Oh, that was a good one. Thanks for bringing it back. Such memories! As usual, Connie had my back
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Oh, that was a good one. Thanks for bringing it back. Such memories! As usual, Connie had my back
You are a sick bastard!!! Waitress, bring him a drink!!!
"That sounds remarkably like what happened when he warned the Elf Warrior in our story, wouldn't you agree, Mr. Phlebas?"
"Indeed so, Mr. Jollyrei," said Phlebas. "Some people don't know when to quit."
"Some sort of education in that regard might be in order."
"I'm a very patient teacher, Mr. Jollyrei," said Phlebas.
It's hard to say. I think Phlebas is the big one. He's got a more reserved look about him.
It's hard to say. I think Phlebas is the big one. He's got a more reserved look about him.
Reserved? Check.
Big? Ask RR, Wragg and Bob.
Big where it counts
RL Phlebas is not someone you ask to get things off the top shelf in supermarkets!
Still, this is fantasy
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Loxuru
Graf von Kreuzigung
Reserved? Big? Ask Barbria Moria! She knows Phlebas the best!
http://www.cruxforums.com/xf/threads/barbria-moria-adultrix.6917/#post-393758
RL Wragg could stand on tiptoes and add a titulus to a cross.... I've just never been required to.
That was a great image, Jollyrei!
That's okay. RL Jolly is actually quite tall, and not nearly as nasty and conniving as Mr. Jollyrei (or as naive as my other alter-ego
). 
I'm so sorry.RL Wragg could stand on tiptoes and add a titulus to a cross.... I've just never been required to.
H&S regs, must use a ladder. And you have to have Higher Grade Certificate in Nailing -
it's a tricky job, fixing a titulus when the bod's already hanging there
(a hitch that occurred to me even as a kid, when I first heard the Gospel story -
and it must have occurred to the squaddie given the job -
if Pontius P had real nous, he'd have thought of pinning that notice up before they'd crucified Jesus!)
Oh, let's give the poor man a break. How many times don't you think of that really clever thing you should have said after it's too late. Pontius at least got his chance.
I had to modify a manip I posted on DA, (too much. um, male arousal 
). The original is over on the Lovely Ladies Crucified thread.
So here's the updated image together with it's story
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"I say, Titus, that fellow looks very pleased to see me!"
"I'm sure he is, milady," replied Titus, diplomatically, "Your grace and beauty is famed throughout the empire!"
"Oh you sweet man!" she purred, "you shall get your reward when you come to my bed tonight."
Titus felt his own cock stirring, while at the same time offering a silent prayer to the gods that Lady Felicia's husband remained ignorant of their affair. Everyone was talking about the noblewoman, Babria Moria, who had died naked on a cross in an arena with only a Nubian slave for company. Her lover, Phlebas, had not gone to a cross, although the story was told that he'd yearned for crucifixion as an easier option since his wife had found out about him and Babria....
Felicia's gaze strayed from the phallus to its owner. "Who is he, anyway?" And then to the five young women crucified in various attitudes around him. "What's happening here?"
The crucified were yelling for help and mercy. Felicia looked at one, crucified with her arms over the patibulum, nails through her forearms. She was shrieking for Jesus to save her. "These are Christians, aren't they?"
"Indeed they are, milady. This is their priest. We thought it might be, um, 'entertaining' to crucify him surrounded by the more comely members of his followers. She," he nodded to the girl shrieking for Jesus, "is Simone. That position shows her breasts to considerable advantage, we thought."
"You're an artist, Titus. What about her?" One of the girls had been crucified facing her cross.
"That's Katharina. We had the devil's own job stripping her for her cross. Fought us tooth and nail. Said she didn't want to be naked in front of the priest. So we nailed her facing the wood. Besides," he added, gazing thoughtfully in her direction, "she has a nice ass."
"They are all nailed," she observed, "except her?" The woman nearest the gate had only been tied to her cross.
"Anna," he said. "The priest's wife. We crucified her first. She watched them all being crucified, and now she can watch them all die. She should last at least a week, like that. Opposite her is Poppy. And the last one is Jenia. Lovely isn't she?"
"They all are, and you're a bastard, Titus. And I love you. You've made me hotter than hell! Quick! Get me home to bed!"
). The original is over on the Lovely Ladies Crucified thread.So here's the updated image together with it's story
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"I say, Titus, that fellow looks very pleased to see me!"
"I'm sure he is, milady," replied Titus, diplomatically, "Your grace and beauty is famed throughout the empire!"
"Oh you sweet man!" she purred, "you shall get your reward when you come to my bed tonight."
Titus felt his own cock stirring, while at the same time offering a silent prayer to the gods that Lady Felicia's husband remained ignorant of their affair. Everyone was talking about the noblewoman, Babria Moria, who had died naked on a cross in an arena with only a Nubian slave for company. Her lover, Phlebas, had not gone to a cross, although the story was told that he'd yearned for crucifixion as an easier option since his wife had found out about him and Babria....
Felicia's gaze strayed from the phallus to its owner. "Who is he, anyway?" And then to the five young women crucified in various attitudes around him. "What's happening here?"
The crucified were yelling for help and mercy. Felicia looked at one, crucified with her arms over the patibulum, nails through her forearms. She was shrieking for Jesus to save her. "These are Christians, aren't they?"
"Indeed they are, milady. This is their priest. We thought it might be, um, 'entertaining' to crucify him surrounded by the more comely members of his followers. She," he nodded to the girl shrieking for Jesus, "is Simone. That position shows her breasts to considerable advantage, we thought."
"You're an artist, Titus. What about her?" One of the girls had been crucified facing her cross.
"That's Katharina. We had the devil's own job stripping her for her cross. Fought us tooth and nail. Said she didn't want to be naked in front of the priest. So we nailed her facing the wood. Besides," he added, gazing thoughtfully in her direction, "she has a nice ass."
"They are all nailed," she observed, "except her?" The woman nearest the gate had only been tied to her cross.
"Anna," he said. "The priest's wife. We crucified her first. She watched them all being crucified, and now she can watch them all die. She should last at least a week, like that. Opposite her is Poppy. And the last one is Jenia. Lovely isn't she?"
"They all are, and you're a bastard, Titus. And I love you. You've made me hotter than hell! Quick! Get me home to bed!"
morten sigurdson
Voivode of Wallachia
Wonderful story and artworkI had to modify a manip I posted on DA, (too much. um, male arousal
So here's the updated image together with it's story
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"I say, Titus, that fellow looks very pleased to see me!"
"I'm sure he is, milady," replied Titus, diplomatically, "Your grace and beauty is famed throughout the empire!"
"Oh you sweet man!" she purred, "you shall get your reward when you come to my bed tonight."
Titus felt his own cock stirring, while at the same time offering a silent prayer to the gods that Lady Felicia's husband remained ignorant of their affair. Everyone was talking about the noblewoman, Babria Moria, who had died naked on a cross in an arena with only a Nubian slave for company. Her lover, Phlebas, had not gone to a cross, although the story was told that he'd yearned for crucifixion as an easier option since his wife had found out about him and Babria....
Felicia's gaze strayed from the phallus to its owner. "Who is he, anyway?" And then to the five young women crucified in various attitudes around him. "What's happening here?"
The crucified were yelling for help and mercy. Felicia looked at one, crucified with her arms over the patibulum, nails through her forearms. She was shrieking for Jesus to save her. "These are Christians, aren't they?"
"Indeed they are, milady. This is their priest. We thought it might be, um, 'entertaining' to crucify him surrounded by the more comely members of his followers. She," he nodded to the girl shrieking for Jesus, "is Simone. That position shows her breasts to considerable advantage, we thought."
"You're an artist, Titus. What about her?" One of the girls had been crucified facing her cross.
"That's Katharina. We had the devil's own job stripping her for her cross. Fought us tooth and nail. Said she didn't want to be naked in front of the priest. So we nailed her facing the wood. Besides," he added, gazing thoughtfully in her direction, "she has a nice ass."
"They are all nailed," she observed, "except her?" The woman nearest the gate had only been tied to her cross.
"Anna," he said. "The priest's wife. We crucified her first. She watched them all being crucified, and now she can watch them all die. She should last at least a week, like that. Opposite her is Poppy. And the last one is Jenia. Lovely isn't she?"
"They all are, and you're a bastard, Titus. And I love you. You've made me hotter than hell! Quick! Get me home to bed!"
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Loxuru
Graf von Kreuzigung
Oh-oh!
And, according to the pic, watching how her husband still draws other female attention!
Fine pic and story, Wragg!
I'm not quite sure what the good people at DA think an appropriate response is to lovely naked women on crosses. I mean, if one didn't get aroused by them, the poor girls would likely feel offended, I would think. One has to be polite.I had to modify a manip I posted on DA, (too much. um, male arousal
I enjoyed the story as much the second time around as when I read it on the other thread.
Too bad that lady in blue got in the way of seeing the girl in the back there.
Silly woman... At least I managed to elbow her out of the way a bit, but any further to the left and I'd have been banned from DA.Too bad that lady in blue got in the way of seeing the girl in the back there.
Double standards. Women get pert hard nipples when they get excited about things, or just a little chilly, and everyone thinks that's worth dropping everything to take a photo or paint a picture, or write poetry.Silly woman... At least I managed to elbow her out of the way a bit, but any further to the left and I'd have been banned from DA.
One lad gets a little tumescent and everyone is banned from the club for life.
Anyway, glad to see you're being safe rather than sorry, which is more than the bloke on the cross managed. 
Crux-Emperor Baracus X
Rectidolor
Ok I've decided to join in the fun....
A short story of sorts...inspired by something Eulalia commented on a previous post elsewhere....
A short story of sorts...inspired by something Eulalia commented on a previous post elsewhere....
Crux-Emperor Baracus X
Rectidolor
A Cruel Contest ..... 
Two slavegirls condemned
One a busty slim Brunette
The other Auburn,slimmer..
Sentenced to their death
Crucifixion on the X-Cross !!
A banned Lesbian affair
Caught in their sexual act
Forbidden by their owner
Imprisoned for their love
A justice indeed unfair....
The court also decreed
For cruel entertainment,
A nasty race of sorts...
An unpleasant prize...
The loser surely "wins" (!!)
Stripped of their tunics
Granted simple cloths
Tied together at the hips
Barely covering Sex,nor Bum
Deliberate loose fitting indeed !!
They are quite anxious...
For good reason indeed...
The first one to go naked
Losing their loincloth on route
She takes longer to die !!
Carrying their Crossbeams,
Soon they're setting off
A steady walking pace...
Urged by the baying crowd
Encouraged by the Whips...
Before very long,tragically
The auburn slave,she groans
Her cloth is slipping slowly
No way to hoik it back up...
Tries wriggling,but in vain !!
Behind her,brunette slave watches
Feels sympathy for her lover
A cruel twist of genetics
Her hips are wider,fortunately
Her loincloth stays up....
Inevitably the leading slave cries
Her loincloth slips right down
It entangles her chained feet
Angrily,bitterly kicks it away
Naked,exposed,she's lost the bid
Crucified ,nailed they both hang
Facing each other in desolation
However one thing is certain
The naked loser suffers grief...
Forced to watch her lover die.
After many long agonising hours
The time for execution dawns
Soldiers approach the clad,brunette
Swings a mallet, breaking her legs !!
She's screaming,hysterical noise...
Helplessly the other watches her die
The auburn girl suffers,and grieves
Naked,horrified and truly scared
Sobs in frustration for her friend,
Curses her appalling bad luck....
How much longer must she hang ??
If only she had been less thin...
All because of her rotten loincloth
She lost the gamble,so unfair..
Now she has to wait ages...to Die !!
The End.....
Two slavegirls condemned
One a busty slim Brunette
The other Auburn,slimmer..
Sentenced to their death
Crucifixion on the X-Cross !!
A banned Lesbian affair
Caught in their sexual act
Forbidden by their owner
Imprisoned for their love
A justice indeed unfair....
The court also decreed
For cruel entertainment,
A nasty race of sorts...
An unpleasant prize...
The loser surely "wins" (!!)
Stripped of their tunics
Granted simple cloths
Tied together at the hips
Barely covering Sex,nor Bum
Deliberate loose fitting indeed !!
They are quite anxious...
For good reason indeed...
The first one to go naked
Losing their loincloth on route
She takes longer to die !!
Carrying their Crossbeams,
Soon they're setting off
A steady walking pace...
Urged by the baying crowd
Encouraged by the Whips...
Before very long,tragically
The auburn slave,she groans
Her cloth is slipping slowly
No way to hoik it back up...
Tries wriggling,but in vain !!
Behind her,brunette slave watches
Feels sympathy for her lover
A cruel twist of genetics
Her hips are wider,fortunately
Her loincloth stays up....
Inevitably the leading slave cries
Her loincloth slips right down
It entangles her chained feet
Angrily,bitterly kicks it away
Naked,exposed,she's lost the bid
Crucified ,nailed they both hang
Facing each other in desolation
However one thing is certain
The naked loser suffers grief...
Forced to watch her lover die.
After many long agonising hours
The time for execution dawns
Soldiers approach the clad,brunette
Swings a mallet, breaking her legs !!
She's screaming,hysterical noise...
Helplessly the other watches her die
The auburn girl suffers,and grieves
Naked,horrified and truly scared
Sobs in frustration for her friend,
Curses her appalling bad luck....
How much longer must she hang ??
If only she had been less thin...
All because of her rotten loincloth
She lost the gamble,so unfair..
Now she has to wait ages...to Die !!
The End.....