If the government is of God, all who are against the government are of the devil!

Since the fascist government supported by fundamentalist parties was elected, a series of laws have criminalized everything that was at odds with the Bible. If the government is of God, all who are against the government are of the devil! Homosexuality, non-Christian cults, atheism, communism or simply opposition to the government constitute a serious crime.

Any member of groups accused of any of these demonic practices was summarily tried by pastors and by groups of faithful fanatics. The sentences rescued ancient biblical penalties, such as castration, amputation of limbs, tongues, blindness, flogging, stoning and crucifixion.

After the initial strangeness, public executions became very common, natural and popular. The accused were quickly tried in temples or courts, the sentences quickly defined, and the convicted were removed and dragged to public squares for execution.

This hateful sinner has been accused of atheism and homosexuality! The sentence in these cases first established that he would be flogged for days until he confessed and denounced all his partners. At this stage of the interrogation, red-hot irons are stuck in his ass and boiling water is poured into Organs genitals.

Then, the hated sinner is dragged through the streets, he was hung on the cross and his penis and scrotum nailed to the pillar.

People in the streets and squares applaud, photograph and celebrate these executions. They think the world is better and safer without these sinful and cursed creatures.

The fag will stay there, hanging until he dies from bleeding or shortness of breath. During the time necessary for his death, popular people will take selfies with him in the background, will spit and throw stones at him. All good citizens must publicly express their hatred for this type of sinner. All families must support and celebrate that this enemy of god is deservedly destroyed.

The laws and values ​​of the majority must be imposed on everyone! The different ones must be punished and eliminated.

I accompany several fetishists who love images of crucifixion, such as Arithemin, CruxNico and crassuswild. CruxNico writes exciting texts on the subject, and the incredible artist crassuswild, who makes very expressive crucifixion drawings! Arithemin draws sequences of delicious images.

The great artist Sherwin makes the best crucifixions drawings I have ever encountered.

I recommend everyone to know their work. I love their work, in a way this post is a tribute to them.

 

Violent and extreme pain and suffering destroy all the animal's conscience and identity.

Extreme, violent and constant pain and suffering destroy the animal's conscience and identity. Since this stupid fagot was handed over to employees like another pig in the herd, the team has committed to destroy any vestige of dignity or humanity in it.

Brutal humiliations, violence and constant rapes taught the disgusting worm that it was no longer of any value, nor should it have any hope.

Treated and fed like a pig, among the pigs, it soon seemed to conform to his worthless condition.

However, once a month, usually on a quieter Saturday, the employees took the pig to beat it even more violently, sadistically and at length. There were sessions of more than four hours of whipping and very brutal torture.

The heavy animal was hung by ropes and slowly descended on wooden shafts that penetrated deep into its ass, widening and wounding it. Impaled and hung like that he was whipped until his entire body was covered with bruises, wounds and scars.

The most curious thing is that, sometimes, during the torture the fagot still had a monumental erection! The employees were so angry by this obscenity, that when the pig's penis grew, they would tie its stick to the beam and whip it until it almost destroyed the pig's dick.

Those hours of torture and flogging amused employees who had fun, talked, drank beer, ate barbecue and played around their hated fagot.

At the end of the day, rested, they went to their homes to enjoy the weekend, and left the pig spiked and hanging, crying, moaning and suffering alone until Monday.

 

The cart was a form of transportation and punishment.

The rich and powerful Saltykova kept all her servants and slaves in very violent and humiliating conditions. She used to organize stunning and impressive parties, banquets, and large celebrations with very luxurious orgies in the summer festivities.

Poor families, indebted to the noble Baroness, were forced to surrender their most mature children as part of the payment and interest on their debts as slaves. These young men were used for the heaviest and most humiliating jobs, and the most handsome were prostituted and regularly raped. They were always kept naked and chained and were often whipped and tortured during all seasons.

The Baroness liked to visit her most influential and wealthy friends, strolling through the Troitskoye in an open carriage on pleasant summer afternoons. The cart was a form of transportation and punishment. She ordered the coachman to be especially cruel and severe with the whip. The naked footman pulled the open carriage, being whipped violently all the time, all the way.

There was no law to prevent this practice; after all, the serfs or animals were in the same category; they were just properties of the Russian nobles.

Countess Saltykova knew how to use the whip with great skill, and she had vanity about it.

 

The countess Darya Nikolayevna Saltykova knew how to use the whip with great skill, and she had vanity of that skill. When she received other women of the Russian nobility, in the elegant and well-decorated salons of her palace, she used to show violent whipping sessions.

Her servants brought one young, robust and healthy peasant, undressed and hung him with ropes that came down from the ceiling.

All the guests settled in the armchairs and watched with interest and pleasure as the hundreds of lashes turned the servant into a piece of meat bleeding from all wounds.

The peasant's pleas, crying and screams were part of the fun, entertaining as true music for the audience of guests. The boy's contortions and all the effort to protect himself from the whip's blows were appreciated as a pathetic and fun dance.

Often the whipped guy passed out during the beating, but the countess Saltykova' pleasure and enthusiasm was such that she only stopped whipping when the spilled blood took up much of the floor in the large hall.

Usually the Saltykova personally chose the most beautiful and strongest peasant she found for the beating, but even so many did not survive the beatings. Since she liked to show off the boy's smooth, clear skin before the show, she avoided choosing one that had scars from previous beatings.

Young men were naturally very afraid and did not want to be chosen; however, peasant families were not afraid that their guys would be chosen for cruel beatings. On the contrary, some elders sought only to negotiate well, to obtain the greatest advantages they could in the exchange of one of their young guys. Some were exchanged for horses, oxen, sacks of wheat or vodka.

For us it was pure fun and pleasure. However, over time we realized that the slut also liked his chores!

About ten years ago, the owner of the farm brought this guy, no one knows from where, and handed him over to the employees who took care of the pigsty, saying: - Put this disgusting pig among the others, don't do anything different with this fag than you do with the other animals, understood? He will be just another pig of creation.

My chief and all his staff loved the order; they did what the boss ordered with joy, brutality, and cruelty. They tore off the boy's clothes, washed him with disinfectants, tied his wrists and ankles, and placed him in the sty among the other breeding sows.

The boy accepted his fate and all violence without any resistance or complaint. He looked stupid and dumb to us because since he arrived at the farm, he never said a word, just moaned and cried when he was beaten. He resigned himself to being a pig. He always walked on all fours, naked in the dirt of the pigsty, eating what the pigs ate, wallowing and sleeping among the herd of pigs.

However, he was not always treated like the other animals in the pigsty; his treatment was much worse.

The pigs and piglets that quickly went to slaughter did not have nicknames, just numbers, but all breeding sows had names - Flower, Sweet, Charming, Fearful, Smiling. Our unusual pig was called "Bitch".

His sweet acceptance and submission gradually awakened sadism, perversions, and cruelties among caregivers. He was regularly beaten, tortured, abused, and raped by several employees. We taught him how to make blowjobs for all of us and how to drink all the urine we made in his mouth. Before raping him, we brutally washed his anus with water hoses and brushes.

Employees wore the same electric cattle prod on him as on pigs, but the effect was much less painful on thick pigs' leather. We used electric cattle prod to torture its most sensitive parts, his penis and nipples.

Years passed, and it seemed the company owner had forgotten his “special pig.” Only in the first few weeks did he enter the pigsty to see the boy wallowing among the pigs. Before long, he lost interest and didn't talk or ask any more about the subject.

The employees were shocked when they saw giant pigs fucking the fag boy as if he were one of the pigs. The astonishment was even more remarkable when they saw that the boy didn't even try to escape being fucked, and still got a hard-on when he was fucked violently and enthusiastically by giant, dirty pigs. The pleasure of being a pig, the lust of the perverted animal, aroused the revolt, cruelty, and sadism of the keepers, who began to beat, torture, and sexually abuse the filthy animal.

They started tying up his dick so that his erections would hurt and prevent him from cumming.

The most shocking thing is that even at these times, the pig seemed to enjoy everything he suffered, so when the pig got a hard penis, the employees used the electric prod on his dick to stop him from cumming.

The fagot was very happy to be humiliated and beaten. 

One day, a company lawyer told the manager - the fagot was a nephew of the company owner, who the whole family disowned when they realized the faggot nature. His uncle threatened him, saying that they would rather see him as a slutty pig than as the faggot in the world. The boy answered he would rather be a pig in the family pigsty than belong to that family; he spoke with horny that he would love to be the most despised, mistreated, raped, disgusting, and dirty pig in the family sty.

It was the solution to his and his entire family's problems.

It spent his whole life happy where it wanted to be.

I am happy being what I am, I have some good days.

I believe I was born this way; as a slave, I am a kind of animal. I'm just bones, muscles, blood, leather, and fur. I never had anything, I never decided anything, I just obey,  work and serve. I have no pride, opinions, or preferences, just fear and lust. I don't think about anything; I hardly remember anything; I have no past or future, just the present. For me, every day is the same.

I only feel hunger, cold, pain, and their opposites, satiety, heat, and lust. I have no feelings, affections, or bonds, just chains, collars, overseers, and owners. I know how to give pleasure; I know how to endure suffering and torture without groaning. I know how to give and take pleasure with my dick and my holes.

I'm happy being who I am; I have good days. I know that one day, everything will end, but I only live now.

 

Russian feudal lords used to condemn some of their servants to serve as simple animals.

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