Execution Tales Chapter 57 Part 1 Revision 2
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57: Pussy Throbs
Alyssia e-mailed her on-line friend saying “Wow Pussy the “The Execution of Lindsay Lloyd” is great! You feel that you are sitting in the Death Chamber watching the execution. I read it several times & then made myself come THUNDEROUSLY!”
“Pussy Throbs” smiled delightedly when she received the latest message from MG as she called “Moist Gusset “.
Pussy’s real name was Lucy Lai. She was a 23 year old New York advertising copywriter from a Chinese background. She was beautiful & petite & like Alyssia her interest in the subject had started when she had read about the crimes of Doctor Jane Edwards & the Chicago “College Girl” killers
She replied to MG, “Thanks for the positive feedback. I’m waiting impatiently to see your latest work”
The next day Alyssia sent Pussy her most recent story which was entitled “San Aruba”
San Aruba
The coup had failed. What angered President Marcuso most was that it had been planned & led by members of his own personal bodyguard all of whom he had personally selected. The bodyguards were famous throughout the world because without exception they were young female, beautiful, highly trained & deadly.
Their uniforms were also much commented on. During his education at the University of Edinburgh Marcuso had developed a fondness for the kilt. As a result he had personally chosen the uniform for his bodyguard which consisted of black jackets, ruffled white blouses with red, white & black ties & matching mini-kilts which reached to mid- thigh, tan panty-hose & black boots which just covered the knee
The President visited the prison where the coup plotters were being held. In total there were ten of them. As Marcuso walked down the corridor looking in the cells at the prisoners an idea began to form in his head. After the stresses of the last few weeks he felt he needed some well deserved “R & R”.
He went out into the prison yard where the garotte sat. It was essentially a wooden chair however it had been built for one purpose & had a few special features. It had wide spread & very solid legs & heavy arms. Built of strong dark wood they were very stable & almost impossible for the occupant to tip over.
The chair back supported a vertical post with holes bored in it every few inches. These were for the fitting of the strangling rope, depending on the height of the condemned prisoner. Wide leather straps with leather buckles were bolted to the arms of the chair & to the lower back.
The President summoned the prison governor & issued his instructions saying he would be returning the next afternoon & he expected all the required preparations to have been made
The next day Marcuso entered the prison yard with his current favourite, a beautiful Swedish member of his bodyguard named Anna Svenson who had been steadfastly loyal during the unsuccessful coup, & smiled in satisfaction as he saw that his instructions had been followed to the letter.
The ten plotters, still wearing their uniforms were each tied to chairs looking directly at the garotte. They were all terrified, just as Marcuso had intended.
The President stood in front of the prisoners & said. “Well ladies as you all probably suspected you are all going to be executed. Two of you will die today in the prison &, the remaining eight will be publicly executed in the square outside my palace tomorrow”
On hearing this some of the young women began to cry
Marcuso continued, “However before we get started we are going to have some fun. Since my visit yesterday you have been dosed with a powerful stimulant in your food. The effect of this drug is to enhance the senses including pleasure & of course pain. We are now going to see just how effective it is”.
He nodded at the waiting prison guards who went to one of the youngest prisoners whom e knew was bisexual.
She screamed & struggled as they untied her. However instead of dragging the prisoner to the garotte they secured her face down on a table which was placed between the deadly chair & the prisoners
The President said to the Swedish,“Anna prepare the prisoner”.
The lovely blonde, who also “Went both ways” walked over to the trembling prostrate prisoner who was a beautiful former Russian athlete who had been barred from competing for being a drug cheat & lifted up the girl’s tartan mini-kilt.
She then started to massage the gusset of the prisoner’s white panties & put her other hand up her own short tartan skirt & begins to rub her own crotch
Marcuso gently played with his throbbing cock through his trouser pocket as he watched on
The stimulant began to take effect & despite her terror the prisoner started to respond to Anna’s expert attentions. Her firm young buttocks squirmed under her tight panties & she started to moan
The Swedish girl looked at the President & said, “I think she is ready Your Excellency”.
Anna moved away & was replaced by Marcuso behind the wriggling groaning girl. He unzipped his trousers & took out his rock hard cock. He pulled down the prisoner’s tights & panties & started to fuck her.
Despite his best efforts Marcuso came in a couple of minutes as he was so aroused by the terror of the prisoner & the feel of the girl’s luscious bottom grinding against him. The impact of the President’s spurting seed pushed the prisoner into orgasm & she moaned loudly as she came.
Marcuso zipped up his trousers & nodded to the prison guards & the masked executioner. They went to the table, pulled up the prisoner’s underwear, untied her & dragged her to the garotte.
The pleasure of her climax was instantly replaced by her terror of the deadly chair & she shrieked & struggled as she was secured to it by the leather straps around her wrists, elbows & waist
The other prisoners stared in petrified horror at what was happening in front of their eyes. Marcuso looked at them & smiled. This was proving to be even better than he had anticipated
The executioner threaded a piece of rope through a hole in the pole on top of the chair back, placed it round the girl’s shivering neck, & pulled it back through a second hole. He then tied it off & placed a wooden handle between the tied rope & the post
The President said, “Do your duty executioner, but as we discussed not too quickly”. He then went & sat down next to Anna to enjoy the show
The executioner slowly begins to turn the wooden handle & the doomed prisoner starts to develop breathing problems. “Please”, She croaks, “Have mercy. Please spare me”. These would be her last words.
She gives out a gurgling gasp. Her body arches in the seat as much as the straps binding her allow & her legs kick out & up & down, again displaying her white panties to those watching. Her pert firm breasts twitch as she squirms in the chair.
Marcuso studies the prisoner’s face as she strangles. Sometimes her eyes are closed, but they are mostly wide open. Dark & full of pain, they beg silently for an absent mercy
The executioner plays her body like a fine instrument, taking her through the various destinations of pain available to a slowly strangling girl. He is highly experienced & has an excellent sense of how much a prisoner can take. He modulates the tightness of the rope, giving her a little breathing room here & there making it last. She is always in agony, enhanced by the stimulant, but never completely unable to breathe.
He continues like this for ten minutes as he had been instructed beforehand by the President & then he gave the wooden handle a final twist & the rope goes lethally taut.
The girl begins to buck & heave in her death throes, her mouth in the almost purple face opens wide & her tongue emerges to droop down to her chin. Her booted heels thump against the bottom of the chair. Finally she convulses one last time & then her body slumps in the chair.
Marcuso claps his hands & smiles at Anna, “Bravo Mr Exexcutioner. That was superb. I think we will take a break for half an hour for some refreshment. It will let these young ladies contemplate the fate of traitors & also wonder which one of them will be next to feel the embrace of the garotte”
With that the President & Anna went inside the prison leaving the remaining nine prisoners howling in terror
Thirty minutes later a second girl, also one of the youngest plotters who happened to be bisexual, this time a very pretty former Taiwanese soldier was tied to the table, shrieking & struggling. She too was stimulated by Anna, before being fucked by the President & then slowly & agonizingly strangled to death on the garotte, the first victim’s body having been removed
Marcuso got up & said to the remaining eight prisoners. “Well girls, I think that is enough fun for today. I shall look forward to seeing you all in the palace square tomorrow”.
He then left the prison with Anna & they returned to the palace where the Swede’s skilled tongue soon brought the President’s cock back to rigidity before he enjoyed his third fuck of the day
Alyssia e-mailed her on-line friend saying “Wow Pussy the “The Execution of Lindsay Lloyd” is great! You feel that you are sitting in the Death Chamber watching the execution. I read it several times & then made myself come THUNDEROUSLY!”
“Pussy Throbs” smiled delightedly when she received the latest message from MG as she called “Moist Gusset “.
Pussy’s real name was Lucy Lai. She was a 23 year old New York advertising copywriter from a Chinese background. She was beautiful & petite & like Alyssia her interest in the subject had started when she had read about the crimes of Doctor Jane Edwards & the Chicago “College Girl” killers
She replied to MG, “Thanks for the positive feedback. I’m waiting impatiently to see your latest work”
The next day Alyssia sent Pussy her most recent story which was entitled “San Aruba”
San Aruba
The coup had failed. What angered President Marcuso most was that it had been planned & led by members of his own personal bodyguard all of whom he had personally selected. The bodyguards were famous throughout the world because without exception they were young female, beautiful, highly trained & deadly.
Their uniforms were also much commented on. During his education at the University of Edinburgh Marcuso had developed a fondness for the kilt. As a result he had personally chosen the uniform for his bodyguard which consisted of black jackets, ruffled white blouses with red, white & black ties & matching mini-kilts which reached to mid- thigh, tan panty-hose & black boots which just covered the knee
The President visited the prison where the coup plotters were being held. In total there were ten of them. As Marcuso walked down the corridor looking in the cells at the prisoners an idea began to form in his head. After the stresses of the last few weeks he felt he needed some well deserved “R & R”.
He went out into the prison yard where the garotte sat. It was essentially a wooden chair however it had been built for one purpose & had a few special features. It had wide spread & very solid legs & heavy arms. Built of strong dark wood they were very stable & almost impossible for the occupant to tip over.
The chair back supported a vertical post with holes bored in it every few inches. These were for the fitting of the strangling rope, depending on the height of the condemned prisoner. Wide leather straps with leather buckles were bolted to the arms of the chair & to the lower back.
The President summoned the prison governor & issued his instructions saying he would be returning the next afternoon & he expected all the required preparations to have been made
The next day Marcuso entered the prison yard with his current favourite, a beautiful Swedish member of his bodyguard named Anna Svenson who had been steadfastly loyal during the unsuccessful coup, & smiled in satisfaction as he saw that his instructions had been followed to the letter.
The ten plotters, still wearing their uniforms were each tied to chairs looking directly at the garotte. They were all terrified, just as Marcuso had intended.
The President stood in front of the prisoners & said. “Well ladies as you all probably suspected you are all going to be executed. Two of you will die today in the prison &, the remaining eight will be publicly executed in the square outside my palace tomorrow”
On hearing this some of the young women began to cry
Marcuso continued, “However before we get started we are going to have some fun. Since my visit yesterday you have been dosed with a powerful stimulant in your food. The effect of this drug is to enhance the senses including pleasure & of course pain. We are now going to see just how effective it is”.
He nodded at the waiting prison guards who went to one of the youngest prisoners whom e knew was bisexual.
She screamed & struggled as they untied her. However instead of dragging the prisoner to the garotte they secured her face down on a table which was placed between the deadly chair & the prisoners
The President said to the Swedish,“Anna prepare the prisoner”.
The lovely blonde, who also “Went both ways” walked over to the trembling prostrate prisoner who was a beautiful former Russian athlete who had been barred from competing for being a drug cheat & lifted up the girl’s tartan mini-kilt.
She then started to massage the gusset of the prisoner’s white panties & put her other hand up her own short tartan skirt & begins to rub her own crotch
Marcuso gently played with his throbbing cock through his trouser pocket as he watched on
The stimulant began to take effect & despite her terror the prisoner started to respond to Anna’s expert attentions. Her firm young buttocks squirmed under her tight panties & she started to moan
The Swedish girl looked at the President & said, “I think she is ready Your Excellency”.
Anna moved away & was replaced by Marcuso behind the wriggling groaning girl. He unzipped his trousers & took out his rock hard cock. He pulled down the prisoner’s tights & panties & started to fuck her.
Despite his best efforts Marcuso came in a couple of minutes as he was so aroused by the terror of the prisoner & the feel of the girl’s luscious bottom grinding against him. The impact of the President’s spurting seed pushed the prisoner into orgasm & she moaned loudly as she came.
Marcuso zipped up his trousers & nodded to the prison guards & the masked executioner. They went to the table, pulled up the prisoner’s underwear, untied her & dragged her to the garotte.
The pleasure of her climax was instantly replaced by her terror of the deadly chair & she shrieked & struggled as she was secured to it by the leather straps around her wrists, elbows & waist
The other prisoners stared in petrified horror at what was happening in front of their eyes. Marcuso looked at them & smiled. This was proving to be even better than he had anticipated
The executioner threaded a piece of rope through a hole in the pole on top of the chair back, placed it round the girl’s shivering neck, & pulled it back through a second hole. He then tied it off & placed a wooden handle between the tied rope & the post
The President said, “Do your duty executioner, but as we discussed not too quickly”. He then went & sat down next to Anna to enjoy the show
The executioner slowly begins to turn the wooden handle & the doomed prisoner starts to develop breathing problems. “Please”, She croaks, “Have mercy. Please spare me”. These would be her last words.
She gives out a gurgling gasp. Her body arches in the seat as much as the straps binding her allow & her legs kick out & up & down, again displaying her white panties to those watching. Her pert firm breasts twitch as she squirms in the chair.
Marcuso studies the prisoner’s face as she strangles. Sometimes her eyes are closed, but they are mostly wide open. Dark & full of pain, they beg silently for an absent mercy
The executioner plays her body like a fine instrument, taking her through the various destinations of pain available to a slowly strangling girl. He is highly experienced & has an excellent sense of how much a prisoner can take. He modulates the tightness of the rope, giving her a little breathing room here & there making it last. She is always in agony, enhanced by the stimulant, but never completely unable to breathe.
He continues like this for ten minutes as he had been instructed beforehand by the President & then he gave the wooden handle a final twist & the rope goes lethally taut.
The girl begins to buck & heave in her death throes, her mouth in the almost purple face opens wide & her tongue emerges to droop down to her chin. Her booted heels thump against the bottom of the chair. Finally she convulses one last time & then her body slumps in the chair.
Marcuso claps his hands & smiles at Anna, “Bravo Mr Exexcutioner. That was superb. I think we will take a break for half an hour for some refreshment. It will let these young ladies contemplate the fate of traitors & also wonder which one of them will be next to feel the embrace of the garotte”
With that the President & Anna went inside the prison leaving the remaining nine prisoners howling in terror
Thirty minutes later a second girl, also one of the youngest plotters who happened to be bisexual, this time a very pretty former Taiwanese soldier was tied to the table, shrieking & struggling. She too was stimulated by Anna, before being fucked by the President & then slowly & agonizingly strangled to death on the garotte, the first victim’s body having been removed
Marcuso got up & said to the remaining eight prisoners. “Well girls, I think that is enough fun for today. I shall look forward to seeing you all in the palace square tomorrow”.
He then left the prison with Anna & they returned to the palace where the Swede’s skilled tongue soon brought the President’s cock back to rigidity before he enjoyed his third fuck of the day
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