Sex, sex, sex, that was all I could think of at work. Everyone kept asking me throughout the day if something was wrong? My answer out loud was no I’m okay just feeling a little sick, on the inside I was saying that I wanted to find a sexy black big beautiful woman to make love to. I went home that evening browsing the web looking for the right lady to play with. The social networking site I was on was full of women but not the type I wanted. After about an hour of pointless searching miss right caught my eye. Her name was Justice; I read over her profile she was college educated, single and ... Continue»
The count looked at the beautiful young girl that sat opposite of him at the
well loaded table. He smiled to the girl, trying to be as nice to her as
possible under the given situation.
He had some mixed feelings about this and tried to explain his point of
"It is just bad luck for you, dear", he argued, "but there is a law to
"But that law is inhuman", the girl protested. Her name was Ruby and she was
only s*******n years old. She was so scared, that her voice quivered. But
she realized that her only chance was to behave as normally as she could.
Even in this horrid situation. She had to keep her wits together.
"May be so. By the way, I already did abandon this law", the count shrugged,
"but at the time of your offence it still was a law. So it has to be
enf***ed. Even if I had quite forgot-ten about it. It was all about my
little handicapped daughter, Mary. The other c***dren dared to tease her. So
that's why I put my foot down and promised a severe an painful death
penal-ty to anybody who would say or do anything that would harm my little
girl. And it worked. The rule was properly written down as an official law
and deposi-ted. It was confirmed with my signature. It put an end to the
problem directly. And my little girl was happy again".
"But nobody was ever executed because of that law. And no one knew about it
any more. Why me....", the girl wined
"Well as I said, just bad luck", the count said shifting in his seat. Ruby
was a very attractive peasant girl, a servant at the palace now for almost a
year. With her fair complexion, her smooth skin and her thick waving blond
hair. Her large blue eyes were now filled with tears.
Part of the the count did really pity her. That's why he invited her. He
would try to explain things to her, try to convince her, that he had no
other way. And also, as a sort of apology, treat her to a nice meal.....
"Vaughn is the one who caught you, teasing Mary. He knew about this law and
he demands that justice is done. You know how straightforward he is. As he
demands it, and there is a law by which even I have to abide, I can't do
anything else but condemn you to the registered punishment, which happens to
be a slow and painfull death by public execution, however sorry I am.....",
"But this is not some sort of a mild punishment, sire, this is a torture and
death sentence. It means the end of my life. Death for an attractive young
girl, like me. Sure you will reconsider, sire, please".
"I am so sorry, dear, but it has been written all down. Even I can't change
that now", the count said concerned.
"Do you realize, sire, that maybe the executioner will strip me stark naked
on the scaffold, so that everbody can see my breasts and my buttocks.....",
the girl sobbed.
The count had realized that. He shrugged his shoulders.
"That man could hardly give you your proper punishment if you were not
naked, dear. All victims are always naked on the scaffold. Man or
woman.....", he answered lightly.
The girl sat with her hands in front of her face. Her shoul-ders shook in
"But stop crying, my dear. There is still some time. Look what they have
prepared for you. Isn't this delicious".
"It is, sire, it is, and I am gratefull for your kindness", looking up and
she even tried to smile, "It is only difficult for me to eat since my throat
is lumpy because of fear. I can only think of that horrible moment that I
have to go to the scaffold and that the hangman will torture me...."
"Of course, my little girl, I understand that. But nothing is going to
change that. That's what's going to happen. I can't help it. The only thing
I can and will do, is please you to this treat and be nice to you now. The
king serving the maid, but tomorrow will definitly be your last day...".
"Then at least", the girl begged, "Let them kill me quickly. Let the
humiliating and the torturing be".
"Well dear, I am so sorry for you, but it is impossible. It has been noted
in the law, that the punishment rule is specific about this way of
execution. Otherwise you could have been strangled or hanged or any other
painless way to die, but the culprit's death must be a slow, painfull and
"Even if that means that my intimate parts must be exposed in public,
sire...", she begged.
"How else could it be done, my dear. Your young and beautiful body will
bound and spread. Vulnerable and naked of course. High on the scaffold, for
everybody to see. I am sure the executioner will spread your legs wide
"But you will forbid him to touch my sexual parts", she protested, pressing
her delicate hands in her lap, "that would be so indecent.....".
"Why no, certainly not, my dear", the count applogized, "You are very
sensitive there. Your delicate parts will be his aim. We all know his
specialities. He is an expert on girls. Certainly their sensitive parts.
That's were he can apply his irons and whips. On your soft belly, your
breasts and all the other delicate female parts. That is were it will hurt
the most and that is his assignment. Because that is to be your punishment.
To be hurt and killed, to make you scream in agony, before you die. I am
sorry for you, but torturing your female parts is very effective. I always
give the executioner a free hand, to treat those delicate parts specially,
inside and outside...".
"But the pain and the humliation.....", she protested.
"Well, that's just the point. Is not your love button the most sensitive
part of your body. So let him torture you there. Your labia are very
delicate. How will a burning iron make you scream. Your vagina is an opening
to your sensitive belly. An real invitation for torture, dear. If the
hangman must torture you, as is his assignment, I can't forbid him to use
your sensitive spots. I would contradict myself, wouldn't I.....?".
"It is so inhuman. Look at me, sire, my beauty, even you must see it, please
reconsider, I ought to be protected. Not exposed...it is so indecent.....".
"Well, sorry dear, but it is seen as an essential part in the proceedings.
People will look up to you and realize that neither womanhood, youth or
beauty can influence my feeling for justice So they are warned".
The count looked very serious. He did not really hate this beautiful
creature, but did not really mind her fate. And certainly he knew that
Vaughn, who was just waiting to find him at fault would not forgive him.
That awfull man might even trie to raise a revolt against him, just showing
how the count did not even abide with his own laws. Of course he was a
little bit sorry for the girl, but on the other hand he was secretly a bit
curious over the spectacle that the execution of this beauty would be.
Executions always were quite a spectacle, a break in monotonous daily live
and in this case.... In general he loved executions....
It would of course mean the death of the girl, but she certainly could be
missed since a score of other peasant girls would love to take her place at
Light filtered in througd the high leadpaned windows. A ray of red just
touching her blond hairs. A drama it was, that was for sure.....
She tried to eat a few things from the overloaded table. She looked out of
the window and than asked for the last time...
"Sire, I beg you", Ruby looked pleadingly at him, "Why can't you show mercy
on me. I am only s*******n years old. I am so young. I want to live...".
"Of course dear, I understand, but there is a problem. You were quite nasty
to Mary and you made her cry. Vaughn happened to hear that. He was really
upset seeing what you had done to my girl, so he says. And then he
remembered the law. I know it is silly now, but still. What would justice be
if the count himself would not live by the laws he laid down himself. Vaughn
saw it as his duty to turn you in. What can I do.....".
She did not answer. Then she looked up at him and smiled her beautiful
"I will do whatever you want, sire", she said bending her head.
The count swallowed. It was clear that she meant to offer him her body.
"Oh no, dear, that's not what I made you come here for", he protested.
"I don't mind sire", she said, rising up from her seat. She started
unbuttoning her blouse.
"I just don't want to die. When I show you how nice my body is, you will get
other ideas then sending me to a scaffold. I don’t know what will happen on
the scaffold, but I am so scared after what you told me about the hangman. I
can can imagine what he will do to me...... Look at me sire.....".
By now she was stark naked. Her blouse and hem lay behind her and she had
stepped out of her skirts.
Th count didn't know were to look. His eyes darted over her naked body. From
her face to her breasts to the soft blond patch of hair under her belly.
What a fine girl that was. So marvellous a body.
She cupped her firm young breasts in her slim hands and said:
"Surely you would not want all my beauty to be wasted, sire".
"Eh....no....eh...but", the count stammered.
"And all this, sire".
She spread her albaster legs and showed him her soft pink genitals. With her
left hand she ran down her belly and spread the firmly closed petals of her
sex apart, introducing him to her most intimate and attractive parts.
The count could not help to get very excited, because he was a healthy
Ruby came over to him and sat on his lap. She noticed the bulge in his
pants. She d****d her slender body against his.
"But, but...", the count protested, but at the same time he put his arm
around her soft curves and carressed her lovely breasts.
"I'll do what you want, sire", she whispered.
"I see", he replied, "but it will not help you. You have to die Ruby.....ah,
The young girl pretended not to hear him. She opened his pants and took his
penis in her girly hands.
"Come...", she whispered, "You are such a strong man...".
He sure looked strong. His penis was very stiff. He did not want it, but
she really turned him on. And at the same time he felt guilty. Of course she
would get her hopes up. But he already had ordered her execution. He had no
intention to stop that.
Ruby worked him over. She put her mouth around his dick and licked him. He
groaned for lust. The drama in this spectacle excited him even more.
Ruby straddled his lap, splitting her supple body so that he could enter her
sex. His excitement mounted so sudden that the brush of her clitoris over
his penis made him grab her haunches an he pulled her violently down.
Deeply he pushed his male organ into her, spearing the girl like a pig on
the grill. She shouted in sudden pain, becaused she been a virgin maiden.
Her ruptured hymnen was pain as hell, but she did not care. She was sure
that he would not have her executed after this. He humped her up and down,
not able to control himself, feeling his lust quickly rising to a peak....
He raged as a bull when he came, inside the unlucky little girl...
Spent she slipped to the floor. She looked up at him. The sun playing over
her her blond hairs and her lively face open and beautiful.....
"Please.....", she was so lovely.
The count tried to regain his breath. Panting with his eyes closed. Then he
shook his head.....
"No way, dear, you will have to die......".
The girl collasped on the floor. The count looked down on her vulnerable
naked body. In her misery she asumed a foetal pose, her knees al the way up
her chin. Then could not help seeing her perfect round buttocks, between
which her girlisch sexlips gleamed soft and still wet from his come.
He tried to get her up and social again, but she would not move. So he left
After some time she got up got dressed again and sat down on the floor in a
corner of the room. There the guards found her and brought her back to her
The execution took place at the marketplace on the market day and was every
much the spectacle it had promised to be. A big crowd gathered. People were
discussing all over the fate of the unlucky girl. All sort of arguments were
heard. From pure anger over a silly law that long before should have been
lifted to more stern people who shared the view of the count that laws
should be enf***ed, whatever the consequences. Everybody was there to
Ruby was f***ed upon the scaffold by two layman. The executioner was
waiting for her. His upperbody bare en only dressed in shorts, a black hood
over his head. He did not intend to have any pity with the soft and
vulnerable girl since he saw her pure and alone as a culprit that was to
meet her proper punishment.
Ruby had her bare arms bound on her back with rough rope and was dressed
only in a single rough garment made of dark jute.
But not long did she have that last protection. The first thing the hangman
did was rip the garment from her body, leaving her stark naked to the gaze
of the public.
She screamed of hurt indignity, but the crowd cheered. All the people
looked at the perfect globes of her breasts with the dark nipples. Several
pointed al the blond bush under her belly. Ruby cried for shame. The
executioner proceeded with his ghastly duties.
She was bound with her arms above her head and lifted from the scaffold,
dangling about with her feet half a meter of the floor from the gallows
Everybody could now see the white female body in all her feminin detail.
The first hiss of the whip. The terrible scream over the court. Her body
danced about, her legs flying about. She turned around. The whip hit her
back, her front, her belly, breasts and buttocks. Ruby sufferd terrible. The
hangman swayed the whip very skilfully. Never doing her serious bodily harm
yet, but making her suffering almost inendurable. First he aimed for her
bottom, flicking the whip a those moments her round crimson cheeks were in
the best position.
The count sat on a balcony overseeing the spectacle. His feelings were
mixed. On one side he did really pity the girl, but the darker side of him
got secretly aroused.....
Now the executioner went for the soft breasts of the girl, trying to land
the whip on the exact spot of her nipples. Drops of red bl**d showed after
he succeeded to hit both her nipples will all the f***e he had in his
Finally he aimed for her soft white belly, not even sparing her intimate
parts, the crowd cheering when the whip cracked between her legs, touching
her viciously at her most intimate spot. Again and again he flicked the whip
up, preciscely at the moment that her legs were spread and the tip of the
whip landed between the soft lips of the girls sex...
After this cruel and indignant whipping Ruby got a moment of rest, in which
time a charcoal brazier was put on the scaffold.
Several irons where sticking out of the mean little flames.
Ruby was taken down from the gallows only to be bound at woodens bars. Her
arms and legs spread wide, to make her body available for the next torment.
The spectators strechted their necks to glimps at the her intimate parts now
freely to be seen between her wide open thighs.
Ruby's screams reverberated from the facades of the houses around the
marketplace as her tormentor touched her body all over with the glowing hot
irons. Her female body jumped and contorted when the iron burned her skin.
Her armpits, her haunches, her thighs everywhere the hot iron burned his
mark right into her sensitive flesh. She almost had no screams left, but
when the iron came home at her right nipple, burning it completely away, she
screamed up, her bouncing body even moving the wooden bars that held her
The executioner put the last iron back in the flames, wanting it to be
glowing right hot, before he used it on the most sensitive spot of the
female body. While waiting he carressed the body, playing with her sexual
parts, pinching her sexlips and pummeling her clitoris.....
Ruby recollected her wits just enough to realize where this last iron should
go. She started screaming even before she saw the iron, the executioner held
up before her eyes, showing how little red sparks fell from the tip.
Then slowly he lowered it between her wide open legs. The red glow of the
iron illuminated the female lips of her sex. Closer and closer it came,
within only an inch of her lovebutton.
A second the man waited in anticipation then he landed the red hot iron on
The body of Ruby just flew right up in the air, forming a white tormented
bow on the cross that held her arms and legs. The scream that tore out of
her throat had nothing human anymore........
Wild with pain she tossed up and down, her haunches making a raffle on the
wooden bars. Then the torturer pushed down her hips, opened with his left
thumb and forefinger her labia and then with a great hhoeish sent the
glowing hot steel bar deep in her vagina.....
Ruby hips bounced up and a last cry tore from her throat. This was too much.
Het body went limp and she fainted away.
The excutioner stood back, looking satisfied down at his handwork. Then he
looked at the count and knodded. The count said it was enough. She could put
an end to her now.
In the meantime the two layman had removed the steel bar from Ruby's vagina.
The slapped her cheeks and finally her eyes fluttered to life again. Only to
realise that now she was going to be killed.
She saw it in the eyes of the hangman. She also realised how she was to die.
The word suddenly got through to her and stuck in her mind. She saw a
cleaver in his hand. She was going to be quartered alive.......
She was mounted upside down to the cross. Her two legs up in the air in a
big V. The executioner swung up the axe and brought in down between her
legs, precisely in between her little labia. With a sickening sound her
buttocks parted. The cleaver stuck in the soft part of her belly.
Ruby high pitched screams were weakening now. The axe came down again
splitting the body of the girl in two halves.
The hangman was red with the bl**d of the dying girl. He opened her chest
and ripped out her hart. It was still beating the moment he ripped it out.
He held it up and showed it to the crowd......
Ruby was beyond any human torture. She was dead. Her sentence done. The
executioner split the two halves of her body, hanging the four parts at the
four corners of the scaffold. His work was done.....
The people who had not missed a single moment went home satsisfied. This
was justice done. The count smiled. He still felt a bit sorry for the girl
but he took himself together....
Her execution had amused him.....