Makes it seem like the girl was killed in front of the man, and not the other way around. Just pointing it out.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.
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.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 friend, I will continue to update the story soon.Very nice work with the images. I like the style very much.
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 ..."
LOVE the cute little loincloth......especially as it's hoiked up prior to her rapes.
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.
Well done at least she's suitably clad for crucifixion....(please do not strip her)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.
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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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This is brilliant stuff, maicoldraw!!
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.
I was terrified, I knew what was coming,
You've just put me in a dilemma hahahaWell 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.
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.This is brilliant stuff, maicoldraw!!
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.