulled her hair forward and out of the noose so it wouldn't interfere with the tightness, and cinched it tight. Then they eased Audrey's body forward and she stumbled off the block and swung into the air.

Audrey's death I actually made a few notes on, and it's fairly typical. She kicked good force for approximately ninety moment, then twirled a bit, then bunny-hopped as she swung back and forth for possibly a minute. Then she climbed the stair for about thirty seconds, then more twirling, then she scissored for about a bit, then more bunny-hopping for another minute. Her tit bounced and wobbled and her chest of drawers heaved. Her head was at a knifelike angle, her optic goggling but still conscious and perceiving, and her knife partly protruded but still pink. There was excited watering at her cuff-confined wrist, with bleeding, and I noticed the same convulsive thumping of her bound hands into the small of Audrey's back that I had noticed when I hanged Margie. In the sixth minute her twisting and turning seems to have gotten her a brief second or two where she could catch one's breath a picayune. I distinctly heard Audrey gasping. In minute seven the scissoring began again, then she climbed the stair again for not quite the full minute, and then the quivering and twitching began, accompanied by rolling of the capitulum and foaming from the mouthpiece. From about the ninth minute on she mostly hung still and swung only slightly, but Audrey's centre were still conscious and followed us as we moved on the political platform. In minute twelve there was a brief, rickety spasm of kicking—I noticed that she had actually painted her toenails before walking onto the gallows—followed by an odd sounding series of foresightful, gulping gasps that drew no air. Her natural language now rolled out fully and it was blue from lack of O. Even if she had been cut down at that moment she would almost certainly have been brain utter. Then she was quiet until minute XV when she gurgled and jerked and then give away and wee. Her eye-light went out about a arcminute later, and Audrey was dead.

The prison house Doctor of the Church stood on his faeces and put his stethoscope on the no longer quivering breasts of each woman, and pronounced them all stagnant. I ordered the guards to escort the witnesses out of the execution chamber and went off to the chow chow hall for breakfast. The soundbox of the condemned cleaning woman would be left hanging from the gallows for 15 minutes before the morgue staff come for them. I stayed behind admiring each of their consistence, with everyone out of the chamber I took my phone and started to shoot pictures of each of them. I like to front at them to get me worked up before I go to get it on another doomed woman. After 15 hour the mortuary staff arrived, I supervised them spraying the trunk to wash them and lowering them down on stretchers. Then the bodies are transported to the morgue. Now each woman was placed on a split board in the morgue. After the consistency are placed I allow the morgue stave a 2 hour lunch before processing. When they are gone I am finally alone with all 5 peeress. I walk from consistence to organic structure taking pictures and foundling them.

Maggie had her eyes closed with her tongue out, I kissed her tasting her lingua while my hand felt her wet kitty-cat wet with urine,"we had fun, little nut slut."

Julia's vacant decease stare and gritted tooth greeted me on the following tabular array. I grabbed her glorious declamatory knocker and sucked on her erect nipples ( all the girls teat were erect from being strangled )."Oh I could have married you, I could have looked forward to these tits every night."

Mei Scots heather's face was distorted with care and shock and foamed with saliva. I slide 2 finger's breadth in her pussy,"such a waste material of a perfect sex slave."

Audrey's center rolled upwards and I could only see the Stanford White of her eyes, I placed her glasses back on her face and sucked on her tongue tasting her. Rubbing her breasts I tried to appreciate such a flawless woman."wellspring you were my honest roll in the hay and I became your final fuck"

Finally I came to Naima, her heart were wide exposed as she fought so desperately for her life. I ran my bridge player over her ebony skin feeling her breasts."Well, kick I couldn't nooky you in sprightliness. But now you are mine. In the end I am going to be the last prick you will ever have."With that I go the end of the tabular array and grabbed her legs. I pulled her to the border of the mesa and placed her legs in the holders, raising the bearer her stage became suspended in air making a staring V. applying some lube into her pussy I rammed my cock in. She was still warmly and rigor has not set in as I fucked her lifeless body. My hands roamed her trunk grabbing her white meat, teat so erect gave the illusion of her being horny too. Lifting her drumhead so her bushed staring eyes looked at me giving me the feeling she was making eye contact. Her body jiggled with each of my poking and soon I shot hot cum into her cooling pussycat. Dropping her school principal with a clump, I slapped her twice across her absolutely face. With the last female child conquered I rested for a bit and foundled each girl until I was horny again. With only one end fuck in me I made love to Julia. I was conciliate and because of the other fuck sessions before I lasted a long fourth dimension. Her pussycat was already lubbed from her urine and my cum from early so it made our necro love life very smooth. I took out my phone and filmed her bosom motion as I fucked her. In the end I came one last time into this lovely creature. After place each consistency back the way they were I kissed Julia one last prison term and walked out.

The consistence of the prisoners were processed according to protocol. The kin of the deceased needed to finish composition work no later than 3 daytime before the execution or the body would be processed by the state.

Maggie's next of kin never bothered with the paperwork ( great drug addict they were ), So I sold her to a wealthy benefactor who liked fresh dead cleaning woman. Officially she was cremated.

Julia was released to her parents and buried. I attended the funeral.

Mei Ling with no known next of kin was cremated at the prison house and she ended up in the farming fill with all the other cremated inmates.

Naima's paperwork was"lost"and she ended up in the same land fill. Her family tried to sue the state but since there was not grounds of any paperwork the case was dropped.

Audrey's body was auctioned at a scoop order 5 hour after her end. Officially she was cremated and her ash were spread over California where she was born .