Dorothy Brown
Brown Sugar
Was The Mermaid Called Dorothy??
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Dorothy Brown- Convict!!!
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Was The Mermaid Called Dorothy??
Sweetheart don't let my over reacting change you...you keep posting what you want...I love you for who you are.
In her death row cell the air conditioning is turned down to 60°F (15.5°C). Dorothy pulls on the orange jumpsuit and takes her last nap. Two matrons come to get her with one rattling her club across the bars yelling “Get up, bitch, it’s time to stretch your neck!”
Dorothy sits up and the matron tells her to strip so she doesn’t soil prison property when she is hanged.
Dorothy does as she is told knowing these two dykes would not hesitate to ram a baton up her ass if she didn’t. She sits on the bench and asks “Now what?”
“Stand up cunt” she barks as she opens the cell.
“Turn around and cross your wrists behind your back!”
I do as ordered. There’s no point getting a beating and a hanging! I hiss ‘fucking bitch’ as she ties my wrists so tight the rope bites into my skin.
I am escorted naked past a row of cells and am barraged with lewd comments by the men in them. You see there is no gallows at the women’s correctional facility. At the end of the corridor one of them unlocks a thick heavy door and swings it open. It leads to the courtyard and I pause and gasp and my eyes widen as I see the gallows looming before me
One matron grabs my arm and marches me toward the stairs while the other closes and locks the door behind me while snarling “Move it, cunt, we’re on live TV and we have a schedule to keep.”
Fucking great, the whole world gets to watch my tits bounce when my neck snaps! I stop again at the base of the steps. One matron says “Are you going to walk up on your own or do you need some guards to drag you up?”
I look at her and “Fuck off, I never liked you, bitch!”
As bravely as I can, I climb the thirteen steps to my death on wobbly legs. As I get near the top I see the warden, a hooded hangwoman, and the thick noose waiting for my neck.
I stumble on the top step but the hangwoman steadies me before I fall. I look at the thick rope while she says “Welcome to your execution Ms. Brown. You have done well so far. Just do as you are told and this will be over soon. It’s alright to be scared.”
-Dorothy Brown
Tree
Dorothy sits up and the matron tells her to strip so she doesn’t soil prison property when she is hanged.
Dorothy does as she is told knowing these two dykes would not hesitate to ram a baton up her ass if she didn’t. She sits on the bench and asks “Now what?”
“Stand up cunt” she barks as she opens the cell.
“Turn around and cross your wrists behind your back!”
I do as ordered. There’s no point getting a beating and a hanging! I hiss ‘fucking bitch’ as she ties my wrists so tight the rope bites into my skin.
I am escorted naked past a row of cells and am barraged with lewd comments by the men in them. You see there is no gallows at the women’s correctional facility. At the end of the corridor one of them unlocks a thick heavy door and swings it open. It leads to the courtyard and I pause and gasp and my eyes widen as I see the gallows looming before me
One matron grabs my arm and marches me toward the stairs while the other closes and locks the door behind me while snarling “Move it, cunt, we’re on live TV and we have a schedule to keep.”
Fucking great, the whole world gets to watch my tits bounce when my neck snaps! I stop again at the base of the steps. One matron says “Are you going to walk up on your own or do you need some guards to drag you up?”
I look at her and “Fuck off, I never liked you, bitch!”
As bravely as I can, I climb the thirteen steps to my death on wobbly legs. As I get near the top I see the warden, a hooded hangwoman, and the thick noose waiting for my neck.
I stumble on the top step but the hangwoman steadies me before I fall. I look at the thick rope while she says “Welcome to your execution Ms. Brown. You have done well so far. Just do as you are told and this will be over soon. It’s alright to be scared.”
-Dorothy Brown
Tree
Dorothy Brown
Brown Sugar
Oh i love the last two Mr Tree, i have gone all funny
between my legs. in that situation i try to imagine
how i would be feeling and what i was thinking.
one thing for sure my tummy would be doing
somersaults and my legs would be jelly
between my legs. in that situation i try to imagine
how i would be feeling and what i was thinking.
one thing for sure my tummy would be doing
somersaults and my legs would be jelly
‘Alright to be scared’- fucking right I am scared. I’d vomit right now if I hadn’t before they took me from the holding cell. The hangwoman positions me on the middle of the trapdoor then squats down to fasten a strap around my legs at the top of my knees. With a trembling voice I say “That’s not necessary. I’ll stand still!”
“You say that now but from experience when convicts- men and women- feel the pins draw back survival instincts takes over and they always try to get off the trap before it opens. This will keep your hanging nice and neat.”
She stands before me and pulls the noose over my head. After brushing hair out of the noose with her fingers lifts and tightens the noose around my neck telling me the warden wanted to have my head shaved but she talked him out of it. As the rope presses against my next a river of piss runs down my thighs and splatters on hers and my feet. I whimper “I’m sorry.”
“Don’t worry; everyone does and the boots are waterproof” she whispers before she steps away. The warden pulls a paper from his uniform, unfolds it and with a wireless microphone his voice booms over the courtyard speakers so the official witnesses and the more than 200 paying guests inside the courtyard and who knows how many watching from temporary stands outside the fence can hear.
“Mrs. Dorothy, you have been tried on changes premeditated attempted murder of Mr. James Brown and have been convicted of the charge by a jury of your peers. The court has sentenced you to death for your heinous crime and has ordered you hanged by the neck at noon on this day. Have you anything to say before final preparations are performed and you are executed” he asks.
I look at the warden and say “Tell the Boys from Detroit I’ll miss them and I can’t believe Jimmy lived! Let’s get this done!”
The hangwoman steps before me and I see her eyes peering at me through the openings in the hood and marvel how pretty they are. She says in not much more than a whisper “If you were hoping for call to get a reprieve I wouldn’t bet on it after that! I’m going to blindfold you and then at noon pull the lever.”
“I don’t expect a reprieve and I don’t want a blindfold” I reply.
“I’m sorry Dorothy but you don’t have much say in anything anymore” she tells me.
She steps behind me and as she blindfolds me she says “Besides, the blindfold isn’t for you. We don’t want any pushback against hangings because your almost bulging out of your head as you strangle.”
“Strangle?!?!?! I thought this is to be a long drop and my neck breaks and it is over” I exclaim.
“Well, therein lies the rub” she replies in her heavy French accent. “When this gallows was built they did not anticipate hanging a woman as petite as you and it would have to have been built almost a meter taller to break your neck. But don’t worry, Dorothy, the noose is made with premium French hemp and it shouldn’t take but a minute or two for you to pass out.”
“I’m not supposed to tell you this but we’re more than a minute ahead of schedule. Just stand still, Dorothy, and it will be over soon.”
As she steps off the trapdoor I feel the wood creak and runny stool squirt from my clinched bum and paint the back of my legs. I hope there aren’t any cameras behind me!
-Dorothy Brown
Tree
By the way there were cameras behind her and microphones too. Dorothy shouldn’t worry. That’s only carried on RR Video Entertainment Platinum Channel…
“You say that now but from experience when convicts- men and women- feel the pins draw back survival instincts takes over and they always try to get off the trap before it opens. This will keep your hanging nice and neat.”
She stands before me and pulls the noose over my head. After brushing hair out of the noose with her fingers lifts and tightens the noose around my neck telling me the warden wanted to have my head shaved but she talked him out of it. As the rope presses against my next a river of piss runs down my thighs and splatters on hers and my feet. I whimper “I’m sorry.”
“Don’t worry; everyone does and the boots are waterproof” she whispers before she steps away. The warden pulls a paper from his uniform, unfolds it and with a wireless microphone his voice booms over the courtyard speakers so the official witnesses and the more than 200 paying guests inside the courtyard and who knows how many watching from temporary stands outside the fence can hear.
“Mrs. Dorothy, you have been tried on changes premeditated attempted murder of Mr. James Brown and have been convicted of the charge by a jury of your peers. The court has sentenced you to death for your heinous crime and has ordered you hanged by the neck at noon on this day. Have you anything to say before final preparations are performed and you are executed” he asks.
I look at the warden and say “Tell the Boys from Detroit I’ll miss them and I can’t believe Jimmy lived! Let’s get this done!”
The hangwoman steps before me and I see her eyes peering at me through the openings in the hood and marvel how pretty they are. She says in not much more than a whisper “If you were hoping for call to get a reprieve I wouldn’t bet on it after that! I’m going to blindfold you and then at noon pull the lever.”
“I don’t expect a reprieve and I don’t want a blindfold” I reply.
“I’m sorry Dorothy but you don’t have much say in anything anymore” she tells me.
She steps behind me and as she blindfolds me she says “Besides, the blindfold isn’t for you. We don’t want any pushback against hangings because your almost bulging out of your head as you strangle.”
“Strangle?!?!?! I thought this is to be a long drop and my neck breaks and it is over” I exclaim.
“Well, therein lies the rub” she replies in her heavy French accent. “When this gallows was built they did not anticipate hanging a woman as petite as you and it would have to have been built almost a meter taller to break your neck. But don’t worry, Dorothy, the noose is made with premium French hemp and it shouldn’t take but a minute or two for you to pass out.”
“I’m not supposed to tell you this but we’re more than a minute ahead of schedule. Just stand still, Dorothy, and it will be over soon.”
As she steps off the trapdoor I feel the wood creak and runny stool squirt from my clinched bum and paint the back of my legs. I hope there aren’t any cameras behind me!
-Dorothy Brown
Tree
By the way there were cameras behind her and microphones too. Dorothy shouldn’t worry. That’s only carried on RR Video Entertainment Platinum Channel…
rb1956
Lone Wolf
Tree i think we are on the same wave length.
Dorothy Brown
Brown Sugar
Oh Mr Tree, What Have You Done, I`m Stood On The Trapdoor
Bound As I Love To Be Bound, And You Did`nt Drop Me. It`s
After Midnight And I Probably Have To Wait Until Two Oclock
Tomorrow To See Myself Dropped. I Bet You Are Good At
Water Boarding Too
Never tried waterboarding but I'm not too old to learn...
Go to sleep, nothing more before tomorrow...
T
Dorothy Brown
Brown Sugar
Well as long as you don`t try it on me, Go Ahead.
next chapter later today... get your housework (including Jimmie) done today while you can!!!
T
I really may have to waterboard Dorothy on another thread...
It is 11:58:30 local time. Dorothy has a minute and a half before the trap opens and she is hanged. The crowd has been strongly admonished there will be no countdown and to keep comments quiet until she is hanged and for the most part they complied. Ninety seconds isn’t that long to wait but it could seem longer if one is bound, noosed, and staring into a black blindfold I suppose…
Blindfolded I am more aware of other senses. I can hear people talking softly below me I hadn’t noticed before and hear the trapdoor creak when I shift my weight what little I can. I can feel the excrement on the back of my soiled legs and the retched stench of it mingles with the sweat coating my body on this very warm day. I can’t touch them but can feel the hardness of my tumescent nipples and can feel my heart pounding in my chest and arteries strain against the thick noose already snug around my neck. In near panic I call out “Isn’t it time yet? Stop playing with me!”
No one answers her. When she called out there was still 40 seconds to noon. At ten seconds with a quivering voice she begs “Please just get it over with!”
A second before noon the hangwoman pulls the lever and Dorothy shrieks as she feels the pins retract and the trap swing away from beneath her feet and she plummets downward!
The hangwoman watches her drop though the trap while Dorothy scream “Don’t do…”
The fall lasts under a second and her cry ends ‘Don’t do AUWK’ as the noose stops her fall with less than a 2 meter drop.
The hard jerk was enough to push air from Dorothy’s lungs but she can’t draw any in!
Damn that hurt! Why aren’t I dead?
-Dorothy Brown.
The Hangwoman was right. The drop would be too short to break Dorothy’s neck but it was sufficient to literally stretch her neck and block her airway! When Dorothy realizes she begins her last futile thrash to escape the ravages of the noose much to the delight of the spectators!
A full minute after she is hanged she is barely twitching. At two minutes there is no sign of life but she will hang from the noose for a full hour…
So the execution of the murderous Dorothy Brown is complete. The story is all done except the epilogue…
Tree
Blindfolded I am more aware of other senses. I can hear people talking softly below me I hadn’t noticed before and hear the trapdoor creak when I shift my weight what little I can. I can feel the excrement on the back of my soiled legs and the retched stench of it mingles with the sweat coating my body on this very warm day. I can’t touch them but can feel the hardness of my tumescent nipples and can feel my heart pounding in my chest and arteries strain against the thick noose already snug around my neck. In near panic I call out “Isn’t it time yet? Stop playing with me!”
No one answers her. When she called out there was still 40 seconds to noon. At ten seconds with a quivering voice she begs “Please just get it over with!”
A second before noon the hangwoman pulls the lever and Dorothy shrieks as she feels the pins retract and the trap swing away from beneath her feet and she plummets downward!
The hangwoman watches her drop though the trap while Dorothy scream “Don’t do…”
The fall lasts under a second and her cry ends ‘Don’t do AUWK’ as the noose stops her fall with less than a 2 meter drop.
The hard jerk was enough to push air from Dorothy’s lungs but she can’t draw any in!
Damn that hurt! Why aren’t I dead?
-Dorothy Brown.
The Hangwoman was right. The drop would be too short to break Dorothy’s neck but it was sufficient to literally stretch her neck and block her airway! When Dorothy realizes she begins her last futile thrash to escape the ravages of the noose much to the delight of the spectators!
A full minute after she is hanged she is barely twitching. At two minutes there is no sign of life but she will hang from the noose for a full hour…
So the execution of the murderous Dorothy Brown is complete. The story is all done except the epilogue…
Tree
Epilogue
At 12:05 local time the prison doctor checks and find Dorothy has no heartbeat and thus signs her death certificate with that time. By custom and law her body would remain hanged until 1:00 PM (1300). To make money off this ticket were sold at £25 apiece to get a close-up look at the dead convict’s body.
Her evil sister Emma even ‘talked’ the warden…
…into letting her have her picture taken with her sister Dorothy’s body!
As the hour drew to a close the crowds filed away and everyone but perhaps Dorothy agreed the event was a great time. Her body was taken down at 1 PM and brought to the prison infirmary.
It was x-rayed and indeed her neck had not been broken. The cause of death was noted as judicial strangulation.
But certain strange things turned up after Dorothy’s execution. Lloyds of London called Scotland Yard to report that Emma had taken out a £5M term life insurance policy on Dorothy a month before the crime was committed with a strange rider that stated the claim would still pay in the event of Dorothy’s demise by judicial execution.
Scotland Yard retained the services of noted computer forensic expect Professor Barbara Moore to look into Dorothy’s laptop that had been mysteriously ‘wiped clean’. She was amazed at what she was able to recover!
It seems Emma was at least a co-conspirator if not the mastermind of the attempted murder of Jimmie Brown!
Emma was quickly arrested!!!
She would stand trial on the same charges her sister was hanged for! But that is a story for another thread…
The end
Tree
At 12:05 local time the prison doctor checks and find Dorothy has no heartbeat and thus signs her death certificate with that time. By custom and law her body would remain hanged until 1:00 PM (1300). To make money off this ticket were sold at £25 apiece to get a close-up look at the dead convict’s body.
Her evil sister Emma even ‘talked’ the warden…
…into letting her have her picture taken with her sister Dorothy’s body!
As the hour drew to a close the crowds filed away and everyone but perhaps Dorothy agreed the event was a great time. Her body was taken down at 1 PM and brought to the prison infirmary.
It was x-rayed and indeed her neck had not been broken. The cause of death was noted as judicial strangulation.
But certain strange things turned up after Dorothy’s execution. Lloyds of London called Scotland Yard to report that Emma had taken out a £5M term life insurance policy on Dorothy a month before the crime was committed with a strange rider that stated the claim would still pay in the event of Dorothy’s demise by judicial execution.
Scotland Yard retained the services of noted computer forensic expect Professor Barbara Moore to look into Dorothy’s laptop that had been mysteriously ‘wiped clean’. She was amazed at what she was able to recover!
It seems Emma was at least a co-conspirator if not the mastermind of the attempted murder of Jimmie Brown!
Emma was quickly arrested!!!
She would stand trial on the same charges her sister was hanged for! But that is a story for another thread…
The end
Tree
So, now I am a forensic expert ... hmmmmm ... what is this strange website called CruxForums ... OMG!!!!!!!! ... UNBELIEVABLE!!!! Ummmm .... I think I'll need to take Dorothy's laptop home and examine its contents after dark ... 
Pick upView attachment 458101 So, now I am a forensic expert ... hmmmmm ... what is this strange website called CruxForums ... OMG!!!!!!!! ... UNBELIEVABLE!!!! Ummmm .... I think I'll need to take Dorothy's laptop home and examine its contents after dark ...
T
...and if it is does the FAA let you take in on flights??? Those bilithium crystals can be dangerous...
Scotty, I think you mean 'lithium batteries'...
Dorothy Brown
Brown Sugar
Jimmy took the kids to Old Trafford to watch the football
i was all alone Mr Tree, you missed your chance
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Dorothy Brown
Brown Sugar
Oh that was so wonderful and exciting Mr Tree and i will treasure
those pictures of me falling through the trap. Thank You
xxxxxx
Dorothy Brown
Brown Sugar
Poor Emma, when i meet her tomorrow i won`t be able to
look her in the face, and i will probably wet myself
You seemed to like the story...
Dorothy Brown
Brown Sugar
View attachment 458101 So, now I am a forensic expert ... hmmmmm ... what is this strange website called CruxForums ... OMG!!!!!!!! ... UNBELIEVABLE!!!! Ummmm .... I think I'll need to take Dorothy's laptop home and examine its contents after dark ...
You have the wrong laptop Barbaria, i can`t afford an Apple
i only have a Toshiba