Hanging In The Closet By Lobo I am a 21 year old single male. I'm 5' 9", 145 lbs, muscular, with green eyes, blonde hair with an all over tan. In my private sex life (read as solo sex life), I enjoy the sensation of tying my dick and balls with a strong sash (and other rigging that routes the sash behind me to my shoulderblades), attaching the end to the block and tackle I have attached to the ceiling in my large walk-in closet I then lie face down on the floor and pull myself into the air. I find the sensation both exhilarating and, when combined with my fantasies, deliciously threatening. Of course, my fantasies are of a beautiful woman hanging me by dick and balls this way. And, I hoped to meet a woman who would be so turned on by my fantasy that, she would be willing to do it to me. The problem is, the girls I have been dating are pretty conservative. Just talking to them about anything kinky has been way too risky. That is, until I started dating Cathy. I met Cathy at school. Wow, is Cathy ever different from the other girls I've dated. First, she's by far the hottest looking woman I've ever dated. She is a "drop dead beautiful" 20 year old with auburn hair and posture so perfect she has to be a model. However, she says she's only 5'8" and that, "models have to be at least 5'10" - like her older sister Linda - to go anywhere in modeling these days". She weighs 115 lbs. She stays in great shape with weight workouts. Her stomach is muscular and flat. Her legs are muscular and beautifully curved. Her breasts are firm and quite large. She fills out her C cups (she told me) with lots of her to spare. Second, she dresses to make the most of her body. I've got to admit, I got an immediate hard on when she answered the door for our first date. She was dressed in a black halter top / mini shorts combo with high heels. Wow! I still get hard thinking about that how good she looked! Third, she is very open minded about sexual subjects. Last week, after only three glasses of wine, she brought up the subject of sexual bondage fantasies. She said she likes talking about sexual bondage scenes and loves fantasizing about what it would be like to do them. She also told me that she and Linda, her older sister (and also her roommate), tell each other their sexual fantasies. I told her that I have some kinky fantasies of my own. Then I asked her t tell me her favorite one. She hesitated then said, "You'll think I'm wicked." "No", I said, I'm hoping that you're wicked! "Okay", she said, "I want to tie a good looking man to a four poster bed and do 'nasty things' to him". I figured this was the best opportunity I was ever going to get so I asked, "are these 'kinky things' rough or soft?" She pulled herself up to the table on her elbows and got this incredibly sexy grin on her face. Then in a low, husky voice she said, "rough. I wouldn't have to tie him up if he could lay there without help!" This conversation was getting me really excited. Did I dare tell my fantasy? No, definitely not. I was about to ask her another "beat-around-the-bush" question when, I heard her say in her deep, husky voice, "I want to tie a man's balls and pull them slowly over and over and over, harder and harder and harder until he's so hot that he begs me to pull as hard as I can. And then, of course, I will!" This was so close to my own fantasy that I couldn't stand it. My neck was stiff and my mouth was dry. I could hear my own heartbeat. I thought to myself, "I've got to ask her!" I don't know how much time passed while I sat there stupefied, but I heard her say, "See, I knew you'd think I was evil ". I said, "NO!!!! I don't think you're evil". She grinned and then said, "Okay. Now it's your turn to tell me your hottest kinkiest fantasy -- and don't leave anything out." I told her my fantasy in detail. While she listened, she was sitting on the edge of her chair. She licked her lips involuntarily and listened intently to my every word. When I finished, it was plain that she was having trouble sitting still. She commented that my description made her very hot and she asked if anyone had ever done it to me. I said "No, I've done it to myself but, never been that lucky enough to have a lady's assistance." Then she asked what turned me on about the fantasy. I responded, that while I liked the physical sensation, I especially liked the idea of being completely at the mercy of a beautiful woman. She said, "I see" then there was a long silence. When she spoke again, to my astonishment, she said, "Would you be willing to let me do you like that?" I said, "Are you kidding? That's my favorite fantasy. Of course I'd be willing!" We agreed to go back to my place and she excused herself to the lady's room. I was both incredibly nervous and on cloud 9 at the same time. Once at my duplex, she had another glass of wine. I wanted to be sure I 'd have a good hard-on so I just drank a soda. We spent some time kissing and groping each other in the kitchen before going into my bedroom. We were both so nervous we were shaking. I undressed in the bathroom. She sat on the bed and waited. I tied my dick and balls with the sash and walked back out into the bedroom. Boy was I hard! Cathy was still dressed. She saw my all over tan (etc.), and said something about this being even better than she thought. I took her by the hand and we went into the closet. I put a belt under my arms and explained that the sash went under the belt in the back. She reached down, grabbed my tied dick and balls then said, "Lets do it". I laid on my stomach on the closet floor. I was facing outward into the bedroom. She tied my left hand to my left foot then my right hand to my right foot (her idea). All the while, she made excited little noises. Then, when she was finished, she told me how good I looked lying there helpless with my cock sticking out between my legs. She gave a long, smooth pull on the sash then rubbed her hands over my butt. "This is going to be soooo good!" Her voice was almost a purr. I was completely at her mercy and the feeling was terrific. There was a light knock at the door. I told Cathy to ignore it but she laughed and said, "no way". She turned up the stereo and went into the living room to answer the door. She was gone a good fifteen minutes. When she returned, she had changed her clothes. She was wearing a pair of black 4 inch high heels, black fishnet stockings, a silver studded, black leather collar and a silver studded, black leather harness with straps that crisis- crossed across her body. She was bare bottomed exposing the tiny bit of pubic hair she leaves when she shaves. Her beautiful breasts protruded through the spaces defined by the crossing straps. I have never seen anything so incredibly sexy! As I laid there admiring Cathy's perfect form, Another woman walked in behind her! She was carrying a small, blocky-looking suitcase and wearing an overcoat. She put the suitcase down on the bed. Cathy said, "David, this is my sister, Linda". Cathy must have called her when she went to the lady's room at the club. I was acutely embarrassed but there was nothing I could do. Addressing Linda, I said, "It's very nice to meet you. You'll pardon me if I don't get up." She made a horizontal motion with her left hand at about her nose level and responded, "That's okay, We'll get you all the way up to here in a few minutes. Then, I'm going to give you a big kiss." She obviously knew what Cathy was planning to do with me and I must say, I found the idea of these two beautiful women hanging me by my balls extremely exciting. Linda is incredible herself. She is 25 and, although I don't think her face is quite as striking as her sister's it is still very beautiful. She is a model. As she took off her coat she revealed a body that is nothing short of spectacular. She stands at least 5' 10". She has flawless skin and unbelievably thick, sandy red hair. While she is not as busty as Cathy, her body has a longer and leaner look. Her breasts are full (probably a good "B" cup) and her nipples stand up proudly. Linda came prepared. She was dressed in a shiny black open front corset that laced only halfway up. It framed her bare breasts, pushing them up and together. The effect was magnificent! She wore a matching garter belt but, no panties. Nothing to obstruct access to her shaved pussy. She was wearing black, sheer stockings which had seams up the back . Then at the end of those incredibly long, slender legs were a pair of wicked looking, studded black patent leather 5 inch heels. Cathy ran the sash between the belt and my back as I had instructed. Then she tied the end to the ring on the bottom of the block and tackle. I was so excited, I was freezing and sweating at the same time! Cathy said, "He's ready," and stood back. Linda reached for the rope and told Cathy, "He looks good tied like that. I think I'm really going to enjoy this". Linda began pulling the rope. The belt tightened across the front of my chest then I felt the sash begin pulling my dick and balls backwards, towards my butt. As my shoulders lifted off the floor, the belt slipped down the sash. My back was forced to arch as the sash pulled my butt closer to my shoulder blades. I tensed my body to resist the arching and my torso began to lift as a unit. I got a strange feeling, almost like butterflies, in the lowest part of my stomach as my torso was lifted off the floor. Only my knees were still in contact with the carpet. I felt a fair amount of pull on my genitals, but I was hard, and it felt really good. Linda pulled again. This time she pulled with her whole body, and my knees came off the floor about a foot. Linda's strong pull ended abruptly and gave me a good little jerk. It was like riding in one of those older elevators. The kind that makes sudden stops as it's going up. The jerk caused the sash to pull back hard on my dick, and I could feel the sash stretching from the force of my weight. I moaned and bounced a little as I hung there, swinging slowly from side to side. This was the stuff of my fantasies, and it really felt great! From behind me, Cathy placed her hands on my thighs to stop the swinging. She said, "Ooooh, his cock looks so good like that!" Then, Linda called for Cathy to help her with the rope. Both the girls pulled until the two pulley blocks met just below the 10 foot ceiling. Each pull gave me that titillating bounce as I stopped. At the top, the air was very warm. I was cold so it felt good. Looking out the closet door, I could only see the girls from their collar bones down. What a sight! Those outfits were incredible! Then, with Cathy standing by my side, Linda lowered me until my dick was at Cathy's mouth level. Linda then tied the rope to the bathroom doorknob. Cathy was all over me, making little cooing noises as she kissed me and rubbed her cheeks against my skin. Her warm, soft touch and the tingly feeling of her hair on my skin was in sharp contrast to the pressure on my dick and balls. It felt good. It felt very good. I felt the silky sensation of Cathy's hair on the inside of both my legs as she approached my dick. She said, "Damn, your cock looks good like this -- so nasty I could eat it!" As she spoke, I could feel her warm breath puffing against my dick. She began licking and nibbling on it. She said, "your skin is so tight!", and, at the same time, reached up, with one hand and gave the sash a good jerk. I moaned then she slid her hand down the sash to my ass and said, "Linda, it's so solid his cock doesn't even move!". Even though my dick and balls were going numb, the sensations were fantastic. Waves of goose bumps from her soft ,warm touch swept over me. I couldn't stand it, and began pumping strongly but couldn't get any relief. Cathy squealed, "Linda, look! He's cuming, but nothing's coming out! This is great! He's going to stay hard 'till we let him down!" She began to coo and lovingly stroke my dick with her cheek. I just hung there with my dick pumping, while she enjoyed her prize. The pumping subsided and I relaxed my neck. My head hung downward, looking at the floor. I swear, there was magic in Cathy's touch. Then, Linda walked through the closet door and said, "I believe I promised you a kiss". With both of her hands, she reached under and behind me, gently running her fingers through the hair on the back of my head. Then grabbing two fists full of hair, she placed her forearms across my shoulder blades, lifted my face and kissed me with a deep, forceful kiss. It was the kind of kiss that said, 'I'm in charge, and I'll take you any way I like'. After the kiss, she shifted her weight onto my shoulders and pulled down until my face was on a level with her breasts. I put my mouth around her left nipple and started to suck. As I sucked, Linda groaned and pulled my face tight against her beautiful chest. It felt like I was completely possessed by her. Cathy began lightly whipping my dick and balls with her leather fringe key chain. My helplessness was really turning me on! My dick couldn't get any harder. A strange, butterfly sensation flooded through the lower part of my abdomen. It made me want to be taken. I wanted them to totally possess and consume me -- and I wanted them to know I felt this way. I gave in, and totally relaxed. As my body went limp, my back arched and the sash slipped through the belt transferring more weight from my chest to my dick and balls. My face was pushed into Linda's chest and I poured myself into the exquisite texture of her beautiful breast. I ran my tongue around her nipple. I savored her flavor and softness. I softened the muscles of my face so that my face sink deeper into her breast. She moaned and softly said, "yes...yes...yes". I hung there, limp, consumed by the power these two women held over me. I hadn't wanted or taken a breath since Linda had pulled me to her. My head was spinning. I felt extremely light headed. I felt that my body was floating in an ocean of softness and stimulation. My mouth longed to suck Linda inside me. I was totally theirs. I thought, 'they could kill me now, and I would enjoy it'. Cathy began whipping me harder. Her little whip felt as if it was biting into my skin, and I began to awake from my stupor. I took a breath through the corner of my mouth. Linda responded by holding me to her more tightly. As she tightened her grip on my head, I heard her say, "struggle for me baby". "I want to feel you fight against me!" "Don't let me put you out easy." That's when I realized I was supposed to play a game with her. She wanted to feel me struggle against her before she let me go! An exciting game to be sure, and one I could really enjoy losing. I tried to take another breath -- it did not come. I opened my eyes and began to tense my body. I tried again to get a breath from the corner of my mouth. I wasn't able to loosen my face from Linda's soft, warm embrace. Cathy's strokes were coming faster now. Much harder too, but now, they were leaving warm, tingling sensations as they landed. It felt wonderful. Again, I tried to breathe. I tried to turn my face completely away from Linda. I started to really need another breath! My lungs were starting to burn. I started to struggle harder as I tried to turn my face. She held me tight. The burning in my lungs was getting worse! I heard her tell me, "Damn, I love feeling you struggle!" I knew I was doing what she wanted. But, I was feeling extremely light headed again. I continued to struggle to get air, but I was pretty weak and a feeling of euphoria was coming over me. My struggles slowed, and I began listening to the sounds around me. Linda's moaning was rapidly intensifying. She sounded like she was approaching an orgasm! Cathy was very excited too. I could hear her sucking in air through her teeth before she made each stroke. And I could hear her making noises like, "mummm, mummh", after landing a particularly satisfying blow. She was hitting down right hard now too. I could hear the leather straps zinging through the air and they smacked loudly as they lashed across my butt and genitals. Each stroke gave me a sharp zing, then left behind a wonderful sensation of warmth. Euphoria was taking a strong hold on me, and if I didn't get some air soon, I'd pass out in Linda's arms. The idea seemed nice -- even passionate. The burning in my lungs didn't seem bad at all now. I noticed my lungs had stopped sucking for air. My struggling stopped, my eyes closed and I just hung there for them. Cathy's strokes stopped. I felt as if I were in a soft cloud. I couldn't move, I couldn't see, I could only hear muffled sounds and feel distant sensations. I felt Linda pull my face off her breast. Then, after a long pause, I slowly began to breathe again. My breathing was shallow. I wasn't in a hurry. I began rapidly gaining strength now. I heard her say, "Damn that was good!" then she asked me, "can you still hear me baby?" I nodded 'yes'. "Good. Do you know what I'm going to do with you now?" I breathed out, and she pressed my face back against her breast and held me tight. "I'm going to finish you off, then we're going to leave you hanging in the closet by your balls!". Suddenly total panic swept over me! I bucked up and down, my weight hitting solidly on my dick and balls. I thrashed around any way I could, swinging around on the end of the sash. Linda still held me tightly but, this time I was fighting desperately to breathe. Cathy squealed, "oh, yeah!" and whipped my dick and balls as hard as she could. She grunted with every stroke and I bucked from the sting. Cathy went over the edge! She just went wild! She suddenly wrapped her arms around my hips, slammed my shaft into her mouth and yanked me backwards as hard as she could. The force drove my dick deep down Cathy's throat and, at the same time, jerked me away from Linda. I was sucking in air as I felt Cathy's teeth rake down the underside of my dick. I swung backwards to Cathy then, forwards to Linda. Linda grabbed my shoulders and pulled me to her. Again, Cathy jerked me backwards as hard as she could. But, this time she slipped and her full weight fell on her arms. The sash's knot slipped instantly and the sash slammed closed around my dick and balls. I felt a 'thud' when the knot slipped to a sudden stop at the base of my dick. It created an incredible sensation of pressure in my dick. The feeling was spectacular! I moaned with the extreme pleasure of the sensations while Cathy rode me as I swung. She drug her feet along the carpet as I swung back to Linda. Cathy stood up and rammed my dick back into her mouth. She was wild! I went totally over the top. I was cuming really, really hard. I hung there pumping in Cathy's mouth but there was no relief. She just kept driving my dick down her throat! Again and again she thrust. She was shoving me toward Linda, ramming my dick down her throat by charging it. She was fingering herself with her right hand and holding onto the sash with her left. With every thrust she made, she gave out grunts and cries of pleasure. Then, her cries were silenced as she rammed my dick down her throat. What a marvelous sound! Her cries were frantic now, she was cuming hard and she began wildly pumping my dick up and down with her mouth. her teeth were out and she was savagely raking them over my shaft as she came. She slowed, then stopped, then removed her mouth from my dick. She composed herself, reached out and grabbed my shaft with both hands, squeezed and said, "Damn, I could get use to this. I could play with you like this all day!" I needed down badly. The skin at the base of my dick was abraised where the sash had supported my weight. My skin was pinched when the knot slipped and I felt like I had a ring of fire around the base of my genitals. This had been one hell of a ride but, it was no longer providing good sensations. Linda lowered me back onto my knees. Cathy was kissing me all the way to the floor. Once I was on my knees, Cathy pushed me backward so that I remained upright. Linda tied off the rope and she and Cathy went into the kitchen to get some drinks. Cathy returned with a margarita and a straw for me. I asked her to untie me. She said, "nope". I asked, "what's up?" She responded, "we're not through with you yet." Then she added, "we're having too much fun!" There was a lot of extra tequila and triple sec in that drink and it was bitter. She recommended that I drink it fast. I did. She brought me another and I finished it too -- I guess I was pretty thirsty. She went back into the kitchen and, after about 10 minutes, both girls returned. Linda's face was flushed with excitement and Cathy was absolutely giddy. They had obviously had a few drinks while they made their plans. Cathy placed a dish towel over my eyes as a blindfold then Linda moved in behind me. I assumed she was going to untie me but, instead she pulled my hands together and placed a pair of handcuffs on my wrists. Then she slipped something over my head and around my neck. It was a noose! She pulled it tight and said, "we played your game, now it's our turn". The rope wasn't scratchy but when I started to protest, Cathy touched her hand to my mouth, and said, "Don't ask. This, is what Linda likes". Linda attached the other end of the noose to the block and tackle. She untied the sash from my very sensitive dick and balls and removed it from the rigging. Then, she took her post at the rope. Cathy removed the belt, then the ropes from my hands and feet. Linda pulled the rope up quickly. My legs were stiff and I couldn't get them under me fast enough. The noose continued to rise pulling me up by my neck at least part of the way until my feet caught up with the rest of me. Linda left me enough slack so that I could stand flat footed -- but I wasn't going any where. Cathy removed the dishtowel, then retrieved the suitcase and placed it just in front of my feet. "You're not really serious are you?", I asked, not yet believing that they actually intended to hang me. Linda's only response was to pull the rope again, forcing me to step up onto the suitcase. From there, she quickly pulled me up onto my tip toes. It's a wide suitcase, so it was fairly stable but I couldn't breathe. "Will we need to gag you?", Linda asked. I shook my head in reply. Linda let me down a little then handed the rope to Cathy. I was starting to feel those drinks now. Linda said, "I like him better stretched out like this. Don't you?" "Yeah", Cathy replied, "I love his tan." She looked me up and down then told Linda, "He's really beautiful but, we've got to do something about that." She was referring to my now limp dick. Linda said, "Trust me, I don't think that will be a problem for very long." Linda began caressing and squeezing my calves while telling Cathy exactly how much higher to pull me up. Cathy pulled as instructed and when she stopped, I was way up on my toes. I could've pushed up a little bit higher but, not much. I certainly could not relax without strangling myself. Cathy tied off the rope then joined Linda. Both the girls stood directly in front of me -- looking me up and down, commenting on their prize. They were both fingering themselves. Wow! What a sight they were! Linda stepped up to me and began playing with my nipples. It was clear she liked what she saw. Her touch made me feel like I was a magnificent sculpture. Both women stroked, squeezed and sucked on me for at least half an hour. By then my legs were extremely tired. Every time I tried to relax, I strangled myself. I was very light headed and euphoria was settling in again with it's warm, numbing of sensations. I was surprised to find that each time the noose tightened around my neck, I got harder. I no longer had a problem with my erection. Cathy told Linda, "I've thought about it and, I want you to do him. I'll watch. You play." Cathy went over to the bed, laid back and began fingering herself. I watched as Linda seemed to glide over to the rope. She pulled the slack out so that I was fully on my tip toes. It was now very hard to breathe. I had to push up as high as I could for each breath. In between, I could neither inhale nor exhale. My neck now carried quite a bit of my weight. My head was spinning, and noises took on a distant quality. Linda stepped up to me and started sucking my dick. She was hot and not at all gentle! With everything she did, she seemed to be telling me that she was going to take anything she wanted -- whether I wanted it or not. She took me in then, drug her back teeth over my shaft and bit down menacingly. She removed her mouth and began to jack me off. She pulled and pushed so hard she almost forced me off the suitcase but the noose stopped me with a jerk. There was no way I could breathe through this. Then, she shifted her attention. She cupped both of her hands around the heel of my right foot and lifted it off the suitcase. Then she used her right foot to pivot the suitcase 90 degrees. I would no longer be able to get my right foot on it. She pulled my right foot between her legs and started masturbating herself against my foot and shin. As she did she began sucking my dick again. I could push against her hands and breathe better this way, but I was feeling very euphoric and starting not to try. She continued humping my leg until she began to climax. Cathy was on the bed fingering herself. The look on her face was absolutely wicked. She was looking right into my eyes. She wanted me to hang and she liked the fact that I knew that she wanted it! But now, I wanted it too. I wanted to see the look on her face as she watched me hang. I wanted to see her enjoy my body dangling by my neck. Cathy told Linda, "Ooooh, Sis, he looks so nasty!" Then Cathy looked into my eyes and said through sneered lips, "Do him Sis! Hang him for me!" By now, I was use to the pressure of the noose and was feeling no pain. I was really turned on. I looked directly into Linda's eyes but I could say nothing. Linda looked up at me and said, "You know, when I hang you, I'm going leave you up here 'til I'm done with you, don't you?" As she spoke, I could feel my dick getting harder and the butterflies returned. I nodded. "Even if I decide to watch you die while I cum?" I nodded again. She turned to Cathy and said, "He's ready". From the bed, Cathy panted, "OH GOD YES! Hang him, Linda! Hang him now! I want to see him dance! I want to see him kick and struggle. I want to cum while he dangles at the end of your rope!" She was already cuming! Her words were exciting and made me want to hang for her. In a low tone, Linda said, "Then, so be it!". In one smooth motion, Linda, released my right leg, reached down and pulled the suitcase into the bedroom by its handle. I was hanged! I was swinging by my neck! Cathy shrieked with excitement. There was intense pressure on my throat but I was pretty numb and it didn't really hurt that much. The noose was definitely making my dick harder but, I felt like I was somehow disembodied from it. I saw Linda working her pussy with her right hand and her breasts with her left. Her eyes hungrily looking me up and down, taking in the scene as I hanged there before her. My chest was heaving and my legs were pumping madly. She looked up at me and said, "Damn, you're beautiful like this." Then she went back to masturbating in earnest. Cathy was cuming so hard she was almost screaming. She kept saying, "We're really hanging him! We're really hanging him! Damn this is good! Damn this is good!" Then she screamed, "Linda! Look at his dick. Look at his dick!" Linda wasn't missing anything, she was already watching my dick. She smiled and said, "yeah, he likes it too!" My head was pounding. My lungs were burning. My legs were stomping like I was trying to kick-start an old Harley, but I felt like I was about to cum. No one was touching me but, the feeling was overpowering everything else. Then, I saw cum spurting out into the bedroom at Linda's feet. I felt an enormous release. I saw Linda watching me through glazed, hypnotized eyes. She was having an extremely deep orgasm. I was dancing for her but, my dance was rapidly coming to an end. I was dying before her eyes -- for her pleasure. Nothing else mattered to her -- or to me. I may have been hanged to excite them, but I was dying to pleasure her. Yes, we understood each other. She was going to take it all -- and I was willing. I watched her until my vision faded and I could no longer see her. Through the ringing in my ears, I heard her say, "No, don't take him down. Just let him hang there. Right now he's mine, and I'm not through with him yet." The pressure on my throat no longer seemed painful. I felt completely relaxed. I could feel my body rhythmically jerking, but my legs were hanging limp. My body was still trying to fuck Linda even as I died. I could still feel the pumping sensation coming from the base of my dick. That felt good, and I could feel my hips thrusting forward in rhythm with the pulses. I could hear the rope creaking as I swung back and forth, back and forth, back and .. then everything was black.