petraherz
Governor
Because the raising of a crucified woman body is still an arousing theme for men, i wrote a short story and did a sketch illustrating this fascinating part of crucifixion. enjoy!
Elena came to the Russian-Chinese border. With suspicion, she was visited by the customs officers. Lo and behold, there were 400g of drugs in her backpack. She did not know for sure how they got in there. The crucifix on her necklace fell out of her shirt and dangled over her bosom. "You know that smuggling is the death penalty here, Elena?" crowed the rudest of the two frontier policemen. "No, no, that was not me ... nnno!" Elena turned into white face with shock. "Well, then we'll see, sweetie ..." the officer laughed auspiciously and picked up the phone. "Yes, we´ll make short work .... yes, all frontiers should see ... no mercy," the official waved to his colleague and pointed to the crucifix asking Elena. "Do you believe in what you wear ...?" he asked with guile. "YYYYeeesss, but why?" Elena answered a bit confused. "Very well, then we will make an example, after you have been convicted on behalf of the district government of smuggling and the death sentence is to be enforced." Elena thought she was in the wrong movie. Fleeing was useless, mincing sideways everywhere. The colleague came back with a strong board that measured the span of outstretched arms. “Let's go outside, here´s no more to do”, he said. Then they grabbed Elena and dragged her more or less out of the neglected customs hut. Why did you just have to take this lonely transition, Elena? Adventure? Well, the thing here seemed to be going badly for her.
One of the officers pulled out a whip. "Take off your clothes, or you'll have to feel this thing here," he growled and drew a first swipe at the bottom of her chest, causing her shirt to shred and a faint, bloody streak on her skin. Elena yelped and did as she was commanded. Grinning, the two officials looked at the pretty, shy girl. "Lie down on the floor, arms outstretched on the board, that's good." Elena did as she was told before any idea rose in her. But already the first man kicked her in the elbow
that she cried out and could not move her arm. Then it went fast. From basket beneath the other one fumbled a nail and a hammer, with 3 blows Elena's first wrist was pierced and fixed to the board. She wanted to turn in her agony and push against it, but they grabbed her other arm, stretched it out and again with 3 blows a rusty nail pierced through the joint and hand in the splintered hare shed wood. Elena lost consciousness of pain. The officials were right. They knew that they were not allowed to assault her incidently, otherwise the same fate threatened them. So, the strong of the two threw the girl with her nailed board over his shoulder and went to the barrier. Elena woke up again as her thighs were spread over the barrier and hit the board at the top of the barrier. With every hammerblow that fixed the board to the barrier, she swayed with her back on the narrow pole, causing a new unbearable pain. The barrier was closed, she noticed, when she could easily open her eyes. But this pain! As if you saw off her hands, which was not much different. And now? She saw the strong official next to her again. He held out the necklace to her. "How nice, look down a great souvenir of you, girl," he blasphemed. "Now we want to complete the work but a crown we must miss out, that offends the district government, but your feet we still want to give some support before we open the barrier". Now the other man came and seized Elena's right foot. "Nice painted toenails, there will be added a little more color now". And with an endless cry Elena's body trembled. A powerful blow and something pointed, hot, penetrated her foot, quite boring as the long nail pierced her sole and sought the wood. Elena howled. The customs officer knocked off the nail, which was sitting lightly in the wood, and Elena lost consciousness again. "The little girl has splendid little legs" laughed the man and bent her thigh. He waited until Elena woke up again. "Well, do you see your foot and the magnificent nail through here? Well hit, haha." Elena choked it as she looked down over her bent leg at the pierced foot. Then the other officer took her still free leg off the ground. She lay completely on the slim barrier and tried not to slip. That's what the two soldiers wanted. When she lay stable, they crossed over Elena's soles and with force the executioner pounded the nail through the other foot into the barrier until it looked out on the other side of the barrier. That was good and like 10 strokes that brought Elena to the brink of hell. She was panting with a quivering chest, panting with pain, only hoping that she would die quickly. A “click” behind her indicated, however, that now something more powerful was done to her. The barrier was released and the weight block did its job. Elena was raised in the air, 3-4 meters in the sky. The barrier groaned as it repeatedly springs back against the stop point. Elena staggered as well at the top back and forth. What a sight! Now she could survey everything. After a while, trucks and cars came, people got out, showed up and laughed. They made handy photos and a camera team reported for the district government. Satisfied, the customs officers told their story. Elena's backpack was burned. No document was left. After an hour of incredible pain and cramping in the arms and thighs, the leg muscles failed. She slumped down and hung only by the wrists. No, she did not want any support under her butt, even if she had been offered it. She sensed the end must come. After an incredibly long 2 more hours, she gave up the ghost. They left the barrier off, then another school class came by. They made vivid sex lessons before getting a cement bucket. The nails were knocked out and Elena's body sank in this concrete-filled tub. After solidity, a truck drove a strange stone to the Great Chinese Wall. Just another building block for the renovation work ...
Elena came to the Russian-Chinese border. With suspicion, she was visited by the customs officers. Lo and behold, there were 400g of drugs in her backpack. She did not know for sure how they got in there. The crucifix on her necklace fell out of her shirt and dangled over her bosom. "You know that smuggling is the death penalty here, Elena?" crowed the rudest of the two frontier policemen. "No, no, that was not me ... nnno!" Elena turned into white face with shock. "Well, then we'll see, sweetie ..." the officer laughed auspiciously and picked up the phone. "Yes, we´ll make short work .... yes, all frontiers should see ... no mercy," the official waved to his colleague and pointed to the crucifix asking Elena. "Do you believe in what you wear ...?" he asked with guile. "YYYYeeesss, but why?" Elena answered a bit confused. "Very well, then we will make an example, after you have been convicted on behalf of the district government of smuggling and the death sentence is to be enforced." Elena thought she was in the wrong movie. Fleeing was useless, mincing sideways everywhere. The colleague came back with a strong board that measured the span of outstretched arms. “Let's go outside, here´s no more to do”, he said. Then they grabbed Elena and dragged her more or less out of the neglected customs hut. Why did you just have to take this lonely transition, Elena? Adventure? Well, the thing here seemed to be going badly for her.
One of the officers pulled out a whip. "Take off your clothes, or you'll have to feel this thing here," he growled and drew a first swipe at the bottom of her chest, causing her shirt to shred and a faint, bloody streak on her skin. Elena yelped and did as she was commanded. Grinning, the two officials looked at the pretty, shy girl. "Lie down on the floor, arms outstretched on the board, that's good." Elena did as she was told before any idea rose in her. But already the first man kicked her in the elbow
that she cried out and could not move her arm. Then it went fast. From basket beneath the other one fumbled a nail and a hammer, with 3 blows Elena's first wrist was pierced and fixed to the board. She wanted to turn in her agony and push against it, but they grabbed her other arm, stretched it out and again with 3 blows a rusty nail pierced through the joint and hand in the splintered hare shed wood. Elena lost consciousness of pain. The officials were right. They knew that they were not allowed to assault her incidently, otherwise the same fate threatened them. So, the strong of the two threw the girl with her nailed board over his shoulder and went to the barrier. Elena woke up again as her thighs were spread over the barrier and hit the board at the top of the barrier. With every hammerblow that fixed the board to the barrier, she swayed with her back on the narrow pole, causing a new unbearable pain. The barrier was closed, she noticed, when she could easily open her eyes. But this pain! As if you saw off her hands, which was not much different. And now? She saw the strong official next to her again. He held out the necklace to her. "How nice, look down a great souvenir of you, girl," he blasphemed. "Now we want to complete the work but a crown we must miss out, that offends the district government, but your feet we still want to give some support before we open the barrier". Now the other man came and seized Elena's right foot. "Nice painted toenails, there will be added a little more color now". And with an endless cry Elena's body trembled. A powerful blow and something pointed, hot, penetrated her foot, quite boring as the long nail pierced her sole and sought the wood. Elena howled. The customs officer knocked off the nail, which was sitting lightly in the wood, and Elena lost consciousness again. "The little girl has splendid little legs" laughed the man and bent her thigh. He waited until Elena woke up again. "Well, do you see your foot and the magnificent nail through here? Well hit, haha." Elena choked it as she looked down over her bent leg at the pierced foot. Then the other officer took her still free leg off the ground. She lay completely on the slim barrier and tried not to slip. That's what the two soldiers wanted. When she lay stable, they crossed over Elena's soles and with force the executioner pounded the nail through the other foot into the barrier until it looked out on the other side of the barrier. That was good and like 10 strokes that brought Elena to the brink of hell. She was panting with a quivering chest, panting with pain, only hoping that she would die quickly. A “click” behind her indicated, however, that now something more powerful was done to her. The barrier was released and the weight block did its job. Elena was raised in the air, 3-4 meters in the sky. The barrier groaned as it repeatedly springs back against the stop point. Elena staggered as well at the top back and forth. What a sight! Now she could survey everything. After a while, trucks and cars came, people got out, showed up and laughed. They made handy photos and a camera team reported for the district government. Satisfied, the customs officers told their story. Elena's backpack was burned. No document was left. After an hour of incredible pain and cramping in the arms and thighs, the leg muscles failed. She slumped down and hung only by the wrists. No, she did not want any support under her butt, even if she had been offered it. She sensed the end must come. After an incredibly long 2 more hours, she gave up the ghost. They left the barrier off, then another school class came by. They made vivid sex lessons before getting a cement bucket. The nails were knocked out and Elena's body sank in this concrete-filled tub. After solidity, a truck drove a strange stone to the Great Chinese Wall. Just another building block for the renovation work ...
