Mr. Wong's "Happy Hours“, Part 2: The Dance Hall

The year after the hanging involving a drug dealer, a murderer and a prostitute; in 2040, the eight accused young women and girls enter the dock and sit down, throwing nervous glances at the five judges looking down at them. In Singapore’s main criminal court five judges always sit in capital cases. The eight prisoners consist of four Qantas stewardesses, all twenty-four years of age or under and four Chinese students, who unfortunately for them are eighteen. All eight prisoners are to say the least very attractive. The four stewardesses are wearing their light purple Qantas uniforms which consist of smart jackets and quite tight knee length skirts. They also wear clean crisp white blouses, flesh colored panty-hose and slip on grey shoes. The four Chinese girls are wearing their exclusive sixth form college’s uniforms of navy-blue blazers with white edging, white shirts, blue and grey ties, grey and white pleated mini kilts, knee length white socks and black shoes. They all look pretty as a picture, respectable, innocent and harmless. On the advice of their lawyers they had worn these clothes all the way through the trial to try and give the best impression to the judges

The case had shocked and then fascinated all of South East Asia, Australia and New Zealand and had also been given extensive coverage in the UK, due to the nationality of some of prisoners. Three months earlier in a combined police operation, the Singapore and Philippines authorities had acted at the same time and arrested all those they suspected of being involved in a heroin smuggling ring orchestrated and run by a number of Qantas airline staff. The stewardesses had been smuggling the heroin into the three countries in their almost never searched hand luggage and then supplying it to students from wealthy local families who in turn sold it on within their social circles. The Singapore police had come under considerable pressure from the government, press and public following the deaths of two girls from families who were amongst the highest profile in the country. In Manilla two more accused drug smugglers, who were Qantas executives and considered to be the ring leaders, were in prison awaiting trial. It had been decided to try the eight those arrested in Singapore first simply because there were more of them

“The accused will stand”, says the chief judge. The girls rise apprehensively to their feet. The court is silent, the tension unbearable. The judge continues, “We have arrived at our verdicts, on which I may add we all agree. I will now read the verdicts to the court. These eight young women are accused of trafficking in Class A Drugs i.e. heroin and the amount of the narcotics involved, 28.5 kilograms, makes this a capital crime”.

“Sue Linn, Victoria Chin, Sally Po and Mary Tang we find you guilty on all charges”. The Chinese girls moan in despair, start to cry and shake. The judge ignores this and continues looking directly at the four white prisoners “Tegan Jakova, Josephine Sims, Rachel Reid and Karen Gillman we also find you guilty on all charges”. The four stewardesses stand looking stunned, the youngest Reid starts to sob and has to be supported by her guard as she sways and almost faints.

Relentlessly the judge goes on “We have already decided on the sentences in this case which reflect how seriously the Singapore government and people view these offences. “Sue Linn, Victoria Chin, Sally Po and Mary Tang you will be removed from this court and taken to Beijing Prison where one week from today, unless the appeal court or the President intervenes, you will each be executed by being hanged by your necks until you are dead. As a recognition of the fact that you weren’t the prime movers in this case you will be executed by long drop hanging. The students start to wail, plead and sob. The judge signs to the guards “Take them down”. The four have to be almost carried from the dock and disappear out a door at the back of the courtroom

“Tegan Jakova, Josephine Sims, Rachel Reid and Karen Gillman you too will be removed from this court and taken to Beijing Prison where one week from today, again unless the Appeal Court or the President intervenes, you will each be executed by being hanged by your necks until you are dead. There is no doubt that you were involved in the organization of the drug smuggling and supply of the heroin to our young people so you will suffer the extreme penalty of short drop hanging. Once the sentences have been handed down the four Stewardesses all start to sob. Reid wails “No! Please have mercy! Please have mercy! The judge looks at them impassively and says “Take them down”. They too disappear through the door at the rear of the court. The closing door cutting out the desperate pleading and the cries of despair

Holly Wilson, an Australian TV journalist, looks on in fascinated horror from the spectators’ seats. Holly is to say the least “Televisual”. She is twenty-eight with long centrally parted blonde hair, large brown eyes, “A Peaches and cream” complexion, lovely large upstanding breasts, a thin waist, curvaceous hips and long legs. She is wearing an expensive white silk blouse, and loose flared short red skirt. Due to the heat she is barelegged.

She crosses her tanned, toned legs and looks at Commander Amanda Brown, the police officer sent by the Australian Government to monitor the proceedings and says, “I don’t know about you Commander but I need a drink. Don’t worry anything you might say is strictly off the record”. The police woman is in her mid-thirties. She has short brown hair and regular features. Though slightly mannish she is undoubtedly very attractive. She is in her formal “Dress whites”, which consist of a white peaked cap and jacket, shirt with green and yellow tie, white A-line knee length skirt and tan panty hose She nods and replies. “Let’s go, there is a nice little bar just across the street”.

The two women leave the court building, cross the road, go into the bar, order their drinks and take them to table in a quiet corner. Holly takes out a cigarette, lights it and inhales deeply. She looks at the Commander “I presume from your calm reaction this isn’t the first time you have been at one of these trials in Singapore involving our citizens?”.

Taking a sip from her beer Amanda sighs and replies, “Unfortunately Miss Wilson this is my fourth time here for one of these. This though is the highest profile due to the age, and it has to be said sex, of those involved”. Holly continues “Please call me Holly. Do you still feel the same at each sentencing?”. “What do you mean Holly?”. Amanda asks.

The blonde reporter is flustered and embarrassed. She looks into her beer avoiding Amanda’s eyes and replies “Of course I was horrified and appalled but also………”. “Turned on?”. The police woman smiles and finishes Holly’s sentence. The reporter looks up at Amanda blushing “How did you know?” she asks.

Amanda chuckles and replies, “My dear Holly, the reason why this is my fourth Singapore capital case is because I ask for these assignments now. The buzz you get at the sentencing is nothing compared to what you experience at the hangings. Assuming these eight are going to be executed are you going to be there?”. The reporter nods “Yes. My channel has reserved a seat for me at the prison”. In that case Holly take these” says Amanda taking out from her pocket what looks like two oval shaped marbles connected by piece of twine about an inch long “What are they?” asks the blonde girl. “Geisha balls”, replies Amanda “I was given two sets by a Japanese Police Officer by the name of Suki at an Interpol conference in Tokyo last year. We had a brief affair and she gave me these as a memento”. Holly looks at Amanda. “Yes, Holly I am gay, as according to the tabloid press are you. Are you?”.

Holly nods and asks “What exactly do you do with them?”. You put them in your pussy of course”, laughs Amanda. She continues “I recommend that you put them in before you go to Beijing for the hangings. Wear tight panties and panty hose to ensure that they stay in place and wear a skirt with pockets. Cut the bottom off the pockets and that way you can rub your crotch with no-one else being aware of what you are up to. That is what I do”. The blonde girl smiles, reaches across and takes the Geisha Balls. “Well Commander thank you very much. I can certainly confirm that this conversation is very much off the record”.

The Governor of Beijing jail, the 44-year old Mr. Joshua Wong chi-fung is on the way to the “Dance Hall”, this was the unofficial designation for the execution chamber. When he arrives, he takes a key out of his pocket and unlocks the heavy metal door. The “Dance Hall” is a large windowless room. At its left side there are several rows of chairs for the witnesses. Joshua moves towards the wooden platform, which takes the whole width of the “Dance Hall” At a height of about four meters there is a solid metal beam from which hang four noosed ropes. Today the eight female drug dealers are to be executed

All of the condemned girls had asked to be allowed to wear the clothes that they had been sentenced in at their executions. The Chinese students wanted to ensure that everyone who saw their hangings could see how young and innocent they appeared and the Qantas girls said that working for the airline was the best thing that they had ever done. Initially Joshua had been dubious but when he saw TV footage of the prisoners leaving the court after their convictions he had agreed with alacrity. The Qantas girls in their uniforms especially began to give Joshua some ideas as to how he could improve the deterrent impact of the hangings, which of course would be filmed as usual and shown live on TV.

Two days before Joshua had visited each girl in her cell and informed them that their appeals had been rejected and that the President would not be involving himself in the judicial process.

The prisoner’s reactions to the news that they were definitely going to have their lovely young slim necks stretched by ropes was largely the same. They screamed, cried and pleaded, of course to no avail. He also told the doomed girls that on the last night of their lives all condemned prisoners were permitted to have a conjugal visit from their partners. The conservative minded Governor had been taken aback when he learned that all he needed to do to enable this to happen was to allow Sue Linn into Victoria Chin’s cell, Sally Po into Mary Tang’s, Tegan Jakova to join Rachel Reid and Josephine Sims to be with Karen Gillman.

Joshua had shrugged his shoulders, inwardly decrying the decline in moral standards, and instructed his staff to enable this to take place. Despite himself he couldn’t help but sit and watch the frantic couplings of the doomed prisoners on the camera footage from each of the death cells. The young Chinese students are so desperate for each other that without taking off any of their clothes they are almost instantly on the beds, plaid miniskirts are roughly pushed above waists, white panties are forced to the side, faces thrust against crotches and tongues penetrate deep inside pussies

All of the Stewardesses are lovely. Tegan Jakova is Australian and has brown thick short curly hair and brown eyes. Her high cheek bones betray her Slavic ancestry and Rachel Reid, her lover, who is originally from England, is a little “Blonde English Rose” with short blonde hair and blue eyes. The black Josephine Sims is the strongest of the Qantas Girls. As a teenager in London she had represented her college at the UK College Athletics championships and got to the semi-finals of the 100 meters. Her black hair is cropped very short. The most beautiful of them all is Sims’s partner Gillman. She is a six-foot-tall Scottish girl with seemingly endless legs. Her ginger hair almost shaved to her scalp in the style of a US Marine “Jarhead”

Joshua sits transfixed watching the live video feeds from the four death cells gently rubbing his throbbing erection through the outside of his trousers. He isn’t alone. The four female guards tasked with watching each of the cells via the CCTV very quickly have their hands burrowing away beneath their khaki uniform skirts, their fingers deep inside their panties frantically fingering their pussies. Jakova and Reid are on the bed kissing, tight skirts above their waists, hands inside each other’s panties. Gillman stands against the cell wall, thighs resting on Sims shoulders as the black girl’s tongue thrusts deep inside her. The four Qantas girls come as if there is no future – which in is in fact the case as far as they are concerned. Joshua shoots his load into his jockey shorts and the female prison guards’ orgasm and convulse in their seats, intensely flooding their panties with their juices

Half an hour before the executions the spectators file into the “Dance Hall”. Holly Wilson looks ravishing in her black blouse, tight black leather mini skirt and tan panty hose. The Geisha balls sit firmly in her pussy, held there by her pink panties and hose. Commander Amanda Brown follows Holly and sits down next to her. Again, she is in her “Dress whites”. The Commander leans across to the journalist and whispers “Did you do as I suggested with the Geisha balls Holly?” Holly nods “good”, says Amanda “Mine are in place as well”.

On death row they come for the Chinese students first. The Stewardesses have to sit in their cells and listen to them being dragged screaming, sobbing and pleading for mercy down the corridor until the door to the “Dance Hall” slams shut behind them. A deathly silence reigns on death row

The condemned prisoners, their hands behind them are each dragged, half carried, sobbing and pleading, two guards to each girl one on either side, into the “Dance Hall” and then up the thirteen steps to the gallows platform where Joshua, the two hooded executioners and the court officials are waiting. As they had requested the four Chinese students are wearing the college uniforms they had been sentenced in blue blazers, white shirts, grey and white pleated mini kilts, white socks and black shoes. They no longer have ties round their necks. They are made to stand trembling behind the four nooses which dangle at head height in front of their terrified tear stained faces. The senior court official takes out the death warrant and begins to read

“Sue Linn, Victoria Chin, Sally Po and Mary Tang you have each been sentenced to be hanged by the neck until you are dead for drug smuggling. You will be executed by long drop hanging. Do any of you have anything to say before these sentences are carried out”. The doomed girls can only wail in terror. The official nods to the executioners and they immediately place white hoods over the prisoners’ heads, muffling their desperate pleas for mercy.

Holly looks on mesmerized. She squeezes her thighs together pressing against her hand which, via her skirt pocket, as advised by Amanda, she has cut away the bottom from, is slowly rubbing her pussy through her panty hose and panties. She can still just hear the sobbing and pleading coming from the hooded students. She looks at Amanda who sits with one hand in her no doubt bottomless pocket and the police woman’s thighs squirming slightly as she too grinds her thighs against her hidden hand massaging her crotch. Both women grip the arms of their chairs with their free hands as the combined effect of the Geisha balls and the spectacle unfolding before them increases the flow of their juices into the crotches of their panties and starts to seep through and moisten their panty hose. Holly bites her lip to try and stop herself emitting any give away moans

Calmly and methodically the executioners, using leather belts, strap the prisoners’ legs tightly together. The first belt goes round the ankles, the second just above the almost knee length white socks and the third pulls shaking thighs hard together just below the hems of the grey and white pleated mini kilts. They then place the nooses over the girls’ hooded heads and pull the ropes tight ensuring that the knots are just under the prisoners’ left ears. The front of the hoods moves in and out very quickly as the doomed students start to gasp and breathe very quickly, their terror rising even further. One of the executioners moves to the lever at the side of the gallows and looks at Joshua. The second executioner steps back from the collapsible section of the platform. The prisoners stand swaying slightly. Joshua nods. The lever is pulled and the front of the gallows falls away and hits the wooden stanchions below the platform with a resounding crash. As the prisoners drop their mini kilts fly up above their waists exposing their tight white panties. Their screams are abruptly cut off by the ropes tight round their necks which sever the spinal cords with a crunching sound. Their hooded heads all loll to the right and their feet and legs twitch and quiver reflexively

Holly’s knuckles are white so tight is her grip on the arms of the chair as she comes. Her eyes are closed and her body shudders as the waves of pleasure course through her. As her orgasm begins to subside, she looks quickly about to see if anyone has noticed. She has no need to worry. All eyes are transfixed on the four slender bodies gently swaying on the gallows, apart that is from Amanda’s. The police woman is looking at Holly and smiling. She says to the reporter “The bodies are required to hang for an hour, before they can be taken down and the prisoners’ deaths officially certified. We will now be taken to the prison canteen for a coffee and you can smoke in there”. They file out of the “Dance Hall” along with the other spectators and head towards the prison canteen

On death row Tegan Jakova, Josephine Sims, Rachel Reid and Karen Gillman wait each watched by two guards who sit inside the cells with them. It had been a blessed relief to the prisoners when the door to the “Dance Hall” had closed behind the Chinese prisoners cutting off the sounds of their screams and pleadings. Then 10 minutes later the condemned and guards all jump when they hear the crash of the dropped gallows platform. They all know what this means

Jakova gently rubs her lovely white neck and asks “How long?”. One of the guards replies “About two hours. By law the bodies have to be left hanging for an hour. They are then taken down, death is confirmed and certified, the gallows prepared for the next executions and the spectators re-admitted to the “Dance Hall”. Jakova closes her eyes, takes a deep breath and tries to compose herself.

Sims quizzes her guards “How long will I take to die?”. The older guard looks at the six-foot-tall black girls magnificent athletic body displayed beautifully by her tight Qantas uniform and says “I’m afraid Sims because of your excellent physical condition I reckon it will take at least 15 minutes for you to strangle to death. The increasingly terrified prisoner holds her head in her hands and starts to cry.

Reid is almost hysterical in her terror. The lovely slim blonde English girl lies on her bed sobbing repeating endlessly “No! No! Please no! Her guards sit and look on impassively.

Gillman appears to be in a trance as she lies on the bed her lovely almond eyes staring unblinkingly at the ceiling. Both of her guards also happen to be gay. One of them thinks to herself. “What a waste”. All of a sudden Gillman begins to pull her tight skirt up her thighs her intentions obvious. The senior guard goes to the prisoner and grabs her arm. “Wait Gillman, remember we are on CCTV, and I can’t allow you to do this without Joshua’s permission”. Gillman looks up at the guard and nods. The guard takes out her mobile and phones Joshua. She explains the situation finishing her plea by saying “Sir, Gillman is the most beautiful girl I have ever laid my eyes on. You have seen the footage of Sims and her making love and it was breathtaking. Let her do this, she will be dead in a couple of hours after all. Also, with your permission we would like to participate in the process”. Joshua is silent but he can feel his erection growing, Gillman is undoubtedly gorgeous. “Very well then. But you must ensure that CCTV film is removed immediately from the camera as soon as Gillman has left for the “Dance Hall” and clearly marked for my attention only”. The guard smiles in delight. “Thank you, sir. I know you won’t regret it”.

She goes over to the bunk and looks down at Gillman “You can carry on”. Gillman smiles weakly and continues to slide her skirt up her lovely long panty hose encased legs. Her pink panties slowly become visible and the prisoner gently begins to massage the outside of the crotch of her panty hose.

The guards watch on. The junior one, who is sitting down, slips her hand up her skirt and begins to slowly rub her pussy through her panties. The senior guard stands looking down at Gillman. She rubs her crotch through the outside of the front of her skirt. Gillman slides her hand inside of the front of her panties and starts to moan gently as her fingers enter her pussy. The prisoner lifts her legs up, her thighs imprisoning her increasingly rapidly moving hand. This is too much for the senior guard, she kneels at the bottom of the bed and pulls the prisoner’s legs apart and down.

She moves up the bed while thrusting a hand up her own skirt and starts to frantically finger herself under her panties. Gillman initially moans in protest but then gasps in delight as the guard eases her panties and hose down over her thighs and puts her tongue deep inside the convict’s pussy. As the prisoner nears orgasm her hips begin to buck and she wraps her long legs round the guard, the back of her almost bald head presses hard against the pillow. All three women come at almost the same time. Gillman groans in delight and the two guards gasp in pleasure. Once she has recovered the senior guard phones Joshua. “Sir, I can report that the prisoner Gillman’s last request has been fulfilled”. Wong replies “Good. Remember to bring the CCTV tape directly to me once the executions are over”

Holly and Amanda sit by themselves at a table in the canteen drinking coffee. The reporter draws deeply on a much-needed cigarette. She leans across and says quietly to the police woman, “God Amanda. I have never come like that in my life. My panties and hose are absolutely soaked. These ball things are absolutely amazing. Amanda grins, “I am glad you took my advice Holly. Yes, the Geisha balls stimulate me in a way I have never experienced before though of course their impact is greatly enhanced by what we have just witnessed”. “What happens now?”, asks the blonde girl. “We wait here until they are prepared for the next hangings. They will then come and get us and we will return to the Dance Hall”. Holly smiles in delighted anticipation

Led by an officer eight male guards appear through the door leading to death row at the opposite end of the corridor from the entrance to the “Dance Hall”. They split up into pairs and go to the doors of each of the four cells. The two female guards with Tegan Jakova stand and the older one says to the prisoner. “It is time Jakova”. The Australian girl says nothing though she is shaking, tears running down her cheeks. She puts up no resistance as the two male guards enter the cell pull her to her feet and tightly strap her hands behind her back.

Josephine Sims too, though obviously terrified says nothing as the guards enter her cell and bind her arms. Rachel Reid screams when she sees the male guards appear “No! No! Please don’t hang me! I don’t want to die! Please No! No! No!” she wails. the guards have to lift her up from the bed and hold her upright as they tie her hands. Reid continues to sob uncontrollably. Karen Gillman gets to her feet as the guards enter the cell. She is no longer in a trance like state and is only too aware of her situation. She trembles and whimpers as her wrists are tied.

The condemned girls are taken from their cells with Reid having to be virtually carried and begin their death march towards the door to the “Dance Hall”.

Holly and Amanda are back in their seats in the Dance Hall. The bodies of the dead Chinese girls have been removed and four new nooses dangle from the gallows. The quiet hubbub of conversation in the execution chamber dies away as the prisoners are brought in. Like the four girls before them they are led in and marched up the gallows steps two guards to each prisoner where the executioners and the rest of the execution party wait. Wearing their stewardess uniforms, they stand shaking in fear behind the ropes allocated to them which hang in front of them. Reid is almost in a dead faint and has to be supported by her two guards. The court official takes out a piece of paper and intones

“Tegan Jakova, Josephine Sims, Rachel Reid and Karen Gillman you have each been sentenced to be hanged by the neck until you are dead for drug smuggling. You will be executed by short drop hanging. Do any of you have anything to say before these sentences are carried out””. The condemned sob hopelessly apart from Reid who appears to be totally out of it.

Holly stares at the girls on the gallows. She is almost hypnotized totally still, apart from the hand which is gently caressing her clitoris inside her panties. She feels her second climax of the morning beginning to build

As is always the case in short drop hangings no hoods are used. To maximize the deterrent impact all must see the full agony of slow strangulation displayed on the prisoners’ faces as they die. Again, the executioners strap the prisoners’ legs together at the ankles and the knees. However, before they secure the girls thighs, they push their tight purple uniform skirts up the nylon clad legs until the crotches of their panties become visible, Jakova and Sims are white while Reid and Gillman’s are pink. This had been Joshua’s idea to both increase the humiliation of the condemned girls and to add to the spectacle.

The nooses go round the prisoners’ necks and are pulled tight this time the knots are carefully placed at the back of the stewardesses’ slim and graceful necks. The other difference is that there is no slack in the ropes. The location of the knots and the lack of any significant drop will ensure that the prisoners’ agonized sufferings will be prolonged for as long as possible

The guards and the rest of the execution party move to the rear of the gallows platform leaving the prisoners standing supported only by the nooses round their necks. Reid slumps appearing to be half dead already. The lever is released and the floor disappears from under the condemned girl’s feet and a mighty crash reverberates round the “Dance Hall” for a second time.

The ropes had been stretched over night and so the prisoners drop hardly at all. Their heads are pushed slightly forward and down by the knots at the backs of their necks, gurgling and rasping sounds can be clearly heard, faces contort in pain as the tight nooses start to squeeze tracheas. The sudden impact of the pressure of the rope on her neck jolts Reid from her swoon.

Visible tremors run through the bodies, bound legs quiver and wriggle trying to kick against the leather straps firmly constraining them, feet twitch up and down rubbing against each other. The strain of the weights of their bodies supported only by their neck makes the stewardesses muscles tense accentuating the appearance of the four bound pairs of slender stockinged legs.

Holly orgasms as the gallows platform falls and is already beginning to build towards yet another climax

After three minutes the prisoners’ start to convulse. Their bonds mean that the only way their bodies can move is to raise their bound legs up and then drop them down again. The athletic Sims at times almost manages to reach her chest with her knees, giving the spectators a marvelous view of her very firm black bottom and vulva encased in her tight white panties and hose. The young women’s faces slowly redden; eyes start to bulge and tongues appear from mouths.

After seven minutes Reid’s movements begin to slow. The young English girl’s angelic face is no longer beautiful. Her skin is by now very red, her eyes protrude and two inches of extended tongue are visible. Spit dribbles down her chin. One minute later she hangs dead. Jakova is the next go. After a further two minutes the Australian girl’s eyes stare sightlessly at the spectators, tongue lolling out of a mouth gaping open in a silent scream of agony. The gorgeous Gillman approaches the end. Her long legs bounce down for the last time, her eyes turn up into her head and she dies. As predicted by her guard the former athlete Sims continues to struggle on her rope for a further five minutes before she too dangles lifeless on the gallows, her blood shot eyes almost bulging from their sockets

The blonde reporter comes for the third time and slumps in her seat. She looks across at the police woman and mouths silently “Wow!”. As they leave Amanda asks “Are you going to Manilla for the trial of the two alleged ringleaders Holly? “You bet Amanda; I wouldn’t miss it for the world

The End