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cire

Magistrate
Yes, it's a pity that no writter of this time has made any comment about a woman'crucifixion ; to talk about me, I only can base myself on my own crucifixions , though that the pain is not at the same level (I'm of course not nailed and I'm not crucified to death ...)
I hope , and from your comments , I think that I was right, that I could transmit to you a part of the thoughts of a crucified woman ; I'm very touched by your tacts in general, and yes, I could be so much ravished if you could caress my nude body, hanged to this horrible cross , and I thank all of you for your so kind comments ... :rolleyes:

From your Messaline ...
Thank you very much for your powerful and brave statements Messaline. It's so very exciting.... :).
 

cire

Magistrate
DENA:

MESSALINE'S TITULUS, LOXURU NEXT IN LINE


.....dang. The rebel girl still has her Titulus hanging around her neck, with the sign covering part of her tits. That is something that I don't appreciate. I insert a hammer and a nail into my belt, to solve the issue.
Immediately I go get a ladder, lean it against the Patibulum of Messaline's cross, climb up some rungs, bend over to her, and take the sign off of her boobs. By stepping up another rung, it will be easy for me fixing the Titulus above her head to the Stipes.

Messaline on her cross is sweating like crazy under the hot summer sun, so do I. Of course in her case it's mainly due to the torture, her nailed bones and the cross. Nonetheless, sweat is running in streams down my bare breasts and down my rear, too. Though in my case it has something to do with the alcohol, the excitement, and the fact that I'm bothered. The men haven't placed the Titulus correctly. I can feel the anger rising in me. They are nothing but a bunch of lazy, drunk bums. If I'd get the chance, I'd whip these idiots to death.

To really attach the Titulus, I have to get in front and very close to Messaline's head, kinda sticking my tits into her face. When she is exhaling, I can feel her breath on my nipples, my skin. It's arousing me, sending waves of shivers down my spine. This is ultimate power, I'm in control of the ultimate death. If she wants to, she can reach my tits with her tongue. Oh shit, I've got ot get this done. With Titulus and a nail in one hand, the hammer in the other, I'm placing the sign above the executed girls head. I have stopped to watch out for her, don't mind if I touch her, or have the ladder against her body. While I nail the Titulus, I'm leaning over her bloody, sweaty shoulders, getting my boobs all messy. This has to be done. I will wipe it off, when I'm back on the ground.

As I hit the nailhead, Messaline's tits start to swing. Areolas and nipples erected, hard, goosebumps all over her body. A reason to look at her, laugh, and tell her:

"Hey Messaline, have you seen that. As soon as the cross is shaking some, your tits start wobbling. I hope you're not doing that to make us laugh. Let me try again. Watch out, see....."

Messaline looks down onto her boobs and indeed, as soon as I hit the nail to fix the Titulus, the shock send to the Stipes, got her tits dangle. That's fun. Then, still standing on the ladder, I'm taking the chance to check how the guards proceed with Loxuru, and what the deal is with that naked whore Lucia.

From above it's easy to see that two of the guys are bending the condemned male forward, lift his loin cloth, while a third one is obviously penetrating the victim into his anus. The stupid whore Lucia lying naked aside.

These motherfuckers drive me crazy. If someone would give them a snake, I bet you, they'd fuck a snake.

Getting back to the soil, I yell at them:

"Stop fucking that man. Bring him over here. We are supposed to kill the victim. It looks like you idiots got something wrong. Get going..."

The whole damned place is turning into one big brawl, giving the brave Legionaires serious trouble. Violently they calm it down with the handles of their Gladius and Pilums.

Even the fucking wives of the onlookers are screaming:
"We want to see his dick. Let us grab his balls. What are you waiting for, Dena, you fucking slut."

Some other bitch:
"Admit it, he fucked you in the dungeon last night....."

Another one:
"Yes, up in your ass..."

Hectorius yelling at me:
"It's out of control."

I reach for a woman close to me, and throw her to the ground. Pull off her tunic, to give her some lashes with the bullwhip. Bare breasted as she is, I push her back into the audience:
"Don't provoke me, and don't think that I will save you. Shut up you whores. If you keep rioting, I will have you and your Families nailed to the crosses with the stinking skeletons and rotting bodies over there. Your decision....."

I can feel that I have regained the respect of the mob. With the crowd still murmuring, they cool down.

It seems that only the already crucified Messaline, can overlook the whole situation perfectly.
In front of the Stipes Loxuru's Patibulum is lying on the ground, the guards pushing him over to me.

Honestly, the way Loxuru and Messaline have tied the rags around their waists, not that much is covered. They fixed the cloth in front of their sex with a knot. In Loxurus case, depending on the point of view, everybody can see his penis dangle underneath the loincloth when he is moving.
I grab the bloody, dirty wretch by his sorry, improvised loincloth, to pull him close to me. Turn him around, so he is standing with the back to the Patibulum.
I open the knot, tear the rag down, and advise the men to lay the naked victim with his shoulders onto his Patibulum.....

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CIRE:

Melissa has posted this manip a long time ago. I think it can state very well what the crucified must feel, as the Legionaire is fixing the Titulus.
I wish I'd have something similar showing a female delinquent.

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Thanks a lot Melissa.
 
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Yes, it's a pity that no writter of this time has made any comment about a woman'crucifixion ; to talk about me, I only can base myself on my own crucifixions , though that the pain is not at the same level (I'm of course not nailed and I'm not crucified to death ...)
I hope , and from your comments , I think that I was right, that I could transmit to you a part of the thoughts of a crucified woman ; I'm very touched by your tacts in general, and yes, I could be so much ravished if you could caress my nude body, hanged to this horrible cross , and I thank all of you for your so kind comments ... :rolleyes:

From your Messaline ...
One day your body will lust to be nailed...and we will nail it Messaline.....totally nude....and raise it up on the cross upright ... for all to lust after and abuse as we see fit....after the slave women have totally shaved and oiled your eager body...stretching out your lustful asshole....we will then proceed with your many anal rapes with at least 10 huge erect cocks...feeding your lust filled body with huge loads of the hot cum it lusts for...and needs for the nutrition for a long dance.....deep in your asshole and mouth to drink down...then a thorough scourging, front and rear, of at least 100 stripes ...not neglecting your erect nipples ..eager pussy and lustful asshole....with the short whip .which will give your body the deep beautiful stripes it is lusting for...you will lust to be nailed...stretching out your arms on the crossbeam eagerly... we will nail your lust filled body and raise it......your wrists supporting your entire body..the pain will cause you to willingly place your feet on the stipes nicely...helping us to nail them to the stipes....helping us to crucify you......you will then dance beautifully when you are nailed and are part of and one with the cross to satisfy all of our lusts......your body eager to be abused as we see fit...
 
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All these descriptions are wonderful and so much real !!! :very_hot:
For me, a little difference : I prefer when the condemned is nailed entirely to his cross before the erection of it ...
It's magnifiscent when I fell me , nailed to the wood, going up and finally seeing all what it is around my execution'place ...
I think your lustful eager body would take even more pleasure by just nailing your wrists to the crossbeam and raising it up totally nude and well striped from your scourging.... .nipples would be fully erect and .your eager pussy and lustful asshole would be cumming so hard during your raising....the pain in your wrists would be so bad you would willingly place your feet on the stipes nicely to be nailed....actually helping your executioners to crucify you.r eager body......


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messaline

Crucified Amazon
For your XMAss, cire and the others ... My last crucifixion at CruxWinds ( Second Life ) ...

"Brave girl !" Says the soldier " But she's wet !!! ... and she's cumming !!! "
 

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cire

Magistrate
DENA:

MESSALINE'S TITULUS, LOXURU NEXT IN LINE

Melissa has posted this manip a long time ago. I think it can state very well what the crucified must feel, as the Legionaire is fixing the Titulus.
I wish I'd have something similar showing a female delinquent.

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Thanks a lot Melissa.
That moment when the Titulus is fixed must be very unique to every condemned. A very personal situation again between that guard, and the crucified. I love the contrast. The Legionaire is free to move, knowing nothing about his future. On the other hand the executed, he knows that he is doomend. Two worlds actually collide........ Very entertaining.
 

cire

Magistrate
THE SLAVE DANIELAS WHIPPING



Not that many people were there yet, though more and more arrived at the scene. The executioners led the condemned slave Daniela into the center of the atrium, and then with certain amusement, merciless tore her clothes off.
WHIPPING

I was watching the gifs that Foggybottom has posted from Crissy Marie. I enjoy these sequences a lot. Here Foggybottoms original posts with Crissy Marie. I mean she is seriously kicking ass:


In this one Crissy Marie is interactive :oops:. Too bad that we can't hear what she is saying to her torturer:

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A situation like that has got to be so extremely entertaining. Not only to the spectators, but also to all the other people attending the punishment. Daniela's flogging in the story is attended by a good crowd. Amongst other, the also condemned Andrea and Cire, regular spectators, the Legionaires, the guards and Dena.
They all are watching voluntarily or involuntarily the killings a day prior to Dena's rookie assignment as an executioner.

When the condemned is maybe upset like in the gif above, and is yelling at the executioner, the fun is adding up. Her boobs are slightly moving as she is arguing with her torturer.........:firedevil:
 
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messaline

Crucified Amazon
In Loxurus case, depending on the point of view, everybody can see his penis dangle underneath the loincloth when he is moving.
I'm thinking : "You could cut it ! This man doesn't deserve to stay a man in death , he was too much naughty with me !Anyway, his intimate parts will be eat in first by the crows and I wish that he will be yet alive !!!"
 

cire

Magistrate
If I could, I should bite it ! You really are a bitch, Dena , in doing all what these romans are waiting from you without never wondering yourself concerning the guilt of the condemned ...
Anyway, I'm too much in pain to have some lust ...:eek:
I'm thinking : "You could cut it ! This man doesn't deserve to stay a man in death , he was too much naughty with me !Anyway, his intimate parts will be eat in first by the crows and I wish that he will be yet alive !!!"
Such a rancour, Messaline!:oops:

Always look at the bright side of life, remember.;)
More than understandable Messaline. You are reacting very moderate and civilised, concerning the fact that his wrongdoing is actually sending you to hell. Naked, in front of a stupid crowd. Your body destroyed and wasted.........:cursing2:

The idiots in the crowd are looking forward to be entertained. Many of them know that you are crucified for no reason. Immoral or not, they are getting off, seeing you struggle.....
 
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cire

Magistrate
DENA:

NAILING LOXURU TO THE PATIBULUM

..... I grab Loxuru by his chest and back to control him on his way onto the Patibulum. It's easier than what I have thought it would be. He is very well weakened from the flogging, doesn't resist and does not cover his penis. A fact that is astonishing me to a point. But everybody is reacting different, while standing naked in front of all these folks here.

I tell him:

"Really good that you don't cause a fuzz like the condemned sometimes do. I will nail your wrists to the Patibulum first, then we will bring you to your feet and attach the Patibulum to the Stipes. This will be the last time that you have your feet on the ground. Don't be surprised as your point of view is changing. If you want to take a look at the Stipes, you can see that the footrest is already attached. As soon as it's possible for you, you may want to search for support to release your wrists. Once you are standing on the footrest, I will think about your feet. I don't want you to faint. The more you can help me, the better it is for all of us. "

While I'm saying that, due to the contact of my hands with his chest, I recognize that his whole body is trembling. Each time I push him, his penis is swinging some. That's really amusing to me:

"Hey Loxuru, your penis and your balls are dangling really nice. Let's see what we get, once we have raised you."

Three of the guards give me a hand by lifting Loxuru off the ground. One man on each arm, one man taking him by his knees, to lay Loxuru down onto the Patibulum with his shoulders. First I have to make sure that where I want to drive the nails into the Patibulum, I don't face trouble with already existing holes. The guards know exactly what to do, and then secure arms and hands to the wood. Perfectly offering his wrists.
I take two of the nails and the hammer, and kneel down in front of his right arm. Hectorius is stepping up to us with his Pilum, while I put hammer and nail to the side.

With my right thumb I'm fingering for the correct position of the nail.
To fumble for the spot on Loxuru's wrist feels completely different, than what I have felt when I was searching for the spots to nail Messaline. To me he appears very strained. I can also recognize the flexing of his muscles and tendons underneath his damaged, glistening skin. With the male body it seems to be easier, finding the nailing positions.

Meanwhile the sun merciless is beating down. He is turning his head to watch what I'm doing. I wonder what he is thinking. I'm taking care of my job with bare breasts. He can watch the sweat running down over my erected nipples. So sensational, that he and all the people here can sense me in the center of attention.

I nod towards Hectorius, signalizing him that I've got the spot. The tip of the Pilum is cutting into the skin of Loxurus right wrist. The nail in my left hand I place it right into that cut, to then press it down. Loxuru has already seen how I'm doing the nailing, as he was watching how I attached Messaline to her cross. Maybe that knowledge is helping him, since he is still calm. The guards are holding the delinquent fixed while I'm twisting the nail further into his flesh, causing my victim to moan and transpire even more. I can see the drops coming out of the pores, merging with blood.

The guard securing his knees is pressing the legs together, squeezing Loxuru's balls and by doing so, is forcing the penis to stand up.
"Be careful", I tell the guard, "I will drive the first nail in. Eventually the fucking cock will squirt."

The guard holding the knees:
"I got you Dena. I'm forcing the stupid dick to stand up, by squeezing his balls with the thighs. The mess will, in the worst case, go straight out and just hit my hands. Go ahead."

Klock. With a moderate blow I drive the nail through his wrist to the wood, and watch how he reacts.
I got him screaming and writhing. Hectorius foresightful is kneeling down behind him, to secure his head.

A few more serious blows, and the nailhead is holding the wrist firmly to the Patibulum.

The guard in charge of the knees:

"He squirted only a little. Nothing to mention Dena. I will keep the legs in the same position. Later, when you work underneath the victim, you should not forget to watch out for actions of his cock."

I stand up with dangling tits, step over Loxuru's torso, to repeat what I did to his left wrist on his right. Hectorius has taken the Pilum again, to mark the skin, while I position the nail and force it down into the flesh with my left hand.

Hectorius sarcastically commenting:

"You are sweating like crazy Dena. As soon as you got his arms fastened, you should have another sip of posca. By the way, I think it was a good idea from you to work with bare breasts. Everybody here seems to watch your boobs. Even the crucified rebel Messaline is checking you out constantly. What a pleasure."

Actually I don't like to expose myself in public. It's normally not exactly my thing. But in combination with the alcohol, the power and the violence, it doesn't feel wrong at all. Obviously Hectorius can get along with it, too.

This time I take the chance to inspect my victim's body. The audience keeps screaming "crucify, crucify". Quite a number of female spectators is shouting and cheering. The penis seems to slightly erect, pulling the foreskin back, allowing us to check out his glans with the end of the urethra. Having the cock this way, we can guess the direction much better, shall he squirt.
Though I got no idea why the penis is half erected. This is probably something very personal, reminding me of the criminal Cire's execution yesterday. His dick also had been erected, as soon as his crucifixion was completed. I can see him dead a few steps away behind the new crosses, of course head and penis hanging down now, while Messaline is watching my work. Moving, twisting, constantly searching for comfort.

Klock, through the wrist. Klock, klock, klock. Some more heavy blows, and the left wrist is also attached. This time Loxuru's penis wasn't indicating anything, except exhibiting the glans......

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Here some of Markus' drawings, giving us a glance with his text what executioner and victim may consider during the execution.

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Thank you very much Markus for your creativity, and for sharing your drawings with us.
We have a female delinquent here, but still the drawings catch the moment prior to the nailing of the wrists really good, I think.

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Loxuru

Graf von Kreuzigung
A last job to be done. The executioner will nail Messaline’s titulus, still hanging around her neck. The executioner gets a ladder, leans it against the Patibulum of Messaline's cross, climbs up some rungs, bends over to her, and takes the sign. She looks angered, as if she is not satisfied about the men’s work and has to do the job herself to have it finished.

While she does, I get grabbed by two, or three men. They push me down firmly, and immediately, I realize that they are raping me, in turn.

Angered, I try to resist, but against three, and already weakened by the flogging, it is in vain, and it is better to turn down my thinking and let happen what happens. It is part of it, I suppose.

Meanwhile, the executioner has finished the titulus and is back to the soil. She yells :

"Stop fucking that man. Bring him over here. We are supposed to kill the victim. It looks like you idiots got something wrong. Get going..."

On that order, the men release me. I stay behind, shocked and humiliated. I look around, cross, Lucia’s fearful eyes (fear that she would be the next to be raped?), then Messaline’s. Somehow, in a flash, I notice, through Messa’s sufferings, a look of satisfaction and malicious pleasure in her looks, for what just happened to me. Even the dead on their crosses seem to enjoy my humiliation.

This happened while Lucia and me were a little bit ignored, as all eyes were on the crucifixion of Messaline. The attack on me has instigated some kind of a brawl among the onlookers, who apparently had wished to see my rape go on. But the legionnaires and the executioner restore order.

Once the crowd has cooled down, the guards grab me and bring me forward, towards the executioner. I am brought to my cross. The executioner turns me around, with my back to the patibulum on the ground. She unties the knot of my improvised loincloth and throws it on the ground. Naked – again – I am standing facing the crowd. Then she orders the men to lay me on the patibulum.

She grabs me by the chest to control me down onto the Patibulum. Trembling, I let her do. I do not resist, strange enough. The fear holds me from doing so, apparently. And for some reason, I feel ‘safe’ with her in my neighbourhood, after she has stopped my raping and kept the riot of the onlookers under control. Somehow, being crucified in a ‘regular’ way, feel less horrible than being lynched by the mob.

"Really good that you don't cause a fuzz like the condemned sometimes do. I will nail your wrists to the Patibulum first, then we will bring you to your feet and attach the Patibulum to the Stipes. This will be the last time that you have your feet on the ground, don't be surprised as your point of view is changing. If you take a look at the Stipes, you can see that the footrest is already attached. As soon as it's possible for you, you may want to search for support on it to release your wrists. I don't want you to faint."

Then she says :

"Hey Loxuru, your penis is dangling really nice. Let's see what we get once we have raised you."

But, frankly, that dangling penis is the last of my concern. Soon, I will be dangling myself!

Meanwhile, I am laying on the ground. One man securing each arm and one man by my knees. The executioner kneels down in front of my right arm. That man Hectorius is stepping up to us with his Pilum, while she puts hammer and nail to the side.

As with Messaline, she starts fingering with her thumb for the correct position of the nail. She seems to find the right spot very quickly. I watch anxiously every move of her! She is working with her breasts still bare, and sometimes, while she does the preparations, her dangling boobs, covered by sweat, come close to my face. Strange! When a woman’s breasts are so close to one’s face, it is either for breast feeding, or during making love. But in a situation of an execution, such is very awkward!

She nods towards Hectorius, that she got the spot. The tip of the Pilum is cutting into the skin of my right wrist. She places the nail in her left hand right into the cut, to then press it down. The guards are holding me fixed while she is twisting the nail further down into my flesh. It hurts, causing me to moan, tremble, and sweat. Still, why the first blood emerges from the cut, I look almost hypnotized to it.

I had intended to shout something like ‘Long live free Germania!’, but the fear and shock keep my words stuck in my throat!

Meanwhile, the guard securing my knees is pressing my legs together, and for some reason squeezing my balls. I hear them comment about them, from what seems a large distance.

‘Whack’ a screaming pain! That balls squeezing has diverted my attention, so I did not see the hammer come down! The terrible pain makes me yell like hell! I want to get from it, I writhe, but the power of the guards keep me secured. Hectorius kneels down and holds my frantically shaking head.

A few more terrible blows, apparently splitting my wrist apart, and the nailhead is holding my right arm firmly to the Patibulum.

While she comments with one of the guards (apparently, I have been squirting during the nailing), she jumps up with her dangling tits coming scarily close to my face. She starts to work on my left wrist. Hectorius uses the Pilum again to cut my skin again, while she positions the nail and forces it down.

I hear Hectorius commenting:
"You are sweating like crazy Dena. As soon as you got his arms fastened, you should have another drink. By the way, I think it was a good idea from you to work with bare breasts. Everybody here seems to watch your boobs. Even the crucified rebel Messaline is checking you out constantly. What a pleasure."

The executioner takes the chance to inspect my body. She watches the audience, which I hear shouting "crucify!, crucify!". I see Messaline watching my work from her cross, while moving, twisting, searching for comfort.

I look around. Where is Lucia?

‘Whack!’ through my left wrist. I scream and writhe again. Once again, I had been distracted and did not see the blow coming! Klack, klack, klack, some more heavy blows, and my left wrist is also firmly attached.
 

messaline

Crucified Amazon
"You are sweating like crazy Dena. As soon as you got his arms fastened, you should have another sip of posca. By the way, I think it was a good idea from you to work with bare breasts. Everybody here seems to watch your boobs. Even the crucified rebel Messaline is checking you out constantly. What a pleasure."
PaskellCrux10_3.jpg Though that my pain is unbearable, I can yet think ; I wonder why all that ? If I didn't meet this rebel Loxuru, perhaps that I could reach Rome and , meet Dena in other circumstances ; Yes, of course, her naked breasts are attracting and if I wasn't nailed to this horrible cross, it certainly will be a delice to have them into my hands, to lick them, to caress them and , step to step, going farer till a wonderful love session , bringing us to the ecstasy ... :rolleyes:
But, alas, it's too late ... I'll be soon dying, only hoping that I could reach this ancient place that , in Britanny, we thought existing , the "Tuatha Dé Danann" , or the "Mag Meld" (Pleasure'Land) ...
 

foggybottom

Venator imaginum
WHIPPING

I was watching the gifs that Foggybottom has posted from Crissy Marie. I enjoy these sequences a lot. Here Foggybottoms original posts with Crissy Marie. I mean she is seriously kicking ass:


In this one Crissy Marie is interactive :oops:. Too bad that we can't hear what she is saying to her torturer:

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A situation like that has got to be so extremely entertaining. Not only to the spectators, but also to all the other people attending the punishment. Daniela's flogging in the story is attended by a good crowd. Amongst other, the also condemned Andrea and Cire, regular spectators, the Legionaires, the guards and Dena.
They all are watching voluntarily or involuntarily the killings a day prior to Dena's rookie assignment as an executioner.

When the condemned is maybe upset like in the gif above, and is yelling at the executioner, the fun is adding up. Her boobs are slightly moving as she is arguing with her torturer.........:firedevil:
Hello Cire, I happened across your post and I'm glad that you enjoyed Crissy Marie, I kinda liked her myself. So as not to keep you in suspense with the soundless GIFs, I pulled the video back up and ran it through the Video Cutter so that you could hear what she is saying. Now I'm not great with this program yet but I did manage to get a few short clips out of it that are within the forum's upload limit. So here ya go.
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