The invasion of Slurvia and its unexpected result

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…a piece of history not taught in school.

Slurvia is an island nation not far from Brampton. It did not have much going for it except a vast amount of easily mined coal that sustained its economy from the dawn of the industrial revolution through the late 1900s. The search for a cleaner source of power basically devastated Slurvia’s coal industry. It wasn’t until the second decade of the 21st century that it was discovered to have a large source of lithium as easily mined as its coal had been. So the quest for a cleaner source of power that killed Slurvia’s coal industry would be the country’s savior as a world source for lithium.

Unfortunately, people with their own desire for wealth would try to take advantage of Sluvia’s wealth of lithium. A woman from Brampton quickly formed a shell company that bought vast amounts of Slurvia’s lithium reserves. Natashia Gudbody was the company’s founder and CEO. Ms. Gudbody had many assets, one being a very good body.



This opened many doors for her. But while having bright ideas of how to quickly make money, Ms. Gudbody did not have the best of a criminal mind. It wasn’t long before she was arrested and tried for stealing Slurvia’s ‘natural treasures. She was found guilty and sentenced to be executed at the Slurvia National Prison.



In Natashia’ home country, executions were taken care of in the waste disposal room with a single shot from a large caliber weapon and the prisoner’s body was dumped in the incinerator with the rest of the trash.



Nastashia was not prepared for Shurvia’s method of execution. In the capital’s prison in Deadwood, she is marched into courtyard where hundreds of people came to see her execution. As she is walked across the courtyard, the crowd enthusiastically cheered and mocked her. She cannot believe she is being brought naked to her execution.



Nor can she believe they have come to see her hanged. There seems no concern her execution will be held in public, not only to put her to death but to entertain the people of Shurvia as she is hanged.

Natashia is taken up the stairs of the gallows where she is met by a pair of guards. Bull and Gunner march her over to the noose fashioned from a thick rope.



Bull is kind enough to explain to Natashia that no matter how long her execution takes, the rope is stout enough to hold her body no matter how long she thrashes as she hangs by her neck.

Natashia thought her execution would be a quick event, perhaps not as swift as a bullet through her head but how long could it take to kill her once she is hanging by her neck? She was not expecting to have to stand on the gallows while Mrs. Shortdrop, the town’s recordkeeper, read the charges she had been found guilty of committing. Mrs. Shortdrop concluded with “…and you shall be hanged by your neck until you are dead.”



With more than touch of malice, Mrs. Shortdrop adds “And I hope it takes so time for you to die.”

Raising her voice she says “Guards, please prepare the prisoner to be hanged.”

Bull climbed on the platform behind Natashia and pulled the noose over her head. He tightened the loop enough that it would hold her as she hung from it. He wiggled it and said “That’s enough that you won’t drop.”



The noose was not tight against Natashia’s neck but she could feel every fiber of the rope against her skin. She prayed she would die quickly but in her mind she doubted she would.

She took her last breaths before she was hanged.



The crowd started counting down the seconds before the trapdoor opened. Natashia whispered “Please be quick” as she felt the platform vibrate as the pins were retracted.

At noon sharp, the trapdoor dropped from beneath her feet and Natashia was hanged.



Natashia fell about a meter before the noose slammed against the side of her head tilting it over as much as the rope around her neck would let it. To the crowd’s delight, Natashia kicked and thrashed for five minutes before the noose claimed her life. She was left hanged by her neck for more than an hour so the citizens of Deadwood could get a close look at the hanged criminal’s body.



This would appear to be the execution of criminal, hanged for the crimes she committed. No one knew Natashia’s hanging would cause a war between two nations…

 

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In the late 1700s, much of Europe had forsaken the use of slavery in their home countries. However there was a new nation across the Atlantic that had not given up the use of slaves. And as long as the slaves never came to the countries that had abolished slavery, there technically nothing wrong with trading slaves outside the countries’ borders. The slave traders were familiar with Slurvia as the industrial revolution had started and already there was seen a shortage of coal at the rate it was being consumed (how wrong they would be!).

The shippers, always looking to increase their business, contacted some slave traders suggesting the island country might be a good source for their ‘product’. Attempts were made to get slaves from Slurvia but their ruler Jasmine would have none of that. Some unscrupulous traders took matters into their own hands and eliminated the princess’ objections by eliminating the princess.



Western ‘civilization’ crept into Slurvia as the coal trading business, along with the not-acknowledged slave trading, expanded. One of the ‘civilized’ things that came to Slurvia was capital punishment conducted with the use of hanging. Even after most civilized nations had given up using hanging, Slurvia was still used it to punish high crimes and immoral behavior.

As late as the 21st century, women were still hanged for their gross immoral behavior. While lesbianism was not illegal, Cathline and Morgan were accused of having unnatural sex (with each other) and were tried and convicted. They were sentenced to be executed by being hanged on the ancient gallows in Deadwood’s public square. On the first Saturday of July, they were taken from the Deadwood Jail to be brought to the gallows to be hanged.



Cathline did her best to remain as stoic as she could as she prepared to be hanged. As well-behaved as she was, Morgan could not help but protest her and Cathline’s sentences. Even as the executioner put the noose around her neck, Morgan yelled “We did nothing to hurt you. You can’t hang us because we love each other!”



Cathline tried to convince Morgan that they really didn’t care if the two of them had not broken any laws- there was a crowd below them that was only interested in seeing two naked women hanged. Morgan shouted out curses and vulgarities right up till the lever was pulled to open the trapdoor they stood on.



The women’s hanging was done with the traditional short drop. They kicked and thrashed for several minutes as they fruitlessly tried to escape the nooses closing around their throats.



As much as Cathrine and Morgan suffered as they strangled hanging by their necks, the crowd of spectators thought the two women put on a great show while the ropes took their lives. Een the executioner was proud of the fine job he did hanging the two women. He looked down at their lifeless bodies swaying in the ocean’s breeze and thought “The crowd should have liked that.”



He was glad the sanitation workers had to take care of Cathrine’s and Morgan’s bodies after they pissed on themselves in the throes of death.

One might wonder how Natashia’s, Cathrine’s and Morgan’s executions could cause a war to break out. Well, it really was a skirmish, with lots of firepower and artillery. And it ended quickly… but not for all those involved, though…

 

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As it turns out, Slurvia and Brampton were neighboring island nations that had a somewhat rocky relationship. Both were adherents to the considered barbaric use of capital punishment usually carried out by hanging the accused convicted party. But is was thought, in Brampton at least, that Slurvia singled out Bramptonian women and charged them with having unnatural sexual acts. The women were given the worst of counsel and were often condemned to hanged at the Deadwood municipal gallows. Their hanging would be well-covered by the Slurvian Dispatch, starting when the women were marched naked from their cell to be taken to the gallows.



A great spectacle was made of placing the nooses around the ‘evil Bramptonian’ women’s necks before they were hanged naked before the jeering citizens of Deadwood.



Such a scene was as much to entertain the people of Deadwood as it was to humiliate the condemned women. It would greatly excite all that had come to see them hanged and greatly increased the sale of adult beverages at the concession tent. And there is nothing better than a well juiced crowd to raise a ruckus when the trapdoor opened and the women did their frantic dance as they hanged by their necks.



Hanging a pair of naked women before a well -sauced crowd was not only good for liquor sales but it was quite effective at executing the hanged women, whether they deserved it or not.



However, none of this sat well with the people of Brampton as we well see in future chapters…

 

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Hanging a pair of naked women before a well -sauced crowd was not only good for liquor sales but it was quite effective at executing the hanged women, whether they deserved it or not. However, none of this sat well with the people of Brampton. The execution of Brampton women caused great concern back in their home country. The hanging of Cathrine and Morgan was stated to be for their ‘unnatural sex’ acts, but that was just an excuse to hang two Brampton women on the public gallows.



Natashia Gudbody’s execution caused a bit of a stir back in Brampton because she was from there, but at least she was hanged for stealing Slurvia’s natural resources.



It still pissed off the people of Brampton because Slurvia hanged another Brampton woman.

Like most countries in the 21st century, Brampton has a secret quasi-military organization, similar to the U.S. CIA. It is not on their records books, so don’t look there. If Brampton admitted they had such an organization, it would be known as the Intelligence Militia Force, or the IMF. It has tough requirements to even be considered for the force as Brampton requires all recruits to be attractive females holding onto their false belief women don’t do spywork.



Training is brutal.



After all, if an agent is captured, what would someone like the Slurvanians do to an attractive Brampton woman to find out why she was there and what did she know.

The only time the women wore a uniform was the day they graduated from training. It was the Brampton military uniform adorned with IMF badges but was conducted in a private ceremony with only the most classified people attending.



The women of the IMF requested a meeting with the leader of Brampton, Governor Thomas Loungprique, to demand something be done about Slurvia’s executions of Brampton women. The Governor for life met with a pair of their representatives.

“Ladies, technically we are a spy organization. We clandestinely find out what other countries are doing that might adversely affect Brampton’s well-being” Gov. Loungprique says. “It is hardly any secret that Slurvia has strict laws- stricter than ours- but to keep them from hanging Bramptonian women we would have to overthrow their government, which is beyond the IMF’s scope of work.”

“Sort of like the CIA having a private war with Laos during the Viet Nam war?” Agent Schwartz asks

“The U.S. denied they ever did that” the governor says. “Besides, if you fail to oust their government or captured, Brampton would have to deny any knowledge of your actions.”

“If we are caught, they would get nothing from us before they hang us” Agent Schwartz says.



“I’m afraid you could be facing something worse than being hanged. You could be considered rebels and face something worse” the governor says. “Besides, you couldn’t use any of our military’s equipment. They would know where you came from.”



“None of our equipment is marked” Agent Schwartz says. “Even the serial numbers are removed. So, are you going to allow us to take over Slurvia? If we win, you would control their vast treasure of lithium.”

And so the stage was set for the Brampton IMF to take over Slurvia. The women of Brampton’s IMF made a landing on a remote Slurvian beach to invade the country and take it over. The women were quite confident with their unmarked weapons and armor.



But no one trained them how to fight the Slurvian farmers. They would prove to be quite capable of vigorously defending their homeland…

 

[thehangingtree]

The women of Brampton’s IMF made a landing on a remote Slurvian beach to invade the country and take it over. The women were quite confident with their unmarked weapons and armor. The women took strategic positions. Some overlooked highways where the Slurvians would try to move their troops to meet the IMF fighters.



Others took positions in Deadwood’s business district to disrupt business transactions and cause general mayhem.



The women put up hell of a fight. Not only were they trying to stop the persecution of Brampton women, Governor Loungprique had made it clear Brampton would deny any knowledge of their actions- at least until they were victorious over Slurvians. This meant without official support, the women of the IMF knew if they were captured, they surely faced an execution by being hanged naked from the Deadwood gallows.



And in all wars, there are battles that are lost by both sides. A pair of heavily armed women from Brampton’s IMF were surrounded by Slurvian troops, far superior in numbers to the women and supported with armored vehicles, the two decided to surrender and hoped their comrades could save them before the Slurvians executed them.



An interesting note here is the women of Brampton’s IMF were operating ‘independently’ with ‘no support’ of the Brampton government. They invaded without their country’s orders and their dress represented no country’s uniform. In Slurvian eyes, they were not considered members of a country’s army but independent rebels intent on overthrowing the government and stealing Slurvia’s wealth and resources when they did. In other words, Slurvia considered them an independent rogue army unprotected by such things as the Geneva Convention. When the women were taken back to Deadwood to be tried, they were not protected by any international treaties or agreements and were not treated with any respect a captured soldier should expect.



The Brampton women faced hard times when captured. One of them was caught in the high country near one of the lithium mines.



The Slurvians who caught her did not bother to take her to Deadwood where she could be tried. They marched her to one of the snow-covered trees where she would experience Slurvian justice dangling from the noose around her neck.



Still being caught by the Slurvian army gave the women a glimmer of hope their comrades could save them before they were executed by the Slurves…



… no matter how small that chance was. Still, even if executed by the Slurves, that was still a better fate than being caught by the Slurvian farmers in the country’s outback as we will see…

 

[thehangingtree]

As has been mentioned, some of the women from the Brampton IMF were captured and brought back to Deadwood where they would be executed tried for invading Slurvia. Not all the women caught were so fortunate. Word was quickly spread and the citizens of Slurvia were on the hunt for the invaders. If they were caught, the rules covering the humane treatment of prisoners were generally ignored.



Who could expect the good citizens of Slurvia to be tried for the abuse of some Brampton women.

It was not just the men of Slurvia the women had to fear. Though in little danger of being gang-raped if a Slurvian woman captured them, it did not mean they were out of danger.



It was quite the opposite instead. Being practically minded, the women catching a Brampton soldier could not be bothered with a several-day trip to Deadwood to turn their prisoner in. They were much more practical than the menfolk of Slurvia. It is said that well-prepared Brampton woman makes a fine barbeque.



“Quit your bitching, woman. I won’t burn your skin and have plenty of spices to baste you with” the Slurvian woman says to the captured Brampton woman as she cooks her over an open flame.

The Slurvian government, worried not enough Brampton prisoners were being turned in loosened the purse strings, offering rewards on the captured Brampton women. This did not mean the captured fighters were treated with any greater respect.



At least the captured Bramptonian women were not chewed up by the hunting dogs when they were caught.



The women were caged and brought to Deadwood when enough were captured to make the trip to Deadwood worth the gas they would burn. Waiting in the back of some farmers pickup truck was hardly am ideal way to pass the time as the women waited to be brought to Deadwood where they would be tried and mostly be executed. Agent Connie Schwartz had told many of the IMF women terrible horror stories about what the Slurvians did to Brampton women they executed. She needed to raise an army of volunteers and embellished her stories to get enough women. But sitting locked in a cage in the back of a pickup was not an easy way to pass time, especially if you are waiting to have your head cut off after your trial.



The Slurvians really didn’t behead their prisoners, but Agent Schwartz told a good story to get her volunteer army…

 

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After the Slurvian government began offering rewards big enough to entice their citizens to turn in captured Brampton IMF fighters instead of ‘using’ them for other things, the number and frequency of captured women greatly increased. Being captured and brought to Deadwood was not a good thing for the women of the IMF. While it was better than what the Slurvian farmers would have done to the women, they were paraded bound and naked through the streets of Deadwood, covered heavily by the local press.



And there was the prospect of being tried and executed for participating in the rebellion. The women had this to consider as they were lead naked through the streets.



Perhaps you noticed the woman in white watching the captured women as the were led through the streets. The Slurvian government had never experienced a revolt before and never had this many prisoners to deal with. In a wise move, the government hired a woman named Joan Tree to handle the executions women of the rebellion.



Joan had assured the government she could handle the captive women in a way they would never have to worry about a rebellion again.

Joan would meet each group of prisoners as they were brought in. The naked women standing before her would ask what would happen to them an would they be hanged from the Deadwood gallows. Joan Tree mockingly comforted them.



“Ladies, this is not the wild west. You have to be tried and sentenced to death before you can be executed” Joan explained. “If it were up to me, you would be dead by now. But take heart. This gives me time to prepare for your demise. I am sure you will be impressed by it…”

 

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The women of Brampton had invaded Slurvia with the intention of sparing other Brampton women from being used as entertainment for the Slurvians by being hanged naked for the people’s enjoyment. Such an operation, while seemingly noble, could be viewed as an act of war by other governments. Though Brampton funded and supplied the women, it was done under deep and deniable cover. The women invading Slurvia did so without wear uniforms of the Brampton army with military vehicles that could not be traced back to Brampton.



Though well-armed and trained, the women of the IMF were no match for the greater number of the Slurvian army. Those unfortunate enough not to be killed in combat were captured and taken back to Deadwood where they would be subjected to the country’s justice.



Naked and under heavy guard, they would meet with the Director of Penal Corrections. He glared at the captured women and with contempt said “I would like nothing more than to try you and bring you to the Deadwood gallows and hang you. However, your actions have been declared an act of war and I have no choice but to send you to our military base where you will face a military tribunal. It will be their pleasure to find you guilty and sentence you. And do not expect any mercy from them!”



The Brampton women had brought only clothing suitable for combat operations. When they were brought to their trial- a court marshal really- the Slurvian government raided one of the used clothing shops to dress them appropriately for their court appearance. The women hardly looked like they were part of an invading army, but the evidence would show otherwise.



The women were represented by the cheapest attorney Slurvia could find. He did his best to defend the women, for the most part doing a credible job.



To the delight of the spectators, the verdict was always the same.



The women were found guilty of creating a rebellion against the Slurvian government and were sentenced to death.

This did not please the media. They would have preferred a few of the women be found not guilty as they would sell a lot more papers analyzing what the hell happened for some of the women to get off.

But the tribunal did its job, convicting one Brampton woman after another guilty of their crimes and condemning them to death. The judges never tired of seeing a well-dressed woman piss herself when her sentence was read.



There is something about hearing your life is about to be ended that does that. Each woman dreaded the idea of being hanged naked in the square even though they were warned that would happen if they were caught.



But their fears were misplaced. None knew their executions were set for the same day and there was too many of them to be hanged from the old gallows all on the same day. They also did not know Joan Tree had a large hand in planning their termination…

 

[thehangingtree]

From the second to the fifth of the month, the women of the Brampton IMF were court marshaled. All had been found guilty and sentenced to death. It wasn’t until they were being held in the Deadwood jail and discussing among themselves did they realize they all were to executed on the same day, Friday the 13th.

At first the women were upset that Slurvia planned to execute all of them on the same day. They were distraught they would all be hanged from the old gallows and be a spectacle for the town’s people as they met their ends dangling naked as they hanged from a noose around their necks.



Rose looked out of the barred window of her cell at the old Deadwood gallows then down at her nude body. She lamented she had come to Slurvia to save women from the gallows. Now in just a few days, she would be facing the same fate she tried to save others from.



She wondered if, perhaps hoped, the crowd would enjoy watching her body thrash as she hanged by her neck.

Tara tried to cheer her fellow prisoners. She said “There will media from around the world there to cover our hangings. Don’t you thinks seeing them execute us will draw sympathy?”



“I mean do any of us look like rebels that tried to overthrow their government. People will feel sorry for us when they put the rope around our throats!”



Sharon looked up from her cot and said “And then they pull the lever and hang you. How will all that sympathy help you when you are hanging by your neck?”



“I don’t see anything but a bloodthirsty crowd standing below the gallows screaming for the hangman to finish us off.”



“The last thing we’ll hear is the Slurvian bastards cheering as the noose chokes the life out of us.”



Louise grabs the bars of her cell and says “And I think you are all missing the point. I know why they are waiting so long to hang us all.”



“They have a law that a prisoner has to be left hanged for an hour and there is twenty of us they are going to execute.”

“So?” one of the women asks.

“They don’t have a gallows like we have in Brampton” Louise says.

“And your point?” she is asked.

“Their gallows can only hang two of us at a time. They said I would be executed at noon. With twenty of us it would be nine o’clock that evening before the last of us is hanged” Louise says.

Chatter breaks out among the women as they discuss the time they are to be executed. Louise says “Don’t you see they are building a gallows so they can hang more of us at one time, just like the one we have in Brampton!”



As this was going on, T. H. Tree comes to the Special Director of Executions office. He glares across the desk at the woman seated behind it. He takes a drink and says “You wanted to see me.”

The woman says “We paid you more than you were worth defending the Brampton rebels but even I know that wasn’t much. You are a crappy lawyer but I know you are a hell of a carpenter. I have a proposal that can earn you enough money it will be worth your time being here.”



“What? You need your gallows repaired before you hang ‘em all?” Tree asks.

She replies “Oh, Tree, hanging these women would be too quick and merciful…”

 

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“Oh, Tree, hanging these women would be too quick and merciful” the Special Director of Executions says. Tree looks down at his sister Joan lounging behind her desk with an evil smirk on her face.



Joan continues “You see, when you hang someone, you just put a noose around their neck and drop them.”



“It is an effective way to execute a criminal but in less than ten minutes the show is over and she is dead. Slurvia does that all the time to their prisoners.”



Tree mentions “You kind of left off the show they put on before they hang someone.”

“Yes, but that is more to entertain the crowd who came to see her hanged and it doesn’t hurt liquor sales either” Joan explains. “Look, you got paid more than your defense was worth at their court marshals, but you’ll never get rich that way. I want to do something special to these rebels. Instead of hanging them, I want to execute them by crucifixion.”



Tree is taken aback. He takes a swig of his drink and says “You hired me to defend them and now they have been convicted you want me to nail them to crosses and hang them from them? Is that even legal?”

Joan says “They aren’t part of an army so they say, so they were rebels trying to overthrow the government. There is not a treaty that keeps Slurvia from executing them however it chooses. The Slurve army never crucified anyone and I want this done right. We will pay you generously to crucify them.”

“How many of them are there” Tree asks. Joan says there are either twenty or twenty-one. Tree’s mind races and he says “I’ll do it but it will cost you a thousand a head.”



He figured twenty grand would scare them off, but Joan cheerfully says “DONE! Remember it is Friday the 13th. Be there and bring your hammer!”

 

[thecuriousone]

Good business for Tree...

 

[Wragg]

an evil smirk

Joan wrote the book on those.

"How to Smirk Evilly" by Joan Lucretia Tree. $9.99 direct from the Nailus Martyrs store.

 

[thehangingtree]

On Tuesday before the Brampton women are to be executed, a guard pulls one of them from her cell. It was a completely random selection. The guard cuffs Cella’s hands behind her. Indignantly, Cella says “Where are you taking me? Are you going to rape me in public this time?”



“No, some media guy paid big money to cover your executions, and he wants some ‘before’ pictures” the guard explains. Cella figures he wants pictures of her before she is hanging from a noose.

In another part of the Deadwood jail, Tree is meeting with that ‘media guy’, a Mr. Spike Sharp. They don’t hit it off well as Spike looks at Tree and asks “Aren’t you their defense attorney?"

“Yeah” Tree replies.

“So you stuck around to see them crucified?”

“I struck around to crucify them” Tree says.

“You are their defense attorney and you are going to crucify them? Ain’t that a conflict of interest” Spike asks as he lights up a Pall Mall.



“Different job” Tree says. “They got a good defense, but the cards were stacked against them. They were going to crucify them no matter who represented them. It’s just Slurvia pays more to crucify them than to defend them. I have to make money to pay for my trip here.”

Spike asks “Do they know you are going to crucify them?”

“It’s not my job to give them the details, just nail them and raise them” Tree says.

“Well, they will all know today. I’m doing a photo shoot of one of them and I’ll be asking her how she feels about hanging naked nailed to a cross” Spike says.

“So she’ll know. How will the others find out” Tree asks.

“Come on, Tree. They are locked in the same cellblock. You don’t think she’ll tell them” Spike asks.

Spike left to watch Cella’s photo session in the guards’ lounge. He took his topcoat off when he entered the room. It was rather warm because his photographer wanted Cella to have a shine of sweat on her bare skin. Cella was quite defiant as she was positioned behind the camera. The walls were lined with paying customers that wanted a good look at her before she was hanging from her cross. Cella stares at the box camera and snarled “Get a good picture of me. I’d hate for one of them with me hanging by my neck to be a better one.”



Spike leaned against a wall and said “They haven’t told you yet. You aren’t going to be hanged.”

“They commuted my- our sentences” Cella exclaimed.

“Didn’t say that” Spike says as he lights a Pall Mall.



“They aren’t going to hang you. You and your friends are going to be crucified, hanging naked in a row to a string of crosses” Spike tells her with a half-smile on his face.

“WHAT?” Cella screams. “They can’t do that! People don’t crucify people anymore!”

“Really?” Spike replies.

After the photo shoot, Cella is taken back to her cell. She is eerily quiet. The other women want to know what she heard. She stares out her cell and murmurs “They aren’t going to hang us from the gallows.”

A barrage of questions follow until Cella says “They aren’t going to hang us… They are going to execute us by crucifying us…”



A storm of comments and questions follows. A pair of women sharing a cell grab each other. One of them says “That is not right!”

The other says “Won’t that hurt?”



Connie Schwartz, whose idea of invading Slurvia was hers, lean back on her cot and says “It is meant to kill you.”



“And I don’t think they expect us to die of boredom…”

 

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Prison life for the Brampton women was not pleasant at all. Though they had not given their captors their last names to hide where they came from, the Slurvian guards all had figured out where they came from. The guards were hardly known for treating condemned prisoners with any form of respect, The way they treated the Brampton women would have gotten them at least fired anywhere else in the modern world.



They forced the Brampton women to satisfy their sexual urges in unnatural ways, making them suck their cock for such basics as their next meals.



Not all the women objected. One named Kathy actually did not mind sucking them off. She found they treated her better than the other women.



Others refused to satisfy the guards. They were subjected to a little ‘convincing’ by the guards to get them to comply with the men’s desires.



In the end all of them became cocksuckers of the guards, even if not willingly.



One of the most rebellious prisoners was visited the day before her execution. Alisha glared through the bars and asked “Who the fuck are you? Did you come by to see what we look like before we are dead bodies hanging from their crosses?”



The French woman said “I came to offer them my premium French crosses so you won’t be crucified on the Slurvian’s crappy wood. You know just being nailed to a cross does not kill you right away.”

Alisha scoffs and says “They only want to see my dead body stretched out on a cross!”

Messaline tried to inform her “You don’t understand. There is so much you will go through before you are a ‘dead body’ on a cross. You must get to the site and be nailed to the cross and there is no telling what they will do to you before they raise you up. Then you cannot move while your body is tortured as it hangs there. People will cheer and jeer you for the first hours but then they will get bored watching you die on the cross. They will leave and go to a local bar to quinch their thirst, but you will still hang nailed to your cross, unable to leave your torment.”

“You said it could take hours for the cross to kill me” Alisha says.

“At the very least. You could last days before you die” Messaline says. She looks around to make sure no one is listening,



Messa quietly adds “But at least you will look spectacular hanging naked on the wood!”

Later that afternoon, Connie Schwartz is visited by world-renown author Barbara Moore. Instead of showing pity on the condemned woman, Barb can hardly hide her distain. She scowls “I came from the University of the Virgin Martyrs to see you and your friends put to death. Usually I would write what a barbaric method of execution you were put though, but I hear in your country it is quite fashionable to subject condemned prisoners to such cruel deaths.”

“But we never crucify prisoners!” Connie exclaims. “We only hang them.”

“Hanging would be too merciful for you and your lot” Barb haughtily says. “I hope you suffer for days while your naked body hangs from the cross.”



“I could last days before I die?” Connie asks in horror.

“I doubt your skinny ass will last that long” Barbara says. “But you would deserve every minute the cross tortures you if it did!”

That night, a guard makes a not-so-subtle pass at Alisha. He rubs his hand against her belly and says “Tomorrow you will be crucified. How about a good last fuck before you are just meat on a cross?”



Alisha glares at him and rhetorically says “I would rather die a virgin than have your Slurvian cock in my body!”

The guard seems to respect her wishes but has other ideas racing through his mind for tomorrow…

 

[messaline]

Messa quietly adds “But at least you will look spectacular hanging naked on the wood!”

"Spectacular", perhaps but not beautiful like me ...

 

[messaline]

The French woman said “I came to offer them my premium French crosses so you won’t be crucified on the Slurvian’s crappy wood.

Oooooh ! Not too much, only for you !

 

[thehangingtree]

Executions in Slurvia usually happen at six in the evening on weekdays or at noon if the condemned prisoner is being ‘done’ on Saturday, but the Brampton women are not being executed by hanging. In the predawn light of that Friday the 13th, the first of the women are led out of the prison. Under the eerie glow of the mercury vapor lights, the women are given the instructions of how their executions will take place.

“The ropes binding you will be removed, and you will be given part of your cross to carry to the hill where you will be crucified. Don’t think of resisting. You will only be whipped enough to keep you in line. However, there is more than a dozen that will follow you to the hill and they will be most disappointed in you for the punishment they receive for your misbehavior. Do I make myself clear?”



The guard’s warning was more than necessary. Wood beams were placed on their shoulders and tied the Brampton women’s arms. They could barely stand awkwardly holding up the weight and walking was nearly impossible.



Knowing that at the end of their walk to hill they would be crucified was no motivation for the women, but they had volunteered to invade Slurvia and they had been warned Brampton would do nothing to save them from being executed if they were caught. The idea that they would be crucified had never crossed their minds. Still the march up the hill was difficult. The beams were heavy, and they had not trained for such an ordeal. The wind blew their hair into their faces but with their arms bound they could do nothing to brush it away.



And there was the crowd watching as the women carried the beams naked through the streets of Deadwood. Although the women had taken precautions to not be identified as Brampton citizens, it seemed like everyone knew where they were from. And the Slurvians were not too fond of anyone from Brampton and were hardly shy about showing their disdain for the women who had tried to invade their country.



As the women got near the edge of the town, Geralyn asked Alice if she thought they would be nailed to the beams they were carrying. Alice said “I don’t know. I’ve never seen a Slurvian crucifixion.”

“I hope not” Geralyn replied. “These things aren’t very comfortable.”

Alice huffed “They are going to kill us. I don’t think they are worried how we feel about the method.”

“You think it will hurt” Geralyn asked.



“They are going to drive spikes through our arms and legs and hang us from crosses until we are dead” Alice practically yelled. “Yeah, I think it might hurt!”

The women were marched to the hill in single file. It was easier to guard them, and the saloon owners made a fortune as the people bought drinks as they watched the women pass. Patricia was the first to arrive at the top of the hill. Not being a student of the good book, she had no idea what her crucifixion would be like.



In innocent naivety she asked “So what happens now?”

 

[Wragg]

Not being a student of the good book, she had no idea what her crucifixion would be like.



In innocent naivety she asked “So what happens now?”

You might enjoy it. Never say 'never'

 

[Barbaria1]

“I could last days before I die?” Connie asks in horror.

“I doubt your skinny ass will last that long” Barbara says. “But you would deserve every minute the cross tortures you if it did!”

Sympathy is not one of my better communication skills

 

[messaline]

Sympathy is not one of my better communication skills

We know, Barb, we know ... Perhaps that nailed to a cross, it could be better ?