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Crucifixion And You: How Did The Idea Start?

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I know, I know. The title is long. It's the only way I could think of putting one there.

So...

How did you become interested in crucifixion and why did you want to experience one? Where did the idea come from?

Speaking for myself, I became interested in wanting to play Jesus in JCS and passion plays (one of which, I wrote as a teen and still thinking about whether or not posting) and other Biblical films. Also, it's also because I'm a Christian. So, I'm coming to it from an acting perspective.

Discuss...

Simpson.
Hi All,
I wrote this in a response to another members question of what interests me in crucifixion. i have wanted to respond to Simpson's question for a while. in response to both;
When I was very young, I saw a picture in a popular photo magazine of a man (in loin cloth) hanging on a cross and two women watching him. I had not been exposed to Christianity yet. Even at that age I liked pretty ladies and thought how embarrassing for the man. It has grown and haunted me ever since. How utterly humiliating, weather a warrior, cowardly deserter, criminal, slave or an unworthy suitor to be flogged, degraded, stumbling and falling, whipped and marched to the stipes. Overpowered, stripped and nailed to a cross in the presence of beautiful women, not interested in you, but flirting with the executioners, laughing at your nakedness, weakness, screams, writhing and pleas for mercy.
Perhaps she is just a woman in the crowd or an executioners wife, aroused anxious to bed her man who crucifies lesser men. An amazon, empress, princess, bored mistress having you crucified on her whim, her hatred or rejection of you for another, enhancing her eventual climax in having you crucified, her sadistic desire to humiliate you, for her entertainment, to enjoy her power over you before others.
Were you forced to your knees , stripped of of your loin cloth before her, ordered to grovel and beg her to spare you, emasculate and take you as a foot slave, anything but crucifixion? Might she be a beautiful petite empress seated on her throne, your cross laying at the foot of it. You an enemy warrior or a cowardly deserter of her military, made to crawl, flogged and naked before her, commanded to remove her sandals, allowed to plead and orally bathe her feet for her mercy for a time, basking before a crowd primarily of women, in your humiliation and her power before ordering her executioners to turn you on your back, as she places her lovely bare feet upon your upturned face, using it as her foot rest, muffling your pleas for her mercy and then your screams, as she orders you nailed slowly to her cross. she orders your cross raised for all to witness your naked writhing and screaming. no longer a man, but her conquest, her refuse. while you hang for days, beautiful women will walk by you, stare at you, your shame, your nakedness, your unworthiness of them or any woman, laugh at and ridicule you. then proceed home to their lovers.
Its all in the humiliation of being crucified in the presence of the gorgeous creatures we call women.
 
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I must have missed an important concept in my Catholic education. Instead of accepting the clergy’s claims that crucifixion was the worst possible way to die and thus proof of a god’s love of mankind, I was more interested in finding out how painful a crucifixion would really be. Unfortunately, you only get to feel a real crucifixion once. I hope I have a chance someday.
 
I must have missed an important concept in my Catholic education. Instead of accepting the clergy’s claims that crucifixion was the worst possible way to die and thus proof of a god’s love of mankind, I was more interested in finding out how painful a crucifixion would really be. Unfortunately, you only get to feel a real crucifixion once. I hope I have a chance someday.
that will be an extreme experience, but horny as well :)
 
Ok, I can contribute to this thread too :) The first fantasies about my whipping and crucifixion date back to the first grade of elementary school. I come from a religious family and went to Catholic school and of course religion was compulsory. So there were a lot of crucifixion motifs around me, and I soon began to realize that I felt a strange but very good feeling at the thought. I kept thinking about it and imagining different scenarios in which I was first scourged and finally nailed to a cross. I started self-whipping at about 8-9 years old because it got me very excited. I was playing Jesus and that I was suffering the same way he was suffering
I have communicated with a number of Forum members, and found a lot of us have a similar story to yours. Got into bondage and crucifixion at a young age, went to parochial school, etc. I think most of us disassociate religion from our crux experiences, however.
 
Hi All,
I wrote this in a response to another members question of what interests me in crucifixion. i have wanted to respond to Simpson's question for a while. in response to both;
When I was very young, I saw a picture in a popular photo magazine of a man (in loin cloth) hanging on a cross and two women watching him. I had not been exposed to Christianity yet. Even at that age I liked pretty ladies and thought how embarrassing for the man. It has grown and haunted me ever since. How utterly humiliating, weather a warrior, cowardly deserter, criminal, slave or an unworthy suitor to be flogged, degraded, stumbling and falling, whipped and marched to the stipes. Overpowered, stripped and nailed to a cross in the presence of beautiful women, not interested in you, but flirting with the executioners, laughing at your nakedness, weakness, screams, writhing and pleas for mercy.
Perhaps she is just a woman in the crowd or an executioners wife, aroused anxious to bed her man who crucifies lesser men. An amazon, empress, princess, bored mistress having you crucified on her whim, her hatred or rejection of you for another, enhancing her eventual climax in having you crucified, her sadistic desire to humiliate you, for her entertainment, to enjoy her power over you before others.
Were you forced to your knees , stripped of of your loin cloth before her, ordered to grovel and beg her to spare you, emasculate and take you as a foot slave, anything but crucifixion? Might she be a beautiful petite empress seated on her throne, your cross laying at the foot of it. You an enemy warrior or a cowardly deserter of her military, made to crawl, flogged and naked before her, commanded to remove her sandals, allowed to plead and orally bathe her feet for her mercy for a time, basking before a crowd primarily of women, in your humiliation and her power before ordering her executioners to turn you on your back, as she places her lovely bare feet upon your upturned face, using it as her foot rest, muffling your pleas for her mercy and then your screams, as she orders you nailed slowly to her cross. she orders your cross raised for all to witness your naked writhing and screaming. no longer a man, but her conquest, her refuse. while you hang for days, beautiful women will walk by you, stare at you, your shame, your nakedness, your unworthiness of them or any woman, laugh at and ridicule you. then proceed home to their lovers.
Its all in the humiliation of being crucified in the presence of the gorgeous creatures we call women.
I partly share your fantasy insofar as, in my crucifixion scenarios, I introduce the presence of beautiful women, and this for a long time already.

That very strong feeling of total naked humiliation on the cross; a Roman bourgeois woman who gets permission to add to my humiliation by masturbating me to ejaculation. Laughter erupts as my semen lands in the dust and my body writhes on the torture wood.

With this variation where she doesn't move away fast enough and my sperm soils her tunic, provoking her anger and that of her husband who orders a guard to whip me on the cross.


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I have communicated with a number of Forum members, and found a lot of us have a similar story to yours. Got into bondage and crucifixion at a young age, went to parochial school, etc. I think most of us disassociate religion from our crux experiences, however.
I agree that religious thoughts are separate from the crux fantasy, but - don't you also feel that there should something happen on GOOD FRIDAY??
 
I agree that religious thoughts are separate from the crux fantasy, but - don't you also feel that there should something happen on GOOD FRIDAY??
No disrespect mind you, but you should fast and abstain on Good Friday.
 
It is interesting to read about how these desires gradually developed for you. It was different for me, I come from a nomadic and strongly religious family. We are not circus people, no (lol) the family I come from is very large and we all lived together. Our life was quite different from most people's lives. The family performed at performances with religious themes, the passion, the crucifixion of Christ. This strongly influenced me already in my puberty.
 
There has been a bit of discussion lately about crucifixion and age. I'm curious about:

1. how old you were when crucifixion first captured your attention
2. how old you were when you first masturbated? Was it about crucifixion?
3. how old you were when you were first crucified on a real cross?

I'll start. I have vivid memories of masturbating at about 7 years of age to pictures of Jesus crucified. I had no idea what I was doing was masturbation, but man it made me feel good. So that covers question 1 and 2. I hung properly for the first time at about 33 years old. Funny when I think about it. I had fantasies for years, but it took that long to get around to making a cross and getting up on it... What about you?
 
First off, this if Flavius Galarius. Long story short, had some issues with my original account and had to create a new one. So going forward RetiredOne=Flavius Galarius. Now to the questions: 1) Was a young child--maybe 6 or 7; 2) the same (though obviously without producing any ejaculate). Yes--crucifixion inspired; and 3) probably 12 or 13--using sturctures around the house. In early 20's when I used a "proper" cross.
 
Since raised very religious and roman catholic, crucifixion and martyrism was an issue from my very beginning on. In later childhood there was an interest of how it feels to be crucified and a strange faszination for martyrs. The sexual relation was added somehow with arorund 11 or 12, when I first cummed during a played selfcrucifixion. Not knowing what really happend in that moment. 2015, in the age of 42, my fiancee was the first person ever been told about my fantasies of being crucified and she helped me to make it come true.
 
One day I just thought to myself if women were crucified too. *Roll credits*

Just kidding, but while it is true, maybe it was my interests in the topics of damsel in distress plus the eventual day I mentioned.
 
It is interesting to read about how these desires gradually developed for you. It was different for me, I come from a nomadic and strongly religious family. We are not circus people, no (lol) the family I come from is very large and we all lived together. Our life was quite different from most people's lives. The family performed at performances with religious themes, the passion, the crucifixion of Christ. This strongly influenced me already in my puberty.
Just wonder, how you dealt with the near nudity in the passion plays. For example have you used speedos under the loincloth, seem a good idea for me in the case you really want to prevent nudity and imply the nudity of the "real" ssituation you play.
 
I got to this fantasies few weeks ago. I did a RP on another platform and my partner offered, that we can try RP that. In fact I was curious and agreed. But that RP was great and I stared during RP google about this.
 
My interest in crucifixion pretty much stemmed from my interest in bdsm, I like seeing naked helpless women and them crucified is just an extension of that. I however don't have anything around to self crucify myself to see how it feels
You never wondered how it felt?
 
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