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“Guess so.” I take the scarf, eyeballing the height of the doorknob before tying the scarf into a simple loop, then hanging the makeshift noose off the doorknob. “Go ahead.”

I motion towards the noose, but Jenna just nervously stares at it, so after a moment I abruptly pull her into a deep, forceful kiss, one hand reaching into her bikini top and pulling it open to roughly grope her and play with her nipples, which very quickly get hard under my touch, while the other slides into her shorts to rub the outside of her pussy through her panties. I just as suddenly pull away after a few seconds, leaving Jenna slightly panting, her surprise written over her flush face.

“Come on, get to it. Just put your neck in there, and then either kneel down and lean forward, or just sit leaning against the door. The height should be about right to hang you.”

“O-okay...” With a nod, Jenna adjusts her already askew top so both her moderately large, yet nice and firm breasts are completely bared, before stepping out of her shoes and shorts, but keeping her panties on as she hesitantly crouches down beside the noose.

“I'm afraid I have to keep an eye on you the whole time, so you're not gonna have any privacy for this, sorry about that.”

“N-no, it's ...fine.” Jenna finally seems to have figured out a position as she kneels down with her legs spread wide, placing her head through the noose and leaning forward until it starts to dig into her neck, letting out a soft gasp. “I think I'd a-actually like if you watched my final moments.” She blushes a little, continuing to shift around a little to make her position more comfortable.

“Good for you. Not like you had a choice anyways.” Now that she's restrained like this, I can finally afford to fully relax, pulling up a chair and sitting down rather close to her, intently watching. “Alright, then. I don't have all day.”

“Do it.”

Jenna's blush only deepens as she takes one final shaky breath, before starting to lean forward, quickly shifting once more so her weight is more naturally pressing her neck into the noose, quickly starting to gasp and choke as she begins groping and squeezing her breasts with one hand, while the other slides into her panties, pushing two fingers straight into her pussy and starting to quickly thrust in and out.

Jenna starts quickly getting into it, roughly playing with her breasts as she fingers herself fast and hard, loudly gasping and her face quickly turning red, but her expression looks like she's rather enjoying herself.

Idly playing with own, slightly smaller but firm and perky, breasts through my top I keep silently watching Jenna, until after a minute or two, her face deeply red by this point and her panties visibly damp past her fingers, she tries to lean back and lift her head out of the noose, so I quickly raise a leg to place my foot on her shoulder, holding her down and eliciting a desperate gasp. “Nu-uh, no backing out. Just try and end enjoy your last slutty moments, won't you?”

Jenna doesn't reply, but she stops straining against my foot, though I keep it in place just in case, as the girl resumes more and more frantically fingering herself, the other hand eventually moving down from her breasts to instead directly rub her clit, as her movements start becoming more twitchy and uncoordinated, her whole body occasionally jerking and shuddering.

However both her fear and her arousal are clearly visible on her face as she continues rapidly pleasuring herself, tears rolling down her cheeks as she starts shuddering and writhing in agony. “Come on, hang in there, slut. You don't wanna die before you get your final orgasm, do you?”

Seems like my 'encouragement' still reaches Jenna as she briefly pauses, forcing her body's struggles down as much as possible, before continuing to masturbate even more desperately, the messy wet sounds actually faintly audible over her choked gasps.

And it looks like she's finally getting there, as only a little while later, Jenna cums, tensing as she lets out a series of moans-turned-gasps, her body rhythmically shuddering as she rides out a nice and long final orgasm, her reddened face and bloodshot eyes showign nothing but ecstasy.

...Before inevitably her orgasm subsides and the pain and fear return, and just moments later Jenna starts bucking, trying to break free, but I quickly get to my feet, putting more weight onto her shoulder to keep her in the noose. “Not a chance. This is still your execution, so just die like a good slut, will you?”