Hayuna felt the heavy wheel she was pushing stop as it found its limit. Hayuna let her naked, sweaty breasts rest against the spoke of the wheel. She was breathing raggedly with exertion. The man fucking her continued thrusting his cock into her. Hayuna’s mouth was agape. But at least she was no longer using all of her might to push this godsdamned wheel.
The crosses were raised!
Tara writhed and squirmed and cried as she felt her body at the mercy of the three points of impalement upon the cross. With the raised cross, she had to flex her lean legs, flex her impaled, brutalized arms, and arch her back (sticking her naked chest out) just to get a proper breath in. She was keenly aware of how naked she was and how the crowd was watching her intensely. She felt immense shame and degradation.
Ashley was struggling already. With the crosses raised up, her heaving chest was already being encumbered by her massive tits. She flexed every muscle that her body had, arched her back, stuck out her boobs for the enjoyment of all who watched, and greedily sucked down some oxygen. Her pussy throbbed in pain she had suffered many, many men before she was crucified. It dawned upon her that she was going to suffer like this until she died and the despair and horror washed over her like a punch to the gut. She cried out and writhed against her nailed limbs, but this only caused her further pain.
Kagney and Katee were both in immense pain. Bodies pressed together, both nailed to the same cross, they were each hyperventilating in pain. Their large, soft breasts were pressed together. Their pussies were rubbing up against each other. Their bellies were pressed together. Their arms and legs were pressed together. They were nailed together.
Kagney shuddered in pain. Katee looked into the high priestess’s eyes. They both realized in that same moment that they would have to work together to breathe while crucified. Both girls, naked and hurting tremendously, flexed their leg and arm muscles so that they could strain painfully against their nailed wounds. This squeezed their breasts together even more. Both girls flexed their backs and sucked in as much air as possible.
As they sank back down, the strain of their opposite bodies against each other easing up slightly, they rested their foreheads against each other. Both were sweating and trembling in pain.
Kagney kissed Katee. She did not mind kissing a slave. “I’m here with you.” She said comfortingly to the slave.
Katee nodded and tears welled up in her eyes as she understood the ramifications of the high priestess’s solidarity. “I don’t want to die.” Katee said painfully. Each word hurt her strained body to articulate.
“Me neither.” Kagney gasped.
Both girls rested their sweating foreheads against each other while their naked bodies were pressed painfully together.
The King called over former-priestess Lexxie. He wanted to cum in her mouth.