King Gog
06-05-2006, 5:56 PM
When Kanga was walked into the execution arena his hands and arms were in heavy manacles. As the guards brought him in he looked around to see what other members of the populace had decided to be present at his demise.
His eyes showed no fear; he looked as if he would very much like to kill everyone present in the arena.
The guards brought him about and placed him in front of the smother bench. They pushed down on his shoulders until his knees bent and he was seated upon the bench. He was then placed the rest of the way upon the bench; his face up.
As was customary in that day; large sheets of burlap were wrapped around the bench and the captive. These sheets were wrapped several times around and then cross woven together at the bottom to keep the victim completely immobilized. (I never saw a captive move an inch during these executions.)
A large leather ball was than placed in the captive’s mouth and tied firmly to his head. The head was then immobilized with two leather triangles on each side of it to keep it from turning in either direction during the final kill. The wide side of the triangle was nailed down to the bench; a two inch leather strap was then placed across the forehead and woven in place under the bench.
When all was ready for the death smother the Adjudicator in charge read the judgment aloud. The first part of the judgment was to be carried out by Kristy; she was called to present herself at the bench. As she walked up to present herself all were silent. The garb she had chosen for her part of the judgment would have raised a few eyebrows in the time you gentlemen live in; so I think it’s safe to say that The Adjudicator was taken aback with her appearance!
She wore the customary tight leather body cover from her waist down. This was used to prevent injury when the woman used her weight to crush parts of the captive’s body during the first part of the judgment. As she was a woman of great size; her breasts and mid section were supported by the regular leather corset that all women wore during proceedings of this nature.
It was the fact that she had decided not to wear the usual external “attire of death” that made her appearance most shocking!
I was certain the Adjudicator would insist she put the outer garb on before the proceedings would continue. I was wrong. One could see the gleam of lust in his eye as she walked out. This man intended to allow the proceedings to continue! His loins were filled with blood, I’m sure! Later on after the judgment was complete, my Father made certain he was punished for his actions.
Kristy acted as thou everything was perfectly normal as she walked up to Kanga. She had a slight smile on her face when she climbed him and stood atop his chest facing his head; she jumped up once and dropped he entire weight upon him. She landed square on his manhood with the side of her left buttocks.
His scream lasted only a second; replaced by a low gurgling moan. Kristy never even blinked; she rolled over Kanga’s now inflamed manhood with her shining buttocks and raised both her shapely legs and thighs over the center of her victim. She placed her feet upon his face, and with knees bent, she bounced upon him until he passed out from the pain. She then rolled off of him and waited until the bucket man dumped water upon Kanga’s face.
When Kanga came back to consciousness; Kristy once more climbed atop him and stood upon his manhood. She bounced three times upon it, gaining height and inflecting more pain with each jump. As she was in the air on the last jump; she pulled her knees to her chest and landed on his chest full force. An audible crack was heard when she landed; much like several chicken bones being broken at the same time. All the wind within him was knocked completely from his form.
A long muffled moan of pain and misery came forth from him; a small trickle of blood flowed from the corner of the leather ball mounted in his mouth and ran down the side of his neck. When Kristy landed; a long moan of pleasure could be heard from her smiling face. She slid to Kanga’s left side, (her aim was not quite centered) and fell off Kanga and the bench. She steadied herself by grabbing hold of a loose piece of the burlap that held him; and lowed herself to the ground. For several seconds not a sound was heard from anyone. Then Kanga began coughing blood through his nose, and out the sides of the ball.
The Adjudicator walked forward and checked to see if this might be Kanga’s end. He released the leather ball off Kanga’s mouth; and cleaned up the blood first, and then put his ear to his chest to listen. Kanga began breathing in and out rather roughly, it was a chilling sound. The bucket man doused him with another bucket of water. The Adjudicator then replaced the ball and tied it in place.
Kristy once again began to climb Kanga’s helpless form. This time she stood on his belly facing his feet. With one jump up she fell back upon Kanga’s helpless face. Her aim was good; her large buttocks landed square upon his nose! Again; an audible cracking sound could be heard. This time she did not fall off of him though; her thighs fell to either side of his neck; and she ground her bottom on his nose and mouth. A muffled scream could be heard two times before he once again, lost consciousness.
At first; Kristy just sat on his face, enjoying the moment. It was then that her two sisters reminded her that they had not yet had their time upon him. With her legs hanging to the sides of his neck; she bounced on his face a few more times. Each time she landed, a sigh of pleasure escaped her lips. And with each sigh of pleasure, she ground his blood into his face with her leather clad ass. He would have expired; drowned in his own blood; had she not rolled off his face, and allowed him to be checked.
The Adjudicator once again stepped forward and removed the leather ball. He tried to clear the nasal passages enough to replace the ball but had a problem with the broken bone, cartilage, and swelling in the nasal cavities.
A break was called.
It was the wizard’s job now to perform whatever cutting was necessary to clear the air ways and get the ball back in place. When the bleeding was stopped, the leather ball was replaced, and several more buckets of water were thrown upon him. He was being cleaned and made ready for one of the meanest, sadistic, and nasty young woman in the Kingdom……Liz!
Please let me know my friends if you want to stop this tale of horror right now. I promise you, it just gets worse.
Yay………..or Nay?
His eyes showed no fear; he looked as if he would very much like to kill everyone present in the arena.
The guards brought him about and placed him in front of the smother bench. They pushed down on his shoulders until his knees bent and he was seated upon the bench. He was then placed the rest of the way upon the bench; his face up.
As was customary in that day; large sheets of burlap were wrapped around the bench and the captive. These sheets were wrapped several times around and then cross woven together at the bottom to keep the victim completely immobilized. (I never saw a captive move an inch during these executions.)
A large leather ball was than placed in the captive’s mouth and tied firmly to his head. The head was then immobilized with two leather triangles on each side of it to keep it from turning in either direction during the final kill. The wide side of the triangle was nailed down to the bench; a two inch leather strap was then placed across the forehead and woven in place under the bench.
When all was ready for the death smother the Adjudicator in charge read the judgment aloud. The first part of the judgment was to be carried out by Kristy; she was called to present herself at the bench. As she walked up to present herself all were silent. The garb she had chosen for her part of the judgment would have raised a few eyebrows in the time you gentlemen live in; so I think it’s safe to say that The Adjudicator was taken aback with her appearance!
She wore the customary tight leather body cover from her waist down. This was used to prevent injury when the woman used her weight to crush parts of the captive’s body during the first part of the judgment. As she was a woman of great size; her breasts and mid section were supported by the regular leather corset that all women wore during proceedings of this nature.
It was the fact that she had decided not to wear the usual external “attire of death” that made her appearance most shocking!
I was certain the Adjudicator would insist she put the outer garb on before the proceedings would continue. I was wrong. One could see the gleam of lust in his eye as she walked out. This man intended to allow the proceedings to continue! His loins were filled with blood, I’m sure! Later on after the judgment was complete, my Father made certain he was punished for his actions.
Kristy acted as thou everything was perfectly normal as she walked up to Kanga. She had a slight smile on her face when she climbed him and stood atop his chest facing his head; she jumped up once and dropped he entire weight upon him. She landed square on his manhood with the side of her left buttocks.
His scream lasted only a second; replaced by a low gurgling moan. Kristy never even blinked; she rolled over Kanga’s now inflamed manhood with her shining buttocks and raised both her shapely legs and thighs over the center of her victim. She placed her feet upon his face, and with knees bent, she bounced upon him until he passed out from the pain. She then rolled off of him and waited until the bucket man dumped water upon Kanga’s face.
When Kanga came back to consciousness; Kristy once more climbed atop him and stood upon his manhood. She bounced three times upon it, gaining height and inflecting more pain with each jump. As she was in the air on the last jump; she pulled her knees to her chest and landed on his chest full force. An audible crack was heard when she landed; much like several chicken bones being broken at the same time. All the wind within him was knocked completely from his form.
A long muffled moan of pain and misery came forth from him; a small trickle of blood flowed from the corner of the leather ball mounted in his mouth and ran down the side of his neck. When Kristy landed; a long moan of pleasure could be heard from her smiling face. She slid to Kanga’s left side, (her aim was not quite centered) and fell off Kanga and the bench. She steadied herself by grabbing hold of a loose piece of the burlap that held him; and lowed herself to the ground. For several seconds not a sound was heard from anyone. Then Kanga began coughing blood through his nose, and out the sides of the ball.
The Adjudicator walked forward and checked to see if this might be Kanga’s end. He released the leather ball off Kanga’s mouth; and cleaned up the blood first, and then put his ear to his chest to listen. Kanga began breathing in and out rather roughly, it was a chilling sound. The bucket man doused him with another bucket of water. The Adjudicator then replaced the ball and tied it in place.
Kristy once again began to climb Kanga’s helpless form. This time she stood on his belly facing his feet. With one jump up she fell back upon Kanga’s helpless face. Her aim was good; her large buttocks landed square upon his nose! Again; an audible cracking sound could be heard. This time she did not fall off of him though; her thighs fell to either side of his neck; and she ground her bottom on his nose and mouth. A muffled scream could be heard two times before he once again, lost consciousness.
At first; Kristy just sat on his face, enjoying the moment. It was then that her two sisters reminded her that they had not yet had their time upon him. With her legs hanging to the sides of his neck; she bounced on his face a few more times. Each time she landed, a sigh of pleasure escaped her lips. And with each sigh of pleasure, she ground his blood into his face with her leather clad ass. He would have expired; drowned in his own blood; had she not rolled off his face, and allowed him to be checked.
The Adjudicator once again stepped forward and removed the leather ball. He tried to clear the nasal passages enough to replace the ball but had a problem with the broken bone, cartilage, and swelling in the nasal cavities.
A break was called.
It was the wizard’s job now to perform whatever cutting was necessary to clear the air ways and get the ball back in place. When the bleeding was stopped, the leather ball was replaced, and several more buckets of water were thrown upon him. He was being cleaned and made ready for one of the meanest, sadistic, and nasty young woman in the Kingdom……Liz!
Please let me know my friends if you want to stop this tale of horror right now. I promise you, it just gets worse.
Yay………..or Nay?