Chapter 8 - Crucifixion
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"Throw some water on him, the whore's back," Marcus Tellius shouted as Quintus
and Candace arrived. Jesus had been taken down from the whipping post and was
lying on the ground covered in blood. A Legionnaire splashed a full bucket of
water over Jesus. He did the same with a second bucket. Jesus' body shook as the
icy water landed on the open cuts that covered his body. He sputtered and spit
as the pain caused him to writhe in agony.
"Quintus Maximus reporting with the whore, Candace, as ordered, Sir" said
Quintus.
"Did she fuck the two thieves?" asked Marcus.
"Yes sir, and their jailers. "
"Impressive, what did you think of your visit to our dungeon?"
"Interesting men, especially the one with the hump back, Sir"
"Lucius, yes he is one of a kind, I imagine he would love to entertain you for
a while, you wouldn't be so pretty when he was done with you. And he may get his
chance if you fail me with this Jesus. In spite of the fact that they are
Pharisees, Members of the Sanhedrin and high priests of the Temple of David,
they are very anxious to see you defile the Son of God. I hope you didn't wear
that little pussy of your out, down in our dungeon?"
"No, Sir, my pussy is always eager for another fuck, Sir," said Candace.
"I bet it is. Quintus has been telling me you live for cock. Before this is
over, I may test your endurance. But to the matter at hand, whore fucking is not
exactly godly behavior, although I understand Jesus did occasionally dally with
a fat little twat named Mary Magdalene. You know of her?"
"Yes, she worked in our brothel before she became a follower of Jesus. She was
a good whore. Her customers all ways felt they got their money's worth, Sir."
"I've seen her, a little too fat for my taste. Your esteemed religious leaders
agree with me that a good public fucking by a prostitute was just what was
needed to convince the populace that Jesus was not quite the holy man he wanted
everyone to believe. Not really surprising is that they and their wives are
quite enthusiastic about watching you work. Priests, no one has a stiffer dick
than a priest nor a hungrier cunt than a priest's wife."
"I can make him cum, if he's not dead," said Candace.
"Good, He's pretty damaged. You've got your work cut out. I want you to get
him hard with your mouth and fuck him till he drops a load of holy jism into
that well used cunt of yours. Be conscious of the crowd, show them his hard-on,
they want to see what's happening."
"Yes, Sir," replied Candace eager to get started on Jesus.
Candace walked over to the prostrate Jesus. There were maybe thirty or forty
Pharisees with their wives standing only a few feet away. They crowded in closer
as Candace dropped her shift and stood naked in the center of the courtyard.
There were shouts of approval from the ranks of the Cohort standing in formation
nearby.
"That the whore, Quintus brought. He fucks her at the brothel every chance he
gets."
"Look at those tits and ass. Quintus always could pick then."
"Stand fast," barked the Tribune. The soldiers immediately quieted down.
"She's quite beautiful, too beautiful for that scum," said one of the women in
the crowd of Pharisees.
"She works in the brothel near Damascus Gate," said a man in the crowd.
"And how would you know?" demanded a laughing female voice. This was followed
by more laughter.
Jesus was lying on his side moaning. Candace saw that his back was flayed from
the top of his shoulder all the way to his buttocks. You could see muscle where
the whip had removed the skin from the center of his back. The sight of the
bloody exposed flesh aroused her. Candace grabbed Jesus' ankles and pulled them
apart, kneeling down between his legs. That forced Jesus to roll onto his back
causing him to moan in pain as the ripped flesh came in contact with the rough
stone floor of the courtyard.
"Just be still and relax. I'll do all the work," said Candace, "Your father
has sent me as a reward for your sacrifice."
Candace reached forward and took Jesus' cock in her hand. It was long and
thick with smooth sides. Candace noted that it was neatly circumcised. Candace
leaned forward and licked the tip of his cock as she slowly stroked it.
"A blowjob worthy of the Messiah," whispered one of the priests.
Candace's tongue licked gracefully clockwise and then counterclockwise around
the head of the cock. Her fingers played with his balls as she licked his cock
head. She ran her hands up and down his thighs allowing them to rest on his
balls. One hand lifted his balls while the other teased the area below his
scrotum.
"An artist at work, she knows her craft," said a male voice in the crowd.
"Can you imagine doing that in front of all these people, she must have no
sense of shame," said another female voice.
"She's a whore, what do you expect," answered a male voice.
"But she is a Jew and should at least practice her trade inside the brothel,"
argued back the woman.
"Quiet, you women watch and learn, next time you ask yourself why your
husbands visit the whorehouse, you'll know the answer," said a male voice. This
was followed by more laughter.
Candace had wondered whether she could arouse Jesus given his condition but
the twitching of his cock in her hand told her it was going to happen. His cock
was getting firmer. Candace took Jesus' balls in her hand and gave them a gentle
massage. He moaned softly.
"Son of God or not, he likes his nuts played with," said someone in the crowd.
"Who the hell doesn't? She can do me as soon as she finishes with him," asked
another.
Candace leaned forward and gave the cock tip slow licks as she stroked her
hand up and down while working his balls. Candace wet her finger and slowly
traced it across his brown hole. That caused Jesus' cock to jerk to the left.
Candace now took the head in her mouth and covered it in warm drool as she
sucked it into her mouth. After a moment of sucking the head, Candace pushed
further down and took more of the cock in her mouth.
"No one can ignore a Hebrew whore when she had your cock in her mouth and her
finger up your ass," said someone in the crowd.
"Now, that could really raise the dead. Jesus isn't the only one who can
perform miracles."
She tightened her lips around the circumference as she moved her head up and
down. It was getting longer and harder as she sucked. Finally, she moved
downward until the head was just in the opening of her throat. As she breathed
through her nose, she pushed the cock past the opening and into her esophagus.
"Did you see that? His cock is in her throat. I can see it moving up and down
inside her gullet," said a female voice, "I didn't think such a thing was
possible."
"They say the Romans taught the Hebrew prostitutes to do that, The Romans
learned it from the Persians, said another.
"The Persians leaned it from Moses, the Lawgiver," said another voice.
"How does she breathe?" asked a female.
"Through her nose, Look, he's hard as a rock, that whore could truly get a
dead man hard," said someone.
Candace fucked her throat with Jesus' cock for several moments then took it
from her mouth and showed the crowd that Jesus was erect and firm. There was a
loud murmur of approval. Candace examined the cock as she licked it. She saw it
was very large, maybe not the largest she had ever seen but definitely one of
the largest.
"Maybe that's why he's called King of the Jews," said someone. Every one
laughed.
"If the women of Judea knew how big it was, he would have had more followers,"
said another female. There was more laughter.
"Maybe one our wives would like to join the whore and take a ride on that,"
suggested someone.
The largest Candace had ever seen was that of the Nubian slave who lived in
the basement of the brothel. He was kept for customers who preferred men.
Candace had once watched him fuck a fat merchant in the ass. The merchant had
screamed and cried as the Nubian penetrated him over and over again. Later the
merchant had tried to buy the Nubian from the brothel owner.
Candace recalled how it felt for the Nubian to be inside her. Once when
business was slow, the prostitutes had brought the Nubian upstairs and let him
fuck them. Several of the whores could barely walk the next day.
Candace squatted over Jesus' cock, held it firmly in one hand and slowly
guided it into her vagina. She lowered herself until her clit touched his groin.
Candace contracted those special muscles in her female parts causing Jesus to
moan.
"Hear that, the King of the Jews just discovered his cock was in a tight
pussy," whispered someone in the crowd.
Jesus opened his eyes and moaned again. He looked at Candace trying to
recognize her and understand what was happening. He moaned louder and closed his
eyes.
"He's pretending he doesn't know what's going on. I've seen him with that fat
little prostitute named Mary Magdalene, he knows what the inside of a pussy
feels like," said a man at the front of the crowd.
"And an asshole too, the Magdalene, is known for her love of sodomy," said
another.
Candace got her feet under her and started a pattern of rising up then
lowering herself while contracting her vagina on the descent. Jesus started
moaning in response to the pattern. Candace increased the pace as Jesus
responded. She leaned forward and lightly pinched his nipples causing him to
moan. Candace herself was becoming more aroused. She focused on her cunt as
Jesus' cock slid inside. It's length penetrated deep within her body.
"She's good. I may find my way to Damascus Gate," said one of the Pharisees.
Candace watched as Jesus slowly raised one arm and touched her breast. She
took his hand in her and squeezed her nipple with his fingers. Jesus was
breathing faster and faster in rhythm with Candace's pulsating motion.
"That's what I call fucking," said someone in the crowd. Someone in the crowd
started chanting, "fuck him" over and over again. The rest of the crowd joined
in synchronizing the chant with Candace's stroke.
Candace's body became a blur as she sensed that Jesus' climax was near.
Finally, Jesus convulsed his body and screamed "Our Father in Heaven," as his
sperm washed onto the walls of Candace's pussy. Candace unleashed her own climax
and cried out a loud grunt of pleasure that echoed off the four corner towers of
Fortress Antonia.
The crowd applauded. Candace took a moment to recover before she stood up,
letting Jesus' softening cock fall slowly out of her cunt. His cock was wet with
cum and her juices. Candace leaned down and licked the cum off Jesus' softening
cock. She stood up, reached down between her legs and stuck her fingers in her
pussy. Her fingers emerged covered in Jesus' sperm. She held it up for the crowd
to see. There was a loud roar of approval as she licked the sperm off her
fingers
"If he knocked her up, it would be God's grandson," said a richly dressed man
at the front of the crowd.
Quintus walked up to Candace handing her a cup of wine. He had a smile on his
face.
"Half the cohort owes me their next pay. No one thought you could do it, never
bet against the pussy of a Jew whore, especially if her name is Candace," said
Quintus as they walked over to join the Tribune.
"Well done, Candace, you've earned your place at the crucifixion, you've
fucked all three of the men we are going to crucify, somehow that seems right,"
said Marcus Tellius.
The Tribune barked orders and within seconds, the Cohort formed itself for the
march down the Via Delorossa. There were several ranks of legionnaires in front.
Jesus and the two thieves were next. Each had to carry the cross beam that would
be attached to the top of the upright. Next in the formation were the Tribune,
Candace, and Quintus. The rest of the Cohort formed the rear guard. Once the
formation emerged from the fortress crowds of Jesus' followers and enemies met
them. Most watched quietly from the sidelines as they passed. There had been
other crucifixions in Jerusalem since the arrival of the Romans. It was a
fearful and terrible thing, much worse than execution by stoning, the method
used by the Judeans.
Jesus' disciples and family followed along behind the rear guard of the
soldiers. The Pharisees and their wives elected to stay in the fortress and not
face the crowds. Fear of the Romans kept the bystanders orderly. The people of
Jerusalem had seen what the Romans could do when they were confronted. No one
wanted to wind up with a Roman spear or short sword in his or her guts. The
procession squeezed through the crowded streets slowed by the weakened prisoners
having to carry the 80 pound cross beams.
When they reached the place called Golgotha on Calvary Mount, Candace saw the
three large poles sticking straight up from the ground. It was a nasty wind
blown place overlooking an old rock quarry. If someone didn't claim the body of
the executed, it was thrown down in the quarry for the buzzards or the wild
dogs.
The Romans went about the crucifixion in their usual workmanlike fashion. They
had brought ladders that allowed then to quickly connect the cross beams to the
vertical uprights. There were pre-made holes for the bolts.
The fat thief went up first. He must have known how unpleasant death by
crucifixion was because he was crying and begging the Legionnaires to kill him
first. The soldiers ignored him and lifted him right up onto the cross.
"Now why would we do that," responded one of the Legionnaires, "You're being
alive when we nail you to the cross is the whole point of the crucifixion. The
crowd would feel cheated if they didn't get to hear you scream."
Legionnaires on ladders behind the cross beam held the thief's arms out and
tied his wrists to the cross member. Once he was secure, two soldiers on a lower
ladder took his feet and secured then to a small wedge shaped pedestal that
angled out from the bottom of the upright. It gave some support but the angle
was too great to stand on.
Candace stepped closer so she could see. The fat thief was terrified. He kept
pleading with the soldiers to kill him with a sword before they crucified him.
Candace looked up at the man as he begged the soldiers for a more merciful
death. His arms were outstretched and he was trying to get his feet out of the
ropes around his ankles. Someone handed the soldier on the short ladder at his
feet an iron mallet and a spike. Another soldier gripped the foot to keep it
from moving. The soldier positioned the spike at the top of the foot right where
it joined the bottom of the leg and struck the head of the spike a hard blow.
The thief screamed with everything he had in him. It took four strikes of the
mallet to drive the iron spike through the thief's anklebone. Each blow of the
mallet was accompanied by a scream so loud you would think it beyond the
capacity of the fat little thief. Then they hammered a spike into the other
ankle. Next, a soldier climbed up on a tall ladder leaning against the cross
beam and hammered a spike through the wrist bone of the soldier. The other wrist
was similarly nailed then the ropes removed and the fat thief was left fastened
to the cross by four large spikes. He was cursing, screaming, begging the Romans
to kill him.
Candace had reached down between her legs and began to massage her clitoris as
the spikes were hammered into the flesh and bones of the fat thief. She
remembered him plunging his cock in her ass less than an hour ago. His agonized
screams aroused her. Each strike of the steel mallet on the flattened top of the
spike recalled his fat cock plunging into her asshole.
"I've heard there are women who become aroused when they watch a crucifixion.
In Rome at the Circus Maximus, the wives of Senators masturbate while the
gladiators fight. But you are the first Jewess I've ever seen playing with
herself while her countryman go up on the cross," said Quintus.
The second thief was larger and tried to resist but the Romans knew what they
were doing. A non-commissioned officer cracked the thief across the head
momentarily stunning him so they could get him properly bound to the cross with
ropes. Candace sat down on a nearby large rock, pulled her skirt up and began to
slowly stroke herself as each spike was pounded through the second thief's body.
Candace looked at the two naked bodies hanging from the cross. Their cocks were
hanging out semi-hard. If they hadn't been so far off the ground, Candace would
have liked to suck them.
When they lifted Jesus up on the cross, Candace put her hand inside her shift
and twisted a nipple. She was only a few feet away as they readied him for the
crucifixion. He didn't resist and it went quickly. Candace masturbated as her
eyes focused on the point of the spike as the soldier positioned it in Jesus'
ankle. When the first blow was struck and blood spurted over the soldier's hand,
she climaxed. Candace climaxed again on the second blow and kept climaxing as
each blow was struck. When all four spikes were driven through bone and into the
wood, Candace fell back onto the boulder breathing heavily.
"Here, drink this, now I know why you wanted to be here," said Quintus handing
her a cup of wine. Candace lifted the cup to her lips and drank.
"You're going to need that. The Tribune has decided to give you to the
legionnaires who have to stay here and guard the site until these three die.
That's half of the First Cohort. Think you can handle eighty hard Roman dicks,
ten at a time?" asked Quintus.
"Why not? Tell them not to be gentle. Tell them I want them to fuck me to
death," said Candace?
"You may get your wish. I've seen a woman fucked to death by fewer that half a
Cohort. Also, they're pretty worked up about you after they saw you fuck the
Nazarene. They're going to be hard and ready. I have to leave with the Tribune.
I'll drop by this week to collect what you owe me, if you're still alive," said
Quintus turning to leave.
After Quintus and the Tribune had left with half the cohort, Candace found
herself surrounded by ten legionnaires. Someone bought several jugs of wine from
a nearby tavern and sat them on the rocks. One of the soldiers pulled Candace to
her feet and ripped her shift off. They threw their cloaks down on the ground
and pushed Candace to her knees on the pile of coarse wool. Candace found
herself surrounded by soldiers with their cocks out. She grabbed one cock in
each hand and took another in her mouth. That lasted only a moment before she
was pushed on her back. A legionnaire crawled between her legs and pushed his
cock into her cunt.
Candace locked her legs around his rib cage and pulled, drawing his cock deep
inside her.
"Fuck me like you did your Jesus, you Jew slut," said the soldier as he bit
into Candace's breast.
"Give me everything you got, Roman whore fucker, fuck me to death if you're
man enough," yelled Candace as she grabbed the soldier naked buttocks and pulled
them apart."
It was ten quick Roman fucks followed by another ten and then another ten
after that. As soon as one released warm Roman cum in her soaking wet cunt, he
was pulled off and replaced. Candace kept wrapping her legs around each one.
Candace drank wine from a jug as she screwed each soldier. After a while, she
was drunk and lost track of what was happening.
"Fuck me, you Roman scum, fuck me," was something she recalled screaming as
they mounted her time after time.
"At one point, they declared her pussy and asshole too full of cum. A soldier
wrapped the blunt end of his spear in a dirty rag and inserted it in Candace's
vagina. He gave it a hard shove and Candace screamed when the end reached the
deepest point possible.
"Listen to the bitch scream when we swab out her nasty cunt," said a
Legionnaire.
"Go a little deeper, her screams make me hard," said another.
The Legionnaire slammed the blunt end of the spear into Candace's cervix and
then used his fingers to rotate the spear casing the rag to swab the sperm out
of her.
The pain was excruciating as the spear slammed into her cunt. The coarse cloth
felt like it was ripping out her insides as it spun around inside her body.
Candace screamed in pain.
"I don't think she's enjoying herself any longer. Let's clean out her other
hole then fuck her some more."
They turned her over on all fours and slid the rag-covered spear into her
rectum. Candace grimaced and groaned as the spear went deeper inside her bowels
than any male cock had ever been. Candace passed out for a while. When she came
to, a soldier had mounted her and the fucking started again.
She recalled being turned over and fucked in the ass then over again for a
fuck in the cunt. She lost count of the number of cocks who penetrated her. As
the soldiers got drunker it got rougher. Between fucks, they would force her
mouth open and pour wine down her throat.
"She's so fucking drunk she doesn't know what's happening anymore. I know a
way to bring her around," said a Legionnaire as he climbed between her legs and
slipped his cock in her raw and bleeding pussy. He began slapping her face hard
as he fucked her. They were hard stinging slaps that violently forced her head
to one side. Candace sobbed in pain.
Toward the end she was slapped hard several times in the breasts and punched
in the stomach twice. Once when she was on all fours, she was kicked viciously
in the ribs. Another drunken legionnaire placed a foot on her chest, leaned down
and grabbed her breasts and attempted to rip her nipples off. He had strong hard
fingers and he trapped the nipples between his thumb and first fingers and
pulled with all his strength.
Candace screamed then kicked out to land a foot in his groin. He shrieked in
pain and fell. Then he rolled away grabbing his crotch and cursing at Candace.
Hours passed and the fucking went on and on. Candace drank more wine until she
passed out. She awoke when a warn liquid landed on her face. She opened her eyes
then immediately closed them. She was surrounded by drunken legionnaires pissing
on her.
"Open your mouth and swallow, whore," yelled one.
When she didn't respond quickly enough, someone slammed a fist into her
midsection doubling her up in pain.
"I said open your mouth and swallow or we'll cut your tits off," said the same
voice.
Candace heard the sound of a short sword being unsheathed so she opened her
mouth. Immediately several warm streams of piss landed on her face and mouth.
She swallowed mouthful after mouthful of warm piss until she passed out.
Candace woke up when she felt the rain start to pelt down and a large clap of
thunder sounded. It was dark. She looked up at the three crosses but she could
see little in the gloom. Jesus and the two thieves had been dead for hours. She
remembered someone saying they were dead while she was being screwed by the
legionnaires. She tried to get up but a wave of nausea swept over her and she
vomited up a mixture of wine and piss. She held her abdomen and rolled on the
ground puking her guts out then rolling in vomit. Finally, she fell back and
passed out again.
