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The Gods’ Edicts Part X - King Niro’s Wrath
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Lexi and Penny, both nude, on their knees, with their hands tied behind their backs, were leaned forward and sucking ejaculate off of Eva’s thighs.
They were sucking up and swallowing the cum at an eager pace. For Penny, this was because she found this horribly disgusting and figured that if she did it quickly and diligently then it would be over with sooner. Lexi was not so calculating; she was just relieved to not be riding cocks in her tender orifices on the bench. Sure, she found sucking this repulsive ooze off of the rich girl’s body to be terrible, but it was slightly less painful and humiliating than being double penetrated roughly for all to watch, so she sucked and swallowed obediently.
Eva was trying to resist the urge to squirm and moan, lest she make her naked, stretched body jiggle any more embarrassingly for the leering crowd. But the two slave girls were working their way up her thighs swiftly, and soon they would arrive at her vagina.
There was lots of the executioners’ ejaculate smattered all over her throbbing groin, and she dreaded the humiliation of these slaves sucking there with their warm mouths. She had a feeling that the sensations would cause her to act indignantly. But then her traumatized mind reminded her that she had no more dignity and her trepidation turned to shame and despair.
Somewhere up and behind her a crucified slave let out a pitiful scream of agony. Eva wondered if it was the slave she had selected, who had carried her cross to the stage from the dungeons.
Eva’s mind began to race, thinking desperately of ways that she might somehow earn mercy from the King. There had to be a way she could avoid the cross. Avoid death! There had to be!
Eva’s mind suddenly stopped racing and she surprised herself by letting out a loud, sensual moan as one of the slave girls sucked a bunch of cum off of her vagina lips.
The crowd applauded and Eva blushed and moaned and squirmed against the ropes binding her as the slave girls Penny and Lexi sucked her vagina and hips clean of semen.
They were sucking up and swallowing the cum at an eager pace. For Penny, this was because she found this horribly disgusting and figured that if she did it quickly and diligently then it would be over with sooner. Lexi was not so calculating; she was just relieved to not be riding cocks in her tender orifices on the bench. Sure, she found sucking this repulsive ooze off of the rich girl’s body to be terrible, but it was slightly less painful and humiliating than being double penetrated roughly for all to watch, so she sucked and swallowed obediently.
Eva was trying to resist the urge to squirm and moan, lest she make her naked, stretched body jiggle any more embarrassingly for the leering crowd. But the two slave girls were working their way up her thighs swiftly, and soon they would arrive at her vagina.
There was lots of the executioners’ ejaculate smattered all over her throbbing groin, and she dreaded the humiliation of these slaves sucking there with their warm mouths. She had a feeling that the sensations would cause her to act indignantly. But then her traumatized mind reminded her that she had no more dignity and her trepidation turned to shame and despair.
Somewhere up and behind her a crucified slave let out a pitiful scream of agony. Eva wondered if it was the slave she had selected, who had carried her cross to the stage from the dungeons.
Eva’s mind began to race, thinking desperately of ways that she might somehow earn mercy from the King. There had to be a way she could avoid the cross. Avoid death! There had to be!
Eva’s mind suddenly stopped racing and she surprised herself by letting out a loud, sensual moan as one of the slave girls sucked a bunch of cum off of her vagina lips.
The crowd applauded and Eva blushed and moaned and squirmed against the ropes binding her as the slave girls Penny and Lexi sucked her vagina and hips clean of semen.
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Illara
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The crowd was eagerly watching Eva squirm and moan as slave girls Lexi and Penny sucked on her sensitive groin. They were eager to watch the condemned girls work their way up her tight belly then suck the thick cum off of her ample breasts.
Eva was putting on a delightful show for them, her supple body jiggling with every movement as she writhed against the wood she was tied to. An exciting preview for the crowd into how she would suffer on the cross, and she was also unable to conceal her visceral shame and humiliation at what was happening to her also.
So it came to pass that very few of the citizens in the crowd noticed the skinny slave girl who had borne Lexi’s cross raise herself up shakily for the last time.
The lead executioner was not surprised. He had seen how lean the girl’s arms were as she was nailed, and with breasts unusually large for her frame, he had surmised that she would be the first to perish of the three slave girls currently crucified.
The slave girl was in so much pain that the dread of death had turned into a perverse longing for it. She wanted the agony to end. But just as she had been a slave onto others in life; nailed to the cross she had become a slave onto her own body. And it was a cruel master. From the moment she had been nailed up until now, for many horrific hours, she had squirmed and writhed and strained against the nails in her wrists and feet. Every single movement caused excruciating pain, but she couldn’t stop.
She had tried to will her body to stop, to just hang and let death overtake her. But her body fought desperately for air, causing her agonizing pain and suffering.
But now, she flexed her legs. She tightened her ass muscles. She strained her arms. She felt her heavy breasts dangle painfully from her chest. And her muscles refused. They were done.
Her legs and arms spasmed and twitched slightly as the muscles tried to work, but enough were exhausted such that she barely moved at all.
It’s happening she thought in shock. She looked down at her naked, sweaty body, on full display, and she looked out at the crowd. She did not have the strength to lift her head, but her eyes rotated and she could see a few dozen faces at the front of the crowd.
All eyes were on the stage, watching one of the condemned girls get sucked on by two of the others.
They do not even care that I am about to die the slave girl thought. Why am I nailed up here if they do not even care!? Why!? No! No! No! Please! No!
Her mind screamed for mercy and salvation but her mouth hung open silently. She died a few minutes later, her knees bent slightly and her legs spread, her head hanging down, lifeless eyes staring at her sweat-drenched breasts.
The crucified slave girl on the center cross noticed that the young slave girl to her right had perished. She let out a cry of despair at seeing the horrific glimpse of her fast-approaching fate…
Eva was putting on a delightful show for them, her supple body jiggling with every movement as she writhed against the wood she was tied to. An exciting preview for the crowd into how she would suffer on the cross, and she was also unable to conceal her visceral shame and humiliation at what was happening to her also.
So it came to pass that very few of the citizens in the crowd noticed the skinny slave girl who had borne Lexi’s cross raise herself up shakily for the last time.
The lead executioner was not surprised. He had seen how lean the girl’s arms were as she was nailed, and with breasts unusually large for her frame, he had surmised that she would be the first to perish of the three slave girls currently crucified.
The slave girl was in so much pain that the dread of death had turned into a perverse longing for it. She wanted the agony to end. But just as she had been a slave onto others in life; nailed to the cross she had become a slave onto her own body. And it was a cruel master. From the moment she had been nailed up until now, for many horrific hours, she had squirmed and writhed and strained against the nails in her wrists and feet. Every single movement caused excruciating pain, but she couldn’t stop.
She had tried to will her body to stop, to just hang and let death overtake her. But her body fought desperately for air, causing her agonizing pain and suffering.
But now, she flexed her legs. She tightened her ass muscles. She strained her arms. She felt her heavy breasts dangle painfully from her chest. And her muscles refused. They were done.
Her legs and arms spasmed and twitched slightly as the muscles tried to work, but enough were exhausted such that she barely moved at all.
It’s happening she thought in shock. She looked down at her naked, sweaty body, on full display, and she looked out at the crowd. She did not have the strength to lift her head, but her eyes rotated and she could see a few dozen faces at the front of the crowd.
All eyes were on the stage, watching one of the condemned girls get sucked on by two of the others.
They do not even care that I am about to die the slave girl thought. Why am I nailed up here if they do not even care!? Why!? No! No! No! Please! No!
Her mind screamed for mercy and salvation but her mouth hung open silently. She died a few minutes later, her knees bent slightly and her legs spread, her head hanging down, lifeless eyes staring at her sweat-drenched breasts.
The crucified slave girl on the center cross noticed that the young slave girl to her right had perished. She let out a cry of despair at seeing the horrific glimpse of her fast-approaching fate…
damuffin653
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i love death by crucifixtion and since there naked it helps too as they suffer
Illara
Tribune
Lexi and Penny were working their way up Eva with their mouths, fast approaching her breasts. Both slave girls’ mouths were thick with the taste of cum and sweat. Lexi and Penny yearned to stop sucking semen off of Eva’s body, but they also knew that this torture ending meant that a new one would begin. Or they would be marched to the crosses for their final suffering.
As Lexi and Penny focused on roving Eva’s body with their mouths, diligently slurping up anything they found, lest their minds ruminate on their dreadful, impending agony, Eva was battling the mind-shattering humiliation of this current shaming.
Eva hated the apathy of the crowd. How they were enjoying her utter, dehumanizing display. She felt one of the slaves wrap her lips around her nipple and suck. Eva let out an embarrassing yelp of carnal sensation. Eva squirmed and moaned as the girls sucked her breasts clean from every angle.
The crowd was cheering.
Up on the crosses, the blonde who had been chosen by Eva was growing delirious from the pain. She wondered if the crowd was cheering for her. Celebrating her agony. Her slow death. The cum that her executioners had adorned her chest and neck with had either caked to her skin or run down her body as she sweat profusely in her suffering on the cross. As she struggled against the nails in her wrists and feet, she could feel tormenting thoughts running through her mind. She could almost feel the Gods mocking her as she strained and heaved and moaned hoarsely. She hoped death was fast approaching. It was, but not nearly as quickly as she would like.
On the center cross, the brunette slave who had been picked by a reluctant Penny felt her body weakening. She was in such tremendous pain that her vision was blurring and her breathing was ragged. She desperately wanted her naked body covered while she died in pain. Her face was locked in an expression pain, her big eyes wide open, in continuous shock that it was possible for a person to feel so much pain. She began to arduously push herself up against her nails for some air, and she could feel her muscles growing dangerously weak. She hoped her suffering was nearly complete.
As Lexi and Penny focused on roving Eva’s body with their mouths, diligently slurping up anything they found, lest their minds ruminate on their dreadful, impending agony, Eva was battling the mind-shattering humiliation of this current shaming.
Eva hated the apathy of the crowd. How they were enjoying her utter, dehumanizing display. She felt one of the slaves wrap her lips around her nipple and suck. Eva let out an embarrassing yelp of carnal sensation. Eva squirmed and moaned as the girls sucked her breasts clean from every angle.
The crowd was cheering.
Up on the crosses, the blonde who had been chosen by Eva was growing delirious from the pain. She wondered if the crowd was cheering for her. Celebrating her agony. Her slow death. The cum that her executioners had adorned her chest and neck with had either caked to her skin or run down her body as she sweat profusely in her suffering on the cross. As she struggled against the nails in her wrists and feet, she could feel tormenting thoughts running through her mind. She could almost feel the Gods mocking her as she strained and heaved and moaned hoarsely. She hoped death was fast approaching. It was, but not nearly as quickly as she would like.
On the center cross, the brunette slave who had been picked by a reluctant Penny felt her body weakening. She was in such tremendous pain that her vision was blurring and her breathing was ragged. She desperately wanted her naked body covered while she died in pain. Her face was locked in an expression pain, her big eyes wide open, in continuous shock that it was possible for a person to feel so much pain. She began to arduously push herself up against her nails for some air, and she could feel her muscles growing dangerously weak. She hoped her suffering was nearly complete.
Illara
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Executioners grabbed Lexi and Penny from behind and pulled them to their feet. For sucking Eva’s neck and face clean they could no longer kneel and reach those parts of her body.
Eva’s frantic breathing and moaning calmed down a bit as the slave girls began to suck on her neck. She closed her eyes as they began reaching her chin and jaw; she did not want to make eye contact and see the looks of resentment and disgust she imagined the two slaves would have at being made to suck the thick semen off of her entire, sweaty body.
Though she would never know it, had Eva looked Lexi and Penny in the eyes, she would have only seen exhaustion and shame and despair.
Penny figured that Lexi would hesitate out of shame or shock, so she took the initiative and began sucking on the rich girl’s lips to get any stray cum. She heard the crowd whoop and chant something about kissing as she did this to Eva.
Lexi looked over Eva’s face and saw that Penny was getting the last of the splattered ejaculate. Unsure of what to do, Lexi’s gaze wandered up from Eva and reached the crucified slaves on the crosses.
She saw that the one she had chosen to bear her cross looked dead. The one on the center cross was hanging down, her head down and her arms at a painful looking angle as her large breasts weighed her chest down and her knees moved slightly as though trying in vain to push against her nailed feet. And the blonde on the right cross was writhing in obvious pain, her expression of torment visible on her face.
Lexi froze. She could not look away from the crucified women, even though she was disgusted and terrified. Is that…? Are they…Are they really going to do that to me!? No! Lexi’s mind screamed even though her mouth hung open silently.
Penny leaned away from Eva, and breathed in relief that there was no more ejaculate to swallow. She saw naked executioners approaching her and Lexi and wondered what new horrors were about to be inflicted upon them…
Eva’s frantic breathing and moaning calmed down a bit as the slave girls began to suck on her neck. She closed her eyes as they began reaching her chin and jaw; she did not want to make eye contact and see the looks of resentment and disgust she imagined the two slaves would have at being made to suck the thick semen off of her entire, sweaty body.
Though she would never know it, had Eva looked Lexi and Penny in the eyes, she would have only seen exhaustion and shame and despair.
Penny figured that Lexi would hesitate out of shame or shock, so she took the initiative and began sucking on the rich girl’s lips to get any stray cum. She heard the crowd whoop and chant something about kissing as she did this to Eva.
Lexi looked over Eva’s face and saw that Penny was getting the last of the splattered ejaculate. Unsure of what to do, Lexi’s gaze wandered up from Eva and reached the crucified slaves on the crosses.
She saw that the one she had chosen to bear her cross looked dead. The one on the center cross was hanging down, her head down and her arms at a painful looking angle as her large breasts weighed her chest down and her knees moved slightly as though trying in vain to push against her nailed feet. And the blonde on the right cross was writhing in obvious pain, her expression of torment visible on her face.
Lexi froze. She could not look away from the crucified women, even though she was disgusted and terrified. Is that…? Are they…Are they really going to do that to me!? No! Lexi’s mind screamed even though her mouth hung open silently.
Penny leaned away from Eva, and breathed in relief that there was no more ejaculate to swallow. She saw naked executioners approaching her and Lexi and wondered what new horrors were about to be inflicted upon them…
Illara
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Executioners moved with a purpose on the stage as the two slave girls who were still alive up on the crosses writhed in agony, suffering greatly as their deaths fast approached.
Men grabbed Penny and Lexi and escorted the two of them away from Eva a little ways. Penny and Lexi had their hands bound behind their backs, and as both were pulled away from the rich girl they had just sucked clean, they worried that they would be brought back to the benches for more double penetration. Penny groaned in trepidation and Lexi began to hyperventilate at the very thought of more rough fucking.
But the Lead Executioner had other plans for them.
The two slave girls were walked to the front of the stage, a bit to the right of the benches, so that they were between those and the King’s viewing throne, the looming crosses behind them.
Lexi was turned to face Penny and pushed down to her knees. She knelt there and watched nervously as Penny, facing the crowd with her sweaty, naked body, had her wrists untied from behind her.
Penny looked out at the crowd, and was aware of how they must be watching her chest rise and fall. She had a primal instinct to squeeze her legs together in an effort to cover up her vagina. She felt the strong cord of rope ease off of her wrists and she was sure that behind her the crosses were being lowered so that she could be nailed to one of them for her final excruciating torture until death.
While Penny was being prepared, a trio of strong, naked executioners began untying Eva from the wooden X that she had been bound to. Their cocks bobbed erect as they gripped her lean forearms and legs during the untying, aware of her ample breasts rising and falling on her stretched chest.
Eva nearly fell when she was let down from the wooden X; she had not realized that her legs had fallen asleep. But the diligent executioners gripped her and kept her from falling. She was placed on her knees, facing the crowd and her hands were bound tightly behind her back.
Men grabbed Penny and Lexi and escorted the two of them away from Eva a little ways. Penny and Lexi had their hands bound behind their backs, and as both were pulled away from the rich girl they had just sucked clean, they worried that they would be brought back to the benches for more double penetration. Penny groaned in trepidation and Lexi began to hyperventilate at the very thought of more rough fucking.
But the Lead Executioner had other plans for them.
The two slave girls were walked to the front of the stage, a bit to the right of the benches, so that they were between those and the King’s viewing throne, the looming crosses behind them.
Lexi was turned to face Penny and pushed down to her knees. She knelt there and watched nervously as Penny, facing the crowd with her sweaty, naked body, had her wrists untied from behind her.
Penny looked out at the crowd, and was aware of how they must be watching her chest rise and fall. She had a primal instinct to squeeze her legs together in an effort to cover up her vagina. She felt the strong cord of rope ease off of her wrists and she was sure that behind her the crosses were being lowered so that she could be nailed to one of them for her final excruciating torture until death.
While Penny was being prepared, a trio of strong, naked executioners began untying Eva from the wooden X that she had been bound to. Their cocks bobbed erect as they gripped her lean forearms and legs during the untying, aware of her ample breasts rising and falling on her stretched chest.
Eva nearly fell when she was let down from the wooden X; she had not realized that her legs had fallen asleep. But the diligent executioners gripped her and kept her from falling. She was placed on her knees, facing the crowd and her hands were bound tightly behind her back.
Illara
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Penny was perplexed as the naked executioners who had untied her wrists from behind her back guided her arms forward, so that her wrists met in front of her. With a man on either side of her holding her arms firmly, a third man stepped in front of her holding a thin but strong looking cord of rope. Penny wondered if it was the same rope that had bound her hands while she had been brutally fucked for the last few hours. It did not matter, really.
Penny’s wrists were tied together in front of her and a metal hook was lowered down from above her. She wondered what the hook was tied to. She felt too exhausted and afraid to look.
On her knees next to Penny, Lexi could see the rope high above the stage, running between two rooftops and spanning the massive city square where the public execution was happening. Dangling from that rope was another rope with a hook, which men were now affixing to the rope binding Penny’s wrists.
As someone worked an unseen winch and began pulling the rope up, Penny’s arms began to rise above her head. Lexi was reminded of how they had been strung up in the dungeons and stripped naked for their march to the stage. Penny realized that this meant she wouldn’t be crucified yet and wondered what other humiliating torture they had in store for her.
Eva’s hands were now bound behind her back, and she was hefted up from kneeling and walked over towards the two low wooden benches. An executioner lay down on the bench closest to the throne and where Penny was being strung up on full display for the crowd. His cock was already as hard as a brick.
Eva was walked towards him and her whole body tensed at the coming assault on her body and dignity.
The Lead Executioner was handed a whip and he looked at Penny’s smooth back eagerly as he gripped the expertly-crafted handle.
Penny was barely on her tiptoes now. Her tied wrists were pulled high above her and she could barely move as she hung there, her eyes darting across the apathetic crowd nervously. She felt sweat dripping down her brow and wondered what was coming.
Eva was maneuvered to straddle the executioner on the bench. He grabbed her hips and pulled her down so that his cock pushed into her tender vagina. Eva gasped loudly and wished that she could resist with her hands. But they were tied firmly behind her back and she was utterly powerless. She was pushed forward by someone behind her and the man whose cock was stuffed inside of her reached up and rested his hands on her ribs, just below her breasts. She wished he would cover them for her from the crowd. She felt someone spread her ass cheeks and she gasped loudly as she realized what was about to happen. She yelped when the unseen cock thrust into her ass.
As Eva was loudly double penetrated for the first time and the crowd cheered, the Lead Executioner stepped behind Penny and unfurled his whip…
Penny’s wrists were tied together in front of her and a metal hook was lowered down from above her. She wondered what the hook was tied to. She felt too exhausted and afraid to look.
On her knees next to Penny, Lexi could see the rope high above the stage, running between two rooftops and spanning the massive city square where the public execution was happening. Dangling from that rope was another rope with a hook, which men were now affixing to the rope binding Penny’s wrists.
As someone worked an unseen winch and began pulling the rope up, Penny’s arms began to rise above her head. Lexi was reminded of how they had been strung up in the dungeons and stripped naked for their march to the stage. Penny realized that this meant she wouldn’t be crucified yet and wondered what other humiliating torture they had in store for her.
Eva’s hands were now bound behind her back, and she was hefted up from kneeling and walked over towards the two low wooden benches. An executioner lay down on the bench closest to the throne and where Penny was being strung up on full display for the crowd. His cock was already as hard as a brick.
Eva was walked towards him and her whole body tensed at the coming assault on her body and dignity.
The Lead Executioner was handed a whip and he looked at Penny’s smooth back eagerly as he gripped the expertly-crafted handle.
Penny was barely on her tiptoes now. Her tied wrists were pulled high above her and she could barely move as she hung there, her eyes darting across the apathetic crowd nervously. She felt sweat dripping down her brow and wondered what was coming.
Eva was maneuvered to straddle the executioner on the bench. He grabbed her hips and pulled her down so that his cock pushed into her tender vagina. Eva gasped loudly and wished that she could resist with her hands. But they were tied firmly behind her back and she was utterly powerless. She was pushed forward by someone behind her and the man whose cock was stuffed inside of her reached up and rested his hands on her ribs, just below her breasts. She wished he would cover them for her from the crowd. She felt someone spread her ass cheeks and she gasped loudly as she realized what was about to happen. She yelped when the unseen cock thrust into her ass.
As Eva was loudly double penetrated for the first time and the crowd cheered, the Lead Executioner stepped behind Penny and unfurled his whip…
Illara
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Penny heard the rich girl they were being executed with squeal as two men fucked her in both of her orifices. Penny hoped she would not be subjected to more of that humiliating torture before she was crucified.
As she hung there, stretched taut on her tiptoes with her bound wrists pulled painfully above her, Penny imagined how much it was going to hurt when they hammered nails through her hands and feet. She could not believe that this was happening. She was going to suffer the most painful and horrible death in the Realm for a crime she did not commit. Her mouth was agape slightly, in stunned and silent protest at the injustice of it all.
When the Lead Executioner’s whip lashed across her back, Penny screamed and she saw stars and her whole body tensed up in shock at the sudden pain shooting across her whole body.
Those in the crowd not mesmerized by watching Eva bounce and moan saw how Penny’s supple breasts clashed together when she recoiled from the strike.
Lexi gasped at seeing Penny take such a heavy hit from the merciless whip. Before Penny’s scream had finished, the Lead Executioner was recoiling for another.
Out in the crowd, surrounding by cheering and applause and merriment, slave girl Rei watched in horror as Penny was flogged…
As she hung there, stretched taut on her tiptoes with her bound wrists pulled painfully above her, Penny imagined how much it was going to hurt when they hammered nails through her hands and feet. She could not believe that this was happening. She was going to suffer the most painful and horrible death in the Realm for a crime she did not commit. Her mouth was agape slightly, in stunned and silent protest at the injustice of it all.
When the Lead Executioner’s whip lashed across her back, Penny screamed and she saw stars and her whole body tensed up in shock at the sudden pain shooting across her whole body.
Those in the crowd not mesmerized by watching Eva bounce and moan saw how Penny’s supple breasts clashed together when she recoiled from the strike.
Lexi gasped at seeing Penny take such a heavy hit from the merciless whip. Before Penny’s scream had finished, the Lead Executioner was recoiling for another.
Out in the crowd, surrounding by cheering and applause and merriment, slave girl Rei watched in horror as Penny was flogged…
Illara
Tribune
Penny’s world had become reduced to oscillating between two horrific states of suffering. There was the searing pain of the whip lancing across her naked back, followed by a moment of involuntary tensing and squirming from her body. And then there was the anxious pause as she waited for the next strike to land. The pause was almost worst than the hit; even though it only lasted mere seconds, the anticipation of the coming scourging strike was almost worst than the hit itself. Almost.
As Penny screamed louder than she ever had before, Lexi watched in horror. After watching over a dozen lashes tear across Penny’s back with a sharp crack, a pair of executioners grabbed Lexi’s arms and hoisted her up to her feet, spinning her around and marching her over towards the King.
Lexi could still hear Penny scream immediately after each vicious whip strike. Lexi was made to kneel before the King. He was naked except for his crown and his massive cock rested between his legs.
Lexi felt small and exposed before him as she knelt completely naked, her skinny arms tied behind her back. She gulped and kept her eyes downward out of reverence and respect. She found herself staring at his massive cock. The one that had ravished her earlier in the day.
“Do you wish me to show your fellow slave mercy and order her flogging to cease?” The King asked her in a matter-of-fact tone, like he was asking her if she wanted to see his garden.
“Yes please your Highness.” Lexi said breathlessly.
“Then pleasure me and swallow my seed. Until then, her flogging will continue.”
Lexi gulped once again. She felt the executioners who had escorted her there reach down and untie the rope binding her wrists.
She flexed her hands and rubbed them together, relieved to no longer have her hands tied. But then she heard Penny shriek as the whip tore into her back and Lexi leaned forward and wrapped her hands around the King’s cock, stroking it and raising his tip up to her mouth. She began sucking on his huge member, feeling it harden with his erection as she used her tongue and lips to desperately please him.
Every few seconds, the crack of a whip and subsequent scream from Penny reminded her to suck and stroke vigorously…
As Penny screamed louder than she ever had before, Lexi watched in horror. After watching over a dozen lashes tear across Penny’s back with a sharp crack, a pair of executioners grabbed Lexi’s arms and hoisted her up to her feet, spinning her around and marching her over towards the King.
Lexi could still hear Penny scream immediately after each vicious whip strike. Lexi was made to kneel before the King. He was naked except for his crown and his massive cock rested between his legs.
Lexi felt small and exposed before him as she knelt completely naked, her skinny arms tied behind her back. She gulped and kept her eyes downward out of reverence and respect. She found herself staring at his massive cock. The one that had ravished her earlier in the day.
“Do you wish me to show your fellow slave mercy and order her flogging to cease?” The King asked her in a matter-of-fact tone, like he was asking her if she wanted to see his garden.
“Yes please your Highness.” Lexi said breathlessly.
“Then pleasure me and swallow my seed. Until then, her flogging will continue.”
Lexi gulped once again. She felt the executioners who had escorted her there reach down and untie the rope binding her wrists.
She flexed her hands and rubbed them together, relieved to no longer have her hands tied. But then she heard Penny shriek as the whip tore into her back and Lexi leaned forward and wrapped her hands around the King’s cock, stroking it and raising his tip up to her mouth. She began sucking on his huge member, feeling it harden with his erection as she used her tongue and lips to desperately please him.
Every few seconds, the crack of a whip and subsequent scream from Penny reminded her to suck and stroke vigorously…
Illara
Tribune
Up on the crosses, the two crucified slave girls who were still alive were suffering immensely. They could find no reprieve from the excruciating pain, no matter how they writhed and squirmed and worked their exhausted muscles.
The blonde on the right cross was gasping weakly as she struggled against her nails.
The brunette on the center cross was getting delirious, but Penny’s screams from below as she was being flogged kept pulling her mind back to reality.
Down on the stage, the slave girl Megan, who had gotten a reprieve from sucking cocks clean while Lexi and Penny had sucked Eva clean, gulped as she saw the two executioners inside of Eva finish up and make way for two new men to continue the former-duchess’ torture.
She opened her mouth obediently and sucked each of their penises clean, her face blushing at the humiliating task. She hated that they had stripped her naked for this duty.
Lexi felt a bead of sweat drip into her eye. She blinked furiously and held back tears from the sting of it. She could not stop pleasuring the King. She had to make him produce his seed for her to swallow so that they would stop flogging Penny.
With every vigorous sucking motion and stroke of her hands and dancing of her tongue, Lexi felt horrified that Penny was still being tortured so brutally. Even though she was putting her whole body into the desperate blowjob, the King seemed stoic and unimpressed. An apathetic half grin and the rigidity of his cock was all the indication she got that it was working. But it wasn’t working fast enough. Penny must have suffered over two dozen lashes at this point.
Lexi looked up into the King’s eyes and thrust her head forward so that his cock rammed into her throat, choking her. As her eyes teared up she implored him with her big eyes to be merciful. His half grin turned wicked as he reached down and grabbed her head, holding her down as he deep throated her.
The crowd applauded wildly. Eva had a new set of men stuffing her vagina and anus and as she bounced up and down and her eyes rolled back into her head from the overwhelming sensation, she wondered if the crowd was applauding her humiliating display…
The blonde on the right cross was gasping weakly as she struggled against her nails.
The brunette on the center cross was getting delirious, but Penny’s screams from below as she was being flogged kept pulling her mind back to reality.
Down on the stage, the slave girl Megan, who had gotten a reprieve from sucking cocks clean while Lexi and Penny had sucked Eva clean, gulped as she saw the two executioners inside of Eva finish up and make way for two new men to continue the former-duchess’ torture.
She opened her mouth obediently and sucked each of their penises clean, her face blushing at the humiliating task. She hated that they had stripped her naked for this duty.
Lexi felt a bead of sweat drip into her eye. She blinked furiously and held back tears from the sting of it. She could not stop pleasuring the King. She had to make him produce his seed for her to swallow so that they would stop flogging Penny.
With every vigorous sucking motion and stroke of her hands and dancing of her tongue, Lexi felt horrified that Penny was still being tortured so brutally. Even though she was putting her whole body into the desperate blowjob, the King seemed stoic and unimpressed. An apathetic half grin and the rigidity of his cock was all the indication she got that it was working. But it wasn’t working fast enough. Penny must have suffered over two dozen lashes at this point.
Lexi looked up into the King’s eyes and thrust her head forward so that his cock rammed into her throat, choking her. As her eyes teared up she implored him with her big eyes to be merciful. His half grin turned wicked as he reached down and grabbed her head, holding her down as he deep throated her.
The crowd applauded wildly. Eva had a new set of men stuffing her vagina and anus and as she bounced up and down and her eyes rolled back into her head from the overwhelming sensation, she wondered if the crowd was applauding her humiliating display…
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Tribune
Lexi sputtered and tears streamed down her cheeks as she gagged and choked on the King’s massive cock. Her hands were gripping his thighs desperately. Every instinct told her to struggle against his hands as they gripped her head, or to try to pull his cock out of her throat, but she resisting these impulses, for she dared not anger the King.
Since her shocking and unwarranted arrest she had been stripped naked, marched through the city, put on a stage for everyone to watch as she was fucked roughly in every single orifice that she could be violated in, forced to swallow loads of ejaculate off of another woman’s body, and sentenced to death by crucifixion. And that was all done with the approval of the King, who definitely did not even know her name and could not conceivably bear her any sort of ill will personally. She could not risk actually making such a powerful man angry in any way.
So even as she felt her mind scream that she could not breathe and she saw dots of light splash across her vision, Lexi kept trying to suck on the King’s cock as he viciously deep throated her. No matter how loudly the instincts in her mind were panicking, Lexi still heard every scream that ripped from Penny’s mouth.
The King’s ejaculate rocketed into Lexi’s throat and he threw his fists up proudly, in a gesture of victory, to the crowd’s delight. Lexi sank back, still on her knees, gasping for breath, her hands resting on the King’s knees as she struggled for air.
As her oxygen-starved lungs began to be appeased, and her eyes blinked away the tears, Lexi realized something. Penny had stopped screaming.
I did it she thought. It worked!
She saw the King nod at someone behind her and felt rough, strong hands grip her arms and pull her to her feet. They began to turn her back towards Penny, and as they did she looked up at the slave girls on the crosses.
All three of them were dead now, hanging motionless from the nails in their wrists and feet, their heads hanging down over their naked bodies. Lexi was glad she could not look into their lifeless eyes, nor could she see the expressions on their faces. From her glimpses of their suffering on the cross, she could imagine that their faces were still contorted in pain, even after perishing.
She looked away and over towards Penny. She was still strung up in the position she had been flogged in. Her head was lowered slightly and she was breathing raggedly, her breasts rising and falling, sticking out from her chest more than normal since her arms were raised up so tightly. The rapidity of her breathing conveyed to Lexi that Penny was in a shocking amount of pain.
The man who had whipped her handed his whip to some junior executioner and began speaking orders to the men on stage.
A trio of them approached Penny and began to lower her. As they did this, she rotated slightly and Lexi saw her back. She gasped.
Penny’s back had been flogged mercilessly. Lexi wondered if she would die from those wounds alone. As Penny was lowered to her knees, Lexi was marched towards her slowly. She heard a rumble and saw that the crosses were being lowered down.
Then it dawned upon Lexi…The “mercy” the King had spoke of before he throat fucked her was simply that their torture would end and they would be crucified.
Lexi began to hyperventilate.
Since her shocking and unwarranted arrest she had been stripped naked, marched through the city, put on a stage for everyone to watch as she was fucked roughly in every single orifice that she could be violated in, forced to swallow loads of ejaculate off of another woman’s body, and sentenced to death by crucifixion. And that was all done with the approval of the King, who definitely did not even know her name and could not conceivably bear her any sort of ill will personally. She could not risk actually making such a powerful man angry in any way.
So even as she felt her mind scream that she could not breathe and she saw dots of light splash across her vision, Lexi kept trying to suck on the King’s cock as he viciously deep throated her. No matter how loudly the instincts in her mind were panicking, Lexi still heard every scream that ripped from Penny’s mouth.
The King’s ejaculate rocketed into Lexi’s throat and he threw his fists up proudly, in a gesture of victory, to the crowd’s delight. Lexi sank back, still on her knees, gasping for breath, her hands resting on the King’s knees as she struggled for air.
As her oxygen-starved lungs began to be appeased, and her eyes blinked away the tears, Lexi realized something. Penny had stopped screaming.
I did it she thought. It worked!
She saw the King nod at someone behind her and felt rough, strong hands grip her arms and pull her to her feet. They began to turn her back towards Penny, and as they did she looked up at the slave girls on the crosses.
All three of them were dead now, hanging motionless from the nails in their wrists and feet, their heads hanging down over their naked bodies. Lexi was glad she could not look into their lifeless eyes, nor could she see the expressions on their faces. From her glimpses of their suffering on the cross, she could imagine that their faces were still contorted in pain, even after perishing.
She looked away and over towards Penny. She was still strung up in the position she had been flogged in. Her head was lowered slightly and she was breathing raggedly, her breasts rising and falling, sticking out from her chest more than normal since her arms were raised up so tightly. The rapidity of her breathing conveyed to Lexi that Penny was in a shocking amount of pain.
The man who had whipped her handed his whip to some junior executioner and began speaking orders to the men on stage.
A trio of them approached Penny and began to lower her. As they did this, she rotated slightly and Lexi saw her back. She gasped.
Penny’s back had been flogged mercilessly. Lexi wondered if she would die from those wounds alone. As Penny was lowered to her knees, Lexi was marched towards her slowly. She heard a rumble and saw that the crosses were being lowered down.
Then it dawned upon Lexi…The “mercy” the King had spoke of before he throat fucked her was simply that their torture would end and they would be crucified.
Lexi began to hyperventilate.
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Tribune
The Lead Executioner looked down at his rock-hard cock and resisted the urge to stroke it a bit. After flogging the slave girl while the King got pleasured by the other one, he thought that him touching his penis might cause him to ejaculate right then and there. He had other things to tend to now.
He saw his men lowering the crosses with the three dead slave girls on them. He would have one of the condemned raise them back up, but right now he wanted to re-adorn them with living girls for the crowd’s enjoyment.
He looked at the former-Duchess, Eva, getting roughly double-penetrated. The King wanted to save her for last. The skinny, pale slave girl who had sucked off the King still had some more left to suffer for the crowd’s delight.
He looked at the one he had flogged, now on her knees, her hands by her side, her head low and her back just a mess of what it had been. It was time for her to be crucified.
He snapped his fingers at one of his subordinates. “Strip two from the back,” he gestured at the back of the stage, where out of the crowd’s view a couple dozen virgin slave girls knelt in their skimpy slave garb with their hands shackled behind their backs. “Bring them up and fuck them on all fours while I get this one prepared.” The man nodded and went off to complete his task.
The Lead Executioner gestured for another subordinate. He pointed at Penny. “Douse her.” He ordered bluntly while he went to go and select his hammer and the nails he would use.
He saw his men lowering the crosses with the three dead slave girls on them. He would have one of the condemned raise them back up, but right now he wanted to re-adorn them with living girls for the crowd’s enjoyment.
He looked at the former-Duchess, Eva, getting roughly double-penetrated. The King wanted to save her for last. The skinny, pale slave girl who had sucked off the King still had some more left to suffer for the crowd’s delight.
He looked at the one he had flogged, now on her knees, her hands by her side, her head low and her back just a mess of what it had been. It was time for her to be crucified.
He snapped his fingers at one of his subordinates. “Strip two from the back,” he gestured at the back of the stage, where out of the crowd’s view a couple dozen virgin slave girls knelt in their skimpy slave garb with their hands shackled behind their backs. “Bring them up and fuck them on all fours while I get this one prepared.” The man nodded and went off to complete his task.
The Lead Executioner gestured for another subordinate. He pointed at Penny. “Douse her.” He ordered bluntly while he went to go and select his hammer and the nails he would use.
