• Sign up or login, and you'll have full access to opportunities of forum.

Return to Cruxisland !

Go to CruxDreams.com

piraland

Tribune
A long time ago now, I attended with my wife the voluntary crucifixion of women and men (Members of the cruxforums (male and female) end up crucified for real by Carloscrux).

It was an unimaginable sight!

The agony on the cross of these people nailed naked to their cross, exposed to a throng of thrill-seeking crowds was fantastic, and my wife and I have never been the same since.

Haunted by these crosses and the image of suffering but also of the enjoyment of these people, there is not a day when we do not talk about it.

Our sex has changed as well, and as soon as I enter my wife, these are the people I see.

I remember them like it was yesterday, I see them all the time.

Unfortunately, I never knew how to get the movie that was made during this event, but I definitely have this fantastic adventure in mind.

They were thirteen minus one who gave up but soon joined by six others whom the cross hopelessly attracted.

Twelve women and six men, each one more beautiful on their cross, suffering and enjoying until their cross kills them.

I started by wondering what could have happened in their heads to want to die in such a long and cruel way!

Then I admired them because what they were showing us was really exceptional and then I came to envy them.

Since that time, there has not been a day that I have not imagined myself nailed naked to a cross.

My wife was even more charmed than me and kept asking me so that we could both be crucified together and thus end our life by fulfilling our greatest fantasy like those we had the pleasure of. 'accompany until their end.

She sees herself taking pleasure in suffering like Nicole, enjoying unimaginably like the sculptural Kathy, exposing herself to the delight of anyone who wants it, like the magnificent Gabriella Sivilla, the two lesbians Messaline and Judith, Eulalia and Barbaria wonderful on their cross, Fat slave girl and Roberta, forces of nature nevertheless defeated by the cross, Kristina, the person in charge of this representation which could not resist the call of the cross!

In short, all those she was able to contemplate and also touch gave her this irresistible desire to find herself like them.

To this day, I have always refused to allow her to fulfill this crazy fantasy, but as the years go by, I realize that our destiny is drawn and that we will not be able to resist him for long.

I sincerely want it to happen in the same place but it is no longer possible and so I turned to cruxisland where this irresistible fantasy can be fulfilled.

In a few weeks we are leaving!

A one-way trip with a program at the end that we will decide in advance and that, really, we look forward to.
 
Let's go !

In a few hours we will set foot on this island from which we will never leave.

We settled everything before our departure and paid dearly to make our ultimate fantasy come true.

Travel without return and without luggage because once we arrive, with the exception of a few canvases that will serve as our clothes, we do not need anything.

Everything is planned as we requested in our program and we both look forward to finding ourselves nailed naked to our cross leaving this earth the way we have chosen.

As soon as we arrive, we are greeted by a "secretary" slightly dressed in the Roman style and visibly wearing only her little dress which leaves her right breast free and clearly visible!

She asks us to give up everything from our old life so that everything we need will be provided to us.

She rereads our program to us, which we definitively sign and it is completely naked that we follow her to our accommodation, a Roman villa where we will live a few days before our final execution.

Everything is as we requested and we have two slaves, one female and the other male, to grant our every wish until our crucifixion.

A few ablutions are not too much after our trip and I must say that we were not deceived because our two servants are really up to the task.

The woman is sculptural and the man is endowed with a really disproportionate sex.

Seeing this my wife's eyes sparkle and I guess she must be more than wet between her legs!

I am not left out because my cock has taken on a competitive dimension and is ready to fill the openings that will arise immediately.

While washing us, our two friends do not miss an opportunity to brush against our sex and even to stroke them.

My wife can't stand it anymore and impales herself on the erect cock of the man she had laid on his back!

I can't resist either and smashes straight into her anus she deliberately gives me.

The woman, meanwhile, positions herself so that I can lick her vagina and all four of us enjoy together.

Then, they rub us with a scented oil whose results are not long in coming, except our hair, all our hairs are gone and our skin is totally and permanently shaved!

We asked for it in our program but it was still a surprise.

They then inject us with a drug intravenously to increase our libido and decrease our future pain and prevent us from passing out.

They put on us a slave collar and dress us in a very small Greek skirt with a top for my wife hiding a breast.

This is how we set off to explore the island.
 
While washing us, our two friends do not miss an opportunity to brush against our sex and even to stroke them.

My wife can't stand it anymore and impales herself on the erect cock of the man she had laid on his back!

I can't resist either and smashes straight into her anus she deliberately gives me.

The woman, meanwhile, positions herself so that I can lick her vagina and all four of us enjoy together.

:very_hot: Now, THAT is real room service!:very_hot:
 
It is scorching hot and the hot ground is burning our bare feet.

Here, nothing is compulsory and everything is allowed. people walk around naked or almost naked and I notice that, like us, there are some who have a slave collar around their neck!

I inquire and I am told that this is the mark of those who have reserved a cross, who have decided to end their lives in the next few days.

We are in three days and my wife, who has just started a conversation with another couple, finds out that they are tomorrow.

We accompany them until outside the city where the crosses are planted one after the other, some not furnished but many with naked men and women, nailed, having decided to offer their bodies to their cross and the large crowd that is there to admire, insult or encourage them.

Some of these crucified are untouchable as requested in their program, but many are frequented by people who have come to take advantage of them.

The only condition for being able to approach and touch these crucified people is to be naked as they are on their cross.

My wife and I are very excited by the show and quickly get rid of our clothes so that we can give pleasure to these people who are in pain.

I have to say that the injection I was given earlier is having an effect on me because my cock is hard and tight, ready to go.

My wife must also feel this phenomenon because I can see that she keeps rubbing the crotch, her pussy must be dripping and boiling.

At the foot of a cross on which is nailed a beautiful woman whose legs have just been broken, I push my wife's head against her vagina and, at the same time, I push my cock deep into her.

She sucks the crucified woman's clitoris while her plows the vagina of my cock.

Our pleasure rises quickly and, all three, we enjoy loudly.

The woman my wife got to know urges us to put her to the same fate tomorrow when she gets nailed and her husband loves to get his cock sucked.

We tell him that we will do our best for them and that we will follow them in the morning so that we can enjoy the wonderful show that they are sure to give us.

The four of us continue our walk, contemplating and touching many victims of the cross, but after a while, it is too much, we can no longer resist and, taking advantage of a little shade under a tree, we mix all four, sexually starved under the watchful eye of onlookers attracted by our cries of pleasure.

We suggest to our friends to spend the night with us but they tell us that their last night they must spend it imprisoned in order to live the life of death row inmates made available to the guards.

That's right, I forgot that we too will suffer the same abuse, we programmed it.

Too bad, we will therefore be satisfied with our two slaves!

I am sure we will not lose in the change.
 
This Cruxisland reminds me of....

View attachment 1094593;)
HBO-01XLoC_26f3be15-0ef6-4440-8964-39a79dd8b1c4.jpg
 
Our last night in freedom was magnificent!

Our two experts are truly specialists for sex!

I will begin to regret my decision to leave this world so much I got to have fun!

But no, everything is well decided and that's fine.

This morning, after our ablutions and a hearty breakfast, we received our second injection of drugs and, despite my exploits last night, I feel ready to penetrate anyone who wishes.

Still so scantily clad, we leave because we do not want to miss anything of the ordeal of our friends yesterday.

As soon as we arrive in the square in front of the prison, the doors open and the man and woman with whom we shared our day yesterday appear!

They are completely naked, like us totally shaved!

Metal bracelets are connected to their necklace by chains and their ankles are also connected by relatively short chains which prevent them from walking normally.

I find them very beautiful and appreciate their relaxed way of approaching their deadly fantasy.

My wife is very horny and one of one of her hands disappears under her skirt while with the second she grabs my cock and masturbates me slowly,

I have to say I enjoy it.

The chains of their wrists are detached from their collars and now connected to two torture poles, their arms raised and their feet barely touching the ground.

The executioners, armed with their whips, will begin the flogging.

Soon their backs, buttocks and the back of their thighs were streaked with red and a few drops of blood beaded from the scars.

After twenty blows accompanied by the horrible cries of pain of the tortured couple, they returned to present their front face.

The woman's beautiful breasts pulled upwards by her position and with swollen, hard tips become the target of the enforcer who does not spare them while the man's erect cock also receives much of this cruel flogging.

Twenty blows to the rear and twenty blows to the front, as soon as they are untied they both collapse into the sand that clings to their bloody, sweat-drenched skin.

It's stronger than me, my wife's caresses made me cum and my wife cum too!

Still staring at the two victims she now licks her fingers covered with my sperm and her cum.

After having tied two heavy patibulums to the shoulders of the couple begins the painful march towards their place of crucifixion.

The whips help these people to move forward and, despite some falls, after a painful moment they fall on their knees in front of the posts which will become their cross.

Their real crucifixion will soon begin.
 
We are my wife and I more and more attentive spectators of the plight of our two friends and we wait impatiently and very much for them to be nailed down and their crosses erected to keep our promise to them to offer them what will be there. one of the last orgasms they will experience.

For now, they untie their patibulum to fit it into the stipe.

They must have planned to make love one last time together because, while the carpenters are busy, they unite delicately, lovingly.

It is charming and very exciting to see these people making love before being united by nails to their cross and we cannot resist and, lifting up my wife's skirt, I penetrate her for her greatest pleasure and for mine !

A quick but pleasurable union, very sensual.

They have finished, kiss each other passionately and are each heading towards their respective cross!

Both stretched out, arms outstretched, they await the fateful moment of their definitive union with the wood of their cross.

Despite the injections they received like us, inhuman cries reflect the pain they feel when the first nails tear their wrists!

Very quickly, their arms are permanently nailed to their antlers and the executioners attack their feet.

They asked for a four-nail nailing, their ankles secured to the sides of their post so their legs were wide open for privacy.

We take off our clothes and ask to be able to take care of them before their crosses are erected.

So my wife impales herself on the man's erect phallus while I penetrate the woman whose pussy is hot and dripping.

The result of our actions is not long in coming and it is a cry of enjoyment that accompanies the pleasure we give them.

Before we step aside, we promise them we'll come back to take care of them again and make way for the carpenters.

Quickly, well done, in no time the two crosses are in their final, vertical position!

The two naked bodies are now permanently united to their cross, held in place by four nails whose heads protrude from the limbs of the two crucified who really look like they are suffering the martyr, desperately seeking the best position which, unfortunately for them, does not 'doesn't exist and they perform a lustful dance showing off their pain and excitement to the crowd who obviously love it.

Tomorrow will be our turn and neither my wife nor I regret our decision!

This cross which is going to kill us attracts us irremediably and I feel in me this irresistible desire to quickly find myself in the situation of our friends.

The crowd is paralyzed at first but cannot resist for long the sexual aura that floats in the air!

People, naked or almost, engage in touching and indulge in precise contacts.

My wife is now kneeling in front of a colossus whose cock she happily sucks!

Another man walks up behind her and bangs her asshole with an XXL-sized cock!

I have to say that the woman who sucks me is doing it as if her life depends on it and I feel that soon she is going to receive powerful jets of hot cum deep in her throat.

We owe it to ourselves to take advantage of whatever presents itself, from tomorrow we will be nailed down and our agony will have begun.

I can not wait to be there .
 
No need to put on our clothes, it is naked that we walk on this magnificent field of crosses.

We should rest but we want to make the most of the time we have left, we will have all death to rest.

There are really all kinds among the crucified!

We are currently stopped and in contemplation in front of two women of at least 75 years old who seem to me beautiful and happy to be there despite their wrinkled and damaged bodies!

Their withered breasts are nevertheless well enhanced by their position.

I can not resist and allow myself to run my hand between the legs of one of her and find that she is very wet!

I insist, stroke her clitoris and can't help but take it between my lips, tickle it with my tongue!

Despite her age, the woman reacts loudly and reaches a phenomenal orgasm!

Coming to herself, she thanks me, no longer thought she could reach such an orgasm.

I step back, smile at her, learn that she has been nailed for over 24 hours and is anxiously waiting for death to take her!

Precisely, a guard arrives with a metal bar and, in an instant, breaks both her legs just below the knees.

Her howls are bestial!

In no time, she will be happy to go back to her ancestors.

During this time my wife sucked off an equally old man, she always loved feeling the growing and hardening of a cock that she has in her mouth and managed to turn a flabby cock into a cock ready for any feats that is. elsewhere quickly enough that he ejaculated on her breasts!

All are different but all are beautiful on their cross!

I hope that tomorrow my wife and I will prove ourselves worthy of all these people who present us with an unimaginable spectacle.

If we wanted, we would stop at the foot of each cross to relieve a little of each of the crucified, but the clock is ticking and we will soon have to report to the prison to spend our last night there.

We just have time to come back and take care of our friends from the day before!

They tell us that, despite the drugs injected into them, the suffering on the cross is terrible and constant!

We relieve them as best we can by allowing them to have an extra orgasm and make an appointment for them for the next day, we will be crucified right in front of them and hope to find them still alive in order to share with them our ends of life and support each other.

Here we are, after a brief visit to our accommodation where our slaves wash us one last time and inject us with an additional dose of drugs.

Let's go !

This time, no more reversing possible, the die is cast!

Our cross, final fantasy, awaits us!

We must not disappoint her or the public who will be there to watch us suffer, enjoy and die.
 
The cell reserved for us in the prison is very rudimentary!

Windowless, wet, with only soiled straw to serve as our diapers.

As soon as we arrived, we had to take our clothes off for the last time!

We will be naked like the day we were born until the end!

We got bracelets on our wrists and ankles!

Our wrists are linked to our collar by chains, our ankles are also chained with a fairly short chain which prevents us from taking big steps.

Other than that, we are not attached. this is exactly what we asked for.

For quite a long time, nothing happens which allows us to think, it's not very good, but anyway we can't change anything, our fate is sealed.

After this agonizing wait, the door opens and four guards enter our cell, two men and two women!

They look at us, gauge us !

One of the men walks up to my wife and feels her breasts and then her pussy !

He turns around and, laughing, tells the others that the evening is going to be nice !

He pulls down his pants and presents his cock for her to shape it with her mouth.

The second one asks me the same thing and I start to suck his cock conscientiously !

I had never taken the cock of a man in the mouth and I find this first experience very pleasant.

I liked less when he forced me to swallow his cum but I did it anyway !

While one of the women started sucking me, one of the men lay on his back , they forced my wife to impale herself on the erect cock !

Then I had to enter my wife's anus before, brutally, the second man's cock penetrated me deeply !

That too was a first and, my gosh, after a painful start, I felt a lot of pleasure.

The two women also wanted to take advantage of us and it was finally with relief that they finally abandoned us at a very late hour of the night.

We then fell asleep huddled against each other, our heads full, thinking of all that we are going to undergo tomorrow !

We are not even afraid and are determined to realize our fantasy knowing that death is at hand. the arrival .

We have chosen our fate deliberately and we are ready to face it.
 
It’s time, we are rudely woken up with a powerful jet of ice water.

We are entitled to our last injection, friends, no meal is served to us to prevent us from defecating on our cross.

Then our body is slathered with an oily liquid which makes our skin shine but which will literally prevent us from cooking nailed to our cross and a last injection of drugs ends our treatment.

We are trembling as we walk through the prison door and are dazzled by a sun already beating very hard at this early hour.

The crowd is already there, excited, waiting to have a good day thanks to the show that we have to offer them.

My wife looks serene, happy, well aware of what lies ahead and ready to endure the torture that has haunted her for years and which, at last, will come true.

I find her very beautiful in her nudity and, every time I look at her, I feel my drugged cock tighten and stiffen a little harder !

I have a mad desire to ejaculate and find myself exposed naked to the crowd on this cross that has obsessed me for so long.

The time for our flogging has therefore come.

In the contract, we asked for it soft, up to the fact of being well marked by red streaks.

Going through this ordeal is essential in the ritual of the crucifixion, but it is not the most important for us.

We are therefore tied to the torture poles and the flogging begins.

Although painful, I feel that the blows that mark my skin are not very pressed !

My wife screams every time the leather straps reach her skin but apart from the rather decorative red lines, no drop of blood appears on her back and buttocks.

Twenty blows on the back and, now it's the turn of the front face !

Her breasts and her stomach are attacked but still relatively superficially belly forward as if calling for more pain.

For my part, except for the few blows which touch my erect penis and are quite painful, this test proceeds as planned, relatively soft.

My cock makes me suffer but I do not believe that it is because of the blows received but rather because of this permanent erection, this priapism caused by the injections received and which makes me ask for caresses which would lead me to a saving ejaculation.

Detached, we wait for someone to come and fix our patibulum on our shoulders !

This is where our special requests begin !

We have, in fact, asked to have a common patibulum and it is therefore this beam twice as long as usually that we are tied.

The choice is deliberate so that we can encourage and help each other throughout the procession.

We know that if one of us falls, he will drag the other down !

The whips seem to crack harder and force us to move forward !

One foot after another with these chains at our ankles that forbid us to take big steps.

Even transported two, the beam that connects us weighs very heavy !

I do my best to relieve my wife as much as possible but can not prevent her from falling and follows her in her fall.

There, the leather thongs do not spare us and we grit our teeth to get up and continue our way to the place of our crucifixion which we reach quite quickly.

Shed off the weight, we recuperate a bit before making, for the last time, love both in front of the super excited crowd who would like to join us.

We have cleared our heads thinking of nothing but the pleasure of the other and this ultimate interpenetration results in a loud and devastating orgasm.

We part with an "I love you and will love you always" and we make it available to the executioners so that they can unite us to our crosses.

In no time, we will begin our agony the way we intended.

We belong to you, our crosses, we come and make the final gift of our bodies to you.
 
Back
Top Bottom