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[Deleted member jedakk]

Unable to bear the agony of having her feet nailed to the cross, Sabina tried to lower herself and hang by her wrists. But Ajax, the executioner's helper, reached around from behind the cross and pulled her back. Now she finds her only option is to try to withstand the pain, as the executioner continues to drive the last nail through her left foot, or surrender and slide down onto the cornu, allow it to slip into her vagina.

Sabina continues to narrate:

Ignoring my pitiful, agonizing struggles, he pulled my hips slowly back toward the cross until my quivering bare buttocks were rubbing against the timber behind me. Then his other hand reached around and took hold of my right hip, a solid grip that held my hips and stopped them moving sideways or twisting.

Panicked, straining against the strong arms that held me and fighting agony, nails in my wrists and feet, I twisted my head to see what he was doing to me. There was no escape!

I squirmed desperately in his grasp, unable to move my pelvis beyond the limit of the hands that held me over the cornu. Even with the agony of the nails, a shiver shook my body when something hard brushed the opening to my vagina. My inner lips felt so swollen and sensitive now from all that had been done to me, being naked in front of all these strangers, the hands between my legs, the Nubian’s finger in me. I was conscious of a warmth inside down there and knew I must be wet.

It… it was the cornu that touched me! He’s going to push me down onto the cornu! I realized in horror,

I gritted my teeth and tried to push and pull myself higher, fearing he would hold me down, push me down on the cornu. I groaned, the pain was horrible. But to my surprise, he allowed me to push up. I managed to rise just a little, a few inches maybe, just enough to avoid the cornu, at least for the moment.

He’s NOT pushing me down, he’s holding me so… so my vagina will be over that point… I thought. If I slip down, the horn will go into me.

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[thehangingtree]

Panicked, straining against the strong arms that held me and fighting agony, nails in my wrists and feet, I twisted my head to see what he was doing to me. There was no escape!

I squirmed desperately in his grasp, unable to move my pelvis beyond the limit of the hands that held me over the cornu. Even with the agony of the nails, a shiver shook my body when something hard brushed the opening to my vagina. My inner lips felt so swollen and sensitive now from all that had been done to me, being naked in front of all these strangers, the hands between my legs, the Nubian’s finger in me. I was conscious of a warmth inside down there and knew I must be wet.

It… it was the cornu that touched me! He’s going to push me down onto the cornu! I realized in horror,

I gritted my teeth and tried to push and pull myself higher, fearing he would hold me down, push me down on the cornu. I groaned, the pain was horrible. But to my surprise, he allowed me to push up. I managed to rise just a little, a few inches maybe, just enough to avoid the cornu, at least for the moment.

He’s NOT pushing me down, he’s holding me so… so my vagina will be over that point… I thought. If I slip down, the horn will go into me.

'Hmm... I thought she would take the cornu in her ass. These men are brutal. They are going to make her fuck the horn like it is a dick. Well, I'm sure she deserves it!' the woman in red thinks. 'I mean, she is just a slave after all!'

 

[Deleted member jedakk]

'Hmm... I thought she would take the cornu in her ass. These men are brutal. They are going to make her fuck the horn like it is a dick. Well, I'm sure she deserves it!' the woman in red thinks. 'I mean, she is just a slave after all!'
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The woman in red is Verina, a prostitute, the only friend Sabina has there. Sabina met her earlier in the story at Lucilla's crucifixion.

Normally, if Sabina was going to use the cornu to hold her body up and get some relief from the agony of those nails, she would have a choice as to which hole the horn would go into. But Ajax, the Nubian executioner's helper who is holding her, is restricting her to only one option. If she can't stand the pain, she will have to take the horn in her pussy like the slave she appears to be.

 

[thehangingtree]

The woman in red is Verina, a prostitute, the only friend Sabina has there. Sabina met her earlier in the story at Lucilla's crucifixion.

Normally, if Sabina was going to use the cornu to hold her body up and get some relief from the agony of those nails, she would have a choice as to which hole the horn would go into. But Ajax, the Nubian executioner's helper who is holding her, is restricting her to only one option. If she can't stand the pain, she will have to take the horn in her pussy like the slave she appears to be.

Well, Verina seems to be enjoying Sabina's 'difficulties'. Not a very good friend if you ask me!!!

And Ajax is a real dick!!!

 

[cynthia the inocent]

Well, Verina seems to be enjoying Sabina's 'difficulties'. Not a very good friend if you ask me!!!

And Ajax is a real dick!!!

dont you know, women are fickle ?

 

[Rias]

dont you know, women are fickle ?

fickle prickle

 

[Deleted member jedakk]

Well, Verina seems to be enjoying Sabina's 'difficulties'. Not a very good friend if you ask me!!!

And Ajax is a real dick!!!

Ajax, being a slave, takes whatever opportunities come his way to enjoy himself. This thing he's doing now is something he just thought up, force the girl to hold herself up while her feet are being nailed, with the cornu up her vagina being the penalty for failure. Wait, I thought that up, not Ajax. I keep forgetting these characters all do exactly what I tell them to do.

Sabina, being a slave (maybe) doesn't have any rights anyway, and having been condemned to death on the cross, her body now belongs to the executioner, not to her. So she can't bitch about sexual harassment, unequal treatment, etc.

 

[Apostate]

Ajax, being a slave, takes whatever opportunities come his way to enjoy himself. This thing he's doing now is something he just thought up, force the girl to hold herself up while her feet are being nailed, with the cornu up her vagina being the penalty for failure. Wait, I thought that up, not Ajax. I keep forgetting these characters all do exactly what I tell them to do.

Sabina, being a slave (maybe) doesn't have any rights anyway, and having been condemned to death on the cross, her body now belongs to the executioner, not to her. So she can't bitch about sexual harassment, unequal treatment, etc.

I suspect that Ajax and the rest of Balbus's assistants are more than a bit ticked off that Julia Lepida's contract did allow them to gang rape Sabina.

As such I’m surprised that forcing the cornu into her privy parts is all Ajax does.

 

[Deleted member jedakk]

I suspect that Ajax and the rest of Balbus's assistants are more than a bit ticked off that Julia Lepida's contract did allow them to gang rape Sabina.

As such I’m surprised that forcing the cornu into her privy parts is all Ajax does.

It wasn't under Julia Lepida's orders, although when they were about to start nailing Sabina and Ajax was on top of her with her legs spread, she did say:

I had not given my permission for them to rape her, but I wouldn’t try to stop them, either. Everyone knew that women condemned to the cross were often raped. No one cared. It was just a further humiliation and punishment for their crime.​

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Balbus wouldn't allow his men to rape her because he still hoped to buy Sabina from Julia Lepida, maybe for himself or maybe to sell at a profit. He didn't want her beauty marred by rough treatment, at least until it became clear that Sabina's crucifixion would proceed, at which point it didn't matter any longer.

 

[thehangingtree]

Sabina, being a slave (maybe) doesn't have any rights anyway, and having been condemned to death on the cross, her body now belongs to the executioner, not to her. So she can't bitch about sexual harassment, unequal treatment, etc.

You are a harsh master, Jedakk, and I am sure it earns you plenty of respect around here.

As for Sabina (maybe) being a slave, I'm not sure she is enjoying that role right now! Oh she could bitch about harassment and unequal treatment but I don't think this audience is going to bother with her complaints...

 

[Apostate]

It wasn't under Julia Lepida's orders, although when they were about to start nailing Sabina and Ajax was on top of her with her legs spread, she did say:

I had not given my permission for them to rape her, but I wouldn’t try to stop them, either. Everyone knew that women condemned to the cross were often raped. No one cared. It was just a further humiliation and punishment for their crime.​

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Balbus wouldn't allow his men to rape her because he still hoped to buy Sabina from Julia Lepida, maybe for himself or maybe to sell at a profit. He didn't want her beauty marred by rough treatment, at least until it became clear that Sabina's crucifixion would proceed, at which point it didn't matter any longer.

I remembered that line, and inferred that she had written it in the contract.

I stand corrected and a tad disappointed; such scenes would have been GREAT "forced sex thematics" for a certain thread.

On The Recurrence Of Forced Sex Thematics In Roman Crucifixion Art And Literature

Or Rape Crux in English. I've been threatening to start this thread for some time, but hesitated to use such an irritatingly pretentious, pseudo-intellectual title. Then I recalled that 10 years ago somebody actually wrote a scholarly paper called "The Crucified Woman: A Paradox of Prurience...

www.cruxforums.com

 

[Deleted member jedakk]

I remembered that line, and inferred that she had written it in the contract.

I stand corrected and a tad disappointed; such scenes would have been GREAT "forced sex thematics" for a certain thread.

On The Recurrence Of Forced Sex Thematics In Roman Crucifixion Art And Literature

Or Rape Crux in English. I've been threatening to start this thread for some time, but hesitated to use such an irritatingly pretentious, pseudo-intellectual title. Then I recalled that 10 years ago somebody actually wrote a scholarly paper called "The Crucified Woman: A Paradox of Prurience...

www.cruxforums.com

I have been criticized by a certain hair and nails specialist we both know for not doing rape scenes. I'm certain I could, but the only story I have illustrated didn't have any in it.

 

[mp5stab]

Well, I’m my defense, just because it’s my kink, doesn’t mean It’s yours, and I know that. But I’m glad you know what I like!

 

[Deleted member jedakk]

Well, I’m my defense, just because it’s my kink, doesn’t mean It’s yours, and I know that. But I’m glad you know what I like!

You made me think about it! I have the tools to do it now, so it might be a possibility at least.

 

[Apostate]

You made me think about it! I have the tools to do it now, so it might be a possibility at least.

I’m rather glad to hear this, Jedakk.

Let me restate that.

 

[Deleted member jedakk]

The hammer strikes and Sabina's agony goes off the scale. When she is able to think again, she discovers that the point of the cornu has slipped inside her. She desperately wants it out, but it's much too late for that.

Sabina narrates:

The executioner drew his hammer back and poised it for another blow. I watched helplessly as his body and arm uncoiled and drove it forward, and there was the sound of it striking the nail’s head. An instant later the bolt of pain shot up from my left foot into my body, the grinding of iron on bone, wedging the bones farther apart, and then a sharp snapping sensation as something inside my foot finally tore. I threw my head back and screamed and kept on screaming.​

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My head was swimming, vision darkening, feet refusing to support me. I pulled with my arms, pulling down against the nails in my wrists, struggling not to slip down. I had to fight against unconsciousness, somehow hold on, not let my body slip down.​

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So much agony, muscles on the edge of exhaustion. I have to… hold on, not slip… oh gods no, can’t slip down… My mind kept saying. I only hoped the rubbing of my bare buttocks on the rough wood of the cross was because of my struggling and not because I was losing the battle.​

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When I could stop screaming long enough to be aware of anything beyond agony, to think at all, I became conscious of something odd… a wrongness between my legs, a tingling…. I tried to assure myself it was just the point of the cornu had brushed against me again.​

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I hoped that’s all it was. But the tingling didn’t subside, like my inner lips were still touching it. Or maybe… wrapped around it.​

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No, it can’t be, I thought. I squeezed my trembling thighs together protectively, and I was squeezing the tip of the cornu inside my vagina. I squirmed in horror, gasped and went rigid as I felt my wet, slippery vagina move around the solid, unyielding thing inside.​

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It went inside me! Oh gods! How… deep? I wondered. I was too terrified to move! Oh, get it out…get it out… I have to get it out of me! ​

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I was straining with burning muscles to push up, to get off it, agony in my feet, felt my vagina sliding up a little on it. Just then I glimpsed movement below me and knew it was pointless. I let out the breath I was holding in a ragged sob. I was beaten.​

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I watched the executioner drawing back his hammer for another blow.​

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[redish]

Sabina began to realize that she had lost fight with a cornu before she even started it!

And she doesn't know yet that with the last hammer blow will not only drive the last nail deep into the wood, but also a cornu deeper into her tight, pink and wet pussy. I think…

Then she will be solidly pinned to her cross in five points! And one of them will be extremally obscene!

So we have another violated moment in her crucifixion adventures.

I like new Sabina thought so much! Great written!

 

[thehangingtree]

I became conscious of something odd… a wrongness between my legs, a tingling…. I tried to assure myself it was just the point of the cornu had brushed against me again.

​

I hoped that’s all it was. But the tingling didn’t subside, like my inner lips were still touching it. Or maybe… wrapped around it.​

​

No, it can’t be, I thought. I squeezed my trembling thighs together protectively, and I was squeezing the tip of the cornu inside my vagina. I squirmed in horror, gasped and went rigid as I felt my wet, slippery vagina move around the solid, unyielding thing inside.​

​

It went inside me! Oh gods! How… deep? I wondered. I was too terrified to move! Oh, get it out…get it out… I have to get it out of me! ​

​

I was straining with burning muscles to push up, to get off it, agony in my feet, felt my vagina sliding up a little on it. Just then I glimpsed movement below me and knew it was pointless. I let out the breath I was holding in a ragged sob. I was beaten.​

​

I watched the executioner drawing back his hammer for another blow.​

Verina looks on, somewhat amazed by Sabina's reaction to being impaled by the cornu...
'The woman screwed any man see could and now she objects to having a wooden cock rubbing her pussy? Perhaps she deserves being crucified, after all...'

 

[paolo andrei]

Unable to bear the agony of having her feet nailed to the cross, Sabina tried to lower herself and hang by her wrists. But Ajax, the executioner's helper, reached around from behind the cross and pulled her back. Now she finds her only option is to try to withstand the pain, as the executioner continues to drive the last nail through her left foot, or surrender and slide down onto the cornu, allow it to slip into her vagina.

Sabina continues to narrate:

Ignoring my pitiful, agonizing struggles, he pulled my hips slowly back toward the cross until my quivering bare buttocks were rubbing against the timber behind me. Then his other hand reached around and took hold of my right hip, a solid grip that held my hips and stopped them moving sideways or twisting.

Panicked, straining against the strong arms that held me and fighting agony, nails in my wrists and feet, I twisted my head to see what he was doing to me. There was no escape!

I squirmed desperately in his grasp, unable to move my pelvis beyond the limit of the hands that held me over the cornu. Even with the agony of the nails, a shiver shook my body when something hard brushed the opening to my vagina. My inner lips felt so swollen and sensitive now from all that had been done to me, being naked in front of all these strangers, the hands between my legs, the Nubian’s finger in me. I was conscious of a warmth inside down there and knew I must be wet.

It… it was the cornu that touched me! He’s going to push me down onto the cornu! I realized in horror,

I gritted my teeth and tried to push and pull myself higher, fearing he would hold me down, push me down on the cornu. I groaned, the pain was horrible. But to my surprise, he allowed me to push up. I managed to rise just a little, a few inches maybe, just enough to avoid the cornu, at least for the moment.

He’s NOT pushing me down, he’s holding me so… so my vagina will be over that point… I thought. If I slip down, the horn will go into me.

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pure art, amazing. All the crucified women deserved to agonize and die fucked by a cornu, for the delight of the onlookers and their shame. they deserved to be "married to the pole" (married=fucked)

 

[Deleted member jedakk]

Sabina began to realize that she had lost fight with a cornu before she even started it!

And she doesn't know yet that with the last hammer blow will not only drive the last nail deep into the wood, but also a cornu deeper into her tight, pink and wet pussy. I think…

Then she will be solidly pinned to her cross in five points! And one of them will be extremally obscene!

So we have another violated moment in her crucifixion adventures.

I like new Sabina thought so much! Great written!

Thank you! This kind of description doesn't come easily. I have to write it, erase it, rewrite it, think about it, rewrite again and again. It's not easy for me to imagine just what a woman would feel in this situation, and of course they wouldn't all process it and experience it the same way.