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Crucifixion of a young man

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The centurions arrive at my house, I’m alone, my friend, Kevin, just left some hours ago, my uncle Mark isn’t at home right now, I don't know what is happening.

- João Carlos, you are stuck, we are going to take you to the governor.

- What? How? What is happening?

- Someone reported you, we have all the proofs, of your online and personal acts.

I see them carrying my computer outside, and already imagine what is happening, I go with them to the governor…

- João Carlos, you were reported for being and addicted to masturbation and pornography, even foot fetishism, and used online platforms to promote it.

- Governor, please…

- SHUT UP! We already have seen anything, and the penalty for promoting such this kind of content is the same for everybody. For promoting and praticising immoral sexual acts, you are condemend to whipping and death nailed by crucifixion.

The sun goes down, and they take me to a dungeon, there they take my shirt, shorts, underwear and flip flops off, and tie my hands on hook at the roof, and they start whipping my back while laughing at me, it’s not that aggressive, as they are using a leather belt, but they hit me so many times, all I can do is cry and scream.

When they finished me, I fall to my knees, they gave me a loincloth, and a tunic, and bring me to the jail.

- You are going to spend the night here, tomorrow early morning you will be lead to place of execution.

- Please, let me speak to Mark, he need to know where I am.

- He already know, you’ll see him tomorrow.

It’s already night, it’s very hot, the summer isn’t easy, but the cold dungeon helps a little to make me fall asleep. I have a sleep full of nightmares, and finally wake up to the centurion, the sun is just raising, you can barely see it, I know is something around 07:00 a.m, they bring me a breakfast, eggs, meat and beans, I don't know if this is given to me as a act of mercy or to give me strength to handle the cross. I eat it, doesn’t tastes so good, but I don’t left anything behind, finally, the centurion bring me outside, and I can see my flip flops, I wear them, and think about every morning I woke up and wore them, and this is the last and most different one.
 

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I see two centurions bringing a heavy piece of wood, as another one, is by my side with ropes, they lay that heavy patibulum over my shoulders, as the centurion starts tying it, I take some steps, and I’m down the sun, is already very hot, 07:40 a.m, I hear the centurion saying it’s already 25ºC, I know it’s going to be a long and difficult walk, the point of my execution is a hill, 2 kilometers from where I am, I usually make the route in 30 minutes, but I have never done it carrying such a heavy thing.

Before taking me outside, they place in my head a crown of thorns, and it hurts as I have a buzzcut.
Finally they open the gates, and I see a bunch of people I know, among them, Mark, Kevin and other male friends, I start walking, and the centurions don’t allow anyone to reach me. When my steps aren’t fast enough, I feel them whipping my back, it’s so heavy, hearing the other guys yell at me, as I walk the road, and can clearly see the hill where I will be executed, as we are reaching the spot, I fall to my knees, I feel they whipping my back, but it’s way to heavy to rise again, finally Kevin reches me.

- Calm down, I’m here…

He help me to raise, and carry the patibulum with me until we reach the spot, we stop in front of a vertical post of wood, the centurions pull my friend back and finally release me from the patibulum, that they lay on the ground, I turn myself to the crowd, they are way back, like 50 meters, but the centurions allowed my uncle, and three of my male friends to be nearer, I look at them with no hope, they look at me the same way, we all know what is going to happen…
Finally, the centurions start ripping the tunic off, I've sweated so much, and lay me on the patibulum, I feel them pulling my flip flops out, and holding my arms hard against the patibulum, one of them starts to tie them, as the other hold my legs on the ground, so I cannot shake that much when they start the nailing.
 

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During this process I look at the four guys who where with me my whole life, and are about to experience the end of it, and I hear the centurions dropping a bag on the ground, and the sound of the metal hitting each other, the time is come, they grab a huge hammer, a huge nail and place it over the palm of my hand, I breath heavily, I try not to freak out, but as I feel the cold of the metal I beg them:

- Please no nails, please have mercy!

The centurions have a low laugh, look at each other and raise the hammer. As the crowd exclames “Crucify him!”. I close my eyes and scream.

- Father forgive me!
The nail starts breaking my skin, the hammer blows against its head, as I scream the crowd cheers up.

-AAAAAAAAAAAGHHHH, FATHER STAY WITH ME!

More blows as I scream and my uncle and friends look at the scene, in disbelief, me trying to twist my body on the ground, in pain, as I’m being nailed to the wood. When they finish I look at my hand, I breath desperately, and the centurion crosses my naked torso to the other hand, the panic of the cold nail again, I know that it will not help asking them to stop, so I look at the sky and beg:

- FATHER, STAY WITH ME! UUUUUGHHHH!
Another nail is driven through my hand, I raise my chest, completely overwhelmed, they finish the nailing of my hands, I want to be brave, I deserve this crucifixion, the pain is unbearable, but their work isn’t done, finally, each one grabs one side of the patibulum and raise me up, for some seconds, my legs shake on the air as I’m only being hold by the nails and ropes, but they reach the point where my patibulum fits in the vertical post, it’s not tall, the centurions head are at the same height as my shoulder, I can finally rest my feets in some kind of support made for them, but this resting only stand for some seconds.
 

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As I breath and lift my chest in direction of the crowd, the centurions grab my legs, I look down, and see them placing my feets one on the other, they secure it in place, and the sharp nail, a bigger one is placed over them, I shake my body, no effect, finally, they pull back the hammer, and…

- GOD FREE ME FROM THIS CROSS, ARRRGHHHHHHHHH

They start driving the spike through my skin.

My uncle screams in the back and look down. I keep screaming:

- AAAAGHHH, I CAN’T TAKE IT, NOOOOOOO.
The crowd laughs at my hopelessness.
 

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Finally the nail hit the wood and stops there, I’m crucified, nailed, held in the cross I carried, by nails on my hands and feets.

It’s around 09:00 a.m by what the centurions said, my four companions come near to my cross.

Finally, a centurion announces:

"This man, nailed in front of you, is condemned, for it's influence on other guys through the addiction of pornography and masturbation, reaching a state of deep necessity on both, and representing a danger to the young mans of our society, is condemned to die on the cross, the hands, that he used to give himself so much pleasure are now nailed, the feets he liked so much, are pierced to the wood, to show what happens to the ones who lose themselves into pornography and self pleasure."

Finally, a sign is nailed right over my head, great letters say: João Carlos, 19, chronic MASTURBATION ADDICTED, porn addicted and foot fetishist.

My friends look at me incredule, as I make the crucifixion dance, sweat runs through my chest and abs, and blood from my hans and feet, as I cry for mercy, in shame.

It’s just the beginning of a painful and humiliating execution, I look at the crowd, and see them pointing at me, laughing and cursing.
I feel the sweat running through my body, as the suns starts rising more and more, and I look at the sky and say:

- Father, I accept and endure my fate, and I’m ready to follow your plans, today, I give myself into the cross

(Images are from the short movie "My Last Day"
 

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Finally the nail hit the wood and stops there, I’m crucified, nailed, held in the cross I carried, by nails on my hands and feets.

It’s around 09:00 a.m by what the centurions said, my four companions come near to my cross.

Finally, a centurion announces:

"This man, nailed in front of you, is condemned, for it's influence on other guys through the addiction of pornography and masturbation, reaching a state of deep necessity on both, and representing a danger to the young mans of our society, is condemned to die on the cross, the hands, that he used to give himself so much pleasure are now nailed, the feets he liked so much, are pierced to the wood, to show what happens to the ones who lose themselves into pornography and self pleasure."

Finally, a sign is nailed right over my head, great letters say: João Carlos, 19, chronic MASTURBATION ADDICTED, porn addicted and foot fetishist.

My friends look at me incredule, as I make the crucifixion dance, sweat runs through my chest and abs, and blood from my hans and feet, as I cry for mercy, in shame.

It’s just the beginning of a painful and humiliating execution, I look at the crowd, and see them pointing at me, laughing and cursing.
I feel the sweat running through my body, as the suns starts rising more and more, and I look at the sky and say:

- Father, I accept and endure my fate, and I’m ready to follow your plans, today, I give myself into the cross

(Images are from the short movie "My Last Day"
perfecto, lovely and thanks
 
A cornu is absolutely required. I don't know how possible it is, but what if we were able to make it so the cornu is a replica of the victim's member, so he has to fuck himself while on the cross?
There is absolutely no problem to do any form and one can adapt it to the crime. However, the cornu is expected to be larger than the penis of the crucified, if some here use small ones, that is okay due to safe crux rules. On the other hand, people like me use relatively large dildos as seen here

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To prevent questions: 1. I do not do that often, so I have not a trained or enlarged hole. 2. One sees a dilated hole a short time( for picture possible, but after few minutes all is back to normal). 3. Just try yourself

To make a suggestion, why not using a cornu close to the doubled size of the victims penis, take the golden ratio: 1.618033988749....
 
There is absolutely no problem to do any form and one can adapt it to the crime. However, the cornu is expected to be larger than the penis of the crucified, if some here use small ones, that is okay due to safe crux rules. On the other hand, people like me use relatively large dildos as seen here

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To prevent questions: 1. I do not do that often, so I have not a trained or enlarged hole. 2. One sees a dilated hole a short time( for picture possible, but after few minutes all is back to normal). 3. Just try yourself

To make a suggestion, why not using a cornu close to the doubled size of the victims penis, take the golden ratio: 1.618033988749....

The cornu should ALWAYS be larger in size than the victim's own penis, with an enlarged, bulbous, mushroom shaped head, to ensure that once it pushes through the anal sphincter that it cannot be dislodged easily.

The man hanging on the cross will have his anus dilated and stretched unnaturally and obscenely, his rectum filled with the big cornu and his prostate punished mercilessly. Efforts to raise or lower his body will result in him involuntarily fucking himself, coming close to dislodging the head of the intruder, but not quite, so that he sinks back down to the base of the cornu, exhausted, yet painfully erect and throbbing.
 
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Finally the nail hit the wood and stops there, I’m crucified, nailed, held in the cross I carried, by nails on my hands and feets.

It’s around 09:00 a.m by what the centurions said, my four companions come near to my cross.

Finally, a centurion announces:

"This man, nailed in front of you, is condemned, for it's influence on other guys through the addiction of pornography and masturbation, reaching a state of deep necessity on both, and representing a danger to the young mans of our society, is condemned to die on the cross, the hands, that he used to give himself so much pleasure are now nailed, the feets he liked so much, are pierced to the wood, to show what happens to the ones who lose themselves into pornography and self pleasure."

Finally, a sign is nailed right over my head, great letters say: João Carlos, 19, chronic MASTURBATION ADDICTED, porn addicted and foot fetishist.

My friends look at me incredule, as I make the crucifixion dance, sweat runs through my chest and abs, and blood from my hans and feet, as I cry for mercy, in shame.

It’s just the beginning of a painful and humiliating execution, I look at the crowd, and see them pointing at me, laughing and cursing.
I feel the sweat running through my body, as the suns starts rising more and more, and I look at the sky and say:

- Father, I accept and endure my fate, and I’m ready to follow your plans, today, I give myself into the cross

(Images are from the short movie "My Last Day"
Perfect story really. Thanks for the hard on !!
 
The cornu should ALWAYS be larger in size than the victim's own penis, with an enlarged, bulbous, mushroom shaped head, to ensure that once it pushes through the anal sphincter that it cannot be dislodged easily.

The man hanging on the cross will have his anus dilated and stretched unnaturally and obscenely, his rectum filled with the big cornu and his prostate punished mercilessly. Efforts to raise or lower his body will result in him involuntarily fucking himself, coming close to dislodging the head of the intruder, but not quite, so that he sinks back down to the base of the cornu, exhausted, yet painfully erect and throbbing.
Depends what one considers as unnatural. It is natural that those worthless subjects asshole is stretched to the appropriate size. Even my smallest is about the factor 2.

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