Darlene’s Training as an executioner
by John Striker strikerjohn@gmail.com
Everyone must learn from someone on how to put men to death.


This is my story about a group of powerful women that love to keep their male
slaves inline by torture and slow and painful executions. Rose is the lead
executioner and performs most of the high profile executions. Darlene is her
assistant and wants the pleasure of putting men to death and causing them to
suffer under her foot like Rose does. I have known Rose since I was a teenager
and Darlene for almost as long. This was back before the execution society was
in full operation. There were a group of women that liked to assert their
dominance on men and make them submit to them. I was only sixteen when I was
invited by Rose a women of 32 years to a party with here and some of her
friends. There was a girl about fifteen that was totally hot. I think that she
was Rose's niece. I totally wanted to make love to the girl and Rose knew this
and approached me in the kitchen and told me that she could arrange some alone
time with her niece in exchange for a favor. I agreed without asking what the
favor was. That was my mistake.

Rose wanted to show all her lady friends a new method of having fun at the
expense of me. Rose instructed me to lay my neck down across her slide. I was
in so much shock I started to comply. Rose then placed her foot on the back of
my neck and started to apply pressure. I started to squirm and fight against
her as some of the other women in the room started to stand on top of me. Rose
was instructing to the group that she had my life totally in her hands. I
passed out from the pressure of her foot and when I came to her niece and I
were in bed together. That was the best sex I ever had and I owed all to Rose.

My next assignment brought up these old memories since I was going to help
Rose show Darlene how to execute using the high heel slide. Darlene is about
10 years younger than Rose and quite a bit taller. She was bout 5'11 in bare
feet. Her favorite shoes were a pair of plastic red Candie slides of about 5".
The shoes made Darlene a towering figure and one that no one would give any
trouble to. I was concerned about laying my neck across Darlene's Candies
because the shoes looked sharp on the sides and would not want that to dig
into my neck. I did not voice my concerns, because since I have known Rose for
so long I knew her response would be. I would be placed over her slide and put
to death for questioning Rose.

I was lead into Rose's office. Darlene was already ready for me as she had one
of her Candie slides off and was pointing to it for me to lay down and place
my neck across it. I immediately laid down and lowered my neck across her
plastic slide. I could feel the edges biting into my neck. This was nothing
compared to when Darlene placed her foot on the back of my neck. Rose told
Darlene to go slow and she would stop her before I choked to death. This did
not mean that I would not have trouble breathing as Darlene's foot started to
force my neck down across her slide. It was unbearable as I was fighting to
breath. I tried not to struggle, but my normal reflexes would not allow this.
Darlene did not have the helper holding my head down as most of the executions
had, but it did not make any difference. Darlene's foot by itself made it
impossible for me to try and raise my head. I could not hear Rose talking to
Darlene in the background. All I could think about was the intense agony that
I felt as Darlene kept intensifying the pressure on the back of my neck. All I
could feel is the slide below me and the foot on top. I was fighting for every
breath. Darlene kept across her slide for about 15 minutes, but it felt like
15 hours instead. I guess I got a little insight into those that face the
death slide for real. I know that I will do anything to not end up over
Rose's, Darlene's or anyone's slide.

My next story will talk about an interesting execution by a woman named
Allison. Allison has what she calls a stable of slaves. They do some
interesting work for Allison. She uses her high heel slides to keep the slaves
inline.