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You should upgrade or use an alternative browser. Consensual Crucifixion. Thread starter carloscruz Start date Nov 28, I really like and get excited with consensual crucifixion stories.

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The idea of women or men going voluntarily to the cross excites me greatly. Could anyone recomend stories of consensual ctucifixion. KvK Tribune. Click to expand Naraku Draconarius. Thns a lot! Fox-on-Cross Great-Cruxinquisitor.

Nice would be in your home a secret room with two fixed crosses opposite to each other. One problem when you are only with three people is that not simultaneously the two victims can be crucified, this difference in time makes the consensual time shortener. Life is imperfect. LittleSiss Sorceress. It's took a little searching but I think you will like this one. Thanks a lot for taking the time to help me! Loxuru Graf von Kreuzigung. Thanks for the suggestion. I am considering and have some ideas for a long consensual crux story. I will post some ideas and I will try to get some feed back.

Bdsm crucifixion stories is a great thread and a great concept. I seems the thread has silently been extinguished. Here some thoughts about the concept. About consensual crucifixion, I think of many aspects. Carloscruz has mentioned already the option of men and women getting themselves nailed to a cross, to die on it. That idea does not appeal to me that much in contrast to volunteering with ropes, but that is intended as an erotic experience.

The base line is that crucifixion is a death sentence. A cruel one. Many years ago, I read a thriller about a Polish spy during WW2, who informed London about what was going on in Auschwitz. He hoped the Allies would take action in order to stop the genocide, but the British thought he was exaggerating, and the only move they would make was to bomb the industrial infrastructure around the camp and even that failedregardless of the casualties that were to be inflicted among the prisoners and forced laborers. Finally, let down by the Bdsm crucifixion stories and hunted by the Gestapo, the spy saw only one way out for himself : Auschwitz.

In one of the final scenes, he voluntarily s a line of prisoners, waiting naked for what the others think will be a shower. Only he knew better… One idea, similar to that story, is submitting to the sentence of crucifixion as an opt-out, because there are alternatives that are even worse. So you prefer being crucified for a crime committed in a country far away, where nobody knows you. Another possible storyline to explore is anticipation. Imagine : you live in a society where crucifixion is a common death sentence.

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It is meant as a method to scare people from breaking the law. Nevertheless, you commit a crime or any other act that is sanctioned by crucifixion, fully aware of what could happen to you. Is it a calculated risk, or playing a game with an unspoken deep desire? Very interesting ideas Loxuru. I will post a couple of short stories soon, I hope clarifying a little that extrange fantasy of mine. I look forward to them. I have opened a thread that could be related to this topic. In order to make clear my interpretation of 'voluntary crucifixion', I post an excerpt from a story I wrote a few years Bdsm crucifixion stories.

And more trouble is around the corner. Someone with connections. Then his little empire was finished quickly. We were both arrested and imprisoned in the citadel of the capital Melita. He suddenly faced a series of serious allegations: fraud, theft, bribery, tax evasion, Enough for risking the death penalty and its competitors would do everything to put pressure to the local Praefect. Detail: he was not a Roman citizen.

I myself just got accused of complicity.

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I saw him back the next day. We were both brought, with our hands tied to the back, to a little square in the city. There we had to climb a scaffold. We were both stripped naked and with hands over our he attached to a bar. Then we got publicly administered twenty lashes of the whip each. Hard whipping. Of the kind that lets one shriek of pain, that makes you call your mother, that makes you lose control of your body. A whipping that even makes the strongest and bravest men cry and begging to stop.

It was a painful public humiliation for the both of us. My master was silent all the while. I learned then why: he had just heard before his death sentence. The death on the cross! For me, it would have been over with those twenty strokes except that I would of course again be standing on the street without money and had to stay out of the way of my other creditors, against which my master had always protected me — in short: slavery was still my possible fate.

But during our public whipping I had been recognized by an agent of my father, who, with that information immediately had gone to the Praefect. So, I was again Bdsm crucifixion stories the Praefect, where I was formally recognized by the agent. It was strange, because everyone was convinced that I had been crucified in Jerusalem a few months earlier because of murder on a trader. The Praefect announced that I would be brought to Gaul, where a trial would await me, for theft, with the aggravating element that I had stolen the money from my father.

I asked him what I risked. Thereupon the punishment was death by drowning. I knew how that would happen. I would be tied naked to a pole that hung above the water. With my ankles and my wrists attached backwards, or according to the fancies of the executioner. He would then let down the pole until I would go under, and then let me come out, so that I might breathe, to let me down again.

This could continue, up to half an Bdsm crucifixion stories in which the intervals of immersion would be longer and longer. Not a funny prospect! That was a suspicious death.

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There has been a suspect questioned, the person with which he was last seen, but who had a conclusive alibi and who has thereafter been allowed to continue his voyage to Rhodes. After some time, the case has been filed, in the absence of other suspects. It was believed the killer had left the island. There is also a reward on bringing evidence regarding to the killer. I did it! What's your motive? I needed money. But this beats everything! A self-accusation!

And what would you win by that? You can compare with the facts from the file. Only the inquirers and the killer would know that. So I convinced Bdsm crucifixion stories Praefect there that I had been the culprit. What do you think now you are gaining? That money of the reward will help you nothing. Your case only worsened! Donate that money to whom you want. I did it for a favour, I said. As usual in public, so that the traders are given the satisfaction and the reassurance that murderers and robbers of merchants are given theirs properly, and that Roman law actually protects them!

Instead of being send to Gaul. Death by hanging on the cross. My sentence came out well for justice. Two days later, some pirates would be crucified along the quays of the Sirocco Bay. The execution of my master was also scheduled there, the same day.

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