Why? I think, thats need a investigation.
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You're lucky, @Barbaria1 . I finished the forum surveillance now. Bedtime here.
Loxuru
Graf von Kreuzigung
malins
Stumbling Seeker
I strain to keep my feet pressed against the upright, the right pressing firm on the left, that one pushing down on solid wood... smoothly finished wood but at least still dry, not yet slick from sweat and juices, so with his support I barely manage to not slip... be quick now, pierce me, fix me, hold me!
Flame shoots up my shins as skin splits, flesh parts and bone shifts ... the nail diving in ... coming out through my sole from the inside ... and then sinking deeper, I'm in spasms as the dull clink of hammer on nail muffled by flesh turns into a more metallic ring ... the nail is biting into solid wood!
Two more blows and ... amid the pain there is that strange, cool, but firm sensation of the nail-head pressing against the top of my foot, sealing my fate ... it is done! I am crucified!
At the mercy of this cruel master now with his untiring limbs. My feet crossed over, I twist as I push up, that deep solid pain somehow carrying me, lifting me , urging me to push against, I go up pressing my thighs together and rubbing against the post...
I shudder as I feel his hand trace along my leg, up my thighs to my hips ...rough and tender on my skin ... that same hand! That drove the nail right through! crucified me!
... with ... a nail I'd brought along myself. Because ... I wanted it!
I arch out, throw myself side to side, push as high as I can go in the first frenzy of my crucifixion ... but soon, I begin to learn, get a taste of that lesson the cross has taught since the dawn of ages ... how futile useless and puny all my struggles are, that I must weaken, sink low and fall exhausted, but then I'll be stretched, and torn and starved of air till I must rise again, with no respite ...
Loxuru
Graf von Kreuzigung
Here is the manip from @phlebas that inspired me.
In case you meet that lady somewhere at the meeting, could you remind her that she left me crucified in that storage room? Thank you!
Manips By Phlebas
Just wait until we have the vr 3d Can't wait :) For a moment, I was thinking you had started a 'spot the 7 differences' thread!;) It was a bit like that :) And on that note, we'll take a brief break from the trip down memory lane. Here is a brand new manip I did for one of our members...
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In case you meet that lady somewhere at the meeting, could you remind her that she left me crucified in that storage room? Thank you!
malins
Stumbling Seeker
I think I ... just saw her ... after all I have a relatively good vantage point from up here.In case you meet that lady somewhere at the meeting, could you remind her that she left me crucified in that storage room? Thank you!
(I can also just about see over the tops of people's heads through the door to where you're crucified in that storage room... )
I did try to get her attention and have a word with her.
All that got me though was a very painful blow, the belt buckle digging deep into my thigh!
"Worthless crucified slave-meat! how dare you disrespectfully address the High Priestess of Rome!" she hissed!
I'm afraid ... some of the people who've invited themselves here are ... really crazy ... actually dangerous!
Some of them seem to have this idea they can bring to life some weird imagination of Rome!
Loxuru
Graf von Kreuzigung
As people leave all doors open now! That's you right there in the opposite room!
As long as they don't bring in lions!
malins
Stumbling Seeker
Not THAT door! Don't open that one! No!!!As long as they don't bring in lions!
( Red Lion is just supposed to be a name! )
malins
Stumbling Seeker
Okay either this is the exact moment where everything descends into complete bloody mayhem ...View attachment 909534 Oh Shit! A red lion!
or it's just two guys doing a well-rehearsed stunt in an unusually convincing lion suit for everyone's entertainment.
Like with matted hair in front of my face, tears blurring my vision, struggling to keep my head up, the bad lighting, and just generally the state of being crucified ... I can't really judge reliably what it is I think I'm seeing.
All I can say for sure is, it's chaos!
IT CAN DEFINITELY TAKE A FEW YEARS OFF, BUT FROM WHICH END? THAT'S WHAT YOU HAVE TO ASK YOURSELF.View attachment 908915 Being crucified makes me look thirty years younger!
LittleSiss
Sorceress
Perception ...
Is abandoned, within the unsorted mental state of the thought of unknown torment.
Your mind is as naked as your soul and body.
Chills of the early morning air and the burning stings of many strikes, only minutes before.
The place ... the moment ... the site of what is to come, before you with the open sky singing the day beginning.
Or there is early morning tea???
Is abandoned, within the unsorted mental state of the thought of unknown torment.
Your mind is as naked as your soul and body.
Chills of the early morning air and the burning stings of many strikes, only minutes before.
The place ... the moment ... the site of what is to come, before you with the open sky singing the day beginning.
Or there is early morning tea???
LittleSiss
Sorceress
Honestly! You can’t see either of them!Tea for two and two for tea ....
Loxuru
Graf von Kreuzigung
I suggest you take them from the younger end and add them to the older end!IT CAN DEFINITELY TAKE A FEW YEARS OFF, BUT FROM WHICH END? THAT'S WHAT YOU HAVE TO ASK YOURSELF.
Here is the manip from @phlebas that inspired me.
Manips By Phlebas
Just wait until we have the vr 3d Can't wait :) For a moment, I was thinking you had started a 'spot the 7 differences' thread!;) It was a bit like that :) And on that note, we'll take a brief break from the trip down memory lane. Here is a brand new manip I did for one of our members...cruxforums.com
In case you meet that lady somewhere at the meeting, could you remind her that she left me crucified in that storage room? Thank you!
View attachment 909468
A couple of ladies have found your store room, Lox, and are making good use of what they found there. Your mysterious lady is also back, I'm sure she will have sharp "words" for you.
Some people here are crazy enough to be crucified naked with nails, hey, we are an open minded group. A little bit of crazy helps.
Anyway, I have eased Yupar through her immediate need, she hangs panting on her cross, her chest glistening with saliva and, well, you can imagine what else.
I hear Malins gasp, Loxuru's mysterious woman has dealt her a painful blow with the buckle end of a belt, the red welt contrasting with her pale bare thigh. Malins is capable of taking much more than this. "How are you Malins?" I ask, running my hand over the welt. I can't help myself, my hand travels up her thigh and around to the small of her back, the top of her arse where it meets the cross. The other travels up the inner thigh, very close to the place her legs meet. So close, hair tickles the back of my hand. "Is there anything I can do for you?"
Loxuru
Graf von Kreuzigung
malins
Stumbling Seeker
I don't even know what's crazy anymore.
Me?
This place?
Is it crazy or is it just ... that what was a dream ... is now so real, so true!?
Maybe this really is an occult ritual, to open a portal and bring back the glory of Rome?
Crazy!
I can't tell.
At least,
... someone's tamed the lion!
I'm crucified! ... you can do anything and everything!
From my outstretched strain, I sink down a bit ... both my feet rotating a bit outwards around the long nail that goes through both of them.
Oh that hurts ... my flesh has swollen around the nail, pressing onto it, so that it doesn't slip easily. Shudders and gasps, and I push out against you.
Yupar
Regina Iudaeorum
You push out from the cross again, pushing into my hand, I feel your pussy urgently searching for my touch, desperate to ease the agony of your nailed feet. The hand behind you cups your left arse cheek, soft and round, firming a little as you strain to arch out from the wood. My other hand gives you want you crave, fingers finding the folds between your thighs, sliding along the slit, encouraging you to open yourself fully to your desires. You rub against my hand, hips moving, needful of that contact, that touch. Helpless, so helpless stretched and pinned as you are, yet your desire still moves you. My other hand runs slowly up and down your back, sliding over your curved buttocks to feel for the opening beneath. Your movements become stronger, settling into a rhythm, while my fingers slowly penetrate and stroke, tease and tickle you.
I look up to your face, but your eyes are closed. I watch your breasts shiver gently as you slowly wriggle, building slowly, finding pleasure through the pain, pursuing the most personal goal in the face of humiliating exposure.
What a magnificent sight!