Rick let a big load off in her ass. He pulled out, cum gushed out. Her pants was getting cover in cum. Rick told her that her ass felt good. As she wa... about to go back to work, her manager Don walked in. He saw her pants was wet in the back. He asked Linda why her pants was wet in the back. Don took Linda to his office. When they went in, Don closed the door. He told Linda to turn around. She slowly turned. He told her to bend over. She bent over. He saw the rip in her pants and some cum. She really did not know exactly what was going to happen. She wondered how many people would be there; would the area be roped off, with only a carefully selected panel of witnesses allowed to watch? And what would they see? She knew hanging could involve anything from an instant death from a snapped neck to a prolonged ordeal by slow strangulation. Her inquiries into the most recent execution had revealed no details of the actual method used, and she had not been able to summon the courage to. So — simple words if possible, but I sure would like to know more about it all." Berthold, it really is Alfred who should be telling you all this. It is his invention after all." He waved aside Alfred's attempt to interject. "Sure, the theory of it was my idea. You may have heard of heavy water — yes, I thought so — so then it should not be too difficult for you to accept that there can be something like heavy matter — metals or minerals. And that is at the root of Alfred's invention. My. Frighten and panicking I tried to push Willie up, Willie paid me no attention as he slammed the entire length of his nine inches of teenage male tool deep into my rectum. The pain was excruciating, I tried to scream out in agony, but Willie covered my mouth with his and stuck his tongue down my throat. It was then I heard the deep throated voice of Willie's stepfather say '...bust that boi pussy open, I'm next...'Willie didn't even slow down he continued to ram into me like a maniac, my knees.