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JD & LL proudly present: the Cold and the Brave
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Lord Ludwig
Magistrate
I always hope someone will appreciate my story... sigh. OK there should be a smiling face here, but even emoji's are undermining my efforts...
Harsh Martinet
Consul
I muost certainly appreciate it!!!
Lord Ludwig
Magistrate
Thanks Wulf. I have to admit however that the jug counter was entirely JD's idea.
wulf
God-Emperor
Oh yes.... I meant to give him the credit for that.
Lord Ludwig
Magistrate
Nunc est bibendum (III)
And so, a new kind of ordeal by water begun for Merida. The first jug was bad. The second was a lot worse. By the third she doubted she would survive. By the fourth she hoped she would not.
When the fifth jug had been delivered, the baron decided to test Merida’s reactions. He rubbed at her clit, then pinched a nipple. Through unfocused eyes the girl looked at him.
“Ah, still with us. A little less defiant, maybe. I’ll have the pleasure of delivering your final toast in person. Any advice, Gareth?”
“Slowly but steady will do it, my Lord. By now, every small gulp will hurt her terribly. Don’t pour too much at once, but keep her on the edge”.
And so, a new kind of ordeal by water begun for Merida. The first jug was bad. The second was a lot worse. By the third she doubted she would survive. By the fourth she hoped she would not.
When the fifth jug had been delivered, the baron decided to test Merida’s reactions. He rubbed at her clit, then pinched a nipple. Through unfocused eyes the girl looked at him.
“Ah, still with us. A little less defiant, maybe. I’ll have the pleasure of delivering your final toast in person. Any advice, Gareth?”
“Slowly but steady will do it, my Lord. By now, every small gulp will hurt her terribly. Don’t pour too much at once, but keep her on the edge”.
wulf
God-Emperor
Lovely work by both of you, and very arousing.
Looking forward to more of the poor things ordeal.
Lord Ludwig
Magistrate
Horse with no Mane (I)
When the last jug had been forced down Merida’s throat, she was released. Every movement now caused her pain and nausea. She wanted to pee, she wanted to throw up, but those efforts seemed beyond her. She barely realized behind her the contraption was being rearranged. Then they tied her wrists, pulled them wide up and forced her to take place on the wooden beam that had previously supported her back. With horror she realized a metal cover had been affixed to the central part, with a much sharper edge. When she was forced down on it, the pain in her genitals made even the pain of her inflated belly subside.
“So” said the baron “I’ll leave you to meditate and rest for a few hours. Alas, I cannot dedicate all of my time to you, even if I would like nothing else. If you enjoyed your drinks we can repeat the procedure tomorrow, right Gareth?”
“Of course, my Lord. And water is not the only liquid available in large quantities. I’ll check the horse stables this evening”.
“Right you are! A change of meals enhances the appetite; thus, a different drink will surely provide more enjoyment!”
When the last jug had been forced down Merida’s throat, she was released. Every movement now caused her pain and nausea. She wanted to pee, she wanted to throw up, but those efforts seemed beyond her. She barely realized behind her the contraption was being rearranged. Then they tied her wrists, pulled them wide up and forced her to take place on the wooden beam that had previously supported her back. With horror she realized a metal cover had been affixed to the central part, with a much sharper edge. When she was forced down on it, the pain in her genitals made even the pain of her inflated belly subside.
“So” said the baron “I’ll leave you to meditate and rest for a few hours. Alas, I cannot dedicate all of my time to you, even if I would like nothing else. If you enjoyed your drinks we can repeat the procedure tomorrow, right Gareth?”
“Of course, my Lord. And water is not the only liquid available in large quantities. I’ll check the horse stables this evening”.
“Right you are! A change of meals enhances the appetite; thus, a different drink will surely provide more enjoyment!”
Harsh Martinet
Consul
Just keeps getting better and better....art AND story....perfect combination
Harsh Martinet
Consul
Pic 3. A beautiful perspective!
Lord Ludwig
Magistrate
Horse with no Mane (II)
Merida was left on her own. No chance of escaping, she would not have found the strength to lift herself off the wooden horse even if she had not been tied. After a few moments, she started to pee. Then she started to retch. No end seemed to come to both flows. Miserable hours passed; a little at a time she got rid of the water she had been forced to swallow, the sickness abated; however, the pain in her genitals grew worse and worse.
She had lost cognition of time, but it was probably late afternoon when the baron returned. This time he was accompanied not only by Gareth and a few henchmen, but also by inquisitor Iucundus.
“As you can see, Father” said the baron “the witch has been prepared for questioning”.
“You have not tortured her without my presence, I hope? You know the church dictates strict times and procedures!”
“Of course not, Father. Just a little rough handling any miscreant is entitled to. We gave her a few lashes, and accommodated her the way you see”.
“Hmm, well, I will let this pass for now. How do you intend to proceed from here?”
Merida was left on her own. No chance of escaping, she would not have found the strength to lift herself off the wooden horse even if she had not been tied. After a few moments, she started to pee. Then she started to retch. No end seemed to come to both flows. Miserable hours passed; a little at a time she got rid of the water she had been forced to swallow, the sickness abated; however, the pain in her genitals grew worse and worse.
She had lost cognition of time, but it was probably late afternoon when the baron returned. This time he was accompanied not only by Gareth and a few henchmen, but also by inquisitor Iucundus.
“As you can see, Father” said the baron “the witch has been prepared for questioning”.
“You have not tortured her without my presence, I hope? You know the church dictates strict times and procedures!”
“Of course not, Father. Just a little rough handling any miscreant is entitled to. We gave her a few lashes, and accommodated her the way you see”.
“Hmm, well, I will let this pass for now. How do you intend to proceed from here?”
Davec5299
Magistrate
I look forward every day to the next three images of this exciting story, and now I can't wait for the inquisitor to get started, especially with a name like that. Remembering some of JD's other works, I can imagine the kind of torments that await the lovely Merida, and with her feisty attitude, nubile body, pretty face and girlish freckles she makes a very attractive subject for the inquisitor's evil attentions.
Well done so far, and please take the next stage of your story slowly and leave no detail omitted. Thank you.
Well done so far, and please take the next stage of your story slowly and leave no detail omitted. Thank you.
Lord Ludwig
Magistrate
Great story and art collaboration!! Please make it a long story until the end
I will address these much appreciated reactions and suggestions once the story comes to an end... I hardly can do so now without spoilering.
Lord Ludwig
Magistrate
You can’t always stretch who you want (I)
“Well, we will start with this here” said the baron, picking up a small iron contraption. He showed it to Merida, still on the wooden horse.
“It’s called a thumbscrew, but it can be used on any finger. Or toe. It squeezes till the bones, eventually shatter. The pain, they tell me, is horrible, and the fractures never heal properly. Let’s begin with a pinkie and…”
“I confess” said Merida loud and clear.
“Wh-WHAT?” said the flabbergasted baron.
“Let her speak!” commanded Iucundus.
“You heard me. I am a witch. I evoked demons. I cast spells. I am also a spy. And an assassin. And a jaywalker. I made livestock go sick, trees wither and your dicks go limp. I slaughtered whole villages starting with the infants. I killed Julius fucking Caesar!”
“Woman, respect your superiors and weigh your words well. Penalty for witchcraft and consorting with demons is being burned at the stake. Do you confirm or do you retract your words?”
“I confirm everything. I would burn anyway eventually, so let us be done with it.”
“So be it. Baron, release this woman immediately. From this instant she is a repentant soul, in custody of the church. You will place her in one of your cells, but two of my monks will stand guard and make sure she suffers no further abuse, while you prepare everything for her execution tomorrow morning”.
“But… but I wanted to see her on the rack! I bought a new model at memberofalegendaryraceoffemalewarriors.en!”
“Do not make me repeat myself, baron!”
“Well, we will start with this here” said the baron, picking up a small iron contraption. He showed it to Merida, still on the wooden horse.
“It’s called a thumbscrew, but it can be used on any finger. Or toe. It squeezes till the bones, eventually shatter. The pain, they tell me, is horrible, and the fractures never heal properly. Let’s begin with a pinkie and…”
“I confess” said Merida loud and clear.
“Wh-WHAT?” said the flabbergasted baron.
“Let her speak!” commanded Iucundus.
“You heard me. I am a witch. I evoked demons. I cast spells. I am also a spy. And an assassin. And a jaywalker. I made livestock go sick, trees wither and your dicks go limp. I slaughtered whole villages starting with the infants. I killed Julius fucking Caesar!”
“Woman, respect your superiors and weigh your words well. Penalty for witchcraft and consorting with demons is being burned at the stake. Do you confirm or do you retract your words?”
“I confirm everything. I would burn anyway eventually, so let us be done with it.”
“So be it. Baron, release this woman immediately. From this instant she is a repentant soul, in custody of the church. You will place her in one of your cells, but two of my monks will stand guard and make sure she suffers no further abuse, while you prepare everything for her execution tomorrow morning”.
“But… but I wanted to see her on the rack! I bought a new model at memberofalegendaryraceoffemalewarriors.en!”
“Do not make me repeat myself, baron!”
Lord Ludwig
Magistrate
"We are playing for high stakes and she does not meet our high quality standards". Yes, I could have used such a line.