The Executioner’s Scissors

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He killed. Now it was his turn to die. In thigh.

"All rise!"
The words rang out in the courtroom of Judge Lila Longlegs, who had a reputation for swift, harsh justice. Murderer Jack Bacon refused to stand as everyone else did and Judge Longlegs glared at him.
"What say the jury?" she asked as everyone sat down.
"The jury finds the defendant guilty on 17 counts of murder," the foreman said.
Judge Longlegs stared at Bacon who glared back at her.
"In light of the finding, I sentence you to death, Mr. Bacon," she said firmly, to which Bacon just sneered at her.
"Bailiff, bring the convicted to the bench now!"
The bailiff lifted the manacled and handcuffed prisoner to his feet and shuffled him to the front of the judge's bench.
"Have you anything to say before I mete out the sentence?"
"Huh?" Bacon growled. "What the fuck are you talking about?"
"I intend to not waste another second or dollar of the court or taxpayer's time, MR. Bacon," Judge Longlegs said, standing up, rising to her full 6-foot-two, undoing her long black hair and shaking it free. "You are to be executed. Now. By me."
"Fuck you, you old cunt," he spat up at her. "I know my rights, bitch! I can tie things up on appeal until you're a wrinkled old twat!"
"We do things differently in my court, in my county," she growled, flipping open her long robe to show a powerful muscular body for a 56-year-old jurist, nary a wrinkle in site, her pecs thick and hard, abs cut and lean, and her long, long legs flowing with steely muscle. "Now bailiff, if you would..."
The judge swept clear her bench and sat up on it, whipping her long legs out before her. AS the jury and onlookers watched, she extended her extremely muscular legs outward and opened them wide. She wore tight black panties and smart black dress shoes, her long, rugged legs encased in sheer nylons that attached to garters, the nylon ending at mid-thigh, thighs thick and hard and bursting with muscle.
"I now pronounce and execute sentence, Mr. Bacon," Judge Longlegs said, her butt at the edge of the bench, those mile-long legs out straight and opened wide. "Bailiff, insert the convicted's face into her honor's crotch!"
"You cunt, you can't..." Bacon screamed, but not for long.
The judge slammed her muscular thighs together once the bailiff shoved his face inside, and her quads leaped out of the creamy skin, rippling angrily as they scissored Bacon's now screaming face. The bailiff assumed the usual position, at the end of her legs, the tall man holding the judge's locked feet up at his shoulder level. Bacon's neck was stretched to the max as the judge squeezed hard, his hands and feet shackled together and his fingers unable to stretch up to her legs to try puling them apart.
"All rise and watch him die in Judge Longlegs' THIGHS!" the bailiff cried out.
The crowd stood and watched as the bailiff raised the judge's feet high above his head, her thighs scissored violently around Bacon's screaming face, lifting him completely off the floor. His body twitched madly as the judge's thighs bulged widely around his face as she clung to the bench with her hands and lifted her muscular ass off the high bench. The bailiff continued to hold her feet up and Bacon's feet shuffled madly in mid air, touching nothing, the chains rattling and the only sound louder in the courtroom being his muffled screams as Judge Longlegs was literally hanging him from her powerful, scissoring thighs. Bacon's head turned bright red in her leggy clamp and as she looked down her long body, the judge looked right into his imploring eyes.
"You disgust me!" she shouted down at him. "How many of YOUR victims looked at you for mercy the way you look at me now? Did you show them any? NO! Will I show you any? NO!"
She continued to squeeze, her iron adductors twisting madly into the sides of his neck, which she felt stretch under her thighs as she hung him in her legs. Neck bones grinded and crackled as she snapped her hips one way and then the other, and blood oozed from his ears, coating her inner thighs, and seeped from his nose and eyeballs, which were now rolled over white in their sockets. She growled and sneered at him and squeezed harder, her mammoth thighs bursting with muscle as she felt the plates in his cranium grind against one another. Bacon's eardrums shattered under the constant, lethal pressure. She squeezed harder, twisted again and snapped his neck. Bacon's feet twitched a foot off the floor as he convulsed in death throes, hanging limply from the judge's long, dominant and very deadly legs. When she finally stopped squeezing and the bailiff let her ankles down, she opened her legs and he slumped to the floor, dead. She straightened out her robe and returned behind the bench.
She walked off to her chambers, confident that justice had been done, anxious for it to be done again...

The End 

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[crushee]

That's a clever way to return a verdict !

[slavejim88]

SWIFT &POWERFFUL 'JUSTICE' Awesome writing