Emmerdale x3 Court
Bernice White, Belle Dingle and Nicola King had all been
bitches in their own right in Emmerdale. They were all over 18 and were adults
so were eligible to be tried in Gunge Court. On this occasion it would be a
jury of their friends and family that would be determining their innocence or
guilt. It would be a jury of their peers. They would be tried together as a
group. The problem was that the folks on the jury had seen and experienced
their nonsense first hand, so already knew that they were guilty. They had no
chance of winning this case.
They were lead into the courtroom in oversized shackles. All
three did not look very happy. Nicola and Bernice looked very angry. Belle
looked very concerned. She had a look of worry on her face. She was not as
clued up as the other two were. They knew that they were in for it. The judge
called the courtroom to order. The judge was actually one of the older male
Dingles. The person serving as prosecutor was one of the older females in the
town. Her opening statement was scathing. She detailed how all of these three
had been ruthless, caused trouble and were deserving of punishment. There was
not a great deal that the women could say in their defence. Belle said that she
didn’t mean it. Nicola said that the others deserved what they had gotten.
Witnesses were then called. Each of them stating many
transgressions that each of the ladies had committed. They could not really
deny that these things had happened. Their only means of defence was to argue
that their actions were justified. Of course, this was quite a pitiful case to
make. They could not deny the things they had done. It was very clear from the
outset that they were guilty of everything that they had been accused of and
probably more besides. Belle ended up breaking down a little. “Oh please, have
mercy. I am sorry. I didn’t mean it, please don’t do this.” The other two
became very agitated with her. “Shut up will ya? For heaven’s sake don’t
confess now. What are you thinking,” they told her.
It was time for the jury to make their decision. Each one
held a large card. They had two each, an innocent one and a guilty one. The
judge would go down the line and have them hold up their card and state their
decision. Of course, one after the other, the verdict was the same. Guilty,
guilty, guilty, guilty. It was a unanimous decision. The judge then stated the
verdict. “Ladies, you have been found guilty by this court and you are
sentenced to a public gunging. Take them out to the back where we will administer
their punishment.” The three were led away. They screamed and protested the
entire way. “No, you can’t do this. This isn’t even a real court. Get your
hands off of us,” they shouted.
They were led out back. The three were shackled together
with a tree between them. They faced outwards, away from the tree. They were
chained at the wrists and ankles to on another. The three began to bicker
amongst themselves as well. They blamed each other. “This is all your fault,”
Bernice cackled. “Oh just shut up,” Nicola said. Belle cowered.
“Ladies, you have been found to be guilty as charged of all
crimes. It is now time for you to receive your punishment. Let the punishment
commence.” The three women complained and argued, shouting to be let go and for
them not to do this to them. The main people who would be doling out the
punishment would be the Dingle family. They were positioned around the three
women. They smiled as they took their positions around these three nasty women.
They were all quite nasty people in their own right and had done many nasty
scheming things to those in Emmerdale. All three were spoiled and had big
mouths. They definitely deserved to be punished.
Emmerdale was known for being partially based around a
farming community and a pub, so the messing would take that theme. The Dingles
began with barrels full of spoiled eggs. They were told that they may fire at
will. They began to throw eggs as hard as they could at the three ladies. The
three screamed and closed their eyes as they began to be pelted with eggs. The
eggs flew through the air and smashed all over their bodies when they hot them.
One after another, the eggs hit their targets. Eggs smashed all over Nicola’s
blonde hair and all over Bernice’s long legs. Eggs collided with Belle’s chest.
Because they were shackled together, they were unable to raise their hands to
deflect the eggs as they hit. They were all dressed in smart trouser suits for
court as well. They were soon covered in runny, slimy yellow egg. Shells rolled
down their bodies. They screamed about having egg in their hair.
The eggs were followed by rotten fruit and vegetables from
the farm. The Dingles were given barrels of these next. As with the eggs, they
began to throw the rotten produce at the ladies. Lettuce, cabbage, tomatoes and
even beetroot flew at them. They smashed all over the women’s bodies. They were
soon covered in seeds, pulp, fleshy bits and leaves. The onlookers cheered as
they witnessed the women getting pelted with the produce. The Dingles then
walked forward. They carried pumpkins with the tops cut off. They pushed their
hands into the pumpkins and pulled out the pulpy pumpkin innards including the
seeds. They then splatted these in the faces of the three women, rubbing the
gloppy guts around in their faces. Bernice and Nicola were particularly
embarrassed by the fact that people they viewed as commoners and beneath them
were doing this to them. For Belle the fact that it was her relations doing
this to her was the most embarrassing thing. They knew, however, that she
deserved this and wanted her to learn her lesson. They then took three of the
hollowed out pumpkins and placed them over the bellowing women’s heads for a
moment.
Next to come were buckets of manure. The larger of the
Dingle men took the heavy buckets and began to sprinkle the manure over the
three women. They pulled the pumpkins from their heads and then dumped manure
over them. They were absolutely livid. They screamed in disgust as manure was
poured over their heads and all over their expensive outfits. Their expensive
blouses and skirts getting stained with stinky brown manure. They took handfuls
and rubbed them around in the haughty women’s faces. Manure ran down their
legs. Some manure was left in the buckets and the women’s feet, in their heels
were pushed down into the buckets of manure. They then dumped some rotting
compost from their compost heap all over the women. They kept screaming how
disgusting all of this was.
They finished up with troughs of genuine pig slop fresh from
the farm. This was literally the stuff that they fed their pig with. They took
the troughs and tipped them right over the three ladies. Slop dumped over their
heads and down their faces. Their mouths fell as the slop poured onto them. It
was very corny but had bits of what looked like carrot and peas inside of it as
well. It was equal parts runny and thick. It rolled down their bodies and over
their clothing. It rolled down their behinds and down their legs. They pouted
and moaned at their state.
It was announced that they were to be left as they were
until sundown. Everyone else went to the pub. They were allowed to come out as
they chose and to pour anything they liked over the women. At the end of the
evening the rubbish from the pub was emptied over them for good measure. The
three of them were furious. They would be more careful though, in the future to
avoid this sort of sentence again.
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