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Oh poor Barb...about to meet your final resting place!

Again, really GREAT writing!

I particularly like these 2 paragraphs, highlighting both the abuse your body is subjected to, as well as your connection with your cross-mate:

Slowly the cross is turned on its side. My body lurches sideways to the left, wrenching hard on my nailed wrists and feet. I am hanging sideways now. Behind me I feel her sliding free of the stipe. A moment later her butt slams into mine.

The legionaries begin climbing out of the ditch. The cross tilts crazily up and down as they struggle for footing. Everything sways back and forth. One moment her smooth velvety skin caresses my backside. The next moment she swings away, only to fall back against me again.
 
Barbaria1 said:
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On the Optio's orders everyone splashes down into the ditch to raise the cross.

"Grab hold now, and put your back into it ... lift it out of the ditch and carry it over to its hole!" he bawls.

Curses and grunts as the legionaries jockey for position, and begin to lift.

"By Jupiter, this thing is damned awkward and heavy with two girls nailed to it. I bet it weighs more than 600 libras," complains a soldier.

"Wait!" Hold on!" shouts Markus.

I am unable to see him, hanging face-down, as I am, with my forehead in the muck and my hair in my eyes ... but I know his voice by now.

"We need to decide first which of these two cunts should face the road!"

"I vote for the clean one," Lucretius laughs, jabbing me hard enough in the ribs with the toe of his boot to send me swinging. "The bottom whore is hardly presentable, unless of course someone cares to clean her up!"

I wince. Swinging back and forth in my face-down hanging position has caused the muscles in my already strained back, shoulders and limbs to protest vehemently.


"I'd like to do more to that one than just clean her up!" quips another soldier.

Laughter all around.

"Shut up you fools!" barks the Optio. "We'll mount the cross sideways to the road and that way they will both be on equal display. They can put on a nice little show together. Now get to work! Start by flipping the thing on it's side, then carry up and out of the ditch!"

More grunts and expletives; staggering feet slosh in the mud, spattering me from head to toe.

Slowly the cross is turned on its side. My body lurches sideways to the left, wrenching hard on my nailed wrists and feet. I am hanging sideways now. Behind me I feel her sliding free of the stipe. A moment later her butt slams into mine.

The legionaries begin climbing out of the ditch. The cross tilts crazily up and down as they struggle for footing. Everything sways back and forth. One moment her smooth velvety skin caresses my backside. The next moment she swings away, only to fall back against me again.

I can hear her labored breathing ... our heads are not all that far apart, and even touch from time to time ... it comes in short, quick little breaths, interspersed with whimpers.

I want to say something positive to her, but "Shit!" is all I can manage through clenched teeth as our bodies swing away from one another and slam back together again.

"Alright men, set the base down and slide it toward the hole. We need more muscle at the top end now, and some rope to tie to the patibulum to pull on. Someone gather the wooden staves and stones to secure the cross once we have it raised!"

Like a well-oiled machine, the legionaries rush to obey their Optio's instructions. The base of our cross is lowered to a patch of gravel-strewn ground, and shoved along, plowing a little furrow on it's way to the waiting hole. The vibrations run through the wood, the nails, and grate on my raw nerve ends.

"Ok, stop! Steady now. Easy does it. Lift and drop it in its hole!"

TO BE CONTINUED
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Wow! I'm trying to picture in my mind what is happening here. I'm overwhelmed! What an imaginative story!

Oh please could someone create an image or two?!. This story deserves some original art to go with it!

So, how will they touch each other once the cross is raised? Barb seems to enjoy the occasional contacts such as they are. Not much to do while hanging except suffer, dance on the cross, and watch the spectators watching you. Maybe taunt them back when they taunt you. Oh, and beg for water and mercy too!

And, getting to know your new friend on the other side of the cross. I'm sure the girls will have lots to talk about! :D

Can't wait to read what Barb's creative mind works up for them!
 
Marcella said:
Wow! I'm trying to picture in my mind what is happening here. I'm overwhelmed! What an imaginative story!

Oh please could someone create an image or two?!. This story deserves some original art to go with it!

So, how will they touch each other once the cross is raised? Barb seems to enjoy the occasional contacts such as they are. Not much to do while hanging except suffer, dance on the cross, and watch the spectators watching you. Maybe taunt them back when they taunt you. Oh, and beg for water and mercy too!

And, getting to know your new friend on the other side of the cross. I'm sure the girls will have lots to talk about! :D

Can't wait to read what Barb's creative mind works up for them!
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Since you asked nicely from a chapter or so ago when they when they were propping the cross up on posts to nail the second slave to it she hung beneath it and watch her crux-mate be led towards her...
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The second slave put up a good fight to avoid being crucified.

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It would be to no avail. There were too many to fend off their awful fate!!!
 
Jollyrei said:
May I just say it is an honour and a privilege for me to be commenting in the same time zone as Wragg. :oops::D
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An honour to have you here, dear sir! :)

thehangingtree said:
Since you asked nicely from a chapter or so ago when they when they were propping the cross up on posts to nail the second slave to it she hung beneath it and watch her crux-mate be led towards her...
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The second slave put up a good fight to avoid being crucified.

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It would be to no avail. There were too many to fend off their awful fate!!!
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Oh brilliant! :)

If you click on it

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You'll find he's called it 'Tree for two'! :):)
 
thehangingtree said:
No, serious question... what do you 'click'? Don't worry about Barb ...she is fucked....
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I click the image, then the preview opens, then open in full window, and a while later, after I put my tongue away, I can see it's called 'Tree for two 007a.'

I thought it was a cool name. :cool:

And I fear you're right. She is. I'll miss the demerits :(
 
Barbaria1 said:
One moment her smooth velvety skin caresses my backside. The next moment she swings away, only to fall back against me again.
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Decidely, this Barb is too much salacious : even nailed to her cross, she's searching ass'pleasure !:D

Super-Sexy-Work-Outfits-For-Modern-Women-25.jpg ...and I'll do an investigation to know who was guilty in my services for having forgiven one cross of my Premium French Crucifixio Wood ! The responsible will be crucified !!!:mad:

Oooooops ! Perhaps was it me ?!:confused:
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Barbaria1 said:
I am hanging sideways now. Behind me I feel her sliding free of the stipe. A moment later her butt slams into mine.
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Barbaria1 said:
One moment her smooth velvety skin caresses my backside. The next moment she swings away, only to fall back against me again.
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At times it's difficult to decided which is more torturous. Sure, being bound to a large wooden cross and nailed to it, through your wrists and feet is incredibly excruciating beyond measure. However on a psychological level being crucified is such a terrifying thing to process as it's happening. In this case to be nailed to a cross while some poor soul has been nailed to the other side, enhances both the physical and psychological (since you literally have someone right with you experiencing the same) to the point where it's almost like your conjoined twins. Every move that happens affects you both. And right before the cross is finally risen and secured firmly in place, you feel the other person's backside come in contact with yours. This will probably be the last time both will ever have any physical contact in such a intimate way like this. To me personally that's an incredibly heart wrenching and horrifying feeling to know. That I'd never will get to experience the fine smooth touch of another person (be it sexually or platonically), as I'm condemned to suffer a slow agonizing death, with someone so close to me. But at the same time if I didn't get to share that feeling of Barb's backside press against mine, it would also be just as terrible of a burden for me to bare as the physical part of the crucifixion.
 
What you say is right, Scarlet ! I was only joking ... When you'll be crucified many times here, you'll joke sometimes too ...:D
To be crucified with people that we much like is certainly the best ; it adds to the pain because there is not only our own suffering but also the fact that we can see (or hear) the slow degradation of the loved partner ...
I did numerous manips showing this sharing and with Barb too : it was somewhere a true emotion in imagining that, perhaps, a day, it could be realized if we had lived in other times ...
Who knows ? We could live both the same experience in the future ...;)
 

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messaline said:
What you say is right, Scarlet ! I was only joking ... When you'll be crucified many times here, you'll joke sometimes too ...:D
To be crucified with people that we much like is certainly the best ; it adds to the pain because there is not only our own suffering but also the fact that we can see (or hear) the slow degradation of the loved partner ...
I did numerous manips showing this sharing and with Barb too : it was somewhere a true emotion in imagining that, perhaps, a day, it could be realized if we had lived in other times ...
Who knows ? We could live both the same experience in the future ...;)
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Yes, I agree totally with you. This kind of crucifixion is something I've fantasized many times along with my typical crucified dreams. Being nailed to a cross exposed and naked for so many to stop and watch your suffering and vulnerability is thrilling, but even more so when there is another person crucified to the back or front of the same cross your on. It's even more of a thrill than having your own cross right next to other people crucified around you. Those manpis are very lovely, Messaline. I wouldn't mind being one of the ladies in the second one.;):devil:
 
messaline said:
What you say is right, Scarlet ! I was only joking ... When you'll be crucified many times here, you'll joke sometimes too ...:D
To be crucified with people that we much like is certainly the best ; it adds to the pain because there is not only our own suffering but also the fact that we can see (or hear) the slow degradation of the loved partner ...
I did numerous manips showing this sharing and with Barb too : it was somewhere a true emotion in imagining that, perhaps, a day, it could be realized if we had lived in other times ...
Who knows ? We could live both the same experience in the future ...;)
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Of your many wonderful manips Messa (and there are indeed many wonderful ones), I have always admired these two. As Scarlet and Marcella have commented, there is something very special and exciting about the idea of being crucified near or among, or maybe even together on the same cross with friends or lovers.
 
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