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His strong body squirmed desperately in increasing agony. Strong muscles flexed beneath the wet skin. Each movement made the peg rub against his anus, as if someone were fucking him constantly. Drenched in sweat, nailed by his arms and legs with great nails dripping blood from under them, his prick hard, stiff, moist with mucus – he hung impaled on a stake - suspended between the earth and the sky. The sky which didn't care that somewhere down there in the torment of the cross a young man was dying. Splinters were stabbing his back as he soared desperately for every breath. As he descends, he was placing himself even harder on the seat. He could feel the heat slowly build up in his lower abdomen. His dick was throbbing in his torn pants. One of the soldiers noticed what was happening. - Our lad is about to cum! - The condemned's body stiffened, his face went red, but he couldn't come off. Then the guard crouched behind the cross and began to scratch the soles of victim's feet. It was enough: despite the pain in his arms and legs, a sudden impulse lifted him - and his cock shot out in a long, thick stream.

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His strong body squirmed desperately in increasing agony. Strong muscles flexed beneath the wet skin. Each movement made the peg rub against his anus, as if someone were fucking him constantly. Drenched in sweat, nailed by his arms and legs with great nails dripping blood from under them, his prick hard, stiff, moist with mucus – he hung impaled on a stake - suspended between the earth and the sky. The sky which didn't care that somewhere down there in the torment of the cross a young man was dying. Splinters were stabbing his back as he soared desperately for every breath. As he descends, he was placing himself even harder on the seat. He could feel the heat slowly build up in his lower abdomen. His dick was throbbing in his torn pants. One of the soldiers noticed what was happening. - Our lad is about to cum! - The condemned's body stiffened, his face went red, but he couldn't come off. Then the guard crouched behind the cross and began to scratch the soles of victim's feet. It was enough: despite the pain in his arms and legs, a sudden impulse lifted him - and his cock shot out in a long, thick stream.

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Problem is that a (straight) guy could touch my genitals which I pertinently refuse. But only to see I must agree.
I don't care if the man is straight, gay or bi he can torture and punish and crucify me as He sees fit
 
The anticipation. Prisoner Joseph awakens from a troubled sleep, he hears the snapping sound of the scourge whip and the ensuing screams. "Yes the day has finally come," he shudders. Then it happens, the door to the cell is opened and the quick change from darkness to early morning sun temporarily blinds him. Two guards grab his arms and he is roughly dragged down the dank hallway to the courtyard outside. He stares in horror at the scene, the first prisoner is being scourged already, completely naked and vulnerable. A guard then feels Joseph over, orders STRIP NAKED, PREPARE FOR YOU FLOGGING AND CRUCIFIXION. Ropes are secured to his wrists, he knows what these are for. He looks on in horror as the first one screams and begs, his back becoming a shredded mess. He knows they both shall go up on the wood together later, both shall have a long day of suffering ahead. Yet somehow he cannot avert his eyes. The lash whip has not touched him yet, but it is the psychological torture, yes the dread and anticipation. Perhaps the combination of fear and repressed masochistic desire. Other guards and spectators point and laugh at him, so naked and ashamed now. One guard shouts out, "Why not secure him with back to post, I think his frontal appendage will take a lot."
yes whip my back first then turn me around and whip my front
 
Do you do scenes? You could crucify me like this whenever you like.
I want to be the one crucified I have an arm bar on the back of my fence that you can be suspended from and leg spreader bar near the bottom

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Crucifiix1on Cartoon. A very clever creation by the artist Arithemin. I like how the prisoners are lined up on the day of their executions, made to pose in those silly loin cloths. The final picture may need to be enlarged so one can get the full details of the dialogue. I like how this starts with the painful and humiliating face branding then the prisoner stripped naked for the scourge whipping, what a gruesome device that is. The painful nailing and slow death to follow.

I am sure those loin cloths were auctioned off as souvenirs to one of the many lustful spectators. Wine and refreshments served, this I am sure a major j/o affair.
 

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