LittleSiss
Sorceress
This girl remembers
do you?
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Dorothy Brown In Trouble... Again...
- Thread starter thehangingtree
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This girl remembers
do you?
Tree remembers... Leo purrs... Tree is distracted enough he cannot write...
Tree
Siss, give him back his hat; his notes are in there...
Ulrika
Tree
Siss, give him back his hat; his notes are in there...
Ulrika
The girls’ party got a bit out of hand. Roxie was bound and standing on a chair with a noose around her neck when there was a knock on the wedding suite’s door.
The butler did not wait for the door to be answered. He walked in and saw Roxie teetering on the antique chair with the rope around her neck. He said “I hate to interrupt your fun but the mayor would like to see the three of you. And I doubt you could afford to replace that chair if she breaks it…”
Tree
The butler did not wait for the door to be answered. He walked in and saw Roxie teetering on the antique chair with the rope around her neck. He said “I hate to interrupt your fun but the mayor would like to see the three of you. And I doubt you could afford to replace that chair if she breaks it…”
Tree
LittleSiss
Sorceress
You did not just do that ???????????????????????????
Copy and paste too much for you ???????????????????????????????
I am mad now!
Trust is out the window!
Do you understand??????????
Copy and paste too much for you ???????????????????????????????
I am mad now!
Trust is out the window!
Do you understand??????????
Tree is confused... Are you mad at him??? ...the butler???
...is the rabid rabbit worse than a racing rodent???
Tree
LittleSiss
Sorceress
DONE
What? This is supposed to be an old west re-enactment....that chair is a piece of junk...anitque, hah! ... nothing but a cheap stage prop ..... what nonsense!
“When does he want to see us?” Siss asked.
“At sunset, go out the back door of the hotel. He wants to take your picture” the butler said. “You have a few hours. Enjoy them… while you can. And really that chair is an antique. I would get her off it.”
“Oh alright” Barb said as she pulled the chair out from beneath Roxie’s feet. Her protests were unintelligible squawks as rope closed around her neck and her feet thrashed a foot above the carpet.
The butler said “You will be charged if she soils the carpet.”
“It will be worth it” Barb said. “We’ll be out before sunset.”
Of course they didn’t kill Roxie. They let her down and revived her.
One would not blame Roxie if she was somewhat perturbed that Barb and Siss hanged her but she was instead aglow and cooed “That was incredible. You will have to try that some time!”
Barb and Siss hugged Roxie. Siss said “Would you join us if we did?”
“In my last heartbeats” Roxie hissed.
Little did Roxie know how prophetic her answer would be. The women enjoyed a glorious afternoon that day in the privacy of the suite (except for the cameras planted all over the place by RR Video Productions when they were expecting be stringing up Dorothy Brown).
Even when the afternoon waned the ladies entertained each other as they got ready to have their picture taken.
Roxie suggested they get the picture taken au natural. The women fixed their hair and giggling they ran down the hall to the back door of the hotel. There really was a furry looking photographer that had had the ladies do numerous poses. It was a slow process as he was taking the pictures with a silver glass plate camera with flash powder. At one point Barb looked out and wondered what the three nooses swaying in the light breeze from the stable’s corral grate were for.
Tree
“At sunset, go out the back door of the hotel. He wants to take your picture” the butler said. “You have a few hours. Enjoy them… while you can. And really that chair is an antique. I would get her off it.”
“Oh alright” Barb said as she pulled the chair out from beneath Roxie’s feet. Her protests were unintelligible squawks as rope closed around her neck and her feet thrashed a foot above the carpet.
The butler said “You will be charged if she soils the carpet.”
“It will be worth it” Barb said. “We’ll be out before sunset.”
Of course they didn’t kill Roxie. They let her down and revived her.
One would not blame Roxie if she was somewhat perturbed that Barb and Siss hanged her but she was instead aglow and cooed “That was incredible. You will have to try that some time!”
Barb and Siss hugged Roxie. Siss said “Would you join us if we did?”
“In my last heartbeats” Roxie hissed.
Little did Roxie know how prophetic her answer would be. The women enjoyed a glorious afternoon that day in the privacy of the suite (except for the cameras planted all over the place by RR Video Productions when they were expecting be stringing up Dorothy Brown).
Even when the afternoon waned the ladies entertained each other as they got ready to have their picture taken.
Roxie suggested they get the picture taken au natural. The women fixed their hair and giggling they ran down the hall to the back door of the hotel. There really was a furry looking photographer that had had the ladies do numerous poses. It was a slow process as he was taking the pictures with a silver glass plate camera with flash powder. At one point Barb looked out and wondered what the three nooses swaying in the light breeze from the stable’s corral grate were for.
Tree
“I don’t think this town is a good idea” Barb said in a whisper.
“We’ve done nothing wrong. We paid for the room in cash and we didn’t break their fucking chair” Roxie whispered back.
“What could go wrong?”
“Tree is writing this thread” Barb replied.
“So what is the problem with that?” Roxie asked.
Barb and Siss looked at each other and rolled their eyes.
Tree
“We’ve done nothing wrong. We paid for the room in cash and we didn’t break their fucking chair” Roxie whispered back.
“What could go wrong?”
“Tree is writing this thread” Barb replied.
“So what is the problem with that?” Roxie asked.
Barb and Siss looked at each other and rolled their eyes.
Tree
Sooner or later Roxie deserves to be portrayed in one of the threads as more than an airhead (we do know better Roxie), but for now Barb and Siss are rolling their eyes
Dorothy Brown
Brown Sugar
Sooner or later Roxie deserves to be portrayed in one of the threads as more than an airhead (we do know better Roxie), but for now Barb and Siss are rolling their eyes
And probably rubbing their Boobs together too
The sun rapidly set and the ladies were ordered to kneel and put their hands behind their heads. Barb whispered “Have you started figuring out what could be the problem?”
One by one their hands were jerked behind their backs and their wrists were tightly bound with coarse ropes crossed behind them. Siss protested that it hurt and the cowboy laughed and said “It won’t for long.”
They were marched naked to the saloon, greeted with catcalls as they entered. They were groped and pawed as they were led to the bar. Barbaria demanded to know what the hell was going on.
The bar wench said “You’re in a heap of trouble, lady. We became concerned that your type might be a bad influence on our town.”
“What do you mean, our ‘type’?” Siss demanded angrily.
“Have you ever heard of the thread “On The Road With Siss And Barb…”?” she asked.
“Umm… I don’t know what you’re talking about” Siss blatantly lied.
“Oh I guess you are going deny this too” she replied as she pulled Siss’ tablet from behind the bar. She played a video clip…
…and said “Well, what do you have to say about that?”
A blushing Roxie said “I thought I did that pretty well for my first time!!!”
“Look, untie us and we’ll get dressed and get out of here” Barb huffed.
“Not so fast” the mayor and bartender said. “The money you paid for the room with was counterfeit.”
“We didn’t know it was” Barb said.
“Somehow with your morals I doubt that” he said. He was lying about the fake money, of course.
“I have a credit card in the room. Let me get it and we can settle this and we’ll be gone tonight” Roxie said.
The Bar wench said “We don’t take credit cards but you will be gone tonight. I think we should lynch them.”
“All three of them?” The deputy asked.
“Why not” the mayor/bartender asked “that way we give them what they deserve and they still get to see a lynching?”
“You are crazy fucking bastards” Siss yelled. “What about a trial?”
“It would hardly be a lynching if we bothered with a trial” the bar wench said. “Put blondie’s hair up on her head so we can see her face while she hangs…”
Tree
One by one their hands were jerked behind their backs and their wrists were tightly bound with coarse ropes crossed behind them. Siss protested that it hurt and the cowboy laughed and said “It won’t for long.”
They were marched naked to the saloon, greeted with catcalls as they entered. They were groped and pawed as they were led to the bar. Barbaria demanded to know what the hell was going on.
The bar wench said “You’re in a heap of trouble, lady. We became concerned that your type might be a bad influence on our town.”
“What do you mean, our ‘type’?” Siss demanded angrily.
“Have you ever heard of the thread “On The Road With Siss And Barb…”?” she asked.
“Umm… I don’t know what you’re talking about” Siss blatantly lied.
“Oh I guess you are going deny this too” she replied as she pulled Siss’ tablet from behind the bar. She played a video clip…
…and said “Well, what do you have to say about that?”
A blushing Roxie said “I thought I did that pretty well for my first time!!!”
“Look, untie us and we’ll get dressed and get out of here” Barb huffed.
“Not so fast” the mayor and bartender said. “The money you paid for the room with was counterfeit.”
“We didn’t know it was” Barb said.
“Somehow with your morals I doubt that” he said. He was lying about the fake money, of course.
“I have a credit card in the room. Let me get it and we can settle this and we’ll be gone tonight” Roxie said.
The Bar wench said “We don’t take credit cards but you will be gone tonight. I think we should lynch them.”
“All three of them?” The deputy asked.
“Why not” the mayor/bartender asked “that way we give them what they deserve and they still get to see a lynching?”
“You are crazy fucking bastards” Siss yelled. “What about a trial?”
“It would hardly be a lynching if we bothered with a trial” the bar wench said. “Put blondie’s hair up on her head so we can see her face while she hangs…”
Tree
Siss could not believe what was about to happen to her and her friends. She would not go to the noose meekly but bound as she was she would end up in one. She was begging them not to hang her as they led her from saloon.
She was led to the three nooses and was fairly stoic considering the situation…
On the way there she saw the man in the straw cowboy hat and cried “Tree, you can’t do this to us!”
“I don’t do lynching, Siss. I just here to watch” Tree said. That was little comfort to Siss. Just a few paces later Siss spotted the nooses waiting for her, Roxie, and Barb. Any hint of control left Siss as she tried to resist being brought to wagon where she would be noosed.
“Come on, bitch, get your ass up the steps and quit fighting it so you don’t hurt yourself!” the sheriff said. Now walk up the steps!”
“You really have the gall to tell me not to hurt myself so you can hang me?”
“Get your ass up there or we’ll tie your friends over a hitching post and fuck their asses then bullwhip them while you stand there watching” the sheriff growled.
Siss stumbled up the steps and felt warm pee run down the inside of her thighs as the cruel noose swayed in front of her face.
For a moment while two men held her arms Siss seemed resigned to have the rope placed around her neck. As the man raised the noose to drop to drop it over her head Siss spat on him said and hissed “You are a fucking prick.”
“You won’t live long enough to find that out, bitch…”
Tree
She was led to the three nooses and was fairly stoic considering the situation…
On the way there she saw the man in the straw cowboy hat and cried “Tree, you can’t do this to us!”
“I don’t do lynching, Siss. I just here to watch” Tree said. That was little comfort to Siss. Just a few paces later Siss spotted the nooses waiting for her, Roxie, and Barb. Any hint of control left Siss as she tried to resist being brought to wagon where she would be noosed.
“Come on, bitch, get your ass up the steps and quit fighting it so you don’t hurt yourself!” the sheriff said. Now walk up the steps!”
“You really have the gall to tell me not to hurt myself so you can hang me?”
“Get your ass up there or we’ll tie your friends over a hitching post and fuck their asses then bullwhip them while you stand there watching” the sheriff growled.
Siss stumbled up the steps and felt warm pee run down the inside of her thighs as the cruel noose swayed in front of her face.
For a moment while two men held her arms Siss seemed resigned to have the rope placed around her neck. As the man raised the noose to drop to drop it over her head Siss spat on him said and hissed “You are a fucking prick.”
“You won’t live long enough to find that out, bitch…”
Tree
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Dorothy Brown
Brown Sugar
Please hang all three Mr. Tree , i have just opened a Saloon For Gentlemen Downtown
and you and your friends can have first pick of my girls, free of charge. Viagra is free
for older Gentlemen
and you and your friends can have first pick of my girls, free of charge. Viagra is free
for older Gentlemen
Siss’ chest heaved as the noose dropped over her head. The coarse hemp scratched at her neck as the sheriff pulled the stubborn coils down until there was no escape. Again, Siss yelled “You cannot really do this to me.”
The deputy laughed “No, ma’am we can’t just you, but we can do it to you and all your friends.”
He groped at her breast and as Siss tried to pull away the sheriff said “Girl, you ain’t going anywhere but down. So why don’t you behave and let the boy enjoy a feel? Do it quick, boy, we got to more to string up!”
“Now you wait here for us, girl. We have to get your friends.”
“Like I am going anywhere” Siss muttered…"
Tree
The deputy laughed “No, ma’am we can’t just you, but we can do it to you and all your friends.”
He groped at her breast and as Siss tried to pull away the sheriff said “Girl, you ain’t going anywhere but down. So why don’t you behave and let the boy enjoy a feel? Do it quick, boy, we got to more to string up!”
“Now you wait here for us, girl. We have to get your friends.”
“Like I am going anywhere” Siss muttered…"
Tree
Dorothy doesn't sound like she really cares what happens to the three of us ....
...no, she really does!!! She is just a bit upset having been burned at the stake! The story moves on...Dorothy doesn't sound like she really cares what happens to the three of us ....
First Roxie then Barb were brought to the wagon and nooses were placed around their necks just tight enough there was no escape from the ropes. Barb said “This has all got to be show. They can’t really hang us!”
The rickety steps they had walked up to the wagon bed were pulled away. Siss looked around and said “We are naked. Ropes tear at our wrists. We have ropes around our necks and these bastards are yelling to hang us. What is to stop them?”
“Maybe it is just to scare us” Barb suggested.
“Then they are doing a fine job” Siss replied.
“But why is my pussy wet?” Roxie asked…
Tree
...no, she really does!!! She is just a bit upset having been burned at the stake! The story moves on...
First Roxie then Barb were brought to the wagon and nooses were placed around their necks just tight enough there was no escape from the ropes. Barb said “This has all got to be show. They can’t really hang us!”
The rickety steps they had walked up to the wagon bed were pulled away. Siss looked around and said “We are naked. Ropes tear at our wrists. We have ropes around our necks and these bastards are yelling to hang us. What is to stop them?”
“Maybe it is just to scare us” Barb suggested.
“Then they are doing a fine job” Siss replied.
“But why is my pussy wet?” Roxie asked…
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Tree
Aren't always the optimist, and Siss never misses a thing, does she? And Roxie? Well..........................
By the way the artist on the last picture goes by 'Enhjorning' as will the next few pictures...
Goodnight all
Tree
Goodnight all
Tree
The stairs were removed from the back of the wagon and a cowboy climbed onto the buckboard’s seat and took the reins. With a cheery coldness he said “Enjoy the ride ladies.”
The wagon pulled slowly forward and the women were forced to walk towards the back of the wagon. It would be a short walk and Siss asked “Do you still think they are just trying to scare us?”
The wagon continued forward. When it became obvious that it wasn’t going to stop and they had run out of wood to stand on, Barb said “Let’s get this over with” and stepped into air! Roxie tried to balance on her heels but seconds later she too was swinging above the ground. Siss yelled to the crowd “Rot in hell, you bast… AAWWWK!”
The three ladies were hanged!
The nooses pressed against their throats and they fought to breathe. For a few minutes it was possible but the ropes were slowly constricting about their necks. The hard it was to inhale the more they thrashed in futile desperation to escape.
The wild thrashing pleased the crowd but soon it slowed to fitful jerks. It wouldn’t be long before…
“Damn, what a terrible dream!” she said to no one in the room. “God, I was burned at the stake and those poor women were hanged because I wasn’t there to be lynched!”
She lay back on the bed and slipped her fingers between her legs and moaned “but the black studs in Detroit were damn good, and the railroad engineer was pretty good. The 40 guys on the tour bus weren’t the best but what they lacked in quality they made up for with quantity…”
So ends this part of Dorothy Brown’s tale. ‘On The Road With Siss And Barb’ continues on its original thread. Oh, and don’t think Dorothy is out of trouble! There is still that issue of her driving 150 in a 20 MPH school zone, but we’ll get to that in a bit…
Tree
The wagon pulled slowly forward and the women were forced to walk towards the back of the wagon. It would be a short walk and Siss asked “Do you still think they are just trying to scare us?”
The wagon continued forward. When it became obvious that it wasn’t going to stop and they had run out of wood to stand on, Barb said “Let’s get this over with” and stepped into air! Roxie tried to balance on her heels but seconds later she too was swinging above the ground. Siss yelled to the crowd “Rot in hell, you bast… AAWWWK!”
The three ladies were hanged!
The nooses pressed against their throats and they fought to breathe. For a few minutes it was possible but the ropes were slowly constricting about their necks. The hard it was to inhale the more they thrashed in futile desperation to escape.
The wild thrashing pleased the crowd but soon it slowed to fitful jerks. It wouldn’t be long before…
“Damn, what a terrible dream!” she said to no one in the room. “God, I was burned at the stake and those poor women were hanged because I wasn’t there to be lynched!”
She lay back on the bed and slipped her fingers between her legs and moaned “but the black studs in Detroit were damn good, and the railroad engineer was pretty good. The 40 guys on the tour bus weren’t the best but what they lacked in quality they made up for with quantity…”
So ends this part of Dorothy Brown’s tale. ‘On The Road With Siss And Barb’ continues on its original thread. Oh, and don’t think Dorothy is out of trouble! There is still that issue of her driving 150 in a 20 MPH school zone, but we’ll get to that in a bit…
Tree