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Red Deer, 1 (details) by Decollate1
Red Deer, 1 (details)
"She's not wearing anything down there, I could see her cunt breathing!"

At least that's what he said, he ran to me with those words, just fer a second ahead of the other boys just to see my face, then ran back beneath the scaffolds where others still held his gaping spot fer him beneath the planks, burrowing again beneath her warm sprawl. Where her nude hips still reigned and breathed.

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I must say kid, I don't really remember if she was naked as I said, all naked like that, like I said, in that way. 
But as ye and ye boys see, it's all grandpa's mind could see, all I could see these days, or whenever- what's been branded in his fraying brain. 

That's why...
That's why kids, I apologize again, that I kept calling out her name these nights. I guess- as ye said, maybe that's why I chased after that red hair lass yer age all over the town last week, calling her by that name, that same...name. I'm sorry boys, I thought she was...her. Sorry if ye all wanted that lass, fer ruining it bad fer ye. And its right ye stopped me chasin'  I slap me head now because that's how much I'm sorry, yes? 

I could- I could remember things again, and...now I know I haven't been...myself, ye'd already explained that plenty to me. I don't know how long...this will last, before I fancy meself a much younger, stupider man again. Or before I start to loose things again. So I will say what ye wanted me to say- as much of it ye can get. Eeegh, damn skull. Still can't remember me age, lads, just...things everywhere, littered in me head, some make sense, some familiar. Others, I know that I know, but don't much reckon, though I know I should know. 

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Well, the girl, the one with the name...that I remember- she's still something I see. I never forgot her. 
She's my sitter, that one, I drank from her bosoms. Then she taught me sweet words. 
She's what I've seen my whole life, and she's been with me ye see, in my soul, before all of ye were born, and there when all of ye knew me.
ye just didn't know. She's in my head before and when- yer grandmother- God rest her soul, knew me, and she's in my head before I raised yer father, and before he met yer damned mother. 

Oh- she's dead, yer mother? 
Well. That's one good thing my condition brings doesn't it? Must've forgot. Well, now I- can try to forget her forever. 
Oh don't glower lads. Ye all know what she was, be fuckin' honest- I see in yer face now she must have tried her best (hehe, her worst) on each one of ye before she kicked it. Screamin-, judgin-, getting offended by words, starting shite- throwing fits, suing me fer me own house, shite, bet she'd wanted to sue folks fer making her feel fat, then gave her coins. Well damn her- and all her bacon- bits. 

See? We can laugh again now she's gone. 
Eeegh, well, Just truth now. 
Properly

~

Her red hair...
She's my sitter, that one, I drank from her bosoms. Then she taught me sweet words. 
No she was not born bad, she just...kind of found herself there-
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Red Deer, 1. by Decollate1
Red Deer, 1.
"She's not wearing anything down there, I could see her cunt breathing!"

At least that's what he said, he ran to me with those words, just fer a second ahead of the other boys just to see my face, then ran back beneath the scaffolds where others still held his gaping spot fer him beneath the planks, burrowing again beneath her warm sprawl. Where her nude hips still reigned and breathed.

~

I must say kid, I don't really remember if she was naked as I said, all naked like that, like I said, in that way. 
But as ye and ye boys see, it's all grandpa's mind could see, all I could see these days, or whenever- what's been branded in his fraying brain.

That's why...
That's why kids, I apologize again, that I kept calling out her name these nights. I guess- as ye said, maybe that's why I chased after that red hair lass yer age all over the town last week, calling her by that name, that same...name. I'm sorry boys, I thought she was...her. Sorry if ye all wanted that lass, fer ruining it bad fer ye. And its right ye stopped me chasin'  I slap me head now because that's how much I'm sorry, yes? 

I could- I could remember things again, and...now I know I haven't been...myself, ye'd already explained that plenty to me. I don't know how long...this will last, before I fancy meself a much younger, stupider man again. Or before I start to loose things again. So I will say what ye wanted me to say- as much of it ye can get. Eeegh, damn skull. Still can't remember me age, lads, just...things everywhere, littered in me head, some make sense, some familiar. Others, I know that I know, but don't much reckon, though I know I should know. 

~

Well, the girl, the one with the name...that I remember- she's still something I see. I never forgot her. 
She's my sitter, that one, I drank from her bosoms. Then she taught me sweet words. 
She's what I've seen my whole life, and she's been with me ye see, in my soul, before all of ye were born, and there when all of ye knew me.
ye just didn't know. She's in my head before and when- yer grandmother- God rest her soul, knew me, and she's in my head before I raised yer father, and before he met yer damned mother. 

Oh- she's dead, yer mother? 
Well. That's one good thing my condition brings doesn't it? Must've forgot. Well, now I- can try to forget her forever. 
Oh don't glower lads. Ye all know what she was, be fuckin' honest- I see in yer face now she must have tried her best (hehe, her worst) on each one of ye before she kicked it. Screamin-, judgin-, getting offended by words, starting shite- throwing fits, suing me fer me own house, shite, bet she'd wanted to sue folks fer making her feel fat, then gave her coins. Well damn her- and all her bacon- bits.

See? We can laugh again now she's gone.
Eeegh, well, Just truth now.
Properly

~

Her red hair...
She's my sitter, that one, I drank from her bosoms. Then she taught me sweet words. 
No she was not born bad, she just...kind of found herself there-
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Rival's Play
Another lazy summer's noon,
the courtyard's still filled with palace boys' laughter
When the Empress requested the head of her rival,
Afraid it would still woo the endless men watching

Severed afresh this morning after a "tender night"
its gore "still splattering a fountain."
A shell whose beauty is “still unmatched”

The Empress unfastened her beautiful sandals
and curled her royal toes as she twisted the head
leaving a smear of bright blood against the cheeks
Parting its lips slightly till the tongue spilled out of the
blue-tinged mouth

The Empress' eyes flashed a storm of emotions, almost as many their shared history, reminding her their mutual- Lover's lust.
Till finally, the Empress nodded with an air of finality
Almost bearing a likeness to a prayer

And blew a kiss

toward her rival's piss scented tongue.


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Thank you to Brenda Kano and Risako Seto, your lovely assistance is everything DA is not,



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please check my work out, follow, and comment if you have the chance. I live through your keen interest. Hug Hug Hug

Thank you!!! 


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The Broken Flower

For the full experience, type "Broken Flower @ Headsmansblock" on Google search :)


After the execution was carried out, the illustrious geisha 夜嵐おきぬ Yoarashi Okinu's body was taken to a private place, stripped of her expensive dress by the jailers who wiped away the blood and kept for themselves, www.mangahere.co/manga/samurai… 

her head was reined by her executioner and displayed on a pike by the road while the rest of her remains were determined to have either have been quartered by being subjected to a sword tester or have been sold the richest bidding medical school to be used by students until not a single strip of flesh remained.

One would, if tempted to imagine what happened to her illustrious body before being swallowed off by history.

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The scandalous head was impaled soon after her beheading while Tokyo's women still cursed and spat at her gurgling corpse. A few ill mannered country lads pried open her immoral loins and teased the parts they had once enjoyed when they solicited her talents, at last they filtered into the crowd with youthful laughter.

Daylight faded into a buzzing darkness, with the bright flickers of wagons lighting up the few stragglers as they pooled at sake dens, parks, and other places. Men poured back into their houses, satisfied with her death, some slept with a lazy grin, feeling fortunate to have enjoyed the whore’s talents before her execution.

Four large hounds burst into the clearing. They ran with their noses near her naked trunks, sniffing and circling around her blue tinged folds of her sex. A few moments later, four men in the Imperial government's cloths stepped into the mud.

Soon her naked body disappeared from sight.

One of them turned back and saw beetles fed undisturbed her gore streaked face, her upturned eyeballs seemed to disregard their theft. Dreamily her head wobbled in the night breeze.

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Laying her down in a gilded room their black eyes ran over her body like a caress, smiling lazily, they disarranged what cloth she wore, arched her back, thrust out her backside, and teased her whitened hips. 

The leader pulled out his baton, and stuffed up into her hips until her bowls splattered off in frenzied festered blasts. The others watched with burning interest until at last it gathered then flowed out of her hips with a shuddering plop.

They sat her up, emptied of blights, then teased the hanging breasts, till they again rose to their vices. They dressed her in her usual amethyst robe, a thing of incandescent silk that once enthralled hundreds of suitors to her bed. Then, with the supreme effort against the sudden urge to rape, the officers took turns and fingered her ice colored thighs until her treasured opening warmed with pinkness and dripped in a slimy mockery of arousal. Their dogs watched in the distance, confused, uncomprehending.

Finally, the officers wiped their faces with their slime coated fingers, they left only one sultry light flickering, and one by one left the expensive room, careful not to disturb any furniture. 
The dead geisha sat, propped with folded knees in the misty room of dangerous warmth, her straining neck hissed with blood, extended as if made to look like a gracious bow. Waiting for her demon lover: A shadow puppet of his desires.

Our souls do not survive our darkest fear.

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~ Things I don't do:

No Minors 17-, Ever.
20th century war atrocities.
Depictions of rape (in the image or prolonged texts)
Cartel, Terrorist inspired beheadings in the 21st century

~

Things I do not believe:

Actual violence against women in any and all degrees.
Any violence against minors in any and all degrees.

~

Things to made clear

Contents of this page will offend, disgust, and bring up uncomfortable feelings in 99.999% of the Internet population. Because of this, if you are any of the following, this is not a site for you to browse or explore: easily offended; under the age of 21; incapable of seeing beyond your own views; emotionally, physically, socially, or spiritually immature; uncomfortable with graphical displays of sex and death; or in capable of knowing the difference between the written word and "real life".

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Aux pieds d'une colossale Vénus, un de ces fous artificiels, un de ces bouffons volontaires chargés de faire rire les rois quand le Remords ou l'Ennui les obsède, affublé d'un costume éclatant et ridicule, coiffé de cornes et de sonnettes, tout ramassé contre le piédestal, lève des yeux pleins de larmes vers l'immortelle Déesse.
 
Et ses yeux disent : - "Je suis le dernier et le plus solitaire des humains, privé d'amour et d'amitié, et bien inférieur en cela au plus imparfait des animaux.
 
Cependant je suis fait, moi aussi, pour comprendre et sentir l'immortelle Beauté ! Ah ! Déesse ! ayez pitié de ma tristesse et de mon délire !"

Journal History

:D What historical setting are you MOST interested in? 

32%
11 deviants said Medieval/ Renaissance Europe public executions
24%
8 deviants said Harems victims of the Middle East, sultanas and slaves
15%
5 deviants said Guro: Mortal Kombat Karacters
12%
4 deviants said Roman Empresses and Matrons, Trojan women, whores
6%
2 deviants said Geishas and Gibbets of Edo Japan
3%
1 deviant said 1700s-1795 Guillotines, Marie Antoinettes France and Peter the Great of Russia
3%
1 deviant said Ancient Chinese Executions, from the Empresses of Tang to Qing concubines
3%
1 deviant said New: Noir, Southern Gothic Inspired Characters
3%
1 deviant said Guro: Soul Calibur Characters

What is your favorite moment in a beheading? 

38%
13 deviants said The cut
32%
11 deviants said The (public) exposure of the head/ the disposal
9%
3 deviants said The humiliating exposure of the (living) victim to peers
6%
2 deviants said The acceptance/ refusal of acceptance of fate
6%
2 deviants said The anticipation where killing weapon is raisd
3%
1 deviant said The threat from the headsman- the drama, interplay
3%
1 deviant said The lonely aftermath~ where corruption sets in
3%
1 deviant said Sinful life~ of a poor wayward victim before the killers claimed them

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NEW ARTWORKS ARE OUT!!! CHECK IT OUT, FAVE, and COMMENT
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Sorry again if my enthusiasm is correlated to this Day. And I AM in truth saddened by the evil tragedy in NY.
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Oh Damn! Today is September 11th! I am sooo sorry for my initial enthusiasm for the POLLS and Journals, This is a day of sadness and mourning. I am sorry if it seemed I am unconcerned or- in anyway enthused about THIS black day.
Sun Sep 11, 2016, 11:27 AM
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"art should comfort the disturbed and disturb the comfortable"~ Banksy
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Thanks for the fave! :)
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Thank you for faving my work!i am very happy you like :)

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I've been a fan of your work for a long time now, and for some reason never noticed your signature/logo. I don't how considering how distinctive it is. Anyway I think your stuff is awesome and (now that I notice it) I love your signature stamp.
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Well, thank you very much for your kind words, all I can say is stay thirsty for more and please keep on commenting~ as future works will be even better and much better developed. 

For quality and sweet works ahead.

Cheers~
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Have you considered publishing a book of your portfolio? I know you'd have at least one buyer however with your talents and admirers I think it would sell out in no time! You're terrific!!!
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How can I see your entire body of work? I've seen comments from others about other masterpieces of yours. I would truely love to see them if that is possible? Best Regards,
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Magnificent, you're an exceptional artist in every sense of the word! Please continue your efforts!!!
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much appreciated, thank you for your kind words

More are definitely coming
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Thank you kindly
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