I would have been very disappointed if i was living in those timesHi Dorothy.......Just been doing a little research into Mathew Hopkins. He was never appointed by Parliament. The title of Witchfinder General was one he bestowed upon himself although he claimed that he had been commissioned by Parliament. Along with his accomplice John Stearne and a few female "prickers" he toured East Anglia looking for victims and charged the townsfolk the equivalent of £3000 for sending innocent female citizens to the gallows. By the age of 28 he was responsible for the deaths of 300 women in this country alone. More on this piece of work later. Here's the first pic in booklet style...more to follow..
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Hope this isn't too fiery for you..I'd say you were in a spot of bother here!I would have been very disappointed if i was living in those times
and i was hung instead of burning at the stake, i have always been
into that and a member at Fiery Forums for a long time, there where
some great stakeburning group at Yahoo but they all got taken down
When burning a witch like Dorothy the rules of grilling bratwurst applies... never puncture the skin of the breasts!!!
Imagine being carried naked over the shoulders of a brute like that ....Off To Auction
A fine spring morning in Little Brampton for a change. Mathew Appletree and son Joshua were up early to meet the monthly prisoner carts. As usual the condemned women were to be disposed of as the villagers saw fit. Officially recorded as hangings or burnt at the stake for being a witch was duly noted by Josh's wife Jessica who liked to have the pick of the crop. Josh sorted two prime pieces of female flesh but couldn't decide between them so he carried both to Jessica to let her choose.
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Jess cast a quick eye over both but chose the one called Sarah even though she weighed less than the other. There was only a few pounds in it and both were the same age but Sarah was sexier and could prove useful before becoming the main item on the chopping board.
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Although Jess never displayed any real antipathy toward a threesome in the marital bed she always preferred just the two. However, Matilda the mother in law had come to stay for a while and keeping the old dear happy was becoming tiring leaving little surplus energy for bedroom adventures. Sarah could share the load and help keep Josh satisfied during his rampant nights. His mother disapproved, rebuking him for playing with his food but Jess didn't really mind: beside how could you get jealous of plenty of nice breast meat and firm rump steak. So it was decided then. Sarah would be spared for a while.
Mathew was in his fifties but very fit for his age although several stone overweight. His job today would be to release the women one at a time, strip and inspect them and decide their fate. Hanging or burning for the older tougher birds as he liked to call them and off to the auction house for the younger fitter specimens.
It was also his job to weigh and measure them to assess the amount of meat they carried. The girls were weighed to the nearest pound which he stamped on a convenient piece of rump. Today was busier than normal with more girls being found guilty of witchcraft. The witch hunters must have been working overtime but nobody around these parts were complaining. Smallpox notices were posted on all routes into the village to keep out unwanted travelers.
Josh returned with just the one girl, Dorothy over his shoulder. Mathew had completed his work for the morning. All girls naked, weighed and stamped. Rejects on the fire at the rear of the house. So now it was off to the auction house!