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The Gods’ Edicts Part XI - Rei’s Recompense

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The three naked slave girls laid down on the crosses obediently and silently. As executioners grabbed their wrists and stretched out their arms along the crossbeams, the Lead Executioner watched the slave girls’ faces. The one on the right, who had been marched up first, looked frightened and curious, her eyes darting back and forth, trying to determine what the men were doing to her.

Stupid slave he thought with a smile. She had no idea that she was about to be crucified. This was good. She would scream and squirm and panic all the more once it began.

The girl on the middle cross was wide-eyed and still, barely moving, clearly frozen in fear, not resisting in the slightest as his men pulled her arms taut. She knows he thought as he watched her ample breasts resting on her stretched out chest.

The last slave girl, the short blonde who would be nailed to the leftmost cross, was trembling in fear as her skinny arms were stretched out along the crossbeam. He could not tell if she fully understood what fate she was about to suffer, but he could see from her visible terror that she would regardless put on a good show.

A dozen of his men worked with perfect efficiency. As an executioner held down an arm on each of the slave girls, another grabbed a nail for each wrist, so that all six nails could be driven in simultaneously to get the three slaves ready for crucifixion.

His men with the nails ready and hammers in their hands looked at him, and he looked over at the three condemned girls at the front of the stage, the Caldlow girl still squealing and gasping as the King thrust into her furiously.

The Lead Executioner turned back to his men and gave a curt nod.

Six hammers swung down, and all three slave girls screamed out in shrill, piercing cries of pain!
 
Rei and Kaira had been unaware of the slave girls being marched up behind them to the lowered crosses. When the slave girls screamed, Rei and Kaira jolted and looked back over their shoulders, trying to see what was happening.

Rei saw a muscular, naked bald man with a large, semi-erect cock. She recognized him from Penny and Lexi’s execution, he seemed to be the Lead Executioner, second only to the King in this cruel show of capital punishment.

The Lead Executioner snapped his fingers aggressively at her and Kaira and said “Faces forward, traitors!”

Rei and Kaira immediately obeyed, trembling in terror as they listened to the three slave girls behind them continue to scream in agony and pain.

Shara heard the wails of pain also, but she was too overcome by the King’s huge cock filling her to react at all. She desperately wanted his rough fucking of her to end. Her mouth had not closed since his penis had entered her, she felt like every breath escaped her lungs as an involuntary sound of carnal agony. Her loins ached, her breasts stung from slapping together, her arms were shaking with exertion. And the crowd was loving it. And somewhere behind her, three women were screaming in agony.

Gods help me! Please! Shara prayed desperately in her mind.
 
All three slave girls on the crosses were nailed at their wrists within thirty seconds. For the executioners, it was a swift, synchronized exercise in efficiency and professionalism. For the three slave girls, it was thirty seconds of sheer agony and blinding pain.

As soon as their wrists were secured, the executioners who had held their arms in place immediately moved over and spread their legs and began fucking them.

The petite blonde slave on the left cross could barely see through the tears in her eyes, she was trying to look at her wrists and her mind was having trouble accepting that they were nailed to the wood, bleeding and radiating extreme pain. When her legs were spread she gasped, then yelped in agony as her virgin loins were penetrated for the first time. She squirmed instinctively, multiplying the pain from her freshly nailed wrists.

The slave girl on the center cross felt the executioner enter her and she cried out at the pain of being fucked while her wrists were nailed to the cross. Her heavy breasts rocked back and forth as she experienced the most pain she had ever been subjected to in her two decades of life.

The slave girl on the right cross was doing everything she could to thrash against the nails in her wrists. This only made the pain worse, but she was completely panicked and besides herself with shock and pain. The executioner between her legs was having trouble maneuvering his cock into her with her flailing like this, so he motioned to another executioner who knelt over her face and slapped his cock against her cheek. Her face flushed immediately and she gasped, looking up at him with eyes watery with pain and wide with terror. He stared into her eyes as his fellow executioner finally entered her with his manhood and she moaned loudly with surprise and grim understanding of her circumstances.

The Lead Executioner watched it all and nodded with approval. He would have each slave girl get fucked two or three times, then have his men nail their feet and raise up their crosses.
 
It’s just so cruel and deliciously unfair! 3 innocent slave girls nailed to the wood to help distract the crowd from any conjecture over the King’s prowess. A typical solution for the Realm of the Gods Edicts!

There’s surely something happening in the background to cause such high availability of slave girls for the cross? Is it a genetic mutation that causes a skew towards female births- either generally or within the slave class? Or are male babies less favoured and subject to brutal culling, or shipped off to the galleys and mines on their 18th birthday???

@Illara I’m letting my kinkbrain a little free and thinking of adding an origin story to explain this imbalance, probably with a science fiction angle. Perhaps you might like a preview of my thoughts before I write a background story?
 
Loinclothslave said:
It’s just so cruel and deliciously unfair! 3 innocent slave girls nailed to the wood to help distract the crowd from any conjecture over the King’s prowess. A typical solution for the Realm of the Gods Edicts!

There’s surely something happening in the background to cause such high availability of slave girls for the cross? Is it a genetic mutation that causes a skew towards female births- either generally or within the slave class? Or are male babies less favoured and subject to brutal culling, or shipped off to the galleys and mines on their 18th birthday???

@Illara I’m letting my kinkbrain a little free and thinking of adding an origin story to explain this imbalance, probably with a science fiction angle. Perhaps you might like a preview of my thoughts before I write a background story?
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I love any and all fan fiction and fun additions to this twisted little world I’ve been writing in! In my mind it’s just that this Realm has been expanding and enslaving many of the villages and towns and smaller nations around it. The male slaves are sent off to mines or other more physical labor while female slaves work in domestic roles or pleasure roles. In these large public executions the King will take a group of the many many female slaves he owns and have them ready to be “expended” in the fulfillment of the execution; he has so many what does he care? Thats been my rationale for it
 
The three slaves on the crosses each endured at least two of their executioners ejaculating inside of them (the petite blonde on the left cross got fucked thrice, the executioners finishing quickly due to arousal at watching her big eyes stare up at them in terror as her perky breasts bounced on her chest); thus ridding them of their virginity so that they could be put to death in accordance with the Gods’ Edicts. The tan slave girl on the right cross got a smattering of cum from one of the men who had nailed her wrists all over her face and neck and upper chest.

The Lead Executioner clapped his hands together and his men immediately set to the penultimate work for these three slave girls’ crucifixions. It took one executioner each to secure their legs and get their feet positioned one atop the other, and then another man to place the nail above their top foot.

All three slave girls were laboring to catch their breathes after the quick succession of nailing and rough fucking. But their screams erupted anew when the hammers drove the thick iron spike through their feet, pinning their feet to the cross.

It took the pious, professional executioners no more than six hammer strikes on each slave girl to firmly and irreparably impale their feet to the wooden cross.

Even as they cried out in pain and squirmed against the painful nails, the muscular executioner who had been watching and stroking his hard cock during the nailing began easily turning the wheel that rotated the heavy crosses upwards…
 
The crosses rose to their full upright positions in just under a minute due to the strength of the executioner working the wheel.

Rei and Kaira, and Shara still getting fucked ruthlessly by the King, did not hear the low rumble underneath the stage as the crosses went up.

But to the three slave girls nailed to the crosses, every second that the crosses rotated brought on a fresh new multitude of pain. With every degree they rotated, the excruciating pain magnified and more and more of their body weight rested on the unforgiving spikes impaling their feet and wrist.

The tan slave on the right cross (from the crowd’s perspective) let out a loud groan that turned into a scream as the crosses thudded into their upright position.

They began the dance of the crucified and the crowd watched their naked bodies writhe and struggle in clear anguish and torture.

Most the crowd was watching the slave girls when the King finally let out a bellow of victory and exertion and eased his hip thrusts as he felt his cock unload his manhood into Shara’s loins.

His duty was complete. The crowd cheered as he raised his hands in a victorious gesture.
 
Shara let out a shrill, breathless gasp as the King withdrew his cock from her. Finally. She felt her arms buckle but groaned and maintained her positioning on her hands and knees. Her breasts tingled at no longer being slammed around by the rough thrusts of the King.

She felt beyond defiled and humiliated. She wanted to cry but could not for some reason. Then she felt new hands on her hips. Rougher and stronger than the King’s. And suddenly a new cock was thrusting into her.

Shara cried out in carnal shock and agony. Whoever this man was, his cock was not as large as the King’s, but she still ached and could not help but moan or exclaim at every movement he made within her.

Rei and Kaira were mounted and taken from behind by other executioners almost simultaneously with when the new man entered Shara.

The King walked over to the lean, dark haired slave girl kneeling naked by his throne, the thin leather collar around her neck chaining her to the stage. She looked up with trepidation but obediently opened her mouth. He moved his cock into her mouth and she sucked and licked, then leaned forward and put her lips around the base of his shaft and sucked his cock slowly and thoroughly, moving up and down the shaft, to suck off all his ejaculate and the moisture of the condemned girls he had dominated.

When she finished he leaned down and grabbed her chin and roughly rotated his face up to look him in the eyes. She quivered. He liked it. “Thank me for the sacred gift of my manhood in your inferior slave mouth.” He said quietly.

She blinked her big green eyes rapidly for a second then complied, her lips trembling just slightly. “Thank you, Your Emminence, for the generous gift of your sacred, blessed manhood in my inferior mouth. The Gods have blessed me this day.”

“Good slave.” He said, stretching his back and then stepping away from her to sit on his throne and watch the execution continue.

Quite loquacious for a slave he thought as he took a sip of wine from the blushing slave girl on the other side of the throne. Her eyes were locked forward, purposefully not looking at the crucified slaves or the three girls getting railed from behind by his executioners. He liked how mortified she was by the nudity and suffering.

By the Gods it is good to be King he thought as he leaned back and watched the three condemned girls getting fucked hard from behind.
 
Rei, Kaira, and Shara all bucked and moaned as they were fucked from behind on their hands and knees facing the crowd. Their breasts clashed together, their faces flushed with shame, their sounds of carnal agony crescendoed delightfully with the moans and cries of pain from the three slave girls crucified behind and above them.

The crowd was loving the public execution already; and it was still over two hours to midday.

Rei felt the executioner inside of her finish and within mere seconds a new one took his place, thrusting into her roughly. She just wanted to catch her breath and give her aching loins a reprieve.

Kaira groaned breathlessly as she also experienced the same degradation. Her skinny arms were shaking with exhaustion. She wondered how they would punish her when she inevitably lowered herself down to the stage. I can’t believe this is happening she thought with shame and terror and panic.

Shara felt a new executioner enter her and she screamed out breathlessly, wondering how long this cruelty could go on for. She had no idea how terrible a public crucifixion in the Realm was for the condemned.

She tried to think of some way to gain mercy, some way to entreat the King or persuade him to spare her the cross. But she could not focus on it, for the overwhelming sensation of a strong man thrusting her back and forth was far too much for her. She squealed in agony and despair.
 
The slave girl on her knees who was sucking cocks clean began to blush and felt some sweat beading on her forehead. After she had cleaned the King’s huge penis with her mouth, the executioners had been efficiently and relentlessly violating the three condemned girls on the stage, so she was given little reprieve in between them as they finished and strode over to her for her to perform her service to them.

She was already growing thirsty and wondered how long she would be made to perform this humiliating duty.
 
Kaira felt a new executioner enter her. The man before him had pulled his cock out just a second or two before. She gasped and on the newest man’s fourth thrust into her, Kaira’s arms were failing her. She groaned and began to lower herself, letting out a moan as her chest rested against the wooden stage and the man entered deep into her with his cock. She let her sweaty face rest against the stage and tried to catch her breath as the man gripped her hips, holding her up so he could continue fucking her roughly.

She wished that lowering herself had provided more of a reprieve, but she was still being bucked against the stage by the man overpowering her.

As soon as he finished, he slapped her ass, hard. She yelped with pain and surprise and then moaned tenderly as she immediately felt strong hands grabbing her wrists and yanking her up.

As she was pulled up, still kneeling, she felt sweat drip down her chest and looked to her left and saw that Rei was still on her hands and knees, back arching painfully as a man rode her powerfully.

Kaira moaned at their suffering. Despair. Sadness. She felt it all, and it was overpowering. But also…she felt a moment of relief that she was no longer being fucked. She felt the men who had hoisted her up tying her hands behind her back.
 
A wooden bench was brought up to the stage. Simple and sturdily built, about a half meter tall and nearly two meters in length.

Kaira was pulled up to her feet, her hands tied tightly behind her back. The bench was placed where she had been on her hands and knees, between Rei and Shara as they continued to suffer.

Kaira gulped, thinking they would bend her over onto the hard wooden bench so they could continue fucking her without relying on her own strength to hold her up.

But then a muscular, hairy naked man walked in front of her, turned to face her, and laid back onto the bench, his cock hardening in his hand as he stroked it, the top of his head facing the crowd.

Kaira was confused for a moment, but then, as the two who had bound her hands behind her back, pushed her forward and made her straddle him, she realized what was happening.

She moaned loudly as her hips were pressed downward and the man below her guided his cock into her aching womanhood. It penetrated her at a new angle, causing new and uncomfortable sensations to pulse through her body. She felt strong hands on her back, push her forward, and the man beneath her, who was inside of her, reached his hands up and held her just below her breasts. She blushed as she felt the soft flesh of her lower breasts rest against the top of his hands.

Leaned forward a bit, she felt the hands that had pressed on her back roam down to her hips and then her ass. She felt the hands spread her cheeks apart and then shouted incoherently and breathlessly as she felt the tip of something large push into her anus.

The man underneath her bucked a little, causing her breasts to bounce. Her mouth sprung open as she let out a shrill, surprised sound as the executioner behind her slowly but firmly thrust his cock as deep as he could go into her anus.

She was double stuffed with cocks, still on display for everyone in the crowd to point and gawk at her humiliating shock and horror.

As the two men began to thrust in earnest, Kaira leaned her head back and groaned loudly.

Rei heard this and strained against the executioner ravishing her from behind, turning her head to her right and looking up at Kaira’s new agony.

Rei suspected this would happen to them eventually, having seen Penny and Lexi suffer it as well. But up close, seeing Kaira’s lean, naked body strain and clench with every forceful movement into her doubly penetrated loins, Rei was horrified. She could not separate which was more horrifying to her; that she would have to see and hear Kaira suffer this way for much longer, or that she too would have to suffer it eventually.
 
Up on the crosses, the three crucified slave girls writhed in anguish against the nails pinning their wrists and feet to the wood of the cross. People in the crowd were already placing bets on which of them perish first. Most coin was on the tan slave on the rightmost cross; she had thrashed and squirmed rigorously against her nails, crying out in agony as she strained in vain. Between that and her large breasts swinging wildly from her chest as she struggled and suffered, the crowd guessed that her body would fail first.

But many also watched the petite blonde suffering on the leftmost cross and placed bets on her demise; for her skinny body was already trembling in excruciating pain and exhaustion, her face doused in sweat, and her hips gyrating slightly as she pushed herself up for air.

Few placed their bets on the taller slave on the center cross. She was clearly in agony and horrible pain, and like the slave on the right cross she also had large breasts that were surely exerting a toll on her body as she suffered the cross. But she was doing the “dance of the crucified” slowly and steadily; so many in the crowd felt confident that she would suffer many, many hours on the cross before her life ended.

Down below them, on the stage, the slave girl on King Niro’s left, holding his tray of wine, glanced up out of instinct when one of the slave girls let out a shrill yelp of anguish. As her eyes swept over the naked, crucified slave girls, she felt herself nearly swoon with disgust and horror. But she kept herself steady and diverted her eyes back to stare at a particular window across the square; fixating her eyes on the unimportant focal point, in an attempt to distance herself from the carnal suffering happening all around her.
 
The Lead Executioner snapped his fingers and nodded to a few of his men. They went and retrieved two more wooden benches like the one Kaira was being double-penetrated on.

Rei had lost count of how many men had taken her from behind. She groaned and blinked frantically as sweat from her forehead dripped into her eyes as she rocked back and forth violently. Somehow worse than her own agony and humiliation was hearing Kaira gasp and moan and squeal as men fucked her womanhood and ass simultaneously, less than a meter away from Rei.

Rei felt the man inside of her finish and pull out, and as her breasts got a moment of reprieve from slapping together as she was fucked, she felt strong hands yank her up to where she knelt but now had her back perpendicular to the stage.

She looked out at the hateful crowd, gasping for breath and keenly aware of her nakedness before them. Next to her, Kaira screamed out shrilly as a man below her and a man behind her bucked their hips vigorously into her lean body.

Rei felt her hands being tied behind her back and was not surprised when a pair of naked executioners set a bench up in front of her.

Rei felt her eyes welling up with tears. Now I suffer as Kaira suffers. Good. This is all my fault after all.

She was hefted to her feet as a muscular man with a girthy cock laid down on the bench. She moaned as she was maneuvered over him and his cock entered into her. Her lips trembled and she was pushed forward, his hands came up and gave her tender breasts a rough squeeze before he placed his hands on her ribs, her tits hanging over them and resting on the back of his hands.

She realized he did this to not deny the crowd full view of her breasts as they bounced in her humiliation. She blushed furiously and then gasped loudly as another man entered her anus. Her mouth opened wider than she thought possible and her gasps and moans were loud as she began to suffer vigorous double penetration.
 
Shara was losing strength in her arms. Hours earlier, as her mind had flailed and struggled to wrap her comprehension around the fact that she was sentenced to death by crucifixion, she had forgotten the whispers and reports that she had heard of all of the sexual humiliation her half-sister Eva had suffered leading up to her execution. She was shocked and degraded and utterly humiliated as she was being fucked from behind, by what had to be the sixth man, by her reckoning, since the King had violated her and annihilated her virginity.

Shara felt the man pull out after he had finished, and as she steadied herself and braced for another man to enter her, she startled as she felt strong hands pull her up and begin binding her hands behind her back.

Shara looked down wearily, and couldn’t help but behold her naked body; her breasts dripping in sweat, a little flushed from so much movement she had no control over, her lean belly and smooth legs. Her nakedness was stark and shocking, even after it had been forced upon her hours ago. She looked up at the crowd and blinked slowly in horror, her mind buckling under the weight of their cruel, unforgiving gaze.

Shara was yanked to her feet and turned to see that the two slave she had been suffering alongside were being tortured in a new way, with two men inside of them, their bodies bouncing up and down and their eyes wide, mouths locked open in a perpetual moan of anguish, their breasts slapping up and down violently as they were ravaged.

Shara saw a bench like the one they were using get placed where she had been on her hands and knees moments ago. She knew that she was next, and she knew that she had to act now. She had hated having men ram themselves into her womanhood, she couldn’t let them do that while at the same time violating her ass.

“King Niro! Please!” She shouted breathlessly. She was about to ask for mercy and beg that he give her audience to speak, but before she could continue speaking, a strong hand slapped against her neck and began to choke her.

Shara gasped for air as the strong hand choked her from behind and forced her back to her knees. With her hands bound behind her back, there was nothing she could do to resist.

The man chocking her stepped around her, maintaining his grip on her neck, standing to her right, his large cock resting near her face and slowly engorging by the second.

She looked up at the Lead Executioner, unaware of his seniority, and he relaxed his grip on her throat slightly.

“Do not speak unless prompted to speak, traitor.” He said firmly, squeezing his hand around her neck for emphasis.

She nodded shakily, afraid and apologetic and not wanting to draw further ire from this man.

He relaxed his grip on her throat. “Suck me off. The better you please me, the less you shall suffer.” Before she could respond her thrust his cock into her mouth. Deep. She gagged and sputtered, but he maintained his grip on her neck. “Suck and use your tongue, traitor, or you shall suffer the bench for a fortnight before we crucify you.”

Shara blinked furiously as her eyes watered from the obstruction to her airways. She tried to breathe through her nose and resist panic as she sucked with her lips and let her tongue touch this man’s disgusting manhood as it assailed her throat.

The man smiled as began to thrust his hips back and forth slightly. Shara blushed intently as her breasts swayed back and forth, on display for the crowd as this man violated her mouth the way her womanhood had been.
 
The Lead Executioner let the condemned girl Shara suck his cock, while making sure that he stood in such a way that her head had to turn to the side slightly so that her body was on display for the crowd while she sucked him off. He was a professional after all. As she figured out what he wanted from her orally he relaxed his hip thrusts and let her do all the work. Her hands were bound behind her back so she began bobbing back and forth to help facilitate his pleasure.

After quite a few enjoyable minutes, he wanted to finish and make her swallow his seed so she could be put on the bench for the crowd’s entertainment. The Lead Executioner gripped her hair with his right hand, so he could control the tempo of her movements if he wanted, and then he turned his gaze to look up at the crucified slave girls.

The petite blonde on the left cross had perky breasts that were glistening from the sweat dripping down her body. Her skinny arms were stretched to their limits and her knees were bent as she hung from the nails in her wrists, her head hung low in pain and agony.

The slave girl on the center cross was straining against her nails, gasping for pained breaths as her big breasts jiggled on her taut chest. She was tall for a slave girl and had strong legs. That would allow her to suffer the cross for a long time, probably longer than the other two girls, in his expert opinion.

The slave girl on the right was writhing in agony, her body slowly gyrating in pain as she squirmed in vain, searching for a position that did not hurt as much as the others. But there was no such position when nailed to the cross. Her back was arched out a bit, due to her heavy breasts pulling on her chest. These dangled spectacularly for the crowd while she slowly thrashed on the cross.

The Lead Executioner looked at her face and saw that her eyes were wide with pain, her little mouth agape in a scream that her lungs lacked the air to project as a sound. Her face was a mosaic of pain and suffering and terror and humiliation and he loved it.

The Lead Executioner ejaculated in Shara’s mouth and tightened his grip on her hair as he felt her gasp of surprise.

“Swallow it all.” He said sternly, his gaze still locked on the big-breasted slave undulating on her cross.

Shara felt tears streak down her face as she swallowed all of the Lead Executioner’s warm semen.
 
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