Some Sketches

[Andyman]

Passion play in the village


The parishioners who accompanied one of their friends and neighbors playing the Messiah on the Way of the Cross, admiring her acting during the meeting with her mother, her falls and her speech to the crying women, now are surprised, amused, disgusted or even full of contempt, seeing her being stripped full naked at the Station X. They were not warned about this!

Moreover, she wasn't either. She simply agreed to the contract and left every details to the priest and the director. Yes, she knew that the proper scenic outfit for the crucified would be limited to the crown of thorns... But she did not really believe that official factors would agree, and even more so that they would like to film the entire performance.

The women and their husbands will be much more surprised and amused or outraged when they realize that the amateur actress will carry her beam 500 m to the Station XI, still full nude, shaking her buttocks before the eyes of all the procession.

And there they will be surprised as hell, when at the Station XI her hands will be hammered with the real nails and she, half-alive with pain, after much too short recovery, will be forced to get up and to carry the beam nailed to her wrists 600 m more, to the Station XII, naked and bleeding. The soldiers will have to support her by the hips and under her arms to keep her from fainting along the way.

And there, at the cross roads, where much more people will be gathered, she will be finally lifted up high, to the top of the post, nailed by the feet, and after some ten minutes of the real horrifying sex show, composed of after about ten minutes of a real, horrifying sexual display, consisting of sudden jumps and spasmodic movements of her tortured exposed body and heart-rending screams, making a few of the youngest, shy and sensitive gawkers to faint, supposedly pierced with a spear.

And then she will be carried by the parishioners together with her cross, still lying nude on her back and being nailed to the wood, to the Station XIII, where her nails will be finally removed and her nude "corpse" after being mourned by her "mother" will be lifted onto a sheet of fabric as if on a stretcher and carried 400 m farther, to the church.

And there, at the Station XIV, she will be finally laid in the "tomb" erected before the altar and being covered with a semi-transparent cloth only, and she will lie like this throughout the entire Holy Mass, an hour and a half, pretending to be dead.

 

[Andyman]

Anna

Knowing that (sentenced to death for being too bold in criticizing the authorities) Anna was an honest, modest and shy woman, her executioners took special care, even before her crucifixion, to humiliate and disgrace her in the eyes of her fellow countrymen, so as to change their sympathy and pity into contempt and indignation. After stripping her naked, they did not immediately lay her on the ground but spun her around, showing her to everyone, touching her private parts and forced her to perform figures resembling a gymnastics or a dance, which took some ten minutes, and finally they brutally raped her.

And then they nailed her with her legs facing the crowd, forcing her to expose her genitals to the onlookers as she spread her legs and twisted her hips in pain as the nails were driven in.

And after nailing, they lifted her on the cross with her lower abdomen smeared in semen, which matted the hair on her vulva and created half-dried icicles at the bottom of her labia. While being lifted up onto the wood, but her feet still not hammered, the unfortunate condemned writhed in pain and kicked her legs, showing everyone her nakedness, and indeed the crowd of her compatriots, initially hostile towards the soldiers but sympathetic towards the condemned woman, seeing her so degraded, despised the woman, who was considered a shameless and licentious whore, and began, along with the Roman citizens watching the execution, to laugh, clap and mock the inhuman suffering of the dying.

And when the sun was setting down, and the time came to finish her off, they forced the soldiers not to break her legs but to burn her alive, piling a pile of brushwood and wood under the cross, not so high to kill her in an instant, but rather to slowly roast her legs and crotch, and then laughed and cheered hearing the heart-rending, terrifying screams of the woman dying in terrible agony.

 

[Andyman]

Elena

Elena, despite being 18, had never had a boyfriend. Somehow she didn't make it. Although she was a hottie. She always dreamed of finally catching up with her friends, who either married young or didn't wait to satisfy their desires with Germanic or Greek young men, of whom there were plenty in the port city. Elena dreamed of making the same one day, but her parents kept an eye on her and did not allow her to become familiar with any boys.

When her parents left for the land of the Quadi, which was engulfed by the uprising, and were belatedly deemed traitors, their property was immediately confiscated and their slaves were sold. Elena was initially supposed to be sold into slavery as well, but the judge decided that since the guilty ones themselves could not be punished, it was necessary to clearly emphasize and show everyone that their line was ending. Elena was sentenced in one sentence, first to lose all civil rights and declared a slave, and then to death. And for a slave, death could only take one form: nakedness and the cross.

Stripped naked and led out onto the square, Elena herself did not know what was happening to her. Terrified to the extreme by the death sentence and the terrible suffering that awaited her, she simultaneously felt incredible excitement and arousal. Defending herself against the overwhelming fear, the girl involuntarily focused all her attention on her own nakedness, which caused an explosion of incredibly strong emotions. The desire for the man her young body yearned for took over her to such an extent that she began to ask her tormentors to deprive her of her virginity before her death, even if it was in public. They had probably never heard this from the lips of a woman led to slaughter!

Except that she achieved the exact opposite effect. If she had not said anything, she would probably have been raped and maybe not once - she was really attractive young woman. However, since she had asked for it, it was denied to her, in order to increase her suffering. Her greatest desire to experience physical pleasure was therefore never to be fulfilled.

Desperate and broken, she began to look at the faces of the men watching her while being led to the hill with the beam on her shoulders, full nude and barefoot, and fantasize that she was making love to this or that man. She immersed herself in these fantasies so deeply that she barely realized where she was and what was happening to her. And only the nails driven into her body interrupted her dreams, brutally calling her back to reality.

When she was already hanging on the cross, she tried to fight the excruciating pain in the same way, but she noticed that the crowd surrounding her was mostly made up of women. She had to wander with her eyes, picking out young, attractive men from the crowd, and she let her imagination run wild, and then her body began to react. Her nipples hardened and rose, her labia swelled, her face and breasts turned red, she began to move her hips, breathe loudly and moan. She couldn't touch her clitoris or breasts, but her body, upset by the terrible pain, reacted with hypersensitivity to the mere thought and to the slightest touch. Scraping her buttocks on the wood and turning her head from side to side so that her hairs moved over her nipples, touching them, she irritated her intimate areas so much that after half a minute she began to climax.

Of course, the onlookers noticed this, and while earlier there had been many people among the gathered who sympathized with the young martyr, now the entire crowd began to burst into loud laughter and exchange comments about the indecent cow who had the nerve to masturbate in front of them and loudly moaning "Please... fuck... me...!"

And Elena blushed with embarrassment every now and then, trying to squeeze her legs together and hide her behavior until the pain allowed her to, and then repeating the only escape from the horrible reality she had left, spreading her thighs and dancing her erotic dance. The comments of the spectators, especially the male voices, although she could hear few of them between the laughter and mockery of the girls and women, multiplied her sexual arousal and allowed her to maintain an erection despite the terrible pain that pierced her wounds and her whole body time and again. In fact both these factors cooperate in supporting her arousal and erection.

After five hours of such unspeakable torment, and many epizodes of climaxing, the girl finally exhausted all her strength and almost lost her mind. She hung helplessly on the tree of the cross, spreading her legs wide, no longer remembering where she was or what was happening to her, seeing and hearing nothing. And only then did the crowd begin to disperse and the soldiers approached and broke her legs and, as a sign of contempt for her indecent behavior, pierced her vagina with spears. And only then, after several minutes of screaming, wheezing, struggling and trembling on the cross, Elena finally became still, falling into nothingness.

 

[thehangingtree]

Elena
The desire for the man her young body yearned for took over her to such an extent that she began to ask her tormentors to deprive her of her virginity before her death, even if it was in public. They had probably never heard this from the lips of a woman led to slaughter!

Except that she achieved the exact opposite effect. If she had not said anything, she would probably have been raped and maybe not once - she was really attractive young woman. However, since she had asked for it, it was denied to her, in order to increase her suffering. Her greatest desire to experience physical pleasure was therefore never to be fulfilled.

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Perverted bastards! Denying the condemned woman the only thing she asked for before she is put to death on the cross...

The bastards made her die a virgin! Women, do not let this happen to you!!!

 

[johnbratten]

I enjoy the boobs-from-below view of Elena on the cross.

 

[Andyman]

The male Bad Thief (nailed) and the female Good Thief (prepared to be nailed) on Good Friday at the bank of the Norrstrom canal in Stockholm.

 

[Andyman]

The first Passion Play performed in the Singapore city did not attract much attention. So the decision was made to use real nails the following year, as in the famous Filipino plays. But this did not increase the attendance either. For the third year, a local woman took the stage, in a long dress, arousing slightly more interest from passers-by and the media. But it was the fourth edition, played by Jana (31), an immigrant from Eastern Europe, who had no problem undressing in front of the cameras and the audience, that was a real breakthrough and began a new chapter.

 

[Loxuru]

The male Bad Thief (nailed) and the female Good Thief (prepared to be nailed) on Good Friday at the bank of the Norrstrom canal in Stockholm.

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In Sweden, they know how to celebrate Good Friday!

Volunteers, or criminals executed for the occasion?

 

[Andyman]

Two more trios...

 

[Naraku]

The male Bad Thief (nailed) and the female Good Thief (prepared to be nailed) on Good Friday at the bank of the Norrstrom canal in Stockholm.

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When I first read this I though it said "back of the Nordstrom". I though they had been caught shoplifting from a high end clothing store.

 

[johnbratten]

Two more trios...

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I very much enjoy these triptychs of torture.

 

[Andyman]

Passion Play in Moscow

The first Passion Play after the war was meant as a shocking event, chilling the blood in the veins and at the same time so exciting that no one could resist the desire to see it with their own eyes. People were tired of the war and numb, almost every family had lost someone. In order for these people to want to come to church and participate in the Easter liturgy, an incentive as strong as an atomic bomb was needed. And indeed, in exchange for a promise to be released from prison, the regime's political opponent, Natasha Nikolaevna Petrova, sentenced to 25 years, agreed to play the role of the Messiah, agreeing to all the requirements of the script. In fact, she had no choice. And on Good Friday at eleven o'clock she set off with the cross beam on her back from St. Basil's Church with a procession around Red Square, where at noon sharp she was stripped naked and nailed to the cross with real nails in a real crown of thorns. Crying with shame and writhing and screaming with pain, she danced on the cross for three hours until three o'clock. And then a soldier dressed as a legionnaire approached her and plunged a real spear blade under her breast. For a dozen or so seconds, the deceived woman struggled with despair and the overwhelming horror of death, and then her tortured body fell down, spreading her thighs wide in a gesture of helplessness, and the last tears flowed from her eyes. And then she became still and no longer felt as her body was taken down from the cross, placed on her mother's lap and placed in the grave, and after the liturgy was finished, taken to the waste incinerator and cremated.

 

[thecuriousone]

Passion Play in Moscow

The first Passion Play after the war was meant as a shocking event, chilling the blood in the veins and at the same time so exciting that no one could resist the desire to see it with their own eyes. People were tired of the war and numb, almost every family had lost someone. In order for these people to want to come to church and participate in the Easter liturgy, an incentive as strong as an atomic bomb was needed. And indeed, in exchange for a promise to be released from prison, the regime's political opponent, Natasha Nikolaevna Petrova, sentenced to 25 years, agreed to play the role of the Messiah, agreeing to all the requirements of the script. In fact, she had no choice. And on Good Friday at eleven o'clock she set off with the cross beam on her back from St. Basil's Church with a procession around Red Square, where at noon sharp she was stripped naked and nailed to the cross with real nails in a real crown of thorns. Crying with shame and writhing and screaming with pain, she danced on the cross for three hours until three o'clock. And then a soldier dressed as a legionnaire approached her and plunged a real spear blade under her breast. For a dozen or so seconds, the deceived woman struggled with despair and the overwhelming horror of death, and then her tortured body fell down, spreading her thighs wide in a gesture of helplessness, and the last tears flowed from her eyes. And then she became still and no longer felt as her body was taken down from the cross, placed on her mother's lap and placed in the grave, and after the liturgy was finished, taken to the waste incinerator and cremated.

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I like the story behind the pics.

 

[Andyman]

Sharon's Good Friday

Sharon, who was employed in the theater, but as a seamstress in the props department, not as an actress, which she didn't like very much, came up with an unusual way to get rich quick and no longer have to work at the sewing machine.

She made a bet with her friends from the theater troupe and neighbors that this year she would play the role of the crucified Christ. About ten of them probably accepted the bet.

She made a bet with her colleagues from the studio that she would really let herself be nailed. As many as three bet five hundred dollars that she would chicken out.

She made a bet with two of them and also with her boss that she would stay on the cross for three hours. The boss said that he would bet a thousand for each full hour.

Knowing that a film and broadcast would be recorded, for which she was supposed to receive a large fee, she bet that not only in the scene "Jesus stripped of his garments" she would appear naked in front of the cameras, but also remain naked for the entire three hours until the end of the show.

No one believed this anymore and the sum of the bets increased almost as much as during the rugby season.

It must be said that Sharon turned out to be exceptionally brave, but also exceptionally careless, if not naive.

Trusting in her strength, she did not foresee the enormous effort and suffering she would be exposed to and how close she really was to dying on the cross and almost never receiving her prize. She had had enough after fifteen minutes and after an hour she began to lose consciousness, after two she was almost mad with pain and shame, and she does not remember anything from the third hour at all. Only on the film did she see with horror that for almost the whole third hour she was struggling, jumping on the cross, spreading her legs and arching her body, rubbing her buttocks on the pole, tearing the skin until it bled, crying, howling, squealing at the top of her voice and babbling something incomprehensibly, alternating between orgasm and terribly painful convulsions and muscle spasms, and so much so that she almost tore the nails out of the wounds. Again and again - at least ten times - the "soldiers" had to place crown of thorns on her head, which fell to the ground when she jumped with her head bowed, throwing her breasts up in the air so much that her nipples were injured by the thorns and the crown fell off. She lost almost one and a half liters of blood and urinated two liters, dehydrating and bleeding out, and finally losing consciousness for good. At that time she had a fever of almost 40 degrees. Only resuscitation, a transfusion and three weeks of treatment saved her.

But it worked, and when Sharon was finally released from the hospital, she was rich and famous and able to quit her hated job as a seamstress in the theater.

It was really a Good Friday, at least for her.

 

[thecuriousone]

After being crucified there's quite a good chance that she will not be able ever to be a seamstress any more....

 

[Andyman]

After being crucified there's quite a good chance that she will not be able ever to be a seamstress any more....

Well, maybe you are right. It was the choice of her own...

 

[thecuriousone]

Well, maybe you are right. It was the choice of her own...

Exactly.

 

[Andyman]

It takes three to Golgotha.

 

[thehangingtree]

It takes three to Golgotha.

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The woman on your left shows the importance of nailing their feet. With these short crosses, all of them could stand on the ground. What kind of a show would that be?

 

[Andyman]

Late spring in the park

Passersby who went to the royal park for an afternoon walk this Friday noticed from a distance that something unusual was happening on the vast lawn in front of the orangery. Three crosses had been placed there, and a large crowd of onlookers had already gathered against the wall of the orangery. When they came closer, they noticed that real actors had been hung on these crosses, undoubtedly playing the roles of the Messiah and the two thieves. And when they were quite close and could make out the exact shapes of the bodies and costumes of the three actors, they usually opened their mouths with astonishment, noticing that the man dressed as the crucified Messiah (i.e. wearing only a crown of thorns and nothing else) was accompanied by two mid-aged women, hanging on crosses to his right and left, dressed as thieves condemned along with Him (i.e. wearing nothing at all). Real nails were driven into their wrists and feet, from under which streams of blood flowed. Moaning and screaming, all three of them alternately lifted their bodies on straight legs and fell down, trembling in convulsive spasms from exhaustion. The women lifted their breasts in painful breaths and clumsily tried to cover their genitals by squeezing their thighs.

The younger of the women, about 35 years old, hanging almost opposite the Messiah, was also the most visible of the three to the approaching spectators, who, walking along the main aisle, had to pass right in front of her, having her vulva at eye level, half a meter in front of them. Her face was purple with shame, but at the same time she showed clear signs of arousal, and her thighs were moist from the mucus flowing from her vagina. Every now and then a spasmodic shiver ran through her body and she alternately opened her mouth wide and closed it, like a fish out of water, suffocating from lack of oxygen, lifting her breasts with erect nipples. She alternately straightened one leg, then the other, shaking her hips and butt, and bent the leg on the opposite side at the knee, which made her thighs slightly spread and their inner side rubbed against her labia, stimulating the stripper even more. The pain seemed to be superimposed on the shame, further intensifying her arousal and forcing the crucified woman to behave in such a degrading manner. She felt she was nearly climaxing and in the same time losing her mind with the horrible pain in her feet.

The older one, about 45 years old, squeezed her eyes shut and turned her head to the side, concentrating on the physical pain but trying not to think about her nakedness, so that although she moaned and screamed more painfully and loudly than her companion, she did not feel any excitement. Slowly rotating her hips from side to side, she tried to keep the knees of her bent legs together, thus turning towards the audience sometimes more with her lower abdomen and sometimes more with her buttocks. Only from time to time, when she opened her eyes and remembered how large a crowd was watching her so humiliated, a blush of shame crossed her face and her eyes filled with tears.

Then the passersby were asked to walk along the path between the naked bodies of the Messiah and the two actresses hanging on the crosses, and take a seat on the side of the orangery, where one could sit and from where the whole stage was clearly visible. And when they learned (to their even greater surprise) that these were not professional actors but volunteers performing for free, and that anyone who wanted could take photos and film the performance as long as they did not get up from their seats and came closer (so as not to block the view of other viewers), almost everyone took out their smartphones and started documenting the uncommon sight.

If they hadn't done this, no one would have believed them that they had seen such an extraordinary scene in the park during an ordinary walk.