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Dhelia Crucifixion

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jacksjg89

PROCRASTINATOR
love both the writing and the art, and can’t wait to see what’s next. Have the feels for the girl. One slight critique. The pronouns are a bit confusing.


With horror he watched as his lover was brutally murdered by the pit of one of the guards. So close to getting out of there, but now it had been snatched away to fulfill its destiny ...
Just with minor cloths she was brought before her master who received her with contempt in the main hall ...
-Lord ... this slut Dhelia ... we were informed that she intended to escape with a barbarian at night ...
-And the criminal? -Asked his master in the shadows and bewilderment ...
-Dead…
Dhelia cried humiliated and half-naked in that large room that seemed to want to devour her.
-Pity my lord ... sobbed the woman with beautiful breasts.
Makes it seem like the girl was killed in front of the man, and not the other way around. Just pointing it out.
 

maicoldraw

Assistant executioner
love both the writing and the art, and can’t wait to see what’s next. Have the feels for the girl. One slight critique. The pronouns are a bit confusing.



Makes it seem like the girl was killed in front of the man, and not the other way around. Just pointing it out.
Thank you very much for your comment, and yes, it happens that my texts are originally in Spanish and something is lost to me by the translation. :sisi3:
 

maicoldraw

Assistant executioner
Chapter 2
The "crucifixion of prostitutes" was a punishment reserved for women who were discovered selling sex, a terribly punished practice in the kingdom. It was an even more cruel punishment than that destined for simple slaves trying to escape, however the lord of those lands had spoken and Dhelia knew very well that his cruel master would not retract from that.

The sun had not yet risen but the street was already beginning to be populated with the first workers who went out to work the field and perform their respective daily tasks. No one particularly expected anything unusual on that cold morning. But soon everything changed when the peasants warned the advertiser of lord of those lands climbing the steps of the platform of punishments with two other soldiers.

The floor of the square was cold and felt damp on Dhelia's feet. The platform of punishments was in front of the public square, at the gates of the fort that received the prisoners and traitors before their executions.

"People of Nadin! Come closer, now treason demands to be punished with the greatest severity, the master has suffered a betrayal of a slave scourge, therefore and in order to maintain order and justice in our kingdom, the Lord Roverian has ordered the immediate execution of the slave to whom the name of Dhelia corresponds!

The man made a sign and at that moment the soldiers pushed the terrified woman out of the fortress who advanced painfully before the eyes of the crowd that was beginning to congregate.

As soon as her covered cinnamon skin was carried hand-bound behind her back step by step, up the winding road to the platform.
She looked with horror at the stocks in this one where he had seen the horrible road to women accused of prostitution. She knew she was about to go through something horrible. While women were easily judged for something that once seemed as trivial as trying some food for their bodies, local customs were much more lenient towards men who were allowed the most degrading abuses against the accused. female ...
The locals muttered to each other and laughed as they watched the damned.
The woman was a delight for the eyes, with her dark wavy hair, thin and thin curves not so voluptuous but firm and exquisite for any lustful. The intrigue grew among all since they wanted to hear the method of execution.

- Here is the slave Dhelia, who after being found guilty of treason with the aggravating factor of having been found in full improper acts doing profane and prohibited activities is sentenced to death for "crucifixion of prostitutes"!

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The men exclaimed with joy and joy, while Dhelia felt that her heart was about to leave her chest. She hadn't even had time to say goodbye to her acquaintances and the sound of the edge echoing his lover echoed in his mind ...
The soldier next to her pushed her to the front of the stocks where she was about to live the initial phase of her punishment ...
-As you all know, the only way a woman can atone for her guilt and her affront to divine laws is to provide her body to the pleasures and needs of the men of her homeland, fortunately, this woman was born into slavery in this kingdom and it is the desire of the gods that their sexuality be offered to all those men, stripped of privileges, and women who wish to calm their instincts!
The slave was crying while the soldier held her in the stocks where now every unmarried man regardless of his condition and class could take advantage of her.
While there were attractive merchants and nobles, none of them would wish to possess her after being possessed by the poor, the sick and the wanderers who did not miss using these damned women to empty their most impure desires that misery did not allow them to achieve with a wife.
The girl was attached to the rough wood between the narrow holes that impeded mobility. The stocks were arranged so that her head was at the height of his butt. her legs uncomfortably held her, exposing her noble parts and her ass to those who atone for her sins.

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Dhelia barely watched in horror as a row of undesirable men prepared to take their turn.
-Let the purge begin! Exclaimed the royal messenger...
 
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maicoldraw

Assistant executioner
Chapter 3
It was beginning to dawn ...
The first naked man stood behind her, the others waited masturbating and preparing to soak her dicks with the moisture of the young slave girl who had been enjoying her lover's pleasure just a couple of hours before.

She remembered it then in horror ... she was thinking of giving him his first son that gift that night, since she was in his fertile days.

-No Please! Not this way! The woman cried, moving her ass from side to side as she could barely.

- But what do you say little bitch? You yourself slept with a barbarian, for you being with us should be a pleasure.

The man began to brush his erection full of smegma in the young woman's ass.

- It was a long time since they executed a whore as delicious as you and I had not had the opportunity to clean my cock, you will have to forgive me for it.

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The young woman sobbed in horror as she felt that the phallus brushed between her buttocks towards her ass, and little by little she went down until she made her way to the entrance of her sex.
Her thoughts were at the limit, her heart was going to explode and she knew that not only would she die that morning, but with still the spawn of one of those many strangers who now only thought of satisfying his lust.
The cock made its way into her vaginal canal. She felt disgusted but now it was inevitable, the insights began feeling her erect flesh of those men.
One after the other they paraded desecrating their body, some timidly, others behaved like dogs in a roar with the sole purpose of depositing their seed in their belly. They held their buttocks and separated them to appreciate the lucky spectacle they had at their mercy to have a body as delicious as they had ever had. They were dazzled with the vision of their clean, smooth and cinnamon backs, the opulent curves that drew their silhouette opening towards the hips that were firmly held in each ramming, each penetration, each ejaculation that poured into her sex.
The sperm flowed and went into its humidity, her tears melted notoriously with moans that began to emanate from her lips ... Nothing mattered anymore ... Dhelia knew that she would soon suffer a horrific death of a bitch, and through her mind the one that maybe those they were the last caresses he would receive in his life ...
"I'll get pregnant," she thought as she felt her belly fill with the white nectar that her rapists offered her. She felt how the sperm emanated after each contraction of his new lovers and slid down his legs.

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"By the gods ... I will certainly get pregnant, and then I will die ..."
 
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Chapter 3
It was beginning to dawn ...
The first naked man stood behind her, the others waited masturbating and preparing to soak her dicks with the moisture of the young slave girl who had been enjoying her lover's pleasure just a couple of hours before.

He remembered it then in horror ... He was thinking of giving his first son that gift that night, since he was in his fertile days.

-No Please! Not this way! The woman cried, moving her ass from side to side as she could barely.

- But what do you say little bitch? You yourself slept with a barbarian, for you being with us should be a pleasure.

The man began to brush his erection full of smegma in the young woman's ass.

- It was a long time since they executed a whore as delicious as you and I had not had the opportunity to clean my cock, you will have to forgive me for it.

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The young woman sobbed in horror as she felt that the phallus brushed between her buttocks towards her ass, and little by little she went down until she made her way to the entrance of her sex.
His thoughts were at the limit, his heart was going to explode and he knew that not only would she die that morning, but with still the spawn of one of those many strangers who now only thought of satisfying his lust.
The cock made its way into her vaginal canal. She felt disgusted but now it was inevitable, the insights began feeling her erect flesh of those men.
One after the other they paraded desecrating their body, some timidly, others behaved like dogs in a roar with the sole purpose of depositing their seed in their belly. They held their buttocks and separated them to appreciate the lucky spectacle they had at their mercy to have a body as delicious as they had ever had. They were dazzled with the vision of their clean, smooth and cinnamon backs, the opulent curves that drew their silhouette opening towards the hips that were firmly held in each ramming, each penetration, each ejaculation that poured into their sex.
The sperm flowed and went into its humidity, its tears melted notoriously with moans that began to emanate from its lips ... Nothing mattered anymore ... Dhelia knew that she would soon suffer a horrific death of a bitch, and through her mind the one that maybe those they were the last caresses he would receive in his life ...
"I'll get pregnant," she thought as she felt her belly fill with the white nectar that her rapists offered her. He felt how the sperm emanated after each contraction of his new lovers and slid down his legs.

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"By the gods ... I will certainly get pregnant, and then I will die ..."

Excellent way to perform her anal rapes...an essential part of her crucifixion.... giving her body the nutrition her lustful body needs for its scourging and a long dance of lust on the cross....every guard should fill her ass and move to her mouth to fill that and she must clean every cock.... strong ejaculations of the hot cum her body lusts for... and that is a perfect position to scourge her eager body after she takes the last cocks load....
 

maicoldraw

Assistant executioner
Chapter 4
Dhelia is mercilessly used as a semen dump for those bastards caught in lust, with violence one after another the rough skin erect skin of their rapists, and one after another the cum semen that emanated from their sex without fitting in her belly.

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The soldiers will take a container and will recognize themselves in all the semen that was left over, whose destiny will be the only sustenance of the betrayal during their crucification ...
Finally the last cock was extracted wet from her sex.
The girl is humiliated and dirty, no doubt also, now the seed of one of those beggars was inside fertilizing the egg she had reserved for her deceased lover.

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She cried and thought of her humiliation when she soon received a whip on her ass. She screamed from the bottom of her throat ... The lash had passed by hitting her thigh and part of his desecrated sex ...
One ... two ... three ... ten ... one after another the lashes were fitting in her ass, the soldiers did not want to spoil the beauty of the young woman so they had decided to whip her in this way.
The lashes have their homework, for the pleasure of the spectators the pain gem girl and were excited. Sometimes it was impossible for them not to masturbate once more and empty the contents of their sperm into the container.

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-No Please! Nooo! HAAAAAAA! -The girl groaned as reddish grooves opened in her bare flesh.
Finally after 50 lashes the torture ended. She was exhausted and specifically that she fainted.
 
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maicoldraw

Assistant executioner
Chapter 5
The girl was still crying while she was unleashed and violently thrown on the floor. The soldiers took advantage of touching her breasts and thighs when moving her, they were nothing subtle and affectionate as her lover had once been.
Dhelia also watched with horror how her fluid white emanated from her sex, no doubt her belly was completely full.

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Without more an executioner approached the patibulum and took her arms to tie them. She knew what was going on ... the long walk of humiliation to the fields outside the village.
Soon her arms were tied to the tree, open, imitating the position with which she would receive death.
The patibulum was not treated wood, it was a rough rugged and heavy trunk. Dhelia did not know if she would arrive alive after that walk of almost an hour.
Soon the soldiers lowered her from the platform and made her walk.


The people present laughed and celebrated, insulted and humiliated her:

- The dirty bitch hour has arrived!
-You deserve this bitch, I can't stand to see that delicious ass stamped on the cross!
"Watch out for spilling the semen bitch! We know you like it!"
-Slave bitch!
-Crucify her!
-Crucify her!

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The soldiers prevented the passage to the crowd in the early stages of the city, after half an hour they had already left the city gates and only half of the section was left to the colitas.
Dhelia saw it from there.
Between her sorrow and suffering with the horrible wood she saw in the distance the dozens of crosses that decorated the nearby hills to warn the slaves.

- Look bitch there, wait for your grave!
-You will be food for the crows!

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Dhelia was still crying, she was terrified of that, she had once seen a crucifixion from afar but she had never dared to get too close to the heartbreaking screams of condemned men and women, that was her worst nightmare. And now, she was on her way.
 
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maicoldraw

Assistant executioner
Chapter 6
Finally the delegation arrived at the site after another half hour. The sun began to rise higher above the sky.
The young woman collapsed on top of herself and the soldiers rushed to unleash the patibulum. They laughed:

-You didn't look so weak when you fornicated like a bitch with that barbarian.
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She said nothing, as she could look up, in front of her a tall vertical wood similar in thickness to that of her patibulum. It was there in front of her erect, imposing, as if waiting for her life. It had a rope that went up one side and down the other, probably to climb the tree. The place was surrounded by other crosses with the rotten corpses and skeletons of other condemned, many of them, other girls like her who had been desecrated mercilessly.

-It's enough bitch ... The time has come.
An executioner said that he took her by the arm and turned her to position her on the patibulum.
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She was terrified, she knew what was coming, she heard in her head the screams she had ever heard from a distance and she knew it would be her soon ... It was she who was about to be nailed!

-No Please! Do not! NOO!
- SHUT UP WHORE! You searched for this!

Dhelia watched in horror as the man held the first nail in his wrists, it was huge and thick ... it was rusty was about to penetrate his wrist ... she felt the tip of the nail in her skin. She saw then how the infamous man raised the hammer over his head.
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-NOOOOOOO! NOOOOOOO! “KLAN!” HYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA !!!!!

The first blow was brutal, the girl arched her back and the scream filled the entire place echoing in the distant hills.

"KLAN!" -HAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYY !!!!

She screamed when the second hammering pierced her hand and stamped on the rigid wood. Dhelia kicked and resisted, so other soldiers went and held her harder to prevent her from tearing herself apart with the frenzy.
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-No no NO NO “KLAN!” AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHH !!!

She arched in a horrific scream with the third blow.
One after another, the hammering fixed her hand firmly to the wood. "KLAN!" She knew there was no going back, the pain was like nothing she had felt in his life "KLAN!" A pain so intense that it ran through her body like fire with every hit ... "KLAN!"
-NHYAAAAAAAAAAAA !!!!

When the first nail was in place she felt faint, she could not realize that her executioner was already positioning himself on the other side to give her more agony ...
The girl in her agony had turned her gaze to her left. She had company.
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A skeleton still rotting watched her a few meters from another neighboring cross. "No ... no no ..." she thought "I'm ... going ... will I end up like this?" "Am I going to die this horrible way and will I rot like this?"

"KLAN!"
-HAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYY !!!!!
She screamed in horror as he looked back to his right and blood splashed into the sky.

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"KLAN!"
-AHHH HAA HAAA AHHHY !!!
The girl was writhing raising her back from the floor, crossing her legs in pain, could not help urinating on top.
The grass got wet with urine ... none of that mattered. That place reeked of urine and death ...
The blows continued to sound as they melted with her agony, finally her hands were held. She thought there could be a slight respite ...
But in those lands they didn't know mercy ...
 
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Chapter 4
Dhelia is mercilessly used as a semen dump for those bastards caught in lust, with violence one after another the rough skin erect skin of their rapists, and one after another the cum semen that emanated from their sex without fitting in their belly.

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The soldiers will take a container and will recognize themselves in all the semen that was left over, whose destiny will be the only sustenance of the betrayal during their crucification ...
Finally the last cock was extracted wet from her sex.
The girl is humiliated and dirty, no doubt also, now the seed of one of those beggars was inside fertilizing the egg she had reserved for her deceased lover.

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He cried and thought of his humiliation when he soon received a whip in his ass. He screamed from the bottom of his throat ... The lash had passed by hitting his thigh and part of his desecrated sex ...
One ... two ... three ... ten ... one after another the lashes were fitting in her ass, the soldiers did not want to spoil the beauty of the young woman so they had decided to whip her in this way.
The lashes have their homework, for the pleasure of the spectators the pain gem girl and we are excited. Sometimes it was impossible for them not to masturbate once more and empty the contents of their sperm into the container.

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-No Please! Nooo! HAAAAAAA! -The girl groaned as reddish grooves opened in her bare flesh.
Finally after 50 lashes the torture ended. I was exhausted and specifically that she fainted.

Yes! fill that lustful asshole with strong heavy cum shots!....an essential part of her eager bodys crucifixion.....every cock cumming hard deep in her ass giving her body the huge loads of hot cum it lusts for and needs to give it the energy for a long dance of lust on the cross.....then scourge it....well done...her body is ready and it lusts to be nailed!
 

maicoldraw

Assistant executioner
Chapter 7
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The patibulum was pulled almost immediately hard towards the cross with a rope attached to the top.
The wood sounded suddenly, that had sent a wave of pain to Dhelia's pierced limbs. Immediately the one in charge of lifting it, pulled from the other side of the cross with force.
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As the battered body of the girl ascended her skin touched the rough wood of the vertical wood. She could see with horror that on the floor there were still two nails waiting to enter the flesh of his feet. The horrible torture was not yet over for the girl.
Tugging the dark-haired female was climbing with pain and as she writhed in agony watching the ground move away from her bare feet forever.
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She made impossible efforts to lean on the wood while groaning in pain and arched suspended over the instrument of torture. Thus, it was pulled upwards until the wood of the patibulum fit into a groove at the top of the cross.
She was panting and crying in agonized howls, her chest was moving at the hectic pace of his breathing, all her weight was being supported by wounded wrists that overflowed in a darkened blood groove pulled by gravity.
The crowd was excited tumult to see the girl.
"Wash your feet! Let there be no escape for the whore!"
-Noo ... -No please ... no more ...

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Dhelia sobbed that she had ever heard that this was the worst part ...
A soldier took the remaining nails and approached the girl, she would have wanted to feel that this stretch was an eternity, but it was not so. A couple of steps and the executioner was within reach ...
-Nooo ... -Noooo, not anymore!
The soldier took the girl's foot. Despite the abuse it was delicate and soft.
He moved his foot so that the ankle was at the side of the cross.

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In normal crucifixions the victim's feet were nailed together to the front with a single nail, but that was not a normal crucifixion… It was the horrific “Crucifixion of prostitutes”
"KLAN!"
-HYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGHHH !!!!
The penetration of the nail made him give a brutal spasm in which his whole body was twisted in pain ...
-The time has come to pay as you must, bitch ...
"KLAN!"
-HAAAAAAAAAAAA HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA HAAAAAAAAAAAGGGH!
With each blow the girl writhed back, raised her mouth to the sky and screams came out even louder than before ...
"KLAN!"...
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Baracus

Rectidolor
Chapter 7
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The patibulum was pulled almost immediately hard towards the cross with a rope attached to the top.
The wood sounded suddenly, that had sent a wave of pain to Dhelia's pierced limbs. Immediately the one in charge of lifting it, pulled from the other side of the cross with force.
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As the battered body of the girl ascended her skin touched the rough wood of the vertical wood. He could see with horror that on the floor there were still two nails waiting to enter the flesh of his feet. The horrible torture was not yet over for the girl.
Tugging the dark-haired female was climbing with pain and as she writhed in agony watching the ground move away from her bare feet forever.
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She made impossible efforts to lean on the wood while groaning in pain and arched suspended over the instrument of torture. Thus, it was pulled upwards until the wood of the patibulum fit into a groove at the top of the cross.
She was panting and crying in agonized howls, his chest was moving at the hectic pace of his breathing, all his weight was being supported by wounded wrists that overflowed in a darkened blood groove pulled by gravity.
The crowd was excited tumult to see the girl.
"Wash your feet! Let there be no escape for the whore!"
-Noo ... -No please ... no more ...

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Dhelia sobbed that she had ever heard that this was the worst part ...
A soldier took the remaining nails and approached the girl, she would have wanted to feel that this stretch was an eternity, but it was not so. A couple of steps and the executioner was within reach ...
-Nooo ... -Noooo, not anymore!
The soldier took the girl's foot. Despite the abuse it was delicate and soft.
He moved his foot so that the ankle was at the side of the cross.

View attachment 800251
In normal crucifixions the victim's feet were nailed together to the front with a single nail, but that was not a normal crucifixion… It was the horrific “Crucifixion of prostitutes”
"KLAN!"
-HYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGHHH !!!!
The penetration of the nail made him give a brutal spasm in which his whole body was twisted in pain ...
-The time has come to pay as you must, bitch ...
"KLAN!"
-HAAAAAAAAAAAA HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA HAAAAAAAAAAAGGGH!
With each blow the girl writhed back, raised her mouth to the sky and screams came out even louder than before ...
"KLAN!"...
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Well done at least she's suitably clad for crucifixion....(please do not strip her)
The loincloth,(to me),adds to the humiliation.....keep up the good work.
 

Jollyrei

Angelus Mortis
Staff member
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She said nothing, as she could look up, in front of her a tall vertical wood similar in thickness to that of her patibulum. He was there in front of her erect, imposing, as if waiting for his life. He had a rope that went up one side and down the other, probably to climb the tree. The place was surrounded by other crosses with the rotten corpses and skeletons of other condemned, many of them, other girls like her who had been desecrated mercilessly.

-It's enough bitch ... The time has come.
An executioner said that he took her by the arm and turned her to position her on the patibulum.
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I was terrified, I knew what was coming,
This is brilliant stuff, maicoldraw!! :clapping::clapping::beer:
Your story and pictures go well together, and your technique is extremely effective at capturing the emotion, fear, and intensity of Delia's ordeal. I personally always imagine the moments before the actual nailing as the most erotically charged - that moment when the girl realizes she's at the place of crucifixion and is about to be wedded to the cross. You capture that moment extremely well in these two images, which are my favourites in your whole sequence so far.
:very_hot::very_hot::very_hot:
 

maicoldraw

Assistant executioner
Well done at least she's suitably clad for crucifixion....(please do not strip her)
The loincloth,(to me),adds to the humiliation.....keep up the good work.
You've just put me in a dilemma hahaha
I like the coverings, for me it is an important part of a crucifixion, it gives the girl a special sensuality but in this case, because of the type of punishment of the young woman, it could be that they have the habit of eventually starting to tear off their skin until The last garment at some point. We could let the audience present eventually answer the question by majority. Does it seem like the idea?
 

maicoldraw

Assistant executioner
This is brilliant stuff, maicoldraw!! :clapping::clapping::beer:
Your story and pictures go well together, and your technique is extremely effective at capturing the emotion, fear, and intensity of Delia's ordeal. I personally always imagine the moments before the actual nailing as the most erotically charged - that moment when the girl realizes she's at the place of crucifixion and is about to be wedded to the cross. You capture that moment extremely well in these two images, which are my favourites in your whole sequence so far.
:very_hot::very_hot::very_hot:
Thank you very much and I think you are right, they are very important moments part of the humiliation, the moment when the young woman faces the hammer for the first time is something that I really like to include. It is the equivalent of sensually undressing a lover before fornicating her.
 
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