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This is great temptation to write now own version of this probably most important moment – my (our) crucifixion. But in my opinion, we all should stay cool and refrain from doing so. Let's think about Carlos - how is he going to lead and tell this story if everyone introduces their ideas, moods and versions before he writing the next part ? It will made it all incoherent - chaotic ! After all, Carlos asks each of us for consultations - send them to him individually.
It is ok., more – it is fantastic to write about feelings, perceptions, but let we do it in relation to the ready chapter - after the next part appears. Carlos leads this story - directs it! That is why the beginning was so successful - and not only because of the "freshness" of the topic.
I also direct my words to Piraland. I do not agree with all of Carlos's ideas (not all of them are my “dreams”, "imaginations"), but he is working in a wider context, capturing a greater number of people. After all, even this constant admission of new people to "play" makes it difficult for him.
So let we establish our ideas with Carlos, write our parts for already presented parts. And my request - let's try, if possible, in our descriptions, take into account the background, other participants - not just us. For others, it may even be exciting to read how other comrades or observers see them.
I apologize for this instructive tone, but it seemed necessary to me.
Yours
I completely agree with that !:clapping::clapping: :clapping:
 
Wikk,
I agree with you, but Carlos has already told us how we are nailed, so I think it is up to us to describe our feelings, obviously only for those that Carlos has already considered crucified, I remember that they are all on the ground waiting for the contextual lifting of the crosses.
 
This is what I am doing:
I am writing the next part. It starts at the end of the previous (our arrival to the knoll top) and will cover up to the moment we are all nailed, waiting for the crosses to be raised.
When I say that Barb, for instance, is already nailed is because, in my draft, I have already wrote her nailing and sent that fragment to her, by conversation, for her comments.
I do this with each one of us. Their comments and own words will be posted included in my post, but in italics and different color to let the readers know that those are their own words.

So they are “... all on the ground waiting for the contextual lifting of the crosses.” only in my draft, but they won’t really be until I post the next part. See also my post #680.
In relation with Loxuru, Patrizio, Kathy, Piraland and this time Messa (by her own request) I will write brief mentions of their nailings and they (I hope) will take it from there. This has been the system before, and it helps me greatly with my workload.
So, as in previous parts, I propose you wait for my next part, setting the general plot and circumstances.
Then, it would be wonderful if you post your own texts adding your point of view and feelings.
I hope you approve, but of course everyone is free to do otherwise.
Also, if any of you want to ask me about the general plot or details by the conversations I maintain with every one of you, I would try to answer as soon as possible.
Thanks again for your patience!
 
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My sisters and brothers in the cross,
I have to apologize once again for the delay in continuing the story. I have some problems (not important really, but very time consuming) and my jobe takes also a lot of time.
So weeks co by without a single momento peaceful enough to write.
I really hope there is still somebody interested in the thread!
 
Part XII (In progress)

After some moments I spend trying to catch my breath, I look up and see the group of vertical stipes waiting for us. I notice there is a bigger group of carpenters and staff already busy taken down the poles and lying them on the ground of the hill top. They have probably been brought by plane or truck and probably arrived this morning.
I can also see a wide expand of dessert with a hint of the sea at the horizon.
I look around at my sisters and brothers in the cross, kneeling around me and we exchange some worried and excited looks. Eulalia, Barb, Loxuru…

I hear some clapping and cheering and I turn my head to see Kathy, now in loincloth and carrying a crossbeam reaching the summit and her destiny. She looks very pretty and her breasts are as sensual as I expected.
But my appreciation of the new Canadian’s attributes is interrupted by the arrival of a second addition to our execution company.
I am surprised to see one of the guests, a man, also tied to a patibulum and in loincloth. How many are we now? I ask myself. The hypnotical and mysterious attraction of the cross is still claiming new perverts!

-How many crosses we have Pete? - The Headmistress asks her husband looking also at the newcomers.
-Eighteen Darling- he answers with a serious look in his eyes.
-…That will be enough…for the time being…-She answers and I could swear I detect a dark expression in Pete’s face.

Now the executioners are starting to remove the crossbeams from our shoulders.
I look back at the front and I see just in front of me the shapely lower body of the Headmistress. Her pussy lips slightly and invitingly parted under her sheer seamless black pantyhose.
I feel hands tugging at the ropes and soon my patibulum is lifted from my back. With my hands unbound, without thinking, I embrace the Headmistress legs and grab her soft buttocks with my hands. She allows me without protesting.

-Now, now! It´s okay! Stand up for a moment – I obey -Let me free you of this…- She reaches behind me pressing her body against mine body, while undoing the knots and removing the rope around my waist and my loincloth. Then, she unties the cords that restrained my balls and penis.
The blood rushing back into them makes me wince in acute pain.
She laughs in a lovely way and presses her soft body against my pained cock.
Then, she covers it again with my loincloth.
-Feeling better? –She asks, always smiling.
-Yes Milady.
I answer and without being told, I kneel and embrace her again; my face against her lower belly. Her body feels incredibly good. I am now stark naked.
I straighten my back and try to reach her breasts. She smiles and unbuttons her jacket freeing her tits, offering then to me.
I start kissing the lower side of her globes and after a long instant, feeling their warm softness I take a nipple in my lips, caressing it hungrily with my tongue. Immediately it gets hard while she moans softly. I put my face against her skin and alternate with kisses and small bites.

She lets me do.

-Carlos, I am very grateful for your submission. You are behaving very well and you are pleasing me greatly. All this experience it’s being much more intense than I expected…but quite different in ways I didn’t anticipated…or at least…- she tells me tenderly.-
-But your cross is ready now. You will have to go to take your place soon. Stand up. I will tie you again.

I obey and turn around crossing my wrist at my back. She ties them together loosely; more a symbol than a real restrain. But I prefer to be tied as a reminder of my chosen submission.

-Very soon your fantasy will come true at last. You will be nailed naked up in your cross, in front of the guest!
…Go and take your place. I will be with you once I finish supervising a couple of things.
She says pushing me away and turning around to address the group of people working on the stipes.

-Get the crosses assembled and do the nailing first. Once they are all done we will raise the crosses!

I look and notice that the crossbeams and stipes are being prepared.
They are on the ground, arranged in a wide semi-circle; the tituli already affixed to the tops, the carpenters and executioners waiting by them; nails and mallets on their hands.
Everything is ready for our crucifixion. They just need our bodies to go on with their task.
I feel a shiver down my spine and I stand frozen.
I take a look around me; It´s quite a scene.

Some of the crucificands are already walking to the timbers where they will suffer and die, others are still being used or punished by their masters.

I see Wikk standing up, still with her crossbeam attached to his shoulders. He is now naked and showing a very long and hard cock. With Gabriella watching, Marlén is whipping his erection hard with a leather whip that coils painfully his manhood. I look transfixed at the punishment and marvel hearing him thank her mistress every time the whip strikes him.


Wikk is right behind Gabriella when he reaches the hill´s top.
Like the rest of the company the vision of the group of vertical stipes where they are going to die impresses him.
Wikk’s eyes are round from fear .. his head turns from side to side like as if in disbelief what is awaiting him here …
After the first shock he sees Marlén and Master George in conversation. She is asking or explaining something to Gabriella´s master and the conversation ends with George nodding his agreement to whatever she had proposed. He goes to Gabriella, frees her of her patibulum and getting behind her, moves aside her loincloth.

-On your knees girl! - He orders.
She can feel now his big cock, hot and engorged, against her silky bum.

George, very excited, bends her over, and shoves his thick hard cock between her legs and inside her
... mmmhhh...
:)



…with a swift but powerful thrust. She moans and Wikk, who is watching her with love and concern, wonders if she moans from pain, humiliation, pleasure…or a mix of the three.


Tthe view of the girl with who he fell in love.. now fucked brutally, makes his face red of shame and jealousy at the same time, he would like to be in the place of Master George – very much, especially since his penis is very enlarged and aroused by the chafing of his titulus on his genitals during his walk to top of the hill.

Gabriella feels the wild desire of the male that is going to execute her and she feels her own arousal growing.


She also sees a jealous and lustful look from Wikk, the boy who is so obviously loves her.

Her Master big cock feels good inside her, his thrusts are powerful and deep and she is happy because, once again, she is giving sexual pleasure to a man.

She feels George´s hands on her hips, her hanging breasts swinging with his assaults.

He keeps ramming her. Guests are gathering to watch the exciting show: Wikk being prepared for his cock whipping and the beautiful Italian escort being raped on all fours.

A couple of cameras are also closely recording the action.

George hands grab now her soft globes. His is approaching heaven, fucking the beautiful blonde whore that he is going to crucify.

She is also climbing high with him. As always, she gets excited giving pleasure, being used as a sexual object, as an escort…as a whore sentenced to shameful and public execution!

-Stand up! - Orders Marlén to Wikk, and he immediately obeys.

He is very scared ... - Don’t forget to thank me for each blow, let all our guests hear your thanks to me - asks his Mistress

She removes his titulum, passes it to one of the carpenters and grabbing his redden cock hard, frees it from the cords. Then, she takes a bullwhip and the proper distance and stance.

-It´s time for your cock whipping Wikk. Put it forward so I can take a good aim. I want an easy target!

Once again he complies. He is still tied to his crossbeam, very much in fear but nevertheless with a very hard cock.

He is breathing fast quickly and he whispers- ... Mistress Marlen .. I'm scared ... please ...



During a couple of very long seconds he waits for the first blow.

Her ladies are standing next to Marlén. Watching with intense curiosity the punishment she is about to inflict.


The Mistress is very skilled and her first stroke hits right on top of Adgan´s erection. He cries at the shear pain, twisting his hips instinctively to hide his member


(In this link, you may find the video that inspired me the scene and get a good and graphic idea of what I try to describe. Wikk tells me he looks very much like the submissive in the video


https://www.heavy-r.com/video/122123/Cock_Whipping/ )


The flogging continues with the whip falling with force and precision on Wikk´s cock.



He is constantly writhing with pain, he spins his hips, he bends and wants to hide the member between his thighs instinctively, the voice of his lady so adored by him makes him straighten up ... moans ... he is on the verge of crying, he trembles ... Despite this, he straightens up after a while after each blow.


Nevertheless he keeps offering it to her Mistress and thrusting his hips forward. In spite of the searing pain he feels every time the leather curls around his member, its size still increases.



-Well, my flogging is getting your cock harder! You are enjoying this! - Marlén exclaims.

-Yes Mistress! Thank you Mistress! - The young man grunts.



In the meantime, Gabriella is still receiving the powerful thrusts of Master George, his penis traveling deep into her cunt. She is sorry for Adgan, but the fact is that she is also very excited by the show.

The guests also look with fascination - What a sight - young wench on all fours, with hanging, big and nodding tits, fucked like a bitch from the back, moaning at the same time with pleasure, and a boy who is in love with her standing close, completely naked and scourged after his stiff, protruding member, writhing in pain and through tears thanking loudly after each blow into his outstretched from covering skin, reddened and maximally enlarged member … and fucked from her back wench is watching his whipped and moaning boy … Wench ? no, a lady preserving even now an unusual dignity…


From time to time she shifts her attention from Wikk´s hard punishment to her cross. The carpenters had already assembled her crossbeam to her stipe. Her titulum is also already attached to it:




GABRIELLA SIVILLA

REGINA PUTTANARUM



Her three nails are also waiting by the cross; Waiting for her young body.

She feels once again a shiver down her spine and a lump of panic at her throat…nevertheless she still wants to excite the men that are going to watch her naked and crucified.
 
My sisters and brothers in the cross,
I have to apologize once again for the delay in continuing the story. I have some problems (not important really, but very time consuming) and my jobe takes also a lot of time.
So weeks co by without a single momento peaceful enough to write.
I really hope there is still somebody interested in the thread!
yup
 
-Aaarhhh!...Thank you Mistress!-cries Wikk desperately again when Marlén´s whip painfully curls around his cock one more time.

-Ah! Oh! What a…!-Master George moans shooting his cum inside her sex.
And Gabriella feels her own body shaking in pleasure. The people watching her fucked, Wikk´s wiping, George´s pulsating cock inside her, the sigh of her cross ready…
She moans crying out an incredibly powerful orgasm…perhaps her last…

At last after about fifty lashes and with a very purple, hot and hard penis Wikk starts being flogged on his back and buttocks. The whip leaving bloody traces, Wikk falls on his knees moaning, but after a few of those, he is finally allowed to rest.

-Enough! You pleased me with your courage and your pervert behavior Wikk.- Marlén declares while grabbing his dick with her left hand.
-Do you still adore me? –she asks - … he nods looking at her with the eyes of an obedient and scared dog.

- Ok. my boy. Now your reward and your nailing.

Two of the carpenters quickly remove his patibulum from his shoulders and very soon his cross is ready for him.
His titulum stating:

ADGAN
PERVERT
ONANIST
WORSHIPER of WOMEN BEAUTY

The very small additional description is added now by one of the beautiful companions of Mistress Marlen

-Go to your cross now and lie on it –she orders.

Getting first on all fours and then up, Wikk goes to his cross.
Very soon the carpenters have him fastened to his cross with the plastic straps.

-George, bring your little Italian whore here, will you? She may now give Wikk his reward! – Marlén asks Master George who is just getting up after his mating with Gabriella.
Looking at the gorgeous blonde, still recovering on the sand, he tells her:

-Do as she says and when you finish go to your cross - he says pointing at hers, lying ready next to Wikk´s. - And I will get you nailed in no time.

She nods and putting aside her fears, decides to really give her best to Wikk; since she likes him so much, she would love to do something for him, he has been always very sweet to her.

He is now lying tied on top of his cross, wearing only the “crown” of cords around his head.
Peculiar, ugly sign ...but his eyes are nice under it, she knew he had sincerely loved her, she had touched him before, touched him in the shower.

He is also afraid, almost in panic. Very soon the nails will be hammered through his body!

No, he is in a panic! He looks around, at people looking at him, at cameras aimed at him so clearly … this fear is written at his face!

But on the other hand being like that, naked and exposed to so many attractive women excites him incredibly. So much that, given the choice, he would probably stay where he is; Even if only to be with Gabriella when she thrashes later hanging on her cross.

But right now, he is anxious for having her lips around his manhood!

He dreams about her, he wants to forget about fear, his body hurts, his penis hurts …

He raises his head and sees her coming to him.Her loincloth is still hanging in disarray from the rope around her waist. Her beautiful sex bare, her pear shaped tits swinging and a shy smile on her lips.-“I am very good at blow jobs”-She tells him while kneeling down besides his cross.She looks up for a moment, smiling...-"mmmhhh... sweetie, already hard and big for me... niiice...."She sees his eyes widen in delight and anticipation …
With one hand she raises his shaft, then she leans forward, disclose her red sultry lips and wrap on his balls sack. She lets her tongue flick and lick his balls, while sucking gently, letting one of his balls enter her mouth, hearing him moan from pleasure. She pauses, then she takes his other ball in her mouth and delicately sucks, coating them in the mean time with her saliva.

She closes her eyes for a second, her blue painted eyelids making an erotic contrast with the creamy skin of her face, then she lets his balls get out, her right hand reaching and caressing them. She looks up and smiles...
-"like it sweetie?" ;) She smiles again, leans forward and wraps her lips around his cockhead. She starts sucking, delicately, her cheeks hollow from the effort, while she lets his thick member enter her mouth, feeling it slide on the flat of her tongue. She lets her lips slide on his shaft, coating it with my warm saliva, until her nose grazes the hair at the base of his member.


Wikk is by now moaning loudly from the huge pleasure and the notion that such a gorgeous woman is freely and enthusiastically lapping his cock!

He dreamed about her so much, he likes her so much. His hips begin start to twist as if to copulate, his breathing and the heart beat faster.



Marlén in the meantime signals the assistants to get ready to nail Wikk at her signal.

She is holding one of the nails and positions herself by his left arm. She identifies the spot where the nail should pierce his wrist.

Then she moves back, her tongue tickling his slit, her right hand cupping his balls and squeezing them delicately in her soft palm. She pauses just a second, then she moves forward again, his cock sliding easily in her mouth, getting immediately harder at this sensual massage.

Slowly, she increases her pace, her mouth working expertly on his cock, letting it slide in and out of her mouth, massaging it with her lips, stimulating it with her tongue. She tilts her head and pushes back her blonde hair to give Wikk a clear view of his hard dick piercing her red lips.




She keeps on sucking him, her lips moving rapidly on his shaft, her nose grazing the base of his cock each time she takes it deeper in her mouth... in... out... IN... out... in... OUT. Then she lets it slide out, she sticks her tongue and pass it lewdly on his shaft, like she were licking an ice cream. she looks up at him....

-"you are a sweet
big boy, you deserve to be sucked... mmhhh... I love to suck you sweetie...."

She moves forward, now licking that little secret space between the base of his cock and his balls sack, then moving to his heavy balls, then between his legs, feeling his whole body shivering with pleasure.

She pauses, then takes his member in her mouth again, this time letting it slide till she feels his cockhead touching the rear of her throat. She keeps still, taking him deep inside her, feeling his member thick and rock hard, Taking his whole member in her mouth.


Wikk can´t hold back any longer and a long jet of his seed reaches with force in the Italian´s mouth.

She, wanting to give the best possible pleasure to her friend, swallows every drop while still licking, lapping and sucking his member.

Marlén gives him some long seconds to enjoy the fantastic blow job from Gabriella and then, putting her whole body behind the nail, pushes it hard through Wikk’s wrist.

Feeling the incredible pain, he arches his body while howling madly.

-Keep at it Gabriella, help him to bear the pain! - Marlén instructs the Italian escort.

Gabriella nods to her without letting Wikk´s cock to scape her mouth, continuing with her task of mercy and love.



Now the carpenters and assistants take over and with a big mallet finish putting in place the nail.

Immediately they move to Wikk´s right arm and hammer the second nail in place.

Wikk keeps thrashing and grunting. He wants to be brave for himself and for Gabriella. She keeps offering him his blow-job and the blissful sensation is really helping him to cope with the pain.

The girl can feel the hammer´s blows through the man´s cock and realizes that very soon will be her. She will be lying on her own cross getting her own nails!

While the carpenters move to take care of the feet nail, she feels a hand parting and caressing her cunt lips and a man´s dick penetrating her one more time. She moves to accommodate it, at shoots a quick glance over her shoulder.

Her new stallion is a man of about fifty, good looking, smiling while impaling her on his hard shaft.



-I would like to enjoy such an attractive woman like you before it´s too late, if you don´t mind! – He says pleasantly.

She has to agree. And besides he is very skilled and moves his hands all over her body caressing her skin delicately.

She is sucking Wikk when the feet nail is set in place with several hard blows of the hammer.



She is sucking Wikk when the two his feet are placed, one on top of the other, on the beam and his knees bent , she hears hard blows, feels the vibrating wood and shacking body, even in his mouth … and his hips jump, up, hit her face ... he hears a loud howl of pain ... he sees a pale face ... his mouth is painfully open ... his body is twisted like a serpent and his member falls out of her mouth ... now lies without moving, inertly …Inhales in shock … moans now louder and louder … it’s terrible !



Almost at the same time the hammer falls for the last time, the man fucking her, shoots a big jet of cum inside her and presses her clit with his fingers.

Totally surprised she is rocked by another wave of intense and insane sexual pleasure!



Somehow she faints for some seconds. When she recovers the man is gone. Wikk is starting to cope with his pain and Marlén touches her shoulder to get her attention.



-You were fantastic darling. You may kiss him goodbye now. - She says with some tenderness in her voice.
 
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Gabriella stands up and leans over Wikk´s face kissing him long and tender on his lips. He returns the kiss delighted. His loved Gabriella …

-We will stay together- He says while she stands up.
But just before turning around, she puts her sex on Wikk´s face. - Kiss my others lips goodbye if you want! – She adds with a beautiful and mischievous smile.

Taking advantage of the unexpected chance, the nailed man hungrily covers her cunt with his lips not caring at all of the recent men´s cum on her sex and enjoying immensely this last chance for worshiping the woman he so much admire. The woman he is going to die with.

He is doing it from his heart, forgetting the terrible metallic pain in his wrists and his broken feet…is doing it with his whole young heart, feeling that kissing her sex is the most important, the last thing in his short remaining life, he wishes he could go on forever!

-Very naughty – Marlén laughs – But now walk to your cross like the whore you are!

And Gabriella, her fate accepted, walks with elegant sensuality towards her cross. Very conscious of the admiration and lust she is enacting from the audience.
She remembers now the words she once wrote:

“My reason to go and accept the cross is to give pleasure (the most intense pleasure) to the men watching the execution. (My execution)”

“Why the idea of being crucified naked as a whore excites me? I guess for the sexual implies of that. I feel to be here to give pleasure to men, and what pleasure more intense that the one given seen a girl crucified to death? And if I have to suffer for their pleasure, so be it!”

Wikk watches her go. He is in excruciating pain, and he is sad because he won’t be able touch her again…but he is also happy because he is going to stay with her until the end. Oh! He feels so ready to die with her…for her!

“…Knowing that there is a man next to me, just wanting to die on the cross to worship a girl like me, to die for girls like me ...”- She reflects at the same time, both thinking alike in such a dramatic moment.


The moment has arrived. She reaches the side of her cross. Master George is waiting for her with the first nail and the hammer ready.
She removes the rope tied around her tiny waist and drops it on the sand with the remains of her loincloth still attached to it.
Without waiting to be told, she lies on top of her cross with the elegant movements of an Italian prima ballerina on the stage of La Fenice.

Everybody is silent now. Even Wikk watches her mesmerized from his own cross. His eyes now only for her

She stretches on the wood, inhaling deeply, her silky skin getting the first scratches from the rough wood.
The assistants put her delicate wrists and feet in place tightening the plastic straps and retire with a certain respect.
The moment is almost solemn.
Gabriella and Master George are surrounded by people; but somehow alone.

On the side, only Marlen is kneeling at the cross with naked boy already nailed to it -everyone left from here to look now at Gabriella. With her hand she touches his face gently, then his head wrapped with the tangled cord - they will raise you up soon, my little billy goat ... and you will be crucified as you always dreamed - it will happen ... You were obedient, you loved me in full delight for me .. even I liked you, your sincere admiration, your young manhood ... And I liked how you loved this young, little Italian whore - how did you fall in love with her...
Look now at her, my boy, how they nail, crucify her ... you both will be soon together, you will be next to her ... And she is not just meaningless - it's the queen, the reflection of the Goddess ... Lady of Babylon wanted to be crucified again and you will have honor to die next to her ... Dance well on your cross - the dance of lust … and now look at her not at me….

Yes, the moment is almost solemn- Gabriella and Master George are surrounded by people; but somehow alone.

He puts the nail tip on her right arm and tells her:
-I want you to watch while I nail you. Tell me when you are ready.
Gabriella bits her full lips and forcing herself to look nods slightly with fear on her green eyes.

Master George delivers the first blow. Strong and accurate, it drives the nail fully through her wrist and even a couple of inches into the wood.

Gabriella´s body jumps on the cross and she cries out her terrible pain.

Like the rest of the executioners George doesn´t stop. To lessen the cruelty, the task has to be done quickly. He wants to watch this beautiful young woman crucified, naked like a whore, but he doesn´t want to inflict her unnecessary torture.

He finishes with the first and moves to the other arm. With four more blows Gabriella´s arms are fixed to her cross. She has her eyes full of tears but she has watched every blow, as she was ordered.

George continues with the nail on her feet. He first pierces her delicate right foot.
She tries again to look, but she has to rest her head on the wood. Her Master let her be.
He puts now her right foot, the massive nail already protruding from her sole, on top of her left.

Without hesitation he grabs the big hammer and hits the last nail getting it across both her feet now.
Gabriella howls and thrash while her tears flow freely from her eyes.
Three more times the hammer descends and the task is done.

She is crucified, one with her cross, her titulum proclaiming she is the queen of the whores.

“Call me a whore, call me slut…insult me like I will be on the cross suffering for the mob!”

“ .. I .. … I will suffer for you … my Lady …” thinks Wikk looking at her

Master George, almost out of breath, the hammer still in his hand, contemplates the image of the woman. He is sorry for her. He likes her. But she was here to be crucified and his cock is still maintaining a hard rock erection. He has no regrets.

Gabriella now sobs quietly, her breasts going up and down with her labored breath.
Meanwhile every man and woman that had witnessed this step of her crucifixion, admires in awe the image of her perfect naked body with three big nails piercing her to the cross. Three big nails that are already killing her…
 
AMOSAD

Master John is walking at some distance behind Amosad when his prisoner reaches the hilltop. John is observing him with a certain degree of amazement.
The fat Spaniard don´t fall on her knees on the spot like most of his companions, but keeps walking towards the post that shows his own shameful titulum:

AMOSAD
VICIOUS AND PERVERT
UNFAITHFUL WHORE
And when in front of it, looking up at the place where he is going to die, he kneels with evident signs of intense arousal.
Master John can´t help but getting also excited by his charge`s attitude.
When he got in contact with him for the first time his attitude was very shy and reluctant.

John had never been interested in men before but when almost a year ago he was in Madrid for a period, Amosad´s profile got his attention in the Cruxforums website.
He wanted to be flogged and crucified and lived in the city, so John though that they could meet and he could fulfill Amosad´s fantasies.
They exchanged messages and pictures and the submissive immediately accepted a punishment of 100 lashes, also promising:

“…Y luego te comeré el rabo con verdadera glotonería…”

Amosad disappeared for long periods, but also wrote things like:

“…Como el perro esclavo que soy, te suplico que me apliques el castigo que quieras…” or

“…Y deseo ser tu puta, para que dispongas de mi como te plazca”.

Nevertheless, he vanished completely when John demanded a meeting to administer him his due punishment.
Later, the Headmistress contacted him with the project of this event and he saw the chance of hooking Amosad up in it. And it worked!
Amosad showed up and, at last, he was whipped and raped by John who enjoyed with him his first homosexual experience.
And now on this knoll John was going to execute him by crucifixion.

And he had to admit that his pupil was behaving well until now.
He was obviously excited by what he was about to suffer and John would say that none of the crucificands was more aroused by the prospect of his execution than Amosad. He showed signs of incredible sexual arousal and a big desire for the cross.
John can see him now kneeling transfixed in front of his stipe, still supporting his crossbeam. Amosad´s engorged cock is pushing his loincloth. He is craving for his cross!

So he walks to him and removes the ropes and the patibulum with the help of a couple of carpenters.

-Please prepare his cross; I will nail him as soon as I rape him one last time- John says to them.
-Oh, Master…I am ready! - Amosad moans.
-Bend forward then, pig! - John orders while getting his cock out and pushing aside the loincloth of the condemned.
John is surprised again by his complete submission. When he put his penis tip between his ass cheeks, Amosad pushes back hard, impaling himself completely.
-Take me Master! I am your whore! Take me and then crucify me!-he cries out loud.

All this creates some expectation and a group of guests gathers around them.
The steamy situation, the twisted and eager attitude of the condemned and his imminent execution raise the sexual charge of the atmosphere.
An attractive redhead disrobes from her waist down and placing her cunt in front of Amosad, starts masturbating vigorously with his face.
John keeps ramming him hard and feels his lust increasing too in such a hot situation. His pupil is clearly enjoying the raping!
Indeed Amosad is still thrusting back, trying to get his Master´s rod deeper inside him and at the same time putting his tongue out in order to increase the pleasures of the redhead that is using him.

And John surprises himself wishing he could offer himself to Amosad too. He wouldn’t mind being used by his slave for his last pleasures…but that won´t be appropriate…at all…so he keeps shoving his hard cock in him.

Behind the gorgeous sex of the woman Amosad can see from time to time his cross. The vertical upright has been taken down and the crossbeam fixed to it. The tools and nails close in the ground. His cross is ready!
At that moment he feels his master´s cock profusely spurting inside him and his own penis jumps soiling his loincloth with a log jet of cum.
Almost immediately the redhead´s body is shaken by a thunderous orgasm and the three of them fall tangled together on the ground for a couple of minutes until they, somehow, recover.

-Up! Is time to fix you whore! –John orders getting up the first and regaining his role quickly.
-Yes Master! - Answers Amosad now with traces of both fear and excitement in his voice.
He crawls and gets up, goes to stand by his cross and waits for his Master. The public moves back a little, giving the carpenters and Master John some room around the cross to work.
The redhead, still flushed and naked from her waists down, blows a kiss to the man about to be crucified.

-You have cummed without my permission! – Master John says seeing the stained loincloth.
-Yes Master. I couldn´t help it. It was very arousing feeling you using me for your pleasure…
-Well that is no excuse. Get ready I will strap you hard. Ten times on your ass and ten times on your cock.
-Yes Master. I deserve it, I am ready. - Amosad answers.

His pupil´s increasing perversion surprises him once again...and his own, for that matter, Master John reflects.
He grabs his leather strap and delivers the twenty hard blows that the Spaniard takes with evident signs of pain but good composure.
Throwing now the strap to the ground, Master John gets very close to him and putting his arms around the condemned´s waist He starts unknotting the rope that holds the loincloth, soon getting him totally undressed.

-Lie down now on top of your cross. – John instructs in a soft voice now- It´s time.
-Amosad obeys and tries to adopt the position he chose when he accepted the Headmistress´s summon:
Legs flexed and four nails to fix him forever to his T shaped cross.

The assistants take quickly over and strap him in position. They use the plastic zippers they used the day before when they tried their crosses.
This time when they cut the plastic he won´t be able to stand again.
He looks along his body and sees his small penis hard and proudly pointing up.
Master John is now standing at his left side, holding a nail and a hammer in his right hand. With his left, he grabs Amosad´s cock and caress it with his fingers tips while softly explaining to him:

-Now I am going to nail you.
The Headmistress has decided that the crosses will start to be raised when all are ready with every crucificand already nailed.
I will start with your left wrist and proceed without stopping until the four nails are in place. You know this is what it should be done with you, right?
-Yes Master- Amosad answers with clear emotion in his voice.
-Are you ready?
-Yes Master.
-Ask me then. - John demands.
-Please Master crucify me!
-So be it. Bite this - Master John says putting his leather strap between Amosad´s teeth.

Without wasting a moment, he places the first nail on the precise point on the left wrist. One of the assistants takes hold of the nail with a set of pliers, maintaining it vertical.
Master John, without hesitation raises the hammer and delivers a precise and strong blow on the nail´s head.
Amosad´s body jumps up as far as his restrains allow and a guttural cry forms in her throat.

"...cuando el primer clavo atraviesa mi muñeca. Dios! que cachonda me has puesto. Como una perra sumisa!"

As promised, Master John continues working with the hammer and with two more blows the nail reaches its place, through the body of the condemned.
The assistants and the Executioner move to the right wrist and repeat the process while the crucificand keeps thrashing and twisting on top of his cross.
The arms done the men move to the feet and hammer in place the two remaining nails.
The job completed, Master John gets two steel skewers about ten centimeters long and shows then to Amosad.

The naked man is still trying to slow his breath and to adapt to the incredible pain. But his cock is hard for everybody´s delight.
Master John, still holding the skewers, takes again the tortured man´s cock fondling it with his left hand.

-I know you wanted these in your nipples, isn´t it?

At that moment Amosad cums again in her Master´s hand.

-You dirty pig! – Master John exclaims, not totally displeased by his pupil´s reaction to his caresses.

And again without wasting time, he pushes the skewers through the nipples of the nailed man who looks down at his pierced body experiencing a real turmoil of emotions, and still craving for the continuation of his crucifixion.

Master John retrieves his strap from Amosad´s mouth and tells him:
-Now you are ready. You only have to be raised and your crucifixion will be completed…as you wanted…you know this had to be done…
-Yes Master…and thank you Master…-Amosad, still highly aroused, says in a voice full of pain and emotion.- You make me so horny Master! I feel totally like a submissive bitch, como una perra sumisa!

-Good!- Master John answers – Would you like to lick my cock clean, Puta? We have still some time before the crosses are raised.
Amosad tries to nod and John walks close to his cross, putting his member where the man, lying nailed on his cross, can reach it with his mouth.
Eagerly he starts lapping and sucking his Master`s cock with enthusiasm.
 
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After a moment of absence from the forum, I was happy to see the new part added by Carlos here. Thank you so much for this new part I expected so much.

Maybe this thread will revive again? I myself slowly began to lose hope, but I don't blame Carlos - that's real life. I also hope that the other participants will come back here and this story will be filled with their comments. Will it work - what do you think Carlos?

I really like the first fragment, the part of Amosad too. While writing about my expectation for this next "critical part of the story" I absolutely did not expect me to be the first nailed (after all, I am probably the most "from the second plan" and the shy character among all Crucificands as Carlos called us long ago). Additionally, Carlos' ideas - what he planned for me in this part – it was the most unexpected for me (as I got fragment of this part some time ago). And here, in front of all readers I want from my heart to thank Gabriella, that he accepted the idea of Carlos ( this one of surprises for me) and that she wrote the most exciting fragments (in green) I met. Reading this and imagining the whole situation (how symbolic for me) was extremely exciting!!

Reading it I added” live” (in blue) my first associations, maybe not quite accurate, giving them to Carlos for consideration (I thought they would be in some part corrected, formatted?) Here - maybe unfortunately, we have the first version.

Again I would like to say - Thank you very much wonderful Gabriella!, thank you Carlos ..
 
All together is so difficult: when the last is fixed on cross the first will already hang an hour!
But the sensation crucified together is not to describe with few words...

I choose for the nail ½ into the hand and ¾ under into the foot.
A body dirty, nude and with some blood.
In stead of a crown an elastic belt.
 
Maybe this thread will revive again? I myself slowly began to lose hope, but I don't blame Carlos - that's real life. I also hope that the other participants will come back here and this story will be filled with their comments.
Concerning me, I am still standing by, tekst fragments written, waiting for a hint from Carlos to complete my next part.

I still like participating in this thread very much!
 
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