November, the month of the crucifixion!

[Fossy]

Monday November 23: Cynthia the innocent


The person who is going to be crucified today is a real institution in Cruxistan!

Known by all and loved by many, she lived in retirement on a small farm that she had turned into a shelter for abused and battered women.

Unfortunately, by defending them often with great determination, we create high-placed enemies who have no difficulty in bringing her to court and having her sentenced to death.

Everyone knew that she was very fond of the young women she housed and that the evenings shouldn't be sad at the Happiness Farm.

Because Cynthia is like that, despite her advanced age, she has kept a very active libido and adores everything related to sex.

So here she appears, naked, showing off despite her age a very attractive body and seeming to have been spared by the years which seems to have no effect on her.

Her breasts are small but still firm and her fully shaved pussy is permanently wet, ready to be caressed and penetrated.

She loves women but doesn't disdain to be penetrated by a long, hard cock.

In fact, she took advantage of the prison guards' sexual appetite by willingly offering herself up throughout her incarceration.

Now she's standing there naked in front of the crowd about to receive her quota of lashes!

To be tortured and to enjoy in her suffering, she has always dreamed of it and is impatient to offer her body to the thongs of the whip of her executioner, whom she also finds very beautiful and hastens to tell her, stroking the bump that was formed at the height of his lower abdomen!

With the executor in no hurry, he lets her do it and pulls down her leather undershirt making an impressive cock pop out, which Cynthia shoves right into her mouth and begins to suck greedily.

But it is above all otherwise that she wants to receive this impressive phallus, so she turns around, leans on her pole and spreads her legs wide to facilitate penetration deep inside her!

Closing her eyes, she imagines that it's the first time and screams as if her invader had just torn her virginity to her making her a real woman, a wild beast that hoots and lets herself be carried away by a gigantic orgasm.

Satisfied that he was able to take advantage of such an expert woman in the art of loving, the executioner does not insist too much on the flogging and even helping to get to the top of the hill.

There, surprisingly, He does not nail her directly to her cross but, having probably received instructions, turns to the public, telling them that he was offering them his victim of the day and that those or those who were tempted come to return her a last tribute!

Weird proposition but immediate reaction from many spectators who do not hesitate to pounce on Cynthia like wasps on a pot of honey.

Astonished but surely happy with the situation, Cynthia finds herself invaded by these people who are also happy to be able to take advantage of the windfall that awaits them.

Cynthia is a little overwhelmed, besides being double penetrated, a woman has sat on her face and she additionally manages to masturbate two men frantically.

Cumshots follow ejaculations, Cynthia is no longer on earth, she has reached another dimension where all is pleasure and orgasms.

She swoons, screams until she can't take it anymore and passes out, overcome by so much sex, by this mad gang rape.

Taking advantage of this providential fainting, the executioners nail her to her cross and erect her before resuscitating Cynthia with a bucket of ice water.

Who is she, what is she doing, where is she?

Her mind is in a thick haze and it is the pains she feels in her wrists and feet that make her realize her predicament!

She is crucified naked in front of the crowd!

She remembers that Dantesque rape that made her go through sensational orgasms!

Just thinking about it, her pussy starts again to flow like a fountain, her clitoris rises and she is immediately crossed again by an unexpected orgasm.

So she is going to die, her pains are intense but after these divine moments she has just experienced, she accepts her fate!

To end her life like this is unimaginable but so exciting.

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Cynthia on her cross

A conflicted woman with a gregarious appetite for sexual gratification. Conflicted because on the one hand Cynthia is a caring soul who dedicates her life to saving her fellow women in need, but equally fights constantly to control her sexual needs. Did I say 'fights'? Of course, now it should be 'fought' as she will no longer control anything of her own as she slowly expires on the cross. I hope the women she saved pray for her and do not think too badly of the way Cynthia entertained the crowd as her penultimate act of lust fuelled desire. A very compelling execution ...

 

[Roberta]

Monday November 23: Cynthia the innocent


The person who is going to be crucified today is a real institution in Cruxistan!

Known by all and loved by many, she lived in retirement on a small farm that she had turned into a shelter for abused and battered women.

Unfortunately, by defending them often with great determination, we create high-placed enemies who have no difficulty in bringing her to court and having her sentenced to death.

Everyone knew that she was very fond of the young women she housed and that the evenings shouldn't be sad at the Happiness Farm.

Because Cynthia is like that, despite her advanced age, she has kept a very active libido and adores everything related to sex.

So here she appears, naked, showing off despite her age a very attractive body and seeming to have been spared by the years which seems to have no effect on her.

Her breasts are small but still firm and her fully shaved pussy is permanently wet, ready to be caressed and penetrated.

She loves women but doesn't disdain to be penetrated by a long, hard cock.

In fact, she took advantage of the prison guards' sexual appetite by willingly offering herself up throughout her incarceration.

Now she's standing there naked in front of the crowd about to receive her quota of lashes!

To be tortured and to enjoy in her suffering, she has always dreamed of it and is impatient to offer her body to the thongs of the whip of her executioner, whom she also finds very beautiful and hastens to tell her, stroking the bump that was formed at the height of his lower abdomen!

With the executor in no hurry, he lets her do it and pulls down her leather undershirt making an impressive cock pop out, which Cynthia shoves right into her mouth and begins to suck greedily.

But it is above all otherwise that she wants to receive this impressive phallus, so she turns around, leans on her pole and spreads her legs wide to facilitate penetration deep inside her!

Closing her eyes, she imagines that it's the first time and screams as if her invader had just torn her virginity to her making her a real woman, a wild beast that hoots and lets herself be carried away by a gigantic orgasm.

Satisfied that he was able to take advantage of such an expert woman in the art of loving, the executioner does not insist too much on the flogging and even helping to get to the top of the hill.

There, surprisingly, He does not nail her directly to her cross but, having probably received instructions, turns to the public, telling them that he was offering them his victim of the day and that those or those who were tempted come to return her a last tribute!

Weird proposition but immediate reaction from many spectators who do not hesitate to pounce on Cynthia like wasps on a pot of honey.

Astonished but surely happy with the situation, Cynthia finds herself invaded by these people who are also happy to be able to take advantage of the windfall that awaits them.

Cynthia is a little overwhelmed, besides being double penetrated, a woman has sat on her face and she additionally manages to masturbate two men frantically.

Cumshots follow ejaculations, Cynthia is no longer on earth, she has reached another dimension where all is pleasure and orgasms.

She swoons, screams until she can't take it anymore and passes out, overcome by so much sex, by this mad gang rape.

Taking advantage of this providential fainting, the executioners nail her to her cross and erect her before resuscitating Cynthia with a bucket of ice water.

Who is she, what is she doing, where is she?

Her mind is in a thick haze and it is the pains she feels in her wrists and feet that make her realize her predicament!

She is crucified naked in front of the crowd!

She remembers that Dantesque rape that made her go through sensational orgasms!

Just thinking about it, her pussy starts again to flow like a fountain, her clitoris rises and she is immediately crossed again by an unexpected orgasm.

So she is going to die, her pains are intense but after these divine moments she has just experienced, she accepts her fate!

To end her life like this is unimaginable but so exciting.

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Cynthia on her cross

Beautiful!

 

[Loxuru]

Cynthia will spend the night on a cross.

Leaving Baron von Sade, Carloscruz, Chinadoll, Eulalia, Kathy, Rias and me.

The condemned of the last week.

Carlos is still 'lobbying' to be crucified between Kathy and Eulalia. If one of them is chosen, we know the tickets for the two following days.

Tomorrow : the first of the last seven days.

Will it be me? Then, I will be crucified next to gorgeous Cynthia!

 

[piraland]

Tuesday November 24: Baron Von Sade


The next candidate has a significant name!

Baron von Sade!

When you bear the name of the divine Marquis and want to perfect your basic techniques in sadism, you shouldn't expect to make old bones in Cruxistan!

Arrested while looking for candidates so that he could teach them his art, his fate was quickly drawn!

A brief stint in court and then entered prison naked which simply meant that he had become a next occupant of a cross at the top of the hill.

His time in prison, let's talk about it!

It was a whole other thing for him to enjoy!

The guards, aware of his sadistic inclinations, did not hesitate to hurt them.

He was raped, whipped, electrified, hanged, bound, stretched!

In short, everything that was his passion turned against him.

So it was with some relief that he saw the sun rise this morning.

He will therefore be crucified and will not end his life mad like his illustrious namesake.

He's out of luck because he inherited the worst possible executioner!

On the sadistic side, she is not far from being worth than him and has probably given him special treatment.

This woman or rather this mountain of muscles is very tall and endowed with Herculean strength!

Honestly, it is better not to fall between its clutches!

Obviously, to carry out her office she got naked so that all could admire her musculature.

It’s impressive but terribly erotic by the way the erect cock of the Baron proves it!

When all that whip-extended musculature kicks in, don't expect hugs!

Directly, the worthy heir of the divine Marquis screams in pain as he tries to protect the most private parts of his anatomy which she takes pleasure in aiming and moreover touching.

Fortunately, the purpose of the athlete is not to kill him now but to prepare him for much greater suffering on his cross.

While detaching him, she does not fail to repeatedly touch the erect cock giving it, despite the blows received, even stronger stiffness!

Pushed by such a force of nature, the climb with the bean on his shoulders seems very short to the baron who appreciates his executioner more and more.

On the set, things do not drag and his nailing will begin!

She puts her mass of muscle on him to hold him in place, taking great care to put her dripping pussy on his face.

He doesn’t resist and begins to lick her clitoris but is interrupted by the excruciating pain from the point of steel that has just pierced his wrist.

It is still half-suffocated by his torturer's pussy that he has to endure the same pain for the other wrist.

She stays in this position for a while so he can suck her clit for a while, then turns, strokes her cock and balls before taking it in her mouth.

Stopping sucking him, she turns around giving him a panoramic view of her buttock and rectum and impales herself on the erect phallus.

While helpers maintain the poor baron's legs, his cock is invested in her as she begins to resume her work and nail his feet!

He doesn't know if it's the pleasure of having his cock squeezed in that muscular vagina or the pain coming from the nails going through his feet that dominates but, suddenly, he screams and squirts for his pleasure and that of his executor who enjoys practically at the same time as him.

Now his cross is erected and he still wishes his executioner would take care of him again, but she sadistically loses interest in him and lets him begin his long fight which he will lose against his cross!

His pain intensified and he understood that now all he had to do was die.

the Baron's executioner The Baron on his cross

 

[Fossy]

Tuesday November 24: Baron Von Sade


The next candidate has a significant name!

Baron von Sade!

When you bear the name of the divine Marquis and want to perfect your basic techniques in sadism, you shouldn't expect to make old bones in Cruxistan!

Arrested while looking for candidates so that he could teach them his art, his fate was quickly drawn!

A brief stint in court and then entered prison naked which simply meant that he had become a next occupant of a cross at the top of the hill.

His time in prison, let's talk about it!

It was a whole other thing for him to enjoy!

The guards, aware of his sadistic inclinations, did not hesitate to hurt them.

He was raped, whipped, electrified, hanged, bound, stretched!

In short, everything that was his passion turned against him.

So it was with some relief that he saw the sun rise this morning.

He will therefore be crucified and will not end his life mad like his illustrious namesake.

He's out of luck because he inherited the worst possible executioner!

On the sadistic side, she is not far from being worth than him and has probably given him special treatment.

This woman or rather this mountain of muscles is very tall and endowed with Herculean strength!

Honestly, it is better not to fall between its clutches!

Obviously, to carry out her office she got naked so that all could admire her musculature.

It’s impressive but terribly erotic by the way the erect cock of the Baron proves it!

When all that whip-extended musculature kicks in, don't expect hugs!

Directly, the worthy heir of the divine Marquis screams in pain as he tries to protect the most private parts of his anatomy which she takes pleasure in aiming and moreover touching.

Fortunately, the purpose of the athlete is not to kill him now but to prepare him for much greater suffering on his cross.

While detaching him, she does not fail to repeatedly touch the erect cock giving it, despite the blows received, even stronger stiffness!

Pushed by such a force of nature, the climb with the bean on his shoulders seems very short to the baron who appreciates his executioner more and more.

On the set, things do not drag and his nailing will begin!

She puts her mass of muscle on him to hold him in place, taking great care to put her dripping pussy on his face.

He doesn’t resist and begins to lick her clitoris but is interrupted by the excruciating pain from the point of steel that has just pierced his wrist.

It is still half-suffocated by his torturer's pussy that he has to endure the same pain for the other wrist.

She stays in this position for a while so he can suck her clit for a while, then turns, strokes her cock and balls before taking it in her mouth.

Stopping sucking him, she turns around giving him a panoramic view of her buttock and rectum and impales herself on the erect phallus.

While helpers maintain the poor baron's legs, his cock is invested in her as she begins to resume her work and nail his feet!

He doesn't know if it's the pleasure of having his cock squeezed in that muscular vagina or the pain coming from the nails going through his feet that dominates but, suddenly, he screams and squirts for his pleasure and that of his executor who enjoys practically at the same time as him.

Now his cross is erected and he still wishes his executioner would take care of him again, but she sadistically loses interest in him and lets him begin his long fight which he will lose against his cross!

His pain intensified and he understood that now all he had to do was die.

View attachment 930769 the Baron's executioner View attachment 930771 The Baron on his cross

Fucked hard whilst having his feet and ankles nailed to a wooden cross ... A unique sensation of erotic stimulation! The Baron leaves us after suffering every last one of the indignities which he had previously inflicted upon his poor victims ... RiP Baron, enjoy the agonising throes of your expiration.

 

[Baron Von Sade]

Tuesday November 24: Baron Von Sade


The next candidate has a significant name!

Baron von Sade!

When you bear the name of the divine Marquis and want to perfect your basic techniques in sadism, you shouldn't expect to make old bones in Cruxistan!

Arrested while looking for candidates so that he could teach them his art, his fate was quickly drawn!

A brief stint in court and then entered prison naked which simply meant that he had become a next occupant of a cross at the top of the hill.

His time in prison, let's talk about it!

It was a whole other thing for him to enjoy!

The guards, aware of his sadistic inclinations, did not hesitate to hurt them.

He was raped, whipped, electrified, hanged, bound, stretched!

In short, everything that was his passion turned against him.

So it was with some relief that he saw the sun rise this morning.

He will therefore be crucified and will not end his life mad like his illustrious namesake.

He's out of luck because he inherited the worst possible executioner!

On the sadistic side, she is not far from being worth than him and has probably given him special treatment.

This woman or rather this mountain of muscles is very tall and endowed with Herculean strength!

Honestly, it is better not to fall between its clutches!

Obviously, to carry out her office she got naked so that all could admire her musculature.

It’s impressive but terribly erotic by the way the erect cock of the Baron proves it!

When all that whip-extended musculature kicks in, don't expect hugs!

Directly, the worthy heir of the divine Marquis screams in pain as he tries to protect the most private parts of his anatomy which she takes pleasure in aiming and moreover touching.

Fortunately, the purpose of the athlete is not to kill him now but to prepare him for much greater suffering on his cross.

While detaching him, she does not fail to repeatedly touch the erect cock giving it, despite the blows received, even stronger stiffness!

Pushed by such a force of nature, the climb with the bean on his shoulders seems very short to the baron who appreciates his executioner more and more.

On the set, things do not drag and his nailing will begin!

She puts her mass of muscle on him to hold him in place, taking great care to put her dripping pussy on his face.

He doesn’t resist and begins to lick her clitoris but is interrupted by the excruciating pain from the point of steel that has just pierced his wrist.

It is still half-suffocated by his torturer's pussy that he has to endure the same pain for the other wrist.

She stays in this position for a while so he can suck her clit for a while, then turns, strokes her cock and balls before taking it in her mouth.

Stopping sucking him, she turns around giving him a panoramic view of her buttock and rectum and impales herself on the erect phallus.

While helpers maintain the poor baron's legs, his cock is invested in her as she begins to resume her work and nail his feet!

He doesn't know if it's the pleasure of having his cock squeezed in that muscular vagina or the pain coming from the nails going through his feet that dominates but, suddenly, he screams and squirts for his pleasure and that of his executor who enjoys practically at the same time as him.

Now his cross is erected and he still wishes his executioner would take care of him again, but she sadistically loses interest in him and lets him begin his long fight which he will lose against his cross!

His pain intensified and he understood that now all he had to do was die.

View attachment 930769 the Baron's executioner View attachment 930771 The Baron on his cross

Being crucified after and next to the divine Cynthia was quite an appealing prospect, as is looking forward to watching the next victim in the jaws of agony from his perch. While his executioner may have been slightly less soft than he typically enjoyed, he nonetheless embraced his fate, glad to die as he lived - surround by suffering beauty. He's strong, and hopes to last many days on the cross, to gaze upon the last few condemned as they meet their horrendous fate beside him.

His only regret: No anal cornu!

 

[messaline]

Here she is now exhausted but happy to soon join her Messalina who, she is convinced, is looking at her from up there and waiting impatiently.

Hum, if I could say : in fact, the pic was this one and Judith is the woman to the left ; I added her with the squeleton/Messaline to a pic which was at the origin made by SkatingJesus ...

 

[piraland]

The days of November follow one another and are alike in Cruxistan!

Every day a victim!

The wheel of time turns inexorably and each of the convicts waiting in the prison wonders when their turn will come!

There are only six left!

Carlos, Chinadoll, Eulalia, Kathy, Loxuru and Rias!

Will one of the four women celebrate Saint Catherine tomorrow or will one of the Twoo men be crucified tomorrow?

The bets are open !

I would bet they will all die!

 

[Loxuru]

This morning, the guards came in :
"Good morning, miserable worms! Yesterday, we crucified Snow White, today we start with the Seven Dwarfs!"
My reply :
"Was being able to count to seven a job requirement to become a guard here!?" Not the smartest answer, I know! But my bad habits die hard! Especially since it was Baron Von Sade they took to the cross, so someone will have to take his place, to satisfy the guard's vicious lusts, this evening!
"He seems to ask for it!" One guard said ironically to another!

 

[Fossy]

The days of November follow one another and are alike in Cruxistan!

Every day a victim!

The wheel of time turns inexorably and each of the convicts waiting in the prison wonders when their turn will come!

There are only six left!

Carlos, Chinadoll, Eulalia, Kathy, Loxuru and Rias!

Will one of the four women celebrate Saint Catherine tomorrow or will one of the Twoo men be crucified tomorrow?

The bets are open !

I would bet they will all die!

My money is on a female going to the cross next. We know there are guards who have desires that can only be sated upon male flesh and so to leave just a single cock to milk and ass to ream would not seem sensible ... I could, of course be completely wrong.

 

[Loxuru]

I have made my bet for tomorrow! It is an obvious one!

In which case I will not be eligible for the cross, than over four days!

It’s Saint Catherine’s evening, after all. Tomorrow, I imagine, a woman will be crucified, wearing a special hat, like in the tradition of the ‘Catherinettes’ in France, the 25 year or older women which are still single. They celebrate Saint Catherine, hoping she will end their single status soon.

That’s what tomorrow’s crucified Catherinette will likely wish too, and her begging will be heard, but for her, the end of her status will be the end of her life.

All tomorrow's Catherinette can do, is complain her fate :

 

[piraland]

Wednesday November 25: Eulalia



Very special day today, Saint Catherine!

Eulalia the condemned of the day asked to be executed not on a cross but rather on a wheel as was the saint of the day, Catherine of Alexandria.

For girls aged twenty five and over, the fact of not yet being married means that to this day they are celebrated in order to make it easier for them to find a husband!

Unfortunately, this will not be the case for Eulalia today because the last date fixed for her is with the wheel on which she will end her days.

Very learned, she did everything she could to prove her good faith in court but when the verdict is decided in advance, no matter how hard we scramble, nothing will change the future already mapped out.

Sentenced for breach of morality for some orgies where, inevitably, she was not alone, she had been indicted by a jealous woman whose husband had fucked her.

Her stay in detention had not been a pleasure for her because the guards had not spared her sexually and had not failed to make her taste the thongs of their whip.

It is therefore with a certain serenity that she saw the day rise.

She is ready, aware of the suffering she will experience and therefore walks with a relatively assured step towards the wheel which awaits her in full sun.

The wheel was tilted plus or minus 45 degrees so that the crowd could better see Eulalia's suffering and long agony.

The start of the torture is scheduled for noon but, although we are still far from it, the executioners install Eulalia.

The position she occupies is really not comfortable, arms and legs spread as far as possible and cantilevered on the spokes of the wheel.

Exposed this way, her breasts are pulled up and her pussy is wide open as if she's inviting a potential rapist to visit her from top to bottom!

This is what is happening and even more!

The executors take a volunteer from the crowd to devour her pussy and stroke her clitoris to the max.!

Eulalia, despite her more than precarious situation, reacts quickly and begins to express her pleasure by rearing up to meet her invader and by emitting grunts of pleasure.

Feeling close to orgasm, her cries change and become more hoarse but it is this moment that one of her tormentors chose to replace the man's tongue with his long and hard cock which he introduced until guard in Eulalia's vagina.

Brutally boosting the condemned, it doesn't take long for spurts of sperm to crash into Eulalia's womb, who now enjoys like a possessed woman!

The other executioner immediately replaces his colleague and Eulalia is now reaching peaks of enjoyment that she would like them to last forever!

But at one end and after ejaculations, the executors find that it is almost noon and that the fateful hour will soon strike.

At the first sound of midday bells, an iron bar falls on Eulalia's right arm and breaks her dead!

With each sound of the bells, a bar breaks the bones of Eulalia who can only scream her suffering!

After her arms, her shoulders are crushed, then come hier shins, knees, thighs and then her hips.

It is no longer a woman but rather a disjointed mannequin who is lying on the wheel!

Eulalia has passed out but is brought back to reality by buckets of ice water.

Broken bones are sticking out everywhere from her flesh and the pain she feels is immeasurable.

She now lies there in her suffering impatiently awaiting death, but as no vital organ has been touched, her agony is likely to continue for many long hours.

Saint Catherine lived it and, in her head, Eulalia said to herself that if she endured these terrible pains, she must be able to do the same!

The wait for death may be long.



Eulalia on her wheel

 

[messaline]

It’s Saint Catherine’s evening, after all. Tomorrow, I imagine, a woman will be crucified, wearing a special hat, like in the tradition of the ‘Catherinettes’ in France, the 25 year or older women which are still single. They celebrate Saint Catherine, hoping she will end their single status soon.

It's mainly yet made into the fashion'world for the seamstresses ...

 

[dfg42]

Wednesday November 25: Eulalia


The wait for death may be long.

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Eulalia on her wheel

Such a beautiful wheeled girl showing such a beautiful pussy, surely that is a most accurate depiction of the real Eulalia. Remember in the legend of saint Catherine a pervert angel came down and broke the wheel and finally fucked her virgin asshole, when I correctly remember. So she had to be beheaded and instead of blood, milk flew out. But luckily from this destiny Eulalia is spared this fate.

 

[piraland]

Such a beautiful wheeled girl showing such a beautiful pussy, surely that is a most accurate depiction of the real Eulalia. Remember in the legend of saint Catherine a pervert angel came down and broke the wheel and finally fucked her virgin asshole, when I correctly remember. So she had to be beheaded and instead of blood, milk flew out. But luckily from this destiny Eulalia is spared this fate.

The phenomenon called miracle never happened in Cruxistan and it is here that Eulalia was beaten up and not in Lourdes!
Like all those condemned to death, she will die slowly and in infinite suffering.
No one and no God will come to her aid!

 

[Fossy]

Wednesday November 25: Eulalia



Very special day today, Saint Catherine!

Eulalia the condemned of the day asked to be executed not on a cross but rather on a wheel as was the saint of the day, Catherine of Alexandria.

For girls aged twenty five and over, the fact of not yet being married means that to this day they are celebrated in order to make it easier for them to find a husband!

Unfortunately, this will not be the case for Eulalia today because the last date fixed for her is with the wheel on which she will end her days.

Very learned, she did everything she could to prove her good faith in court but when the verdict is decided in advance, no matter how hard we scramble, nothing will change the future already mapped out.

Sentenced for breach of morality for some orgies where, inevitably, she was not alone, she had been indicted by a jealous woman whose husband had fucked her.

Her stay in detention had not been a pleasure for her because the guards had not spared her sexually and had not failed to make her taste the thongs of their whip.

It is therefore with a certain serenity that she saw the day rise.

She is ready, aware of the suffering she will experience and therefore walks with a relatively assured step towards the wheel which awaits her in full sun.

The wheel was tilted plus or minus 45 degrees so that the crowd could better see Eulalia's suffering and long agony.

The start of the torture is scheduled for noon but, although we are still far from it, the executioners install Eulalia.

The position she occupies is really not comfortable, arms and legs spread as far as possible and cantilevered on the spokes of the wheel.

Exposed this way, her breasts are pulled up and her pussy is wide open as if she's inviting a potential rapist to visit her from top to bottom!

This is what is happening and even more!

The executors take a volunteer from the crowd to devour her pussy and stroke her clitoris to the max.!

Eulalia, despite her more than precarious situation, reacts quickly and begins to express her pleasure by rearing up to meet her invader and by emitting grunts of pleasure.

Feeling close to orgasm, her cries change and become more hoarse but it is this moment that one of her tormentors chose to replace the man's tongue with his long and hard cock which he introduced until guard in Eulalia's vagina.

Brutally boosting the condemned, it doesn't take long for spurts of sperm to crash into Eulalia's womb, who now enjoys like a possessed woman!

The other executioner immediately replaces his colleague and Eulalia is now reaching peaks of enjoyment that she would like them to last forever!

But at one end and after ejaculations, the executors find that it is almost noon and that the fateful hour will soon strike.

At the first sound of midday bells, an iron bar falls on Eulalia's right arm and breaks her dead!

With each sound of the bells, a bar breaks the bones of Eulalia who can only scream her suffering!

After her arms, her shoulders are crushed, then come hier shins, knees, thighs and then her hips.

It is no longer a woman but rather a disjointed mannequin who is lying on the wheel!

Eulalia has passed out but is brought back to reality by buckets of ice water.

Broken bones are sticking out everywhere from her flesh and the pain she feels is immeasurable.

She now lies there in her suffering impatiently awaiting death, but as no vital organ has been touched, her agony is likely to continue for many long hours.

Saint Catherine lived it and, in her head, Eulalia said to herself that if she endured these terrible pains, she must be able to do the same!

The wait for death may be long.

View attachment 931110

Eulalia on her wheel

A beautiful execution on a veritable 'Wheel of ill-Fortune' for poor @Eulalia

 

[Loxuru]

So, I lost my bet!

Who was the obvious candidate to get crucified today, on Saint-Catherine’s day?

Kathy, of course!

But Kathy is still with us, and Eulalia has gone.

Eulalia had expressed a few times the wish to be crucified on this day, on a wheel, like Saint Catherine, but the tradition in Cruxistan’s prison is that wishing something is the best way for not getting it!

Making wrong bets seems to be my problem! My judgement seems to be failing. Otherwise, I would not have got into this perilous situation. Did I simply loose, or was there more going on in my twisted mind?

Strange enough, from what we hear, the crucified have all experienced erotic pleasures, besides their pain during their crucifixion. It makes me curious!

I have done things in my life that would have brought me to the cross, if I got caught. I have always been aware of that. With ‘my day’ nearing, I now feel a strange kind of acceptance of my coming fate.

While accepting, I have emptied my mind already, from a lot of earthy thoughts, wishes and desires, knowing they are no longer of use for me.

Just focus on that last one to come! Eros and Thanatos on the cross!

Since, in the process of acceptance, I came to a self-reflection, that my previous lifestyle – of which I have no regrets - has always brought me to, or just over the edge of danger. I have always challenged the risk of facing judicial crucifixion, and now it has become clear to me that I got driven all the time by a deep and dark fascination for that cruel and humiliating punishment! Deep inside of me, the prospect of being crucified has continuously attracted me! That silent attractor, I was not consciously aware of, made me take risks. Time after time, I had always pulled back from that danger zone safely and successfully, until my luck ran out.

So here I am, caught between fear and dark anticipation!

Meanwhile, Carloscruz is now left alone with Kathy. Anticipating that this is most likely their last night together, they are lost in each other. I hope for Carlos, the guards will keep their word, and nail him between Eulalia and Kathy. Meaning : he is sure he will likely be next tomorrow. Sounds like a haunting prospect for someone, to be sure about that.

 

[piraland]

So, I lost my bet!

Who was the obvious candidate to get crucified today, on Saint-Catherine’s day?

Kathy, of course!

But Kathy is still with us, and Eulalia has gone.

Eulalia had expressed a few times the wish to be crucified on this day, on a wheel, like Saint Catherine, but the tradition in Cruxistan’s prison is that wishing something is the best way for not getting it!

Making wrong bets seems to be my problem! My judgement seems to be failing. Otherwise, I would not have got into this perilous situation. Did I simply loose, or was there more going on in my twisted mind?

Strange enough, from what we hear, the crucified have all experienced erotic pleasures, besides their pain during their crucifixion. It makes me curious!

I have done things in my life that would have brought me to the cross, if I got caught. I have always been aware of that. With ‘my day’ nearing, I now feel a strange kind of acceptance of my coming fate.

While accepting, I have emptied my mind already, from a lot of earthy thoughts, wishes and desires, knowing they are no longer of use for me.

Just focus on that last one to come! Eros and Thanatos on the cross!

Since, in the process of acceptance, I came to a self-reflection, that my previous lifestyle – of which I have no regrets - has always brought me to, or just over the edge of danger. I have always challenged the risk of facing judicial crucifixion, and now it has become clear to me that I got driven all the time by a deep and dark fascination for that cruel and humiliating punishment! Deep inside of me, the prospect of being crucified has continuously attracted me! That silent attractor, I was not consciously aware of, made me take risks. Time after time, I had always pulled back from that danger zone safely and successfully, until my luck ran out.

So here I am, caught between fear and dark anticipation!

Meanwhile, Carloscruz is now left alone with Kathy. Anticipating that this is most likely their last night together, they are lost in each other. I hope for Carlos, the guards will keep their word, and nail him between Eulalia and Kathy. Meaning : he is sure he will likely be next tomorrow. Sounds like a haunting prospect for someone, to be sure about that.

Unfortunately for Carlos, he cannot be crucified next to Eulalia who was beaten up in the square in front of the prison!

He still has Kathy who has for him the eyes that Chimène had for Rodrigue!

I don't believe the Cruxistani authorities will separate them!

In addition, there is still the cute Chinadoll and the sweet and tender Rias!

And you, Lox, maybe the last one but the last will be the first !

 

[Loxuru]

Unfortunately for Carlos, he cannot be crucified next to Eulalia who was beaten up in the square in front of the prison!

He still has Kathy who has for him the eyes that Chimène had for Rodrigue!

I don't believe the Cruxistani authorities will separate them!

In addition, there is still the cute Chinadoll and the sweet and tender Rias!

And you, Lox, maybe the last one but the last will be the first !

Rumours, doubtful announcements, fake announcements, guessings, wishful thinking, confusion,...

In the cells there is either false hope or despair.

Only the daily abuse and terror by the guards is a certainty.
And that every evening, there is always one prisoner less.

 

[Fossy]

So, I lost my bet!

Who was the obvious candidate to get crucified today, on Saint-Catherine’s day?

Kathy, of course!

But Kathy is still with us, and Eulalia has gone.

Eulalia had expressed a few times the wish to be crucified on this day, on a wheel, like Saint Catherine, but the tradition in Cruxistan’s prison is that wishing something is the best way for not getting it!

Making wrong bets seems to be my problem! My judgement seems to be failing. Otherwise, I would not have got into this perilous situation. Did I simply loose, or was there more going on in my twisted mind?

Strange enough, from what we hear, the crucified have all experienced erotic pleasures, besides their pain during their crucifixion. It makes me curious!

I have done things in my life that would have brought me to the cross, if I got caught. I have always been aware of that. With ‘my day’ nearing, I now feel a strange kind of acceptance of my coming fate.

While accepting, I have emptied my mind already, from a lot of earthy thoughts, wishes and desires, knowing they are no longer of use for me.

Just focus on that last one to come! Eros and Thanatos on the cross!

Since, in the process of acceptance, I came to a self-reflection, that my previous lifestyle – of which I have no regrets - has always brought me to, or just over the edge of danger. I have always challenged the risk of facing judicial crucifixion, and now it has become clear to me that I got driven all the time by a deep and dark fascination for that cruel and humiliating punishment! Deep inside of me, the prospect of being crucified has continuously attracted me! That silent attractor, I was not consciously aware of, made me take risks. Time after time, I had always pulled back from that danger zone safely and successfully, until my luck ran out.

So here I am, caught between fear and dark anticipation!

Meanwhile, Carloscruz is now left alone with Kathy. Anticipating that this is most likely their last night together, they are lost in each other. I hope for Carlos, the guards will keep their word, and nail him between Eulalia and Kathy. Meaning : he is sure he will likely be next tomorrow. Sounds like a haunting prospect for someone, to be sure about that.

The length of time you have had to cogitate on this fate, a fate that is much worse than a simple death, must be mentally terrifying ... Worry not, time will soon be called on your earthly existence