Human Subjects

Like other research institutions, the Cracker County Institute of Agriculture and Technology has a protocol for those situations where human subjects are involved.  However, one of the things that attracted Dr Betsy Mountwell to the Institute was that its Human Subjects Program had a protocol that largely was concerned with the safe disposal of human remains.  Betsy's research required many of her laboratory assistants to make the ultimate sacrifice for science, and at her previous university the questions she faced about the number of her assistants' disappearances were beginning to become uncomfortable.  Therefore, her recruitment by the CCIAT was as timely as it was welcome.

As has been noted, Betsy strongly believes in involving herself personally in her research.  While the project illustrated here was progressing rapidly to term, the progress was a bit more rapid than Betsy had planned, and she was anxious to discover if she could truly bear the final result of this experiment.  She did not want to introduce any variables, such as an X-ray, into this protocol, so an autopsy on an unadulterated version of the experiment was somewhat urgently needed.

While not quite willing, Betsy's assistant was quite ready and able to provide the means to answer the professor's critical question.  And though it was not the most efficient way to prepare the human subject for her autopsy, she knew her benefactors from the Cracker County Clan would find it quite entertaining!

Rough Stuff--Last Request

Here is a sketch that I'm readying for coloring of a recent execution of a local woman who had violated Cracker County's strict moral code.  I know that justice here seems kinda harsh, but when you find out what she asked of the hangman as a last request, then you'd realize what tramp she truly was!

Progress on Works In Progress

At last I've made some artistic progress and submitted some deviations over at dA (http://raoulster.deviantart.com). However, the below little before-and-after pic shows kinda what I'm up against.

That is, since I started using Photoshop to color my sketches, my original sketches are getting...well, sketchier. Nonetheless, I find it impossible to start a picture on the computer, so I'm still sketching them to start. It's just that I keep in mind all the corrections I can make in PS while I'm sketching, so I'm detailing less and less.

Right now, I'm trying to work on multiple pics to see if that can boost my work rate. I think when I focus on one pic I can get frustrated, and I have to get away, but each pic has different things to overcome, so switching problems could also be refreshing...in a way. With that in mind, I am now working on the dynamite slut picture below along with a couple of others.

First, a scene from the library. Patty Van Dyke is being disciplined by her supervisor, the head librarian, Ms Barbara Connell. Patty has committed multiple dress-code violations (no bra, no panties), and I suspect they're just a ploy to get Ms Connell's attention. Despite the fact that Patty has already had her sweater and skirt ruined by her bitchy boss' scissors, and that they will soon go to work on her long blond tresses, there is a lot for Patty to enjoy in these encounters. First, Ms Connell, for some reason, believes that appropriate attire for administering discipline involves stockings, garter belt, and high heels--and nothing else! Then, her punishment horse has an appendage that, as it is raised into the naughty librarian, promises Patty more than just penetration with an electrical connection that suggests something pulsating, vibrating, and shocking! When Patty coyly asks Ms Connell if the insertion of the probe suggests that the two of them are engaged, she is infuriated to the point of deciding that Patty needs twice the number of forced orgasms she had originally intended.

Next is a scene from the animal husbandry laboratory of Dr Betsy Mountwell. While Patty Van Dyke does work in the lab part time as a research assistant, she is fortunate in that Betsy feels an overwhelming, if unexpressed, desire for the busty librarian. Betsy's other research assistants aren't quite as lucky.

Betsy has some unique ideas about animal husbandry, to say the least, and that, combined with her preference to become personally involved in every research project she administers, mean that some very bizarre things happen in her lab. Both Betsy and her assistant are nearly full-term with her current project, but Betsy needs some vital information and only an autopsy on her unfortunate assistant can provide the conniving bitch the answers about what is growing inside her. While who or what fathered these two pregnancies Betsy will keep a closely guarded secret (but it was definitely not artificial insemination), the dramatic hanging that she is about to execute will be recorded, and connoisseurs of such entertainment will help Betsy continue to fund her lab.

In fact, Betsy's recent experience in the noose gave her the insight that her assistant would linger quite some time before expiring, giving the maniacal professor that much more valuable material.

Dr Betsy Mountwell

Dr Betsy Mountwell is a bitch.  No modifiers needed.  However, in the incident depicted here, some rather nasty (and largely true) words were written on her massive breasts.  For those of you who visit this blog, please find the "unwritten" version of Betsy's hanging.

Don't worry.  She survived.  It was just a test.

Adjusting Helga

I recently made an adjustment to this picture, and it gives me a chance to make some notes on one of the characters here in Cracker County, Helga.

Helga von Leonhausen is a Matron of the Whip.  The Matrons are our county's disciplinary service, and while most of the punishments they handle are corporal in nature, they also perform the executions of the rather numerous condemned women we have here.  In fact, that is what Helga is doing in this picture her, applying capital punishment to a woman convicted of the most common capital crime here, lesbianism.  While the rest of the world slowly becomes more tolerant of all orientations, Cracker County stubbornly hangs onto those prejudices, and this poor woman is going to hang because of it.

You may have noticed that Helga is an amputee, and that is a direct result of her becoming a Matron.  The position of Matron is a coveted one, and competition for the post is fierce, thus, the training course is a difficult one, much like that for an elite military unit.  Helga, who emigrated here from a land of failed National Socialism, did not pass the training course on her first attempt (her language skills were still weak), but her second try was successful.  However, in order to be inducted into the corps of Matrons, Helga had to choose the removal of one of the following body parts:  an eye, a foot, or a hand.  Indeed, there are Matrons who display evidence of their persistence in attaining their goal in that they retried the Matron course enough times to lose all three body parts, but Helga's loss just serves to remind her how much the women of Cracker County need her brand of discipline.

Promises, Promises

I took things off of my dA page--pics that I figured would be banned--and promised to post them here. As a slacker, there's no point in trying to explain the delays, so let me get to posting...

...dang, now I have to remember what I took down...oh, yeah...

Had to comb through the thread I post my stuff at www.thedarkspot.com to find the text, so...

Being employed only part-time at the Cracker County Library, Patty Van Dyke's story is one of many temporary jobs, including when she took a short-term teaching position at the Junior College. When her contract was up, her students loved her so much that at her farewell, they asked her to be a special judge for the science project grand prize, awarded to the best of the best of each category.

Here, the winner in the robotics category was being displayed to her as the winners in the medical and physics categories waited their turn.