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Oh yes, we love that. Remember "les tricoteuses"?
and especially if there is not a quite quickly operating guillotine, but an extended torture.
Oh yes, we love that. Remember "les tricoteuses"?
Another great story! Just what I need to get my juices flowing!
I can't wait to see how this robot torture our poor Ms. DOLL.
As you wishthanks for following my story .. now pl give a like in all the parts
that will inspire me to think of some sexy torture by the robot
“I hope you like our drillbot ladies and gentlemen. His name is Hades, and he shall pin our beautiful naked lady on the cross just like a butterfly. So without much ado, I give the stage to Hades.”
The lights in the panels of the robot’s body lit up as it took a heavy step forward and the driller tip of its right arm began to rotate at a very high speed and with a shrill sound.
We've had a few modern crucifixions (shameless plug for The Fish Pond) including one I remember using a nail-gun, but cannot recollect a robot performing one before, well thought out, crux.love
And those drill-bits are super scary.
why is it only women are being crucified? Don't they have men accomplices?
I think you would interest in this :http://www.cruxforums.com/xf/thread...rls-who-have-been-crucified.6783/#post-379102Part Seven – Asma’s Crucifixion
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The policeman removed the leather collar from Asma’s neck as the drillbot approached her. Standing naked and tortured as she was, the intimidating structure of the robot sent a most fearful chill down her spine as she stared at it in horror. In no time the robot’s hands which were drill-like and claw-like, had metamorphosed into humanlike palms with metallic fingers that had soft rubber lining so that they would not cut or scratch anything that they hold. The drillbot then grabbed Asma by her upper arms and held her up in the air.
Then it thumped towards the X-shaped patibulum mounted on its roller bases and put Asma down before it forcing her body to lean against the standing cross. The wheels at the base of the cross were locked so that the cross did not slide; and there was an additional lever support behind the cross so that it did not fall backwards. Immediately after that, the right hand of the robot metamorphosed into a rope dispenser as the robot positioned Asma on the cross and reeled out ropes from the dispenser tying both her hands and legs on it. Indeed, the robot was working at such a fast pace that Asma was overwhelmed with the proceedings as she found herself tied to the X-beam in a standing spread eagle posture.
Here, the drillbot paused for a moment. It appeared to take some snaps of Asma’s hands and feet. What flashed on the LED screens appeared to be X-ray images. There was also a comment mentioning that the drillbot wanted to avoid harming the bones, veins and arteries while crucifying Asma, so that she could have a higher endurance on the cross and her torture could continue longer.
Finally, the right hand of the robot metamorphosed back to the fearsome driller and emanated a shrill sound as it started rotating at a high speed. With clinical precision, it positioned itself in front of Asma’s left wrist and drilled a long drillbit through her wrist and through the wooden beam pinning her hand onto the cross. A more agonizing pain than what Asma had ever experienced shot through her body and her cry was even louder and shriller than the sound of the rotating driller. Without wasting time, the robot proceeded to nail Asma’s right hand too, as her cries only intensified in pitch and volume and her naked body started quivering like a fluttering butterfly.
And as the drillbot took a pause and stepped aside, Asma lost control on her bladder once again and let out another golden stream of pee. The audience was again enthralled with what they saw, and gave a thundering round of applause and cheers. The golden stream continued for some more time even as Asma continued to wail and cry due to the excruciating pain of being nailed at her wrists and her naked body continued to shudder heavily. And with that, the claps and cheers of the audience grew in intensity as they relished every moment of the spectacle thoroughly. Gradually, the stream of pee subsided to a small trickle, and finally died down.
“Ladies and gentlemen,” Cheryl announced, “We will not be nailing her feet now. We are switching off Hades for the time being. And there is a reason for that. We will be having one more gangrape session, and I don’t want the nails to restrict Asma’s legs too much. But this time it will be a paid activity. Every person will have to pay twenty thousand dollars to fuck Asma on the cross. All of this money will go to support the families of the victims of terror attacks. So all those who are interested may please register through your app.”
Cheryl’s words again sounded like music to the ears of the audience. And although the fees were quite hefty, fucking a girl nailed to the cross is an opportunity that rarely comes if ever. There were many rich people in the audience too and dozens of names got registered in a very short span of time.
“However there is one more announcement I need to make as part of the formalities. I need to show you the video recording of Asma’s statement in court before proceeding further,” Cheryl added.
The video started playing on the LED screens. In it a frightened and shaken Asma was seen addressing the Chief Justice wearing a hijab dress, “Your honour. I repeat that I am merely a clerk in the agency entrusted with handling files and registering people. I had no idea that these people were being recruited for terrorist activities. If I knew that, I would never have worked there. I never intend to work against the state. So please don’t execute me. Please let me live.”
As the video ended Cheryl resumed, “Ladies and gentlemen. I need to tell you that at this point of time if you think that Asma has been punished enough, you can vote for her to be executed by a quick process and end her suffering. So please think wisely and vote accordingly.”
The people in the audience again took out their mobiles to vote. The beautiful and innocent face of Asma always seemed to raise doubts about her involvement in terrorism. But since the court had already given an execution order, it had to be followed. However the question was didn’t the poor girl suffer enough of torture already? She had been flogged, gangraped, thrust with a dildo inside her rectum, and now her hands were nailed to the cross. Did she really deserve any more than this? Did she not deserve to be shown some mercy now and executed by a quick method instead of being agonizingly tortured on the cross even more?
The results of the poll were soon flashed on the LED screens:
CONTINUE WITH CRUCIFIXION: 67.3%
EXECUTE BY FAST METHOD: 32.7%
So a certain section of the audience did have pity on her condition. But they were in minority. The majority is probably more overcome by a lustful desire to see the pretty girl suffer even more. And for this majority, there was nothing to be gained by showing any mercy to Asma. Rather they were highly excited at the painful torture of Asma on the cross that had just started, and wanted to see more and more of it as the throbbing sensation of pleasure built up higher and higher within them.
Finally Cheryl’s voice sounded again, “So we will continue with the crucifixion as per the majority verdict. But before that, those who have registered to fuck the girl on the cross may please make your payment online right now and then queue up at the entrance to the arena.” Cheryl’s announcement was followed by a huge round of applause and cheers from the audience.
(author's note: all characters and events depicted in this story are fictitious)
To be continued ...
Yeah!There is no mercy!“Please sir. Have mercy. Have mercy on me.”