Her husband has persuaded his wife to take her passion for nudism one step further. She is naturally submissive and has tried some light bondage and spankings. She confesses her desire to exhibit herself like the crux girls. Her husband decides to take her to a secluded place. She strips. She lies on the rough timber, the sharp wood teases her naked body as he stands back to admire her form and position she asks in an almost whisper what he is doing. Is he going to nail her like this she asks? Or has he arranged for someone else to do the deed on her. Perhaps he has. Perhaps he is inviting that man, any man, to do her now, like this:
A man who recognises a beautiful woman readying herself for him. She is in a heightened state now. Her husband has taken photographs and posted them on the Crux Forum. The same forum that got her so wet looking at the other 'crux girls'. Now she is (almost) one herself.
She is breathing more heavily, the thrill of her predicament is making her become increasingly wet. The thrill of exhibiting herself, displaying herself, the hundreds of men who will be gazing on her nude form. The expectation of not knowing what they are thinking, what they have planned for her, she is fearful and a little afraid but she is also moaning and she is resolute. She is definitely going to go through with it.
Her heart pounding as in her thoughts she is begging 'to be told'. To be told how many men will be carrying out the final act of securing her willing naked body to the timber. They will let her achieve the experience and the rush of a full crucifixion. To become just like the other girls on the forum. Her juices are flowing so much they are staining the dry parched timber as she wriggles her shapely bottom on the gnarled trunk, she has placed her delicate feet in the perfect position to be pinioned, her hands behind her tiny waist emphasising her tits. She is almost but not quite the crux girl she has fantasised about, her innermost desire to be exhibited naked and taken to be summarily crucified is moments away. She is ready, so ready. She deserves this as she lays her head back in a true subservient way her nipples go rock hard, her chest is heaving pushing up her magnificent tits.
"Oh my god" she says half under her breath "please" she says, not in a plea for clemency but for the man or men to step forward, make themselves known and deliver her just punishment. She has been naughty, she knows this and as a result has given away control. A man, any man will be telling her very soon what he needs from her in her final moments.
This is it, the moment of her crucifixion has arrived. There are dozens if not hundreds of men now looking at her. These are the men her husband warned her about when she described her ultimate fantasy. These are the members of the Crux Forum. The men who know how a woman like her should be dealt with. The same men who she agreed to expose herself to, men who will have sadistic thoughts and ultimately do the deed for her.
Her husband had warned her that if she showed herself like she is now on the forum, totally bare and in a submissive position then she had to be prepared for the consequences. She wants it even more as she listens to her husbands warnings, just as he has described the forum members are already forming their plans for this woman. She is here displaying herself and she clearly is ready.
"Tell them to do their worst with me" she whispers ...then she adds: "and please tell them that they must tell me what to do, they must order me, use me however they want" she is approaching her first orgasm as she then whispers; "tell all the men to not in any way hold back as to what it is you will all do to my little naked body, I want to hear ALL of your plans for me...."
