Our Time

It was our time.  The world had changed.  Society could no longer support the notion of long life into a declining aging stupor.  We could no longer afford it, and more to the point, people no longer wanted it.

For some time now, the concept of agreed suicide or execution had been universally accepted.  There was no fixed time.  Each district adopted its own policies dependent upon demographics and budgets.  Everybody though accepted that at some time towards to end of middle age, they would receive notification that their time had come.  Couples generally chose for their deaths to be together.

Anna and I had received our notification a month ago.  We were happy together and had a wonderful life, kids, success etc.   Whilst the end of such a great life brought about sadness, equally we understood what needed to be done and were happy to go down this final journey together.  There was undoubtedly an erotic thrill that went with it, especially was we had adopted to choose exactly how we wanted to die.

There were many options.  Many people chose from a menu of deaths; lethal injection, hanging, gassing etc.  People who foolishly tried to avoid their demise faced an inevitable arrest, and a painful and undignified end in a highly public manner.  Not many people these days took this option.  We had chosen our own methods of death based on wanting to die together, under our own control, in an erotic and non-violent manner.  The authorities were happy to agree to our suggestions in return for the usual video rights.

Anna and I left for the execution centre, booked in and were shown to our sleeping quarters.  We were to die early the following morning.  We were relieved of all our clothing and possessions as was normal protocol.

I loved Anna.   She was pretty, womanly without being too plump, she had lovely skin and looks and I loved her tattooed shoulder.  She had been a great lover as well as a great friend.  She had been shy in her youth but had become far more adventurous as time went on.  She loved sex, gave great head, and loved to take me into her ass and cunt.  We lay in bed and I could tell she wanted to fuck. 

After sex we held each other tight.  Magical moments.

At dawn our lights came on automatically and the door to the execution chamber opened.

“I’m scared” said Anna.  “Don’t be my darling.   Follow my lead and we will die together peacefully and painlessly.”

We walked naked and hand in hand into the white brightly lit chamber.   As I had requested the two nooses were suspended side by side and very low.  Each noose was just above waist height.   On the table at the rear of the room were two small cups each containing a strong barbiturate capable of rendering you unconscious in around two minutes.

I looked her in the eyes.  “My darling, I love you”.  She looked straight back at me.  She stood tall, her nipples were erect; she was magnificent.  “I’m ready to die with you”.

We had agreed that I would help Anna and then follow on as soon as her journey to death was established.

Anna stood behind the right hand noose.  I took it, and lifted it carefully over her lovely head and onto her neck.  I then tightened it so it was very snug with the knot at the back of her neck.  “Step back one pace my darling” I asked her and she did.

I stepped to the table and took one of the cups.  I walked to Anna’s side and handed her the cup.  She looked at me and smiled with the hint of a tear in her eye.  Then on one confident movement she drank the contents down.  I took the cup from her.

At first nothing, and then after 30 seconds Anna began to sway. 

“Nearly time my darling, I’ll see you in another world”  

I could see she was on the verge of unconsciousness and helped her to her knees.  Then I ensured her body bent forward and the noose tightened around her neck.  She looked blissful.  After maybe thirty seconds her body started to twitch as oxygen starvation kicked in.   Her arms fell limp and her body seemed to relax and her bladder opened. 

I stood up and fetched my cup from the table.  I made sure I could easily fit and tighten the noose.  I was ready.  I drank the barbiturate straight down.   It was tasteless.  Quickly I put on the noose tightened it at the back of my neck.  I sank to my knees ensuring I would fall forward to the nooses embrace.  After a few seconds I felt the drug kick in and became unsteady.  I made the conscious decision to fall forward and the pain of the tightening noose shook around my brain.  I could tell I was erect.  Then the drug took over me and I descended into a dream world with no pain or suffering.  I was conscious though that my body was shaking and my dreams world was narrowing.. 

As oblivion overtook me, all I sensed was calm and relief.  I hoped Anna had experienced the same.