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 The Point of the Crusade

   by

   Doghead_2000





   The first light of dawn saw the Crusading army ride up and breach the
wooden defence walls of the town.  The ancient flimsy defences no match for
heavily armoured knights on their huge trained warhorses.  Most of the
town's men folk were away fighting with the main forces against the
Crusaders Armies in the south.  Only old men and boys were manning the dry
timber walls.  The invaders quickly annihilated the defenders and stormed
though the breached wall's gaps, slaughtering anyone who raised arms
against them.  Within an hour of reaching the town's limits, the hundred or
so knights were mopping up in the town's central square.

   Only women and girls remained alive, forced to feed the invaders and
supply them with alcoholic beverages throughout the rest of the day whilst
the men ransacked the town for spoils of war.  By late afternoon the
invading knights were rowdy drunks and started on the women.  It started
with just liberty taking, grabbing the women for a grope or a kiss. 
However before long the rape and pillage started in earnest.

   Women and girls were dragged to the ground in the open square in front
of the other men who were cheering them on.  Any female who tried to
protect one of the other women was immediately dragged to the ground by a
couple of knights and brutally raped or sodomised.  The women learnt early,
to try and appear invisible whilst serving the knights drink from
earthenware jugs, but as he night went on, they were all dragged down by
drunken invaders and brutally ravaged.

   During the late evening the women's nightmare started to turn into hell
on earth.  The beatings and torture started.  Women started to were
mutilated and tortured as they were being raped and sodomised, their
screams the catalyst for sending the men into orgy of sadistic treatment.

   Women were held down and spread-eagled on the ground while firebrands
were used to roast their breasts, or rammed up into the passages between
their legs.  The sickly stench of burning flesh and hair filled the square
as women screamed in agonising death throes.  Other women were raised up in
the air and had long pointed poles inserted into their cunts or anuses. 
The drunken knights clapped and cheered as the women slowly impaled
themselves on the poles, their agonised screeches, as internal organs were
ripped apart, urging the men to even more brutality.

   Girls were bent over barrels and raped or sodomised by dozens of men one
after the other, then beaten by canes or sticks until they either died or
passed into unconsciousness, a bloody pulp of flesh.  The men were taking
particular delight in pulverising the girl's breasts, arses and the tender
areas between their legs.

   Other women were hauled up into the air by their tits; meat hooks on
ropes were passed through their breasts so that all their weight was on the
mutilated boobs.  As they hung screaming with their arms tied behind their
backs, firebrands were held under their feet.  As the women danced
violently to avoid the fire on their feet, their breast tore, ripping the
hooks from their bodies.  When they fell to the ground oil was poured on
them and they were set alight to be burnt alive.

   A couple of girls were tied naked and spread-eagled to either side of a
water wheel.  As the wheel slowly turned their heads disappeared under the
water.  The girls were able to hold their breath for the first few turns of
the wheel.  Then the men started to beat the girls between their legs
whilst their heads were under water.  The girls started to cough and
splutter as the sharp pains in their sexual organs forced them to gasp for
breath.  Sucking water into their lungs.  Then the men started to use the
firebrands on their cunts as they were submerged.  First holding the brands
close to the girls singed cunts, inflicting agonising pain.  Then forcing
the brands into the girl's cunts and anuses.  The girls were dead after a
couple of more turns, their unconscious bodies drowning as they sucked in
the airless water.  Their place was taken by another pair of girls to face
the same fate.

   Other women had their breasts and sexual organs removed in brutal
fashion by knights wielding knives, swords and battle-axes.  Games of skill
were waged between the men who placed wagers on who could remove certain
parts in one strike.  Women lost arms and legs as the drunken knights
wielded their weapons in a stupor.  The lucky ones were decapitated by
accident by knights drunkenly aiming at their chests.  Pregnant women and
girls were also cut up as a game, held down screaming as the men tried to
slice their unborn babies from their bodies with their weapons.

   Sometime after midnight, the raped and sodomised women who had avoided
the worse of the brutality were herded into one of the buildings and locked
in for the night.  Their sobs and cries were drowned out for most of the
night by the screams of those women still dying in brutal agony in the
square.  The men continued to drink themselves into a stupor until they
finally passed out on the ground, completely oblivious to the dying women's
fading screams.

   It was midday by the time the knights had sobered up enough to have
cleared up the square a bit.  The dead victims of the previous nights
debauchery were now piled up on top of each other, a huge mound of bloody
female carcasses in one corner of the square.  The men had rolled out a
load of large barrels into a line along one side of the square; they had
also erected a line of posts on the opposite side of the square facing
them.

   The remaining women who had been locked up the previous night were
herded out into the middle of the square and forced to strip completely
naked.  Many of them were covered in black and purple bruises from the
previous nights debauchery.  The women were forced into two groups and made
to stand in a line on each side of the square near the barrels and posts.

   All eyes turned to one corner of the improvised arena where a group of
knights were marching forward, escorting a beautiful young woman, fully
dressed.  She was marched to the raised veranda of one of the houses
overlooking the square, in plain view to all the captive women.  The young
woman was the daughter of the town's chief, a sort of local Princess, and
without doubt the most beautiful woman in the town.  Her gown, made of
exotic silks, emphasised her status within the town's community.  The
previous night, the Princess had been kept locked away under guard in her
home, away from all the violence and debauchery.  Although throughout the
night she heard the screams of her people's pain.  As she was tied to one
of the veranda's support posts facing out over the square, her eyes found
the huge pile of brutalised bodies at the side of the square.  A shudder
went through her beautiful sculptured body at the sight.

   The knights, who were watching her, lusted after her young body.  They
knew that she was the day's prize, and they were all swearing under their
breaths that they were to be the ones to win her.

   At a signal from the knight's leader, the men grabbed hold of the naked
women in the square.  Those near the barrels were bent forwards over them
and lashed down so that they were spread with their arses in the air and
their legs wide open.  The women near the poles were hoisted up and had
their arms tied to the top of the poles so that they hung there.  A quick
lashing was tied loosely around the poles and their ankles to stop them
lashing out with their feet.

   When the naked women had been prepared, the leader gave the order for
the competition to start.  The games were to be in two parts, a test of
skill and strength with broadswords and battle lances.  The winner of each
part would receive a special honour with the Princess.

   The first competition was to be the lances.  Knights in order of
seniority would be first to take part, followed in an order decided earlier
by drawing lots.  As such the knights leader crossed over to the side where
the females were bent over barrels and chose a battle lance from a pile
placed ready.  Walking over behind the first girl on a barrel, he wet his
fingers with saliva and wiped it onto the sharp tip of the lance.  Slowly
and with careful deliberation, he placed the tip of the lance against the
girl's rectal opening.

   The girl squealed as about an inch of the cold metal point was inserted
into her tight anus.  She was unable to see what was happening behind her,
as the knight lifted the lance to aim its shaft in line with her torso. 
With the first inch already resting in her butt, the knight grabbed hold of
the shaft with both hands and thrust it forwards into the girl.  After the
initial thrust impaled the girl's bowels, he kept the pressure on the
shaft, forcing the rigid lance to keep moving forwards into the girl in one
continuous movement.  The girls was screaming and squealing like a stuck
pig as the lance ripped her innards to shreds.  The knight continued to
force the lance into her until it's momentum was stopped by the pressure of
her body and the limits of his strength, then he let go and stepped back.

   Another knight came up with a piece of cord and measured the amount of
lance still sticking out of her rectum like a dog's tail.  The girl
continued to scream out in pain as her internal organs slowly bled her life
away.  Another knight then picked up a lance and positioned himself behind
the girl in the next barrel.  As soon as this girl felt the tip of the
lance placed into her rectum, she started to scream her head off.  The
screaming didn't stop until the knight had forced the tip of his lance
right up into her lungs, then it turned into a sort of gurgling sound as
she drowned in her own blood.  Again the knight with the cord came up and
measured the amount of lance still sticking out of the girls arse.  A loud
cheer went up when the result was announced.

   This went on, lance after lance was forced up into the screaming
defenceless women's rear ends, ripping them apart internally for the sake
of brutal sport.  Until eventually the last girl had been impaled and the
lances tails measured.  The winner of the lance competition was then
announced and the knights all crossed over to the line of women suspended
to the poles on the other side of the square.  Leaving behind them a line
of lances sticking out of the arses of dead or dying females strapped to
the barrels.  Some of the lances were jerking around franticly, but most of
them were now still, except for a slight swaying in the breeze.

   At the approach of the knights, the suspended women who had seen all the
brutal executions of the women opposite, started to scream out for mercy,
their loud wailing cries filled the square to no avail.  The leading knight
drew his massive two handed broadsword and stood in front of the first
suspended naked female in the line.  Two other knights positioned
themselves on either side of the terrified female and grabbed her firmly by
the ankles.  The lead knight then sliced through the piece of rope holding
her legs to the upright post.  As soon as her legs had been freed from
their restraint, the two knights pulled the woman's legs as far apart as
they could.  The woman screamed out loudly in agony as her pelvic joints
were stretched to breaking point.  Watching knights whooped and cheered as
she was being displayed obscenely in front of them.

   Taking his broadsword in both hands, the leading knight stepped forwards
between her outspread legs, and raised the point of the sword upwards.  He
placed the tip of the massive weapon into the slit of her exposed cunt lips
and took a deep breath.  Suddenly he thrust the sword upwards with all his
might, ramming the blade up into the women's virgina, up through her pelvic
cavity and on into her guts and beyond.  Over half of the swords length
disappeared up into the woman's cunt before the blade came to a standstill.
The knight let go of the blade and stood back to admire his handiwork while
the knight with the measuring cord came up and measured how much of the
sword still stuck out of the screaming impaled woman's sex.  The sword was
left in place and the two men let go of the dying woman's legs, to go and
stand beside the next female in line.

   As the next knight drew his hefty broadsword the two men once again
grabbed hold of the legs of the next suspended woman in line.  Again the
bonds on her feet were cut, her legs wrenched painfully and crudely apart.
The latest knight followed the ritual order of sport, and placed the tip of
his sword into the screaming woman's pussy, then thrusting with both hands
deep inside her until the sword came to a standstill.

   Knight after knight went along the line in turn, impaling the leg spread
women, and leaving their blades buried inside the disembowelled female
victims.  Finally the last woman in line was impaled.  The winner of the
contest to bury his weapon deepest into the females was announced.  They
all moved over to the centre of the courtyard, cheering and patting the two
competition winners on the back, as the suspended women, now being ignored,
hung dead and dying, their lifeblood trickling down their legs to form
puddles beneath their feet.

   Something was said by one of the knights, and all eyes turned in unison
towards the bound Princess on the veranda.  Tears flowed down her cheeks
for her people and friends, whose brutal demise she had been forced to
watch.  Laughter broke out amongst the men as a result of some crude
remarks or other from within the crowd.

   The Lead Knight instructed some of the men to go and fetch one of the
long, heavy banquet tables from the Princesses home.  This was duly dragged
out into the middle of the square as the rest of the knights formed
themselves into a large circle around the table to watch the forthcoming
entertainment.  At a signal from the Lead Knight, four of the men went up
on to the veranda and released her bonds.  She was marched down into the
middle of the square next to the table and the awaiting two competition
winners.

   The two lucky knights were both huge men, who had used their enormous
strength to overcome the other contestants.  Both were well over six foot
tall and heavily built.  Their arms were nearly the size of most men's
legs; such was the power of their muscles.  Both men ogled at their coming
prize, the frightened princess, now standing in front of them in her fine
silken ball gown.

   The princess was ordered to strip, to the jeers and catcalls of all the
other knights standing around watching.  The unfortunate girl froze and
begged for mercy with her eyes to those closest to her.  No man had ever
seen her naked in all her nineteen years, the thought of taking her clothes
off in front of about a hundred rough, leering men, just made her freeze
up. When the girl didn't start to undress, the Leader of the Knights
reached out and grabbed the bodice of her gown, ripping it open to her
waist.  His other hand slapped her hard across the cheek with its open
palm. The blow rocked her head to one side, but seemed to shake her out of
her comatose state.

   Slowly the princess started to remove her shredded gown in front of the
men.  Shrugging her shoulders out of the now tattered top, she let the gown
slip down her body to the ground, carefully using her hands to conceal her
bust and crotch area, even though she was still wearing long silk
underwear. She was made to step out of the gown, which was scooped up and
thrown outside the circle of watching men.

   The girl was now standing up in her white undergarments, which consisted
of a sleeveless silk vest and a figure hugging pair of silk bloomers that
were tied to her legs just below her knees.  A pair of high black lace-up
boots that covered her legs as far up as her bloomers covered her feet and
ankles.  She stood there one foot in front of the other in an attempt to
keep her legs crossed whilst her hands and arms tried to conceal the rest
of her modesty.

   Again the Leader ordered her to strip.  This time when she made no move
to comply, he completely tore her vest from her body, leaving her naked
from the waist up, with her arm still trying to hid her ample breasts from
the gaze of the excited watching knights.  Turning to the two competition
winners, and telling them that the prize was now theirs, he stepped back to
join the circle of other watching knights.

   The two men immediately reached out and grabbed one of her wrists each
and pulled them wide apart to open up her chest to their gaze.  Each of
them used their other hands to grope a breast, prodding and pinching the
creamy soft flesh with their fingers.  Rough digits started to play with
the hard peaks near the centre of each large perfectly formed mound,
forcing the girl to cry out as they squeezed the nipples hard.

   The girl had tears in her eyes again by the time that the groping hands
fell away from her breasts.  But then they fell to the waistband of her
silk bloomers.  In one swift ripping movement, the flimsy garment, the last
vestiges of her modesty, was torn away from her body.  The girl now stood
in front of the men in just her high boots.  A thick carpet of curly hair
matching the colour of her boots nestled between the junction of her legs.
The legs themselves were firm and shapely, the skin free of any blemishes.
The cheeks of her buttocks were taught and pear shaped, the sort of perfect
arse that painters are always looking for in their models.  Her waist was
smooth and narrow, but firm and muscular.  This picture of loveliness was
topped by the girls large breasts and her young angel like face.

   The two men started to drag the defenceless girl around the circle of
watching knights, displaying all the charms of their prize in a show of
bravado and superiority.  Sometimes they would stop in front of their
closest friends and grab hold of the girls legs to lift her up in front of
them with her legs held wide open, as if to say, "Look what we've won."
After making the full circle with the girl, they carried her over to the
long banquet table and placed her on her back on its surface.

   The girl was bound across the table by her hands and feet in such a way
that her hips were over the edge of the table.  Her feet were forcibly
spread as wide apart as possiable and bound to the bottom of the legs on
that side of the table.  Her arms were also spread out wide and bound to
the top of the legs opposite, leaving her spread wide and completely at the
mercy of the two knights, and the gaze of all the other men.

   One of the knights lent over and once again started to grope the poor
girls gorgeous young unfettered tits.  The other knight, the one who had
won the broadsword competition, knelt on the ground between her legs and
pulled a ten-inch bladed knife from his belt.  The knife, which was not
only used as a weapon, but also for personal grooming, had an edge that was
honed to razor sharpness.  Placing the edge of the blade against the girls
exposed crutch, the man started to shave her pubic hairs off, scraping the
dark hairs from her body with gusto, in his quest to see her natural
beauty.

   It didn't take long to shave off the hair from her pelvic mound, and
then he started on her delicate female lips and the area between her legs.
Tightly grasping her cunt lips between his fingers, he pulled them this way
and that, until he had shaved her completely bare, done in such a way that
there wasn't even the slightest nick in the skin.  Her sex now looked like
it was on the day she had been born, much to the pleasure of all the
onlookers.

   Pushing his knife back into his belt, the knight then started to have a
really close inspection of his prize.  Rubbing her bare twat with his
fingers and probing the lips, gently prying them apart with his fingertips
to gaze up into the passageway concealed there.  Suddenly he whooped with
glee and shouted out to the other knights, "She's a damb honest to God
genuine virgin."

   The other winner then stopped playing with the girl's breasts, which
were showing signs of heavy manhandling, and stood back to watch as the
first man stood up and started to strip off his lower garments.  The
onlookers were amazed when they saw the size of the man's engorged penis
pop out of his pants.  It didn't look out of place on his massive frame; in
fact it wouldn't have looked out of place hanging underneath a young bull
elephant.

   Positioning himself between the girl's legs, the knight aimed the huge
bulbous head of his swollen sex organ at the smooth hairless lips of the
girl's virgin pussy.  He slowly pushed himself forward at the same time
peeling the cunt lips back with his fingers to expose her virgin
passageway. The girl squealed as the massive knob end forced it's way into
the opening.  As soon as the tip of his cock pressed against her unbroken
hymen he stopped pushing and moved his large hands to the side of her hips.
Grabbing a handful of flesh in both hands, he slammed himself forwards into
her and at the same time pulled her onto his cock.  The girl screamed out
at the sudden pain of her virginity breaking and the enormous cock
stretching her tight unused virgina.  The knight's thrust did not stop
until he was embedded in her completely and his balls rested against her
anus below.

   The knight waited until the girl's agonised scream died away before he
started to pump his weapon of love in and out of her sex.  At first her
virgina was dry and so tight that each movement was shear agony for her as
he pounded her cunt.  However her body adjusted to the invading implement
of her rape by releasing lubrication and stretching to encompass his huge
girth.  After the initial pain of being impaled, and the embarrassment of
being taken in front of all these men, she found herself beginning to enjoy
her first, and probably last, taste of sex.  Her body responded to the feel
of the hot penis pumping in and out of her now wet pussy, sending unknown
sensations through her nervous system to her brain.  Her mouth started to
involuntarily moan as her mind decided that her body was going to orgasm.

   The orgasm never came though.  The knight suddenly slammed his cock deep
into her cunt and exploded a mass of sperm into her body as the watching
men cheered.  Almost immediately he withdrew his dripping penis from her
cunt, leaving her feeling empty and frustrated.  Leaving the girl writhing
on the table, he pulled up his pants and tucked his now shrinking penis
back out of sight.  The other winning knight slapped him on the back, while
savouring the fact that he was now going to get his own special prize.

   The two men released the raped virgin Princess from the table and
flipped her over onto her stomach across the table.  Like before her arms
were tied to the top of the legs on the far side, and her legs were spread
open wide so that her ankles could be tied to the bottom of the legs on
their side of the table.  With her hips now resting across the edge of the
table top, her shapely firm buttocks were displayed for the lecherous stare
of the watching crowd, as was her wet cunt lips nestling in between her
opened legs.

   At first the two knights started to rub their calloused hands over the
smooth silky flesh of her back and arse cheeks, occasionally slipping a
hand between her legs to cup her sex.  The girl would moan out softly as a
finger would touch her still frustrated cunt lips, re-igniting the fire
that still raged within her belly.  Then the knights started to make her
squeal by pinching the flesh of her buttocks and thighs.  These squeal soon
turned into yelps of pain as the sound of slaps rang out over the
courtyard.

   The two men took it in turns to spank the girl's bottom with the flat of
their hands, her struggles and yelps of pain acting as a strong aphrodisiac
to their already rampant libidos.  Their alternate slaps got faster and
faster, harder and harder, until her silky white cheeks started to glow red
from the stinging hard blows

   The spanking stopped suddenly, and the knight who had already raped her
stepped back to make room for the winner of the lance competition to claim
his own bit of the special prize.  As all the on-looking men watched, the
knight dropped his hose to his knees.  Although his erect cock was not of
the enormous proportions of the first man, his cock was certainly a proud
piece of pussy pounding equipment, larger than average by far.

   Stepping between her splayed legs, he reached forward and spread her
glowing red buttock cheeks to expose the very tight pink puckered crater
that was her virgin anus to his gaze.  With a thick index finger he poked
at the tight entrance, which instinctively tightened up even more at his
touch.  With a smile on his face he dropped his hand further down to the
girls still wet sticky pussy lips and inserted his fingers into her hot
love box.  The frustrated girl whimpered at this new invasion of her sex
tunnel and automatically pushed herself back onto this new impalement.

   The knight only kept his fingers in her cunt long enough to get them
covered in the juices of her box, before he withdrew them again.  Again his
thick index finger found its way to her virgin anus.  The girl's whimpers
turned to a little squeal as the man pushed the slippery tip of his finger
against her taught sphincter muscles.  He suddenly jabbed his finger
forwards into her arse, burying it into her back passage up to the second
knuckle.  The girl squealed louder as the finger forced its way up her
rectum and started to wiggle around inside her.  Soon the man had painfully
inserted a second finger into her anus alongside the first.  He twisted and
pumped his digits in and out of her, stretching the opening of her hole
until he had overcome the tightness of the entrance.

   When he was satisfied, he withdrew his fingers and positioned himself
closer to her arse, with his rampant cock pointing at the little hole now
staring at him.  Taking hold of her hips with his two hands, he guided the
swollen tip of his cock to the entrance of her anus and forced himself
forwards a couple of inches.  At first the entry was tight with the girl
still trying to fight the initial entry, then it slipped in easily a short
way to meet up with the tight un-opened passageway beyond his fingers
reach.

   Pausing to savour the panic of the girl beneath him, at the realisation
of what was to come and the size of his cock in her butt for a moment or
two, he started to force his butt impaler into her.  The girl really
started to scream out for mercy as his cock buried itself deeper and deeper
into her anus, stretching her back passage to painfully extended
proportions.  Her screams continued until he had buried the full length of
his cock into her bowels.

   Slowly the knight started to pump his penis in and out of her rectum. 
Her screams slowly subsided and turned into whimpers as he really started
to pound her butt with his cock in earnest.  Ignoring any pain or
discomfort he was causing the girl the man fucked her arse with vigour
until he felt his orgasm building up in his scrotum, then he thrust his
hips forward as hard as he could and pulled her body back hard onto his
cock.  Buried deep inside her like this he emptied his jism deep into her
bowels.  The girl could feel the hot fiery liquid being pumped out in
powerful spurts inside her body, until the knight slid his cock out of her
anus with a loud farting noise, which prompted cheers of laughter from the
watching crowd.

   With a joking comment to all the on-looking knights, which created
uproar of cheers and catcalls, the winner of the sword competition again
stepped forward between the girl's legs.  She started to scream out in
agony as he started to push his clenched fist up into her soaking abused
pussy.  Violently twisting his wrist to revolve his fist, he stretched and
widened her cunt hole until he had buried most of his forearm into the
terrified screaming girl.  Ignoring her cries for mercy he started to pump
his fist in and out of her sex as if it was a giant dildo.

   The restrained girl was totally helpless as her pussy was painfully
impaled and pummelled by the knight's huge invading fist.  She had no
choice as she was forced to ride the massive limb that filled her sex to
bursting point.  Her brain telling her that her cunt was going to split in
two at any second could not stop her throat from screeching out in a
continuous scream of agony.

   Finally the knight pulled his fist out of her abused cunt and stepped
back to show everyone the huge gaping hole between her legs.  He withdrew
his belt knife and again stepped forward.  Again he thrust his fist inside
her sex, only this time his knife was in the fist that disappeared inside
her cunt.  With a twisting motion of his strong wrist, he disembowelled the
girl from the inside, shredding her guts and bowels with the sharp blade.
As he pulled his fist out of her body the blood started to flow out of her
cunt into a pool between her spread legs.  The girl was now screaming in
mindless agony, the hilt of the knife was left sticking out of her cunt.

   The lance competition winner picked up an extra thick jousting lance and
rammed the pointed end into the girl's rectum.  Gripping the main shaft in
both hands he used his enormous muscle power to force the huge weapon deep
into her body.  Using his whole bodyweight he kept the lance moving slowly
forward until it finally began to meet too much resistance.  The impaled
girl was still alive and screaming as the second winner also took hold of
the lance and put all of his weight on it as well.

   Once again the lance started to move forward into the screaming girl. 
Suddenly the girls screams turned into a gurgling sound, then silence as
the lance shot forward.  There was an almighty cheer from the onlookers as
the tip of the lance popped out of the girl's mouth, protruding over a foot
in front of her face.  She died staring down the length of that pole that
had passed all the way through her body.  She now lay face down on the
table like an impaled pig ready for the roasting pit.

   At a command from the knight's leader, all of the weapons used on the
girls were withdrawn from their bodies and cleaned.  All the ones that is,
except the ones impaling the Princess, which were left in place creating a
macabre spectacle in the centre of the square.  The bodies of the other
girls were left still bound and exposed where they had died as a horrific
warning to the Town's men folk when they arrived back in the town.

   The knights mounted up on their horses and rode away into the gathering
dusk of that second day.  Each and every one of them had a satisfied smile
on his lips.



   The END