The torches and fires are being lighted, giving the naked bodies a hellish color quite adequate to the circumstances.
-Why the fact of being naked, nailed and exposed in a cross excites so much our sick minds? – Aline asks out loud – I don’t think I’ll ever understand…Come let’s look for a cot. You and me really need a good fuck…-she continues after a pause.
PART XXI
I have lost the sense of time. Hours ago, I think, I saw the Sun setting over the distant sea and I wondered if I would ever see it again.
During the night, lighted by the fires and the torches, our audience has embarked in an authentic orgy. They practiced all kind of sex while looking at our naked bodies thrashing on our crosses.
We enjoyed being their sexual object. I did, and I am sure everyone of the crucified did.
I am very weak now. My cock is limp and only the pain fills my mind. The end is clearly drawing close.
I look once again to Cristina´s cross. She looks so beautiful crucified!
After exchanging a long look with me, she looks down meeting her husband´s eyes and tells him:
-Pete, Love! Please carry on with my last orders…The rest is up to you…my Love…you are in command from now to the end. Please finish us properly.
-As you wish Darling – He answers with clear emotion in his voice.
He gets the attention of several assistants and impart his instructions.
With the same quick efficiency that has been the mark of the whole event, they proceed by groups to every cross still supporting a living body and setting ladders give each one of us water and the chance of getting a last dose of the drug.
Before retiring, they remove the cornus, leaving us hanging again from our wrist´s nails.
We won´t last long now.
I immediately feel the pain back in its full dimension. But at the same time, I sense the relief brought by the water and the amazing effects of the drug.
The pain is unavoidable. The breathing, extremely difficult.
But it´s clear that I am not experiencing the authentic pain of a real crucifixion.
It is true that I am nailed on a cross, naked. It is true that I am dying. It is true that I am being executed by crucifixion.
But also, I am convinced that without the multiple doses of the drug we were given, this experience would have been completely different.
Had we been crucified without any chemical help, I am positive that the only thing we could have think of, would have been the pain and the suffering. Only the terrible and constant torture would have occupied our minds.
But now I feel my excitation returning.
I am sure the arousal I experience again when I look at the naked bodies of the gorgeous ladies I am crucified with, would not have been possible without the drug.
The strong erection I have again, would not have been possible.
The sour sweet feeling of being exposed in such a shameful way to an audience, would not have been possible.
The satisfaction I am experiencing because I am being executed for the sexual pleasure of others, would not have been possible.
But the truth is that, even with the help of the drug, still there is quite enough pain left! The nails, the itching that can not be calmed, the muscles crumps, the lack of air…everything it’s an excruciating turmoil of suffering!
So, I feel really grateful for the marvelous drug.
I overheard a couple of guests talking close to my cross that its designer, is one of the guests that opted for crucifixion and he is now dying in one of the crosses to my left. Amazing…or perhaps not.
It is certainly a pity that such a wonderful drug has those lethal effects. But nothing is perfect.
I look down to the orgy that is still taking place in front of our crosses.
I see a couple of attractive women, almost naked, openly masturbating at the base of my cross while looking at me.
I am again feeling excited with my humiliation. I push on my feet´s nail straightening myself and arching my body forward. I inhale deeply and I try to wobble my cock up and down for the ladies. They notice and smile to me while getting closer to their climax.
I feel somebody caressing my side and I see Susan is still standing by my cross. We share a look of tenderness and lust.
I twist in my cross for her benefit.
-Am I pleasing you Susan? – I croak.
-Immensely Carlos! I will never forget you. Thank you for your sacrifice! – She says now tenderly caressing my cock with her hand.
I smile at her.
I look again at the scene in front of my eyes.
“…The flaring flames reflecting on the suffering bodies created a horrible and fascinating scenery...In the light of the burning fire, an orgy developed in front of our feet. Some of the guests threw away all modesty, and had sex, unsatisfiable sex. We watch it from our crosses. Feeling sad we could not take part of it? That such a kind of pleasure was lost forever for us? For them, we were only an exciting background, that stimulated their immense lusts…The moments I got seized by despair, the view of that orgy made me feel cast out, wasted, for not being able to join them. Yet, on the other hand, I was aware that we, crucified, were fully part of it, the way we were, and that we were even the epicenter of their lusts…No more exciting experience than being crucified as we were, and they, although fucking all night, could only approach our unique excitement. Their orgasms were just ‘little death’. We crucified were living ‘great death’. “
-Does it hurt Wikk? – The voice of Marlen, the gorgeous Mistress of Wikk reaches me over the sighs and moans of the participants in the bacchanal.
-Yes Mistress. It hurts a lot! - Answers Wikk.
-That is good my dear young man. It is the way it should be. Your suffering is our pleasure. You all submitted to the cross in order to suffer for us. That is your sacrifice.
-Yes Mistress – The crucified young man says in a weak voice.
Hearing such an exciting dialog, I look to my left and I am able to make out their crosses and Marlen, gloriously naked, standing in front of them.
Wikk´s cock is still hard and Gabriella´s beautiful body is probably responsible in a good part for that.
-Remember what Gabriella has said several times – Marlen continues -: My reason to accept the cross was to give pleasure (the most intense pleasure) to the men watching my execution.
-I love you Mistress! – He says, and turning towards his left he gets the Italian blonde´s attention and looking into her green-blue eyes he exclaims:
-Gabriella I am honored of being crucified and dying next to you. I love you so much too!
She smiles to him and her smile lights the crucifixion grounds during a magical instant.
I share all those sensations. I feel elated at being one of the main characters of this tragedy; of being used by the audience; of being sacrificed for their pleasure…
I also notice Barbaria wriggling on her cross. She heard also the exchange of words and got probably excited too because I see her trying to rub her thighs together.
I have no regrets even now. We all have to die someday.
I feel the wood of my cross scratching my bare buttocks. My cross, my nails…I feel one with them…I am crucified…at last and forever!
I again look at the Headmistress. She perfectly understood our sick minds and thanks to her, we are making true our pervert fantasies, living our deaths on the cross. The ultimate experience!
And then, she joined us.
I keep my eyes on her. I still find her absolutely gorgeous. And I am still surprised at the strength of the link that was stablished between us 46 hours ago in the island.
The moment I met her eyes I knew I wanted the cross, just to please her. And now we are both crucified, dying together!
She looks up at me and smiles. We will never fly again. Two pilots dying on the ground…Well, not quite. Our feet are above the ground.
Definitely I wouldn´t choose any other place, any other moment, any other company, any other cross to die!
I am all right here. I look again left and right of the line. I see the naked bodies of Messaline, Barbaria, Judith, Eulalia, Roberta, FSG, Gabriella, Nicole…I am in love with every one of the ladies…
I wish I could slowly lick and kiss their pussies, comerles el coño despacio a todas. I would die for any of them and I have been granted the privilege of dying crucified with all of them!
Not much longer now for the total fulfillment of our biggest fantasy and ultimate perversion!