Execution Tales Chapter 53 Part 2 Revision 2
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[This is based on a story I cam across on line several years ago - original author unknown]
For her second story she moved away from the Partisan victims of the Nazis to those who had perpetrated these types of atrocities & wrote The Bitch of Paris
The Bitch of Paris
Ingrid Von Strubhoff the feared bitch of Paris had the type of green eyes that reminded you of the deep bottomless lakes of Bavaria & her full red lips had a pouty quality.
Typically she wore a heavily starched brown shirt however it looked little like a uniform on her well-formed body. The shirt had been tailored to fit close to her flat belly & to hug her very ample breasts. It’s starch made the cotton fabric rigid enough that it rubbed on her nipples making them hard against the fabric. Ingrid obviously preferred not to wear a bra & the delineation of her bosom attracted attention.
A swastika armband was around her left bicep. Ingrid’s brown shirt was adorned by several medals some of which had been pinned on by the Fuhrer himself. The shirt tucked into a brown skirt. Contrary to the style of the times the hem was at least 12 inches above her knees. It fitted tightly round her shapely thighs & rose up when she sat.
Her legs were long & firm & smooth & their appearance was enhanced by her above her knee length black boots & tan nylon stockings. Rumour had it that enemy pilots & agents who had been captured actually enjoyed sitting across the room from her while she interrogated them. Ingrid knew the effect she had on her prisoners however she only used it to get the results she wanted.
Ingrid was captured when the allies occupied Paris while trying to escape. She was held in prison until after the war had ended & tried for war crimes.
She was sentenced to death by hanging. Ingrid had requested that she be allowed to die in her Nazi uniform & somewhat surprisingly the authorities had agreed to her request. While her execution would be held in private the occupying powers intended to use the pictures of her dead body on the gallows as a powerful symbol of the fate of all Nazis such as her.
Ingrid’s hands are tied behind her back in the death cell & she is led to the scaffold. The hangman stations her over the trap door & places the noose over her head pulling her long blonde hair from out from under the rope. He pulls a lever & her luscious body drops through the hole.
Just as ordered the drop is too short to break her neck & as the rope tightens & burns an impression on her tender flesh her legs begin to thrash about & her breasts bounce as she twists on the rope.
The noose tightens more, her tongue sticks slightly out of her mouth & some spit rolls down her chin. Her lips & cheeks turn a bluish colour & her eyes bulge as she gasps for air.
The executioners watch Ingrid’s dance for fifteen minutes enjoying the many upskirt views they are afforded until her legs twitch for the last time & her limp body turns on the rope as if pushed by a small breeze. The photographers are then allowed to take their pictures of the dangling dead “Bitch of Paris”
Once she had completed the story of the execution of Ingrid Von Strubhoff. Alysssia was very turned on. She got up from her computer & went & lay down on the couch. She slipped her skirt up over her thighs & put her hand inside in her panties.
As she began to gently move her fingers inside her pussy she imagined Lida, Klava, Lena & Ingrid Von Strubhoff’s terror as they stood on the gallows with ropes around their necks & then visualised them dancing in the air as they slowly strangled to death.
After five minutes she came delightfully, gasping & moaning due to the intensity of her climax. She lay there for half an hour resting.
For her second story she moved away from the Partisan victims of the Nazis to those who had perpetrated these types of atrocities & wrote The Bitch of Paris
The Bitch of Paris
Ingrid Von Strubhoff the feared bitch of Paris had the type of green eyes that reminded you of the deep bottomless lakes of Bavaria & her full red lips had a pouty quality.
Typically she wore a heavily starched brown shirt however it looked little like a uniform on her well-formed body. The shirt had been tailored to fit close to her flat belly & to hug her very ample breasts. It’s starch made the cotton fabric rigid enough that it rubbed on her nipples making them hard against the fabric. Ingrid obviously preferred not to wear a bra & the delineation of her bosom attracted attention.
A swastika armband was around her left bicep. Ingrid’s brown shirt was adorned by several medals some of which had been pinned on by the Fuhrer himself. The shirt tucked into a brown skirt. Contrary to the style of the times the hem was at least 12 inches above her knees. It fitted tightly round her shapely thighs & rose up when she sat.
Her legs were long & firm & smooth & their appearance was enhanced by her above her knee length black boots & tan nylon stockings. Rumour had it that enemy pilots & agents who had been captured actually enjoyed sitting across the room from her while she interrogated them. Ingrid knew the effect she had on her prisoners however she only used it to get the results she wanted.
Ingrid was captured when the allies occupied Paris while trying to escape. She was held in prison until after the war had ended & tried for war crimes.
She was sentenced to death by hanging. Ingrid had requested that she be allowed to die in her Nazi uniform & somewhat surprisingly the authorities had agreed to her request. While her execution would be held in private the occupying powers intended to use the pictures of her dead body on the gallows as a powerful symbol of the fate of all Nazis such as her.
Ingrid’s hands are tied behind her back in the death cell & she is led to the scaffold. The hangman stations her over the trap door & places the noose over her head pulling her long blonde hair from out from under the rope. He pulls a lever & her luscious body drops through the hole.
Just as ordered the drop is too short to break her neck & as the rope tightens & burns an impression on her tender flesh her legs begin to thrash about & her breasts bounce as she twists on the rope.
The noose tightens more, her tongue sticks slightly out of her mouth & some spit rolls down her chin. Her lips & cheeks turn a bluish colour & her eyes bulge as she gasps for air.
The executioners watch Ingrid’s dance for fifteen minutes enjoying the many upskirt views they are afforded until her legs twitch for the last time & her limp body turns on the rope as if pushed by a small breeze. The photographers are then allowed to take their pictures of the dangling dead “Bitch of Paris”
Once she had completed the story of the execution of Ingrid Von Strubhoff. Alysssia was very turned on. She got up from her computer & went & lay down on the couch. She slipped her skirt up over her thighs & put her hand inside in her panties.
As she began to gently move her fingers inside her pussy she imagined Lida, Klava, Lena & Ingrid Von Strubhoff’s terror as they stood on the gallows with ropes around their necks & then visualised them dancing in the air as they slowly strangled to death.
After five minutes she came delightfully, gasping & moaning due to the intensity of her climax. She lay there for half an hour resting.
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