I am back!!! Sorry for having disappeared for a while (issues at work), and thanks a lot indeed to Skorpio for all his very beautiful drawings and to everybody for your nice comments. I have seen that he has moved forward in the story, and this is very nice. If you do not mind, I am getting back where I left, reposting the last of his drawing which I did not comment, with something that I have just written looking at his artwork. I hope I will catch up with the others very soon.
Sweet sweet kisses to ALL!
Gabriella
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Gabriella shakes her head from side to side. Simply, she cannot believe that such a pain can exist, and that it is being inflicted, will full force and inhumane cruelty, on her. Her tears filled gaze fixes on her left hand, trying to focus on the big nail grotesquely protruding from its base, her bright red blood oozing from the wound, some droplets scattered on her forearm and on the floor. She feels both her hands like they are immersed in hot lava, and the pain does not remain confined, but spreads and raises on her arms to reverberate up into her head in awful agony. Then, a sudden spasm sends the nail scraping on the bones in her wrist and a new fast wave of the most severe pain explodes in her brain. She cannot stop the scream rising from her lungs and escaping her sultry lips as she writhes in her renewed agony..."aaaaAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH".
The mob loves her suffering and shouts it loud, the insults filling the clearing, spurring the soldiers to keep on hurting her, to hoist her up on her throne, so that all can see her naked body as she is tortured to death. Just few women cover their mouth, terrified at the gruesome show of agony they are witnessing to. The guards around her grin, their gazes fixed on her lithe body, as she squirms on the dirty floor, her tits heaving as she breaths hard, lost in her agony, her feet at times stomping on the ground.
"Hit the Queen where it hurts!" a fat young man in the forefront on the mob shouts out loud. Skorpio's attention, up to now focused on the naked body of the girl in front of her, is diverted for a second, and he turns to look at him. His loins ache, as his hard cock presses on underneath his armor. He nods. Then he steps forward, just in front of her, between her flailing legs. Rapidly, he pulls off the lower part of her armor, then lowers his trousers, his member springing free, his gland engorged in red. He is cold, his grey eyes hard as steel as he does not hesitate and lies down on her, his hand reaching for his cock and guiding its head at the entrance of her pussy, parting her pussy lips. He pauses to look at her suffering eyes, then he pushes. A hard push. Hard.
His cock easily enters Gabriella, lubricated by the sperm of the other soldiers and the Queen's blood, already in her ravaged pussy. For Gabriella, it is like a thick long rod is inserted in her most tender parts, and she can feel that first penetration up to her stomach as she howls at the renewed agony in her pussy, her head tossed back..."aaaahhhhh aaaahhhh". He grins, pulls back, than pushes hard again, contracting his glutes like he were digging deep in her flesh with his member. Gabriella whimpers in pain, assaulted from the nails in her wrists and his cock in her cunt, unable to stop him as he rapidly builds up his pace, pounding her against the dirty floor... in... out... IN... out... IIINNN.
At this show, the mob goes crazy, the shouts ear deafening now, the cat calls and insults hurting Gabriella deep in her soul as she is suffering from the rape and from the nails. She closes her eyes for a second, trying to detach from what is happening to her, but a stronger push, and the subsequent movement of her hands against the nails, bring her to reality, her body in agony as his thick hard cock pounds her deep in her pussy and a new wave of appalling pain explodes in her limbs and brain: "aahh aaah AAAAAAHHHH". Skorpio grins excited, his hands moving up her ribs to keep her still, his thick fingers grazing on the terrible wounds on her torso. But this time, only her lower lip trembling reveal how she is suffering tremendously from those welts.
He keeps on pounding her, increasing his pace, his garlic scented breath on her pretty face, until his cock throbs, throbs again, and finally explodes in her tender pussy, flooding her with his sticky sperm. He pushes once more, then gets out, grabs his trousers and rapidly dresses himself again.
Gabriella lies there, legs spread wide, panting hard, lost in her misery. She cannot know that her rape was ordered by the commander in chief, and intended to humiliate her in front of her people, and to show how the power of Rome deals with its enemies. Her was a state rape. Rome raped her. And the worst part of her ordeal is still to come.
