The Garrotte So Tight

The sound of the staff striking the floor three times in succession resulted in immediate silence,and heralded the appearance of the presiding judge.She strode quickly to her raised bench,sat,and rapping her gavel,bade everyone sit.She was a commanding woman in her late thirties and she oversaw the regional court with wisdom and skill.

"We are gathered here now,to address the appropriate sentence for the woman now sitting in the docket". She raised her hand in the prisoner's direction,and the woman was quickly stood up and made to look upon the judge,that she would hear sentence passed upon her.She was a statuesque woman,at five feet,ten inches tall. and weighing one hundered and forty-five pounds.She was thirty-three years of age. Her hands were bound behind her with stout hemp rope,and her feet attached by hemp rope at her ankles with only three handwidths of slack.Her hair was past her shoulders and was as black as her crimes.She wore a satin,fuschia blouse with a high collar,and a black satin skirt that went to just above mid-calf.Dark brown,above-the-knee boots adorned her long,and shapely legs that seemed to end at her waist. She was,in every way,a beautifully proportioned woman.An elegant bearing gave her the look of one whose origin was regal.Her cheekbones were high and patrician,setting off her beautiful face.But at her trial,she had been found guilty of twenty counts of fraud and grand larceny,as well as perjury,in flagrante.The prosecutor demanded the severest possible penalty.She had stolen from hundreds of citizens,and caused utter havoc in all their lives.

The judge faced the guilty woman,regarding her severely as she began to speak."You have been found guilty,and Madame Prosecutor's contention that you should suffer severe punishment for your crimes,is my contention as well.You are sentenced,therefore to be taken to the public scaffold and there put to death,within eight-and-forty". The condemned woman's legs began to shake,and she paled noticeably,as the judge turned to the right and bade the public executioner stand.A tall woman of about forty-five,her hair in a tight black kerchief,and her face black-veiled,stood and faced the judge.She bowed and asked her how she might serve the court.The judge said that she was to take this wicked woman to the scaffold and to execute her by very slow garrotte.The pronouncement was greeted with gasps,and then cheers and applause.The executioness assured the judge that she would prolong her punishment for some hours,before the coup-de-grace was done.It was to be a gruesome garrotting.Regal bearing or not,she would be garrotted in shame and agony,and be unable to control her bodily functions.All in full view of hundreds of onlookers.The judge nodded,pleased that the woman would serve as an example,strangled with infinite slowness by a skilled executioness before a wide-eyed crowd.Cries came from the onlookers in the court," God bless the judge"!, and "Praise the Executioness"! The condemned prisoner,trembling and pale was led to the holding cell where she would await the dreaded trip to the high public scaffold.She was led past a ladies auxilliary group that had attended her lengthy trial,and whose members had applauded and cheered when she was found guilty,and were ecstatic that she would now suffer a cruel garrotting for her crimes.

The executioness came to her cell that evening to prepare her as much as possible for the grim ordeal she was about to suffer.She set the execution for the following evening at 6 pm "You will mount the steps to face me,and the matrons will bring you up the steps if your legs fail.You will be brought to the chair in which you will die,seated and secured in place,your skirt removed first and your panties lowered to your ankles.Your blouse will be ripped in half and bound off to the sides to bare your breasts, before me,and before the crowd".The condemned woman was tearful as the procedure was described,each grim detail meant to be mental torture and to cause intense suffering before the execution itself.She described the collar and how she would tighten it until the woman's face turned purple-black and her eyeballs bulged,and her tongue thrust wildly from her mouth.It would then be loosened and she would be allowed to recover briefly and then the collar tightened again,in an ongoing cycle,over and over,for almost two full hours.The terrible coup-de-grace was the "driving of the spike",a procedure she would not describe,to let the woman's imagination run wild with fear. The terrible mental cruelty inflicted by the executioness was dreadful by itself and would make the physical pain maximally felt and suffered.The condemned woman asked to wear a diaper at her execution,but was denied on the spot."Oh God,please don't let me soil and wet myself in public in front of all those people".She was told there was a hole in the garroting chair to "accommodate your bowel and bladder evacuations.There will be sawdust spread on the scaffold floor beneath your buttocks in lieu of a diaper.Crime does not pay,madame.It will be a pleasure to carry out your execution whilst so many watch". She said that the matrons would return the next day at 5:30pm to bind her hands behind her and walk her to the scaffold nearby.Two matrons would act as the assistants of the executioness throughout the execution. She left the condemned woman on her knees,still pleading for the mercy of the diaper,but hearing back only the receding footsteps of the executioness..

The condemned woman slept poorly,in snatches of half an hour,and wept quietly at times. She knew she was going to be punished for her sins,and she hoped the crowd had many young women who would be deterred from crime,once having seen the garrotte inflicted. At 5 o'clock she began to dress for her execution--her satin blouse and skirt freshly pressed,and her boots.She left her hair down,but knew it would be kerchiefed or cut off so that the wide,metal collar of the garrotte would fit properly and insure intense suffering.She wore little make-up and no lipstick.She wished she had a black blouse as she would surely bite her lips and tongue bloody,and the blood would drip all over the front of the one she wore,easily visible.She hoped the matron would gag her before she mounted the scaffold to keep from biting her tongue and lips,a horrid site to be sure.

The executioness prepared the scaffold for the garroting,and for the hanging of a forty year-old man,and for the beheading of his accomplice in crime,a twenty-three year-old woman.All three would serve as examples,each by a different method of execution,to instill in the populace,a respect for the law and for other citizens.The dread of execution would doubtless deter many from committing crimes.She tied a traditional coiled noose to hang the guilty man,sharpened the edge of the sword she would use to chop off the woman's head,and placed a basket to receive it when it fell.A large sack of sawdust sat at the rear of the scaffold,this to be put down to catch the several quarts of blood that would squirt from the beheaded woman's severed neck as she lay squirming on the scaffold floor.Lesser amounts would be put down beneath the dangling man who was to dance before the crowd with his trousers lowered to his ankles.Some would be placed under the buttocks of the garrotted woman. On a small table near the sawdust was a variety of pre-measured hemp rope segments of various lengths used to restrain the prisoners-a rope to hold the hanging man's legs together above the knees,a piece to secure the beheaded woman's wrists to her ankles,and another to immobilize her upper arms.The ropes were all of the finest quality Italian or Portuguese hemp,and had been pre-stretched to allow no play.The executioness was superbly efficient at her tasks. When all was ready,it only remained,to bring the prisoners to the scaffold and see justice done.She stood on the top step,surveyed the preparations,and then descended. A crowd was beginning to gather in front of the scaffold.A woman ran up to her and knelt and took the hand of the executioness in hers,kissing it ardently and thanking her for her valuable service.She brought her to her feet and thanked her in turn.In only an hour,the crowd would swell to hundreds.The public square at the scaffold would hold six hundred-six-hundred and seventy-five onlookers comfortablyThe matrons were already at the holding cells.She gave a long sigh and began to walk there.The guilty man and his guilty accomplice would be brought to the scaffold first,and executed.When it was done,the matrons would bring the condemned woman remaining,to face the public executioness.

The matrons had already entered the cell of the woman who was to lose her head,and bound her hands behind her,wrists crossed.Her hair was bound up in a tight black kerchief,and her ankles connected with rope,only allowing eighteen inches of play.She was made to kneel,head bowed.The executioness arrived as they exited the cell and together,all three went into the cell of the condemned man.He leapt to his feet,fearful and his knees shaking.The executioness turned him to face the older matron,and quickly bound his hands behind him,then bound up his hair in a snug,black kerdhief to bare his neck for the stout hemp noose.During the kerchiefing he began to tremble,then wet himself badly. He was led out immediately,and joined by his accomplice,then the five began the grim walk to the scaffold.Out of the courtyard,and into the street,then a turn to the right after sixty yards and there the scaffold stood,a short few steps away.

The scaffold was an imposing structure painted a dull black.A stout oaken crossbeam would accommodate a single drop-hanging,or three-at-once in the manner of the gibbet,done without a drop,either twisted off a ladder or drawn up slowly to dance in homage before the Goddess of the Noose. A heavy,stand-up whipping post ,and a,sound punishment horse also graced the scaffold floor.A wide-based chopping block,that tapered just slightly as it rose,rested near the horse,but would not be used today. The crowd had grown quickly and there was a low buzz of talk as the procession approached the scaffold steps.Suddenly the chatter died down as the executioness began to ascend the steps.Both prisoners began to moan audibly as they started to mount the stairs,first the man,still trembling noticeably,then his partner,now as pale as parchment,and sobbing,her nose running badly.Both were urged along by the women,and moments later the man was stood next to the ladders that leaned against the high crosspiece of the gallows. He stared at the hemp noose the hangwoman had prepared for him.The suffering woman was put on her knees,facing him at an angle.The man's shirt was drawn down over his shoulders to bare his upper chest and back.A large black hood was slipped over his head,causing him to mewl aloud,amid cheers from the crowd.The twenty-three year-old condemned woman about to suffer the swift sword stroke of the executioness sobbed,her breath coming in short,desperate bursts,her dripping nose bubbling in and out.as she watched in utter terror the superb skill and confidence of the executioness.Strands of thick snot hung down from her nose,some finally dripping onto the scaffold floor below her face.He was then noosed,and with the hangwoman climbing the back ladder,rope in hand, pulled him up and walked him up on his ladder,until she affixed the rope to the crossbeam,tying it cruelly tight,without any slack, until he stood on near-tiptoe.As he mounted each higher rung,his hands twisted and struggled behind his back.His legs,weak and trembling,were barely able to comply,and both matrons had to push him upward with each step.His trousers,drenched from his uncontrolled urination,were drawn down and folded inward neatly.A rope was tied three turns around his legs just above his knees,but his legs were left tethered at the ankles to kick and flail.He stood on the leaning ladder a full six feet above the scaffold floor,the noose carefully positioned on the side to spare the airpipe and the large arteries from damage and pressure and make the hanging long and cruel.A horrific hemp dance of fifteen minutes length,the condemned man thrashing violently,would be far from unusual.

The hangwoman descended her ladder and a matron lay it down at the back of the scaffold.The executioness pronounced formal sentence,then quickly seizing his ankles in a firm grip,whilst the younger matron gripped the ladder,she twisted them off in a swift,clean motion of only a few inches as the matron pulled away the ladder and lay it down.He had become panicked when he felt her grip his ankles to perform her office,and his hood sucked in and blew out with each full breath.He cried out,then a moment later he was dancing for the Goddess.The guilty man,penis-erect,as he was hanged,to the sobbing of his guilty accomplice,and the cheers and giggles from the more than three-hundred women present would now pay for his crimes.He was immobile for only a moment,then began to kick and flail wildly,his legs frantic,and his toes trying to point to where the ladder had been to find support.Beneath the hood,his face became purple,then nearly black,and his eyes bulged in their sockets as he kicked.The crowd responded with applause and cheers and comments flew from men and women as he danced for the hangwoman.Some minutes later,his torso began to buck in and out vigorously and continuously.The executioness snatched her large,scented,black linen handkerchief from between her breasts,shook it open,found a clean patch,and wrapped it over his tip and shaft then held it there.Moments late,he came in abundance,squirting gobs of sperm and milky fluid onto the black linen and blood-red roses of her handkerchief as he thrashed. Women in the crowd watched,entranced,some moaning and others squealing loudly as the wet,black cloth pulsed in rhythm as he squirted into it,the handkerchief held firmly over his penis in the hand of the hangwoman.She took it off when it was done,and opened it fully to examine his ejaculations,She folded it in half then half again,then,sniffed the cloth delicatelyand kept it in her hand,sighing quietly,her eyes partly closed.Shortly after,he farted long and loud and then evacuated his bowels uncontrollably onto the sawdust below,his accomplice,watching in horror as almost a yard of fresh turd issued forth as he flailed in the air,choking ang gurgling. He kicked maniacally for thirteen minutes,then began to slow,finally ending with spasms and convulsions,and a large urination squirting everywhere as he kicked in the air,all hideous to watch.The expert placement of the noose caused his neck to be well-stretched,and the sheer violence of his thrashing was testament to his suffering.His partner was made to see it all and she knelt sobbing throughout his execution.

When it was over,the executioness readied the young woman,now crying openly,her eyes wide with fear,and instructed her to sit back on her feet,knees apart,feet together.She gaped at the executioness,uncomprehending,not hearing the words spoken to her. The older matron stepped up and placed her feet as the executioness had instructed.The condemned woman looked around,mouth open,and unable to move or speak.A length of rope was affixed to her wrists and the loose end pulled tight to join the wrists and ankles .Another rope was used to immobilize her upper arms.She was rendered completely helpless and unable to move. The executioness pronounced sentence,then faced the terrified woman,standing on her left side.Her sword was handed to her by the younger matron,who held the long sheath whilst the executioness drew forth the sword in front of the woman.The sound of the sharp,metal sword being withdrawn from it's sheath caused the woman to shudder,emitting a nervous squeal.She stared helplessly at the sword,then looked upon the executioness. " For thy wickedness,shall l chop off thy living head from thy shoulders". The matron stepped forward,covered the woman's face with a large white handkerchief from forehead to chin,then brought her head forward and positioned her trembling neck as the executioness bade. The other matron positioned the basket carefully to receive the terrible fruit of execution,so soon to be harvested..The sword was raised high,and the matron stepped back,her fingers lingering on the woman's face to hold her head in place,as the sword flashed once in the sunlight of dusk.

There was a gentle flutter of the executioness' veil as the sword fell,then a barely audible hiss as the blade severed the guilty woman's neck in a clean lop-slash.There was the ping of the sword as it chopped off her head for all to see.The head of the guilty woman,remained in place for the briefest of moments,then fell into the waiting basket beneath.It moved only slightly as the head fell into it.Gasps issued from the crowd,then unanimous applause as the woman's body remained in place,still kneeling,as if in obedience,blood squirting in a continuous stream from the severed arteries of the severed neck.The head had been chopped off cleanly just at the jawline,leaving the woman's long,slender neck fully intact.Blood poured from the cruelly violated vessels as the woman's body slumped where it knelt,the front of her white gown now drenched in urine,then several seconds later,toppled over convulsing and writhing vigorously.The hands and feet struggled against the hemp ropes that bound them, and she passed a long noisy fart that drew a flurry of giggles from the younger women.Her body lay squirming,as if possessed of a life of it's own,the fingers and toes flexing and stretching, moving in random twitchings,while her limbs strained against the strong,stout hemp.The executioness stepped back,handing the sword to one of the matrons,then reaching into the basket before the now-hushed crowd,she retrieved the woman's severed,bleeding head by it's hair through the kerchief that bound it,and then pulled off the handkerchief covering her face,Cries of "Ooooo" were heard from the crowd as the woman's head,still alive,was held up high at arm's length,blood fairly pouring from the fresh,raw stump.The executioness turned the woman's head to face her writhing body as it lay on the scaffold floor,continuing to squirt horribly from the stump,then tapering back toward her neck in short,pumping squirts.The eyes beheld the sight in horror,then moved,darting in jerks,in response to the sounds of the crowd.The gleaming white bones of her severed neck surrounded the spinal cord as it spasmed and twitched,her air and foodpipes plainly visible as she lay twisting in shame near the feet of her executioness.A few pulsing dribbles of undigested,now-liquid food issued from her severed foodpipe onto the scaffold floor,mixing with the growing puddle of dark red blood.Some in the crowd turned away as the patchy brown fluid came forth.As her head was held high,her tongue and lips moved purposefully,but futilely as she formed soundless words..Along the front of the scaffold,as tradition dictated,scores of women and more than a few men,had laid handkerchieves on the scaffold floor to be baptized with blood dripping from the severed head as the executioness walked near the edge,displaying it.The bloodied handkerchieves were kept and used by their owners as souvenirs and conversation pieces when they were taken out for use.The splotchy rust-colored stains that remained were a gruesome reminder of public execution by beheading.Two passes over the handkerchieves were done by the executioness and all were well-bloodied to the enthusiastic squeals and screams of the onlookers. When someone cried out,"God bless the exeutioness"!,the woman's eyes turned sorrowfully to the sound,then a look of utter despair,tinged with terror,covered her face.The executioness held her head before her and slapped her face hard several times to keep it alert.The eyes which had been starting to close,opened widely,hurt and indignant,whilst the look of horror persisted.It had only been half a minute since the chopping-off. Blood continued to issue from the stump,and the severed muscles and nerves twitched visibly along the painfully raw surface.Her face.now a ghostly white,lips trembling and her tongue brushing over her lower teeth, looked out upon the cheering crowd.The executioness showed the woman's dripping head on the three sides of the scaffold that faced the onlookers below. A dull,barbed spike was seated on the cornerpost of the scaffold that faced the street access,Still dripping badly,the wretched,twitching stump was poised over the spike.The executioness cried out,"Behold the head of the guilty"! Then,gripping the head firmly,she pushed it down hard,and skewered it cruelly onto the barbed spike.The eyes opened,agape and staring,in apparent agony,lips and tongue and bleeding nerves and muscles all a-twitch at once.None of this went unnoticed by the crowd,and there were little shrieks and gasps when the woman's head was skewered alive onto the spike for public display,where it would remain for three days before being taken down,placed in a coarse cotton sack and buried. The executioness looked toward the matrons and nodded."Bring her to me now,that justice may be done on the unmerciful garrotte.".They both descended the scaffold and went to the cell of the condemned woman. It was 5:40pm when they turned the corner and went out of view. The executioness looked toward the dreaded garrotte as she walked to it,and then stroked the tightening wheel and backpiece. She put a large mound of sawdust beneath the open seat on which the all-but-naked woman would sit undiapered to receive the terrible wages of her crimes.

The matrons arrived at the cell of the condemned woman,and entered immediately. Both had put up their hair in tight,black kerchiefs and their faces were concealed by wide,black veils that draped down as far as their upper breasts--all in the same manner as their revered executioness.The younger of the two was in training under the tutelage of this executioness,and would be given her own large region to minister to,in which any necessary executions needed to be carried out, in only six months.She would be given the title of Lady High Executioner just before her twenty-seventh birthday.She was already proficient in several types of hanging,and several of beheading,and she carried out highly skilled whippings and brandings.She had administered eight public beheadings,and only two required a second stroke. After each of the two botched beheadings,the executioness had flogged her in public,the judge in attendance and a few women of the village council,as well as about three-hundred townsfolk.Both botched beheadingds were carried out on the high block,and both of the condemned- a twenty eight year-old man,and a fifty-five year-old woman had been well-positioned as they knelt,but their heads had almost,but not entirely been chopped off with the first stroke.Both heads dangled off the block,held only by a tendon and a small patch of unsevered skin and twitching muscles,as the bodies first slumped then convulsed on the scaffold floor writhing wildy.The assistant had sprung forward quickly in each instance,seized the head by it's hair,and with a sharp knife severed the head cleanly from it's neck before the body collapsed off the block. "A good swift chopping-off,carried out with a single stroke is the duty of the executioner. If that is not done,l will have you flogged". It was necessary to encourage excellence on the scaffold and to punish her for reflecting badly on her mentor.

Since her identity was always concealed on the scaffold,she was marched up the steps in shame-the same steps she had mounted to take her position at the block-- already hooded--and sentenced for "petty thievery".The judge passed sentence of flogging,and she was given three dozen superb lashes that left her buttocks striped and bloody.She was marched quickly up the steps by the executioness and the same assistant with whom she was today working.The executioness placed her over the horse,and immobilized her torso,upper body and legs,then gagged her mouth well.Before the gagging she asked the executioness to do her duty and to "raise the cat high".The assistant had brined and salted her buttocks,then flogged her unmercifully a dozen lashes on both occasions and then handed the knotted cat-o-nine tails to the executioness,who inflicted the remaining two dozen lashes.Her subsequent beheadings were administered well,each head cleanly chopped off with a single stroke.She had also carried out four flawless drop hangings,that resulted in the severe neck-stretching of each guilty victim,the severing of the spinal cords and the crushing of at least one vertebra.Her gibbet hangings were long and exceedingly agonizing for the guilty man or woman.She had inflicted three superb garrottings that drew much praise from her executioness-mentor. The second matron was in her forties,and had assisted at more than a hundred executions,and more than fifty whippings and brandings. She had hanged six,and beheaded three,and had inflicted dozens of whippings and brandings.

The older matron turned her by the shoulders and held her gaze,while the younger pinioned her hands behind her.The condemned woman again pleaded for the mercy of the diaper,but she was ignored and her hands were swiftly pinioned and bound.A black kerchief was produced,and her hair was bound up to bare her neck and throat for the metal collar of the garrotte.The younger matron smiled,then traced around the woman's neck with her fingers,where the collar would fit,causing her to shudder. The older matron laughed and said,"It's always such a profound thing to see them shit themselves on the scaffold in full public view with everyone watching it fall--onto the ground when they're swinging,in their pants and panties whilst they're being noosed or garrotted.Oh my sweet God! I would DIE of embarrassment"! Without further ado,the suffering woman,now more fearful than ever having heard the matron's thoughts on the subject,was pressed forward,trembling visibly,and marched to the scaffold to die.

The executioness stood near the dangling man,and began to hear the crowd buzzing as the condemned woman was marched to the scaffold,and then straight up the dreaded thirteen steps to the waiting executioness.The condemned woman saw the hooded,hanging prisoner swinging gently in the breeze,and then turned her head away,grimacing when she saw that he had emptied his bowels while he had kicked .She smelled the huge,brown pile as she was being brought to the garrotte,and began to struggle when she saw the sawdust under the garroting seat where she was to sit.The beheaded woman lay where she had toppled over,curled up and still fully bound,the raw stump still oozing tiny tricklets of blood,flies buzzing around it and occasionally lighting on it.The area near her was covered with blood-drenched sawdust,a yard-long line of blood straight out from where she had knelt when her head was chopped off,and next to the wide stump atop her neck,a puddle of dark red blood as large as a small platter.The woman's severed head,neckless,and harshly mounted on the cornerpost spike,the mouth agape,filled her with terror.Flies buzzed around the dripping stump,her tongue dangled limply from her mouth,her face a stark,bloodless white,her eyes open and staring out at the crowd from the post.

The three women conducting the business of the scaffold had doused their veils with perfume before mounting the scaffold steps,and a small bottle sat on the table nearby if a reinforcement was necessary.The matrons seized the struggling woman quickly and the executioness pulled off her satin skirt in front of the crowd,and lowered her panties to her ankles,twisting them so that they would remain on her foot and wave shamefully as she kicked her legs.She was lifted physically,still sobbing and struggling,and seated on the wooden chair,her hands first drawn up behind her,over the back of the chair and the post,so that they remained bound as she was seated in position.A heavy strap was placed across her chest to immobilize her upper body,then her blouse was crudely torn down the center,causing the buttons to fly off.The blouse was pulled in to the sides,and her breasts bared for the crowd to see.Wide straps were put around her uppermost legs,and buckled tight to the back,so that she would remain upright and be unable to slide down when the garrotte was administered and she was struggling with the strength of a demon.Her lower legs were left untied and her panties,black with abundant lace remained on her left ankle Her head was kept held in place with a wide leather strap across her forehead,and two small wooden wedges,one on each side of her face prevented any lateral movement.She could look straight ahead,and somewhat to both sides to see what was going to be done next.Ropes were bound to each spread-apart knee,and the ends tied off below.The condemned woman looked out upon the faces in the crowd as she sobbed.Her nose ran badly,some running into her mouth,while some dripped off her chin,and onto her chest,in long sticky strands.She began to shudder as the executioness passed formal sentence to the enthusiastic cheers of the crowd.She blanched into a gray-pasty color,then drenched the chair with a huge gush of her urine.It covered some of her seat,and some dripped off the sides,while some dripped down through the hole which purpose was to accommodate her uncontrolled bowels.The crowd cheered afresh when she wet herself,and her color became the plum-purple of the most intense embarrassment.She sobbed and struggled to no avail,unable to move except for flailing and kicking her lower legs,her lace panties flapping with each fresh kick.

The matron-executioness stood by the table as the executioness nodded.She picked up the metal collar on the table and held it aloft briefly to the cheers of the crowd,then knelt before her mistress,her head bowed and offered her the collar laying in her open palms.The collar was a circular loop of good well-tempered steel,about two inches wide,with flanges at the ends of the loop that fit immovably onto the turning mechanism to allow the most precise strangulation of the guilty prisoner.The condemned woman watched in horror,and began to sob and moan to the delight of the hundreds of onlookers.The executioness,now standing behind the short post into which the back of the chair blended as it rose nodded and took the collar in her capable hands.She placed the loop of collar around the woman's throbbing white throat,and then secured both flanges to the turning mechanism and brought up the slack by slowly rotating the wheel.The woman continued to sob and then,upon feeling the initial tightening of the cold collar against her throat,began to panic and struggle desperately,her legs,the beautiful,boots and black panties still on,kicked furiously to the squeals and shrieks of the younger women in the crowd.The executioness tightened the collar until it was snug,then cried out,"Behold the payment of the wages of crime"! The older matron stepped forward and gagged the woman's mouth so that she would not bite her tongue and lips off as she suffered.She held it there in place as the executioness turned the wheel with cruel slowness,tightening the collar as the woman's legs flapped and she struggled to twist her hands,all to no avail.She first turned red,then a splotchy,red-purple,then a hideous dark purple-blue.Her torso strained and she farted,as her eyes,gruesomely bloodshot,watering,and bulging grotesquly,seemed near to bursting.The executioness pressed the master release mechanism on the collar and the suffering woman was allowed a long breath,then returned to the agony of strangulation by garrotte. Snot poured from her nose in globs,bubbled out of each snotty nostril,and she drew in air for only a moment,then felt the release disengaged and the collar retighten in an instant. She farted again and only a moment later,lost all control of her sphincter,and graced the sawdust beneath her squirming buttocks with a long turd that reached nearly to the scaffold floor before it broke off. The collar was tightened until her face was blue-black,then unturned slowly until she was able to recover.

Shortly after,the matron gagged her again and the executioness tightened the collar slowly until she was again blue-black,having gone through the same facial changes and horrible colorations as before.The flailing and flapping of her legs continued as she kicked in agony before the crowd.Finally,the collar was released slowly and the woman's gag was removed.She drew in air as fast as she could,in gasps and rasping gulps like one starving.Her eyes were a bloodshot red and bulged in their sockets.She farted loudly as she writhed. Then the collar was tightened again and she thrashed in torment.A piece of freshly produced turd,firm and wide,sprang out from her anus six to eight inches,and then hung there,hovering grotesquely over her previous evacuation,which caused a wave of squeals,mostly from the women,who giggled continuously,then cheered loudly when the turd finally fell,joining the hideous mess below.

The executioness conducted the garrotting with great skill and it was only after an hour and forty-five minutes,that the woman was near to succumbing.She was made to suffer a last horrific collar tightening.At the height of it,the matron yanked out the woman's gag,and after only a moment,the thrashing woman bit her tongue nearly in two.Blood gushed from her mouth and down her chest and torso and onto the chair.The crowd gasped at the sight.The matron quickly stuffed her gag back into her mouth,as the collar was loosened and the woman struggled for air.The younger matron went to the table and picked up a metal spike about fourteen inches in length,brought it behind the post and inserted it into a deep hole in the garroting post going from back to front at the level of the woman's mouth.The tip was a sharpened segment shaped like an arrow-tip,with the rest of the narrow shaft behind it of smooth metal.The tip of the spike now resting against the back of her neck,all was ready for the dreaded "driving of the spike". The matron placed an additional leather strap over the lower jaw at the chin cleft,and buckled it tightly at the back of the post,Blood dripped from her mouth,the gag now soaked..Her eyes rolled in her head as the final tightening of the collar was done.The executioness locked the wheel and took up a broad-headed mallet as the crowd watched in silence,holding it's breath as one..She raised the mallet high as the woman reached the most terrible moment of her suffering.A gush of urine and splashes of diarrhea issued forth as the mallet came down with righteous vengeance.The spike was driven through her neck,severing the spinal cord in two,and continuing out the woman's mouth.The blood-drenched gag and the front half of the woman's tongue,nearly bitten off,and now severed completely by the force of the spike were pushed out of her mouth,and dropped into her lap,fallling into the puddle of urine that remained.Her body convulsed,the limbs still well-bound,as the executioness removed the collar.

A second barbed spike awaited on the next cornerpost to receive the woman's head.The executioness nodded to the younger matron,who stepped forward,the sword of the executioness in her hands.She held out the sword to her mistress,eyes averted,as the executioness took the sword,then stood before the garrotted woman,somewhat to the side. She raised the sword high,then brought it down and across in a clean,swift stroke.The woman was beheaded just below her jaw,and her body slumped slightly downward as her bleeding neck and head remained strapped to the post.The gruesome spike continued to protrude from her mouth,several of her lower teeth broken by the terrible force of the spike and mallet.Her heart remained beating erratically and blood shot upward from the stump,while more dripped in abundance from the severed stump above.She was fairly drenched in blood. The crowd cheered and applauded as the straps were removed and the executioness seized the woman's severed head by it's hair through her kerchief and then held it high to be viewed.She took the dripping head to the barbed spike,then positioned it carefully at the center of the bleeding stump,pushed it down hard three times until it was firmly mounted.The sight of the woman's severed head,bleeding and dripping,the eyes staring garishly toward the crowd,the cruel spike protruding from her mouth,the nerves and muscles of the stump twitching hideously were all that remained.The two heads were to be left on their spikes for public viewing,and the hanged man would swing from the hemp rope as a grim reminder of the wages of sin.