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The blows rain down on him, his body projects forward and then contracts in pain. His face was tense and tormented, and he grits his teeth so as not to scream. When he goes back after a blow I can see that his is fully erect, big, rigid, erect vertically wedged between his belly and the pole.
I imagine that his member rubs against the roughness of the wood when he projects himself forward under the effect of a whiplash but I do not think he feels the slightest pleasure. I wince when another blow slams on his buttocks and makes him press himself against the post again.
I become nauseous. A wick tore pieces of skin on his right side. Observers loudly encourage the lictor. I can no longer watch this torture of Gidon's naked body.
I turn my head down the hill. A group of men walk towards us, followed by a few women. Their mostly black clothes and long robes make them look like a group of crows. I guess it was the temple priests accompanying Yonatan's parents.
" Pssst, Yonatan !"
Yonatan still looks at his companion, mesmerized by his brutal punishment.
"Look down the hill. I think your parents come to support you. Perhaps your father will forgive you? »
He turns slightly towards the road and recoils, as if he had seen a snake crawling towards him. "By the prophets, you are right, Reuven ! I'd rather be swallowed up by the earth than face my father. »
"I thought you'd rejoice. Perhaps he is coming to save you from crucifixion? He has contacts among the Romans, I suppose. » I shift on my knees which are already painful
"Oh, he had dinner with the prosecutor occasionally. That is why he would nail me himself rather than beg the Romans to spare me! He does not want to lose the esteem of the Romans: that would destroy him. »
"But you are his son!"
"He will disavow me as soon as he learns of my conviction."
I observe our crosses in more detail. The sedile is darker than the rest of the wood, as if it were wet. I realize that the body of the last occupant has certainly just been removed, so the sedile is still covered with its fluids. And I'm going to be forced to sit on this thing in a short while. Do these Romans have no decency?
I turn my head to observe Gidon as he has just passed out. His head is slumped on his chest. The lictor notices this, stops the flogging and shouts to the guards, "Wake him up! He will not escape punishment by fainting. This dog must be fully conscious. »
The guard grabs Gidon's hair with one hand and pulls his head back. On the other hand he presses his testicles harder and harder against the sedile. Suddenly he comes back to him and starts gesticulating and growling while gritting his teeth as he feels his balls crushed. He is ready to be flogged again and keeps him cowardly. Longinus yells, "Give him water!" The guard pulls his head back by his hair while another takes a breast and pours a large amount of water on his face. Gidon spits and coughs but he swallows as much water as possible.
When the guard decided that Gidon had enough water, the flogging resumed skinning the naked body of the young man a little more.
Yonatan forces himself to observe Gidon and not the road by which the small band of priests arrives. They stop at a safe distance, observe us and soon we hear the sound of their conciliabules.
"It's him! ... The son of the high priest! ... What did they do to him?... He seems to have been beaten!... It is indeed him, kneeling, arms crossed completely bare, his body completely exposed to the sight of all! ... What a shame!...... How could such a nice young man fall so low? ... Didn't he worry about his family? ... What a fool! ... Did he not understand where his rebellion would lead him? ... He will be crucified, his naked body nailed to wood, his private parts in plain sight... What a shame for the high priest! »
Yonatan pretends not to pay any attention to them although I am sure he listens to them.
He seems impassive and carefully observes Gidon's ongoing torment . Our companion jumps violently and throws himself against the post with each blow but he still does not scream.
A howl sounded towards the road. It is Yonatan's father who utters piercing cries as he tears his tunic and fights his chest: "My son is dead. I don't have a son anymore. " he repeats over and over again. Some of the priests who accompany him begin to say prayers, while others recite psalms. The women cry loudly and two of them put up with a lady who must be Yonatan's mother.
Yonatan looked towards his father when he heard the piercing scream. The young criminal, naked on his knees, his arms crossed, tied to his crossbeam begins to sob: "Daddy, Daddy, why don't you want to save me?"
Yonatan then begins to talk to me to relieve himself.
" Come back, you see what kind of man my father is. He wants to protect his image and reputation, even at the cost of his son's life. I know he didn't even try to negotiate my freedom. Although I fantasized about it, I always knew deep down that he would never do it. If he had been the judge, he would also have condemned me to the cross. He probably told his Roman friends that the murderer deserved everything he was going to suffer! His rejection is hard to bear but it is nothing compared to the shame of being naked and soon being paraded in front of him and his friends. God, I would give anything for a loincloth! »
Yonatan's face then decomposes, he lowers his head and sobs again. Meanwhile, Gidon, skinned alive by the locks of the whip, lost consciousness once again and was revived with water. He still hasn't screamed. His back, ass and legs are now covered in blood. Strips of skin hang where the whip has not completely torn them from Gidon's body.
I imagine that his member rubs against the roughness of the wood when he projects himself forward under the effect of a whiplash but I do not think he feels the slightest pleasure. I wince when another blow slams on his buttocks and makes him press himself against the post again.
I become nauseous. A wick tore pieces of skin on his right side. Observers loudly encourage the lictor. I can no longer watch this torture of Gidon's naked body.
I turn my head down the hill. A group of men walk towards us, followed by a few women. Their mostly black clothes and long robes make them look like a group of crows. I guess it was the temple priests accompanying Yonatan's parents.
" Pssst, Yonatan !"
Yonatan still looks at his companion, mesmerized by his brutal punishment.
"Look down the hill. I think your parents come to support you. Perhaps your father will forgive you? »
He turns slightly towards the road and recoils, as if he had seen a snake crawling towards him. "By the prophets, you are right, Reuven ! I'd rather be swallowed up by the earth than face my father. »
"I thought you'd rejoice. Perhaps he is coming to save you from crucifixion? He has contacts among the Romans, I suppose. » I shift on my knees which are already painful
"Oh, he had dinner with the prosecutor occasionally. That is why he would nail me himself rather than beg the Romans to spare me! He does not want to lose the esteem of the Romans: that would destroy him. »
"But you are his son!"
"He will disavow me as soon as he learns of my conviction."
I observe our crosses in more detail. The sedile is darker than the rest of the wood, as if it were wet. I realize that the body of the last occupant has certainly just been removed, so the sedile is still covered with its fluids. And I'm going to be forced to sit on this thing in a short while. Do these Romans have no decency?
I turn my head to observe Gidon as he has just passed out. His head is slumped on his chest. The lictor notices this, stops the flogging and shouts to the guards, "Wake him up! He will not escape punishment by fainting. This dog must be fully conscious. »
The guard grabs Gidon's hair with one hand and pulls his head back. On the other hand he presses his testicles harder and harder against the sedile. Suddenly he comes back to him and starts gesticulating and growling while gritting his teeth as he feels his balls crushed. He is ready to be flogged again and keeps him cowardly. Longinus yells, "Give him water!" The guard pulls his head back by his hair while another takes a breast and pours a large amount of water on his face. Gidon spits and coughs but he swallows as much water as possible.
When the guard decided that Gidon had enough water, the flogging resumed skinning the naked body of the young man a little more.
Yonatan forces himself to observe Gidon and not the road by which the small band of priests arrives. They stop at a safe distance, observe us and soon we hear the sound of their conciliabules.
"It's him! ... The son of the high priest! ... What did they do to him?... He seems to have been beaten!... It is indeed him, kneeling, arms crossed completely bare, his body completely exposed to the sight of all! ... What a shame!...... How could such a nice young man fall so low? ... Didn't he worry about his family? ... What a fool! ... Did he not understand where his rebellion would lead him? ... He will be crucified, his naked body nailed to wood, his private parts in plain sight... What a shame for the high priest! »
Yonatan pretends not to pay any attention to them although I am sure he listens to them.
He seems impassive and carefully observes Gidon's ongoing torment . Our companion jumps violently and throws himself against the post with each blow but he still does not scream.
A howl sounded towards the road. It is Yonatan's father who utters piercing cries as he tears his tunic and fights his chest: "My son is dead. I don't have a son anymore. " he repeats over and over again. Some of the priests who accompany him begin to say prayers, while others recite psalms. The women cry loudly and two of them put up with a lady who must be Yonatan's mother.
Yonatan looked towards his father when he heard the piercing scream. The young criminal, naked on his knees, his arms crossed, tied to his crossbeam begins to sob: "Daddy, Daddy, why don't you want to save me?"
Yonatan then begins to talk to me to relieve himself.
" Come back, you see what kind of man my father is. He wants to protect his image and reputation, even at the cost of his son's life. I know he didn't even try to negotiate my freedom. Although I fantasized about it, I always knew deep down that he would never do it. If he had been the judge, he would also have condemned me to the cross. He probably told his Roman friends that the murderer deserved everything he was going to suffer! His rejection is hard to bear but it is nothing compared to the shame of being naked and soon being paraded in front of him and his friends. God, I would give anything for a loincloth! »
Yonatan's face then decomposes, he lowers his head and sobs again. Meanwhile, Gidon, skinned alive by the locks of the whip, lost consciousness once again and was revived with water. He still hasn't screamed. His back, ass and legs are now covered in blood. Strips of skin hang where the whip has not completely torn them from Gidon's body.
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The lictor finally stops and approaches Gidon to inspect the damage he has inflicted. So he turns to Longinus and asks him. "I think I punished him according to your instructions. Is that okay with you, Commander? »
Longinus glances at Gidon's back and orders, "Take him down from the post, he is ready to be crucified." All the workers have undressed and wear only a loincloth because of the bloody tasks they will perform. Two workers go to the cross, they first untie Gidon's feet and then they lift his crossbeam to remove it from the post. They then lower the set allowing Gidon's feet to find the ground.
He is still facing the post but staggers on his legs while he has to support the weight of the crossbeam again. On the verge of collapse, he presses himself against the stems and tries to recover a little.
The man who had bet that Gidon would not shout pats the other on the back. "Give me the money, I won, he didn't scream"
"You're right, here's what I owe you. This young man is very brave. How about betting that he will be crucified without screaming? I have to try and get my money back! »
"No, no way. No one has their wrists nailed without screaming in pain. »
Longinus commands "turn it! May the audience after enjoying his buttocks, be able to see his pretty member and his balls! »
The workers return Gidon to face the witnesses of his crucifixion. He begins to tilt forward my workers grab his crossbeam and press his back against the post making him wince in pain. Longinus stands beside Gidon, grasps his beard and turns his face towards him. With the other hand, he grabs his tail and plays with it. Gidon wiggles but strives to remain impassive despite his obvious disgust at feeling a man's hand fiddling with his manhood. In a barely audible whisper, the Roman commander told the condemned man, "Not so loud now? A little weak in the knees, right? Frightened by nails, young man? Yeah, they'll hurt terribly when they're pushed into your wrists. I guarantee you're going to scream like a little girl. Gidon growls and spits in his face. Longinus smiled and wiped the spit from his cheek. He looks Gidon directly in the eye: "Young fool! it's not the right thing to do to the person holding you by the balls" He then grabs his balls and crushes them in his hand until Gidon squeaks and collapses on his knees.
Longinus then turns in front of the crowd and unrolls a scroll. This is Gidon's execution order. He begins to read:
"Subjects and citizens of Rome! This being stands before you completely naked, stripped of all dignity and his right to be respected as a man. He was convicted of several capital crimes such as attempted murder and sedition. For this reason, he is condemned to be crucified. His punishment is just and he deserves no mercy! I condemn him to death in the name of Rome, her gods and the Roman people! »
With the death sentence pronounced, Longinus looks at Gidon with hatred and shouts "To crucify this bastard! Right now! And prepare the second for his flogging! »
Longinus glances at Gidon's back and orders, "Take him down from the post, he is ready to be crucified." All the workers have undressed and wear only a loincloth because of the bloody tasks they will perform. Two workers go to the cross, they first untie Gidon's feet and then they lift his crossbeam to remove it from the post. They then lower the set allowing Gidon's feet to find the ground.
He is still facing the post but staggers on his legs while he has to support the weight of the crossbeam again. On the verge of collapse, he presses himself against the stems and tries to recover a little.
The man who had bet that Gidon would not shout pats the other on the back. "Give me the money, I won, he didn't scream"
"You're right, here's what I owe you. This young man is very brave. How about betting that he will be crucified without screaming? I have to try and get my money back! »
"No, no way. No one has their wrists nailed without screaming in pain. »
Longinus commands "turn it! May the audience after enjoying his buttocks, be able to see his pretty member and his balls! »
The workers return Gidon to face the witnesses of his crucifixion. He begins to tilt forward my workers grab his crossbeam and press his back against the post making him wince in pain. Longinus stands beside Gidon, grasps his beard and turns his face towards him. With the other hand, he grabs his tail and plays with it. Gidon wiggles but strives to remain impassive despite his obvious disgust at feeling a man's hand fiddling with his manhood. In a barely audible whisper, the Roman commander told the condemned man, "Not so loud now? A little weak in the knees, right? Frightened by nails, young man? Yeah, they'll hurt terribly when they're pushed into your wrists. I guarantee you're going to scream like a little girl. Gidon growls and spits in his face. Longinus smiled and wiped the spit from his cheek. He looks Gidon directly in the eye: "Young fool! it's not the right thing to do to the person holding you by the balls" He then grabs his balls and crushes them in his hand until Gidon squeaks and collapses on his knees.
Longinus then turns in front of the crowd and unrolls a scroll. This is Gidon's execution order. He begins to read:
"Subjects and citizens of Rome! This being stands before you completely naked, stripped of all dignity and his right to be respected as a man. He was convicted of several capital crimes such as attempted murder and sedition. For this reason, he is condemned to be crucified. His punishment is just and he deserves no mercy! I condemn him to death in the name of Rome, her gods and the Roman people! »
With the death sentence pronounced, Longinus looks at Gidon with hatred and shouts "To crucify this bastard! Right now! And prepare the second for his flogging! »
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crassuswild
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It will be worth the wait, they are excellent
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hb21
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next part of death sentence story. thank you very muche to Pyan for translation from french in english
Part six: Crucifixion of Gidon and flagellation of Yonatan.
Two men approach Yonatan and pull him back up to his feet in front of the crowd.
The poor young man puts his head in his shoulders and his sobs redouble. He now feels totally humiliated: he has been stripped naked, his arms tied to his patibulum in the shape of the cross forever, unable to hide his penis, which is on full display in front of his parents and the crowd.
The two guards grab the ends of his patibulum and quickly drag Yonatan towards his upright stipe despite his vigorous protests.
The crucifiers who are now about to commence the final act in Gidon’s crucifixion, kick him in the legs and make him fall backwards onto the flat of his back. The rebel, lying flat now with his arms stretched out flat on his patibulum desperately tries to rise back up, racking his back and leaning on his feet but in vain. The only result is to shake his penis and testicles in all directions in front of the crowd.
A soldier takes a tree branch and begins to hammer Gidon’s shins. At the same time, another guard places himself between his legs and kicks him in the groin. Gidon moans in pain and finally stops fighting. Two soldiers kneel on his bloody shins to secure his legs. He no longer has the strength to fight them.
Meanwhile, the soldiers secure Yonatan’s body onto his stipe for his flogging before his crucifixion. He curses them now trying to adjust his muscular hairy ass on the seat but he seems unable to find the right position. He ends up leaving his legs hanging while they are seized and tied on each side of the stipe.
The licteur and the crucifier now take their respective places at the two condemned men, Yonatan and Gideon. The first approaches Yonatan and stands to launch the first whip blow to his secured body while the other crucifier selects the place where he will hammer the nail into Gidon’s wrist.
Part six: Crucifixion of Gidon and flagellation of Yonatan.
Two men approach Yonatan and pull him back up to his feet in front of the crowd.
The poor young man puts his head in his shoulders and his sobs redouble. He now feels totally humiliated: he has been stripped naked, his arms tied to his patibulum in the shape of the cross forever, unable to hide his penis, which is on full display in front of his parents and the crowd.
The two guards grab the ends of his patibulum and quickly drag Yonatan towards his upright stipe despite his vigorous protests.
The crucifiers who are now about to commence the final act in Gidon’s crucifixion, kick him in the legs and make him fall backwards onto the flat of his back. The rebel, lying flat now with his arms stretched out flat on his patibulum desperately tries to rise back up, racking his back and leaning on his feet but in vain. The only result is to shake his penis and testicles in all directions in front of the crowd.
A soldier takes a tree branch and begins to hammer Gidon’s shins. At the same time, another guard places himself between his legs and kicks him in the groin. Gidon moans in pain and finally stops fighting. Two soldiers kneel on his bloody shins to secure his legs. He no longer has the strength to fight them.
Meanwhile, the soldiers secure Yonatan’s body onto his stipe for his flogging before his crucifixion. He curses them now trying to adjust his muscular hairy ass on the seat but he seems unable to find the right position. He ends up leaving his legs hanging while they are seized and tied on each side of the stipe.
The licteur and the crucifier now take their respective places at the two condemned men, Yonatan and Gideon. The first approaches Yonatan and stands to launch the first whip blow to his secured body while the other crucifier selects the place where he will hammer the nail into Gidon’s wrist.
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crassuswild
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Glad you have returned to this , thanks
marvista
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superb storytelling and imagery as always HB. I loved the pained look in the one crucified.
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Then together, the whip splits the air and hits Yonatan’s back heavily while the hammer hits the head of the nail poised over Gideon’s bound wrist and sinks into his wrist, splitting it.
There is a second of tense silence, then the two men emit piercing screams freezing my blood.
Gidon had remained stoic during the flogging preceding his crucifixion but now, he utters piercing screams while the first nail is hammered through his wrist, hitting the wood of his patibulum beneath, and spiking his arm to the patibulum permanently.
It will be hell for me if the crucifixion provokes this reaction from him.
The whip falls at a fast pace on Yonatan’s naked body, who begins to scream “Aie! I am suffering! Ahh! What a terrible pain! Ouille! Gods! What does it hurt!? No!! Father, help me! Don’t let them do that to me!”
His crucifier now moves to Gideon’s other arm, tied to the patibulum, and swiftly proceeds to nails his other wrist making him scream louder and thrash his naked body wildly. Soldiers have trouble keeping his muscular body motionless against the ground as he tries to arch his body under the effect of pain. His ass and back come up off the rocky ground as he pushes upwards with his legs. His screams, almost bursting his crucifier’s eardrums, continue long after his crucifier has finished his task of spiking his wrists permanently to his patibulum.
There is a second of tense silence, then the two men emit piercing screams freezing my blood.
Gidon had remained stoic during the flogging preceding his crucifixion but now, he utters piercing screams while the first nail is hammered through his wrist, hitting the wood of his patibulum beneath, and spiking his arm to the patibulum permanently.
It will be hell for me if the crucifixion provokes this reaction from him.
The whip falls at a fast pace on Yonatan’s naked body, who begins to scream “Aie! I am suffering! Ahh! What a terrible pain! Ouille! Gods! What does it hurt!? No!! Father, help me! Don’t let them do that to me!”
His crucifier now moves to Gideon’s other arm, tied to the patibulum, and swiftly proceeds to nails his other wrist making him scream louder and thrash his naked body wildly. Soldiers have trouble keeping his muscular body motionless against the ground as he tries to arch his body under the effect of pain. His ass and back come up off the rocky ground as he pushes upwards with his legs. His screams, almost bursting his crucifier’s eardrums, continue long after his crucifier has finished his task of spiking his wrists permanently to his patibulum.
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I can't wait to see Yonatan pierced to the cross!
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Longinus then gives the order to lift up the patibulum and fix the crossbar to the stipe to complete the crucifixion of the rebel, Gideon. The soldiers pull Gidon back to his feet by lifting him up by the patibulum. The muscular young rebel starts screaming with pain again, he is too weak to even stand up on his legs and all his weight pulls on the nails that impale his wrists to his patibulum.
He is thus dragged screaming back to the waiting stipe where he can now briefly support the weight of his body with his ass and back pushing against the stipe, his stipe. The soldiers then hoist his patibulum up into the air to fix it to the top of the stipe.
Gidon’s feet now permanently leave the ground and he feels all of his muscular body weight hanging by his nailed wrists. The intensity of his piercing cries is still increasing. His sweat-glistened chest heaves up and down quickly, his legs flail in the air trying to find support against the stipe.
The crucifiers, having correctly positioned the patibulum, drop it onto the notch on the top of the stipe. The sedile slaps Gidon’s ass and genitals. Despite the atrocious pain, he manages to swing his feet backwards on either side of the stipe. They briefly support his body weight as he pushes them firmly against the rough timber of the stipe and Gideon manage to lift his body by projecting his pelvis forward in an obscene manner. This allows him to reduce traction on his nailed wrists. I can hear a sigh of audible relief from the young rebel. His relief does not last very long, however.
One of the soldiers pulls Gideon’s right leg and places his ankle flat against the stipe with his knee slightly bent so that he cannot rise his body up fully. The other crucifier then lines the nail up to his ankle bone and in five hammer blows Gideon’s ankle is nailed to the stipe. The similar lifting of his left leg and the nailing of his ankle follows quickly with brutal effectiveness. You can hear the superposition of the metallic noise of the hammer hitting the nail, Gidon’s screams and the awful sound of the cracking of his heel and ankle bones. Gidon screams constantly and projects his body in all directions without finding a less painful position.
His crucifiers are finished with him now.
They have crucified him.
He has been crucified.
He is thus dragged screaming back to the waiting stipe where he can now briefly support the weight of his body with his ass and back pushing against the stipe, his stipe. The soldiers then hoist his patibulum up into the air to fix it to the top of the stipe.
Gidon’s feet now permanently leave the ground and he feels all of his muscular body weight hanging by his nailed wrists. The intensity of his piercing cries is still increasing. His sweat-glistened chest heaves up and down quickly, his legs flail in the air trying to find support against the stipe.
The crucifiers, having correctly positioned the patibulum, drop it onto the notch on the top of the stipe. The sedile slaps Gidon’s ass and genitals. Despite the atrocious pain, he manages to swing his feet backwards on either side of the stipe. They briefly support his body weight as he pushes them firmly against the rough timber of the stipe and Gideon manage to lift his body by projecting his pelvis forward in an obscene manner. This allows him to reduce traction on his nailed wrists. I can hear a sigh of audible relief from the young rebel. His relief does not last very long, however.
One of the soldiers pulls Gideon’s right leg and places his ankle flat against the stipe with his knee slightly bent so that he cannot rise his body up fully. The other crucifier then lines the nail up to his ankle bone and in five hammer blows Gideon’s ankle is nailed to the stipe. The similar lifting of his left leg and the nailing of his ankle follows quickly with brutal effectiveness. You can hear the superposition of the metallic noise of the hammer hitting the nail, Gidon’s screams and the awful sound of the cracking of his heel and ankle bones. Gidon screams constantly and projects his body in all directions without finding a less painful position.
His crucifiers are finished with him now.
They have crucified him.
He has been crucified.
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Rematkable! Worth to read and to look it. Thank you!
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Exhausted, Gideon finally slumps down and falls back on the sedile, panting, his head dropping down onto his heaving chest. It is a strangely very erotic sight to behold. Gideon is very handsome with his beautiful naked muscular body now crucified, drenched and shiny with sweat, stinking and pungent. A trickle of blood flows slowly along his arms from his wrists. His hairy chest rises and lowers with a steady pace. His bent legs tremble with his knees pointing outwards, giving a clear view of the sedile that splits his muscular buttocks and points forward and towards the testicles hanging to the right while the penis hangs to the left. He raises his head and I look him in the eyes. I see surprise, terror and horror and then he begins to delirious: “Here I am crucified as you have been, father! You have suffered like me now! Come and free me from this cross! Where is my father, Yonatan? Why doesn’t he answer me, Reuven? Father! Come and get me! Detach me from this cursed wood!”
Finally Gidon collapses, dropping his head onto his chest and he begins to cry quietly. He enters a world of torture and torture. He has been crucified.
Once Gideon’s crucifixion has been completed, I turn my attention to Yonatan. His back, buttocks and thighs are already zebras-crossed, red and the blood begins to drip from his wounds. He twists and turns his sweat-drenched, pungent and stinking body in all directions as if he were trying to reject the pain in the distance. He screams “Roman bastards! I should have killed this cursed prosecutor! One day, one day we will succeed and it is you who will be exposed, humiliated, flogged and crucified! Dirty pigs!”
His words are punctuated by whistles, gasps, piercing cries or moans depending on where the strokes of the whip strike his naked body.
Yonathan’s pre-crucifixion flogging is well advanced and Gidon has already been flogged and crucified. My turn to be flogged and then crucified will soon come. Panic grips me, but I know I can’t do anything to stop the course of events. I look at the damned merchant who put me in this situation. Demetrius complains that I am the last to be crucified. He is very eager to see me suffer naked on my cross.
I look at the tree on which I will soon be nailed. It is old and gnarled. The dead branches have been sawn off but there are still stumps, the largest of which sticks out forward and will serve as a perfectly crude sedile. It seems to be sticky and slippery. This tree trunk was used for the previous crucifixions. I am to be crucified where other condemned have been crucified before me.
It’s horrible to hear the screams of pain of Gidon and Yonatan. The latter faints for the third time. His flogging will soon end, which means that my flogging will soon begin.
They revive Yonatan with cold salt water thrown over his lash-marked body and the liciter resumes the torture. Gidon rises his body up to relieve his wrists and then falls back on his sedile. He tries in vain to find a less painful position by pushing his buttocks back against the stipe and projecting his chest forward, his arms back. Then he tries the opposite and projects his crotch forward before collapsing exhausted on his sedile. His gestures seem obscene but with the pain his crucified body is enduring he no longer feels the shame and humiliation of being crucified naked. His thick penis and hairy scrotum swing in all directions slapping against his muscular thighs.
Yonatan’s once-beautiful body is now completely lashed-striped and bloody, stinking and pungent. The whip has fulfilled its purpose. He has been flogged in preparation for his crucifixion. No part of his thighs, buttocks and back is unscathed. The lictor stops and inspects his work. He tilts his head: “I’m done, he’s ready to be crucified,” he tells Longinus. The commander answers “Get him down and place him in front of the crowd for the reading out of his death sentence.”
I know that the guards will not get me up and drag me to the stipe for my flogging before Longinus has read Yonathan’s death sentence out. I still have a little time. I want to get ready to be flogged but I don’t know how. I will never be able to endure the torture I had just seen inflicted on both Gidon and Yonatan!
Finally Gidon collapses, dropping his head onto his chest and he begins to cry quietly. He enters a world of torture and torture. He has been crucified.
Once Gideon’s crucifixion has been completed, I turn my attention to Yonatan. His back, buttocks and thighs are already zebras-crossed, red and the blood begins to drip from his wounds. He twists and turns his sweat-drenched, pungent and stinking body in all directions as if he were trying to reject the pain in the distance. He screams “Roman bastards! I should have killed this cursed prosecutor! One day, one day we will succeed and it is you who will be exposed, humiliated, flogged and crucified! Dirty pigs!”
His words are punctuated by whistles, gasps, piercing cries or moans depending on where the strokes of the whip strike his naked body.
Yonathan’s pre-crucifixion flogging is well advanced and Gidon has already been flogged and crucified. My turn to be flogged and then crucified will soon come. Panic grips me, but I know I can’t do anything to stop the course of events. I look at the damned merchant who put me in this situation. Demetrius complains that I am the last to be crucified. He is very eager to see me suffer naked on my cross.
I look at the tree on which I will soon be nailed. It is old and gnarled. The dead branches have been sawn off but there are still stumps, the largest of which sticks out forward and will serve as a perfectly crude sedile. It seems to be sticky and slippery. This tree trunk was used for the previous crucifixions. I am to be crucified where other condemned have been crucified before me.
It’s horrible to hear the screams of pain of Gidon and Yonatan. The latter faints for the third time. His flogging will soon end, which means that my flogging will soon begin.
They revive Yonatan with cold salt water thrown over his lash-marked body and the liciter resumes the torture. Gidon rises his body up to relieve his wrists and then falls back on his sedile. He tries in vain to find a less painful position by pushing his buttocks back against the stipe and projecting his chest forward, his arms back. Then he tries the opposite and projects his crotch forward before collapsing exhausted on his sedile. His gestures seem obscene but with the pain his crucified body is enduring he no longer feels the shame and humiliation of being crucified naked. His thick penis and hairy scrotum swing in all directions slapping against his muscular thighs.
Yonatan’s once-beautiful body is now completely lashed-striped and bloody, stinking and pungent. The whip has fulfilled its purpose. He has been flogged in preparation for his crucifixion. No part of his thighs, buttocks and back is unscathed. The lictor stops and inspects his work. He tilts his head: “I’m done, he’s ready to be crucified,” he tells Longinus. The commander answers “Get him down and place him in front of the crowd for the reading out of his death sentence.”
I know that the guards will not get me up and drag me to the stipe for my flogging before Longinus has read Yonathan’s death sentence out. I still have a little time. I want to get ready to be flogged but I don’t know how. I will never be able to endure the torture I had just seen inflicted on both Gidon and Yonatan!
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marvista
Magistrate
HB your writing keeps getting better and better. I love how this prisoner is made t watch the torture and crucifixion of Yonathan and Gidon, knowing he will suffer next. I am sure the crowd is excited watching.
marvista
Magistrate
I especially like the death 159 pic. That agonized face and the blood sweat and tears. The crowd waits in suspense for the sentencing. Yonatan is such a fair skinned beauty, and some in the crowd cannot conceal their erotic enticement. "Make sure he lasts a long time on the sticks one shouts out. We want to enjoy this. "