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Waiting for Judicial Corporal Punishment
- Thread starter elephas
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elephas
Senator
This is more suitable for our "JCP illustrations" thread.
yes I know ,P thought I was on that threas
elephas
Senator
Do you know who the artist is?
ianwarrick
Magistrate
Every time she fails to count the birch stroke the whip on the stool is lashed across her back to the cheers of the spectators
ianwarrick
Magistrate
A good two dozen of the discipline cane for absconding. Their howls can be heard throughout the reformatory as the canes bite
ianwarrick
Magistrate
Waiting to be to taken out to the square for a public whipping
vls666
Spectator
Whip me like that
elephas
Senator
elephas
Senator
Ramon71
Magistrate
Scott Brown
For two days, Josephine had been alone in her cell, consumed with the horror of her sentence and the sound her mother’s heartbreaking wail after it was read. She now stood stripped to the waist in front of the chuckling guards, her throat dry and terror squeezing the air from her lungs.
Josephine’s trembling legs would barely propel her down the corridor to the bright square outside the jail. Her heart pounded and her chest heaved beneath her crossed arms. It seemed impossible that the whole town would soon see her bared breasts and witness her tender back ravaged by thirty lashes.
As she saw the post, Josephine realized that its shadow would always follow her. She would be one of those girls, a sadness in her eyes and the memory of pain and shame churning behind a haunted face.
For two days, Josephine had been alone in her cell, consumed with the horror of her sentence and the sound her mother’s heartbreaking wail after it was read. She now stood stripped to the waist in front of the chuckling guards, her throat dry and terror squeezing the air from her lungs.
Josephine’s trembling legs would barely propel her down the corridor to the bright square outside the jail. Her heart pounded and her chest heaved beneath her crossed arms. It seemed impossible that the whole town would soon see her bared breasts and witness her tender back ravaged by thirty lashes.
As she saw the post, Josephine realized that its shadow would always follow her. She would be one of those girls, a sadness in her eyes and the memory of pain and shame churning behind a haunted face.
twonines
LIMERICUS
"You`re pissing me off, Moore, You are down for twenty, but if you ain`t nekkid in ten seconds, I`ll make it thirty."
Birch4females
Governor
Morticia
Executioner
A fine trio of canvases upon which the Disciplinarian can paint their cane applied colours.