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Medieval Horrors
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Dorothy Brown
Brown Sugar
Dorothy Brown
Brown Sugar
Shit! What did I do to deserve that?
It`s Lovely Down There Just Keep Your Mouth Shut
Dorothy Brown
Brown Sugar
Dorothy Brown
Brown Sugar
Dorothy Brown
Brown Sugar
Dorothy is having her
Dorothy Brown
Brown Sugar
Great Afternoon Barbaria, I Enjoyed It.
Had To Stop In The End, The Kids
Came In Demanding Food.
Had To Stop In The End, The Kids
Came In Demanding Food.
If it were me, I'd just be thinking, "What are they staring at?
Surely they know livestock has to be made secure for transportation?"
KvK
Tribune
Nice!
The mistress brings them each, individually, to her private torture chamber.
Each woman's eyes widens as she sees the vast array of bondage and torture implements laid out.
The mistress caresses the woman under her chin.
"You are so beautiful..." declares the mistress.
The woman is shocked. This kind of love is strictly prohibited and severely punished.
The mistress intuits what the naked woman is thinking. "Don't worry," declares the mistress, "This dungeon and this castle is sovereign ground. No bishop and no cardinal has jurisdiction here..."
Before the woman can absorb this, the mistress grabs her by the hair and pulls her down to her knees, mouth level where the mistress' other hand has parted her dress. The mistress' hand forces the woman's face onto the mistress' labia and clitoris. Some woman are so shocked they just move around. Some woman get with the program. Either way, the mistress cums on each and every individual woman, then, with a cruel move of her hand, casts the woman's drenched head aside.
"We have to make this convincing so that your fellow slaves on the other side of the room do not get the idea that this will be easy!" cryptically declares the mistress as she smothers her fist in her own pussy juice.
Each woman screams loudly and the mistress then fists that woman's pussy...and then that woman's anus.
jonesygirl
Tribunica Potestas
MILKING WITCHES
Beth Williams is the young lady pictured milking the young witch. Beth was brought up on a dairy farm in Little Brampton and had considerable knowledge of all dairy products. Life was good and prosperous until the famine struck and eventually the loss of all the livestock. Beth however was always one to seize any opportunity and soon hit on the idea of herding lactating witches instead of cows. Most witches were of course hanged and then entered the Little Brampton meat marketing system. There was no by-law however against buying suitable witches and farming them for milk, cheese and whatever dairy products took her fancy. Beth soon built up a “herd “ almost on a par with the old days. Her best milk producers could give a yield of two quarts per day.
By the age of eighteen Beth had her own farm which was well stocked. Her “cows” were all trustees who knew that escape would surely result in capture and roasting alive. Their mistress and owner always preferred breast milk to cows milk and were summoned on a rota basis to provide Beth with a pint of warm milk followed by a good long pussy licking before bedtime. More of Beth and her farm later.
The witch in this pic isn’t one of Beth’s. She has been sent from the Eastwick hangings to be roasted on the BBQ (Big Boobs Queue) ...more later. Beth had many theories, one of which was that if a girl was being shagged during milking then that would increase milk production and flow due to increased circulation. She of course charged the randy young lads who had just frequented The Hanged Witch pub and were up for anything.
You can see a couple on the right. The husband is suggesting to his wife that giving this young witch a good shagging would be in a good cause….but she looks unconvinced.
On the left is one of Beth’s trustees carrying an empty churn to fill up and take back to the farm. Beth had channelled an ice cold mountain stream to run through her cellar where she kept the milk really cold. The trustee would chill the milk and today she would make Witch Milk Shakes by adding crushed berries. The milk shakes were yet another source of income for our enterprising Beth.
Good art and background story...
jacksjg89
PROCRASTINATOR
That's nice that all y'all are enjoying yourselves, but it would be great if I could get my hollandaise sauce and before the enlightenment period starts
jonesygirl
Tribunica Potestas
I'll ask Beth and the Landlady of The Hanged Witch if they can ensure a supply of Hollandaise sauce for you but unfortunately my diary has been printed without the "enlightenment period" in it so I am very much in the dark as to when that should occur. I shall have very stern words with the printers but in the meantime perhaps you could enlighten me?
Rest, Jonesygirl... You cannot please all the people all the time!!!
2:30 PM Brampton Daylight Time… 9:30 AM Eastern daylight time…
“No, no, no!!! This will not do! We negotiated with the FCC to show a naked condemned cunt on the broadcast channel and you want her to look like such a sympathetic cunt! Get those irons off her and bind her wrist and elbows behind her back! I want to see perky tumescent tits here!” I watch as the irons are removed and my elbows and wrists are cinched tight behind my back. If they want ‘perky’ breasts they have them. The air conditioning (that I never knew they had) is cracked down to 60°F.
“I am the producer of remote broadcasts” he explains to me. “I have no interest in you besides ratings. Let’s get this done and I can go home to my boyfriend, OK???”
Great, the producer is a flaming faggot and my tits hold no spell on him! The camera man sets this HD digital camera on a heavy tripod and takes light settings while a technician places a flat-screen monitor so I can see who I am talking to and does a sound check with New York. He explains they rented a fiber DS3 trans-Atlantic connection so there would be no satellite delay for the interview.
Whatever… let’s get this done!
10 AM EDT…
Chis Wallace appears on the screen.
“In just six days Professor Barbara Moore will be hanged then spit-roasted. The United State does not have a diplomatic relationship with the city-state of the diocese of Brampton. Next up is the condemned American Professor of the University of the Virgin Martyrs Barbara Moore. She will be hanged this Saturday and has the left and the right scratching their heads with the right believing she should be hanged and the left torn that she is being persecuted while others believe the separation of Church and State must be preserved even if it costs Barb her life. In a moment we will interview Barbara Moore.”
Fuck me to tears… I watch a Viagra advertisement waiting for the interview to begin.
“In this first segment we talk with Professor Moore who by this time next week will have been hanged, roasted, and eaten. Good morning, Professor Moore, how are you?”
“Just peachy” I reply “Are my tits being ‘pixelated’ back home?”
“No Professor Moore, we have an educational waiver from the FCC. Six days from now you will be hanged, spit roasted, and by this time next Sunday your body will have be consumed, your entrails and waste parts will have been fed to the boars and your bones will have been dried in an oven and ground into fertilizer. Tell us what you are thinking.”
“You are a fucking asshole” I reply.
I think I am cooperating…. I am certainly being sincere…
-Barb Moore
Tree
“No, no, no!!! This will not do! We negotiated with the FCC to show a naked condemned cunt on the broadcast channel and you want her to look like such a sympathetic cunt! Get those irons off her and bind her wrist and elbows behind her back! I want to see perky tumescent tits here!” I watch as the irons are removed and my elbows and wrists are cinched tight behind my back. If they want ‘perky’ breasts they have them. The air conditioning (that I never knew they had) is cracked down to 60°F.
“I am the producer of remote broadcasts” he explains to me. “I have no interest in you besides ratings. Let’s get this done and I can go home to my boyfriend, OK???”
Great, the producer is a flaming faggot and my tits hold no spell on him! The camera man sets this HD digital camera on a heavy tripod and takes light settings while a technician places a flat-screen monitor so I can see who I am talking to and does a sound check with New York. He explains they rented a fiber DS3 trans-Atlantic connection so there would be no satellite delay for the interview.
Whatever… let’s get this done!
10 AM EDT…
Chis Wallace appears on the screen.
“In just six days Professor Barbara Moore will be hanged then spit-roasted. The United State does not have a diplomatic relationship with the city-state of the diocese of Brampton. Next up is the condemned American Professor of the University of the Virgin Martyrs Barbara Moore. She will be hanged this Saturday and has the left and the right scratching their heads with the right believing she should be hanged and the left torn that she is being persecuted while others believe the separation of Church and State must be preserved even if it costs Barb her life. In a moment we will interview Barbara Moore.”
Fuck me to tears… I watch a Viagra advertisement waiting for the interview to begin.
“In this first segment we talk with Professor Moore who by this time next week will have been hanged, roasted, and eaten. Good morning, Professor Moore, how are you?”
“Just peachy” I reply “Are my tits being ‘pixelated’ back home?”
“No Professor Moore, we have an educational waiver from the FCC. Six days from now you will be hanged, spit roasted, and by this time next Sunday your body will have be consumed, your entrails and waste parts will have been fed to the boars and your bones will have been dried in an oven and ground into fertilizer. Tell us what you are thinking.”
“You are a fucking asshole” I reply.
I think I am cooperating…. I am certainly being sincere…
-Barb Moore
Tree
jonesygirl
Tribunica Potestas
THE LITTLE BRAMPTON BBQ
So!..Our BBQ is going to be honoured by the presence of Dr Barbara Moore no less. If she is to be spit roasted after hanging then I do hope our ladies at the W.I. haven't already added her to the BBQ which is now underway.
The sterling work carried out by the Little Brampton W.I. has long been overlooked. Among the many firsts they achieved was the introduction of the BBQ. Originally this meant the Big Boobs Queue which often formed at events such as this, which was a feast to celebrate the downfall of the Eastwick coven. The W.I. only used the best charcoal sprinkled with mixed herbs to give the witch's pre milked boobs added flavour. The queue is already forming on the left but cooking time will take at least another twenty minutes. No undercooked burgers here! The W.I. were very keen on upholding the local health and safety laws with regard to outdoor cooking. The salad has been prepared with a good selection of witch cheeses from Beth Williams dairy farm and folks are getting quite peckish. The naked girl on the right is coating the witch’s boobs in a marinade of honey and mustard which works surprisingly well. Today of course she wouldn’t be allowed to do that unless she wore an apron to protect her from hot witch fat.
So!..Our BBQ is going to be honoured by the presence of Dr Barbara Moore no less. If she is to be spit roasted after hanging then I do hope our ladies at the W.I. haven't already added her to the BBQ which is now underway.
The sterling work carried out by the Little Brampton W.I. has long been overlooked. Among the many firsts they achieved was the introduction of the BBQ. Originally this meant the Big Boobs Queue which often formed at events such as this, which was a feast to celebrate the downfall of the Eastwick coven. The W.I. only used the best charcoal sprinkled with mixed herbs to give the witch's pre milked boobs added flavour. The queue is already forming on the left but cooking time will take at least another twenty minutes. No undercooked burgers here! The W.I. were very keen on upholding the local health and safety laws with regard to outdoor cooking. The salad has been prepared with a good selection of witch cheeses from Beth Williams dairy farm and folks are getting quite peckish. The naked girl on the right is coating the witch’s boobs in a marinade of honey and mustard which works surprisingly well. Today of course she wouldn’t be allowed to do that unless she wore an apron to protect her from hot witch fat.
menecmi
Magistrate
Grilled meat is always the best!