Execution Tales Chapter 55 Part 6 Revision 2
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[The pictures are from the actual programme The Grand]
Ayssia’s next tale was inspired by a scene in a TV series she had recently watched “The Grand”. In the programme a young girl is hanged for murder in 1920s England. Alyssia set the event in an imaginary present day & called it The Grand Adapted.
The Grand: Adapted
18 year old Monica Smith sat at her table, ready & dressed. Her long blonde hair was tied in a pony-tail. She had protested when she was told that she had to wear the flared brown mini skirt for her hanging saying. “That is indecent. Everyone will be able to see my underwear when I hang”.
The warders were insistent & Monica had no choice but to comply.
She looked up as the door opened. The prison Governor entered the death cell followed by a white coated doctor, the prison chaplain & two female warders.
Panicking knowing why they were here Monica pushed back her chair which scraped noisily over the stone floor. “It’s not time yet. It isn’t eight o’clock yet. It isn’t. It isn’t……..”. She pleaded..
None of the officials said a word. One of the warders walked behind her chair & helped her to her feet & swiftly bound her hands together behind her back. Monica made no attempt to resist only repeating “It’s not yet time”.
The chaplain began to recite the burial service “I am the resurrection & the life saith the lord. He that believeth in me, though he were dead, yet shall he live, & whosoever liveth & believeth in me shall never die. I know that my redeemer liveth & that he shall stand at a later day upon the earth…….”.
The Governor opened the door & went out into the corridor. The two warders placed Monica between them & followed, the chaplain & the doctor brought up the rear. Monica stared at the Governors’s back as they walked towards the door at the end of the corridor. She felt tears rolling down her cheeks but she couldn’t reach up & wipe them away.
The chaplain droned on behind her. “Thou hast set our misdeeds before thee, & secret sins in the light of our countenance. For when though art angry, all our days are gone, we bring our years to an end, as if it were a tale we that is told”.
The door at the end of the corridor was opened & the Governor walked through. The women warders gently laid their hands on Monica’s bound arms & helped her through the doorway. She looked up & saw the gallows, fashioned from strong, planed wood.
Her tears became sobs “I’m sorry!”, she cried, “I’m so sorry!. Please have mercy!”, she wailed. The warders tightened their grip on Monica’s arms, giving her all the support she needed to keep walking slowly, inexorably, towards the gallows. Still not wanting to believe what was happening she didn’t struggle.
Monica’s eyes filled with tears blinding her as they climbed the wooden steps. Paralysed with terror, she stood stock still when they reached the gallows platform.
The executioner pulled a hood over her face. She felt the noose slip down over the black cloth. She felt him adjusting the knot at the front of her neck. The lever was pulled & the floor disappeared beneath Monica’s feet.
As she feared her brown flared mini skirt flies up revealing her pink panties encased in flesh coloured tights. Monica body swings like a pendulum on the rope & then she starts to kick & convulse.
The officials look on unperturbed. The new Home Secretary has insisted that as the murder rate is continuing to rise hangings must be made more of a deterrent, hence the substitution of calculated neck breaking by slow strangulation.
The doomed girl continues to dance & kick for a full five minutes before she hangs still. The insistence on the condemned wearing a mini skirt is designed to increase viewing numbers when the film of the execution is shown to the nation.
At 8.25 am Sarah Redmond was told via her ear piece “Sarah we have the footage of Monica Smith’s execution & we are going to transmit it in one minute”. The glamorous breakfast TV presenter breathed deeply to compose herself & crossed her legs checking to ensure that her tight leather skirt didn’t ride up too much.
She turned to her co-presenter, “Sorry Bill we need to move on I’m afraid. The Home Office have just informed us that they have released the film of the murderess Monica Smith’s execution. If you are easily upset I advise you to turn off your TV’s now”.
Sarah disappeared & the screen showed poor Monica entering the prison courtyard, climbing the steps to of the gallows, being hooded, noosed & hanged. The camera focused on her kicking legs & pink panties as she died.
Sarah re-appeared. Despite herself her panties were soaking wet. She gripped the arm of the sofa to steady herself & told the nation “Well you have now seen for yourselves that the new Government really mean business when they tell us they are cracking down on crime. Now over to Lorna”.
With that she removed her microphone & went to her dressing room. She sat down & tried to relax. After five minutes there was a knock on the door. “Sarah .It’s Hailey . Please let me in”.
Sarah smiled & went to the door & opened it.
As ever Hailey Wilberforce looked magnificent. Her tight white blouse was under severe pressure from her lovely large breasts & her black mini skirt showed off her beautiful nylon clad legs to perfection.
Hailey came in & sat down. She gushed, “Wow Sarah, I have never been so turned on in my life. What a show! I was in make-up when the execution came up on the TV. I thought I was going to come there & then”.
For professional reasons Sarah & Hailey had kept their relationship secret for two years. Sarah looked at her lover & said simply, “Shut up Hailey. Let’s fuck”.
She got up & walked towards Hailey. She dropped to her knees & pushed the blonde TV presenter’s mini skirt up her thighs. Sarah buried her face in Hailey’s crotch & at the same time started to rub her own soaking wet panties under her tight black leather skirt.
Hailey moaned in delight & caressed her large breasts. Sarah ripped the crotch of her lover’s tights apart & pulled her white panties to the side so that she could lick her pussy. Hailey groaned & gasped as Sarah’s tongue worked it’s magic. They both orgasmed intensely.
They then sat down to relax & compose themselves. Hailey asked, “Are these televised hangings going to be regular thing?”
Sarah replied. “So we have been told”.
Both women smiled delightedly
Ayssia’s next tale was inspired by a scene in a TV series she had recently watched “The Grand”. In the programme a young girl is hanged for murder in 1920s England. Alyssia set the event in an imaginary present day & called it The Grand Adapted.
The Grand: Adapted
18 year old Monica Smith sat at her table, ready & dressed. Her long blonde hair was tied in a pony-tail. She had protested when she was told that she had to wear the flared brown mini skirt for her hanging saying. “That is indecent. Everyone will be able to see my underwear when I hang”.
The warders were insistent & Monica had no choice but to comply.
She looked up as the door opened. The prison Governor entered the death cell followed by a white coated doctor, the prison chaplain & two female warders.
Panicking knowing why they were here Monica pushed back her chair which scraped noisily over the stone floor. “It’s not time yet. It isn’t eight o’clock yet. It isn’t. It isn’t……..”. She pleaded..
None of the officials said a word. One of the warders walked behind her chair & helped her to her feet & swiftly bound her hands together behind her back. Monica made no attempt to resist only repeating “It’s not yet time”.
The chaplain began to recite the burial service “I am the resurrection & the life saith the lord. He that believeth in me, though he were dead, yet shall he live, & whosoever liveth & believeth in me shall never die. I know that my redeemer liveth & that he shall stand at a later day upon the earth…….”.
The Governor opened the door & went out into the corridor. The two warders placed Monica between them & followed, the chaplain & the doctor brought up the rear. Monica stared at the Governors’s back as they walked towards the door at the end of the corridor. She felt tears rolling down her cheeks but she couldn’t reach up & wipe them away.
The chaplain droned on behind her. “Thou hast set our misdeeds before thee, & secret sins in the light of our countenance. For when though art angry, all our days are gone, we bring our years to an end, as if it were a tale we that is told”.
The door at the end of the corridor was opened & the Governor walked through. The women warders gently laid their hands on Monica’s bound arms & helped her through the doorway. She looked up & saw the gallows, fashioned from strong, planed wood.
Her tears became sobs “I’m sorry!”, she cried, “I’m so sorry!. Please have mercy!”, she wailed. The warders tightened their grip on Monica’s arms, giving her all the support she needed to keep walking slowly, inexorably, towards the gallows. Still not wanting to believe what was happening she didn’t struggle.
Monica’s eyes filled with tears blinding her as they climbed the wooden steps. Paralysed with terror, she stood stock still when they reached the gallows platform.
The executioner pulled a hood over her face. She felt the noose slip down over the black cloth. She felt him adjusting the knot at the front of her neck. The lever was pulled & the floor disappeared beneath Monica’s feet.
As she feared her brown flared mini skirt flies up revealing her pink panties encased in flesh coloured tights. Monica body swings like a pendulum on the rope & then she starts to kick & convulse.
The officials look on unperturbed. The new Home Secretary has insisted that as the murder rate is continuing to rise hangings must be made more of a deterrent, hence the substitution of calculated neck breaking by slow strangulation.
The doomed girl continues to dance & kick for a full five minutes before she hangs still. The insistence on the condemned wearing a mini skirt is designed to increase viewing numbers when the film of the execution is shown to the nation.
At 8.25 am Sarah Redmond was told via her ear piece “Sarah we have the footage of Monica Smith’s execution & we are going to transmit it in one minute”. The glamorous breakfast TV presenter breathed deeply to compose herself & crossed her legs checking to ensure that her tight leather skirt didn’t ride up too much.
She turned to her co-presenter, “Sorry Bill we need to move on I’m afraid. The Home Office have just informed us that they have released the film of the murderess Monica Smith’s execution. If you are easily upset I advise you to turn off your TV’s now”.
Sarah disappeared & the screen showed poor Monica entering the prison courtyard, climbing the steps to of the gallows, being hooded, noosed & hanged. The camera focused on her kicking legs & pink panties as she died.
Sarah re-appeared. Despite herself her panties were soaking wet. She gripped the arm of the sofa to steady herself & told the nation “Well you have now seen for yourselves that the new Government really mean business when they tell us they are cracking down on crime. Now over to Lorna”.
With that she removed her microphone & went to her dressing room. She sat down & tried to relax. After five minutes there was a knock on the door. “Sarah .It’s Hailey . Please let me in”.
Sarah smiled & went to the door & opened it.
As ever Hailey Wilberforce looked magnificent. Her tight white blouse was under severe pressure from her lovely large breasts & her black mini skirt showed off her beautiful nylon clad legs to perfection.
Hailey came in & sat down. She gushed, “Wow Sarah, I have never been so turned on in my life. What a show! I was in make-up when the execution came up on the TV. I thought I was going to come there & then”.
For professional reasons Sarah & Hailey had kept their relationship secret for two years. Sarah looked at her lover & said simply, “Shut up Hailey. Let’s fuck”.
She got up & walked towards Hailey. She dropped to her knees & pushed the blonde TV presenter’s mini skirt up her thighs. Sarah buried her face in Hailey’s crotch & at the same time started to rub her own soaking wet panties under her tight black leather skirt.
Hailey moaned in delight & caressed her large breasts. Sarah ripped the crotch of her lover’s tights apart & pulled her white panties to the side so that she could lick her pussy. Hailey groaned & gasped as Sarah’s tongue worked it’s magic. They both orgasmed intensely.
They then sat down to relax & compose themselves. Hailey asked, “Are these televised hangings going to be regular thing?”
Sarah replied. “So we have been told”.
Both women smiled delightedly
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