Posted by romantic on December 04, 2001 at 17:27:25:
Rom was despondent reading another man's fantasies of murdering his beloved Jenny. He couldn't bear the jealousy of her giving her dead body to another man. He walked into the woods along a path that he knew Jenny walked every day. He fixed one end of the rope to a tree branch and tied the other into a makeshift noose.
He undressed, stood naked amid the sounds of the forest, stepped up on the small stool he had brought along, and adjusted the noose around his neck. He kicked the stool away and dangled by the neck. He did not kick; he tried to stay still and enjoy the glory of divine asphyxia. His mouth opened and an orgasmic low moan wheezed from his crushed throat. He thought of Jenny; thought of her naked and dead. Thought of the joy of making love to her corpse. His vision combined with the ecstasy of asphyxiation and his penis swelled to enormous proportions. He dangled and swung, poised on the moment of orgasm, but that release would be forever deferred. The long, low moan became a series of short, choking gasps as the rope crushed his windpipe. The last thing he felt was the cool autumn breeze sweep across the radiating heat of his cock.
He shuddered, his toes twitched, and he hung with barely a movement -- dead -- his bare feet swinging just 12 inches off the forest floor. Jenny would be along presently and find his corpse -- eyes staring, tongue protruding, penis rigid, swollen beyond her fondest memory. What would she do...?