The door opened. Anne tried rubbing her clit and it was helping but she was not quite able to cum yet and she wanted to go with a bang. Her pussy was already wet as she dwelt on what might happen to her. Once he started cumming she had to survive for about a minute before the drug killed him. She did not even notice the woman who followed him in until they stood before her. A thick strap over her hips held her firmly in place; the hard edges of the leather dug into the crease of her thighs. She had watched the process several times now which only made her arousal grow. Anne was lying face up on a hard wooden board; a noose around her neck. Her arms were free though. She was reminded sharply that labia are sometimes called meat flaps as he bit down on them and pulled like he wanted to literally eat her. Watching Anne play with her brutalized cunt then deliberately hanging herself triggered his orgasm. The mix of pain and pleasure as well as the fear that he was about to tear her lips off pushed her into her first orgasm and she cried out in pain and ecstasy.
