Suspense

Jacky blinked. Her head felt numb, and she had trouble remembering what had happened to her.

She was at a party, when a nice young woman had offered her a drink. Seeing the cute smile the woman flashed at her, Jacky eagerly accepted.

She had always known that she liked both men and women, although she generally preferred men. She was more likely to comfortably talk to a woman though, especially in a setting like that. She was more ready to trust a woman she didn't know, since they usually were less likely to try to take advantage of you.

They quickly hit it off, sharing a drink at the bar. They had to stand closely together while talking, trying to hear each other over the music. Jacky enjoyed every moment of it. She was very beautiful, and clearly interested in her. She also seemed eager to break the ice, using the social event as a poorly disguised excuse to loosen up with some more alcohol. Jacky wasn't about to complain.


Jacky groaned in the darkness. Where the hell was she? How did she end up there?


As the evening progressed, she started getting more and more drowsy. Worried that she would have trouble holding her liquor, she was about to excuse herself and end a promising evening far too soon, when something strange happened to her.

She tried to get up, when the whole room started to spin. She closed her eyes and held her head, trying to bring the world back into focus. When she slowly tried to open her eyes again, she saw the ground jump up to meet her, and everything went dark.


Jacky tried to sit up, startled at her sudden flash of memory. She realized she was unable to move. She was lying on her side, with her arms tied behind her back. Her panic slowly building, she started wimpering softly.

Suddenly the room was flooded with bright light, and Jacky was blinded for a moment. Blinking away the sting in her eyes, she saw a man walking into the room, smiling at her. She was lying on a smooth hard wood floor, and she was naked. When she saw his eyes, slowly appraising her body calmly, she felt utterly exposed. She was still working up the courage to ask this strange man what the hell he was doing, when someone else walked into the room.

Her heart nearly broke, when it turned out to be that beautiful woman she met the day before. The woman walked up to the man, flashing her radiant smile at him. She hugged him tightly from behind as he was staring at her. "Do you like her?" she asked him, expectantly.

"Oh hon, she is absolutely perfect!" the man gushed, breaking into a grin. He turned around, grabbed a hold of the woman, and kissed her passionately.

The kiss lasted for several minutes, and Jacky started getting almost as uncomfortable about witnessing that, as she did about being held against her will. Clearly these two got along really well, but why was Jacky there with them? The fact that she was naked seemed to suggest something there, but Jacky was far too traumatized about her abduction to be able to enjoy that idea as she normally might have.

The two lovers finally stopped kissing, and the woman pulled the man along by his hand, walking out of sight.

A few moments later, the woman was back in view again, pausing to look down at Jacky. "Get up." she said. Far too scared of what might happen to her, Jacky didn't even consider disobeying. She got up slowly and awkwardly, her hands tied behind her and her muscles stiff. She winced, as she slowly maneuvered herself upright. Fortunately they hadn't tied her feet together.

Standing there, slightly wobbly and uncertain what was next, she stared straight into the eyes of the woman. Those beautiful eyes looked at her, almost lovingly studying Jacky's face.

"Turn around."

Jacky slowly obliged, careful to keep her fragile balance. When she finally looked up, her heart skipped a few beats. In front of her a noose dangled ominously. She didn't see the expectant look in the man's eyes. She didn't see the office chair, positioned below the noose. She didn't even see the wooden frame, used as a makeshift gallows, or the plastic sheet laid out below it. The noose filled all her vision, a grim statement to condemn her.

She was shoved forward, and she stumbled. She carefully got up on the chair, which was very unsteady. She was in a daze, her shock completely overriding her ability to think or react. Her mind shut down and her body was left on auto pilot, doing as it was told.

She stood there, the chair wobbling slightly below her feet. With her hands still tied behind her back, her whole body tensed, trying desperately to hold her balance. She finally noticed the man, looking at her intently. He just sat there on a comfy looking couch, relaxing. The cold gleam in his eyes shifted, as his gaze followed the hands of his lover. She took the noose, and slowly draped it over Jacky's head. Still far too terrified to put up a fight, she started sobbing softly. "Please," she wimpered, "please don't."

"I'm sorry, love," the woman's voice purred behind her, "but you are part of tonight's entertainment." She tightened the noose and deftly placed the knot behind Jacky's ear. She pulled the other end of the rope over a pulley on the frame, and took out the slack. She then methodically tied off the rope, and left Jacky standing there, uncomfortably aware of the danger she was in.

She picked up another length of rope from the floor, and proceeded to tie one end to the middle column of the office chair. Uncoiling the rope as she went, she walked over to the couch. She sat down next to the man, gave him another passionate kiss, and looked into his eyes.

"Happy anniversary, love." she said, and handed over the rope.

Jacky paniced as she saw the man reeling in the rope with a cold smile on his face. He stopped when the rope became taut, holding it just on the edge of unbalancing her. While he was looking at Jacky, the woman kissed the side of his face, and run her hands over his body.

Her hands quickly found their way to his crotch, and moments later the man had closed his eyes in exstacy, while his lover's mouth worked it's magic.

Normally Jacky would have enjoyed such a show, but now she was staring at the man's face, his eyes still closed in rapture. Would he be satisfied with his pleasure without threatening her life in the process?

His breathing quickly became faster and more ragged, and a hand on his lover's shoulder signed for her to slow down. She understood, and decided to look in on the show while she proceeded. Noticing the woman's attention on Jacky, the man smiled again, and started pulling on the rope.

Suddenly, Jacky started to cry. The chair started to roll away from under her, and panic fully took a hold of her. trying to bend at the waist, she held on for as long as she could, but the noose held her head in place, and her balance was doomed to fail eventually.

The man stared without blinking, and the woman had stopped moving. They both looked at her, transfixed, as she struggled to hold on.

Suddenly her weight shifted, and she lost control. Falling heavily, her neck took the full weight of her body. Her mouth open in a silent scream, she dangled freely for a few moments, her legs frantically tried to find purchase. They flailed about, trying to find the chair that supported her moments ago.

The cruel couple smiled in unison, and the woman continued to drive her lover's pleasure to new heights. The man sighed, smiling up at Jacky. He took in the sight of the tied up woman fighting for her life, relishing the kicking of her feet, the subtle arch of her back, and the way the noose forced her tongue out of her mouth.

He closed his eyes again for a moment, and grunted. "Hold on," he said urgently, and waited for the woman's face to come up again. He just smiled at her.

Jacky, in her violent twitching and struggling, slowly turned away from them, bucking and heaving in her peril. When she eventually turned back to face them, the woman was lying back on the couch. The man had taken his turn to pleasure her, and she looked at Jacky with bliss in her eyes, moaning softly.

Jacky couldn't believe what was happening. Here she was, slowly suffocating, while these two were just going to watch! The fact that they seemed to be distracted from the show more than half of the time didn't really help either. Her lungs burned, as her chest strained to draw in air, but it was useless. Her throat was forced shut under the weight of her body, and the feel of the cool air all around her naked body only served to mock her dying struggle. She was Tantalus, standing up to his lips in water, but dying of thirst.

Roused from her private hell, she once again looked at her executioners. The woman was on the man's lap now, and they both faced her. The enjoyed the sight of Jacky, slowly dying on the noose.

As her vision slowly started to darken at the edges, it became clear to her that she wasn't going to be released. She would die here, dangling helplessly. Her eyes started to roll up in their sockets, her tongue hanging from her mouth. Her legs still twitched uselessly, and her hands curled back, still trying to reach the ropes tying them together.

The soft gagging noises slowly died down, and the lovers looked on, fascinated by her final struggle. They looked on as Jacky finally expired, sagging her head against her limp body.

Overcome with lust, they continued for several hours, leaving Jacky's limp body to hang.