She tried to remain calm, but her heart was thumping as they threw her down the four steps that led down from the dungeon gate. The judge had to call for order. I was turned and thrown on the bed, on my back. The sheriff saw a spasm pass through her, heard a low moan of terror. There was no rebuke this time, merely degradation. Katerina was dropped to her knees, and the beam was unfastened.
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I'm mature, fun, intelligent, open minded, educated and have a good sense of humor. He flopped back on his bed, and hoped whoever it was would go away, but the rap came again, more insistent this time. He let her lie for a couple of minutes, then ordered the soldiers to unfasten her. He unfastened the drawstring, and, aware that she was staring at him, slowly, theatrically, withdrew the final implement in her humiliation: I felt filthy, dirty and exposed as I began my climb above the crowd to the platform. And she just hung, lifting herself every now and again, moaning occasionally, her eyes set in the distance as though trying to block out everything around her.
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Clearly shaking, she stood alongside him, clutching her wrists in front of her, rubbing at the red marks where the irons had chafed. Her writhing had become both more desperate and weaker, almost eight hours on the cross having finally sapped her strength. The executioner cleaned his whip, and put it away. The centurion nodded, and his soldiers seized her, laughing and taunting as they pulled her arms back, forcing her chest out. A gilded wreath of leaves was also part of the insignia worn by Rome's vassal kings. He hated the Romans with a vengeance and would have revelled in seeing one so tortured, but she could stand it no longer.
It is a reminder that Jesus sacrificed his life for mankind. At the same time, I orgasmed inside my pants, spurting my own body fluid in to my underpants. He would leave her to hang for another week before burning the cross and her body, a reminder of how the town dealt with criminals. Her ebony hair was awry, and yet the contrast with the pale skin of her naked shoulder was maddeningly alluring. This, the sheriff knew, was what Caius had wanted. Never before in her 21 years, not even when her mother had died, had she seen him so distressed.