Some Sketches

[Apostate]

Bloody girls

But surely this one will bleed out and die too quickly.

Mistake, or backhanded mercy?

 

[Andyman]

1, 2, 3...

 

[Barbaria1]

1, 2, 3...

How come the guys in 3 get to cover up?

No fair!

 

[Apostate]

How come the guys in 3 get to cover up?

No fair!

Your outrage is palpable.

 

[poem21045]

How come the guys in 3 get to cover up?

No fair!

They're professional loincloth models. . .

 

[Andyman]

Four best pals. Well, naybe three...

 

[Andyman]

Or maybe just two?

 

[Apostate]

Or maybe just two?

I see where this is going. And I have no complaints.

 

[Barbaria1]

Or maybe just two?

And then there was one?

 

[Loxuru]

And then there was one?

And finally four ...again?

 

[Andyman]

And finally four ...again?

That was the most probable option, wasn't it? But maybe another day.

 

[Loxuru]

That was the most probable option, wasn't it? But maybe another day.

They had all four sworn friendship and mutual loyalty until death parted them, so,...

 

[Andyman]

Crucified at the doorstep of her master's palace. Unfortunately, the main entrance to the building was situated in the very middle of the city just at the widest street. Now there is five o'clock and no one is here but after an hour or two the streets will be full of people. And till the evening thousands and thousands of them will see the crucified slave.

 

[Andyman]

The last yards.

 

[Andyman]

In sickness and in health, until death do us part.

 

[Andyman]

The lonely girl at the sunrise.

 

[Andyman]

The mutinous king is dead. His harem is still dying.

 

[Andyman]

So called "innocent victims" (every criminal swears she's innocent, eh?) crucified on so called St. Andrew's crosses.

 

[Andyman]

A stowaway caught in act and left on the seashore as a punishment. Maybe she was a spy? And maybe not? But there was no time to check her true motives. So we simply took her clothes, fucked her, nailed her to some extra wooden planks found somewhere and left her to die on a shore. Nothing special for the sailors.

 

[Loxuru]

A stowaway caught in act and left on the seashore as a punishment. Maybe she was a spy? And maybe not? But there was no time to check her true motives. So we simply took her clothes, fucked her, nailed her to some extra wooden planks found somewhere and left her to die on a shore. Nothing special for the sailors.

And no one knew her name.
Not that it did matter.