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You know, I have this nagging feeling that perhaps Barbaria was hoping for something more (ahem) fruity than 'Auburn hair'

You know I'm a bashful Englishman but perhaps I could be persuaded to greater heights?
My hair is red...because I am Irish.
 
You know, I have this nagging feeling that perhaps Barbaria was hoping for something more (ahem) fruity than 'Auburn hair'

You know I'm a bashful Englishman but perhaps I could be persuaded to greater heights?

Persuade, persuade, persuade, persuade......and love the double meaning there;).....English "subtleties", even from a self-deprecating "bashful" one, are not beyond us simple folks out here in the colonies ... flex and swell to your greatest heights Wragg! You can do it! Waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting!
 
OK, I'm persuaded, Barbaria!

A three verse overlap and then a new, slightly racier, ending!

Part XII: Dame Cxslave

The carnival was over
The people all went home
The stadium was deserted
Save one, we were alone.

For us, who hung tormented
We had one remaining friend
The quietly caring Dame Cxslave
Stayed with us to the end.

She soothed us when we whimpered
And she had many trips
To fill a sponge with water
And hold it to our lips.

My thirst thus had been tended
I drifted into sleep
Though I’m sure that you will understand
It wasn’t very deep.

A strange new sound awoke me.
Her mouth was at Barb’s pussy
From the way Barb was responding
It was clear her tongue was busy.

Barbaria was writhing
In agony and bliss
I’d not thought crucifixion
Could be such fun as this!

Cx was up upon a box
And she was quite undressed
Her hands were up above her
Stroking Barbaria’s breasts

And as I hung and watched them
The most privileged of men
Despite my grave predicament
My chap got hard again….

And as this scene continued
Barb’s self control was lost
A pulsing, groaning orgasm
Right there upon her cross.

Cx, her task completed
Her pleasure clear to see
She stepped right back into the arms
Of a grinning Hanging Tree.

Of course, she was quite startled
To be so rudely caught
And then cried out in horror
As another cross was brought.

Her body was athletic
Her muscles smooth and taut
Tree and his men outstretched her
Her pleadings came to naught.

The nails gleamed in the moonlight
As they were driven into place
And Cx screamed in agony
The shock still in her face.

Soon she was there beside us
Writhing in her pain
As her agony subsided
She called Barbaria’s name

Barbaria gazed upon her
A smile upon her face
Cx had brought some pleasure
To this barbarious place.

I watched poor Cx suffer
As she hung there, crucified
She struggled with the Dance of Death
And tears poured from her eyes.

For she had paid an awful price
Much higher than my own
I was dying in such company
While she would die alone.
 
OK, I'm persuaded, Barbaria!

A three verse overlap and then a new, slightly racier, ending!

Part XII: Dame Cxslave

The carnival was over
The people all went home
The stadium was deserted
Save one, we were alone.

For us, who hung tormented
We had one remaining friend
The quietly caring Dame Cxslave
Stayed with us to the end.

She soothed us when we whimpered
And she had many trips
To fill a sponge with water
And hold it to our lips.

My thirst thus had been tended
I drifted into sleep
Though I’m sure that you will understand
It wasn’t very deep.

A strange new sound awoke me.
Her mouth was at Barb’s pussy
From the way Barb was responding
It was clear her tongue was busy.

Barbaria was writhing
In agony and bliss
I’d not thought crucifixion
Could be such fun as this!

Cx was up upon a box
And she was quite undressed
Her hands were up above her
Stroking Barbaria’s breasts

And as I hung and watched them
The most privileged of men
Despite my grave predicament
My chap got hard again….

And as this scene continued
Barb’s self control was lost
A pulsing, groaning orgasm
Right there upon her cross.

Cx, her task completed
Her pleasure clear to see
She stepped right back into the arms
Of a grinning Hanging Tree.

Of course, she was quite startled
To be so rudely caught
And then cried out in horror
As another cross was brought.

Her body was athletic
Her muscles smooth and taut
Tree and his men outstretched her
Her pleadings came to naught.

The nails gleamed in the moonlight
As they were driven into place
And Cx screamed in agony
The shock still in her face.

Soon she was there beside us
Writhing in her pain
As her agony subsided
She called Barbaria’s name

Barbaria gazed upon her
A smile upon her face
Cx had brought some pleasure
To this barbarious place.

I watched poor Cx suffer
As she hung there, crucified
She struggled with the Dance of Death
And tears poured from her eyes.

For she had paid an awful price
Much higher than my own
I was dying in such company
While she would die alone.

Well Wragg....that climbs the greatest heights and more...WOW... poor brave Cx.... fallen victim like that to a grinning, Marlboro smoking, Seagram's swilling, ever-oppertunistic Tree.

As for me, well blush, what can I say....;)


Wonderful writing Wragg...kudos and kudos
 
OMG WOW! Wragg thank you so much! You have a gift for prose indeed. Too bad my time as Dame was so short, but honestly I belong with the slaves lol. Thanks again for including me in your work!
 
OMG WOW! Wragg thank you so much! You have a gift for prose indeed. Too bad my time as Dame was so short, but honestly I belong with the slaves lol. Thanks again for including me in your work!
Sorry, Cxslave, I simply couldn't resist getting you up on a cross.

You know it had to happen... and I really wanted to be the first to crucify you.

W
 
Sorry, Cxslave, I simply couldn't resist getting you up on a cross.

You know it had to happen... and I really wanted to be the first to crucify you.

W
but without a fair trail and not just condemned
 
Sorry, Cxslave, I simply couldn't resist getting you up on a cross.

You know it had to happen... and I really wanted to be the first to crucify you.

W
It's an honor Wragg. I'm fully aware it had to happen. Consorting with convicted criminals is a death sentence to both slaves and free persons. I deserve to writhe on my cross, but at least I will be next to my lover....
 
It's an honor Wragg. I'm fully aware it had to happen. Consorting with convicted criminals is a death sentence to both slaves and free persons. I deserve to writhe on my cross, but at least I will be next to my lover....

For the sake of any newbies dipping in, she means Barbaria, not me.

I'm not that lucky. I'm even in the dog house with Admi

:(
 
but I'm a disgruntled judge...........................you crucified someone without a fair trial something we always fail................. and have you your card for crucifying girls?
 
Honestly, my day just keeps on getting worse. Admi's rumbled me for crucifying girls without a card (or a trial), and they are prising Cxslave off a perfectly good cross.

So I can't crucify Barbaria or Cxslave again without a card?

:(

W
 
Honestly, my day just keeps on getting worse. Admi's rumbled me for crucifying girls without a card (or a trial), and they are prising Cxslave off a perfectly good cross.

So I can't crucify Barbaria or Cxslave again without a card?

:(

W

Nonsense....the IMF are a bunch of bullies...just start a Rebellion Wragg. I have done it twice and look where it got me.
 
Maybe I should be taken down and nursed back to health for the trial? Knowing Tree Im sure Im still alive lol
Honestly, my day just keeps on getting worse. Admi's rumbled me for crucifying girls without a card (or a trial), and they are prising Cxslave off a perfectly good cross.

So I can't crucify Barbaria or Cxslave again without a card?

:(

W

we work, under IMF/USA laws, Tree is a prominent member and teacher of the cruxclan-carpenters
 
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