Condemned One
Executioner
While I have mainly be working on AI generated works, I have been writing Very explicit prompts that have got my mind whirling. Decided to take some prompts and attempt to turn them into a story. It’s going to be a short one (less than 10 chapters) as I’m not a writer but thought some may enjoy my musings. Would love to hear your feedback.
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Chapter 1
The woman, whose name was Lydia, had been dreaming of this moment for years. She had a deep-seated desire for pain, a craving that consumed her every waking thought. She had tried various forms of BDSM, but nothing quite satisfied her like the thought of being crucified.
As she lay on the ground, her eyes closed and her breaths shallow, she could feel the anticipation building inside of her. She knew that the moment was near, and she couldn't help but moan softly at the thought.
At the sound of a hammer and nails being picked up, Lydia's eyes fluttered open quickly, and she gazed up at the figure standing before her. She recognized him immediately as her long-time lover and partner in her masochistic desires. He wore a leather mask that concealed his face, but Lydia knew him by the way he moved, by the way his eyes locked onto hers with a fierce intensity.
She arched her back, presenting her body to him in all its glory. Her muscles rippled beneath her skin as she lifted herself off the ground, offering herself up as a willing sacrifice. The man stepped forward, and Lydia could see the glint in his eyes as he raised the first nail
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Chapter 1
The woman, whose name was Lydia, had been dreaming of this moment for years. She had a deep-seated desire for pain, a craving that consumed her every waking thought. She had tried various forms of BDSM, but nothing quite satisfied her like the thought of being crucified.
As she lay on the ground, her eyes closed and her breaths shallow, she could feel the anticipation building inside of her. She knew that the moment was near, and she couldn't help but moan softly at the thought.
At the sound of a hammer and nails being picked up, Lydia's eyes fluttered open quickly, and she gazed up at the figure standing before her. She recognized him immediately as her long-time lover and partner in her masochistic desires. He wore a leather mask that concealed his face, but Lydia knew him by the way he moved, by the way his eyes locked onto hers with a fierce intensity.
She arched her back, presenting her body to him in all its glory. Her muscles rippled beneath her skin as she lifted herself off the ground, offering herself up as a willing sacrifice. The man stepped forward, and Lydia could see the glint in his eyes as he raised the first nail