Thank you RR. Your story has inspired a response from me
Fuck!
I've been in some hard situations, I've lugged heavy legionary kit all over the
known world, but fuck! Crucifixion is hard work.
It bloody hurts!
Why was I so stupid?
It just took a pretty face, curves in the right places, and an eager mouth, and I
was there! That woman was up for it too, she wanted something good and hard, a
man she could really get her thighs around. Not something as limp as a wet loaf.
That fat bastard Octus was never going to satisfy her, he was always going to
play the cuckold. Still, he's done for me.
Shit! This is not an easy job, dying on a cross. The nails bite, they grate on
bone, tear sinew. There is no respite, no way to avoid them. My weight is
either on wrists or feet, arms and legs fight to give me relief. I am pinned,
like I pinned that slut last night, I can still hear her scream as my thickness
filled her. Now my cock hangs useless, it won't see action like that again, just
an occasional obscene swelling as I struggle here on this wood. Maybe I will end
with a final effort, a final spurt of potential life in the face of death.
My former comrades will enjoy the spectacle. They always envied me my looks and
my easy way with women. Now they can laugh at my helplessness, joke about my
useless cock, wager with each other over how long I will last, or how soon I will
break down and scream in the face of this endless agony.
I can't take it much longer, my arms are near breaking point, my belly is tight
with stress. But the cross is unforgiving. I am fastened here until the point I
can no longer endure, and then beyond. It is patient. So patient. It can wait
forever, it doesn't hurt, its wood doesn't scream in horror at the torture it
suffers.
I have no escape. I can only endure.
I see her, over by the wall there. I see her looking at me. She sees the price
I paid for her cunt, her lips. Maybe she is secretly thrilled to see me like
this, dying for her, naked and exposed to the world.
I would spit my contempt, but my mouth is too dry.
I'd like to see her up here instead of me, her slim body stretched against the
sky. I'd like to see her gasping naked in the heat of the day, with the cohort
looking on. Her and that fat toad Octus. I'd like to see how well they can take
it up here.
Fuck! This really hurts!