A Tale of Vindication

[thehangingtree]

The day after Jacqueline was crucified, Adele, Desiree, and Genevieve spent together frolicking in bed. Genevieve got up to get coffee for three of them. The conversation was about Jacqueline’s execution. They all agreed it was a most wonderful way to put a woman to death. Compared to hanging them, they had made a tidy fortune on the concessions sold while she died on the cross.

Desiree purred “She looked divine naked on the cross. I wonder how long she’d have lasted if we didn’t have to finish her off before today to keep the abbey happy.”



Genevieve said “It was one of the disadvantages of crucifying her. As much as she suffered, she could have lasted at least until today. I am glad it wasn’t me one the cross.”

Later that day, Tree was at the Cruxton Abbey. He was not a regular churchgoer and is a surprise guest of Archbishop Wragg. By the number of drinks and smokes he had, he is either pissed off (or perhaps has numerous bad habits). In an angry voice he says “Reverend Longueprique said he was just there to give the woman her last blessings. He claimed he had nothing to do with Jacqueline being crucified. So I figure you had to at least bless it.”

“Tree, I am a man of God. I had nothing to do with her being put to death that way” the archbishop protests. “It was the triumvirate that sentenced her to cross. If you have a complaint, you need to take it up with them!”

Tree says “I’ll do that. I was quite fond of her.”

The archbishop inquisitively asks “Did you sleep with her?”

The archbishop is speaking biblically but Tree took his question literally. He replies “No, I never slept with her!”

This was only partly true. Tree had never slept with Jacqueline, but had worked out a very sexual way for her to pay for the adult beverages Tree supplied her with.

Archbishop Wragg says “You can’t see the women now. They are relaxing at their beach estate.”

Tree lights up another smoke and replies “Coming to see you was enough effort for one day. I’ll go to their resort tomorrow.”



Monday the women enjoy a naked swim on their beach.


Their enjoyment is interrupted by the approach of a boat. They gather together and Genevieve says “This is private property. You have no right to be here!”



Tree climbs out of the boat and wades through the surf. He takes a swig of the drink he carries and takes a drag off his smoke. He asks “Are you Adele, Desiree, and Genevieve?”

“We are and this is our property. You are trespassing. I must ask you to leave” Adele insists.

Tree doesn’t move and asks “You ordered Jacqueline crucified?”

“We don’t have to explain anything to you! We are the rulers of this country” Adele haughtily says.

“You were” Tree says. “Let’s call this a coup in progress.”



Tree’s assistants Gunner and Bull tied the women’s hands behind their backs and gagged them before escorting them to one of Tree’s wagons.



Genevieve has horrible images of sitting on a horse with Tree preparing to hang her.



If only she would be so lucky…

 

[thehangingtree]

Adele, Desiree, and Genevieve were loaded into one of Tree’s wagons to be taken back to Copulatia. Though on a good horse it would only be a few hours ride, but in a wagon made for carrying barrels of Tree’s liquor the trip would last into the next day. As an uncharacteristic sign of mercy, the women’s gags were removed, though the ropes binding their wrists remained.

The following morning the wagon rolled down the streets of Copulatia.



The people the wagon passed stared at the women locked in the back. The women wondered why there was no respect shown. They were looked at not as the country’s leaders but as naked women not yet condemned to death. The wagon stopped by the Copulitia jail. The first woman removed from the wagon was Genevieve. Strong hands helped her from the wagon. She looked at the guards who were staring at her naked body. Quite aghast, Genevieve shrieked at the men “Stop looking at me. I am your leader and I have no clothes!”



“Were our leader” one says. There is a new leader now and you are just his prisoner.”

Adele and Desiree was taken from the wagon. As Desiree was marched to the jail she says to the guard escorting her “You worked for me. How can you do this to me?”



He grabs her shoulder and pushes her towards the door. Coldly he says “The new ruler pays me now and he’s waiting to sentence the three of you…”

 

[thehangingtree]

Adele, Desiree, and Genevieve are brought into the chamber were countless men and women had been sentenced to death for their crimes, real or imagined. The thought they could be crowded on the gallows and hanged naked before the commoners they had ruled over was all too real. They fear they will be hanged together from the structure built to hang one woman is running through their heads.



Being executed was bad enough but to be hanged naked before common people was far beneath the status of women such as them. They stood before Tree who was dressed in some pilfered clothing he stole from the palace staff. In a solemn voice he says “You have crucified my friend Jacqueline on trumped up charges that she satisfied men.”

With boldness, Desiree says “Jacqueline was crucified for not paying taxes. It should please you she was executed the way any man would have been.”

Tree says “She pleased her partners and she was rewarded for doing so. I am not aware Copulatia taxes gifts of gratitude! I believe you crucified her for your entertainment and am convinced you have broken the law.”

Genevieve looks down not at all comforted by Tree’s word.



Adele says “We are the leaders of Copulatia! You have no right to hang us in the square.”

Tree looks somewhat convinced by her argument. He turns to the woman sitting next to him and says “Barbara, she has point. It would be wrong to hang the leaders in the town square. What do you think?”

“It would be wrong to hang such women in the square. They do have nice breasts and fine asses. I think they would look lovely crucified naked on Reparation Hill” Barbara says hardly hiding her lust.

Tree turns to the man behind him and asks “Bull, what do you think?”

Bull replies “I would clear an afternoon to watch them squirming on their crosses- of course, if you do sentence them to be executed that way.”

Tree turns to his prisoners and says “As vindication for Jacqueline’s execution, you are sentence to be put to death by crucifixion on Reparation Hill.”

Adele collapses to the floor. Desiree looks around in disbelief of Tree’s judgement. Genevieve looks down at her body and wonders how she will look when she is hanged from a cross.



Bull takes them to cellar and chains them to a column. He threateningly says “I’ll be back later. I don’t want you to get bored waiting for your crucifixion.”

Adele says to her friends “I can’t believe they are going to crucify us!”

“And fuck us down here before they do so” Desiree replies.



Genevieve sits on the floor beneath them and wonders what it would be like having the magnificent cock the bulge in Bull’s trousers hid buried in her sex…

 

[mp5stab]

I would like to note, for the record:

Called it.

 

[thehangingtree]

Adele, Desiree, and Genevieve will not be crucified for several weeks however they are not bored being held in the jail they once ruled over. The jailers are allowed a pretty free hand with how they treat prisoners awaiting their executions and the idea they could take liberties with the women they had worked for was perversely enjoyable. There is something enjoyable of screwing your boss then stuffing your cock in her mouth and have the ‘boss’ lick it clean.



Had Tree wished he could have cut down a few trees, fashioned some crosses, and crucified the women the same day he condemned them to death. But Tree is vengeful bastard and wants a large crowd to see their rulers perform their last dance while nailed to the cross. He spends a good deal of money that he had taken from the women’s treasury to have fliers made and posted throughout Copulatia announcing the crucifixion of the land’s disposed leaders.



Tree found the jail woefully underequipped for multiple prisoners. Usually a woman would be hanged within a week of being sentenced to death so there was little need to accommodate three women waited to be put to death. Tree went to the women’s workshop and made a few more devises for the women. The instruments were placed in the room outside the women’s cell. It must have been unnerving for the women to see the trio of pillories that women such as them would be subjected to.

The day before Adele, Desiree, and Genevieve are to be crucified, they are taken from the cell and placed in the pillories. Adele and Desiree protested vehemently as they were locked in their pillories. Desiree, quite aware of her nakedness and her vulnerable position, screamed “I am your leader! You can’t put me in this just to fuck me before you kill me.”



Her protests were completely ignored. Genevieve was most compliant, offering her neck and wrists to the scallops on the lower beam. As the top beam was lowered and locked, she looked over at Tree assistant Bull. She glared at the bulge in his trousers. Quietly she hoped she would finally feel that cock reaming her pussy.



Adele watches Gunner remove his trousers and walk up next to her pillory. She looked at his massive cock dangling from his crotch. In different times she would have welcomed the challenge of satisfying such a magnificent tool but locked and bent over in her pillory, Adele cries out “Tree, you can’t allow him to use me! I am- I was his leader and I should not be forced to please this prick with my pussy!”



Tree considers her plea and says “You are right. Gunner, don’t fuck her cunt. Stick that thing in her ass.”



Gunner circles behind Adele. As his erect cock splits her ass’ buns, Adele’s eyes widen and she cries “Tree, spare me from…”



Adele never finished her plea. As Gunner’s shaft pushes into her rectum only a scream comes from her mouth.

Bull steps behind Desiree massaging his cock into an erection. Calmly he says “Relax and enjoy the best fuck you ever had.”



Desiree hisses “Have your fun. You would never have me if I wasn’t in this!”

He shrugs and says “It would be your lost” as he plunges his shaft deep into her. He finishes screwing Desiree and walks over to Genevieve. She looks at his cock covered with his spent cum and Desiree’s juices. She gasps “You are filthy! You can’t put that in me!”



Bull replies “It is just wetted down. It will make it easier for you.”

He shoves it into her spread cunt. Genevieve gasps as she is filled.



Records were lost whether Genevieve was in humiliated pain or her grunts and moans were pure joy as Bull fucked her…

 

[thehangingtree]

Late afternoon before Tree crucifies the women, he meets a woman who travelled all the way from Anjou to deliver the product he ordered from her. He is not in a good mood. He takes a swig from his drink and says “For as much as I paid for them, I thought you would have them here by now.”

Messaline says “It is hard to get people who will ship them carefully.”

Tree says “I could have cut down a few trees here and made crosses that would have killed them just as well.”

“That would not be right. You can’t use cheap wood to crucify the country’s leaders” Messaline scolds.

“The country’s ex-leaders” Tree replies. “So what is special about your premium French crosses” Tree asks.

“They are made from the finest wood from the region that is meticulously finished. The women you nail to them will make fine decoration for my crosses” Messaline insists.



Tree never considered the need for the crucified person needing to decorate a cross but he hasn’t crucified anyone before, much less three women who were a country’s leaders.

Early evening- prisoner check

Barbara has what usually be the unenviable task of checking on Adele, Desiree, and Genevieve the night before they are to be crucified but she and Jacqueline L’amour had been good friends and she hardly felt any love for the condemned women. The women have been placed in separate cells by Tree. He wanted to make sure they wouldn’t conspire to a murder-suicide pact to avoid being put to death in public.

Barbara goes by Adele’s cell first and tells her she is checking each woman to see if they are well enough to be crucified. She finds Adele less than welcoming.

“Listen you little tramp, I am alive and quite ready for your perverse execution of me” Adele declares.

“I’m not the one crucifying you. That was Tree’s…” Barbara tries to explain.

“I am fit enough to be nailed to a cross and no one is touching me before then” Adele shouts at Barbara.

“Have it your way” Barbara replies. “I am just doing what I have been told to do.”



“Well, go bother someone else” Adele growls.

Barbara goes to Desiree’s cell next. She is met by a woman groveling to be spared the cross. “You can’t crucify me on Reparation Hill in front of all those people! I didn’t order Jacqueline crucified.”

Barbara runs her hands over Desiree’s body as if she is inspecting the woman. But if a casual observer saw Barbara grope Desiree’s crotch, they would swear it more lustful than medically done.



“You were part of the triumvirate that were responsible for her death so you get the same sentence as the others” Barbara tells her with a harsh tone in her voice.

“It is not fair! It was Genevieve that came up with the idea” Desiree cries.

Barbara visits Genevieve next. She finds Genevieve strangely excited about being crucified before a crowd. Barb explains “I’ve been told crucifying Jacqueline was your idea.”

“I only asked why we didn’t crucify women like we do men. They all agreed with me” Genevieve says.

Barb turns Genevieve around and leans her over a table. When she pushes a few fingers into her ass, Genevieve squeals “What are you doing?”

Barb pushes her whole hand into Genevieve’s rump and says “Tree might want to put a cornu up your ass. I’d say you could take a log up here.”



Later that evening, Barb meets Bull in his cabin. She has a few glasses of Reisling and slips into something… um… less. She tells him how the inspections went. She tells him how Adele was a royal bitch and how Desiree begged for her life. Then she told him about checking what size cornu Genevieve could handle, describing how she put her fist entirely in her ass.

Bull says “You men she could take this back there.”

Barbara grabs his hard shaft and says “I even think she could handle this monster.”

Bull puts on a sly smile and says “And how ‘bout you?”

Barbara stokes his hard member and says “I told you you’d die before you ever put that thing in my ass and I haven’t changed my mind. I have had too much wine. Do you want to have sex like a normal man?”



Conceding defeat, Bull says “Sure.”

Barb makes sure he is wet before she takes his shaft in her pussy.

 

[Barbaria1]

Barb makes sure he is wet before she takes his shaft in her pussy.

Tree writes fanciful fiction here. Barb simply does not do that! Especially with the likes of Bull!!!!

 

[thehangingtree]

Tree writes fanciful fiction here. Barb simply does not do that! Especially with the likes of Bull!!!!

One wonders what Barb might do with her contempt of the three women she does not like at all...

 

[thehangingtree]

Crucifixion day for Adele, Desiree, and Genevieve

Morning comes too early on this market day for Adele, Desiree, and Genevieve. The sun has barely cleared the eastern horizon and guards were already coming to fetch the condemned women.

The guards had beaten the less than cooperative Adele when Reverend Longueprique shooed them away. He grabbed the rope loosely tied around her neck. He barked “You fools! Treat her with some respect!”



His concern was not that Adele would be hurt but he wanted to see her body displayed undamaged when she is hanged from her cross.

Desiree is brought from her cell. The guard shows no respect for the woman who a few weeks ago paid his wages. She still protests her execution vehemently saying he has no right to kill her. He pushes the bound woman, laughing telling her “You hated being in the jail. We are just fixing that inconvenience.”



Over at Genevieve’s cell, Sister Angel is escorting her to the courtyard. Genevieve resists somewhat also saying she shouldn’t be crucified. Sister Angel says “That is not in my hands. Remember what I told you- you will look spectacular when you are hanging naked on your cross!”



The reality of being nailed to a cross overwhelms any comfort of how good she will look.

In the jail’s courtyard, the beams their arms will be nailed to are placed on their shoulders. Surrounded by soldiers, Desiree feels the heavy beam placed on her back. She is filled with resigned terror as the guards tie her wrists to the wood.



She feels her gut churn as she realizes there is no escaping what they have planned for her.

A similar beam is placed on Adele’s shoulders and her wrists are tied to it. With scorn she snarls “It takes a dozen of you pricks to crucify me?”

Bull steps up and twists her nipple. He says “It is only fitting when we are crucifying someone so important.”



Genevieve Arrives in the courtyard. Her mind is spinning from Sister Angel’s ‘encouragement’ and the hostile crowd surrounding her. She have never felt such anger before. The soldiers grunt to lift the beam onto her shoulders. Genevieve, as gracefully as possible as a naked condemned woman can, kneels on the gravel to assist the men in handing her load.

Tree stands in front of her says “Get up, lady. You’ve got a walk up the hill to do.”
Genevieve struggles to stand with the beam weighing her down.



Once on her feet, Tree orders the men to tie her arms to the beam. As the men surround her, Genevieve looks at Tree and says “I will carry this. It is not necessary to tie it to me.”



“You say that now, but I’m not sure what you will think when you get up the hill” Tree says doubting her.

So Adele, Desiree, and Genevieve are readied to climb the hill to be crucified. Adele leads the trio out of the courtyard, yelling obscenities back at the jeering crowd.



Desiree followed in humiliated silence. Genevieve followed and looked at the people watching them.



Genevieve wondered if they thought she looked good…

 

[thehangingtree]

With the wood mounted on their shoulders, Adele, Desiree, and Genevieve carried their load up Reparation Hill. None of them athletic or willing prisoners, carrying the beams was most difficult. Though light enough for the women to carry, the wood has been placed in an uncomfortable position and the weight only made each step on the gravel path painful on the women’s feet. But if they slowed down too much, the soldiers were not hesitant to lash them with their whips. With blood staining their flesh, the women climbed Reparation Hill.



They reached the top of the hill and the beams were taken from their shoulders. They were covered with sweat from their efforts. They looked around at the soldiers and the crowd surrounding them. Though unbound, they made no attempt to make an escape. There was little use trying to flee. With their bare feet there was little chance of outrunning even the oldest people around them. Adele says “I think there is no getting out of this. Are they going to do us together or one at a time?”



Her answer can as Genevieve was called by a pair of women. She walks to them. One of them stands behind Genevieve and grabs her wrists while the other wipes the blood off Genevieve’s skin. Genevieve jerks and demands to know what she is doing. The woman says “Calm down. I’m just cleaning you up. You don’t want to look like this while you are crucified.”



With her body somewhat cleaned, a soldier leads Genevieve to her now assembled cross.



Genevieve howled like she never had before when her wrists were nailed to the cross. She didn’t notice that her feet were placed on the stipe one other the other. She didn’t see Tree squat by her legs and place the spike over the arch of her foot. It wasn’t till he swung the mallet and drove the spike through both her feet and into the cross. Depending on the point of view, Genevieve’s hips rose as she tried to escape having her feet nailed to the wood.



Tree found it fortunate there was escape for Genevieve as the spike had secured her feet to the cross so he could deliver the finishing blows.

Now a prisoner of the cross, Genevieve watches the men start to lift her and the cross she is nailed to. Genevieve looks about, still in a pained daze after being nailed to her cross. The horizon rises into her view. Not yet halfway raised, She thinks ‘This is not too bad.’



At least she thought so until the cross dropped into its mounting hole.



Genevieve hangs motionless from the front of her cross. She raises her head and takes as deep a breath as she can.



She shakes her head and wonders ‘What the hell did they do to me?’

 

[thehangingtree]

Tree violates the 'ten pictures a rule'. Sorry, he rarely does that...
Genevieve has been crucified. She hangs on the face of her cross to suffer the slow tortures of the cross until she is dead. But Tree’s wrath is not satisfied. He orders Desiree to be brought to her cross and learn the cruelty of his vengeance. A soldier drags her to the cross lying on the rocky soil. He throws her to the ground and grabs a lock of her hair.

It takes four men to stretch Desiree over her cross as she fights her horrible fate.



They are amazed at the strength the panicked woman has. They hold her to the cross as spikes are driven through one wrist then the other. The once regal Desiree is reduced to a crying, begging wench.



But Desiree’s suffering has only begun. The soldiers place her feet over the stipe and hold them steady as Tree kneels beside them. Desiree is overwhelmed by the pain of the spikes being driven through her wrist and does not offer much resistance with her stronger limbs.

Tree places the spike over the arch of her foot and pulls the mallet high. He knows Desiree’s malleability will disappear when it is driven through her feet. With a powerful blow, Tree drives the spike though her feet and into the wood. Desiree’s body arches from the cross as Tree raises the mallet to drive the second blow.



She is already secured to the cross but Tree wants to assure her feet do not come free once her cross is raised.

The nailing of Desiree is complete. The soldiers lift the cross she is nailed to from the ground. In a panicked voice, Desiree begs them not to raise her but is ignored.



The men lift the cross with their former boss nailed to it. They know their next pay is not coming from her.

The cross drops into its mount. Desiree hangs stunned from its face for a few minutes. Slowly she raises her body by pulling her body up by the spikes in her wrists.



She looks at the crowd beneath her. Friends and strangers seem rather pleased to see her naked body stretched on the cross.

Tree turns to Adele and says “You’re next.”

Adele crosses her arms over her breasts and says “You have crucified my friends. Isn’t that enough for us crucifying Jacqueline? I have a treasure- I’ll give it to you if you spare my life.”



Tree snarls “You had a treasure. I found it and will give most of it back to the people and keep the rest to cover my expenses crucifying the three of you.”

Tree is lying. He has no intention of sharing the gold and silver he had found with the people of Copulatia.

Adele is brought to her cross and placed next to it. Above her, Genevieve and Desiree are still trying to find a comfortable position on their crosses with no success.



“Do your vile deed, Tree” Adele says. “I’ll offer no resistance.”

Tree smirks. She has no idea the pain she is about to feel.

 

[thehangingtree]

“Do your vile deed, Tree” Adele says. “I’ll offer no resistance.”

Having carried the crossbar to the top of reparation Hill, Adele is already weak and tired. After seeing Genevieve and Desiree nailed to their crosses and raised above the crowd, she knows what is about to happen to her. She musters all the courage she can find and lays herself as gracefully as she can on her cross. She offers no resistance to the soldiers as they spread her arms over the cross.



She looks at the huge spikes about to be driven through her arms. As calmly as she can, she says “I forgive you. Just do you job.”

The mallets swing and two spikes rip through her wrists and drive into the cross. She gives out an inhuman scream and her legs break free of the soldier’s grip as pain wracks her body.



Tree’s prediction that she had no idea the pain she would feel becomes all too real as the spikes are driven deeper and then her feet are done.

Whatever grace Adele had has disappeared. No long an aristocratic lady, she gasps for air and cries out “What have you done to me?”



Barbara kneels above Adele’s head and gently stokes her face. Softly she says “We have nailed you to your cross. It hurts, doesn’t it?”

Adele says “This is not right! How could you do this to me?”



“The spikes are only there to hold you to the cross” Barbara explains. “You are about to be raised and endure the torture of the cross. You are young and healthy. It could take days for the cross to kill you. But Adele, you killed Jacqueline this way. I hope you suffer as long as possible before you die!”

Barbara stands and turns to the soldiers. She smiles and says “Gentlemen, raise this bitch.”

The soldiers approach her cross. Adele glares at them with hate and fear filling her eyes as if to say ‘you wouldn’t dare’.



Though Adele can move between the spikes holding her to the cross, she is defenseless as the soldiers grab the cross and lift it. Adele cries “Don’t crucify me!” but is ignored.



Her bare back slides down the stipe as the cross is raised. She tries to grab the beam and brace herself, but the spikes have an unrelenting hold on her arms. Her eyes widen as the base of the cross disappears into the dark hole that will be its mount.

There is a loud thud as the cross stops suddenly. Adele’s arms are stretched like she has never felt before. The crowd loudly cheers as the third woman joins her friends. Adele does not hear them.



She is stunned by the pain she has never felt before. She moves her naked body trying to escape the torment of the cross. In time she will learn death is the only escape…

 

[thehangingtree]

Adele, Desiree, and Genevieve have been nailed to their crossed and raised before the crowd spectating their executions. The soldiers warily stand guard on the hill. They know Tree is paying them to ensure the crosses kill the women and not some rambunctious person still loyal to the crucified women. They had little to be concerned about. The ‘friends’ of the women there were not going to sully themselves saving the women on the crosses and the common folk were most enthused the women who had taxed them were dying nailed to the crosses than they had any interest in saving their lives.

The crucifixion of Adele, Desiree, and Genevieve was a work of art. They were nailed to premium French crosses made from the finest wood from Anjou. Each crosses stipe is four meters long but almost a meter of each one has disappeared into the mounting holes. Their wrists are nailed widely to the crossbars roughly tree meters above the ground and hold most their weight as they dangle from the spikes driven through their arms. Though they make some effort to hold their legs together, it requires considerable effort to try to hide their lower anatomy and their knees are usually spread, much to the crowd’s delight.

Tree had made an effort to build a mound where the women were crucified. Though hanging from their wrists the women were quite visible to the people around the crosses.

After the guards were comfortable they had secured the crowd a safe distance from the women they allowed the laborers to drive wedges of wood between the stipes and the ground the crosses were mounted in.



Though not recorded how the women felt about their crosses being stabilized felt, several pieces of correspondence noted the women let go with painful screams with each blow of the mallets…

Tree wishes to note the following chapters were inspired by the story https://www.cruxforums.com/xf/threads/crucified-in-conversation.10567/ written by @mp5stab and @Barbaria1. Their story has little to do with this one other than inspiring it. If you haven’t yet I suggest you give it a read.

 

[Barbaria1]

Tree wishes to note the following chapters were inspired by the story https://www.cruxforums.com/xf/threads/crucified-in-conversation.10567/ written by @mp5stab and @Barbaria1. Their story has little to do with this one other than inspiring it. If you haven’t yet I suggest you give it a read.

 

[thehangingtree]

The triumvirate have been crucified. The soldiers standing guard are amazed the is no sympathy shown to the women. The commoners were pleased that the ruling woman are hanging from the crosses. The elite citizens, if not happy about the women being crucified, will not risk soiling their fine wardrobes making any effort to save the women.



Adele is spending too much energy yelling at the crowd, demanding to know how they could allow Tree to crucify her naked on the cross.



The crowd responds with jeers and lewd remarks. They make no effort to save Adele from her cross. Besides being stretched uncomfortably on the cross, she is also tormented by the sun beating on her bare flesh. Adele’s breasts hang from her chest and sweat trickles over her skin that flying insects gnaw upon. She desperately wants to wipe the sweat and shoo the insects, but with her arms nailed to the cross any such action cannot happen.



To Adele’s right, Desiree gyrates lewdly between the spikes that hold her to her cross. She is unaware of the show she is giving.



She is only trying to find relief from the pain she has never experienced before.

At the end of the row of crosses, Genevieve begs to be freed from the cross. Beneath her, Reverend Longueprique stares up at what he considers erotic the dance Genevieve doing.

She cries down “You are a man of the church. Can’t you demand they take me off the damn thing?”

Reverend Longueprique pushed down on his erect cock bulging under his robe.



In the best reverence he can muster, Reverend Longprique says “You have been condemned to death on the cross by mere mortals. I have no control of them but, if it is any comfort to you, I will pray you are blessed with a happy afterlife after the cross takes your life.”

It has been just over an hour that Adele, Desiree, and Genevieve have been raised on their crosses. As with anyone, the first hour someone is crucified is the most interesting to watch and the same is true for the women on their crosses. The pain and exhaustion of hanging from the cross begins to take its toll on them. The guards, convinced the crowd is no threat to the condemned women, allows the crowd to come closer to them. They close around the crucified women to get a closer look at the suffering women as they are slowly dying on their cross. Tree, the experienced salesman, announces a discount at his beverage tent. The crowd heads for the tent, not worried the women will go anywhere.



Clouds gather around the hill. The brief dashes of shade they provide offer little relief to the crucified women…

 

[thehangingtree]

Midday on Redemption Hill…

Adele, Desiree, and Genevieve have been crucified since early morning. After hanging from the spikes driven through their wrists for four hours, them women have started to succumb to the torture of their crucifixion. Even taking their next breath has become a chore rather than a natural function.


Adele still pleads her case should not be subjected to such torture but gets no relief from the spectators.


Desire begs for mercy but gets none. The crowd does nothing to spare her from the cross nor does anyone make an effort to stop her suffering by ending the torment of the cross by expediting her death.



Genevieve tries to hide relieving herself by squeezing her legs together when she cannot hold her bladder any longer. Though most of her pee runs down her thighs, the crowd notices it.



The guards have to hold the excited crowd back if they want their full pay from Tree…

 

[thehangingtree]

Genevieve hangs from her cross in painful humiliation. Not only has she been crucified naked before ‘mere’ commoners, they cheered as she relived herself. She glares down at the people and yells “How can you let some rogue do this to me? He has crucified your leaders naked be you. You dare to stare at our exposed bodies and cheer when I relieve myself. Have you no dignity?”



One of the crowd lewdly asks “When are you going to take a shit?”

Next to her, Desiree stretches trying to relieve her cramping muscles. She seems to ignore the crude remakes of the people beneath her and does not care that they gaze at her bare body as she squirms above them.



The thought that the only escape from her torture might be dying. That would end the inhumane torture she experiences.

Adele cannot believe the heckling they receive as they hang from their crosses. A wave of anger sweeps through her. She shouts “How dare you look at us! We are not just naked criminals being executed. We are your leaders that some bastard ran a coup and placed us here to get rid of us.”



“We should have done it ourselves. How much have you taken from us so you can live like royalty” one women yells from below.

The three women are crucified about three meters apart, not a distance that would normally preclude normal conversation, however their bodies are stretched in ways they have never been before. The sun beats down on their exposed skin soaking their skin in sweat as much as it dries their mouths.



Adele at one point turns to Desire and asks “How long are they going to torture us?”



“Until they kill us” Desiree replies. “Do you see anyone out there that will save us?”

Adele looks around not finding an even slightly sympathetic face in the crowd. She realizes there is no one going to spare her from the cross. In resignation, she says “I hurt like I never have before. I can’t stand the way I stink. I want this torture to end. Why can’t I just die right now?”



Desiree sighs “I don’t think they want us to yet.”

It is late afternoon. Adele, Desiree, and Genevieve have been crucified eight hours. Genevieve dangles near motionless from her cross. Though tortured and exhausted from hanging from her cross, her body refuses to die.

Desiree hangs from her cross, occasionally working up the energy to beg for mercy and someone kill her and finish her suffering. The crowd enjoys her begging and does nothing to grant her wish.

Even Adele begs for someone to end her suffering. In the heat of the afternoon the crowd has shrunk to under a hundred people. None of them seem willing to end the women’s suffering.



It is miraculously cruel how long the women will suffer the cross’ torment before they die from its torture.

 

[Loxuru]

When Tree sets up a coup d'état, he makes a good show of it!

 

[thehangingtree]

When Tree sets up a coup d'état, he makes a good show of it!

Tree could not make 'a good show' of it without fine victims criminals... more to come...

 

[thehangingtree]

It is early in the evening. Adele, Desiree, and Genevieve have been crucified eleven hours. The pain they have suffered along with being baked under the sun has taken its toll on them. A couple soldiers tour the hilltop to check on the women. They stop under Desiree’s cross. She mutters to the guards to end her suffering. One guard says “What do you think? Tomorrow’s the holy day. The archbishop wouldn’t want them hanging up there. Should we finish her?”

“I’d like to, but Tree said we don’t get full pay if they don’t die from being crucified” the other guard says. He looks up at Desiree and says “The cross has to kill you. Do us a favor and give it up and die.”



Reverend Longueprique tours the hill with the supposed reason of giving the women their last rites. He really wants a close look at their nude bodies before he retires to hear Sister Angel’s ‘confession’ of her perverted lust of the women crucified. He stands under Genevieve and looks at her body still contorting trying to find comfort on the cross.

Genevieve weeps “I have suffered enough. Please give me relief and finish me.”



Reverend Longueprique acts sympathetic and says “The scum of mankind has condemned you to die crucified. I am a man of God and cannot kill you to spare you from your pain. I will pray for your eternal happiness in your afterlife.”

The elite of Copulatia tour the hill in the last hour of daylight. They admire the women as they agonize on their crosses. They are both amazed at the women are still alive. They discuss how good the women look spread on their crosses.



A group of women debate whether the women would make it till the morning. One says “I doubt she will but it would only be right if she lasted through night. Imagine how bad it will be if she lives through the dark hanging like that.”

An hour of daylight will last until the sun drops below the horizon. The women still struggle to find some comfort on the cross. Adele pushes up before the shrunken crowd to take a deeper breath. The crowd lustfully approved of her effort. Adele groans “You are all sick perverts watching this thing kill me.”



It would be hard to argue with her opinion.

Tree makes a visit to the hill. He stops by Genevieve’s cross, takes a drink and a drag of his cigarette. He watches Genevieve’ breasts heave with each small breath. In a matter-of-fact tone, Tree says “You still look good up there.”

Genevieve says “Haven’t you done enough to me? We ended Jacqueline’s suffering after she was crucified for a day.”

Tree takes another puff of his smoke and says “Your flash of mercy won’t get you from dying on the cross. If you’re lucky, you’ll die during the night.”



Tree leaves Genevieve gasping for her next breath. He walks over to Adele’s cross. She is not doing much better than Genevieve. Bull is next to her cross and says “Reverend Longueprique says we should kill them before tomorrow. You want me to put a spear in her?”

“Nah, let the cross kill her” Tree replies.

Adele whimpers “Please kill me!”

Bull says “The reverend told me the archbishop says it would be a sin to leave them on the cross on the holy day. If you want I can whip her to death.”



“Fuck the archbishop. She dies from being crucified” Tree growls.

Genevieve calls over to Desiree. I cannot believe that bastard Tree is going to leave us here to suffer like this overnight!”

Desiree replies “I guess we deserve it. We did crucify that woman he had some interest in.”

“But we didn’t make her suffer overnight. We had her killed after she was crucified a day” Genevieve moans back.

“I don’t think Tree is as benevolent as we were” Desiree sighs. “I think we spend the night here.”



They fall silent. It is hard enough to breathe. There isn’t anything new to talk about.

The French woman Messaline tours the hill in the fading light. She admires how the women decorate her premium French crosses. She opens her dress enough to fondle her breasts as she looks up at Adele. Proudly she says “You look marvelous on my cross even after you have hanged from it all day!”

Adele groans “I’m glad you think so. I am sore where I didn’t know I could be.”

“Oh, dear, you are thirsty” Messaline exclaims. “They haven’t given you any water? I’ll fix that!”



Messaline ordered the guards to give the women some water. They drink as much as they can from the spear-mounted sponges.



The water eases the dryness of their mouths. They do not consider the water will only make them suffer on the crosses a little longer. It was the first mercy shown them since they climbed the hill early that morning.