The day of Quercus’ mass crucifixion arrives. When he crucifies a Roman woman, he often allows them to carry the crossbeam of their cross to their crucifixion wearing a loincloth on their final journey.
This was done to kept the woman from the embarrassment of pissing while they carry the wood. They of course were stripped of the cloth and crucified naked.
They were condemned criminals after all.
It was early in the morning when the women received the beam their arms would soon be nailed to and they would hang from during their executions. It modern times the act of crucifixion would be considered an cruel and unusual way to put someone to death, but in Quercus’ time the thought of nailing a person to the cross and hanging them from it until they died was seen as most appropriate punishment for their ‘crimes’. A mass of Quercus’ soldiers gathered around the women and mounted the beams on their shoulders, much to the crowd’s approval.
A woman named Emma was selected to be the lead of the group carrying the wood to their crucifixions. She stood naked and chilled in the cool morning air as the beam was placed on her back.
It took several soldiers to force the small woman’s arms into position to carry the beam. One could say she was not being cooperative with the idea of being crucified, but the men overcame her resistance, and she was marched out of the courtyard and onto the road to her execution.
The soldiers got a few more women ready for their death march before the prepared Messaline for her march. They loaded the heavy beam on her shoulders and began to tie it in place. Messaline complained “You can crucify me if you wish, but I should not have to carry the cross you are going to nail me to!”
“Listen, bitch, we are running your crucifixion” one guard growls as he placed his face in hers.
They force Messaline out of the courtyard and into the avenue. There are countless people staring at her naked body. She looks back at them. With her arms bound to the beam, there is nothing she can do but walk past them. She glances down at her breasts swinging freely from her chest but totally out of her reach. She looks back at the crowd.
In her native language she says “I bet you wish you had a body like mine!”
In a short time, none of the crowd watching her would think so.
As the women were marched out of the city’s gates a new insult awaited them. A man waited by the gate with the duty of hanging the spikes the women would be nailed to the cross with around their necks. While seeming a cruel thing to do as the women are being led to their crucifixions, it was sort of a necessity as it is difficult to crucify someone if you don’t have nails.
Emma is the first to have the spikes hung around her neck. She begins to climb the hill to her crucifixion site. The spikes sway against her breasts with each step she takes. Behind her a group of Messina women marvel at the size of the spikes. Several wonder if she will live long enough to be raised while others, amazed by the spikes’ size bet on whether she will piss or soil herself when the spikes are driven through her wrists and feet.
Emma snarls in a low voice “Come on up the hill and see for yourselves!”
Messaline had the spikes draped around her neck. She looks down at them and thinks “These things are going to ruin by skin!”
Barbara is coming through the gates. Already the weight of the beam is taking its toll on her. A woman turns to Quercus’ sister Joan and says “This is wearing her out. Do you think she’ll make it up the hill?”
Joan smiles and confidently says “She’ll make it. Just watch when he puts the spikes on her neck!”
About that time, the man outside the gate calls out to Barbara. “Come over here. I got something for you.”
Barbara sees the spikes dangling from the string he holds.
Barbara says “Fuck you” in English. Tree doesn’t understand exactly what she said. He figures it was nothing nice. He hangs the spikes around her neck and sends her up the hill with a rude swat to her bare ass…
This was done to kept the woman from the embarrassment of pissing while they carry the wood. They of course were stripped of the cloth and crucified naked.
They were condemned criminals after all.
It was early in the morning when the women received the beam their arms would soon be nailed to and they would hang from during their executions. It modern times the act of crucifixion would be considered an cruel and unusual way to put someone to death, but in Quercus’ time the thought of nailing a person to the cross and hanging them from it until they died was seen as most appropriate punishment for their ‘crimes’. A mass of Quercus’ soldiers gathered around the women and mounted the beams on their shoulders, much to the crowd’s approval.
A woman named Emma was selected to be the lead of the group carrying the wood to their crucifixions. She stood naked and chilled in the cool morning air as the beam was placed on her back.
It took several soldiers to force the small woman’s arms into position to carry the beam. One could say she was not being cooperative with the idea of being crucified, but the men overcame her resistance, and she was marched out of the courtyard and onto the road to her execution.
The soldiers got a few more women ready for their death march before the prepared Messaline for her march. They loaded the heavy beam on her shoulders and began to tie it in place. Messaline complained “You can crucify me if you wish, but I should not have to carry the cross you are going to nail me to!”
“Listen, bitch, we are running your crucifixion” one guard growls as he placed his face in hers.
They force Messaline out of the courtyard and into the avenue. There are countless people staring at her naked body. She looks back at them. With her arms bound to the beam, there is nothing she can do but walk past them. She glances down at her breasts swinging freely from her chest but totally out of her reach. She looks back at the crowd.
In her native language she says “I bet you wish you had a body like mine!”
In a short time, none of the crowd watching her would think so.
As the women were marched out of the city’s gates a new insult awaited them. A man waited by the gate with the duty of hanging the spikes the women would be nailed to the cross with around their necks. While seeming a cruel thing to do as the women are being led to their crucifixions, it was sort of a necessity as it is difficult to crucify someone if you don’t have nails.
Emma is the first to have the spikes hung around her neck. She begins to climb the hill to her crucifixion site. The spikes sway against her breasts with each step she takes. Behind her a group of Messina women marvel at the size of the spikes. Several wonder if she will live long enough to be raised while others, amazed by the spikes’ size bet on whether she will piss or soil herself when the spikes are driven through her wrists and feet.
Emma snarls in a low voice “Come on up the hill and see for yourselves!”
Messaline had the spikes draped around her neck. She looks down at them and thinks “These things are going to ruin by skin!”
Barbara is coming through the gates. Already the weight of the beam is taking its toll on her. A woman turns to Quercus’ sister Joan and says “This is wearing her out. Do you think she’ll make it up the hill?”
Joan smiles and confidently says “She’ll make it. Just watch when he puts the spikes on her neck!”
About that time, the man outside the gate calls out to Barbara. “Come over here. I got something for you.”
Barbara sees the spikes dangling from the string he holds.
Barbara says “Fuck you” in English. Tree doesn’t understand exactly what she said. He figures it was nothing nice. He hangs the spikes around her neck and sends her up the hill with a rude swat to her bare ass…
