THE UNINVITED - The Nanci Report- Chapter 14
The Uninvited
The Nanci Report - a fine line between reality and fantasy
Chapter 14
They string her up by her neck to one of the rafters on the front porch in such a way that she would have to stand and keep awake or risk strangling herself.
To make sure she wouldn't disturb anybody by yelling for help or some such nonsense, she was gagged as well as having her hands and feet tightly tied with some heavy scratchy rope.
To make her even more uncomfortable Jen brought a large metal pale and doused her with cold water before they left her for the night. It was a fairly warm night, but by dawn she'd probably be feeling
like she was encased in a block of ice.
Nanci experienced near-drowning, freezing, exposure to the cruel dusk breeze, asphyxiation from hanging, suffocation and oxygen deprivation and dehydration.
Her thoughts were far away from her suffering; pain had become a numbing experience and there were so many unpleasant sensation that neither was felt clearly
Alone, hanging from the rafter, freezing, she thought of the warmth of her home, of her bed, of her girlfriend warm body, and never had she yearned for something so strongly in her life. -"My love, will I ever see you again?, will you forgive me?... are you wondering where I am?" -
She pushed that thought away, as she had so strongly fought for her independence, many times it had created friction in their relationship, but Nanci had insisted that her life was hers to live... what will be so unusual for her no coming home on a Friday night? No, she would not be worrying about her. As a matter of fact, she may be very well cursing her stubbornness. If she only knew that Nanci was paying for every folly ever committed in her life.
The combination of the water evaporating from her pebbled skin and the night chill that had set in a few hours after they had left her out in the elements were taking their toll on the well built girl. The rope around Nanci's neck was a constant reminder that there was no way she could lose concentration. She had been shifting her weight from one foot to the other in a vain attempt to keep warm. Unfortunately the rope hobbling her ankles prevented her from making the kind of movements that would generate some body heat. Oh, what she wouldn't give for something to make her sweat a little right about now.
It was then that she experienced the first set of cramps. It felt as if someone was squeezing the backs of her legs. The pain grew slowly as Nanci tried to move into a position that would allow her to relieve the tension that was continuing to build in her calves.
* It will continue…
The Nanci Report is the regular update of ongoing sexual abuse and blackmail details provided by Nanci herself and rendered in a fictionalized style by “elausente”. Some events are true and accurate to every detail with few facts changed for artistic reasons and to protect the guilty. You will not know where reality begins and fantasy ends, but her plight is ongoing and she may be willing to discuss details via email with any interested party.
(Emails with extreme erotic content of any kind whatsoever are given first priority for reply.)
***Contact Nanci at: NanciNasty@ymail.com
And the author at: elausente@rogers.com ***
The Nanci Report - a fine line between reality and fantasy
Chapter 14
They string her up by her neck to one of the rafters on the front porch in such a way that she would have to stand and keep awake or risk strangling herself.
To make sure she wouldn't disturb anybody by yelling for help or some such nonsense, she was gagged as well as having her hands and feet tightly tied with some heavy scratchy rope.
To make her even more uncomfortable Jen brought a large metal pale and doused her with cold water before they left her for the night. It was a fairly warm night, but by dawn she'd probably be feeling
like she was encased in a block of ice.
Nanci experienced near-drowning, freezing, exposure to the cruel dusk breeze, asphyxiation from hanging, suffocation and oxygen deprivation and dehydration.
Her thoughts were far away from her suffering; pain had become a numbing experience and there were so many unpleasant sensation that neither was felt clearly
Alone, hanging from the rafter, freezing, she thought of the warmth of her home, of her bed, of her girlfriend warm body, and never had she yearned for something so strongly in her life. -"My love, will I ever see you again?, will you forgive me?... are you wondering where I am?" -
She pushed that thought away, as she had so strongly fought for her independence, many times it had created friction in their relationship, but Nanci had insisted that her life was hers to live... what will be so unusual for her no coming home on a Friday night? No, she would not be worrying about her. As a matter of fact, she may be very well cursing her stubbornness. If she only knew that Nanci was paying for every folly ever committed in her life.
The combination of the water evaporating from her pebbled skin and the night chill that had set in a few hours after they had left her out in the elements were taking their toll on the well built girl. The rope around Nanci's neck was a constant reminder that there was no way she could lose concentration. She had been shifting her weight from one foot to the other in a vain attempt to keep warm. Unfortunately the rope hobbling her ankles prevented her from making the kind of movements that would generate some body heat. Oh, what she wouldn't give for something to make her sweat a little right about now.
It was then that she experienced the first set of cramps. It felt as if someone was squeezing the backs of her legs. The pain grew slowly as Nanci tried to move into a position that would allow her to relieve the tension that was continuing to build in her calves.
* It will continue…
The Nanci Report is the regular update of ongoing sexual abuse and blackmail details provided by Nanci herself and rendered in a fictionalized style by “elausente”. Some events are true and accurate to every detail with few facts changed for artistic reasons and to protect the guilty. You will not know where reality begins and fantasy ends, but her plight is ongoing and she may be willing to discuss details via email with any interested party.
(Emails with extreme erotic content of any kind whatsoever are given first priority for reply.)
***Contact Nanci at: NanciNasty@ymail.com
And the author at: elausente@rogers.com ***
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