With help from Piraland here is my story.
Burning under a satanic sun, I painfully climb this "via crucis" with Piraland next to me and well encouraged by the leather strips of Jaime and Aline.
The others are not far away, we will soon be all grouped.
I am immersed in my thoughts!
My whole body makes me suffer terribly but it is the price to pay to reach the end of my desire, to succeed my death, the one I always wanted, naked on my cross.
Arriving here in the asshole of the world following the invitation of a friend, who was a member at the same BDSM club and who also had an attraction for the cross and the crucifixion,
I had accepted and, the day before the departure, my friend had failed. Excited by the adventure and hoping to find my way among all those lovers of the cross, I left alone.
When I saw the future crucified arrive, I felt directly attracted to them, even identified with them.
During their first flogging, I felt like the blows they were given to them reached me too and my panties were completely soaked.
Having removed them, I was even going to get my pussy licked by Fat slave girl and then welcomed in me the sex of Amosad.
I enjoyed it.
In the evening, I met Piraland and followed him,
I grazed the orgasm when I heard the enjoyment of Messaline and Judith.
All these people who were going to die on the cross the next day obsessed me and when I made love intensely with Piraland seeing far away under the stars the stakes planted, I understood that one of them was for me and that I could not escape it.
The next morning, I found the headmistress and asked her to be crucified with the others!
She advised me to think again for an hour or two but I already knew that my decision was made and that nothing would make me change my mind.
My cross, I had it in mind,
I wanted to be humiliated, flogged, beaten and nailed naked on my cross in front of who would want to see me exposed, suffering and dying .
I went to the bar of the hotel, asked for a maximum dose of drugs, swallowed it directly and went running to see the headmistress who sent me to the "barracks" to be prepared .
The arrival of Piraland did me good and when he told me that I had convinced him to die on a cross near me, I felt an infinite happiness!
We will be two, together to support each other in the fulfillment of our fantasy, to the end, until death.
At that time I felt a very intense desire to make love, to be taken voluntarily before certainly suffering a rape or more.
My loincloth was soaked and when Piraland pushed it away and penetrated me, I could not hold back the demented orgasm I experienced.
The flogging that followed obviously made me suffer but also motivated me even more, I took an intense pleasure.
Then, the patibullum, my anal rape and this hellish rise to our crosses.
Now, I feel good, I suffer but I love this suffering.
I feel very tired, exhausted and also very excited.
The small winks that we exchange Piraland and I gives us courage and strength to achieve our daydream!
My cross, waits for me.