PART SEVENTEEN : Punishment...!!
Miserably,fighting exhaustion,plus her inevitably cramping muscles,in her arms,shoulders and thighs....Alison pushed the remorseless heavy wooden beam,with all the strength she could possibly somehow muster....slow forced steps, grunting in sweating effort all the time,whilst bitterly cursing her diabolical circumstances.....
"Howay,Alison, howay, whey aye pet,yee can div it...gan on move it,GRR !!" she muttered determined,under her breath,her head bowed in effort....
Onwards and onwards,marching slowly remorselessly, her naked body bathed in dripping,stinking, sweat and grime,she often found herself having to shake the sweat out of her eyes,the saltiness blinding her momentarily....still she,and the others toiled merely existing to work, at her wheel,behind were her friends, Barbara,and Messaline, whilst in front of Alison was a Negro lassie, who's name escaped them....grimly Alison noticed that the woman pushing the beam in front,was quite exposed,her naked sex lips clearly,obscenely on display,miserably she realised that
HER naked genitalia was also on display for all to see...she shuddered !!
Unfortunately, Alison had no other family members, having lost her Mam & step-Dad some years back,killed in a multiple Car accident, on the A1(M) near York. She had been left to fend for herself in South Shields working initially as a tea lady/apprentice for International Electromatix Ltd. She rose to prominence fairly quickly,and enjoyed her job...(until now !!) Her circle of friends was quite small,and she guessed,unhappily that she wouldn't be missed...
Naturally, she desperately yearned for her hometown,and it's obvious delights....(!!)
The Tyne and Millennium bridges,spanning the great River Tyne,The Newcastle Hub, the Angel of the North,up in Gateshead (she remembered her selfies,taken there for her Facebook account...) her nights on the lash doon toon, dancing at the,former, "Shearers" nightspot...before it'd changed hands....
"W
hey aye,lass,my god,I do miss the Toon Army, playing them Mackems wankers !!
Hah !! Knowin' ma fooking luck,they'll git relegated,that tight arse wank of an owner neyt splashin' the dosh,fooks sake !!"
she mused,sarcastically....before being shocked back to awful reality,by a savage stinging whiplash across her sweat soaked bare back !!
"Haddaway and go shite,yon fucking COOW !!"
she angrily retorted,annoyed at being caught out,daydreaming....groaning,her aching body pushed again at her nemesis the wooden beam...
As Alison and the other slaves wearily struggled their exertions at the grind-wheel,she noticed something, pretty early on,that made her blood run cold !!
At the far end of the cavern,in an alcove was something that filled the girls with dread !!
It was a Roman-style T-Cross !!
Leaning slightly against the wall,but affixed to the ground.Halfway up the upright "stipes",there was an ugly looking crude wood "sedile",which was topped by an unfeasible large plastic Dildo, designed to cruelly impale any unfortunate female occupant....and there was no doubting it's evil purpose !!
Alison shuddered, despite the cloying heat,praying silently that she wouldn't be an unwilling victim of the Cross of despair !!
After many long back achingly tedious hours of work,the slaves were ordered to cease work,they gasped in sheer relief !! They'd survived their ordeal for now....!!
They were soon unchained and made ready to return to their sleeping area,all except for one...
A loud wail of sheer despair rang out,as a girl was chosen to be crucified, it was MESSALINE !! She gabbled and fought hysterically uttering pleas,in her native French at her impassive captors !!
"Non,non,sil vous plait,non,oh baise moi !! NOOON !!"
Alison and her colleagues could only watch in silent horror as the struggling Messaline was hoisted up on the Cross and tied off... As she dropped onto the cruel Dildo, sexually impaled she gave a loud blood curdling howl,her legs parted obscenely by the "sedile"...she was now crucified,for her insubordination earlier,a stark warning to others !!
As the saddened party moved away they could hear the Frenchwoman's sobs of sheer pain and despair, soon interrupted by a loud swish and crack of a whip,joined by a shriek as she was summarily flogged !!
From one ordeal to another she suffered on the Cross.
They would never see her again.....!!
Messaline flogged on her Cross of pain !!