"Morgan Hamilton, I find you guilty of all charges and sentence you to a life of hard slavery. I hereby order that two days from now you will be turned over to the slavers and sold in the dangerous criminal auction. The money brought in from your sale of your worthless hide will be given to the King's treasury.
"Since this will hardly begin to recompense His Majesty and his subjects for your numerous offenses, and considering your arrogant and contemptuous attitude towards this court, I also sentence you to endure a day of public torment.
"Tomorrow morning you will be taken to the town square and I hereby order the whipmaster to inflict upon your body such pain and humiliation that perhaps those who foolishly admire your criminal activity will be so shocked that they have new found fear for proper authority, while those whom you have wronged will be amusement by your torments.
"The only restriction I place upon the whipmaster is that your body not be permanently damaged or scarred, less your sale price at auction be diminished."
Turning to the town herald the judge continues, "Herald, I order a public proclamation be made to advertise Ms. Hamilton's **** so that the largest possible crowd may witness justice. However, also warn that the nature of the punishments will be beyond the normal means of public decency. Thus only adults not easily offended by lewd public displays should attend."
The judge returns his glaze once again to your cleavage and then mutters, "Bailiff, remove the prisoner from my sight."
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