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Awesome, Juan! You captured a powerful moment so well. They’ll consummate her “marriage” to the cross, get her feet nailed, and leave her to grind on the horn in a brutal parody of sex for however long it takes for her body to give up.
Magnificent work, Juan!
Thank you! I'm a little embarrassed for enjoying your kind words so much, but it really is encouraging. :)
 
Juan. Are you telling me you did this in paint?? This is good for any artistic canvas, but my mind is blown that you created this scene in paint.
Aw, thanks! I mostly use the oil brush tool. It's better than I remembered Paint being from my childhood. :) I really enjoyed working out the colors and light sources on this one. Most fun I've had so far!
 
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Good use of reflected light from both moon and flames in this atmospheric picture.
The moon halo is very effective, and you could do something similar where the fire is reflected on the ground. Nice work, Juan! :)
 
Good use of reflected light from both moon and flames in this atmospheric picture.
The moon halo is very effective, and you could do something similar where the fire is reflected on the ground. Nice work, Juan! :)
Thank you! Yes, I suppose my firelight halo was not executed as well as the moonlight one.
 
Great work, Juan! Anyone who ever said that going up on the cross facing the wood preserved a woman’s modesty never actually thought about how it would work…or never thought about the implications of having her backside presented to the onlookers for easy access.

Nice touch with the little branch in her anus. It reminds me of poor Priscilla from your story “Talbus the Guard” https://www.cruxforums.com/xf/threads/talbus-the-guard.7340/page-4

“Can I put this in?” Talbus’ attention was brought back to the youths, one of whom held up a twig from the branch they had used to poke at Aurelia. It was barely longer than a man’s middle finger, and it was thin and flexible, with tiny knots all along it’s length. Talbus considered a moment.



“You can do that,” he said, restraining the reluctance in his voice. The young men set to work poking the twig into her anus, prying her open with their fingers, laughing at her gasping and grunting.



When the youths had shoved the twig into Priscilla, then yanked it partway out again and shoved it in and out several times, Talbus told them it was enough and they should move on.

“Well take it out!” Priscilla demanded as they sauntered back to the road.

“Do you want the twig back?” Talbus asked them, hesitating before allowing Priscilla’s bottom to return to its original position.

“No, leave it in!”

“I’m sorry, Priscilla,” Talbus set her buttocks gently against the cross again, the twig barely protruding.


And Priscilla was crucified in the traditional way, with her back to the wood. The temptation to…play…with a crucified woman must have been even greater when she was turned around with her ass hanging out for all to see.

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"Talbus the Guard" is one of my favourite stories, and Priscilla is one of the reasons. As a middle-aged woman she suffers all the abuse and torture, without the sympathy pretty young girls get.
 
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From the "Dying of Cold on the Cross" thread it occurs to me that one way to prevent the condemned from peacefully drifting away in the night is a small fire at the base of the cross. It even adds to the torment: "Feet too hot, burning, OWW! Head still too cold, but smoke making it hard to breathe. Breasts slightly chilly so perky nips standing proud. Pussy feels just right so surprisingly comfortable."

 
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