Thessela
Beloved slavegirl
She is certainly worth the spectacle
She?
I am talking about a cute boy
She is certainly worth the spectacle
Aaaah, i See the guy now . And yes, he is good . He is worth a spectacle or some sexual abuse as well .She?
I am talking about a cute boy
And how utterly wonder Ulf would be displayed in an outdoor Easter Passion Of Christ drama. Crowds would gather from far and wide to look at his body nailed to a cross in that perfectly fitting loincloth. Crucify Him, Crucify Him, Crucify Him all the crowds would keep chanting aloud.It's okay, shy is sexy!
I just hope Ken Darling who runs DreamBoyBondage gets his hands on you someday.
Finally someone with true idea of a sedile Nice job !!!!I haven't posted in this thread for a while, here are some Mike Carcel drawings for you
Last one is exciting i Like a following one of that as the executioners are rapeing the preety boy ass while nailing himtime for more
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i see the castration and emasculation as the last act of the execution... till than there is a long fantasy....Who says I would go near you? I would only wanna see a handsome, fit and interesting man on a cross! Does that include you? I wouldn't know!
Someone looking like Daniel Craig or Javier Bardem perhaps might be in great peril, but most men would be left absolutely unharmed by sweet me
In fact getting ones manhood sliced off by me must be considered a great compliment to a man's appearance up there
I get help for that. It will fall at some pointI 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
Definitely that's something i want to experience.And how utterly wonder Ulf would be displayed in an outdoor Easter Passion Of Christ drama. Crowds would gather from far and wide to look at his body nailed to a cross in that perfectly fitting loincloth. Crucify Him, Crucify Him, Crucify Him all the crowds would keep chanting aloud.
superb image ... what was nextThere has been a change in government and this could not have happened at a worse time for our prisoner. Not only has the death penalty been re-confirmed after years of stymies in the courts, but by deliberate manipulation of the laws the method left unspecified, now at the discretion of local authorities who in turn pass on the decision to prison officials. Often the executioner gets the final call.
Once a lowly paid position of the prison totem pole, the state sanctioned "killer" can often be persuaded by private citizens so desiring to employ the cruelest and most primitive methods. anything goes when nothing is specified by law. Money talks, as they say.
The flood gates are now open, Jacob is first on the docket. He freezes, stares in fear through the door to the prison yard, just beyond the sinks. Yes it is the wood, a.k.a the crucifixion cross. The executioner in green, a known sadist by those in death row, beckons, teasing our boy with 4 glistening spikes in the palms of his hand.
"Come forward now Jacob, your eager public has paid good money and they want to enjoy your slow execution".
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the guy in front is really sweat...One of the hottest crucifixion pageants ever, take a look at these bods! Take a look at the thief to left, sit back and dream, imagine him now naked and nailed. Man I wish this could have been done like that.
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”.
It is now hours into the public crucifixion and our prisoners in the Pavillon have come a long way in their slow journey to death but have so much a long way to go. It is of no help that today is a scorcher, and as our boys are naked and exposed they are subject to all of the elements of nature. Solar intervention is relentless, the rays of sun cast down from the gods above transforming the once fair skinned Martin and all the rest to burnt relics of themselves. Crucifixion is not a beauty contest, our prisoners here are so much like bacon on the grill, once appetizing meat frying and sizzling, becomin almost unrecognizable in form. Crucifixion is however an entertaining death ballet, it is so much fun to watch once brave men squirm like worms on hooks in desperate search of a position to at least somewhat alleviate pain, always to fail in this effort. Exhaustion sets in, but they will always thrash about desperately till near the very end in desperate search of relief.
Yes, things could not get worse now for our boys up on the wood, yet now something happens that sends chills up the spines of all of them, despite the desert heat. Yes, it is the crucifixion practitioner Teiresias, named for the blind prophet in mythology. He to is a prophet of sorts, once one of the lead centurions before blinded in battle, he's very experienced in how the cross works, and has crucified many. Much feared in his day and very much a practiced sadist he always knew how to inflict maximal pain in the application of nails, each prisoner always done differently. He was always one to one in his approach to crucifixion, and that is the case today.
He motions silence to the laughing and jeering crowd and walks by the crosses prisoner to prisoner, relying now on his sense of smell and hearing, the frying bacon above pretty much blurred messes. There is a slight breeze now and our prophet puts his nose to the wind to make a careful assessment as the vulnerable prisoners gaze down in horror. They know he cannot see them, yet feel naked as they've never felt naked before.
Teiresias speaks. "The three prisoners to the end, they seem to moan less and I sense more of a death smell in them, as if they are taking to easy and quick an exit from life. Especially the one on the middle cross, I hear less from him, perhaps his head his drooping, he will be the first to perish? No such luck for him I say. Centurion you must re-nail him, always remember the position of nails on the wrist, so crucial in the art of crucifixion. And, by the way, I cannot see to confirm, but I'm guessing these three are without sediles to support their asses. Please peg them now without delay. I have a busy schedule today, another crucifixion to attend to."
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Our young thief has finally arrived, stands obedient in the crucifixion Pavilion yet gazes in horror at the suffering on display. It finally sinks in to him that he's next up. And his timing could not be worse. It is just now that Teiresias leaves the scene, almost accidently bumps into our poor prisoner. The blind but all seeing and all knowing profit senses something wonderful here before him, and with his trembling old fingers traces the supple young skin, a body so perfectly formed. Without permission, and of course he needs none, he strips the boy, grasping the loin cloth and ripping it off. He fondles the surprisingly large and wonderfully shaped genitalia, grasping the testicles and twisting them, taken in the scent of fear and pain and humiliation. "Lovely, just lovely, he gasps. Centurion, my duties of state will have to wait, I want to personally execute this lovely young man."Great story! Can hardly wait for the next one!
First to go was Ali.
He was teared on the ground by the soldiers, and Hasan was roped by the hands and feet on one of the pillars in order to see what will happen and to prevent him from running.
The master was turning toward the cheering crowd with 2 half metre fat wooden sedils in his hand and proclaimed:” Let the execution begin!”
Ali was still tied by his hands on the wooden piece and his beautiful body glanced in the sun by the sweat. He didn't understood what the master was saying but soon he will find out. The slave master turned toward him and ask the soldiers if they were ready... and they were... Than he order 2 of the soldiers to grab Ali by the bare large feet and spread them open large. The half erect dick and the fat balls of the guy felt over his stomach muscles and his rose ass emerged from his soft hairy ass cheeks. 2 Soldiers were grabbed each hairy leg and 2 were on each of Ali's arms pushing them toward the patibulum. Ali groans and starts swirl on the ground crashed by the weight of the soldiers sitting on his arms and spreaded the palms to relax...His swirls and cursed as well as the beautiful body that gonna be nailed turned on the 5 soldiers and their dicks started to rise from under their uniforms. The free one looked at the master and the master granted his plea with a loose gesture... Ali stared at the soldiers erection and screamed from the top of his lungs”Noooo!!!!” The soldier came over him looking and grimmed at the nice looking body, turned himself close to the soft furred ass whole and caressed the firm ass cheeks spreading them with his hands. Ali bursted in screams and his body started to contorsinate as he tried to escape the rape that was coming... The soldier laughed and spit a huge spit on the rose guy ass that quickly swirls his ass cheeks into a lubrified place.
The 8 inch soldier dick was placed near the rose butt hole and the soldier started to fuck the young guy ass, as Ali screams and muscle contracted with the pain of penetration. Hasan was staring at Ali s muscle body as he was fucked and got an instant hardon and he realized how stupid he was when they attacked the master. But Hassan was not the only one who had an instant hard on, all the soldiers that kept the arms and spreaded legs of the fine guy was up too. Their hard cocks emerged from under their uniforms and that view pleased the master. The soldier who fucks Ali vigorously is becoming close to its orgasm and the master was looking close to its butt as the soldier ass hole strached as long as his cum was filling the slave ass...
”Good job man!” the master said. ”Next!”
The soldier who just camed switch his post with one the soldiers that kept the spreaded feets of the slave and the cock of his comrade emerged in a strong hardon. The way in was easy now because of the cum inside the slaves ass and the soldier stick his hard cock inside the slave ass as his head fallen on back with pleasure. A pleasure whisper emerged from his hairy chest as he started to fuck that ass, and Ali screams turned to moaning of pleasure too. The soldier sitting of his hands turned both toward his beautiful face and they kept the tied slave hands with one hand as they jerked with the other looking at their comrade who fucks the lovely ass. Ali moans and his cock was ready to explode but the slave master was on duty, and grabbed the thick slave cock and balls and squezze them until the soldier cumm filled the ass so Ali could not sprout his seed. The other leg keeper turned toward Ali s ass as he was switched by the soldier who just cummed and a firm 10 inch dick forced the slave ass again.
The pain of a bigger cock inside his ass took a sharp scream from Ali s chest and a swirl of his ass around the soldiers hard cock finished that big cock instantly filling Ali s ass with rivers of cumm. Instantly the soldiers on the slaves hands cummed on his face and chest filling him with their loads. They all moaned with pleasure, but the master was not pleased. ”Pathetic” he said, and let loose the slaves dick and balls as he raised atop of his body.
”I will show you how to do it! ” told him to the soldiers, ”Just prepare the nails for the next step!”
Hasan cummed at the same time with the 3 soldiers and strange thought was crossing his head as he looked at the ordeal of his shamed and raped buddy. Until now it was mostly pleasure and soft pain this crucifixion, and the boy was not yet realizing what follows next.
The slave master 12 inch thick dick was now ready to come into action. He smile with a strange look toward the slave at his feet and as he closed to Ali s site, the slave saw the monster cock .
”Noooo! Noooo! Not again! Not with that cock!” the young slave yelled and started to swirl his body in the hands of his captors. The soldiers got now firm on his extremities and the two on the hands dragged the nails and hammers near them softly as the young slave was concentrated on the masters huge cock.
”Yeesss! Yesss! the master said, ”IT IS MY TIME TO BE ATOP OF YOU! You prick, you tried to kill me and it is payback time”... and he plunged his dick inside the hot ravaged ass as the soldiers cumm from inside started to came out of the ass hole and fill Ali”s arched back and stomach muscles . Hasan remained silent and his dick was still firm staring at the monstrous cock disappearing in Ali s ass hole and at the cumm that got out.
The screams of Ali pleased the master and also the mob that was around lookin and jerking at this view.
The master started to pump him hard and to jerk the young slave, looking in his terrified eyes. Ali tried to avoid the pain in his ass as he done it before with the last soldier bat the master was best. The moves of Ali s hips just excited him harder, and soon the young slave got a very big opened ass hole awaiting for the masters cumm. Master stroked the young slave hard big cock with one hand as he fucked and felt the pulsing strokes of slave s blood inside his firm hand. When the pulse becomes stronger and stronger and the orgasm was coming soon he raised his head toward the soldiers that was waiting over the slave left hand whit the big nails and wood hammer ready to act.
Ali moans and screams and he feels suddenly a hot warm in his pelvis as the orgasm approaches. It was the time.
Master jerked Ali s cock rapidly and pumped his ass harder and faster with his eyes on the the nail that approaches the slave`s wrist. The orgasm of both the master and slave stroked them both, and a river of cumm was pumped out of the young slave dick. Such a pleasure!!!!crossed the mind of Ali for a second.
A blink of master`s eye and the hammer falled onto the nail on Ali left wrist and suddenly the orgasm was transformed into a sharp pain, a mixture of pain and pleasure that brought mad screams from Ali`s chest. The pain and screams continued as the master filled the young slave ass with his cumm, shaked by a big orgasm with his eyes staring the bloody nailed wrist and his hand jerking Ali s cock. For one minute he stood inside that hot ass enjoying that hot pulsing sensation and the screams that came from Ali, and he extracted his cock out of that ass and as he kept the slave from his hair he put his huge cock full of cumm all over the condamned face.
”That was awesome!” master said... i haven't had an orgasm like that in years.
Ali fainted from the pain.
The big show that master gave to the audience brought applauses and few cumm jets from the hard jerking male audience.
A splash of water put Ali back to his senses. He laid down completely now and the soldiers rest for a minute, before grabbing back his bare feets again. The pain in his left arm was so vivid and the asshole became hotter and hotter second by second as the sphincters try to contract.
The master takes one of the thick half metre sedile with big bulbs onto one of the tops and turns towards the slave.
”Ouch Ouch, my ass is like fire!” the slave moaned and groaned.
”Oh...!” ”Your ass is on fire ? You liked the dicks inside it haven't you?” the master replayed. ”I can give you back something to fuck, but this time it will be yourself that will do the job! ” And he showed the fat sedile to Ali s site . ”This will keep you up until you die” .
Ali yelled ”Nooo! Nooo! Not anymore ...!” but the master ordered the 2 soldiers on slaves feets to spread him again. Ali started to swirl and the wound in the wrist started to excruciate the pain all over his body. The slave master look at the young male ass that try to contract in from of his eyes and he make his fingers as a shovel blade and opened it back together with the screams of Ali.
The master feels the hot cumm inside slave`s rectum and he let it come out all over his strong arm, moisturizing his fist like a lube. He began to pump his fist inside of slaves ass, as the screams become harder. He starts to firmly massage the prostate from inside, and Ali felt his cock rising again. A confusing feeling made him moan and the arm of the master was in and out from his ass hole. Ali felt his dick so hard and the hand so inside his guts, that the pain from his left wrist was forgotten and replaced with this new feeling of pain and pleasure that made him groan as he was fisted.
”You prick! You got hard again!” laughed the master as he saw the boner of the fat slave cock. ”You are enjoying it, don't you?!” ”Tie his balls soldier!” he ordered and a soldier put a leather rope around the slave balls and squeezed them in a big red purple sack, forcing the slave big dick head to rise upper in the air.
The master enjoyed that view and put his other hand on the young male cock as he was fisting him with the other. The cock got harder and pulsing again and Ali felt his orgasm approaching again. As the first time he ignored the soldiers around him and as the last time when the rivers of cumm spreaded all over his body the hammer was falling onto the nail on his right wrist in completion of the first part of the crucifixion.
The pain from his wrists made his orgasm even stronger and longer as he struggle between pain and pleasure in agony.
”Lift him!” said the master and ropes was pulled over the pillar and start lifting the screaming slave still sustained through his ass hole by master left arm. When the slave big cock still erect reached the height of master mouth he order the soldiers to stop. Hot drops of cumm emerged from the big red cock head and the master tasted them with his tongue. They were sweet and soured and masters mouth soon engorged the whole big dick and start sucking the over excited head as his fingers excites the slaves prostate again from inside. Strong shakings of the naked slave and screams accompanied that sucking and Ali s prostate released again incontrolable rivers of cum in master hungry mouth.
what movie is that picture from?There has been a change in government and this could not have happened at a worse time for our prisoner. Not only has the death penalty been re-confirmed after years of stymies in the courts, but by deliberate manipulation of the laws the method left unspecified, now at the discretion of local authorities who in turn pass on the decision to prison officials. Often the executioner gets the final call.
Once a lowly paid position of the prison totem pole, the state sanctioned "killer" can often be persuaded by private citizens so desiring to employ the cruelest and most primitive methods. anything goes when nothing is specified by law. Money talks, as they say.
The flood gates are now open, Jacob is first on the docket. He freezes, stares in fear through the door to the prison yard, just beyond the sinks. Yes it is the wood, a.k.a the crucifixion cross. The executioner in green, a known sadist by those in death row, beckons, teasing our boy with 4 glistening spikes in the palms of his hand.
"Come forward now Jacob, your eager public has paid good money and they want to enjoy your slow execution".
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I'm mostly straight, but to me a man on a cross isn't as exciting as a woman. Is it just me, or do other women think the same thing? Is it perhaps because I am imagining that its me on that cross? Wondering
WHo cares what you think it is a male crux thread, plenty of fem stuff in the other threads. Go there to indulge fem fantasies