For the crucified woman the process of lifting the cross was another painful and humiliating step in her degradation and descent into hell.
The first thing was to feel her body slide along the inclined plane of the cross so that her back and butt, already skinned by the lashes, brushed against the rough wood, skinned even more.
Normally the carpenters did not planing the wood of the stipe so that dozens of splinters would dig into the thighs and buttocks of the slave causing an escruciatig pain..
As the cross leaned further, the weight of the body fell and the condemned woman was forced to twist her legs and hang by her arms. Then the weight of the body fell on the points where the nails pierced her flesh and these touched the nerve endings that had been exposed. The girls screamed like animals, besides many felt that they were falling forward and that made them panic.
Finally, the base of the cross fell on the bottom of the hole with a brutal shock that reverberated on the woman's body, causing a violent flash of pain in her wounds on hands and feet.
Thus ended the process of raising the cross and after a few moments in which the crucified woman regained consciousness she began to really understand what being crucified really consisted of.
The condemned woman had been exposed in front of a cruel and curious crowd who enjoyed her suffering, her gorgeous body naked and marked by the torture she received.
Her sex was exposed and open, red and swollen from the continuous rapes and spilling drops of thick, whitish semen that fell from the vaginal lips and slid down the inner face of the thighs, falling to the foot of the cross. The niples were erect and hard as she were about the orgasm. There could be no greater humiliation.
Now all the weight of her body falls on the nail wounds and the young woman had to choose between two types of suffering: bending her legs and letting herself hang from the wrists with the consequent pain in them or standing completely upright and resting all her weight on the insteps of the feet which was probably much worse. In reality the only solution was to alternate both in a hellish dance up and down, up and down ... more painful and desperate as the time slowly went on.
That "cross dance" was precisely what the audience liked the most
