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Mendoza's Playground
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Julie labored to drag the cross across the path. The thing was probably much heavier than her 110 pounds soaking wet. Exhausted, she dropped one end of the patibulum, now wedged into the sand. Try as she might, her toned dance/cheer legs could no longer keep it moving.
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But a few rounds from an AK near her feet, and she quickly doubled her efforts once more. The soldiers laughed at her pathetic efforts and ogled her heaving perspiration sheened body as it pressed against the foreboding wood.

She glared at her boyfriend up ahead who was dragging another cross. That idiot thought it would be fun to swindle a local on a drug deal and thought he could get away with it. Never in a million years could she have imagined being abducted in the middle of the beach. It was right in front of the police too! And they just looked away. Who were these people?!?

Overlooking the scene, Mendoza smirked. Ever the history buff, the irony was obvious, watching this couple suffer the carriage of their crosses. After all, it was his ancestors who were deemed religious heretics... and crucified by colonialists. The imagery burned in his mind, so much so that crucifixion was a staple of his vicious retributions.

He focused his gaze on Julie. That skimpy outfit did little to conceal her curvaceous lithe body as it strained sinuously in distress. He couldn't wait to get his filthy hands on her, as his sadistic mind went into overdrive...

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Julie was utterly exhausted , breathless, on her knees. It didn't take much effort for two men to push her down onto the prone cross, the very one she had carried for the past hour.

Off to the side, she heard the unmistakable squeal from Tanner as his limp form hung from his newly erected cross.

She offered no resistance from her tired arms, as each wrist was pulled and secured with restraints onto the beam.

It was a most surreal feeling, almost of levitation, as the men propped her up via the stipe. A slow pressure began to build in her shoulders, as her body began it's ascent.

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For a brief moment, she felt like she could endure the pull on her arms. After all, she'd done plenty of gymnastics on the uneven bars. Heck, just watching the men pose isometrically on the rings, this shouldn't even compare!

But then it began to register. Slowly but surely, ache and fatigue began to emanate along her arm. There was a dreadful stretch along her core, where now her very own bodyweight seemed to be fighting itself.

Julie noticed that her cross was inserted into some sort of metallic trapezoidal base. Tanner's appeared to just go straight into the ground. For whatever reason, it was unsettling to see a difference like that.

But most unnerving of all, was Mendoza himself, appearing in front of her and now uncomfortably close. The mask... ominous anonymity personified... was beyond intimidating. She could see his eyes, feasting on her vulnerable form. The mouth, sneering in malevolence, fed a fear that knew no bounds...
 
He stared at Julie's chest, enchanted by the rise and fall of heavy breastmeat as she strained to take each breath. The glint of perspiration drew his eye, as the dewy drops slid down the valley of her torso. Of course he noticed her indignant eyes, the whites under those deep blue irises, displaying one last bastion of defiance. He'll break her soon enough, to elicit a far different expression.

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Despite the restraint, she managed to flinch when calloused fingers dug atop the slope of her curves. And a little squeak escaped her parched lips, as he clawed into her and tore away.

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It was a vigorous show of dominance, rendering her top as pitiful as tissue paper. The sound of shredding, lacerated deep into her dignity in front of hundreds of men.

"No... please...," she begged. Deep down, Julie knew that stripping was just a step towards a dark purpose. She prayed, oblivious to the way Mendoza enjoyed the sight of the dangling cross dangling precipitously inside her deep cleavage.

He said nothing, surrounded by the hoots of hollers of erect men. Instead, he paused to admire, drinking in her naked form.

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His mouth watered, eyeballing those bountiful orbs adorned with the most exquisite pink nubs. They were perfect... as if Mendoza's deplorable prototypes were intimately personalized for the size and shape of Julie's intimate flesh.
 
Praetor3D said:
He stared at Julie's chest, enchanted by the rise and fall of heavy breastmeat as she strained to take each breath. The glint of perspiration drew his eye, as the dewy drops slid down the valley of her torso. Of course he noticed her indignant eyes, the whites under those deep blue irises, displaying one last bastion of defiance. He'll break her soon enough, to elicit a far different expression.

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Despite the restraint, she managed to flinch when calloused fingers dug atop the slope of her curves. And a little squeak escaped her parched lips, as he clawed into her and tore away.

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It was a vigorous show of dominance, rendering her top as pitiful as tissue paper. The sound of shredding, lacerated deep into her dignity in front of hundreds of men.

"No... please...," she begged. Deep down, Julie knew that stripping was just a step towards a dark purpose. She prayed, oblivious to the way Mendoza enjoyed the sight of the dangling cross dangling precipitously inside her deep cleavage.

He said nothing, surrounded by the hoots of hollers of erect men. Instead, he paused to admire, drinking in her naked form.

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His mouth watered, eyeballing those bountiful orbs adorned with the most exquisite pink nubs. They were perfect... as if Mendoza's deplorable prototypes were intimately personalized for the size and shape of Julie's intimate flesh.
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Julie deseres to be stripped of her clothing. Tree is going to reprimand the soldiers that put her up there wearing clothes!!!
 
thehangingtree said:
Julie deseres to be stripped of her clothing. Tree is going to reprimand the soldiers that put her up there wearing clothes!!!
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Somehow Julie needs to receive collatoral punishment for this grievous oversight... any ideas? I'll put it into the story, the only condition is that she remains intact for Mendoza to play with later...
 
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