Illara
Tribune
Eva wondered wondered how her mind could register any more pain. She imagined that once her feet were nailed and the cross raised up, that her agony would multiply a hundredfold. She could not fathom it. For now, nailed at the wrists and still parallel to the stage, she was in the most vicious agony that she had ever experienced.
A new executioner replaced the one who had just ravaged her and began his cruel fucking, while another straddled her chest and pressed his inner thighs to her breasts, causing her large tits to caress his hard, veiny cock.
Eva closed her eyes as she was savaged in the cross. Her mouth never closed as she moaned and exclaimed at the carnal humiliation.
Over on the benches, the executioners inside of the two slave girls finished their sacred duties. Megan and Sara both braced for new men to take their places, but instead the strong arms behind them hefted them up and marched them back towards the crosses.
As Sara was taken towards the cross on the left of Eva and Megan towards the one on her right, both slave girls saw the former-duchess nailed at the wrists and suffering as an executioner fucked her hard and another pressed her breasts against his grinding cock.
Both slave girls’ hearts stopped for a moment at beholding such ghastly torture. But then they both beheld an empty cross before them.
Megan shook her head violently, too afraid to say “no”, but physically resisting out of sheer panic and instinct.
Sara began to hyperventilate, her mouth opening and closing wordlessly as she reeled at the thought of being executed for no reason.
Megan was set down onto the cross, where she continued to thrash in a panic. But she was petite and the two executioners holding her down had no problem doing so. A third executioner stepped over and knelt by her right wrist…
A new executioner replaced the one who had just ravaged her and began his cruel fucking, while another straddled her chest and pressed his inner thighs to her breasts, causing her large tits to caress his hard, veiny cock.
Eva closed her eyes as she was savaged in the cross. Her mouth never closed as she moaned and exclaimed at the carnal humiliation.
Over on the benches, the executioners inside of the two slave girls finished their sacred duties. Megan and Sara both braced for new men to take their places, but instead the strong arms behind them hefted them up and marched them back towards the crosses.
As Sara was taken towards the cross on the left of Eva and Megan towards the one on her right, both slave girls saw the former-duchess nailed at the wrists and suffering as an executioner fucked her hard and another pressed her breasts against his grinding cock.
Both slave girls’ hearts stopped for a moment at beholding such ghastly torture. But then they both beheld an empty cross before them.
Megan shook her head violently, too afraid to say “no”, but physically resisting out of sheer panic and instinct.
Sara began to hyperventilate, her mouth opening and closing wordlessly as she reeled at the thought of being executed for no reason.
Megan was set down onto the cross, where she continued to thrash in a panic. But she was petite and the two executioners holding her down had no problem doing so. A third executioner stepped over and knelt by her right wrist…