Rosetta’s execution day arrives. She is brought from the cellar dungeon into the courtyard. Besides the rope binding her hands she wears nothing. The guards’ commander says “Free her hands. Not even a senator’s daughter can carry a cross with her hands bound like that.”
Rosetta’s hands are freed but the relief is short-lived. A cross is placed on her shoulder. Angry, Rosetta asks “What am I to do with this?”
“Carry it up the hill, Rosetta” the commander says. “Without it, we would have you to a tree.”
The options are not good, but a cross has to be better than a tree. Rosetta begins dragging the cross through the crowd that has come to see her nailed to it. They shout vulgar things about how good such a noble woman will look like nailed to the cross. She cannot believe that she was going to be nailed to the cross she carries and mere commoners will be able to watch it happen to her.
Not having a woman carry the cross she will be crucified on before, Quercus made it a short route to the hill where Rosetta will be crucified. A healthy young woman, Rosetta had little difficulty carrying the cross. The soldiers’ whips kept her motivated even as she dragged the cross she would soon be nailed to and hang naked from until it finished her.
At the hill’s crest the cross was taken from Rosetta’s shoulder. She stood naked before a shoddily dressed man and covered her breasts. She glared at the man and asked “Are you going to nail me to the cross?”
“No, I’m just a carpenter your father hired to make sure they crucify you the right way” the man replies.
Rosetta does all she can to keep from peeing on herself as she realizes not only will she be crucified, but her father has blessed the action! While this was happening, the soldiers had taken the beam from the cross and stood the stipe in a hole in the ground. She is taken to the beam her arms would be nailed to and her arms were tied to it in a most revealing way. One of the soldiers removes his clothes and kneels between her legs. As he rams his hard cock into her, he says “Let’s see in a senator’s daughter fucks as good as common whore.”
Rosetta cannot believe she is defiled in such a way before the commoners. He explodes a load of his cum deep in her pussy. As he climbs off her he says “Not bad, Rosetta. Gentlemen, nail this bitch to the cross.”
As horrible as the thought of being crucified was, the reality was beyond Rosetta’s wildest imagination. Three soldiers grabbed her limbs, one on each arm and the third held her ankles. The first spike was pounded through her wrist and into the wood of the cross. Rosetta had never felt such pain before and howled like a wounded animal.
The carpenter cautioned the soldier on her right wrist “Be careful not to hit her bones. We don’t want her to pass out before she is up on the cross.”
Rosetta’s wrists were nailed to the beam and the crew lifted the beam with her attached to it to mount it on the stipe. The pain from hanging from the spikes overwhelmed Rosetta and a stream of her pee squirted from her pussy.
The crew dropped the beam onto the stipe, knocking the air from Rosetta. Instead of nailing her feet to the stipe, one of the men lifted her legs as another hammered an animal’s horn into the stipe. Breathlessly Rosetta asked “What are you doing?”
“Just giving you something to sit on. We wouldn’t want you to die too quickly.”
Rosetta’s feet were then nailed to the cross. Despite the pain, she held herself up and refused to take the horn up her ass.
Finally the pain was more than she could take and Rosetta impaled herself on the cornu.
She let loose a horrific scream as she settled on the cornu. No one was sure if it hurt more than the spikes holding her to the face of the cross…
Rosetta’s hands are freed but the relief is short-lived. A cross is placed on her shoulder. Angry, Rosetta asks “What am I to do with this?”
“Carry it up the hill, Rosetta” the commander says. “Without it, we would have you to a tree.”
The options are not good, but a cross has to be better than a tree. Rosetta begins dragging the cross through the crowd that has come to see her nailed to it. They shout vulgar things about how good such a noble woman will look like nailed to the cross. She cannot believe that she was going to be nailed to the cross she carries and mere commoners will be able to watch it happen to her.
Not having a woman carry the cross she will be crucified on before, Quercus made it a short route to the hill where Rosetta will be crucified. A healthy young woman, Rosetta had little difficulty carrying the cross. The soldiers’ whips kept her motivated even as she dragged the cross she would soon be nailed to and hang naked from until it finished her.
At the hill’s crest the cross was taken from Rosetta’s shoulder. She stood naked before a shoddily dressed man and covered her breasts. She glared at the man and asked “Are you going to nail me to the cross?”
“No, I’m just a carpenter your father hired to make sure they crucify you the right way” the man replies.
Rosetta does all she can to keep from peeing on herself as she realizes not only will she be crucified, but her father has blessed the action! While this was happening, the soldiers had taken the beam from the cross and stood the stipe in a hole in the ground. She is taken to the beam her arms would be nailed to and her arms were tied to it in a most revealing way. One of the soldiers removes his clothes and kneels between her legs. As he rams his hard cock into her, he says “Let’s see in a senator’s daughter fucks as good as common whore.”
Rosetta cannot believe she is defiled in such a way before the commoners. He explodes a load of his cum deep in her pussy. As he climbs off her he says “Not bad, Rosetta. Gentlemen, nail this bitch to the cross.”
As horrible as the thought of being crucified was, the reality was beyond Rosetta’s wildest imagination. Three soldiers grabbed her limbs, one on each arm and the third held her ankles. The first spike was pounded through her wrist and into the wood of the cross. Rosetta had never felt such pain before and howled like a wounded animal.
The carpenter cautioned the soldier on her right wrist “Be careful not to hit her bones. We don’t want her to pass out before she is up on the cross.”
Rosetta’s wrists were nailed to the beam and the crew lifted the beam with her attached to it to mount it on the stipe. The pain from hanging from the spikes overwhelmed Rosetta and a stream of her pee squirted from her pussy.
The crew dropped the beam onto the stipe, knocking the air from Rosetta. Instead of nailing her feet to the stipe, one of the men lifted her legs as another hammered an animal’s horn into the stipe. Breathlessly Rosetta asked “What are you doing?”
“Just giving you something to sit on. We wouldn’t want you to die too quickly.”
Rosetta’s feet were then nailed to the cross. Despite the pain, she held herself up and refused to take the horn up her ass.
Finally the pain was more than she could take and Rosetta impaled herself on the cornu.
She let loose a horrific scream as she settled on the cornu. No one was sure if it hurt more than the spikes holding her to the face of the cross…
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