CondemnedKat
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Can’t wait for the next part. This is fantastic!
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Legal troubles for Miss Catherine Gudbody
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“I am fucked anyway. Let’s give them a hell of show” Catherine replies as they walk past her now-empty cell. Catherine has been taken and used by Director Apostate, numerous guards, and the Prisoner Termination Officer who now leads her through the corridors of the Women’s Correctional Facility to her execution. He hands her off to another guard that leads her to facility’s exit. She is led past another guard who eyes over her naked body.
“She’s going to look good swinging by her neck” the guard comments as she is led past him.
Catherine is somewhat frustrated her hands are bound behind her back. Despite being forcibly taken and raped, she had found most of the men rather stimulating. Even Director Apostate’s face-fuck was the way she liked giving head- rough and forced. She now only wanted to finger her pussy and relieve the arousal there. As she was taken to her hanging a man in a western outfit took over escorting her. He lustfully says “You’re going to look damn fine hanging by you neck.”
His works should have at least offended Catherine, but they only heighten her excitement. Catherine found the thought of being presented bound but otherwise naked before a crowd of strangers oddly exciting. That she would be hanged that way stimulated her even more. Somehow her mind had separated her being hanged from being hanged to death.
The last part of Catherine’s march through the Women’s Correctional Facility brough her through the old Lynchburg Jail. It was left standing when the new prison was built and now only used as a historical sight and a set for filming when an ‘old-time’ background is needed. Outside the jail the old town square stands preserved. As the door from the old jail is opened, Catherine takes a deep breath as the old square comes into view. There are wooden grandstands filled with spectators that surround an old but stout gallows that Catherine will be hanged from. She looks over the scene and prays no one notices her juices painting the insides of her thighs.
The Lynchburg sheriff tightens his grip on Catherine’s arm and pushes her out into the square. The sunlight seems hot against her bare flesh that is not used to feeling its warmth. She looks up at the crowd in the grandstands and asks “They have all come to see me hanged?”
The sheriff says “It’s what you deserve. No use keeping it private.”
He leads her towards the gallows. A nattily dresses man stands next to an empty casket. Ignoring Catherine, he says to the sheriff “Hope her neck don’t stretch much. I made that box to fit her as she is now.”
Instead of frightening Catherine, she felt her thighs moisten by her dripping pussy. The sheriff leads her to the gallows’ stairs. Catherine whispers “I know the way. I’ll climb them myself!”
With trembling legs Catherine climbs the steps to the gallows platform wishing her hands were free to rub her clit.
She desperately needs an orgasm; the crowd be damned. She gets to platform that places her high above the crowd. She is led toward the trapdoor and the noose dangling above it. ‘Surely the crowd can see I’m ready to cum’ Catherine thinks. She is more worried she won’t before she is hanged.
She is mere feet from the noose when the old guy named Tree steps up and checks the rope binding her wrists. He calmly says “Time to serve your sentence, Catherine. You ready?”
In her clouded mind she thinks he refers to her unusual arousal. Breathlessly she whispers “More than you could imagine!”
“She’s going to look good swinging by her neck” the guard comments as she is led past him.
Catherine is somewhat frustrated her hands are bound behind her back. Despite being forcibly taken and raped, she had found most of the men rather stimulating. Even Director Apostate’s face-fuck was the way she liked giving head- rough and forced. She now only wanted to finger her pussy and relieve the arousal there. As she was taken to her hanging a man in a western outfit took over escorting her. He lustfully says “You’re going to look damn fine hanging by you neck.”
His works should have at least offended Catherine, but they only heighten her excitement. Catherine found the thought of being presented bound but otherwise naked before a crowd of strangers oddly exciting. That she would be hanged that way stimulated her even more. Somehow her mind had separated her being hanged from being hanged to death.
The last part of Catherine’s march through the Women’s Correctional Facility brough her through the old Lynchburg Jail. It was left standing when the new prison was built and now only used as a historical sight and a set for filming when an ‘old-time’ background is needed. Outside the jail the old town square stands preserved. As the door from the old jail is opened, Catherine takes a deep breath as the old square comes into view. There are wooden grandstands filled with spectators that surround an old but stout gallows that Catherine will be hanged from. She looks over the scene and prays no one notices her juices painting the insides of her thighs.
The Lynchburg sheriff tightens his grip on Catherine’s arm and pushes her out into the square. The sunlight seems hot against her bare flesh that is not used to feeling its warmth. She looks up at the crowd in the grandstands and asks “They have all come to see me hanged?”
The sheriff says “It’s what you deserve. No use keeping it private.”
He leads her towards the gallows. A nattily dresses man stands next to an empty casket. Ignoring Catherine, he says to the sheriff “Hope her neck don’t stretch much. I made that box to fit her as she is now.”
Instead of frightening Catherine, she felt her thighs moisten by her dripping pussy. The sheriff leads her to the gallows’ stairs. Catherine whispers “I know the way. I’ll climb them myself!”
With trembling legs Catherine climbs the steps to the gallows platform wishing her hands were free to rub her clit.
She desperately needs an orgasm; the crowd be damned. She gets to platform that places her high above the crowd. She is led toward the trapdoor and the noose dangling above it. ‘Surely the crowd can see I’m ready to cum’ Catherine thinks. She is more worried she won’t before she is hanged.
She is mere feet from the noose when the old guy named Tree steps up and checks the rope binding her wrists. He calmly says “Time to serve your sentence, Catherine. You ready?”
In her clouded mind she thinks he refers to her unusual arousal. Breathlessly she whispers “More than you could imagine!”
The reality of being hanged creeps in on Catherine. A man void of a shirt but wearing a black hood covering his head says “It is time to get you ready to be hanged.”
Catherine shrinks from the noose. Catherine moans “I don’t want to be put to death.”
Her response is honest. She has secret craving to be hanged but she cannot grasp only her death will end the ordeal. Just a foot from her face the premium French noose sways in the light breeze that cools her bare body and hardens her nipples.
A pair of men force her towards the noose.
The man in the hood reaches out and pulls the noose towards her face.
He hands the noose to the mayor of Lynchburg who places it around her head.
He steps behind her and tightens it so there is no escaping her fate.
Catherine feels the wave of her orgasm sweep through her. The mayor, satisfied with his work, says “Now you are ready to be hanged.”
For the first time, Catherine feels the fear of being hanged fill her gut and temper the rush of her climax. The hangman grabs the noose’s knot and tightens it around her neck.
He moves his hand around the loop and says “That ought to be tight enough.”
Catherine feels every strand of hemp scratch the skin of her neck. She wonders if this is a premium noose what would the regular one be like.
The hangman shows no mercy, calmly saying “Yep, it will hold you when you are hanged.”
Catherine shrinks from the noose. Catherine moans “I don’t want to be put to death.”
Her response is honest. She has secret craving to be hanged but she cannot grasp only her death will end the ordeal. Just a foot from her face the premium French noose sways in the light breeze that cools her bare body and hardens her nipples.
A pair of men force her towards the noose.
The man in the hood reaches out and pulls the noose towards her face.
He hands the noose to the mayor of Lynchburg who places it around her head.
He steps behind her and tightens it so there is no escaping her fate.
Catherine feels the wave of her orgasm sweep through her. The mayor, satisfied with his work, says “Now you are ready to be hanged.”
For the first time, Catherine feels the fear of being hanged fill her gut and temper the rush of her climax. The hangman grabs the noose’s knot and tightens it around her neck.
He moves his hand around the loop and says “That ought to be tight enough.”
Catherine feels every strand of hemp scratch the skin of her neck. She wonders if this is a premium noose what would the regular one be like.
The hangman shows no mercy, calmly saying “Yep, it will hold you when you are hanged.”
The noose has been tightened around Catherine’s neck. The trapdoor is large enough and the noose’s rope short enough Catherine has no escape from her hanging. Below her the crowd cheers wildly as she has been readied for her sentence.
One of the men checks the noose yet again.
He nods to the sheriff Catherine is ready to be hanged. The sheriff says “It’ll be fitting end to the woman. Hope she take a long time to croak.”
Catherine snaps “This has gone on long enough. Do what you must and hang me!”
The sheriff laughs at her response. He says “Look around you. These folk might not know why you are here.”
Catherine tugs at the rope and swishes her head. Defiantly she growls “They don’t care why you are hanging me. They just want to watch it happen.”
“Well, we don’t just hang anyone. Let the town clerk explain why we are stretching your neck” the sheriff says.
And as if on cue, a woman climbs onto the gallows’ platform carrying a scroll. She opens it, glances it over, then clears her throat. In a loud voice she declares “Catherine Gudbody, you have been tried and found guilty of inciting a riot, attempted murder of a law officer, illegal demonstration, and threatening the presiding judge at your trial. You have been sentenced to death and will be hanged by the noose around your neck until you are dead.”
“May God show you mercy that we cannot.” She raises her voice and declares Catherine will be hanged at six PM. Again with no clock in sight, Catherine could only assume she would be hanged quite soon.
Catherine fumes. ‘If I wanted a cop dead, I wouldn’t be here for attempted murder’ she thinks. Behind her, Tree takes a drink and says “You’ve got a minute to say your prayers.”
Catherine looks over her shoulder but doesn’t answer him.
Tree climbs down the gallows’ steps to get a better view of Catherine’s hanging. She closes her eyes. She knows she shouldn’t be hanged but prays her hanging will be quick.
She feels the gallows’ deck vibrate as the hangman moves towards the lever. She opens her eyes with only ten seconds left.
She feels cum oozing from her ass and pussy. She prays hanging won’t hurt… much.
One of the men checks the noose yet again.
He nods to the sheriff Catherine is ready to be hanged. The sheriff says “It’ll be fitting end to the woman. Hope she take a long time to croak.”
Catherine snaps “This has gone on long enough. Do what you must and hang me!”
The sheriff laughs at her response. He says “Look around you. These folk might not know why you are here.”
Catherine tugs at the rope and swishes her head. Defiantly she growls “They don’t care why you are hanging me. They just want to watch it happen.”
“Well, we don’t just hang anyone. Let the town clerk explain why we are stretching your neck” the sheriff says.
And as if on cue, a woman climbs onto the gallows’ platform carrying a scroll. She opens it, glances it over, then clears her throat. In a loud voice she declares “Catherine Gudbody, you have been tried and found guilty of inciting a riot, attempted murder of a law officer, illegal demonstration, and threatening the presiding judge at your trial. You have been sentenced to death and will be hanged by the noose around your neck until you are dead.”
“May God show you mercy that we cannot.” She raises her voice and declares Catherine will be hanged at six PM. Again with no clock in sight, Catherine could only assume she would be hanged quite soon.
Catherine fumes. ‘If I wanted a cop dead, I wouldn’t be here for attempted murder’ she thinks. Behind her, Tree takes a drink and says “You’ve got a minute to say your prayers.”
Catherine looks over her shoulder but doesn’t answer him.
Tree climbs down the gallows’ steps to get a better view of Catherine’s hanging. She closes her eyes. She knows she shouldn’t be hanged but prays her hanging will be quick.
She feels the gallows’ deck vibrate as the hangman moves towards the lever. She opens her eyes with only ten seconds left.
She feels cum oozing from her ass and pussy. She prays hanging won’t hurt… much.
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First of two parts…
At six o’clock the hangman pulled the lever to release the trapdoor Catherine stood on. By some miracle, Catherine had managed to move back far enough her heal managed to hook the platform.
Not an amateur, the hangman kicked her feet knocking her feet from the decking.
Catherine dropped as far as her waist before the rope pulled taunt and jerked her neck, breaking her fall.
The jerk stunned her and for a moment she hung motionless. The gathered crowd seemed disappointed fearing Catherine’s neck had broken. The crowd drew silent as she dangled by her neck fearing she had been killed by her drop. Their concerns were premature. Catherine had been stunned when her fall stopped but in fact, she was hardly dead. Though the crowd did not know, her fall had not closed her throat. With effort, Catherine could still draw air!
As the shock wore off, Catherine tried to move her hands and began to search for ground to stand on. The rope held her arms and her feet never found the ground. The crowd cheered at her effort especially when a stream of her urine streamed down her leg.
She looked down as she peed and spread her legs.
She could not stop the flow until her bladder emptied. She began to flail her legs about as she searched for ground to stand on.
Her desperate dance pleased the crowd though each move was futile effort to save herself from the noose. The crowd gathered around the gallows’ base and watched her struggle as she dangled by her neck.
For many in the crowd, Catherine’s last dance was most enjoyable…
At six o’clock the hangman pulled the lever to release the trapdoor Catherine stood on. By some miracle, Catherine had managed to move back far enough her heal managed to hook the platform.
Not an amateur, the hangman kicked her feet knocking her feet from the decking.
Catherine dropped as far as her waist before the rope pulled taunt and jerked her neck, breaking her fall.
The jerk stunned her and for a moment she hung motionless. The gathered crowd seemed disappointed fearing Catherine’s neck had broken. The crowd drew silent as she dangled by her neck fearing she had been killed by her drop. Their concerns were premature. Catherine had been stunned when her fall stopped but in fact, she was hardly dead. Though the crowd did not know, her fall had not closed her throat. With effort, Catherine could still draw air!
As the shock wore off, Catherine tried to move her hands and began to search for ground to stand on. The rope held her arms and her feet never found the ground. The crowd cheered at her effort especially when a stream of her urine streamed down her leg.
She looked down as she peed and spread her legs.
She could not stop the flow until her bladder emptied. She began to flail her legs about as she searched for ground to stand on.
Her desperate dance pleased the crowd though each move was futile effort to save herself from the noose. The crowd gathered around the gallows’ base and watched her struggle as she dangled by her neck.
For many in the crowd, Catherine’s last dance was most enjoyable…
PART 2
…but for Catherine her struggles were inspired by her desperate need to breathe and her futile effort to find anything to stand on.
Her legs flailed about and the crowd thrilled the witnesses of her hanging.
Tree stood on the ground near the gallows where Catherine was hanged. He astutely notices “She ain’t kicking as much. I think she’s slowing down.”
To his left, Barbara says “No kidding? She can hardly breathe. They are putting her to death!”
“But at least she looks good. The premium French noose is not getting her neck all bloody” Messaline observes.
Tree is pleased that Messaline noticed. Barbara thinks ‘So she’ll look good when she’s dead!”
A bit past five minutes of being hanged, Catherine begins her final shudders as she swings in the light breeze.
Soon her lifeless body hangs motionless from the noose. The women of Lychburg gather around her hanged body, acting pleased that ‘justice’ has been done.
More than a few felt their arousal oozing on the top of their thighs as the wondered if they would put on as good an show as Catherine did.
Later as the sun went down, Warden Longneck and a pair of her assistants came out to the gallows where Catherine’s body still hanged by the noose around her neck.
The blond assistant comments “She hasn’t moved. She looks at peace.”
Warden Longneck snaps back “She’s dead! Of course she hasn’t moved. We hanged her a few hours ago!”
“Well, shouldn’t we get her down” the brunette asks.
“And pay the sanitation crew overtime” Warden Longneck asks incredulously. “Hell, no! Leave her there till tomorrow. She’s not going anywhere.”
So Catherine’s body was left hanged overnight and much as the warden said she had gone nowhere. The sanitation crew removed her body when they started the morning shift.
Catherine’s body was left in the undertaker’s storeroom a couple of days unclaimed by anybody.
She was buried in an unmarked grave in the Women’s Correctional Facility’s cemetery.
By the next hanging, Ms. Gudbody was forgotten and grass grew over her grave…
…but for Catherine her struggles were inspired by her desperate need to breathe and her futile effort to find anything to stand on.
Her legs flailed about and the crowd thrilled the witnesses of her hanging.
Tree stood on the ground near the gallows where Catherine was hanged. He astutely notices “She ain’t kicking as much. I think she’s slowing down.”
To his left, Barbara says “No kidding? She can hardly breathe. They are putting her to death!”
“But at least she looks good. The premium French noose is not getting her neck all bloody” Messaline observes.
Tree is pleased that Messaline noticed. Barbara thinks ‘So she’ll look good when she’s dead!”
A bit past five minutes of being hanged, Catherine begins her final shudders as she swings in the light breeze.
Soon her lifeless body hangs motionless from the noose. The women of Lychburg gather around her hanged body, acting pleased that ‘justice’ has been done.
More than a few felt their arousal oozing on the top of their thighs as the wondered if they would put on as good an show as Catherine did.
Later as the sun went down, Warden Longneck and a pair of her assistants came out to the gallows where Catherine’s body still hanged by the noose around her neck.
The blond assistant comments “She hasn’t moved. She looks at peace.”
Warden Longneck snaps back “She’s dead! Of course she hasn’t moved. We hanged her a few hours ago!”
“Well, shouldn’t we get her down” the brunette asks.
“And pay the sanitation crew overtime” Warden Longneck asks incredulously. “Hell, no! Leave her there till tomorrow. She’s not going anywhere.”
So Catherine’s body was left hanged overnight and much as the warden said she had gone nowhere. The sanitation crew removed her body when they started the morning shift.
Catherine’s body was left in the undertaker’s storeroom a couple of days unclaimed by anybody.
She was buried in an unmarked grave in the Women’s Correctional Facility’s cemetery.
By the next hanging, Ms. Gudbody was forgotten and grass grew over her grave…
Stating the obvious to make sure Tree gets it.
Same as above …
Tree is pleased that Messaline noticed. Barbara thinks ‘So she’ll look good when she’s dead!”
Is this story over yet?
It needs an epilogue I think...
tygavin
Magistrate
Brilliant as always.
Epilogue of “Legal Troubles For Miss Catherine Gudbody”
Months after Catherine Gudbody was executed by being hanged in Lynchburg’s old town square, Professor Barbara Moore obsessively worked on completing her next book.
She even went so far as dedicate the book to the memory of Miss Gudbody, which was a noble thing to do but really did nothing for Catherine as she had been quite dead ever since she was hanged.
The book was titled “Unjust Punishment, the persecution of women”. It spent weeks on the Time’s Best seller list.
It included chapters of the atrocities women were subjected to by supposedly legal means.
There was even a long chapter about Catherine Gudbody’s execution. Needless to say Prof. Moore did not hold either the Lynchburg legal system or the retired hangman Tree in high esteem.
The chapter was filled with pictures that for the most part could be considered merciful of her plight.
There were pictures donated to her book by the Crux Chronicle that were less than flattering but did depict graphically the horrors of Miss Gudbody’s execution as she was hanged to death.
Professor Moore did dedicate five percent of her profits to the Miss Gudbody Memorial Foundation that fights to end the injustices towards women of the free world…
Barb, the story is over now...
Months after Catherine Gudbody was executed by being hanged in Lynchburg’s old town square, Professor Barbara Moore obsessively worked on completing her next book.
She even went so far as dedicate the book to the memory of Miss Gudbody, which was a noble thing to do but really did nothing for Catherine as she had been quite dead ever since she was hanged.
The book was titled “Unjust Punishment, the persecution of women”. It spent weeks on the Time’s Best seller list.
It included chapters of the atrocities women were subjected to by supposedly legal means.
There was even a long chapter about Catherine Gudbody’s execution. Needless to say Prof. Moore did not hold either the Lynchburg legal system or the retired hangman Tree in high esteem.
The chapter was filled with pictures that for the most part could be considered merciful of her plight.
There were pictures donated to her book by the Crux Chronicle that were less than flattering but did depict graphically the horrors of Miss Gudbody’s execution as she was hanged to death.
Professor Moore did dedicate five percent of her profits to the Miss Gudbody Memorial Foundation that fights to end the injustices towards women of the free world…
Barb, the story is over now...
I look so pure and innocent on that pic!Professor Barbara Moore obsessively worked on completing her next book.
I’ve also been known to be quite noble … especially when it’s someone else’s neck in the noise rather than mine.She even went so far as dedicate the book to the memory of Miss Gudbody, which was a noble thing to do but really did nothing for Catherine as she had been quite dead ever since she was hanged.
And I made a bundle in royalties!!!The book was titled “Unjust Punishment, the persecution of women”. It spent weeks on the Time’s Best seller list.
Thank goodness!!!
M
montycrusto
Guest
Too bad the Pulitzer committee were so mesmerised by my Little Book of Blowjobs that they forgot to read your book…
M
montycrusto
Guest
And very enjoyable too; justice served at the rope’s end, with your usual gallows humour. Thank you Tree!
