My best in over a decade here? Either Tree is getting better or Barb is just coddling him!!!Tree, that was one of your very best written episodes ever! I loved it for the clever dialogue, subtle irony and characterizations..
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Punishment of women through the ages
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I liked it.
kendelo
Tribune
There are two possibilities here-
A-Barb wants to borrow the Mustang.
B-Barb thinks you've done a pretty darn good story.
Personally, I think you've done a pretty darn good story.
Rachel’s trip to the Prisión de Los Condenados has not gone well for her. First, she was sent there sentenced to be executed for her crime. When she arrived there, she was stripped of her clothing and not given a prison gown. Having her prison pictures taken while she was naked was embarrassing and humiliating.
Her meeting with Joan Tree was unpleasant as it was explained to her the guards had complete control of her so long as she ‘appeared’ healthy for her execution.
It was made clear to Rachel that although Joan did not have a job at the prison, she was the person actually running it.
Then there was her meeting with Prof. Barbara Moore where the only good news Barb had was Rachel was not going to be shot to death but hanged naked before a crowd of Santa Diablians.
There is something about being condemned to death. Though Rachel still did not understand what her crimes were, she quickly became resigned to the reality she had only days left to live. Rachel even tried to comfort herself trying to convince herself how good she would look when she dangled naked by her neck in front of the crowd that would gather to see her hanged.
Back at the hotel Barb and Messaline were staying at, Barb seemed somewhat upset President Largo could not be convinced to commute Rachel’s sentence. Messaline did her best to convince Barbara she had done all she could do to save Rachel’s life but sometimes there is no circumventing the local laws and they determined Rachel must be put to death.
A few days before Rachel’s execution, Messa breaks what she thinks is exciting news to Barbara while they were showering. In a proud voice she says “I had a meeting with President Pene Largo and he agreed to hang Rachel with one of my premium French nooses!”
Barb, completely unaware of what a ‘premium French noose’ is asks “It will still kill Rachel, won’t it?”
“Of course it will- she has been sentenced to death. But at least it won’t tear up her flesh as she hangs from it!” Messa exclaims.
Barb felt a bit better after her orgasm…
As the days crept closer to her execution, Rachel learned the hard way what the guards could do to her. They enjoyed forcing her to have sex with them in less than gentlemanly ways.
The women guards liked to cuff her to the bars in the prison and make her cum using their billy-sticks as dildos.
And then there was Bull who liked to tightly tie her in defenseless positions and fill her ass with his unnaturally large cock.
He loved to mock Rachel and tell her how much she’d rather have sex this way than be hanging by her neck in front of all that would come to see her hanged. Rachel didn’t quite agree…
Her meeting with Joan Tree was unpleasant as it was explained to her the guards had complete control of her so long as she ‘appeared’ healthy for her execution.
It was made clear to Rachel that although Joan did not have a job at the prison, she was the person actually running it.
Then there was her meeting with Prof. Barbara Moore where the only good news Barb had was Rachel was not going to be shot to death but hanged naked before a crowd of Santa Diablians.
There is something about being condemned to death. Though Rachel still did not understand what her crimes were, she quickly became resigned to the reality she had only days left to live. Rachel even tried to comfort herself trying to convince herself how good she would look when she dangled naked by her neck in front of the crowd that would gather to see her hanged.
Back at the hotel Barb and Messaline were staying at, Barb seemed somewhat upset President Largo could not be convinced to commute Rachel’s sentence. Messaline did her best to convince Barbara she had done all she could do to save Rachel’s life but sometimes there is no circumventing the local laws and they determined Rachel must be put to death.
A few days before Rachel’s execution, Messa breaks what she thinks is exciting news to Barbara while they were showering. In a proud voice she says “I had a meeting with President Pene Largo and he agreed to hang Rachel with one of my premium French nooses!”
Barb, completely unaware of what a ‘premium French noose’ is asks “It will still kill Rachel, won’t it?”
“Of course it will- she has been sentenced to death. But at least it won’t tear up her flesh as she hangs from it!” Messa exclaims.
Barb felt a bit better after her orgasm…
As the days crept closer to her execution, Rachel learned the hard way what the guards could do to her. They enjoyed forcing her to have sex with them in less than gentlemanly ways.
The women guards liked to cuff her to the bars in the prison and make her cum using their billy-sticks as dildos.
And then there was Bull who liked to tightly tie her in defenseless positions and fill her ass with his unnaturally large cock.
He loved to mock Rachel and tell her how much she’d rather have sex this way than be hanging by her neck in front of all that would come to see her hanged. Rachel didn’t quite agree…
Friday evening, the day before Rachel is to be hanged to death naked before a crowd of Santa Diablians…
Rachel is brought to the prison’s infirmary. Already naked, there is no need to make her strip as she is already prepared to be examined. Rachel does not understand why she must have a medical exam since she will be quite dead tomorrow. The doctor admonishes her saying “We are not a backward country. It is important to show the world you are suitably healthy enough to be hanged to death.”
Rachel did not comprehend the logic of this and hardly understood why the nurse had her lean over a table and exam her ass. It was uncomfortable and embarrassing as the nurse shoved more of her fingers in Rachel’s rear, but she was fortunate she was experienced having Bull’s massive cock shoved up her bowels more times than she cares to remember.
At the end of her inspection, the nurse checked her heartbeat and triumphantly says to her boss “This one should dance wonderfully as she hangs by her neck!”
Her boss painful twists Rachel’s breast and says “I can’t wait to see these shake while the noose chokes her to death.”
None of this was done with any concern for how Rachel felt about being pawed and groped by the prison’s staff.
The crew leaves Rachel locked in the infirmary telling her a guard would be by to get her in a while. Alone in the room, Rachel is both terribly bored yet painfully aware the minutes she is alive are fleeting rapidly. She is startled when a man walks in. He is casually dressed and carrying a drink with him. Nervously Rachel grabs a towel and covers her front side. She says anxiously “Is it time? Are you the hangman?”
“No, I’m just a carpenter. What took so long? I just wanted to know what you weigh” the man replies.
“They gave me whole exam. It was terrible what they did to me! They shoved their hands where there was no need to” Rachel says.
“Did they weigh you” the man says.
“Yes, I am 55 kilograms, whatever that is in pounds. Why?”
Tree figures it better not to tell her he has to test the noose to make sure it will be sufficient to hang her and says “Professional curiosity. I put up the gallows in the square. Wanted to make sure it was strong enough.”
Tree does not add it should only take a couple sandbags to find out is the noose the French woman supplied would hold her when she is hanged.
Although exhausted, Rachel gets little sleep her last night alive. Early in the morning she is placed in a pillory where the archbishop from the Cruxton Abbey comes to see her. In a pious voice, the archbishop says “I have come to hear your confession and bestow your last rites.”
Rachel exclaims “I have nothing to confess. I signed a contract with their president, and they are going to hang me for that!”
“I am told you bribed him. Is that not true” the archbishop asks.
“I gave him a tribute to consider our offer. There is nothing wrong with that” Rachel nearly yells.
“And they called it a ‘bribe’ and shot him for taking it” the archbishop says haughtily. “You bribed their president and got him shot and you think you have done nothing wrong? Since you are going to spend eternity burning in hell, I suppose it would be alright for me to fuck your sinful ass.”
The archbishop removed his ornate robe and circled behind Rachel. As he grabbed her bun and opened his trousers he said “I guess you have never had a cock shoved up your ass before.”
Rachel remembers the times the guard Bull has taken her before and says “I have had others before whether I chose to or not!”
It would not be the last time Rachel would be ass-fucked while locked in the pillory. Bull watched the archbishop rape Rachel’s ass and after the cleric left, he said “A condemned woman deserves a better job than that before she is hanged to death.”
Rachel begged him not to take her. Bull assured her it was his duty…
Rachel is brought to the prison’s infirmary. Already naked, there is no need to make her strip as she is already prepared to be examined. Rachel does not understand why she must have a medical exam since she will be quite dead tomorrow. The doctor admonishes her saying “We are not a backward country. It is important to show the world you are suitably healthy enough to be hanged to death.”
Rachel did not comprehend the logic of this and hardly understood why the nurse had her lean over a table and exam her ass. It was uncomfortable and embarrassing as the nurse shoved more of her fingers in Rachel’s rear, but she was fortunate she was experienced having Bull’s massive cock shoved up her bowels more times than she cares to remember.
At the end of her inspection, the nurse checked her heartbeat and triumphantly says to her boss “This one should dance wonderfully as she hangs by her neck!”
Her boss painful twists Rachel’s breast and says “I can’t wait to see these shake while the noose chokes her to death.”
None of this was done with any concern for how Rachel felt about being pawed and groped by the prison’s staff.
The crew leaves Rachel locked in the infirmary telling her a guard would be by to get her in a while. Alone in the room, Rachel is both terribly bored yet painfully aware the minutes she is alive are fleeting rapidly. She is startled when a man walks in. He is casually dressed and carrying a drink with him. Nervously Rachel grabs a towel and covers her front side. She says anxiously “Is it time? Are you the hangman?”
“No, I’m just a carpenter. What took so long? I just wanted to know what you weigh” the man replies.
“They gave me whole exam. It was terrible what they did to me! They shoved their hands where there was no need to” Rachel says.
“Did they weigh you” the man says.
“Yes, I am 55 kilograms, whatever that is in pounds. Why?”
Tree figures it better not to tell her he has to test the noose to make sure it will be sufficient to hang her and says “Professional curiosity. I put up the gallows in the square. Wanted to make sure it was strong enough.”
Tree does not add it should only take a couple sandbags to find out is the noose the French woman supplied would hold her when she is hanged.
Although exhausted, Rachel gets little sleep her last night alive. Early in the morning she is placed in a pillory where the archbishop from the Cruxton Abbey comes to see her. In a pious voice, the archbishop says “I have come to hear your confession and bestow your last rites.”
Rachel exclaims “I have nothing to confess. I signed a contract with their president, and they are going to hang me for that!”
“I am told you bribed him. Is that not true” the archbishop asks.
“I gave him a tribute to consider our offer. There is nothing wrong with that” Rachel nearly yells.
“And they called it a ‘bribe’ and shot him for taking it” the archbishop says haughtily. “You bribed their president and got him shot and you think you have done nothing wrong? Since you are going to spend eternity burning in hell, I suppose it would be alright for me to fuck your sinful ass.”
The archbishop removed his ornate robe and circled behind Rachel. As he grabbed her bun and opened his trousers he said “I guess you have never had a cock shoved up your ass before.”
Rachel remembers the times the guard Bull has taken her before and says “I have had others before whether I chose to or not!”
It would not be the last time Rachel would be ass-fucked while locked in the pillory. Bull watched the archbishop rape Rachel’s ass and after the cleric left, he said “A condemned woman deserves a better job than that before she is hanged to death.”
Rachel begged him not to take her. Bull assured her it was his duty…
messaline
Crucified Amazon
Messa is too much gentle ...“Of course it will- she has been sentenced to death. But at least it won’t tear up her flesh as she hangs from it!” Messa exclaims.
Barb felt a bit better after her orgasm…
Isn't she, though?!?!?!
Loxuru
Graf von Kreuzigung
A crowd started to arrive early for Rachel’s execution. It was fortunate Tree had opened his concession stand in the morning. It always surprises him how thirsty people are when they come to see someone executed.
But there is work to be done. Tree had been paid a generous amount to assemble the gallows Rachel would be hanged from. Usually he makes the noose out of Arkansas hemp but for reasons unknown to Tree, Rachel will hang from some kind of ‘premium French noose’. He had know idea why President Largo wanted to use a foreign-made noose but his reputation was ‘hanging’- literally and figuratively- later that day from the French noose and it had to do its job.
Tree arranged for a pair of 80-pound sandbags to test if the noose was strong enough. If Rachel weighed 55 Kgs, a pair of sandbags should be adequate to see if the noose could strangle her as she hanged from it. Fortunately, the president loaned Tree a few strong men to mount the bags in the noose. The deck of the gallows groaned as he dropped the sandbags, but the noose held the weight.
The crowd, already sauced at nine-thirty in the morning, cheered wildly when the bags dropped and the noose broke their fall. Tree thought there wasn’t a friendly face there to see Rachel hanged.
Meanwhile, in the Prisión de Los Condenados Tree’s sister Joan sighed “We need to get that bitch ready for her fifteen minutes of fame.”
She put on an outfit that looked rather military besides its designer labels and had Rachel brought to her private office. Rachel was placed on a bench with her ass readily and easily exposed. Rachel glares at her and demandingly asks “What are you going to do to me?”
“Rachel, this a formal execution. I want to be sure you don’t humiliate yourself in front of the crowd when you are brought to the gallows or hanging by your neck” Joan says. She raises her voice and tells her assistant “Give this bitch her enema.”
Rachel looks over her shoulder and sees the woman holding a scringe filled with a warm white liquid. Rachel moans “You can’t be serious!”
Joan giggles and says “Oh, but I am afraid I am.”
Joan’s assistant splits Rachel’s cheeks and slips the plastic nozzle in her rectum. She squirts a liter of the enema into Rachel’s bowels. Rachel winches as the woman says “All done. Don’t try to hold it, Rachel. You won’t be able to.”
Joan sits and watches Rachel resist purging herself. With smug confidence, Joan says “Fight it if you must, but it will all come out sooner or later.”
Hours later, President Pene Largo comes to see Rachel. Her hands are bound behind her back, and she kneels before him. He takes off his uniform except for his hat. He lights up a cigar and says “I would prefer to do this on the gallows, but it would be so unpreidential.”
He grabs Rachel’s hair and pulls her head towards his erect cock. As his hard penis enters her mouth, he says “You should be honored. You are the first woman I have executed. I don’t let the male prisoners suck me off!”
After he fills her mouth with copious amounts of cum, Rachel is led out of the building to be taken to the Plaza de la Revolución where she will be hanged.
The idea Rachel is about to be executed suddenly becomes a reality…
But there is work to be done. Tree had been paid a generous amount to assemble the gallows Rachel would be hanged from. Usually he makes the noose out of Arkansas hemp but for reasons unknown to Tree, Rachel will hang from some kind of ‘premium French noose’. He had know idea why President Largo wanted to use a foreign-made noose but his reputation was ‘hanging’- literally and figuratively- later that day from the French noose and it had to do its job.
Tree arranged for a pair of 80-pound sandbags to test if the noose was strong enough. If Rachel weighed 55 Kgs, a pair of sandbags should be adequate to see if the noose could strangle her as she hanged from it. Fortunately, the president loaned Tree a few strong men to mount the bags in the noose. The deck of the gallows groaned as he dropped the sandbags, but the noose held the weight.
The crowd, already sauced at nine-thirty in the morning, cheered wildly when the bags dropped and the noose broke their fall. Tree thought there wasn’t a friendly face there to see Rachel hanged.
Meanwhile, in the Prisión de Los Condenados Tree’s sister Joan sighed “We need to get that bitch ready for her fifteen minutes of fame.”
She put on an outfit that looked rather military besides its designer labels and had Rachel brought to her private office. Rachel was placed on a bench with her ass readily and easily exposed. Rachel glares at her and demandingly asks “What are you going to do to me?”
“Rachel, this a formal execution. I want to be sure you don’t humiliate yourself in front of the crowd when you are brought to the gallows or hanging by your neck” Joan says. She raises her voice and tells her assistant “Give this bitch her enema.”
Rachel looks over her shoulder and sees the woman holding a scringe filled with a warm white liquid. Rachel moans “You can’t be serious!”
Joan giggles and says “Oh, but I am afraid I am.”
Joan’s assistant splits Rachel’s cheeks and slips the plastic nozzle in her rectum. She squirts a liter of the enema into Rachel’s bowels. Rachel winches as the woman says “All done. Don’t try to hold it, Rachel. You won’t be able to.”
Joan sits and watches Rachel resist purging herself. With smug confidence, Joan says “Fight it if you must, but it will all come out sooner or later.”
Hours later, President Pene Largo comes to see Rachel. Her hands are bound behind her back, and she kneels before him. He takes off his uniform except for his hat. He lights up a cigar and says “I would prefer to do this on the gallows, but it would be so unpreidential.”
He grabs Rachel’s hair and pulls her head towards his erect cock. As his hard penis enters her mouth, he says “You should be honored. You are the first woman I have executed. I don’t let the male prisoners suck me off!”
After he fills her mouth with copious amounts of cum, Rachel is led out of the building to be taken to the Plaza de la Revolución where she will be hanged.
The idea Rachel is about to be executed suddenly becomes a reality…
The execution of women by hanging them has quite a history. It was not necessary for the woman to have committed a crime to be hanged to death. The mere accusation she was a witch was enough to sentence her to be hanged. The earliest of such women were hanged in the 1500s. It was a formal affair with the town leaders neatly dressed to observe the woman being hanged.
She would be hoisted by her neck by strong and ‘pious’ men doing the duty of hoisting the woman into the air by the noose around her neck. Note the helmeted guard watching her execution. He thought it wiser not to mention he had slept more than once with the woman they were hanging.
One thing the Europeans imported to the ‘new world’ was the hanging of witches. The women were hanged in the town square before a solemn crowd that watched her pay with her life as she dangled to death by her neck.
The elderly woman in the crowd exclaimed “See- I told you she was a witch!” when the woman’s bladder released and she pissed as she expired.
In the Ol’ West quite a show was made when Etta was hanged for sheltering a pair of train robbers. Though she had never robbed a train, she had slept with one of the bandits and therefore should be executed. She was paraded naked to the gallows and the town’s people seemed excited to see her hanged.
She looked at the noose and hoped her hanging would please the town because she knew she would not like being hanged.
Towards the end of publicly execution prisoners, Mary Titebush was sentenced to death and be hanged in Ardmore’s city park. Being the last prisoner to be hanged with spectators watching, Mary was brought to gallows wearing only the cuffs binding her hands behind her back. She did not appreciate the sheriff wore his best uniform to her hanging and took the extra time to tighten them. When he said “I miss sleeping with you”, it hardly comforted her.
Executing prisoners is a tough job. Many studies have been made about the stress and mental anguish the condemned person might experience before and up to the time the prisoner is put to death, but there has been little research into what effects the prisoner’s execution might have on the staff performing the execution.
The crew puts on a professional look. After all, they took this job knowing they would have to execute a prisoner. The prisoner looks upset, but that is to be expected as she is about to lose her life, bit does anyone believe they are not affected by taking the prisoner’s life.
Though there has been little scientific studies done on the people of the execution crews, it can be wondered if Joan Tree enjoys the termination of her prisoners. She claims as a prison warden it is her job to supervise a prisoner’s execution.
Before you think she is just a dedicated employee doing the ugly part of her job, be aware she enjoys telling the prisoner that hanging her is the most rewarding part of her job.
As has been mentioned, most prisoners are at best resigned that they are to be put to death while most are damn scared as the noose is tightened around her neck. But you have exceptions to the rule. Kathy Summer, a notorious bank robber who was not shy about putting a police offer down was captured and condemned to death. She was brought to the gallows in the Halifax regional prison where she would be hanged. As the executioner tightened the noose around her neck, she boldly told him “Hanging me is the only way you’ll ever stop me. I am happy I never had to sleep with you!”
This did not sit well with the hangman. His last words before he pulled the lever was “Well, dance good for me while you hang by your neck.”
He pulled the lever and opened the trapdoor. Despite her arrogance, Kathy was indeed hanged and to the delight of the crowd, with a drop of less than a meter Kathy struggled to escape the tightening noose before it strangled her.
But Tree has been diverted long enough as Rachel Swaley has a date with the gallows in Plaza de la Revolución. A member of Santa Duablo’s Imperial Militia Force escorts Rachel through the dark corridors of the Prisión de Los Condenados for her execution.
The guard stares at Rachel’s breasts bouncing pertly on her chest with each step they take. With no malice in her voice, she tells Rachel “It is a good thing you are being hanged. You have been fucked to death before you served five years here.”
Rachel would have liked to prove her wrong…
She would be hoisted by her neck by strong and ‘pious’ men doing the duty of hoisting the woman into the air by the noose around her neck. Note the helmeted guard watching her execution. He thought it wiser not to mention he had slept more than once with the woman they were hanging.
One thing the Europeans imported to the ‘new world’ was the hanging of witches. The women were hanged in the town square before a solemn crowd that watched her pay with her life as she dangled to death by her neck.
The elderly woman in the crowd exclaimed “See- I told you she was a witch!” when the woman’s bladder released and she pissed as she expired.
In the Ol’ West quite a show was made when Etta was hanged for sheltering a pair of train robbers. Though she had never robbed a train, she had slept with one of the bandits and therefore should be executed. She was paraded naked to the gallows and the town’s people seemed excited to see her hanged.
She looked at the noose and hoped her hanging would please the town because she knew she would not like being hanged.
Towards the end of publicly execution prisoners, Mary Titebush was sentenced to death and be hanged in Ardmore’s city park. Being the last prisoner to be hanged with spectators watching, Mary was brought to gallows wearing only the cuffs binding her hands behind her back. She did not appreciate the sheriff wore his best uniform to her hanging and took the extra time to tighten them. When he said “I miss sleeping with you”, it hardly comforted her.
Executing prisoners is a tough job. Many studies have been made about the stress and mental anguish the condemned person might experience before and up to the time the prisoner is put to death, but there has been little research into what effects the prisoner’s execution might have on the staff performing the execution.
The crew puts on a professional look. After all, they took this job knowing they would have to execute a prisoner. The prisoner looks upset, but that is to be expected as she is about to lose her life, bit does anyone believe they are not affected by taking the prisoner’s life.
Though there has been little scientific studies done on the people of the execution crews, it can be wondered if Joan Tree enjoys the termination of her prisoners. She claims as a prison warden it is her job to supervise a prisoner’s execution.
Before you think she is just a dedicated employee doing the ugly part of her job, be aware she enjoys telling the prisoner that hanging her is the most rewarding part of her job.
As has been mentioned, most prisoners are at best resigned that they are to be put to death while most are damn scared as the noose is tightened around her neck. But you have exceptions to the rule. Kathy Summer, a notorious bank robber who was not shy about putting a police offer down was captured and condemned to death. She was brought to the gallows in the Halifax regional prison where she would be hanged. As the executioner tightened the noose around her neck, she boldly told him “Hanging me is the only way you’ll ever stop me. I am happy I never had to sleep with you!”
This did not sit well with the hangman. His last words before he pulled the lever was “Well, dance good for me while you hang by your neck.”
He pulled the lever and opened the trapdoor. Despite her arrogance, Kathy was indeed hanged and to the delight of the crowd, with a drop of less than a meter Kathy struggled to escape the tightening noose before it strangled her.
But Tree has been diverted long enough as Rachel Swaley has a date with the gallows in Plaza de la Revolución. A member of Santa Duablo’s Imperial Militia Force escorts Rachel through the dark corridors of the Prisión de Los Condenados for her execution.
The guard stares at Rachel’s breasts bouncing pertly on her chest with each step they take. With no malice in her voice, she tells Rachel “It is a good thing you are being hanged. You have been fucked to death before you served five years here.”
Rachel would have liked to prove her wrong…
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Rachel is fetched from the cell in Prisión de Los Condenados’s death row. The Guard handcuffs her and leads her down a hall where she will receive her final preparations for her execution.
Putting her in irons was more to fulfill the guard’s fantasies of his power over her. Rachel escaping the prison was nothing they were concerned about. The naked condemned woman had no chance of getting through the crowd gathered outside to see her hanged.
Still inside the prison, a guard opened one of the cuffs and brought Rachel’s hands behind her back. Rachel demanded “Is this really necessary?”
The guard squeezes the cuffs tight and says “Can’t have you grabbing at the noose.”
“I wouldn’t do that” Rachel protests.
As she sqeezes the cuffs, the guard says “Everyone tries to. But these will make sure you can’t.”
The old guard leads Rachel towards the prison’s exit. The are stopped by the guard Bull and a few of his friends. Bull says “Let me check the cuffs. I’d hate for her to scratch her neck grabbing for the rope.”
He steps behind Rachel and painfully tightens the cuffs. Casually he says “It’s a shame they are hanging you. You were the best fuck I ever had here.”
The guard escorting Rachel notes Bull is casually dressed, unlike the rest of the prison staff. Bull says “Joan Tree gave me the day off and got me VIP tickets to this wench’s hanging. She knew I’d like to see it without being on duty.”
The old guard say “You better take your seat, Bull. They’re hanging her at six.”
He leads Rachel to the prison’s freight dock, the shortest route between the prison and Plaza de la Revolución. Rachel says “I’ve never been hanged before. How am I supposed to act?”
“Try and look proud. You didn’t do nothing to get hanged for” says.
“You are the only guard that didn’t fuck me. Why didn’t you?”
“Not my style. I got a wife and kids at home. I didn’t take this job to screw prisoners…”
Putting her in irons was more to fulfill the guard’s fantasies of his power over her. Rachel escaping the prison was nothing they were concerned about. The naked condemned woman had no chance of getting through the crowd gathered outside to see her hanged.
Still inside the prison, a guard opened one of the cuffs and brought Rachel’s hands behind her back. Rachel demanded “Is this really necessary?”
The guard squeezes the cuffs tight and says “Can’t have you grabbing at the noose.”
“I wouldn’t do that” Rachel protests.
As she sqeezes the cuffs, the guard says “Everyone tries to. But these will make sure you can’t.”
The old guard leads Rachel towards the prison’s exit. The are stopped by the guard Bull and a few of his friends. Bull says “Let me check the cuffs. I’d hate for her to scratch her neck grabbing for the rope.”
He steps behind Rachel and painfully tightens the cuffs. Casually he says “It’s a shame they are hanging you. You were the best fuck I ever had here.”
The guard escorting Rachel notes Bull is casually dressed, unlike the rest of the prison staff. Bull says “Joan Tree gave me the day off and got me VIP tickets to this wench’s hanging. She knew I’d like to see it without being on duty.”
The old guard say “You better take your seat, Bull. They’re hanging her at six.”
He leads Rachel to the prison’s freight dock, the shortest route between the prison and Plaza de la Revolución. Rachel says “I’ve never been hanged before. How am I supposed to act?”
“Try and look proud. You didn’t do nothing to get hanged for” says.
“You are the only guard that didn’t fuck me. Why didn’t you?”
“Not my style. I got a wife and kids at home. I didn’t take this job to screw prisoners…”
A pair of women officers take over escorting Rachel and walk her out the heavy oak door of the freight dock. It is Santa Diablo’s goal to make Rachel’s execution look as formal as possible with the amount of foreign press and curious tourist that have come to see Rachel hanged. The crowd already had a large quantity of adult beverages and were quite rowdy. The policewoman says “They don’t pay me enough to walk her to the gallows. They’ll kill us to get to her!”
The other agrees with her and says “I’ll get some soldiers to walk her there.”
She gets a huge soldier to take Rachel to the gallows. He grabs Rachel by the hair and starts walking her through the crowd.
In a booming voice he yells “Anyone touches her and you’ll be dead before we hang her!”
No one doubted his word. He walks Rachel a few steps forward when they meet up with Joan Tree and Bull. Bull takes Rachel in a hold that cranks her arms up uncomfortably behind her back and grabs a handful of her hair. (Tree knows he said Bull had the day off for Rachel’s execution, but it really was Gunner… sorry.) Rachel squirms in his arms while Joan glares at her naked prisoner. Joan says “Listen bitch, the court found you guilty and sentenced you the hang to death so why not make a good show of this and walk to the gallows like you deserve to be hanged?”
Rachel hisses “I did nothing wrong! I don’t deserve this!”
“Rachel, I don’t care what you think” Joan snarls’
“I don’t care if you think this is all unfair. These people came to see you hanged, and quite honestly, I can’t wait to see your legs kicking and those fine tits of yours shaking on your chest while you strangle hanging by you neck.”
Rachel is marched across the plaza to gallows looming ahead of her. Each step is torture on her bare feet as she walks over the gravel path. The crowd makes crude jeers and lewd remarks as she is led naked across the plaza. She would wipe her feet but the cuffs around her wrists prevent from doing so.
The soldier escorting her is not making the walk any better. He hollers to the crowd “Want to see her hanged” (loud cheers are called back) and “Want to see her tits shake while she tries to breathe (even louder cheers).
It is less than 100 meters to the gallows but getting Rachel through the crowd takes almost a half hour. They walk her around the back of the tower where state and prison officials pose to have their pictures taken with the condemned woman.
Th people around Rachel are rather cheerful as the pictures are taken though Rachel does not seem to feel the same way about her soon to happen execution.
Once the pictures are taken, the prison’s warden says “Take the prisoner up the stairs. We have a hanging to conduct.”
A soldier grabs Rachel and forces her up the steps.
The thirteen steps up the gallows was the most frightening walk Rachel would ever- and will- take…
The other agrees with her and says “I’ll get some soldiers to walk her there.”
She gets a huge soldier to take Rachel to the gallows. He grabs Rachel by the hair and starts walking her through the crowd.
In a booming voice he yells “Anyone touches her and you’ll be dead before we hang her!”
No one doubted his word. He walks Rachel a few steps forward when they meet up with Joan Tree and Bull. Bull takes Rachel in a hold that cranks her arms up uncomfortably behind her back and grabs a handful of her hair. (Tree knows he said Bull had the day off for Rachel’s execution, but it really was Gunner… sorry.) Rachel squirms in his arms while Joan glares at her naked prisoner. Joan says “Listen bitch, the court found you guilty and sentenced you the hang to death so why not make a good show of this and walk to the gallows like you deserve to be hanged?”
Rachel hisses “I did nothing wrong! I don’t deserve this!”
“Rachel, I don’t care what you think” Joan snarls’
“I don’t care if you think this is all unfair. These people came to see you hanged, and quite honestly, I can’t wait to see your legs kicking and those fine tits of yours shaking on your chest while you strangle hanging by you neck.”
Rachel is marched across the plaza to gallows looming ahead of her. Each step is torture on her bare feet as she walks over the gravel path. The crowd makes crude jeers and lewd remarks as she is led naked across the plaza. She would wipe her feet but the cuffs around her wrists prevent from doing so.
The soldier escorting her is not making the walk any better. He hollers to the crowd “Want to see her hanged” (loud cheers are called back) and “Want to see her tits shake while she tries to breathe (even louder cheers).
It is less than 100 meters to the gallows but getting Rachel through the crowd takes almost a half hour. They walk her around the back of the tower where state and prison officials pose to have their pictures taken with the condemned woman.
Th people around Rachel are rather cheerful as the pictures are taken though Rachel does not seem to feel the same way about her soon to happen execution.
Once the pictures are taken, the prison’s warden says “Take the prisoner up the stairs. We have a hanging to conduct.”
A soldier grabs Rachel and forces her up the steps.
The thirteen steps up the gallows was the most frightening walk Rachel would ever- and will- take…
Loxuru
Graf von Kreuzigung
Thirteen? Sounds like a bad omen! On purpose?
The thirteen steps up the gallows was the most frightening walk Rachel took. She has taken the old guard’s advice. “Try and look proud” he had told her but the walk through the plaza had just about wiped any pride or bravery she had. The walk up the stairs was not that difficult, even with her tortured feet from walking on the gravel to get to the gallows. But every step she took brought her closer to the reality she was about to be hanged to death.
The noise of the jeering crowd drowned out the creaks of the wooden steps. Rachel takes the last step onto the platform, the deck three meters above the ground. One of the matrons who was supposed to escort Rachel to the gallows waits for her. She grabs Rachel’s arm to lead her to the noose. Her hangman holds the noose by its knot.
But Rachel is surprised by the number of people also on the deck. There were prison officials, soldiers of numerous ranks, and notably the sharply dressed Joan Tree. Rachel is marched on to the trapdoor. Her bowels churn in her gut and nervously Rachel asks “Are you going to do a long drop?”
Joan laughs and says “You were sentenced to hang by your neck until you are dead. We sold a lot of tickets and the crowd wants to watch you choke while the noose closes around your neck.”
Joan’s words scare the hell out of Rachel. She turns and looks at the commander standing opposite Joan and says “You can’t do that. You can’t strangle me to death!”
The commander says “You were sentenced to death by hanging.”
He makes a gesture with his hand up by his neck.
“You will drop about a meter and the noose will stop your fall. How long it takes your ass to die is entirely up to you.”
The commander backs away and another man grabs the noose. He is the mayor of the capital. He starts pulling the noose over Rachel’s head.
Calmly he says “Let’s get you hanged and we’ll see how long you last…”
The noise of the jeering crowd drowned out the creaks of the wooden steps. Rachel takes the last step onto the platform, the deck three meters above the ground. One of the matrons who was supposed to escort Rachel to the gallows waits for her. She grabs Rachel’s arm to lead her to the noose. Her hangman holds the noose by its knot.
But Rachel is surprised by the number of people also on the deck. There were prison officials, soldiers of numerous ranks, and notably the sharply dressed Joan Tree. Rachel is marched on to the trapdoor. Her bowels churn in her gut and nervously Rachel asks “Are you going to do a long drop?”
Joan laughs and says “You were sentenced to hang by your neck until you are dead. We sold a lot of tickets and the crowd wants to watch you choke while the noose closes around your neck.”
Joan’s words scare the hell out of Rachel. She turns and looks at the commander standing opposite Joan and says “You can’t do that. You can’t strangle me to death!”
The commander says “You were sentenced to death by hanging.”
He makes a gesture with his hand up by his neck.
“You will drop about a meter and the noose will stop your fall. How long it takes your ass to die is entirely up to you.”
The commander backs away and another man grabs the noose. He is the mayor of the capital. He starts pulling the noose over Rachel’s head.
Calmly he says “Let’s get you hanged and we’ll see how long you last…”
The noose is pulled over Rachel’s head and tightened just enough she will hang from it. Care was taken not to restrict her beathing until the trapdoor is opened and Rachel hangs by her neck. By this time, Rachel wished she had peed before she was brought to the gallows as the urge and her fear of what is about to happen are certainly making her want to now. She, for the first time since she had seen the gallows, wishes the bastards would pull the lever and this this travesty over with. But she is too anxious for the ordeal to be done- there are things that must take place.
Mrs. Tightknot from the Department of Corrections and Incarceration steps only the gallows’ platform. She glares at the condemned woman who wears nothing but the cuffs on her wrists and the noose around her neck. She pulls out a scroll and reads the charges Rachel has been sentenced to die for- being a spy, robbing Santa Diablo’s natural resources and bribing an elected official, leaving out they had already taken can of him with a firing squad.
Behind Rachel, stands Sister Angel from the Order of the Ecstatic Copulation who was there allegedly for the cameras filming Rachel’s hanging but was quite aroused at getting a point of view to watch Rachel’s last dance and the hangman who just wanted to hang Rachel so he could get his congratulatory drinks at the nearest pub.
Rachel looks at Mrs. Tightknot and wishes the woman would shut up and hang her before she pees on the deck.
Mrs. Tightknot finishes reading the charges Rachel has been found guilty of by saying “Rachel Swaley has been sentenced to death and as a foreign agent will be hanged by her neck until she is dead.”
The crowd cheers wildly before Mrs. Tightknot can continue. “Before Miss Swaley is hanged to death, we are fortunate to have the Boys and Girls Choir here to perform a song for us.”
A group in religious smocks come out and sign a Spanish version of ‘Shall We Gather at the River’. Rachel is not fluent in Spanish but does recognize the tune. More importantly, she desperately needs to pee and the song is not helping things. Rachel fidgets as much as the noose allows her to. She is ‘rewarded’ with a loud applause as the choir finishes the song. It does not occur to her they are not cheering the choir.
They want to see Rachel hanged. The singing of the choir is replaced by the crowd’ chant “Hang the bitch… Hang the bitch…”
Rachel yells to the crowd “Don’t you know they are going to kill me?”
This does not silence the crowd. Chants to hang her only get louder. The hangman reaches for the lever. Calmly he says “It’s nothing personal, Rachel. Just doing my job. You ready?”
Fear mixes with anger as Rachel hisses “Sly Kwikdique’s scheme got me here. Pull the fucking lever and kill me!”
Rachel take her last free breath. Her breasts thrust out.
The trapdoor vibrates under her feet as the wooden pins that hold it up are pulled back…
Mrs. Tightknot from the Department of Corrections and Incarceration steps only the gallows’ platform. She glares at the condemned woman who wears nothing but the cuffs on her wrists and the noose around her neck. She pulls out a scroll and reads the charges Rachel has been sentenced to die for- being a spy, robbing Santa Diablo’s natural resources and bribing an elected official, leaving out they had already taken can of him with a firing squad.
Behind Rachel, stands Sister Angel from the Order of the Ecstatic Copulation who was there allegedly for the cameras filming Rachel’s hanging but was quite aroused at getting a point of view to watch Rachel’s last dance and the hangman who just wanted to hang Rachel so he could get his congratulatory drinks at the nearest pub.
Rachel looks at Mrs. Tightknot and wishes the woman would shut up and hang her before she pees on the deck.
Mrs. Tightknot finishes reading the charges Rachel has been found guilty of by saying “Rachel Swaley has been sentenced to death and as a foreign agent will be hanged by her neck until she is dead.”
The crowd cheers wildly before Mrs. Tightknot can continue. “Before Miss Swaley is hanged to death, we are fortunate to have the Boys and Girls Choir here to perform a song for us.”
A group in religious smocks come out and sign a Spanish version of ‘Shall We Gather at the River’. Rachel is not fluent in Spanish but does recognize the tune. More importantly, she desperately needs to pee and the song is not helping things. Rachel fidgets as much as the noose allows her to. She is ‘rewarded’ with a loud applause as the choir finishes the song. It does not occur to her they are not cheering the choir.
They want to see Rachel hanged. The singing of the choir is replaced by the crowd’ chant “Hang the bitch… Hang the bitch…”
Rachel yells to the crowd “Don’t you know they are going to kill me?”
This does not silence the crowd. Chants to hang her only get louder. The hangman reaches for the lever. Calmly he says “It’s nothing personal, Rachel. Just doing my job. You ready?”
Fear mixes with anger as Rachel hisses “Sly Kwikdique’s scheme got me here. Pull the fucking lever and kill me!”
Rachel take her last free breath. Her breasts thrust out.
The trapdoor vibrates under her feet as the wooden pins that hold it up are pulled back…
Loxuru
Graf von Kreuzigung
"Department of Corrections, Incarceration and Hangings" would be more accurrate!
Especially when they sing off key! One would pee spontaneously for less! Must be cruel and unusual punishment for Rachel! Next time, hire Archbishop Wragg to conduct the choir!
The trapdoor vibrates under her feet as the wooden pins that hold it up are pulled back. The wood disappears from beneath Rachel’s feet. Her hair blooms out as she starts to fall, and she opens her mouth to scream.
The scream never leaves her mouth as the noose forcefully stops her fall in less than a meter. Rachel is stunned by the stretching of her neck and the rope’s closing of her throat. The crowd cheers wildly as Rachel jerks to a stop high above them.
Rachel’s fall is not enough to close the noose around her throat. She opens her eyes amazed by the strange position she is in. Her feet dangle in the air high above the ground. Something presses on her neck, and it hurts terribly. She tries to reach for it, but the cuffs do not let her. Beneath her there are people cheering enthusiastically. It dawns on her she has been hanged.
I have to get out of this Rachel thinks. She tries to reach the noose but her hands cannot get there. Her legs swirl in the air they hang in but do nothing but tighten the rope around her neck.
For several minutes Rachel flails awkwardly as she hangs by her neck. The officials on the gallows watch her gyrations beneath them. One of the matrons looks down at Rachel and thinks ‘What a gorgeous way to execute someone. Look at her tits shake on her chest!'
On the VIP platform President Pene Largo jumps up and says “This is fantastic! She looks spectacular! I never thought someone could last this long once they are hanged.”
Spike Sharp glances over at one of his camera men. He hopes he is catching Rachel’s last minutes. He lights a Lucky Stripe and thinks ‘For what I paid to film this; you better be catching it. This will more than cover the costs.’
Hanged for six minutes, Rachel’s thrashings begin to slow. The crowd does not seem to realize the noose is winning its battle with Rachel.
Eight minutes since she was hanged, Rachels fight is reduced to small trembles.
Nine minutes after she was hanged, Rachel’s bladder lets go and a river of pee runs down her legs.
Joan Tree asks the hangman if Rachel is dead. He shrugs and says “Maybe passed out. She’ll wish she is by now.”
At ten minutes after she was hanged, drool streams from Rachel’s mouth.
Rachel’s sentence is complete. She has been hanged by her neck till she is dead. The liquor vendor Tree paid extra to leave her hanged until sunset. It was a good thing. He didn’t sell a single drink during Rachel’s hanging…
The scream never leaves her mouth as the noose forcefully stops her fall in less than a meter. Rachel is stunned by the stretching of her neck and the rope’s closing of her throat. The crowd cheers wildly as Rachel jerks to a stop high above them.
Rachel’s fall is not enough to close the noose around her throat. She opens her eyes amazed by the strange position she is in. Her feet dangle in the air high above the ground. Something presses on her neck, and it hurts terribly. She tries to reach for it, but the cuffs do not let her. Beneath her there are people cheering enthusiastically. It dawns on her she has been hanged.
I have to get out of this Rachel thinks. She tries to reach the noose but her hands cannot get there. Her legs swirl in the air they hang in but do nothing but tighten the rope around her neck.
For several minutes Rachel flails awkwardly as she hangs by her neck. The officials on the gallows watch her gyrations beneath them. One of the matrons looks down at Rachel and thinks ‘What a gorgeous way to execute someone. Look at her tits shake on her chest!'
On the VIP platform President Pene Largo jumps up and says “This is fantastic! She looks spectacular! I never thought someone could last this long once they are hanged.”
Spike Sharp glances over at one of his camera men. He hopes he is catching Rachel’s last minutes. He lights a Lucky Stripe and thinks ‘For what I paid to film this; you better be catching it. This will more than cover the costs.’
Hanged for six minutes, Rachel’s thrashings begin to slow. The crowd does not seem to realize the noose is winning its battle with Rachel.
Eight minutes since she was hanged, Rachels fight is reduced to small trembles.
Nine minutes after she was hanged, Rachel’s bladder lets go and a river of pee runs down her legs.
Joan Tree asks the hangman if Rachel is dead. He shrugs and says “Maybe passed out. She’ll wish she is by now.”
At ten minutes after she was hanged, drool streams from Rachel’s mouth.
Rachel’s sentence is complete. She has been hanged by her neck till she is dead. The liquor vendor Tree paid extra to leave her hanged until sunset. It was a good thing. He didn’t sell a single drink during Rachel’s hanging…
It can be argued whether or not Rachel Swaley’s execution was an act of justice or a barbaric act. In her home country she could have been given a prison sentence for bribing Santa Diablo’s former president, but she would not have been put to death. After she was pronounced dead, her body was left hanging by its neck so people could get a close look at the executed ‘criminal’. Reactions varied by the people viewing her hanged body. Some felt she certainly deserved to be hanged but some executing her- and the way it was done- was beyond ‘cruel and unusual’ punishment.
Three people who had little to do with the decision to hang Rachel gathered at the wall of the plaza to see Rachel’s hanged body.
Prof. Barb Moore said “I tried to get her sentence suspended. They would have nothing to do with my arguments.”
Tree, who built the gallows Rachel was hanged from tries to console Prof. Moore. “Look at it positively- she was suspended.”
Before Barbara could snap at him, Messaline points out “At least she was hanged with one of my premium French nooses. Look, there is no scratches or blood on her neck.”
“Your noose still killed her” Barbara says.
“But it was neater than if they shot her” Messaline exclaims.
Tree, sensing an argument coming, says “I’m hosting a… um… ‘happy hour’ at the local saloon tonight. Why don’t you come by and have a drink or two?”
Barbara was most reluctant, but Messaline convinced her to go. They arrived and found quite a crowd there. It was so busy Tree was helping the bartenders. Barb asked if they had any Reising and, much to her surprise, Tree had brought a private stock. She had abottle or two a couple glasses while Messaline was quite fond of the Arkansas wine Tree had brought.
So fond, in fact, she decided to dance for the crowd to cheer them up after the day they had.
Later that night she convinced Barbara not to fly directly back to the University of the Virgin Martyrs.
She convinced Barbara to go to the west African country of Zambonie, known for its historic lifestyle. As it turns out, Zambonie did not have an airport that could handle THT’s private jet. They had to wait a day or two till THT Charters could get a plane there that could handle theprimitive airfields there.
While they waited for the plane to take them there, Joan Tree heard about their change of plans. She was very excited.
Joan said “Get my ‘Humvee’ ready. We can get there before Tree’s plane gets here. I always wanted to get my hands on that rebel bitch and her lesbo friend!”
Three people who had little to do with the decision to hang Rachel gathered at the wall of the plaza to see Rachel’s hanged body.
Prof. Barb Moore said “I tried to get her sentence suspended. They would have nothing to do with my arguments.”
Tree, who built the gallows Rachel was hanged from tries to console Prof. Moore. “Look at it positively- she was suspended.”
Before Barbara could snap at him, Messaline points out “At least she was hanged with one of my premium French nooses. Look, there is no scratches or blood on her neck.”
“Your noose still killed her” Barbara says.
“But it was neater than if they shot her” Messaline exclaims.
Tree, sensing an argument coming, says “I’m hosting a… um… ‘happy hour’ at the local saloon tonight. Why don’t you come by and have a drink or two?”
Barbara was most reluctant, but Messaline convinced her to go. They arrived and found quite a crowd there. It was so busy Tree was helping the bartenders. Barb asked if they had any Reising and, much to her surprise, Tree had brought a private stock. She had a
So fond, in fact, she decided to dance for the crowd to cheer them up after the day they had.
Later that night she convinced Barbara not to fly directly back to the University of the Virgin Martyrs.
She convinced Barbara to go to the west African country of Zambonie, known for its historic lifestyle. As it turns out, Zambonie did not have an airport that could handle THT’s private jet. They had to wait a day or two till THT Charters could get a plane there that could handle the
While they waited for the plane to take them there, Joan Tree heard about their change of plans. She was very excited.
Joan said “Get my ‘Humvee’ ready. We can get there before Tree’s plane gets here. I always wanted to get my hands on that rebel bitch and her lesbo friend!”
Did my best … really I did!
IDIOT!!!
Later that night she convinced Barbara not to fly directly back to the University of the Virgin Martyrs.
GAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!
Joan said “Get my ‘Humvee’ ready. We can get there before Tree’s plane gets here. I always wanted to get my hands on that rebel bitch and her lesbo friend!”
OH SHIT!
Loinclothslave
slave to the whip
Great episode, @thehangingtree