hongzu117
Magistrate
At least you're sure to write better than me，haha.(Just a joke)
In fact, my Chinese teacher once told me that no one can write naturally，you have good ideas，I think you're going to write pretty good things.
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Should girl's body be oiled before the crucifixion？
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In fact, my Chinese teacher once told me that no one can write naturally，you have good ideas，I think you're going to write pretty good things.
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Piper Marie
Guest
I wish that was true, lol! I have two stories here, but I don't consider them that good. Didn't proof read, just typed it out, and that was pretty much it. Called them both Edge of Eternity, because I lack originality.
http://www.cruxforums.com/xf/threads/edge-of-eternity.5054/
http://www.cruxforums.com/xf/threads/edge-of-eternity-2.6681/
hongzu117
Magistrate
I have to admit, I could not quite see whether the English works are good.As the Chinese is difficult for me to feel English literary's phrasing.
But I like these two stories，I think they are interesting.
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Piper Marie
Guest
Fox-on-Cross
Great-Cruxinquisitor
The smell of vanilla may not.
hongzu117
Magistrate
Excuse me? I'm sorry but I don't know what you mean, this is a slang or jargon？
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Piper Marie
Guest
yeah, I don't get it either to be honest...
hongzu117
Magistrate
I think you can continue to write，lesbian elements are attractive in such literature.
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Piper Marie
Guest
I agree, but sadly I have not found very many in high fantasy. We need more LGBT protags, not just side characters.
hongzu117
Magistrate
In fact, I think LGBT is not uncommon in pornography, let alone BDSM or even snuff literary works.
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Piper Marie
Guest
lol, I was speaking in general, not just where it would be obvious.
Lgbt characters exist across all story telling mediums, but I have not read any in which an Lgbt member has been the main focus protagonist in an urban fantasy or high fantasy setting.
hongzu117
Magistrate
Well, at least in the Chinese literature I have seen, lesbian elements are very common, especially In addition to good friends, that is those of mother daughter and sisters.lol, I was speaking in general, not just where it would be obvious.
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Piper Marie
Guest
That makes me wish I could read them. Were any translated into english?
hongzu117
Magistrate
I'm sorry that my translation ability is not enough，but I have a ready-made article here.The author calls Hitomi Yiu，this is a Japanese name, but she is Chinese，she is very good at snuff literature.You can buy her English e-books here：https://www.amazon.com/s/ref=dp_byl...gital-text&text=Hitomi+Yiu&sort=relevancerank
The Chinese version of her works is freely published on the Internet.
Please note that there may be some uncomfortable contents, but I think her description is very aesthetical.
In the Roman arena, the 'performers' were generally coated with grease - I think animal fat (lard) rather than olive oil -
I suppose it made 'contact sports' like wrestling more sexy (and you can find videos of modern women wrestling when well-oiled on YouTube - and I mean coated in oil
), otherwise as has been said, the glistening bare bodies probably aroused both sexes in the crowd.
In the Passion of Saint Perpetua, the last passage written by Perpetua herself refers to this:
The day before we fought, I saw in a vision that Pomponius the deacon had come hither to the door of the prison, and knocked hard upon it. And I went out to him and opened to him; he was clothed in a white robe ungirdled, having shoes curiously wrought. And he said to me: Perpetua, we await you; come. And he took my hand, and we began to go through rugged and winding places. At last with much breathing hard we came to the amphitheatre, and he led me into the midst of the arena. And he said to me: Be not afraid; I am here with you and labour together with you. And he went away. And I saw much people watching closely. And because I knew that I was condemned to the beasts I marvelled that beasts were not sent out against me. And there came out against me a certain ill-favored Egyptian with his helpers, to fight with me. Also there came to me comely young men, my helpers and aiders. And I was stripped naked, and I became a man. And my helpers began to rub me with oil as their custom is for a contest; and over against me saw that Egyptian wallowing in the dust. And there came forth a man of very great stature, so that he overpassed the very top of the amphitheatre, wearing a robe ungirdled, and beneath it between the two stripes over the breast a robe of purple; having also shoes curiously wrought in gold and silver; bearing a rod like a master of gladiators, and a green branch whereon were golden apples. And he besought silence and said: The Egyptian, if shall conquer this woman, shall slay her with the sword; and if she shall conquer him, she shall receive this branch. And he went away. And we came nigh to each other, and began to buffet one another. He tried to trip up my feet, but I with my heels smote upon his face. And I rose up into the air and began so to smite him as though I trod not the earth. But when I saw that there was yet delay, I joined my hands, setting finger against finger of them. And I caught his head, and he fell upon his face; and I trod upon his head. And the people began to shout, and my helpers began to sing. And I went up to the master of gladiators and received the branch. And he kissed me and said to me: Daughter, peace be with you. And I began to go with glory to the gate called the Gate of Life. And I awoke; and I understood that I should fight, not with beasts but against the devil; but I knew that mine was the victory.
I suppose it made 'contact sports' like wrestling more sexy (and you can find videos of modern women wrestling when well-oiled on YouTube - and I mean coated in oil
), otherwise as has been said, the glistening bare bodies probably aroused both sexes in the crowd.In the Passion of Saint Perpetua, the last passage written by Perpetua herself refers to this:
The day before we fought, I saw in a vision that Pomponius the deacon had come hither to the door of the prison, and knocked hard upon it. And I went out to him and opened to him; he was clothed in a white robe ungirdled, having shoes curiously wrought. And he said to me: Perpetua, we await you; come. And he took my hand, and we began to go through rugged and winding places. At last with much breathing hard we came to the amphitheatre, and he led me into the midst of the arena. And he said to me: Be not afraid; I am here with you and labour together with you. And he went away. And I saw much people watching closely. And because I knew that I was condemned to the beasts I marvelled that beasts were not sent out against me. And there came out against me a certain ill-favored Egyptian with his helpers, to fight with me. Also there came to me comely young men, my helpers and aiders. And I was stripped naked, and I became a man. And my helpers began to rub me with oil as their custom is for a contest; and over against me saw that Egyptian wallowing in the dust. And there came forth a man of very great stature, so that he overpassed the very top of the amphitheatre, wearing a robe ungirdled, and beneath it between the two stripes over the breast a robe of purple; having also shoes curiously wrought in gold and silver; bearing a rod like a master of gladiators, and a green branch whereon were golden apples. And he besought silence and said: The Egyptian, if shall conquer this woman, shall slay her with the sword; and if she shall conquer him, she shall receive this branch. And he went away. And we came nigh to each other, and began to buffet one another. He tried to trip up my feet, but I with my heels smote upon his face. And I rose up into the air and began so to smite him as though I trod not the earth. But when I saw that there was yet delay, I joined my hands, setting finger against finger of them. And I caught his head, and he fell upon his face; and I trod upon his head. And the people began to shout, and my helpers began to sing. And I went up to the master of gladiators and received the branch. And he kissed me and said to me: Daughter, peace be with you. And I began to go with glory to the gate called the Gate of Life. And I awoke; and I understood that I should fight, not with beasts but against the devil; but I knew that mine was the victory.
hongzu117
Magistrate
What a pity，unlike the Colosseum performance，the crucifixion performance obviously does not have the possibility of participation by the whole people（After all，not every time，let everyone take luggage and food on the back，leave the city for watch several days crucifixion）.Otherwise, I think the Romans would have to leave this fine tradition to the victim of the cross.In the Roman arena, the 'performers' were generally coated with grease - I think animal fat (lard) rather than olive oil -
I suppose it made 'contact sports' like wrestling more sexy (and you can find videos of modern women wrestling when well-oiled on YouTube - and I mean coated in oil
In the Passion of Saint Perpetua, the last passage written by Perpetua herself refers to this:
The day before we fought, I saw in a vision that Pomponius the deacon had come hither to the door of the prison, and knocked hard upon it. And I went out to him and opened to him; he was clothed in a white robe ungirdled, having shoes curiously wrought. And he said to me: Perpetua, we await you; come. And he took my hand, and we began to go through rugged and winding places. At last with much breathing hard we came to the amphitheatre, and he led me into the midst of the arena. And he said to me: Be not afraid; I am here with you and labour together with you. And he went away. And I saw much people watching closely. And because I knew that I was condemned to the beasts I marvelled that beasts were not sent out against me. And there came out against me a certain ill-favored Egyptian with his helpers, to fight with me. Also there came to me comely young men, my helpers and aiders. And I was stripped naked, and I became a man. And my helpers began to rub me with oil as their custom is for a contest; and over against me saw that Egyptian wallowing in the dust. And there came forth a man of very great stature, so that he overpassed the very top of the amphitheatre, wearing a robe ungirdled, and beneath it between the two stripes over the breast a robe of purple; having also shoes curiously wrought in gold and silver; bearing a rod like a master of gladiators, and a green branch whereon were golden apples. And he besought silence and said: The Egyptian, if shall conquer this woman, shall slay her with the sword; and if she shall conquer him, she shall receive this branch. And he went away. And we came nigh to each other, and began to buffet one another. He tried to trip up my feet, but I with my heels smote upon his face. And I rose up into the air and began so to smite him as though I trod not the earth. But when I saw that there was yet delay, I joined my hands, setting finger against finger of them. And I caught his head, and he fell upon his face; and I trod upon his head. And the people began to shout, and my helpers began to sing. And I went up to the master of gladiators and received the branch. And he kissed me and said to me: Daughter, peace be with you. And I began to go with glory to the gate called the Gate of Life. And I awoke; and I understood that I should fight, not with beasts but against the devil; but I knew that mine was the victory.
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Hmm, I find I also shiver as it slides down your body!
I don't know, after that first quote I suspect that you would provide plenty to appreciate! Just watching that one drop of sweat, slowly make its way down your front, over your trembling belly, down into that sweet thatch . . . . . . . . sorry, was I saying something? I got distracted
hongzu117
Magistrate
The association between sweat and sensitive organs has always been pornographic.And extra volunteers
Hmm, I find I also shiver as it slides down your body!
I don't know, after that first quote I suspect that you would provide plenty to appreciate! Just watching that one drop of sweat, slowly make its way down your front, over your trembling belly, down into that sweet thatch . . . . . . . . sorry, was I saying something? I got distracted
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Piper Marie
Guest
When I imagine myself beign crucified in the desert heat, my heaving body soaked in sweat in my exhaustion, it makes me wet.
I think about how it tickles and hurts at the same time as beads of sweat slide down the valley between my breasts down my tummy, over and around my shaven pussy, and slowly drips off into the sand below. The sweat the clings to my hardened nipples hurts and tickles as well as it slowly slips off the tip and drops to the heated sands below.
It slides down my forehead and stings my eyes, mercilessly, both drool and sweat forum around my lips and stay there long enough to forum a tear shaped drop as it splatters against my breast and starts it's way down my body.
hongzu117
Magistrate
It's so pornographic, I like this.