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France 1944

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A Tree note: The following few chapters are illustrations posted by Laetitia. I’m not sure of the artist’s name. Your help is welcomed…

Wednesday, June 7, 1944…

It is early in the morning. Messaline is sleeping in and Judith is starting to get dressed. She has only her bra, panties, and stocking on when a German officer and a soldier burst into her room. They bind her wrists behind her back and lead her out to the town’s square. Judith sees the gallows and realizes they have something besides rough sex in mind for her.
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“What is this about” Judith demands. Her voice covers the fear inside her.

“What does it look like” the officer asks. “We have it on strong sources that you are a member of the French Resistance. So let us see how bravely you die for a free France!”
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They know about Messa and me! I hesitate but the two men push me towards the gallows!
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On faltering legs I am led to the gallows and the noose is placed around my neck. The coarse rope scratches my skin as I am pushed up the ladder. The officer paws me as he forces me up the ladder while the soldier pulls the rope.
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“You cannot do this to me! I have not been charged with a crime and I have not been tried” I cry desperately.

“You have been tried, convicted, and condemned to hang to death. You should be happy to die for your lost cause!”
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I have slept with both of these men but it was for my cause. Now the disgusting krauts are groping my breasts and bottom as they force me up the ladder as they ready to hang me!
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I am nearly naked with my lace lingerie hardly covering my privates. I am on the third step of the rickety ladder when I beg them not to hang me.
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The officer laughs and says “I am in no hurry to see you hanged. You stand on the ladder as long as you can.”
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Beneath my stockings I feel the rough rungs of the ladder tearing at the soles of my feet. I begin to fall back and the ladder shifts.
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My goddess, I am about to hang!
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-Judith
 
thehangingtree said:
member of the SS, the cunning and brutal Barbara Mohr
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messa pensive 7.jpg Can we otherwise qualify this woman ? :sconf::shakehead:

thehangingtree said:
“Make it last a while” the French woman replies. “I die for a free France.”
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girl-confused.jpg Could she say anything else ? I think that it's what I'll say in such opportunity ...

thehangingtree said:
“Your men in Carentan are buffoons with their penises controlling their brains.
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messa pensive 12.jpg Is it not valuable for all the men ?

thehangingtree said:
Because of them we have Panzer divisions in Calais while the allies storm the beaches of Normandy.”
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Oh, really ? Do you not exagerate our roles ?

thehangingtree said:
I want them hanged in the square so when the invaders get to Carentan they will see their corpses swaying from their nooses
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:eek: Oh, decidely, this woman is hating us !!! Perhaps has she her menstrues ....?Dumb-Blonde.gif :D
 
I fall backwards and the noose cinches around my neck!
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My feet fall from the ladder and I am hanged!
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It is one thing to say you will die for your country. The rope borrows into my skin and I being choked by the rope as my body pulls on my neck.

It is quite different to swear you will die for your country and another thing to be slowly choked as Judith hangs from the noose. Her feet flail about as Judith struggles to find something to stand on.
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Judith’s face reddens as the noose slowly crushes her neck.
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She doesn’t notice the Germans cutting her bra and panties from her body. The only thought she has is how she can get her next breath.
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Her throat is collapsed and the gurgles and gasps are over. Drool pours from her mouth and her legs twitch their last.
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The strangulation pushes her tongue from her mouth. Judith is silent as the noose has crushed her neck.
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Judith hangs limp as her body give up to the rope.
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The damn krauts shake hand as Judith’s bladder gives up
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Judith is dead. What will they do to Messaline?
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Tree
 
Barbaria1 said:
View attachment 580893Wunderbar! Well done. An Iron Cross for both of us, eh? Please report back to SS-Oberführer Mohr that this one is kaput!
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None too discrete Miss Mohr!!!

Let us continue...


It is still Wednesday morning, June 7, 1944 in the Normandy town of Carentan. Judith has been executed hanged by her neck by the German occupiers. Her body sways in the gentle morning breeze. Judith makes no noise. She is dead. Only the rope squeaks as it rubs on the gallows.

I woke late and dress in a blouse, skirt, and simple shoes. I wonder what Judith is doing. The Nazi officer and his aide walk in and tell me they have a surprise for me. They blindfold me and lead me from the suite. I am not sure where they are leading me but it feels like the town square underfoot. I go along with them. Why not let the Nazis have their fun? Maybe I can learn something.
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They are kicky little boys.

-Messaline

Messa has no idea she is being led to the gallows where her lover Judith hangs dead.
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“Where are you taking me” I ask with a laugh that I doubt hides my concern of what is happening to me.

-Messa

If only Messa could see…
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The officer steps behind me and begins to untie the blindfold. I urge him to be quicker as my curiosity gets the best of me.
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“Hold still, Messa” the officer admonishes me. “It will go quicker if you hold still.”

“I’m just excited to see what you are going to show me” I say with a laugh that doesn’t even convince me.
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The blindfold is removed and I look up and see Judith’s face looking dark after she has hanged to death!
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“My goddess, what have you done?”
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“We have hanged Judith and are about to hang you” the soldier says.
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“You killed Judith! How could you do this” I scream.
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“It is simple, Messaline. We hang traitors” the officer says as he rips my blouse open!
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-Messaline
 
Barbaria1 said:
View attachment 580893Wunderbar! Well done. An Iron Cross for both of us, eh? Please report back to SS-Oberführer Mohr that this one is kaput!
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Oberführer? Pretty high rank for someone overseeing executions. :D

The vicious side of Barb we don't often see. Hanging beats demerits?

thehangingtree said:
“You killed Judith! How could you do this” I scream.

“It is simple, Messaline. We hang traitors” the officer says as he rips my blouse open!
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Things not looking good for our heroines. :(
Where is Col. Erin and her female commando rescue unit?
 
Jollyrei said:
Yes, well, even the famous (notorious) Mohr of the SS does not get the Iron Cross for simply executing two French women, I think. Go stop the allied invasion. ;)
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I really can't do that ...

images.jpg I was drummed out of basic training

a03c776bc014b391ca060f86e8bb74ad--nazi-party-nazi-propaganda.jpg for not taking it seriously enough and having too much fun
 
messaline said:
View attachment 580984 ... Hum, it seems that I shall not reach the next week-end ... Anyway, how can you hang a so much pretty woman ?:eek:
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Tree sleeps with strange effects of Seagram's... sorry..
Jollyrei said:
Oberführer? Pretty high rank for someone overseeing executions. :D

The vicious side of Barb we don't often see. Hanging beats demerits?


Things not looking good for our heroines. :(
Where is Col. Erin and her female commando rescue unit?
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Barbaria1 said:
View attachment 581002I have friends in high places .... ;)
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See, I wear a straw hat and he doesn't!!!

Jollyrei said:
Yes, well, even the famous (notorious) Mohr of the SS does not get the Iron Cross for simply executing two French women, I think. Go stop the allied invasion. ;)
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It would probably serve her well but history doesn't serve Barb well. Let us hope well for Messa!
 
My blouse is torn open baring my perfect breasts.
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“How dare you do this to me” I protest. I lie and swear “I am a lady of Vichy France!”
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They seem unconvinced. My blouse, skirt, and shoes are pulled from my body and my wrists are tied behind my back and I am carried to the gallows to meet the same fate as Judith has!
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I squirm and kick but I am carried to the gallows.
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I look at my lover Judith and know I am about to end the same as she has!
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They wrestle me onto the platform and I am staring at the rope of the noose. They dare to expect me to hold still while they wrap that around my neck???
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I kick and fight to avoid the rope the best I can. The young soldier is stronger than I am even if my wrists aren’t tied!
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There is no dodging the noose going around my neck.
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I am trapped in the noose and standing on my toes. The officer brings the ladder to my side of the gallows.
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He laughs and says “Don’t pull her up! Let her climb to her death!
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-Messaline
 
thehangingtree said:
My blouse is torn open baring my perfect breasts.
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“How dare you do this to me” I protest. I lie and swear “I am a lady of Vichy France!”
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They seem unconvinced. My blouse, skirt, and shoes are pulled from my body and my wrists are tied behind my back and I am carried to the gallows to meet the same fate as Judith has!
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I squirm and kick but I am carried to the gallows.
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I look at my lover Judith and know I am about to end the same as she has!
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They wrestle me onto the platform and I am staring at the rope of the noose. They dare to expect me to hold still while they wrap that around my neck???
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I kick and fight to avoid the rope the best I can. The young soldier is stronger than I am even if my wrists aren’t tied!
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There is no dodging the noose going around my neck.
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I am trapped in the noose and standing on my toes. The officer brings the ladder to my side of the gallows.
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He laughs and says “Don’t pull her up! Let her climb to her death!
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-Messaline
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Messaline is a Vichy Vixen ;)
 
I am standing on my toes on the gallows wearing a rope around my neck, another around my wrists, and my panties. Judith hangs dead next to me and the krauts are worried that I should climb to my hanging. I would tell them to fuck off but the noose hurts and I need some relief.
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The ladder is placed next to me and I am rudely encouraged to climb it. The officer is groping me more than he is helping me up the rungs.
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With my wrists tied and the soldier pulling on the rope of the noose there is little I can do to resist.
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The rough wood of ladder gnaws at my feet. It is less a torment than the kraut’s hands feeling my privates though my sheer panties. I glance over at my dear Judith and see her face contorted with pain of hanging. I pray they did not treat her as they are me but doubt they were any gentler with her. I know I slept with these goons but that was for my country. Now their very touch feels grotesque on my flesh.
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I hope being hanged goes swift. I see no chance of avoiding strangling from the noose. I reach the next rung and they have me stop there. I am not expecting what happens next. The officer decides strips my panties and the cold blade of his field knife slips between the cloth and my skin as he cuts the panties from my bottom!
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He laughs and says “We can’t have you over-dressed for your hanging, can we Messaline?”
What vile scum he is! In a moment I will be naked waiting to hang!
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I stand on the ladder moments from being hanged. I look around and see a few of the town people watching the Nazis preparing to execute me. Some like the mayor are Vichy appointees while others wonder why Judith is hanged and I am about to. They seem confused as they are sure we are collaborators of the Nazis. It doesn’t matter- you don’t see a pair of naked women hanged every day and they are not going to miss the show!
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I stand bound and naked on the ladder. The rough rope is tucked under my chin reminding me I am about to hang from noose. People with various motives watch the Germans fondle my defenseless body. Tears of shame stream down my face as I am groped before the crowd.
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I wobble on the ladder’s rung trying to avoid their gropes to no avail.
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As their fingers race over my flesh and through my loins I can see the people watch my humiliation. I am almost ready to die so this grotesque exhibition will end.
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-Messaline
 
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My wish comes true far too soon. The soldier places his hands on my bum and pushes me forward. My feet leave the ladder. I am hanged!
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Before me the officer seems pleased that the rope is holding me above the ground by my neck!
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I feel the rope pull against my neck. I can still breathe but my own body, fighting to find footing, is pulling the noose tighter!
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I am fighting to draw air. Raspy gasps are harder to draw. Where is the ladder? I was just standing on the ladder! Where is the damn ladder?
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I try to grab the rope but I can’t free my bound wrists!
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I am fighting to draw air but it is getting harder with second. Why is my pussy so hot and wet?
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-Messaline

Messaline’s feet scramble trying to find something to stand on. As Messa slowly chokes she is unaware the German soldier is rubbing her clit!
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Why am I climaxing? My neck is being crushed and my feet can’t find anything to stand on. What is going on?
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-Messaline

Messa’s head clouds as her brain is denied the blood to help her think. Her vision blurs as she Messa thrashes in an orgasmic death.
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She hears ringing in her ears as she can no longer resist the crush of the noose around neck.
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Where are her rescuers?

Tree
 
thehangingtree said:
It is quite different to swear you will die for your country and another thing to be slowly choked as Judith hangs from the noose.
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Very true. To face a slow and unpleasant public death is very different to the concept of heroism and patriotism that the idealist has in her head. Stark reality confronts her, grips her round the neck and gets ready to shake her.
 
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