Benny’s Story: Inspiration for a Friend

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I look at my phone, making sure I’m at the right address. My eyes look upon the gray building. It barely had any windows, and I could only see one large set of doors that led inside. I text Zoe a picture with a message, ‘Is this the place?’, I only need to wait a moment before I get a message that says, ‘Yup! You got it! Just enter those doors and tell the people inside you’re an observer, NOT a dancer!’ I wonder for a moment, but figured it’ll get explained to me once I get inside. I look down at my outfit, considering the bleak surrounding setting, my cosplay of the character Stocking really clashed. Especially with the black and white dress, blue striped stockings, and purple and pink hair. Being a guy I always felt a little self conscious I could never really fill the chest area, but I still enjoyed cosplaying her and feeling pretty. I stroll up to the doors and turn the knob to enter. The inside looked really different than how I would have guessed considering the dreary outside. The floor was a sleek hardwood, and the walls were a nice pale color. Two men in nice suits are just inside the door and ask me when I enter, 

“Greetings, are you here as an observer or a dancer?” 

“Oh, I’m here as an observer, for a friend.” I respond, following Zoe’s instructions. 

“Okay! Here is a bracelet to show you are an observer, and I can escort you down the hall to the main observation area.” He starts to walk and I follow. As we headed towards what he called the ‘observation platform,’ I see various photographs and pieces of artwork lining the hallways. Many of them were your typical pin-up model imagery, but as we continued, there was an increase in the use of rope and bondage. Then as we walked there was a repeating theme, the women started to pose with nooses, caressing, holding, and wearing as we went even deeper. Then when we reached the end of the hallway, I could see a portrait above the end door, this one was a photo, and I could see a woman in a bright blue dress, hanging by the neck from a noose, kicking wildly. I feel incredibly uneasy as I see all of this, and an odd feeling I can’t quite place encroaches on my body. The escort opens the door and lets me in, and that’s where I see a group of people in various sexy or nice outfits. Out of the small crowd I see Zoe heading towards me. I take notice that she’s wearing her favorite cosplay Panty, with her red dress and styled blonde hair, to pair with my own Stocking cosplay. 

“Benny!” She calls out to me before giving me a big hug. “Thank you so much for coming, I really wanted you to see what’s gonna happen today.” 

“Of course! Although can you please tell me what exactly this place is?” As I look around. As I get a better look of the room, I see various comfortable chairs and couches, all directed towards the same direction. I see there are doors on all other sides of the room, except one. One of the walls is entirely glass and is the direction all of the seating is directed towards. The glass looks over a larger expanse that has the look of a warehouse. Over on the left is a raised platform, then in the center it drops down a considerable amount to what appears to be a series of drains. Then above everything is a thin conveyor track that goes the entire length of the room, then continues past the right side of the room through a curtain that hides anything beyond that. I bring my eyes back to Zoe who started explaining what was happening, her face starting to flush a bit.

“For a while now, I’ve been exploring a lot sexually, and found that I love nooses and the act of hanging. It's a beautiful scene and art, and it gives me the best orgasms when I have done it myself.” I can feel my eyes widen. I know that there are many people in the world with extreme kinks, it’s very common, but with the layout of the building, I was beginning to suspect why Zoe asked me to be here. “I have gotten to a point in my life where I accomplished all I could ever want! I’ve obtained all the money and friends I could ever enjoy, and now I want to experience the ultimate thrill. I am going to hang today, and I am excited to have you witness as I pass on in a beautiful erotic dance.” As I hear this, my mouth drops open, but I quickly close it. I can see she is giddy with excitement at this. 

“Isn’t that kind of…permanent?” I ask her.

“Yes! That’s why it’s so alluring! My permanent end for the ultimate orgasm! I know it can be hard to understand, but maybe by seeing me dance I can help you understand why I want this, and maybe even awaken something in you.” She gives me a sly look. “Now please get to know some of my fellow dancers! We all are socializing until it’s finally time. We have just another half an hour!” 

“But why get to know people if you are just going to die in just 30 minutes?”

“Because it’s fun to hear other people’s experiences! And I feel like the more you know about a person, the better you can enjoy their death dance. Please enjoy it, I’ll talk to you before we need to head out.” And then she practically skips away, and I’m left standing there. There's roughly 12 people in the room including Zoe and I, but it was pretty easy to tell those who were going to be dancing for the event. Of course there was Zoe, but I could also see a woman who was dressed in a classic sexy nurse outfit, probably one that was bought at a cheap costume store, a girl had a cow print bikini and a cow headband, another woman was full on naked with the exception being her bright red heels, and then there was a woman, no, actually a man, in a short chinese dress. The last one really caught my eye, and I decided to walk over towards him. The dress was all black, and the main body of it was fairly slim. There was simply the front and back, with no real sides to the dress except lace that would keep the outfit slim around his body. He seemed to be talking with someone who was in casual wear, but their conversation seemed to be wrapping up by the time I approached him. 

“Hello there!” He exclaimed as he gave me a big smile. His voice was very high for a man. “Are you going to be dancing tonight?” He asks as he looks at my outfit, which was much different than many of the other observers. 

“Oh! No. My friend actually invited me to come here, she told me to dress like this so we would have matching outfits for her final dance. I actually didn’t know what this was until I arrived!”

“Oh wow! I guess your friend knew you might have some objections?”

“Yeah, although now it's a bit too late, so I figured I should honor their wish for me to watch them go through with this.”

“Well you’re a good friend, can I ask you your name?

“Of course! My name is Ben, people typically call me Benny if you’re comfortable with that. And how about you?” 

“Yeah nice to meet you, my name is Jake.” He smiled while resting his hand on his exposed hip. My eyes lingered there before once again retaining eye contact, although I’m sure he noticed my wandering gaze. I decided to broach the question that kinda lingers on my mind for anyone meeting their end here.

“If I’m not bringing up any uncomfortable topics, why are you doing this? Is there a specific reason you came here? Or is there anyone who you brought to watch for you?” I tense up in response to my own words, unsure if what I asked is rude. But my worry washed away when he responded. 

“Well, all throughout my life I’d been interested in the noose. When I was in college I had a partner who I was able to experiment with, and at that point I was hooked. I devoted my life to finding more sexual experiences with the rope, and now have found all that the world had to offer, so now I have decided to step off and experience the final act I possibly could. The idea that every kind of feeling is your last, your last time feeling another human, the last outfit you’ll wear, then the last time your feet will touch the ground. A noose dance to death is the perfect way to leave this life in the most dramatic and sexy way possible. Oh to feel the ultimate thrill and orgasm as you pass on from this life, and I can’t wait to feel it.” As he finished up, it was apparent that he was excited for what he was going to experience. His eyes were full and bright, His hands moved as he talked as if to express his desire even more than his words alone could. Then a glance toward his groin revealed a growing bulge, but he didn’t seem bothered. I guess very few things bother or embarrass you when you’re looking forward to your death in less than 30 minutes from now. 

“That’s so incredible, I’m glad that you’re getting to fulfill the desire for that experience.” We chat for a bit longer, but eventually the conversation comes to an end. However his words kept piercing my brain, the way he looked at me while getting excited when talking about his dance in the noose. So then I decided to go talk with someone else. I went and found myself walking towards the woman dressed in the cow print bikini and headband. She was standing next to a woman in more comfortable formal attire. I noticed that they never left each other’s side the entire time I was in the room, and the cow lady always had a smile on her face and blushed whenever talking with her companion. 

“Greetings! How are you today? What’s your name?” The formal woman says. The cow girl smiled sheepishly behind without saying a word.

“I’m good, well my name is Benny, and I’m going to be watching a friend of mine hang today. How about you guys? What are your names and why are you here today?” The formal woman is still the one who answers my questions.

“Well my name is Ruby and this here…” gesturing to the cow girl, “...is Harper!” Harper gives a little wave, then goes to adjust her bikini. It seemed like it was a couple sizes too small, but she still seemed to be enjoying the outfit. “Harper and I actually have a very interesting relationship. She is actually my sex servant.”

“A sex servant?” I had heard of the term before, but it wasn’t something I really knew about, and considering the place I’m at right now, I guess it made sense there would be some overlap with some of the more extreme kinks.

“Yes! She signed a contract to give up her human rights to live as my pet. She enjoys serving me every second, and makes sure to satisfy all of my sexual needs. Now she has been serving me for about 2 years now, and I had decided it was a good point for me to start over with a new pet, so today I’ll be disposing of Harper.” I was surprised by the couple. But when I looked over at the cow girl Harper, all I could see was love and lust in her eyes. “When we would do some more extreme play, she and I experimented, and I found that she really enjoys dangling from a noose, so she and I talked and worked to sign her up for today! She can even tell you how much she loves it if you are interested in hearing from her. I can give her permission to speak.”

“Oh, um, sure.” I turn to Harper now, really getting a good look this time. I see now that the bikini that was too small was definitely chosen by Ruby, and probably even the theme as a whole. It was probably planned that Harper's breasts would spill out as she kicks in the noose. “Do you really want to do this?” I ask her. And what comes next really catches me off guard.

“Yes, absolutely! I’ve served my Mistress for a while now, and it only makes sense that she is ready to move on. In fact, I can’t wait to serve her one final time. My death dance is going to be so sexy for her, I just know she’s going to cum so hard looking at me die! And honestly I’m gonna cum just knowing that she’s watching me.” When Harper finishes speaking, there is nothing but pure feral desire in her features. The way she looks around at everything, excited to be dead soon, it was intriguing that anything could elicit a reaction such as that.

“Did you find the answer you were expecting?” Ruby asked.

“No but frankly I appreciate the insight that Harper has given me to how much someone could love hanging in a noose. I hope you both have a good rest of your night.” I then walk away, now a little more intrigued due to my conversations with Jake, Ruby, and Harper. I see now there's less than 5 minutes left in the countdown, so I go to meet up with Zoe. I walk up to her as she is looking out of the glass wall. 

“Did you have any good conversations?”

“It was…interesting. I was able to see that everyone has reasons to come here, but ultimately, they decided that their time was up. Is that the same as you?” I look at her, and she just smiles coyly. 

“Kind of. I know that's basically what I said earlier, but in the end, I am here to cum my life away.” And just chuckled. I felt a small flutter appear in my stomach. It was odd, I could feel something grow in me any time I talked with someone, but I still couldn't tell what it was yet, so I shrugged it off. 

“Well, regardless, I hope you get exactly what you desire.” I decided to laugh. My friend was going to go out in a blaze of glory for herself. I might as well enjoy it with her! As we look at the final room Zoe will see, we hear a door behind us open, and a female voice rings out. I turn my head to look and see a woman in a full business suit. 

“Hello all dancers! If you could all come with me, we are making it to the main event of the night. I hope you all are ready!” I look over at Zoe, who is beaming brightly. “Oh my goodness, it's finally happening!” She bounced up and down on her toes, making her dress bounce as well. “Okay! Thank you so much for coming, Benny!” She gives me a big hug, and prances off to the door, passing by and giving the lady in the suit a big smile. I watch as the other soon-to-be-dancers follow, all of them disappearing through the door. Most of the guests now gravitate to the glass wall, waiting in anticipation. The woman in the suit says,

“We’ll be doing some preparations so it will be just a moment before we are ready, so hang tight!”  And she leaves. We waited for about 5 minutes before we all heard the doors open once more and multiple women came out, all of them in skimpy blue dresses. They all carried trays with champagne, when a glass was offered to me I took it. Looking at the woman who offered it to me, she looked like any other server, polite with a smile, and good at her job, making her way to all parts of the room. After I take a sip, I feel a presence come up behind me. 

“Hello there! I have to say you have quite the outfit for someone who isn’t going to be hanging today.” I turn to see a man in a Hawaiian shirt. He also is holding a champagne glass, while giving a smile that didn’t really feel genuine. “But I guess you are probably here for a friend? That's the most likely scenario, yeah?” He laughed. I rolled my eyes. With nothing better to do, I figured I might as well talk with him. It gave me something to do in the meantime. 

“May I ask why you are here?” I asked him. “Are you here for someone like I am? 

“In a way,” He responded. “I’m here for a client, the woman in the red heel I’m sure you saw earlier.”

“Oh? She’s your client?” 

“Yep! She’s a model! And we recently found this opportunity for her. Recently we’ve been running out of gigs for her, so we have been a little bit desperate. Then she told me how she’s always loved the darker sides of modeling, so we broadened our search, and this was the perfect opportunity for her to go out with a bang! Yeah, part of the experience here is that guests of the dancers are privy to a collection of photos the dancers take with the noose before they dance, it's probably what they're doing right now!” My eyes raise in response. 

“That’s really interesting, I didn’t know that we got that!” 

“Oop! Guess your friend didn’t quite tell you everything, huh?” Then, we all heard a female voice come on over a speaker of some kind. 

“Welcome guests, today you shall see an incredible performance from our dancers of the day!”

“Oh my! I guess it's about to start! Well regardless, I’m sure we are gonna get a good show today!” He continued to laugh as he walked away, seeming to get a kick out of the whole experience. Then we all witness as we hear a conveyor start to run, and out they come, all of them now with nooses around their necks and wrists tied behind their backs. The first one whom I could see was in fact Harper in all of her cow-print glory. . Her wrists were tied behind her back and she was smiling. Next was the woman in the sexy nurse outfit. Then I could see Zoe. She looked so beautiful, which was an odd thought to have. Her red dress swayed so swiftly, and she walked with confidence I had seen very few times in the past. Behind her was the naked woman in the red heels, then I could see Jake. His dress also looked so good. The black silk and lace covered only so much of his petite body. His slim body looked so small in comparison to the thick coil of rope wrapped around his neck. I could also see the large bulge right at his groin, indicating just how turned on he was at the moment. All of the tracks connected to the nooses all stopped for a moment, as if teasing the dancers with their fate. Then I could see Harper's rope start to move. The base point of the rope connected up above Harper now slowly moved over the edge, now taking the slack that was on Harper’s rope. The excess rope ran  out quick, and now Harper was being drawn to the edge. As I watched her, I could see the look on her face. Despite her enthusiasm from earlier, I could tell there was a natural urge of self-preservation, but that wasn’t possible now. Her toes were now at the edge, right on the brink, and then she passed the threshold. She couldn’t resist anymore as she was pulled over the edge, then caught by the rope around her neck. I could see a flash of fear in her eyes, but they were quickly overtaken by enthusiasm. She immediately finds herself kicking and searching for a place to place her legs, but now the closest piece of solid ground was at least 5 feet away. She was not going to feel solid ground again. She would kick and squirm, and her mouth tried to open to take in air, but all she could do was rasp out a guttural noise. Then she tried to bring both of her legs up, but with nowhere to put them they just released downward, sending a shock throughout her body that proceeded to knock her bra out of place, which was all that was needed to reveal both of her large breasts, both bouncing every time her legs kicked. I looked over at her mistress, Ruby, who was wide-eyed at the spectacle. My gaze quickly was drawn back to the nurse, who now followed Harper in her fate. She looked just like Harper did, except when her legs kicked, I could see her pussy was wide open, and was dripping wet. I looked back to Harper transfixed on her movements, it was interesting how she looked. Her face started to turn a shade of red, as well as her eyes would squint in pain. It was just so interesting, and I wanted to see what happened next. Although now I found myself now looking back at my friend Zoe. She was right on the edge. She was almost there. The rope was now taught. It was weird how I was feeling. I…wanted to see what would happen next. I wanted to see Zoe hang. I felt a twinge of guilt, but it was overshadowed by the wide-eyed fascination as Zoe was pulled over the edge. Like Harper I could see fear in her eyes, but it’s replaced by lust. Zoe starts to shake differently than the other 2 who had already started their journey in the noose. Her body instead would just shudder violently, and her eyes rolled back. My friend was now cumming while dangling from a noose around her neck, and I wasn’t feeling any sadness, not anymore. I already processed my feelings, and now there was room for so many more emotions. Her red dress and blonde wig billowed as her body continued to swat from side to side. And as the orgasm faded, she now started to struggle like the others have. Her choked sounds barely could be heard through the glass wall. Her legs would open and close, unsure as to how to release the pressure of the rope that constricted against my friend's neck. Her eyes closed as her face grimaced from the pain she was feeling at full force. Then she started to kick violently. She had much more energy than the other 2 as well. Her body would twist around in a way that made her dress twirl upward. And I could see her white panties completely soaked through. She looked so pretty as she struggled. Is that what I think of her now? Pretty as she is dying right in front of me? Because as I continue to watch, I can feel my groin area grow a little bit warm, and even a little tight as my dick starts to grow ever so slightly. Zoe was still kicking strong, so I looked back over at Harper, who was now slowing down. Her face was a deeper shade of red now, and her eyes seemed to have lost all spark, but her body still had life. It would struggle and pull against the ropes, and eventually I got to see Harper cum just like Zoe, trembling pitifully. She is still continuing on the track, moving ever so steadily to the point where I would never see her again. She was now starting to enter the last stages of her struggles, but I trusted that she would make it long enough so I could see the others in the lineup. I look now to see the naked woman is pulled over the edge. As I look at her kick, she looks different than the others. When I look at her, I see the fear of the others, except it doesn’t seem to be overtaken. She kicks with the curiosity of a woman who would do anything to feel solid ground beneath her feet, but the last time she felt that might as well be decades ago. She thrashes out with her legs, and she makes herself sway from side to side. Then when her legs make a mighty kick, I watch as one of her heels flies off. I hear a large ring when the heel strikes the ground and sends echoes throughout the chamber. I felt a small chuckle escape from me, finding a small amount of humor from seeing this woman kick her life away in front of me, but frankly I didn’t really care about her, I was now curious about the man behind her, Jake is now slowly shuffling toward the edge just like the other dancers did before him. I felt myself bite my lip in anticipation. I was overwhelmed with curiosity. I wanted to see him go over that edge. Then I saw it. The base of the rope crosses over, then the rope is taught, but as Jake goes over the edge, he smiles more brightly than anyone else did in that group. This wind rushes by him as he swings, blowing up his dress and revealing his rock hard cock, twitching at the new sensations his body was experiencing. What Jake was doing was just like the others, so I felt my focus drift to Harper, who now was on death’s door. Her eyes were rolled up, her mouth open and her tongue hanging out. Her death throes make her breasts jiggle vibrantly, and the bottom part of her outfit falls down her legs, catching and resting on her feet rather than joining the red heel down at the bottom of the pit. It's all so surreal as I watch Harper’s legs fall still, and then no more cokes from her. Her body now is just still, like meat being processed in a plant. I hear a soft moan now, Ruby over to my right getting off at seeing her pet die. Harper was gone now, and I just watched it happen. But there wasn’t any time to think about it now. I look as the nurse quickly followed in Harper’s footsteps, even if that is an ironic phrase to use considering the situation she was in. Her kicks were faint now, lightly scissoring against the air, I see her eyes are starting to glaze over as well, but like before, she wasn’t my main interest. I look back to Zoe, seeing she is still kicking strongly. The expressions on her face constantly shift. Mostly I see pain, but I also see flashes of enjoyment in her movements. She does her best to bring her hands front despite them being bound. Her hands reach up and grab her breast, squeezing it strongly to give herself more pleasure. It was like she knew she was being watched, and was showing me how much she enjoyed it. I watched as her body was rocked by another strong orgasm, this one even stronger than the first. Her thighs grind against each other, her tongue sticks out while she smiles, but all she could vocally do was groan and rasp. Behind her I actually watch the naked woman, the model, as she is starting to go into her death throes. I see her other heel get knocked off, leaving her now completely wearing nothing but the rope necklace. Drool was dripping out of her mouth now, and her throat was that straining now seemed to give up on taking any air. She didn’t last long, I wonder if the guy I talked to earlier was disappointed. I look over to see him and he is just smiling as it happens. Guess he was just having fun with the whole experience, I wonder how much money he was gonna make from this? Regardless, it didn't have anything to do with me. I now turn to Jake. He was so interesting. Even more so than Zoe. His struggle has made his dress positioned in a way that completely exposed his hard cock. I looked at it wide eyed as it twitched. Every kick and pull from Jake’s body made it swing around in a way I couldn't even describe. Like before, Jake's face was only pleasure. He was smiling through the pain, or rather, he was enjoying every sensation he could before he died. It was as if he was the most free out of any of the dancers before him. He cared only for his own pleasure, the description was only further cemented when he brought his hands front just like Zoe did, except he grasped his cock. I felt very self conscious now as I feel my own dick now also becoming hard at the horrific, beautiful scene playing out before me. As I looked at Jake, I felt a wave of heat throughout my body, and I saw an image flash in my mind. Instead of Jake, I see myself. The rope is around my neck, my body struggles there, and my cock just as hard as Jake’s. I step back slightly, now realizing my fascination has developed into something new, something more. I look away back to Zoe, my face flushing at my own imagination. Harper and the nurse are both still, their bodies almost at the other side, to never be seen again. Zoe was reaching her end, and now my friend entered her final stage of living. She couldn’t hold her hand up to her breast anymore, and her wrists now rested on her waist, fingers twitching. She humped the air, looking like a fish on a line. I felt a sense of guilt, because now as I looked, I felt joy watching her dance like that. As she humped the air, it looked as if she did her best as if to fuck the air for one last orgasm, and I see she gets her wish. I watch as she trembles, her pussy squirts, soaking her red dress, and the fluids let loose the fall down below. I watch as her hands clench and face grimaces one final time, then her whole body falls still. My friend was gone, and I enjoyed watching it happen. It was all so thrilling, but still I knew it was such a dark view before me. I look away again to a different person, although ‘person’ wasn’t quite the word. Harper’s body now was at the point where she was carried out of the room and through the flaps to never be seen again. I look over to Ruby, who seems to practically be rubbing herself at the scene before her. My body feels another flash of heat. I now know there was only one dancer left. Jake was still gripping his cock, trying to pleasure himself in his final moments. His face was turning redder by the moment, and his body was trying to survive, even though his mind was focusing on what I’m sure was a growing orgasm. I look at him hump the air just like Zoe did, and as I see his waist twist, his form fitting dress rips slightly. Jake's tongue is now hanging out, and I think I can see tears forming from the pain. Jake is lasting a long time in the noose, but it eventually takes its toll. His energy sapped, he slows just like the others. His thrashes and twitches, his coc on full display for everyone, but it felt like it was for me, as I began to see my vision of myself again, but I didn't pull my gaze away, I needed to see this through. His face is a dark purple now, it seems he might be done. But then suddenly something incredible happens. In a moment, Jake’s now red eyes shoot open, he brings both of his legs up as far as he can up to his chest, probably using all of the strength he had left, and he throws his legs down in one final jerk of the rope. Then it happens, that last struggle was all it took as his cock erupts and I see his cum launch out, then splatter at the bottom of the pit. I think I can see a smile on Jake’s face as he falls still like the others. My gaze stays on Jake, his face now looking so peaceful and happy. Even as Zoe passes through the other side of the room, I barely pay any mind, I keep my focus on Jake, on the absolute beauty of his hard and satisfied cock, all the way until he leaves the room, finishing the show. The room I'm in erupts in applause. Smiles all around the room as people laugh and discuss their favorite part or favorite dancer. We are told to stay for about 15 minutes and then we would receive souvenirs from the company, so I stick around figuring that Zoe would want me to enjoy everything I could from this experience. Once it was time, the woman who ushered the dancers out of the room from earlier came back in. Followed by a man carrying a stack of small books. Every person in the room is handed a book and a card. I immediately opened it to see various photos of the dancers when they were all alive. They all pose in various ways with a stool and the noose. As I see Zoe’s photos, I smile. It was odd how I had changed since I had walked in here. I was happy for Zoe, she fulfilled her dream, and I get to enjoy the spoils of it. Then I see photos of Jake. When I put my eyes on them I get a very different feeling. Lust. I think back to how he looked as he struggled in the noose. I wanted to see more of that, and nothing else was more alluring than the idea of orgasming at that sight. As I eventually leave the building, I see another woman at the exit.

“Thank you for joining us today! Would you like to take one of our cards if you would like your own dance or would like to recommend us for someone?” Almost without thinking, I respond, 

“Yes please,” and promptly took the card. Now as I’m leaving with my souvenir card and book of pictures, I’m already searching for ways on my phone I can see more of what I witnessed today. Thank you Zoe, I think you just opened a gate for me that has changed my life forever.