The prosecution of Karen Hahn

[thehangingtree]

Karen Hahn was the typical ‘Hollywood’ student. She had barely had the grades to graduate from high school and somehow was accepted into a rather prestigious university. She had poor study habits but used her other ‘natural’ attributes to make up for her lack of education efforts.



It could be said Karen was able to get favorable grades from her instructors.



Karen’s only real use for computers had been for getting e-mails and playing games.



That was true till her last year. A professor had shown Karen how easy it was to find all sorts of information using a computer. Karen took on a fascination with her computer. Not only was there information that helped her earn the grades she got her senior year, but Karen had also figured out how to learn passwords to others’ private accounts, which turned out to be very interesting. She soon learned how to find out who the passwords belonged to and that became very profitable as she pilfered small amounts from their accounts that would not draw attention. Karen soon learned she did not need to find a regular job. If she took small amounts from enough accounts, she made more than any job would pay. Karen found a few hours a day could get more than she could have earned in a month.



After graduating from the university, Karen soon was raiding enough accounts she lived quite an easy life.



Karen enjoyed her easy wealth, but she soon got a bit careless…

 

[thehangingtree]

Over time Karen discovered that wealthy people were not just easy targets, but they often had a history of automatic payments of their bills. She set up some ‘official’ sounding accounts to mask her raiding of their accounts.



All went very well till she picked the accounts of Thomas Hardpecker to steal from. He was no harder to rob from than any of her marks, but what Karen did not know that while Mr. Hardpecker was not the best at keeping watch over his accounts, he had a rather astute accountant that eyed them like an eagle looking for its next meal. Her name was Ms. Welbilt, and one could excuse Mr. Hardpecker that it wasn’t her accounting skills that caused him to hire her.



But as mentioned, Ms. Welbilt was an astute accountant and quickly noticed withdrawals from Mr. Hardpecker’s accounts. She notified his banks of the transactions but instructed them not to stop them as she had already contacted the Federation’s Bureau of Investigation of the misdeeds and they were building a case against the perpetrator.

The Federation’s Bureau of Investigation (known as the FBI) used their powers to track down Karen and arranged a raid on her house.



They arrested Karen and took her into custody. Karen smugly said “You’ll never pin this on me!”



Little did she know the mountains of evidence they had against her nor did they know she would be rudely strip-searched in the jail.



This was only the beginning of her troubles…

 

[Loxuru]

she would be rudely strip-searched in the jail.

"Look carefully, if she is not hiding passwords of her 'clients' in there, Jim!"

 

[Barbaria1]

Thomas Hardpecker

Ms. Welbilt

 

[thehangingtree]

The interrogators of the FBI questioned Karen thoroughly.



Despite using methods not acceptable in modern times, Karen gave them no useable information.



Karen’s trial came up quickly. The entire case against her was based on what Ms. Welbilt had found and what the FBI had built on that information.

The prosecution laid out his case against Karen Hahn. It was quite extensive and sure to earn her a conviction. The defense attorney got up and explained that everything presented was mere hearsay and secondhand information and Ms. Hahn should be found innocent and set free.



Ms. Welbilt addressed his accusations and added “…and she didn’t pay any taxes on the money she stole.”



The prosecutor, not known for winning cases as a defense attorney, felt he had an airtight case against Karen Hahn. Mr. Tree stood next to Karen and said “I know she looks innocent but looks can be deceiving. It is state’s recommendation Ms. Hahn be given the strictest sentence possible.”



The look in her eyes showed her first hint things were not going well for her. She was brought before the judge’s bench. He firmly talked down at her. “Ms. Hahn, while I am not fond of the prosecution’s recommended suggestion of giving you the harshest sentence possible, the evidence that you failed to pay taxes on the funds you stole has me considering it. I do find you guilty of all the charges against you.”



“Tomorrow, you will hear your sentence. I suggest you spend the night praying for my mercy! Bailiff, as Ms. Hahn is now a convicted criminal and will be sent to the Women’s Institute of Incarceration, please remove her civilian clothing so she is in proper prison attire.”

Karen Hahn reluctantly removed her clothing before the packed court.



Standing naked before the crowded court, Karen whispered to the bailiff “Where is my prison gown?”

The bailiff smiled and said “You are wearing it…”

 

[Loxuru]

and she didn’t pay any taxes on the money she stole.”

Oh shit! Is there really a section on the tax declaration form where one should declare income from 'stolen money'? I have to read it more careful next time!

 

[thehangingtree]

Oh shit! Is there really a section on the tax declaration form where one should declare income from 'stolen money'? I have to read it more careful next time!

Tree believes that is what put Al Capone in prison, though declaring the income could have caused problems, too!

 

[thehangingtree]

The next day, Karen was brought back to court to hear her sentence. She wore the standard outfit of a convicted criminal, which means she was naked except for the handcuffs locking her arms behind her back. It was a nightmare experience for her as she was led to the stand before the packed courtroom. Karen was aware everyone was staring at her with lust in their eyes- even the judges.



The chief justice grabbed a document and solemnly read from it. “Karen Hahn, you have been found guilty of charges too numerous to read here of electronically stealing from accounts of businesses, companies, and corporations. This alone should get you a life sentence of hard labor at our women’s penitentiary. However, this was topped off with your failure to pay the taxes on your profits and therefore I sentence you to be the Brampton Women’s Institute of Incarceration where you will be terminated by the state-authorized method. Your termination will happen the last Saturday of the month and will be witnessed by public selected by a lottery.”

Karen’s eyes rolled shut and the judge asked if there were any questions.



Karen’s defense attorney asked if Karen would be naked when she was executed. The judge replied “Aren’t they all?”

Her attorney said “As her defense attorney, I am requesting to be present when Ms. Hahn is executed.”

The judge ordered the bailiff to arrange for Karen’s attorney’s admission. He had no objections to his client’s sentence.

Karen was led out of the courtroom and to the service door. Reporters questioned her whether her sentence was fair and how she felt about being publicly executed. Karen looked at them in disbelief. No one seemed concerned that she was going to be put to death.



They certainly weren’t concerned how badly she had to pee…

It was a half hour ride to the penitentiary with police escorting the transport vehicle. As the car drove up the drive, Karen stared at the ominous building.



It sent chills down her spine as she saw the sign that read “Brampton Women’s Institute for Incarceration and Termination”.



Karen was from the car and an iron collar with a heavy chain lead was placed around her neck. A matron led Karen from the parking lot towards the main entrance. Karen complained the collar and chain were uncomfortable.



The matron said “It’s just for the media. They’re selling tickets to your execution and even bad press is good…”

 

[thehangingtree]

Karen Hahn was brought to Warden Abigal Hanger’s office. Karen was quite defiant when she stood before the warden. She accusingly asked ”Are you going to enjoy killing me?”

“Karen, we prefer the term ‘terminate’. After all, you have been condemned to death” the warden replied.



“So are you going to watch the firing squad kill me” Karen asked.

“Karen, we don’t use a firing squad” the warden says. “It places too much stress on the guards. They don’t know if they really killed a prisoner or only had a blank in their gun.”



There was a hint of panic in Karen’s voice when she asked “You are going to put me on the electric chair?”



“It should be noted while quite effective, the electric chair uses far too much electricity and is way too quick in putting a prisoner to death. Besides, we found that frying a woman to death can upset the witnesses. A woman being juiced can put out a horrific smell. It has hurt ticket sales and hardly covers the cost of putting a woman to death.” – Harold Deadcon, Director of Corrections



“We don’t use the chair anymore. It is too damn quick and the witnesses feel cheated when the prison dies so quickly” Warden Hanger replied.

“Then how are you going to kill- I mean ‘terminate’ me” Karen asks’



The warden circles her desk and places her fingers under Karen’s chin.



“We are going to hang you to death” the warden said. “But don’t worry. Our hangman is very good at his job. Why, you could last a quarter hour once you are hanged.”

A guard from the Brampton Department of Corrections led Karen to the death row cell block. Karen said “The warden said they are going to hang me and it could take a quarter hour for me to die!”



The guard tried to reassure Karen “Only a few have lasted that long. Most die quicker than that…”

 

[Loxuru]

Gas chamber is no option? Because of a too high gas bill?

 

[thehangingtree]

From the time Karen arrived at the Brampton Women’s Institute for Incarceration and Termination, she found being a prisoner there had little if any rights. Her first search there was humiliating and demeaning.



The guards took her in the most vile ways possible whenever they wanted and however many of them there were.



She even found they could demand she gave them head if she wanted to have real food as a meal.



The guards would mock her saying she was too fat and wouldn’t last but a few minutes when she was hanged.

Next to her cell on death row was another prisoner named Kimberly O’Conner. One day they were chatting when Kimberly mentioned that the next day she was the ‘guest of honor’ at the prison’s gallows. This caught Karen by surprise. She had assumed they would be hanged at the same time. Kimberly laughed at the thought. She said “They sell tickets to our hangings. Why kill us at the same time when they can sell twice the tickets if they hang us separately?”



Karen stood by her cell’s bars and asked around the wall that divided their cells “If I may ask, what are they hanging you for?”

There was a rustle as Kimberly moved to her bunk. Karen, still unable to see Kimberly, said “You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to.”



Kimberly said “I don’t mind… I had too many traffic tickets.”

“They can put you to death for traffic tickets” Karen exclaimed in disbelief.

Kimberly replied “They apparently can if you ignore them and don’t pay them.”



“Anyway, they are going to take me to a holding cell soon. Apparently, they don’t want me to kill myself before they get to” Kimberly added. And Karen, have a nice life however long it is.”

About an hour later a guard came to get Kimberly. She took off Kimberly’s shackles and cuffed her wrists behind her back. Kimberly called over to Karen and wished her the best before she asked the guard if cuffing her wrists was necessary for a short walk to the holding cell. The guard tightened the cuffs painfully tight around Kimberly’s wrist and said “We’re not going to the cell yet. The sanitation engineer needs to see you first.”



Kimberly was taken to a private quarter where a skeleton-looking man was waiting to see her. Kimberly was confused and asked “Why do I have to meet with a sanitation engineer?"

“Budget cuts, Kimberly. They affect all of us… even prisoners about to be executed. With the cuts someone has dispose of your body and I cost less than an undertaker” he explained as he took the cuffs off her wrists. “Now be a good girl and get on the bed so I can see what I’ll do with your remains.”

Kimberly screamed “I don’t want to have sex with you!”



The man grabbed her head and said “Please call me Jollyrie and do as you are told. I’m half tempted to take you to Tree’s pig farm as livestock feed instead of giving you a proper burial!”

He threw Kimberly face-down on the bed and cuffed her hands above her head. He rammed his hard member between her ass’ cheeks and thrust it into her rectum.



Kimberly would never admit it but Jollyrie was not bad for her last fuck…

 

[Loxuru]

The guards would mock her saying she was too fat and wouldn’t last but a few minutes when she was hanged.

So, put her on weight first!

 

[thehangingtree]

Kimberly O’Conner is placed in a holding cell in death row. It is much cleaner than the cell she had been held in. There are cameras aimed at her but she cannot tell they are not just to watch her. They are high-definition units that can zoom in closer on her naked body than the prison’s closed-circuit camera. Kimberly stares at her hands wondering what it will feel like when she is hanged before a paying crowd.



Kimberly’s nerves prevent her from sleeping and the florescent lights never dim, denying her an atmosphere that would encourage her to doze off. She has never seen anyone hanged but remembers that she has been sentenced to death. She grabs the cell’s bars and tells herself it will be over quickly though her churning gut and aching bladder do not believe her thoughts.



A man comes into her cell and tells her it is time to get her ready for her execution. He grabs her hands and pulls them behind her back. Kimberly asks “What are you doing?”

“Tying your hands behind your back” he calmly replies.



He wraps a rope around her wrists and begins to knot it. Kimberly feels a warm wetness between her legs. Nervously she asks “Are you going to hang me now?”

“No, you don’t go out till three” he replies.

Having been under the constant lighting and with no clock to be seen, Kimberly asks “How long is that?”

The man jerks the knot tight says “About an hour… why?”



Kimberly says “It might be out of line but could you fuck me before you take me out there?”

Kimberly feels like it is a bold request but the man opens his trousers before he bends her over the table. Not many make such a request but he is more than ready to fulfill her request. Kimberly groans with a strange delight as he fills her vagina with his hard cock.



“Who are you” Karen Hahn asks.

A pretty woman in a black dress stares at her through her cell’s bars. She says “I am Professor Barbara Moore from the University of the Virgin Martyrs. I am writing a book on the unjust persecution of women by the legal systems of the world. I understand you are to be hanged two weeks from today.”

Karen doesn’t answer the professor but asks “So you want to interview me?”

“Not yet. I understand they are hanging another woman today. I hear you have never seen a woman hanged” Barb Moore says.

“I… no, never” Karen replies.

“Well, you are going to see one today” Prof. Moore replies.

“I don’t want to see anyone hanged” Karen replies emphatically.



“Listen, Karen, for what I paid, you are going to watch them hang Kimberly O’Conner! You won’t be much of an interview if you don’t know what they are going to do to you” Barbara Moore growls.

…nearly an hour later…

The guard leads Kimberly from the holding cell. She stubbornly fights to free her hands from the rope binding her arms. The man says “Quit fighting it. Your hands won’t get loose.”

Kimberly growls “Your cum is dipping down my legs! Everyone will see it!”



“Think they’ll figure out how it got there” the man asks smugly…

 

[Loxuru]

Barbara Moore growls.

We know Barbara Moore often complains! But a growling Barbara Moore, that's new!

 

[Barbaria1]

“Well, you are going to see one today” Prof. Moore replies.

“I don’t want to see anyone hanged” Karen replies emphatically.

We know Barbara Moore often complains! But a growling Barbara Moore, that's new!

i can be absolutely heartless when I want to be.

 

[Loxuru]

i can be absolutely heartless when I want to be.

 

[thehangingtree]

Kimberly is led down corridors she had never seen before. Though she knows she is being taken to her execution, she asks where they are heading. The man says “The prison’s courtyard. It’s the only place where we can fit all the people that bought tickets to see you hanged.”



Kimberly nearly shits when he says that. Up till now her stay at the Women’s Institute for Incarceration had been less than pleasant but the part about “and Termination” is becoming all too real.

He takes her down a corridor that ends at a heavy oak door. A guard takes the heavy locks from the door and it takes a pair of guards to open it. The man escorting Kimberly walks her into the bright light of the midafternoon sun. She is momentarily blinded by the light as the warm air replaces the dank air of the prison. She blinks her eyes as they adjust to the light. Her ears are filled with noise. As her eyes adapt to the light, Kimberly becomes aware what the man meant by ‘all the people’ that came for her hanging.

For a moment Kimberly forgets she is the only naked person there. The crowd is quite enthused about her being hanged. There are lewd jeers shouted at her. ‘Sting her up’ and ‘Hang her by her neck’ are yelled. A woman sitting on a guy’s shoulders reminds Kimberly she is about to be hanged to death naked before them. She shouts “Hang her up and let’s see those tits shake!”



The man in front of the woman looks at Kimberly’s thighs and says “Ow, she’s had her last fuck. Let’s see what leaks when she’s hanged.”

Kimberly is pushed towards the gallows. As she nears the tower there is a clearing in the crowd. A naked woman with her hands cuffed behind her back stands next to Prof. Moore. Kimberly has never seen either woman before even though the nude woman had been held in the cell next to her.

“They are going to hang her for traffic tickets” Karen says as she looks at Kimberly being led to the gallows.

“They are hanging her for not paying them. There is a difference” Barbara Moore replies.



“So why do we get a front row view” Karen asks.

“I said I paid a lot so you could see this. They made me buy a whole section” Barbara answers. “Don’t forget they are hanging you is two weeks. They don’t want the crowd to hurt you before they sting you up.”

“This is not right. They are hanging her for traffic tickets and they are going to hang me for taking some money” Karen snarls.

“I am not justifying either, but she didn’t pay her fines and you didn’t pay your taxes” Barbara says.

“So you get to see them hang both of us” Karen sneers.

“It’s research for the book I am writing to stop this shit. It isn’t pretty but sometimes it is necessary” Barbara says, hiding her desire to see Kimberly and Karen hanged.

Kimberly climbs the steps of the gallows. She looks around at the crowd that waits to see her hanged. She thinks ‘I’ll give you a show you won’t forget.’



She gets to the top and steps onto the platform. In front of her the noose dangles at her breast-level. She stops walking as being hanged suddenly becomes very real. The man grabs ger arm and says “You are being hanged until you die. Any fall greater than that could kill you or knock you out. It would please the witnesses.”



Kimberly’s bravery disappears as her stomach churns…

 

[Barbaria1]

“They are hanging her for not paying them. There is a difference” Barbara Moore replies.

a slight difference maybe, but not here on CruxForums, especially in a Tree story.

“So you get to see them hang both of us” Karen sneers.

“It’s research for the book I am writing to stop this shit. It isn’t pretty but sometimes it is necessary” Barbara says, hiding her desire to see Kimberly and Karen hanged.

I’m very good at hiding desire, especially on CruxForums. Wouldn’t want to give anyone here a wrong impression.

 

[Loxuru]

I’m very good at hiding desire, especially on CruxForums. Wouldn’t want to give anyone here a wrong impression.

Who are you and what have you done with the real Barbara Moore, our Barb from CruxForums?

 

[thehangingtree]

There is a struggle when the prison staff tries to put the noose around Kimberly’s neck. Her willingness to cooperate has passed and the clips tying her hair up fell free.



No effort was made to reset them. The crew decided her hair tossed about as she was hanged would make a nice touch to her execution. Now bound and noosed, Kimberly was now a captive prisoner ready to be hanged.



However, the state of Brampton had some formalities that had to be taken care of before they could hang Kimberly. Mrs. Longwynd stood next to Limberly and read the list of crimes Kimberly has been sentenced to be hanged for. As she concluded the list, she added “It is the desire of the Brampton court that you suffer a slow strangulation as to hang to death by your neck.”



Mrs. Longwynd was followed by a member of the Cruxton Abbey congregation that gave a winded dissertation of how Kimberly should s experience the most painful suffering as she hanged from the noose.



She is followed by Kimberly’s executioner. He steps up behind her and says “It is that time. Do you have any last words?”

Kimberly hisses “Just pull the lever and get this over!”



“I can’t do that till three o’clock” he says. “Have to wait because of the TV coverage.”

Kimberly doesn’t know how long that will be but is certain she is having the most difficult time not pissing on herself. She squeezes her thighs together in a desperate effort to control her bladder.



She hears the hangman begin to pull the lever.



Kimberly straightens up and takes her last free breath.



In a moment the trapdoor will fall from beneath her and she will be hanged…