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A Gift Bound in Ropes

A cool breeze teased the black down feathers of Belle as she peered over the manicured grounds of the backyard. A simple garden with one very surprising addition; the polished wood of a simple gallows stood in the evening sun. A breeze cooled the warm summer evening as she started to set out a series of dresses before her white feathered sister.

"I was thinking of wearing this for my coffin, I know how much you like a nice dress with lots of lace. Pretty and white, austere but revealing for a princess in repose," the black swan suggested to her sister, preparing an intimate gift for the swan in white.

Ariel smiled her pumpkin beak and ran a wing along the soft fabric of the suggested dress, "It is pretty and cutely revealing for your rest over the night. But of course, what will you wear to your dance?"

"Oh we have quite a few choices. I know you want to see my scaled legs in some nice stockings of course," Belle said while she set out a pair of white stockings for her sister to look over.

Ariel gave her sister a little nuzzling brush with a graceful beak, "perhaps something a little more sheer to show off that plush and curvy body of yours while you thrash and fidget in the breeze."

An orange beak tucked down as Belle blushed more at that thought. Pulling out a simple sundress of translucent silks. "I'll be sure to show off my panties too as I wiggle them for you," she added with a smile.

"Oh yes, of course, perhaps just some simple white cotton panties to show off under that cute dress." Ariel beamed as she pulled over a plain pair of panties for her sister's gallows dance.

"Looks like quite a lovely outfit to dangle in, but of course, we mustn't forget the best details," Belle replied while she pulled over a pair of leather sleeve for her large wings. There was soft padding lining the inside with a series of black straps to lace and tie snug and tight. "Keep these impressive wings nice and bound as I'm wriggling in my noose."

The white swan admired her sister's elegant choice, as she eyed a few ropes of varying styles. Ariel picked out a very smooth and slender white silk rope, braided to be extra smooth as she toyed the sleek fabric against her sister's thick neck. "I think this will ensure that pudgy butt of yours will choke you out well," Ariel whispered to her sister's blushing.

The chubby swan blushed more and fidgeted a webbed foot along the grass, flicking her thick tail in delight at the thought. "I'm sure I'll make a lovely dance for your pleasures, darling sister," replied Belle.

The two looked over some of the oils to help ensure the knot will pull tight around Belle's long neck. The two settled on a simple floral scented oil to lubricate the noose's thick knot. "A cute scent of roses to accentuate your beauty my darling," Ariel added with a smile.

Belle blushed more and fidgeted a talon on the grass as she sniffed the sweet scent of the oil. A blush in her cheeks and nares as she thinks of the gentle scent draped around her throat on the silk rope. Loving and firmly holding her for that long strangling dance as Ariel giggled at what a response this got in her sister.

"I bet you're already thinking of that long neck of yours being made a little longer, huh?" Ariel teased as she looked over the simple outfit being laid out for Belle's dance. "looks quite pretty, cute and naughty at once." The white swan picking up the simple white cotton panties and opened them "Shall we help get you set up now?"

The dark swan smiled and carefully pushed a long leg through the panties, then the other. Enjoying the feel of her sister's gentle touches guiding the simple fabric up those big thighs of hers. Knowing each step was closer to her date with a noose as her gift to Ariel.

The lithe fabric was tugged over that thick tailfan, those long feathers flicking about as the hem was pulled atop. Belle's fluffy tail allowed to poke free through the fabric's slit. She gave that tail a wriggle to help the fabric more snugly pull to her pudgy cloaca and show off a little from the tight fabric. "Quite a lovely fit, thank you Ariel," Belle murmured as she looked over the contrasting fabric with a smile.

The stockings were next, forcing Belle to curl her talons to not catch their claws on the fabric while they were slipped up her webbed feet. The fabric was sleek on the smooth scales and soft feathers, pulled up until they cupped her thick thighs. A nice contrast of white fabric and black feathers of thighs, before the intimate fabric of white panties snugly fit to her lap. Hiding just enough to tease the outline of the curves beneath the white fabric.

Belle gave her covered hips a little swaying wriggle to see how the fabric moved with her motions. A flitting tease of tail as her wings gently folded behind her. Awaiting Ariel to fit the more entertaining part of her outfit, the nice bondage sleeve to tie those wings behind her.

The leather cuff slid up her wing arms, reaching nearly to her shoulder. The many laces were being tightened, each tug pulling the padded insides more taut. Her wings were nestled together as Belle shivered softly and thought about how she would soon be hanging by her long neck. Taking deep breaths and trying to not moan as her sister giggled at what a reaction the cuff earned her, "Someone's really enjoying their wing bindings, I should get you in these more often."

"Nnn, only if it means earning a halo that is almost as pretty as you, my darling sister," belle teased back as she tried to not squirm too much. The lacing were being pulled tight into little bows, pretty decorations to be shown off in the breeze. Each one was holding her more and more secure as Ariel started to loop them around her wing's upper edges. Waiting patiently for the leather embrace to be fully tied before she would test its grip.

With the final laces tied firmly, Belle gave her tied wings a wriggle. She could feel the cuff wiggle side to side with the bottom edge patting at her tail. Belle gave a giggle, "mmm, goodness, so helpless now." Belle dug her talons into the grass to savor the cool ground beneath her feet while she still could as her sister opened a large loop of rope in front of her.

The sight of her gallows framed by her noose made the dark swan croon with a blush. Belle gently nuzzled at the rope, feeling the subtle slickness of sweet scented oil and the sleekness of the thin rope against her cheek. A slow, gentle, worshipful kiss to the heavy loops of the knot before her head gently leaned in through the loop of rope. Baring her thick long neck for the rope to be gently tugged taut by Ariel. A quiet moan as she breathes in deep as Ariel shifted and adjusted the loop of rope around her neck for the best fit.

"There we go, such a good little sister, so obedient!" Ariel cheered as she kissed her sister's blushing beak. "You're going to look so pretty waddling those talons at the breeze," she added.

Belle squirmed her hips at the thought, a giggle as she watched Ariel pull on her noose like a leash. Following her sister's pretty tail and hips as the two walked towards the simple wooden gallows that was awaiting a rope and a pretty girl to fill it. There was just a few steps up to the simple platform. A little plank poked out a couple feet on the end and was hinged to drop away under the imposing gibbet bar. A subtle groove had been worn into the wooden pole and locking peg that many a dancer's rope had pulled tight against. Another white rope was tossed over the support to be drawn back to the tie off hook, sinking into the small groove to add to it once more.

Belle peeked back, watching her sister at work getting her noose in place. Admiring the way Ariel pulled her rope tightly, firm and proud without hesitation. Making Belle's big legs stand straighter and her neck stretch upwards to her full glorious height. Gentle pinches caused a subtle throbbing pounding in Belle's head, a tease of what was to come when all her weight settled into the loop under her chin. A few feathers had become ruffled up against the slippery rope as it tenderly pinched her throat. The white swan guiding the rope into a firm, secure knot on the tall pole that formed the basis of the small gallows. Belle's rope was ready to hold her body as she danced her life away in the evening breeze.

"You're looking so very pretty in the sunset my darling sister." Ariel admired with a grin. "But I know one way a darling sister will look even prettier," Ariel winked to her sister as the black swan struggled to peek back, head held firm by her noose.

Belle knew what was coming, the anticipation making her squirm at the tingling in her loins as she took her final deep breath. The firm grip of the noose kept her from peeking back further, but she could hear the soft click of talons on the wood. A quiet clatter behind her as her white feathered sister took the release lever in her wings. "Happy birthday Ariel," Belle managed to gasp out as her last words.

*CLATTER*

The little platform slapped the gallows as it gave way, and Belle found her orange talons supported by nothing but air. They flexed wide and kicked around, unable to reach the supporting wood that was mere inches from them now. A creak of the rope as it pulled taut and tugged on the gibbet bar above her. The slender noose was pulled lethally taut by the swan's own weight. Belle's thick neck showed a neat little divot where the rope tugged in, and the dark swan twisted and flexed by her long throat. Already she sticking out of her tongue as the rope pushed it up some. Beak and eyes wide as she drooled in response to the choking sensation, saliva gleaming in the sun.

The panties clad girl managed to relax herself after after her surprised kicks to begin a slow lazy waddling paddle of her big feet. Perhaps as if Belle was casually swimming about a pond. Using the graceful motion to wiggle her broad hips and rump, showing off her tail and butt for Ariel's enjoyment. The noose was so tight, holding all her weight from her delicate throat. Her pulse pounded, straining to get past the rope's lethal pinch. Belle felt like her head was bulging as her cheeks puffed and eyes watered from the incredible pinch of rope.

The feeling was just as blissful as it was uncomfortable. She was a doomed lady who was destined to wriggle herself to fitful sleep as her sister watched along with the sunset. She could see Ariel fondling herself at the sight of her panty-clad butt, enjoying the sight of those bound wings wiggling her leather sleeve side to side in frantic little motions. Even as Belle strained to keep herself composed, each beat of her heart burned up more of her oxygen in her blood. Blue tinges amidst her nares and cheeks, her tongue was so thick and heavy in her beak as it poked out. A faint gurgle escaped now and then while drool dribbled onto her black chest heaving for air.

The burning ache in her lungs was only matched by Belle's desperate needs in her loins. Hips jerked and thrust for sensation as those smooth panties showed off the wetness of her pouted cloaca. Thighs were rubbed together as those stocking clad legs lifted instinctively. A growing tenseness of her body as sparkles and darkness danced in Belle's fading sight. Her mind spinning as she realized her consciousness was nearing it's end. The anticipation making her body jerk more in lust as her curvy form swung elegantly balanced from the tight rope looped around her thick neck.

There was a final spark of bliss as darkness descended, Belle kicking her legs out frantically to cling to her final consciousness. Her wings wriggle wildly as her eyes widen further. Even her tongue wriggling further from her beak as her body shook in the cramping strain to hold onto her life. A drizzle of sweet musky cum oozed into her panties while she shook and drooled in dying orgasm just for Ariel's delight.

Then her long pumpkin colored beak bobbed forward as Belle's head sagged. Eyes relaxed and half closing as their tense expression gave way to bliss. Her big legs droop once more and begin to kick blindly. Firm, reflexive jerks of her muscles now and then as she swung slowly back and forth with the momentum of her final frantic moments. Ariel quite admired her sister's cute helplessness now. Rubbing herself in time to the rough, awkward kicks and twitches that rippled through Belle's bound and exposed body.

Those shuddering motions grew weaker, muscles clenching, cramping up from lack of air. Big orange talons curled tightly as Belle's tummy twitched and trembled. Ariel can just see that Belle's pupils no longer matched in her half open eyes. Poor darling sister's brain dying in the noose's grip around her neck. Not long until her messy end when she succumbed fully.

Those feet quiver a moment, then relax into their lazy curled state. Belle's brain was no longer alive enough to even hold the stiff reflexive posture from her damaged mind. Ariel sighed blissfully as she sees her sister's body sag peacefully. A wet spot quickly flooded those panties. Dark and wet and bitter as the swan's muscles relaxed in death. Belle spilled her bladder with a gentle, lazy drizzle that trickled down into stockings. Marking them with yellow musk without even a twitch of response. Just nice and still in death.

Even with her tail relaxed and drooping, those panties began to subtly bulge too. Her earthy muss was emptying into the fabric, Ariel playfully chiding her sister for the mess, "Oh my, I know you'll be the one cleaning that pair of panties."

Ariel left her sister to twist gently from the breeze, so relaxed and still in her peaceful death. Sure that the naughty gal was enjoying the sight of her messy panties in heaven. Ariel had to get her sister's coffin setup first of course, pulling it closer to the gallows. Opening the wooden box to lay out Belle's funeral clothing for playing dress up with her new life size doll.

Of course, first a drooling and soiled swan would need to be cleaned up. Ariel dragged over a hose for a not so graceful moment with her sister's limp body. Helping pull those panties down carefully, to not get any muss on her fingertips. "Definitely leaving these for you to clean up, naughty sister."

Those soiled stockings were next, to be tossed aside with the messy panties so Belle could deal with them later. Belle's bare body was relaxed and peaceful. Ariel loosening the many knots of the lace bindings so the dark swan would be fully exposed to the last bit of the sun.

Then the not so elegant cleanup, hosing off and carefully grooming Belle's soiled butt and lap. Cleaning any mess off those talons and legs as she left the girl hanging for now. Easier to clean and groom those feathers with her still suspended by her throat.

Drying Belle's still legs made Ariel smile a little at the slightly absurd sight of what she was doing. Lifting one of the girl's limp feet to clean and groom with a towel. Enjoying looking over those dark feathers no longer rising on Belle's chest. Her long purple tongue all swollen and still. Carefully closing the girl's eyes to show she was asleep with death now.

The hardest part was getting her off the gallows. Struggling with untying the knots to lower the limp swan to the platform. All while trying to not have her drop with a thud and fall off the platform fully. Ariel grumbled to herself, "this would be easier with a larger platform, perhaps we'll have to make it a little wider for the next dance."

Ariel lifted and dragged her dead sister down the several steps towards the awaiting coffin, muttering, "those big hips sure are pretty, but you're as heavy as a limp corpse, Belle.

Draping her sister over the wooden, padded coffin she started by untying the noose that still held that limp neck. Exposing the heavy, deep bruise and broken feathers where the noose squeezed the life out of her sister. Ariel ran a finger along it with a smile, feeling the heat of the deep bruise with it's deep blue and purple markings formed a pretty ring.

Then it was time to put that simple, sheer dress on. A giggle at how much this reminded Ariel of being a little cygnet playing with her dolls. Although she would have (had to) kill to get a doll this big back. Giggling as she thinks that the weight would have just crushed her little cygnet body anyways.

"Maybe next time I should get some friends to help for this part," Ariel mused as she wrestled with the limp corpse of her sister. Soon enough she got the black swan into her padded coffin and began to smooth and brush out her feathers and un-ruffle those that got jostled in the move. Ensuring those two limp wings were gently crossed along with her head subtly curled to show off the deep crease of her bruised throat. Checking to make sure Belle's talons were curled and relaxed with legs peacefully laid out. The sheer dress hiding none of her nude body beneath it's silky fabric in her peaceful repose of death.

Ariel set out a few candles to better light the pretty gal as the sun set, Ariel was certain to get plenty of pictures to share before her birthday ended. A very lovely evening and gift from a loving sister she would be delighted to share with her soon enough.