The mayor yells “Hang this sinful bitch!”
‘Damn, they really are going to hang me’ Angel thinks.
As the crowd stares at her with undivided attention, Angel feels the noose’s knot twist and rise off her back. Using a trapdoor to hang someone has not been adopted yet. Two strong men pull at the rope the noose around her neck is made from. Angel feels the rope slide up her neck. She raises on her toes and wonders if being hanged will hurt… it doesn’t occur to her the purpose of hanging her is to put her to death and the people of Brampton certainly hope that hanging her by her neck is both painful and slow. They have never seen a nun hanged before and certainly not a naked one!
Angel’s toes have only so much reach. Her feet leave the rough wood of the gallows’ deck. Angel is amazed by the rope pressing against her throat. As she is being lifted, she thinks “Don’t they know this will kill me?”
Of course they do. They only hope the noose is slow to strangle her. Angel has been raised less than a half meter when she starts to kick. Being raised is not like a long drop that would have stunned or broken her neck. It will take a while for the noose to tighten enough to close her throat but there are other horrors she feels as she is being raised. Each pull of the rope the men do jerks her body.
The rope drags across the beam she hangs from sending cruel vibrations down it and she feels the shaking in the noose. Her eyes water but she cannot reach them with her hands tied behind her back. She blinks to clear them and can see the crowd below her cheering enthusiastically at her hanging.
“What the hell is wrong with them? Don’t they care they are killing me?”
They know Angel is being put to death. They are grateful she has some fight left. She will put on a good show as she chokes to death. On the gallows platform, the sheriff and his deputy watch Angel thrash as she hangs by her neck. The archbishop stands between them watching Angel twisting beneath the noose. The deputy says “She’s the best damn woman we have ever hanged!”
“She is putting up a hell of a fight. She looks great dangling by her neck” the sheriff adds.
The archbishop dabs the Reisling from his lips hoping his hard cock would not show bulging under his smock. He admonishes the men saying “She is a creation of the higher being. Of course she should look wonderful hanged by her neck. Her face is changing color. Is she going to kick the… is she about to die?”
“I think that’s just pressure on her neck. The way I tied the noose, she should last a while longer” the sheriff says.
“That is good. She should have time to reflect on her sins while she hangs” the archbishop says.
The three men discuss the merits of hanging women over men. The sheriff notes how Angel’s breasts are still shaking around on her chest. His deputy says “It’s not like when you hang a guy. Sure some of them get a hard-on, but once they shoot their load, they just have a limp dick flopping down there.”
About ten minutes after Angel was hoisted up, she starts thrashing violently. The archbishop asks “What is going on? Why is she kicking so hard?”
“I don’t think she can breathe anymore” the sheriff says. “The show is about over.”
“You mean the bitch is going to croak without… You mean she isn’t going to empty her bladder?” the archbishop asks.
“Just wait. She isn’t dead yet” the sheriff says.
After twelve minutes, Sister Angel stopped kicking and a flow of piss ran down her thighs.
The sheriff says to the governor “Well, we hanged our first nun. What did you think?”
“Frankly, I am glad it is over. I was afraid a bolt of lightning would save her and strike us all dead” the governor replies.
The citizens of Brampton were allowed to come up on the gallows to see the hanged woman. One of them says “I thought she’d last longer. You know, her being a nun I thought she’d last longer.”
“I know. She died just like all the whores they hang” one woman says.
So Brampton hanged its first nun. This would be a good place to end this tale, but you have to remember it was the Europeans that came to American. They imported a lot of old-world traditions…
…including hanging, which will be covered in future chapters. It was not exactly how it is told in the history books…
‘Damn, they really are going to hang me’ Angel thinks.
As the crowd stares at her with undivided attention, Angel feels the noose’s knot twist and rise off her back. Using a trapdoor to hang someone has not been adopted yet. Two strong men pull at the rope the noose around her neck is made from. Angel feels the rope slide up her neck. She raises on her toes and wonders if being hanged will hurt… it doesn’t occur to her the purpose of hanging her is to put her to death and the people of Brampton certainly hope that hanging her by her neck is both painful and slow. They have never seen a nun hanged before and certainly not a naked one!
Angel’s toes have only so much reach. Her feet leave the rough wood of the gallows’ deck. Angel is amazed by the rope pressing against her throat. As she is being lifted, she thinks “Don’t they know this will kill me?”
Of course they do. They only hope the noose is slow to strangle her. Angel has been raised less than a half meter when she starts to kick. Being raised is not like a long drop that would have stunned or broken her neck. It will take a while for the noose to tighten enough to close her throat but there are other horrors she feels as she is being raised. Each pull of the rope the men do jerks her body.
The rope drags across the beam she hangs from sending cruel vibrations down it and she feels the shaking in the noose. Her eyes water but she cannot reach them with her hands tied behind her back. She blinks to clear them and can see the crowd below her cheering enthusiastically at her hanging.
“What the hell is wrong with them? Don’t they care they are killing me?”
They know Angel is being put to death. They are grateful she has some fight left. She will put on a good show as she chokes to death. On the gallows platform, the sheriff and his deputy watch Angel thrash as she hangs by her neck. The archbishop stands between them watching Angel twisting beneath the noose. The deputy says “She’s the best damn woman we have ever hanged!”
“She is putting up a hell of a fight. She looks great dangling by her neck” the sheriff adds.
The archbishop dabs the Reisling from his lips hoping his hard cock would not show bulging under his smock. He admonishes the men saying “She is a creation of the higher being. Of course she should look wonderful hanged by her neck. Her face is changing color. Is she going to kick the… is she about to die?”
“I think that’s just pressure on her neck. The way I tied the noose, she should last a while longer” the sheriff says.
“That is good. She should have time to reflect on her sins while she hangs” the archbishop says.
The three men discuss the merits of hanging women over men. The sheriff notes how Angel’s breasts are still shaking around on her chest. His deputy says “It’s not like when you hang a guy. Sure some of them get a hard-on, but once they shoot their load, they just have a limp dick flopping down there.”
About ten minutes after Angel was hoisted up, she starts thrashing violently. The archbishop asks “What is going on? Why is she kicking so hard?”
“I don’t think she can breathe anymore” the sheriff says. “The show is about over.”
“You mean the bitch is going to croak without… You mean she isn’t going to empty her bladder?” the archbishop asks.
“Just wait. She isn’t dead yet” the sheriff says.
After twelve minutes, Sister Angel stopped kicking and a flow of piss ran down her thighs.
The sheriff says to the governor “Well, we hanged our first nun. What did you think?”
“Frankly, I am glad it is over. I was afraid a bolt of lightning would save her and strike us all dead” the governor replies.
The citizens of Brampton were allowed to come up on the gallows to see the hanged woman. One of them says “I thought she’d last longer. You know, her being a nun I thought she’d last longer.”
“I know. She died just like all the whores they hang” one woman says.
So Brampton hanged its first nun. This would be a good place to end this tale, but you have to remember it was the Europeans that came to American. They imported a lot of old-world traditions…
…including hanging, which will be covered in future chapters. It was not exactly how it is told in the history books…