"The Final Entertainment"
By robblu (https://pastebin.com/u/robblu)

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Created on: Saturday 8th of October 2016 08:35:33 PM CDT
Retrieved on: Saturday 31 of October 2020 03:25:01 AM UTC


The Final Entertainment

The small dinner party in the large house on the estate had been going on for some time. There had had been a cocktail hour, dinner, a fine display of dessert and after dinner drinks. After that the formal gowned women of various ages had split up into bridge groups for an hour or two. The entertainment portion of the evening came last. First there was a string quartet of some renown, a famous author and friend of Mrs. Blanchard the hostess read from his new book that was already being talked about as an important literary work among circles. Next the lights dimmed and a light hit the stage. Off to the side the quartet played again an enchanting melody by Braham’s and an amazing up and coming ballerina just come over to America from the Ukraine, appeared. She began to dance and it seemed she was floating on air so graceful were her movement. The assembled women watched in awe as she arched through the air and pirouetted on her toes, landing with hardly a sound to be heard. She danced for over twenty minutes and held the women in their seats spellbound. It was well known that she was a quickly rising star in the dance world. Her body was slender but muscular, her hair pulled tight into a bun at the back of her head atop a long, slender, graceful neck. They were enraptured by her poise and acumen with her art. When she had finished she made her way to the foot of the stage and took a deep curtsy to the standing ovation she received. She bowed not once but three times to her admirers and then disappeared off stage, only to be called back for three more bows from the stunned women and finally left the stage. 

The hostess stood up and addressed the 30 or so guests; she thanked them for having come tonight and it had been wonderful to see them all once more. She continued on about all the happy gatherings they had all had in the past and hoped that this would be a memorable evening. As she spoke a curtain was drawn across the performance area and she told them she knew they were all anxious to see the final entertainment for the evening’s festivities. There was a rustling of gowns as the ladies adjusted in their seats. Mrs. Blanchard clapped her hands three times, the lights dimmed down low once more and a spotlight shone on the center of the curtain. She clapped them again and they parted. When the ladies saw what was being presented to them there was a wave of excited murmurs as the light shone of a raised platform on which a simple gallows had been erected with a thick hemp rope run through a pulley at the top and below the extended arm; beneath it hung a noose with a hangman’s knot tied into it. There was also standing beside it a raven haired woman wearing a small mask and wearing a black leather, skin tight, cat suit which had cutouts that exposed her breasts and their very erect nipples and as well as he mons bearing a black tattoo of a nooses just to the side and above her sex.

The gathered women broke out into applause; the black clad woman bowed slightly and effortlessly wheeled the scaffold farther out to the edge of the stage to give all the guests a good view. Then the leathered woman disappeared for  few moments but soon came back though this time she was leading by the arm a young girl but not just any girl. It was the ballerina the crowd had see dance for then a short time ago; with the exception that she was now completely naked but for the ropes binding her wrists and elbows tightly together behind her making her thrust her breasts out and wearing her ballerina slippers. The girl looked stunned and frightened in the glare of the spot light as the leather woman led her out to face the audience positioning her just beneath the noose. The woman in leather made a great and timed show of slipping the hemp circle over the girl’s head and tightening the knot around the girl’s slender throat, positioning it just behind her left ear. Then she walked back to the main post and pulled the slack out of the rope and yelled to the trembling girl, “En pointe!” at which the girl almost instantly assumed the position so she was standing on the tips of her toes. This slackened the rope somewhat and the masked woman pulled it so it was taut again and tied it off to a lanyard on the post.

Now the naked ballerina was kept from hanging only by remaining on the points of her toes. Any effort she made to lower herself would only mean the noose would tighten more and she would strangle. The women cheered from their seats at the sight. The cat-suited woman came forward and began to run her hands over the naked victim’s young body, pinching her nipples and running one hand down over her mound and sliding two fingers down between the girl’s pussy lips. At this the girl fought to maintain her balance. The crowd laughed. The leathered woman moved to the front of the girl and kneeled and it was obvious to all onlookers the woman was beginning to lick at the girls clit and her excitement, despite her predicament was apparent.

This went on as the girl tried to lift one toe after the other, always keeping one on the floor of the stage to keep herself up. Soon it was obvious the woman’s tongue was having a great effect on the girl as she moaned loudly and that she was quickly coming to a climax. Seconds later she did begin to orgasm. The woman stepped back from her kneeling position in front of the girl to let the women in the crowd watch. The girl’s body began to shutter and she even squirted from her pussy. Finally she was overcome by the sensations in her body and her toes gave out. She dropped down and the noose bit into her neck. She began choking, eyes wide with horror, legs kicking frantically. The crowd began to chant 
“Die, die, die!” as she struggled. The girls neck was stretched long and her face changing color from a red to a deep purple. She kicked for a good five minutes until lack of air forced her brain to slow her movements. She was still for a moment and then two huge shudders coursed through her body, her tongue protrude from between her lips and her eyes glazed over gray. She swayed back and forth, all life drained from her except for the occasional twitch of her nerve endings sending signals to her dying muscles. All at once, her bladder losing control, she let go a stream of piss onto the floor and it was over. The woman roared their approval.

Then the curtain slowly closed and the lights came up and everyone talked about how truly interesting the evening had been and made their ways hom