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The Rise and Fall of Felicity
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Is that the moral of the story? Always read the contract? Sage advice anywhere, and doubly so anywhere near Little Brampton.
Tree had sent for the Brampton constables to arrest Felicity. Infidelity is a minor offence however Felicity had not only been an infidel but an adulteress, an act sure to earn her the death penalty- after her trial, of course. Instead of a few constables showing up, a platoon of soldiers arrived to make the arrest, Tree being a major source of funding for the state of Brampton. The soldiers were forceful if not that bright. They were arresting Madeline when Tree walked into the room. As politely as he could manage, he asked “What the hell are you doing?”
“We are arresting this wench, Tree” their commander replied.
“That is my maid” Tree declares. “I sent for you to arrest my wife.”
Madeline was swiftly set free and a barely dressed Felicity was brought into the room. Tree said “This is the perpetrator you are looking for.”
Felicity was seized and she indignantly said “I am not properly attired! Tree, stop these hoodlums!”
“My dear Felicity, they are not here for dinner. They have come to arrest you” Tree said angrily.
The commander takes control of Felicity and growls “You wife will look spectacular when she is hanging naked by her neck!”
Tree calmly said “She must be convicted first and she may not be hanged at all.”
“We will see” the commander replied while his soldiers ripped what bit of clothing Felicity wore and bound her wrists. Tree signed a document she was taken from his estate in good health and would remain so until she is released or executed. They led her from the house and Felicity asks “Are you going to make me walk all the way to Brampton? It is a long way off.”
One soldier says “No, this is just for show. Tree hired a cart to bring you to Brampton. He says you need to be in good shape when you are put to death.”
Felicity is led from the Tree estate. Tree’s sister Joan turned to Tree and said “Are you going to male her walk all the way to Brampton?”
“Nah, this is just to make a point” Tree replied.
Felicity is bound to the back of the cart and marched off the estate. As she is led out the gate, she sees Archer.
Casually he called out “I’ll miss you, Felicity. You were the best I ever had…”
“We are arresting this wench, Tree” their commander replied.
“That is my maid” Tree declares. “I sent for you to arrest my wife.”
Madeline was swiftly set free and a barely dressed Felicity was brought into the room. Tree said “This is the perpetrator you are looking for.”
Felicity was seized and she indignantly said “I am not properly attired! Tree, stop these hoodlums!”
“My dear Felicity, they are not here for dinner. They have come to arrest you” Tree said angrily.
The commander takes control of Felicity and growls “You wife will look spectacular when she is hanging naked by her neck!”
Tree calmly said “She must be convicted first and she may not be hanged at all.”
“We will see” the commander replied while his soldiers ripped what bit of clothing Felicity wore and bound her wrists. Tree signed a document she was taken from his estate in good health and would remain so until she is released or executed. They led her from the house and Felicity asks “Are you going to make me walk all the way to Brampton? It is a long way off.”
One soldier says “No, this is just for show. Tree hired a cart to bring you to Brampton. He says you need to be in good shape when you are put to death.”
Felicity is led from the Tree estate. Tree’s sister Joan turned to Tree and said “Are you going to male her walk all the way to Brampton?”
“Nah, this is just to make a point” Tree replied.
Felicity is bound to the back of the cart and marched off the estate. As she is led out the gate, she sees Archer.
Casually he called out “I’ll miss you, Felicity. You were the best I ever had…”
Sounds polite enough to me...
Felicity was loaded in the wagon and taken to the capital city of Brampton. Quite a few turned out for her arrival as it is not often a woman of the upper class is brought to town to be tried and sentenced to be hanged. Though blessed with a fine body, Felicity is nervous about getting out of the cart, naked as she was. It took several men to ‘help’ her from the somewhat private confines of the barred wagon.
Being a lady of good upbringing, Felicity protests “You are not going to parade me through town like this, are you?”
A constable said “You are no more than a whore in our minds. Get used to it. After your trial you will be naked when we execute you.”
Felicity had awful images of standing naked and noosed on the gallows with a throng of commoners screaming for her to be hanged.
She wasn’t comforted when a pair of women from Brampton talked about her as she passed by them.
“My, she’ll look good up on the wood” one said.
“It will be exciting to see her there” another replied.
Felicity could not believe they were talking about her in such a way, forgetting how often she mocked the condemned women on their way to be executed.
Being a lady of good upbringing, Felicity protests “You are not going to parade me through town like this, are you?”
A constable said “You are no more than a whore in our minds. Get used to it. After your trial you will be naked when we execute you.”
Felicity had awful images of standing naked and noosed on the gallows with a throng of commoners screaming for her to be hanged.
She wasn’t comforted when a pair of women from Brampton talked about her as she passed by them.
“My, she’ll look good up on the wood” one said.
“It will be exciting to see her there” another replied.
Felicity could not believe they were talking about her in such a way, forgetting how often she mocked the condemned women on their way to be executed.
Once in the Brampton jail, Felicity is taken to the cellars where prisoners are kept. A massive guard escorts through the maze of cells. Felicity asks “Are you going to rape me?”
“No, M’lady. You are being held pending your trial” he replies. “I can’t take you till after you are convicted.”
He locks Felicity in her cell and walks away. She leans against the bars with her breasts hang out between the bars.
She runs her hand around the bars and rubs herself, wondering what it will feel like when she is hanged by her neck. She is distracted by a hammering noise coming through the barred window. She climbs onto the bunk and looks out the window.
Across the square, laborers work on the gallows making repairs to the structure. Ugly thoughts fill her head as she pictures herself hanging naked a distance above the gallows’ deck.
Felicity watches for a while before the reality is the work is to insure the gallows is being serviced for the next prisoner’s execution- perhaps hers!
Felicity cannot get the images of being hanged naked on the gallows. Having never been choked before she wonders what it will feel like as she hangs by her neck. For some reason the thought of being hanged naked before the commoners of Brampton excites her. Felicity soon finds her hand between her thighs.
She strokes herself and is about to come when a woman’s voice comes from cell’s door. “My, are you excited about being executed?!?”
“What are you doing here? I should have known you would come to see me hanged” Felicity angrily exclaims.
“What are you talking about” the woman asks.
“You know damn good and well” Felicity says. “Your brother has sent me here to be hanged.”
“No he didn’t” Joan Tree says forcefully.
“And you are going to have a toast with him while I hang dead and naked above you” Felicity nearly screams.
“That can’t be further from the truth” Joan replies.
“Didn’t you read the marriage contract you signed? Tree would never have you hanged!”
“No, M’lady. You are being held pending your trial” he replies. “I can’t take you till after you are convicted.”
He locks Felicity in her cell and walks away. She leans against the bars with her breasts hang out between the bars.
She runs her hand around the bars and rubs herself, wondering what it will feel like when she is hanged by her neck. She is distracted by a hammering noise coming through the barred window. She climbs onto the bunk and looks out the window.
Across the square, laborers work on the gallows making repairs to the structure. Ugly thoughts fill her head as she pictures herself hanging naked a distance above the gallows’ deck.
Felicity watches for a while before the reality is the work is to insure the gallows is being serviced for the next prisoner’s execution- perhaps hers!
Felicity cannot get the images of being hanged naked on the gallows. Having never been choked before she wonders what it will feel like as she hangs by her neck. For some reason the thought of being hanged naked before the commoners of Brampton excites her. Felicity soon finds her hand between her thighs.
She strokes herself and is about to come when a woman’s voice comes from cell’s door. “My, are you excited about being executed?!?”
“What are you doing here? I should have known you would come to see me hanged” Felicity angrily exclaims.
“What are you talking about” the woman asks.
“You know damn good and well” Felicity says. “Your brother has sent me here to be hanged.”
“No he didn’t” Joan Tree says forcefully.
“And you are going to have a toast with him while I hang dead and naked above you” Felicity nearly screams.
“That can’t be further from the truth” Joan replies.
“Didn’t you read the marriage contract you signed? Tree would never have you hanged!”
Felicity’s trial was delayed more than a week. It is rare when a noble woman is accused of such crimes and the courtroom had to be prepared for the crowd that would show up for her conviction trial. Besides, Tree insisted Felicity be dresses appropriately for her social status. Felicity was brought into the courtroom dressed in a hat and fine garments. The only indication she had been accused of such high crimes was the heavy irons binding her wrists.
Usually a woman would be brought to court late in the afternoon. The charges against her were read much to the gasps of the spectators- infidelity, unnatural sexual activities with a woman, and adultery! Surely such a woman should be brought naked to the gallows and hanged by her neck until she was dead. But the magistrate delayed Felicity’s trial till the following day.
The next day Felicity was brought to court wearing a simpler garb. Felicity listened as Archer followed Madeline testified about their intimate encounters with her.
Felicity had been an excellent partner but Tree had paid Archer and Madeline had (and currently are) paid by Tree far longer than they had even known Felicity. Spectators called out for Felicity to be hanged, but the judge ordered their silence. He said there were matters that had to be considered and Felicity, though obviously guilty of all charges, would not be sentenced till the following day. Felicity broke into tears and cried out “You cannot hang me!”
The judge ordered her silence and soldiers hustled her from the court.
They took her to the Brampton jail, stripped her of the shabby gown she wore, and locked her in a cell.
Felicity had nightmares of being hanged naked before the citizens of Brampton.
She knew she would be left hanging from her neck long after the noose had killed her so the commoners could gawk at her dead naked body.
Felicity’s fear of being hanged were ill-founded. In court the following day, she is brought to the courtroom properly attired for a woman convicted of such high crimes. She stands bound and naked before her angry husband Tree. The prosecutor makes a forceful argument for Felicity’s punishment. “A woman of such upbringing has no excuse for her behavior. She deserves to be executed however circumstances say she in unworthy of the swiftness of being hanged to death.”
He turns the floor over to the mayor of Brampton. The men exchange quiet pleasantries before the mayor addresses the court. He clears his throat and says “Crimes of Lady Felicity’s would warrant her to be hanged until she is dead. However, in light of her upbringing along with the marriage contract she signed prior to her wedding, I sentence her to be executed in the most terrible fashion. Lady Felicity, an week from this Friday, I sentence you to be crucified and be hung from the cross until you are dead, however many hours- or days- that takes!"
Felicity is stunned by his declaration.
“They cannot do that to me” Felicity says in barely a whisper…
Usually a woman would be brought to court late in the afternoon. The charges against her were read much to the gasps of the spectators- infidelity, unnatural sexual activities with a woman, and adultery! Surely such a woman should be brought naked to the gallows and hanged by her neck until she was dead. But the magistrate delayed Felicity’s trial till the following day.
The next day Felicity was brought to court wearing a simpler garb. Felicity listened as Archer followed Madeline testified about their intimate encounters with her.
Felicity had been an excellent partner but Tree had paid Archer and Madeline had (and currently are) paid by Tree far longer than they had even known Felicity. Spectators called out for Felicity to be hanged, but the judge ordered their silence. He said there were matters that had to be considered and Felicity, though obviously guilty of all charges, would not be sentenced till the following day. Felicity broke into tears and cried out “You cannot hang me!”
The judge ordered her silence and soldiers hustled her from the court.
They took her to the Brampton jail, stripped her of the shabby gown she wore, and locked her in a cell.
Felicity had nightmares of being hanged naked before the citizens of Brampton.
She knew she would be left hanging from her neck long after the noose had killed her so the commoners could gawk at her dead naked body.
Felicity’s fear of being hanged were ill-founded. In court the following day, she is brought to the courtroom properly attired for a woman convicted of such high crimes. She stands bound and naked before her angry husband Tree. The prosecutor makes a forceful argument for Felicity’s punishment. “A woman of such upbringing has no excuse for her behavior. She deserves to be executed however circumstances say she in unworthy of the swiftness of being hanged to death.”
He turns the floor over to the mayor of Brampton. The men exchange quiet pleasantries before the mayor addresses the court. He clears his throat and says “Crimes of Lady Felicity’s would warrant her to be hanged until she is dead. However, in light of her upbringing along with the marriage contract she signed prior to her wedding, I sentence her to be executed in the most terrible fashion. Lady Felicity, an week from this Friday, I sentence you to be crucified and be hung from the cross until you are dead, however many hours- or days- that takes!"
Felicity is stunned by his declaration.
“They cannot do that to me” Felicity says in barely a whisper…
I wonder what will happen to her?
Firing squad?
Guillotine?
Walking the plank?
Crucifixion! Of course!
Why didn't I think of that?
Felicity, now a convicted woman sentenced to death, is brought back to the Brampton jail to be held over a week until she is executed. The same guard takes her to her cell that would be her home until she is crucified. Casually he says “Well, you are not waiting to be tried. You are a condemned felon now and I can do what I want with you as long as you are in good shape when they put you to death. I must say, I never took a woman waiting to be crucified.”
He bound her to the bunk and ravaged her. Coldly he said “People watching you on the cross will not know what a fine fuck you are.”
After he came, he released Felicity from the bed but left her locked in the cell. He would take her often as she waited to be crucified. Felicity protested each time he took her but afterwards would please herself.
Felicity was no angel and her encounters with the guard were a better way to spend time than being left alone in the cell.
The guard wasn’t the only visitor Felicity had. A week before her crucifixion, Tree’s sister Joan came by the jail. Felicity was less than cordial to her growling “Your brother Tree arranged all this! Because of him, I am going to be put to death on a cross!”
“Felicity, I hate to point out you were quite unfaithful. You not only fucked the groundskeeper, but you had intimate relations with the maid!” Joan scowled. “Besides, Tree is a slave to a good fuck like you. I wrote the contract you signed. You really should have read it before you signed it.
“But that is water under the bridge. I must tell you, Madeline has been punished for her indiscretions. The court would have hanged you unless I showed them she could be crucified without harm.”
“You nailed Madeline to a cross” Felicity exclaimed in horrified disbelief.
“No, Felicity, she was only tied to a cross” Joan scoffs as Felicity envisions Madeline hanging roped to the cross.
Joan cruelly added “Of course, since you are condemned to die on the cross, you will be nailed to yours.”
After Joan Tree left, Felicity imagined being nailed to the cross and hanging from it before the people of Brampton. She had seen plenty of women hanged for their ‘crimes’. All of them had been naked when they were brought to gallows and hanged that way.
Felicity had no reason to thing when they crucify her, the Brampton tradition of naked executions would not be used when she is crucified. She wonders what it will feel like hanging naked before the mere commoners of Brampton. What would her body feel like? What would her skin be like as she hangs from the cross?
It doesn’t cross her mind she will be unable to touch herself when she is nailed to the cross.
A few days later, Felicity has more visitors. She stands in the visitors’ cell and met by two well-dressed French women. The blond woman says “Just look at her, Judith! It would be a crime to put her to death on a cross made of local wood!”
Felicity does not recognize the women and asks “Are you from around here?”
“Oh, non, we are from Anjou!” the light-haired woman declares.
“Arkansas?” Felicity asks.
“Arkansas? No, M’lady, France! I am Messaline and this is Judith. We got here just in time. They were going to crucify you on a cross made of local wood. We have stopped that” Messaline exclaims.
“They are not going to crucify me” Felicity asks.
“No, silly, they are not going to crucify you on a cheap cross! They are going to use one made of my premium French wood” Messaline proudly says.
Felicity is not comforted by the news.
Time lost meaning to Felicity. The hours alone seemed to drag but every minute that passed brought her closer to her execution. She wondered how she would look hanging naked nailed to the cross. Would the common trash of Brampton realize they are seeing a noble lady being put to death or would they just lust at her nude body displayed obscenely before them.
Sleep came but it was littered with horrible nightmares…
He bound her to the bunk and ravaged her. Coldly he said “People watching you on the cross will not know what a fine fuck you are.”
After he came, he released Felicity from the bed but left her locked in the cell. He would take her often as she waited to be crucified. Felicity protested each time he took her but afterwards would please herself.
Felicity was no angel and her encounters with the guard were a better way to spend time than being left alone in the cell.
The guard wasn’t the only visitor Felicity had. A week before her crucifixion, Tree’s sister Joan came by the jail. Felicity was less than cordial to her growling “Your brother Tree arranged all this! Because of him, I am going to be put to death on a cross!”
“Felicity, I hate to point out you were quite unfaithful. You not only fucked the groundskeeper, but you had intimate relations with the maid!” Joan scowled. “Besides, Tree is a slave to a good fuck like you. I wrote the contract you signed. You really should have read it before you signed it.
“But that is water under the bridge. I must tell you, Madeline has been punished for her indiscretions. The court would have hanged you unless I showed them she could be crucified without harm.”
“You nailed Madeline to a cross” Felicity exclaimed in horrified disbelief.
“No, Felicity, she was only tied to a cross” Joan scoffs as Felicity envisions Madeline hanging roped to the cross.
Joan cruelly added “Of course, since you are condemned to die on the cross, you will be nailed to yours.”
After Joan Tree left, Felicity imagined being nailed to the cross and hanging from it before the people of Brampton. She had seen plenty of women hanged for their ‘crimes’. All of them had been naked when they were brought to gallows and hanged that way.
Felicity had no reason to thing when they crucify her, the Brampton tradition of naked executions would not be used when she is crucified. She wonders what it will feel like hanging naked before the mere commoners of Brampton. What would her body feel like? What would her skin be like as she hangs from the cross?
It doesn’t cross her mind she will be unable to touch herself when she is nailed to the cross.
A few days later, Felicity has more visitors. She stands in the visitors’ cell and met by two well-dressed French women. The blond woman says “Just look at her, Judith! It would be a crime to put her to death on a cross made of local wood!”
Felicity does not recognize the women and asks “Are you from around here?”
“Oh, non, we are from Anjou!” the light-haired woman declares.
“Arkansas?” Felicity asks.
“Arkansas? No, M’lady, France! I am Messaline and this is Judith. We got here just in time. They were going to crucify you on a cross made of local wood. We have stopped that” Messaline exclaims.
“They are not going to crucify me” Felicity asks.
“No, silly, they are not going to crucify you on a cheap cross! They are going to use one made of my premium French wood” Messaline proudly says.
Felicity is not comforted by the news.
Time lost meaning to Felicity. The hours alone seemed to drag but every minute that passed brought her closer to her execution. She wondered how she would look hanging naked nailed to the cross. Would the common trash of Brampton realize they are seeing a noble lady being put to death or would they just lust at her nude body displayed obscenely before them.
Sleep came but it was littered with horrible nightmares…
Some people just have no gratitude.
Tree tries to be kind-hearted but he thinks Felicity is still mad at him. Did Alice ever forgive you for crucifying her???Some people just have no gratitude.
She was a bit frosty after the third time, now you mention it...
Loxuru
Graf von Kreuzigung
She'll get used to it!She was a bit frosty after the third time, now you mention it...
If necessary, bring her in contact with Barb, who is a real expert by experience!
The time leading up to her crucifixion was part boredom when Felicity was alone in her cell and bizarre visits from strangers more concerned about how she would die than that she would die on the cross. The burly guard would take her whenever he wanted, but if she was honest, he was a pretty good lay- one she wouldn’t mind having even if he wasn’t a prison guard.
It was the day before her crucifixion. Felicity could look out the barred window of her cell and watch them prepare the site when she would spend her last hours hanging nailed to the cross.
A hole was dug a foot into the ground and a tall wooden box was placed in it on one end. A mound of dirt was built around the box, a little taller than she was. One side of the mound was flat. The crew delivered the premium French cross that had just arrived from Anjou. The locals gathered around the cross and casually discussed how good Felicity would look when she was hanged naked on it. Felicity was appalled at how they discussed her crucifixion.
She retired to the cot in her cell. Religious images of Christ ran through her head. She thought she would look better on the cross than he did. She could not resist pleasing herself as she pictured her body nailed naked on the cross.
Felicity could not imagine the pain she would be in as she hung from the wood.
Late in the day, the guard that had pleased her so often brought her to the visitors’ cell. Standing outside was her husband, Tree. He looked her over with lust in his eyes. He took a sip of the drink he carried and said “Looks like you will get what you deserve.”
Felicity growled “Your sister Joan told me she wrote the document I signed. She said you wouldn’t have the balls to do this to me.”
“She wrote it, but you and I signed it” Tree says not hiding his contempt. “And you wouldn’t be facing the cross if you hadn’t taken Archer and Madeline.”
“You can stop it. There is no reason to have me killed” Felicity says.
“Not going to do that” Tree says. “I came to do my husbandly duties before they put you to death.”
The irons were taken off Felicity and Tree said “Turn around and kneel down.”
Felicity starts to do as he instructed but then she turns towards Tree and asks “What are you going to do?”
Tree says “As often as we’ve done it, I never fucked your ass.”
Felicity backs into the cell’s corner and exclaims “You can’t do that!”
“It is not natural! You will hurt me!” Felicity cries.
“You did it that way with Archer. I’m curious how it feels.”
“You got no rights” the guard says. “Get on your hands and knees.”
Tree steps behind Felicity and opens his trousers. She winces as his erect cock splits her ass’ buns.
Compared to Archer, Tree’s cock easily enters her ass. But there is something obscene about her husband screwing her like Archer had.
Tree shows more stamina than he had showed during their marriage. After he came the first time, he tied her face down on the bunk and buggered her a second time.
He climbs off her and watches the river of his cum ooze from her ass. As he fixes his trousers he says “Archer had a good idea. I should have fucked you this way before. Hope you liked it. I’ll be there tomorrow when they nail you to the cross and raise you up.”
Tree leaves and Felicity stares out of cell with her ass oozing the evidence of Tree’s violation.
For the first time, Felicity begins to realize being executed on the cross could hurt a lot before it kills her…
It was the day before her crucifixion. Felicity could look out the barred window of her cell and watch them prepare the site when she would spend her last hours hanging nailed to the cross.
A hole was dug a foot into the ground and a tall wooden box was placed in it on one end. A mound of dirt was built around the box, a little taller than she was. One side of the mound was flat. The crew delivered the premium French cross that had just arrived from Anjou. The locals gathered around the cross and casually discussed how good Felicity would look when she was hanged naked on it. Felicity was appalled at how they discussed her crucifixion.
She retired to the cot in her cell. Religious images of Christ ran through her head. She thought she would look better on the cross than he did. She could not resist pleasing herself as she pictured her body nailed naked on the cross.
Felicity could not imagine the pain she would be in as she hung from the wood.
Late in the day, the guard that had pleased her so often brought her to the visitors’ cell. Standing outside was her husband, Tree. He looked her over with lust in his eyes. He took a sip of the drink he carried and said “Looks like you will get what you deserve.”
Felicity growled “Your sister Joan told me she wrote the document I signed. She said you wouldn’t have the balls to do this to me.”
“She wrote it, but you and I signed it” Tree says not hiding his contempt. “And you wouldn’t be facing the cross if you hadn’t taken Archer and Madeline.”
“You can stop it. There is no reason to have me killed” Felicity says.
“Not going to do that” Tree says. “I came to do my husbandly duties before they put you to death.”
The irons were taken off Felicity and Tree said “Turn around and kneel down.”
Felicity starts to do as he instructed but then she turns towards Tree and asks “What are you going to do?”
Tree says “As often as we’ve done it, I never fucked your ass.”
Felicity backs into the cell’s corner and exclaims “You can’t do that!”
“It is not natural! You will hurt me!” Felicity cries.
“You did it that way with Archer. I’m curious how it feels.”
“You got no rights” the guard says. “Get on your hands and knees.”
Tree steps behind Felicity and opens his trousers. She winces as his erect cock splits her ass’ buns.
Compared to Archer, Tree’s cock easily enters her ass. But there is something obscene about her husband screwing her like Archer had.
Tree shows more stamina than he had showed during their marriage. After he came the first time, he tied her face down on the bunk and buggered her a second time.
He climbs off her and watches the river of his cum ooze from her ass. As he fixes his trousers he says “Archer had a good idea. I should have fucked you this way before. Hope you liked it. I’ll be there tomorrow when they nail you to the cross and raise you up.”
Tree leaves and Felicity stares out of cell with her ass oozing the evidence of Tree’s violation.
For the first time, Felicity begins to realize being executed on the cross could hurt a lot before it kills her…
Who does that? Not even the decency to take his hat off before entering! Arkansas manners???Tree steps behind Felicity and opens his trousers. She winces as his erect cock splits her ass’ buns.
