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Note: If you have trouble keeping track of the characters -- or understanding the motivations -- See the Appendixes (#1: The contract, #2: List of characters)

Tuesday Evening

Erika's phone sounded off. She tapped Answer. "Hi, Jarrod, what's up?"

"I will be."

"Huh? What?"

"I got the notice from PopCon. I'm gonna be hanged Saturday morning."

Erika's heart sank. This is my fault. "Oh, no!"

"Yes. You paid for it, you should get to see it. I've watched a few hangings and they're really hot!"

"But... No!! I'm going to call PopCon and revoke that contract!" Wait! What did I just say? That means I would die and leave Rodney all alone. But then...we don't have children.

"No way! With the money you've been paying me, we bought a bigger house so Dorris and Weston can each have their own room. And we've put aside enough money for prep schools and their first two years of college. And the compensation from PopCon will cover a third year of college for the kids. All thanks to this contract. And honoring the contract is the right thing to do. Let me save you in return for all the good you did us!"

"But..."

"The alternative is we repay all that money to Rod. We'll have to sell the house and go back to renting. Please let me do what's right..."

"But... your life...?"

"And if you cancel the contract, it will be your life. One of us has to hang, and if you take this away from me, it will be... I dunno, like I'm a welcher. So please, let me go through with this."

"Well..." the Scottie paused, thinking, then realized that Jarrod was right. "Ohhhh...kay."

"There is one thing you could do... if you want to. You could give me a blowjob on the trapdoor. It's supposed to really enhance the experience. Or... are you and Rodney monogamous?"

"No. We have the usual suburban arrangement -- vaginal sex only with each other, but I can take anybody I like in my mouth. Or hands and suchlike outercourse. So if you want a last blowjob, I'll be there with bells on."

"Thank you so much. I'm scheduled for half past ten Saturday morning. Try to be there by a quarter after, just in case."

"I'll be there."

Friday Night

Erika opened a browser to the PopCon site. If I'm going to give Jarr a public blowjob, I'd better look at the rules.

Department of Population Control

Rules for those giving up their lives to prevent overpopulation and starvation

Erika skipped over the (in her opinion) weasel-worded introduction and scrolled down to the Table of Contents. There it was. She clicked the link.

Reporting for Hanging

Hangees must report to the gallows on time and naked.

Pre-Hanging Sex

Sex prior to the hanging is permitted. Hangees must arrange for their own partner. Details to be negotiated with the hangman.

The sex act must take no more than five minutes, start time determined by the hangman. Hanging will proceed immediately at the end of five minutes or when the sex act is complete, as determined by the hangman.

Yeah. I'll suck Jarrod on the trapdoor. If I can't make him cum in less than five minutes I'm going to turn in my fellatrix license!

Saturday Morning

Rodney and Erika got to the town square a few minutes after ten. Finding a parking space and walking to the gallows area took a few more minutes. As they turned the corner to the square they saw a gorgeous meerkat dangling, her arms tugging at the rope around her wrists but otherwise unmoving -- rigid. Erika looked around and spotted Jarrod. The mongoose waved and gestured to two empty seats. Erika sat down next to Jarrod with Rodney on her other side.

"Perfect seats -- we can see them standing on the platform, and also when they're hanging."

Jarrod smiled. "Unwritten rule: hangees get privileges."

Just a few seconds after they sat down, the meerkat's face feet started kicking. Her mouth opened and closed in a gasping movement. Her lips slowly turned purple. Her face turned red as her feet kicked faster. Then magenta. Her mouth opened and closed in a gasping movement. After ten minutes, her struggles slowed and her lips turned a waxy blue. After fifteen minutes, it was just little twitches. Her hands closed tight, then gradually relaxed again. And then she was limp, her feet slowly swaying about six inches back and forth.

At twenty five after ten, the hangman, a springhaas, pushed a button. The meerkat's body lowered until it was sprawled on the ground. A dik-dik and a pika pulled the noose open, then picked up the body and carried it away. Another button push and the noose rose up again.

The hangman looked around, spotted Jarrod, and made a beckoning gesture, then came down the steps and offered his hand. Jarrod took it. "I'm Wes Wardell, the hangman today." Wardell turned to Erika. "You'll be 'entertaining' Mr. Jamison?"

The Scottie shook his hand. "Yes. It seemed the right thing to do. And I expect to enjoy it. Maybe even more than he will."

"As hangman I have a certain amount of discretion. If you make him cum in less than five minutes, then pull away so that the audience can see him spurt, I'll give him a long drop..." he eyed Jarrod, "...just under two meters. That will break his neck and he'll be dead in a few seconds. And with the orgasm, I doubt he'll notice the pain."

Jarrod smiled. "That sounds good to me."

The Scottie nodded. "Yes, anything to make it easier on him. But isn't he supposed to kick and struggle to entertain the crowd?"

"The audience will enjoy watching him spurt."

Wardell looked at the city hall clock tower. "It's time. He took the mongoose's arm and led him up the stairs. Erika took off her blouse, then her bra -- Give them a show -- and followed them up to the platform.

The hangman picked up a short piece of rope. "Stand still." He walked behind Jarrod, pulled his hands together, and tied his arms behind his back, criss-crossing the rope between his wrists, then wrapping it around itself three times, and finally tying it off. He guided Jarrod to the front of the trapdoor, his toes barely an inch from the fixed part of the platform. He pulled the noose open and slipped it over Jarrod's head, then pulled it snug around his neck with the knot just in front of his left ear. Jarrod looked a little nervous, but managed a wavery smile.

The hangman stepped back to his console and turned a knob. The rope paid out until the loop was about halfway down the mongoose's back. Then it moved up again to between his shoulder blades.

The Scottie turned slowly around, giving a show of her perky tits to the audience on all sides of the gallows. Then she put her arms around Jarrod and French-kissed him. After about a minute, she switched her attention to his earlobes, then one side of his neck, then the other.

Erika quickly worked her way down Jarrod's chest, giving each nipple a few seconds of exquisite tongue work. She knelt on the platform and put one hand around his already-half-hard cock.

"Five minutes, starting now."

The Scottie moved her hand up and down slowly, then wrapped her mouth around Jarrod's organ and started sucking. Slowly at first, then faster and deeper. She stopped with her lips around the corona and clasped the shaft with her open hands, then moved them back and forth, rotating his cock in her mouth.

After a minute of this, she resumed sliding up and down. Jarrod started moaning, and she sped up as he started begging, "Please... please finish... Please... _please... please... PLEASE... _

"One minute," the hangman said.

Erika sped up, taking nearly all of Jarrod into her mouth, her tongue flicking the sensitive spot behind the head again and again. Less than thirty seconds later Jarrod screamed, _ PLEASE!!! _ then _ YES PLEASE!!! _ and a few seconds later _ YESSSS!!!!! _ as he came in her mouth. As soon as The Scottie tasted his semen, she pulled back and let the next spurt coat her lips. Then she let go of him and leaned back, letting his semen fall on her tits. People in the upper rows of seats could see that her nipples were erect.

The hangman pressed the button, and the trapdoor fell open. Jarrod fell until the top of his head was slightly below the platform, then suddenly stopped. There was a groaning noise from the overhead beam and Erika heard a quiet "crack." Ferris's legs bent until his knees touched his chest, then slowly lowered until they dangled, his toes pointing down.

There was a broad smile on Jarrod's face. He spurted twice more. His toes slowly relaxed until they pointed down toward the ground several feet away, and a final drop of cum fell to the ground beneath him.

There was a smile on Erika's face too as she licked her lips.

The mongoose's body twisted slowly to the right, then left, then right, left again, right again.

The hangman leaned over and whispered to Erika. "You can go back to your seat if you like."

"Uh... right."

"Here." He handed her a towel.

The Scottie got to her feet and walked down the stairs, holding onto the guardrail to help her balance. She glanced at Rodney; he was slowly rubbing the bulge in his jeans. She wiped her tits with the towel, then touched the bench and quickly drew her hand back. "Owie!" She folded the towel and laid it on the bench, then sat down and put her hand on Rodney's bulge. "Did you enjoy that?"

"A whole lot!"

"Want me to do something about this?"

"Not now. But when we get home I am so going to jump your bones."

"Ha! Unless I jump your bones first!"

"Well, yeah."

A few minutes later

The caracal lowered Jarrod's body to the ground. The same two men carried it away. The hangman brought the noose up to face level again, then came down the steps and called out, "Linsey Evanson?"

A slightly plump, naked seal-femme stood up. "I thought my appointment was for eleven. Am I late?"

"No -- waving toward where Jarrod's body was being carried away -- He finished early. I can take you now, or you can wait until eleven. Or, well, any time in between. Your choice."

The pussycat leaned over and whispered to the tall, naked meercat sitting next to her. He whispered something back. They both stood up. "Sure, let's do it!" she said.

The hangman turned to the male. "You're going to 'help' Ms. Evanson?"

"Actually, I'm going to be 'helping' him get off," the puss said. "He's my husband and I love giving him blowjobs -- almost as much as he loves getting them. So I'm going to 'do' him one last time before I leave this world."

The meerkat grinned and nodded his head.

"Well, if you pull off when you make him cum and get his semen on your face and tits, I can give you a long drop and a quick death.

"No way! he really likes for me to swallow his stuff and, well, I like it too. Symbolically accepting him into myself. And anyway, I want the whole experience."

"Okay. Come with me." The caracal took her by the hand, led her up to the platform, and positioned her at the edge of the trapdoor. "You'll probably want to kneel down here." He paused, then went on. "Do you want your hands free or bound?"

"I want to use my right hand to help stimulate him. Afterward maybe I could just clasp them behind me."

"Sure, if you have enough self-control. Otherwise you'll look foolish trying to loosen the noose."

"No prob. I've hanged for fun over a dozen times."

"Okay. But this will be different. So be prepared."

She nodded.

He pulled the noose open and slipped it over her head, pulling it snug around her neck, then motioned for Rupert to stand on the platform right in front of her. "Okay, go ahead. Your five minutes start when you touch his penis."

"Got it." Linsey stood up, put her arms around her husband, and kissed his lips. Nearly a minute later she opened her mouth and they Frenched for another couple of minutes. She rubbed her tits against his chestfur, then pulled back a few inches. His hands came up and fondled her breasts, then flicked her nipples with wet fingers.

She reached down and wrapped her hand around his cock.

"Five minutes."

Linsey squeezed Rupert's cock gently at first, then harder as it started to firm up. She licked the hole a few times to tease him, then swirled her tongue around the head, making him gasp in pleasure.

Linsey started twisting her hand gently as she rubbed her husband. When he was hard, she got down on her knees. She wet her lips, parted them slightly, and slid down the left side of his organ. Then the right side. Then she slid her tongue along the underside.

"Four minutes."

The pussycat touched the little hole with the tip of her tongue, teasing him, then swirled around the head and was pleased to hear him moan. She wrapped her lips around the head and slid down until she had all of him in her mouth, then pulled back until her lips barely encircled the head.

"Three minutes."

She slid all the way down. Then up again, and down, and up. Still slowly, getting a little moan each time she slid over his frenum. She looked up and saw his eyes half-closed in pleasure, so she sped up a little bit.

Linsey twisted her meerkat's cock, creating a corkscrew-like sensation as her lips slid up and down. She did it again, a little faster, then faster still. She pulled almost all the way off him, then slid down as fast as she could.

"Please...?"

"Two minutes."

Linsey slowed down just a little bit. Each downstroke was marked by a tiny "Ahhh" of pleasure, each upstroke by a "Hmmm....?" of frustration.

She didn't have much time left. She slid up and down as fast as she could. flicking the frenum with her tongue on each upstroke. And up-and-down-and-up-and-down-and...

"One minute."

The Meerkat begged, "Please... Oh, Please... Please more..." Then "Yes, like that... Faster... Please... Almost... _PLEASE... PLEASE... PLEASE!!! _ and _ OH... YESSSS!!! _

Linsey tasted his semen, salty with a slight bitter aftertaste.

"Three seconds."

The cat opened her mouth and let everyone see the white goop on her tongue.

"Two..."

She swallowed. I did it! Oh, yes, and I should... She put her hands behind her, her right hand gripping her left wrist.

"One..."

Almost...

And she was falling, and then a sudden jerk. The rope scraped her neck.

It hurts.

The cat dangled a few seconds, feeling the noose squeezing her throat. It was sexy, that part was like hanging at home. They expect a show. She started kicking her feet, forward and back, then stretching toward the ground so far below.

The Scottie started rubbing the Husky's bulge, slowly.

Linsey let go of her wrist and started to reach up to her neck, then remembered and clasped her hands behind her back again.

A minute passed. A minute and a half. Linsey's need for air was getting desperate. Her feet kicked harder, faster. Her lips turned a dark red.

Another minute. The distress signals from her lungs were overwhelming. She pulled her knees up to her chest and thrust downward, getting a tiny bit of air in the process, but the pain around her neck was worse.

And something else was happening between her legs. A need... A familiar need from her nights with her meerkat. She rubbed her thighs together. Harder...faster... But it wasn't enough. Her hands came apart again and started to reach up, then hovered slightly above her hips.

The needs -- air and pleasure -- grew and grew. Linsey's right hand reached between her legs and found something to rub, while her left hand still fluttered near hip level.

Rubbing... harder... Her lips turning purple. Faster. Two fingers inside and her thumb on her little button.

Almost there. Her hand rubbed faster and found the rhythm she needed. Her feet kicked wildly in all directions. She opened her mouth to scream her pleasure, but no sound came. Her hand rubbed faster, deeper.

And then stopped, still inside her but unmoving.

Her lips turned a whitish blue and her feet stopped moving except for an occasional little flutter.

And then even that stopped. Linsey dangled, limp, unmoving, her eyes staring off into the distance and a not-quite-secret smile on her face.

Erika leaned over and whispered, "I think she's over with."

"Yeah. And we should go home."

"Well, there's always the alternative."

"Which is?"

"I throw you onto the dirt, unzip you, and ride you until we're both satiated."

"Sounds like fun, but I'd prefer a nice soft bed."

"Right. Let's go. Now!" Erika took Rodney by the arm and led him -- slightly stiff-legged -- back to the car.

Appendix 1: List of Characters

| Name | Species | Role |

| Virginia Grant | meerkat | Hanged at 10:00AM |

| Jarrod Jamison | mongoose | Hanged at 10:30AM |

| Chloe Jamison | mongoose | Jarrod's wife |

| Friday Jamison | mongoose | Jarrod's & Chloe's daughter |

| Forrest Jamison | mongoose | Jarrod's & Chloe's son |

| Erika Starr | dog - Scottie | Gives Jarrod a blowjob |

| Rodney Starr | dog - Husky | Erika's husband |

| Rudolph Sandford | caracal | Hangman |

| Linsey Evanson | pussycat | Hanged after Jarrod |

| Rupert Evanson | meerkat | Linsey's Husband |

Appendix 2: The Contract

Contract of Substitution

1. Parties

This substitution contract is made between Jarrod Jamison as substitute_and Erika Starr, as _protectee.

2. Date

This contract is dated November 19, 2079.

3. Terms of Substitution

In the event that protectee_is summoned to give up his/her life on the community gallows as part of the Department of Population Control's (PopCon's) population regimen, _substitute will be hanged in place of protectee, at the time and place specified in the PopCon summons.

4. Compensation

In return for replacing _protectee_on the gallows, _substitute_will be paid the sum of Fl 6,000.00 on the date of this contract and on each anniversary of that date.

5. Effect

This contract takes effect when signed by both substitute_and _protectee.

6. Revocation

Protectee may revoke this contract by filing the notice of cancellation (sample attached) with any PopCon office at least 24 hours before the scheduled hanging. In the event of Protectee's death by natural causes or misadventure, the Beneficiary may revoke the contract as above. The repayment of past compensation, in whole or in part, is a matter for negotiation among the parties.