messaline
Crucified Amazon
... I know well : always wanting to appear the most beautiful girl !!!So fond, in fact, she decided to dance for the crowd to cheer them up after the day they had.
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Punishment of women through the ages
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messaline
Crucified Amazon
Later that night she convinced Barbara not to fly directly back to the University of the Virgin Martyrs.
... me too !!!!!!GAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!
... I know well : always wanting to appear the most beautiful girl !!
Messaline has convinced Barb to travel to Zambonie, a country known for its historic ways. Is it just a place bound to its old charms or does danger lie ahead for our curious tourists?!?!?!
Loinclothslave
slave to the whip
Quit reading ahead!!!
Loinclothslave
slave to the whip
You need more cryptic plot clues!
Loxuru
Graf von Kreuzigung
That phrase spells ....
... since Joan Tree is reputed for her "traditional lifestyle" preferences!
Barbara and Messaline decided to go to Zambonie. The airfield there could not handle THT Charter’s Gulf Stream so they had to wait till a plane arrived that could land there. A C-47 that had seen service in WWII came a day later to fly them there. Note that while the C-47 and the DC-3 were cousins there were differences. The DC-3 had both sound and air insulation and a bar, the C-47 had none of these. Still, Tree got a good deal on the plane buying it in a South American auction and Barb and Messaline weren’t paying the bill for it so how could they complain.
The flight took two hours (four times what the Gulf Stream would have taken). The cabin was hot and noisy, and the beverages (warm bottled water) hardly quenched their thirst. The landing in Zambonie was rough and the plane barely stopped before the runway ran out.
They climbed out of the plane and looked around the airfield. Messaline asked where the limousine was and Barb said they’d be lucky to get a cab.
But their worries were ill-founded. Soon a mid-70s American taxi pulled up. It didn’t look like it had been washed since it came from the US and its air conditioning had long ago stopped working, but its old 225 slant six got them to theonly best hotel in town.
The hotel was not air-conditioned, either. In their room, Barb and Messaline soon got naked to beat the oppressive heat. Messaline was soon all over Barb’s naked body. Barb complained “It is too hot to do that.”
Messaline said “If we have to sweat, let’s have a good reason to!”
Severalorgasms hours later, Messa laid totally spent on the bed. Barbara suggests “Let’s take a shower and cool off.”
Messa groans “The only shower her is down the hall.”
Barb says “Yeah? Let’s do it and I’ll make you come!”
They went to the shower room and locked the door (well, braced it shut with a chair). Messa said “You talked me into this. Remember you said you’d make me cum!”
Barbara kept her word. Not only were the pair cleaned of their sweat, they thoroughly enjoyed the shower.
Little did they know the manager at the front desk watched them… ‘clean’ each other. He called the Imperial Moral Force to report the women’s actions. He’d get the equivalent of a US $20 reward for turning them in… big money in Zambonie!!!
The flight took two hours (four times what the Gulf Stream would have taken). The cabin was hot and noisy, and the beverages (warm bottled water) hardly quenched their thirst. The landing in Zambonie was rough and the plane barely stopped before the runway ran out.
They climbed out of the plane and looked around the airfield. Messaline asked where the limousine was and Barb said they’d be lucky to get a cab.
But their worries were ill-founded. Soon a mid-70s American taxi pulled up. It didn’t look like it had been washed since it came from the US and its air conditioning had long ago stopped working, but its old 225 slant six got them to the
The hotel was not air-conditioned, either. In their room, Barb and Messaline soon got naked to beat the oppressive heat. Messaline was soon all over Barb’s naked body. Barb complained “It is too hot to do that.”
Messaline said “If we have to sweat, let’s have a good reason to!”
Several
Messa groans “The only shower her is down the hall.”
Barb says “Yeah? Let’s do it and I’ll make you come!”
They went to the shower room and locked the door (well, braced it shut with a chair). Messa said “You talked me into this. Remember you said you’d make me cum!”
Barbara kept her word. Not only were the pair cleaned of their sweat, they thoroughly enjoyed the shower.
Little did they know the manager at the front desk watched them… ‘clean’ each other. He called the Imperial Moral Force to report the women’s actions. He’d get the equivalent of a US $20 reward for turning them in… big money in Zambonie!!!
Loxuru
Graf von Kreuzigung
Watch it! I have a feeling that Zambonie is something like Arkansas 2.0!That, Tree, is the cleanest episode to a story you’ve ever posted!
Very cleverly written too, I might add. The crossed out words always make me laugh,
Laugh now before the IMF finds the two of you!!!That, Tree, is the cleanest episode to a story you’ve ever posted!
Very cleverly written too, I might add. The crossed out words always make me laugh,
Loinclothslave
slave to the whip
It’s BARB! She’d complain about a G6 if the Riesling was 3° over chilled!
Phew!
Tuk Tuk?
LTD quality!
You’ll complain about anything, Barb, even a gorgeous dripping @messaline hot to trot!
Can’t argue with such astute Gallic logic
Oh so it’s not too hot for that anymore? well played, Barb!
Yeah Messa, fair’s fair , like your hair!
Well that’s a promising development, is Joan Tree in the shadows?
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Fun episode, Tree. Zambonie is hotter than I expected….
The next morning, Barb saunters out of the hotel. Being several hours before when the sun rises at the University of the Virgin Martyrs, she finds Messa already lounging on the front of what looks like a rejected vehicle from Zambomie’s military. Barb asks in disbelief “Is this our rental car?”
Messa says “They don’t have ‘air conditioned’ cars here so they sent this over because its roof would keep us out of the sun. I told them I want one with the roof you can open…”
“A convertible?” Barb asks.
“Exactly! It should be here soon” Messa exclaims.
An hour later, Barb and Messa were making themselves more comfortable under the morning sun, still waiting for the convertible to arrive.
It was almost 10:30 local time in Zambonie when the ‘new’ rental car arrived. It was a 1966 Mustang, surprisingly well optioned with a high-performance 289 engine with a four-speed manual transmission and the full GT package. The only thing it was missing was the air conditioning, but it was a convertible. Barb said she could drive it but Messa seemed concerned. Barb assured her “I won’t wreck it. It’s not like it is Tree’s!”
Messa had gotten directions to a location that was renowned as a sensual place from the motel manager (the same who watched them shower the night before) and Barbara safely drove them there. It looked beautiful and they decided to walk around the grounds. So near the equator, Zambonie is always warm and Messa suggests they ‘get comfortable’ while they explore the grounds. The two of them toured the area splendidly naked.
Things got carried away between Barbara and Messaline…
…and their tour of the facility took longer than expected.
As Barbara and Messaline walked back to the car they were startled when a pair of law officers jumped from behind a shrub and yelled “Barbara and Messaline, you are under arrest for perverse activities on sacred grounds!”
The officers were from the Imperial Moral Force and were not playing around. The woman officer handcuffed Messaline telling her “Your pretty tits are going to be your doom when you are before the judge.”
The male cop was placing cuffs on Barbara’s wrists. She protested “I am an American citizen! I have rights!”
The cop tightened the cuffs around Barb’s wrists and said “You and your friend lost all your rights when you performed your sick acts in the Sanctuary of Reproduction. Save you arguments for the judge when you are convicted!”
Barb was placed next to Messaline against a police car. Messa said “I can’t believe this is happening to us.”
Barb said “I can’t either but I think we need to find the best lawyer we can find before they try us!”
Messa says “They don’t have ‘air conditioned’ cars here so they sent this over because its roof would keep us out of the sun. I told them I want one with the roof you can open…”
“A convertible?” Barb asks.
“Exactly! It should be here soon” Messa exclaims.
An hour later, Barb and Messa were making themselves more comfortable under the morning sun, still waiting for the convertible to arrive.
It was almost 10:30 local time in Zambonie when the ‘new’ rental car arrived. It was a 1966 Mustang, surprisingly well optioned with a high-performance 289 engine with a four-speed manual transmission and the full GT package. The only thing it was missing was the air conditioning, but it was a convertible. Barb said she could drive it but Messa seemed concerned. Barb assured her “I won’t wreck it. It’s not like it is Tree’s!”
Messa had gotten directions to a location that was renowned as a sensual place from the motel manager (the same who watched them shower the night before) and Barbara safely drove them there. It looked beautiful and they decided to walk around the grounds. So near the equator, Zambonie is always warm and Messa suggests they ‘get comfortable’ while they explore the grounds. The two of them toured the area splendidly naked.
Things got carried away between Barbara and Messaline…
…and their tour of the facility took longer than expected.
As Barbara and Messaline walked back to the car they were startled when a pair of law officers jumped from behind a shrub and yelled “Barbara and Messaline, you are under arrest for perverse activities on sacred grounds!”
The officers were from the Imperial Moral Force and were not playing around. The woman officer handcuffed Messaline telling her “Your pretty tits are going to be your doom when you are before the judge.”
The male cop was placing cuffs on Barbara’s wrists. She protested “I am an American citizen! I have rights!”
The cop tightened the cuffs around Barb’s wrists and said “You and your friend lost all your rights when you performed your sick acts in the Sanctuary of Reproduction. Save you arguments for the judge when you are convicted!”
Barb was placed next to Messaline against a police car. Messa said “I can’t believe this is happening to us.”
Barb said “I can’t either but I think we need to find the best lawyer we can find before they try us!”
Barb said “I can’t either but I think we need to find the best lawyer we can find before they try us!”
Wait! Wait! Don’t tell me! T.H.Tree, attorney at law?
Shit, Messa, we’re doomed!
Barb and Messa are brought to the Zambonie Penal Facility. Despite its fancy name, it a dreary place that used to be a sewing machine factory before the crash of the early seventies. Its thick walls make it an ideal place to put a prison as none of the prisoners are there long enough to tunnel through its meter-thick walls. Besides, prisoners caught breaking the rules could have their sentence terminated. They were not released. They were taken out to the exercise yard and had their neck stretched with a noose.
But Messa and Barb are being held waiting for theirsentence trial. When they arrive at the penal facility, they are separated so they can be interned privately. This is not done in consideration of the new prisoners’ modesty but so the newcomers cannot see what will be done to them. Let us see what Messaline put through.
“Messaline, this where your civilian clothing would be removed but since you were arrested as you are we can proceed with your medical exam” the stern man behind the desk says.
“Do I get a prison uniform” Messaline asks.
“It would only get in the way as the doctor examines you” he explains as if Messaline is too stupid to figure that out.
Messa is taken to the infirmary where she is prodded and poked. Messa asks if this is really necessary and the nurse says “We are doing this for our safety. We must make sure you are not carrying a disease that will harm our staff.”
Messaline is brought to a room where her mug shots will be taken. As she is stood against the wall with a height ruler painted on it, Messa says “But I am naked. You cannot take a picture of me like this!”
“Once… I mean if you are convicted that is what you will be wearing if you manage to escape. A nude picture makes identifying you easier” The photographer says as he takes Messa’s pictures.
If this hadn’t humiliated Messa enough she is laid over a table and given a cavity search- front and rear!
Her hands are brought behind her back and cuffed. She starts to get up when a guard pushes down on the table. He says “That was to check for weapons. Not we have to make sure you don’t have any contraband on you.”
Before Messa can protest she feel his massive cock split her buns and his erection burrow into her bowels.
A pair of guards escort Messaline to her cell. More than slightly annoyed, she says “You have inspected me, photographed me naked, prodded and fucked my private parts. What more are you going to do to embarrass me?”
The female guard says “We’ll see after your trial.”
Messa is put in a cell that probably hasn’t been cleaned in this century.
She cannot believe the day she has had. She wonders if Barb’s is going any better…
But Messa and Barb are being held waiting for their
“Messaline, this where your civilian clothing would be removed but since you were arrested as you are we can proceed with your medical exam” the stern man behind the desk says.
“Do I get a prison uniform” Messaline asks.
“It would only get in the way as the doctor examines you” he explains as if Messaline is too stupid to figure that out.
Messa is taken to the infirmary where she is prodded and poked. Messa asks if this is really necessary and the nurse says “We are doing this for our safety. We must make sure you are not carrying a disease that will harm our staff.”
Messaline is brought to a room where her mug shots will be taken. As she is stood against the wall with a height ruler painted on it, Messa says “But I am naked. You cannot take a picture of me like this!”
“Once… I mean if you are convicted that is what you will be wearing if you manage to escape. A nude picture makes identifying you easier” The photographer says as he takes Messa’s pictures.
If this hadn’t humiliated Messa enough she is laid over a table and given a cavity search- front and rear!
Her hands are brought behind her back and cuffed. She starts to get up when a guard pushes down on the table. He says “That was to check for weapons. Not we have to make sure you don’t have any contraband on you.”
Before Messa can protest she feel his massive cock split her buns and his erection burrow into her bowels.
A pair of guards escort Messaline to her cell. More than slightly annoyed, she says “You have inspected me, photographed me naked, prodded and fucked my private parts. What more are you going to do to embarrass me?”
The female guard says “We’ll see after your trial.”
Messa is put in a cell that probably hasn’t been cleaned in this century.
She cannot believe the day she has had. She wonders if Barb’s is going any better…
Not likely
messaline
Crucified Amazon
It depends, Barb : if they condemn us to the whip, it will be wonderful , I adore the whip !!! ... not you ?Wait! Wait! Don’t tell me! T.H.Tree, attorney at law?
Shit, Messa, we’re doomed!
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messaline
Crucified Amazon
I "complain" ! I'm lesbian !!! Do you know what is it ?
Loxuru
Graf von Kreuzigung
Careful, Barb! In Zambonie, reading ahead is also a serious crime!Not likely
Barbara’s day did not go any better than Messaline’s. She was greeted by the warden of the Zambonie Penal Facility and her assistant along with a beautiful but evil-to-the-bone woman. The warden introduced herself, her assistant, and the blonde woman with them. “…and, Miss Moore, this is our guest, Joan Tree.”
“I have researched Joan Tree in my studies at the University of the Virgin Martyrs. I believe she is the most cruel, heartless, and lawless woman ever born” Barbara says, not even trying to hide her contempt.
Joan acts offended but is secretly pleased such an educated woman is even aware of her. With a huff she says “Such accusations from a woman carrying out her lesbian affairs with her lover at the sacred site of the Sanctuary of Reproduction! You’ll be punished for your desecration of the holy site!”
“Joan, she has to be tried first” the warden reminds Joan.
“She and Messaline caught making love there. What more proof do you need” Joan snarls.
“She still has to be tried before she is sentenced” the warden says.
“Yeah, and when they show the video of them screwing, it is as good as over” Joan says. “Remember, defendants are assumed guilty here unless they can prove they are innocent.”
“I think I want a lawyer” Barbara adds.
The rest of Brab’s day got no better. She was given a ‘medical exam’ much like Messa’s then taken to have her mugshots taken, again Barb was photographed naked.
The guards helped themselves to some smartphone pictures during the session.
She was then given a cavity search. Barb protested saying “I don’t have any weapons. You don’t have to do this!”
“Oh, honey, I don’t mind” the matron says as she pulls on her rubber gloves. “I kind of like sticking my fingers up a haughty white woman’s ass!”
Just after she prodded Barbara’s vagina and ass, Brab was confronted by a huge man with an enormous member. The matron escorting Barb calmly says “The last search was for weapons. We need to be sure you aren’t smuggling in any drugs…”
The warden kept her word and after her induction to the facility barb was taken to the employees’ lounge to meet with the only attorney they could find to defend the women. Barb looked in dismay at the shoddily dressed man surrounded with empty cigarette packs and a stiff drink. He lit up a fresh Marlboro and asked “You Messa or Moore?”
“I am Barbara Moore. I was told I would be meeting an attorney here.”
‘You’re looking at him” the man says “Name is Tree. I usually look better than this, but I got called and told to get here quickly.”
Barb massaged her violated rump and says “They say I have to prove my innocence but they have a video of Messa and me…um… doing things.”
“That makes things tougher” Tree says “but I have a perfect record.”
Tree does not mention he has never won a criminal case. He says “You don’t seem to be able to pay…”
After Barb’s interview with Tree she is led to her cell where she will be held until her trial. The guard reminds her to follow the rules of the facility or she could be hanged on merely the guard’s word. Then she remembers Barb had not been tried yet.
“But I don’t think you’ll be here long after your trial” she says with a wicked laugh.
Barb is locked in a cell and she hears a familiar voice on the other side of the wall. “Messa, is that you?”
“BARB! You are here and alright” Messa exclaims.
“No, I am not alright. I have been poked and prodded in ways I have never experienced before” Barb says leaving out her cavity searches.
“You got lucky” Messa says. “They raped me and fucked my ass.”
Barb still doesn’t let on the same happened to her. Somewhat triumphantly she says “But I got us a lawyer.”
“You did? What did you pay him with? They took all our money!”
Barb says “We worked it out” leaving out the details of how.
“So we might get out of this? We won’t get hanged” Messa asks.
“I don’t know the lawyer. He says he’s good, but they all say that” Barb says.
“Besides, Joan Tree is involved, and I don’t think hanging us will please her” Barb says.
“What could they do to us” Messa asks.
“I don’t know” Barb says…
“…let’s hope Tree is as good as he says he is.”
“I have researched Joan Tree in my studies at the University of the Virgin Martyrs. I believe she is the most cruel, heartless, and lawless woman ever born” Barbara says, not even trying to hide her contempt.
Joan acts offended but is secretly pleased such an educated woman is even aware of her. With a huff she says “Such accusations from a woman carrying out her lesbian affairs with her lover at the sacred site of the Sanctuary of Reproduction! You’ll be punished for your desecration of the holy site!”
“Joan, she has to be tried first” the warden reminds Joan.
“She and Messaline caught making love there. What more proof do you need” Joan snarls.
“She still has to be tried before she is sentenced” the warden says.
“Yeah, and when they show the video of them screwing, it is as good as over” Joan says. “Remember, defendants are assumed guilty here unless they can prove they are innocent.”
“I think I want a lawyer” Barbara adds.
The rest of Brab’s day got no better. She was given a ‘medical exam’ much like Messa’s then taken to have her mugshots taken, again Barb was photographed naked.
The guards helped themselves to some smartphone pictures during the session.
She was then given a cavity search. Barb protested saying “I don’t have any weapons. You don’t have to do this!”
“Oh, honey, I don’t mind” the matron says as she pulls on her rubber gloves. “I kind of like sticking my fingers up a haughty white woman’s ass!”
Just after she prodded Barbara’s vagina and ass, Brab was confronted by a huge man with an enormous member. The matron escorting Barb calmly says “The last search was for weapons. We need to be sure you aren’t smuggling in any drugs…”
The warden kept her word and after her induction to the facility barb was taken to the employees’ lounge to meet with the only attorney they could find to defend the women. Barb looked in dismay at the shoddily dressed man surrounded with empty cigarette packs and a stiff drink. He lit up a fresh Marlboro and asked “You Messa or Moore?”
“I am Barbara Moore. I was told I would be meeting an attorney here.”
‘You’re looking at him” the man says “Name is Tree. I usually look better than this, but I got called and told to get here quickly.”
Barb massaged her violated rump and says “They say I have to prove my innocence but they have a video of Messa and me…um… doing things.”
“That makes things tougher” Tree says “but I have a perfect record.”
Tree does not mention he has never won a criminal case. He says “You don’t seem to be able to pay…”
After Barb’s interview with Tree she is led to her cell where she will be held until her trial. The guard reminds her to follow the rules of the facility or she could be hanged on merely the guard’s word. Then she remembers Barb had not been tried yet.
“But I don’t think you’ll be here long after your trial” she says with a wicked laugh.
Barb is locked in a cell and she hears a familiar voice on the other side of the wall. “Messa, is that you?”
“BARB! You are here and alright” Messa exclaims.
“No, I am not alright. I have been poked and prodded in ways I have never experienced before” Barb says leaving out her cavity searches.
“You got lucky” Messa says. “They raped me and fucked my ass.”
Barb still doesn’t let on the same happened to her. Somewhat triumphantly she says “But I got us a lawyer.”
“You did? What did you pay him with? They took all our money!”
Barb says “We worked it out” leaving out the details of how.
“So we might get out of this? We won’t get hanged” Messa asks.
“I don’t know the lawyer. He says he’s good, but they all say that” Barb says.
“Besides, Joan Tree is involved, and I don’t think hanging us will please her” Barb says.
“What could they do to us” Messa asks.
“I don’t know” Barb says…
“…let’s hope Tree is as good as he says he is.”