Justice on the Scaffold

She began to regain consciousness,but very slowly,as if drifting to the surface from the depths of a vast sea.Her head throbbed with a kind of dull pain that alternated with sharp,and she felt as though she'd been drugged.She could feel her feet and lower legs inside her boots,but they felt weighted down and heavy,and her arms felt the same way,sluggish and unresponsive.She opened her eyes,but could see nothing.She thought the room must be dark and without windows or doors,but then she realized her face had been covered with a black hood.She could feel the cloth over her whole face,and the cloth of the hood on the back of her head interfered with the usual movement of her hair.She tried again to move her limbs but then realized her arms and legs were bound to some kind of wooden device at each joint-ankles,knees,wrists and elbows,as she lay over it face down.She struggled to free herself,twisting this way and that to no avail.Her blue denim short shorts felt differently than they usually did,but she was too groggy to figure out how.Later it would dawn on her that her khaki web belt had been removed.That pissed her off and she vowed that whoever had been brainless enough to pilfer it,would pay in spades when she had an opportunity to unleash her wrath.But that anger paled next to that which would fuel the vengeance she would wreak on the one who had put her in her present position.Her gloves were still on her hands and her tank top was still on too.The twin shoulder holsters that had held the matching handguns,but which,now,did not,were still in place.She shook her head furiously to unhood herself,but it wouldn't budge.She grunted angrily and cursed.She began to feel the pressure on her bladder a few minutes later.It became unbearable within an hour and she let go,cursing furiously as she wet herself uncontrollably shortly after.She heard the urine dripping onto the floor off the wooden frame. Hours passed and she didn't try to call out to whoever had captured her.She tried to remember the events before she found herself bound to the wooden frame,but she was mentally foggy and not thinking clearly.She had a vague memory of waiting for an elevator,and holding a drink in her hand,but couldn't recall anything more.Sightless and sound-deprived,and with nothing to smell or taste,she was becoming disoriented quickly.She began to talk to herself,cursing for stimulation,to fend off early madness
She finally heard a key turning in a lock.It was a klunky sound,as if a heavy key were being inserted into an old-fashioned lock.Rattly and clanky. Footsteps followed,perhaps those of three or four people,walking briskly but not hurried.The sound rose in volume until it ended a few feet from her. She said nothing.A moment later the hood was snatched off her head. Before her stood two men and two women,all facing her without speaking,their faces expressionless


Revy looked around and found that she was bound to a heavy wooden punishment horse in a large room with a low ceiling and stone walls.The floor was dirt-covered,but otherwise the room was bare.It had the look and feel of a medieval dungeon.The men and women facing her remained without expression.One of the men came forward a step and she recognized him.
He was head of a crime organization,Clemenza,and she had assassinated two of his capos a year ago with a sniper rifle from nearly 500 yards away--both clean shots,both dead before they heard the sound.She was proud of the hits-difficult shots.The only thing that pissed her off was that some kid had wandered into the kill frame between the first and second shots,and got behind her second target.The round took out the capo and the kid both.The little brat ruined her kills.She liked them clean.The kid was the son of the man who now stood before her.He began to speak,his voice even,his eyes trained on her.without moving.The others were doing the same. She regarded them all with smouldering contempt.
"You know who l am",he said,"and these are people who in one way or another,been adversely affected by you." His arm came up as he gestured in their direction,then turned back to face her."You have been brought here to die because you,and several of your colleagues-five,in fact,are loose cannons in our work-realm.We don't involve children EVER,and we don't involve family EVER,and we don't involve the public EVER--but you...you.You have your own rules of engagement.That will now end.All six of you are going to die for what you've done.You cannot escape from here.You are in a castle in Europe without a living soul for 15 miles in any direction". He stopped,and moved closer to her,tipping up her chin with two fingers.She shook him off,snarling as she did so.He stepped back and snapped his fingers to someone behind her.There was the sound of someone coming forward quickly,then stopping behind her.The two women went around behind her and one pulled down her wet shorts and panties to bare her buttocks.Revy heard Clemenza say ,"Six if you please".,then a woman's voice said, "Six it shall be". A heavy cloth gag was stuffed into her mouth as she struggled back desperately,and then a knotted bit-gag was used over it to keep it in place.The black hood was put over head in a single motion,swift and deft.She didn't have time to blink.


Revy heard a woman's voice count "one",then a swishing sound.At the end of the swishing sound,she felt an excruciating pain as her buttocks were lashed.She cried out then cursed beneath the gaggage.The second stroke was administered perhaps 7-8 seconds after the first,then the third with the same gap between lashes.She was surprised to hear "seven" counted shortly after,then realized she was going to suffer six dozen,not six.She twisted and squirmed to free herself to no avail.The lash-a long,wide,heavy,leather strap continued to fall for three dozen lashes,then was changed to a long,well-knotted cat-o-nine tails for the last three dozen.She could feel her buttocks being wet down with brine,then salted to make the flogging truly excruciating.When the 37th lash fell,the pain covered all of both her buttocks.The woman carrying out the whipping was expert at the art and craft of the whipping post.The flogging was indescribably agonizing as the knots and tails flogged her buttocks red raw with welts and countless small,bleeding cuts.She wet herself on the 53rd lash and soiled herself badly on the 65th,to the applause and bemusement of the witnesses,as the mess fell onto the floor suddenly in several large sized pieces.The sawdust beneath her superbly flogged buttocks was drenched with urine and piled with stool When her sentence was done,the onlookers came back around to face her while Clemenza spoke again.
"You and your colleagues will all be executed over the next several days and you are to go last.The methods used will be the guillotine,the chopping block and axe,the garrotte and the gallows.Any of you who suffer beheading will be hanged first and cut down before expiring.Or the garrotte may be used or both.The whipping post will be used liberally with all of you.You will all pay for sins,l assure you." He stepped forward a few steps and seized her head by her hair through the hood,then nodding to the woman holding the strap in her hand,said "two dozen Gabrielle,if you please."He snatched off her hood,and nodded to Gabrielle to begin.The onlookers all smiled and chose to watch her face as the strap was raised high at arm's length,then brought down in a clean,cruel arc and vigorously applied across both writhing buttocks.All the onlookers enjoyed the strapping,lash by lash,and applauded the punisher for her work when it was over.She thrashed violently and cried out loudly beneath the heavy gagging,as each stroke was inflicted across her bruised and bleeding buttocks.


Clemenza began to speak after those present settled down.Largely,he addressed Revy,who was now beginning to grasp the hopelessness of her position,both now as she lay bound to the punishment horse,and in the long-term,which,in reality,would be the short-term for her and her colleagues.
He asked Gabrielle and her two assistants to come forward.Gabrielle was forty-three,and had the distinction of having a grandfather who had been the regional executioner in Northern Austria for over thirty years.He had been proficient with the gallows,the block and axe and later,the guillotine.He had also garrotted two women and three men--all slow,gruesome executions.He described many of the executions to his granddaughter after she was older,and why they had been carried out.She had been hired by several crime organizations to carry out the executions of the six offenders for various violations of the criminal code.She had made suggestions to the representatives of the involved organizations that the guilty suffer traditional punishments-hanging,beheading,garrotting,and any corporal punishments,such as branding,flogging and castration.Gabrielle and her two assistants,both attractive women in their mid-thirties,outlined punishment for each of the guilty,Jeanne and Letitia,were well-read and well-coached by Gabrielle,and were eager to do their part to see justice done to the wicked--three men and three women to answer for their crimes.All were to be flogged daily and hanged or garroted daily,then cut down or unclamped before death happened,to receive further punishment the following day.All six would suffer for two days,Revy would suffer for three.One of the men was going to have his genitals slowly severed in front of the mother of a boy he had molested. Gabrielle would carry it out and Letitia would assist her.All the guilty would look on as well as a number of others while it was being done.Gabrielle began to laugh--"l must remember to gag monsieur well for his cutting-off." The following day,at dawn,the march to the scaffold would begin for Revy and her cohorts.


The scaffold had been built according to Gabrielle's specifications.The traditional 13 steps led to a platform where justice would be carried out.The scaffold floor held the guillotine,tall and austere,painted a dull black and used for twenty-three years in southern France,on the right,the basket a few feet from the front edge,and the bascule several feet from the side,in back,so that the preparation of the guilty could be fully viewed.The heads of seven guilty women,and twenty-nine guilty men had been severed into the basket and held up,bleeding for the crowd to cheer,a rising swell of voices looking in awe at the suffering faces of the victims,the women rushing forward eagerly to hold floral handkerchieves under the dripping stump as the head,still alive,was carried along the front and both sides of the scaffold to be viewed by all present.On the far left was a traditional wooden chopping block-the high block-at which the guilty would kneel to face Gabrielle and the heavy axe she would use.Behind it was the garroting chair on which all would suffer and on which two would die.In the center was the gallows crossbeam from which two would hang until dead,one,a man,drawn up slowly to dangle and fart,and the other,a woman,a clean drop through the trapdoor-7 feet,8 inches,to crush the second cervical vertebra and stretch her neck not less than four inches,and on which all would suffer multiple agonizing hoistings.In front of the trapdoor was the heavy,wooden whipping post on which all would be strapped and flogged across buttocks and back.The scaffold would be a busy place--a place of traditional retribution visited on the truly culpable who had stepped far out of the bounds of accepted rules and had become too dangerous and erratic to be allowed to continue.Gabrielle knew she would be truly satisfied with each execution and each separate other punishment.She and her assistants all liked flogging a great deal and all were expert at inflicting it. They were ready to mete out justice to the six killers and would enjoy doing it.They were ready now.
They assembled at the scaffold at 4:30 in the morning and three of the prisoners were brought up the scaffold steps shortly after,as Gabrielle had ordered,two struggling badly,but futilely.All three were put kneeling beneath the crossbeam of the gallows as the remaining three were brought in and put kneeling below. Revy,her hands bound behind her,her buttocks and back exquisitely tender from the floggings,watched as the three were stood up and noosed then each drawn slowly up to kick for all to see-a woman,Chandelle,and two men-Wolf and his henchman assistant Rolf .It wasn't a pretty sight.


The three,all of them naked,did a lively dance in front of everyone,all kicking with incredible violence.Each noose had been placed well to the side to prolong their suffering,and much of each one's weight was borne by the jaw to avoid pressure on the airpipe. Both men became erect only moments after they were left swinging freely 4 feet off the scaffold floor,and would therefore not lose the contents of their bladders just yet,but Chandelle lost hers almost immediately-it fairly poured out,first down her legs in a torrential gush,part of which was flung several feet in every direction as her toes were soon dripping with urine. It was flung visibly as she twisted and kicked for all to see. A minute and a half into the hanging,she came uncontrollably,her torso writhing in pleasure and agony,then thrusting rapidly back and forth as she dangled.Both men began to come shortly after,torsos thrusting.Gabrielle went over to Wolf,the man on the right,reached up,and before he could come,she wrenched his scrotum,squeezing his testicles as hard as she could.After he was cut down and flogged,he was going to the garroting chair to choke painfully while Gabrielle and Letitia removed his genitals.Even though he was gasping as he strangled on the rope,he reacted to Gabrielle's cruel twisting of his scrotum.A deep scream,muffled by the noose gurgled and rumbled in his throat.The other man--known as Hawk--twisted and writhed and his torso thrashed rhythmically. A moment later there were milky squirtings pulsing from his penis as he dangled.Jeanne snatched a large black,floral handkerchief from her cleavage ,opened it with a quick snap and held it over his penis as he squirted into it,then kept it there firmly milking it until he was dry. A few of the women watching the awful dance from their chairs below the scaffold,their laps covered with sweaters or jackets,slipped their fingers into their damp panties,and breathed and sighed for the terrible sweetness of such beautiful justice.All three of the guilty were lowered down after five minutes of suffering,but left on tip-toe,and their hands retied in front of them so that Gabrielle could flog them well.They were each given a dozen lashes across the bare back,then a dozen more across the bare buttocks. After their floggings,Wolf was dragged to the garroting chair struggling desperately,as the other two were put on their knees nearby to watch the awful punishment he was going to receive. Revy watched from below,knowing that she too would be severely punished before her final moments of execution took place. The mother of the molested boy mounted the scaffold steps,brushing Revy as she walked past. Gabrielle smiled at the woman as she came to stand before the guilty man.Letitia held her hand briefly and promised her it would be awful.


When everyone was settled and Wolf had been bound to the garrottting chair,Gabrielle said she would pronounce sentence on Wolf and Chandelle,and that after numerous corporal punishments,both would be executed late the following day while thirty onlookers watched. Wolf would be flogged,hanged and finally garroted slowly over a period of one -two hours,alternating tightening and loosening of the metal collar until the final tightening that would crush his larynx and airpipe as he struggled and thrashed,his eyeballs red and bulging, his face plum-purple and his tongue purple-black protruding horribly,saliva pouring from his mouth and the floor beneath his buttocks covered with urine and shit.Chandelle was to suffer the same awful garroting,moment for moment,but would not die on the garrotte.She would be cut down,gagged,and her hands bound behind her,then brought to the right side of the scaffold to face the guillotine.She was to be strapped to the bascule immediately,tipped forward and lunetted,and a basket put under the block to receive her head when justice was served. Gabrielle had six spikes ready to receive the heads of the six men and women who were being executed.By whatever method they were executed,the head of each would grace the spike.Chandelle,who became agitated at even the utterance of the word "guillotine",was taken to it and flogged on it,tied to the bascule twice daily.with the raising of the blade and the dropping of the blade being done as she suffered a severe Jeanne or Gabrielle flogging,staring in terror at the beveled steel blade which would soon chop her pretty head off in front of thirty men and women,and three punishers.
Next Wolf was sentenced to lose his genitals for his crimes,and that was going to be done without further adieu.He watched in horror as a medium-sized glass jar with a clear fluid,about 3/4 full was set on a small table,with various metal instruments,and sharp and dull knives.The metal collar was tightened to the point of snugness only. His arms had been drawn behind the thick,wooden post and nailed to it with large nails through each palm and each wrist.He could not cry out because he had become hoarse from the floggings and hoistings.Instead,he made a horrid rasping sound.His feet were nailed down as well.The seat on which he sat was open beneath his buttocks to accommodate his messings when he lost control of his functions.His genitals,however,lay on good solid wood,and it would serve as a workbench for the two women.lt was going to be done slowly and he would not be able to budge as much as an inch as it was being carried out. Both women sat on stools to do their work,while everyone else stood to watch,except Chandelle and Hawk.Gabrielle nodded to Letitia and they began.


Wolf's eyes widened and he was sweating profusely.He was squirming in earnest,completely panicked,but couldn't move as much as a hair's breadth,so securely and tightly was he bound and nailed.His voice came out as a gurgly rasp,faster and faster as Gabrielle gatherd his scrotum in her hand and squeezed as hard as she could,sending him into paroxysms of pain.She did this several times then Letitia stroked his penis until it became erect.She then gripped it firmly as Gabrielle took a dull knife from the table and cut it off slowly tearing the flesh as she sawed it off where it met the scrotum.Blood poured from the wound as it was done then urine gushed out from the bloody stump.Letitia seared the stump,bleeding and raw, with a small, red-hot iron,but leaving the center alone so that he could still urinate.The same dull knife was then heated red-hot and Gabrielle used it to remove his scrotum and testicles over several minutes.When it was over she held up his genitals for all to see,then dropped them into the jar of alcohol,first splashing the gaping wound.She snatched a large,dark floral handkerchief from her cleavage and dried her hands with it--a bloody souvenir to remember her work whenever she used it to blow her nose.She next looked right at Revy,and motioned that she be brought up.
Her assistants went down the steps and over to Revy.They seized her quickly,Letitia slapping her hard across the face,then gripping her under her bound arms,brought her to her feet with Jeanne. She was marched up the steps and brought to Gabrielle,who stood by the gallows,the middle noose in her hand. She was turned to face the onlookers below as the noose was put around her neck and tightened on the side.She was brought up on tiptoe,farting loudly as she was slowly hoisted by Gabrielle and Letitia,then there was a panicked scrabbling of her feet and legs as the floor of the scaffold receded and she dangled sweet and pretty,four feet off the platform floor.There was a frantic kicking,legs thrashing wildly and her torso bucking in every direction as she danced for all to see.Urine ran down her legs and stool fell onto the floor in large lumps beneath her twisting buttocks.She was left to kick for six full minutes,then cut down and flogged a dozen of Gabrielle's finest lashes across first,her bare buttocks and then a dozen more aross her bare back. She was next rehoisted while the cuts were salted and rinsed with alcohol,thrashing violently as it was done..Gabrielle took her time,massaging in the salt vigorously,then rinsing her clean with rubbing alcohol,salt,blood and flecks of bloody flesh rinsed away.Revy kicked demonically until she was cut down at the minute mark,gasping for breath,her chest heaving as she knelt in front of Gabrielle.A few minutes later she was taken back to the horse in her cell and tied to it. A large black hood was drawn over her head.Gabrielle said that tomorrow she would be flogged again on the scaffold,then garroted for an hour and a half--tighten-release--over and over,her hands,wrists and feet nailed in place.


Chandelle and Wolf were brought to the scaffold early the following evening,their last trip up the dreaded thirteen steps.Both were put kneeling under the crossbeam of the gallows,naked, as thirty onlookers watched.Both were noosed and then,struggling horribly,drawn up high to kick for five full minutes.Puddles of urine soon covered the floor beneath each of them as they thrashed in agony,their necks stretching with infinite slowness.Revy was marched naked up the steps while they danced,her hands bound behind her,cursing.Gabrielle slapped her across the face and warned her that "a single syllable more from your mouth and l will cut the tongue out of your head without so much as another thought".There was immediate applause from the onlookers below,so much so, that Gabrielle assigned Jeanne to carry it out anyway at a later time,of her own choosing.Jeanne said she would put her in the garroting chair after the executions of Wolf and Chandelle,immobilize her head and cut it out with pleasure.Gabrielle nodded and the onlookers applauded again.A string of obscenities poured from Revy's mouth.Gabrielle gagged her with help from Letitia,brought her,struggling to the remaining noose,and a moment later,hanged her high to the delight of the witnesses as Revy kicked for all to see,her face purple,her eyes bulging terribly,and her tongue which would soon be severed,protruding badly from her mouth,purple-black and stiff. Drool poured from the left corner of her mouth onto her shoulder and chest.
Wolf and Chandelle were cut down after five minutes and Wolf taken to the garroting chair where he would pay the supreme penalty for his crimes,while Revy was left kicking until five full minutes had passed.Chandelle knelt gasping for breath and sobbing.After Wolf had been garrotted,she would be bound to the guillotine and beheaded by Gabrielle.She was terrified of guillotining,but so subdued by the floggings and hangings ,and so weak,she would be unable to struggle.She would try,but pointlessly.She imagined the awful moment when the blade would kiss her neck,chopping off her head into the waiting basket,still alive when Gabrielle held it up in her hand at arm's length,and still alive and still conscious when it was skewered onto the spike that awaited at the edge of the scaffold.She was made to watch as Wolf was bound to the garroting chair,rasping horribly,his eyes wide'His hands were drawn behind him and renailed to the post through his wrists and palms,and two large nails through each foot immobilized him well.The collar was affixed around his neck ,and Gabrielle began.Wolf moaned and wet himself and lost all control of his bowels just as she began to compress his airpipe.He would suffer by her hand for over an hour and a half. Chandelle watched,knowing that she would be guillotined as soon as he was dead,a cold chill crossing the back of her neck,so soon to be kissed by the blade of Gabrielle.


Wolf's garrotting was masterfully done,first the terrifying tightening of the collar over several minutes as he struggled to breathe against it's pressure.Whenever there was even the faintest exhalation,the collar was given a partial turn,making the collar tighter and making the next inhalation a gasping struggle,as his feet,hands and wrists,all well-nailed wiggled and twisted painfully against the spikes that held them immovable.Revy watched from below,knowing that she would suffer the cutting out of her tongue when he had expired and the guillotining of Chandelle had been carried out.She swallowed,truly fearful as the collar on Wolf's neck was loosened slightly for only two quick breaths and then tightened anew.His eyeballs,now raw-red,were fairly bulging from their socket,the drool from his mouth poured off one side then off his chin and down his chest,the dribble mixed with his sweat.His tongue,purple-black,swollen and stiff,protruded from his mouth as he gasped,and wet and dried,crusted snot ran from his nose into his mouth. Over and over,to the delight of the onlookers,he paid for his crimes with the tightening and loosening of the garrotte collar around his bruised and swollen neck. Finally Jeanne nodded to Gabrielle,and she prepared to administer the coup de grace.She went to the back of the post at the level of his mouth and inserted a long,heavy spike through the back of the post,from front to back until it went just to the back of his neck.She tightened the collar slowly until his airpipe was crushed and his face purple-black.He stiffened in his final agonies as she reached for the hammer.Jeanne held his head immobile and Gabrielle drove the spike completely through his neck and out his mouth.The onlookers stood and applauded the three executioners as he went limp.Letitia turned to face Chandelle,then rolled her eyes slowly in the direction of the guillotine.Chandelle passed out right where she knelt.Revy swallowed and moaned fearfully.As soon as Wolf's body was removed she would be placed in the chair and readied for her punishment. Chandelle was slapped conscious,and brought struggling to her feet by Jeanne and Gabrielle.She resisted the forward motion of the two women,moaning fearfully as she was brought to the back of the guillotine,trying to drag her feet as they went,twisting her body with every step.


Wolf's body was removed after Jeanne had taken an axe and chopped off his head,then skewered it onto the spike-one of six that would grace the edge of the scaffold-on the far left. His eyes bulged hideously,red and bleeding and his face,below his nose,was encrusted with dried snot.At the base of the spike was a jar containing his genitals.
When Chandelle was being brought to the guillotine,she shrank back,twisting her shoulders violently to slip from the grasp of the two women,sobbing pitifully as she was dragged to the bascule and pushed against it,still thrashing as much as she was able with her hands bound behind her.Heavy straps were used to bind her to the plank-at her lower shins,across her bound hands,just above her wrists and across her shoulders.She was left naked, standing,strapped tightly in place,while Revy was brought up the scaffold steps,her mouth gagged,struggling demonically with Jeanne and Letitia,her hands bound behind her and her upper arms immobilized with a heavy strap.Gabrielle came down the last few top steps to help her assistants when the struggle became difficult.She seized Revy's hair and pulled hard to guide her to the chair.She flailed like a madwoman and when she was finally subdued and bound in place with nails and rope,the onlookers applauded.The metal collar was affixed around her neck and tightened until she breathed only with difficulty. Then she was left,writhing painfully while the beheading of the terrified Chandelle was addressed.Gabrielle smiled at her as she raised the mouton and it clicked into place at the top.. lt would remain ready until she released it by pulling the lever sharply,sending it to the block below. The suffering Chandelle,sobbing pitiably,was no longer a heartless killer,but a remorseful woman,seeking mercy from her accusers and her executioner.Jeanne reached up with a pair of shears and crudely cut off Chandelle's hair-all but a scraggly tuft of now matted hair,covered in dirt and sweat-a grotesque haircut that would leave only an ugly patch on top for Gabrielle to seize to pluck it bleeding from the basket. Chandelle turned her head in the universal gesture of pleading for mercy.The two women tipped her forward,the terrified victim still struggling and writhing as she wet herself,urine pouring off the edge of the bascule to the amusement of all present. She was brought forward,positioned beneath the blade and the lunette dropped on her neck to hold her head in place. Gabrielle bent down and whispered to her that she would now have the pleasure of chopping off her head while all looked on to see it done.Chandelle sobbed,a long,sorrowful wail.Gabrielle murmered,"Jusice be done". Silence filled the space. A woman of about 25,sitting near the back with her female lover stood and covered her mouth with a lace handkerchief,and waited for Gabrielle to carry out the sentence. A moment later,she stepped to the side to avoid the awful spray and squirting of blood that was about to occur,then grasped the declit firmly in her hand,and looked upon the guilty victim with complete unsympathy.


There was a final hysterical sob from Chandelle as she lay bound,and struggling, to have her head chopped off,tightly fastened to the bascule,and white with fear. Jeanne saw the pallor on the suffering woman's face,reached down and seized the ugly tuft of hair atop her head,and slapped her harshly across both cheeks,over and over causing her to cry out beneath the gags,and her face to redden from both the slapping itself and the shame and embarrassment of a good,mean slapping in front of an enthusiastic audience with the hands tied as it was done.Gabrielle knew that she would remain conscious longer after the guillotining if the blood supply to her head was good.Her mental suffering,so great and so acute,would be worse as she was shown the severed neck on her body and the sharp metal spike which would receive her head while still it lived.The spiking or skewering of the head often left the victim's mouth agape,and the eyes full of mental anguish and physical suffering.Chandelle's guillotining would be dramatic.Her awareness of her own beheading would fill her with horror and the look of agony would cover her face as Gabrielle slapped it and carried the woman's head to the front of the scaffold,held aloft at arm's length.
Gabrielle again seized the declit,and pulled it sharply releasing the mouton.Chandelle shrieked when she heard the click of the declit.The blade severed both the sound,and the woman's head with the swiftest and most terrible of mercies,and Gabrielle was applauded before she could reach down and seize the still-living head.Blood shot from the severed neck as it lay on the block,first going out in a continuous stream,then tapering back quickly,then pumping in violent squirts as the heart continued beating ,entirely on it's own.She reached into the basket and grasped the head by it's hair tuft,and brought it up quickly,holding it aloft in her hand to be witnessed.,blood pouring from the raw,twitching stump,eyes staring,the cheeks tear-streaked.Revy watched with rising anxiety,knowing her moments with her own tongue were numbered.It would be cut out for all to see.She would be garrotted and then unable to keep her tongue in her mouth.It would be seized with pliers and stretched out,then cut off at the very base with red hot knives that stanched the bleeding as it was done.Gabrielle would do it as slowly as possible. Chandelle's head was quite alive when it was placed on the spike,first rested on it,then a moment later pushed down hard,causing her mouth to fly open and the drool to pour from it,as it was cruelly and very firmly mounted onto the spike.Her eyes were wide with horror as consciousness finally left. Gabrielle turned to face Remy,,now pale and fearful, then turned back and nodded to Jeanne and Letitia that they could begin.Remy wet herself a moment later,adding to the puddle left by Wolf.

Revy could not move her head at all since it was fitted into a vice as it lay back against the post.She followed her executioners only with her eyes,now wide with fear.Jeanne put the lip of a metal clamp over her lower jaw in the middle of her mouth, pulled it down hard to open her mouth as wide as it would go, and tied it off below.Her tongue could now be cut out,with her head and jaw unable to budge even a hair's breadth.Letitia tightened the collar of the garrotte,forcing Revy to stick out her tongue a few seconds later.Jeanne seized it firmly with large wide-mouth pliers,pulling slowily until it revealed the very base of the tongue at the top of her throat.She kept tension on the pliers,then took a red-hot scissors and slowly sliced her tongue straight up the center,as Revy gasped and shrieked,the bleeding tongue seared as it was cut.She cut about halfway back,then went to the very base of her tongue and cut across from left to right.At the mid-point,she cut back to thefront,cutting off the entire left half of the tongue.She stood and displayed it,still crunched in the pliers,the muscle fibers twitching at the charred edges..Jeanne turned and held the gruesome flesh a few inches from her eyes.Letitia came around,and began to sever the other half as Revy continued to shriek.Jeanne tightened the collar and Letitia reached in to grasp the remaining stump in the plier's grip.She pulled back as Jeanne had done,sliced up the center to the base and then cut across to sever it completely.Revy defecated and lost control of her bladder.She tried to howl when the collar was loosened,but was hoarse from screaming so much since her time on the scaffold began.Her tongue was dropped into the same kind of jar that held Wolf's genitals and placed next to the last spike which would soon bear her severed head. Revy was taken back to her cell,barely able to stand.She was seated in a chair and tied to it,then a tube threaded through her nose,down the back of her throat into her stomach to keep her hydrated and nourished for her remaining two days.Then she was put over the horse for the night.Two more would die the next day,and Revy would be flogged while hanging by her neck.


The following morning the former operative known as The White Queen was brought to the scaffold for the last time.With her was her co-conspirator,known as Hawk.Both would die for their crimes,she by beheading on the block,a fate that she dreaded and feared,he by the noose. Watching them struggle would be as enjoyable as the moments when her head was chopped off ,and he danced on the high rope.Their heads would occupy the third and fourth positions on the row of spikes.Both were hanged high and flogged as they dangled,then while they both continued thrashing Revy was hanged as well and her buttocks lashed as she kicked three feet above the scaffold floor. Hawk was cut down and allowed to recover,while the two women were left kicking violently above. He struggled furiously but was quickly subdued and prepared for his final moments.Kneeling before the hooded Gabrielle,his neck was noosed by the firm hand of Letitia,who positioned him just so beneath the crossbeam for the hangwoman.She and Jeanne took the rope while Letitia shook out a large black hood,then standing before him,she pronounced formal sentence then drew the hood over his head for all to witness.His hands,bound behind his back,twisted and writhed ,still trying to break free.The women were applauded for their work as he was drawn up high and left to thrash until death. Both dangling women were cut down and Revy,blue and struggling to gasp in a breath was placed facing the wooden block where The White Queen was to be beheaded in only a few moments.The latter was dragged to the block,moaning and sobbing,still trying to resist,knowing her severed head would soon adorn the fourth spike,her eyes wide and full of the most abject terror.Letitia was in no fit frame of mind to do combat with the struggling victim,and she slapped her hard across the face,then continuing to grip the suffering woman's hair,pulled her throat onto the block,and held it there Gabrielle again raised the axe,and brought it down with great force,chopping off the woman's head,all but a small patch of flesh at the throat,and clipping off her last cry.Her head dangled from the block as blood poured from the raw stump in a long stream that shot out several feet from the block. Letitia seized her hair and stretched it out,then cut back and forth with a long sharp knife until it was severed.Her head fell with a thud onto the scaffold floor,did a half roll-turn and came to rest,the eyes agape and her tongue licking her lips as if in preparation to speak.Gabrielle picked it up and turned the face to look at the squirting stump of her neck.The eyes looked on in horror and then widened further as she was shown the dreaded spike.The head was turned to face the onlookers,positioned atop the fourth spike,and then skewered onto it.The mouth flew open and tears trickled down her cheeks as the drool ran from her mouth and off her chin. Revy watched transfixed with pain and fear.ln twenty-four hours,her own head would be mounted on the last spike to the applause of the onlookers.

Gabrielle reminded her that she and her remaining cohort would be executed at dawn,he to die first for his many heinous crimes,and she,shortly after.Both would hang for not less than five minutes,then he cut down and taken to the garroting chair and put in place while she continued to swing high. When he was prepared,she would be cut down and put kneeling by the chair to watch him suffer for not less than a full hour--tightening it until purple,then the collar loosened to allow brief breathing.Over and over,until the final time.Gabrielle looked right at Revy.There would be more.

The tube was left in place through her nose,ending in her stomach to keep her well-hydrated and nourished.The stump of her tongue was constantly painful and she often choked on her own saliva,because her ability to swallow was dependent on her having a tongue,but hers had been slowly and painfully cut out by Jeanne and Letitia,while her head was held immobile in the garrotte vice,and her lower jaw easily pulled down and weighted to allow the executioners to do their awful duty.The tongue itself,held in the firm grip of the pliers was pulled tight for the red-hot scissors Jeanne and Letitia had used.Revy's eyes widened in horror as she saw the hot metal instruments picked up,and brought to her immobile mouth. After the executions of Viper and the White Queen,Revy had been taken back to her cell,and put over the horse.After her arms and legs were fully bound,Letitia drew a black hood over Revy's head,took a long,wide leather strap,and whipped her buttocks vigorously three dozen harsh lashes across each cheek,Revy's torso writhing and squirming and twisting as the lash fell.It was a superbly carried-out strapping that made Gabrielle wince and smile as each stroke was administered.Letitia strapped her slowly,waiting for the pain to fade before the next stroke was inflicted,this to prolong the punishment.She stood behind the victim on the side,raised the strap high at arm's length,then brought it down in a swift,clean,unhesitating stroke,lashing the cheek.With each lash came the sound of the strap falling,a sharp,quick whooshing sound of the leather traversing the arc of the stroke,then the sound of the leather striking the upturned cheek,followed by the cry of the suffering victim.Typically,a well carried-out,traditional strapping will leave the guilty man's or woman's torso writhing and squirming on the end of the horse,and Revy was no exception.She twisted with each lash,and made continuous grunting sounds since she was unable to speak.When the strapping was finally over,her buttocks twitched and spasmed for nearly fifteen minutes,testament to the severity of Letitia's strappings.Revy sobbed in pain and frustration as the strap fell,and wet herself in a flood after receiving the thirtieth stroke.

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On the final day of the executions,just as the sun was rising,Revy was brought,naked,her hands bound behind her,to the dreaded scaffold.All the onlookers watched as she was brought before them,most smiling,some laughing,some utterly serious.She struggled desperately as she was dragged up the thirteen steps to face Gabrielle.Beneath the crossbeam from which she was about to hang yet again,was the other remaining conspirator,Cerberus,his head bowed in supplication to the women.He would swing as well--both together,then he would be cut down,his genitals severed,and his head chopped off and mounted on the fifth spike.Letitia and Jeanne brought Revy to the crossbeam and Jeanne noosed her expertly,while Letitia drew her up on her very toetips.Gabrielle took the rope as Revy moaned and sobbed,only her eyeballs moving as Gabrielle began to raise her high,her eyeballs now bulging hideously from their sockets,her face turning a gruesome purple-black. Revy's legs were strapped together above her knees,but her lower legs kicked and flailed wildly,four feet off the scaffold floor,drawing a variety of responses from the witnesses.Cerberus was drawn to his feet,noosed and his legs bound as Revy's were,then Gabrielle drew him high and left him kicking vigorously next to Revy.Letitia and Jeanne flogged them both as they danced for their crimes before the onlookers.Both guilty victims lost all control of their functions,and the scaffold floor was covered with urine,and mounds of feces beneath each dangling prisoner.After five full minutes,Cerberus was cut down and dragged to the garroting chair,gasping for breath,his face blue-purple from the hanging.Revy was left thrashing,and Jeanne continued to flog her with a superb,well-knotted cat-o-nine tails as she danced.

Cerberus was immobilized in the garroting chair,each of his feet nailed down with two,wide-headed nails,both thick,heavy spikes,causing agonizing suffering.His hands were brought behind the post and each nailed twice as well--one through each palm and one through each wrist.His knees were spread apart,and tied off.He watched in horror,still gasping,as Gabrielle spread his genitals before him on the wooden chair.She addressed the onlookers and asked all the women to come up and witness punishment.His genitals were to be cut off by one of his victims,the young woman now standing next to Gabrielle.Cerberus struggled terribly as the woman approached him,then stood facing him."You raped me in the hotel stairwell several years ago.Remember? I do.In New York.With a gun at my head-your gun,while l pleaded with you and you laughed". She glared at him,as he looked back,terrified.

Revy was cut down before she could expire,but suffered a severe,seven-minute hanging before she was lowered. Cerberus moaned fearfully,almost a long,low howl as the woman who had just spoken,bent over his genitals with a wide-lipped pliers She stroked him erect then seized his penis quickly and held most of the tip tightly with the pliers,causing him to scream in agony."My name is Catherine--you didn't bother to ask even my name".He watched as she took a dull,serated-edge knife and pushed.....


She pushed the dull knife slowly through his penis at it's very base,causing Cerberus to howl in pain.A long turd issued forth and remained hanging from his anus,poised over the floor beneath,causing several of the women to snatch out scented handkerchieves to cover their mouths and noses.The women watched as the blood seeped around the knife edges,and began to spread.She gripped the pliers tightly,crushing the tip flat,then slit him up the center pushing and slicing slowly as she went,a thin smile on her face."Do you remember the stairwell"?,she asked him,as he watched in horror.She then seized his testicles,each with the pliers, and using a thick nail and a hammer,nailed each crushed testicle to the wooden board on which he was immobilized.The dangling turd fell as more came out and again,remained dangling.Cerberus screamed in agony as each testicle was nailed.The women watched as she returned to the pliers and took them,firmly,pulling the mangled penis as blood continued to pour from the severed flesh.She took the knife and severed his penis in excruciating slices,first the tip,then reapplying the pliers each time to seize the raw stump,continued to slice off more and more,as he screamed non-stop.The pieces were deposited in the jar of bloody alcohol.Turning her attention to his testicles,she smashed each with the hammer,until he shrieked like an animal in front of her,then using her pliers to grip them tightly cut each one off in pieces,searing as she went with a red-hot iron.When she was done,he remained screaming,looking down at his groin,now completely absent of his genitals.eyes wide,barely able to breathe between screams.One of the women bent down and picked up the bloody jar and held it before him to see--more than fifteen pieces,severed in agony for his crimes.

Revy watched in horror,knowing that her own moments were indeed numbered.Gabrielle put the garrotte collar around his neck and the women remained on the scaffold to watch her strangle him slowly for his crimes.She kept him alive for over an hour,his tongue purple,his eyes bulging hideously from their sockets when she administered the coup de gras and chopped off his head with a single clean stroke.She seized his head by it's hair,held it aloft to be witnessed,then mounted it still,alive and bleeding,onto the heavy spike at the front of the scaffold.She rested the head on the spike then pushed it down hard to skewer it.His eyes rolled and his tongue protruded in response as the onlookers applauded.Only Revy remained.All eyes were upon her as Letitia and Gabrielle brought her to her feet,struggling desperately.Only one spike remained to be filled.


Revy continued struggling but was no match for her executioners,and she was quickly subdued,and stood,tied to the whipping post for her last flogging.Her hands were tied high above her head and her feet spread far apart.,She was then flogged unmercifully by Gabrielle,who raised the cat high and brought it down and across to flog the suffering flesh of her back,buttocks and legs.She screamed aloud as each stroke fell,but only raspy sounds were produced,and her tongue,having been cut out of her head,made any speech impossible.Letitia kept her skin wet with salt brine to heighten her agony.The skin had been tattered by the knotted cat and some hung in little bloody strips on her back,buttocks and legs.After the flogging she was again hanged by her neck,the noose carefully positioned to spare the airpipe as much as possible.Revy kicked violently,her legs flailing wildly in the air as she danced,her eyes bulging and red and watering,urine pouring down her legs first,then she lost all control of her bowels to the shrieks and gasps of the onlookers,leaving a long,grotesque turd hanging from her anus as she thrashed in front of them.

She was cut down as she lost consciousness,then brought to the front of the scaffold for her final moments,and put on her knees to face her accusers and her judges.Her hands were bound behind her back and her knees spread apart.Her wrists were bound tightly to her ankles.She was gasping for breath and suffering unimagineably from her flogging and hanging.Gabrielle approached her from behind,her sword in her hand as she came nearer,and took her position.A woman in the crowd below raised her hand and said,"I will have her ears,please".Letitia motioned for her to mount the scaffold,and the woman came up slowly,her eyes never leaving Remy's.She was given the same dull knife and pliers that had been used to sever the genitals of Cerberus,and a glass jar with alcohol in which to put Revy's ears.Revy began to struggle when the woman approached her,but was made steady as the woman came to her side and quickly seized both Revy's ears and wrenched them cruelly while Gabrielle and Letitia kept her from moving her head.The woman reached down and seizing Revy's left ear severed it in several pieces,Revy howling in pain and rasping hideously as it was slowly done.She severed her right ear slowly,and in several pieces like the left,leaving a dozen and a half pieces of the bleeding flesh sitting in alcohol when she was done. Alcohol was poured over the gaping gashes that were now where Revy's ears had been,causing the guilty woman to squirm and writhe in agony.

Gabrielle nodded to Letitia and the assistant seized Revy's head by the hair and pulled it tight and forward.Gabrielle raised her sword.The onlookers all stood.Gabrielle brought the sword down in a long,horrific arc,the blade shing in the early light.There was a hiss as the sword severed the woman's head from her body.It was chopped off cleanly,high on Revy's neck,and then fell with a thud onto the scaffold floor,blood issuing from the bleeding stump. Her body remained kneeling,blood squirting forth in a continuous stream,then tapering back quickly to the twitching stump.She toppled over to the side and lay convulsing,hands and feet straining at their bonds.Gabrielle smiled as she bent to grasp the hair on top of Revy's head.She held it up high to be witnessed,Revy's eyes still seeing and her lips twitching,her head was put atop the gruesome spike.Gabrielle pushed it down hard and mounted it on the spike.Justice had been done,and the guilty punished.All six heads looked out upon the crowd.The assassins were no more.