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Crosses in Minnesota

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“Hey lady! Release us right now!” demanded a very angry Barb “Your boss couldn't be serious about killing us!”


“Oh, he is believe me. He is very serious and ruthless about his appetites. So the answer is no, I won't release you” answered the woman.
“And now listen to me” she continued before Barb had a chance to continue “Arthur and the others will come soon, but I wanted a few minutes with you alone.
My name is Alba”

“Alba, obviamente has servido en el Ejército de los Estados Unidos o en los Marines ¿Cómo has llegado a ser una delincuente y una asesina? (Alba, you have obviously served in the U.S. Army or the Marines, how have you become a thug and an assassin?)” I said to her in Spanish, guessing her family origins south of Rio Grande.

I was right. “¡Dinero por supuesto Carlos! ¿Qué otra cosa podría ser? (Money of course Carlos! What else is in there?)” She answered amused in correct Spanish with a nice Mexican accent. ”And maybe a little of deviant arousal too.

I was just a sergeant in the Rangers. You were an officer in your air force. I read it in your file. Sorry Sir. Nothing personal!”

She came to me and looking intently into my eyes she said:

“If you accept Arthur's choice, something I strongly advice, I will take care of you,” said Alba. She was now wearing tights and a blouse, both in black.

“What?” I answered not understanding her.

“I mean that I will nail you to your cross. Don't worry I will do a good job”

Therefore, she was in charge of killing me. She was my executioner! These thoughts made me shiver and my erection grew a couple of notches. Alba, noticing it, smiled.

In fact, the two women present, were looking at my sex in disbelief.

One clothed and about to kill me. The other Barb, naked and tied like me. And about to die with me.

I blushed in deep humiliation.

“You can't understand how pervert I am obviously. I can't understand myself nor why all this excites me so much!”

“Well, I have seen enough things in my life, So I don't judge anymore.” Said Alba, still smiling.

“You know me! I would be the last to criticize a weird fantasy,” said Barb.” Even when fantasy becomes deadly reality...I am a little aroused too!”

“Thanks” I continued “But it really puzzles me. I have always been a fighter in real life. Never submitted, but I can't help it. The idea of being crucified by you” I said looking at Alba “Next to you” I continued with my eyes on Barb now “Excites me incredibly! I don't know any longer who I am!”

“Give up trying to understand.” Alba spoke “It’s the way you are.

You are both the former officer and airline captain, always responsible and in in charge, and the excited submissive about to be crucified.

Back to the issue, trust me, you have no choices left.

Arthur have been planning this for a very long time, and since he saw you for real Barb,” Alba said looking now at her “He became restless and totally obsessed with you. There is not a single chance he would give up on this and let you go, believe me.

So, why not let those feelings take over ad live your ultimate fantasy while dying? Again, it is your only choice. And I have to confess, that I would rather witness the short and slightly less brutal version of the event. I am quite kinky, but not a sadistic.” Finished Alba.


“I guess it’s something worth of consideration. Anyway, I am afraid the moment you hammer the first nail, I will regret all this years of silly unrealistic day-dreaming. Only the pain will matter!” I answered, after some pondering.

“Perhaps not. I have been told that the drug really does wonders.” Alba continued.

“What do you think Barb?” I asked turning to her.

“You know how rebellious I am. I hate submitting to this people, but if we are going to die, I prefer to do it with less pain and living at least some of my fantasies during our execution”

I looked at Alba and told her:

“All right, if we accept, I want you to do something for us”

“What? If you are going to ask for a blow job when you are crucified, count on it!”

“That would be appreciated greatly, but I want venganza, revenge. I want Arthur Willie to suffer the same destiny that await us!” I said with rage.

“Wow! Arthur thrashing naked in a cross!” Alba said while smiling wryly.

Before I could say anything else, the door opened again and Arthur and the others returned.

“So how is going to be? Did you make up your minds?” He asked standing now in front of us.

“We will take your offer, you dirty bastard” said Barb with evident hate in her voice.

“Good decision darling. First of all, let's get you injected with the first dose of the drug.”

One of the operatives got a syringe from a pouch and went to Barbs tight little bottom and pointed the needle to her left buttock.

“Stay still now.”

Barb obeyed and he injected the contents of the syringe in her lovely bum while she gasped slightly. Then he came to me with a second injection and I received my own dose.

“The bad news is that your life expectancy has dropped now to a few days, even if you didn't end up crucified” Arthur stated “The good news is that you will soon start to see your crucifixion in a different light. Take them now to their cell” He finished addressing now the team. He turned around and left.

We were then released from the stakes and with our hands again secured at our backs and our ankles hobbled we were led by a side door to a cell with a front made of steel bars.

Alba and one of the men were now with us.

Once they got us inside, we were instructed to pass our hands through the spaces between bars and they released our wrists.

“The bath room is through that door. You may use it and after that you may copulate if you feel so inclined”

Barb went first and me after she finished. The bathroom was nice and well equipped, but with nothing that could be used to try an escape. When I came out, I found Barb seating on the wide bed that occupied the center of the cell.

I stood there not knowing very well what to do next.

The situation was very bizarre and, of course, frightening.

Even my penis was now soft.

“I can’t believe this is really happening” Barb said looking at me. “I can’t believe we are about to be crucified for real. In Minnesota in the 21st. Century!”

I remained silent. What could I say?

“But on the other hand, it looks quite real” my beautiful cell mate continued “I am convinced that what they said about the drug it’s true. What do you think Carlos?”

“I agree with you.” I reluctantly admitted.

“So, we are going to die crucified tomorrow. You know? That, somehow simplify things”

“Simplify? What? I don't follow you Barb” I asked.

“Yes, we are condemned no matter what. That is a fact, so there is nothing we can do to avoid that. There is no point in resisting now, and I am not only talking about to physically resisting. It is difficult to explain Carlos, but since there is no turning back now, somehow is easier for me to accept my fate.

The fantasies that aroused me so much in the past are about to become real!”

I remained still silent and she kept talking.

“My mind is a turmoil of emotions and conflicting feelings. Probably in part, because of the drug. But the fact is that I am terrified about our imminent execution, but also I can’t help to feel excited”.

“I understand Barb. I am experiencing the same conflicting emotions and I guess we will be feeling those until the very end”.

“So perhaps we should just try to enjoy this ultimate experience as much as we can and try to support each other. Don't you think?” She asked.

“Yes. I think you are right. And you can count on me. I will do my best to help you to get as much as possible from what we are being forced to live”. I told her.

She stood up and came to me. I found her incredibly sexy and felt my erection returning.

She was very close now and I could smell her subtle and lovely perfume.

She reached out with her hand and caressed my sex. It felt incredible. We embraced. Her skin was silky and warm.

I descended her landing strip with my fingertips until I found her soft folds.

She gasped.

My mind was telling me that she was doing this out of compassion probably, but still…

Very soon we were doing passionate and tender love. Wild and considerate at the same time.

After, we rested in each other's arms. We dozed at times and made love again.

Before we realized it was dawn. We got a shower together and got ready.

Soon they returned. Our crucifixion was about to start!
 
Curiousity for the experience is gradually creeping into the minds, and replacing fear?:rolleyes:

I can’t believe we are about to be crucified for real. In Minnesota in the 21st. Century
Are you suggesting that there states - I shall not mention Arkansas names - where crucifixion is still daily business?:oops:

Since this is a fantasy, I wrote for myself a torrid scene with Barb :aplastao:
Naughty Carlos!;)
 
“Stay still now.”
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Barb obeyed and he injected the contents of the syringe in her lovely bum while she gasped slightly. Then he came to me with a second injection and I received my own dose.
And just where did you find that pic of my tight little?? :confused:
 
It's bad when they die. And the violence of the strong against the weak and the rich against the poor is even worse.
Indeed, it's just that as a fantasy fetish it's just perfect like this! :ole:
 
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