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Alicia7
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Hello everyone, I have been thinking about mentioning this in more detail other than what you see in my signature. I dont really know how people will take to this, but I will share with you anyway. I have never engaged in "professional bondage or bdsm" before, just in private sex acts with the two people in my life I trust more than anyone else and even then, I'm not sure that counts since it was just my wrists being tied to the bed. Anyway, thats not what I wanted to discuss.
What I wanted to talk about was my fantasy of being crucified. I dont mean a mock crucifixion, I mean a real one, naked, out in the open, nails through my wrists and ankles, all of it. I mean going all the way, and dying as a result of it. I have have fantasies of experiencing orgasm's by the women who would be watching me writhe in agony at the time due to their assault on my helpless form. Even now as I think of this happening I am getting aroused. I cant help but feel that this would be the most beautiful way to die, writhing in pain and ecstacy on a cross until death takes me. Am I the only one who feels this way? What do you think could be some factors in my desire for this?
It should be noted, that this is nothing new to me, I have always been fascinated by depictions of crucifixion, helplessness and exposure that comes with it. Even from a young age-as early as 14 years old. I was not raised Catholic though, so what else could spure such feelings?
What I wanted to talk about was my fantasy of being crucified. I dont mean a mock crucifixion, I mean a real one, naked, out in the open, nails through my wrists and ankles, all of it. I mean going all the way, and dying as a result of it. I have have fantasies of experiencing orgasm's by the women who would be watching me writhe in agony at the time due to their assault on my helpless form. Even now as I think of this happening I am getting aroused. I cant help but feel that this would be the most beautiful way to die, writhing in pain and ecstacy on a cross until death takes me. Am I the only one who feels this way? What do you think could be some factors in my desire for this?
It should be noted, that this is nothing new to me, I have always been fascinated by depictions of crucifixion, helplessness and exposure that comes with it. Even from a young age-as early as 14 years old. I was not raised Catholic though, so what else could spure such feelings?