Jamie is taken Part 1

you are what I'm looking for." He lifted up Jamie's chin, looked him in

the eyes and said, in tones much harder than before: "This weekend will

be used to assess your willingness and quality of service. I require

absolute perfection and absolute sacrifice from my slaves. If you are

unwilling to do so I will discard you out of hand."

Jamie became desperate with fear as he heard the word "discard". It

could only mean one terrible and brutal thing in the current context and

Master proved that that was indeed the case. Yanking him to his feet he

dragged Jamie toward the center of the dungeon as he said: "If you do

not live up to my expectations I will discard you instantly, like this."

From the ceiling hung a thin rope with a noose at the end. Master pulled

the noose over Jamie's head and tightened the noose, but as he realized

what was happening, Jamie's time had already run out. The man pulled at

the other end of the rope and soon only the tips of his stilettos were

touching the cement floor as the noose pulled on his neck, reducing his

voice to rasping pleas. He could barely balance on his toes and his

pleas for mercy came out as nothing but gurgles. After watching Jamie

dancing around at the end of the rope for a few minutes, Master suddenly

pulled the rope again and Jamie now dangled from the rope in earnest,

his feet fighting to reach the floor only a couple of inches away, but

finding nothing. His breath now cut off completely, Jamie's struggles

became desperate and he twitched and spun at the end of his rope as his

vision gradually faded and the sounds of the world became faint.

Unbeknownst to himself his cock was rock hard and when Master touched it

he exploded in a fabulous orgasms, briefly increasing the intensity of

his struggling before his lost consciousness. His last thought was a

faint recognition that he was dying, almost completely drowned out by

the pleasure of the massive orgasm paralyzing his mind.