The seven women have been sentenced to death by means of crucifixion. They carried the crossbeam that their arms will be nailed to from the city’s dungeon. On the summit of the ‘Hill of Expiation’ they were scourged then thrown onto the crosses they will hang from until death finishes their humiliation and suffering.
Lord Flummux’s guards and the mercenaries seemed almost cautious as the prepared to nail the women to their crosses. They gently spread the women’s arms over the crosses’ horizontal beams, taking time to assure the women nailing their wrists would be quick and relatively painless.
Barbara was not convinced and she yells “Come on, motherfucker, don’t hesitate… STRIKE and get it over!”
The man presses the spike against her wrist. As she feels the hard cold tip of the spike in the hollow of her wrist her bravery turns to real fear.
Her fear shows on her face as she watches the mallet swing towards the spike. It takes over one blow of heavy mallet to drive the spike through her wrist and into the wood below it. The loud bang of the mallet on the spike obscured any scream she made.
The mercenaries’ nailing her wrists seemed quite sure of what they were doing.
Barbara’s frantic dance as her wrists were nailed betrayed the pain she felt.
With Barbara’s wrists nailed to her cross, another team attempts to secure Messaline to her cross. Though naked and apparently defenseless it takes four men to stretch her over her cross.
Having seen Barbara’s arms nailed to her cross, Messa screams “You can’t nail me to the cross! You’ll ruin my body!”
The men are not deterred and proceed nailing her arms widely spread to the cross.
Once Messa’s arms are firmly nailed to her cross, one of the mercenaries comments “She still looks fine.”
He lowers his pants and climbs over her. With a brutal thrust, he drives his cock into her defenseless pussy.
Messa’s pussy squeezes his erection with each remaining blow of hammer. The mercenary’s load shoots deep withing her sex. He climbs off her and says “She’s still a good fuck even nailed to the cross!”
Another crew puts their attention on Sister Angel. In a strange twist, after Archbishop Wragg heard her confession and enjoyed her spirited penance, he defrocked the sister of her title. Angel could not be put to death as a woman of the church, so instead of sparing her from the cross, the archbishop did the only thing he could and expelled her from the faith.
Angel was nailed to her cross as any lay criminal would be. She put up a remarkable show of pain as the spikes drove through her wrists.
There was no ‘sacred calmness’ as the spikes drove through her wrists and fastened them to the cross.