"There's not a lot of work for an executioner here," Miles told me that night as we dined in his quarters. "King Martin keeps his kingdom well ordered... and by and large, the people are happy with their lot."That night, a serving girl came to my room as I was preparing for bed. "The Captain of the Guard thought that you might like some company tonight." she said with a smile.She a couple of years older than I and was comely enough. Long brown hair and a slender figure. wearing only a simple. She had innate ability to quickly learn and adapt anything. And this proved to be just as easy. In matter of hours she became a professional with all sorts of weapons. Knifes, guns, rifles, martial arts. She exceled at all of it, for one Lucian thought his expertise came in different areas, no it was not sex you leeches, but still he wanted to be appraised, he wanted to belong somewhere. He still was figuring out what his calling in life was.After a while of going back and forth through their. After five minuetes of pulling i got him out and i quickly ran to my bedroom and got myself dressed. i walked into the living area and was greated by my mom. "Darling, how are you, it has been so long." she says pulling me into a hug and kissing me on each cheek. i shrugged her off."Hey mom, how are you doing? what brings you her?" i ask pulling away from her grip. she sighed deeply. "Its your father. How do i put this, he passed away." she says in a dramatic voice. the news shocked me and i. Instead, she connected the chains to heavy weights that were laying on the floor, making sure that Vera would not be able to pull her tits back up. With everything secured and in place, Jane grabbed the winch control box and slowly started to raise both crosses, which put Vera's body weight on the lower cross, slowly pushing the needles into her pussy and tits. She was cursing and screaming as her feet were slowly raised off the floor. "Time for the candles," Jane instructed Daphne, who fetched.