It is an awful situation for Emma, a once privileged woman of society. Accused of 'moral indignities' (she cheated on her wealthy but much much older husband) she has been condemned to the death of a criminal, nailed naked to a cross and raised to hang from its unforgiving wood. Being crucified naked as criminal is terrible enough as she is stretched displayed like a common thief. The sun parches her body and no fluids are offered to refresh her. Beneath her life-long friends marvel at her body so prominently displayed. They seem to enjoy Emma's suffering as she faces a common criminal's death. They whisper and laugh among themselves when Emma can no longed hold her piss and she sends the warm river down her squeezed thighs as she tries to hide her relief.
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Her friends chatter amongst themselves that Emma has peed like all the crooks crucified. They are relieved that certainly Emma deserved the punishment they enjoy watching her suffer...
Tree apologizes to Scorpio for the intrusion on his thread. I hope he understands Emma deserved this disgrace!
The carnifices awarded her a copious amount of water as Emma pleaded to quench her thirst, knowing the consequence of doing so to her, whom she showed her sincere gratitute for freely giving her water, not being able to distinguish his smirk from a kind smile.
In fact the guards have not shown the usual severeness. The usual scourge was replaced with a ceremonial whipping. Their supervisor had told them to keep her strength as much as they can without breaching the procedural codes. They even helped her carry the cross after she was stripped.
As in a few exceptions, Emma was not nailed, but tied to the cross. Her wrists hurt, But she is determined to maintain her dignity once she is hoisted and the level of the pain has stabilized. She is a proud woman.
Not until then, she wasn't aware of the pressure to her bladder. She must hold this until most of the crowd leave the hill. She can't show how she loses her bladder control to the women in her circle, filled with jealousy and petty rivalry. Hopefully, they don't stay too long.
The pressure to relieve the bladder is increasing minute by minute. In the middle of the agonizing pain, Emma thinks to herself, "Oh, no...I can't hold it any more. . . No. No. Nooo!!" She feels as if the river bank failed. There is no stopping.
"Oh, my!", giggles one of the on-lookers Emma thought was her best friend, a socialite of her circle, nudging another. They giggle and laugh, pointing at her, who can not stop the flow until emptied.
Seeing Emma distressed in humiliation after emptying her bladder, one of the carnifices nudges another, "I guess it's time to build scaffolding."
(I hope I'm not completely out of place. if so, Scorpio, please forgive me.)
