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S u m m a r y I n f o r m a t i o n ( џџџџ џџџџ D o c u m e n t S u m m a r y I n f o r m a t i o n 8 џџџџџџџџџџџџ $ ьЅС 7 №П е bjbjUU 7| 7| е џџ џџ џџ l Ј Ј Ј Ј Ј Ј Ј М , М / Ж D D D D D D D D в д д д д д д х * д Ј D D D D D д D Ј Ј D D щ D D D D Ј D Ј D в D D в D z D О Ј Ј О D 8 3soц3СМ d D О О џ 0 / О / D / О D М М Ј Ј Ј Ј й CROSSING (The Great Divide)
Bloody feet - the tracks they left in the forest had given the hunters their victory too easily Mocha Comely thought as she slowly revived from the tranquilizer dart. Slowly swaying as she hung by her wrists held high above her, the former college track star silently cursed her own stupidity in not somehow hiding the giveaway footprints. Groaning from the remnants of the drug and the new tension stretching her upper arms and body, Mocha Comely blearily opened her blood-shot ecru eyes and weakly raised her head. No longer running through the hills like a sleek animal, she was now strung up inside their den, their hunted trophy. Angrily, she tested the metal chains holding her wrists.
The rattling noise got their attention, and pausing the smoke-filled poker game the hunters looked at their prey. Almost in unison, chairs shuffled back from the table and the five arose. Hands pawed and stroked the toned body as it recoiled from their touch. Laughing at her inability to resist, gnarled fingers cupped the firm breasts. Thumbs scratched and twisted the thick nipples. Other hands felt the damp recesses between the splayed legs.
The first lash exploded across her naked back. Mocha Comely gasped at the burning sensation. Another eruption ripped between her shoulder blades. A third strike joined her twin ass cheeks in fire as if one. Mocha Comely's head flew back. She bit her lower lip to fight the searing pain. Tears slid out of the corners of her eyes.
She came to on the cold rocky floor. Huddled in a fetal position, it felt as though her entire body was crawling with agony. Grimly, she remembered racing against time through the unknown forest, gasping for breath and stopping with her hands on her knees because her heart and lungs would permit her no further escape. Mocha Comely groaned and her long legs slowly slid over the craggy floor. Sobbingly she looked down her chest. They had whipped her front, as well. A thick scarlet welt united both proud nipples in a taut ribbon of tortured flesh. Unable to fully inspect the damage, the raven-haired beauty sunk her head wearily back to the hard concrete.
Boots shuffled closer amid coughs and guttural rumblings. Powerful hands lifted the young female to her tender feet as easily as one would boost up a feather. Mocha Comely attempted to see any of the faces that closed in around her but a hand from behind forced the back of her head forward. Her chin dug hard into her chest as the staggering weight was applied over her hurting shoulders. Bent almost in two, fingers grabbed, pulling her arms out and around behind what was a long beam of wood. Somewhere a voice was proclaiming that she would be crucified, although all Mocha Comely could accurately see were red slashes across the tawny skin of her shining upper thighs. Following the urging and the swaying beam, she stepped uncertainly forward.
The arduous procession under hot sun finally ended. Mocha Comely fell to her knees as the beam she had been forced to carry was freed from her. Without raising her head, it was obvious that more had now joined the original hunters and by overhearing some of them talking amongst themselves, Mocha could tell that at least some of the new arrivals were also female. Both groups were shouting for her crucifixion.
The nailing to the crossbeam and upright were scary enough. The sun was merciless. Bunched muscles felt ready to tear. What was most troubling, however, was the sensation of drowning. Like suffocation, Mocha Comely felt that in order to breathe she had to first pull herself up the wood until her arms were almost level. Only then could she gasp a few life-saving breaths before the pain shooting up from the nails in her feet would become too great and once more her knees would bend leaving her upper body to swing out from the cross. Supported only by the nails in her wrists, Mocha Comely's full breasts and injured nipples would invitingly sway out to each side. Too delirious from the tortures, the young woman on the cross failed to notice the jeers from the small group of on-lookers. She glistened before her tormentors.
Mocha Comely was a name given her at the strip joint she had to go to straight after college, just to make ends meet. Athletic prowess on the stage quickly became celebrated for the young graduate. Ironically, it was this same ability that now would prolong her agony. A name was a name, by any other name, but unfortunately for Mocha Comely situations did tend to change things even names.
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Bloody feet - the tracks they left in the forest had given the hunters their victory too easily Mocha Comely thought as she slowly revived from the tranquilizer dart. Slowly swaying as she hung by her wrists held high above he
r, the former college track star silently cursed her own stupidity in not somehow hiding the giveaway footprints. Groaning from the remnants of the drug and the new tension stretching her upper arms and body, Mocha Comely blearily opened her blood-shot ec
ru eyes and weakly raised her head. No longer running through the hills like a sleek animal, she was now strung up inside their den, their hunted trophy. Angrily, she tested the metal chains holding her wrists.
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ausing the smoke-filled poker game the hunters looked at their prey. Almost in unison, chairs shuffled back from the table and the five arose. Hands pawed and stroked the toned body as it recoiled from their touch. Laughing at her inability to resist, gna
rled fingers cupped the firm breasts. Thumbs scratched and twisted the thick nipples. Other hands felt the damp recesses between the splayed legs.
\par \tab The first lash exploded across her naked back. Mocha Comely gasped at the burning sensation. Another eruption
ripped between her shoulder blades. A third strike joined her twin ass cheeks in fire as if one. Mocha Comely's head flew back. She bit her lower lip to fight the searing pain. Tears slid out of the corners of her eyes.
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r. Huddled in a fetal position, it felt as though her entire body was crawling with agony. Grimly, she remembered racing against time through the unknown forest, gasping for breath and stopping with her hands on her knees because her heart and lungs would
permit her no further escape. Mocha Comely groaned and her long legs slowly slid over the craggy floor. Sobbingly she looked down her chest. They had whipped her front, as well. A thick scarlet welt united both proud nipples in a taut ribbon of tortured f
lesh. Unable to fully inspect the damage, the raven-haired beauty sunk her head wearily back to the hard concrete.
\par \tab Boots shuffled closer amid coughs and guttural rumblings. Powerful hands lifted the young female to her tender feet as easily as one would b
oost up a feather. Mocha Comely attempted to see any of the faces that closed in around her but a hand from behind forced the back of her head forward. Her chin dug hard into her chest as the staggering weight was applied over her hurting shoulders. Bent
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lmost in two, fingers grabbed, pulling her arms out and around behind what was a long beam of wood. Somewhere a voice was proclaiming that she would be crucified, although all Mocha Comely could accurately see were red slashes across the tawny skin of her
shining upper thighs. Following the urging and the swaying beam, she stepped uncertainly forward.
\par \tab The arduous procession under hot sun finally ended. Mocha Comely fell to her knees as the beam she had been forced to carry was freed from her. Without raisi
ng her head, it was obvious that more had now joined the original hunters and by overhearing some of them talking amongst themselves, Mocha could tell that at least some of the new arrivals were also female. Both groups were shouting for her crucifixion.
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The nailing to the crossbeam and upright were scary enough. The sun was merciless. Bunched muscles felt ready to tear. What was most troubling, however, was the sensation of drowning. Like suffocation, Mocha Comely felt that in order to breathe she had t
o first pull herself up the wood until her arms were almost level. Only then could she gasp a few life-saving breaths before the pain shooting up from the nails in her feet would become too great and once more her knees would bend leaving her upper body t
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swing out from the cross. Supported only by the nails in her wrists, Mocha Comely's full breasts and injured nipples would invitingly sway out to each side. Too delirious from the tortures, the young woman on the cross failed to notice the jeers from the
small group of on-lookers. She glistened before her tormentors.
\par \tab Mocha Comely was a name given her at the strip joint she had to go to straight after college, just to make ends meet. Athletic prowess on the stage quickly became celebrated for the young gra
duate. Ironically, it was this same ability that now would prolong her agony. A name was a name, by any other name, but unfortunately for Mocha Comely situations did tend to change things even names.
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