She had always liked ?the hairpin?, a comically humiliating method of nale execution in which the doomed man is tied tightly and precipitously over a ...ail with his buttocks pointed straight up.A thin-bladed, exceedingly sharp-pointed saber is inserted into the male’s conspicuously upraised anus and brought slowly and agonizingly downward, inflciting fatal injury on his internal organs.The woman (or girl) wielding the saber had to maintain the correct angle so that the blade made its way. . I let out a low, guttural moan and spread my legs even further, encouraging her to go even deeper in my pussy with her fingers. She continued stroking her fingers into and out of my cunt, and I moved my hips with her strokes as I felt myself approaching a massive orgasm. Her knuckles were hitting my g-spot perfectly, and in no time, an electrifying climax racked my entire body. She kept her fingers inside me, but slowed down her strokes, as my orgasm washed over me.As I lay there, moaning. He has no wisdom ... Saul and David? Sounds like the Israelites. When I was a boy and my father a helmsman, we traded with them sometimes, traded stories too. That was one story I missed."Megan gulped. "Uh, yeah..."Edom added quietly. "It was on a trip south that I first met my wife..." He shrugged. "Ethbaal took your gesture as a supreme insult. The cloak was his symbol of power. You speak of defecation? Ethbaal would have chosen to defecate before laughing women rather than lose it."Megan did. " You are not. You are a false Nemesis. How did you get into my house?" Why do you say I am false?" Goddesses don't just drop in, in the middle of the night, and if you were really Nemesis, rather than a woman with damage to her head, then I would not be able to see you, unless you willed it." Well then... I willed it." You did not, woman of lies. You showed surprise when I first spoke." I thought you were asleep, Tiros of little trust." You are not Nemesis. I fear you not." Oh, it isn't.