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Twenty years old

Twenty years passed since my birth and not one more will pass. Seven thousand days I have been living on the Earth but there was no day comparable to this very day when I was crucified. Countless minutes and seconds of my life flown not noticed and empty but now I was fully aware of every minute and second is full of tension and pain tearing apart my body, full of fear crushing my heart and full of extreme humiliation destroying my dignity and focusing my thoughts on my torment and my nudity and causing me to feel like a worthless pile of shit.

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Well girlie, you must have done something to warrant being crucified. Some significant crime whether against others or against the state. You weren't crucified for something trivial. (Or were you?)
 
My last day(s)

Accused by the damned wife of my owner I was crucified with no lawsuit. She is not interested in hearing my excuses nor explanations. She simply wanted me to die.

Less than twenty minutes ago I have been quietly mixing the vegetables with the fresh herbs and dry spices in the kitchen when two policemen entered the house together with her and dragged me out of our house and then out of the city. Now this bitch together with her husband are looking at me smiling with contempt while I am lying striped naked on the rocky ground feeling the chocking anxiety and awaiting the terrible hammer blows.

The young handsome man looks at my naked body with pleasure and lust until I shiver and feel excited myself. I am moaning when his palms are touching my bare skin but instead of taking some sexual action he immobilizes my wrist kneeling next to me, pressing the sharp point of a big nail between tendons and veins and lifting the heavy hammer up... and I loose my self-control, groaning, spreading my thighs and pissing myself in shocking pain.

Two minutes later few more blows of hammer have nailed my feet to the pole and my gehenna begins... My body pierced by pain became hypersensitive and even the touch of my owner's wife who puts her palms on my hip and hits me twice insultingly with the back of her hand in my vulva aches as a hell. I hung limply on the nails puncturing my arms and legs and I cried loudly but as a response to my painful complaint I heard only their laugh...

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Six women

Six women joined by a terrible fate.
Each of them crucified at a different day and for a different crime, committed or implied, but all of them subjected to the same extreme humiliation, being surprised by the cruelty of the law, allowing them to be stripped naked and abused, and shocked with the unexpected, unimaginable suffering, slowly but intensely dying in the same frightening pain, chocking fear and burning shame, unmatched by anything other.

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My last day(s)



Two minutes later few more blows of hammer have nailed my feet to the pole and my gehenna begins... My body pierced by pain became hypersensitive and even the touch of my owner's wife who puts her palms on my hip and hits me twice insultingly with the back of her hand in my vulva aches as a hell. I hung limply on the nails puncturing my arms and legs and I cried loudly but as a response to my painful complaint I heard only their laugh...

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Well done vignette- with powerful images!!!
 
Sunny afternoon

The birds chirps and flies buzzing. Voices and laughs of high spirited girls and boys. The deep painful breathing and sobs of a mid-aged woman. Heavy boobs dangling helplessly in the air, gently caressed by the warm wind. The rough wood full of splinters pressed against the bare skin on her buttocks. The streamlets of blood dripping down from her nailed wrists and feet. The wandering cat looking at her nude, tormented body with no understanding nor compassion and trotting further in the city direction. And the flock of patient vultures circling high in the sky over the head of the damned woman.

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The stupid woman

On the titulus the judge put her name "Irina". She doesn't spoke Latin and she can't write, and her name sounds strange, but it was something of a kind. No matter. She was not such important person to remember her damned name. And moreover she was very stupid. Being interrogated by our interpreter, she answered so proudly and cold that finally the judge shows his thumb to the soldiers, like an Emperor in the amphitheater, and they immediately begun to undress her. But even half-naked she still was speaking to them like a real queen, with such a proud and contempt, that they were simply amused and so stripped her completely and raped her after one another and whipped her back, and when half an hour later they were nailing her to the cross, they hanged the titulus plank on her neck calling her a queen and they gave her a thorns crown. Now she is hanging and dying in pain and you can see her loincloth tied so carelessly and loosely that it doesn't cover her crotch, wet with the soldiers semen, at all. Now she will receive the proper payment for her impudence, and the additional nail, pushed into her anus, will guarantee at least a full day or two of an agonizing torment and humiliation unless she will die.

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German slave

One more stupid girl: twice she run away and twice she was flogged and closed with no food for a day in a cell, but this spring she run away for the third time. And finally her owners decided to get rid with the disobedient woman. She was very surprised when she realized she was to be crucified. Now she begun to moan and pray for mercy but the owners decided not to change her fate. Nailed naked to the wood of shame at the gate of their latifundium, she groaned and cried full three long days and nights before her soul finally went to hell and her body could be delivered to the bunch of stray dogs.

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German slave

One more stupid girl: twice she run away and twice she was flogged and closed with no food for a day in a cell, but this spring she run away for the third time. And finally her owners decided to get rid with the disobedient woman. She was very surprised when she realized she was to be crucified. Now she begun to moan and pray for mercy but the owners decided not to change her fate. Nailed naked to the wood of shame at the gate of their latifundium, she groaned and cried full three long days and nights before her soul finally went to hell and her body could be delivered to the bunch of stray dogs.

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Yeah, it is such an honor to be a slave. Why would any of them want to run away? It just shows incredible disrespect to their owners. Best to crucify this girl as a lesson to the others and to remind them that their lives as slaves are actually pretty damn good! ;)

Mistress: I hardly ever beat her, yet she still ran away! Incredible! Such ingratitude from this little bitch! It makes me so angry! And she wasn't cheap either. We paid a pretty price for this twat!

Master: I know my dear, I know. I only raped her a few times. As was my right as her owner, by the way! Oh well, she made her decision. A bad one for her, to be sure.

Mistress: Yes, she did, my love. This is all on her. Oh well, we must maintain standards or else these slaves might actually think they are equal to us! Might even rebel!

Master: Ha ha! Don't make me laugh. That would never happen. Not with all the advantages they have as slaves of Rome. There's great dignity in that for them. No, this girl was just a deviant. She had to be made an example of. It's our duty to our neighbors to maintain certain standards.

Mistress: Yes, yes, of course. We must all be of the same mind on this. Can you imagine a society without slaves?

Master: No, I cannot.

Mistress: Wow. She's really squirming around a lot, isn't she? Must really hurt! And the moaning! How long can this go on? Must they moan and scream so much! I bet they do it just to annoy us.

Master (staring up at the sweat covered body of the young slave): She's pretty sexy, if you ask me. Damn, sweetheart, watching this little cunnus hang is making me really horny! She's got a sweet body. Lovely tits! Too bad she had to be cru-. . .

Mistress (passionately grabbing his cock): By Venus's cunt, this is making me so wet! Fuck me? Fuck me now! Now!

Master: Oh, I love how you get like this!
 
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A murderer

She doesn't look like a murderer. She doesn't look like a noblewoman. And she doesn't look pregnant. But she is pregnant, she is a provincional noblewoman and she is a murderer of a Roman officer who seduced her and threaten her with revealing their affair to her legal husband. She had no option save killing him, she told the judge when caught in act. And the judge had no option save crucify the slut.

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Her Highness

Exalted above all the women of Rome.
Granted with the crown, she took pride of place in the very middle of the men and on the very top of the hill.
Lifted up high above the heads of spectators she was in the spotlight. Every move she made was fascinating for them, she was constantly applauded and pointed with fingers.
She was the queen of the night to come.

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Four hours in a ninety.

The young woman looked at me with pain. She was fighting the suffering, shame and fear of death for four hours now, and she was nearly exhausted, even if she was given a sedile under the crotch. Four hours is a very long period when you are hanging helplessly in the nude, nailed with real iron nails to the wooden beams of the cross. But it was but a prelude: it would took eighty five hours more for you to die.

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Her Highness

Exalted above all the women of Rome.
Granted with the crown, she took pride of place in the very middle of the men and on the very top of the hill.
Lifted up high above the heads of spectators she was in the spotlight. Every move she made was fascinating for them, she was constantly applauded and pointed with fingers.
She was the queen of the night to come.

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At last, she was 'Her Highness', lifted up above all!
That's what she had wanted her whole life!
But she had imagined it differently!
 
Her Highness

Exalted above all the women of Rome.
Granted with the crown, she took pride of place in the very middle of the men and on the very top of the hill.
Lifted up high above the heads of spectators she was in the spotlight. Every move she made was fascinating for them, she was constantly applauded and pointed with fingers.
She was the queen of the night to come.

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Hmm... she gets no lioncloth???
 
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