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Waiting for Judicial Corporal Punishment

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RoninHayabusa

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Cathy ran away from her Midwestern hometown and became fully immersed in the San Francisco scene. It was a wonderland full of music, protest, and free love. Everything she thought about her strict parents and boring life back home was confirmed.

On a road trip, her friends Rick and Sunflower stopped to forage for mushrooms in the woods, leaving Cathy with the van. When the sheriff of the rural county suddenly appeared and arrested her for marijuana possession, Cathy made the mistake of resisting and calling the lawman a pig.

Stripped naked and bound spread eagle against a set of jail bars, the trembling girl begged for forgiveness. The deputies commented on Cathy’s tight young body while mocking her unshaven hippie legs and the downy hair now matted with sweat in her armpits.

The loud report of a heavy leather strap against a desktop caused Cathy to flinch and whimper. She wailed as the next blow fell across her shoulder blades, the first of forty that would turn her back and bottom purple. Cathy was still in severe pain when she was released after a week in jail. The sheriff placed her on a Greyhound bus with a stern warning never to return.
 
RoninHayabusa

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Cathy ran away from her Midwestern hometown and became fully immersed in the San Francisco scene. It was a wonderland full of music, protest, and free love. Everything she thought about her strict parents and boring life back home was confirmed.

On a road trip, her friends Rick and Sunflower stopped to forage for mushrooms in the woods, leaving Cathy with the van. When the sheriff of the rural county suddenly appeared and arrested her for marijuana possession, Cathy made the mistake of resisting and calling the lawman a pig.

Stripped naked and bound spread eagle against a set of jail bars, the trembling girl begged for forgiveness. The deputies commented on Cathy’s tight young body while mocking her unshaven hippie legs and the downy hair now matted with sweat in her armpits.

The loud report of a heavy leather strap against a desktop caused Cathy to flinch and whimper. She wailed as the next blow fell across her shoulder blades, the first of forty that would turn her back and bottom purple. Cathy was still in severe pain when she was released after a week in jail. The sheriff placed her on a Greyhound bus with a stern warning never to return.
Deep, painful bruising with no tearing of skin or flesh. Seems like an appropriate punishment for a first-time offender back in the day when miscreants could not fuck with the cops.

"Next time, girlie, you'll leave with scars. So stay away!"
 
Nello2

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Elise knew this day would come from the moment the Germans captured her with messages for the Resistance. She had steeled herself with visions of a defiant death shouting “Vive la France!” before her hanging. Instead, Elise was gripped by terror when she saw a guard approach with a multi-thonged lash. She cried out as her clothes were torn, baring her to the waist.

With her back brutally whipped to the bone, Elise slid to her knees when she was untied from the column. She was dragged to the top of the gallows, her body soaked with sweat and blood. Elise’s bare breasts with their puffy nipples heaved in front of the enthralled soldiers, their tender sides cut by the lash. Instead of patriotic exclamations, Elise’s last sounds were the begging and screams from her flogging and a loud sob as the noose was slipped around her neck.
Mmm suddenly a hanging sounds desirable if whipped like that before? “Whipped to the bone” I mean who can resist such a promise?
 
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