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Crucifixion 2050 AD – Zero Tolerance
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and especially if there is not a quite quickly operating guillotine, but an extended torture.
CruxLove
Magistrate
Part Two – The Stripping of Asma
“Let us now start the proceedings,” Cheryl resumed the announcement in her sweet voice, “The first step of course is to choose the method of execution. Kindly select from the following choices in your app: Hanging, Electrocution, Crucifixion.” Instantly, the same options flashed on everybody’s mobile. There were a few seconds of near silence as everybody got busy in casting their vote. Four huge LED screens were attached to a suspension frame mounted under the roof at the centre of the stadium. Soon, the results of the poll were flashed on these screens.
HANGING: 1.03%
ELECTROCUTION: 3.49%
CRUCIFIXION: 95.48%
There was a moment’s pause. And after that, a sudden round of applause reverberated in the stadium. The audience was evidently excited that the medieval method of crucifixion was again becoming popular and got voted with a thumping majority. Meanwhile, a policeman took out a remote control from his pocket and pressed a button after which three camera robots or cambots swiftly paced inside the arena on roller bases, positioned themselves around the centre and started shooting Asma at different angles and magnifications. The editor working behind the scene ensured that the feeds from the cameras got distributed on the different LED screens. A couple of the screens gave a full view of Asma, while a couple others gave a close-up of her most charming and beautiful eyes which were now almost stone cold with sheer shock and dismay.
“I thank each and every one of you for voting so responsibly,” Cheryl addressed the audience again, “Crucifixion is indeed the most apt punishment for a traitor to the nation, and this option has clearly sweeped the polls. But this will also take the most time. I hope all of you have the full day at your disposal.” Another huge round of applause from the audience confirmed that they were in no hurry.
“The next step is to choose the mode of crucifixion: Clothed or Naked,” Cheryl added, “Please indicate your preference.” The audience focused again on their mobiles and in a few seconds, the LED screens flashed the second poll results.
CLOTHED: 0.01%
NAKED: 99.99%
An even bigger round of applause reverberated in the stadium as the audience now became extremely excited with the course of the proceedings. It was as if the stadium got filled with a new life and exuberance, as the members of the audience speculated what was to come. “Thank you ladies and gentlemen,” Cheryl announced, “Thank you again. I really respect your decision. You have rightly expressed that a traitor to the nation does not deserve the dignity of being clothed. Please continue to enjoy the views on the screens in case you are having any difficulty in watching us directly.”
Meanwhile, the policemen were already at work. Asma’s handcuffs were unlocked and her hijab was first taken off as her full face came into view. There was a moment of pin-drop silence as everybody was simply overwhelmed by her beauty. As the policemen proceeded to strip her, Asma gave a weak resistance, but her dress was soon pulled off revealing her perfect figure in only a black bra and a black panty. Close-up views of her massive cleavage and skimpy panty flashed on the screens. Another huge round of applause from the audience confirmed that the excitement was building up.
Asma’s bra was ripped off next with a sudden jerk as her strikingly beautiful and full breasts spilled out before everybody, and bounced a little before settling down. Asma’s hands were again handcuffed, but this time behind her, so that she could not hide her modesty before the multitude of peering eyes. Finally, her panty was also ripped off as her naked pussy came on open display for everyone to see. Most of the men in the audience were now gazing intently at the close-up images of Asma’s pussy on the LED screens which looked simply stunning. Even the women in the audience had started enjoying. Asma’s light pink cunt was completely clean-shaven except for a narrow landing strip just above her slit, and her labia appeared soft and succulent. Her buttocks were in perfect shape too, neither too slender nor too plump, and that was also being displayed on the screens. The roar of applause in the stadium was becoming louder and louder.
Asma hung her head in unspeakable shame and humiliation. A conservative muslim girl who always kept herself covered from head to toe in public, was now stripped of every shred of clothing and every ounce of dignity, and displayed before the live audience as well as the cameras, wearing nothing but her black heels and silver handcuffs. She knew that it was not just the thousands in the live audience who were savouring her nudity, but millions around the globe who were watching every inch of her full naked body on ultra high resolution live webstreams from the privacy of their homes, and deriving immense pleasure and satisfaction.
(author's note: all characters and events depicted in this story are fictitious)
To be continued ...
“Let us now start the proceedings,” Cheryl resumed the announcement in her sweet voice, “The first step of course is to choose the method of execution. Kindly select from the following choices in your app: Hanging, Electrocution, Crucifixion.” Instantly, the same options flashed on everybody’s mobile. There were a few seconds of near silence as everybody got busy in casting their vote. Four huge LED screens were attached to a suspension frame mounted under the roof at the centre of the stadium. Soon, the results of the poll were flashed on these screens.
HANGING: 1.03%
ELECTROCUTION: 3.49%
CRUCIFIXION: 95.48%
There was a moment’s pause. And after that, a sudden round of applause reverberated in the stadium. The audience was evidently excited that the medieval method of crucifixion was again becoming popular and got voted with a thumping majority. Meanwhile, a policeman took out a remote control from his pocket and pressed a button after which three camera robots or cambots swiftly paced inside the arena on roller bases, positioned themselves around the centre and started shooting Asma at different angles and magnifications. The editor working behind the scene ensured that the feeds from the cameras got distributed on the different LED screens. A couple of the screens gave a full view of Asma, while a couple others gave a close-up of her most charming and beautiful eyes which were now almost stone cold with sheer shock and dismay.
“I thank each and every one of you for voting so responsibly,” Cheryl addressed the audience again, “Crucifixion is indeed the most apt punishment for a traitor to the nation, and this option has clearly sweeped the polls. But this will also take the most time. I hope all of you have the full day at your disposal.” Another huge round of applause from the audience confirmed that they were in no hurry.
“The next step is to choose the mode of crucifixion: Clothed or Naked,” Cheryl added, “Please indicate your preference.” The audience focused again on their mobiles and in a few seconds, the LED screens flashed the second poll results.
CLOTHED: 0.01%
NAKED: 99.99%
An even bigger round of applause reverberated in the stadium as the audience now became extremely excited with the course of the proceedings. It was as if the stadium got filled with a new life and exuberance, as the members of the audience speculated what was to come. “Thank you ladies and gentlemen,” Cheryl announced, “Thank you again. I really respect your decision. You have rightly expressed that a traitor to the nation does not deserve the dignity of being clothed. Please continue to enjoy the views on the screens in case you are having any difficulty in watching us directly.”
Meanwhile, the policemen were already at work. Asma’s handcuffs were unlocked and her hijab was first taken off as her full face came into view. There was a moment of pin-drop silence as everybody was simply overwhelmed by her beauty. As the policemen proceeded to strip her, Asma gave a weak resistance, but her dress was soon pulled off revealing her perfect figure in only a black bra and a black panty. Close-up views of her massive cleavage and skimpy panty flashed on the screens. Another huge round of applause from the audience confirmed that the excitement was building up.
Asma’s bra was ripped off next with a sudden jerk as her strikingly beautiful and full breasts spilled out before everybody, and bounced a little before settling down. Asma’s hands were again handcuffed, but this time behind her, so that she could not hide her modesty before the multitude of peering eyes. Finally, her panty was also ripped off as her naked pussy came on open display for everyone to see. Most of the men in the audience were now gazing intently at the close-up images of Asma’s pussy on the LED screens which looked simply stunning. Even the women in the audience had started enjoying. Asma’s light pink cunt was completely clean-shaven except for a narrow landing strip just above her slit, and her labia appeared soft and succulent. Her buttocks were in perfect shape too, neither too slender nor too plump, and that was also being displayed on the screens. The roar of applause in the stadium was becoming louder and louder.
Asma hung her head in unspeakable shame and humiliation. A conservative muslim girl who always kept herself covered from head to toe in public, was now stripped of every shred of clothing and every ounce of dignity, and displayed before the live audience as well as the cameras, wearing nothing but her black heels and silver handcuffs. She knew that it was not just the thousands in the live audience who were savouring her nudity, but millions around the globe who were watching every inch of her full naked body on ultra high resolution live webstreams from the privacy of their homes, and deriving immense pleasure and satisfaction.
(author's note: all characters and events depicted in this story are fictitious)
To be continued ...
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CruxLove
Magistrate
Part Three – Asma’s Double Flogging
Asma stood completely naked in unspeakable shame and humiliation with her hands cuffed behind her, as the huge round of applause from the audience continued for quite some time. As it settled down, Cheryl approached her and put her hand gently on her face and caressed her, “You’re so lucky Asma. Everybody adores you. I’m so jealous of you. You and your beautiful pussy.” Cheryl placed her other hand on Asma’s naked cunt and started fondling it much to her shame and discomfort. Then she slid two fingers inside her smooth pussy and moved them tantalizingly inside, “Mmmmm. So soft and juicy.” One beautiful woman stimulating another naked beauty was enough to excite the audience beyond a certain threshold. Some of them could now be heard shouting from their seats – Sexy cunt. Whip her. Fuck her.
Cheryl took out her fingers from Asma’s pussy and displayed them in front of the cambots as her fingers glistened with Asma’s love juice, “Look. She’s wet already.” The libido of the audience was surging higher and the voices became louder – Whip her cunt. Rape that bitch.
Cheryl resumed with a sweet and naughty smile, “Of course ladies and gentlemen. We won’t allow Asma to mount the cross with no preparation at all. But it’s again you who will decide what to do with her now. It’s a democracy after all. So you choose - whip her, gangrape her or do something else.” Everybody reached for their mobiles again to complete the poll. The results were flashed on the screens in a few seconds.
WHIPPING: 33.61%
GANGRAPE: 31.19%
ELECTRIC TORTURE: 15.34%
DEVICE TORTURE: 11.97%
OTHERS: 7.89%
“Oh my my. What do we have here? We are so orthodox even in 2050, isn’t it? That’s a near tie between whipping and gangrape.” Cheryl mentioned in her characteristic smooth style as she fondled Asma’s naked breasts with both hands and plucked her nipples. Asma was too shell shocked for any reaction and just about succeeded in holding back her tears. Cheryl turned to the policemen, ““OK guys. You know what to do. We have a double session today, both whipping and gangrape, and we need to finish that before lunch. So, on the double.”
One of the policemen operated a remote control and an inverted square edged U shaped beam glided into the arena on wheels from one of the entrances. Asma’s handcuffs were quickly removed, only to bring her hands forward, cuff them again, and secure the mid-section of the cuff to the centre of the beam with a chain, so that Asma now stood with her hands stretched up and chained to the beam. Two policemen took a bullwhip each and positioned themselves on both Asma’s frontside and backside.
The first lash landed on her soft breasts making her let out a wail of pain. She did not have much time to recover as the second lash came from behind and landed on her fleshy buttocks as she cried out again. The next stroke came from the front again and fell on her naked pussy and then another from behind fell on her back. Asma’s naked body shuddered and quivered as the whiplashes continued to come from both sides in quick succession and overwhelmed her. She broke into a continuous moan. The cambots were filming Asma’s flogging very efficiently as her naked breasts, belly, buttocks and thighs jiggled with the impact of each lash, and this kept the audience thrilled with excitement. The women too were enjoying as much as the men and could not keep their eyes off the LED screens. The whole stadium burst again into claps and cheers.
The two policemen had by now established an excellent rhythm amongst themselves as they continued to thrash Asma’s naked body alternatively and even kept increasing the frequency and the intensity. Several red welt marks were now beginning to appear all over her as if some artistic pattern was being inscribed on her nudity. And yet the whipping continued incessantly as did the claps and cheers, while Asma’s naked body quivered and shuddered with pain.
“Stop!” Cheryl exclaimed suddenly.
She was the first to notice the fine golden trickle that had started to emanate from Asma’s light pink cunt. The trickle gradually became more pronounced as it traced a smooth parabolic arc to fall some distance ahead. The audience stopped cheering and continued to stare speechlessly at the LED screens. This was not something they expected but certainly something that exhilarated them.
Asma was purposely not allowed to pee since the previous night at the detention centre; and she was thus unable to hold herself during the long and intense session of double whipping. And as the pee flowed freely from her cunt, tears flowed freely from her eyes in what was the most shameful and embarrassing moment in her life. However with hands retrained on the beam above, she could do nothing to save even a shred of her modesty. And to add to her woes, Cheryl approached from behind her and held the lips of her pussy wide apart giving the cambots an excellent view of the hole from where the pee was coming out. Everybody in the audience and everybody watching the live webstreams enjoyed the view to the hilt as Asma’s degradation reached the next level.
The golden fountain sustained a little while longer and finally died down. One cambot continued to focus on Asma's pussy in extreme close up as it showed the final two drops of pee trickle out of her urethra and fall off. The stadium broke into a thunderous applause like never before.
(author's note: all characters and events depicted in this story are fictitious)
To be continued ...
Asma stood completely naked in unspeakable shame and humiliation with her hands cuffed behind her, as the huge round of applause from the audience continued for quite some time. As it settled down, Cheryl approached her and put her hand gently on her face and caressed her, “You’re so lucky Asma. Everybody adores you. I’m so jealous of you. You and your beautiful pussy.” Cheryl placed her other hand on Asma’s naked cunt and started fondling it much to her shame and discomfort. Then she slid two fingers inside her smooth pussy and moved them tantalizingly inside, “Mmmmm. So soft and juicy.” One beautiful woman stimulating another naked beauty was enough to excite the audience beyond a certain threshold. Some of them could now be heard shouting from their seats – Sexy cunt. Whip her. Fuck her.
Cheryl took out her fingers from Asma’s pussy and displayed them in front of the cambots as her fingers glistened with Asma’s love juice, “Look. She’s wet already.” The libido of the audience was surging higher and the voices became louder – Whip her cunt. Rape that bitch.
Cheryl resumed with a sweet and naughty smile, “Of course ladies and gentlemen. We won’t allow Asma to mount the cross with no preparation at all. But it’s again you who will decide what to do with her now. It’s a democracy after all. So you choose - whip her, gangrape her or do something else.” Everybody reached for their mobiles again to complete the poll. The results were flashed on the screens in a few seconds.
WHIPPING: 33.61%
GANGRAPE: 31.19%
ELECTRIC TORTURE: 15.34%
DEVICE TORTURE: 11.97%
OTHERS: 7.89%
“Oh my my. What do we have here? We are so orthodox even in 2050, isn’t it? That’s a near tie between whipping and gangrape.” Cheryl mentioned in her characteristic smooth style as she fondled Asma’s naked breasts with both hands and plucked her nipples. Asma was too shell shocked for any reaction and just about succeeded in holding back her tears. Cheryl turned to the policemen, ““OK guys. You know what to do. We have a double session today, both whipping and gangrape, and we need to finish that before lunch. So, on the double.”
One of the policemen operated a remote control and an inverted square edged U shaped beam glided into the arena on wheels from one of the entrances. Asma’s handcuffs were quickly removed, only to bring her hands forward, cuff them again, and secure the mid-section of the cuff to the centre of the beam with a chain, so that Asma now stood with her hands stretched up and chained to the beam. Two policemen took a bullwhip each and positioned themselves on both Asma’s frontside and backside.
The first lash landed on her soft breasts making her let out a wail of pain. She did not have much time to recover as the second lash came from behind and landed on her fleshy buttocks as she cried out again. The next stroke came from the front again and fell on her naked pussy and then another from behind fell on her back. Asma’s naked body shuddered and quivered as the whiplashes continued to come from both sides in quick succession and overwhelmed her. She broke into a continuous moan. The cambots were filming Asma’s flogging very efficiently as her naked breasts, belly, buttocks and thighs jiggled with the impact of each lash, and this kept the audience thrilled with excitement. The women too were enjoying as much as the men and could not keep their eyes off the LED screens. The whole stadium burst again into claps and cheers.
The two policemen had by now established an excellent rhythm amongst themselves as they continued to thrash Asma’s naked body alternatively and even kept increasing the frequency and the intensity. Several red welt marks were now beginning to appear all over her as if some artistic pattern was being inscribed on her nudity. And yet the whipping continued incessantly as did the claps and cheers, while Asma’s naked body quivered and shuddered with pain.
“Stop!” Cheryl exclaimed suddenly.
She was the first to notice the fine golden trickle that had started to emanate from Asma’s light pink cunt. The trickle gradually became more pronounced as it traced a smooth parabolic arc to fall some distance ahead. The audience stopped cheering and continued to stare speechlessly at the LED screens. This was not something they expected but certainly something that exhilarated them.
Asma was purposely not allowed to pee since the previous night at the detention centre; and she was thus unable to hold herself during the long and intense session of double whipping. And as the pee flowed freely from her cunt, tears flowed freely from her eyes in what was the most shameful and embarrassing moment in her life. However with hands retrained on the beam above, she could do nothing to save even a shred of her modesty. And to add to her woes, Cheryl approached from behind her and held the lips of her pussy wide apart giving the cambots an excellent view of the hole from where the pee was coming out. Everybody in the audience and everybody watching the live webstreams enjoyed the view to the hilt as Asma’s degradation reached the next level.
The golden fountain sustained a little while longer and finally died down. One cambot continued to focus on Asma's pussy in extreme close up as it showed the final two drops of pee trickle out of her urethra and fall off. The stadium broke into a thunderous applause like never before.
(author's note: all characters and events depicted in this story are fictitious)
To be continued ...
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CruxLove
Magistrate
Part Four – Asma’s Public Gangrape
“Awesome ladies and gentlemen!” Cheryl exclaimed, “And your resounding claps go to prove how much you loved Asma’s flogging and peeing sessions. What’s more, we’ve got more than twenty million likes and fifty thousand comments on the live webstream so far, which is being streamed in around 200 countries worldwide. Some of the comments are being displayed on the screens now.”
The LED screens scrolled some of the most popular comments:
wowww .. sexy whipping .. those welt marks .. so hot
ohhhh. look how her naked boobs & ass jiggle as she is whipped. can’t stop fapping.
amazing pee Asma dear. do u always pee in public?
they whipped the naked bitch so hard that she began to pee, lol
can’t wait to see her public gangrape, it will be so exciting!
“So ladies and gentlemen,” Cheryl resumed the announcement, “It’s time for the gangrape session to begin. The policemen have already been having a taste of Asma’s love holes at the detention centre, isn’t it?” Cheryl turned to the cops as they waved back. “So now it’s time for YOU to show how much you love Asma,” Cheryl winked at the audience.”
After watching Asma’s flogging and peeing sessions, the people in the audience were literally throbbing with excitement. They welcomed this plan with another stupendous round of applause.
“Members of the audience will be selected on a random basis by our computer to fuck Asma,” Cheryl resumed, “Whoever is selected will get a heart sign in his app along with a ping alert. After that, you can come down to the security check at the arena entrance. After verifying the heart sign in your mobile, you will be allowed to enter the arena. All the best.”
Soon, the random phone number selection got initiated by the computer as some people started getting the ping and the heart symbol. Most of them immediately queued up at the security check. The police had decided that it was best to have the gangrape session without bondage. So Asma’s handcuffs had already been removed.
The first guy pounced on the beautiful naked girl and pinned her to the ground. Then he lowered his jeans and underwear and with a big thrust put his throbbing dick inside Asma’s tight cunt and began fucking her vigorously. Asma began to moan. Maybe she was enjoying the fuck in spite of the painful welts all over her body caused by the flogging. And as the audience cheered louder and louder, the guy fucked Asma harder and harder till he climaxed and released his cum deep inside Asma’s love hole. Asma came too as her love juice mixed with the cum inside her cunt.
And no sooner had the first guy come out of Asma’s cunthole that the second guy was ready to go in with his pants down. He made Asma kneel on all fours and started fucking her in doggy style. Another vigorous fuck session followed which Asma seemed to enjoy also. The guy finally released his semen inside her pussy and came out of her. Asma also came a second time.
The third guy chose to fuck Asma in her ass and so did the fourth guy. Both of them fucked her really forcefully one after the other as Asma seemed to grow a little uncomfortable.
From the fifth fuck, Asma’s pleasurable moan started changing to a painful groan. And after about eight to ten repeated hard fucks, the actual pain started in her sex holes. She now started crying and pleaded the guys not to fuck her anymore, “No. No. Please don’t do this. It’s paining. It’s paining like hell. Please stop.” But the more she pleaded, the more excited the men became and the harder they fucked her. And as Asma kept getting fucked relentlessly in both her holes in different positions, the fuck fest gained momentum and the audience became more and more exhilarated. Sometimes, while fucking Asma passionately in one of her holes, some of the guys would thrust their fingers aggressively inside her other hole as well and finger it deeply and intensively. This was almost like a double fuck for Asma at the same time with double the pain and agony.
After about twenty vigorous fucks deep inside her tunnels, the pain became so severe that Asma was not even able to get up and walk. With semen dripping profusely from her cunt and asshole, she crawled painfully and slowly to the spot where Cheryl and the policemen were standing. And with a shuddering body and a quivering voice she began to plead, “Nooo. Please have mercy on me. I beg you. I cannot bear it anymore. The pain is too severe. It’s like a fire burning within me. Please. Please. Let me go. I beg of you.” Cheryl bent down casually and kissed Asma on her cheeks, “Oh don’t worry dear. These men adore you so much. They just want to make love to you. That’s all.” Then she got up and spoke to the audience, “Asma just wants to thank all of you who have showered your love on her. She says it’s such a beautiful feeling and that her love holes are eagerly waiting for more. So please continue to have fun.”
Everybody in the audience enjoyed the sarcasm and laughed out loudly. And the public gangrape of Asma continued unabated. The more she howled in pain and cried for mercy, the more the libido of the men got stimulated and the harder and deeper they fucked her with each thrust so as to cause the maximum pain and agony. Further, it gave the men an additional level of pleasure and satisfaction to know that they were actually authorized to fuck this girl as much and as hard as they wanted.
The cambots were doing their job with hundred percent efficiency as usual focusing on the drilling of Asma's fuck holes and sending the feeds to the LED screens as well as for the live webstreams.
At exactly 1 PM, the second alarm rung. It was time for lunch. The man who was fucking Asma finished his job, released his cum inside her and came out. By then, Asma had fallen unconscious. All the daylights had been fucked out of both her sex holes in a three hour long continuous and intense gangrape session in which about forty men had participated. There was even a woman who had fucked Asma with a strapon. Asma lay still with cum smeared all over her naked body, and even her hair was totally wet with cum.
Chery’s announcement came in at this point, “Gentlemen. I congratulate all of you who have had the chance to fuck Asma. You are truly the lucky ones, and you have done an excellent job as well. We shall now break for lunch and come back again at 2 PM. I am sure Asma will regain her consciousness by then and shall be ready for crucifixion.”
(author's note: all characters and events depicted in this story are fictitious)
To be continued ...
“Awesome ladies and gentlemen!” Cheryl exclaimed, “And your resounding claps go to prove how much you loved Asma’s flogging and peeing sessions. What’s more, we’ve got more than twenty million likes and fifty thousand comments on the live webstream so far, which is being streamed in around 200 countries worldwide. Some of the comments are being displayed on the screens now.”
The LED screens scrolled some of the most popular comments:
wowww .. sexy whipping .. those welt marks .. so hot
ohhhh. look how her naked boobs & ass jiggle as she is whipped. can’t stop fapping.
amazing pee Asma dear. do u always pee in public?
they whipped the naked bitch so hard that she began to pee, lol
can’t wait to see her public gangrape, it will be so exciting!
“So ladies and gentlemen,” Cheryl resumed the announcement, “It’s time for the gangrape session to begin. The policemen have already been having a taste of Asma’s love holes at the detention centre, isn’t it?” Cheryl turned to the cops as they waved back. “So now it’s time for YOU to show how much you love Asma,” Cheryl winked at the audience.”
After watching Asma’s flogging and peeing sessions, the people in the audience were literally throbbing with excitement. They welcomed this plan with another stupendous round of applause.
“Members of the audience will be selected on a random basis by our computer to fuck Asma,” Cheryl resumed, “Whoever is selected will get a heart sign in his app along with a ping alert. After that, you can come down to the security check at the arena entrance. After verifying the heart sign in your mobile, you will be allowed to enter the arena. All the best.”
Soon, the random phone number selection got initiated by the computer as some people started getting the ping and the heart symbol. Most of them immediately queued up at the security check. The police had decided that it was best to have the gangrape session without bondage. So Asma’s handcuffs had already been removed.
The first guy pounced on the beautiful naked girl and pinned her to the ground. Then he lowered his jeans and underwear and with a big thrust put his throbbing dick inside Asma’s tight cunt and began fucking her vigorously. Asma began to moan. Maybe she was enjoying the fuck in spite of the painful welts all over her body caused by the flogging. And as the audience cheered louder and louder, the guy fucked Asma harder and harder till he climaxed and released his cum deep inside Asma’s love hole. Asma came too as her love juice mixed with the cum inside her cunt.
And no sooner had the first guy come out of Asma’s cunthole that the second guy was ready to go in with his pants down. He made Asma kneel on all fours and started fucking her in doggy style. Another vigorous fuck session followed which Asma seemed to enjoy also. The guy finally released his semen inside her pussy and came out of her. Asma also came a second time.
The third guy chose to fuck Asma in her ass and so did the fourth guy. Both of them fucked her really forcefully one after the other as Asma seemed to grow a little uncomfortable.
From the fifth fuck, Asma’s pleasurable moan started changing to a painful groan. And after about eight to ten repeated hard fucks, the actual pain started in her sex holes. She now started crying and pleaded the guys not to fuck her anymore, “No. No. Please don’t do this. It’s paining. It’s paining like hell. Please stop.” But the more she pleaded, the more excited the men became and the harder they fucked her. And as Asma kept getting fucked relentlessly in both her holes in different positions, the fuck fest gained momentum and the audience became more and more exhilarated. Sometimes, while fucking Asma passionately in one of her holes, some of the guys would thrust their fingers aggressively inside her other hole as well and finger it deeply and intensively. This was almost like a double fuck for Asma at the same time with double the pain and agony.
After about twenty vigorous fucks deep inside her tunnels, the pain became so severe that Asma was not even able to get up and walk. With semen dripping profusely from her cunt and asshole, she crawled painfully and slowly to the spot where Cheryl and the policemen were standing. And with a shuddering body and a quivering voice she began to plead, “Nooo. Please have mercy on me. I beg you. I cannot bear it anymore. The pain is too severe. It’s like a fire burning within me. Please. Please. Let me go. I beg of you.” Cheryl bent down casually and kissed Asma on her cheeks, “Oh don’t worry dear. These men adore you so much. They just want to make love to you. That’s all.” Then she got up and spoke to the audience, “Asma just wants to thank all of you who have showered your love on her. She says it’s such a beautiful feeling and that her love holes are eagerly waiting for more. So please continue to have fun.”
Everybody in the audience enjoyed the sarcasm and laughed out loudly. And the public gangrape of Asma continued unabated. The more she howled in pain and cried for mercy, the more the libido of the men got stimulated and the harder and deeper they fucked her with each thrust so as to cause the maximum pain and agony. Further, it gave the men an additional level of pleasure and satisfaction to know that they were actually authorized to fuck this girl as much and as hard as they wanted.
The cambots were doing their job with hundred percent efficiency as usual focusing on the drilling of Asma's fuck holes and sending the feeds to the LED screens as well as for the live webstreams.
At exactly 1 PM, the second alarm rung. It was time for lunch. The man who was fucking Asma finished his job, released his cum inside her and came out. By then, Asma had fallen unconscious. All the daylights had been fucked out of both her sex holes in a three hour long continuous and intense gangrape session in which about forty men had participated. There was even a woman who had fucked Asma with a strapon. Asma lay still with cum smeared all over her naked body, and even her hair was totally wet with cum.
Chery’s announcement came in at this point, “Gentlemen. I congratulate all of you who have had the chance to fuck Asma. You are truly the lucky ones, and you have done an excellent job as well. We shall now break for lunch and come back again at 2 PM. I am sure Asma will regain her consciousness by then and shall be ready for crucifixion.”
(author's note: all characters and events depicted in this story are fictitious)
To be continued ...
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CruxLove
Magistrate
Part Five – Asma’s Dildo Torment
The audience was back well before 2 pm after having lunch. When they came back, they saw that Asma was tied in a standing position to the inverted square U beam again. But this time she was tied with ropes. Both her hands were stretched above her head and pulled far apart and tied to the beam. Both her legs were also stretched far apart and tied on either side of the beam giving everybody a clear view of her tormented pussy. Her pussy had turned completely blood red after the continuous hard fucking that she received for three long hours. Her beautiful naked body was still smeared with cum all over, and some amount of cum was still oozing out from her sex holes. Nobody had bothered to clean her, or perhaps she was purposely left that way. Asma was not yet fully conscious and her naked body was still shaking and shuddering at times.
Indeed, the audience felt very excited to see Asma in this condition, and they wished that the gangrape session would continue so that they can keep fucking her to their heart’s content. But it was already 2 pm and time for the event to proceed. And as the alarm sounded again, Cheryl and the three policemen entered the arena and took their place at the centre just beside where Asma was tied up.
“Ladies and gentlemen,” Cheryl started the announcement, “Thanks for being back on time. I know that many of you wanted to fuck this sweet girl but did not get an opportunity. So on behalf of all of you, I wish to present her with a gift.” The crowd became curious as a robot slided in on wheels with a tray in front of it in which a box was kept. It came and stopped beside Cheryl. Cheryl opened the box and brought out a huge black dildo from inside. It was more that a feet in length and about three inches in diameter and made of hard rubber. “Ladies and gentlemen. We will present this to Asma on behalf of you. Since most of you did not get an opportunity to fuck her, we will shove this dildo inside her asshole instead.”
This announcement sounded like sweet music to the ears of the audience and everybody burst out in a loud applause and cheer. They got extremely enthusiastic to see this huge dildo being inserted inside this beautiful naked girl. Cheryl went close to Asma and showed her the dildo, “Don’t you like it dear? I am sure you will enjoy it very much as it starts entering your ass, isn’t it?” A shiver ran down Asma’s spine as she stared in horror at the huge black dildo and realized what was going to happen. She immediately broke into crying and pleading, “Nooooo. Pleaseeee. Please don’t do this to me. I beg of you. Please have mercy on me. I won’t be able to bear the pain. Mercy. Pleaseeee.”
But by that time, one policeman had already come in front of Asma and passed his arms around her so as to grab her buttock cheeks and pull them apart on both sides so as to stretch her asshole wide open. Asma’s asshole was not as tight as before after the intense gangrape session, but it still seemed difficult for the huge dildo to enter. Of course the filling of cum would act as a good lubricant. Another policemen positioned himself behind Asma with the huge dildo and placed it in front of her asshole. The cambots were shooting all the views and feeding them to the LED screens. The audience stared passionately at the close-up view of Asma's asshole on the screen which was kept stretched open, and waited impatiently for the dildo to be thrust in.
“OK guys. Let’s give this beautiful girl her sexy gift,” Cheryl exclaimed to the policemen.
The policeman standing in front of Asma pulled her ass cheeks even further apart to enlarge her asshole as much as he could while the policeman at the back of her pushed the huge dildo inside with a very strong and determined thrust so that a certain section of it went inside her body.”
“Noooooooooooooo,” Asma gave a huge scream that reverberated in the stadium even without a microphone. Her naked body started shuddering again and tears started flowing from her eyes as her face became contorted with pain and agony. The audience replied with an equally loud roar of claps and cheers as the spectacle was too delicious for them to watch. The policeman continued to push the dildo harder and harder so that it kept on entering Asma’s ass tunnel slowly but steadily. “Mercyyyy. Mercyyyy. I beg of you,” Asma kept shouting and pleading at the top of her voice as the pain became unbearable for her. After the dildo was half way within her body, the policemen took a pause.
Cheryl came and caressed Asma’s face and planted a kiss on her lips, “Dear, this is just a token of love from all those people who did not get a chance to make love to you. I hope you're enjoying it. Won’t you say thanks to the audience?” The searing pain inside her ass was driving her crazy. But Asma still managed to plead to Cheryl, “Noooooo. Pleaseeeee. Kill me if you want. But don’t torture me like this. I can’t bear the pain anymore. I beg of you.” Cheryl kissed her again and said, “Relax sweetheart. It’s only fifty percent inside. Fifty percent still to go. C’mon guys. Let’s resume our work.”
Again, the policeman in front stretched Asma’s ass cheeks apart with both hands with all his strength while the other continued to push the dildo even more firmly as it started sliding in slowly again. Asma's cries of agony again filled the stadium as the audience kept watching the LED screens with great pleasure, to see how the huge black dildo was slowly entering her naked body. At last, with a final strong thrust, the policeman shoved the whole of the dildo into the shuddering girl’s ass as she cried out with all the strength that was left in her. Meanwhile, the audience felt a big sense of satisfaction with the realization that the huge dildo was now completely inside the naked girl and was causing her immense agony and suffering.
“Ladies and gentlemen. As I said, this was a gift of love to Asma on your behalf. It has now been placed completely inside her body. And now Asma is fully awake once again and also fully prepared for her crucifixion.”
A thunderous applause from the audience sounded again in the stadium.
(author's note: all characters and events depicted in this story are fictitious)
To be continued ...
The audience was back well before 2 pm after having lunch. When they came back, they saw that Asma was tied in a standing position to the inverted square U beam again. But this time she was tied with ropes. Both her hands were stretched above her head and pulled far apart and tied to the beam. Both her legs were also stretched far apart and tied on either side of the beam giving everybody a clear view of her tormented pussy. Her pussy had turned completely blood red after the continuous hard fucking that she received for three long hours. Her beautiful naked body was still smeared with cum all over, and some amount of cum was still oozing out from her sex holes. Nobody had bothered to clean her, or perhaps she was purposely left that way. Asma was not yet fully conscious and her naked body was still shaking and shuddering at times.
Indeed, the audience felt very excited to see Asma in this condition, and they wished that the gangrape session would continue so that they can keep fucking her to their heart’s content. But it was already 2 pm and time for the event to proceed. And as the alarm sounded again, Cheryl and the three policemen entered the arena and took their place at the centre just beside where Asma was tied up.
“Ladies and gentlemen,” Cheryl started the announcement, “Thanks for being back on time. I know that many of you wanted to fuck this sweet girl but did not get an opportunity. So on behalf of all of you, I wish to present her with a gift.” The crowd became curious as a robot slided in on wheels with a tray in front of it in which a box was kept. It came and stopped beside Cheryl. Cheryl opened the box and brought out a huge black dildo from inside. It was more that a feet in length and about three inches in diameter and made of hard rubber. “Ladies and gentlemen. We will present this to Asma on behalf of you. Since most of you did not get an opportunity to fuck her, we will shove this dildo inside her asshole instead.”
This announcement sounded like sweet music to the ears of the audience and everybody burst out in a loud applause and cheer. They got extremely enthusiastic to see this huge dildo being inserted inside this beautiful naked girl. Cheryl went close to Asma and showed her the dildo, “Don’t you like it dear? I am sure you will enjoy it very much as it starts entering your ass, isn’t it?” A shiver ran down Asma’s spine as she stared in horror at the huge black dildo and realized what was going to happen. She immediately broke into crying and pleading, “Nooooo. Pleaseeee. Please don’t do this to me. I beg of you. Please have mercy on me. I won’t be able to bear the pain. Mercy. Pleaseeee.”
But by that time, one policeman had already come in front of Asma and passed his arms around her so as to grab her buttock cheeks and pull them apart on both sides so as to stretch her asshole wide open. Asma’s asshole was not as tight as before after the intense gangrape session, but it still seemed difficult for the huge dildo to enter. Of course the filling of cum would act as a good lubricant. Another policemen positioned himself behind Asma with the huge dildo and placed it in front of her asshole. The cambots were shooting all the views and feeding them to the LED screens. The audience stared passionately at the close-up view of Asma's asshole on the screen which was kept stretched open, and waited impatiently for the dildo to be thrust in.
“OK guys. Let’s give this beautiful girl her sexy gift,” Cheryl exclaimed to the policemen.
The policeman standing in front of Asma pulled her ass cheeks even further apart to enlarge her asshole as much as he could while the policeman at the back of her pushed the huge dildo inside with a very strong and determined thrust so that a certain section of it went inside her body.”
“Noooooooooooooo,” Asma gave a huge scream that reverberated in the stadium even without a microphone. Her naked body started shuddering again and tears started flowing from her eyes as her face became contorted with pain and agony. The audience replied with an equally loud roar of claps and cheers as the spectacle was too delicious for them to watch. The policeman continued to push the dildo harder and harder so that it kept on entering Asma’s ass tunnel slowly but steadily. “Mercyyyy. Mercyyyy. I beg of you,” Asma kept shouting and pleading at the top of her voice as the pain became unbearable for her. After the dildo was half way within her body, the policemen took a pause.
Cheryl came and caressed Asma’s face and planted a kiss on her lips, “Dear, this is just a token of love from all those people who did not get a chance to make love to you. I hope you're enjoying it. Won’t you say thanks to the audience?” The searing pain inside her ass was driving her crazy. But Asma still managed to plead to Cheryl, “Noooooo. Pleaseeeee. Kill me if you want. But don’t torture me like this. I can’t bear the pain anymore. I beg of you.” Cheryl kissed her again and said, “Relax sweetheart. It’s only fifty percent inside. Fifty percent still to go. C’mon guys. Let’s resume our work.”
Again, the policeman in front stretched Asma’s ass cheeks apart with both hands with all his strength while the other continued to push the dildo even more firmly as it started sliding in slowly again. Asma's cries of agony again filled the stadium as the audience kept watching the LED screens with great pleasure, to see how the huge black dildo was slowly entering her naked body. At last, with a final strong thrust, the policeman shoved the whole of the dildo into the shuddering girl’s ass as she cried out with all the strength that was left in her. Meanwhile, the audience felt a big sense of satisfaction with the realization that the huge dildo was now completely inside the naked girl and was causing her immense agony and suffering.
“Ladies and gentlemen. As I said, this was a gift of love to Asma on your behalf. It has now been placed completely inside her body. And now Asma is fully awake once again and also fully prepared for her crucifixion.”
A thunderous applause from the audience sounded again in the stadium.
(author's note: all characters and events depicted in this story are fictitious)
To be continued ...
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Piper Marie
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Another great story! Just what I need to get my juices flowing! 
CruxLove
Magistrate
Another great story! Just what I need to get my juices flowing!
thanks a bunch for liking my story Piper Marie .. so nice to know that you are enjoying it
CruxLove
Magistrate
Part Six – Asma’s Alluring Humiliation
As Asma stood in X-position bound by the ropes to the beam, her naked body shuddered with the pain of the torture she had been undergoing since morning. And that included the flogging, the gangrape, and the most recent dildo insertion inside her rectum. However, the big red welt marks all over her fair skin, the blood red texture of her tormented vagina, as well as the white cum sticking to every part of her feminine figure did not detract from her beauty. Rather, all of it went to make her even more attractive and arousing in the eyes of the audience.
“And now ladies and gentlemen,” Cheryl announced, “It’s time for the most important part of the event, Asma’s crucifixion. Let this event be a strong deterrent against terrorists worldwide as we shall now watch this pretty naked lady get nailed on the cross.”
One policeman pressed a button in his remote control as an X-shaped wooden patibulum entered the arena in vertical position on a roller base and stopped just beside where Asma was tied up. It was just as tall as her, and the audience anticipated that Asma would probably be directly crucified in standing position, and continued to watch eagerly.
“These are modern times," Cheryl continued, "So no hassles of carrying the cross through dusty roads. But yes, our sweet lady will run around the arena, buck naked as she is, and wave at you to express her joy for having all of you over here.” Cheryl then came beside Asma and licked her lips seductively, “Now c’mon dear. Stop crying and smile at the audience now. You look so beautiful when you smile. The policemen will help you.”
The policemen untied Asma from her post and removed her black heels. A leather collar was put on her neck instead to which a thin steel chain was attached, which acted as the leash as one policeman pulled her to the boundary of the arena, close to the front seats of the lower gallery, “OK girl. Let’s start.” Asma looked pitifully in the eyes of the policeman and begged again, “Kill me sir. But please don’t pain and shame me anymore. I can’t bear it sir.” The policeman gave a hard spank on Asma’s naked buttocks where the dildo was jutting out a little bit. This gave a sharp thrust to the dildo which was already deep inside Asma’s rectum, and made her jump and wail out in pain like a singed kitten. “Stop talking and stop crying. Smile and wave at the audience and start running as instructed. Otherwise I know what to do with you,” the policeman sounded firm.
As the searing pain in her rectum subsided a little, Asma tried her best to bring a smile on her face and waved at the audience. “Now run.” Asma started running slowly and waved feebly at the audience. The policeman gave another hard spank on Asma’s buttocks as the dildo thrust inside her sharply again and she cried out again, “Run faster and keep smiling.” Asma increased her speed as she kept waving at the audience while trying to keep a smiling face. The policeman kept pace with her while holding tightly onto the leash.
The cambots, efficient as they were with all their artificial intelligence, distributed themselves on the arena. One cambot stayed at the centre to pan Asma in long shot as she was circumscribing the arena. The other two cambots trolleyed with her on their roller wheels, with one in front and one behind the running girl as they took medium and close-up shots of her. The audience became so delighted at the view of the naked girl as she waved and ran past them and when she was far, they continued to watch the screens. Tears of pain and shame were all over Asma’s face even though she was trying hard to put up a smile. Her sensual naked figure covered in big red welt marks and sprayed with semen looked simply astounding as she ran and waved. Her full breasts bounced up and down rhythmically with every stride she took, and her creamy belly and navel jiggled above her wet red vagina lips from where a little semen was still oozing out. And her ample buttocks wobbled beautifully as a small portion of the black dildo jutted out from it making it look so erotic.
And as Asma continued to run in spite of the pain in her tortured body, all the men and women in the audience felt a beautiful surge of libido in them. Apart from the thousands of people in the audience, the spectacle was also being enjoyed thoroughly by the millions of viewers worldwide on the live webstream, as many sexy comments started coming in and got flashed on the screens in the stadium:
Hi baby .. I am waving my dick at u
wanna squeeze those bouncing tits & suck those perky nipples
just look at the dildo end sticking out of her wobbling naked ass, fantastic
ohhhh … I hav cummed for the third time today on this naked bitch
want to slap that red cunt really hard
so hottttt, just waiting to see her get nailed
Finally Asma was brought back to the middle of the arena panting and gasping, and with the sweat on her trembling naked body glistening smoothly. The policeman firmly held her up by the leash and did not allow her to go down on the floor. Another huge round of applause and cheers built up inside the stadium as another erotic spectacle culminated before them.
“Thank you for your support as always ladies and gentlemen,” Cheryl announced, “And now I want to give you all a very big surprise.”
Another policeman pulled out his remote also and pressed a button. And this time a spunky and sophisticated robot thumped inside the arena with a metallic noise and took its position just beside the X-shaped patibulum. Both its feet as well its left hand had clawlike projections while its so-called right hand was designed in the form of a drill machine that could drill big screws into position. The audience gasped in amazement as they had never seen or heard the unique crucifixion procedure that was unfurling before their eyes. One of the policemen also displayed the big drill screws that would be used by the driller robot or the drillbot to crucify Asma.
“I hope you like our drillbot ladies and gentlemen. His name is Hades, and he shall pin our beautiful naked lady on the cross just like a butterfly. So without much ado, I give the stage to Hades.”
The lights in the panels of the robot’s body lit up as it took a heavy step forward and the driller tip of its right arm began to rotate at a very high speed and with a shrill sound.
(author's note: all characters and events depicted in this story are fictitious)
To be continued ...
As Asma stood in X-position bound by the ropes to the beam, her naked body shuddered with the pain of the torture she had been undergoing since morning. And that included the flogging, the gangrape, and the most recent dildo insertion inside her rectum. However, the big red welt marks all over her fair skin, the blood red texture of her tormented vagina, as well as the white cum sticking to every part of her feminine figure did not detract from her beauty. Rather, all of it went to make her even more attractive and arousing in the eyes of the audience.
“And now ladies and gentlemen,” Cheryl announced, “It’s time for the most important part of the event, Asma’s crucifixion. Let this event be a strong deterrent against terrorists worldwide as we shall now watch this pretty naked lady get nailed on the cross.”
One policeman pressed a button in his remote control as an X-shaped wooden patibulum entered the arena in vertical position on a roller base and stopped just beside where Asma was tied up. It was just as tall as her, and the audience anticipated that Asma would probably be directly crucified in standing position, and continued to watch eagerly.
“These are modern times," Cheryl continued, "So no hassles of carrying the cross through dusty roads. But yes, our sweet lady will run around the arena, buck naked as she is, and wave at you to express her joy for having all of you over here.” Cheryl then came beside Asma and licked her lips seductively, “Now c’mon dear. Stop crying and smile at the audience now. You look so beautiful when you smile. The policemen will help you.”
The policemen untied Asma from her post and removed her black heels. A leather collar was put on her neck instead to which a thin steel chain was attached, which acted as the leash as one policeman pulled her to the boundary of the arena, close to the front seats of the lower gallery, “OK girl. Let’s start.” Asma looked pitifully in the eyes of the policeman and begged again, “Kill me sir. But please don’t pain and shame me anymore. I can’t bear it sir.” The policeman gave a hard spank on Asma’s naked buttocks where the dildo was jutting out a little bit. This gave a sharp thrust to the dildo which was already deep inside Asma’s rectum, and made her jump and wail out in pain like a singed kitten. “Stop talking and stop crying. Smile and wave at the audience and start running as instructed. Otherwise I know what to do with you,” the policeman sounded firm.
As the searing pain in her rectum subsided a little, Asma tried her best to bring a smile on her face and waved at the audience. “Now run.” Asma started running slowly and waved feebly at the audience. The policeman gave another hard spank on Asma’s buttocks as the dildo thrust inside her sharply again and she cried out again, “Run faster and keep smiling.” Asma increased her speed as she kept waving at the audience while trying to keep a smiling face. The policeman kept pace with her while holding tightly onto the leash.
The cambots, efficient as they were with all their artificial intelligence, distributed themselves on the arena. One cambot stayed at the centre to pan Asma in long shot as she was circumscribing the arena. The other two cambots trolleyed with her on their roller wheels, with one in front and one behind the running girl as they took medium and close-up shots of her. The audience became so delighted at the view of the naked girl as she waved and ran past them and when she was far, they continued to watch the screens. Tears of pain and shame were all over Asma’s face even though she was trying hard to put up a smile. Her sensual naked figure covered in big red welt marks and sprayed with semen looked simply astounding as she ran and waved. Her full breasts bounced up and down rhythmically with every stride she took, and her creamy belly and navel jiggled above her wet red vagina lips from where a little semen was still oozing out. And her ample buttocks wobbled beautifully as a small portion of the black dildo jutted out from it making it look so erotic.
And as Asma continued to run in spite of the pain in her tortured body, all the men and women in the audience felt a beautiful surge of libido in them. Apart from the thousands of people in the audience, the spectacle was also being enjoyed thoroughly by the millions of viewers worldwide on the live webstream, as many sexy comments started coming in and got flashed on the screens in the stadium:
Hi baby .. I am waving my dick at u
wanna squeeze those bouncing tits & suck those perky nipples
just look at the dildo end sticking out of her wobbling naked ass, fantastic
ohhhh … I hav cummed for the third time today on this naked bitch
want to slap that red cunt really hard
so hottttt, just waiting to see her get nailed
Finally Asma was brought back to the middle of the arena panting and gasping, and with the sweat on her trembling naked body glistening smoothly. The policeman firmly held her up by the leash and did not allow her to go down on the floor. Another huge round of applause and cheers built up inside the stadium as another erotic spectacle culminated before them.
“Thank you for your support as always ladies and gentlemen,” Cheryl announced, “And now I want to give you all a very big surprise.”
Another policeman pulled out his remote also and pressed a button. And this time a spunky and sophisticated robot thumped inside the arena with a metallic noise and took its position just beside the X-shaped patibulum. Both its feet as well its left hand had clawlike projections while its so-called right hand was designed in the form of a drill machine that could drill big screws into position. The audience gasped in amazement as they had never seen or heard the unique crucifixion procedure that was unfurling before their eyes. One of the policemen also displayed the big drill screws that would be used by the driller robot or the drillbot to crucify Asma.
“I hope you like our drillbot ladies and gentlemen. His name is Hades, and he shall pin our beautiful naked lady on the cross just like a butterfly. So without much ado, I give the stage to Hades.”
The lights in the panels of the robot’s body lit up as it took a heavy step forward and the driller tip of its right arm began to rotate at a very high speed and with a shrill sound.
(author's note: all characters and events depicted in this story are fictitious)
To be continued ...
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hongzu117
Magistrate
I can't wait to see how this robot torture our poor Ms. DOLL.The lights in the panels of the robot’s body lit up as it took a heavy step forward and the driller tip of its right arm began to rotate at a very high speed and with a shrill sound.
CruxLove
Magistrate
thanks for following my story .. now pl give a like in all the parts
that will inspire me to think of some sexy torture by the robot
hongzu117
Magistrate
As you wishthanks for following my story .. now pl give a like in all the parts
that will inspire me to think of some sexy torture by the robot
old slave
FELIS RESPICIENS
We've had a few modern crucifixions (shameless plug for The Fish Pond) including one I remember using a nail-gun, but cannot recollect a robot performing one before, well thought out, crux.love
And those drill-bits are super scary.
CruxLove
Magistrate
Thanks for liking the concept
and I shall check out your story as well.as regards this one, it's not a modern crux story, it's a futuristic crux story, so there has to be something completely new
And since expectations are mounting, my next chapter better be really good
CruxLove
Magistrate
Part Seven – Asma’s Crucifixion
The policeman removed the leather collar from Asma’s neck as the drillbot approached her. Standing naked and tortured as she was, the intimidating structure of the robot sent a most fearful chill down her spine as she stared at it in horror. In no time the robot’s hands which were drill-like and claw-like, had metamorphosed into humanlike palms with metallic fingers that had soft rubber lining so that they would not cut or scratch anything that they hold. The drillbot then grabbed Asma by her upper arms and held her up in the air.
Then it thumped towards the X-shaped patibulum mounted on its roller bases and put Asma down before it forcing her body to lean against the standing cross. The wheels at the base of the cross were locked so that the cross did not slide; and there was an additional lever support behind the cross so that it did not fall backwards. Immediately after that, the right hand of the robot metamorphosed into a rope dispenser as the robot positioned Asma on the cross and reeled out ropes from the dispenser tying both her hands and legs on it. Indeed, the robot was working at such a fast pace that Asma was overwhelmed with the proceedings as she found herself tied to the X-beam in a standing spread eagle posture.
Here, the drillbot paused for a moment. It appeared to take some snaps of Asma’s hands and feet. What flashed on the LED screens appeared to be X-ray images. There was also a comment mentioning that the drillbot wanted to avoid harming the bones, veins and arteries while crucifying Asma, so that she could have a higher endurance on the cross and her torture could continue longer.
Finally, the right hand of the robot metamorphosed back to the fearsome driller and emanated a shrill sound as it started rotating at a high speed. With clinical precision, it positioned itself in front of Asma’s left wrist and drilled a long drillbit through her wrist and through the wooden beam pinning her hand onto the cross. A more agonizing pain than what Asma had ever experienced shot through her body and her cry was even louder and shriller than the sound of the rotating driller. Without wasting time, the robot proceeded to nail Asma’s right hand too, as her cries only intensified in pitch and volume and her naked body started quivering like a fluttering butterfly.
And as the drillbot took a pause and stepped aside, Asma lost control on her bladder once again and let out another golden stream of pee. The audience was again enthralled with what they saw, and gave a thundering round of applause and cheers. The golden stream continued for some more time even as Asma continued to wail and cry due to the excruciating pain of being nailed at her wrists and her naked body continued to shudder heavily. And with that, the claps and cheers of the audience grew in intensity as they relished every moment of the spectacle thoroughly. Gradually, the stream of pee subsided to a small trickle, and finally died down.
“Ladies and gentlemen,” Cheryl announced, “We will not be nailing her feet now. We are switching off Hades for the time being. And there is a reason for that. We will be having one more gangrape session, and I don’t want the nails to restrict Asma’s legs too much. But this time it will be a paid activity. Every person will have to pay twenty thousand dollars to fuck Asma on the cross. All of this money will go to support the families of the victims of terror attacks. So all those who are interested may please register through your app.”
Cheryl’s words again sounded like music to the ears of the audience. And although the fees were quite hefty, fucking a girl nailed to the cross is an opportunity that rarely comes if ever. There were many rich people in the audience too and dozens of names got registered in a very short span of time.
“However there is one more announcement I need to make as part of the formalities. I need to show you the video recording of Asma’s statement in court before proceeding further,” Cheryl added.
The video started playing on the LED screens. In it a frightened and shaken Asma was seen addressing the Chief Justice wearing a hijab dress, “Your honour. I repeat that I am merely a clerk in the agency entrusted with handling files and registering people. I had no idea that these people were being recruited for terrorist activities. If I knew that, I would never have worked there. I never intend to work against the state. So please don’t execute me. Please let me live.”
As the video ended Cheryl resumed, “Ladies and gentlemen. I need to tell you that at this point of time if you think that Asma has been punished enough, you can vote for her to be executed by a quick process and end her suffering. So please think wisely and vote accordingly.”
The people in the audience again took out their mobiles to vote. The beautiful and innocent face of Asma always seemed to raise doubts about her involvement in terrorism. But since the court had already given an execution order, it had to be followed. However the question was didn’t the poor girl suffer enough of torture already? She had been flogged, gangraped, thrust with a dildo inside her rectum, and now her hands were nailed to the cross. Did she really deserve any more than this? Did she not deserve to be shown some mercy now and executed by a quick method instead of being agonizingly tortured on the cross even more?
The results of the poll were soon flashed on the LED screens:
CONTINUE WITH CRUCIFIXION: 67.3%
EXECUTE BY FAST METHOD: 32.7%
So a certain section of the audience did have pity on her condition. But they were in minority. The majority is probably more overcome by a lustful desire to see the pretty girl suffer even more. And for this majority, there was nothing to be gained by showing any mercy to Asma. Rather they were highly excited at the painful torture of Asma on the cross that had just started, and wanted to see more and more of it as the throbbing sensation of pleasure built up higher and higher within them.
Finally Cheryl’s voice sounded again, “So we will continue with the crucifixion as per the majority verdict. But before that, those who have registered to fuck the girl on the cross may please make your payment online right now and then queue up at the entrance to the arena.” Cheryl’s announcement was followed by a huge round of applause and cheers from the audience.
(author's note: all characters and events depicted in this story are fictitious)
To be continued ...
The policeman removed the leather collar from Asma’s neck as the drillbot approached her. Standing naked and tortured as she was, the intimidating structure of the robot sent a most fearful chill down her spine as she stared at it in horror. In no time the robot’s hands which were drill-like and claw-like, had metamorphosed into humanlike palms with metallic fingers that had soft rubber lining so that they would not cut or scratch anything that they hold. The drillbot then grabbed Asma by her upper arms and held her up in the air.
Then it thumped towards the X-shaped patibulum mounted on its roller bases and put Asma down before it forcing her body to lean against the standing cross. The wheels at the base of the cross were locked so that the cross did not slide; and there was an additional lever support behind the cross so that it did not fall backwards. Immediately after that, the right hand of the robot metamorphosed into a rope dispenser as the robot positioned Asma on the cross and reeled out ropes from the dispenser tying both her hands and legs on it. Indeed, the robot was working at such a fast pace that Asma was overwhelmed with the proceedings as she found herself tied to the X-beam in a standing spread eagle posture.
Here, the drillbot paused for a moment. It appeared to take some snaps of Asma’s hands and feet. What flashed on the LED screens appeared to be X-ray images. There was also a comment mentioning that the drillbot wanted to avoid harming the bones, veins and arteries while crucifying Asma, so that she could have a higher endurance on the cross and her torture could continue longer.
Finally, the right hand of the robot metamorphosed back to the fearsome driller and emanated a shrill sound as it started rotating at a high speed. With clinical precision, it positioned itself in front of Asma’s left wrist and drilled a long drillbit through her wrist and through the wooden beam pinning her hand onto the cross. A more agonizing pain than what Asma had ever experienced shot through her body and her cry was even louder and shriller than the sound of the rotating driller. Without wasting time, the robot proceeded to nail Asma’s right hand too, as her cries only intensified in pitch and volume and her naked body started quivering like a fluttering butterfly.
And as the drillbot took a pause and stepped aside, Asma lost control on her bladder once again and let out another golden stream of pee. The audience was again enthralled with what they saw, and gave a thundering round of applause and cheers. The golden stream continued for some more time even as Asma continued to wail and cry due to the excruciating pain of being nailed at her wrists and her naked body continued to shudder heavily. And with that, the claps and cheers of the audience grew in intensity as they relished every moment of the spectacle thoroughly. Gradually, the stream of pee subsided to a small trickle, and finally died down.
“Ladies and gentlemen,” Cheryl announced, “We will not be nailing her feet now. We are switching off Hades for the time being. And there is a reason for that. We will be having one more gangrape session, and I don’t want the nails to restrict Asma’s legs too much. But this time it will be a paid activity. Every person will have to pay twenty thousand dollars to fuck Asma on the cross. All of this money will go to support the families of the victims of terror attacks. So all those who are interested may please register through your app.”
Cheryl’s words again sounded like music to the ears of the audience. And although the fees were quite hefty, fucking a girl nailed to the cross is an opportunity that rarely comes if ever. There were many rich people in the audience too and dozens of names got registered in a very short span of time.
“However there is one more announcement I need to make as part of the formalities. I need to show you the video recording of Asma’s statement in court before proceeding further,” Cheryl added.
The video started playing on the LED screens. In it a frightened and shaken Asma was seen addressing the Chief Justice wearing a hijab dress, “Your honour. I repeat that I am merely a clerk in the agency entrusted with handling files and registering people. I had no idea that these people were being recruited for terrorist activities. If I knew that, I would never have worked there. I never intend to work against the state. So please don’t execute me. Please let me live.”
As the video ended Cheryl resumed, “Ladies and gentlemen. I need to tell you that at this point of time if you think that Asma has been punished enough, you can vote for her to be executed by a quick process and end her suffering. So please think wisely and vote accordingly.”
The people in the audience again took out their mobiles to vote. The beautiful and innocent face of Asma always seemed to raise doubts about her involvement in terrorism. But since the court had already given an execution order, it had to be followed. However the question was didn’t the poor girl suffer enough of torture already? She had been flogged, gangraped, thrust with a dildo inside her rectum, and now her hands were nailed to the cross. Did she really deserve any more than this? Did she not deserve to be shown some mercy now and executed by a quick method instead of being agonizingly tortured on the cross even more?
The results of the poll were soon flashed on the LED screens:
CONTINUE WITH CRUCIFIXION: 67.3%
EXECUTE BY FAST METHOD: 32.7%
So a certain section of the audience did have pity on her condition. But they were in minority. The majority is probably more overcome by a lustful desire to see the pretty girl suffer even more. And for this majority, there was nothing to be gained by showing any mercy to Asma. Rather they were highly excited at the painful torture of Asma on the cross that had just started, and wanted to see more and more of it as the throbbing sensation of pleasure built up higher and higher within them.
Finally Cheryl’s voice sounded again, “So we will continue with the crucifixion as per the majority verdict. But before that, those who have registered to fuck the girl on the cross may please make your payment online right now and then queue up at the entrance to the arena.” Cheryl’s announcement was followed by a huge round of applause and cheers from the audience.
(author's note: all characters and events depicted in this story are fictitious)
To be continued ...
CruxLove
Magistrate
hongzu117
Magistrate
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CruxLove
Magistrate
Part Eight – Tortured on the Cross
“I am proud to see that so many of you are paying twenty thousand dollars each to fuck Asma on the cross,” Cheryl commented, “Let me tell you that this is a great charity work from your side since the entire money will be distributed among the families of the victims of terrorism. Also as an added bonus, each of you who are making this payment will be given a needle which you can insert into Asma’s breast if you want.”
This was indeed a surprise treat for all the people who were participating in this activity. A loud volley of claps and cheers from the audience greeted this announcement.
“Now let me start off this session by interacting with the pretty girl myself,” Cheryl remarked as she came close to Asma, who was squirming on the cross, and tweaked her nipples till they became erect. Then she took a needle and pierced it into Asma’s right nipple so that it entered from one side and came out from the other. In spite of the extreme pain in her crucified wrists, Asma could feel this new pain also and shouted out loudly. Then Cheryl inserted a second needle through Asma’s left nipple as she cried out in pain again.
“There ladies and gentlemen. I have taken care of her nipples. Now you can insert your needles directly inside her breasts.”
The online payment having been completed, the queue was building up outside the arena entrance as the first person was allowed to enter. As he came in front of Asma, he had an instant erection. He started piercing the needle very slowly in one of Asma’s breasts and kissed her on her lips at the same time. Asma kept on writhing in pain and started pleading, “Please sir. Have mercy. Have mercy on me.” The man was now throbbing with excitement and thrust his penis inside Asma’s vagina while embracing her passionately. The drillbits kept Asma’s hands pinned to the cross as the man started fucking her vigorously. The thrusts became harder and deeper till he reached his climax and released himself deep inside the crucified girl. After that he came out, as the next guy in the queue was reday to start.
The second guy inserted the needle inside Asma’s breast with a sharp push. In spite of the excruciating pain of the nails in her wrists, Asma could still sense another layer of pain building up in her breasts as the needles were being inserted. Then this guy kneeled down and licked and sucked Asma's vagina greedily. He then enjoyed fucking her hard and ejaculating inside her before he moved on.
The third guy fisted Asma’s vagina for some time. He then put the needle inside one of her breasts slowly as he kept fucking her.
The fourth to enter was a lady. She inserted the needle swiftly in one of Asma’s breasts and then put her fingers on her clitoris and started pinching it very hard. Then she fucked Asma with a strapon and moved on.
It may have been around fifteen or twenty people. After that, Asma fell unconscious and hang loosely with her hands pinned to the cross. Her vagina had started bleeding by now. Even her breasts were bleeding to some extent with all the needles pierced into them. But the people did not stop. They continued to enjoy the moment as their turns came. And Asma’s swollen breasts continued to be pierced with needles and her bleeding vagina continued to get fucked.
After about twenty five people had had their turn, Cheryl finally intervened, “Dear ladies and gentlemen. Asma has been unconscious for some time. We should take care that she does not die now so that she can continue to suffer more on the cross. We have about twenty five more people who have registered to fuck her. I request you to please be patient and give us some time till we revive her. Our medical team will now bring her back to consciousness and strength with the help of steroids and other modern medicines. It’s 5 pm now. We can meet again after an hour. You may take a break to catch up on some snacks if you want, or stay back here to watch our medical team treat Asma.”
The audience responded with a volley of claps to express their approval and co-operation. Indeed they felt that as Asma stooped motionless from her cross with eyes closed, it was much less fun watching the event. It would certainly be much better if she was brought back to consciousness. Some of the people in the audience started leaving for their break while others stayed back to watch the medical team in action.
(author's note: all characters and events depicted in this story are fictitious)
To be continued ...
“I am proud to see that so many of you are paying twenty thousand dollars each to fuck Asma on the cross,” Cheryl commented, “Let me tell you that this is a great charity work from your side since the entire money will be distributed among the families of the victims of terrorism. Also as an added bonus, each of you who are making this payment will be given a needle which you can insert into Asma’s breast if you want.”
This was indeed a surprise treat for all the people who were participating in this activity. A loud volley of claps and cheers from the audience greeted this announcement.
“Now let me start off this session by interacting with the pretty girl myself,” Cheryl remarked as she came close to Asma, who was squirming on the cross, and tweaked her nipples till they became erect. Then she took a needle and pierced it into Asma’s right nipple so that it entered from one side and came out from the other. In spite of the extreme pain in her crucified wrists, Asma could feel this new pain also and shouted out loudly. Then Cheryl inserted a second needle through Asma’s left nipple as she cried out in pain again.
“There ladies and gentlemen. I have taken care of her nipples. Now you can insert your needles directly inside her breasts.”
The online payment having been completed, the queue was building up outside the arena entrance as the first person was allowed to enter. As he came in front of Asma, he had an instant erection. He started piercing the needle very slowly in one of Asma’s breasts and kissed her on her lips at the same time. Asma kept on writhing in pain and started pleading, “Please sir. Have mercy. Have mercy on me.” The man was now throbbing with excitement and thrust his penis inside Asma’s vagina while embracing her passionately. The drillbits kept Asma’s hands pinned to the cross as the man started fucking her vigorously. The thrusts became harder and deeper till he reached his climax and released himself deep inside the crucified girl. After that he came out, as the next guy in the queue was reday to start.
The second guy inserted the needle inside Asma’s breast with a sharp push. In spite of the excruciating pain of the nails in her wrists, Asma could still sense another layer of pain building up in her breasts as the needles were being inserted. Then this guy kneeled down and licked and sucked Asma's vagina greedily. He then enjoyed fucking her hard and ejaculating inside her before he moved on.
The third guy fisted Asma’s vagina for some time. He then put the needle inside one of her breasts slowly as he kept fucking her.
The fourth to enter was a lady. She inserted the needle swiftly in one of Asma’s breasts and then put her fingers on her clitoris and started pinching it very hard. Then she fucked Asma with a strapon and moved on.
It may have been around fifteen or twenty people. After that, Asma fell unconscious and hang loosely with her hands pinned to the cross. Her vagina had started bleeding by now. Even her breasts were bleeding to some extent with all the needles pierced into them. But the people did not stop. They continued to enjoy the moment as their turns came. And Asma’s swollen breasts continued to be pierced with needles and her bleeding vagina continued to get fucked.
After about twenty five people had had their turn, Cheryl finally intervened, “Dear ladies and gentlemen. Asma has been unconscious for some time. We should take care that she does not die now so that she can continue to suffer more on the cross. We have about twenty five more people who have registered to fuck her. I request you to please be patient and give us some time till we revive her. Our medical team will now bring her back to consciousness and strength with the help of steroids and other modern medicines. It’s 5 pm now. We can meet again after an hour. You may take a break to catch up on some snacks if you want, or stay back here to watch our medical team treat Asma.”
The audience responded with a volley of claps to express their approval and co-operation. Indeed they felt that as Asma stooped motionless from her cross with eyes closed, it was much less fun watching the event. It would certainly be much better if she was brought back to consciousness. Some of the people in the audience started leaving for their break while others stayed back to watch the medical team in action.
(author's note: all characters and events depicted in this story are fictitious)
To be continued ...
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hongzu117
Magistrate
Yeah！There is no mercy！