Hondoboot2
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Tree, good updates to the story. Could this scene happen in the women's prison, maybe between prisoner and guard?
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Dorothy Goes To Traffic Court...
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I can say no more at this time, Hondo... back to the dinner...
“If that’s what you want” Tree replied. “I must tell you Judge Admi has been granted a month to ‘interrogate’ you. The only way to shorten the days he has with you is confess to the charges. That is likely the only way to avoid the noose.”
“And if I don’t confess?”
“You will be given a ‘fair trial’ and be convicted. As a repeat offender you will probably undergo some punishment for a month before you are hanged. Think carefully and choose wisely” Tree cautioned.
“Why are you doing this for me? I cannot possibly pay you.”
“I like you, Dorothy, and you have pretty eyes.”
Tree must have a wide peripheral vision since I never saw his stare leave my tits! They’re pretty nice, too. I ask Tree if there will be another full moon during those 30 days. He tells yes and asks why. I say there’s no reason as my thoughts drift off to the Admicock…
tree
“If that’s what you want” Tree replied. “I must tell you Judge Admi has been granted a month to ‘interrogate’ you. The only way to shorten the days he has with you is confess to the charges. That is likely the only way to avoid the noose.”
“And if I don’t confess?”
“You will be given a ‘fair trial’ and be convicted. As a repeat offender you will probably undergo some punishment for a month before you are hanged. Think carefully and choose wisely” Tree cautioned.
“Why are you doing this for me? I cannot possibly pay you.”
“I like you, Dorothy, and you have pretty eyes.”
Tree must have a wide peripheral vision since I never saw his stare leave my tits! They’re pretty nice, too. I ask Tree if there will be another full moon during those 30 days. He tells yes and asks why. I say there’s no reason as my thoughts drift off to the Admicock…
tree
I am fucking exhausted. I would have needed an erection lasting more than four hours to keep up with Dorothy Brown. I’d like to say if I was her age I could have kept up but I doubt it.
After I fixed a drink… I mean breakfast… I was pacing the deck of the Tree house when the French doors to the master bedroom swung open. Dorothy stood there, framed by the door with the disheveled bed we had wrecked the night before. She asked how long it would be before Judge Admi would come to collect her. I told her a bit more than hour. She said… no… ordered me “Then put your drink down and let’s not waste the time…
t
..we didn't waste it...
After I fixed a drink… I mean breakfast… I was pacing the deck of the Tree house when the French doors to the master bedroom swung open. Dorothy stood there, framed by the door with the disheveled bed we had wrecked the night before. She asked how long it would be before Judge Admi would come to collect her. I told her a bit more than hour. She said… no… ordered me “Then put your drink down and let’s not waste the time…
t
..we didn't waste it...
Judge Admi was not pleased that Tree took the full 24 hours ‘counseling’ Dorothy Brown. He had at no small expense (for his cheap ass) rented the old section of the OPP with the courtyard. He had his minions dressed in period uniforms to formally start his Inquisition… I mean ‘interrogation’ which would include a reading of the charges against Dorothy.
As Dorothy was loaded into the cart to be taken across the road to start her month-long ordeal Admi glared at Tree and said “I suppose she needed the whole 24 hours to understand her limited legal options.”
“I think she understood them before we got back last night. What’s the matter, Admi, Ulrika isn’t making you happy?”
“She’s a little annoyed about my new red-headed slave.”
“That might explain why she asked if she could spend the night here” Tree replied. It stung Admi but probably didn’t help Dorothy’s cause either…
When Dorothy arrived at the courtyard she was taken from cart she was brought to the arched balcony of the porch that wrapped around the courtyard.
Judge Admi’s troops began to strip the clothing Tree had given her the first minutes after she arrived. Dorothy yelled “Patience, boys, there’s enough of me for everyone!”
When they finished with Dorothy she was wondering if there really was…
Then she was hoisted to her feet and dragged into the square where the whipping post waited for her…
What the fuck are they doing to me???
T
As Dorothy was loaded into the cart to be taken across the road to start her month-long ordeal Admi glared at Tree and said “I suppose she needed the whole 24 hours to understand her limited legal options.”
“I think she understood them before we got back last night. What’s the matter, Admi, Ulrika isn’t making you happy?”
“She’s a little annoyed about my new red-headed slave.”
“That might explain why she asked if she could spend the night here” Tree replied. It stung Admi but probably didn’t help Dorothy’s cause either…
When Dorothy arrived at the courtyard she was taken from cart she was brought to the arched balcony of the porch that wrapped around the courtyard.
Judge Admi’s troops began to strip the clothing Tree had given her the first minutes after she arrived. Dorothy yelled “Patience, boys, there’s enough of me for everyone!”
When they finished with Dorothy she was wondering if there really was…
Then she was hoisted to her feet and dragged into the square where the whipping post waited for her…
What the fuck are they doing to me???
T
Well no one can say I tried to hide the source of the picturesDrothy or Amy..
Anyway, i hv to admid Tree's words n pics r well match..
Tree
They can’t do this to me! My god, they are going to whip me for a fucking traffic ticket! I don’t want to do this! But my only out is to confess. I cannot do ten years in a cell 2 x 3 meters. I do not have to go willingly, though.
The whipping post draws closer! People don’t whip people! Not in a modern society!!!
So quickly I am bound to the whipping post. Less than two hours ago I shared a bed with Tree and now it is like I have been brought to the eighteen century! I am frightened, confused, and horny as can be! I hope they don’t notice I’m rubbing my pussy against the post while this ass reads the charges filed against me…
From a balcony Tree and Admi watch the proceedings.
RR had snick down to the platform for a closer look. Tree asks Admi what was with the period costumes. “I just thought it would be a nice touch…”
tree
The whipping post draws closer! People don’t whip people! Not in a modern society!!!
So quickly I am bound to the whipping post. Less than two hours ago I shared a bed with Tree and now it is like I have been brought to the eighteen century! I am frightened, confused, and horny as can be! I hope they don’t notice I’m rubbing my pussy against the post while this ass reads the charges filed against me…
From a balcony Tree and Admi watch the proceedings.
RR had snick down to the platform for a closer look. Tree asks Admi what was with the period costumes. “I just thought it would be a nice touch…”
tree
Crux Forums Dorothy would be facing no more than six months to a year in a county jail.
But it was Dorothy’s poor luck that she was in the Crux Forums ‘judicial’ system. As the court official rambled on reading the charges the inquisitor… I mean interrogator… softly said to Dorothy “I can hardly wait to rip your flesh with my whip.”
Dorothy squeezed her thighs around the post as an orgasm driven by fear and anticipation wracked her body. Dorothy looked at the speaker when he wrapped up suggesting every one step back a bit to avoid being splattered with Dorothy’s blood while she is whipped. He finished saying “Be assured the prisoner will be displayed for closer viewing when the flogging is completed.”
Dorothy shrieked as the tattered remains of her clothing were ripped from her body.
Completely exposed to the crowd Dorothy looked at the leering mob when the interrogator told the crowd “Look at her beautiful flesh for soon it will not be. Take satisfaction this worthless wench’s skin will be striped with bloody welts.”
Dorothy squealed “God help me” as the first lash whistled towards her body…
Tree
But it was Dorothy’s poor luck that she was in the Crux Forums ‘judicial’ system. As the court official rambled on reading the charges the inquisitor… I mean interrogator… softly said to Dorothy “I can hardly wait to rip your flesh with my whip.”
Dorothy squeezed her thighs around the post as an orgasm driven by fear and anticipation wracked her body. Dorothy looked at the speaker when he wrapped up suggesting every one step back a bit to avoid being splattered with Dorothy’s blood while she is whipped. He finished saying “Be assured the prisoner will be displayed for closer viewing when the flogging is completed.”
Dorothy shrieked as the tattered remains of her clothing were ripped from her body.
Completely exposed to the crowd Dorothy looked at the leering mob when the interrogator told the crowd “Look at her beautiful flesh for soon it will not be. Take satisfaction this worthless wench’s skin will be striped with bloody welts.”
Dorothy squealed “God help me” as the first lash whistled towards her body…
Tree
Jimmy has spanked me and caned me before. It hurt but he never would do it as hard as I had wanted. The man whipping me had no such reservations. The tails of the whip manage to jerk my body about that II thought the shackles and manacles stretching me would prevent.
This hurts more than I could have imagined and I must admit when the whip breaks skin and my blood sprays, I kind of freak out! This guy is serious…
Did he say how many lashes I would get? That ‘fuck you, who cares’ attitude I had is fading as pain fills me. Shit that is face, asshole!!!
They just stand there watching him beat the hell out of me like I’m nothing but a carpet on a line. He is hurting me, damn it!
I am beaten and bloody. I do not know how many times I have been struck. I hang limp from the irons about my wrists. I don’t have the strength to stand on my toes anymore. The only moves I make are by the force of the whip. I’m not even sure I jerk when I am struck
T
This hurts more than I could have imagined and I must admit when the whip breaks skin and my blood sprays, I kind of freak out! This guy is serious…
Did he say how many lashes I would get? That ‘fuck you, who cares’ attitude I had is fading as pain fills me. Shit that is face, asshole!!!
They just stand there watching him beat the hell out of me like I’m nothing but a carpet on a line. He is hurting me, damn it!
I am beaten and bloody. I do not know how many times I have been struck. I hang limp from the irons about my wrists. I don’t have the strength to stand on my toes anymore. The only moves I make are by the force of the whip. I’m not even sure I jerk when I am struck
T
Shouldn’t I be dead? Christ if this is the first day of thirty I don’t know if I can hold out. 10 to 30 years might be better. The assholes laugh at me when I start to hump the post.
Fuck them. I need release. But I am denied even that! My wrists are removed from the manacles of the whipping post and the bolt that secured my shackles is pulled from the links of the chain between my ankles.
Instead of comfort the promise of my display after my flagellation is fulfilled. Course ropes are wrapped about my wrists and I am stretched between the posts. The well-heeled have tithed enough to have preferred viewing of my naked, beaten body. The court crier calls the benefactors up in the order of the size of their donations.
Wealthy men lead women- wives, girlfriends, daughters- I don’t know- past me. I am hanging meat to them. The women are told they could end up like me if they don’t behave. I suck in a deep breath and tell them “It’s worth it, girls, before you bow down to these limp dicks!”
It wasn’t my smartest move as they whip me a dozen more times…
t
Fuck them. I need release. But I am denied even that! My wrists are removed from the manacles of the whipping post and the bolt that secured my shackles is pulled from the links of the chain between my ankles.
Instead of comfort the promise of my display after my flagellation is fulfilled. Course ropes are wrapped about my wrists and I am stretched between the posts. The well-heeled have tithed enough to have preferred viewing of my naked, beaten body. The court crier calls the benefactors up in the order of the size of their donations.
Wealthy men lead women- wives, girlfriends, daughters- I don’t know- past me. I am hanging meat to them. The women are told they could end up like me if they don’t behave. I suck in a deep breath and tell them “It’s worth it, girls, before you bow down to these limp dicks!”
It wasn’t my smartest move as they whip me a dozen more times…
t
Dorothy Brown
Brown Sugar
Oh Boy have i been missing out, yesterday a telling off from the teachers now whipped within an inch of my life. i was looking at that DFN site ealier at the hanging pictures and somehow brought up a picture set with three pictures in it of a woman fucking a dog ,i almost died , that teacher should have given me the cane i am a bad mother pity it has been banned
What is the DFN site, and very little is banned at the Crux Forums... strip and lay on the bench... we have been waiting for you...
tree
tree
Dog Fucking News?
Eul, that was very, very cold...
Tree
Tree
They take their time looking over my tortured body. One of the women noticed my trembling legs and asks me “Why don’t you just confess and save yourself the pain?”
She was the first to talk to me instead of just about me. At the moment it seemed like a good idea. I have never hurt like I do now and I am so tired and weak. But I remember what Mr. Tree said about 10 to 30 years, most spent in a 2 by 3 meter cell and with Judge Admi’s court the 30 years is more likely. I sadly shake my head ‘no’. They can do this to me every day for a month and I will still take the noose over years in a cell.
The only one who showed up in non-period attire was my sister Emma. At times I have difficulty remembering she is my sister and I should love her and I must admit this is one of those times! She prances up on the platform and exclaims “Just look at you, Dorothy! You are a mess. My goodness if you were at home you’d never get the blood out the sheets!
“I’ve got to hold my dress away so your sweaty, bleeding body doesn’t soil it! And look, you shit and pissed on the stage! That’s not being a proper guest!”
She posed next to me while our picture was taken then whispered to me “I have no idea why you weren’t getting sex every night with Jimmy. If he fucks me anymore I might not be able to walk!”
“Marry him” I groan “and see how long the fun lasts.”
“I can’t do that Dorothy, I already have a husband!”
tree
She was the first to talk to me instead of just about me. At the moment it seemed like a good idea. I have never hurt like I do now and I am so tired and weak. But I remember what Mr. Tree said about 10 to 30 years, most spent in a 2 by 3 meter cell and with Judge Admi’s court the 30 years is more likely. I sadly shake my head ‘no’. They can do this to me every day for a month and I will still take the noose over years in a cell.
The only one who showed up in non-period attire was my sister Emma. At times I have difficulty remembering she is my sister and I should love her and I must admit this is one of those times! She prances up on the platform and exclaims “Just look at you, Dorothy! You are a mess. My goodness if you were at home you’d never get the blood out the sheets!
“I’ve got to hold my dress away so your sweaty, bleeding body doesn’t soil it! And look, you shit and pissed on the stage! That’s not being a proper guest!”
She posed next to me while our picture was taken then whispered to me “I have no idea why you weren’t getting sex every night with Jimmy. If he fucks me anymore I might not be able to walk!”
“Marry him” I groan “and see how long the fun lasts.”
“I can’t do that Dorothy, I already have a husband!”
tree
They take Dorothy down and lock her wrists in manacles. They weren’t necessary; Dorothy was too weak to do anything.
She wondered what was next but what next was not what she was expecting. She was allowed a bath; a warm slow soak with ‘salts’ that eased the pain of Dorothy’s welts from the whipping.
What the fuck are they doing to me? They beat the crap out of me then offer me such comforts. Mr. Tree walks in and takes a sponge and soaps and washes me. I ask him for favor. He looks at me and asks what I want.
“I have to choose between being hanged and the ’10 to 30’. Is there any chance I can try the cell for a week. Judge Admi can even have another week with me.”
tree
She wondered what was next but what next was not what she was expecting. She was allowed a bath; a warm slow soak with ‘salts’ that eased the pain of Dorothy’s welts from the whipping.
What the fuck are they doing to me? They beat the crap out of me then offer me such comforts. Mr. Tree walks in and takes a sponge and soaps and washes me. I ask him for favor. He looks at me and asks what I want.
“I have to choose between being hanged and the ’10 to 30’. Is there any chance I can try the cell for a week. Judge Admi can even have another week with me.”
tree
Dorothy Brown
Brown Sugar
My Sister Emma Fucking My Jimmy, That`s News To Me, I Will Kill Her When She Comes Round This Afternoon, Better Still Fill Her Pussy With Super Glue
DFN, Mr Tree, Dark Fetish Network. pop it in Google it will show you the way. then join, it`s free, every kink under to sun in there lot`s of pictures, someone just sent me 600 hangings ,i`m a popular lady. the only thing you would have to pay for is videos but you don`t really need them
DFN, Mr Tree, Dark Fetish Network. pop it in Google it will show you the way. then join, it`s free, every kink under to sun in there lot`s of pictures, someone just sent me 600 hangings ,i`m a popular lady. the only thing you would have to pay for is videos but you don`t really need them
Dorothy do not kill your sister, that might get you in more trouble than your traffic tickets
Tree does find the Super Glue idea intriguing but must admit he forwarded this part to Persecutor R. Rodent for consideration of charges (not for the super glue part, he wants to watch that, but to do that implies Emma would trust being naked around you and thus you either practice incestuous lesbian sex or you are a witch....)
T
sorry
Tree does find the Super Glue idea intriguing but must admit he forwarded this part to Persecutor R. Rodent for consideration of charges (not for the super glue part, he wants to watch that, but to do that implies Emma would trust being naked around you and thus you either practice incestuous lesbian sex or you are a witch....)
T
sorry
