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The Via Crucis of
Camille - Crux 1 - Page 6
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As I lowered Camille I knew I made a mistake, there was
no need to lower her, all I wanted to do was just to turn
her around to face me.
She thought she was being lowered so she simply did not
move. I had to struggle to get her back up on her feet to
hang her again, this time her back against the post.
She did not react, she was not even following my lead.
She was truly my victim and all the effort had to be mine,
since the suffering was all hers.
I pulled her up again. |
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Leticia was turned around and
strang up again, this time facing her torturers and the growing
crowd, she could no longer see her hanging servant, who now
was behind her.
She felt the rope close in around
her wrists as she was pulled up, her feet left the ground
and she was hanging, struggling to find some footing again.
The soldiers left her to hang
for a moment, she could see the crowd, some were curious,
unaware of who she was, others were eager to see what was
going to happen while some were staring in horror at the
servant hanging near.
Perhaps some of them were there
before, when the servant was dragged to the hill by the
horse.
When the horse stopped she was
released and made to face the sky. One soldier kicked her
legs open while another soldier pulled her by the arms until
they reached a post standing erect. |
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Camille was not helpful at all, I had to struggle with one
hand for a long time, trying to secure her while she put all
her weight on it. She had her eyes closed, she was breathing
slowly, calmly, almost melodiously. I moved around her to
fix her wrist in place, we came in very close contact, our
faces almost touching, my lips near hers, she could smell
me since I had my underarm against her nose.
We did not kiss, but our lips got as close as a kiss, I
could feel her wetness on my tongue, I could feel her warm
skin getting warmer. She was practically naked in front
of me and all I had to do, if I wanted, was to open her
legs and she would be mine.
I knew that if I entered her at that moment I would slip
right in, she was wet enough, I could sense it, I could
smell it.
But I had a job to do. |
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Leticia was hanging from the post,
feeling the heat of the sun on her naked skin and her burning
lips. She thought of her servant who had been hanging from
her cross for days, burning under the sun, freezing in the
night, with no end in sight... not before she herself, Leticia,
died.
The servant tried to move while
she was being prepared for her crucifixion. She moved her
body to the side and with the help of her arms she managed
to move a few inches.
The soldiers preparing the execution
noticed her movements. "So... she wants to go for a
walk hey?" they mocked her.
"Ok... let's go for a walk
then, we have all the time of the world..." One soldier
grabbed the short hairs she had left and raised her to her
feet, she could not stand so she fell face down.
The soldier took a whip and ordered
her to get up. With great and painful effor she managed
to get on her knees.
"Good'..." The soldier
said. "So... Let's go, move." |
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Leticia waited and waited,
but it wasn't a long time, she felt it was a long time.
"50 lashes", she heard the commander's voice.
The soldier took the whip and
approached her. Now she could see his face. She saw his
eyes, she saw how sorry he was and how fearful. She was
touched. She smiled gently as he raised the whip and lunged
it to her, hitting across her belly. She screamed of pain
as she felt she had been cut in half.
Camille raised herself as
I began to whip her again. She seemed to be trembling but
at the same time she had a look of defiance.
"Is Leticia defying her tortures?" I asked.
"What else can she do?" She answered
as I raised the whip again and got ready to hit her.
Camille closed her eyes.
Leticia looked again at the soldier
as he raised the whip, her eyes had tears because of the
pain. The soldier was not happy she was looking at him,
he sent the whip against her face. |
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