I remember one of my first wet dreams, when I was a teen. In this dream I was executed, cum when noose was placed on my neck, woke up with a wild screaming. I recall the gallows chamber. It is a gravelly dark cellar with concrete or brick walls, maybe a tray table at the wall with some equipment, restraints or so. The tool of death is in a spotlight. Its simplicity is terrifying, just a noosed rope over a crossbeam.
The procedure starts when I am told that all appeals were rejected and execution order arrived. From this moment NOTHING CAN STOP IT!!!
I am ordered to strip off my normal clothes (blue jeans, white T-shirt, underwear) and put prison pyjama-like pants and a tank top, no briefs, barefoot). When changing, short medical exam may be performed; inspection of mouth, pulse, or so. I am placed in a holding cell (maybe a cubicle, a bunker or storage room), probably with hands cuffed in the front and told that execution will be performed within 10 hours. But I don't know if the hangman will come in 30 minutes or 9 hours. It's upon the executioner's discretion. Harsh light is directed on my head. I will be waiting with uncertainty....I can think, cry, pray whatsoever...My time is short but I don't know how much left.
Can hear heavy steps coming. Door is open, I see the hangman in a bacaclava, gloved hands, carrying the restraints. He says: it's time boy, get ready or sth like this. I will behave naturally. It is NOT play, it is happening REALLY. I am aware I am going to be hanged. I may lose control, scream, resist, maybe not – accepting fate and calm and let things happen. I don't know...It is possible, the hangman will have to use physical force.
I am ordered to strip, my body cavities searched and put cock ring. My wrists are cuffed on the back tightly, so I feel pain.
The same with leg irons: they are closed tightly, but the chain is enough loose to make small steps and walk slowly. The hangman drags me out and moves to the execution chamber. We are walking...the chain makes characteristic noise....I feel the coarse concrete floor beneath my bare feet.
We reach the execution chamber and I can see gallows for the first time. Everything is prepared. Maybe even a black body bag on the floor...I am HORRIFIED!!!
Execution warrant is read. I am given time to say sth, smoke a cigarette, pray, drink some water...have last wish (probably jerk off). But it shouldn't postpone the execution, may last 20 min or so, at the Executioner discretion.
The time has come. I am forced to climb the box. I feel the noose, smell sweat of the other executed guys. Rope is pulled, makes me stand on tiptoes. The Executioner prepares himself (you know what to do). I am waiting, my heart is going to explode, Cock as well. Box is kicked out....