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jonesygirl
Tribunica Potestas
Belinda is a young torturer's apprentice and thoroughly enjoys her training. Soon she will be a fully licensed torturer specializing in the extraction of confessions from witches. She is the "niece" of lord Herbert Fitzroy but many folk reckon the family connection is much closer than that. Herbert often paid comfort visits to his sisters in law while their husbands were fighting wars or sailing the high seas.
Belinda had an inventive mind and was always looking for ways of making life more uncomfortable for her victims. She recently pointed out that the wooden pony contraptions that her uncle used needed improving by the addition of many metal spikes and leather straps to hold the witch's thighs in place while she received a whipping. A chain around her neck would also help keep her upright. Belinda has just received delivery of the alleged witch Barbaria and is testing her new improvements.
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Nice story but Belinda needed to get over the word 'victims'... They are sinners, some seeking redemption and others totally unrepentant and dare to claim they are innocent!!!
Tree
The morning of July 31, 2016 Barbara Moore sits at her computer.
She thinks 'There is no way a small village like Little Brampton could have hanged all those innocent young women! Surely Jonesrgirl is making this up or at least embellishing it quite a bit'.
She makes an online reservation at the local time travel office and is delighted to find the have an opening that very afternoon. Just after lunch she arrives there and is strapped into the time machine.
She asks shouldn't she have a period correct outfit on and they assure her it's on the way back from the cleaners (leaving out the detail the last woman that wore it had it on when she lost life at the headsman's chopping block!) and all Barb had to do was stay out sight for a half hour. Unfortunately when she was sent back she arrived naked in the small village near Little Brampton and was immediately captured by the witch hunter Tree. Realizing such a brazen witch that would dare appear in the nude on the Lord's Day was beyond his skills and bound her and marched her to Little Brampton to be properly assessed prior to begin executed for her sins...
She thinks 'There is no way a small village like Little Brampton could have hanged all those innocent young women! Surely Jonesrgirl is making this up or at least embellishing it quite a bit'.
She makes an online reservation at the local time travel office and is delighted to find the have an opening that very afternoon. Just after lunch she arrives there and is strapped into the time machine.
She asks shouldn't she have a period correct outfit on and they assure her it's on the way back from the cleaners (leaving out the detail the last woman that wore it had it on when she lost life at the headsman's chopping block!) and all Barb had to do was stay out sight for a half hour. Unfortunately when she was sent back she arrived naked in the small village near Little Brampton and was immediately captured by the witch hunter Tree. Realizing such a brazen witch that would dare appear in the nude on the Lord's Day was beyond his skills and bound her and marched her to Little Brampton to be properly assessed prior to begin executed for her sins...
View attachment 403480 Next time I better use a different time travel office!
Probably but you are there now!!! Sigh... why does this always happen to her???
Clever manip!!! Giggle ... beam me up Scottie! Or should I be concerned about having my molecules scrambled like that?
Patience, Witch Barbara...
Somehow Barb is transported back to Monday, Aug 1, 2016 before suffering inquisition in Little Brampton but all is not well. She finds herself in a cell in the jail not far from the coffee shop in Pacific, Missouri. Tree comes to visit her...
"Tree, what is going on?" She demands.
"The time machine is malfunctioning. Where did you travel to?"
"Medieval Little Brampton"
"Really?! I had an ancestor that worked in the next village! He was a renowned witch-hunter and hangman back in the day! Stay away from him!!!"
"It's a little late for that. The idiots at the time travel company beamed me stack naked into the middle of his village and he arrested me almost the moment I arrived! Now find me some clothes and get me out of here!"
But before Tree could the malfunctioning time machine beams Barb back to the dungeon in Little Brampton's church cellar!!!
T
The Fallen Angel
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Belinda has just finished her shift in the dungeon but in her place we will shortly see young Charlotte, another of Fitzroy's neices who has a similar penchant for inflicting great pain upon tender female flesh. She will be very happy to continue the interrogation of the alleged Witch Barbaria and is confident of a full confession. She also enjoys her training and is keen to test one of her theories which will be revealed next time. She is also an advocate of practising torture while completely naked.
English village churches have crypts (with coffins and bones in the spookiest ones, good for dungeons),
it's the pubs that have cellars (with barrels and casks and maybe wenches)
jonesygirl
Tribunica Potestas
Look out for a change in appearance of Barbaria. Some powerful witches have the power of shape shifting.
oh-o.... I hope none of this 'shape shifting' includes Barbaria's neck getting longer as she hands from the noose
Tree
...or maybe
Barbara Moore is transported back to Little Brampton from 2016. She is dressed to be presented before the town elders and vicars, not for her modesty but so they would not have to gaze upon the naked flesh of a wench who has taken up with Lucifer! The jailer, a slim but muscular man named Angus warns her to behave at her proceeding and confess to being stained by sin and beg for the mercy of the court. Barb asks “And if I do what happens?”
“If you are convincing you will be bound to the whipping post in the square and receive 50 to 100 lashed to chase the devil from your body” he explains.
“That would shred my skin!”
“Precisely the point… Satan will leave you as you are a scarred vessel unable to seduce man or woman but you will be alive” he says. “But that requires a unanimous decision.”
“And if it not unanimous” Barb asks.
“If three fourths of the panel concurs your mercy will be a swift beheading in the town square at midday on market day.”
“If five of the eight concur you will be hanged in square at opening of market day but you will be allowed to wear the clothing you were arrested in so you can have a shred of dignity when you are hanged.”
“I wasn’t wearing clothing when I was arrested” Barb exclaims.
“Then you will be hanged all the same with what you did not wear when you captured.”
“What happens if I don’t get five votes?” Barb asks.
“You will incur the inquisition. I have never seen a wench not break and confess to her heresy. Spare you the pain” Angus says with an almost gentle pleading voice.
He leads me to a room in the church with my wrists bound behind my back. He whispers “Kneel before your judges. It is your only chance to survive.” I have decided to follow his advice and do my best to placate the court knowing the more time I buy the better the chance the time machine will be repaired and I can get out this.
merely time traveled here from the year 2016. I realize the time I come from you would consider sinful and hedonistic by I assure you I am no “Satan’s bride”.
Behind me I hear Angus slap his forehead. I think he doubts the wisdom of my reply…
-Barb
Tree
“If you are convincing you will be bound to the whipping post in the square and receive 50 to 100 lashed to chase the devil from your body” he explains.
“That would shred my skin!”
“Precisely the point… Satan will leave you as you are a scarred vessel unable to seduce man or woman but you will be alive” he says. “But that requires a unanimous decision.”
“And if it not unanimous” Barb asks.
“If three fourths of the panel concurs your mercy will be a swift beheading in the town square at midday on market day.”
“If five of the eight concur you will be hanged in square at opening of market day but you will be allowed to wear the clothing you were arrested in so you can have a shred of dignity when you are hanged.”
“I wasn’t wearing clothing when I was arrested” Barb exclaims.
“Then you will be hanged all the same with what you did not wear when you captured.”
“What happens if I don’t get five votes?” Barb asks.
“You will incur the inquisition. I have never seen a wench not break and confess to her heresy. Spare you the pain” Angus says with an almost gentle pleading voice.
He leads me to a room in the church with my wrists bound behind my back. He whispers “Kneel before your judges. It is your only chance to survive.” I have decided to follow his advice and do my best to placate the court knowing the more time I buy the better the chance the time machine will be repaired and I can get out this.
merely time traveled here from the year 2016. I realize the time I come from you would consider sinful and hedonistic by I assure you I am no “Satan’s bride”.
Behind me I hear Angus slap his forehead. I think he doubts the wisdom of my reply…
-Barb
Tree
I would hate to hear what Little Brampton's elders and vicars assess of your answer...He has an answer for every if ...
Barb did rather well when the elders and vicars of Little Brampton assigned her to the attention of the inquisitors. They had never seen such a wench last more than a half day suspended in strappado!
She continued to spew this absurd claim she had traveled from some unimaginable time in the future and even claimed she did so without a witch’s broom! What would be next… the earth is not flat and the earth spins and the sun and the stars do not rotate over Little Brampton?
Damn (excuse the writer’s profane speech, please) but that is exactly what she says! She even dares to say men are ‘Satan’ and the devil doesn’t exist! It was unanimous she must be hanged but Little Brampton has such a backlog of sinful wenches needing the attention of the noose they ship Barbara Moore to the small nearby village known as Norwest Arkansaw (Northwest Arkansas for those using a translator to read) to have her neck attended to by the local hangman The Hanging Tree.
Her last night was less than pleasant…
Tree
She continued to spew this absurd claim she had traveled from some unimaginable time in the future and even claimed she did so without a witch’s broom! What would be next… the earth is not flat and the earth spins and the sun and the stars do not rotate over Little Brampton?
Damn (excuse the writer’s profane speech, please) but that is exactly what she says! She even dares to say men are ‘Satan’ and the devil doesn’t exist! It was unanimous she must be hanged but Little Brampton has such a backlog of sinful wenches needing the attention of the noose they ship Barbara Moore to the small nearby village known as Norwest Arkansaw (Northwest Arkansas for those using a translator to read) to have her neck attended to by the local hangman The Hanging Tree.
Her last night was less than pleasant…
Tree
Would it help if I also claimed I did not cause the great crash of the summer of 2013?
Nope ... guess that didn't help any either. The vicars just shook their heads and said they never heard of CruxForums.
Didn't they even have 'dial-up' then???