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Assistant executioner
Deborah and Her Pursuit of Peril through the Ages - Being Cruxed on the Beach
Her experiences in the Roman times and the hurried affixing to the cross on the beach behind her Deborah finds herself traveling again through time on her seemingly endless journey through time. The soldiers had hit her hard across the face to knock her out as their captain approached. Deborah had lay there nude and looked somewhat like the other wretches that found themselves cast ashore form the disintegrating hulk lying on the breakers.
The ruse had worked.
He had believed his men as he looked down on her nude body and then poked her slit with his sword. She did not move so comatose was she from the blow to the head. he opened up her lips with the tip of his long sword studying the oozing sticky liquid inside her labia. With a knowing look to his men he ordered them about their business as he owned her up further exposing her pink. The recently fresh sperm trickled out of her down to her anus, where it rested. Deborah did not yet know it but this thorough fucking she had just taken from the Romans would assist her greatly in the next chapter of her sluttish journey.
As she moaned in her dream like state the first heavy nail went through her.
"Oh god" she whispered in her dream as she detected the pain in her left wrist, the blows driving through her delicate lower arm. Involuntarily she convulsed her lower body in agony and the Captain, still standing at her feet overseeing his mens work on her, smiled as more sperm from his mens earlier defiling of the girl eased its way out of swollen pussy and coated her upper thighs and bottom. He thought to himself there was at least six mens loads in her from the amount of cum she was ejecting. He took his cock out.
She was by far the pick of the galley whores lying all around this sordid scene and he wanted his opportunity to mark her.
The men carried on their orders as they glanced back at their officers huge penis, hard and glistening, his tip flaming red and firmly in his grasp. The soldiers looked at each other furtively as the man in the resplendent officers uniform edged his feet closer to the recumbent nude. He was going to leave his officers mark on Deborah, the mark of the Roman legion would be stained up the length of her torso, as their commander he would not be putting hs cock where the other lower ranks had already been.
Then as the second nail was about to be applied to her other wrist the Captain threw his head back and as his sperm left his cock he ejaculated through the air in arc.
As the stream of white ejaculate fell through the air towards Deborah there was a sudden flash around the naked woman and in an instant she vanished. The officers seed landing with a splash on the hard wooden cross.
Deborah had gone. Gone to another time period....
She had taken her part crux experience with her, nude and vulnerable she would experience another level of peril, in her next encounter with the sadists who seemed to perpetually inhabit her world
Her experiences in the Roman times and the hurried affixing to the cross on the beach behind her Deborah finds herself traveling again through time on her seemingly endless journey through time. The soldiers had hit her hard across the face to knock her out as their captain approached. Deborah had lay there nude and looked somewhat like the other wretches that found themselves cast ashore form the disintegrating hulk lying on the breakers.
The ruse had worked.
He had believed his men as he looked down on her nude body and then poked her slit with his sword. She did not move so comatose was she from the blow to the head. he opened up her lips with the tip of his long sword studying the oozing sticky liquid inside her labia. With a knowing look to his men he ordered them about their business as he owned her up further exposing her pink. The recently fresh sperm trickled out of her down to her anus, where it rested. Deborah did not yet know it but this thorough fucking she had just taken from the Romans would assist her greatly in the next chapter of her sluttish journey.
As she moaned in her dream like state the first heavy nail went through her.
"Oh god" she whispered in her dream as she detected the pain in her left wrist, the blows driving through her delicate lower arm. Involuntarily she convulsed her lower body in agony and the Captain, still standing at her feet overseeing his mens work on her, smiled as more sperm from his mens earlier defiling of the girl eased its way out of swollen pussy and coated her upper thighs and bottom. He thought to himself there was at least six mens loads in her from the amount of cum she was ejecting. He took his cock out.
She was by far the pick of the galley whores lying all around this sordid scene and he wanted his opportunity to mark her.
The men carried on their orders as they glanced back at their officers huge penis, hard and glistening, his tip flaming red and firmly in his grasp. The soldiers looked at each other furtively as the man in the resplendent officers uniform edged his feet closer to the recumbent nude. He was going to leave his officers mark on Deborah, the mark of the Roman legion would be stained up the length of her torso, as their commander he would not be putting hs cock where the other lower ranks had already been.
Then as the second nail was about to be applied to her other wrist the Captain threw his head back and as his sperm left his cock he ejaculated through the air in arc.
As the stream of white ejaculate fell through the air towards Deborah there was a sudden flash around the naked woman and in an instant she vanished. The officers seed landing with a splash on the hard wooden cross.
Deborah had gone. Gone to another time period....
She had taken her part crux experience with her, nude and vulnerable she would experience another level of peril, in her next encounter with the sadists who seemed to perpetually inhabit her world