Matilda's trial

[thehangingtree]

Matilda’s Trial

Lady Matilda lives a luxurious life as the sole heir to her family’s vast fortunes. She passed her days smoking oriental herbs and drinking fine wines.

She also entertains herself with her two lovers who are also her trusted servants.

In the country of Cruxtonia there are tithes paid to King Despard Wragg that are really taxes. Matilda cannot be bothered by such trivial matters and had neglected paying hers. This, not to mention her refusal of the king amorous advances, has annoyed King Wragg.

King Wragg visits Captain Angus and tells him to bring Matilda to his castle where she will be tried for her crime. A good soldier, Angus travels to Matilda’s estate to arrest her and bring her to trial. Matilda scoffs at Angus and says “I do not take orders from underlings of the king. I refuse to accommodate your request!”

Angus is less than amused and tells Matilda “If you refuse to come with me the king has ordered me to slay you and bring your body back where it will be mounted naked on a spit and displayed until it rots away.”

This does not please Lady Matilda. She huffs “Alright I will come but I do not travel without my servants.”

“As you wish” Angus replies.

Next thing Lady Matilda knows is that she and her two lovers servants have their wrists bound in irons and they are roped and led naked in a coffle to be tried in King Wragg’s court.

Perhaps letting Angus slay her in her home might have been a better deal….

 

[Barbaria1]

Perhaps letting Angus slay her in her home might have been a better deal….

That’s hindsight. Didn’t seem so at the time.

 

[thehangingtree]

Matilda and her two servants are brought bound in a coffle to the capital of Cruxtonia. The servants, Elaine and Suzanne, are legally property of Matilda having been purchased at a Moroccan slave auction.

They face whatever punishment Matilda receives. Though Matilda loves her servants by law they are merely property… perhaps of a felon!
Matilda is brought before a sinister-looking man introduced to her as ‘Tree’. He explains that he is King Wragg’s master executioner, but he is presenting Matilda an offer of mercy.

“Lady Matilda, King Wragg is offering to forgive your crimes if you agree to service him sexually for the next five years” Tree explains.

Matilda, bound, near naked, and kneeling before Tree, replies “I would rather be brought to the block and have my head cut off before the Cruxtonian elites!”

“You do not seem like a stupid woman to me, Matilda. You do not want to go before the court of King Wragg and have your case presented by Prosecutor Jollyrei” Tree warns.

It is to no avail. Matilda has made up her mind. She is placed in a cell where she awaits her trial the next day. Matilda cannot expect mercy from King Wragg’s court. She is certain she will be bound and leaned over the chopping block.

I will be naked except for the ropes binding my wrists and ankles. My neck settles on the wood stained with my predecessor’s blood. It smells… as does the platform… does it matter? I won’t be alive long!

He will touch the blade of the ax on the back of my neck. My sex oozes with my juices. I hiss “Make it clean!”
He swings the heavy ax down and severs my neck.

I will be dead. My head will be mounted on a spike and my body hanged by my ankles.

My suffering will be done.

-Matilda

She wantonly masturbates in her cell…

 

[Barbaria1]

She wantonly masturbates in her cell…

Well, if one absolutely must ... it might as well be done wantonly ...

Tree’s vocabulary is expanding

 

[thehangingtree]

Lady Matilda is brought to court for her trial. She is denied any dignity as she is presented naked but for the rope binding her wrists behind her back. She stands in the nude before the court filled with over forty men.

You see, back then women were not allowed in court unless like Matilda they are considered defendants. Matilda has no illusion she will not be condemned to death as she boldly admits she has not paid tithes to the state and intends never to do so in the future.

The monk makes a half-hearted attempt to plead for mercy for Lady Matilda. From his raised chair Prosecutor Jollyrei laughs and says “This wench ignores the laws of Cruxtonia. There will be no excusing her crimes. Matilda, I condemn to death!”

With a cool calmness Matilda replies “It is worth losing my head rather than submitting to the archaic laws of Cruxtonia. All I ask is that my servants Elaine and Suzanne are treat well after you behead me.”

Jollyrei scowls at Matilda and says “You make several incorrect assumptions that I will clarify for you. First, your crimes are highest felonies. Your crimes vacate your title. You are not entitled to the swift execution of a beheading. You will be hanged by your neck at the gallows in Little Brampton and when you are dead your body will be spitted and roasted and served to the crowd who have witnessed your execution.”

“Do with me as you will” Matilda replies. “Do treat my servants well!”

“Your servants will escort you to your hanging then join you on your flanks to hang by their necks until they are dead. Three spit-roasted wenches will be quite the feast” Jollyrei declares.

Matilda almost pukes at Jollyrei’s declaration but soon she, Elaine, and Suzanne are presented before the crowd outside the court. With their wrists bound behind their backs they stand naked before the crowd. The crowd, which many Matilda had seen as least friendly acquaintances, were hardly sympathetic to the condemned women’s plight.

A jovial Jollyrei addresses the crowd. “Before you is the former ‘Lady’ Matilda. She is now stripped of her title and is now the condemned convict Matilda. Next market day she will be hanged in Little Brampton for her crimes and be roasted for a feast of the good citizens of Cruxtonia. Joining her on the gallows and the roast will be her slaves Elaine and Suzanne. Be sure to be there for the festive event!”

The three women’s humiliation is hardly done. They are taken to the dungeon beneath the capital and are locked in irons. Elaine and Suzanne watch as Matilda is locked in irons.

Once secured in chains, Matilda is buggered by the guards as Elaine and Suzanne had been. The three women would spend their last days alive in the basement dungeon.

One of the benefits afforded the guards is they can use condemned prisoners as often as they wish…

 

[thehangingtree]

The night before market day the three condemned women are given the Virgin Execution Prevention Protocol. Even though the guards have used the prisoners as their sex slaves during the past week the archbishop’s head monk comes to watch the three women are properly defiled.
Elaine is given the treatment on the floor of the dungeon. Her ass is given the same rape as her pussy.

Suzanne gets the same but with her wrists bound overhead in irons.

Tree refrains from describing the horrendous violation Matilda is subjected to.

The vile treatment is beneath his willingness to describe.

***

It is market day. Matilda, Elaine, and Suzanne have their arms bound crossed behind their backs. They are led from the dungeon to be taken to the gallows to be hanged.

Iron collars are locked around their necks that are connected by chains. Suzanne is the lead women of the condemned trio. Matilda is in second in line.

People I have dined and partied with line the path and heckle me from both sides. I thought they were friends but it is obvious their alliance resides with King Wragg. They only want to see me hanged before them.

I am not looking forward to the noose replacing the iron collar that is locked around my neck…
-Matilda

At the end of the line is Elaine. She is almost waiting to be hanged to finish her misery.

It will all end soon…

 

[Jackie1111]

.....She is certain she will be bound and leaned over the chopping block.


I will be naked except for the ropes binding my wrists and ankles.

Got a kick out of this story, Tree. I especially love this moment. I don't fantasize about beheading much, haven't done so in years. But when I did this is very much how I imagined myself in that last precious moment of life.

The executioner makes me kneel like that and wait for several minutes. The crowd looks on and I can hear them murmuring with excitement. When they fall silent, then I'll know the executioner - one of several men who enjoyed raping me in my cell the past few nights - has picked up his ax and is walking toward me.

 

[thehangingtree]

The march to the gallows was a humiliating and dreadful experience for the three women. It was worse for Matilda as many of people heckling the condemned convicts has been friends or acquaintances of hers. She was shamed being paraded naked before them as she was taken to the gallows.

Once they arrive one by one they are taken up the steep stairs to the gallows platform. Suzanne arrives first and is put up on the bench. The noose dangles before her face. She turns to the hangman and says “I don’t suppose this will be a quick hanging.”

He pulls the noose over her head and as he cinches it around her neck replies “Not a chance… King Wragg wants to see you three put on a fine dance.”

Elaine is brought up and noosed. There are some cheers from the crowd but nothing like when Matilda is brought up, is taken to middle noose, and the rope is pulled around her throat. The three women stand in a row with their wrists tied behind their backs and the nooses looped around their necks. There is no escaping their hanging.

But there is more to the show than just seeing the three hanged…

 

[thehangingtree]

I'm still writing... fingers are slower

 

[Jollyrei]

In the country of Cruxtonia there are tithes paid to King Despard Wragg that are really taxes. Matilda cannot be bothered by such trivial matters and had neglected paying hers. This, not to mention her refusal of the king amorous advances, has annoyed King Wragg.

He's king now? These Wraggs do get around. Is Cruxtonia anywhere near Little Brampton or Cruxton Abbey? You'd think by now these ladies would have heard that 1) they are not exempt from taxes; and 2) the Wraggs of the world punish people who don't pay up; and 3) the punishment is usually ridiculously complicated and involves being stripped of clothing, titles, clothing, freedom, clothing, and often life.

Nice start. Who is Matilda?

 

[Jollyrei]

Matilda, bound, near naked, and kneeling before Tree, replies “I would rather be brought to the block and have my head cut off before the Cruxtonian elites!”

I'm sure that can be arranged.

“You do not seem like a stupid woman to me, Matilda. You do not want to go before the court of King Wragg and have your case presented by Prosecutor Jollyrei” Tree warns.

On the other hand, Prosecutor Jollyrei is very keen to get on with it. She does have to appear in court naked, yes?

I will be naked except for the ropes binding my wrists and ankles.

There we are. Okay, I wish to make my opening arguments for why the deceased, er, plaintiff is guilty of the capital offense of tax evasion.

Well, if one absolutely must ... it might as well be done wantonly ...

That's the spirit. No regrets, dammit!

Jollyrei scowls at Matilda and says “You make several incorrect assumptions that I will clarify for you. First, your crimes are highest felonies. Your crimes vacate your title. You are not entitled to the swift execution of a beheading. You will be hanged by your neck at the gallows in Little Brampton and when you are dead your body will be spitted and roasted and served to the crowd who have witnessed your execution.”

You'd think I'd be happier than this, prosecuting a pretty naked woman and all. Dream come true for some people, I would think. Can you write me a bit more cheerful? Even so, this answers my question about the geography of our story, so that's nice.

Do I get to decide all these details about punishment and barbecuing. I just feel that I'm being a bit "creative" for a prosecutor. You realize that if we hang her, she won't be Kosher, strictly speaking, so some guests won't be able to take part. Beheading would have been better in that regard.

Matilda almost pukes at Jollyrei’s declaration

Really, now. A little decorum please. This is a high court of law, after all.

it is obvious their alliance resides with King Wragg. They only want to see me hanged before them.

Well, the King is a bit of a bastard that way, but I really think that they want to see Matilda hanged "rather than" and not "before" them.

At least I won my case. Tax evasion. Such a terrible crime. I mean, if she had committed a sex crime, I believe the penalty is 5 years of servitude in the King's palace, but tax evasion is an automatic death sentence (much like breaking the good crystal stemware while in the king's service, but Barb wouldn't know anything about that, would she?).

 

[Barbaria1]

much like breaking the good crystal stemware while in the king's service, but Barb wouldn't know anything about that, would she?

I won’t until they take inventory of the crystal at Cruxton Abbey

 

[thehangingtree]

He's king now? These Wraggs do get around. Is Cruxtonia anywhere near Little Brampton or Cruxton Abbey? You'd think by now these ladies would have heard that 1) they are not exempt from taxes; and 2) the Wraggs of the world punish people who don't pay up; and 3) the punishment is usually ridiculously complicated and involves being stripped of clothing, titles, clothing, freedom, clothing, and often life.

Nice start. Who is Matilda?

Little Brampton is in Cruxtonia. It is what we would call a suburb of the capital Cruxton. The Cruxton Abbey is near the capital city.

Matilda (perhaps some consider her a mythical figure) has- or had- wealth but never concerned herself with the fine points of the law. Now she

He's king now? These Wraggs do get around. Is Cruxtonia anywhere near Little Brampton or Cruxton Abbey? You'd think by now these ladies would have heard that 1) they are not exempt from taxes; and 2) the Wraggs of the world punish people who don't pay up; and 3) the punishment is usually ridiculously complicated and involves being stripped of clothing, titles, clothing, freedom, clothing, and often life.

Who is Matilda?

Little Brampton would today be considered a suburb of Cruxton, the capital of Cruxtonia. The Cruxton Abbey is in the the countryside near Cruxton.

Matilda is- maybe was- a wealthy woman who neglected to be bothered with the laws of the land. Thanks to your expert prosecution she stands noosed and waits to hang...

 

[thehangingtree]

‘There is more to justice than merely the verdict. The art of the execution pleases the population and sends treasures to my coffers…’

-King Wragg

King Wragg may not be the ideal role model for your children’s ambitions but he does know how to raise funds while getting his vengeance. The king sits on a second-floor balcony that puts him near the same level as the three condemned women. He notices the two slaves bracketing Matilda seem to be berating Matilda as much as the crowd below.

On either side of King Wragg stands Lady Barbara and Lady Messaline. The king says “Matilda will kick for a quarter hour before she dies.”
Barbara laughs and says “She won’t last five minutes.”

Messaline says “She can’t make ten minutes. She’s a princess. She’ll die like any other woman hanged.”
King Wragg wipes his mouth.

“If she lasts a quarter hour the two of you will close out the next market day hanging from your own nooses. If she doesn’t, I will give you both a sack of gold coins for your bets.”

Messa and Barbara feel a certain warming in their loins at the prospect of being hanged in Little Brampton’s square before the commoners. But that may be for another thread.

Meanwhile on the gallows Matilda and her slaves stand with wrists bound and nooses around their necks. The crowd below cannot wait to see the noble woman and her two slaves hanged by their necks.

Matilda cannot believe she stands nearly nude before the lecherous crowd that wants to see a noble lady hanged like a common criminal. She looks down at her breasts heaving as she takes the last free breaths she can take.

“They cannot do this to me! I am a noble woman” I cry out.

Sympathy is in short supply. Suzanne hisses “You are a criminal of the state. You deserve to hang!”

Elaine adds “We are being hanged because you own our asses. I hope you take forever to die!”

“But I…”

-Matilda

It doesn’t matter. The minister from the Cruxton Abbey has finished his prayer for their eternal damnation. As he walks across the gallows’ platform he yells to the hangman “It is time for you to do your job!”

“Wenches, it is time for you to die” the hangman growls…

 

[Jollyrei]

“If she lasts a quarter hour the two of you will close out the next market day hanging from your own nooses. If she doesn’t, I will give you both a sack of gold coins for your bets.”

I think I see where this is going. Should I just put a bet down on 15 minutes and 10 seconds now?

 

[Barbaria1]

Barbara laughs and says “She won’t last five minutes.”

Messaline says “She can’t make ten minutes. She’s a princess. She’ll die like any other woman hanged.”
King Wragg wipes his mouth.

Messa and I ought to know by now.

Wragg wipes his mouth ... why? ... because he drools?

Messa and Barbara feel a certain warming in their loins at the prospect of being hanged in Little Brampton’s square before the commoners. But that may be for another thread.

Or, do they feel a certain warming in their loins from being naked, with only a drooling Wragg separating them from “getting at it” with one another? That may be for another thread too.

 

[thehangingtree]

Back in those days, hangings were short drop hangings. A short drop hanging is a brutal way to execute a woman. First, the condemned woman is brought through the streets of Little Brampton naked but for the ropes binding her wrists behind her back and a rope collar she is led to the gallows. The gathered crowd has enjoyed copious amounts of ‘adult’ beverages and the guards do little besides keeping them from damaging the wench as she is led to her death.

But let us, without bothering to concern ourselves with this less than rapid death this wench will experience and explore what a fate Matilda, Suzanne, and Elaine are facing.

There are many benefits to hanging wenches such as this these. First they have not procreated to add to the Cruxtonian population. By remaining childless the three women only depleted the food supply. And with Matilda not paying her taxes tithes she has deprived the kingdom of its deserved support. Elaine and Suzanne, being property of Matilda, are to be disposed of as untithed livestock. With all the pre-hanging ceremonies complete it is time for the women’s executions. The hangman pulls a rope that jerks the bench from beneath their feet!

Suzanne and Matilda swing in disbelief of the pain of being hanged. Elaine starts kicking in panic almost immediately.

It quickly seems Elaine (on your right) is getting an arousing rush from the noose closing slowly around her neck. On the left, Suzanne cannot comprehend the rope the rope crushing her neck as the weight of her body draws it tighter around her throat.

Lady- or formerly- Matilda looks out at the crowd who wildly cheers her struggle with the noose.

I am a noble woman! They cannot do this to me! My breasts that men and women have suckled and caressed weigh heavy on my chest! I can hardly breathe!

-Matilda

 

[Jollyrei]

I am a noble woman! They cannot do this to me! My breasts that men and women have suckled and caressed weigh heavy on my chest! I can hardly breathe!

Call me pedantic if you wish, but I really think she has bigger problems than her breasts at this point. She needs to focus.

 

[thehangingtree]

Call me pedantic if you wish, but I really think she has bigger problems than her breasts at this point. She needs to focus.

I think the noose distracts her... more to cum come...

 

[thehangingtree]

The three women were paraded naked from the dungeon to the Little Brampton gallows. Their wrists were bound tightly behind their backs. The ropes both hurt and prevented them from covering their bare bodies and they suffered lecherous jeers from the crowd lining the streets. When they were brought to the stool on the gallows nooses made of thick rope were fixed around their necks. The heavy hemp reminded them what would happen when the ‘ceremonies’ were finished, they would be hanged.

The bench was pulled away and the three condemned women now hang by their necks. To the delight of the crowd the hangman is quite skilled at his job. The premium French hemp closes ever so slowly around their necks. Logic would say just hang there and let the rope close your throat and be done with it. Logic goes away when one is hanged.

The heavy ropes that form the nooses only slowly tightens around their necks. Their heads only use is to hold the nooses beneath their jaws and the base of their skulls. The ropes that painfully bind their wrists now not only exposes their bodies but prevents them from even trying to escape the ropes that close around their necks.

Suzanne, Matilda, and Elaine kick and thrash in desperate attempt to escape their nooses. The crowd enjoys what they consider a lewd death dance while the three hanged women thrash about in futile attempts to escape the nooses. They have no realization what they are doing.

Suzanne has begun to twist and turn as her body stretches her neck and closes the loop tighter around her neck. Elaine’s orgasmic look is replaced by a face reflecting the slow closing of her throat. Lady Matilda performs a vile dance she would never do and probably doesn’t know she is now. While the crowd loves their hanging, the hanged women have forgotten the crowd below them.

The three women have been condemned to death and while pleasing the spectators a short drop hanging is a brutally punishing method to execute them. The hangman fashioned three nooses with premium French rope that only slowly closes around the women’s necks. The weight of their own bodies supplies the leverage to close the loops around their throats. Their dances only help close the nooses.

The women have been hanged for almost ten minutes and Suzanne’s panic has driven her dance to desperate motions.

Suzanne, along with Matilda and Elaine, have been condemned to hang by her neck until she is dead. She has been hanged for eleven minutes when her futile attempt to escape the noose suddenly brings her death very close as the noose crushes her throat closed!

Suddenly Suzanne’s gasps for what air she can get stop. Her tongue protrudes from her mouth as she tries to breathe but nothing passes the rope crushing her neck.

With her throat crushed Susanne makes frantic kicks that only serve to tighten the noose around her neck.

Suzanne is fading quickly. Her limbs are chilled, yet her lungs burn with stale are that should have long ago been exhaled. The noose that has closed her throat prevents that from happening.

A dozen minutes after she has been hanged she hold her feet a shoulders’ width apart and releases her bladder.

Matilda and Elaine are still fighting during their last moments alive…