A Refinement In Humiliation?

[deborah777]

I thimk bald-headed girls look too much like aliens (with profound apologies to those who have lost it with chemo) to feel much sympathy for them, I also prefer longer hair, with humiliation of being caked with sweat, mud, eggs and other nasties. Also it's such a useful handle.

My thoughts exactly!

 

[Barbaria1]

I would love my muff violently ripped put but I need my hair!

Owwwww, that's both humiliation and pain!

 

[Barbaria1]

That could work. Personally, I prefer the more subtle, more exquisite humiliation of letting her keep her nice long, beautiful hair and then either,

1) let the ends, made wet by her sweat, add to her discomfort and agony as they brush against the exposed flesh of her bare breasts, her bound hands being unable to do anything about this permutation of hellishness, or
2) just before she is bound to cross, say "No, no, no! Tie her beautiful hair back with this rubber band. Wouldn't want her hair, beautiful as it is, obstructing our view of her magnificent udders!" and then say "Awwwwwwwwwww! Isn't she cute!!!" when, in addition to the horrible pain of crucifixion, she feels the added humiliation of me and all the other gawkers focusing on her mercilessly exposed breastflesh while we amuse and satisfy ourselves off of her agony right before her eyes.

Mine is long and I like our thoughts Kvk

 

[admihoek]

another character by Jedakk.........................He called her Lucilla she was condemned to 12 crucifyings before her was allowed the one she would dying. Sabina is the women in the red dress who sees how the blond was tortured on her cross.

 

[admihoek]

next 10

 

[admihoek]

more

 

[admihoek]

the next ones

 

[admihoek]

more with the blond lucille

 

[admihoek]

and here the last ones

 

[Barbaria1]

and here the last ones

Thanks admi for reposting this series!

 

[admihoek]

Thanks admi for reposting this series!

repost? the complete story?

 

[Jollyrei]

repost? the complete story?

This is a great series. If you have it, I would like to see the complete story.
Thanks for this, in any case.

 

[admihoek]

This is a great series. If you have it, I would like to see the complete story.
Thanks for this, in any case.

it is a story in a story The Serpent Eye written by Jedakk and the pics are all there are.

 

[Jollyrei]

it is a story in a story The Serpent Eye written by Jedakk and the pics are all there are.

Ah, I have seen a different set of pics then for the same story, which I have read. Excellent premise, with a fun ending.

 

[Wragg]

I was thinking about this thread, FSG....

I was sitting in a meeting, and there was a woman there with long dark hair, kind of like Barb's...

Every minute or so she would reach up unconsciously and flick her hair back out of her face.

Then I thought (as you do) that she'd not be able to do that if someone had nailed her wrists to some timber....

Poor Barb suffered the consequences of that bit of daydreaming in 'A Bloody Job'

She brushed aside her raven hair
She then resumed just laying there;
I gaped at her, then heard her say
“Well come on, man! Don’t take all day!”

Then, later:

We raised her cross, and so it stood
Between her bleeding sisterhood
And, as I watched her suffer there
The wind disturbed her long black hair.

It blew across her hazel eyes
But it could not be brushed aside;
Now tortured, too, by her own hair,
She hung and cried in bleak despair.

So I would probably not shave a woman's head!

 

[Barbaria1]

I was thinking about this thread, FSG....

I was sitting in a meeting, and there was a woman there with long dark hair, kind of like Barb's...

Every minute or so she would reach up unconsciously and flick her hair back out of her face.

Then I thought (as you do) that she'd not be able to do that if someone had nailed her wrists to some timber....

Poor Barb suffered the consequences of that bit of daydreaming in 'A Bloody Job'

She brushed aside her raven hair
She then resumed just laying there;
I gaped at her, then heard her say
“Well come on, man! Don’t take all day!”

Then, later:

We raised her cross, and so it stood
Between her bleeding sisterhood
And, as I watched her suffer there
The wind disturbed her long black hair.

It blew across her hazel eyes
But it could not be brushed aside;
Now tortured, too, by her own hair,
She hung and cried in bleak despair.

So I would probably not shave a woman's head!

Good. I definitely like my hair where it is.

 

[Eulalia]

That reminds me of my 'Crucifixa' -

Heavy the cross-bar
that I had to haul
up this long hill,
thrashed when I stumbled.

Still, when they stripped me –
what I had left of blood-soaked rags –
I smiled, shook back my hair,
self-conscious, girly.

Nor did I struggle –
well, not much –
as they set me shuddering on the shaft,
stretched out slim arms –

 

[Celticvirgin]

Ladies, I'm curious (and not just in the sexual sense - I passed that milestone some time ago!).

How would you feel if, as an added element of humiliation, forced depilation were part of the flogging and crucifixion process? And I don't just mean Darprincess69's favourite use of the razor, it's application to the pussy. No, I mean the whole head.

What would go through your mind if, just before being tied to the whipping post for your flogging, you were forced to kneel and, in front of the whole baying crowd, shears and a razor were used to make you totally bald?

For me, I think it would be a complete mind-fuck, but given what's about to happen, should it be such a big deal?

Love to know your thoughts!

I am trying to imagine being brought out into a yard full of people there to see my humilation and ultimate punishment and death. I am dressed whatever way your imagination will have me. I see the whipping post but before anything I am made to kneel as a supplicant, my hands tied behind my back. I have long dark hair, beyond my shoulders of which I take good care. Some unknown hand grabs it and cuts it first with a large shears to remove its mass. Then it is shorn from my scalp using some form of razor. It is roughly done, the blade cutting me as it removes part of my identity. Blood flows down my face and tears fill my eyes as I am shorn. The crowd jeers me and laugh. I am dragged to the pillar and my hands are tied high above my head. I am then stripped of whatever clothes I was allowed to wear. Once naked I am not just naked physically but my personality has been stripped bare also. I have no comfort now, my humilation has begun and I wait and prepare my body for the incredible torture about to be inflicted on it.

 

[Barbaria1]

I am trying to imagine being brought out into a yard full of people there to see my humilation and ultimate punishment and death. I am dressed whatever way your imagination will have me. I see the whipping post but before anything I am made to kneel as a supplicant, my hands tied behind my back. I have long dark hair, beyond my shoulders of which I take good care. Some unknown hand grabs it and cuts it first with a large shears to remove its mass. Then it is shorn from my scalp using some form of razor. It is roughly done, the blade cutting me as it removes part of my identity. Blood flows down my face and tears fill my eyes as I am shorn. The crowd jeers me and laugh. I am dragged to the pillar and my hands are tied high above my head. I am then stripped of whatever clothes I was allowed to wear. Once naked I am not just naked physically but my personality has been stripped bare also. I have no comfort now, my humilation has begun and I wait and prepare my body for the incredible torture about to be inflicted on it.

very true...a good point here ... our hair is such an important part of our personality, isn't it? I still would want to die with it unshorn though. Mine is long, and whipped or cruxed, I like to imagine it either tossed about as I shake my head or sticking to my sweat-sheened chest or back.

 

[thehangingtree]

they have take all from me...
First my freedom...
Then strip me naked along with my dignity...
Even my bodily functions as a massive plug fills my bowels...
They sheared my head...

and now I kneel ...
restrained...
silenced...
waiting for my execution...

I've nothing left...
I embrace my death...

T