The Dream by msboy8 Story Codes: No-sex non-cons Mdom BD humil Edited by Pairadice The Dream She was naked… naked and bound… naked, bound and gagged. Carol shook her head, it didn’t work. She was still naked, bound and gagged. Carol took a moment to feel how exactly she was bound. Her ankle was chained to a ring in the floor; her left wrist was bolted to a ring set with no slack to the top of the table Her right wrist was also bolted to the table, but there was enough slack for her to write with the pencil in between her fingers. Also, there was a stiff leather collar around her neck that was anchored to something, causing her to sit upright to be able to breathe. That in itself was not too uncomfortable, unfortunately for Carol that wasn’t all. Her nipples were clenched between two clamps that were attached to a thin chain that ran through a ring on the desk. The tethered collar forcing Carol to sit upright caused her nipples and tits to be abnormally distended. It was a choice of either being able to breathe or feel the pain in her tits. She adopted a ritual; sit upright and take a deep breath, then she leaned forward resting her nipples and tits, but being choked by the collar. When she was totally out of breath, she would sit-up straight, feeling like her nipples were being torn off her breasts, but being able to breathe. Carol was concentrating on this ritual, she could hardly think of anything else. Carol tried to ignore the pain and get her bearings; she was in a large room with a man perched on what looked like a tall, wooden pulpit looking down at her with disdain. To her right, against the far wall was a group of men seated two deep and six across, also looking down at her as if she was a piece of meat, not a person. There were two tables facing the lone man. Each table had a man seated at it facing the lone man. Carol finally realized where she was, she was in a court room! Not only that, she was the defendant! “How do you plead?” Carol heard the judge say. She tried to speak and could not respond through the gag. Carol looked her defense attorney with desperate eyes. He nodded down to the table. Every woman that went on trial was assumed to be right handed, if the Public Defender couldn’t read what she wrote, then that was too bad. She scribbled ‘innocent’ on the provided piece of paper. Carol’s attorney shook his head at her. The Judge repeated, “How do you plead, guilty or not guilty?” Carol wrote ‘Not Guilty’ as quick as she could. Her lawyer tisk-tisked, but she was adamant. Carol jabbed the pencil down on what she had written. Her lawyer looked up at the judge and muttered, “Not guilty.” The Judge sat more upright in his chair; he was getting the impression that this would not be a normal trial. “I will accept your plea of Not Guilty, but I am required to inform you that you are Guilty until proven Innocent. Is the Prosecution ready to proceed?” The Prosecutor indicated that he was and the Judge told him, “You may proceed.” “Your Honor, members of the Jury, my esteemed opponent; I will prove the defendant guilty of all charges beyond the shadow of a doubt. Eye witness testimony will show that the defendant illegally attempted to hide her naked body and that when presented with a valid health card and asked for sex, that she willfully denied said man and attempted to flee.” Once the Prosecutor had resumed his seat, the Public Defender stood. “My client denies all culpability in this matter. In addition the evidence will prove her innocent.” ‘What are you doing?’ Carol scribbled on the paper. Her attorney whispered to her, “Even I can see that you are guilty as sin, but I have to make some defense.” The Public Defender sat down and the Judge rapped his gavel, telling the Prosecutor to make his case. “As my first witness I call Justin Wormwood.” A construction worker in a tank-top was sworn in and sat in the witness chair. “Mr. Wormwood, please tell the court what you saw.” “I saw the bitch,” he pointed at the defendant, “trying to skulk around in a trench coat. There wasn’t even a cloud in the sky either. Well, I took my hammer in hand and crept up close behind the person in the trench coat. I crept so close that it was a woman, so I said to myself that if she was supposed to be covered, she wouldn’t be skulking around.” The construction worker looked at the judge, “You know yer Honor, if she was like an old crone or disfigured. So, I ripped the coat off saw this tomato standing there naked, like she was supposed to be all the time. I tore her coat to shreds with my claw hammer, and then sent her on her way with a push on her sexy ass.” The Prosecutor sat down and the Public Defender asked Mr. Wormwood if he had anything to add. “Well, I would have stopped for a piece, but I was working and my health card wasn’t up to date.” That witness was dismissed and a balding man in a suit and tie, one Larry Laclustor, was sworn in. He was asked by the Prosecutor what had happened. “I was just standing of the corner, minding my own business, when this bootylicious babe bumped into me. I took her in my arms, so she wouldn’t fall and scar up that fabulous body. The next thing I know she’s scratching at me with her claws.” He rolled up his sleeve and showed the marks on his arm. “I’m no fool, so I let her go and pulled out my health card, figuring she thought I wasn’t clean. I had just got my health card updated, so I told her I was clean and to bend over. The next thing I know, she slipped past me and ran. Hey, I was clean and couldn’t understand her actions.” The Prosecutor held up a health card and asked Mr. Lacklustor if he could identify it. “Yeah, that’s my card and it’s up to date too!” The Prosecutor entered the card as evidence and sat down. The Public Defender rose and asked if his client had run before or after had had shown her the card. “After, definitely after. That bitch had no reason to run!” The witness was dismissed and the state rested. The Public Defender rose and addressed the Judge. “Your Honor; my client has no choice but to throw herself on the mercy of the court.” Carol started writing frantically and poked the Public Defender in the leg. He read what she had written and shook his head. “Excuse me your Honor, I spoke out of turn. My client awaits the Justice of the Jury.” The Judge asked the Jury if they needed to retire. “No your Honor; we are ready to offer a unanimous verdict.” The other men on the Jury nodded in agreement. “We find the defendant, Guilty as charged!” Carol had expected no less and waiting for the Judge to issue the punishment. The Judge banged his gavel until everyone was quiet. He was pissed off; he had been looking forward to a blow-job when the defendant threw herself on the mercy of the court. “I sentence you, Carol M, to five days in the public stocks to be used by anyone who has the desire to use your body for their pleasure. Sentence to be carried out immediately, take her away!” He then turned to the Jury and said, “I call dibs gentlemen, you get sloppy seconds.” - - - - - Carol awoke from her dream and the soreness in her body. She rolled from her back onto her side. Carol rubbed her swollen stomach trying to get her soon to be daughter to calm down and let her rest. You see, Carol was nine months pregnant with a girl. I wonder what life will be like when my little girl grows up. Just how much could things change? Copyright 2006 msboy8 (email=msboy8@yahoo.com) ?? ?? ?? ??