Mmmmm, my sister Siss : we've to learn Marcella to other kinds of "working", I think ...
Gee .... I think our tags look as good from the backside as they do from the frontTuesday, June 20, 2016, late afternoon…
We are taken from our cells, placed, in irons and marched through the walls of paparazzi to a police van to take us to the some abandoned jail near the mound we be will crucified.
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I hope the fuckers enjoyed the show that I still don’t know why it’s going on! We are placed in cells and chains and padlocks secure the barred doors as their locks have either frozen by rust or no one can find the keys to the doors. There has long been no glass over the window but the bars are strong and I look up at the mound where I will be crucified in the morning. Under portable floodlights they practice raising crosses that Barb, Messa, and I will be nailed to in the morning. The crosses have sandbags to simulate our loose weight tied to them; it seems to be no problem.
I am so screwed!!!
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I sleep in fitful short bursts. In the morning Barb, Messa, and I being chained in a coffle with our wrists bound to the beams they will be crucified to. We are led up the mound to our execution.
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This is so wrong but there is nothing I can do! I am damned to die crucified!
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“Wake up, Marcella. It is time to go” a huge black says. Fuck, I was dreaming! I am dirty and sweaty from the warm, humid Midwestern night air. I wipe some off with the filthy burlap cloth they gave me when I asked for a cover.
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I stand holding the burlap in front of me over my breasts with one hand and slip my other hand behind to finger my warm wet tagged pussy. As I walk towards him he says “The cloth stays.”
“I don’t even get a loincloth” I protest.
“Marcella, the only thing you get is a cross and three spikes. Now move!”
-Marcella
Tree
Yes, Tree! A cross and three nails ... and our body suffering to this cross ... Isn't wonderful ? Isn't it that the beauty of the crucifixion ?“Marcella, the only thing you get is a cross and three spikes. Now move!”
Yes, Tree! A cross and three nails ... and our body suffering to this cross ... Isn't wonderful ? Isn't it that the beauty of the crucifixion ?
Full agree and affirm this rule!Highway Regulations require that cunt-tags be clearly visible from front and rear.
Yes, Tree! A cross and three nails ... and our body suffering to this cross ... Isn't wonderful ? Isn't it that the beauty of the crucifixion ?
Some of the best things come in threes ... three naked girls, three crosses, three crucifixions
I’m well under two weeks to my crucifixion when I have yet another interview appointment. So far I have talked with Crux Chronicle, Vogue, Vanity Fair, Paris Match, and every TV network that I heard of and many more that I have not. I go to the café near my Chase penthouse. I wonder who this ‘yahoo cowboy’ in a straw cowboy hat reports for. It is warm so I peel of my wrap.
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His eyebrows rise and he says “That ain’t necessary, Marcella. I didn’t even bring a camera.”
“I’m used to it by now. Did you know nobody sells smokes around here- not even Madame Wu’s” I ask.
“They’re a pack of liberals” he replies adding “so you can’t do shit here!”
He tosses me a pack of Madame Wu’s and a gold plated Zippo lighter engraved with ‘THT’. I light one up. I’ve grown fond of them and ask “Who or what this ‘THT’?”
“You’re looking at him” he replies. “I’m the one that is going to…”
“Don’t you dare say that you are going to ‘mount me on a cross’” I nearly scream. “You are going to crucify me, you bastard!”
“You have most of that right except my parents were long since married when I was conceived” he replies.
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“The question remains ‘do you have any questions’.” Tree asks.
“What gives you right to do this to me” I demand.
“Ten thousand dollars for each of you and Messaline is even kicking in her “Messaline’s Premium French Crucifixion Wood™ just so you aren’t crucified on NW Arkansas fresh-cut cedar!”
I ask if I should be thankful for that and he assures me I will never be able to compare but I damn well should be!
“So I’ve done some looking… How much do you get for crucifying on the ‘Hill of 100 Crosses?”
“It ain’t happening there. RR Video Productions rented the Cahokia Mounds for a large sum of money and because the blue state of Illinois is flat-fucking broke the rodent could rent the State Historic Site for less than a million dollars” Tree replies.
I turn and look at him and ask “How can you crucify me with a clean conscience?
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“I drink to forget” he replies as he pours more Seagram’s in his glass…”
-Marcella
Tree
I doubt he even knows me...
-Marcella
I may have found this post on one of your threads...Hey, where's my spider, which was on my shoulder?
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Help! Police, they stole my spider!
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And yes Tree only uses three spikes. Why waste a fourth on a condemned cunt?
I may have found this post on one of your threads...
Keep up the good work!!!
“Marcella, the only thing you get is a cross and three spikes."
-- A big black
". . . we don't care why you are being crucified"
-- Tree
A Condemned Cunt's Lament
It’s so nice to know you’ll think of me
When to the cross you nail me, Mr. Tree
Stretched across rough wood, I trembling lie
Eyes wide, sobbing, and terrified
My pillowed breasts skyward heave
To see you beside me on one knee
“Hello, Marcella,” your soft voice I hear
“The time has come; let’s start, my dear.”
“A condemned cunt you are, and so must die
Nailed to a cross, raised up on high.”
You pat my head and squeeze my tits
I scream, “Fuck you! Get on with it!”
You twist my nipples, for your enjoyment
They respond in kind, so proud, tumescent
Oh shit! I see you have a woody
When between my legs you grab my pussy!
Now, down to business, as is your manner
You ask for nails and an iron hammer
You press a spike into my wrist
I look in horror and make a fist
Your hammer falls, the pain burns bright
I howl and fight with all my might
First one wrist, and then repeat
But what to do about my feet?
They rest on the stipes side by side
Just two nails to go, and be crucified.
But you hesitate, then say to me
“No cunt is worth more than three.”
If one nail will do
Why, indeed, use two?
To waste a nail on me would be a crime
So, put foot over foot and save a dime
If you do it right
I’ll last through the night
So, pound the nail through densest bone
To the wood beneath, drive it home
I’ll howl and scream, and likely shit
The pain so great – I can’t handle it
But nailed down fast my feet will be
I’ll not pull off the spike in agony
With tender feet thus secured
Long crux hours will be endured
To help me breathe and stay alive
As relentless torment I abide
Hanging naked -- tits, cunt exposed
I deserve it all – well, I suppose
I’m just a worthless bitch, certified
My guilt, I know, can’t be denied
But, truth be told, I don’t why
I’m to hang in agony ‘till I die
Yet the tag that dangles from my twat
Fairly damns me, does it not?
So, on my cross keep me full aroused
An unconscious girl won’t please the crowd!
Crucified together, we three girls agree
There’s no better carnifex than old Mr. Tree!
Crucified together, we three girls agree
There’s no better carnifex than old Mr. Tree!
Incy-wincy spider climbed up the spout,Hey, where's my spider, which was on my shoulder?
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Help! Police, they stole my spider!
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Incy-wincy spider climbed up the spout,
Down came the rain and washed the spider out,
Out came the sun and dried up all the rain,
So Incy-wincy spider climbed up again.
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