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"I say, Titus, that fellow looks very pleased to see me!"

"I'm sure he is, milady," replied Titus, diplomatically, "Your grace and beauty is famed throughout the empire!"

"Oh you sweet man!" she purred, "you shall get your reward when you come to my bed tonight."

Titus felt his own cock stirring, while at the same time offering a silent prayer to the gods that Lady Felicia's husband remained ignorant of their affair. Everyone was talking about the noblewoman, Babria Moria, who had died naked on a cross in an arena with only a Nubian slave for company. Her lover, Phlebas, had not gone to a cross, although the story was told that he'd yearned for crucifixion as an easier option since his wife had found out about him and Babria....

Felicia's gaze strayed from the phallus to its owner. "Who is he, anyway?" And then to the five young women crucified in various attitudes around him. "What's happening here?"

The crucified were yelling for help and mercy. Felicia looked at one, crucified with her arms over the patibulum, nails through her forearms. She was shrieking for Jesus to save her. "These are Christians, aren't they?"

"Indeed they are, milady. This is their priest. We thought it might be, um, 'entertaining' to crucify him surrounded by the more comely members of his followers. She," he nodded to the girl shrieking for Jesus, "is Simone. That position shows her breasts to considerable advantage, we thought."

"You're an artist, Titus. What about her?" One of the girls had been crucified facing her cross.

"That's Katharina. We had the devil's own job stripping her for her cross. Fought us tooth and nail. Said she didn't want to be naked in front of the priest. So we nailed her facing the wood. Besides," he added, gazing thoughtfully in her direction, "she has a nice ass."

"They are all nailed," she observed, "except her?" The woman nearest the gate had only been tied to her cross.

"Anna," he said. "The priest's wife. We crucified her first. She watched them all being crucified, and now she can watch them all die. She should last at least a week, like that. Opposite her is Poppy. And the last one is Jenia. Lovely isn't she?"

"They all are, and you're a bastard, Titus. And I love you. You've made me hotter than hell! Quick! Get me home to bed!"

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Bravo Sir:clapping:still Roman theme is the best!
 
"Anna," he said. "The priest's wife. We crucified her first. She watched them all being crucified, and now she can watch them all die. She should last at least a week, like that. Opposite her is Poppy. And the last one is Jenia. Lovely isn't she?"

"They all are, and you're a bastard, Titus. And I love you. You've made me hotter than hell! Quick! Get me home to bed!"
It's always a joy and a comfort to a man when his wife/girlfriend takes such a supportive interest in his work, and is so enthusiastically supportive. Titus is a lucky fellow to have such rewarding work, and a fulfilling relationship as well. Surely one of the world's most fortunate men. :rolleyes::p:D

Much use made of the construction kit here....

http://www.cruxforums.com/xf/threads/crucifixion-manipulations-construction-kit.4027/

Thanks to Madi and all who have contributed to it. :beer:
It's a splendid manip again, Wragg! It tells the story almost without the words (although the story is much appreciated as well). :clapping::clapping:
 
"Yes, as it happens we do have a vacancy for a new housekeeper here at Cruxton Abbey..."

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:rolleyes:
What was it this time? Were the sheets not quite flat enough? Your desk not quite free of dust? She put ice in your whiskey?:facepalm: You're fortunate that Cruxton girls don't mind this type of employment situation. :rolleyes::confused::D
 
What was it this time? Were the sheets not quite flat enough? Your desk not quite free of dust? She put ice in your whiskey?:facepalm: You're fortunate that Cruxton girls don't mind this type of employment situation. :rolleyes::confused::D

I think there was something about the way she curtsied :confused:

It doesn’t take much of an infraction when the master is in a foul mood.
 
It doesn’t take much of an infraction when the master is in a foul mood.
She dropped a bottle of wine.

ONE bottle of wine....

You, er, don't appear to have responded to your, ahem, 'invititation' to Cruxton Abbey since a certain incident with an A10 Thunderbolt and my ENTIRE wine cellar. :mad:
 
She dropped a bottle of wine.

ONE bottle of wine....

You, er, don't appear to have responded to your, ahem, 'invititation' to Cruxton Abbey since a certain incident with an A10 Thunderbolt and my ENTIRE wine cellar. :mad:

Blame the rodent, not me :rolleyes:
 
She dropped a bottle of wine.

ONE bottle of wine....

You, er, don't appear to have responded to your, ahem, 'invititation' to Cruxton Abbey since a certain incident with an A10 Thunderbolt and my ENTIRE wine cellar. :mad:

With A-10s, wine cellars have survivabilty odds akin to a tissue paper dog's chance in hell.


Sorry about your cellar. :oops:
 
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