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Gods' Edicts Part VI - The Game of Crosses

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The crosses were raised up unceremoniously. All three girls were naked and afraid. All three had had their virginity taken roughly from them, many times. Reya had a splattering of cum on her curvy chest. All three were gasping and moaning and squirming on their crosses.

The guards looking up at them marveled. Their cocks hardened. They loved their meager jobs, in that wondrous moment. The girls’ suffering was immensely pleasurable to watch.

Reya was squirming and rocking her voluptuous tits back and forth. Hayuna was screaming and babbling incoherently as her tight hips writhed against the new cross. Polina was putting on the best show, gasping and moaning as she flexed her whole body and jiggled her breasts back and forth as she rocked her hips from side to side. To her, it was an attempt to find a way up for air that elicited as little horrific pain as possible. But to the guards, it was a sexy show, highlighting every angle and movement of her naked body.

The girls were all in incredible pain.

Their deaths were soon to come, but first, they had to suffer more…
 
Hayuna died first. To everyone’s surprise, she lasted another hour on the cross, despite everything her petite body had been through.

When her supple body went still, the guards looked at Reya and Polina and wished to invigorate them into putting on more of a show.

They goaded the two naked slave girls with sexual insults and began finding implements around the courtyard to rub their pussies with.

The girls moaned and squirmed as their womanhood’s were assaulted. They were playing right into the guards’ hands, giving them the quivering and gasping show that they wanted.

Polina was starting to feel her pain magnify, to her horrified shock. Reya was straining to breathe at all. She groaned and looked down at her cum-splattered chest. She could not believe that her big, embarrassing, jiggling breasts were heaving on display for all of these people to see. She gulped as she anticipated coming up for another excruciating breathe of air. As she began to flex her body, she felt her muscles refuse her commands…
 
Polina sank down on the cross, horrible pain shooting through her impaled wrists and ankles. She had just come down from raising herself up for a gulp of air.

She hung there, immobilized, naked, ravaged, and she felt a pain erupt in her tight chest. She thrashed suddenly with fright and looked to her right. Hayuna was clearly dead upon her cross. Polina looked past at her comrade. Her friend. Reya.

Reya was hanging motionless from her cross. Her nailed limbs made her curvy body accentuated even more as she hung there limply.

Polina gulped as she realized that Reya was dead, and that she herself was soon to follow…
 
Polina, to her horror, lasted on the cross for another fifteen hours!

The sun rose, new guards came into the courtyard. Polina was losing grasp on reality as she suffered on her cross next to the bodies of Reya and Hayuna.

Polina thrashed and quivered against her cross. She wanted to die, desperately.

But nonetheless, she tortured herself by coming up for air every time that her body commanded her to do it.

But now, her strength was spent. She could raise herself up no more. Her lips quivered as she looked down at her naked body, on full display for anyone to see. She thought about all of the disgusting men who had ravaged her in these past few days. And whimpered in shame.

She died with tears in her eyes, wishing that she had not suffered such a horrid and degrading fate…
 
-Epilogue-

The day after the mass crucifixion had ended, King Niro was enjoying a pleasant late breakfast of eggs, bread, and fresh fruit.

One his senior guards approached him and bowed. “Your Highness, I wish to inform you that all of the condemned involved in the crucifixion ritual have all perished; slave and priestess alike.”

The King swallowed some of his food and nodded happily. “Good. Well done. See to it that every man involved is given an extra piece of gold for their contribution. I am very happy with how this ritual played out. Very happy indeed…”

The guard nodded and said obediently “yes, of course, your Grace.”

The King continued eating his tasty breakfast. He realized that, of all of the wonderful things that came with being King, that presiding over crucifixions was his favorite.

He smiled and felt his penis tingle excitedly.

The End.
 
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