The Execution

The town of Crete was abuzz with excitement. Rumors about the identity of the captured assassin were rife. The inhabitants of the little town soaked up the excitement in the air…excitement which was so much longed for but only got in terms of a tea party in the private lawn and hours of mindless gossip.

Everyone had vivid imagination of the split second when the scimitar would swoop down. They all prepared for celebration…after all the blood of their beloved mayor was being avenged…they would love it, of course they would…

Evening dawned and the sun cast a pale yellow sheen across the sky, making the mind hallucinate and mistake the sky for a vast ocean that mirrored the sandy landscape. Men in spotless white gowns, women in beautifully crafted robes flocked toward the place where it was all supposed to happen.

Young Helen too wanted to escape…escape to the place where all the excitement was. But her brother was dead against it. He disapproved of the gore that would be on display. But teenage is the age of rebellion. As soon as he left, Helen clambered down the compound wall and ran towards the city center. She got a bit nervous when she couldn’t find her best friend Xanthe. The shadow of uncertainty reflected in her large brown eyes. But she didn’t let that bother her much.

By the time she reached the Center, a fair amount of hullabaloo had begun. People had begun arguing, jostling for space. Soon she realized that her view was blocked and there was no way she could squeeze her way past the massive adult males that stood before her. Unless…

She had been pacing about for a while, cursing her luck and her brother…she couldn’t see the handsome prince as he gave his lecture. The speech ended and the ground resounded with applause…That’s when it happened…someone sensed what she wanted…

"Very eager, aren't you little one?" whispered a hoarse voice.Almost simultaneously a large arm circled her. A powerful grip hoisted her above the ground. She was seated on the man’s shoulders. He was short but powerfully built with large hairy arms. She didn't evn try to see the man's face. They all had heard about the horrid Mustafa clan's men who could go to any extent to violate law and then fool law...Her neck was dear to her...on the hindsight,she was a bit excited too...

As she was seated on his shoulders, she felt a large hand with coarse skin slip into her gown.The man was feeling her milky plump thighs..then he squeezed a nerve bundle tight, Helen gasped. Suddenly, with a swift movement, his hand swept down to her crotch. He simply tore past her panties and caressed her vulva.Helen's heart was pounding like crazy, she kept gasping, and squeaking as the man spread her oozing juice all around her crotch.The with savage speed, he drove two of his fingers in. He moved the fingers out and then pushed three back in...Helen couldn't scream,she couldn't talk...she was shaking uncontrollably and after a few minutes of savage fingering,she couldn't take it anymore...She orgasmed and let out a yelp...

But by that time the time her fluid oozed out like a tiny rivulet,the crowd had began an unusual roar...a roar filled with all sorts of colorful adjectives and insults. The face of the alleged assassin had been revealed. Suddenly there was violent movement all around as people scuttered to find stones and hurl them at the condemned man.

The stocky man who held Helen, cursed her and put her down. Helen thought this was the end then..she was finally free...but that was not to be. The man had parted his robes to reveal his enormous blood-gorged penis. She gasped again. The man forced her down and she knew what he wanted. She used her tongue to flick the man's glans, teased him as he groaned and then took the entire thing into her mouth. She sucked out all the air from her mouth,made a perfect vacuum and sucked him back.the man grew harder. His nerves grew more pronounced and his manhood glistened in the sunlight. Sucked harder the second time...and the erotic motion continued... When he had had enough, he lifted her up, undid her gown...The lower part of it was undone and her buttocks were exposed...that was all the man would need. As they were jostled by the surrounding people who scrambled for space, the man came closer,and ran his penis along her vulva covering it with the juice that she was letting out incessantly. Helen was filled with an unreasonable longing and uncontrollable desire.The man squeezed her ass tight and parted it.She grabbed his huge penis which was hot and was pulsating like an animal and directed it to her own wet turgid sex. She Let out a yelp of white passion and pain as the entire length of the man's cock went inside...and then he began to fuck her. Lightning fast thrusts...all the while one of his thick fingers penetrated her anus and arse fucked her, while the other hand kneaded her ample breasts,twisting their nipples tightly...Helen moaned for sometime and then screamed as multiple orgasms hit her..a white hot searing light passed though her body,and her crotch.Her legs became wobbly.The man stopped, but only for a while,then the erotic motion began all over again...

The assassin was now being walked to the gallows..the poor man was already half dead. The executioner stood there smiling at his own grotesque rendition of the condemned man's last seconds. The crowd chanted "Death...Death" and the ground shook as adrenalin coursed through each person's body.The experience was unearthly.

The man pushed harder now...juice oozed out of her vagina.Evidently he was close to climax.Helen too was building in on her her climax.The anal fuck had made her go crazy..the heat, the stench of human sweat and the thunderous noise aroused her even more...

The condemned man's head was in the gallows...the executioner perfected his stance.The noise level of the crowd reached a new high so much so that even the foghorn was not heard.The executioner heaved up his axe, and with an expulsion of breath swung it down...

The man slammed Helen harder,his balls slapped audibly against her ass..he squeezed her ass hard and climaxed...His ejaculation was so powerful that some of his semen squirted back out of Helen's vagina...the warm sticky fluid all over her thighs,her vaginal walls made Helen come too...Juice gushed out of her sex and sprayed on the man's gown, her anus contracting and relaxing furiously...she was completely drained now. She fell on the ground clutching her clothes.

The hoarse voice was saying something amidst fits of laughter that sounded more like an animal's growling..."if the whore daughter of that old son of a bitch mayor took my cock the way you did, he wouldn't have to lie and rot so soon"

And the crowd chanted "Long live the mayor, long live his legacy..." unanimously...and their voices rose up in the stale Crete air...