Sorry... I watched 'Trading Places' last night and that was what the two bets were for!!!Bullwhips???? Owwww .... thankful to have passed out .... you mean, they only bet a lousy dollar? ... what an insult
Sorry... I watched 'Trading Places' last night and that was what the two bets were for!!!Bullwhips???? Owwww .... thankful to have passed out .... you mean, they only bet a lousy dollar? ... what an insult
...and please take this up with mymartinet and Primus... Tree only reports what he sees...Bullwhips???? Owwww .... thankful to have passed out .... you mean, they only bet a lousy dollar? ... what an insult
In the rented obsolete prison’s yard Barb hangs unconscious beneath her manacled wrists while the other prisoners were placed in ‘lockdown’ for the night. The prison exercise yard has been turned and covered with an inch of cedar mulch to mask the stench of the prisoners’ defecation and food and drink vendors’ trailers ringed the yard as crowds paying $20 a ticket filed in to watch Dorothy’s nighttime hanging.
Barb came to as the sky above her turned deep red as the sun sets below the walls. She struggled to her feet and looked about, at first disoriented but slowly realized she was in Admi’s prison.
Damn, if every inch of my body doesn’t hurt! I feel flies gnawing at my back while a few thousand drunks strolled around me waiting to see Dorothy hang. There are signs that say ‘Look but do not touch’ But that doesn’t keep them from squeezing my swollen breasts… sorry… udders and squirting milk from them.
But the attention shifts when Dorothy led from her cell…
One of the guards came to Dorothy’s cell and said “It is time Dorothy.”
She looked through the bars and asked “Is there time for one more fuck?”
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“Sorry, Dorothy, but you been shagged for the last time he said as he cuffed her wrists behind back. Once he had her wrists secured he reached around to squeeze her still milk-heavy tits. Then he hissed “I can’t wait to see these ‘puppies’ bounce around while you do your last dance.”
Dorothy replied “I know I have no right to ask but could you wait until I’m dead before you jerk off or at least do it where I can’t see you?”
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Two guards lead her into the drunken crowd towards the gallows looming at the other end of the end of the yard…
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Tree
Well, you are next but you have to wait until the Monday after next full moon. Ulrika wants to get out of servicing the Admicock next month...Dance Dorothy Dance!!!....and take your time about it too ... cause I fear I am next.
In the rented obsolete prison’s yard Barb hangs unconscious beneath her manacled wrists while the other prisoners were placed in ‘lockdown’ for the night. The prison exercise yard has been turned and covered with an inch of cedar mulch to mask the stench of the prisoners’ defecation and food and drink vendors’ trailers ringed the yard as crowds paying $20 a ticket filed in to watch Dorothy’s nighttime hanging.
Barb came to as the sky above her turned deep red as the sun sets below the walls. She struggled to her feet and looked about, at first disoriented but slowly realized she was in Admi’s prison.
Damn, if every inch of my body doesn’t hurt! I feel flies gnawing at my back while a few thousand drunks strolled around me waiting to see Dorothy hang. There are signs that say ‘Look but do not touch’ But that doesn’t keep them from squeezing my swollen breasts… sorry… udders and squirting milk from them.
But the attention shifts when Dorothy led from her cell…
One of the guards came to Dorothy’s cell and said “It is time Dorothy.”
She looked through the bars and asked “Is there time for one more fuck?”
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“Sorry, Dorothy, but you been shagged for the last time he said as he cuffed her wrists behind back. Once he had her wrists secured he reached around to squeeze her still milk-heavy tits. Then he hissed “I can’t wait to see these ‘puppies’ bounce around while you do your last dance.”
Dorothy replied “I know I have no right to ask but could you wait until I’m dead before you jerk off or at least do it where I can’t see you?”
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Two guards lead her into the drunken crowd towards the gallows looming at the other end of the end of the yard…
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Tree
You have no idea what the TV rights went for and what the vendors paid to get into the yard!!!$20, What an insult, that`s around £11 in our money
i am going to make an official complaint. after all the
pleasure i have given to men and that`s all i`m worth
a street girl charges more than that for a quicky up
against the wall
You have no idea what the TV rights went for and what the vendors paid to get into the yard!!!
I Won`t get any of that will i Mr Tree. i will be a Stiff
"Stiff" now why does that word turn me on
Dorothy has a one-track mind ... giggle
The lights in the exercise yards are dimmed and a spotlights flood Dorothy’s body the crowd is parted and she is led towards the gallows. To drive home the point that I am the next to the noose she is led past the whipping structure I still am bound to.
She looks like a doomed flower. We have spent the last five years together at the Gunner’s Reparation Farm and had become friends. As she passes me I say “I’m sorry this is happening Dorothy.”
“Oh, don’t worry love. They let me spend the day with the Detroit boys and after the night with the Admicock I don’tthink they could satisfy me anymore. He is better than any bull I’ve ever been with. What’s with the long face, Barb?” Dorothy asks me. “He’s going to do you before you are hanged!”
“I can hardly wait” I groan.
-Barb
I am brought to the gallows where some bitch from the IMF tells me to be brave as she puts the noose around my neck.
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“I suppose that is easier for you to say since it’s my neck in the rope” I mutter.
“Hey, sow, in your next life learn to drive” she snaps.
“I knew I could count on you for comfort” I say as calmly as I can. She closes the noose only enough that I cannot escape it.
The executioner was not The Hanging Tree and he grunted mightily to close the noose about my neck.
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He finally quit and said “That’s good enough. Your head is not going to pop through that!”
“Is that supposed to make me feel better?” I ask.
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“Do you think we care, Dorothy?” He replies as the lights dimmed. He asks I any last words.
“Could you suck my tits? They are oozing” I say.
“Not a chance”
“Then pull the fucking lever and get this done!”
-Dorothy
Tree
She is not as pretty as you, then or now... Now let's get your neck stretched...Stand Underneath the gallows Mr Tree, then when i drop
i can piss on you my parting gift to my tormentor
I Just looked at the noosed girl it`s Petra
the most liked snuff girl on the net.
Oh You Are A Love, Thank You Mr Tree
Really? Eleven pounds?$20, What an insult, that`s around £11 in our money
i am going to make an official complaint. after all the
pleasure i have given to men and that`s all i`m worth
a street girl charges more than that for a quicky up
against the wall
And Dorothy didn't even get her tits sucked for $20....The lights in the exercise yards are dimmed and a spotlights flood Dorothy’s body the crowd is parted and she is led towards the gallows. To drive home the point that I am the next to the noose she is led past the whipping structure I still am bound to.
She looks like a doomed flower. We have spent the last five years together at the Gunner’s Reparation Farm and had become friends. As she passes me I say “I’m sorry this is happening Dorothy.”
“Oh, don’t worry love. They let me spend the day with the Detroit boys and after the night with the Admicock I don’tthink they could satisfy me anymore. He is better than any bull I’ve ever been with. What’s with the long face, Barb?” Dorothy asks me. “He’s going to do you before you are hanged!”
“I can hardly wait” I groan.
-Barb
I am brought to the gallows where some bitch from the IMF tells me to be brave as she puts the noose around my neck.
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“I suppose that is easier for you to say since it’s my neck in the rope” I mutter.
“Hey, sow, in your next life learn to drive” she snaps.
“I knew I could count on you for comfort” I say as calmly as I can. She closes the noose only enough that I cannot escape it.
The executioner was not The Hanging Tree and he grunted mightily to close the noose about my neck.
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He finally quit and said “That’s good enough. Your head is not going to pop through that!”
“Is that supposed to make me feel better?” I ask.
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“Do you think we care, Dorothy?” He replies as the lights dimmed. He asks I any last words.
“Could you suck my tits? They are oozing” I say.
“Not a chance”
“Then pull the fucking lever and get this done!”
-Dorothy
Tree
And Dorothy didn't even get her tits sucked for $20....
Really? Eleven pounds?
Cruxforums is such an education!
And Dorothy didn't even get her tits sucked for $20....
She is not as pretty as you, then or now... Now let's get your neck stretched...
Tree
...just stating the facts...How can you say that Mr Tree When You Are Just About To Hang Me
of course........................................ not...do we care???