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Nicole

Good God, what a spectacle the two Swedes offered was beautiful and what enjoyment Birgitt seemed to experience!

How she made me want!

Each time the whip's straps lashed his back, I felt in myself like a shock, as if it was me who was being flogged!
Then this brutal penetration, this hard and erect cock that entered her before resorting then diving again!
How strong her enjoyment must have been!

- Why did you do this at the foot of the cross of Monica who unfortunately could not benefit from your contact?
Me, I am alive and would have appreciated feeling your pleasure rise and perhaps through you to experience an additional orgasm!

- It was a gift from me to Monica, first victim of the crosses, in a way an autographed orgasm!

- Okay, but I don't think she could have felt anything!
She is dead, peace to her soul, but think of the living! you know very well that I'm dying to receive the blows that Bjorn has reserved for you!

- I know, but I am not nailed to a cross and have all the rights, to be whipped, fucked, everything!
You are crucified and you depend on the good will of Christina!
When she'll gives the green light, do not worry, we will not forget you, your flogging will be very strong and we will choose your "hooks" who will be the longest, the sharpest so that you can suffer as much as possible!

- I hope so because I want to experience pain different from that of the crucifixion that I am currently experiencing.
They are there, nagging, permanent but too regular to allow them to transform the pain into enjoyment.

It has become a dialogue of the deaf, they will do nothing without having the authorization of this fucking Christina!
I preferred her not crucified and more sadistic but, now, I suppose that she spares herself and realizes that all the tortures imposed on the crucified would also be applied to her.
They have an immense chance, my companions of the cross, that it is not me who decides because I am not afraid of suffering,
I like that and they would not be as calm!
Their tanning session would be much more lively and the relative calm that currently reigns here would be replaced by cries of pain, of real suffering.

Finally, I have to be patient and wait until "Madame Christina" begins to get bored to be able to benefit from a harder, more cruel diet.
Just thinking about it, I get wet!
Anyway, I'm always wet and hope to squirt, that my pains open the valves of my enjoyment, that my inexhaustible fountain spurts my cum.

I don't want to die dissatisfied, I, like Monica, want to die of pleasure but in pain.
 
How time flies slowly when one is, like me, nailed naked on a cross to await death in permanent suffering!

My breathing becomes more and more complicated and each beat of my heart could well be the last!
There is not a part of my body that does not make me suffer.
Crucifixion is the slowest and cruelest torture that exists.
Not everyone is fortunate enough that Monica has died quickly and put an end to this abominable and painful ordeal.

I do not know what is going on in the minds of my companions on the cross but, since I was crucified, I have already replayed myself the film of my life several times!

Now that Monica is dead, all the moments, good or bad, spent with her come back to me constantly.
These memories allow me to better endure the pains that my cross imposes on me and will surely accompany me until my last moments.

How are the others crucified?
Beyond FSG, I do not know what their reactions are and how they live their ordeal.

The four women closest to me seem, in any case, to appreciate the way in which the realization of their fantasies is going on!

Roberta and FSG, these two women-made rocks, are always defying the crowd and manage to hide from everyone the real pain they are having and that they have chosen. I think they would have considered their life incomplete if they had not finished it on their cross!

Kathy, my wonderful neighbor, seems to be the happiest in the plight of hers!
She seems to love and enjoy every moment spent on her cross!
Each orgasm she experiences makes her even more beautiful and makes me want to fight, to stay alive as long as possible so that I can admire her, eat her with my gaze, and enjoy her.

On the other side, after Monica, there is another force of nature, Nicole!
She waits to be able to suffer as intensely as possible in order to fuel repeated orgasms!
For her, these famous orgasms of suffering are her only reason for living and she chose the cross to achieve them.
She looks a little disappointed at the moment but, infinite masochistic patience, the pains will only increase and will eventually fill you.

The last one I can see is Christina!
It is difficult to identify!
Her dance on the cross is very attractive and, between each breath, I see her inspect all her victims.
Does she have a heart of stone or is it a role that she interprets?
Anyway, now her destiny is mapped out and she will die with us, irretrievably!
Meanwhile, she remains the mistress of the game and all await her decisions for the rest of the program.

All these naked women exposed so close to me give me pornographic desires and my hard and erect cock makes me feel bad.
As I feel my balls recharged thanks to my drugs, I hope that a nice spectator will come quickly to caress me so that I can give her a gift of powerful jets of my semen.
I had my doubts, but now I feel inexhaustible and ready to satisfy anyone who wants it.
 
My friends, I have been busy with my real life and unable to visit the forum and follow our crucifixion for weeks.
It will probably take me still a couple of weeks until I catch up with your posts and finish the next part.
Please be patient and once again excuse me.
The part I am writing is the placing of the cornus and after that, we will receive a very hard whipping.
I hope it will match what you have written.
Thank you again and write to me if you think I should change something.

THANKS EVERYBODY!!!!!!!!!!!!
 
Inspired by me , written by piraland


I believe that I have just reached a new level in my crucifixion!

The pain from the nails in my wrists and feet has increased very strongly!
I must say that since I was crucified, I have not stopped forcing my limbs to get to breathe properly.
Because of the muscle cramps, I spared myself as much as possible but I have the impression that the many orgasms that I experienced on my cross made me make disordered movements which only accentuated the pressures on my attachment points.
I would now like not to move but, in spite of myself, I continue to dance on my cross always in search of the impossible and not found pleasant position.
In addition, the effect of the drugs that I was made to absorb may be decreasing and I would then be experiencing the beginning of the real pain of my torment.
This pain is permanent and increases from minute to minute!
I believe that finally my crucifixion gets carried away and really torments me.

Whether I turn my head to the left or to the right, my neighbors seem to know the same problems as me!

Roberta, although much more resistant than me, seems to bear less and less the pains she seeks to hide from the crowd!
She wants to remain stoic but will she be able to do that for a long time?
Her cross holds her firmly and will not let go of her while inflicting increasingly unbearable pain.

Pira, on the other hand, also no longer seems to support his situation pleasantly, which is however the one he wanted with me. Although his cock is still erect, I wonder if he would be happy if someone came to pet him and bring him a traitorous relief that would leave him a little worse in his position.

In short, our crosses are definitely taking over from us in the losing battle we are waging!
No reverse is possible!
We must endure our ordeal until the end, until death.

My fantasy will continue and my suffering will only increase!

Despite this, I do not regret my decision to have opted for this end of life and I intend to enjoy it as much as possible!
If each time after having an orgasm I suffer a little more and shorten the little time of life that I have left, I will feel happy and wait impatiently for the next one.

I want to enjoy constantly, go through orgasms like no other, I want to die of pleasure.
 
Inspired by me , written by piraland


I believe that I have just reached a new level in my crucifixion!

The pain from the nails in my wrists and feet has increased very strongly!
I must say that since I was crucified, I have not stopped forcing my limbs to get to breathe properly.
Because of the muscle cramps, I spared myself as much as possible but I have the impression that the many orgasms that I experienced on my cross made me make disordered movements which only accentuated the pressures on my attachment points.
I would now like not to move but, in spite of myself, I continue to dance on my cross always in search of the impossible and not found pleasant position.
In addition, the effect of the drugs that I was made to absorb may be decreasing and I would then be experiencing the beginning of the real pain of my torment.
This pain is permanent and increases from minute to minute!
I believe that finally my crucifixion gets carried away and really torments me.

Whether I turn my head to the left or to the right, my neighbors seem to know the same problems as me!

Roberta, although much more resistant than me, seems to bear less and less the pains she seeks to hide from the crowd!
She wants to remain stoic but will she be able to do that for a long time?
Her cross holds her firmly and will not let go of her while inflicting increasingly unbearable pain.

Pira, on the other hand, also no longer seems to support his situation pleasantly, which is however the one he wanted with me. Although his cock is still erect, I wonder if he would be happy if someone came to pet him and bring him a traitorous relief that would leave him a little worse in his position.

In short, our crosses are definitely taking over from us in the losing battle we are waging!
No reverse is possible!
We must endure our ordeal until the end, until death.

My fantasy will continue and my suffering will only increase!

Despite this, I do not regret my decision to have opted for this end of life and I intend to enjoy it as much as possible!
If each time after having an orgasm I suffer a little more and shorten the little time of life that I have left, I will feel happy and wait impatiently for the next one.

I want to enjoy constantly, go through orgasms like no other, I want to die of pleasure.

yes...cum hard Kathy...cum over and over....keep that eager pussy and lustful asshole soaking as you dance....
 
Birgitt

Since Bjorn realized that I am really very attracted to being crucified, he never leaves me!
He even went so far as to take back from me the reserve of cachet that Monica had entrusted to me for fear that I would take it and that then, anyway condemned to more or less long term, I manage to get a go simple for death via the essential stay, nailed naked on a cross.

Crosses, there are no more available and it only remains for me to admire the magnificent victims and help them live their best last hours.
I am very sad to see that the majority of the crucified people are starting to run out because I would like the spectacle they give to continue for a very long time.
Alas, the crosses are so made that, even if they love the women and men who get nailed to them, they always end up killing them.

I am in front of Kathy who seems to bear less of her crucified state than just now!

- How do you feel ?

- Sincerely, she replies, I feel my strength diminishing and my pain that keeps growing!
My whole body makes me suffer horribly and I find it increasingly difficult to breathe!

- I would love to be in your place, I realized that it was really what I wanted most in the world!
But, can I do something for you?

- I know that every time I enjoy, I get a little closer to my end but I really want to!
I have this permanent desire to feel myself crossed by orgasms and, in spite of the suffering which I will feel afterwards, I want to experience as much as possible!
Despite myself, my pussy does not stop wetting and my clitoris is waiting for the caress!

I slide my hand between Kathy's legs and see that indeed she did not lie to me!
Her pussy is hot and terribly wet and her clitoris is waiting for my tongue to serve as a detonator for her enjoyment. I do not languish and take it between my lips which makes her arch despite her pains and cramps.

It doesn't take long for Kathy to start purring and enjoying as if her life depended on it.
I am lovingly collecting the cum that she produces and rejoicing in the pleasure that I lavish on it.

- It's very good, she tells me! You are really an expert but, believe me, despite the enjoyment that you have just given me, I would prefer a good big cock that would come to ejaculate in me.

I understand it because I, too, really appreciate being penetrated after a tongue made me come!

Bjorn, who follows me like my shadow, also likes that I give pleasure to all these people that we admire and drag me to Roberta and FSG who have not left my eyes while I was taking care of Kathy!

They, the monuments, the rocks, the ones that defy the pain, also seem to be exhausted little by little on their cross!
They no longer seem so sure of themselves and, like all crucified ones, realize that their torture becomes less and less bearable!
To be crucified naked in front of everyone was a dream for them but there is not far between the dream and the nightmare and theirs is destroying them little by little.
To relieve them a little, there is only sex and Bjorn and I begin to try to make them forget their ordeal a little.
Very soon, Bjorn and I were right in their pride and do our best to satisfy them.
I think they appreciate the treatment we are giving them.
If death awaits them, sex makes them very happy.

I do not know how the other crucified are going, but, on this side of the row of crosses, we are trying to make their suffering become pleasant and bearable!

In spite of the visible pain of each of the crucified ones which does not stop increasing, I feel more and more in me the desire to join them!
Give me a cross, crucify me, I want to suffer and, moreover, make me enjoy, I ask only that!
 
This is the next part at last. I know it took me a long time and perhaps you are already tired of the story. But if you enjoyed the thread in the past, I would ask you to write something about how are you feeling now. Impaled, perhaps still excited when, like me you look at the naked body of the men and women nailed with you.

The whipping is following. I plan for one (two for the not previously scourged) person flogging us hard our whole body. Specially on the “interesting parts”. So if you want to describe your whipping too, it would be perfect.
 
Previously, in Part XVI

In the meantime Messa and Judith has been closely observed by a couple of young lesbians.
They talk to the crucified Frenchs in a low voice while they engage in an very intense sexual intercourse.
But before reaching her climax they stop and seeing what is happening in the crosses of Barb and Eulalia, they talk to Mistress Monique and Ama Charo and offer their attentions to the crucified lesbian couple. Very soon they take the two French beauties to the summit of pleasures with their mouths deeply pressed on their chic cunts.

-Listen everybody it’s time to give us condemned our cornus! – the Headmistress orders from her cross – Once we are settle on them we will need a good whipping too! We are here to suffer and die! - she finishes triggering a rush of new activity from the assistants.


PART XVII

Even imparted while she is being put to death, nailed naked on her cross in total shame, the Headmistress’s orders still carry a lot of authority.

Somehow, she is even more respected now, in her final humiliation.

So, the cornus are immediately produced and distributed, each one to the proper cross.

As a part of the procedure, planned well in advance as everything else in the event, ladders are put by the crosses and every condemned is given water and an extra dose of the drug, unless they refuse it.

Each cross had been previously prepared for the particular cornu requested by its occupant; orifices at the right height and the proper fixations.


In a few minutes all the cornus are in place attached to the long poles of the crosses and the assistants proceed to thoroughly lubricate the shafts. The crucificands could now feel the point of the phallic sediles pressing the base of their backs and pushing out their bodies.


Carlos finds the position even more uncomfortable than the previous one and his breathing almost impossible.

He realized that he will have to climb, pushing painfully on his feet, and get impaled in his cornu if he wants some relief. Even at the price of a different pain. Besides he feels this new humiliation as a part of his accepted sentence and execution.

Susan is still at the base of his cross and confirms his conclusions.


-Carlos, the sooner you get that horn up into your ass, the better. You will breathe more easily and your arms will get some rest. Come on, start pushing! If not, we will have to “encourage” you with the whips…a little sooner, because you are all going to be flogged anyway! -Susan says smiling up to him.

The water and the drug have given new strength to the men and women dying on their crosses and they are able to climb, pushing up in order to put their crotches over the cornu´s tips.

The process is slow and, in some cases, takes several tries but in the end, each one of the 17 remaining living condemned raises high enough to start to get the devices inside their bodies. A couple of them even need some assistance in order to get the proper orifice aligned with the hard and polished wood of the shafts.

Carlos tries to descend slowly on his cornu, but the pain in his feet and the cramps in his arms doesn’t allow it and soon he is shouting out of surprise and pain, getting deeply impaled, he feels it’s point incredibly deep inside him and thinks that it’s probably breaking things inside his body.

Not that it matters really, the idea is that it will help and speed up the process of killing him!

But he notices that he hasn’t taken it all as he, somehow, feels it should be.

So, he wriggles his hips until the shaft fully penetrates him and he can again feel the roughness of his cross against his buttocks.

One more time he is cooperating in his own execution- he reflects- and following the path of his total debasement and degradation to the end.

The invasion is painful and humiliating, but welcome in his twisted way of thinking. Shame, pain and arousal once again


Now he is fixed, made one with his cross, not only by the three nails but by the cornu too.

On the other hand, he immediately notices that his breathing is much easier with his body supported now by the impaling shaft. He takes several deep breathes filling totally his lungs for the first time since his cross was raised.

With his body adjusting to his new position and different pains, he looks around again from his cross.

Susan is observing him with sympathy, amazement and even a little of love.


-Wow! That was hot Carlos! As I said, I will take care of your whipping if you don’t mind.


Carlos looks down at her.

-Of course Susan. I will be honored to and I hope you enjoy it!

Susan attentions bring back to him memories of the exciting experience of his Via Crucis. She was with Monica then,

“…We find terribly exciting the fact that we are being taken to be crucified. Still without the excruciating pain of the crucifixion itself…and the probable regrets!

-Carlos. I promise to give you a hand job when you are crucified. You are going to look very sexy nailed! - I hear some woman shouting to me from the road side.

I look and it´s Susan with Monica; the attractive ladies that paid so many attentions to me while I was exhibited at the stake yesterday. It seems to me like that was years ago! And I am not sure how to feel hearing that!

-You are my favorite. I am counting on you to dance well for us on your cross! - She continues as they start walking along with me.

-Thank you Mistress, I`ll do my best – I answer trying to straighten a little.

The fact that they are enjoying my body and my torture makes my cock’s throbbing and my desire of cross more intense…” (see post #532)


The Via Crucis has been filled with anticipation and was a very exciting moment of this process...of this madness.

He was being taken to be crucified and the pain, very light compared with what he was feeling now, the full torture of crucifixion.

Yes, the pain is immensely bigger, but bigger also was the sensation of fulfillment, because he had done it. He had gone all the way. He is dying naked for the pleasure of others.

Now Susan in front of his cross enjoying his suffering, and Monica has already died nailed on her own cross!


-Am I pleasing you as you expected? - Carlos asks her.

-Absolutely Carlos. You can be sure that you and your companions are exceeding all our expectations! - She answers while approaching to him and caressing his hip very close to his sex.


Obviously she is still aroused by his crucifixion. She is not the only one. Several men and women are observing him closely from the ground and they are excited too.

They are naked or almost naked. One couple and a trio are lying on mats and making love using him and his torture as their sexual object.

Carlos immediately feels the familiar and weird sensations returning to him. His own arousal rises at the same time than his erection.

He looks at the other crosses.


To his right he sees that Martha, the ex-CEO and Loxuru’s recent wife, has received the cornu in her bum (I transcribe in italics the member´s own words).

Messa and Judith by their pussies, of course. They requested this because, “it's by this way that we are guilty ...”


At his left Barb, the attractive American is finally impaled with a Cornu stuck up her pussy.

Next Eulalia has gotten a sedile with a vaginal spike, so she can only rest on it if she allows the spike to penetrate her.

The next gorgeous lady is Gabriella. The Italian beauty has her cornu inserted in her pussy, but she has the intention of getting it in her ass later.

FSG requested a double cornu (in both holes would be fantastic!) so she is now impaled both by her bum and pussy.

Roberta would like it in her vagina and she got a big one stretching her cunt

Kathy had now a cornu in her bum.

Nicole had asked for a particularly long and rough double horn because she, an extreme masochist, wanted to suffer as much as possible and to feel new sensations.

She was probably suffering an incredible pain from the insertion of both big shafts.

The dying gentlemen, of course, have received the cornus up her asses.

Carlos realizes that, like him, his sisters and brothers in the cross have recovered part of their strength.

I adition to the combination of the water and the new dose of the drug, the support of the cornus have made their breathing much easier and removed strain from their muscles since they don’t have to push up to get air nor have their whole weight on their wrists.

Of course the pain will soon be in other parts of their bodies, but meanwhile they are getting back some of the arousal and kinky feelings that got them nailed to their crosses.

Gabriella, for instance, is looking incredibly sexy, still nailed on her cross but now penetrated by her cornu; her naked and gorgeous body glistening in the late afternoon Sun is incredibly sexy and gathers a good group of onlookers.

One of them, an attractive naked gentleman sporting a big erection, is watching her with awe at the base of her cross.

The Italian rides her shaft up and down and after some moans he asks her:

-Does excites you to be observed and lusted for, while you are crucified?

-I think that the agony of a crucifixion is too much for anything else. And, anyhow, - she tells him - I am here up the cross for your pleasure, not mine. But, in this specific circumstance, I guess that the drug you have given me could lessen the pain: Maybe, if you give me more of the drug, I could appreciate the lust of the audience on my naked body, and get pleasure from being watched while I am tortured to death. (also Gabriella´s words).

Carlos is once again surprised by the attitude of his sisters and brothers crucified, the highly sexual atmosphere and the intense and the tragic beauty of the mass crucifixion.

They were dying for the pleasure of the public; somehow happy to exhibit their nakedness and humiliation to the mob.

He thought that he had passed the point of questioning himself on his sanity yesterday when he accepted to be crucified and gave himself away to the Headmistress.

But precisely looking now at her, nailed on her cross, naked and with a cornu up her cunt, he asks himself once again how he could be so twisted and sick.

He maintained his gaze on Cristina and she makes eye contact and offers him a pained but beautiful smile.

She is dying, tortured in shame, - Carlos reflects - and she looks still gorgeous and incredibly elegant!

Once again he has the sensation that he is in the right place, that everything is all right and that he is very fortunate to have been able to live his greatest and darkest fantasy…even at the cost of his life.

We all have to die, and doing it in this unique occasion, in this company, have been probably a wise choice in the end. – He tells himself feeling his nails, his cornu, the eyes of the public and the breeze on his naked skin.-

-What are you waiting for Pete? Order a hard whipping for us. And for me and those who didn´t got the previous scourging sessions, order a flogging by two persons and for a longer time. Now please! – orders the Headmistress…
 
Finally, I succeeded at the cost of superhuman efforts to bring this horned person into me!

Automatically after, my crucifixion changed!
My breathing became smoother and I felt some relief in my arms and legs.
But it was difficult, I thought I would never do it!

For a long time already, my limbs stiff and cramped with cramps no longer allowed me to stand on my cross to get a maximum of fresh air into my lungs and there, I had to rise even higher in order to reach the top of this hooker and impale me!
My first attempts were as many failures, either I was not up to it or I could not find the entrance to my anus by letting me go down.
Each try exhausted me more and more and I started to despair but my instinct of conservation was the strongest and finally, this foreign body ends up finding the entry of my body.
Then, keep my weight in order to slow down this very painful penetration.

But now, that's it !
I got there and feel some comfort in knowing how to breathe almost normally and in saving my members from having to support the full weight of my body.

They gave us back a drink and a new dose of my drug and now that my ass got used to his pervasive dildo, I feel better, ready to undergo my ordeal more easily, ready to prolong the spectacle of my suffering and my death on the cross.

I also experience new sensations because, at the slightest of my movements, this foreign body stimulates my prostate and sends small flashes in my sex in perpetual erection and in my balls.
I must say that, in spite of my suffering which remained present, it is a very pleasant sensation and I feel that I will ejaculate again soon !
I will not be able to restrain myself.

Kathy also seems to feel better on her cross since she managed to hoist herself on her horn which, like me, penetrates her anus!
She just gave me a smile of relief.

On the other side, Nicole must have had a lot of difficulty positioning herself on her two horns which fit into her vagina and anus and which looked much longer and sharper than ours and which had to tear her apart. inside and impose on her the pains she was looking for.

We only have to wait now for the promised flogging and, Nicole, Kathy and I as well as Christina who are the last to arrive and not having suffered the same number of punishments as the others, we must expect that it will be very severe, very strong, very painful.

It is our fate and we chose it and, personally, I have no regrets.
 
Written by Piraland!

I wanted to hide it from everyone but I felt really bad!
I really felt like it was over, that I was going to die, I couldn't breathe anymore and I felt my heart pounding in my chest!
Fortunately they arrived with this hooked guy who is now well anchored in my ass and who allowed me to finally be able to catch my breath.
My arms and legs seem to relax since the whole weight of my body no longer rests on them.

I feel better now and this hooker who penetrates me gives me more very pleasant sensations!
I must say that I always appreciated being invaded to the bottom of me!
When my lovers buggered me during our intercourse, I always had phenomenal orgasms not to mention the double penetrations that have always driven me crazy!
I admit that I have always experienced great pleasure caused by anal penetration.

Here, obviously, it is not as pleasant as a good hard cock, very hard and, moreover, this hooked will not ejaculate in me but, despite everything, it is very good and my pussy is more available to receive supported caresses.
Besides, I feel it wet and impatiently await whoever wants to take advantage of it.

I become daring and a bit vulgar but my desire to enjoy is always so present that I would do anything to attract anyone to lead me to seventh heaven.

I am aware that before long, I will be whipped and I believe that this will only strengthen my contentment with being there, nailed!
I believe that this pain, I want it and I have the impression that I will enjoy it because the pain that I will experience at that time will be totally different from those of my crucifixion and my fantasy would not be completely realized without this suffering.

My neighbors also seem to be recovering well and are probably like me more able to live after their ordeal more calmly, to better live their ordeal.
I believe that the water that we were given to drink and the extra pills that we were made to take gave everyone a certain morale!

Pira smiles at me while still having this erection that does not leave him and Nicole looks happy because she knows that she will have to tackle a new flogging that she is impatiently waiting for.
The two steadfast FSG and Roberta look really good and, despite that they have not let anything appear, I am convinced that their crucifixion was starting to get difficult and that they are happy to be able to let their members rest and relax a little .

I was very bad but, now, I am more and more happy to offer my naked body to my cross and to the spectators eager to see me suffer and die and also enjoy!
I see besides that Birgitt and Bjorn are not far!
I hope they will come and take care of me.
 
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Nicole with the help of Piranda

Finally, my situation on my cross has changed!

I received what I asked for, these two "hooks" my faith very impressive on which I was happy to impale myself.

I admit that it was not very convenient because before I got them to penetrate me, I had to fight with my ankylosed members who refused to raise me high enough for the tips of these cruel dildos manage to penetrate into my natural orifices.

My will won the same anyway and, after having injured myself several times, I am now well invaded by these "hookers" who penetrate very deeply into me destroying me inside by cruelly wounding me but also giving me new pains which could bring me soon to a certain enjoyment.

I feel a liquid between my thighs that I imagine to be a mixture of blood and love juice.

I now impatiently await the cruel flogging promised and I sincerely hope that the combined sufferings of my crucifixion, this bloody penetration and the lashes will turn into a series of intense and successive orgasms.

I close my eyes and I imagine the leather straps of the whip that scratch my skin on my stomach and breasts as well as my clitoris and trigger in me a huge production of endorphin and cause the arrival of great pleasure!
I contort myself by trying that the dildo that penetrates my vagina touches my clitoris, I try to tighten the thighs as much as possible so that my little button is tightened as much as possible and then I feel a heat wave pass through my whole body. I feel that I am leaving, I jute, I enjoy, a delicious orgasm shakes me from head to toe.

How good it is, this divine moment where pleasure supplants pain and transforms it into enjoyment.
It is really the instant I or the pleasure with a big P wins me which is for me the most beautiful moment that I have never stopped looking for.

My orgasm passed, I reflect on my situation on the cross and tell myself that if I can already enjoy just thinking about what will happen to me, my real torture will surely make me reach new heights.

Now, I appreciate more and more this crucifixion which annoyed me a little and these pains which will go without crescendo ceaseless and which let me augur of divine moments which will correspond better to my character of extreme masochist and which will make my death a prestigious party, which will give me the cruel death that I have always wanted, I always dreamed of .
 
(Birgitt)

The guards have now installed the "crochus" and all the crucified have managed, for some with enormous difficulties, to impale themselves on it and thus benefit from a well-deserved break for their limbs as well as to make their breathing more fluid .

Each, according to his character and personality chose the kind of "hooked" he desired!
Its length, its size as well as, for women the opening they wanted penetrated and even, for some, both .

This is the case of Nicole whose vagina and anus are invested with very impressive dildos, thick, long and very sharp. It was her will, for her, the important thing is to suffer as much as possible and, shortly after these machines are well installed in her, the suffering experienced turns into pleasure and allows her to obtain noisy and intense orgasms .
I have the impression that she has already achieved a first goal because she soon enjoys .

Pira, on the other hand, seems to be reborn!
He seemed to be very unwell with his situation, which was becoming perilous on his cross because of enormous breathing difficulties.
Her sex is always trained and I can't help but stroke his balls while taking the tip of his cock in my mouth while starting to masturbate him.
I directly feel his tail stiffen even more and I see his belly contracting and, simultaneously, I receive the gift of powerful jets of sperm in the back of my throat.
His smile is representative of the pleasure he has just experienced.
Honestly, I do not know how much longer he will stand up to his cross but he has totally returned to him and is ready to face valiantly the continuation of his ordeal .

While I was taking care of Pira, I see that Bjorn has approached the beautiful Kathy and speaks to her:

- Does this "hooked" do you good?

- Of course, she replies !
I was actually starting to suffocate and I felt myself dying, slowly but surely.

- I am happy for you of this improvement of your situation, but is the penetration of this object not very painful?

- Although at first I felt like I was going to be completely torn, my anus adapted and this intrusion quickly turned into fun.

I then see Bjorn delicately groping the contours of Kathy's ass enlarged entrance with his hand!
It seems to please her and, while continuing his caress, he inserts a finger into her hot and moist vagina.
Kathy then starts purring and, when Bjorn's thumb starts massaging her clitoris, she can't hold back a long, noisy cry of enjoyment.

Decidedly, the crucifixion of these women and men has changed!
They seem to have regained the great shape, happier to be able to continue more serenely their tormen, their fantasy!
One could speak of a certain rebirth although, in a short time, they will still be whipped cruelly .

I still have in me this terrible desire to share their fate, their pain, their imminent death.

Why is there no longer a cross for me?
 
(Bjorn)

I believe that we are here Birgitt and I to relieve as best as we can these people who suffer on their cross!

After Birgitt took care of Pira very gently and I made Kathy come, we arrive at the feet of the crosses of Roberta and FSG, true monuments among all these people who seem to be better since they could benefit from their "horned".

I approach Roberta who seems to be recovering well anchored on her cross with an impressive "horned" which greatly widens the entrance to her pussy!

- How you always seem to be as comfortable on your cross!

- Indeed, it does not go too bad but I am still very happy to be able to rest my arms and my legs a little!

- So this foreign body that fills your pussy does you much good?

- Yes, and it is as I had asked, very large and very long to allow me to feel it well in me!
But I think I will soon change the orifice and make it penetrate very deep into my ass!

By the fact that this dildo deforms her pussy quite well, her clitoris is out of her little hiding place and points to me as if he wanted me to care!
I also do not hesitate and takes it between my lips while caressing it with an agile tongue.
Roberta's reaction is immediate, she arches and starts dancing on her attachment point as if it were a very hard cock.
She moans of pleasure and quickly lets herself be carried away by the wave of pleasure that crosses her from head to toe.
She is now screaming, begging me not to stop biting her clitoris.
She is no longer here now and must have taken off because her orgasm must give her wings.
Alas! Everything has an end and she falls back into the reality of her crucifixion, thanking me for the pleasant torture that I have just subjected her to.

FSG meanwhile has chosen to be penetrated by a double "horned" and also looks very happy with its situation.
It is with a smile on her lips that she sees Birgitt moving towards her.

- Do you still feel so comfortable on your cross? Birgitt asks her!

- Oh yes ! It was a dream !
Being able to be exposed naked on this cross is for me the culmination of my life as a masochistic exhibitionist,
I am so happy to be there and my death which will come does not frighten me in the least because it is the one that I wanted !

- I am very happy for you and can tell you without lying that you are beautiful on your cross!

- Thanks for the compliment !
In fact, I feel well penetrated in front and behind by these foreign bodies that really fill me up.
The only problem, in my position, is that I can not accompany this penetration by a delicious masturbation of my clitoris which would make me enjoy intensely!

The invitation is therefore launched and, as soon as Birgitt's hand has touched her sensitive little button, she closes her eyes and takes full advantage of the caress!
She then approaches her mouth and her tongue then begins to stimulate her clitoris which is the trigger for extreme happiness that runs through her.
Her body is shaken by jolts and all her muscles are contracted.
She does not stop sucking, chewing and, despite the dildo that fills her pussy, she feels her pleasure run down her chin.
I see that with her lower lip she tries to collect as much of her abundant love juice as possible, it's exquisite for Birgitt who loves it and I believe it is also for FSG.
When she feels that her first orgasm is calming, she does not let her catch her breath and intensifies her caresses even more which has the gift of making her come again maybe even more intensely than the first time.

I imagine that this is what Birgitt thought while making FSG enjoy,
I am even very afraid that this tremendous enjoyment that she has just provoked even more reinforces her desire to end up crucified.

We left with regrets Roberta and FSG lost in their thoughts because another pleasure now awaits these two masochists, Christina has just ordered that the flogging of the crucified begins!
We personally have to take care of three of them and, as the last ones arrived, the job will be very hard.
 
Suddenly, there is new activity. The Headmistress has ordered to distribute the cornus.

The assistants move to the crosses with ladders.

A cornu is attached to the pole of my and Martha’s cross. I have to move away from my patibulum, in order to make place for it. That movement is not without pain and difficulty. One assistant gives me a help and pushes my waist out of the way. As the upward pointing shaft has been attached and lubricated, I get some water, and a new load of pills. I eagerly and thankfully accept them, in order to keep strength!

I am positioned against the pole again, and then, the assistant retrieves the ladder. I cannot move back any more, since that horn is now pressing against my buttocks. It is a position even more difficult to hold than before, particularly because of the forced curving of my body, against a pointing object.

Martha has the same problem, apparently. Her curved body looks very sexy, but I have little opportunity to enjoy it. The cornu urges me to take action!

“Pull yourself up!” she says.

Pulling up! Of course! That’s what it is intended for! The spectators will get another good show, by watching our efforts to raise ourselves over the cornu! Exciting show, how desperate a crucified is, to get rid of that increasing annoyance caused by that horn, and to search meanwhile a prospect of relative relieve, by doing the effort to pull up. Knowing that it will end up in another higher level of humiliation situation : having ourselves raped by our cross!

“Come! Let’s do it! Together!” Martha continues.

I raise myself up! I take a deep breath, then I continue! I have the impression I even have to climb higher than before, when I had to raise to search for air. Is it an impression, that it is more difficult, because of my curved hanging position?

The higher I push up, the more effort I need! I push on the limit of pain on the nails through my ankles! I pull on the nails through my wrists, beyond my strenghth! To do more, I need grip of my hands, but such is impossible! I feel that horn below me, but I am not yet standing high enough. I desperately try to climb over it, but I can’t. I am forced to relax my arms, only to feel the point starting to stab into my upper thigh! Desperately, in a sudden fear to get impaled, I use all my force to curb forward. With a painful jolt, I drop back, while the point scratches along my lower back!

Onlookers enjoy my failure! I did not succeed in what the women on both sides of me achieved! Also Martha is sitting now on her cornu, recovering from the effort! The onlookers taunt me:

“Come on!? Are you afraid of your wooden lover!?”

“Move your lazy bum, pig!”

“Up on it! You’ll love it!”

I try again! Fortunately, the water I drunk and the drugs have given me some new strength for another attempt!

It is again a, painful, sustaining effort, before my buttocks have cleared the sharp horn, and I can feel it fully between my inner thighs. Then, another effort, to descend carefully, not to fast, trying to position me over it, right there where it should penetrate me, and not trying to drop myself on it violently!

Under the ironic encouragements of the onlookers (“Hup! Hup! Hup!...”), my second attempt is successful. Again over the edge of pain and power, hovering with my buttocks over the horn, in a harsh effort, I use the pricks of the upward point to guide the orifice in my bum to its destination. Then, I lower myself again.

I feel it coming in! I descend, deeper and deeper. To my surprise, I can go much lower than I expected. My anus gets forced open beyond comfort. I think again at the rape I had been subjected to, some two hours ago. Well, this feels like being raped by an elephant! My biggest worry is, that it will go so deep into me, that it will rip open my bowels, and that I will get really impaled. Finally, I feel resistance under my buttocks, and I can sit on it. Meanwhile, it’s pressure inside me, forces urine out of my bladder. Another moment of fun for the onlookers!

My limbs are trembling, my heart pounds wildly, I am sweating profusely, all from the effort. The cornu has hooked me to the cross with an additional nail. Although it is absolutely no comfortable seat, but a painfully hard and intruding one, I enjoy relief in my arms, in my breathing, and curiously, also excitement, both by the thought of such humiliation, as by the stimulation behind my genitals.

The invasion is painful and humiliating, but welcome in our twisted way of thinking. Shame, pain and arousal once again go together. I watch other condemned doing the same effort. But at the end, there is a strange atmosphere among the condemned : all clearly experience the same feeling as me : physical relief, humiliation, pain and excitement. A thrilling sensation to experience this realization of a dark fantasy together!

Martha has started wiggling with her hips on the cornu. She encourages me to do the same. I feel a little bit reluctant, fearing that the sharp point would cause damage. But on her instigation, I follow her example, first carefully, then, like her I search the limits between arousal and pain.

Not bothering the onlookers and their comments! This is our crucifixion, after all!?
 
It really seems to me that we hear a lot less screams of pain since we were all installed on our "hooked"!

There is no denying, this "hooked" well pressed into my ass really does me a lot of good!
The pain of the penetration of this object in me at first seemed very hard and painful but once my anus accustomed to this intrusion, I could enjoy a well being that I did not think possible in my situation .
The muscles in my arms and legs seem to relax a bit and my breathing has improved significantly!
It is really as if a new crucifixion is beginning, as if I was being subjected to a much more bearable torture.
Of course, the pains in my wrists and my feet are still present but they seem really harmless compared to those I experienced before I could rely on this invader.

I believe that this must be the case for all my companions!
The ones I can see seem to bear their ordeal much better.
I do not think it could have prolonged the life of Monica whose heart, in my opinion, dropped, but it would have allowed her to enjoy a final penetration, she who loved to feel invaded.

A very pretty and naked young woman like most spectators approaches me!

With one hand, she caresses her chest while the fingers of her other hand move between her thighs.
She seems to be attracted to my cock still erect and asks me:

- I can't understand how it is that in your situation, your cock is always erect as well as the number of times that I saw you ejaculate?

- Honestly, I don't understand either, I answer him, the drugs that I took are of course for something but there is also the fact of being exposed naked, to undergo my extreme fantasy and to have the lucky to have around me such pretty women who seem to me even more beautiful in their suffering.

- I understand, I find you all very beautiful and if, first of all, I came here to see you suffer and die, my sadistic ideas of departure have changed a lot and now it's admiration and a strong excitement that you make me experience!

- I suspect that the spectacle that I and my companions of the cross are offering you must be magnificent and my greatest regret is that I cannot really contemplate it.

- You excite me to the highest point! Would you mind if I touch you?

- I am here for your pleasure and you can make me what you wish, it is even a very great pleasure to know that such a young and pretty woman is interested in me!

While continuing to activate between her thighs, she joined the gesture to the word and her other hand grabbed my balls and began to knead it very tenderly!
She now attacks my cock and begins to masturbate very gently.
I have the impression that my erection is still increasing and that it won't take long for me to squirt on her, but, feeling that I am about to ejaculate, she stops her caress and says to me:

- It seems to really please you and I want to prolong this moment of pleasure as much as possible!
I will take you in my mouth without moving, limiting my caress to a few licks and when I feel close to get to enjoy, I will then accentuate my sucking so that we enjoy together!

So she takes me between her luscious lips and intensifies the caresses of her fingers on her pussy.

I feel her breathing speed up, her tongue become more active on my cock, her mouth pump me harder!
She purrs now!
The fateful moment is near!
She enjoys and I can not hold back a cry of pleasure while my sperm spurts in her mouth.

She steps back a little, opens her mouth and shows me that she is enjoying my juice before swallowing it.
She then comes to take back my cock between her lips as if to thank me for the gift I just gave her.

- It was divine, I said to her!
Thank you, you have just transported me to another dimension!

- We did this trip together!
If you are fulfilling your fantasy by being crucified, enjoying with you was one of mine and I am very happy to have achieved it.

She smiles at me and slowly walks away from me!
She has just convinced me a little more that my torment on the cross is indeed the one that I wanted most in the world because I do not think that the pleasure that I have just experienced could have been as magnificent and intense if I had not not been crucified.

This brilliant little interlude will allow me to undergo more serenely the continuation of the events.
 
Written by Piraland

It's really nice to know how to breathe almost normally!

This hooked that enters my has really relieved me, my arms and legs always make me suffer because my cramps will not go away and the nails are still there in my wrists and feet but these pains are now much more Bearable.

I enjoyed it when Bjorn came to caress me the entrance of my anus enlarged by this foreign body and especially when he sucked my clitoris .
I believe that, in the scabrous situation that we all occupy on our cross, the enjoyments are much stronger!
In any case, I do not remember going through orgasms so powerful and so frequent before being crucified!
My fantasy, even if it is taking me to my death, has very good sides and I really want to make the most of it.

Pira also seems to have recovered and the beautiful young woman who has just come enjoyed with him would have done well to also visit me, I am open to all caresses .

The audience is weird!
I wonder what can happen in the heads of those people who have paid a lot of money to see others suffer and die.
At first, when I was part of it, it seemed to me that there were practically only sadists but as time went on, I no longer feel that they admire us and even envy us.
I would bet that many of them want to be in our place in order to experience the same enjoyments as us.
Shame and humiliation no longer seem to touch anyone because if we are naked on our cross exposing all our intimacy, I see little more people dressed in the audience and they do not hesitate to let their impulses come true , they make love, masturbate, suck each other!
Everywhere I look, I only see people participating in what has become a gigantic orgy .

Here is a couple who are heading towards me!
They must be approaching 50 but seem to be in great shape!
The woman looks at my sex and inserts two fingers into my vagina, I jump, I love, I hope she will not forget my clitoris! She grabs her man by the cock and forces him to lick me!
It's even better to feel my little button astaceed by a clever tongue!
The woman makes him back away and takes his place by spreading her legs as much as possible in order to make him understand that she wants him to penetrate her.
I breathe hard and sense in my belly small flashes that announce a rapid enjoyment .
The movements of the man in his wife are transmitted to my vagina which drips with cum .
The ahane man and woman has trouble continuing to cuddle me, her orgasm is near, triggers and I scream my pleasure at the same time as the man who must be spreading in his wife .
We enjoy together, strongly, loudly!

Without saying a word, my "aggressors" walk away while I recover from my orgasm.
One more but I still feel a little frustrated because I would love to be penetrated by a big hard cock, as hard as the "hooked" that fills my anus.
I would try to arrange for this dildo to come into my vagina but I feel so good since he owns me from behind that I will not venture to try the adventure!

I am well, I love my pain, I love my cross.
 
Written by Piraland



I must admit that since I was impaled on this "horned" that penetrates my ass, I really feel better on my cross!
The muscles of my arms and legs seem to relax and despite the continuous suffering of the nails that cross my wrists and feet, I can easily bear my crucified state which will die in a few hours.
I know it is inevitable and I really try to live my agony as well as possible.

The orgasm that this couple has just given me was great, but I always want to feel my vagina penetrated by a good hard cock!

I think I'm still going to try to change the point of support and pass the "hooked" from my ass to my pussy.

So I push as much as possible on my feet and pull on my arms!
I feel this fake dick slowly slide out of my anus giving me a pleasant feeling!
I fall but persevere and, on the third try, I manage to extract it completely and present it at the entrance to my vagina.
Lubricated as I am constantly, I feel no pain when I feel it enter me and I would even say that it gives me a certain pleasure!

Now that I am again firmly anchored on my "hooked" I can not help but make myself move up and down and constantly contract my vaginal muscles on this wooden dildo as I did on the dicks of my partners who made love to me.
At those times, I did it to give pleasure to my lovers but here, now, it is only to me that I think and I feel the pleasure of this masturbation rising in me.
I am happy, I will enjoy once more!
I cling to my enjoyment and let out a long groan of pleasure that overwhelms me.
I then fall back on my happy and fulfilled support!
I am trying, recovering from my orgasm, to wonder if finally my cruel torture does not give me more pleasure than pain.

Pira, who has watched all my efforts, asks me if everything is going well and if I am not suffering too much?
I tell him that I feel overwhelmed by my crucifixion and that I have just come to enjoy in an extraordinary way just by introducing this dildo into my vagina!
He tells me that he has followed all my merry-go-round and that I have an exceptional chance of being a woman and of being able to make me come in such a way, that he unfortunately has to wait for someone to come take care of him to hope to reach the pleasure, that his permanent erection makes him even suffer.
I smile at him and add that, if I could, I would devour his sex and make him ejaculate but he must not despair, eager spectators will not be long in coming to enjoy his beautiful cock so proudly erected.

After careful consideration, I decide to return to my previous position because I tell myself that my free pussy will attract more people from the crowd and I am ready and full of envy to undergo all the caresses they want to inflict on me !
It only remains for me to wait, hoping to still experience many orgasms before I die.
I currently live only for that.
 
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