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Dear folks. This is my new story, written in 8 chapters. This time I did not the translation. Our dear and fantastic EULALIA did the job. She „googelised“ the german thing and as a natural speaker she could „clean“ that not-so-good-translation put into a real good one.
Thank you Eulalia.
And now I hope you all will enjoy this story.
A Dream that Came True: Chapter 1
It was Sunday June 16 in the year 2219, seven o’clock in the morning. The spring sun was still low above the horizon as Julia set out. She walked out of the small town she lived in. A hovercraft glided with a soft humming through the cloudless sky. Along the road she encountered several hovercars riding above the ground.
At the edge of the town Julia turned onto a narrow dirt track. She was heading towards the small parking place for ramblers in the forest. With every metre closer to the rendezvous, her heart beat harder and her knees grew weaker.
I must be crazy, she was thinking. She felt ever-growing fear in her heart. Yet, at the same time, she was aroused with anticipation. Hadn‘t dreamed of just this for years? Hadn‘t she always nursed this burning desire? Yes, I have, she told herself, I really want to experience it, today is my chance! But she was afraid. Fear, she knew, was a necessary part of it. And it would also involve pain.
She turned into the forest and there in the parking-place was the van, a Taurus F1200. Julia heard the float-turbines of the hovercar humming softly. So they‘d kept their word, the Magnificent Seven, that’s what she called the seven men she‘d met on the Darknet.
She’d previously just surfed on the 3D Holo-Web, but then someone had given her the tip about the Darknet, an almost unknown niche in the global computer network. At first Julia had had problems finding the way. On the Darknet there were no Webcams, no 3D, nothing of what was she was used to, only a black screen with white letters. Here you could only write. It was completely outdated, like two hundred years ago when the global computer network had just begun.
But here Julia had found the men who would help her make the greatest dream of her life come true. Heart pounding, she approached the buzzing hover-van.
A man with a mask over his head got out and opened the rear doors. He made a summoning gesture, Julia swallowed hard, took a deep breath, then got in. The man closed the door behind her and she was sitting alone in the dark. The vehicle set off, she heard the roar of the turbines and felt the vehicle lift off the ground and begin to float.
Oh my God, thought Julia, oh God! She was mad with excitement, she was afraid, but she also felt strong desire and eager anticipation. They’d come, they’d do it, just as they’d discussed it in the chatroom.
Ever since Julia had come of age she‘d hung around on the Darknet in various BDSM forums as she’d long wanted to, until she’d found a few guys who were willing to do her a special favour, men who were willing to fulfill her her greatest desire.
Eight of them had finally come together – David X, Flogger33, Jeremias, Nightlight, Turkey45, Jimmy, Moon Wolf and Julia herself, under the pseudonym Nightgirl. In private chat they’d discussed everything down to the smallest detail and agreed the arrangement.
Julia had picked the location - her old school at the edge of the city. It lay behind a high wall in the middle of a park, and at the weekend there was no-one there. The caretaker who used to live there with his wife, in the small gatehouse at the entrance, had moved into the city as they were expecting their first child. No-one would be there, there was no automatic monitoring at this school, no cameras, and certainly no robotic guard. The school grounds would be completely deserted. Just right!
The craft stopped. Julia heard something clink and then squeal as a metal gate opened. Moon Wolf had kept his word, somehow he’d acquired the access control for the gate. The hovercar floated into the school grounds. Another clink closed the gate. Then there was just a short drive to the gym, that’s where it must happen, that’s where Julia's great dream was to come true, a dream she’d dreamed since she was a little girl, a dream that made her shiver with pleasure, but with terror too.
The car stopped and sank to the earth, the turbines shut down, the door swung open. Seven men in camouflage uniforms, with masks over their heads, stood looking in at Julia. Her heart was beating in her throat. She could still pull out, she change her mind - this was her last chance. The men waited in silence. They were patient, t.hey knew how difficult this decision was for her. She wanted to experience something wonderful but at the same time terrible. They fully understood her hesitation .
Julia closed her eyes. She took a deep breath. Then she opened her eyes and got out of the vehicle. As she got out she saw all the stuff in the van: cameras, tripods, tools - and the two wooden beams! She had to swallow hard.
One of the men came up to her.
"Are you ready?" His voice was only a faint murmur, she couldn’t tell if it was dark or cheerful. She nodded. Again she swallowed .
"You want to do it, Nightgirl?" The man peered at her through the narrow eye-slits in his mask. Again his voice was only a faint whisper, " You have to say it."
"I want it," said Julia, before her courage fled. She turned around and crossed her wrists behind her back, just as they‘d arranged it in the chatroom. She felt her a rope being placed around her wrists, her hands bound behind her back. A whimpering sound broke from her throat, no turning back now. They’ll do it even if she begs for mercy. No turning back, too late for that now.
Julia felt as if her knees made of rubber, she was afraid she was going to stumble. The men noticed, two of them gripped her as they led her into the gym. Again Moon Wolf used a special access code, in less than ten seconds the door of the gym was open, they entered .
Julia could scarcely see anything. Her heart was beating fast and her eyes struggled to recognize details. Now fear dominated, bt still she felt desire and an irrepressible excitement. It would happen, here and now, in this gym with its polished wooden floor and the high windows.
Someone turned on the overhead lights, it was bright in the hall. Julia saw the polished wooden floor. The old school outside the city looked exactly like it was two hundred and fifty years ago when it was built. In the classrooms the furniture was still made of oiled wood, and the floor of the gym was wooden too. That was unusual for the year 2219, most schools now have floors made of specialised synthetic materials.
The two men let Julia go, she couldn’t run away now, someone had locked the door of the gym behind her. Anyway, where could she go, with her hands tied? And ... she didn’t want to run away. She wanted to stay here and experience it. She wanted to see her greatest dream come true .
All the same she was beginning to shake all over as she watched the men making preparations. She saw how they screwed the two large beams together, there were mortice-slots where they fitted exactly into each other. Screws were screwed in and tightened. One man pulled something out of the floor - underneath was the socket into which a leg of a gymnastic exercise-frame could be inserted. The upright beam of the structure that had the men screwed together would fit exactly. This had all been previously planned.
Julia was watching the men as they worked. They spoke not a word. They put set up tripods and mounted video cameras on them. Now it was time, they approached Julia. One of them took off her bondage.
"Take off your clothes, Nightgirl ," commanded one in a low whisper. Who was that? Turkey45? Flogger33? Or David X ? Julia had no idea.
She tried to get her clothes off, but she started to tremble so with excitement that she couldn’t. The men all took hold of her and stripped her. Julia kept silent, her heart was beating wildly, she was trembling all over. They turned her around and led her, naked as she was, to the wooden construction that lay on the floor. It was a cross.
She saw the hammer lying on the ground, and the nails - four large, long nails. Her breathing was irregular, she was afraid she was going to start hyperventilating. Today is June 16 in the year 2219. Today is the day when I will be crucified. It‘s going to happen! They’re going to do it! Oh Lord! Oh my God! What have I done?
It’ll be too long! Far too many hours! I should have said Sunday evening, ten clock in the evening at least, even midnight! That would have been more than enough time to half past seven on Monday morning!
But there was no turning back for Julia. She herself had requested it in the chatroom, from Sunday morning at eight clock until Monday morning when the caretaker would come to school and make his rounds. He‘d find her and deal with releasing her. That long she had to endure, whether she wanted to or not.
They led Julia to the cross. Without any need to use force, the men sat her down on the cross. If she’d tried to defend herself they’d have held her wit ha grip of iron, Julia knew that, it had all been agreed. She felt the smooth wood under her buttocks and her spine, a shiver ran down her back.
One of them pressed her feet down slightly. The footrest, the piece of wood on which her soles were resting, was slanted downwards, it offered no support as yet - but as soon as her feet were nailed, it would provide more than enough.
Julia was lifted up again and stood on her feet. Two of the men set about the final preparation of the cross. They screwed the footrest to the upright. Then she pushed the cross into the position where it would drop into the hole in the floor. They tied two ropes to the horizontal crossbar, and placed two poles ready to be pushed by two men from behind as the cross was raised, while the other two would pull on the ropes. One of them went to the stands that were positioned in a semicircle and turned on the cameras .
Then all seven of them stood looking at Julia. One nodded toward the cross. She began to tremble, it seemed so far, her knees felt weak as she walked towards the cross. She lay down on her back spread her arms apart. Four men held her, one on each wrist and ankle. Two men picked up hand-held cameras and switched them on, they would record Julia’s crucifixion. The sixth picked up the hammer and the nails.
Thank you Eulalia.
And now I hope you all will enjoy this story.
A Dream that Came True: Chapter 1
It was Sunday June 16 in the year 2219, seven o’clock in the morning. The spring sun was still low above the horizon as Julia set out. She walked out of the small town she lived in. A hovercraft glided with a soft humming through the cloudless sky. Along the road she encountered several hovercars riding above the ground.
At the edge of the town Julia turned onto a narrow dirt track. She was heading towards the small parking place for ramblers in the forest. With every metre closer to the rendezvous, her heart beat harder and her knees grew weaker.
I must be crazy, she was thinking. She felt ever-growing fear in her heart. Yet, at the same time, she was aroused with anticipation. Hadn‘t dreamed of just this for years? Hadn‘t she always nursed this burning desire? Yes, I have, she told herself, I really want to experience it, today is my chance! But she was afraid. Fear, she knew, was a necessary part of it. And it would also involve pain.
She turned into the forest and there in the parking-place was the van, a Taurus F1200. Julia heard the float-turbines of the hovercar humming softly. So they‘d kept their word, the Magnificent Seven, that’s what she called the seven men she‘d met on the Darknet.
She’d previously just surfed on the 3D Holo-Web, but then someone had given her the tip about the Darknet, an almost unknown niche in the global computer network. At first Julia had had problems finding the way. On the Darknet there were no Webcams, no 3D, nothing of what was she was used to, only a black screen with white letters. Here you could only write. It was completely outdated, like two hundred years ago when the global computer network had just begun.
But here Julia had found the men who would help her make the greatest dream of her life come true. Heart pounding, she approached the buzzing hover-van.
A man with a mask over his head got out and opened the rear doors. He made a summoning gesture, Julia swallowed hard, took a deep breath, then got in. The man closed the door behind her and she was sitting alone in the dark. The vehicle set off, she heard the roar of the turbines and felt the vehicle lift off the ground and begin to float.
Oh my God, thought Julia, oh God! She was mad with excitement, she was afraid, but she also felt strong desire and eager anticipation. They’d come, they’d do it, just as they’d discussed it in the chatroom.
Ever since Julia had come of age she‘d hung around on the Darknet in various BDSM forums as she’d long wanted to, until she’d found a few guys who were willing to do her a special favour, men who were willing to fulfill her her greatest desire.
Eight of them had finally come together – David X, Flogger33, Jeremias, Nightlight, Turkey45, Jimmy, Moon Wolf and Julia herself, under the pseudonym Nightgirl. In private chat they’d discussed everything down to the smallest detail and agreed the arrangement.
Julia had picked the location - her old school at the edge of the city. It lay behind a high wall in the middle of a park, and at the weekend there was no-one there. The caretaker who used to live there with his wife, in the small gatehouse at the entrance, had moved into the city as they were expecting their first child. No-one would be there, there was no automatic monitoring at this school, no cameras, and certainly no robotic guard. The school grounds would be completely deserted. Just right!
The craft stopped. Julia heard something clink and then squeal as a metal gate opened. Moon Wolf had kept his word, somehow he’d acquired the access control for the gate. The hovercar floated into the school grounds. Another clink closed the gate. Then there was just a short drive to the gym, that’s where it must happen, that’s where Julia's great dream was to come true, a dream she’d dreamed since she was a little girl, a dream that made her shiver with pleasure, but with terror too.
The car stopped and sank to the earth, the turbines shut down, the door swung open. Seven men in camouflage uniforms, with masks over their heads, stood looking in at Julia. Her heart was beating in her throat. She could still pull out, she change her mind - this was her last chance. The men waited in silence. They were patient, t.hey knew how difficult this decision was for her. She wanted to experience something wonderful but at the same time terrible. They fully understood her hesitation .
Julia closed her eyes. She took a deep breath. Then she opened her eyes and got out of the vehicle. As she got out she saw all the stuff in the van: cameras, tripods, tools - and the two wooden beams! She had to swallow hard.
One of the men came up to her.
"Are you ready?" His voice was only a faint murmur, she couldn’t tell if it was dark or cheerful. She nodded. Again she swallowed .
"You want to do it, Nightgirl?" The man peered at her through the narrow eye-slits in his mask. Again his voice was only a faint whisper, " You have to say it."
"I want it," said Julia, before her courage fled. She turned around and crossed her wrists behind her back, just as they‘d arranged it in the chatroom. She felt her a rope being placed around her wrists, her hands bound behind her back. A whimpering sound broke from her throat, no turning back now. They’ll do it even if she begs for mercy. No turning back, too late for that now.
Julia felt as if her knees made of rubber, she was afraid she was going to stumble. The men noticed, two of them gripped her as they led her into the gym. Again Moon Wolf used a special access code, in less than ten seconds the door of the gym was open, they entered .
Julia could scarcely see anything. Her heart was beating fast and her eyes struggled to recognize details. Now fear dominated, bt still she felt desire and an irrepressible excitement. It would happen, here and now, in this gym with its polished wooden floor and the high windows.
Someone turned on the overhead lights, it was bright in the hall. Julia saw the polished wooden floor. The old school outside the city looked exactly like it was two hundred and fifty years ago when it was built. In the classrooms the furniture was still made of oiled wood, and the floor of the gym was wooden too. That was unusual for the year 2219, most schools now have floors made of specialised synthetic materials.
The two men let Julia go, she couldn’t run away now, someone had locked the door of the gym behind her. Anyway, where could she go, with her hands tied? And ... she didn’t want to run away. She wanted to stay here and experience it. She wanted to see her greatest dream come true .
All the same she was beginning to shake all over as she watched the men making preparations. She saw how they screwed the two large beams together, there were mortice-slots where they fitted exactly into each other. Screws were screwed in and tightened. One man pulled something out of the floor - underneath was the socket into which a leg of a gymnastic exercise-frame could be inserted. The upright beam of the structure that had the men screwed together would fit exactly. This had all been previously planned.
Julia was watching the men as they worked. They spoke not a word. They put set up tripods and mounted video cameras on them. Now it was time, they approached Julia. One of them took off her bondage.
"Take off your clothes, Nightgirl ," commanded one in a low whisper. Who was that? Turkey45? Flogger33? Or David X ? Julia had no idea.
She tried to get her clothes off, but she started to tremble so with excitement that she couldn’t. The men all took hold of her and stripped her. Julia kept silent, her heart was beating wildly, she was trembling all over. They turned her around and led her, naked as she was, to the wooden construction that lay on the floor. It was a cross.
She saw the hammer lying on the ground, and the nails - four large, long nails. Her breathing was irregular, she was afraid she was going to start hyperventilating. Today is June 16 in the year 2219. Today is the day when I will be crucified. It‘s going to happen! They’re going to do it! Oh Lord! Oh my God! What have I done?
It’ll be too long! Far too many hours! I should have said Sunday evening, ten clock in the evening at least, even midnight! That would have been more than enough time to half past seven on Monday morning!
But there was no turning back for Julia. She herself had requested it in the chatroom, from Sunday morning at eight clock until Monday morning when the caretaker would come to school and make his rounds. He‘d find her and deal with releasing her. That long she had to endure, whether she wanted to or not.
They led Julia to the cross. Without any need to use force, the men sat her down on the cross. If she’d tried to defend herself they’d have held her wit ha grip of iron, Julia knew that, it had all been agreed. She felt the smooth wood under her buttocks and her spine, a shiver ran down her back.
One of them pressed her feet down slightly. The footrest, the piece of wood on which her soles were resting, was slanted downwards, it offered no support as yet - but as soon as her feet were nailed, it would provide more than enough.
Julia was lifted up again and stood on her feet. Two of the men set about the final preparation of the cross. They screwed the footrest to the upright. Then she pushed the cross into the position where it would drop into the hole in the floor. They tied two ropes to the horizontal crossbar, and placed two poles ready to be pushed by two men from behind as the cross was raised, while the other two would pull on the ropes. One of them went to the stands that were positioned in a semicircle and turned on the cameras .
Then all seven of them stood looking at Julia. One nodded toward the cross. She began to tremble, it seemed so far, her knees felt weak as she walked towards the cross. She lay down on her back spread her arms apart. Four men held her, one on each wrist and ankle. Two men picked up hand-held cameras and switched them on, they would record Julia’s crucifixion. The sixth picked up the hammer and the nails.
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