darkshadows
Guard
(This was inspired by the Blood Femme Rebellion thanks to GJ pain)
The order has come to power and it has a reach that was iron, cold and brutal. It was after the fourth world war and its history was unique. No one really won that war, but rather the order rose from the ashes. It’s an iron Phoenix, with no passion but cold efficiency.
Traitors were not tolerated, and the order had atheistic hold on the land. And to demonstrate this, most were put to quick deaths except for the damned as some call them. The damned were religious martyrs, trying to bring back their old fairy tales, or traitors or assassins. The damned were taken to the iron platform and vivisected alive.
Jane and Austen were the last of a small rebel group, who were wiped out but killed a high ranking general. The Order has fallen into a state of disarray but they would make an example of these two rebels.
Jane was a dark raven haired beauty and she had athletic build. Her lips were pouty but her breasts were smaller almost boyish. For whatever reason she kept her public hair. A black mound of forest surrounding her pussy.
Austen was an average build and had sandy brown hair. He also had a mound of pubic hair surrounding his 4 inch penis.
Jane and Austen were lovers and they had not been high ranking in the group, but they were efficient. Each joining for their reasons. Jane remembers seeing her mother and father stripped naked and marched through the streets. They were led to the platform where they were victims to a living autopsy. Austen on the other hand had lost his brother when he was shot down. They joined and soon the two were drawn to each other.
Now they stood in the iron room, their clothes ragged and torn. The masked council looked over them, plain iron masks, voices disguised by mechanical voice changers.
“You are traitors, and thus the maximum punishment must be enforced.” Said the center masked figure.
“You will be led naked through the streets to your platform and you will be vivisected.”
Jane thought of her parents, and then she felt the warm liquid run down her leg. Austen said nothing but he also felt the same liquid run down his leg. And he collapsed on the ground in his knees, as vomit spewed from his mouth.
End Part One.....
The order has come to power and it has a reach that was iron, cold and brutal. It was after the fourth world war and its history was unique. No one really won that war, but rather the order rose from the ashes. It’s an iron Phoenix, with no passion but cold efficiency.
Traitors were not tolerated, and the order had atheistic hold on the land. And to demonstrate this, most were put to quick deaths except for the damned as some call them. The damned were religious martyrs, trying to bring back their old fairy tales, or traitors or assassins. The damned were taken to the iron platform and vivisected alive.
Jane and Austen were the last of a small rebel group, who were wiped out but killed a high ranking general. The Order has fallen into a state of disarray but they would make an example of these two rebels.
Jane was a dark raven haired beauty and she had athletic build. Her lips were pouty but her breasts were smaller almost boyish. For whatever reason she kept her public hair. A black mound of forest surrounding her pussy.
Austen was an average build and had sandy brown hair. He also had a mound of pubic hair surrounding his 4 inch penis.
Jane and Austen were lovers and they had not been high ranking in the group, but they were efficient. Each joining for their reasons. Jane remembers seeing her mother and father stripped naked and marched through the streets. They were led to the platform where they were victims to a living autopsy. Austen on the other hand had lost his brother when he was shot down. They joined and soon the two were drawn to each other.
Now they stood in the iron room, their clothes ragged and torn. The masked council looked over them, plain iron masks, voices disguised by mechanical voice changers.
“You are traitors, and thus the maximum punishment must be enforced.” Said the center masked figure.
“You will be led naked through the streets to your platform and you will be vivisected.”
Jane thought of her parents, and then she felt the warm liquid run down her leg. Austen said nothing but he also felt the same liquid run down his leg. And he collapsed on the ground in his knees, as vomit spewed from his mouth.
End Part One.....
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