Dex sat in the backseat of the town car, smiling out the window as it drove past a series of gargantuan houses with even more enormous lawns. Finally, the driver turned in to a driveway. The mailbox said "Shefield" in gold lettering. "I can't believe I'm actually here" Dex thought when she read that. While the Shefields were rich, they were not famous except in one particular circle, death fetishists. The Shefields were known for hosting hanging parties, where they would pay a young woman, usually one who's family was in desperate need of money, to hang to death for them and their rich friends. Quite often, someone attending the party would take a video with their phone and post it online, and these videos were quite popular in some of the seedier corners of the internet. Dex had known who the Shefields were since she has stumbled upon a video of one of their first hanging parties a few years earlier.

Of course, now that consensual executions were legal, footage like this wasn't all that uncommon. What set the Shefields apart was two things. First, because they were extremely wealthy, they could afford to have hanging parties extremely frequently, so new videos of their parties would be available sometimes twice in a month. Secondly, their extreme wealth meant they could afford to buy only the most beautiful victims, ones that every other noose party host wanted. This is why Dex was both shocked and flattered when the agency informed her that the Shefields wanted to buy her. She had always been pretty, but she didn't always know it.

Dex admired the ornate landscaping of the Shefield estate as the driver parked the town car. "Ma'am, welcome to the Shefield estate" the driver said, opening the car door for Dex. As she got out, the mansion's enormous front door swung open, and out walked Nancy Shefield.

"I can't believe it, that's really her!" Dex thought to herself as Nancy approached.

"Hello there, you must be Dexterity" Nancy said, reaching out to shake Dex's hand.

"Hi Nancy...oops...I mean, hello Mrs. Shefield" Dex replied, shaking Nancy's hand. Nancy smiled.

"Oh don't you worry about courtesies Dexterity, Nancy is fine" Nancy replied.

"Okay Nancy, and please, call me Dex" Dex replied, smiling at the thought that she was on a first name basis with one of the best known hanging party hostesses in the world.

"So, how did you know I was me and not a member of the house staff?" Nancy asked.

"Well, I've seen some videos..." Dex replied.

"Ah, so you know a little bit about how tonight's going to go?" Nancy asked.

"A little, yeah"

"Great," Nancy said, turning toward the front door, "follow me and I'll lead you to the guest room. That's where you can prepare yourself." Nancy lead Dex inside and up a long spiral staircase. Dex admired the large crystal chandelier it spiraled around, still in shock that she was actually in the Shefield house, preparing to die for them. "Well, here's the guest room," Nancy said, gesturing to a large bedroom, "there's makeup and toiletries in the bathroom. Do whatever you feel you need to get ready, just go down that staircase at the end of the hall and come into the kitchen before 7, wearing the outfit you'll find hanging in that closet."

"Yes ma'am" Dex replied.

"Dex please, I said you could call me Nancy." With that, Nancy left Dex alone in the guest room. Dex took a quick shower, then wrapped herself in a towel and put her glasses back on. She walked out into the bedroom, and looked into the closet. Inside, she found a pair of white stockings, and a pair of white high heels.

"There must be some mistake," Dex thought, "the Shefields' victims usually hang naked, but they start the party in a dress or something." Looking around the room, Dex saw no other closet and no dress. So, she shrugged, and put on the stockings and shoes. Then, she stood in front of a full length mirror which stood in the corner of the room, and examined every inch of her nearly naked body, imagining her corpse hanging in the Shefields' parlor later that evening. Dex looked to a clock on the wall, to see that she had more than an hour before she had to get downstairs.

So, Dex positioned the mirror at the foot of the bed, then laid down in front of it so she could see herself in it. Then, she pleasured herself as she imagined dangling in front of the Shefields and their guests later that very evening. When she finished, Dex got up, and left the guestroom. She figured there was supposed to be a dress for her, but the Shefields had forgotten to give it to her, so she'd simply ask them about it.

Dex entered the kitchen to see Nancy and David Shefield standing on either side of an island counter talking to one another. "Hello Mr. Shefield, nice to meet you" Dex said, walking in and extending her hand for a handshake.

"Nice to meet you too...Dex, is it?" David asked.

"Yes sir" Dex replied.

"Well I'm glad to have you here, but please, call me David" David replied.

"Okay David" Dex replied, smiling. Neither David nor Nancy seemed at all alarmed by Dex's near complete nudity.

"So Dex," Nancy inquired, "the agency says you are leaving your fee to your twin sister?"

"Yeah, she really needs money to finish school" Dex replied.

"I see," Nancy continued, "I only ask because most of the girls who come here to get money for their families don't seem as happy as you"

"Well, truth be told," Dex said, pausing with a coy smile on her face, "that's really more of an excuse"

"What do you mean?" David asked, erection visible through his pants.

"Well, I've kinda wanted to do this for a long time, but I was worried my friends or my family would think I did it cause I was sad or they weren't nice enough to me. My sister's predicament gave me the perfect excuse to finally do this" Dex explained.

"Why is it that you wanted to do this so badly?" Nancy asked. Dex blushed and looked at her feet. "Ah, I see" Nancy replied.

"So Dex," David interjected, "I know you've seen videos of our previous parties, do you have any questions about this evening?"

"Well, I know that most of the other girls you've hanged wore a dress to the party and then stripped, but I didn't find a dress up there for me" Dex replied.

"Yes, we're going to be doing things a little differently this evening. When our guests arrive at 8 you will already be nude, bound, and in the noose," David explained, "and you'll wait there until the hanging at 10." Dex felt a tingling between her legs as she thought about standing there in the noose for over two hours, but she had a concern.

"The stool you stand me on had better be stable. Between these high heels and a wobbly stool, I might end up dropping early" Dex joked.

"Actually that's going to be slightly different as well," David replied, "we just got a noose-o-matic installed in the parlor"

"One of those hoist machines!?" Dex practically shouted with a smile on her face.

"Yes ma'am," David replied, "and you'll be the first person to hang from it." This excited Dex greatly. Although a short drop hanging certainly seemed arousing enough, something about a slow suspension just seemed more satisfying.

"Great, my neck will christen it" Dex said.

"David, I should really show her to her spot" Nancy said, realizing the clock on the wall read 7:45.

"Oh of course dear, but before you do we should discuss the matter of Dex's body" David interjected.

"Oh yes of course" Nancy replied.

"What about my body?" Dex asked, again blushing.

"Well Dex," Nancy replied, "we have something of a collection in our walk in freezer downstairs. Most of the girls we hang here agree to let us buy their bodies for...our private use." Dex was taken aback by the request. She found it simultaneously flattering and arousing.

"How much?" Dex asked.

"We were thinking...seventy-five thousand" David offered.

"Okay sure" Dex said, giggling with excitement.

"Alright, now that that's settled, let's get you in the noose" Nancy said, turning and leaving the room. Dex followed after her with a smile on her face. Nancy lead Dex into the parlor, a large room with massive bookshelves on either side and a fireplace on the back wall. Dex had seen the room dozens of times on video, but was surprised to find that it looked smaller in person. Then, on the right side of the room, between two arm chairs, she saw it. A noose dangled all the way down from the parlor's very high ceiling, where the rope disappeared into a hole. On one of the chairs next to the noose sat a pair of handcuffs, and a remote with large green and red buttons on it.

"Stand here with your hands behind your back if you would" Nancy asked, pointing to a spot on the floor just beneath the noose. Dex practically skipped into position, then faced Nancy, peering through the noose at her. Nancy then picked up the handcuffs and stepped behind Dex. She cuffed Dex's hands behind her back, then she grabbed the noose. She slipped it over Dex's head, taking care to brush all of her flowing black hair through it, then cinched it down on her neck. Somehow, the huge smile that had been plastered across Dex's face since she woke up that morning, got even bigger.

"One last thing" Nancy said, stepping in front of Dex again and picking up the remote. She pushed the red button, and the noose began to gradually retract into the ceiling. "How does that feel?" Nancy asked, having retracted the noose enough that Dex could barely keep the tips of her toes on the ground.

"A little tight," Dex rasped, "unless *cough* you want me to hang right now." She smiled again at that.

"No no, that's a little high" Nancy said, pressing the green button and lowering Dex just enough that she could still breath comfortably when on her tip toes. "How...how does that feel?" Nancy asked, seeming to become distracted as she looked over Dex's now fully extended body.

"My calves hurt a little, but other than that it feels great" Dex said, the rope tickling her throat as she spoke. She was already feeling a wetness between her legs.

"Well," Nancy said, stepping closer to Dex, "you're pretty much set...be polite to our guests, don't speak unless spoken to, answer any questions they ask you politely and briefly. Any questions?"

"How long after the hanging will I be left up?" Dex asked.

"Till the last guest leaves, probably a few hours" Nancy replied, her eyes transfixed on Dex's breasts.

"Do you think any of the guests will take pictures of my corpse?" Dex asked.

"Oh yes, some will probably take selfies with you" Nancy replied. Dex felt even more aroused, and she blushed at the thought. Then, Nancy put her hands on the sides of Dex's belly, running her hands up Dex's torso. Dex felt a tingle run down her spine. Nancy then speed walked to the parlor door, practically slammed it shut, and speed walked back to Dex. Then, to Dex's shock, Nancy wrapped her arms around Dex's torso and gave her a deep, passionate kiss. Nancy's hands started on Dex's back, then gradually migrated down to her butt, then her thighs. Then, Nancy pulled her head back, as her right hand drifted between Dex's legs.

"Oh god" Dex moaned as Nancy pulled her close and began stroking her. Dex could feel an orgasm building deep inside her, and had trouble breathing as her knees went week, causing her weight to collapse onto the noose. She gagged several times as Nancy continued to stroke her. Then, Dex's toe's curled, and her knees gave out completely as she was overcome by an intense orgasm. She began to moan, then choked loudly as the noose tightened around her neck. Nancy quickly helped her back to her feet.

Dex panted and she could feel the rope burns on her neck as she once again got a steady footing on her tip toes. Nancy was straightening Dex's hair when the doorbell rang. "Well, I should go" Nancy said, then turning and leaving the parlor.

"God, this night is so hot" Dex thought as Nancy left. She then stood there, with her tip toes barely on the ground, turning slowly back and forth trying to maintain her footing. Dex made sure to stay facing the bookshelf on the opposite wall, as she had been set up. As the endorphins from her encounter with Nancy wore off, Dex's calves began to burn from the effort of keeping herself up to breath. Periodically, she would drop her heels to the ground, but then she would gag and go back on her toes.

After nearly a half hour of standing this way, the Shefields and some of their guests entered the parlor. At first they dispersed around the room and chatted among themselves. They all but ignored Dex, like she was a piece of furniture. A few stood in front of her and admired her naked form, but no one spoke to her for nearly twenty minutes. Then, a middle aged couple approached her.

"So, you must be the beautiful Dex" the man said.

"Is there supposed to be another naked woman in a noose here?" Dex asked, then realizing she violated Nancy's request to be polite. She was glad to see that the couple laughed at her remark.

"Well, you are quite pretty," the woman said, "I can't wait to see you do the dance for us." Dex blushed at the compliment, and felt the tingling between her legs return.

"I don't suppose you'd let me wife and I take a picture with you, would you?" the man asked.

"It's not like I could stop you if I said no" Dex joked. Again, the couple laughed. The man then handed his phone off to a friend, and he and his wife stood on either side of Dex, putting their arms over her shoulders. The added weight of their arms made Dex drop back on her heels briefly, and she gagged loudly. Everyone in the room turned to her briefly, then went back to what they were doing. Dex got back up on her toes, and smiled broadly for the camera. The man's friend then took the picture, and the couple left Dex alone. The party continued to this way for over an hour, with the Shefields and most of their guests taking pictures with Dex in the noose.

Dex's calves were practically on fire the whole time, and she periodically dropped back to her heels, gagging loudly every time she did. This seemed to excite and arouse the party goers. Some of them even turned it into a party game, downing a drink every time they heard Dex gag. This only excited Dex further. Then, another group of the Shefield's guests approached Dex. "Damn, she is hot in that noose"

"She certainly is Matt, and all that gagging is getting me excited" the other man with him replied. Dex wanted to join this conversation, but on Nancy's instruction, she wouldn't speak until spoken to.

"Well let's see something real quick" Matt said, then putting his left hand on Dex's right shoulder. Dex smiled with excitement, wondering where this was going. Then, Matt pressed down on her shoulder, forcing her to lower her heals again, and gag loudly. Dex choked and gagged, trying desperately to stand on her toes again, but Matt wouldn't let her up. She gagged and choked for a few minutes, getting just enough air to keep her conscious, before Matt let her up again. "It's like a gag button" Matt said with a smile. Dex coughed and panted, regaining her breath, then smiled at Matt.

"Yeah, I like it" the other man said, stepping forward and briefly pushing Dex back down. She gagged again, and everyone in the room drank. "What do you think of that?" the other man asked Dex.

"Do it again" Dex said. Matt and his friend looked at each other and shrugged, then they pushed Dex back down, this time holding her there for about a minute while she choked and gagged.

"Well don't hold her down to long boys," Nancy said from behind them, "we want her to still be able to swing when she goes up." The two men shrugged and walked away. Periodically however, party goers would walk up to Dex and, if she hadn't gagged in a while, they'd push her back down on her heels and force her to gag. As arousing as this was of course, Dex was growing impatient, partly just because her calves were in such pain. She kept staring at a clock on the wall across from her as the hour drew near. Then, finally, the clock struck ten.

"Alright everyone, gather round for this evening's entertainment" David said after taping the side of his wine glass with a knife. David and Nancy stood on either side of Dex as all of their guests slowly gathered around her. Nancy had the noose-o-matic remote in her hand. "Ladies and gentleman, tonight is the maiden voyage for our new noose-o-matic, but more importantly it is the last night on earth for our beautiful noose dancer Dex" David said, gesturing to Dex standing behind him. Dex blushed again at the compliment, then choked as her legs gave out again and she dropped back to her heels. David and Nancy joined the crowd and turned towards her.

"Well Dex," Nancy asked, her finger on the button, "any last words?"

"Yeah," Dex said with a smile, "can we get on with it already? My calves are killing me"

The crowd laughed at that, and Nancy shrugged. "Well, let's let the noose do that instead," Nancy said. Then, she pushed the red button and held it down just long enough that Dex's feet were only an inch from the ground. Dex groaned in pleasure as the noose tightened, then began to choke and gag as her toes left the ground. Dex immediately began to kick and flail at the end of the rope, the Shefield's guests totally transfixed on her.

Dex writhed in agony at the end of her rope, and she was enjoying every minute of it, especially as she noticed many of the Shefield's guests had pulled out their phones and were recording her. "Wow, I bet I'll be all over the web tomorrow" Dex thought, the idea making Dex even more aroused. After a few minutes in the noose, Dex couldn't stop her tongue from writhing in her open mouth. She tried desperately to wrench her arms out of the handcuffs binding them, but she succeeded only in skinning her wrists raw.

At ten minutes after being lifted, Dex's legs were still flailing, but she could no longer keep her head up. As her head bowed, a large drop of saliva dripped from her tongue and landed on her chest. "Oh god that's hot" Dex thought as the drop of saliva ran down between her breasts. Slowly, Dex began to kick and flail more slowly, as her limbs began to go numb. It felt as though her limbs had been filled with lead. Then, her vision began to blur, and narrow to a fine point. As Dex slowly wiggled just an inch above the Shefield's hard wood floors, she began to feel an intense, icy cold grow inward from her extremities. To her surprise however, her torso still felt quite warm.

Finally, her limbs cold and numb and her mouth closing again, Dex's legs fell limp, hanging there like dead weight. Then, suddenly, Dex was overcome by the most intense orgasm she had ever experienced, or ever would. Her back arched, her head came up one last time, and her toes curled in her shoes. Then, she let out one final groan, which no one in the audience would ever no was from pleasure, not pain, and fell limp. She could just barely hear the audience begin to clap for her as the darkness overtook her.

The party continued for another several hours, with each of the Shefield's guests taking pictures both of and with Dex's dangling corpse. Some of them posed with her, touching her body in intimate places. Then, once all of the guests went home, the Shefield's butlers cut her down, and brought her body to the walk in freezer in the basement. By the next day, videos and pictures of Dex's final moments were all over the death fetish boards she once frequented.