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I dont think the Roman's ever crucified children, I would like to think that the Roman's had some compassion!
 
How about something a little darker.

Death Row Prisoner #56463 awaiting her fate in her cell. She has spent the last year and a half locked in this small concrete box, she had been arrested for the distribution of revolutionary ideas and inciting a riot that caused the deaths of several members of Public Security.
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Prison staff arrive for morning inspection, today the prison doctor has come as well for her weekly evaluation. He runs his hand over her fertile swell feeling what the guards had left within her some nine months before. He prods her deep within her checking her cervix with his fingers, and listening to the sounds within her belly with a wooden Pinard Horn.
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He stands and approaches a new figure at the inspection, the Warden, he nods in response to her questions. Satisfied with the Doctor's findings the black uniformed woman approaches Prisoner #56463 and reads from the contents of an official looking envelope.

"Prisoner #56463 your appeal For clemency has been denied. Also Per Official Order #771 for the reduction of state wards. The date of your execution has been advanced to the current date to be carried out in the punishment field in one hours time. finally due to the circumstances of your execution the murder of your unborn will be added to your crimes. With this murder you are no longer eligible for a merciful death by injection. Instead you will be hanged slowly, one inch above the ground and allowed to suffer for your crimes as long as possible."

Prisoner #56463 could only stare up at the warden, the horror of what she heard dawning on her.
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As the cell for is shut and locked and the Warden and her entourage leave the prisoner to her final hour. Prisoner #56463 can only weep bitterly at her cruel fate alone in her cell.
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Darksider14 said:
How about something a little darker.

Death Row Prisoner #56463 awaiting her fate in her cell. She has spent the last year and a half locked in this small concrete box, she had been arrested for the distribution of revolutionary ideas and inciting a riot that caused the deaths of several members of Public Security.
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Prison staff arrive for morning inspection, today the prison doctor has come as well for her weekly evaluation. He runs his hand over her fertile swell feeling what the guards had left within her some nine months before. He prods her deep within her checking her cervix with his fingers, and listening to the sounds within her belly with a wooden Pinard Horn.
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He stands and approaches a new figure at the inspection, the Warden, he nods in response to her questions. Satisfied with the Doctor's findings the black uniformed woman approaches Prisoner #56463 and reads from the contents of an official looking envelope.

"Prisoner #56463 your appeal For clemency has been denied. Also Per Official Order #771 for the reduction of state wards. The date of your execution has been advanced to the current date to be carried out in the punishment field in one hours time. finally due to the circumstances of your execution the murder of your unborn will be added to your crimes. With this murder you are no longer eligible for a merciful death by injection. Instead you will be hanged slowly, one inch above the ground and allowed to suffer for your crimes as long as possible."

Prisoner #56463 could only stare up at the warden, the horror of what she heard dawning on her.
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As the cell for is shut and locked and the Warden and her entourage leave the prisoner to her final hour. Prisoner #56463 can only weep bitterly at her cruel fate alone in her cell.
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Makes me wish I was pregnant.
 
Darksider14 said:
How about something a little darker.

Death Row Prisoner #56463 awaiting her fate in her cell. She has spent the last year and a half locked in this small concrete box, she had been arrested for the distribution of revolutionary ideas and inciting a riot that caused the deaths of several members of Public Security.
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Prison staff arrive for morning inspection, today the prison doctor has come as well for her weekly evaluation. He runs his hand over her fertile swell feeling what the guards had left within her some nine months before. He prods her deep within her checking her cervix with his fingers, and listening to the sounds within her belly with a wooden Pinard Horn.
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He stands and approaches a new figure at the inspection, the Warden, he nods in response to her questions. Satisfied with the Doctor's findings the black uniformed woman approaches Prisoner #56463 and reads from the contents of an official looking envelope.

"Prisoner #56463 your appeal For clemency has been denied. Also Per Official Order #771 for the reduction of state wards. The date of your execution has been advanced to the current date to be carried out in the punishment field in one hours time. finally due to the circumstances of your execution the murder of your unborn will be added to your crimes. With this murder you are no longer eligible for a merciful death by injection. Instead you will be hanged slowly, one inch above the ground and allowed to suffer for your crimes as long as possible."

Prisoner #56463 could only stare up at the warden, the horror of what she heard dawning on her.
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As the cell for is shut and locked and the Warden and her entourage leave the prisoner to her final hour. Prisoner #56463 can only weep bitterly at her cruel fate alone in her cell.
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And they time things so well that as she slowly strangles on the rope she endured the pain of childbirth- a final act of humiliation and pain.
 
cynthia the inocent said:
I dont want to condemn somebody's kink, but it doesn't seem like a good idea for a pregnant woman to be participating in BDSM or other dangerous activities.
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I felt enormously submissive when I was pregnant. I had a deep urning in me to serve the man who had impregnated me, a primal urge maybe.

We never did anything dangerous but there was light bondage. It was totally fine and safe.
 
I actually had an idea for a story recently about a condemned maternity ward.

Condemned women who got pregnant from rape by the guards wouldn’t be put to death until they give birth.

A large ward where pregnant woman were kept naked with no comfort. When one girl went into labour the others knew what was ahead for her.

Hours of childbirth with no pain relief and once the baby dropped it would immediately be taken to be raised for the war effort. The mother would be dragged, sweaty, covered in piss, shit and embryonic fluid to gallows where her worn out body would immediately be short drop hanged.

Not sure if it’s a bit strong but I kinda liked it as a horror story.
 
CondemnedKat said:
I actually had an idea for a story recently about a condemned maternity ward.

Condemned women who got pregnant from rape by the guards wouldn’t be put to death until they give birth.

A large ward where pregnant woman were kept naked with no comfort. When one girl went into labour the others knew what was ahead for her.

Hours of childbirth with no pain relief and once the baby dropped it would immediately be taken to be raised for the war effort. The mother would be dragged, sweaty, covered in piss, shit and embryonic fluid to gallows where her worn out body would immediately be short drop hanged.

Not sure if it’s a bit strong but I kinda liked it as a horror story.
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some what matches a Fantasy i had afther seeing pictures of the old Soviet era wards in eastern Europe.
Row upon row of cold uncomfortable steel framed beds. The only sounds are the Whimpers and Groans of pain coming form the poor laboring women unlucky enough to have been selected for the governments Population Stabilization Program and totally not breeding camps for slave labor. The Echo of footsteps as an uncaring staff patrols the ward.
 
Darksider14 said:
some what matches a Fantasy i had afther seeing pictures of the old Soviet era wards in eastern Europe.
Row upon row of cold uncomfortable steel framed beds. The only sounds are the Whimpers and Groans of pain coming form the poor laboring women unlucky enough to have been selected for the governments Population Stabilization Program and totally not breeding camps for slave labor. The Echo of footsteps as an uncaring staff patrols the ward.
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Medical staff simply there to save the babies. The mothers know their terrible fate, they can see the gallows from the ward window, watching new mothers writhing in their death dance.
 
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