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[OldGreyGeek]

[assistantann] Extreme Fantasies 17

“Yes, she looks stunning but let’s get her raised up so we can really enjoy seeing her dance.” One of the bigger men said. The men each took hold of the cross and began to raise me up. Slowly, inch by agonizing inch I left the ground

“Don’t drop me guys,” I tried to joke, but really couldn't due to my increasing discomfort.

I felt my weight transfer from laying on the ground to my arms and the nails in my hands shot waves of pain as my body started to hang from them. I felt my bare back slide down on the splintery wood. I let out a groan as I realized how much discomfort I was about to experience for their entertainment and started to second guess my decision.

“Ok lift a little higher,” one of the men ordered, “almost there”. Up higher I went my body fully displayed as they placed the bottom of the cross into a hole that had been reinforced by cement just for this purpose.

“She looks absolutely wonderful,” one of the men commented as he looked up at my helpless body.

 

[tanuno]

Ohhhhh!!!!!!!!
I fell asleep!
You found the continuation!

 

[OldGreyGeek]

Ohhhhh!!!!!!!!
I fell asleep!
You found the continuation!

Yeah, this AnntheAssistant/AssistantAnn is weird and I like it.
Not so enamored with the AI. Don't know why it chose railroad spikes.

 

[OldGreyGeek]

[assistantann] Extreme Fantasies 18

I saw the men step back to, their eyes running up and down my body, to admire their handiwork, my body stretched and exposed for their enjoyment

My shoulders were starting to feel the strain as every muscle twitched under the constant pull of my own weight with a deep throbbing ache.

I soon realized that breathing wasn’t easy either while being displayed like this. I started to hope that they would just take a few pictures then let me down. One of the men stepped forward and in a low gruff voice asked, “Are you comfortable up there crux slut.”

I spat out “No I am in pain, are you planning to let me down soon?”

My hopes were dashed when he answered, “Of course not we plan to leave you up there at least all night.”

I looked over at Mark; he just shook his head, obviously planning to hold me to what I said in the car

 

[OldGreyGeek]

[assistantann] Ann Tries Modeling 7
“I know how to get her to struggle,” Mark said, “Rob, let me get a shot of you pulling the lever,”

“Really, I ah don’t know if I want to be in the picture,” Rob hesitated.

“Don’t worry I can just get your arms in the shot if you prefer,” Mark said. Rob walked over, reached out and pulled the lever. The saw roared to life, the blade moving faster and faster.

 

[OldGreyGeek]

[assistantann] Ann Tries Modeling 8
Ann screamed, “You said this thing didn’t work, what the hell is this!” She pulled on the ropes trying to get free.

“Oh yes, perfect, keep struggling just like that,” Mark coached as he took more pictures. “As lovely as Ann looks, my customers will want to see a bit more of her. Rob, take these scissors and cut her bra off. Don’t worry she signed the waiver for nudity.”

 

[OldGreyGeek]

[assistantann] Ann Tries Modeling 9
“No wait, turn the saw off please, I’ll do topless if you turn the saw off!” Ann protested, A couple of snips of the scissors and Ann’s breasts were exposed. Mark and Rob seemed to enjoy how they jiggled as Ann struggled with the ropes. “Ok you have your pictures, let me go you bastard!” Ann continued to complain.

 

[OldGreyGeek]

[assistantann] Ann Tries Modeling 10
Mark approached the bound up Ann with the scissors in his hand. Two snips and her thong was removed revealing her freshly shaved pussy. “You aaahh!” was as far as she got before the thong was stuffed into her mouth. “Mmmpphhhhhppph!” the protest continued.

 

[OldGreyGeek]

[assistantann] Ann Tries Modeling 11 & 12 (same text on both images)
Ann struggled and tried to get free of the ropes but they had been tied tight. “Good, Ann, keep struggling, that is what they like to see,” Mark coached as the saw cut through the log up between Ann’s knees. Rob’s eyes were fixed on Ann’s struggling body clad only in the thigh high stockings and garter belt.

 

[OldGreyGeek]

[assistantann] Ann Tries Modeling 13
The blade cutting the log between Ann’s thighs now and getting very close to her helpless body. Ann could feel the blade closer and closer to her exposed pussy. She tried to brace for the pain she knew was coming. The blade nearly touching her, it’s teeth about to bite into her flesh. She sucked in a deep breath and braced herself.

 

[OldGreyGeek]

[assistantann] Ann Tries Modeling 14
Then it went quiet.

“That was a great shot!” Mark said as the saw stopped. “You were great Ann that looked very real,” Mark said as he pulled Ann’s wet panties out of her mouth.

“You asshole! I thought you were going to cut me in half for real!” Ann yelled as they cut her free from the ropes and helped her off the log.

“That is what made the series so great,” Mark said, “If you are interested in making a lot more money I am sure my fans would love to see more of you,”

 

[OldGreyGeek]

[assistantann] Extreme Fantasies 19

My heart pounded as one of the men drew a long shiny blade into my view. The light caught the blade just right and a shot of fear raced through me. I prayed he wasn't going to use the sharp blade to stab me, then his voice cut the tension..."she is pretty up there, but way overdressed"

“What do you mean overdressed?” I managed to say between breaths, “I am barely covered by a tiny G-string.”

“I know,” he smiled, “you are wearing too much.” He smiled slyly as. I was paralyzed as he moved closer holding the blade deliberately for me to see. He slid the cold steel against the soft skin of my inner thigh. I felt the blade slide up my hip under the string of my G-string. With a quick flick of the wrist and the thin piece of fabric shredded.

He traced the blade across my stomach to my other hip and held it there just long enough to send shivers through my entire body. Then with another quick flip that string was gone too. The tiny triangle that was the only covering I had over my shaved and already wet pussy gave way, leaving me fully exposed.

A few quick tugs on the strips of cloth and the scraps of fabric pulled away from my most sensitive area. His eyes got dark as he held them up for everyone saying "her panties are soaked" as he held them up to his nose taking a deep sniff then placing them in his pocket.

I blushed at having my excitement from my predicament made known to them.

 

[tanuno]

[assistantann] Extreme Fantasies 20

My naked body was completely on display with my hands and feet painfully nailed in place I was unable to cover myself in any way. I could feel the cool air on my bare skin making my nipple hard as I hung from the cross. My legs were feeling tired and hurt from pushing myself up so I could breathe easier.

The men were watching me as I moved up and down to breathe and try to ease the discomfort of my predicament. I felt their stares like hot hands sliding over me. Faces tight with lust and something darker, something that drank in my struggling. One of them laughed low and mean...."look at her, she's really starting to suffer now.". Those words sank into me like another nail. I was both excited and scared me knowing I was the subject of their pleasure and enjoyment. I didn’t know how long they were going to leave me up there or even if they were going to let me down at all.

After a while they brought out a barbeque grill and started cooking steaks. I could smell the meat cooking and realized I was getting hungry as well.

 

[tanuno]

[assistantann] Fantasías extremas 21

La luz comenzaba a menguar cuando los hombres se sentaron a comer su filete con verduras a la parrilla. El aroma embarraba el aire, mi estómago vacío se retorcía de hambre, pero nadie me ofreció ni un bocado.

Cada músculo de mi cuerpo palpitaba de agotamiento. Intenté cambiar mi peso, primero hacia adelante, luego hacia atrás, buscando desesperadamente una posición que aliviara el dolor implacable. Las uñas apenas me permitían moverme un centímetro. El dolor me recorría las manos y los pies con cada movimiento. Estaba atrapada.

Entonces noté algo que me heló la sangre. Los hombres no solo comían. Me observaban. Sus ojos seguían mis más mínimos movimientos, y sus conversaciones se interrumpían ocasionalmente con risas discretas. Cada vez que me movía por el dolor de las uñas, alguien se detenía con el tenedor a medio camino de la boca, observándome como si esperara que algo sucediera. Un dolor agudo me hizo soltar un leve gemido, lo que provocó una reacción inesperada.

“La zorra está bailando de verdad para nosotros ahora”, dijo uno de ellos con regocijo sádico.

“¡Esto es mucho mejor que la stripper que contratamos el año pasado!”, exclamó otra, “y esa zorra estaba buenísima”.

“No era ni de lejos tan guapa ni sexy como la zorra de películas snuff que tenemos este año. Mira cómo se mueve. Esto es mucho mejor que cualquier bailarina de barra.” Otro añadió.

Me sentí humillada y utilizada. Sufría un dolor insoportable, y esos hombres disfrutaban con ello. Al mismo tiempo, no pude evitar sentir cierta excitación sexual al saber que disfrutaban de mi cuerpo.