OSO - Karen - 01

At 26 Karen was very confident. Her Phd in psychology on manipulation and submission had insured her a marvelous situation. The Occidental Slaves Organization had used her work to create a procedure to break slaves. She still worked on the improvement of this procedure, but most of it she enjoyed the result of her work. She had been given one of the first slaves broken by her procedure. The red haired Alex was massaging her blonde mistress feet when someone rang at the door.

Karen, who was lying on a sofa, opened her blue eyes. Alex who was kneeling by her, looked at her in her eyes. Her mistress was still dressed, but she was naked. Her expression asked what she was to do. Would she have to stay here, or if nobody was awaited she would to take a bathrobe. Keeping a naked slave at home was not still usual. Karen’s eyes turned to room quickly then get back on the flat main door. Alex closed her eyes without a word to acknowledge her mistress order. She stood up and went to the room and closed the door. Once Alex has closed the room door, Karen stood up, and went to the door to greet her visitor. It was Jim Asslicked, the OSO director, and Frank Woodfist his assistant. Karen offered them to enter.

-Hi ! Why are you coming here you both asked Karen?

-We have some problems in the breaking center said Jim! Isn’t Alex there?

-She’s in my room. We didn’t know who was visiting so I preferred not to have her visible.” She replied and she called Alex who came in the main room and bowed the two men and kneeled next to her mistress still naked. “Jim, Frank, what is the problem you want to explain to me, and why didn’t you wait until tomorrow at the office.” When she heard them speak of the center Alex moved her head wondering if she has allowed hearing what they have to say.

-We cannot speak about it at the office, nobody has to know, but I had an idea that would involve you and your slave, Karen, said Frank. We had some unexplained deaths, and we suspect one of the guards kills some of the girls.” Alex frown has she remembered the center and its guards.

-What this has to do with me? I’ve never been at the center”, replied Karen, then she thought at Alex. “And I’m not sure it would be a good thing for Alex to get there once again. And it happens that slave under training dies, doesn’t it?”

-You’re right Karen, as always” said Jim. “That was not our idea, let us explain it form the beginning to the end, then you would approve or not”. Karen was anxious; not approving Jim’s idea was not a good thing to do.

-Then, First of all, very few slaves die this way in the training center. I mean, some slaves are terminated, let’s say executed, when they are supposed to be untrainable and so it motives the other to be better slaves”. Alex remembered several slave terminations. It was something that was terrifying for her. “But we are speaking of others deaths. These slaves are found dead it their cells. It looks like a hearth break, it is far too frequent and we found these girls have been poisoned. So, one of the guards kills some of our slaves. But of course we do not know which one is it. No new guard has been introduced for some months so it is not a newcomer. It is difficult for the slave to give information about the guards. So our idea is to get someone to play a slave role to found out which guard plays and kills the girls. We thought you would be the perfect one Karen!”

-Me, replied Karen, but why? “, Karen didn’t want to be trained as slave, and she did not understand why they asked her that. Usually slave were not asked, they were abducted, or eventually sold.

-There are two reasons. The guard only kills white blonde blue eyed slaves. The second reason is you wrote the enslavement procedure, only you can pass through the process and not been affected too much. See it as a fight between you and your procedure.” Jim added.

-am I not too old? tried Karen who was uneasy to be on the defensive in front of her slave.

-Your procedure fix a 30 years old limit for training slaves, and we can put a lower age on your folder. The purpose is not to have you enslaved, but to have you investigate the center.” replied Frank. “Why you because you are blonde and blue eyed, so the guard will have interest to you. Because you know about the working of the center and you know the procedure. Despite you know all about the center, you never have been there so you are unknown to all of them. Who will be more tailored for this mission?”

-Err, But as slave how would I be able to stop him? I would be helpless and he would kill me.

-No Karen, you won’t. we will provide a new slave supervisor you would refer to, and instead of going to the center one day every other week I’m about to get there twice a week. So you would refer to me also?

-Oh, do the trainee slaves see you, Frank. I cannot be the only one to do it.”

-The ones that have been injured, yes, and all the killed slaves have been injured the weeks before they were killed. And the slave supervisor would have to see each slave each day.

-Who would be that slave supervisor?

-That is where your slave Alex enters the scene. It could not have been let alone as you were missing.

-But Alex is a slave and cannot have authority over the guards.

-It would be sent to the center as a slave supervisor that would refer to me only. Its job will be to have a look at all the slaves, and reports their injuries. As a slave it would be able to sort out what would be reported and what would not.

-But… about her… its discipline, the guards are perfect for training but Alex is a trained slave and I anxious about what the center’s guard will do to her.. it.

-I will look after it every time I get there, twice a week. If you are afraid it masturbates it would wear a chastity belt.

-It cannot wear a chastity belt for too long, Frank?

-I will take care of Alex personally, and Alex will take care of you pretending to take care of all the slaves.

-OK Frank… how much time do you think I should stay there…

-Well, most of the slaves have been killed when they were about to be branded, and one has been killed the day after her branding.

-But Frank the branding is the end of the training!

-You will have to be a good slave trainee, Karen! Said Jim with a laugh!

-I know Karen, and that is the problem, these killing are costing us huge money because blonde blue eyed are the most valuable salves and there are killed once all the cost of their training is paid. What’s more they are difficult to find and the other organizations are killing us on that market.” Alex was always shocked when she heard them speaking of the slave market and the money they were making on slaves. But as Karen’s slave it was not the first time. She was anxious about the mission that was being affected to her. She was also anxious about having to go to center again. She was sorry for her master, but a small voice inside her was wondering how mistress Karen would do as a slave trainee.

-I do not have any choice, I see said Karen.

-I have prepared a small procedure Karen. Alex this concerns you also, you can stand.” Alex stood up next to Karen. “This week I began to go to the center twice a week. I will announce Alex fore coming. It will come with me on the next week and began to take its marks in the center. It knows it as a slave not as a guard. You will be dressed for that mission Alex, and you will be wearing a special necklace to be sure you cannot be taken for an ordinary slave as you are branded. And Karen you will be sent to the center the week after, so the three events won’t appear to be linked.

-You already prepared the details, I see. Can I prepare my own folder asked Karen?

-Of course, you will give it to me when I come fetch Alex. You will also give me what you have planned to do, and when you can be abducted. It must be the standard way.

-I thought you could say my employer sold me, answered Karen. But it will be ready for next week.

-Hum! And Karen, you know the new center, for men… asked Jim.

-Yes, Jim, I’ve almost finished the procedure, of course it is not the same as for women.

-Of course, do you think it could be finished before your abduction?

-Err, I think, Jim… That’s the advantage on abduction on date!

The men left, and Karen was still shocked. Alex kneeled next to her and proposed to resume the foot massage. Karen was anxious, but at the same time she was excited to be able to see the effect of her procedure.

-Alex, are you anxious about going to the training center again?

-Of course mistress. It was a lot of suffering that had been inflicted to me there. It hopes we could support each other.” Karen was amazed at the way Alex spoke of herself in a neutral third person as she has been taught at the center.

Karen lifted her suit skirt and blinked at Alex, who slid her thighs and panties down, and went on her mistress crotch. Karen closed her eyes and enjoyed Alex’s tongue.

Alex led Karen to the edge of an orgasm and then stopped, and helped Karen to undress. Karen was horny and bit her lower lip; Alex fitted a strapon on Karen, and positioned her in doggy style position. And Karen fucked her and both girls orgasmed. Karen and Alex went to bed after Karen had locked cuffs on Alex’s wrists and ankles.

Karen had some difficulties to sleep as she was thinking about the procedure. She tought at what she had agreed. She would be raped and beaten until she accepts it. She wanted to ask Alex what she had submit to, but did not dare.

The following day Karen prepared her folder, to choose the part of the procedure that would be applied to her. She did not ticked fierce, to avoid being softened by example. She also prepared her planning and placed a footing session and indicated to Frank it would be the best to have her abducted, so most of her belongings would be kept safe in her flat.

When Franck came the next week, she had prepared some things for Alex.

-That is perfect Karen.” He looked at the dressed Alex: “You’re wonderful” The leather suit Karen had bought for her as Slave supervisor fitted perfectly. And her new bronze collar matched the suit color. At Frank asking she lifted her skirt and he saw the chastity belt she wore.

-Karen, I need the belt key;” She gave it to him with the collar lock’s one.

-Oh, The men’s procedure is very near from ready I think, I’m reading it again and it will be ok.

Once in his car, Frank looked at Karen’s folder. He laughed: “How often do you make your mistress cum?”

-Twice a day, master Franck, sometime more.”

-And she’s not addicted to orgasms! By the way do not address me as Master Frank; I am your master from now on.”

-Well master, and what about mistress Karen?”

-Karen is no longer a mistress and if she is not able to be a mistress again, we would have to terminate you unless someone claims you.” Said Frank and he showed his crotch to Alex.

-Thank you master” said Alex as she lowered onto Frank’s dick. It has been some time before she serviced a man.

That night was difficult for Karen. She wasn’t used to masturbate, and she already was missing Alex’s skills.

The following night, Karen decided to make a change in her planning and to go to a theater movie to change her mind. She was still in her work suit, but left her flat. She was walking along the street the next bloc when a van came next to her. The side door opened and a man fetched her and in a few seconds she was gagged.

-Frank thought you were too anxious, so he decided change the due date.

Then the man put drugged clothes onto her nose and she quickly loosed consciousness.

A dickless man

They were renting a big flat and they were lesbian but Melissa was having
some interest in men, so at the end of a party they decided to invite two
boys from the engineering department of the university. Brian and Mike
were surprised because Melissa and Sandy were well known for being lesbian,
but they agreed.

The rendez-vous was taken for a few days later. Brian was wondering they will
have sex with the girls or not. For his own he would have chosen Melissa. Mike
was sure that Sandy would open her legs for him. Melissa was wondering how
a real dick would fit in her pussy, if possible Brian's one. Sandy couldn't
imagine having sex with a man. She had imagined lots of ways to avoid having
sex...

So, when the boys arrived they were proposed a dice play, at each turn the lower
one lose one clothe, but when a one is run the player loose twice and so
remove two clothes, at the opposite rolling 6 allow not playing a the next turn.

At first the girls loosed and they quickly were in bra and panties...
-I propose a game extension said Sandy. We continue on playing once naked, but
the first naked looser win a bond, and the upper number choose which arm or leg
will be bound to the bed, the game can continue up to the looser is spread eagled
on the bed, and blinded...
-Err ? Why not replied Brian
-What about the second to be naked asked asked Mike
-The second will be tied his hands in his back said Melissa with a smile, then
a spreader bar between is legs, The two count double but are put at once.
-How rolling the dices with the hands tied ? Isn't better to tie the hands
at the end of the game ?
-You'll ask somebody else... It's the same for the one that will be spread eagled.
-Isn't possible that a third one loose as naked, not ?
-Of course, it is possible, but not sure. This one will have to obey the
winner said Sandy. The game stops when the first occurs one is spread-eagled
and blinded and loose once again it means loosing six times since naked.
One has his hands backtied and his ankles locked, and is blinded and loose once
again, it is also 6 under naked. Or one is the third naked and loose.
-OK! they all replied.

The following of the game changed, and it was the boy time to loose. Brian
loosed his briefs first, and loosed the next turn. It was Melissa who had rolled
the higher number so she chose to have his left leg bound. Brian was not very
happy, but tried to be a good looser. Mike was laughing at him, but loosed his
briefs rolling a one. Brian who was the turn winner chosed the spreader bar.
Mike began to argue but stopped when Sandy proposed him to leave as he had
accepted the rules. Of course he did, but he was thinking that the girls would
loose. Both boys were ashamed of their rising dicks.

-I win said Melissa has she rolled a six and Sandy rolled a 1.
-No I'm naked replied Sandy removing her bra and panties, but I'll be your
slave only if I loose once more.
-No you're the third to be naked, so you'll be my slave, but the game continue on
-No, No. I loose two items bra, one, panties, two.
-That's right you loose two items, you're the third to be naked...
-I'll become your slave if I loose once more.
-Euh, I understood the same as Melissa said Brian but it wasn't clear
-No, No, It's clear that the game end the last time you loose, so she's already
trapped.
-Stop said Melissa, the game go on, if you loose once more You'll have to wear
this belt you bought two weeks ago for the whole night, If I loose once I'm
naked loosing and belted, is that right ?
-Ok for me answered Sandy.
-If none of us loose, the game continue on up to the first boy to be tied and blinded.

When Sandy loosed, Brian was spread-eagled and Mike had his hands tied in his back.
Both of them were waiting with fear the following. Tied as they were, they weren't
able to hide their excitation. Melissa came back with a chastity Belt she locked on
Sandy. Of course the dices were fixed and Melissa and Sandy adjusted the scenario
to be sure the boys won't be able to force them and Sandy would not justify herself.

Both girls were excited, Melissa came to Brian...
-I know that you did not loose up to this point, but would you accept to wear that
hood ?
-I'm not sure I'm in a position I can say no, and you are the winner, but I would
prefer not to wear it, not at first...
-You are afraid of the dark...
-Not at all, wrap your tights around by head if you want, but let my nose free
Melissa laughed and blinded Brian.
-I'm the winner, so would you accept to suck my pussy, Brian.
-With pleasure...

On her side Sandy convinced Mike to lay on the table and was caressing his balls.
They freed the boys late that night, and when they  took a shower Melissa refused to
remove Sandy's Belt
-Oh no, I had to satisfy both of them, my cunt is exhausted, I cannot take any more,

The Four of them were satisfied and decided to meet again. Melissa was beginning to think
that sex with a man is really wonderful. Sandy liked to rub herself on a man's skin, but
wasn't sure about their dick...

A few days later the boys were invited again.
That time Sandy explained a new game :
only one rolling time...
1 and you get naked and tied blind onto the table
2 you're blind and hand tied
3 fucking denied (chastity belt)
4 nothing
5 nothing
6 master the other will obey to you...

They all agreed and Sandy rooled a 3...
-No not again !
-I propose that you roll the dice again said Melissa ... to know how many days...
As she was finishing Sandy rolled a 5...
-That's nothing
-That's 5 days Sandy...
-She already was in chastity belt last time tempered Brian rolling a 4.
-That's right but that's the game laughed Mike as he rolled a 1...
-Ho... No, that's not fair
Melissa rolled a 5.

Finally Sandy got her belt and Mike got tied onto the table.

-Did you liked my caress last time?
-Hummm, answered nodding Mike.

-I propose you a female orgasm, do you agree ? You might find it slow and long
but I'm sure you'll like it by the end.
Mike nodded again.
Sandy caressed Mike's balls and crotch slowly, going down to his ass, avoiding his
dick, she was pressing between his balls as she wanted to push her hands in a hole
that wasn't present. At his oscillations Sandy thought Mike appreciated her caress.
she stopped for kissing him on his gag caressing his nose with her breast, her hands
running down his belly.
-Is that pleasurable ? Are you right to continue on ? I'll began to touch your
dick, but very slowly do you agree ?
Mike nodded to her questions, and she continued on to slowly caress and kiss him
between his legs using her lips and hands but also her breast.
-You're so hairy here, I think we could remove some of it, but not today...
Mike didn't seem to agree, but his butt was moving searching Sandy hands
-That's right you're like a hot slut, Do not be ashamed, I'm like you when Melissa
does that to me, I like it so much, and now with her belt I'm not far from your
state... I've read that men have a pleasure spot in their ass Do you allow me
? She said as she fingered his little hole, Mike's shaked violently "no",
and his hole become thighter...
-Ok I just come back in a few minutes Mike, I obey I won't fuck you in the ass
The minutes were so long for Mike... but Sandy finally went back. Her fingers
were cold and wet...
-It's some oil, do not be afraid it's not for your butt, unless you change
your mind. You know what, if you accept to open your ass to me and if I hurt you
I'll let you fuck me in the ass, but only if I hurt you
But Mike wasn't ready for that, despite his mind was concentrated on sex and the
growning orgasm that seemed not to come so easily...
-It's the first time it take so long to you to reach an orgasm ?
Mike nodded.
-I really need more than that, I'll be glad you agree we take our time to build yours
I won't be bitch to stop and let you unfinished, I promise.
Mike nodded, but it was not so clear...
tweenty minutes later, so fifty minutes after they began, Sandy stroked his dick and
he cummed stronger than he ever had.
Sandy untied him, and they went to take a common shower.
-I'm sorry you're belted is there something I can do asked Mike.
-Would you like to caress and kiss me...
-But You'll be unable to reach an orgasm.
-We do not have enough time... but if you agree to be belted also, I'll
ask Melissa to give you my key, you'll the one that will be able to set
me free...

After she promise to set him free the day after, Mike got a CB the girls had bought.
Melissa gave him the key of Sandy's belt but promise him a month in his belt if he freed
her defore the due date.

The following days they met every evening, Mike learnt to come with less and less stimulation
on his dick and finally accepted ass penetration and hair removal on all his crotch.
-Tomorrow I'll be free from the belt, but I want to ask you something...
-No matter what it is... the answer is yes
-I would ask you to keep your belt tomorrow...
-Err...  I thought you would have asked me not to use my sex... but keeping the belt...
I've already said yes... Will have I to keep it for five days ?
-Oh it's wonderfull from you...

At first they tried with Sandy tied as was Mike before, but quickly they understood. Mike
was not the dominant, and soon he was tied again.
-Sandy, please, I'm tied I cannot touch myself, remove the belt so that I could be erected
without hurting... Of course we won't use it unless you want use it.
-Do you want me to use it ?
-I would be pleased to give you some pleasure with it.
-For you what do you prefer ?
-I think I prefer being caressed.
-You like being fucked like a girl more than to fuck like a boy ?
ashamed Mike nodded...
-Do you mean this dick of yours is useless.
-We can use it to share some pleasure, but one some other side it's a little troublesome
because I cannot control my erections
-Poor of you... Would you like to be cleared of it ?
-Err ?! I didn't think of it...   Do you dislike it ?
-Of course not, But you mean you would be happier without it...

It took a few days for Mike to agree with Sandy. But despite he recognize that he
would be happier without his dick, the irreversible step was difficult to pass, until
Sandy Asked Brian to have his dick sucked by Mike and then to fuck Mike in his ass.
There were not gay, and it was difficult for Brian, but Mike finally find it not bad
and finally accepted to loose his dick.

-As a surgeon to be, I can do it myself for you, By example I can change the urethra
so that it came lower between your legs, but you'll have to sit to pee...
-What about my balls ?
-If we remove them you'll loose your libido...
-That's not the purpose...
-I'll prepare a contract for the hospital...

A few days later Mike was on the operating table, and as Melissa was to anaesthetize
him Mike asked :" How will I look like, my crotch I mean"
-Err You have an idea about what you want ?
-I think I would prefer a vulva look, than just a pee hole, if you can...
-I'll try Mike answered Sandy

As Mike was sleeping, Sandy's surgery professor came in...
-Young Lady, Stop, I'm not sure you're qualifed enough to perform such a castration,
And first did he agree.
-Of course said both girls showing the signed contract.
-How will you do it ?
-Err... I thought about a simple castration, but he just asked for a vulva look and
-I see, I'll do it with you, but you'll have a debt over me...

Once the operation was finished, The professor asked Sandy to come with him...
... for the whole night.

The tomorrow morning she met Melissa : "I love Mike, and I changed him into a
dickless man, because I was so lesbian...  
...And after this night I discovered how good it is to have a big dick into my cunt".

Experiment

When Emilia entered the gymnasium, she was afraid of the crown that was here. Helen went by another way and did not notice the people that were on the other side. She was glad she had had not to queue and present herself to the right man.

-I volunteer for fatal execution she asked.

-You’re at the right place, what kind of execution do you want to volunteer for?

-Well, being broken at the wheel she said as she blushed. She ashamed, but that kind of execution what a real turn on for her. And since her boyfriend died in a motorbike accident she really hoped for dying soon. So when the EU decided to change its death penalty policy and to introduce medieval or antic way of execution, she was listening. This had to be done with an experiment part. During that time volunteers would be executed the way they choose: hanged, broken, crucified, drown, disembowelled and so on. As the executed volunteered, they could ask for some changes from the official way of execution. When that part would be finished one kind of execution had to be chosen as the official one through the whole union.

-That’s right the man said, he was taking a sheet of paper, do you have some asking about the procedure.

-I want to be allowed to say enough and being strangled to death from that moment.

-Err… It is difficult to say. Normally the changes are having 2 or 3 limb broken. Your asking can be to stop before the first limb is broken. Therefore, we would choose someone else, so please set a minimum before you could ask for stopping.

-I understand. Helen said. She was lost. I think I would go for a minimum of 2 limbs and then I’ll try to continue on. She was shaking hoping she would not regret her choice.

-So if nobody asks for more than 2 limbs you would be chosen, if somebody asks for 2 limbs, it will you who will go onto the wheel, is that OK?

-Well I think so Helen said as she took the sheet of paper.

-So fill the form, and go to ladies door behind.

Emilia arrived as Helen was leaving.

-Hi! She said, is that the fatal execution experiment gate?

-That’s it answered the man.

-I want to try crucifixion, Can I ask for a fixed period?

-Of course, replied the man, we have several asking from 30 minutes to 4 hours right now, the longest will be chosen.

-How, so I’d better ask for 6 hours, what do you think? I will be able to make it!

-You won’t have any choice but to make it all the time long if you’re the chosen one!

She laughed and took the paper.

-Fill the form and go to the ladies door behind he said. What he did not say, was that right now, the periods longer than 2 hours were only asked by men, so Emilia could have asked for 3 or 4 hours. He did not said either that no woman volunteered for being broken at the wheel yet. But of course some women could come before the due date tomorrow evening.

Behind the door, Helen was greeted by a nurse that took the form, wrote 611 on it. She took a kind of identity bracelet with 611 embedded on it and locked it on Helen’s left wrist. “Strip naked, fully naked no bra or panties” she said “put you clothes and other items into that box.” And she gave her a big red box numbered 611. Once the box filled, Helen was embarrassed to be in the nude. The nurse closed the box. And lead Helen to the medical wing. Once she has been examined, she was given yellow jumpsuit. A string linked her wrist and ankles so she could only walk slowly and she had to sit and raise her feet to scrap her noose. She was asked to wait in a chair for the bus. Helen was in fear.

When Emilia pushed the door, she was surprised to find a medical lab there.

-Hey what are you doing she said to the nurse, as that one locked the steel bracelet around her wrist.

-That’s the procedure explained the nurse. You are prisoner 612. You have to strip naked, to be examined, then you will be given the prison uniform.

-Prison? I’m to be lead in jail? I thought I would wait my execution at home!

-Of course not, no matter if you change your mind now you signed the form.

Helen heard that and felt a ball in her belly. She was becoming to hope someone would volunteer for more than two limbs broken.

She looked at Emilia body. She had been interested in women, but Emilia tanned skin with a flat belly was near unreal. She looked at the tall girl being monitored, as it was the only thing she could do to avoid thinking about the choice she had made.

Soon the two of them were waiting for the bus, cuffed.

Helen wanted to speak to Emilia but was unable to break the silence. And she was unsure she was allowed to speak.

When she asked to go to the toilets nurse answered.

-I’m sorry, didn’t I show you? The toilets are there and the suit opens at the bottom like that. As you have no underwear there no problems.

Helen was ashamed the nurse opened her suit in front of ever one. When she returned

The nurse blink at her: “I called a car to avoid you to wait too much. I do not know what I should wish you, so courage be brave. It is wonderful some people volunteer to help the country.”

A police car drove the two women to the prison, where they shared the same cell.

Each of them took a bed. They were satisfied to have the string removed.

-I asked to be crucified said Emilia. What did you asked?

-I asked to… to be broken at the wheel.

-Whouh !

-You think I’m crazy?

-Of course you are, not less than I. I think we will experiment suffering as very few have experimented. But we chose it didn’t us?

-I did, but I wonder was I right? I want to die, and that way my death will be useful, but I’m in fear.

-I am also. I hope I’ll be brave at the foot of the cross.

They tried to calm down, but did not succeed in sleeping. Helen looked at Emilia, and it seemed to her that Emilia was caressing herself through the jumpsuit. She hesitated but tried to know how it felt. She thought again at Emilia’s body she saw at the gymnasium. That girl was next to her and was caressing herself. Helen often caressed herself. She was in shame about it. Girls no not masturbate said her mother. But it was exciting her boyfriend when she did it in front of him. By the time they passed together she was used to do it but to stop to let him bring to the orgasm. He often did it by slowly massaging her clitoris and stopping when she was about to cum and then asking her to suck him. That way she very excited when his penis penetrated her cunt and the pleasure was high wave that washed them. Her hand were between her thigh when Emilia asked:

-Hey what are you doing?

Helen felt as a little girl caught doing something forbidden.

-I just… thought you were well, and then I tried how it felt through the suit, then I lost my mind.

Emilia put her hand at Helen jump suit and unzipped the crotch opening design to let her go to the toilets when strung up, then threaded her hand to Helen intimates lips.

-You’re more than wet!

Helen face was red.

-Strip for me! Slowly! The tall girl asked.

Helen was smaller and fatter than Emilia. She began to dance slowly an uneasy as she was unzipping the main suit’s opening showing her neck, then her breast.

When the zip was below her breast, she removed her arms from the suit and showed her breast to Emilia, who sucked then, happy to see such a huge breast.

Helen took Emilia main zip, but before she could lower it, Emilia tapped her hand as she would have done to a kid. Helen turned around her and lowered her own zip to show her while belly. She turned on herself to show her ass. She excited now and her dance was easy and natural. In one movement she lowered the suit, her legs clenched. She was about to remove the jumpsuit legs when Emilia said “Stop, do not move”.

Emilia stood up and came behind Helen and began to caress Helen’s ass. “Spread your legs”. She immediately did it as far as the suit allowed it, and Emilia’s Hands were crawling on her white skin. “Put your hands on your head, and turn around”. Helen Obeyed.

Emilia sat on her bed, and lowly lowered the main zip, a caressed her breast with one hand. Then she unzipped the crotch zip and raised it up to the main one, and one hand disappeared at her crotch opening. Helen breathed as she was excited to see Emilia. And she began to lower one hand.

-Who has said you where allowed, little bitch?

Helen immediately put her hand back on her head.

-Come here and suck my belly button” Helen was anxious. She would have preferred a cock, but she did it. Her noose was in Emilia’s lips. And little by little she realized she liked pleasuring Emilia. She tried to close her legs, but Emilia said no. She liked to be excited but not being allowed to satisfy herself. After Emilia cum, she asked Helen to remove the legs.

Then they realized the lower part of the pants where locked. Then they could not remove the jumpsuit by themselves. Then Emilia asked Helen to take a doggy style position, and began to caress her. She brushed her G-spot, then her clitoris. She explained that She was the master who cum first, and Helen was the dog who cum last if she cum, and that in only allowed to cum doggy style. Helen was near heaven and said “Ho yes, I’m your dog”. Emilia slowed down. “Ho please master let me cum” If you promise to ask be before going to the toilets.

“I promise”

-So move on my finger, like the dog you are… And Helen moved on Emilia’s finger to reach her orgasm. She was ashamed, but happy.

They hardly slept that night and at the sunrise the guards came to ask them to come with them. Helen felt a ball building in her stomach. She didn’t say anything. Emilia suddenly was afraid:

-Not right now, please!

-Shower time said the guard.

They were driven to the shower where the guard unlocked the legs of the suit. They had 15 minutes, and then were driven in their cell.

They were proposed individual cell, but both declined. They passed their second day in prison playing as teenagers who are discovering their bodies. None of them were lesbian, but they had to make the time go faster and to think to some thing else than what they have chosen for them. In fact as they hoped they wouldn’t be chosen. Their minds were changed.

The second night wasn’t easier than the first one. Both knew that application were over. They soon would know is they are chosen or not. Perhaps if they hadn’t they already would have been set free…

The next morning the guard called:”Shower time !”.

It was the only part of the day they could remove the jumpsuit. They looked at themselves nude with the water running along their body.

-I’ll try to make you wait until tonight before you can cum said Emilia.

-I’ll love it said Helen.

At the end of the time devoted to shower, they were surprised, the jumpsuits had disappeared.

The Guards shackled them nude.

-What the matter asked Emilia.

-They’re driving us outside the prison if they shackle us, but nude answered Helen

-My god! Said Emilia as the guards confirmed shaking their heads.

Passed the fear to known they were the chosen ones, Helen was trying to calm down. Emilia was thinking that it was 6 hours to pass, after that it would be OK and she would return home. She was conscious it won’t be easy, but she so often dreamed of being crucified, that she could avoid the opportunity that was offered to her to try it. Both did not thought they would be led to a truck nude. Helen was lift on the truck plate form and her hands were secured to the top of a pole erected there. She was in display for every one. I cannot avoid it thought Emilia. But as she moved forward to the truck the guard stopped her and showed her a beam on the soil. When the truck drove out of the prison Helen was displayed naked on the platform but Emilia was walking behind it; the heavy beam on her shoulders her hands secured at the ends of it. A leash linked her to the truck.

The truck did not move too fast so Emilia succeeded in following it, but the people in the streets of the town were having time to see the nude women that were driven to their fate.

Both were I great humiliation as they thought the execution wouldn’t be public and they would not be displayed as a preliminary.

Emilia’s mind was occupied by walking bare footed on the streets, but Helen noticed that the truck wasn’t going strait to the place of execution but was parading in the streets of the centre.

It took almost half an hour before it stopped in one of the biggest town’s place. It was crowded. But on each side gallows were prepared. Helen immediately saw the wheel. Next to it stood the cross on which she would be broken prior to be displayed on the wheel. Her mouth was dry. Emilia only realized the walk was over and that she was unlinked for the truck and she was glad as her legs were exhausted from the trip. As she was led to the place she raised her head and saw the cross. She stopped as the fear froze her body. But the leash went tight and she moved again toward the instrument of torture. Helen also was untied and driven to her side of the place.

The nearest church bell rang the ninth hour. Emilia counted 9 plus 6 giving 3 in the afternoon. She would have finished when she would hear the three hour bell. She was at the foot of the cross and the beam was untied. Before she do any thing her wrist were tied with leather strips. They seems large enough to hold her weight so she wont fall from the cross she thought with a chill in her back despite the sun. To her surprise the leather strips were tied to two other poles she didn’t noticed before next to the cross. She was on her tiptoes. She did not dare asking what’s going on, she was to be crucified…. But the pain in her back broke her thought.

The thing she knew was:”flogging I’m being flogged”….

On her side Helen was shy but let the men tie her to her cross. Hers was more like an X than a T and was horizontal. She laid on it. Then small wooden squares were posed under her elbow, wrists shoulders knees and ankles. Leather straps went through holes the cross deepness and were tied over her articulations holding the wooden square in place. That way her limbs were not in contact with the cross. They were elevated of about half an inch. The straps were tight and she could move but for her head, hands and foots. She was not pound of having her legs spread. She didn’t knew the execution would have to be done in the nude. She felt the humiliation; Humiliation from having been displayed nude any where in the town, Humiliation to be there spread-eagled naked in front of these people, Humiliation of the suffering to come.

Then she heard the whips and shouting from the other side. The men moved to let her see. She saw Emilia’s back with red crosses as she was hanging from her wrist.

-Wasn’t she to be crucified? did she asked.

-Of course replied a man with a black hood on his head.

The fear was so high for Helen when she saw her executioner that she loosed bladder control.

The noise from under the gallows added to her shame. The man looked at her bones.

-Did it hurt did she asked…

-The flogging, for sure!

-I mean the breaking.

-I’ll make my best for it did he said as he smiled.

-Oh my god….

-But you choose it, didn’t you… You’re afraid of the shootings?

-Will I shout she asked in fear?

-Normally you will, but I can help you not to do.

-Oh please I would like it. She hoped for some way to save her from the pain.

The man went to the bench tool and then came back. He closed her nose. She opened her mouth to breath, and he shoved a ball in it, and tied it behind her head.

-Pleased to help you, so you won’t shout to much!

On her platform form Emilia was untied.

-It is us to begin dear lady !

Helen felt her cross rising. In fact it was rotating for her to face the crowd. It rose up to 60°. The man came to her with a steal rod in his hand. She could only follow it from the eyes. The man put it on her forearm. She bit in the ball and the rod was raised. But instead of dropping it on her arm, the man moved to her left. She began to wonder, but before she could react the rod was raised and dropped in one movement on her arm. The bone crushing sound was clearly heard.

Emilia was sitting on the wooden floor. Her back was hurting as didn’t know any could be hurt. She was asked to lay on her back on the beam. She was weeping but spread her arm on the beam waiting for them to be tied to it, wondering how it would felt to hang like that. Will it be different from being hung between the two poles? She closed her eyes. Then she heard the bone crushing noise and the gurgle sound that followed. She opened her eyes and looked at the other side of the place where Helen get her first beating. Before she could understand what had happen she heard a metallic sound and yelled.

Helen heard it. It helped her to go out of her pain

-They drove the first nail, her executioner explained.

She looked at him breathing heavily to control her pain. He was looking at the other side. She Looked at Emilia. She saw the second nail being positioned over her wrist, she was pleading

-Not nailed, tied with ropes, I don’t want to be nailed…

Then the rod landed on Helen’s second arm, and the pain urged to her brain.

Emilia was cut as she was arguing by that noise, and as she looked at Helen, the second nail pierced her second wrist. She yelled again. She was in real agony.

Helen’s executioner was rubbing her crotch with his steel rod. Helen was in fear about what was to come. She breathed heavily to compose with the pain in her arms.

Near the cross the guards were raising the patibulum to affix it on the stipe. The movements were increasing Emilia’s agony. As she knew he could ask to stop now, she tried to move with them to minimize the movements between her wrist and the beam. So she was rising her arm to avoid the guard to have her weight to rise with the beam. A support was provided so as she stepped back to the cross, she could follow the beam rising to the top of the cross, but some inches more were needed and despite she pushed on her tiptoes she soon was hanging by her wrists. She felt the beam moving as the guard where searching for the point, then it fell a little and didn’t move any more. It was affixed. The people look as she was in great agony. With her legs she tried to use the pole to shift herself up but it was useless, but for the show she gave. Then the guard came and took her ankles. She was relieved. They bent her legs and pushed them to the sides of the stipe. As nails where driven through her ankles she fainted.

Helen looked at the spectacle with horror, but she was aroused both by the spectacle and by the executioner. She was ashamed and hoped he would not realize. His steel tool was still near her genitals. And Helen thought me might be waiting for the ankle nail to be driven in before continuing. She was true. As the guard posed his hammer the executioner raised the rod than fell on her forearm in one quick movement. The blow was so violent, and the blow came at the right position in the middle of the limb segment where the wooden support at the wrist and elbow where not so near, that both bones broke simultaneously in several pieces. Poor Helen yelled but the sound was deadened by the gag. She thought that part was numb by the pain in her upper arms, but it was false. The pain radiated and the adrenalin from the first blow was short to avoid her suffering. Just as she was recovering from the shock and opened her eyes again she saw the rob turning in the air before blowing away her other forearm bones. The pain was so high that she fainted.

The lack of oxygen awoke Emilia. She was choking. Without understanding she pushed on her ankles and raised herself in a position that allowed her to take in a breath of fresh air.

The pain in her ankle was so high that she couldn’t maintain the position and fell. Then the pain was in her wrists. She was discovering what would be the hours to come. But she was angry as she didn’t ask for that level of suffering. She wanted to be tied to a cross in a quiet place, to be nailed in public.

She looked at the people in from of her and following their eyes she saw what they where looking at. She tried to clinch her legs to hide her womanhood, but the way she was nailed did only allow her to stand with her legs open and her crotch visible from the mob. She felt ashamed and helpless. Then for the second time she was choking. She pulled on her arms as she pushed on her ankles. The pain made her weep, but she raised herself up enough to breath and then slowly lowered herself. That movement let her exhausted, or what she thought was being exhausted. At that moment she wished to die and not having to wait for 6 hours in such pain, shame and agony.

Helen was awoken by her executioner. As the gag was removed she asked

-No more, I can’t take any more…. She was felling like her arm had been quartered.

-You take it very well. You are wonderful. But the two limbs are not finished yet.

-Oh please not any more.

-I’ve no choice, but if you want I broke a leg part before combing on the arms again.

-Yeah, err, no, no !

-Is the gag right, or do you prefer a leather piece that would be easier to bite?

-No not the gag.

Helen was then given a leather piece she could bite in.

The rod rose once again and the blow landed on an elbow. Without the gag her shouting were better heard by the crowd. It took her several minutes to calm down. Perhaps the elbow is a most sensitive area or it is the crushing that pushed an pulled on the other broken bones. Once she stopped yelling she was given back her piece of leather. The next two landed on the hand. It was amazing to look at that arm and see the different shades of color and swelling from the shoulder to the hand whose finger were doubling in volume in no time. But Helen seemed no to appreciate that spectacle. She asked to stop now, but the executioner explained her that the other arm has to be done also, and the double blow landed on her other hand. The executioner then didn’t wait for her to calm down and crushed her elbow. The sound that was fading was given a new force.

From her cross Emilia couldn’t do anything for her new friend but to look at her being slowly and methodically broken. But even that she did not. She was occupied in her own suffering.

The Church bell rang, and she knew she still had 5 hours to endure that. She was wondering how they would remove the nails. Will it hurt her also? How much time would she need to heal? If she survived, that she was not sure. She was also feeling her bladder full. Empting it would be a shame, but she was aware she will not be able to hold on for 5 hours. She was afraid of loosing control du to the pain she endured at getting up and down.

Some guards came to Helen to wipe up the sweat her body was wet with. They did not insist on the arms. She tried to say something but her speaking was not coherent.

-So young lady, do you want me to strangle you right now.

-No cried Helen. And before she added “No more breakings” the executioner shoved the gag in her mouth.

-You’re brave, so we continue on”. Helen’s eyes widened, and she shouted, but the first blow landed on her thigh. Once the blow passed she tried to move using her only un broken leg, and the pain in the other limb was incredible.

-The other leg? The executioner asked. And only seconds later or other leg’s calf bones were shattered.

-You’re marvelous the executioner said. The man I broke yesterday wasn’t so brave after I broke him two limbs. Helen did not want to be brave, but had no choice, but to take two more blows. Her legs were broken but the articulation. That is enough she thought. But the executioner did not ask her mind and went forward in his destruction work. Her knees are broken. She needed minutes to stop shouting after each blow. Then the feets. Two blow for each. The executioner pause again and the guards come to wipe the sweat again. Her limbs are so swelled that the leather straps that are designed to hold her are now constricting her bruised flesh. As her gag was removed, Helen was to ask to be strangled now, but what happened? She was afraid of diing. She was broken now. She was waiting. What worse could happen now that her four limbs were broken, perhaps it was possible to heal her.

-The lace, or not asked the executioner

-No…Let… Let me… some… time… reco… vering…

-That’s right, I allow you 5 minutes more, and then we finish.

Helen wasn’t concerned by Emilia on her cross despite the spectacle was on display for her.

Emilia wasn’t concerned by Helen whose beating was not finished as she thought. The pressure in Emilia’s bladder was now so high that she let the urine flow. In the mob some discuss the ability of Emilia to participate to the boy familiar game about pissing far away, but her upstanding position would have disqualified her. That shameful event was not the only problem that annoyed Emilia. She was also having cramps that made some position even more painful that they already are. A guard came to her to give her some fresh water she drank greedily.

AS the time was elapsed, the executioner came back to Helen. She knew the next step was being braid onto the wheel. And as a dark fantasy she wanted to know how it would be. Now she was fully broken, she would ask to be healed, or braided and strangled. She was surprised to see the executioner with a heavier rod than the other one and the gag. But as he gaged her she couldn’t ask what she had forgotten in the process.

-This is a difficult part of the process. If I’m bad I broke a vertebrae and your legs won’t hurt you, If I succeed then…. Then you will see….

The fear came again for Helen as the rod was raised. That time He stopped At the upper stade, then let I fall on her hipbone.

The sound of her shouting had frightened lot of people. The pain was over she could ever imagine even after being broken like she was. The executioner was successful.

Then with a lighter rod he broke her ribs and collarbones.

They removed her gag, but she was in delirium. Nothing she tried to say was understandable.

So the removes the straps, and let her a few minutes. Then they folded her legs onto her torso, and hold them by knotting her arms together. The shouting she made was all but human as the fractured bones where moved. They lifted her. Her head hung below as she was now unable to hold it without collarbones. Once they laid her on the wheel they unfold her and braided each limb around the wheel’s wires.

As they finished the church bell rang again. As to let Emilia know that she still had 4 hours to rest on her cross.

Helen’s mind was gone with suffering, and She did not asked to be strangled, they displayed her to the mob who passed to she her on her wheel.

As the church bell rang again, the wheel was put onto a pole and lifted high in the sky.

Emilia was near to ask mercy in being killed when the main guard came to her.

You’re at mid way. I’ve a gift. They helped her up, and when she lowered herself she founded a stick she could use as a sit. It wasn’t comfortable but it avoided the pain of being hung by the wrist. She was given fresh water.

The Guard left, and Emilia felt alone. The mob was gone. She heard some gurgles from wheel from time to time, but she felt as she was forgotten there.

The wooden stick helped her. She didn’t know it was called a sedile. She was glad to have it. With it she had to breathe less often. But the stick was hurting because all her weight was on one point in a soft area. She tried to have it near her vagina, but the stick was too short. She was imagining a man’s cock, but she only rub on it, no more. But with her repeated up and down, once or twice she landed with the stick in her ass… and slowly the stick was making it way. At first Emilia refused the idea, but with time and pain, she was trying to have it in her anus. Once it was on it, There was nothing she could do: With all we weight applied on it, no matter there was no lube, the stick and it’s bulbous end entered her virgin hole. Then she heard the Bell again… Still two hours to go!

The sun was still high in the sky, and with nothing to look at the time passed slowly. And now the sedile was in her anus it was raping her.

The next bell helped her. Only one hour to go. Nobody gave her water and her mouth was dry.

And finally the sun went low…. And the bell rang again, but nobody was here to help her down the cross. She was loosing hope.

It took about 15 minutes for the main guard to come.

-What you did is wonderful.

-Plea…se   do…wn

The man produced a hammer….

-No …. Let ….me …. Down

And he broke both her knees.

It took her about twenty minutes to suffocate to death impaled on her sedile and nailed to that cross. She felt betrailed as she truly hoped that if she survived the execution she would be saved.

This demonstration had been examined to know which execution was the most dissuasive….

What would be your choice?

The Death of the High Priest

The high priest was concentrated. She was in communication with the god. Teisha and Bedba were taking care of her. But soon at the way she was moving they understood the god was asking for a sacrifice. Such a thing was common near the light fest. The days were short. The air was cold. But with this sacrifice the god will allow the light and its heat to come back again. So the sacrifice was a good thing to do, both Bedba and Teisha knew it. But both were anxious not to be chosen. Making a sacrifice was a good thing, being sacrificed was not.

Once the high priest had finished she returned in her cell to have some rest.
Teisha took the opportunity to prepare the card game. Like she did for the preceding sacrifice she changed some of the priest card, hers by example by cards of other priest she had on her own. That way she had most of the experienced priests sacrificed, Bedba, Rebda and Ubuka were the only one left. In a few hours one of these would be dead, and Teisha would be nearer again to be the next High Priest.

Bedba was anxious because all the preceding sacrifice concerned priests of her grade. No novice had been chosen for almost the ten preceding sacrifices. She was afraid Ubuka the high priest had something against them. So she decided to go to the inner temple. When she discovered the card game her fear was completed. The three first cards were hers. Not looking at the other card she changed the whole set of card by one she had prepared on her own.

It was night when Ubuka called all the priest around her. All the novices were on the lower temple. Ubuka, Teisha, Bedba and Rebda were in the inner temple. Rebda took the holly trail. Bebda took the oil and Teisha took the cards. Ubuka was at the sacred altar. She washed her hand with the oil. Put the card set on the altar. Then took a card from the first heap and put it on the first drawn place on the trail. “The way of the sacrifice“ Rebda said with his eunuch voice.
Being priest of Thana was forbidden to men. But in Rebda case it was different. As far as he could remember he wished he would be a girl. So he decided to become a priest of Thana, which required he was nullified. The priest girls appreciated him a lot as he was still muscular. Ubuka returned the card. The four priest near the altar were having a chill in their back. “The way is crucifiction” announced Ubuka with her high voice. Rustles passed through the novice. Crucifiction was not a common way of sacrifice.
Once again Ubuka washed her hand with some oil and then took a card from the second heap and put it on the second trail place face down. “The dress of the sacrifice” Bedba said has her voice betrayed her fear. Ubuka returned the card. Her throat was dry to announce: “The dress will be: high humiliation: naked and flogged”. Ubuka’s Hands were trembling as she washed then for the third time. What was wrong with Thana today she was wondering? As she put the third card on the trail it was Theisha voice to say:”The sacrifice preparation”. Ubuka returned the card and read for the novice:”The sacrificed one will be sexually excited but never released for the day and the night before the execution” This sentence was usual, but Ubuka was amazed, what if Redba card was drawn? She liked that part of sacrifice: Teasing the condemned one. In fact the teasing excited the priest so much that it was a sexual orgy in which all priest but the condemned were masturbating. She was getting wet already. “Wahooh she thought high excited then flogged and crucified naked by that cold weather his sacrifice would not be an easy thing for the chosen one” and she was satisfied she had removed her own card years ago. Once her hands washed in the holly oil, she took one card from the last heap, which was made of cards with the name of a priest from the novice to the high priest if some of them had not changed some of these cards. As she put the card on the silver tray the colour the metal reflected made her anxious and some of the other priest might have heard it as she said : “And finally the chosen one to be sacrificed to Thana our generous god”. She hesitated before returning the card, then did it.
She then heard form far away Redba high voice:”Thou, Thana, hast chosen our high priest for the most difficult form of sacrifice one can submit to, she is thine”
Every priest of Thana knows that she can be chosen to be killed for Thana highness. But that was a shock. Most sacrifices were fast killing. But Ubuka knew she had no choice from now but to die on the cross, even if she did not know where this card came from. “I no longer am the high priest. I ask Redba which cannot be high priest to assume my role up to my death and to choose your new high priest. I’ll try to die bravely for Thana and for you” Then she removed her high priest crown and gave it to Redba. She took the cuff and fasten them to her own wrist. She knew on day or the other she would have to put her card back in the heap, she only regretted to get so hard sentence. Perhaps Thana was behind that and was punishing her from her deceit.

Once in the coldness of the temple cell Ubuka tried to think to something else than the sacrifice to come, but what else. All her life was this sacrifice now.
She looked at her high priest dress she will loose the day after to die naked and humiliated in front of all to see. Most sacrifices were done in the temple but crucifications were done in front of the temple.

Redba was sad. He was in love with Ubuka. He liked to caress her body and to excite her near the edge of ecstasy to improve her communication with the god. As his genitals were removed he was unable to reach this state so unable to be high priest. He had to choose between Teisha and Bedba. Bedba was cool and open minded but lack the authority of a high priest. Teisha was the opposite and Rebda was wondering how the temple would be under Teisha rule.
When he tided the trail and the card game Rebda saw something he did not understood, so he looked at the cards…
All priest card were Ubuka’s card, so she no chance to survive. The death cards were all impaling or crux card and so on. The card set has been changed. And no novice can access the inner temple so the guilty one was Teisha or Bedba. He tried to talk with Teisha, but she was with a novice and not to be disturbed. From the sound that came from her room he was preparing for the next day orgy.
When he knocked at Bedba’s door she offered him to join. She was in the nude with a novice also and it seems Bedba was preparing to enter in communication with Thana…

Teisha and Bedba and the novices they had chosen slept well that night. Rebda and Ubuka did not. So Redba went to see some of the novices and aked each of them if they saw somebody near the inner temple. Soon it was clear Bedba went to the inner temple as Ubuka was having some rest. On his investigations Rebda caught a novice with a stick of joy. Sex was not restricted to the priest but they were forbidden true or artificial dicks. But the novice proposed Rebda to try her toy. Slowly as the novice worked her toy in his ass the priest was discovering the feeling Ubuka was getting when he was making her in the mood of communicating with Thana. The novice was afraid at first by the smooth sexless crotch of the priest but she was also excited and rubbed her breast against his muscular body. She knew a way to pass from novice to priest was helping the priest to communicate with the god. And Rebda was known to be unable to get sexual stimulation but great at giving it. So helping him was a challenge that could help her progress in the temple, or at the opposite can lead her to have her clitoris burnt for using a stick of joy. Once she had been successful at giving Rebda a pleasure he did not knew, he rewarded her. She learnt quickly to moan at the man tongue slow rhythm. She was near to orgasm when he stopped to caress her breast. Her excitation was slowly growing. She never had a lover that was ready to take so much time. And when she orgasmed at last she was sure she saw Thana a little.

When the sun arise Redba went to see Ubuka.
“My highness I found a novice that can make me see Thana”.
Ubuka was surprised. Like all the other she thought Redba was unable to get that state despite he was with no equivalent to send some body in front of the goodness. She was happy for him. She was annoyed when he explained that the novice used a stick of joy.
-Chose Bedba, said Ubuka, she would let you happy with that novice. Do not say it to any one.
-I have reason to think that Bedba changed the card deck my highness”
-I thought it was Theisha… I cannot imagine Bedba doing such a thing.
-Several novice saw her in the inner temple with a lot of cards.
-I would have preferred anybody else as you are an expert, but you will be the one that will began my sentence. And you will send me toward Thana.
-You want me to send you so near from ecstasy as you will be offered no release?
-You met Thana that night, didn’t you?
-I think so my highness.
-Otherwise it won’t be a problem for you to send me in high levels of frustrations as you did for other sacrifices. I’m not happy to say it, but you have to. I’m already wet at imagining your tongue and that I won’t get any release… I hope I will be able to take it. But I won’t have to choice.

When Ubuka entered the room they were already there waiting for her. All were excited also. Ubuka asked to strip herself. And she lay in the condemned chair.
Her spread legs were secured as her arms.

-I ask for a favour said Ubuka
-She will ask for Rebda not to touché her too soon thought most of the crowd.
-I want to submit to Rebda first has he often sent me saw Thana. I know I will suffer to be near my god all the day long, so let me go to see him by my usual way.
-everybody was surprised. Each of the priests and novice felt their clitoris hardening ready to be licked by the man’s tongue.

As he knelled in front of that twat he worked so often he was surprised at the size of the high priest clitoris. Her fluids were already flowing. From the tip of his tongue he passed on her inner lips, and got a moan that confirmed the level of excitation Ubuka had already reached. He stopped unsing his tongue and slowly inserted his fingers in her cunt.
-Not so quick you’ll make me cum she said!
-Do not hope for that, I know want I’m doing.
She felt two then three finger quickly entering and exiting her slit. She tried to move to get them near her clitoris but the fingers were too low, and the strap that secured her did not allow her to move. Each time the fingers where doing deeper. And she was breathing at the rhythm of them. With the tip of them he brushed her g spot throwing her very near from the orgasm.
-Yes she said… but she was now empty. The man’s hand were on her crotch and thighs.
-Oh inside please….
-Like that he asked slowly stroking her clitoris from his finger.
-Yes quicker please….
-His finger moved lower and quickly brushed her G-spot again. To return to her breast.
Then she saw Thana. He was still far away. But she knew Rebda couldn’t take the risk to make her cum. But he was sure of him and each of his caress made her nearer from the goodness. It was the first time she approached him so slowly.

She was unable to fillfull her pleasure for hours when she was given a pause. She opened her eyes and saw the novices and priest that were caressing each other all around her.

-I saw Thana she said! I spoke to him!
Every body stopped to hear the high priest. Seeing Thana was not difficult, but speaking and hearing him was something else.

-With my death it is an era that must close he said. It is the reason I must suffer A lot. To make an example for this temple of luxure. With her high level of excitation taking and breathing was not easy.
-From know on, the high priest must have her clitoris burnt or removed. And the priest will have to wear belts that prevent them from having sex. The high priest will reward them by some time out of these belts when he want.

Every body looked at the three priests.

The teasing of Ubuka resumed and when she was near madness when the night felled.

The room was empty when a novice came to her. Ubuka was surprised as the novice put her tongue lower. The she realized the girl was licking her little hole. Ubuka did suspected that place was pleasurable. Then she felt something being put and pushing her hope open. She understood it was the stick of joy
-No there she said.
But when to object entered she felt waves of pleasure she did not know.
And when she felt it exiting she said
-Oh no !
-You do not know what you want said the novice as she laughed.
-This thing is forbidden you should have your clitoris burnt.
-I knew it. It excites me. As being belted does. I’m very happy you made Rebda the next high priest. He said I will be the next one. I’m in fear at having my clitoris burnt, but I know I deserve it.
She kissed Ubuka’s clitoris that was still erected. And showed her the belt Rebda locked around her belly and that covered her sex.

Every hour a novice came to Ubuka and caressed her so her excitation wasn’t going down.

When sun rose Rebda came to Ubuka.
-It is time. Teisha and Bedba aren’t happy about the belt, and they prepared the cross.
-Oh the cross said Ubuka, not really sure of who she was. Oh please fuck me.
-I cannot, but it is nearly finished.

Ubuka took her dress again, and remembered she was the high priest. She cannot ask for sex like that, but how she needed it. Rebda led her to the temple gate.

The outside coldness stopped her. There was snow everywhere, she no choice sha had to walk barefoot on the snow and her dress was so thin. When she reached the street she saw a whipping post that had been placed there. It took time for her to understand it was for her. Teisha and Bedba shredded her dress and tied her hands high. She was on her tiptoes when the two priests looped a rope around each ankle and spread her legs and secured them to the post. Ubuka looked around her and saw that some people were looking at her. She no longer was the distant high priest, she was no longer half a goodness, she was a human being that was strip in front of people in the snow.
When she felt the first whipping she discovered how painful it was and shouted.
But before she could get her breath the next one hit her. And the next again.
At the beginning it was her shoulders that were hit, left then right, and slowly it was getting down, as she asked for other sacrifice. She liked when the girl was having horizontal red welt on each side of there back. At breast level the side of her breast was hit. She was afraid as Teisha and Bedba were on her butt. The was anxious about her thigh and genitals. The women knew their jobs and Ubuka that thought she had no more voice found herself shouting at that new pain when her crotch was hit. But she remembered it was her instructions, but at that time she was with the ones that enjoyed the show. Now she was the one whose back was welted in red. When her calf had been whipped they untied her, and helped her not to collapse. She saw the snow there was red from her blod.

She wanted a rest, but novice were holding her arms. What did they want she wondered. Then the beam was put on her shoulders. How could she had forbidden. The process continues on, no matter she needed rest. Her hands are tied to the heavy beam, and every body began the procession. She was the only one to be bare foot on the snow, she was the only one to be naked in the cold, she was the only one to carry a heavy beam on the way to the temple garden on the hill. Then she realized it is the wrong way… oh no ! she had to be paraded in the centre town. naked and humiliated said the card. Every body’s eyes are on her: A naked woman in her last thirty. She couldn’t fell her foot as they are frozen. She’s still excited, but perhaps this humiliation is exciting her. Back to the temple she’s exhausted and the way rose. She tried to look at the top hill and saw the stipe the patibulum will be affix to. With her hanging naked from it.

At least she was at the foot of the stipe. How will they hoist it? She didn’t understand why they untie her. The beam was on the soil. She glad it is not on her welted back, but novice force her to down on her back! She shouted at first but then the snow clam the heat from the whipping. She appreciated the rest then was the hammer being raised. Her left wrist exploded in pain. She’s surprised she still can shout… and once again for the right wrist. She saw she pissed herself, as everybody look at her, look at who has been the high priest.

Then the beam is raised The pain is unimaginable. She discovered a world she did not imagined before, the world of pain. It increasing from the bit of cold to the whip, the nails and now she hoisted her back against the stipe by her broken wrist. She holed in pain. The patibulum is fixed and they grad her legs and they put it to the side of the stipe her legs bent. “With rope she tried to say” but a new pain exploded as new nails were driven through her ankles.

No one has been crucified for years, so the procedure had been forget and Ubuka herself did not remembered exactly how it was, but Teisha seemed to know exactly how to proceed, even if she was surprised that the crucified was not Bedba or Rebda.

Ubuka was hanging there, lost in her pain when she felt she wasn’t able to breathe. The pain in her ankles was so great but she couldn’t help she was trying to push on them to stand and finally breath. She tried to keep the position but she was exhausted and the pain was so high that she felt down.
When she felt the need to breathe again, she did it again but tried to make it slower to control the pain in her ankles and wrists.

A novice shouted look at her clitoris, she’s still excited. She realized her legs were open and she couldn’t close her legs. She was ashamed.

After a few minutes Teisha came to her as she was up: “You offered us the belt, I have a gift for you my highness” and she fixed something in a hole on the stipe. Ubuka felt the sedile as she went down. That thing was so small that sitting on it was a new pain. Of course it was better than hanging by the nailed wrists. Quickly she learnt to deal with a new predicament. It was so short that it could not reach her pussy. And it was not horizontal so it pushed on a point on her perineum and quickly it was difficult to bear, and lead her to a new position. Being sit on it was better than hanging but she still needed to stand up to breath, but less often, and each time she sit on the sedile that wooden stick pushed at another place between her legs. As her perineum was hurting she was going forward, and each time the sedile pressed at a point rear than the preceding. When the sedile was between her cheeks, Ubuka remembered the novice and her stick of joy. It took her several times to put her anus on the sedile. She was not lubricated there, nor was the sedile, so the penetration was slow difficult and painful. She was really impaling herself onto that thing, and she had no force enough to avoid it, she needed time to recover and being able to stand again. At that moment the stick had made its way into her ass. When she got up again she tried to disengage it, but she was unable to stand high enough so she felled again impaling herself. She felt as she was being fucked in the ass the rough way. She looked away and saw the sun low in the sky. The day was just beginning, how long will it take for her to die.

The cold weather numb her limbs and soon she felt as if her limbs were cut. The heat of welts in her back that rubbed on the stipe, died in the coldness.

The snow was still falling on the town and even the red marks of her blood were erasing under that cold white layer of snow that was recovering everything.

In her pain, the once high priest closed her eyes. She was in high pain, and great distress. An then she saw him nearer than she never had seen him: Thana.

-Thou art mine now. Thou hast cheated on me too long so I had to find a way to call you near me. Thy sacrifice is accepted because I know thou sincerely accepted to suffer and die for me and for thy friend. I’ll provide a short winter for them.
-Thana, take me with thee !

Ubuka opened her eyes. She was still on her cross. She used her last force to stand on her nailed ankles.
-I am near to join Thana, I wish you a merry Christmas, I wish you a happy new year!
-Do not be afraid by the sacrifice Thana asks you. Walk willingly to your death It will be usefull for all.

She felled one last time. Her clitoris burnt. The novice was licking her. Her lungs burnt also as she was unable to breathe. The novice stimulation and the lack of air provided her the most stunning orgasm she never had.

Sheena, the novice felt the high priest was not moving, and then she tasted something ugly in her mouth: the high priest had lost her bladder control, she was diing.

Several months later.
-Sheena called Rebda!
The young priest came to the high priest that was recovering from his communication with Thana.
-Sheena, Thana asks for a sacrifice, I want you to verify the cards deck is right.
The priest remembered when the Ubuka died as she was licking her. She was still a novice at that time, but became a priest a few days later as she was the one who was able to send Rebda to speak with Thana.

She ran to the inner temple. She took the cards and look at them.
She was surprised all the sacrifice way were impaling cards. A chill passed along her back. She looked at the priest people cards. There was only Rebda and her own cards. She began to run to tell Rebda what she found. Then she changed her mind. She removed some cards from the Deck, and ran to her room.

She was in fear and excited at the same time. In a few hours she will know. She looked again at the cards she had stolen from the inner temple. All Rebda cards.

She hoped the high priest would pardon her but she really need to know how is it to be sacrificed.