MEMBERS of the CruxForums (Male and Female) end up Crucified for Real!

[Kathy]

Written by Piraland

I never thought that such a harsh flgellation would be able to get me such orgasms!
I knew I was a masochist, but not to such an extent!
Finally, the scabrous position I occupy on my cross certainly contributes to many in all these pleasures!
Knowing that I am going to die and choosing this very painful death encourages me to make the most of my last moments.

The first lashes were really very difficult to bear but quickly turned into fun and each new blow carried me a little more towards nirvana!
When they aimed at my sex and especially my clitoris, I felt myself leave, fly to untouched heights and be crossed by multiple orgasms that followed each other without interruption.

Now I'm exhausted and realize that my death is approaching.

Pira also seemed to suffer but also endured with dignity the brutal blows that fell on his cock and balls .
He always seems to be ready to endure the sexual attacks of spectators in heat.
Aline has just come to honor her, she promised it and now approaches me .

- How are you, my beautiful Kathy?
Is your crucifixion going on as you had hoped?

- Absolutely! I suffer terribly but I do not remember having had so many orgasms in such a short time .

- Your pussy is really beautiful, reddened by the straps of the whip, it makes me terribly envy!

She inserts a finger into my vagina and, like an expert in caressing, seeks and finds my G-spot which makes me camber to the maximum and offer her my clitoris to her lips and tongue .
The pleasure rises directly in me and totally invades me!
I shout my pleasure and implore Aline to especially not stop her caresses .
It's good, very good, delicious, fantastic!
The orgasm I experience makes me ejaculate like a man on Aline's face who seems to appreciate.
I didn't know I was a fountain woman and am very happy to have learned it when realizing my worst fantasy!

Aline watches me enjoy and keeps masturbating in front of me until, too, howl ingenher her pleasure.
She is very beautiful in her enjoyment.

After a last kiss on my pussy, she continues on her way without forgetting to wish me a beautiful crucifixion .

I now feel even more tired and try to recover.

The night is coming and it will soon fall on us!

The heat has dropped a bit and it doesn't hurt! I am very thirsty and suffer very hard from my destroyed breast but I keep my spirits to make the most of the rest of my ordeal hoping to remain dignified in the pain that will go up until my scheduled death

 

[wikk]

Dear Participants of this thread - after so long time (as always delayed, the last part was on 46 side, #916)) - my next part or parts - was not sure how to write it, and how to express my emotions (especially in English). As always in my little independent vison for this history. But at the end there is especially favourite for me picture of Phlebas, which suits here very good (I hope he has nothing against reminding it here).
I know, it is long text, maybe not good - but be brave and try to read it … and I have idea for the last short part - about whipping and farther … J

 

[wikk]

Being there …


There are no thoughts in my mind ..there are no any thoughts .. only move exist .. move of my body .. my body again and again without break moves twisting .. and as I try not to move or I fall down hanging limply.. the move is still inside of me, with my all trembling muscles, with vibrating of my heart, with my short and spasmodic breathing, my brain pulsating … and again my legs, thigs open and close together, my hips start to move, turn … and tenses my body again and again it starts to go higher .. again higher … for air .. for few desperate deep breaths … I see, I see what happens around me, although so blurred due the sweat in my eyes, … I know where I am and I see them all … … Oh, it’s my dance .. it is about I have read so many times .. I know it .. I now feel it .. I suffer now so terribly … how is it all possible … how could be it possible! .. ow it happened that I was dreaming it .. how could happen - this impossible … how, that I’m here? … how?.. or why? …WHY? - that is real … what I was dreaming .. how could I dream about it !!! ..
from time to time it calms down ... for a moment .. my mind clears up ... I see more clearly and in spite of sweat ... I hear everything, I can feel the touch of air, the wind and the sun on my skin more accurately, like sweat trickling down me ... like flies they buzz around me ... I can see clearly all of them, details of their bodies ... I hear voices, moans, calls, laughs ... I see how we look at each other ... how they look at us ...
But then again the pain becomes so much more noticeable, so big, increases more and more and again everything merges into trembling, into a tremor, and the body escapes, so desperate everything in me, I move all, tremble, shiver ... on the cross, really, really crucified ... and my wrists and feet are pierced! ... it hurts the most ... ... and only one thought comes back to me ... I don't want ... I don't want to die!
…
.. .. .. .. they'll take us away from here .. they'll save ... .. just moment ago they done it with us, a moment ago ... somebody will save us ... after all nobody wants to die like that ... it's fun ... it's just fun ... …. Now I know .. I know nobody will rescue us …

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.. I am aroused ... I want to love! ... still and still to love with a woman ... with a beautiful girl ... since I was an adult, I always dreamed that he would take me, dominate me ... that I would be led by her on a leash ... that I could caress her, be caressed by her ...
and now for punishment, I will die in passion, tormented ... I am crucified ... for punishment, to die in the worst way ... in this torment and pain ...
... oh, I always wanted it ... I dreamed of it ... though no ... it's impossible ... impossible !…
How could I have dreamed of such a thing?!...

On my left side, so close and so far ... she ... Gabriella .. .. and Eulalia ... on my right side ... as if at your fingertips ... both so beautiful and wonderful .. delightful ... their both soft profile so wonderful bodies , .. arms, faces, necks and breasts, waists, hips, buttocks, thighs, calves .. I look at both of them... and then I see Christina, her body's picture in front of me, the view of her heavy breasts, lustfully parted thighs , her pubes, her open vagina, clitoris .. .. as if my deity was revealed to me ... and I clench my thighs and knees, I feel my stiff member between my thighs, my big, heavy like never before balls ... I squeeze and move my thighs wanting to masturbate in this way, dreaming so much about them ... about Gabriela, about Eulalia ... and to forget about terrible pain in my feet, wrists, in my tensed finally arms, as if torn out of joints ... ... but no, I can't hang without movement at the moment of pleasure ... and I can't force myself to tighten ... and I hang limply again ... and my legs are wide open, my body in shame is shown to everyone .. loops, a cord tightened on the head and the head pulsates and hurts ... everything hurts so much ...
... but no, I cannot hang without motion at the moment of pleasure ... and I can't hold my strength to still tighten my knees ... and I hang limply again ... and my legs are wide open, my body in shamelessness is shown to everyone ... loops of a cord tightened on my head and the head pulsates and it hurts ... everything hurts so much ...
I will die .. I will die here …
…
... hours ago ... so recently ... we worked on a project in the office ... I did not finish my task ... what my boss would say ... ... I was to go on vacation soon ...
.. my parents ... are they calling me ... ... that I'm not answering .. they are worried ......
.. god .. cameras .. photos ... someone will see it ... someone will see me ... !!!
...
... I don't want to, I don't want to die! ... ... I'm young ... still young ...
..

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I hang indifferently, although I am still aware, I raise my head to leave it after a while, hang down inertly and look at my naked body ... thoughtlessly? ... have the tablets stopped working? ... I run down sweat, I feel all my muscles, aching, twisted ... and I have no strength to rise ... to take a breath ... so shallow breathing ... and I raise my head again, the picture of a woman in front of me is exciting, the picture of other naked bodies - I also know it but my body does not react ... only strange excitement glows in the head ...
Under me there are still a lot of people ... they keep coming back ... there are the most of them here ... it is because of Gabriela, Eulalia, Christina and Barbaria ... they attract them, these beautiful women ... I am you only a supplement, without any importance ... I want to drink, so much, ... water .. .. give me water, please ....
…
I see how they do it ... how they put ladders, how they assemble under each ... how they first twist and squeak impaling themselves...
And they are with us, … whack! ... without hesitation, they put the ladder firmly - and the second, ..trembles and creaks as they climb on it ... two strong, big guys ... one grabs my hips, pulls me to the side, ... it hurts, nails in the wrists, feet, it hurts as it pulls me and holds, and the other hammers a hooked spike to the pole, a pole, the nails in my feet and arms vibrate ... it hurts ... let’s me go ... hard stiff shape hits my side, ... I don't know how I hang limp, and pain burning in wrists and feet, and I feel his hardness from the back, my body forward bent ... hard, cold cruel shape! ...
…
“Give him water ... and pills ... he weakened completely .. too much for him ...”
“.. give him more! he will manage ... will still entertain us!! ...
Water ... I drink greedily, water flows down over me, cools my hot body ... his hand opens my mouth and I swallow a handful of pills ... and I drink again ... water ... Water ! ..

I look at them .. crowd below us .. and Eulalia ... Christina ... Gabriella .. my love ... I hear my own moaning ... and I hear the crowd laughing ... how they look at me ... so many faces ... all gathered under us ... below me ... a woman, so pretty, in tight clothing, with tied hair, has a stick in her hand ...
Up .. up! - they call and they look at me, they laugh at me ... and she, with her hair tied up, extends her hand, the stick in her hand touches me, nudges and caresses, moves on my genitals, on my member ... and I feel it stiff again! it grows ... as big as never in my life, protrudes between my thighs ... I run away from her, from her touch ... I scream and I rise up!, the air fills my lungs ... in shock I look at my body, on my penis, protruding and huge as at a porn-movie star ... a wave of excitement floods my mind ...pain, pain so big! .. ...and Picture of naked women on the crosses next to me !, and picture of me crucified, shaking at high! .. my loud moan! ... by everyone heard! ...
And down ... and the hardness of the cruel shape between the thighs ... she looks at me and laughs ... everyone laughs ... her stick nudges me, touches my genitals ... in my anus ... pushed, torn ... shape, hard, cruel ... enters, goes deeply, endlessly ... in me ... in me ... ...
... They film me ... take pictures ... my name ... my name written above my head ...
... in front of me Christine is hanging outstretched on the cross ... in fullness of her mature femininity ... she has dark eyes and long hair ... she is looking at me ...
…
Gabriello! .. my beloved ... I'm sorry ... I'm sorry you see me like this ... …

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[Loxuru]

Being there …

Feelings and emotions, when a fantasy turns into reality, and arousal and desire conflict with pain and torment and inevitable death. Well written, Wikk!

 

[piraland]

( Birgitt )

The sun is going down and will soon set!

With the cries of pain of the crucified and the lighting that will bathe the site, the field of crosses will offer everyone a completely different image!
A totally new kind of "sound and light".

I am always admiring all these people I envy!
The spectacle they offer is truly dantesque and I regret more and more that I cannot be part of it.

Holding the whip that fell on my victims, I was wetting it in an unimaginable way but I think it would have been worse if I had been on the other side and these cruel thongs would have come to lash my skin.
I imagine myself constantly being there, nailed naked on my cross, suffering but also enjoying to the maximum.

Why do I want to join them so much?
Basically, I don't know exactly.
Of course I am an exhibitionist, of course I am a masochist but I am not suicidal and, despite everything, dying in this way does not even scare me.
The cross must have a hidden power which inexplicably attracts you, is this attraction not busy killing all those people who did not know how to resist him, who gave him their body, their life ?
I am ready to follow them but, unfortunately, no more places are available and such an event should not happen often, it may even be unique and I am therefore condemned to stay on the platform while everyone is sailing towards the death that I would so much like to share with them.

For a moment, I managed to escape the surveillance of Bjorn and am planted in admiration in front of Eulalia.
I really like the way she chose to be crucified!
Her legs are wide apart and this allows you not to miss anything from her wonderful pussy.
I would be particularly happy to be able to exhibit myself in such a way, knowing that everyone can admire all my privacy excites me terribly!
Some would feel an enormous humiliation but not me, I like to be permanently completely sexually accessible and to see people appreciate this exhibition by masturbating in front of me, to see the effect that I cause to all those who contemplate me.

Just thinking about all this, I feel the need to feel a hard cock penetrate me deeply and make me come when she ejaculates!

Two very well mounted men are masturbating watching Barbaria and Eulalia, so beautiful and exciting, suffer on their cross .
I go to them and invite them to come inside me, to fill my holes simultaneously.
They do not have to be asked for very long and immediately respond to my request.

So here I am delightfully stuck between these two strangers who are working hard to bring me to a very quick enjoyment.
The three of us come together and, to thank them, I clean their dick with a greedy mouth.

Always with this cross in mind, I abandon them and continue my walk among these crucified ones whom I admire and envy more and more.

I hope that the show is not ready to end because I find it the most beautiful in the world.

 

[wikk]

Thank you for your words Loxuru, ... and picture from somewhere in Forum ... "there .. below us ..."

 

[wikk]

(And there is my last part - the idea appeared in my mind, but English too bad and dots too much …)

.. six girls .. sex girls …
... bom, bom, bom, bom, bom ... the sound of my heart beating ... it bashes like a hammer in my chest ... a small, light, fast-breaking hammer ... but the rhythm then changes to heavy and long ... booom ... booom ... booom .. will I kill again? ... .. how many more times?
.. six girls ... of Marcus .. a picture that appeared in my mind .. which I once saw on that page on the internet ... about which I fantasized ... to be there ... to feel how they felt ... or maybe the other ones graphics ... these scary, scary, truer ... which I also fantasized about ... Andyman ... there were so many of them ... so different ...
.. I wanted to be there so much ... I wanted to be there so much to look like this ... to feel everything that they ...
Pain, pain, pain ... excitement, excitement, excitement ... boom, boom, boom .. my heart beats ... and I'm here ... I'm here ... with them, ... with these women and men ...
... my mother! ... here I am ... your son ... here is what was done to me ...
... so many people - real, adults, so different ... women, men ... all naked ... all crucified ... and me ... me too ... mother ... oh mother ...
... these men ... each bigger, stronger, older than me ...
Oh, how awful they look, so shamelessly shown, so humiliated ... each with thighs apart, each stuffed with anus, each with a protruding big penis, with genitals on view ...
.. me .. the youngest of them .. the weakest .. and I am like them ... as they shown ...
my thighs parted ... my penis like never before, big sticking up .. my buttocks, my anus on the horn impaled ... here I am, here I ... oh, mother ... and my name above my head, everyone can read ... who I am written ...
.. I am so tired, so weak ... what I see I don't know anymore ... that girl's face, with curly hair, black, short girl, cheerful ... Lilli ... my first love, I wanted her so much ... so much ...
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.. And they gathered under us ... oh Marlen, my Mistress ... Marlen! .. my Lady! ... Her eyes dark, black in me strangely staring ... these eyes pull me inside, absorb my soul … and she put of her clothes, she is now naked under me, the whip in her hand, and in my head the thoughts of this moment are so clear now ... Yes, she chose me and she crucified me ... and now the satisfaction and power written on her face ... and beats ... Beats me! The pain of a whip cutting my body ... her face, the face of a cruel, merciless Witch who beats now her property! …Witch ... thank you! ... My Mistress Marlen … thank you for that! ...
.. for being here! ... that you chose, that led me here! ... oh .. Pain ... oh .. oooOO! ...
.. …
.. …
my heart is pounding slowly and deep now ... I am cold and I have chills ... Lilli ?...
but I'm still aroused by the sight of them and the fact that I'm like them ... naked and outstretched on the cross, .. nailed to it ...
.. that I hang on the cross and his cornu in me, hold me ... ... oh, my naked body ... my protruding member, ... like that cornu reflection, from me protruding ...
... under our crosses, in wild excitement, masturbating, copulating naked figures ..... ..
… …
my heart is pounding ... I'm cold, ... chills, I feel everything so strange ... Lilli? ..
Lilli? ... I see you ... in front of me ... oh, you smile ... oh how wonderful you look ... naked! ... how wonderful you touch me ... oh how you caress me ... oh, oh! ... your lips ... oh what are you doing ... ooh! .. .. Gabriella? .. Gabriella ... is that you? ... it was so wonderful, so wonderful! ... there in the shower .. and this present for me ... this wonderful Blow Job ... for my goodbye ... from you ..
Oh, how wonderful you kiss ... you kiss ... oh how wonderful the taste of your pussy ... Lilli?
... is it you? .. it's you? … my beloved ! ... oh ... oh ... your breasts are heavy and big, your pubes dark ... oh how you ride me ... oh Marlen .. Marlen! .. oh my Mistress!! ... my Lady? ...

.. the sun goes down ... in a red, blinding glare ... my hips move slowly back and forth and the cornu moves in my anus, as if the cross copulated with me ...
... the seed slowly flows down from my member ... still big and sticking up... drips to the ground under the cross ... and the sun goes down in red glow ... blinding ... ... and my mouth and my eyes are wide open ... the hips are twisting ... faster , back and forth ... She, Green-Eyed above me ... Her breasts are big ... Her hips are wide ... Body Beautiful ... Wildness in Her Eyes, Absorbing me ... in the sunset ...
.. Gabriella ??!!
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..

 

[nicole]

Nicole
There is no longer a single part of my body that does not make me suffer!

I am still well anchored on my double "hooked" but, despite that, I feel cramps knot the muscles of my arms and legs.

I received the flogging I wanted and enjoyed it!

The whole front of my body is completely destroyed, my breasts are mush, my belly is open in different places and my clitoris must have been exploded by these lead balls which fell on me.
And yet, despite this cruelty, I did not stop enjoying!
I asked my executors to hit harder, to destroy me mercilessly because each blow brought me closer to the moment when the pain gives way to pleasure and leads me to unimaginable orgasms.

My pussy has not stopped squirting despite the object that penetrates!

I believe I have reached limits in suffering that I never thought possible.

I know I'm going to die soon and I don't give a shit about being just a heap of bloody flesh now that almost doesn't look like the woman I used to be.

I am now completely exhausted, my head hangs on my destroyed chest and I look forward to death.

I must be the only one to have been massacred in this way by the flogging but I wanted it, wanted it ardently.

I see that my neighbors are doing much better than me, they still look like human beings.

Pira and Kathy have just been honored by the magnificent Aline who was, I believe, their first mistress.
I saw them still enjoy and it's good for them.
Their ordeal will certainly be longer than mine because, in my state, I really do not imagine seeing the sun rise tomorrow morning.

I have a sticky tongue and a phenomenal thirst,
I have the impression that my tongue has swollen and can no longer speak, the only thing that would make me happy now is to receive fresh water to soothe this terrible thirst that torments me.

In addition, I have become a fantastic target for all insects that do not hesitate to force-feed my blood!
It is horrible to feel the hundreds of flies that invade me on me.

The proximity of Monica's corpse that birds of prey who fear nothing have already started is not made to keep away all those predators who impatiently await my death to feed on my flesh.
Two of them have already landed on the top of my cross and I felt their sharp beak attack my nailed wrists.
I know that if I die and my exposed body is left on my cross, it won't take long for it to be completely butchered.

Finally, I am still alive and the movements, although more and more rare, that I make on my cross still make them flee.

How long will I last?
I think it would be better for me if it didn't last too long.

Anyway, my goal is reached, I realized my deadly fantasy and really managed to exceed all my limits.

 

[carloscruz]

Yes, she chose me and she crucified me ... and now the satisfaction and power written on her face ... and beats ... Beats me! The pain of a whip cutting my body ... her face, the face of a cruel, merciless Witch who beats now her property! …Witch ... thank you! ... My Mistress Marlen … thank you for that! ...
.. for being here! ... that you chose, that led me here! ... oh .. Pain ... oh .. oooOO! ...

Very intense Wikk!

 

[Kav]

Pics please!!!!

 

[Patrizio]

PICS ..... I'm working to create some ..... But I'm mostly focused on me.

 

[Patrizio]

The situation is getting worse, I feel bad, now I understand that I will die ...

Nobody can save me anymore ...

I see groups of spectators passing by looking at me, looking at us, photos, videos, and also appreciation in seeing us crucified and now nearing the end.



I heard that Monica is already dead ... Poor thing,I am sorry, she had been so good to me ...

But now I know that I will reach you soon….

Looking from the side I see vultures resting on his cross, and others circling in the sky.

Mario arrives with two beasts energenians and with a very nice boy in tow.

The two beasts, raise me as far as possible and hook the cornu to the pole, then violently lower me by putting it in my ass.

Scream of pain !! And they laugh, Mario is more and more satisfied!

The introduction of the dildo causes me an even more powerful erection.

A group of people and photographers also gather, whom I had already seen intervene when my companions underwent the same treatment.

But to me, one of the two big boys, he slips a pin through my nipple and to make the operation more painful, he turns it by pushing and pulling it back and forth.

Mario says to the boy: "Start well !!".


The boy looks at me and says: "Now I will whip you, there will be 20 lashes, but in the end I will make you come with both my hand and my mouth !!". And it starts hitting me very hard.
I scream, it also affects me on the penis, which is always hard anyway.



At the end he takes my cock in his mouth and gives me a great blowjob, then he looks at me and smiles at me ...


I feel the forces that slowly abandon me ... But the erection continues and I continue to ejaculate ... it will also be thanks to the cornu that stimulates my prostate .


And night is approaching ... At dusk the fires and torches begin to light.

 

[carloscruz]

From our own crosses, as naked and humiliated as you Patrizio, Loxuru, Roberta, Kathy and me enjoyed a lot your manips!

 

[Patrizio]

I would have liked to take pictures with all the other characters, but without your pictures it's very difficult for me ...
But I have already created two images of the night with the fires and the mass grave, obviously I await the developments that Carlos will create

 

[piraland]

The more time passes, the more I analyze my situation, the more I am happy to occupy the position which is mine, nailed naked on a cross in the company of such pretty women and men as determined as I am to participate in this collective suicide .

Finally, it is a form of group euthanasia that we are carrying out.
And what euthanasia?
The one we endure is widely wanted and the means to achieve it is also the one we all wanted.
We must be terribly crazy to have chosen to leave this world in this way, in such suffering, in the same way as those condemned to death in ancient Rome who, themselves, were forced to undergo this inhuman torture.

I do not believe that some of us are embarrassed and feel humiliated by their publicly exposed nudity, their sex highlighted by this uncomfortable but so exciting position. I believe we are all exhibitionists and even happy to feel the envious looks on us of a crowd eager for sex, blood and death.
Personally, I feel very proud to be able to show my erect cock, to attract women and men, to encourage them to touch themselve by fantasizing about our exposed sexes. These people can do everything for us and we greatly appreciate the slightest action, the slightest touch that they give us, they who can access all the parts of our bodies that are now inaccessible to us.
Because of our situation and the drugs we have ingested, we arrive much faster and more intensely at tremendous enjoyments which, unfortunately, exhaust us and accelerate our death.

Of course, there are the pains, our limbs which are ankylosed, knotted, the nails which pierced our flesh to fix us to our crosses which make us howl with each of our movements, our breathing which becomes more and more more difficult despite the hooks that penetrate us but these are obligatory passages, essential to realize our wildest fantasy, our final fantasy and many of us appreciate this suffering which, although constant and increasingly strong, is transformed after a certain stage in excitement and leads us to pleasure.

In our situation, we really have the impression that time has stopped and that our torment will last forever, that from the top of our crosses we will forever challenge this world that we are going to leave, of which we are no longer a part .

I do not know if the organizers have planned additional torments such as breaking our limbs to accelerate our death or depriving us completely of water to cause our dehydration but I am certain that my companions of the cross and I are ready to endure the worst abuse, to endure everything.

Each of us is a really integral part of his cross and, although we know very well that in the short term it will kill us, I really believe that we love it.

Crucifixion, cruel and definitive torture, source of our pains and of our programmed death, we have chosen you and will face with dignity until the end whatever you impose on us.

 

[carloscruz]

Each of us is a really integral part of his cross and, although we know very well that in the short term it will kill us, I really believe that we love it.

Crucifixion, cruel and definitive torture, source of our pains and of our programmed death, we have chosen you and will face with dignity until the end whatever you impose on us.

That is the way I feel.
I am one with my cross. I am just a part of a crucifix, no more important than the nails, my titulum or the cross itself!
I just hope the audience is really enjoying my execution.
I equally hope my brothers and sisters in crucifixion get some pleasure from my pain and humiliation.
This is my place and I am proud to be with them.
Soon I will be a naked corpse piled with the rest in our grave.
Now, for some hours still, I am just an unimportant piece of a crucifix...

 

[carloscruz]

From our own crosses, as naked and humiliated as you Patrizio, Loxuru, Roberta, Kathy and me enjoyed a lot your manips!

...and Pira, and FSG, and Nicole, and...

 

[carloscruz]

My sister on the cross @GabriellaSivilla , not only a gorgeous girl but a talented writer, described the sick feeling with this accurate words in her thread Gabriella flogged to Death:

well, about my reactions I have always said that if (IF) it would be possible for me undergo a real Roman crucifixion, or similar tortures, maybe die on the cross among unbelievable torments and then, magically, get up in perfect health, I would do it. No doubt. I would love to suffer for the pleasure of the men around me, even if the second after the torture begins I would be in incredible pain and probably want to get out of that as soon as possibile.

Anybody agrees with her?
I DO!

 

[Loxuru]

Anybody agrees with her?
I DO!

Sure! A ressurection as a welcome bonus!

Of course, living on in perfect health, no sustaining injuries afterwards, and then… doing it again!

 

[Kathy]

Written by Piraland


Would you like to know how I feel nailed naked on my cross?

Well, I feel good and happy!
I appreciate more and more this situation that allows me to enjoy so often despite the constant pain I feel all over my body.

I like the vicious look of people who detail every nook and crany of my anatomy and give me the impression of being more naked than naked.

Nothing could humiliate me anymore!
I just peed by splashing a group of onlookers who detailed my pussy and this without feeling the slightest gene .
My nudity excites me terribly and I really would not have wanted my crucifixion to have been different, that I was left my loincloth,
I find that total nudity is absolutely indispensable when you are nailed on a cross .
So I'm going to die in the same costume as when I was born, naked, and I think that's quite normal.

I'm thirsty and I believe that this thirst is what bothers me the most in my torment!
My tongue is pasty, seems to me swollen in my mouth because my saliva is so dry that I feel like I'm chewing rough wool.
It's really very unpleasant.

What makes me happy is the fact that the sun is coming down to the horizon!
We were crucified in front of this blazing sun and the rays burn my skin and especially the face and eyes.
This cursed sun is so strong that my eyesight blurs little by little because even the closed eyelids I feel this painful heat, this dazzling light reaching my eyes.

All these pains I feel have become familiar to me, but I know that they will only increase.
My muscles contract one after the other which causes strong cramps.
I know that there is no way to escape it because no helping hand will come to massage them in order to appease them.
These cramps come from the arms and extend over the shoulders and chest and then descend on the abdomen revealing my tetanus ventral muscles.
So far, I have endured these persistent pains and I hope to continue to dominate them for as long as possible.
But would I really be able to do that?
The road from my agony to death is likely to be long and more and more painful!

Even though I feel good in my head, I know that sooner or later I'm going to die because my cross won't let me go!
She will kill me mercilessly, slowly but surely.
How's the night going to go?
Will I still see the sun rise in the morning?
How many of us will still be alive when daylight comes back?
It is obvious that I will not be able to sleep, recover and regain strength, my exhaustion will continue until the fateful moment when I surrender the weapons .

But I'm not there yet and I still hope to be able to experience many orgasms, to show everyone that despite my death getting closer and closer, I am still able to enjoy and have a huge desire for it.