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Princess Laetitia And Palace Intrigue

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“We are not fools” Prosecutor Jollyrei snarls.
Certainly not. We are gentlemen of education, law and the Holy mother church. The fact that we wear wigs, red gowns, and lots of jewelery does not make us fools. :confused::cool:

I have never lost a case. I can't remember the last case I lost. :eek:;)
You are ignorant asses, I am innocent and you know it.

I know nothing of the sort. Not my job to recognize innocence, is it?
 
Certainly not. We are gentlemen of education, law and the Holy mother church. The fact that we wear wigs, red gowns, and lots of jewelery does not make us fools. :confused::cool:

I have never lost a case. I can't remember the last case I lost. :eek:;)

No, indeed. It was ages ago.

What, Barb? Well, yesterday was ages ago!
 
I sweat heavily in the sweltering humid heat. Before me a noose sways in the light breeze. Beyond the noose a crowd waits for me to... no, demands that I am hanged!

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I am drawn to the noose like a moth to a flame. There is no need for the guards to force me to the rope. It is as if Princess Laetitia beckons me to join her. The hangman pulls the noose over my head and around my neck as I stare straight ahead.

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Is normal to be aroused? My pussy is oozing juices down my thighs. Besides the hangman Constable Madiosi and Professor Barbara Moore are on the platform with me however I am the only one naked, bound and noosed. Barb wears a long hooded robe. I wonder if she has clothes on underneath it. I image her nude beneath it with her nipples tumescent and her pussy as hot and moist as mine.

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The constable steps forward and opens a scroll the loudly proclaims “Hear ye, hear ye, on this spot some five centuries ago in the old capital of the Tree Kingdom the Princess Laetitia was hanged for treason, murder, and attempted murder. Before you stand the convict Laetitia, condemned to be hanged by the neck until dead for high crimes against the Brampton Diocese…”

He rambles on but I have heard all I need to hear. I look down at the weathered decking that is covered with mold and stained beneath my feet where others who have died here defecated and pissed for their last time as they lost their battle with the noose. When I read the account of Princess Laetitia I wondered what it would be like to be brought before a crowd naked and be hanged. I am all too close to finding out.

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I am brought back to my reality as the crowd cheers and a church bell tolls.

Constable Madiosi has just announced that immediately after the noon Angelus Laetitia would be hanged. While the last strike of the clapper against the bell still echoes in the old foundation beneath Laetitia a slave-bard is whipped once and begins turning pushing the bar in circles unaware that instead of grinding beans she is wrapping the rope around a spindle that will lift Laetitia to her death!

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The noose slides up my neck and begins to pull me from the gallows’ deck. I lift my heels from the weathered wood but there is only so much I can stretch before my toes leave the gallows’ floor.

Shit, I am hanged!

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I look down at the deck drifting away below my feet.

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I feel my neck stretching as my body tugs against the noose. I am surprised I can still breathe albeit with a more effort. I try to beg them to let me down but all that leaves my mouth is garbled squawks.

-Laetitia

TREE
 
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