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Nothing exceeds the pageantry coupled with erotic power of a good stations of a cross presentation except for perhaps a stations on a cross. The case in point here is the progress of our prisoner Martin as he endures the long slow process of crucifixion, crumbling slowly from anger and defiance, to a pleading and weeping, screaming in pain, crying out “please get me down from here”! Man crumbles into boy, the wood conquers all. The sadistic guards come up with some clever inventions here; toes bent down and nailed apart, keeping his legs slightly spread, cock out and exposed. What clever use of the sedile; not only our poor suffering prisoner’s death time extended for hours as he maneuvers up and down for the duration of his death ballet; up to attempt to allay the intense sharp pain of the wrist nails and to gasp for air; down when the pain of the nails in his feet overwhelms. Notice the knees bent out, very important in our pageant. As positioned here he can never attain locked position, take a deep full breath. Crucifixion is after all a very slow suffocation, but not the quick merciful death of a hanging.


Martin is first up for the morning, but very soon now others will join him, the stations on a cross is about to stacrucifixion pavillon single prisoner.jpg
 
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Nothing exceeds the pageantry coupled with erotic power of a good stations of a cross presentation except for perhaps a stations on a cross. The case in point here is the progress of our prisoner Martin as he endures the long slow process of crucifixion, crumbling slowly from anger and defiance, to a pleading and weeping, screaming in pain, crying out “please get me down from here”! Man crumbles into boy, the wood conquers all. The sadistic guards come up with some clever inventions here; toes bent down and nailed apart, keeping his legs slightly spread, cock out and exposed. What clever use of the sedile; not only our poor suffering prisoner’s death time extended for hours as he maneuvers up and down for the duration of his death ballet; up to attempt to allay the intense sharp pain of the wrist nails and to gasp for air; down when the pain of the nails in his feet overwhelms. Notice the knees bent out, very important in our pageant. As positioned here he can never attain locked position, take a deep full breath. Crucifixion is after all a very slow suffocation, but not the quick merciful death of a hanging.


Martin is first up for the morning, but very soon now others will join him, the stations on a cross is about to start.View attachment 362911
This is a great render! Got any plans to add more angles of this poor subject hanging there?
 
First there is one nailed up, then two, then three; the stations on the cross continues. At the crack of dawn is a crashing of nails followed by screams of pain, which awaken the villagers, drowning out the customary crowing of the roosters. Sadists are pleasantly jolted from peaceful slumber and are the first to arrive to the execution site, they’ve put aside a full day for this event and they want to be up and close, have first pick of the litter. And they’ve so much to choose from, starting with Martin and then one per hour. The chimes of the town square clock are now replaced by the screams of the condemned, one per hour on the hour.


The executioners like to be creative to incite the crowd. All prisoner are to be crucified naked, that is the mandate of our pageant in process. And as with Martin, sediles in place, cocks out and exposed. Also a new innovation, our prisoners are to nailed close to the ground, all body parts must be fully accessible for the tortures surely to come. The cruxifixion vendors are first to arrive, setting up their tables of “utensils”; spears with blades, mysterious honey concoctions, sling shots, so much to choose from.


Our second prisoner is crucified arms behind patibulum, a nice variety in this mixture. A circular pattern is emerging, as there is design to this sadistic madness. Each can now witness the other’s sufferings and anticipate the torments to come.


Yes, one per our hour up to 12, a full circle is in the making. A long day is ahead for the condemned, yet only two short for the lucky participants viewing this flesh parade. Yes, this will be a pageant, stations on the cross for the ocrucifixion pavillon first 3 of the day.jpg
 
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Really well done Jack. Great pic and love the the story that goes with it. I've never considered the time of day when related to historical crucifixions, but I supposed early AM would make sense.

...which would really suck if it were me being affixed to the wood, I'm just not a morning person ;-)
 
Really well done Jack. Great pic and love the the story that goes with it. I've never considered the time of day when related to historical crucifixions, but I supposed early AM would make sense.

...which would really suck if it were me being affixed to the wood, I'm just not a morning person ;-)

You would have to be a morning person.
You would have no choice!

Then hang all day in the sun
In front of the crowd.
Maybe I would watch you?
 
One per hour on the hour, the chill of early dawn slowly evolves into mid-morning sun, moisture already forming on the bodies of the crucified. Today will be a scorcher; this will be a long last day for them, if they are lucky enough to perish by sundown. Not too likely though, they seem strong and endurent, a delightful sight to the gathering bunch of spectators. Five are up now and the sixth prisoner Jacob assumes the position, on his knees like the dog he’s told he is, arms behind neck as the bored Centurion recites from rote: “ Jacob, who stands naked before you has been convicted of assaulting a Roman officer. There fore he is sentenced to death by crucifixion by consent of the people. Citizens of the empire what is your choice?” Paralyzed in fear our temporarily unrestrained prisoner begs and whimpers, “Friends, please spare me”. The lascivious sadists stare lustfully at the gleaming naked body before them and begin the chant. “Crucify, crucify, CRUCIFY! CRUCIFY!!”


Jacob’s death march has been a long one, as can be seen here the glistening sweat of his toils very apparent. Yet, he is a strong and sturdy lad, and unbound and no longer carrying a heavy cross has the short opportunity to rise and strike back, strangle the Centurion who pronounces sentence. Yet exhaustion and fear are now our prisoner’s rulers, the sight of the agonized faces of the unlucky ones up already and their increasingly weakening moans of pain are simply too much to bear. No ropes needed here, Jacob is not yet up on his cross but already he’s conquered. The cursing prisoner behind now carries our boy’s death frame and reluctantly follows the instructions of a guard. “Put it over there, next to the prisoner nailed up facing the others and also next to the first one, Martin. Jacob must pay for his egregious error, he will now see up close the others, join in their suffering”.


Our bored Centurion looks up momentarily as the crowd’s chant becomes frenzied and loud and then holds up his hand, motioning silence. He walks up closely to the condemned one, feels his sweaty chest with his excitedly shaking fingers, twists and pinches the nipples and looks closely into that fearful and defeated face, oh so enjoying this precious moment. He strokes himself discreetly under his toga, and only Jacob sees this. The Centurion speaks: “CRUCIFY HIM, SLOWLY”.
 

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View attachment 364614 One per hour on the hour, the chill of early dawn slowly evolves into mid-morning sun, moisture already forming on the bodies of the crucified. Today will be a scorcher; this will be a long last day for them, if they are lucky enough to perish by sundown. Not too likely though, they seem strong and endurent, a delightful sight to the gathering bunch of spectators. Five are up now and the sixth prisoner Jacob assumes the position, on his knees like the dog he’s told he is, arms behind neck as the bored Centurion recites from rote: “ Jacob, who stands naked before you has been convicted of assaulting a Roman officer. There fore he is sentenced to death by crucifixion by consent of the people. Citizens of the empire what is your choice?” Paralyzed in fear our temporarily unrestrained prisoner begs and whimpers, “Friends, please spare me”. The lascivious sadists stare lustfully at the gleaming naked body before them and begin the chant. “Crucify, crucify, CRUCIFY! CRUCIFY!!”


Jacob’s death march has been a long one, as can be seen here the glistening sweat of his toils very apparent. Yet, he is a strong and sturdy lad, and unbound and no longer carrying a heavy cross has the short opportunity to rise and strike back, strangle the Centurion who pronounces sentence. Yet exhaustion and fear are now our prisoner’s rulers, the sight of the agonized faces of the unlucky ones up already and their increasingly weakening moans of pain are simply too much to bear. No ropes needed here, Jacob is not yet up on his cross but already he’s conquered. The cursing prisoner behind now carries our boy’s death frame and reluctantly follows the instructions of a guard. “Put it over there, next to the prisoner nailed up facing the others and also next to the first one, Martin. Jacob must pay for his egregious error, he will now see up close the others, join in their suffering”.


Our bored Centurion looks up momentarily as the crowd’s chant becomes frenzied and loud and then holds up his hand, motioning silence. He walks up closely to the condemned one, feels his sweaty chest with his excitedly shaking fingers, twists and pinches the nipples and looks closely into that fearful and defeated face, oh so enjoying this precious moment. He strokes himself discreetly under his toga, and only Jacob sees this. The Centurion speaks: “CRUCIFY HIM, SLOWLY”.
this is so horny. please continue with this lovely story. more photos of them all being crucified
 
The night before a crucifixion is always a fun one for the Centurions and guards, it’s their last chance to establish “intimate” contact with the prisoners they are in charge of executing. And, given the inevitable outcome these officers of the empire are pretty much given free reign; after all it is the reign of terror. The terrified condemned here are awakened from an already troubled sleep, taken by guards to the torture chamber where they are shown the “play toys” and explained the methods of application. They are ordered to strip, paralyzed now in fear they obey.


Peter out first guard, a practiced sadist, orders his prisoner to lie on the rack to which he is secured. The guard laughs then to the others, “Our theme tomorrow is to crucify prisoners of equal height, at equal height, close to the ground and accessible to all of course”. He then turns the torture wheel as our victim screams. Peter looks down, smiles sympathetically but in sadistic delight. “Come on boy, you can do it, we’re gonna put just one more inch on ‘ya”. Another guard approaches with a bloodied wooden peg as our prisoner gazes in pained horror. He positions it at the exposed anal opening, then withdraws. “We’ve got a tight one here Peter he chuckles”. Then unexpectedly he positions himself between the poor victim’s knees, and enters. The penetration is at first slow and painful, skin being torn as it’s the first “invasion”. The guard then thrusts in and out at furious pace. “Nice and tight you are boy. Peter, it looks like we’ll be crucifying a virgin”.


Aticus, the other guard smiles at his prisoner and applies the red hot pins. “That’s it, scream nice and loud. I would cut your balls off here, but will save that job for the crowd tomorrow. You’re a looker boy; a lot of guys will want a chance at you”.


As this all goes on our thief is then brought to the dungeon. The guards look over and smile as torturing their prisoners, then whistle. “We’ve got a real beaut here” laughs Peter joyously. “Strip down prisoner, come on in and join the fun”.
 
Most of the times i don't enjoy 3d models but the history is great.!
It hasn't been 2 weeks since my last cf and i am wanting another one ><. Reading this forum doesn't help! ;).

I want to rest!
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I agree, normally CGI doesn't do much for me either. But these, along with the stories, really work for me.

Btw - just curious, do you self-crux or do you have help? Hoping that loin cloth falls off sometime soon :)
 
I agree, normally CGI doesn't do much for me either. But these, along with the stories, really work for me.

Btw - just curious, do you self-crux or do you have help? Hoping that loin cloth falls off sometime soon :)
what a nice smooth lithe body you have. You'll fit in nicely with the rest in my story. I am looking you over now; pronouncing sentence. " Ulf, who stands semi naked before you has been convicted of assaulting a Roman officer. There fore he is sentenced to death by crucifixion by consent of the people. What is your verdict crowd, shall we strip him naked for his execution?"
 
what a nice smooth lithe body you have. You'll fit in nicely with the rest in my story. I am looking you over now; pronouncing sentence. " Ulf, who stands semi naked before you has been convicted of assaulting a Roman officer. There fore he is sentenced to death by crucifixion by consent of the people. What is your verdict crowd, shall we strip him naked for his execution?"
 
My tied man today morning. Blowjob in crux position before going to work. If you have some ideas for the next time.... ;)

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i think i certainly got some ideas for that ;)-
maybe you should put him in chastity the day before and do the blowjob when you free him from his cage :).
you might also want to tie him to the bed in crux position or use some other piece of furniture to tie him up over night ;). how about that? :)
 
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