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Peeping Boy by Johnny

"Are you ready to submit to my perverted fancies, my little slave boy?"
asked Sara. She was dressed only in a soft nightgown. Johnny found
himself staring at the her full breasts. He thought that he could see
her nipples poking against the fabric. Bright moonlight poured through
her bedroom windows.

"Yes, Miss Sara, you know that I'd do anything that you wanted me to."
said Johnny. Ever since Miss Sara had caught him peering into her
bedroom window, he had found himself the captive of her strong desires.
The night she had caught him, she had dragged him into her bedroom and
forced him to lick her pussy until she was satisfied. If he performed to
her liking sometimes she would suddenly pull him between her legs and
allow him to slip his eager prick into her cunt, pumping away till he
popped off. He was thoroughly under her spell.

"Tonight I to try something a little different. Strip now." she
commanded. Johnny felt nervous and excited as he pulled off his shirt
over his head. He was very aware of his mistress watching his every move.

"Put your arms behind you now!" said Sara. She stepped close to him,
spun him about by his elbow so that his back was to her. She pulled his
wrists to each other and proceeded to tie them firmly together.

"Now, you're my helpless little slave, aren't you? I can do anything
that I want to with you. Aren't you curious what that might be?" She ran
her fingertips across his body, making him shiver deliciously. Her
fingers tickled him along the crack of his ass.

She led him out of her bedroom and down the hallway of her country
villa. They passed through a doorway into the walled garden that grew in
the middle of her property. The summer night air was sweet with the
smell of jasmine. They walked along a path until they came to a tree
with low branches spreading overhead. One of the branches was about
eight feet above the ground. the branch had a fork in it through which a
thick rope fed. The rope dangled downward right over a small stool.
Johnny stared with amazement. At the end of the rope, Sara had tied a noose.

"I'm going to hang you, Johnny! You're going to kick at the end of that
rope for my amusement. What do you think of that, you naughty boy?"

"I I...Uh.." he stammered.

"You trust me, don't you?" she asked.

"Yes, Miss Sara" mumbled Johnny. He couldn't take his eyes off of the
noose. His breathing was coarse and ragged.

"Step up onto the stool, Johnny!" commanded Sara. Without objection the
boy stepped forward and mounted the stool. The noose dangled just in
front of his face. His prick bobbed and jerked slowly upward with his
terrified arousal. She gently fitted the soft noose over his head and
around his neck, tightening it around his throat.

"Now, I've heard that young boys are often so randy and lustful that
they spill their seed without any external stimulation, such as when
they have nocturnal emissions. I've also read that men are sometimes
brought to their moment of crisis by the act of throttling. Thus, I've
resolved to suspend you by your sweet neck and see if what I've been
told is true!"

With that, Sara bent down and kissed the head of Johnny's bobbing cock.
She began sucking gently on just the tip, delighting in the way his cock throbbed in her mouth. She held him with a hand on each of his ass
cheeks. When she heard him start to whimper, she let his prick slide
from between her lips and gave him one last slow lick up the underside
of his prick. It jerked up against his stomach.

Then Sara pulled Johnny forward by his hips. The stool tipped forward as Johnny's feet slipped and stumbled. Johnny squealed as the stool went
over. His eyes were wide with fear. He fell an inch or so and then the
noose jerked tight around his throat, suspending him. His feet reached
downward vainly searching for something to stand on. His head was tilted
to one side by the noose about his neck. He tugged frantically at his
tied wrists and this made his body wobble and sway as he hung.

All the while, his mistress watched with bright eyes and quickened
breath. Sara felt a nasty arousal watching her young victim's struggles.
Johnny was kicking his feet. His prick waved back and forth with his
motion. Sara could see how tightly his butt was clenching and how his
testicles had drawn up tight. "How hard his cock is!" she thought to
herself.

Johnny felt the insistent hold of the noose around his neck. Every time
he kicked it just tightened a little further. His head was spinning and
he felt afraid, yet he also felt a strange exhilaration as he hung. It
was a sweet agony feeling so helpless and knowing that his mistress Sara
had hung him. She was watching his slow gasping strangulation. The warm
night breeze blew across him, and he felt Sara's saliva cool on the
shaft of his prick. He started thrusting his hips forward like he was
fucking a lover; he couldn't help it. He felt a tingling starting in his
ass, a warm throbbing spreading through his body, centered in his cock.
Then his whole body arched and spasmed as the pleasure exploded in him.
From the shiny taut head of his engorged cock shot a jet of sperm,
arching out across the grass. Sara gave a gasp and watched, mesmerized.
Once, twice more Johnny's prick spurted forth his cum, though less
forcefully. Sara watched as the sperm slowly ran down the shaft of his erection.

Shaking herself, she gave a tug to the slip-knot that held the rope and
caught Johnny as he fell. She lowered him to his back and loosened the
noose. He began panting rapidly and groaning. Then she rolled him over
and untied his wrists.

"Come, my sweet boy, back to my bed. Your next orgasm will be between my thighs." Sara said. Her clit was tingling and anxious for some
attention. In the back of her mind, she was wondering if a woman would
react in the same manner to the stimulus of being hung. She wondered if
she would try it herself.


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