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Being on the mends from Covid again, time to post a stand-bye story and render.

Dora watched her friend:
Bea, I know that look! Now don't do anything stupid!
Remember she tried to turn the tables on us and get us crucified.
All the gold would have been hers;
We would have been hanging from the nails like she does now.
She betrayed us and by the grace of the gods and your fathers influence we prevailed.

B:
She nodded, that's all true, but still I feel guilty, even if she deserves to die for what she did.
It is just horrible that she has to suffer so much and so long!

D:
We all took the risk of ending up like that.
She tried to inflict that (pointing finger at Ria) on us,
to get her hands on the gold alone.
I can feel nothing but contempt for her.

B:
You are right Dora.
Her betrayal hurts but seeing her displayed on the nails for all to see?
I need wine, lets get away from here!
Just don't want to watch her.

Dora puts her arm over Bea's shoulder and they walk away.
Ria and the unknown slave remain.
Ouh-oh-ho-ho .... Morticia, that's French! ...Oui. All my triggers hit: multiple crosses: check, dorsal view: check, tan lines: check, whipping marks: check. Great picture crumera. Thank you very much.
 
Great scene, those two ladies discussing in front of the crosses. :thumbsup:
(Being crucifid there and having hay fever must be a real nightmare).
I must say I don't have experience with hay fever,
but having to sneeze continually while on the cross,
would make it bone-rattling more worse.

@Wragg still recovering.

@patbeer thanks!
 
Holy shit, why have I never forgot about sneezing on the cross? That would be AGONY, I shudder the image how the nails would feel as you jerk forward. And your nose dripping, itching, and being unable to get your hands anywhere close... a special kind of torture.
 
Holy shit, why have I never forgot about sneezing on the cross? That would be AGONY, I shudder the image how the nails would feel as you jerk forward. And your nose dripping, itching, and being unable to get your hands anywhere close... a special kind of torture.
Weather is good, the sun shines. But from the cross you see that every mild breeze rushing through the grass and the tree leaves, releases millions of pollens, dropping upon you, irritating your nostrils and your eyes! There you go again! Sneeze! Sneeze! :eek:
 
30 seconds mark

Svetlana hanged for terrorism.
One's terrorist is another one's freedom fighter.
Her mother supported by her youngest sister is watching her eldest hanged.

Her other sister praying in vain for a miracle.
Two other bystanders, one horrified,
the other fascinated how her hands are jerking to get free.

One soldier nervous, afraid for a last minute partisan rescue,
the other quite relaxed taking photographs.
In a few minutes it will all be over for Svetlana.
For her family the grief will take longer,
they can only take her down after three days to bury her.
 

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Being on the mends from Covid again, time to post a stand-bye story and render.

Dora watched her friend:
Bea, I know that look! Now don't do anything stupid!
Remember she tried to turn the tables on us and get us crucified.
All the gold would have been hers;
We would have been hanging from the nails like she does now.
She betrayed us and by the grace of the gods and your fathers influence we prevailed.

B:
She nodded, that's all true, but still I feel guilty, even if she deserves to die for what she did.
It is just horrible that she has to suffer so much and so long!

D:
We all took the risk of ending up like that.
She tried to inflict that (pointing finger at Ria) on us,
to get her hands on the gold alone.
I can feel nothing but contempt for her.

B:
You are right Dora.
Her betrayal hurts but seeing her displayed on the nails for all to see?
I need wine, lets get away from here!
Just don't want to watch her.

Dora puts her arm over Bea's shoulder and they walk away.
Ria and the unknown slave remain.
Great picture and great story! Was Ria whipped while the slave wasn’t due to Ria’s heavier charges?
 
Great picture and great story! Was Ria whipped while the slave wasn’t due to Ria’s heavier charges?
Thank you!

The slave sucked her judges cock for mercy.
Ria did refuse , even after the encouragement of a light whipping;)

@patbeer Thanks!
No, not a new model just new mix and match from older models.
Hagar base model with Margeaux textures with some morphs to make her less skinny as the basemodel was.
 
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Special aasignment:

Gefreiter Manfred und soldat Uli you are going to hang a wannabe partisan.
Wannabe sir?
Yes she was caught carrying a loaded pistol,
but didn't even know how to get the safety off.

We interogated her and she told everything she knew.
Just showed her the whip and she broke right then.

One thing.. I want you two to humilate her before you hang her.
Use her fear of the whip to get your cock sucked, or just rape her.

Here are your order. Hands the papers to manfred.
Anything special in the orders Leutnant?
She cannot be hanged naked, don't take her skirt away!
For the rest you done this before. Any questions?
Nein herr Leautnant!
Very well get on with it!

15 minutes later fearing she would be whipped before getting hanged otherwise,
she was sucking a german soldiers cock in the back of the truck.
Soon after Manfred came in her mouth he pushed her away.
Uli raped her hard while she was lying on her belly.

A total of 10 minutes had passed,
Some twenty minutes later, Uli would pull the barrel beneath her feet away.
The camera came out and he photographed Svetlana,
while the noose strangles the young woman slowly.

Some german word used:
Nein no
herr sir
Gefreiter corporal
Soldat soldier

uploaded the wrong file at first
Correction fucked up twice! LOL

Now it is the right one!! :D
 

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Special aasignment:

Gefreiter Manfred und soldat Uli you are going to hang a wannabe partisan.
Wannabe sir?
Yes she was caught carrying a loaded pistol,
but didn't even know how to get the safety off.

We interogated her and she told everything she knew.
Just showed her the whip and she broke right then.

One thing.. I want you two to humilate her before you hang her.
Use her fear of the whip to get your cock sucked, or just rape her.

Here are your order. Hands the papers to manfred.
Anything special in the orders Leutnant?
She cannot be hanged naked, don't take her skirt away!
For the rest you done this before. Any questions?
Nein herr Leautnant!
Very well get on with it!

15 minutes later fearing she would be whipped before getting hanged otherwise,
she was sucking a german soldiers cock in the back of the truck.
Soon after Manfred came in her mouth he pushed her away.
Uli raped her hard while she was lying on her belly.

A total of 10 minutes had passed,
Some twenty minutes later, Uli would pull the barrel beneath her feet away.
The camera came out and he photographed Svetlana,
while the noose strangles the young woman slowly.

Some german word used:
Nein no
herr sir
Gefreiter corporal
Soldat soldier

uploaded the wrong file at first
Correction fucked up twice! LOL

Now it is the right one!! :D
Now there is an assignmnent! She got lucky didn't she. Suck a cock or get whipped. Easy choice.
 
As good as dead.
(last in series)

Hannah and Nicolle both nailed up, next to each other.
Guarded to prevent anyone to interfere.
Both in agony, suffering in relative silence now.
Death would come in the end.
First their fit bodies strength needed to be drained slowly.

The pain from hanging on the spikes. Cramps would wrack their muscles more and more.
Thirst would be a real killer, their parched throats ensured they drank the water the guards offered.
No sleep would come, day or night. No rest for their tired muscles.
Blood seeped slowly out of their wounds, but the nails plugged them quite effectively.
Pushing up once in a while to relief their tortured wrist.
Relief coming at the cost of pushing and torturing their feet/ankles against the impaling nails.
Balancing on their feet was tiring and would ache more and more till it was impossible to maintian.
Lowering themselves or collapsing, putting the pressure on the spiked wrist again.

Once in a while one would look at the other, sometimes their eyes met.
In the beginning, after coming to term with the horror they were subjected to,
sometimes a few words were spoken, declaring their love for each other.
Hannah and Nicolle both wanted to say something uplifting to each other,
but really what could they say?
No-one would save them, none would take their pain away.
They knew they would suffer, till death would free them in the end.
Even then, a funeral will be denied to them.
 

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As good as dead.
(last in series)

Hannah and Nicolle both nailed up, next to each other.
Guarded to prevent anyone to interfere.
Both in agony, suffering in relative silence now.
Death would come in the end.
First their fit bodies strength needed to be drained slowly.

The pain from hanging on the spikes. Cramps would wrack their muscles more and more.
Thirst would be a real killer, their parched throats ensured they drank the water the guards offered.
No sleep would come, day or night. No rest for their tired muscles.
Blood seeped slowly out of their wounds, but the nails plugged them quite effectively.
Pushing up once in a while to relief their tortured wrist.
Relief coming at the cost of pushing and torturing their feet/ankles against the impaling nails.
Balancing on their feet was tiring and would ache more and more till it was impossible to maintian.
Lowering themselves or collapsing, putting the pressure on the spiked wrist again.

Once in a while one would look at the other, sometimes their eyes met.
In the beginning, after coming to term with the horror they were subjected to,
sometimes a few words were spoken, declaring their love for each other.
Hannah and Nicolle both wanted to say something uplifting to each other,
but really what could they say?
No-one would save them, none would take their pain away.
They knew they would suffer, till death would free them in the end.
Even then, a funeral will be denied to them.
Archive updated! :)

https://www.cruxforums.com/xf/resources/powerless-by-crumera.989/updates#resource-update-1041
 
Emotions and logic, not the best combination.
A niece trying to save her favorite aunt.
Trying to rip the nails out with her bare hands didn't succeed.
Would have made a real mess if she did.
 

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Emotions and logic, not the best combination.
A niece trying to save her favorite aunt.
Trying to rip the nails out with her bare hands didn't succeed.
Would have made a real mess if she did.
Aaargh! How many times do I have to repeat rule nr. 1 of taking down a crucified : feet first!:nono::roto2palm:

Meanwhile I cannot wait to see her crucified next to her favorite aunt, for this outrageous crime of trying to cheat the course of justice!:nono::loco:
 
As good as dead.
(last in series)

Hannah and Nicolle both nailed up, next to each other.
Guarded to prevent anyone to interfere.
Both in agony, suffering in relative silence now.
Death would come in the end.
First their fit bodies strength needed to be drained slowly.

The pain from hanging on the spikes. Cramps would wrack their muscles more and more.
Thirst would be a real killer, their parched throats ensured they drank the water the guards offered.
No sleep would come, day or night. No rest for their tired muscles.
Blood seeped slowly out of their wounds, but the nails plugged them quite effectively.
Pushing up once in a while to relief their tortured wrist.
Relief coming at the cost of pushing and torturing their feet/ankles against the impaling nails.
Balancing on their feet was tiring and would ache more and more till it was impossible to maintian.
Lowering themselves or collapsing, putting the pressure on the spiked wrist again.

Once in a while one would look at the other, sometimes their eyes met.
In the beginning, after coming to term with the horror they were subjected to,
sometimes a few words were spoken, declaring their love for each other.
Hannah and Nicolle both wanted to say something uplifting to each other,
but really what could they say?
No-one would save them, none would take their pain away.
They knew they would suffer, till death would free them in the end.
Even then, a funeral will be denied to them.
In changing "Hannah and Nicolle" by "Messaline and Judith" , I can dream ......... :rolleyes::rolleyes::rolleyes:
 
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