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Markus's graphic Italian story, previously posted in 'Pleasure in Suffering',
with an English translation by Eulalia
Note: a new, even better, version of this comic,
with English speech in the bubbles,
is now in the Archive and available as an e-book
http://www.cruxforums.com/xf/resources/the-crucifixion-of-karen-by-markus.632/
http://www.cruxforums.com/xf/threads/crux-forums-e-book-library.4744/post-383179
The barbarian princess who dreamed of dying on the Cross!
The Crucifixion of Karen.
with an English translation by Eulalia
Note: a new, even better, version of this comic,
with English speech in the bubbles,
is now in the Archive and available as an e-book
http://www.cruxforums.com/xf/resources/the-crucifixion-of-karen-by-markus.632/
http://www.cruxforums.com/xf/threads/crux-forums-e-book-library.4744/post-383179
The barbarian princess who dreamed of dying on the Cross!
The Crucifixion of Karen.
Today we live in a society that is apparently civilised and democratic, where the state assures its citizens their civil rights and social security. Now law and the punishment for crimes are mainly inspired by humanity and not by revenge. It wasn't like that in the old days, even among highly advanced people - witness the utterly uncivilsed methods used by the Romans for the public execution of the condemned, including women, especially for capital punishment. The punishment most used as the ultimate deterrent was CRUCIFIXION, surely the worst way to die, the most slow and agonising, the most inhuman! The Romans greatly enjoyed the spectacle of the Cross, they used it especially and enthusiastically for their enemies - and for any woman, any young barbarian girl barely out of her adolescence, there was the real possibility of ending her life ON A CROSS!
2000 years ago, I was called Karen, I was a German girl of 18. I died crucified one hot day in August 58 AD. I remember it all, every moment, every experience of that last day of my life. The day dawned warm but cloudy, the morning breeze caressed my semi-naked body, burning from the fierce whip-weals of yesterday's flogging. And now the day had come for our torture to death, our time of reckoning, paying in pain for the rebellion of my people against the Roman conquerors. Fear seized my mind, but I didn't want to make that obvious to my executioners!
We arrived at the little Execution Hill after a short march outside the city. They untied our wrists and ordered us to undress. We could only keep a linen rag tied on our hips to cover our pussies.
Defeated! Our beaten warriors. And now... the Romans' revenge. All the chieftains of our tribes had been crucified. I was afraid it would end up like this... and now they’ve no more to deal with but me and the other women! Just strip us and stretch us out on our crosses!
‘Karen, I'm scared. I d-don't want to die like this!’
‘Don’t cry Oona! Don’t whine!
We’ve lost, and now we’re going to be crucified.
The Romans will have their revenge.
If we’d won, we’d be doing the same to them, you know!
So try and die with a bit of dignity!’
‘Stuff dignity! Karen...
I don’t want to die crucified –
IT’S – HORRIBLE! GHASTLY!
Only a twisted mind could conceive such a thing!’
‘Listen to me, baby!
When you’re up there on the cross,
remember me, Publius Servius,
because I’m the one who willed you up there!
There were some who wanted to spare you -
but I couldn’t miss watching a pair of boobs like yours,
swinging together on your sweaty, panting chest!’
‘Perverted pig!
And he tells me, too...
I could be his own daughter,
but he wouldn’t give a damn,
he just wants to watch me suffer and die in agony on the cross.
And all because he fancies my big breasts!’
‘Pff.. at least he’s honest, no slimy hypocrisy.
At least you know now why you’ve got to squirm to death on the cross today!’
Like he said – though I was only 18, hardly more than a kid, my tits were like they are today – like a dairy cow’s! I scarcely understood, driven more by instinctive impulses than by reason – but those words of the centurion unleashed in me conflicting urges: I hated him for his perverted lust, and yet I felt proud to know my woman's body aroused such thoughts in a man! I was shocked by the feelings of desire, of impatience, that I was feeling - as if I couldn’t wait to be brutally nailed onto a cross!
They were the symptoms of what – of course I couldn’t have known - Freud would have called sadomasochism, that is, the ability to enjoy one's own suffering, which was already very well-developed in me, as I was soon to discover...
As soon as we had finished trying to cover our pussies they dragged us in front of our crosses and ordered us to lie down. The Consul read out our death-sentence. I began sweating with the warmth and with fear, now it would be just a matter of minutes and we’d be nailed to start our crucifixion! Dread and excitement were struggling in my mind, and I was feeling butterflies in my stomach!
Fuck! My legs are shaking!
I'm so... scared! Utterly terrified!
Who wouldn’t be? I'm about to die ... CRUCIFIED!
Stretching myself compliantly on the cross with soft submission, I was trembling with terror thinking of what I was about to experience!
My God! I'm about to be CRUCIFIED!
I, me, myself, Karen, just 18 years old ...
born to die on a cross!
The most hideous of deaths!
Who knows what pain...?
I’ll be pissing and shitting myself with it,
I know... I’ve... I’ve seen it... so many times...
I’ll be CRAZY! Like an animal!
After all ... it’s their intention, and their only intention,
to bring about the death of the condemned with the maximum possible suffering!
It is an exemplary punishment ...
a warning for any who may think of rebelling against the power of Rome.
Above all, WOMEN MUST SUFFER MOST!
‘Stretch yourself more, slut! And spread out your arms!’
My breasts were so full and sweaty that they slid like watermelons either side of my chest. I was panting breathlessly!
Just a few seconds - and I'll be nailed!
IT'S INHUMAN,, Oona’s right!
But ... if we had won ...
I'm sure I would have liked to see their women crucified!
Roman women, so beautiful, so haughty!
The cross is.. it’s THE torture for women!
A crucified woman is MARVELLOUS!
I've seen them ... and it's spectacular .. AMAZING!
And now .. it's MY turn!
My 'titulus', announcing my sentence, had already been nailed to the cross.
On it was written just 'KAREN 18 (years old) IS SUFFERING HERE’.
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