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Hi, I’m new to the Forum and wanted to introduce myself. I hope this is ok and this is the correct thread to do it.

One thing I’d love to ask everyone is how did your particular interest in execution or crucifixion fetishes first develop?

I’m a woman in my early forties, married with two teenage kids. I’m Mrs normal on the outside, you’d just never know about my kinks, of course you wouldn’t, which means a hell of a lot of people we come across in life have something badgering away in their mind that excites them.

For me when I was a young girl, I used to be shocked and upset by stories of executions. If the news covered a story of someone condemned to death, if history books told of executions or if I read or watched something that had reference to execution it frightened me.

How the state could do this to a human being, this cold sentence to take their life, regardless of the crime I always thought about that person. About what went through their mind at the time of sentencing and in the hours and days (sometimes years of course), until the sentence was carried out.

I’d lay awake, terrified, imagining a black capped judge passing sentence on me, his words ringing in my ears as my world collapsed around me.

Maybe around 10 years ago I suddenly found that I was sexually aroused thinking about execution. I tried to rack it from my mind but in many ways, it was cathartic, it stopped me having this huge fear that kept me from sleeping and allowed me to control fantasies in my head.

I now allow my mind to run with all sorts of scenarios and fantasies, and usually when I’m alone now it’s what gets me off.

Some time ago I even had the opportunity to visit a professional dominatrix who role played scenarios with me. Maybe I’ll describe that in the future if people are interested.

I’m writing an execution story at the moment, mainly for my own amusement but I may publish it to the forum soon.
No one’s laughing, you will find many of our origin stories in this thread, including mine. For me the bdsm thing started in childhood (as victim, particularly a slave) and crux was much later.

I’m sure many of us would love to see your story and I encourage you to publish it here
 
I don’t know if I have an exact timeline for it. I have been into this since I was quite young. I always envisioned being crucified naked in front of other people. Eventually when I started masturbating I would do it to mental images of being crucified naked alongside other guys. I eventually discovered DreamBoyBondage and since then crux porn has become my primary jerk off material.
 
I'll be honest and say: I wasn't really into all that (specifically: crucifixion erotica) until I came here. I came across cruxforums while looking for dungeon and torture pics by "Quoom" and others.. and it was CF that introduced the idea that crucifixion could be erotic. I'm still not into the death part.. but everything leading up to it. There are some incredible stories and artwork here that really blew my mind. Artists like @Jastrow and @Arcimboldo , writers like @Eulalia and @Barbaria1 (that's not even the beginnings of a list of all the people I SHOULD mention...) I haven't done a lot of crux art myself, but rest assured it's in there somewhere, waiting to come out.
I am also like Monty. I am not into the death part. My name on here says it all, "Crucified Life". I see it as a phase of the victims life where different rules apply. They are in a fixed position, their arms and legs, hands now useless to them. They are naked except possibly a loincloth, maybe not. You may be wearing a crown of thorns. Womans breasts exposed also mens cocks/womens vaginas too if no loincloths. Armpits exposed. They make occasional pain sounds. Bodies are covered in whip marks, sweat some blood and possibly also smell. Occasional urination too. All they can do is push up with their legs, pull up by arms, move their heads around, see, hear, smell, and talk. This last word is important here. It opens the door to special bonds created between victims and between victims and onlookers and dare I even say it, between victims and guards. You go through it as best you can within the boundaries set for you by the nailing, any ropes applied, the aftermath of whipping, exact extent of nudity, (loincloth or not), whether or not you are enduring a crown of thorns and what quantity and frequency water you are given if any. You exist in, explore, suffer, enjoy and endure your Crucified Life. But the point is you LIVE your best Crucified Life.
 
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There are many recognisable elements ifor me in your personal story, including the time line : discovering at an early age some strange attractions about executions and corporal punishment (I kept them secret), which, as a teen, became connected to the erotic. I also live an average life, and had a carefree youth.
Since, I also allow fantasies and stories in my mind - particularly when alone - and I sometimes like to be alone, so I can give them all the liberties.:rolleyes:

So, welcome to the club!:)
Until quite recently I would spent 'alone time' with my fantasies, but often feel guilt afterwards. Now though I don't really.
 
I don’t know if I have an exact timeline for it. I have been into this since I was quite young. I always envisioned being crucified naked in front of other people. Eventually when I started masturbating I would do it to mental images of being crucified naked alongside other guys. I eventually discovered DreamBoyBondage and since then crux porn has become my primary jerk off material.
It wouldn't ever be something I masturbated over until I was maybe in my 30s, then I horrified myself, but the strength and power of my orgasms when my mind raced through these fantasies always brought me back for more.
 
I think I've already covered this in another thread. To make a long story short, I've been fantasizing about BDSM since I was very young. I'm approaching 70 and had an ugly time in my early youth when my parents got caught up in the Jehovah's Witnesses cult; of course I was forced to follow against my will.
For them Christ was nailed to a post and not to a cross. The illustrations before my eyes, however, were a basis for excitement.
At that time many "peplum" films were shown in the cinema; Ben Hur, Fabiola, Quo Vadis, The Passion, etc., and they had an influence on my kink. Books and illustrations about martyrs also had an influence.
The first times I jerked off I imagined myself in the skin of a crucified martyr and then placed my local girlfriends and my age group at the centre of my "crux" and "martyr" fantasies.
I went off to the army and all this had calmed down a bit only to come back in force once I was well past 40.
I still have an intact libido which I maintain by imposing a discipline on my life. I'm far from my age and I still have very good physical resources.
This "crux" fantasy has come back even stronger now. I have been able to share it with some women, less so with others.
Since I'm on this site I've been maintaining my masochistic side and I take a lot of pleasure in transporting myself to ancient Rome and conceiving an existence as a tortured rebel, whipped and tortured on the cross in the company of beautiful female creatures, some of whom are very present on this site ;-))))
 
I'm fascinated by the question : where does it come from ?

My desire to see ladies crucified is a no brainer. Just slots straight into a whole host of 'female in perilous scenario fetishes' that started as far back as i can remember. The cartoon character Penelope Pitstop being tied to the rail road tracks, bound kidnap victims in the laughably sexist 70's cop show re runs, and of course, the Hammer Horror classics. Witchfinder, twins of Evil....oh yes

All perfectly natural, and i believe normal in most of the population to some degree. I mean why do you think those films were such hits? the acting???

But then there's the side where i'm the crux victim. That's contrary to every other aspect of my personality, and it must be to death

Strange...
 
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And why is the thrill of being crucified heightened by the thought of it being imposed by an older woman or even a couple??? or a woman i wouldn't normally be attracted to? a woman i've rejected... a woman scorned?

Cant get my head around that !
 
In my youth, I think 12, I crucified myself in my room at night. No visitors of course.
Two nails above the closet; the the parents did not look.

The inspiration came from the RC Church where a life size cross stand in front of the public.
Most forum-members have undergone this.

In my first apartment I was completely free.
Nowadays I take the (soft) tires several times a year, lastly 22 January 2022.

At my age I got careful.

It is the most splendid intimate experience I know.
And I am happy with.








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I noticed the execution fetish in myself when I was young. It really came to me when I watched an adventure film with a friend. There were execution scenes in the film. I noticed that my friend was stroking his crotch while watching the execution scenes. I felt great love for him because he had the same fetish. We didn't reveal this to each other right away, but we often talked about executions. His trousers would always bulge. I had a bulge in my pants. I love it when I talk to someone about execution and they get sexually aroused.
 
I am a masochist that has been into BDSM for years and want a Blonde dominant female or master to interrogate me in naked bondage getting me to admit that I am gay/bi, torture me on the rack and hang me in suspension naked on the cross turning me into a gay/bisexual slave
 
I must be the weirdo here. When in my teens i felt strange sensations sometimes but didnt act on them. I guess I got married because that was what my parents wanted me to do but hated sex with my husband. He was mean and brutal. I never enjoyed sex until Marie introduced me to gentle lesbian sex and won my adoration and trust. She used that to gradually introduce me to kinky sex and it kept getting more intense over time. I never thought about crux until I stumbled onto this side while looking at bondage sites. Crux without nails is a logical step in BDSM . Funny thing is , Marie doesnt like crux and it scares her because of her Catholic upbringing
 
I'm fascinated by the question : where does it come from ?

My desire to see ladies crucified is a no brainer. Just slots straight into a whole host of 'female in perilous scenario fetishes' that started as far back as i can remember. The cartoon character Penelope Pitstop being tied to the rail road tracks, bound kidnap victims in the laughably sexist 70's cop show re runs, and of course, the Hammer Horror classics. Witchfinder, twins of Evil....oh yes

All perfectly natural, and i believe normal in most of the population to some degree. I mean why do you think those films were such hits? the acting???

But then there's the side where i'm the crux victim. That's contrary to every other aspect of my personality, and it must be to death

Strange...
I do hope you’re not talking about the recent Tim Key vehicle witchfinder? While I love daisy mae cooper and keys work I think this was sadly lacking
 
I got into bondage and crucifixion in the 6th grade. I had gotten hold of some bondage literature, and started doing self-bondage. By the time I was 13, I had gotten into self-crucifixion. Of course, I could never tell anyone what I was doing. I felt I could never trust any of my friends or family, so I became a do-it-yourselfer.
 

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Well, I am religious and believe in kindness of the heart and yet for as long as I can remember, I have always had a kink for making others suffer. I was raised fairly normally but every time I got sad or frustrated or infuriated, I was told not to act upon it. This system of bottling up my emotions for years and years eventually led to me fantasying about inflicting suffering on others.. My masochistic tendencies were a sort of release for me. This was later followed with me wondering about what if a women were to be crucified. I searched it up, found the passive rope stuff, then went on to fantasying crucifying women to a cross. There is nothing more erotic than a woman with her ankles nailed to the sides of the beam with her wrists and hands with nails through them. The sweat. the flailing around of their soft breasts, their struggle and future demise. Truly I have a love hate relationship with this kink. I fear it is unhealthy for me to even have this form of "release". I'm still fairly young though, so I hope that at some point I can come to terms with this issue. I hope that my masochistic tendencies never cross from the realm of fantasy to the world of reality.
 
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Well, I am religious and believe in kindness of the heart and yet for as long as I can remember, I have always had a kink for making others suffer. I was raised fairly normally but every time I got and sad or frustrated or infuriated, I was told not to act upon it. This system of bottling up my emotions for years and years eventually led to me fantasying about inflicting suffering on others.. My masochistic tendencies were a sort of release for me. This was later followed with me wondering about what if a women were to be crucified. I searched it up, found the passive rope stuff, then went on to fantasying crucifying women to a cross. There is nothing more erotic than a woman with her ankles nailed to the sides of the beam with her wrists and hands with nails through them. The sweat. the flailing around of their soft breasts, their struggle and future demise. Truly I have a love hate relationship with this kink. I fear it is unhealthy for me to even have this form of "release". I'm still fairly young though, so I hope that at some point I can come to terms with this issue. I hope that my masochistic tendencies never cross from the realm of fantasy to the world of reality.
There is no shame to having a kink. So long as it’s fantasy or consensual (and safe) then you have nothing to be ashamed of at all. None of us go around nailing women to crosses, but plenty enjoy the fantasy. And some of us fantasise about being crucified.

There’s all types of people and tastes, you shouldn’t feel guilty. Especially here, we’re a safe space to share your darkest fantasy. You’re amongst friends now!

Or don’t, no pressure at all! Welcome
 
There is no shame to having a kink. So long as it’s fantasy or consensual (and safe) then you have nothing to be ashamed of at all. None of us go around nailing women to crosses, but plenty enjoy the fantasy. And some of us fantasise about being crucified.

There’s all types of people and tastes, you shouldn’t feel guilty. Especially here, we’re a safe space to share your darkest fantasy. You’re amongst friends now!

Or don’t, no pressure at all! Welcome

Fantasies, cyber\RL role play, chat boards and artwork creations are safe consensual harmless ways to indulge our inner selves whom society seems to want to disapprove of (for their own reasons).

Despite what the thought police would like you to believe there is a SIGNIFICANT difference between your thoughts and your actions. You should never be ashamed of your thoughts (they say the true person comes out when no one is looking). You might want to be ashamed or feel guilty about your actions.

Men often think about sex with a woman they see as they pass on the street. The 'I'd love to fuck her' thought as we pass each other and go on our ways is significantly different than you reaching out grabbing my arm pointing a knife at me and saying "Come on bitch I'm going to rape you" and then doing it.

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Like the individual apostate630 was speaking to, it began in childhood for me. In the beginning, it was less the act itself, but the aspect of wearing loincloths and fantasizing about living in a world and time period where their use was the norm. As I got older I found more eroticism in the humiliation and public exposure aspect.
I discovered a method for enacting self crucifixions when I was in late middle school. I had a very heavy desk and hutch set in my room and learned how to build a cross out of 2x4's and lash it to the desk.
I attached a text image that goes into more detail on my methodology and how exactly I go about doing crux play sessions.
 

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