Execution Tales Chapter 50 Part 1 Revision 2
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[This is an adapted version of a description of an execution I think I came across originally in a book]
Part 3: MG & PT
50: Alyssia Discovers her Vocation
Alyssia Mills was a lovely 21year old half Italian girl who had graduated from University College London in 2017 with a degree in English. As a result of the death of her wealthy parents in a car crash she was well off financially, inheriting as their only daughter a large sum of money plus the family home in Chelsea.
She always wanted to be a writer. However she hadn’t known what area to specialise in until she came across an online account of the execution of Edith Thompson in the 1920’s for her participation in the murder of her husband
Edith Thompson
The executioner pulled back the small shutter on the cell door & put his eye to the inspection hole. Inside the woman prisoner he had come to peep at was standing in her bra & panties at the foot of the bed. Two wardresses were helping her to dress one of whom was fastening the prisoner’s suspenders.
Not wishing to intrude upon the woman’s privacy any further the hangman closed the shutter. He was sorry that he had been a clandestine observer of the prisoner’s dressing however he needed to know as much as he could about her for the next morning he was going to hang her.
The woman’s name was Edith Thompson
In the cell the two prison guards stood back & inwardly sighed to themselves “What a waste” as they regarded the very attractive 28 year old Edith.
Her brown hair was cut short in a bob, she had large brown eyes & a peaches & cream complexion. Her figure was slender but womanly, she was wearing a white blouse, navy blue skirt, tan stockings & black shoes.
The senior guard said to the prisoner, “You need to come with us now Edith”
At her trial when the foreman of the jury read out the guilty verdict Edith had cried out “But I’m innocent! Innocent! I tell you!” Sobbing wildly she had almost collapsed. The two prison officers who were with her in the dock had had to support her.
With horror stricken eyes Edith saw the black cap solemnly placed upon the judge’s head. Looking at the trembling woman, he spoke quietly the fateful sentence prescribed by the law for premeditated murder ending with the dread words “..hang by the neck until you are dead”.
Moaning faintly, scarcely more than half conscious Edith Thompson was carried from the courtroom. She was taken to Pentonville Prison to await execution
Vital & young Edith couldn’t believe that she was to be put to death by merciless authority. She started to cry & moan but she offered no resistance as the guards took an arm each & gently guided her from the cell.
She sagged between them, barely able to walk, as the two female officers half carried her along the corridor towards the room which she will only leave to walk to the scaffold. Once in the death cell Edith collapsed onto the bed sobbing piteously.
In his office the Governor’s asked the executioner “What drop do you propose giving her?”
The hangman replied “I’ve decided on six feet & ten inches. I know that’s ten inches less than the Home Office regulations suggest for her height & weight & but I think we need a slightly shorter drop given her build”
The Governor then gave voice to his main concern, “What will you do if she swoons?”
The executioner responded, “I’ll pinion her in the cell & put the strap around her skirt. My two assistants will help to carry her to the shed & hold her up while I do the rest. They will be more used to that sort of thing than your two wardresses I imagine”.
The Governor nodded & said no more
The next morning Edith was woken up by her guards & they helped her to dress in the same clothes she had on the previous day.
Initially Edith was composed but she became distressed as she listened to the preparations for her execution being carried out in the execution shed a few yards away. The sound of the sandbag that hung overnight on the rope being pulled up was clearly audible as was the testing of the trapdoors
The execution shed was now ready. It’s only item of furniture besides the grim crossbeam, the coil of rope & the lever next to the trapdoors was a chair. This was hopefully not for the doomed young woman but it may be needed by the chaplain as he suffered from fits of dizziness.
As the execution party consisting of the Governor, the chaplain, the hangman & his two assistants approached they heard a low moaning sound coming from the death cell.
They entered & found Edith in in a state of complete collapse, she had lost all control of herself. The chaplain & the women officers strived to comfort her with consoling words to no effect.
Understanding the hangman’s beckoning nod the chaplain moved away & the female guards practically lifted the sobbing woman to her feet.
The executioner quickly pinioned the semi-demented Edith’s hands behind her back & said to his assistants, “Strap her skirt to her legs & then when that is done help the wardresses carry her to the scaffold”.
The hangman left them to it & hurried out to the execution shed.
Edith, carried by the women guards along with the two assistant executioners, arrived inside the execution shed seconds later. The only sounds were the doomed woman’s sobs & moans & the chaplain intoning the burial service.
As Edith was placed on the trap her four “Helpers” had to support her. The hangman pulled the white hood down over the prisoner’s head & placed the noose round her neck fixing the knot under her chin & left ear.
He then went to the lever & signaled to the prison guards & his assistants to let go of the shaking woman.
For a fraction of a second the hooded figure on the drop is unsupported & Edith starts to collapse as the hangman pulls the lever. She falls the prescribed six feet & ten inches.
The thud of the trap dropping echoes round the execution shed, the rope goes taut & then starts to sway slightly. The executioner & his assistants peer down into the yawning gap at the now still figure suspended in the pit.
The body would be left on the gallows for thirty minutes before being winched up for the post mortem
As she read about Edith’s hanging Alyssia was captivated by the description of the helpless terror of the victim & the formal remorseless process of the execution.
She felt herself becoming sexually stimulated & pressed her thighs together under her skirt as the crotch of her panties became moist. That evening she masturbated for the first time in several weeks, the intensity of her orgasm taking her by surprise.
Part 3: MG & PT
50: Alyssia Discovers her Vocation
Alyssia Mills was a lovely 21year old half Italian girl who had graduated from University College London in 2017 with a degree in English. As a result of the death of her wealthy parents in a car crash she was well off financially, inheriting as their only daughter a large sum of money plus the family home in Chelsea.
She always wanted to be a writer. However she hadn’t known what area to specialise in until she came across an online account of the execution of Edith Thompson in the 1920’s for her participation in the murder of her husband
Edith Thompson
The executioner pulled back the small shutter on the cell door & put his eye to the inspection hole. Inside the woman prisoner he had come to peep at was standing in her bra & panties at the foot of the bed. Two wardresses were helping her to dress one of whom was fastening the prisoner’s suspenders.
Not wishing to intrude upon the woman’s privacy any further the hangman closed the shutter. He was sorry that he had been a clandestine observer of the prisoner’s dressing however he needed to know as much as he could about her for the next morning he was going to hang her.
The woman’s name was Edith Thompson
In the cell the two prison guards stood back & inwardly sighed to themselves “What a waste” as they regarded the very attractive 28 year old Edith.
Her brown hair was cut short in a bob, she had large brown eyes & a peaches & cream complexion. Her figure was slender but womanly, she was wearing a white blouse, navy blue skirt, tan stockings & black shoes.
The senior guard said to the prisoner, “You need to come with us now Edith”
At her trial when the foreman of the jury read out the guilty verdict Edith had cried out “But I’m innocent! Innocent! I tell you!” Sobbing wildly she had almost collapsed. The two prison officers who were with her in the dock had had to support her.
With horror stricken eyes Edith saw the black cap solemnly placed upon the judge’s head. Looking at the trembling woman, he spoke quietly the fateful sentence prescribed by the law for premeditated murder ending with the dread words “..hang by the neck until you are dead”.
Moaning faintly, scarcely more than half conscious Edith Thompson was carried from the courtroom. She was taken to Pentonville Prison to await execution
Vital & young Edith couldn’t believe that she was to be put to death by merciless authority. She started to cry & moan but she offered no resistance as the guards took an arm each & gently guided her from the cell.
She sagged between them, barely able to walk, as the two female officers half carried her along the corridor towards the room which she will only leave to walk to the scaffold. Once in the death cell Edith collapsed onto the bed sobbing piteously.
In his office the Governor’s asked the executioner “What drop do you propose giving her?”
The hangman replied “I’ve decided on six feet & ten inches. I know that’s ten inches less than the Home Office regulations suggest for her height & weight & but I think we need a slightly shorter drop given her build”
The Governor then gave voice to his main concern, “What will you do if she swoons?”
The executioner responded, “I’ll pinion her in the cell & put the strap around her skirt. My two assistants will help to carry her to the shed & hold her up while I do the rest. They will be more used to that sort of thing than your two wardresses I imagine”.
The Governor nodded & said no more
The next morning Edith was woken up by her guards & they helped her to dress in the same clothes she had on the previous day.
Initially Edith was composed but she became distressed as she listened to the preparations for her execution being carried out in the execution shed a few yards away. The sound of the sandbag that hung overnight on the rope being pulled up was clearly audible as was the testing of the trapdoors
The execution shed was now ready. It’s only item of furniture besides the grim crossbeam, the coil of rope & the lever next to the trapdoors was a chair. This was hopefully not for the doomed young woman but it may be needed by the chaplain as he suffered from fits of dizziness.
As the execution party consisting of the Governor, the chaplain, the hangman & his two assistants approached they heard a low moaning sound coming from the death cell.
They entered & found Edith in in a state of complete collapse, she had lost all control of herself. The chaplain & the women officers strived to comfort her with consoling words to no effect.
Understanding the hangman’s beckoning nod the chaplain moved away & the female guards practically lifted the sobbing woman to her feet.
The executioner quickly pinioned the semi-demented Edith’s hands behind her back & said to his assistants, “Strap her skirt to her legs & then when that is done help the wardresses carry her to the scaffold”.
The hangman left them to it & hurried out to the execution shed.
Edith, carried by the women guards along with the two assistant executioners, arrived inside the execution shed seconds later. The only sounds were the doomed woman’s sobs & moans & the chaplain intoning the burial service.
As Edith was placed on the trap her four “Helpers” had to support her. The hangman pulled the white hood down over the prisoner’s head & placed the noose round her neck fixing the knot under her chin & left ear.
He then went to the lever & signaled to the prison guards & his assistants to let go of the shaking woman.
For a fraction of a second the hooded figure on the drop is unsupported & Edith starts to collapse as the hangman pulls the lever. She falls the prescribed six feet & ten inches.
The thud of the trap dropping echoes round the execution shed, the rope goes taut & then starts to sway slightly. The executioner & his assistants peer down into the yawning gap at the now still figure suspended in the pit.
The body would be left on the gallows for thirty minutes before being winched up for the post mortem
As she read about Edith’s hanging Alyssia was captivated by the description of the helpless terror of the victim & the formal remorseless process of the execution.
She felt herself becoming sexually stimulated & pressed her thighs together under her skirt as the crotch of her panties became moist. That evening she masturbated for the first time in several weeks, the intensity of her orgasm taking her by surprise.
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