Tuesday, May 8, 2019--Day 128. Here’s a new one called "A Betrayed Lover".
"They spent hours entwined in each others arms-exploring the intimate recesses of their bodies-giving unimaginable pleasure to each other. But then things changed. Apollonia grew distant, demanding time away from her hungry partner. Celia could only wonder what had driven a wedge between them. She soon learned when she discovered that Apollonia had taken a lover–a young man from the village. Seething with anger at the betrayal, Celia plotted her revenge. She visited the local magistrate and, although she had little use for men, offered her young body to him in exchange for his assistance from him in enacting her vengeance on her former lover and her new love interest. He eagerly accepted. As she lay beneath him as he used her body for his pleasure, she kept focused on the vengeance she would soon gain. Allowing herself to be used in this degrading manner was worth it for the results she knew it would produce. Trumped up changes were brought against the couple. The young man was condemned to spend the remainder of his miserable days toiling in the sweltering mines and led away. For Apollonia, the judgment was equally harsh. She was sentence to death on the cross. On a clear Spring day, she was nailed to a cross in the garden of the estate. She begged Celia to help her and, with a crew smile on her face, she merely laughed at the suffering blond girl. Instead Celia began playing with Apollonia’s naked body. She knew it so well–every spot–every secret place that could produce indescribable pleasure or agonizing pain. She freely probed, pinched, nibbled, stroked, clawed, twisted, slapped and caressed the most sensitive and intimate spots on the helpless blond girl’s body–bringing her close...so very close...but never allowing her the release she so desperately craved. Instead, Celia, thinking about Apollina’s new-found interest in cocks, summoned a group of about twenty of the estate’s male field hands and gave them free reign to rape and violate the girl while she was still nailed to the cross. Celia watched for a while and then left as it went on and on... In the late afternoon, she returned to garden where an exhausted Apollina was near death. Ropey strands of cum leaked from her lower openings and she could barely open her eyes. Seeing Celia, the now broken Apollina whispered softly, "I...I’m so sorry..." Celia gently brushed a strand of blond hair from the girl’s face and then softly kissed her on her lips. She then cooly whispered in her ear, "Some things can never be forgiven..." She smiled cruelly, turned triumphantly and silently walked away, leaving Apollina to the final hours of her slow and agonizing death..."
