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The Trials and Tribulations of Lady Barbara Moore

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Day 30

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For her Court ordered public whipping, Lady Barbara was adorned with a far different "necklace" and "gown" than she was accustomed to.

But the crowd that gathered to witness her punishment and humiliation in the town square all agreed that this look suited her quite well and that they'd never seen her more "elegant".

Of course, Milady had a somewhat different opinion, which she vehemently expressed, with a vocabulary and tone that was better suited to a sailor than a highborn lady.


Once fastened to the post, however, her tone would once again change when her whipping began and the lash coaxed her to "sing" for the amused spectators.... *

* text by HarshMartinet
As ever, Lady Barbara can be relied on to provide a most entertaining and erotic performance under the lash!
 
Day 31

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"THEY" knew what was about to take place, swollen with arrogant tumescence, reacting to the excitement and arousal her body felt, comingling with the fear and humiliation that filled her mind.

Lady Barbara struggled mightily to put on a brave face as she was led out into the square to face the throngs of enthusiastic spectators gathered there to be entertained by the suffering soon to be inflicted on such a haughty high-born lady. Not to mention the unimaginable agony of forty lashes laid on forcefully without mercy upon her naked back as she hung stripped to her waist at the whipping post.

As she walked unsteadily towards the two black hooded behemoths tasked with carrying out her sentence she felt the caress of the warm sun and breeze upon "them", gently tickling and so pleasurable, sending inappropriate signals down between her thighs.

She knew she had to will herself to be in control, to project the dignity and superiority of her class. As her wrists were raised up to the waiting shackles, she managed a wan smile as she wondered what kind of sensations the first fiery lash of the whip across her back would send to "them"... *

*text by HarshMartinet
 
Day 31

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"THEY" knew what was about to take place, swollen with arrogant tumescence, reacting to the excitement and arousal her body felt, comingling with the fear and humiliation that filled her mind.

Lady Barbara struggled mightily to put on a brave face as she was led out into the square to face the throngs of enthusiastic spectators gathered there to be entertained by the suffering soon to be inflicted on such a haughty high-born lady. Not to mention the unimaginable agony of forty lashes laid on forcefully without mercy upon her naked back as she hung stripped to her waist at the whipping post.

As she walked unsteadily towards the two black hooded behemoths tasked with carrying out her sentence she felt the caress of the warm sun and breeze upon "them", gently tickling and so pleasurable, sending inappropriate signals down between her thighs.


She knew she had to will herself to be in control, to project the dignity and superiority of her class. As her wrists were raised up to the waiting shackles, she managed a wan smile as she wondered what kind of sensations the first fiery lash of the whip across her back would send to "them"... *

*text by HarshMartinet
She would be better advised worrying about the effects on `them` of the coarse wooden splinters from the whipping post, as she performs her erotic contortions under the lash.
 
Day 32

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The harsh reality of what awaited Lady Moore. She was spared the humiliation of a public punishment for her treasonous utterings due to her highborn status. But her enemies influenced, without great difficulty the judges to come up with a clever alternative. The wooden horse upon which she would ride would be placed in a large window of the convent that was above the wall and could be seen from the plaza.

She'd be displayed on her steed for five turns of the glass and be given twenty lashes each hour, all the while entertaining the multitudes of spectators who had heard about this free entertainment and flocked to the plaza to enjoy it.

From such a distance it was almost as if they were watching a marionette show....but the cries of agony and pleas for mercy were most definitely coming from a very real Lady Moore.
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* text by HarshMartinet
 
Day 32

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The harsh reality of what awaited Lady Moore. She was spared the humiliation of a public punishment for her treasonous utterings due to her highborn status. But her enemies influenced, without great difficulty the judges to come up with a clever alternative. The wooden horse upon which she would ride would be placed in a large window of the convent that was above the wall and could be seen from the plaza.

She'd be displayed on her steed for five turns of the glass and be given twenty lashes each hour, all the while entertaining the multitudes of spectators who had heard about this free entertainment and flocked to the plaza to enjoy it.

From such a distance it was almost as if they were watching a marionette show....but the cries of agony and pleas for mercy were most definitely coming from a very real Lady Moore.
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* text by HarshMartinet
Always exciting watching miss Moore get manhandled
 
Day 32

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The harsh reality of what awaited Lady Moore. She was spared the humiliation of a public punishment for her treasonous utterings due to her highborn status. But her enemies influenced, without great difficulty the judges to come up with a clever alternative. The wooden horse upon which she would ride would be placed in a large window of the convent that was above the wall and could be seen from the plaza.

She'd be displayed on her steed for five turns of the glass and be given twenty lashes each hour, all the while entertaining the multitudes of spectators who had heard about this free entertainment and flocked to the plaza to enjoy it.

From such a distance it was almost as if they were watching a marionette show....but the cries of agony and pleas for mercy were most definitely coming from a very real Lady Moore.
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* text by HarshMartinet
If there`s one area in which Lady Barbara excels, it`s making influential enemies!
 
Day 32

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Her facial expression reflected the absolute shock and disbelief she was experiencing. She never thought that this day was actually going to come, that she was actually going to be punished!

Young Lady Barbara had always believed that her highborn status would always protect her, no matter how many important and powerful people she offended or insulted, enraging some of the most noble families in the land.

But at last, patience with her had run out. Her outlandish behavior would no longer be tolerated....not even by her own family. A shame trial had been arranged and her guilt verdict was never in doubt.

Coins placed in the right palms assured her fate. They’d also made possible the incredibly harsh punishment that was to be imposed upon her.

The words of the Lord Justice continued to ring in her ears, the shocking sentence so unbelievable, like something out of a nightmare!

For a young woman of noble birth to be sentenced to a public whipping was unheard of, especially the humiliating manner in which it was to be carried out! Spreadeagled between two posts, clad in only a loincloth to hide her intimacy from the eyes of the crowd, breasts completely bared and on display! The humiliation alone would be a terrible punishment!

But then there was the matter of the actual whipping... FIFTY LASHES, carried out by two soldiers of the regimental garrison utilizing the standard military cat o' nine tails!!!!

It simply couldn't be! Surely the sentence was just a ploy to scare her, to make her plead for mercy....to break her spirit and teach her a lesson....

And SURELY the other horrific punishments of the sentence were never seriously considered to actually be carried out..... *


* text by @Harsh Martinet
 
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