Part 15
Marianna was waiting on the cross for her punishment. She had never broken the rules before, her bosses known her as obedient, nice girl, but on the cross it turned out, that she could not bear thirst.
To manage one toilet a day, girls must have been very austere regarding eating and drinking, and the additional permanent pressure on their bladder every night made it more difficult. Anytime they asked food or drink they received it, but it was better to do it when it became really necessary, and just a few sip or bite at once. The girls who went down just once in their rest time were always thirsty and hungry.
In the second evening Marianna didn`t want to be thinking continuously of water anymore. She called the guard and drank of everything that was on the trolley. The night after was terrible for her of course. She deeply minded her mistake, and she known what she had to do to go out. But she was scared of price. The sex was bad experience in her early years, her first partners were unskilled, clumsy teenagers who made more pain than pleasure for her. She started to enjoy it with the guy who became her husband later, and it also needed time. So her scared mind was desperately looking for other solution. To be naked in front of these men was far enough for her. First she was pushing her hip forward strongly to keep the pressure of the stick on the other side of her vagina, but she must made space for 630 cubic centimeters additional volume among her inwards, including her full bladder. She must have stood up. Standing in the middle of the night she slowly understood that she could not do this all the night. Her feet did not bear more stress after the whole day, and as she was more sleepy and sleepy, it became remarkable danger to unwillingly piss herself or to fall down to the sticks getting serious injuries. She gradually convinced herself that if she would piss on the stick, it silently flow down along the cross and by morning would dry up. She aimed and shot.
She was wrong. The splash was like an airstrike in the silent night. The guard immediately came and rebuked her for the mess she had made. She was deeply ashamed. The guard did not stop quarreling while he was moping the puddle from the stones, than wiped clean the cross and her pussy at last. Then he went for his files and told her that he would book her for 30 minutes punishment at 9:30 next morning. The guard ordered her to sit back and when she obeyed, repressing her moan, he left.
At morning Marianna was happy that she could slept a while and could stand again on her feet, even if she was anxious a bit about hanging that she never tried. She would ask Janka, but they were 3-5 crosses far from her. She just got an advise from Janka accross Krystina and her neighbour, Veronika, that when she would be hanging, she shouldn`t care about her opened legs, and kept her strength.
Since she had nothing to do all the morning on the cross, Marianna was always thinking of that thirty minutes hanging, and became more and more nervous. When close to the time two office worker came in and stopped in front of her, she didn`t even recognize them, despite she never could get used to staring people since she had been exposed. But when the guard and his assistant stood up and started to approach, her stomach lurched.
Four men stood around the naked girl. The two in charge were at loss a little bit, the guard had the log where the booking of Marianna`s punishment was noted, the other had a booklet. He might be a maintainer or gate-keeper, he felt out of official manner.
-So you violated against hygiene policy last night. -He told to the listening naked girl.
-Penalty is hanging between 9:30 and 10:00 AM. Do you understand? -Marianna nodded and waited what would happen next. The guard looked at the opened booklet in the hand of the assistant. From the emerged position on the cross the girl could see some figures of stylized crosses and women on them, arrows, zoomed images with ankles and more arrows. The drawings of women were also naked, they had tall, but busty body, long, dense hair and big perfect tits like she never had seen before. For a moment she felt that the figures wouldn`t be applied to her short body with B tits and textured bob haircut, but she known it`s silly. The men put down the papers and the guard turned around her.
-Should I hold her while you shift the feetcuffs? -The assistant asked.
-I don`t know. -The guard murmured. The assistant shuffled his feet a couple of times, than approached Marianna and held her up by her armpits. The guard pulled her ankles up and fixed to the punishing hook, then the assistant slowly lowered her naked body.
First she felt herself more embarrassed than in the last exposed days. She understood that the other two men came to see her hanging and what would she do in the next thirty minutes. She felt her tits pushed forward. She would hide her face behind her shoulder, but her upper body was horribly stretched. She tried to stand up, but her feet always slipped down from the pole. She felt that all her movements were followed by exploring eyes. She pushed her ankles again feetcuffs, but the result was unexpected. Instead of moving up she moved forward and all her body arched, while her feet moved backward. She could not breathe, and was aware of the very exposed position of her sex toward the audience. She tried to push it in hope that there was a point from she turned to the good direction, but she had to yield. Falling back she started to gasp, and felt how her tits rising and descending. When she collected oxygen enough she tried again. She was aware of that everybody was looking at her squirming, and they probably enjoyed it, but she felt that she could not breathe so deep too long. She realized that she must endure this for half an hour and deeply scared.
The second time she tried to pull herself up by her arms until she could push her feet directly downward and not back, but it didn`t work. She did not do any sports, and to bear her own weight with arms pulled sidewards was too hard. She understood that she could not relieve her lungs from strain and fell in panic. She forgot everybody and everything around her, her body instinctively jerked wildly to find the solution by luck, but the cuffs held her between tight frames. She heard the girls giving desperate advises, but had no time to listen. She was breathing so hard due to panic and strains that her vocal cords made voice. The talking of the men reached her as if words came through water.
-It should be like this?
-How the hell I would know?
-She will die!
-Regarding the instructions it is absolutely impossible within three hours.
-I am here to see naked girls and not dying ones!
-Stop it!
-Take her down!
-Are you crazy? Everything is full of cameras. You will never get this job again.
-I don`t care! Hold at least! -Marianna felt dozens of hands on her sweaty skin: Her upper arms, armpits, knees, chest. She felt the strain in her upper body left, but her midriff still was under strong pressure.
-Please, loose my belt! It is too tight! -She whispered with an exhale. The men looked at each other confused. The guard looked down to the picture on the pole. The girl on that was as adorable as the one on the cross above, even if she was not dressed hot. But the medium waist jeans showed him the source of hallucination.
-Don`t hold her at her belly! Let her breath! -Marianna calmed down. Her ventilation slowed. She known again that her jeans was in the locker, far in the restroom. The guard spoke to her.
-OK, now we slowly leave you. Try to keep standing. -She nodded, and grabbed the horizontal pole convulsively.
She could held herself more than five minutes, even if at the end her limbs were trembling heavily and big waves ran along her whole body when the air left her lungs. At last she slowly slipped down to the first position. After she just hanged and took deeper and deeper breaths, slower and slower. At last just four-five in every minutes. The court was fully silent, the fell of a feather could been heard. The audience followed all her breath and after exhale they waited together the next inhale.
-It`s very bad. -She whispered to the silence, in desperate desire of empathy.
-There`s not too much farther. -The assistant told looking at the watch on his hand. There was another watch at the guard. They also calmed down, they knew that the girl was safe. After infinite minutes the half hour passed. They had the girl stood on her feet.
-Do you want to come down for a few minutes? -The guard asked her. Marianna still just could whisper.
-No, thank you. I`d rather ask some water. -She answered. The guard was angry. The girl learnt well that she could just ask for water on the cross. If she did not do this, he might forget this rule, it would be just a small malpractice, but in this clear situation it would be a violation to allow her to the trolley.
-Yes, miss. -He answered and with his eye he drove away the three man still watching the naked girl.
Marianna was left alone.