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Idea For Crux Images​

Here is an idea for what kind of crux images I would like to see. I would like to see big beautiful women crucified, totally nude of course, which there are not enough images of on CruxForums.
I would also like to see the women crucified in reverse, so ass to see their asses front and center, instead of the face and front that is the usual here.
I moved all in this thread for reanimation. I think, you can find here, what you search.
 
Facing the wood

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Sitting naked
on my cross
Heels dug in
soft damp earth
Arms wrapped tightly
'round my knees

Waiting fearfully
My turn next
to be stretched
back to wood
nailed and raised
to dance and die

So many others
raised already
Their plaintive moans
pitiful cries
prayers and curses
resound around me

I wait and wait
terror stricken
Why are they
so awfully slow?
Get it over with!
Please, just crucify me!

Here they come
at long last
Let go my knees
reclining helpfully
What point Is there
in resisting?

But wait
What's this?
An iron grip
on my shoulder
flips me over
Facing the wood

Banged head
Bloody nose
Knee on back
to hold me down
struggling, fighting
Facing the wood

Arms held
out forcibly
Bound fast with
rope in place
Nails to wrists
Facing the wood

Screaming, kicking
trying to rise
Slammed back down
Nails driven ruthlessly
through narrow wrists
Facing the wood

Raising head
looking left
then right
clenching fists
flowing blood
Facing the wood

Legs aligned
side by side
atop of stipe
Feet held down
heels out
Facing the wood

Struggling vainly
nail points held
'gainst my soles
Driven through
shattering bones
Facing the wood

Terrible pain
Twisting, writhing
sobbing, retching
Tears streaming
down my cheeks
Facing the wood

Cross rising
shaking, shuddering
Sliding down
wood abrading
soft fair skin
Facing the wood

Dropped in hole
Jarring impact
Hanging upright
Securing slats
driven home
Facing the wood

"Flog her"
chants the crowd
demanding their
fill of blood
and suffering
Facing the wood

I brace myself
Tender breasts
tumescent points
swelled and bulging
'gainst the post
Facing the wood

First one rips
across my back
cutting, slashing deep
Head thrown back
in anguished cry
Facing the wood

Back and forth
shoulders to hips
Angry stripes
rising welts
flecks of blood
Facing the wood

"Lower, lower"
cries the crowd
Vicious strokes
across tight little
quivering cheeks
Facing the wood

"Hot irons, hot irons"
demands the crowd
Frantic glance over shoulder
Fearsome glowing
red tip approaching
Facing the wood

Hands grip and
part my thighs
Intense heat
drawing closer
plunged in deep
Facing the wood

Head back in
howling scream
smell of burning flesh
Knees clasping, squeezing
hard 'gainst the post
Facing the wood

Hot iron driven
ever deeper
Nerves screaming
pain unbearable
passing out
Facing the wood

Hours later
regaining consciousness
Wracked with pain
hanging limp
eyes closed
Facing the wood

Crowd dispersed
Near silence
save for occasional
cries by others
begging death
Facing the wood

End is near
Strength ebbing
muscles cramped
head lolling
back and forth
Facing the wood

They came again
one last time
Swung a mallet
broke my legs
Scarcely moaned
Facing the wood

Open eyes for
one last look
Darkened sky
end of day
Death descends
Facing the wood


Barbaria, 2015
Very erotic Barb.
 
I’m breathless after reading facing the wood

I suspected it was intentional that the pace quickened through the poem. I loved it, by the end the line “facing the wood” was like a whip crack to me, and just as much a turn on. Particularly during the whipping and branding.

Thanks again, I think I’ll read it again right now!
 
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I’m breathless after reading facing the wood

I suspected it was intentional that the pace quickened through the poem. I loved it, by the end the line “facing the wood” was like a whip crack to me, and just as much a turn on. Particularly during the whipping and branding.

Thanks again, I think I’ll read it again right now!
Thanks so much for saying
 
Thanks so much for saying
Thanks for acknowledging. I always worry about coming off slightly creepy when describing my reactions. I mean I guess it is obvious and acceptable here, but I’m still enslaved to RL sensibilities when describing arousal.

I am opening up here though. I’ll be seeking more of your work to read. Thanks again!
 
When I associate your name with "facing the wood" Barb I actually think more of you tied to the whipping post, stripped bare to the waist, ready to receive your public whipping. But that's just me.
That would be a good subject for a poem too ;)
 
Some recent postings illustrating facing the wood of the post, being prepared, always a very erotic moment Of course, one or two more firm tugs to her clothing would be necessary to get it properly lowered to her hips, below her belly button.«Крепостная» flogging dress ripped-00.00.01.560.jpeg«Крепостная» flogging dress ripped-00.00.04.763.jpeg
 

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Young Buns On The Cross​

Deep in the woods, unloved and isolated, there was a young thief, crucified for her crime of stealing food from the market.

Young Buns Crucified-Cutter.jpg

Technically she's crucified on a tree, not a cross. The title should have been "Young Buns On The Wood".
 
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