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Crumera's Crosstober Celebrations 2024
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Cella
Spectator
POV = point of view? Whatever could you boys be looking at?
crumera
Crucifier of Pixels
Please Domina, why me?
Domina was divorced by her husband.
She got rid of any slave that slept with him out of spite.
Marika, domina's personal sexslave got crucified as well.
Her pleas to speak to her mistress were ignored as she was led to the last cross.
An hour later, she saw her mistress approaching.
Hopeful she asked her mistress,
if she had come to take her down.
Her mistress just shook her head.
Then walked around the other crosses.
Marika never got an answer to her question: "Why me?"
Domina was divorced by her husband.
She got rid of any slave that slept with him out of spite.
Marika, domina's personal sexslave got crucified as well.
Her pleas to speak to her mistress were ignored as she was led to the last cross.
An hour later, she saw her mistress approaching.
Hopeful she asked her mistress,
if she had come to take her down.
Her mistress just shook her head.
Then walked around the other crosses.
Marika never got an answer to her question: "Why me?"
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Cella
Spectator
"Mistress, please! Please take me down! It . . . it hurts so bad!"
"Why should I, you worthless slave? You betrayed me! Why do you think I crucified all the others? Hmm."
"I . . . I honestly do not know. Please! Give the order to pull these nails out and take me down. I am you loyal servant. You know that, mistress. I . . . I love you."
"Bah! All these cunts slept with my former husband. They were never loyal to me, only to him. So I had them crucified."
"But . . . but I never slept with your husband, mistress. Never! I've never been with a man . . . never had any man's cock in me. I'm a virgin! Oh please take me down, I'm in agony!"
"I never said you slept with my husband, did I? Did I accuse you of that?"
"No mistress, you didn't. But . . . but did any of them falsely accuse me?"
"No. Under the threat of torture if they lied, they all admitted to sleeping with my husband, but they never accused you of sleeping with him, In fact, they all said you never fucked him."
"Then why . . . why, mistress, did you have me crucified with them?"
"Because, you disloyal cunt, because you slept with them! The other female slaves! You betrayed me with them! You were my personal sex slave. Your body--your fucking pussy--belonged to me alone. Yet you were having sex with them. I felt great affection for you, especially considering my husband's disloyalty, which I knew about. But you, too, betrayed me you fucking bitch! You betrayed me no differently than my worthless ex-husband. So I reserved the last cross for you."
"Please, I'll be faithful to you, you alone mistress. Have me taken down, please? I love . . . love you . . ."
"No. Even if you survived you'd be a cripple for the rest of your life. How could you possibly pleasure me with a crippled body? The nails have already caused too much damage. You're worthless to me. No. You were justly crucified and will die alongside all these other disloyal slaves."
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crumera
Crucifier of Pixels
I endorse this addition.
it is great!
crumera
Crucifier of Pixels
Three for two
Soldier: "I was told to prepare two crosses, for a mom and her daughter."
Officer: "Well the cousin has to be crucified as well, just make do!
"Mind you, all have to face the road!"
Seems like the carpenter of the group has found a solution.
without getting a new cross erected
Soldier: "I was told to prepare two crosses, for a mom and her daughter."
Officer: "Well the cousin has to be crucified as well, just make do!
"Mind you, all have to face the road!"
Seems like the carpenter of the group has found a solution.
without getting a new cross erected
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Loxuru
Graf von Kreuzigung
Why complain!? She has a leading position in th group!
The most humiliating for these women was, that, for the sake of balance, all three had to step upon a scale, to measure their body weight! No woman likes it that this becomes public!
crumera
Crucifier of Pixels
Irna&Nioba
The overseer whipped Irna's back 40 times, it hurt a lot, but fortunately they used a light whip.
An hour later while she was still recovering,the carnifex showed up.
That moment she knew she would die today.
Forced to carry her crossbeam naked along the fields where the slaves were still harvesting.
Every one was summoned to follow.
Back to the the field next to the barracks.
A beam was erected, and she knew that would be the place she would be crucified.
Hammer and nails lay at the ready.
With her hands nailed to the crossbeam they lifted her to her feet
While the carnifex and helpers were ready to raise her there was a loud voice.
Stop!!
Nioba, nicknamed “the mystic” by the slaves in the household,
had returned from market.
You cannot do this! Master?
While she turned to him she bowed.
Her master stood up angry. Silence slave!
She knelt I am sorry master, but I am compelled to speak.
If you crucify her to death while she is pregnant, the gods will be most displeased.
Fortuna and Janus will turn their backs to you and your family.
Her voice lowered: And Pluto will take a substantial harvest out of your family.
Nioba knelt: I beg you! Please stop!
For a moment master seemed taken aback by the dark prophesy, then his wife stood up.
Pointed her finger at Nioba. How dare you curse your master and family?
Her arm trembled while she lowered her arm. She turned to her husband.
Have that one crucified as well!
Master please I am telling you what the gods ordered me to say..
I am not cursing you or your family, I am warning you for a great danger!
In thought he turned to his wife, mother of his five children.
Husband don't tell me you are considering her lies? She whispered to him.
It would be bad for discipline to act against his wife openly spoken words,
but he also knew Nioba's predictions were no laughing matter.
He shook his head and made his decision.
You are right my lady kissed his wifes hand first
then pointed the finger at Nioba. Seize her!
He turned to the carnifex, crucify that one as well!
My overseer will see to the additional costs and payment.
Nioba didn't resist let herself be stripped,
only when the first nail ripped through her wrist,
her instincts took over from her ingrained obedience.
Within the quarter of an hour the pregnant slave Irna and the mystic were crucified back to back.
Nioba hanging only supported by the nails, Irna also nailed but more riding her iron “saddle”.
The coming years were difficult but nothing like foretold by the mystic.
Five years after the fact the Spartacus rebellion happened.
As so many masters he himself, his widowed sister and his wife, eldest two sons and a daughter in law,
were taken and crucified by his own slaves.
Nioba's prophesy turned out to be at least partly correct.
It is unknown what happened with his other offspring,
but it is believed the youngest son fought and died in the army of Crassus,
that defeated the rebellion.
Rumor has it his two daughters, were married at the time and living,
within the safety of the walls of Rome.
The overseer whipped Irna's back 40 times, it hurt a lot, but fortunately they used a light whip.
An hour later while she was still recovering,the carnifex showed up.
That moment she knew she would die today.
Forced to carry her crossbeam naked along the fields where the slaves were still harvesting.
Every one was summoned to follow.
Back to the the field next to the barracks.
A beam was erected, and she knew that would be the place she would be crucified.
Hammer and nails lay at the ready.
With her hands nailed to the crossbeam they lifted her to her feet
While the carnifex and helpers were ready to raise her there was a loud voice.
Stop!!
Nioba, nicknamed “the mystic” by the slaves in the household,
had returned from market.
You cannot do this! Master?
While she turned to him she bowed.
Her master stood up angry. Silence slave!
She knelt I am sorry master, but I am compelled to speak.
If you crucify her to death while she is pregnant, the gods will be most displeased.
Fortuna and Janus will turn their backs to you and your family.
Her voice lowered: And Pluto will take a substantial harvest out of your family.
Nioba knelt: I beg you! Please stop!
For a moment master seemed taken aback by the dark prophesy, then his wife stood up.
Pointed her finger at Nioba. How dare you curse your master and family?
Her arm trembled while she lowered her arm. She turned to her husband.
Have that one crucified as well!
Master please I am telling you what the gods ordered me to say..
I am not cursing you or your family, I am warning you for a great danger!
In thought he turned to his wife, mother of his five children.
Husband don't tell me you are considering her lies? She whispered to him.
It would be bad for discipline to act against his wife openly spoken words,
but he also knew Nioba's predictions were no laughing matter.
He shook his head and made his decision.
You are right my lady kissed his wifes hand first
then pointed the finger at Nioba. Seize her!
He turned to the carnifex, crucify that one as well!
My overseer will see to the additional costs and payment.
Nioba didn't resist let herself be stripped,
only when the first nail ripped through her wrist,
her instincts took over from her ingrained obedience.
Within the quarter of an hour the pregnant slave Irna and the mystic were crucified back to back.
Nioba hanging only supported by the nails, Irna also nailed but more riding her iron “saddle”.
The coming years were difficult but nothing like foretold by the mystic.
Five years after the fact the Spartacus rebellion happened.
As so many masters he himself, his widowed sister and his wife, eldest two sons and a daughter in law,
were taken and crucified by his own slaves.
Nioba's prophesy turned out to be at least partly correct.
It is unknown what happened with his other offspring,
but it is believed the youngest son fought and died in the army of Crassus,
that defeated the rebellion.
Rumor has it his two daughters, were married at the time and living,
within the safety of the walls of Rome.
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Georg
Magistrate
And they were crucified once every three days with ropes for a whole day for many years, as long as they remained attractive, as a redemptive sacrifice to the gods.
patbeer
Magistrate
Oouuh, those mass crucifixions always get me. They don't even have to be sharp. Better to leave more to the imagination. Love it, love it, love it.
Yupar
Regina Iudaeorum
For who ?
crumera
Crucifier of Pixels
Seems we have a volunteer to test the seat.!!For who ?
crumera
Crucifier of Pixels
Her ex.
"Hey, Ella, remember the time we used to sneak out to the meadow and watch the sunrise?" Bea's voice was a soft tease, carrying on the early morning breeze.
Ella's eyes snapped open. Her lids were heavy from exhaustion, and the harsh Roman sunlight pierced her pupils like a dull knife. She squinted through the pain, focusing on the blurry figure standing a few feet away. "Bea?" she croaked, her voice hoarse from the hours of silence.
The figure grew clearer as she blinked away the grit and sweat. It was indeed Bea, her ex-girlfriend, kneeling in the dusty earth, a smug smirk playing on her lips. The early light painted her in stark relief, highlighting the curves of her body and the glint in her eyes. Bea's robe was thrown away a few feet revealing her bare skin, her hand moving in slow, deliberate circles between her legs.
"You still look fantastic, Ella," Bea groaned, her voice thick with desire as she took in the sight of Ella's naked body. Her eyes lingered on Ella's full breasts, the nipples hard from the chill, and the way her stomach muscles clenched with each agonizing breath she took.
"WTF are you doing, Bea?" Ella managed to rasp out, her throat dry as a bone. The irony of the situation was not lost on her; she was being taunted with the one thing she hadn't had in months. "I'm not here for your sick amusement!"
Bea's smirk grew wider as she looked up at Ella, her eyes glazed with a mix of pleasure and spite. "Oh, darling, you're not just for my amusement. You are exposed for ever one's pleasure.
The ...nice guard forbade me to touch you!
"But he didn't say anything about watching, did he?" she murmured, her hand moving faster.
"Hey, Ella, remember the time we used to sneak out to the meadow and watch the sunrise?" Bea's voice was a soft tease, carrying on the early morning breeze.
Ella's eyes snapped open. Her lids were heavy from exhaustion, and the harsh Roman sunlight pierced her pupils like a dull knife. She squinted through the pain, focusing on the blurry figure standing a few feet away. "Bea?" she croaked, her voice hoarse from the hours of silence.
The figure grew clearer as she blinked away the grit and sweat. It was indeed Bea, her ex-girlfriend, kneeling in the dusty earth, a smug smirk playing on her lips. The early light painted her in stark relief, highlighting the curves of her body and the glint in her eyes. Bea's robe was thrown away a few feet revealing her bare skin, her hand moving in slow, deliberate circles between her legs.
"You still look fantastic, Ella," Bea groaned, her voice thick with desire as she took in the sight of Ella's naked body. Her eyes lingered on Ella's full breasts, the nipples hard from the chill, and the way her stomach muscles clenched with each agonizing breath she took.
"WTF are you doing, Bea?" Ella managed to rasp out, her throat dry as a bone. The irony of the situation was not lost on her; she was being taunted with the one thing she hadn't had in months. "I'm not here for your sick amusement!"
Bea's smirk grew wider as she looked up at Ella, her eyes glazed with a mix of pleasure and spite. "Oh, darling, you're not just for my amusement. You are exposed for ever one's pleasure.
The ...nice guard forbade me to touch you!
"But he didn't say anything about watching, did he?" she murmured, her hand moving faster.
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crumera
Crucifier of Pixels
Ingrid's forced humilation.
Master: "You!!! Drop your tunic and follow me!"
He brought Ingrid to the cross his favorite slave Erika was hanging from.
M: "You set her up, so my wife to do this to her!"
"Please master, mercy!!" "Don't crucify me", Ingrid begged
M: "Kneel and lick her cunt.. make her come!"
Erika weakly smiles at her master, "thank you sir.... Claudius!"
A double as one picture did feel uncomplete.
Still one more pic to come for Crosstober
Master: "You!!! Drop your tunic and follow me!"
He brought Ingrid to the cross his favorite slave Erika was hanging from.
M: "You set her up, so my wife to do this to her!"
"Please master, mercy!!" "Don't crucify me", Ingrid begged
M: "Kneel and lick her cunt.. make her come!"
Erika weakly smiles at her master, "thank you sir.... Claudius!"
A double as one picture did feel uncomplete.
Still one more pic to come for Crosstober
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One wonders did Ingrid satisfy Erika by licking her crucified cunt?Ingrid's forced humilation.
Master: "You!!! Drop your tunic and follow me!"
He brought Ingrid to the cross his favorite slave Erika was hanging from.
M: "You set her up, so my wife to do this to her!"
"Please master, mercy!!" "Don't crucify me", Ingrid begged
M: "Kneel and lick her cunt.. make her come!"
Erika weakly smiles at her master, "thank you sir.... Claudius!"
A double as one picture did feel uncomplete.
Still one more pic to come for Crosstober
Cella
Spectator
I'm inclined to say yes, she did satisfy Erika to the point of having an orgasm. Erika did thank her Master for Ingrid's ministrations, though I suspect Ingrid found it very distasteful given that Erika's unwashed pussy, by this time, probably stunk something awful, not to mention the piss and shit odors that go with crucifixion. But Erika would do almost anything distasteful if she thought it could save her from the cross.
Why doesn't the Master simply have Erika killed to spare her time on the cross? Is he that afraid of his wife?
Erika looks good hanging nailed to the cross. Plus the master figures Ingrid needs the practice sucking foul parts of bodies. He won't have to wash after a days work to have her suck his member...