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View attachment 458318 Alright Judgie ... the counsel for defense is ready ... I call as my first witness, Marcella! Marcie, please take the stand and cover yourself as best you can. That's right use your hands. Now on the night of your nailing ...

"Well, I was masturbating, as usual. You see, this tag between my legs makes me extremely . . ."

"Excuse me, Marcie," Barb cuts in, "Would you show the tag to the jury please. Yes, right up close."

eb98751cd1.jpg "Like this?"

Yes, Marcie. Just like that!":rolleyes:;)
 
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"Well, I was masturbating, as usual. You see, this tag between my legs makes me extremely . . ."

"Excuse me, Marcie," Barb cuts in, "Would you show the tag to the jury please. Yes, right up close."

sexy-law-student.jpg Oops. Someone help the judge up off the floor please. He leaned too far over trying to get a good view.

Now Marcie, tell the court truthfully ... it was in fact, not you alone masturbating on account of those damn tags ... there were others, right? Like me and Messa for example. Perhaps a class action suit is in order here.
 
View attachment 458319 Oops. Someone help the judge up off the floor please. He leaned too far over trying to get a good view.

Now Marcie, tell the court truthfully ... it was in fact, not you alone masturbating on account of those damn tags ... there were others, right? Like me and Messa for example. Perhaps a class action suit is in order here.

"I agree! We are a class action! I mean, who's classier than we three, right? Sure, as condemned cunts our morals slipped a bit. Lots of pressure on us. But we are not responsible for our behavior!"

"Oh my . . . excuse me but I just gotta pull on my tag and slip my fingers between my . . .oh! oh! 0h!"
 
"I agree! We are a class action! I mean, who's classier than we three, right? Sure, as condemned cunts our morals slipped a bit. Lots of pressure on us. But we are not responsible for our behavior!"

"Oh my . . . excuse me but I just gotta pull on my tag and slip my fingers between my . . .oh! oh! 0h!"

0,,6020106,00.jpg Order in the court! Marcie, WTF do you think you are doing. Recess! I need to go to my office .. Oh Shit ... look what you started Marcie!!!! oh! oh! oh!
 
View attachment 458063 Is there more excitement to come, he asks. Geeze ... three naked girls on crosses, what does he think? :rolleyes:

Um, that sounds pretty exciting to me, actually :oops:
:rolleyes:

Three girls. Naked. Stretched deliciously on crosses . . . . .
Ok, ok, I'm happy to admit we men are shallow and greedy and selfish and, sorry, could I just get a bit closer to hear you harangue me better? Yes, that's much clearer :D

Hum...... I dont want to be desagreeable, girls , but I think that our position is firmly established , if I can say ...:D

View attachment 458329 :eek:

... and it's totally illusory to believe that it could change ...:devil:

Change is greatly overrated in my view.
 
Well before 5 AM local time Marcella, Barb, and Messa were crucified on Monks Mound at the Cahokia Mounds Historic Site in Madison County, Illinois. Shortly after 5 AM CDT the sky is noticeably growing brighter. The women watch from their crosses as these nut-case droids (Tree, they are druids –Ulrika) mill about below them as they wait for 5:37 when the sun will top the eastern horizon.

A huge cheer goes up as the first ray light streak over the mound. I order breakfast from the VIP courtesy tent. (Tree orders another Seagram’s and lights up a Marlboro –Ulrika).

What are they cheering about and who the fuck are they I wonder as I stretch on my cross.

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Goddam I hurt so much. How long have I been up here? This is so unfair!

-Marcella

Unknown to anyone Joan and Jane Tree are a mile away on the other Cahokia Mound, the retired Waste Management landfill. It is taller and has a much larger footprint than the mound the women are crucified. Joan fires three darts with her Horny Potion at the crucified women. She asks her sister “Did I get them?”

Jane swings the binoculars to a side she replies “You got a bullseye in the bum on all three of them!”

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Ow what was that? There’s no way I got a splinter in my butt from my premium French crucifixion wood? That stung!

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-Messa

The darts are design to embed entirely below the skin and dissolve rapidly triggered by the heat and moisture of the tissue. A half hour later the women are confused by the heat and moisture in their loins. Barb squeezes her thighs together.

I find nothing- well not much at least- erotic being crucified naked before a bunch of costumed sun-worshipers. Why the hell my pussy practically squirting juices and I really want to come?

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-Barb

Tree
 
View attachment 458491 Horney Darts? Oh Shit! Another round of humiliation! Damn you Tree!!! :mad:
I believe because Marcella joined after this subject last came up let me explain a few things to our newer members.

Joan and Jane Tree are Tree's much younger evil sisters. Joan in particular is almost over-sexed as Dorothy Brown is and will fuck anything that moves including Tree:eek:. She does however draw the line at large barnyard animals.

Joan has developed a potion that makes women incredibly horny that lasts around 24 hours unless the woman is physical stimulated down there. Rubbing thighs together won't do it and crucified women- well- can't do it themselves.

Tree apologizes for their actions... really!!!
 
She does however draw the line at large barnyard animals.

But small barnyard animals are OK? I guess getting goat-fucked means something far more personal for her than how the urban dictionary defines the term.:eek:

Joan has developed a potion that makes women incredibly horny that lasts around 24 hours unless the woman is physical stimulated down there.

Why deliver it by dart? Just implant it while we're being nailed. Oh well, everything else has been pretty surreal today; why not this too? I'm to remain highly sexually stimulated unless I am stimulated down there?

Oh wow! Kinda feels good! Really fucking good! I'm gushing just like Barb! That's humiliating to do in front of everyone, but what can I do? And my nipples! Damn, they're stiff as hell and tingling like they're being kissed and sucked and stroked by someone who really knows what they're doing! Wow!

OK, I really, really, really want to squeeze and rub my thighs together right now, or impale my pussy on a really big cock! How am I to deal with all this unrelieved sexual tension running through my body? It'll be torture -- torture -- to not be able to get off, to have an orgasm!:eek:

"Please," I beg, straining on my cross. "Please! Won't somebody please stroke my clit? Please, please!"

The spectators are unaware of why we three are acting like overheated bitches in heat all of a sudden. Bob, and his buddy Vern, speculate:

"Hey Bob," says Vern, as he finishes off his beer, "this bitch wants someone to play with her pussy."

"Yeah, Vern, I heard it too," says Bob. " Seems an odd request for a crucified cunt. I mean, you'd think the pain would pretty much keep 'em from getting horny."

"Yeah. Wonder what got into them?"

"Dunno. But they sure as hell are squirming around a lot more. And damn, lookit that bitch squirt pussy juice! That's one fucking stimulated cunt I tell ya."

"Maybe we should help her out. I mean, she's really begging for it."

Oh hell, Vern! Get your hands outta your pants!;)
 
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But small barnyard animals are OK? I guess getting goat-fucked means something far more personal for her than how the urban dictionary defines the term.:eek:

Joan has developed a potion that makes women incredibly horny that lasts around 24 hours unless the woman is physical stimulated down there.

Why deliver it by dart? Just implant it while we're being nailed. Oh well, everything else has been pretty surreal today; why not this too? I'm to remain highly sexually stimulated unless I am stimulated down there?

Oh wow! Kinda feels good! Really fucking good! I'm gushing just like Barb! That's humiliating to do in front of everyone, but what can I do? And my nipples! Damn, they're stiff as hell and tingling like they're being kissed and sucked and stroked by someone who really knows what they're doing! Wow!

OK, I really, really, really want to squeeze and rub my thighs together right now, or impale my pussy on a really big cock! How am I to deal with all this unrelieved sexual tension running through my body? It'll be torture -- torture -- to not be able to get off, to have an orgasm!:eek:

"Please," I beg, straining on my cross. "Please! Won't somebody please stroke my clit? Please, please!"

The spectators are unaware of why we three are acting like overheated bitches in heat all of a sudden. Bob, and his buddy Vern, speculate:

"Hey Bob," says Vern, as he finishes off his beer, "this bitch wants someone to play with her pussy."

"Yeah, Vern, I heard it too," says Bob. " Seems an odd request for a crucified cunt. I mean, you'd think the pain would pretty much keep 'em from getting horny."

"Yeah. Wonder what got into them?"

"Dunno. But they sure as hell are squirming around a lot more. And damn, lookit that bitch squirt pussy juice! That's one fucking stimulated cunt I tell ya."

"Maybe we should help her out. I mean, she's really begging for it."

Oh hell, Vern! Get your hands outta your pants!;)

Don't you mean

Oh hell, Vern! Get your hands outta my pants!
 
He says as he sits back, lights up a Marlboro, refills his glass with Seagram's, tips his hat back and waits with obvious relish and delight for the show to begin. :rolleyes:
Tree had no idea what they were up to!!!
But small barnyard animals are OK? I guess getting goat-fucked means something far more personal for her than how the urban dictionary defines the term.:eek:

Joan has developed a potion that makes women incredibly horny that lasts around 24 hours unless the woman is physical stimulated down there.

Why deliver it by dart? Just implant it while we're being nailed. Oh well, everything else has been pretty surreal today; why not this too? I'm to remain highly sexually stimulated unless I am stimulated down there?

Oh wow! Kinda feels good! Really fucking good! I'm gushing just like Barb! That's humiliating to do in front of everyone, but what can I do? And my nipples! Damn, they're stiff as hell and tingling like they're being kissed and sucked and stroked by someone who really knows what they're doing! Wow!

OK, I really, really, really want to squeeze and rub my thighs together right now, or impale my pussy on a really big cock! How am I to deal with all this unrelieved sexual tension running through my body? It'll be torture -- torture -- to not be able to get off, to have an orgasm!:eek:

"Please," I beg, straining on my cross. "Please! Won't somebody please stroke my clit? Please, please!"

The spectators are unaware of why we three are acting like overheated bitches in heat all of a sudden. Bob, and his buddy Vern, speculate:

"Hey Bob," says Vern, as he finishes off his beer, "this bitch wants someone to play with her pussy."

"Yeah, Vern, I heard it too," says Bob. " Seems an odd request for a crucified cunt. I mean, you'd think the pain would pretty much keep 'em from getting horny."

"Yeah. Wonder what got into them?"

"Dunno. But they sure as hell are squirming around a lot more. And damn, lookit that bitch squirt pussy juice! That's one fucking stimulated cunt I tell ya."

"Maybe we should help her out. I mean, she's really begging for it."

Oh hell, Vern! Get your hands outta your pants!;)
Have you given up on Sven that quickly???
Don't you mean

Oh hell, Vern! Get your hands outta my pants!
can't touch that...
Well, I'll grant you cruel, but unusual? Here? :confused:

Nice try.:devil:
Well spoken!!!

Tree
 
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