Praetor3D
Condemned
Mendoza's Playground
Julie labored to drag the cross across the path. The thing was probably much heavier than her 110 pounds soaking wet. Exhausted, she dropped one end of the patibulum, now wedged into the sand. Try as she might, her toned dance/cheer legs could no longer keep it moving.
But a few rounds from an AK near her feet, and she quickly doubled her efforts once more. The soldiers laughed at her pathetic efforts and ogled her heaving perspiration sheened body as it pressed against the foreboding wood.
She glared at her boyfriend up ahead who was dragging another cross. That idiot thought it would be fun to swindle a local on a drug deal and thought he could get away with it. Never in a million years could she have imagined being abducted in the middle of the beach. It was right in front of the police too! And they just looked away. Who were these people?!?
Overlooking the scene, Mendoza smirked. Ever the history buff, the irony was obvious, watching this couple suffer the carriage of their crosses. After all, it was his ancestors who were deemed religious heretics... and crucified by colonialists. The imagery burned in his mind, so much so that crucifixion was a staple of his vicious retributions.
He focused his gaze on Julie. That skimpy outfit did little to conceal her curvaceous lithe body as it strained sinuously in distress. He couldn't wait to get his filthy hands on her, as his sadistic mind went into overdrive...
Julie labored to drag the cross across the path. The thing was probably much heavier than her 110 pounds soaking wet. Exhausted, she dropped one end of the patibulum, now wedged into the sand. Try as she might, her toned dance/cheer legs could no longer keep it moving.
But a few rounds from an AK near her feet, and she quickly doubled her efforts once more. The soldiers laughed at her pathetic efforts and ogled her heaving perspiration sheened body as it pressed against the foreboding wood.
She glared at her boyfriend up ahead who was dragging another cross. That idiot thought it would be fun to swindle a local on a drug deal and thought he could get away with it. Never in a million years could she have imagined being abducted in the middle of the beach. It was right in front of the police too! And they just looked away. Who were these people?!?
Overlooking the scene, Mendoza smirked. Ever the history buff, the irony was obvious, watching this couple suffer the carriage of their crosses. After all, it was his ancestors who were deemed religious heretics... and crucified by colonialists. The imagery burned in his mind, so much so that crucifixion was a staple of his vicious retributions.
He focused his gaze on Julie. That skimpy outfit did little to conceal her curvaceous lithe body as it strained sinuously in distress. He couldn't wait to get his filthy hands on her, as his sadistic mind went into overdrive...