carloscruz
Governor
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And June the first arrived. They stayed in the Manor for their last night. Once at the house, the three condemned friends made love together and invited Magdalena to join them in the big bed. It was a wild night of both sex and tenderness.
The next morning, they showered, had a light breakfast and recorded their final declarations. Once again, they clearly stated their free will and awareness of the reality of their immediate death. They also declared having requested their friend’s assistance in order to carry out their wishes.
Soon the group members were coming and they all stopped to say goodbye and make sure they were still eager and happy to be executed. Especially the Firing Squad members, as they were the ones responsible for the actual killing.
Daniel and Ernesto took advantage of the opportunity and spent some more private time with their wives. After making love for the last time and saying goodbye, Alicia told him:
“I know the whole volley will reach my boobs at the same time, but still, I hope it will be your bullet the one that breaks my heart killing me... So, take good aim my love!”
Greatly aroused and unable to answer, he just kissed her passionately one more time and left.
Alone again, Alicia mused on her crazy inclinations one more time. She was about to be executed! Shortly, she will be marched almost naked to the stake, tied and shot by her own request!
She could not believe it. But her darkest fantasy was about to become reality!
Would she lose her nerves at the last moment and beg for her life, disgracing herself?
She still believed that this was the right thing to do, the only thing to do, but...She was so scared and excited!
She was also afraid of not being brave enough. What if he changed her mind at the last minute?
The agreement was that if they showed up and accepted the charges, their hands would be tied behind their backs, then they would be put to death. From that moment on, even if they changed their minds, they would be forced to face the firing squad and would be shot.
This provision was intended for their own good and peace of mind. To help them to quit musing and arguing with themselves and rest assured that their fate, at last, was out of their hands.
Hopefully, this way, they would experience last moments with less troubled minds.
But would they really kill us against our will?
She was not sure. So, she expected to remain committed to the end and maintain her composure.
Soon it was time to go to the locker room and put their humiliating "uniforms" on.
Now they were alone, Magdalena was already gone to supervise the last preparations and review her command.
Alicia realized that her tunic had been washed and ironed.
The three women, already into their uniforms, looked at her reflections in the mirror. They checked their hair, makeup and lips. Satisfied they looked pretty enough to face the guns, they embraced and kissed one last time. Alicia sigh feeling against her owns, the soft skin of the other´s breasts. and went out to meet their destiny.
They gasped when she came out and saw the big group of people expecting them.
In addition to the familiar company, dozens of unknown men and women were looking at them in different degrees of astonishment.
She overcome her shame and resisted the urge to cover her bare breast and sex and went downstairs to get in line with her execution mates.
As agreed, it was still half an hour before the proceedings were to begin.
During this time, the guests were free to inspect and talk to the three women. Many came immediately and surrounded the gorgeous ladies, openly commenting on them and on what was about to take place.
Each guest had seen a video recorded interview in which the “executées-to-be”, explained in detail their fantasies, motives and wishes; especially stating clearly their knowledge of the reality of the "Performance".
However, the public wanted to hear it all again, live and from their own lips.
So, the women were questioned extensively about this. At the same time, they could listen to conversations around them.
The guests commented how good their bodies were or how amazing it was that they had volunteered for execution.
Many were friendly and even expressed support and admiration for their courage in the pursuit of their inclinations.
Others openly despised them and spoke of how stupid and crazy they were in their opinion.
Some asked permissions to touch their bodies. That permission was always granted by the condemned in accordance with the rules established by Magdalena and their own desires.
So, while they stood with discipline at a perfect attention position, they had their pussies touched and felt, their bums and tits fondled by many hands.
Again, all this was very shameful, but also greatly increased their state of sexual arousal.
Throughout this, Alicia met her husband’s eyes several times. He always conveyed his love and support to her, and she felt very grateful.
At some point she heard a couple talking about her. The man was pointing at her sex and saying:
"Look, this bitch had been recently fucked, her cunt is dripping male cum!'"
She realized he was right. Daniel had made love to her for the last time this morning and now she could feel his seed, trickling down by the inside of her thighs. She felt her humiliation grow a little more, but she was still glad she would have Daniel's seed inside her at the moment of her death.
Finally, it was time to begin the proceedings and Magdalena asked the public to stand clear of the group. Once they did, she approached the three women who were waiting in their line.
For some time, she silently admired the well-known and beautiful bodies of her lover and friends. They were standing in front of her still perfectly to attention. Their backs were straight, their chins held up, their eyes fixed on the horizon, their breasts rising and falling rapidly. Hard-pointed nipples betrayed their excitement.
“They are waiting for me to carry out their execution” reflected Magdalena “In less than an hour their bodies will be destroyed by the bullets and piled into the grave dug for them last week”.
She also noticed how the garments enhanced the bare feminine skin.
She wondered how she had allowed herself to be put in this situation! To carry out the execution of her lover and two dear friends ... But they had begged so hard!
“Well, let's hope I do not regret what I'm about to do for the rest of my life,” she told herself while admiring her lover’s beautiful face.
“If I am going to do it, at least I'll make their last experience the best of their lives!”
With these thoughts in mind, Colonel de la Lastra approached the three officers with her subaltern in trail.
“Major de la Jara, Captains Ruiz and Almenara” Magdalena intoned in a clear and firm voice.
“First of all, let's make it clear that you are here on your free will, at the summons of an Officer’s Court of Honour. This traditional procedure is carried out when an officer is reported by fellow colleagues for improper conduct, and has nothing to do with the official Army’s system of Justice. Is this correct?”
“Yes! Colonel, Madam!” The three responded.
“Are you aware,” Magdalena continued, ”That, however, the penalties imposed by this procedure may be of the utmost gravity?”
“Yes, we are. We submit to the procedure and we will accept the outcome, whatever it might be,” stated Alicia now, this time on behalf of all three.
“In that case, let’s carry on” declared Magdalena with a deep sigh.
And all this was absolutely correct. According to Alicia’s careful research, the Tribunal of Honour was an old Army procedure intended to deal privately with any improper actions by officers.
It was technically still in place, never officially abolished, even if it has not been used for a hundred years. So according to Alicia’s learned opinion, it could be sustained that the whole process and their execution, if in the end it is carried out, will be in accordance with military law.
She had also prepared the appropriate indictment documents for the three of them.
Colonel de la Lastra requested the documents from one of her aides and examined them. The silence was now complete.
“Major Alicia de la Jara” Magdalena read aloud from the document.
“You are accused of unbecoming acts, incompatible with the condition of female Army officer and the Army’s Code of Honour. The penalties requested for you by your fellow officers are: the forfeiture of your officer's rank and condition, and the penalty of death, executed by firing squad. Do you fully understand and are you fully aware of these charges?”
“Yes Madam Colonel, I am!” Alicia replied in a firm voice.
“I have been informed that you have the intention of waiving your right to defend yourself in front of a tribunal and of declaring yourself not guilty of the charges. Is that true Major?”
“Yes Madam. Those are my intentions. I admit the charges and accept the penalty. I also renounce my rank and my condition as an officer, which I feel I don’t deserve anymore”. Alicia declared with a sad but clear voice.
“I also request my immediate transfer to the Regiment’s Punishment Platoon, and thus restoring the honour of the Army!”
“Request granted Major. Join the Death Platoon!”.
Alicia, marching with precise and graceful movements took her usual position between the armed squad and its captain. She finished with a perfect “about face” that left her facing in the same direction as the troops.
Her beautiful tits quivered for a long instant after she stopped.
Now Magdalena read identical charges against Captains Blanca Almenara and Catalina Ruiz. Both answered the charges in the identical way to Alicia, and took their places in line behind her.
Magdalena then marched in front of Major de la Jara, and with a quick motion ripped off the insignia of rank from her shoulders, throwing them to the ground.
Magdalena proceeded in the same manner with Catalina and Blanca.
Facing the line again she said:
“Ladies, you have been sentenced to death and dishonourably deprived of your officers' condition and privileges.
You will now be taken to the Firing Range, put in front of the Firing Squad and your sentence will be carried out immediately.
Prisoners, about face!” Magdalena ordered.
The three women turned elegantly twice to the right, offering now their backs and bare buttocks, still trembling, to their Colonel.
“Lieutenant, restrain the prisoners!” She spoke.
Without having to be told, the three crossed their wrist behind their backs, and one of the subordinates tied them deftly. Now there was no turning back.
“Prisoners, about face!”
They obeyed, reversing their previous move.
And suddenly it hit Alicia!
All this has become REAL! Not just because they were actually about to die, she had been counting on that since the beginning. What she had not anticipated was that the whole performance had changed completely.
Until now, all this was just a kinky scenario she and others had imagined and created. It was true that the performance would result in the death of three women, but still they had plotted it and asked for it. It was a game, her game, with death its anticipated result.
Now, she realized, everything had changed totally.
She had actually broken the Army's Code of Honour with her twisted obsession with sex and executions.
She had showed herself off in public almost naked in a mock uniform.
Those were real actions totally unbecoming of her status as an officer. Her crime was authentic!
And the legal procedure she had rescued from the past could very well be considered correct and legal. She knew it could be easily argued and sustained in any Court Martial.
So now she and her two companions had just been actually and legally condemned to death and had truly lost their ranks and condition as officers!
And they were about to be put to death not just because they were excited and asked for it. They were now going to be legally executed in dishonour and in accordance with an equally real and fair sentence.
And she deserved it, because she had committed grave offenses against her duties as an officer. She has become unworthy of being one.
Her perverse fantasies and her efforts to get them shot as in her dreams, those were real shameful actions incompatible with being an officer. Aside from the obscene uniforms and other details, this was a Military procedure. This was no longer her game. She had been truly stripped of her rank and was really about to be publicly executed in dishonour.
She hadn’t anticipated or thought about this. Nor about how deeply humiliated and ashamed this new perspective made her feel.
As if reading her mind, Magdalena slapped her face hard twice and did the same with the other two.
"Yes ladies. It is done. No way to bail out. You have been stripped of your rank. You have been condemned to death and you are going to be executed, in shame, as you deserve!"
"Well ladies, you've got what you wanted!"
"Your twisted minds and perverted fantasies have got you here. Now the only course of action left to me is to carry out your sentences according to Army regulations. So, let’s get you executed, I say again, as you deserve."
Alicia, like her friends had now a very red face, both from the humiliation and the slapping. She felt tears gathering in her eyes and she marvelled at the strength of her feelings.
She had not fully anticipated her present situation and emotions.
She really was nothing but a pervert, a disgrace to the military and she certainly deserved the punishment she was about to receive!
She felt in total disgrace. But, again, she would be properly punished quite soon; one more reason to look forward to the bullets.
Such a sweet and twisted shame!
And it was somehow exciting and satisfying the fact that she was going to be legally executed, and that she no longer had control of her destiny.
“Ladies,” Magdalena told them, “I expect you to behave as the officers you were on this, your last duty and act of service. It is that clear?”
“Yes, Madam Colonel!” The three condemned said.
“Remember your training, girls,” said Magdalena, now in a low and friendly voice.
“Oh my! What have I done?” Alicia said to herself. “I just got myself killed, besides losing my dignity and the officer's commission I was so proud of! Just because of my twisted fantasies! There's no turning back now. The only thing left is to follow Magdalena´s orders and die well. If not as an officer, at least as a soldier. To hide my feelings and to give a good show - and a lot of pleasure in the meantime.”
Now everything happened exactly as in the rehearsal.
“Punishment Platoon attention! Left face!” the Colonel ordered, back in her best commanding voice. The whole squad turned on the spot ninety degrees to the left.
“Shoulder arms! To the Firing Range, march!”
And June the first arrived. They stayed in the Manor for their last night. Once at the house, the three condemned friends made love together and invited Magdalena to join them in the big bed. It was a wild night of both sex and tenderness.
The next morning, they showered, had a light breakfast and recorded their final declarations. Once again, they clearly stated their free will and awareness of the reality of their immediate death. They also declared having requested their friend’s assistance in order to carry out their wishes.
Soon the group members were coming and they all stopped to say goodbye and make sure they were still eager and happy to be executed. Especially the Firing Squad members, as they were the ones responsible for the actual killing.
Daniel and Ernesto took advantage of the opportunity and spent some more private time with their wives. After making love for the last time and saying goodbye, Alicia told him:
“I know the whole volley will reach my boobs at the same time, but still, I hope it will be your bullet the one that breaks my heart killing me... So, take good aim my love!”
Greatly aroused and unable to answer, he just kissed her passionately one more time and left.
Alone again, Alicia mused on her crazy inclinations one more time. She was about to be executed! Shortly, she will be marched almost naked to the stake, tied and shot by her own request!
She could not believe it. But her darkest fantasy was about to become reality!
Would she lose her nerves at the last moment and beg for her life, disgracing herself?
She still believed that this was the right thing to do, the only thing to do, but...She was so scared and excited!
She was also afraid of not being brave enough. What if he changed her mind at the last minute?
The agreement was that if they showed up and accepted the charges, their hands would be tied behind their backs, then they would be put to death. From that moment on, even if they changed their minds, they would be forced to face the firing squad and would be shot.
This provision was intended for their own good and peace of mind. To help them to quit musing and arguing with themselves and rest assured that their fate, at last, was out of their hands.
Hopefully, this way, they would experience last moments with less troubled minds.
But would they really kill us against our will?
She was not sure. So, she expected to remain committed to the end and maintain her composure.
Soon it was time to go to the locker room and put their humiliating "uniforms" on.
Now they were alone, Magdalena was already gone to supervise the last preparations and review her command.
Alicia realized that her tunic had been washed and ironed.
The three women, already into their uniforms, looked at her reflections in the mirror. They checked their hair, makeup and lips. Satisfied they looked pretty enough to face the guns, they embraced and kissed one last time. Alicia sigh feeling against her owns, the soft skin of the other´s breasts. and went out to meet their destiny.
They gasped when she came out and saw the big group of people expecting them.
In addition to the familiar company, dozens of unknown men and women were looking at them in different degrees of astonishment.
She overcome her shame and resisted the urge to cover her bare breast and sex and went downstairs to get in line with her execution mates.
As agreed, it was still half an hour before the proceedings were to begin.
During this time, the guests were free to inspect and talk to the three women. Many came immediately and surrounded the gorgeous ladies, openly commenting on them and on what was about to take place.
Each guest had seen a video recorded interview in which the “executées-to-be”, explained in detail their fantasies, motives and wishes; especially stating clearly their knowledge of the reality of the "Performance".
However, the public wanted to hear it all again, live and from their own lips.
So, the women were questioned extensively about this. At the same time, they could listen to conversations around them.
The guests commented how good their bodies were or how amazing it was that they had volunteered for execution.
Many were friendly and even expressed support and admiration for their courage in the pursuit of their inclinations.
Others openly despised them and spoke of how stupid and crazy they were in their opinion.
Some asked permissions to touch their bodies. That permission was always granted by the condemned in accordance with the rules established by Magdalena and their own desires.
So, while they stood with discipline at a perfect attention position, they had their pussies touched and felt, their bums and tits fondled by many hands.
Again, all this was very shameful, but also greatly increased their state of sexual arousal.
Throughout this, Alicia met her husband’s eyes several times. He always conveyed his love and support to her, and she felt very grateful.
At some point she heard a couple talking about her. The man was pointing at her sex and saying:
"Look, this bitch had been recently fucked, her cunt is dripping male cum!'"
She realized he was right. Daniel had made love to her for the last time this morning and now she could feel his seed, trickling down by the inside of her thighs. She felt her humiliation grow a little more, but she was still glad she would have Daniel's seed inside her at the moment of her death.
Finally, it was time to begin the proceedings and Magdalena asked the public to stand clear of the group. Once they did, she approached the three women who were waiting in their line.
For some time, she silently admired the well-known and beautiful bodies of her lover and friends. They were standing in front of her still perfectly to attention. Their backs were straight, their chins held up, their eyes fixed on the horizon, their breasts rising and falling rapidly. Hard-pointed nipples betrayed their excitement.
“They are waiting for me to carry out their execution” reflected Magdalena “In less than an hour their bodies will be destroyed by the bullets and piled into the grave dug for them last week”.
She also noticed how the garments enhanced the bare feminine skin.
She wondered how she had allowed herself to be put in this situation! To carry out the execution of her lover and two dear friends ... But they had begged so hard!
“Well, let's hope I do not regret what I'm about to do for the rest of my life,” she told herself while admiring her lover’s beautiful face.
“If I am going to do it, at least I'll make their last experience the best of their lives!”
With these thoughts in mind, Colonel de la Lastra approached the three officers with her subaltern in trail.
“Major de la Jara, Captains Ruiz and Almenara” Magdalena intoned in a clear and firm voice.
“First of all, let's make it clear that you are here on your free will, at the summons of an Officer’s Court of Honour. This traditional procedure is carried out when an officer is reported by fellow colleagues for improper conduct, and has nothing to do with the official Army’s system of Justice. Is this correct?”
“Yes! Colonel, Madam!” The three responded.
“Are you aware,” Magdalena continued, ”That, however, the penalties imposed by this procedure may be of the utmost gravity?”
“Yes, we are. We submit to the procedure and we will accept the outcome, whatever it might be,” stated Alicia now, this time on behalf of all three.
“In that case, let’s carry on” declared Magdalena with a deep sigh.
And all this was absolutely correct. According to Alicia’s careful research, the Tribunal of Honour was an old Army procedure intended to deal privately with any improper actions by officers.
It was technically still in place, never officially abolished, even if it has not been used for a hundred years. So according to Alicia’s learned opinion, it could be sustained that the whole process and their execution, if in the end it is carried out, will be in accordance with military law.
She had also prepared the appropriate indictment documents for the three of them.
Colonel de la Lastra requested the documents from one of her aides and examined them. The silence was now complete.
“Major Alicia de la Jara” Magdalena read aloud from the document.
“You are accused of unbecoming acts, incompatible with the condition of female Army officer and the Army’s Code of Honour. The penalties requested for you by your fellow officers are: the forfeiture of your officer's rank and condition, and the penalty of death, executed by firing squad. Do you fully understand and are you fully aware of these charges?”
“Yes Madam Colonel, I am!” Alicia replied in a firm voice.
“I have been informed that you have the intention of waiving your right to defend yourself in front of a tribunal and of declaring yourself not guilty of the charges. Is that true Major?”
“Yes Madam. Those are my intentions. I admit the charges and accept the penalty. I also renounce my rank and my condition as an officer, which I feel I don’t deserve anymore”. Alicia declared with a sad but clear voice.
“I also request my immediate transfer to the Regiment’s Punishment Platoon, and thus restoring the honour of the Army!”
“Request granted Major. Join the Death Platoon!”.
Alicia, marching with precise and graceful movements took her usual position between the armed squad and its captain. She finished with a perfect “about face” that left her facing in the same direction as the troops.
Her beautiful tits quivered for a long instant after she stopped.
Now Magdalena read identical charges against Captains Blanca Almenara and Catalina Ruiz. Both answered the charges in the identical way to Alicia, and took their places in line behind her.
Magdalena then marched in front of Major de la Jara, and with a quick motion ripped off the insignia of rank from her shoulders, throwing them to the ground.
Magdalena proceeded in the same manner with Catalina and Blanca.
Facing the line again she said:
“Ladies, you have been sentenced to death and dishonourably deprived of your officers' condition and privileges.
You will now be taken to the Firing Range, put in front of the Firing Squad and your sentence will be carried out immediately.
Prisoners, about face!” Magdalena ordered.
The three women turned elegantly twice to the right, offering now their backs and bare buttocks, still trembling, to their Colonel.
“Lieutenant, restrain the prisoners!” She spoke.
Without having to be told, the three crossed their wrist behind their backs, and one of the subordinates tied them deftly. Now there was no turning back.
“Prisoners, about face!”
They obeyed, reversing their previous move.
And suddenly it hit Alicia!
All this has become REAL! Not just because they were actually about to die, she had been counting on that since the beginning. What she had not anticipated was that the whole performance had changed completely.
Until now, all this was just a kinky scenario she and others had imagined and created. It was true that the performance would result in the death of three women, but still they had plotted it and asked for it. It was a game, her game, with death its anticipated result.
Now, she realized, everything had changed totally.
She had actually broken the Army's Code of Honour with her twisted obsession with sex and executions.
She had showed herself off in public almost naked in a mock uniform.
Those were real actions totally unbecoming of her status as an officer. Her crime was authentic!
And the legal procedure she had rescued from the past could very well be considered correct and legal. She knew it could be easily argued and sustained in any Court Martial.
So now she and her two companions had just been actually and legally condemned to death and had truly lost their ranks and condition as officers!
And they were about to be put to death not just because they were excited and asked for it. They were now going to be legally executed in dishonour and in accordance with an equally real and fair sentence.
And she deserved it, because she had committed grave offenses against her duties as an officer. She has become unworthy of being one.
Her perverse fantasies and her efforts to get them shot as in her dreams, those were real shameful actions incompatible with being an officer. Aside from the obscene uniforms and other details, this was a Military procedure. This was no longer her game. She had been truly stripped of her rank and was really about to be publicly executed in dishonour.
She hadn’t anticipated or thought about this. Nor about how deeply humiliated and ashamed this new perspective made her feel.
As if reading her mind, Magdalena slapped her face hard twice and did the same with the other two.
"Yes ladies. It is done. No way to bail out. You have been stripped of your rank. You have been condemned to death and you are going to be executed, in shame, as you deserve!"
"Well ladies, you've got what you wanted!"
"Your twisted minds and perverted fantasies have got you here. Now the only course of action left to me is to carry out your sentences according to Army regulations. So, let’s get you executed, I say again, as you deserve."
Alicia, like her friends had now a very red face, both from the humiliation and the slapping. She felt tears gathering in her eyes and she marvelled at the strength of her feelings.
She had not fully anticipated her present situation and emotions.
She really was nothing but a pervert, a disgrace to the military and she certainly deserved the punishment she was about to receive!
She felt in total disgrace. But, again, she would be properly punished quite soon; one more reason to look forward to the bullets.
Such a sweet and twisted shame!
And it was somehow exciting and satisfying the fact that she was going to be legally executed, and that she no longer had control of her destiny.
“Ladies,” Magdalena told them, “I expect you to behave as the officers you were on this, your last duty and act of service. It is that clear?”
“Yes, Madam Colonel!” The three condemned said.
“Remember your training, girls,” said Magdalena, now in a low and friendly voice.
“Oh my! What have I done?” Alicia said to herself. “I just got myself killed, besides losing my dignity and the officer's commission I was so proud of! Just because of my twisted fantasies! There's no turning back now. The only thing left is to follow Magdalena´s orders and die well. If not as an officer, at least as a soldier. To hide my feelings and to give a good show - and a lot of pleasure in the meantime.”
Now everything happened exactly as in the rehearsal.
“Punishment Platoon attention! Left face!” the Colonel ordered, back in her best commanding voice. The whole squad turned on the spot ninety degrees to the left.
“Shoulder arms! To the Firing Range, march!”
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