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.