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Traffic Violation Saturday

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A short story in 3 parts, inspired by Welsh Webb's famous "Sunday in the Park" drawing.

Traffic Violation Saturday


Saturday dawned hot and humid ... a typical sultry day in July. I parked, got out of my car and made my way to Kellogg Park ... clutching my traffic violation warrant in my right hand.

Up ahead a queue was forming. Other violators like myself, all young women, were presenting themselves at the park entrance gate to serve out their sentences for various traffic miscues committed over the past couple of months.

Earlier that week I had gone to traffic court, having received a ticket for mistakenly driving the wrong way down a one-way street. It was my first offense and I was reasonably confident that I would get off easy. Perhaps just a small fine. But just to make sure, I took a friend's advice and wore my shortest skirt and heels. I was told the judge was a sucker for bare legs.

When it was my turn, I got up off the chair where I had been waiting, crossing and uncrossing my legs every time the judge looked my way, and strode casually up to the bench, taking care to swing my hips a little more than usual. The judge leaned forward and looked me over through half-lensed spectacles. A deep frown spread across his bewhiskered face.

"Ms. Moore? Barbara Moore?" he inquired, checking and rechecking the documents clutched in his hands.

"Yessir, that's me."

"Ummmmm ... let's see ... what was the violation?... here it is ... wrong way on a one-way ... is that correct, Ms. Moore?"

"Well, you see your honor, I am new in town and I got lost and didn't see the signs with the arrow," I explained, extending my right leg forward a bit and bending my knee provocatively.

"No excuse, Ms. Moore. Signs are signs. So, is this your first offense, right?"

"Yesssir!" I chirped brightly, anticipating sympathy and leniency. He kept looking at my legs, after all.

"Sentenced to 6 hours in Kellogg Park, Saturday next! Next case!" he muttered, banging his gavel.

I didn't budge.

"Move on, Ms. Moore."

"Wait a minute! That was my first offense! Don't you think 6 hours is a bit harsh? And, by the way, six hours of what?"

"Ms. Moore. Since the city instituted the new 'public shame sentence program' in Kellogg Park, traffic violations have been down 40%, especially among young women. Six hours is what you get. I can assure you that six hours will do wonders for that attitude! Now move on, and don't be late on Saturday! Reporting time is 9 am."

So there I was ... reporting on Saturday, as instructed, at precisely 9 am. The line was fairly long and moved slowly. The officer processing the violators was taking her time.

Bored, I turned to the girl behind me ...a sweet looking young blond.

"What did they get you for?" I asked conversationally.

"Parking in a no parking zone."

"How many hours?"

"Only four."

"Oh, I got six."

"Too bad, it's going to be a scorcher today."

I turned to the woman ahead of me, a brunette. who looked about my age.

"How many hours did you get."

"Two and a half, honey, for speeding ... how about you?"

"Six."

"Tough," she said, shaking her head. "You didn't wear a short skirt when you went to see Judge Hickcox, by any chance, did you?"

"Well, yes."

"Well, no wonder."

"Hmmmmmm How come there are only women reporting here today?"

"That's because men only have to pay a small fine when they get a ticket, honey. You really are naive, aren't you?"

I decided to keep quiet, wondering to myself why my friend advised me to wear a short skirt to court. Some friend!

I reached the head of the line by around 9:30. A frumpy looking matron in an ill-fitting police uniform looked up at me from behind a folding table heaped with white cardboard placards.

"Name?" she said.

"Moore, Barbara," I replied.

"Oh yes, first offense ... six hours."

"I guess."

She rummaged through the heap of placards on the table and grunted with satisfaction as she extracted one from the bottom of the pile.

She held it out and I took it in my hand.

In large block letters the writing on it declared: BARBARA MOORE, MOVING VIOLATION, SIX HOURS.

"Take the card and proceed down that path into the trees over there. A matron will be waiting for you. She will have you strip off everything but your panties. There will be boxes on the ground in which you can leave your clothing until later."

Dutifully, I followed instructions. The path led around a bend, and sure enough, there were boxes on the ground, already half full of women's clothing. A couple of the women who had been in line in front of me were there ... just finishing removing their clothes and moving on down the path.

A tough-looking matron stood behind the boxes, arms akimbo across her ample chest. As I came up she glared at me, and barked, "Everything off but your panties, and be quick about it!"

I sighed and began to strip, unbuttoning and removing my cotton shirt, then kicking off my sandals and wriggling out of my skinny jeans. I paused to tug up on the waistband of my black kinis, which had slipped down as I removed my jeans. Then I straightened up, reached behind my back and undid my bra. Holding one arm across my boobs, I scooped up my clothing and tossed them in an empty box.

"Move on. Down the path until you come to a clearing," the matron instructed. "And don't forget your placard!"

I scooped the card up off the grass where I had laid it and hurried off after the others who were long out of sight. As soon as I was out of the matron's sight, I slowed my pace. The path wound about along a lovely wooded ravine, with a bubbling stream. I paused to enjoy the tranquil setting, then continued on to where the path opened onto a grassy clearing.

As the clearing came into view, I gasped in astonishment. The grassy expanse was filled with row after row of upright wooden crosses ... a fair number of which were already occupied by the women who had preceded me.

Two men in police uniforms met me at path's end. One of them took my placard from me, glanced at it, and then informed me brusquely that I was to be crucified on one of the vacant crosses in the third row.

I looked at him blankly ... the full reality of what was in store for me sinking in ... then followed him docilely as he set off, the other officer falling by in behind me.

We circled around the left end of the first two rows, all of the crosses of which were already occupied by naked or nearly naked women struggling under the sun.. I recognized the brunette who had preceded me back in the registration line ... the one who said she got two and a half hours for speeding. A pair of officers were helping her up onto a cross and binding her in place.

"Good luck, honey!" she called cheerily as I passed by.

"This one is yours!" announced my first officer, pointing to the first cross of the third row. "Now be a good girl and back yourself up to it, so we can get you crucified."

I looked at it closely. It was constructed of heavy timber and permanently set in the ground in a concrete footing. Lengths of rope dangled from near the two ends of the crossbeam. Part way down the upright, an angled block had been bolted in place to serve as a foot rest.

Shaking my head in disbelief, I took my place with my back to the wood. It felt rough and splintery against my skin.

While one of the officers slid his hands under my arms, clamped them tightly against my ribs, and lifted me ... the other stepped up onto a wooden box, stretched out my right arm and bound it at the wrist to the crossbeam. Then he jumped down and did the same with my left arm and wrist.

Together they bound my ankles and secured them to the upright in such a way that my feet were precariously supported by the angled block.

As soon as they finished I slumped to a knees-bent position with arms outstretched, chest thrust forward, tight little pressed hard against the wood. I cried out, looking up anxiously at my straining arms and bound wrists. My chest felt constricted. I was going to have to push myself up to get air.

But before I could do so, one of the officers plopped the wooden box in front of my cross. Clambering up, he leaned into me ... I could smell alcohol on his breath ... even at this early hour! He produced a staple gun from his pocket and promptly secured my placard to the upright over my head.

Hopping down, he checked his watch, withdrew a pen from his pocket and noted the time on the upright of my cross just below my feet.

"It's ten o'clock," he said, grinning up at me, as I slumped back down after pushing myself up for a few gulps of air. "You got six hours up there, Barbara Moore. Your placard says you can't come down until four pm. They'll be opening the park gates at eleven and letting the crowds in to gawk. They're sure going to love watching you and your nice tits as you writhe and squirm about in the heat. It's going to be a damn beastly day to be up there. You'd better plan to pace yourself. Good luck to you."

TO BE CONTINUED
NIIIIIICE!!!!
 
I have a couple of other suggestions for plea bargaining other than reduction in time in exchange for being crucified fully naked.

In exchange for agreeing to be crucified fully naked on a Saint Andrew's Cross, the condemned women can be given the option to be crucified behind closed doors in front of only the judge and a couple of his buddies. limiting the humiliation a little bit.

In exchange for agreeing to stay up in the cross for one hour on top of what she has been sentenced, a convicted woman with no tattoos, piercings, moles or other identifying marks can be offered a blindfold to help protect her identity.

In exchange for agreeing to stay up on the cross for two hours on top of what she has been sentenced, a convicted woman with no tattoos, piercings, moles or other identifying marks can be offered a full hood to complete obscure her face from the public.

In exchange for agreeing to not shave for a week before her crucifixion and for agreeing to be crucified fully naked, a woman can be offered a full hood to completely obscure her face from the public.

In exchange for agreeing to be pissed on by a group of women just before the cross is raised, a woman can be offered to have one hour taken off of her sentence.

In exchange for agreeing to be fisted by a hot naked woman while she is up on the cross, a woman can be offered to have one hour taken off of her sentence. If she cums, she gets an additional hour knocked off her sentence.

If the woman orgasms, or lactates, or has her period while on the cross, an hour is knocked off of her sentence.

If the woman agrees to publicly perform cunnilingus and analingus on another condemned woman, each woman gets an hour knocked off of their sentences.

If the woman agrees to take weighted nipple and pussy clamps while on the cross, an hour could potentially be knocked off her sentence, in ten minute installments proportionate to the number of magnetic weights she can take on each of the clamps.
 
I have a couple of other suggestions for plea bargaining other than reduction in time in exchange for being crucified fully naked.

In exchange for agreeing to be crucified fully naked on a Saint Andrew's Cross, the condemned women can be given the option to be crucified behind closed doors in front of only the judge and a couple of his buddies. limiting the humiliation a little bit.

In exchange for agreeing to stay up in the cross for one hour on top of what she has been sentenced, a convicted woman with no tattoos, piercings, moles or other identifying marks can be offered a blindfold to help protect her identity.

In exchange for agreeing to stay up on the cross for two hours on top of what she has been sentenced, a convicted woman with no tattoos, piercings, moles or other identifying marks can be offered a full hood to complete obscure her face from the public.

In exchange for agreeing to not shave for a week before her crucifixion and for agreeing to be crucified fully naked, a woman can be offered a full hood to completely obscure her face from the public.

In exchange for agreeing to be pissed on by a group of women just before the cross is raised, a woman can be offered to have one hour taken off of her sentence.

In exchange for agreeing to be fisted by a hot naked woman while she is up on the cross, a woman can be offered to have one hour taken off of her sentence. If she cums, she gets an additional hour knocked off her sentence.

If the woman orgasms, or lactates, or has her period while on the cross, an hour is knocked off of her sentence.

If the woman agrees to publicly perform cunnilingus and analingus on another condemned woman, each woman gets an hour knocked off of their sentences.

If the woman agrees to take weighted nipple and pussy clamps while on the cross, an hour could potentially be knocked off her sentence, in ten minute installments proportionate to the number of magnetic weights she can take on each of the clamps.




Now look what I started! :rolleyes:


I have a couple of other suggestions for plea bargaining other than reduction in time in exchange for being crucified fully naked.

Ok, I am listening.

In exchange for agreeing to be crucified fully naked on a Saint Andrew's Cross, the condemned women can be given the option to be crucified behind closed doors in front of only the judge and a couple of his buddies. limiting the humiliation a little bit.

less humiliation is good, go on ....

In exchange for agreeing to stay up in the cross for one hour on top of what she has been sentenced, a convicted woman with no tattoos, piercings, moles or other identifying marks can be offered a blindfold to help protect her identity.

I have none of the above, so I qualify!

In exchange for agreeing to stay up on the cross for two hours on top of what she has been sentenced, a convicted woman with no tattoos, piercings, moles or other identifying marks can be offered a full hood to complete obscure her face from the public.

I still qualify, but two extra hours is asking a lot! Maybe not.

In exchange for agreeing to not shave for a week before her crucifixion and for agreeing to be crucified fully naked, a woman can be offered a full hood to completely obscure her face from the public.

So, no extra hours then? This one I could do.

In exchange for agreeing to be pissed on by a group of women just before the cross is raised, a woman can be offered to have one hour taken off of her sentence.

Ewww... I think I will decline on that one.


In exchange for agreeing to be fisted by a hot naked woman while she is up on the cross, a woman can be offered to have one hour taken off of her sentence. If she cums, she gets an additional hour knocked off her sentence.

Uh oh, this is getting out of hand now. Only Dorothy Brown would agree to this, and probably the rest of these suggestions as well.

If the woman orgasms, or lactates, or has her period while on the cross, an hour is knocked off of her sentence.

If the woman agrees to publicly perform cunnilingus and analingus on another condemned woman, each woman gets an hour knocked off of their sentences.

If the woman agrees to take weighted nipple and pussy clamps while on the cross, an hour could potentially be knocked off her sentence, in ten minute installments proportionate to the number of magnetic weights she can take on each of the clamps.

KvK has a vivid imagination :rolleyes:
 
...well, yes Mr. Prosecutor, I believe have left numerous charges 'off the table'. Let me drink a bit Moore and I will make them up have them on your desk before I pass out in the morning...

It's not nice to mess with Tree...
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Like I said earlier .... HOPELESS :rolleyes:
 


KvK has a vivid imagination :rolleyes:

Thank you! So do you!

I have a couple more plea bargaining ideas.

If a woman agrees to be tickle-tortured fully naked for an hour, she can have an hour knocked off of her crucifixion sentence.

If a woman agrees to be tickle-tortured fully naked and blindfolded, accepting the possibility that up to half an hour of that tickle-torture could consist of an Oral B toothbrush being turned on and applied to her anus, she can have an hour and a half knocked off of her crucifixion sentence and keep the blindfold while crucified to protect her identity and lessen her humiliation.

If a woman agrees to ride the wooden pony for an hour, she can have an hour knocked off of her crucifixion sentence.

If a woman agrees to ride the wooden pony for an hour AND then be crucified on a Saint Andrew's Cross, she can be offered the choice of either a) having an hour knocked off of her crucifixion sentence or b) serving out her full crucifixion sentence, but receiving an injection of a mixture of a pain killer and a powerful pheromone just before her cross is raised, to heighten the pleasurable aspect of the day.

If a straight woman agrees to watch several hot lesbians make love during the entirety of her crucifixion, she can have an hour knocked off of her sentence.

If a straight woman agrees to watch several hot lesbians make love during the entirety of her crucifixion, receiving an injection of a powerful pheromone beforehand and also agreeing to have her breasts and genitalia fondled by hot women while she is watching the hot lesbians make love during her crucifixion, she can have an hour and ten minutes knocked off of her sentence.

If a woman agrees to drink a large bottle of water just before her crucifixion and then struggle for at least forty-five minutes before pissing herself, she can have half an hour knocked off of her sentence.

If a woman agrees to watch an hour of Benny Hill, Married With Children or Larry the Cable Guy while she is on the cross, she can have an hour knocked off of her sentence.

If a woman agrees to submit to an hour of Ishidaki/bastinado/strappado or Suruga doi (see below), she can have an hour knocked off of her crucifixion sentence.

(Suruga doi
)

If a woman names five female "friends" she actually most hates/is insanely jealous of and agrees to have them watch the entirety of her crucifixion process while also being crucified fully naked, she can have an hour knocked off of her crucifixion.

If a woman agrees to have "Property of [insert name of city or judge) publicly tattooed on her ass just before crucifixion, she can have an hour knocked off of her sentence.

If a woman agrees to masturbate naked before the judge and several of his buddies, she can have half an hour knocked off of her sentence. If, in the process of masturbating before the judge and several of his buddies, she squirts, she can have between fifteen minutes and an additional half hour knocked off of her sentence, depending on the volume she squirts out.

If a woman agrees to be spanked naked (100 strokes) by one of the other condemned women just before being crucified, she can have half an hour knocked off of her sentence.

If a woman agrees to be spanked naked, and fucked up the ass by a large strapon dildo by one of the other condemned women just before she is crucified, she can have an hour knocked off of her sentence.

If a woman is condemned with her BFF and if she agrees to fuck her BFF up the ass with a strapon dildo, she can have half an hour knocked off of her sentence.

If a woman agrees, after being stripped, to wrestle another naked condemned woman for a strapon dildo, get the dildo and fuck the other condemned woman up the ass with that dildo, she gets an hour knocked off of her sentence, while the other woman gets an hour added to her sentence.

If a woman agrees to receiving a kick in the crotch by another condemned woman just before being crucified, she can get an hour knocked off of her sentence.

If a woman agrees to bathing with another condemned woman just before being crucified, she can get twenty-five minutes knocked off of her sentence.

If a woman agrees to receiving an enema just before crucifixion, she can have half an hour knocked off of her sentence.

If a woman agrees to receiving an enema just before crucifixion, and if she can drink in the majority of what she shits/squirts out, she can have forty-five minutes knocked off of her sentence.

If a woman agrees, after being stripped, to receiving an electroshock on one asscheek, she can have ten minutes knocked off of her sentence.

If a woman agrees, after being stripped, to receiving an electroshock on both asscheeks, she can have twenty-five minutes knocked off of her sentence.

If a woman agrees, after being stripped, to receiving an electroshock on one tit, she can have half an hour knocked off of her sentence.

If a woman agrees, after being stripped, to receiving an electroshock on both tits, she can have forty minutes knocked off of her sentence.

If a woman agrees, after being stripped, to receiving an electroshock to her pussy, she can have forty-five minutes knocked off of her sentence.

If a woman agrees, after being stripped, to receiving an electroshock to the sole of one foot, she can have fifty minutes knocked off of her sentence.

If a woman agrees, after being stripped, the receiving an electroshock on the soles of both of her feet, she can have an hour knocked off of her sentence.

If a woman agrees, after being stripped, to crawl on all fours the last hundred yards to the cross while being led on a leash and while keeping a dildo clenched in her ass the whole hundred yards, she can get half an hour knocked off of her sentence.

If a woman agrees, after being stripped, to take beads up her ass, she can get time knocked off of her sentence, in ten minute increments for each bead she takes up her ass.

If a woman agrees, after being stripped, to being fisted by another condemned woman, she can get up to half an hour knocked off of her sentence, proportionate the the number of fingers she can take up her pussy.

If a woman agrees, after being stripped, to being fisted by another condemned woman up the pussy and up the ass, she can get up to an hour knocked off of her sentence, proportionate to the number of fingers she can take up her pussy and ass.

If a woman agrees to watch her husband/boyfriend/significant other fuck another woman for the entirety of her crucifixion, she can get an hour knocked off of her sentence.

If a woman has means, she can find another, hotter woman to be her substitute for the crucifixion. "Hot" is entirely up to the judge. If the judge finds the other woman hotter, he can accept the substitution. If the judge does not find the other woman hotter, both women are crucified.

And, the best one of them all, if a woman agrees to call the judge "Daddy Big Dick" whenever he asks her "What's my name?" she can get three hours knocked off of her crucifixion.
 
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