I write currently a lengthy story with family crucifixion as central theme. Since the first crux scene appears rather late, I bring here a teaser. There will be an own thread. We have four families in the story:
The Family Crucifixion club
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All persons of the story are adults, they are
Paula Dupont 48
Willy Dupont 47
Christine Dupont 21
Pauline Dupont 19
Mimmi Miller 45
Walter Miller 47
Sean Miller 25
Marion Miller 21
Ross Miller 19
Melissa Berner 46
Chuck Berner 47
John Berner 22
Rosamunde Berner 21
Rita Berner 21
Bob Cooper, 67 and his wife 57, former football trainer, then rector of a college, now retired. We are close to the middle of the USA in a smaller town, it is today, but the story starts 27 years ago and we are in the last football season with trainer Bob, the following year he is rector of the college. T%hat season was extremely succesful also due to the training methods of Bob, who trained Willy, Walter and Chuck.
Let us start with the teaser:
End of the year Party 1
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But also the best year at the college came to an end, so after the last training of the football team, the trainer invited Willy, Walter and Chuck to a party given by him and his wife.
They meet at the garden of Bob's house. On a table glasses with orange jus, mineral water, bread with salami and Swiss cheese. Willy, Walter and Chuck wear suits, Bob's wife was wearing hot blue pants and a transparent yellow blouse. The aureolas and the nipples were clearly seen. There was some chitchat and a lot of laughters.
'Where actually, is Bob?', asks Chuck.
'He will join us with the diner', answer his wife, 'we should go in anyway, it is time, we shouldn't let him hang to long, so let us go to the dining room.'
'I did not know, that he is a cook', says Walter, 'so what did he prepare for us?'
'Actually he did not cook', says his wife with a smile, 'you will see him. But to answer your question, we will eat spare rips and backed potato. The dessert will be a coup Denmark.'
She heads towards the house. The three boys follow her, the dining room seems in the cellar and they go down the stairs.
'Bob is in the dining room, promise me not to be shocked', Bob's wife enters the room, 'hello Bobby-Boy, are you fine? Still alive?'
The three boys enter the room but stay open mouths and look at the wand in the backside. The room lights are dimmed and the lightning sets everything at a reddish tone. But the shocking part is at the wand. On it there is a wooden cross directly at the wand. On the cross is the trainer completely nude. His arms are bound with 2 rather wide leathers strips which go into the wand. His lower legs are similarly bound on the side of the cross in a enlightened position, so his body felt forward building a banana geometry. The knees were bound with a rope which ends in a hole in the wand. His face is rather red and his pain is clearly visible, when he addresses the boys.
'Hello boys', he says, 'thanks you came for my party. How do you like my invention? Honey, could you please pull out the sedile I have problems hanging on my arms.They burn like hell.'
'Cool isn't it?' Bob's wife first smiles at the three boys, 'when you like, you can try later yourself.'
With that she moves to a table where a lot of switches, some in rotary switches and some measurement displays. She turns one switch and out came larger wooden block with some brackets.
'A moment I must got the cornu', says Bob's wife and opens a drawer. Out of the drawer she takes a black dildo-like object which is about 10 inches long and 2 inches width. She mount it on the sedile.
'Ok, you may now sit', she tells her man and pushes him back till his ass is above the cornu. Carefully, he position himself about the cornu and try's to avoid that it enters his brown eye.
'Hahaha, do not try that', comments his wife, 'I have been fucked there so many times, it will go in with ease. Come closer boys, quite a show you will now see. And we have a special tool to see it better.' With this suggestion the three boys step closer bending forward to look closer at the tip of the cornu and their trainers ass.
'Yes one can improve the view', says Bob's wife. With that she turns a switch. The ugly sound of an electric motor can be heard. The ropes holding the knees of Bob were torn into the wand and his legs get spread.
'Hey!' protested Bob, 'that we did not checked yet!'
'It works just fine it seems', answers Bobs wife. The spreading of the legs now enables Willy on the left and Buck on the right to look closer. Walters view was obscured since the glans of the penis was just in front of him.
The spreading of the legs has the effect that the asshole of Bob is exactly above the pole of the cornu and it also open it a little his asshole, so the tip begins to slide in. Bob immediately feels that and tries to lift himself up, but the arms burn to much so he must let himself to go down and the cornu enters a little more. But Bob gives himself not up and lifts himself up again. This can not be without effect and the trainers penis begins to grow.
'Great Bob, you are still very fit', comments Chuck.
'Yes, for that every training lesson was worth it', replies Bob, 'hope that teaches you to spend more time for your training lessons.'
“Come boys, dinner time', says Bobs wife, who was able to put four dishes full of backed potatoes and spare rips.
The four sits on the table. The table has the form of a horseshoe, so everyone has a good view on the crucified Bob as he continues his 'death dance'. Bobs wife explains the death dance and that in roman times the crucified ones were nude, not as in the churches and the movies. The reason is to humiliate the condemned.
After finishing the diner, Bob still goes up and down, his hard dick also swings down and up.
'An applause for our trainer, that is an incredible athletic performance', suggest Walter.
The four stood up and applaud.
'Yes', says Bobs wife,'but now is enough, I will give Bob some relief and the we take him down.'
With that she kneels in front of the crucified Bob and begin to blow his cock.
'Can I?' asks Walter. Bobs wife make a step to the left and Walter begins to blow his trainer.
'No!', cries Bob, 'now that is really humiliating!' and indeed his penis begin to soften. Walter angrily pushes his thighs down and as soon as the cornu seems to tore Bob apart his penis hardens again and he shots his cum landing on the face of Walter.
Bobs wife steps to the table with the switches, press the red button, the leathers straps loosen, the sedile moves in the wand and Bob fell to the floor.
'Must go to the shower', he says and leaves the room.
When he comes back, he wears a bathrobe with the inscription: 'I was crucified and the only thing I got is a tasteless bathrobe.'
They all sit on table and Bobs wife brings in five coup Denmark, with actua molten chocolate.
'What is better, than a vanilla ice with hot chocolate, after being crucified', says Bob, 'next time it is your turn, sugar-pie.'
'Sure', says sugar-pie, also known as Bob's wife, 'but only when your three sport champions also join! You could play the R-part.'
'Yes!', means Bob,' that is the big thing! You come next week?'
