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Stilet2 said:
Wow! Where we can to see this pics in full set?
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Here :)

Coronation Day by Möbius’ Twisted Tales

Hello...I couldnt contribute much in recent days not only here but also my deviantart due of my family chores and struggles in RL. To be honest , that crux or my noble sacrifice kink is still my favorite but I cant even motivate my own fantasy and reading by other stories as well. But in few...
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Yupar said:
Here :)

Coronation Day by Möbius’ Twisted Tales

Hello...I couldnt contribute much in recent days not only here but also my deviantart due of my family chores and struggles in RL. To be honest , that crux or my noble sacrifice kink is still my favorite but I cant even motivate my own fantasy and reading by other stories as well. But in few...
www.cruxforums.com
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Is this your own story or a story you found somwhere?
 
jedakk said:
No. Her Sabina personality did not want this. Her Julia Lepida personality did. She has multiple personalities.


No. See above. It's not about her consciously doing this to get horny or whatever. She has multiple personalities. Her primary personality is a sexual masochist who wants to be whipped and crucified, her Sabina personality experiences all this as a slave condemned to be whipped and crucified. She's truly terrified and can't stop it.

You don't get this from just looking at the pictures in the story. You have to actually read the final chapter.

She has multiple personalities. One of those is blonde-haired Julia Lepida, daughter of a wealthy Roman aedile in Pompeii. Even before Vesuvius destroyed Pompeii, her leaning toward sexual masochism was growing stronger and stronger. She fantasized about being a slave, being whipped and crucified.

Her slave, the real Sabina, who was blonde before and is now masquerading as the blonde-haired Julia Lepida, was being forced to act as her dominatrix. Together, they would sneak off to one of the brothels in Pompeii where they would switch roles and act out Julia Lepida's fantasies with the slave Sabina adopting the role of Julia Lepida and Julia Lepida taking the role of Sabina.

Julia Lepida (the real one) came to view her alternate persona (Sabina) as a separate person. Her alternate persona could experience all of the fantasy whipping and crucifixion that Julia Lepida in her real persona could not. But she wasn't satisfied, because a real slave could not be in control or even participate in her own torture; she had to be powerless and under the control of others. As Julia Lepida, she could never have that. She had to become Sabina completely.

Sabina (the real one) watched all this happening but was powerless to do anything about it.

When Pompeii was destroyed, the trauma was enough to drive Julia Lepida's real personality into hiding, and Sabina, the slave girl, became her dominant personality. She made the real Sabina help her dye her hair black so she could more easily masquerade as someone else. Then she forced the real Sabina to pretend to be Julia Lepida.

In the beginning when the two girls reached Rome, the real Julia Lepida, who was now black-haired Sabina, knew who she really was, but enjoyed her ability to play her slave role and be in the crowd at crucifixions. She enjoyed the feeling that as a slave, there was a risk that she could be crucified herself. Then she saw Lucilla crucified and the real Julia Lepida's need became so strong that it sent her over the edge. She contrived to get herself sentenced to be crucified, then she became Sabina the slave completely. Somewhere deep down is her Julia Lepida personality, buried deep and locked away but experiencing what happens to the body she shares.

The real Sabina, now the blonde Julia Lepida, explained what happened in the last chapter of the story:

And then her face changed. The desperate, begging slave was suddenly replaced by the haughty, imperious mistress. It was the first time I had seen the real Julia Lepida show herself in weeks, and then she only appeared for as long as it took to get her way. Anger flaring in her eyes, she delivered a punch that caught me completely by surprise, knocking me backwards onto the floor. It was the first time she had ever struck me, and the emotional hurt was much worse than the pain of it.​
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“Don’t you ever, ever say that again!” She stood over me and shouted. “I promise you this: One of us will be crucified. If you don’t carry through with your role in this, if you do anything to stop it, then you will be the slave hanging naked on a cross.”​
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As quickly as she had appeared, the real Julia Lepida was gone forever. I never saw her again, not even during the days of agony of the cross. When she begged for mercy, begged me to stop, she always addressed me as Domina, never Sabina. And I knew that no matter how desperate she sounded, she was playing her role to its end, and my life depended on me playing mine as well.​

Now. Yes, the real Julia Lepida, pretending to be the black-haired Sabina, is mentally ill. Her Sabina personality is like a puppet for her buried Julia Lepida personality, which refuses to show itself but is using the Sabina personality to fulfill her sexual masochistic need to be whipped and crucified. When she punched the person everybody thinks is Julia Lepida, she set everything in motion to get herself crucified. She became Sabina totally and acted just as a slave would act who was being whipped and crucified.

I know this is complex, but this is not a straightforward, simple story. If you didn't read it and think about it a little, you won't understand it.
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Both these young women were involved,plotting so they must both be condemned,scourge ,carry their beams together and really to add extra humiliation be hanged on their crosses facing each other.That would be fair in Roman law surely???
 
michael lane said:
Both these young women were involved,plotting so they must both be condemned,scourge ,carry their beams together and really to add extra humiliation be hanged on their crosses facing each other.That would be fair in Roman law surely???
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You haven't read the story. As far as anyone else knows, Julia Lepida is having her slave, Sabina, crucified. She can do that for any reason or no reason. No one knows what is really going on.
 
mp5stab said:
Everyone in this thread: Read the damn story. It’s short, well written, and very enjoyable!
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Yeah... They should read it before to understand the set of pics ;)

Dear guys, search this as title only..

The Serpent's Eye​

...it's a really twisted tale (I borrow Mobius's word :D)
I used to love Royal Sacrifice type theme only. . . but Jeddak made me fall in crazy as like Sabina. . . and it related with my kinda noble downfall kink too ;)
SkinnyCrux said:
Is this your own story or a story you found somwhere?
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I wrote all details in that thread and sources too. I thought you only watched the pic :D

@shredword ..you wrong my friend , my very first friend in cf... **** :)
 
I tried to post these earlier, but in the middle of that the forum went down. Then I had to take my wife to the hospital for knee replacement surgery and was tied up with that the rest of the afternoon. Surgery went well! One more knee to have done. Who knows, maybe she'll be able to walk without pain after all this. Growing old is not for the faint of heart!

Try to imagine the mind of Sabina during this. She's naked, pinned down with her legs spread wide by these big men, helpless. She's watching the executioner probe her left wrist for the spot where he'll drive that big nail through it. What kind of horror would a person feel in that situation? These pictures were not in the original illustrations for the story; I added this scene more recently, feeling like it was too dramatic to skip over and not illustrate. This part of the story is narrated by Julia Lepida.

Hercules lifted her hips and they dragged her into position with her shoulders on the timber and her neck over the mortise. Ajax swung on top of her and quickly got his knees between her thighs, forcing them wide apart. I sucked in my breath again. There was so much sexual cruelty and humiliation in crucifixion! I heard some laughter from the onlookers, both men and women. What they were doing to her, forcing her down, spreading her legs; was he going to rape her now?​
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Her porcella could not be more exposed, her legs spread, her lower lips stretched apart to fully display her pink inner lips. If he slipped his penis out of his brucae, with one quick thrust he could be inside her.​
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I had not given my permission for them to rape her, but I wouldn’t try to stop them, either. Everyone knew that women condemned to the cross were often raped. No one cared. It was just a further humiliation and punishment for their crime.​
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I watched wide-eyed along with the others. But all Ajax did was force her thighs even farther apart to make her more helpless. He wanted to render her unable to dig her heels in and struggle effectively and to block her from kneeing him in his balls while he pinned her down. If he could add to her punishment by further humiliating her, so much the better.​
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Ajax put his left hand in the middle of her chest and forced her shoulders down against the timber, then seized her left arm in his right hand. Hercules quickly moved to pin her right arm down on the beam. Her body twisted as she struggled desperately, legs flailing. The crowd murmured and jostled each other to get a good look at the young naked girl writhing in the grip of the big black men.​
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The reactions of the crowd ran the gamut from pity to amusement.​
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Ajax had thighs as big as her waist. She might have been a child beneath his muscular body, screaming and trying to push him off her. I was close enough that I could smell the hard, metallic scent of her fear. The executioner carefully probed her wrist with a finger, feeling for the joint between the small bones where the nail would go. When he found it, he placed the point of a big iron spike there.​

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jedakk said:
I tried to post these earlier, but in the middle of that the forum went down. Then I had to take my wife to the hospital for knee replacement surgery and was tied up with that the rest of the afternoon. Surgery went well! One more knee to have done. Who knows, maybe she'll be able to walk without pain after all this. Growing old is not for the faint of heart!

Try to imagine the mind of Sabina during this. She's naked, pinned down with her legs spread wide by these big men, helpless. She's watching the executioner probe her left wrist for the spot where he'll drive that big nail through it. What kind of horror would a person feel in that situation? These pictures were not in the original illustrations for the story; I added this scene more recently, feeling like it was too dramatic to skip over and not illustrate. This part of the story is narrated by Julia Lepida.

Hercules lifted her hips and they dragged her into position with her shoulders on the timber and her neck over the mortise. Ajax swung on top of her and quickly got his knees between her thighs, forcing them wide apart. I sucked in my breath again. There was so much sexual cruelty and humiliation in crucifixion! I heard some laughter from the onlookers, both men and women. What they were doing to her, forcing her down, spreading her legs; was he going to rape her now?​
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Her porcella could not be more exposed, her legs spread, her lower lips stretched apart to fully display her pink inner lips. If he slipped his penis out of his brucae, with one quick thrust he could be inside her.​
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I had not given my permission for them to rape her, but I wouldn’t try to stop them, either. Everyone knew that women condemned to the cross were often raped. No one cared. It was just a further humiliation and punishment for their crime.​
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I watched wide-eyed along with the others. But all Ajax did was force her thighs even farther apart to make her more helpless. He wanted to render her unable to dig her heels in and struggle effectively and to block her from kneeing him in his balls while he pinned her down. If he could add to her punishment by further humiliating her, so much the better.​
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Ajax put his left hand in the middle of her chest and forced her shoulders down against the timber, then seized her left arm in his right hand. Hercules quickly moved to pin her right arm down on the beam. Her body twisted as she struggled desperately, legs flailing. The crowd murmured and jostled each other to get a good look at the young naked girl writhing in the grip of the big black men.​
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The reactions of the crowd ran the gamut from pity to amusement.​
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Ajax had thighs as big as her waist. She might have been a child beneath his muscular body, screaming and trying to push him off her. I was close enough that I could smell the hard, metallic scent of her fear. The executioner carefully probed her wrist with a finger, feeling for the joint between the small bones where the nail would go. When he found it, he placed the point of a big iron spike there.​

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I love this fashion more, if I have to die on cross as her, there is no way to conceal any intimate parts of me. They should be exposed for all the world to see, very openly like that in the presses. I will be excited as on his raping style during my afraid of nailing (cuz I am just the one inside Sabina , you knew who I'm really ;) ) .And I like of avoid raping public in this situation and it's good. I dont care abuse of my body during the ordeal, but that should be in court yard or in dungeon. It's ok with the whole troops gang bangs, bukkake or even beastality , because as I am condemned. But I dont want to be rape infront public as I believe, the executioners have dignity too although I'm wortless condemed. :)
 
jedakk said:
I tried to post these earlier, but in the middle of that the forum went down. Then I had to take my wife to the hospital for knee replacement surgery and was tied up with that the rest of the afternoon. Surgery went well! One more knee to have done. Who knows, maybe she'll be able to walk without pain after all this. Growing old is not for the faint of heart!
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Glad to hear the surgery went well...
 
Antius raises his hammer to drive the first nail through Sabina's wrist. This is the point of no return; Julia Lepida could shout for them to stop it now, and Sabina could get up and walk away. But after that nail goes into her wrist, things will be different. Sabina narrates this part of the story.

He located the spot and held his fingertip there while he placed the point of the huge iron spike against it. It hurt when he leaned his weight against it, stabbing it into my flesh and pinning my wrist even more tightly against the beam.​
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He picked up his hammer, hefted it, then raised it above his head. It seemed to hang high in the air for a long time as I watched in horror. Until the hammer came down and the nail tore through my wrist, it was still possible for my Domina to stop my crucifixion. I could still get up and walk away with only the stripes of my whipping.​
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Please please please stop it now stop it now!​

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jedakk said:
I tried to post these earlier, but in the middle of that the forum went down. Then I had to take my wife to the hospital for knee replacement surgery and was tied up with that the rest of the afternoon. Surgery went well! One more knee to have done. Who knows, maybe she'll be able to walk without pain after all this. Growing old is not for the faint of heart!

Try to imagine the mind of Sabina during this. She's naked, pinned down with her legs spread wide by these big men, helpless. She's watching the executioner probe her left wrist for the spot where he'll drive that big nail through it. What kind of horror would a person feel in that situation? These pictures were not in the original illustrations for the story; I added this scene more recently, feeling like it was too dramatic to skip over and not illustrate. This part of the story is narrated by Julia Lepida.

Hercules lifted her hips and they dragged her into position with her shoulders on the timber and her neck over the mortise. Ajax swung on top of her and quickly got his knees between her thighs, forcing them wide apart. I sucked in my breath again. There was so much sexual cruelty and humiliation in crucifixion! I heard some laughter from the onlookers, both men and women. What they were doing to her, forcing her down, spreading her legs; was he going to rape her now?​
​
Her porcella could not be more exposed, her legs spread, her lower lips stretched apart to fully display her pink inner lips. If he slipped his penis out of his brucae, with one quick thrust he could be inside her.​
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I had not given my permission for them to rape her, but I wouldn’t try to stop them, either. Everyone knew that women condemned to the cross were often raped. No one cared. It was just a further humiliation and punishment for their crime.​
​
I watched wide-eyed along with the others. But all Ajax did was force her thighs even farther apart to make her more helpless. He wanted to render her unable to dig her heels in and struggle effectively and to block her from kneeing him in his balls while he pinned her down. If he could add to her punishment by further humiliating her, so much the better.​
​
Ajax put his left hand in the middle of her chest and forced her shoulders down against the timber, then seized her left arm in his right hand. Hercules quickly moved to pin her right arm down on the beam. Her body twisted as she struggled desperately, legs flailing. The crowd murmured and jostled each other to get a good look at the young naked girl writhing in the grip of the big black men.​
​
The reactions of the crowd ran the gamut from pity to amusement.​
​
Ajax had thighs as big as her waist. She might have been a child beneath his muscular body, screaming and trying to push him off her. I was close enough that I could smell the hard, metallic scent of her fear. The executioner carefully probed her wrist with a finger, feeling for the joint between the small bones where the nail would go. When he found it, he placed the point of a big iron spike there.​

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I find these images among the most extremely erotic in the "Serpent's Eye" saga. The spectacle of what is being done to a young, completely naked, bleedjng female surpasses the eroticism of the other arousing images (so very many to choose from..... ).
The obvious anticipation of what will yet be done to this helpless, desirable young victim pushes the eroticism to almost unmanageable heights!

Despite the heavily accented sexual yet sadistic scene being acted out in front of the enthralled spectators, there is not the slightest hint of an erection anywhere! Even a portrayal of a tumescent male member, straining beneath the executioners' loincloth! Have they all been neutered? Any sign of arousal among the female spectators is, of course, difficult to discern. Even the extreme, lust infused vision of Sabina's inviting labia, fully exposed to her executioners and the males in the crowd evokes no stiffening responses within the parameters of Jedakk's increasingly wondrous masterpiece!!
 
Antius's hammer comes down, driving the nail through Sabina's left wrist. Sabina narrates this part:

The hammer came down in slow motion. My eyes, unwilling to believe the sight, followed its arc until it hit the head of the spike with a metallic sound, its point tearing through my flesh. I heard a strangled noise that sounded like surprise come out of me.​
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An instant later my body shuddered as the shock of it traveled through me like a searing wave. There was stabbing pain as the rough iron grated between the bones of my wrist. I heard someone scream and realized that it was coming from my own throat. I was twisting and writhing in agony underneath the weight of Ajax’s body.​

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