Crucifixion de Aila

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The Crucifixion of Aila

Captain Mathias squinted into the desert glare as he threw back the curtain covering the shade

canopy. Nearby, the horses of his men were tethered under their own canopy, somnolently drowsing

in the heat and guzzling gallons of water from the portable troughs set before them. Good thing he

had thought to bring along an entire supply wagon loaded with water, Mathias thought. his cursed

desert sucks the liquid out of a man faster than a whore could suck him dry. !ehind him, he heard

the low mutter of his platoon as they tried to find comfort in the blast furnace that was the

"angorean #esert.

$t least they%ve got the shade, Mathias thought. Not everybody here today was that lucky. &e

glanced over to the spot, twenty yards away, where a tall cross stood alone in the desert, its

occupant a nude young woman, head hanging low, face hidden by a mane of what was now lankand scraggly hair, her nubile young body stretched to its limits as she hung, nearly senseless, from

the spikes through her wrists. Mathias strode out from under the canopy and walked over to the

cross. 'he was in a bad way, he thought((no shade, dehydrated, and bearing the scars of a morning%s

worth of intermittent torture. $round her head was a tight, woven crown of thorns, which had

plowed bloody furrows in her brow as the !ishop had )ammed it down on her head, under threat

from the *ueen. 'hakily, he had intoned the ritual phrase, with a small added twist+ - crown thee

*ueen of &ell. Mathias, who had been present in the throne room when this had happened, had

admired the young girl%s steadiness and resolve as the crown had bitten deep into her head, and

rivulets of blood had cascaded down her face.

ou sought to take my crown, the queen had icily intoned to the unfortunate naked, bound girlkneeling before the throne. !ut you now have a crown of your own, in keeping with your crime.

Guards/ ake her away and carry out the sentence.


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Mathias and his platoon had brought her out here, stumbling in her bare feet with the crossbeam

bound across her shoulders, and had nailed her to her cross this morning. he cross stood alone

now, baking in the hot sun, bearing its bloody burden. Mathias ran his eyes over the nubile young

body, noting the hours of turture she had endured. !eside the crown and being crucified, she had

also been whipped repeatedly as she struggled vainly0 multiple red welts criss(crossed her torso,

some of them weeping blood. wo sharp leopard fangs had been run through her nipples, in themeaty part of the aeroloa, and twin rivulets of blood ran down her shapely breasts and meandered

down her naked body. Mathias noted how some of the blood had settled in her bellybutton. &e

looked back at the canopy and squinted to see the hourglass sitting on the rude table inside. -t was

half empty. 1hen it ran dry, her torture would begin again.

Mathias was no stranger to crucifi2ions((he had crucified many malcontents in his lifetime. hey

had all been criminals, well aware of the fate that awaited them if they got caught. $nd yet, they had

gone ahead and committed the crimes anyway. Mathias felt no remorse for nailing them to crosses0

it was the punishment they themselves had chosen by committing their myriad crimes.

!ut this one was different. Mathias knew that the young girl hanging on her cross, rib cagestretched out and etched on her torso, muscles stretched out along her arms, was innocent of the

treason she had been accused of. !ut the *ueen had believed otherwise, and sentenced the young

beauty to this fate. 3or the first time, Mathias felt remorse at what he was doing to her, and pride for

how stoically she had borne the punishments inflicted on her quivering and helpless body. &e

picked up the spear with the sponge impaled on it which leaned against the cross, and plunged the

sponge into the tepid water bucket beside it. 1ith the sponge dripping on the spearhead, he held it

up to her dry, cracked lips. 'he made no move to drink, so Mathias pushed it against her mouth. &er

eyes fluttered open, and she opened her mouth and took in the sponge, greedily sucking it dry. hen

she had groaned and pulled herself up on the beam, weight bearing down on her impaled and

bloody feet, sucking in great lungfuls of air. $fter a few moments, she had sagged back down on the

cross and closed her eyes again. &er glistening skin, soaked in sweat, was now a firece red, as the

glaring sun burned down on her unmercifully.

Mathias returned to the tent, where the hourglass was now empty. ime for another session, he

mused ruefully. 'omething seen from the corner of his eyes brought his head around, instantly wary,

the instincts of the trained soldier pulling him to instant attention. $ll around him, the horizon lay

bare and empty, heat waves glimmering in the distance, an occasional small dust devil moving

languidly and listlessly through the dry heat. !ut to the east, from the direction of the city nestled in

the foothills of the "angorean Mountains, a cloud of dust could be seen rising into the still air.

&orses, Mathias thought, and probably wagons, too. 'omeone was coming, but who4 he

possibility of a rescue attempt occured to him, but he doubted it.

5ook alive, men, he said over his shoulder. Company coming. &is men bustled to their feet,

gazing out over the shimmering sands at the dust cloud, already noticeably bigger. 1ho in their

right minds would come out here on a day like this4 Corporal #anko muttered ne2t to him.

- don%t know, Mathias answered, never taking his eyes off the cloud. !ut it%ll be awhile before

they get here. -n the meantime, the hourglass has run out. 1e have time for another short session

before they arrive.

es, sir, #anko had replied, and motioned to the one of the solodiers to proceed. he soldier

grimaced at the prospect of going out into the heat, but he obeyed, taking along the whip which heweilded so well. Mathias heard the whip repeatedly flailing against the nude body, and heard her

groan as she shifted and struggled on her cross. &er cried are getting weaker, he noted. 'he wouldn%t


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last too much longer in this heat. he whip had fallen silent, so Mathias turned to see the soldier

mounting the rough footstool positioned in front of the cross. aking her left breast in his hand, he

fondled it roughly for a second, then positioned a long, sharp rod against it. 1ith a shove, the rod

was pushed through her breast, e2iting on the other side, where it was promptly pushed through her

right breast. More blood trickled from the scarred and skewered orbs. 'he hadn%t made a sound.

-ndeed, she had barely reacted to the agony. he soldier climbed down, wiping her blood off his

hands on her quivering thighs, and returned to the canopy. -t was only the beginning, Mathias knew.1ithin minutes the glaring sun would heat the e2posed ends of the rod to an intolerable

temperature, and the heat, running into the length of the rod now buried in her breasts, would begin

to burn her breasts from the inside.

Mathias returned his gaze to the dust cloud. &e now could see figures at the base of it, shimmering

in the heat waves. 1agons. $nd horses. 'quinting, he could barely make out the colors on the

pennants hanging limply from the lead wagon. &is )aw tightened. -t%s the *ueen, he said, and his

soldiers muttered their astonishment. 1hat%s she doing coming out here4 one asked. o gloat4

Maybe to have mercy on the poor girl4

- don%t know, Mathias replied, but we%ll find out soon enough. -n the meantime, look alive anddon your armour. 1e must receive her in proper order.

Groans ran through the tent as the soldiers reacted to the prospect of standing at attention in their

glittering armour in the baking sun, but they all did as they were told. hey assembled outside of the

canop6y in parade rest formation, and all eyes turned to look at the procession headed their way.

here was no doubt but that it was the queen%s carriage out front, followed by at least one wagon,

and surrounded by the horsemen of the -mperial Guard.

'howtime, Mathias muttered. Now we find out why she%s here.

1ith a squeal of harness and thudding of hoofbeats, the dusty caravan swirled to a stop before

Mathias and his men, standing at attention. he carriage door opened, and out stepped the queen.

'he wore a simple dark blue robe, with a monk%s cowl that hid her face from view. 'triding swiftly

and regally, she approached Mathias and his men, who went down on one knee and removed their

helmets. My queen, Mathias said, as ever, - am your servant.

7ise, Captain Mathias, the queen intoned, in a voice as cold and icy as the clearest mountain

stream. &ow goes the e2ecution4

Mathias and his men rose, with all but Mathias replacing their helmets on their heads. Mathias kept

his tucked under his arm, and replied, -t goes well, my queen. 'he is young, healthy, and strong,and holds up well.

he queen raised her face to Mathias, who towered a good foot above her. $s the cowl fell back, he

gazed into the steeliest ice(blue eyes he had ever seen. his was a woman to be reckoned with.

$nd how much longer will she survive4 she asked.

-t%s hard to say, my queen. $s - said, she is young and healthy, but the desert sun is taking its toll. -

predict she will be dead of sunstroke well before nightfall.

- see. Come with me, Captain. 'he spun on her heels and approached the nude women hanging

limply on her cross. Mathias hurried to catch up. he pair stopped at the fot of the cross, and thequeen carefully surveyed the nude body hanging above her. he girl%s body was criss(crossed with

the welts and lash marks of the severe whippings she had endured with each turn of the hourglass,


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from thighs to breasts. &er crown of thorns held her disheveled hair in place with a mat of dried

blood. &er breasts had had two sharpened leopard fangs shoved through the meaty base of her

nipples, twin rivulets of blood coursing down either breasts and dowwn onto her abdomen.

$dditionally, she had had a long metal rod shoved horizontally through both breasts0 the hot sun

was heating the e2posed ends to an unbearavble degree, and the heat was conducted inside the

breasts, burning them slowly from within. her wrists and feet were soaked in blood from the ugly

spikes that protruded through them. he girl%s breathing was thin and ragged.

Can she speak4, the queen asked. 1ith some water, she will, replied Mathias, and once again

he held the spear with its impaled sponge up to her mouth. 'he raised her head without opening her

eyes, and sucked the sponge dry. he queen waited a few moments, and then said #aughter.

he crucified girl raised her head, eyes opening to a blurry world. he eyes rolled a moment, and

then focused on the pair below her. &er eyes grew wide with astonishment, and she croaked out,

Mother/

3or, indeed, the crucified girl was the queens daughter, her only child. #aughter, the queen said

again. - have news for you.

Mother, the girl cried, twisting on her cross. Mother, -%m innocent. ake me down. 8lease,

mother, - would never betray you. ake me down. 'he started crying((for the first time today,

Mathias noted((and began struggling, trying to pull herself free from the cross. he queen waited

for her to quiet down, which, e2hausted, she soon did. es, daughter, - know you are innocent.

'he turned and gestured to the supply wagon that had accompoanied her out here, and two

solodiers leaped forward, reaching for something inside. hey pulled a litter out of the back, on

which was a cloth(covered figure. hey carried the litter to the foot of the cross, and one of them

pulled the cloth aside. Mathias% eyes narrowed as he beheld the burned human corpse laying there.

&e looked at the crucified princess, and her eyes were filled with horror and wonder. 1ho((who is

it, mother4 she asked through trembling lips.

-t was my Grand 9izier((he who produced proof of your treason. - trusted him. - shall never trust

another man again. 'he tur:ned to the crucified girl. 1hen you were led away, he smirked at you.

-t caught my attention, and - had him arrested and tortured. &e confessed to his crime and betrayed

his accomplices. - had him burned at the stake, and we are now rounding up his accomplices for

further punishment. 'he )erked her head to the side, and the soldiers picked up the charred body

and carried it a little way out into the desert, where it was unceremoniously dumped out. !efore the

soldiers had even returned with the litter, a horde of the circling vultures descended on the

blackened body and began devouring it.

hen((then you know - am onnocent./ $gain the 8rincess $ila began struggling on her cross.

ake me down, mother/ ake me down/ our physicians can heal my wounds/ 'he was crying

and sobbing, struggling futiley to pull her wrists free from the spikes.

our wounds, the queen mused, es, my physicians tell me they can heal the wounds to your

body. hey cannot, however, heal the wound to your heart. $nd that presents difficulties.

Mother, the girl whispered incredulously, what do you mean4 1hat are you talking about4 ake

me down/

he queen made no move to do so, and an incredulous Mathias stared at her. he queen ignoredhim, coninuing to gaze at her crucified daughter((nailed to the cross on her orders.


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$s long as you are alive, no matter how well you will heal, you will always carry the wound -

placed in your heart by ordering you crucified. $nd there are others who will use that wound to

attack me. - cannot permit this to happen. My throne is everything to me, and - cannot afford to let

anyone get to me through you and your emotions. - cannot be seen as weak or indecisive. - have

ordered you crucified, and on the cross you will remain. urning to Mathias, she said Continue

with the e2ecution. he she turned on her heel and waslked back to the tent, where she gazed down

at the pelvic spikie laying on the table.

;nce again, she turned to Mathias as he caught up with her. - am not entirely without mercy,

captain. 1hen - leave, apply the spike. -t will end her suffering sooner.

hat it would, Mathias knew. he shock and blood loss would kill the princess within the hour.

he queen entered her carriage without a single backward look, and the caravan roused itself and

began lurching back to the city.

Mathias looked at his men. hey returned the look he was sure he was giving them((incredulity,

astonishment, and horror. &e picked up the spike and a hammer, turned, and went back to the cross,where he kneeled before the crucified girl. 'he was gazing at the retreating caravan, whispering,

Mother...mother...mother....

My princess, said, and stood up before her. 8lease forgive me for what - am about to do.

her eyes focused on him, and for a moment he saw the same icy, gleaming eyes that her mother

had. he princess siad, - forgive you, captain. ou must carry out your orders. o do otherwise

would be to place yourself at risk, and -%ll have no man suffer on my behalf. 'he gritted her teeth

and pulled her sweating body up on the cross. #o what you must.

Math)ias reached out and pulled back the labia on her vulva. Carefully, he slid the spike into her

vagina, as she groaned and trembled, attempting to hold herself up. 1hen she squealed in pain, he

knew that he had pushed it in as far as it would go. Gritting his teeth, he forced the spike into a

horizontal position, as she groaned and shuddered on the cross.

3orgive me, my princess, he whispered, and, raising the hammer, struck the first blow that would

hammer the spike through her body and into the wood behind.

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