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The Crux Contest
- Thread starter thehangingtree
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When you entered the contest...
so anyone not chosen to be crucified are auctioned off?
just of the finalists...
Kathy has been crucified for more than three hours. The crowd thins out somewhat as the best part of the ‘show’ is over and they leave before midafternoon heat gets too warm. Others go to the vendors’ booths to get food and cold drinks. Even with a good crowd remaining Kathy hangs alone from her cross.
There is no relief from the pain. My body stretches my arms yet the spikes hold fast. My feet buzz with pain but I can do nothing for them. The weight of my body compresses my chest and makes breathing difficult. And when I do manage a gulp of air it is tinted with the scent of the vendors’ barbeque. It smells nice but I will not taste any. I ate my last meal of dungeon gruel sometime yesterday. I am hungry already and that will only grow worse.
I need to move. With a pained grunt I push up with legs.
Damn, this hurts but for a moment or two I can breathe more easily. The crowd laughs at my struggle. They can all go to hell.
My back is being shredded by the stipe. If this is premium French crucifixion wood I’d hate to feel what the northwestern Arkansas timber would feel like.
The crowd thins as the afternoon wears on. They start heading down the hill to visit the restaurants and pubs in Little Brampton. I remain hanging from cross. The agony of my crucifixion will not end until death pays its visit.
-Kathy
There is no relief from the pain. My body stretches my arms yet the spikes hold fast. My feet buzz with pain but I can do nothing for them. The weight of my body compresses my chest and makes breathing difficult. And when I do manage a gulp of air it is tinted with the scent of the vendors’ barbeque. It smells nice but I will not taste any. I ate my last meal of dungeon gruel sometime yesterday. I am hungry already and that will only grow worse.
I need to move. With a pained grunt I push up with legs.
Damn, this hurts but for a moment or two I can breathe more easily. The crowd laughs at my struggle. They can all go to hell.
My back is being shredded by the stipe. If this is premium French crucifixion wood I’d hate to feel what the northwestern Arkansas timber would feel like.
The crowd thins as the afternoon wears on. They start heading down the hill to visit the restaurants and pubs in Little Brampton. I remain hanging from cross. The agony of my crucifixion will not end until death pays its visit.
-Kathy
Nobody does crux like Tree, and doesn't Kathy look gooooooooooood!!
Kathy does of course look better than good. I hope she is enjoying her torturous crucifixion...Nobody does crux like Tree, and doesn't Kathy look gooooooooooood!!
The day seems to have lasted forever. The torture of the cross becomes more intolerable with each passing minute yet death does not come. My breasts which attracted both men and women are now just lead weights making it harder to take air into my lungs.
I never thought I would be crucified. I gambled on winning a million dollars and now am waiting… no, wanting… to die. Darkness is coming.
I begin to panic. I don’t know if I can take the night stretched on the cross as I am!
The sun sets before me. I have no options. I am the prisoner of this cross until I die.
The sun sets and a single floodlight illuminates me as hang crucified. The spikes still hurt but now I suffer the chill of night after the wrath of the day’s heat.
Yes, at this time I beg death to come but it does not. In the darkness I feel my blood trickle down my arms and the sides of my ribs. It is just a trickle. I won’t bleed to death any time soon.
I try to relieve myself but end up with shit stuck between my buns. At least when I piss I missed my feet. It is going to be a long night.
So night is here. My nipples stand tumescent in the air. The floodlight is shut off (don’t ask me when; if I was wearing a watch I couldn’t look at it!) and I hang from my spikes waiting for Jollyrei.
There is nothing else to do…
-Kathy
I never thought I would be crucified. I gambled on winning a million dollars and now am waiting… no, wanting… to die. Darkness is coming.
I begin to panic. I don’t know if I can take the night stretched on the cross as I am!
The sun sets before me. I have no options. I am the prisoner of this cross until I die.
The sun sets and a single floodlight illuminates me as hang crucified. The spikes still hurt but now I suffer the chill of night after the wrath of the day’s heat.
Yes, at this time I beg death to come but it does not. In the darkness I feel my blood trickle down my arms and the sides of my ribs. It is just a trickle. I won’t bleed to death any time soon.
I try to relieve myself but end up with shit stuck between my buns. At least when I piss I missed my feet. It is going to be a long night.
So night is here. My nipples stand tumescent in the air. The floodlight is shut off (don’t ask me when; if I was wearing a watch I couldn’t look at it!) and I hang from my spikes waiting for Jollyrei.
There is nothing else to do…
-Kathy
Frank Petrexa
Tribune
Is there going to be a category 2 hurricane in this story? Dorian is supposed to hit HALIFAX tonight. (I hope everyone will be OK. It probably can't be worse than when the ammunition ship blew up in the harbor during World War I.)
no hurricane... sorry...
Kathy
Terra Nova Tramp
The agony of my crucifixion will not end until death pays its visit.
Please hurry Jollyrei and end my suffering!!!!!!!!!!
The agony of my crucifixion will not end until death pays its visit.
-Kathy
THIS DOES PRESENT A DILEMMA. ON THE ONE HAND, I DON'T WANT TO PROLONG SUFFERING. ON THE OTHER HAND, YOU ARE QUITE ARTISTICALLY HUNG THERE, AND WELL...
During the night the full moon rises. Kathy awakes from a nap and panics at her plight.
My god, just let me die! I can’t take this torture anymore! But Jollyrei does not visit yet. I shuffle about to find relief from the pain only to find more.
I cry out “Let this be over!”
But it doesn’t end. For want of a million dollars I instead hang naked nailed to this damn cross waiting to die.
-Kathy
The first glow of morning breaks. Kathy has been crucified for eighteen hours and is showing the wear the cross has taken on her.
As the sun rises Tree walks up the hill wondering if Kathy made it through the night.
Kathy is hardly dead. She glares down at Tree and says “You bastard! You made sure I will suffer as long as possible before I die!”
Tree pulls a flack out of his pocket anddrinks his breakfast takes a drink. He replies “I did my part. It’s up to you to die…”
My god, just let me die! I can’t take this torture anymore! But Jollyrei does not visit yet. I shuffle about to find relief from the pain only to find more.
I cry out “Let this be over!”
But it doesn’t end. For want of a million dollars I instead hang naked nailed to this damn cross waiting to die.
-Kathy
The first glow of morning breaks. Kathy has been crucified for eighteen hours and is showing the wear the cross has taken on her.
As the sun rises Tree walks up the hill wondering if Kathy made it through the night.
Kathy is hardly dead. She glares down at Tree and says “You bastard! You made sure I will suffer as long as possible before I die!”
Tree pulls a flack out of his pocket and
Kathy
Terra Nova Tramp
Why did I waste my time talking to him? He is drinking and probably half drunk.Kathy is hardly dead. She glares down at Tree and says “You bastard! You made sure I will suffer as long as possible before I die!”
Tree pulls a flack out of his pocket anddrinks his breakfasttakes a drink. He replies “I did my part. It’s up to you to die…”
piraland
Tribune
My dear Kathy!
Men are like that!
They promise you everything and then go drinking with their friends!
While you are dying on your cross, your friend tells jokes about you!
You are dead again for Nothing.
Kathy
Terra Nova Tramp
It slipped my mind due to the situation , pain makes it hard to focus.You’ve only managed to figure that out NOW?
Crux-Emperor Baracus X
Rectidolor
At 10 AM Saturday Kathy is removed from the cross. She is laid on a cloth where she lies still. Her pierce feet and wrists don’t move.
Suddenly her chest heaves and she groans “Am I dead?”
Tree lights a Marlboro and says “You are quite alive. The contract was for you to be crucified for twenty-four hours. You where crucified for a day and survived. An ambulance will be here soon to take you to a hospital to patch you up.”
And thus Kathy Summer served her sentence. Her broken bones in her feet are mended and the wounds from the spikes are carefully closed. Kathy spends six weeks in a Cruxtonian sanatorium. She looks marvelous.
I will get back at all those who crucified me. They will all be sorry for what they have done to me!
-Kathy
One can only hope Kathy reconsiders this folly…
The end
Tree
Suddenly her chest heaves and she groans “Am I dead?”
Tree lights a Marlboro and says “You are quite alive. The contract was for you to be crucified for twenty-four hours. You where crucified for a day and survived. An ambulance will be here soon to take you to a hospital to patch you up.”
And thus Kathy Summer served her sentence. Her broken bones in her feet are mended and the wounds from the spikes are carefully closed. Kathy spends six weeks in a Cruxtonian sanatorium. She looks marvelous.
I will get back at all those who crucified me. They will all be sorry for what they have done to me!
-Kathy
One can only hope Kathy reconsiders this folly…
The end
Tree
piraland
Tribune
I'm really happy Kathy survived!
To please Rias, could not you give her for example the "golden nail" to reward her magnificent performance?