Here for fun are some daily vignettes with pics drawn from the threads and texts written by @Harsh Martinet. Watch for them and enjoy:
Day 1:
Milady still maintains her air of superiority and defiance at her trial, acting as though the guilty verdict was certainly not meant for HER...how DARE they even consider sentencing her, LADY MOORE, to such an unbelievable and humiliating punishment?
She'd barely slept, tossing and turning, dreading the moment that had now arrived. It was the day of her public punishment and in a few hours they would come for her. She'd been allowed the mercy of not being placed in a cell after her sentencing, a guard placed at her front door overnight. But soon, the procession would arrive at her house, announced by the beat of a drummer, the thumping of soldiers' boots, the clatter of horse hooves as they pulled the cart...the cart to which she would soon find herself behind, wrists secured to it.....and yes....oh God help her.... stripped completely naked to her hips....breasts BARED! The nightmare of her public whipping through the streets of the city and surrounds would at last commence..... *
* Harsh Martinet
Day 1:
Milady still maintains her air of superiority and defiance at her trial, acting as though the guilty verdict was certainly not meant for HER...how DARE they even consider sentencing her, LADY MOORE, to such an unbelievable and humiliating punishment?
She'd barely slept, tossing and turning, dreading the moment that had now arrived. It was the day of her public punishment and in a few hours they would come for her. She'd been allowed the mercy of not being placed in a cell after her sentencing, a guard placed at her front door overnight. But soon, the procession would arrive at her house, announced by the beat of a drummer, the thumping of soldiers' boots, the clatter of horse hooves as they pulled the cart...the cart to which she would soon find herself behind, wrists secured to it.....and yes....oh God help her.... stripped completely naked to her hips....breasts BARED! The nightmare of her public whipping through the streets of the city and surrounds would at last commence..... *
* Harsh Martinet