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This story is if Lucy Barker gave in to Judge Turpin and married him. Johanna lives with the Judge and Lucy, she has grown up believing the Judge is her father. This series is set 11 years after Benjamin Barker (later known as Sweeney Todd) was transported for life and supposedly died. I don't own any characters mentioned in my stories. The descriptions of the characters are based of people in my schools version of Sweeney Todd, they have been exaggerated for effect. Enjoy.
Lucy Turpin
A petite, pale lady sat in the corner of a large overdressed room. Her long brown locks floating over he shoulders, her deep brown eyes stared longingly out of the sealed window. Her deep purple gown swayed, flashing different colours as the soft candle bounced of its dyed silk and fine stitches. Lucy Turpin made her way across to her husband, she glanced at his long, pale face, sharp blue eyes and receding hair line – this all made for quite a grim companion. She had never enjoyed his company, his presence made her uneasy, this of course made sex quite uncomfortable to say the least. Whenever, they had sex she had tried to remember her late husbands face, his dark hair and perfect cheek bones. She couldn't remember much about him only that he was tall and very handsome.
She had given in to the Judge after the Beadle lured her to a ball the Judge was having. She wondered and drank – poor thing – she asked for the Judge but everyone thought her mad. He was there alright, but it wasn't repentance he was feeling. Need less to say, she went home in a very sorry state last night. Mrs Lovett, the landlady: who had a crush on her husband, of course he never did anything – he was far to loyal to consider any such thing – helped her clean up, change and put her to bed. Of course the Judge came back, threatened her with all kinds of things unless she would marry him. She refused, day after day he came back and asked again until one day he didn't come, instead Beadle Bamford came and informed her that Benjamin was dead and that Judge Turpin took all his money, property and belongings via some loophole in the law. He said she had to marry her or live in poverty for the rest of her life.
The Judge slid of her dress to reveal a tightly corseted waist that emphasized her large breasts and curved hips. With closed eyes and gritted teeth, she let him unlace her whale bone cage. His cold hand brushed her gentle skin, she shivered even though the fire was lit. She hated him, every inch of him groomed face and fine clothes, he looked less regale without his clothes, his tallow skin pressed against hers. He pushed her down on to the feather bed and spread her soft pale legs. She tried to shut him out, focusing on her late husbands face and plotting her silent revenge.