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Hi, i'm open for suggestions and many of the ideas fits in my own projects. So i can realize some ideas of the community member if i had the time. But actualy, i'm in Austria for snowboarding.:aaaaa:
Hi, I just discovered your work yesterday and I'm really amazed! Thanks for your work, it fascinates me and I like when you say it's only imaginative, it help us to be normal and nice persons in real life. As you say you are open to suggestions, I transcribe here (in English and original French) a marquis de Sade text that has always haunted me. Thanks again for your magnificent work.

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Zelmire’s turn: they roast her clitoris, sear her tongue, brake her gums, extract four of her teeth, burn her thighs in six places before and behind, snip away her nipples, unfinger both her hands and when she is thus prepared to afford pleasure, Curval embuggers her. But he does not discharge.

Up steps Fanchon. Their attentions cost her an eye.

Escorted by Desgranges and Duclos, the Duc and Curval make a journey to the cellars with Augustine in the course of that night; her ass has been preserved in excellent condition, 'tis now lashed to tatters, then the two brothers alternately embugger her, but guard their seed, and then the Duc gives her fifty-eight wounds in the buttocks, pours boiling oil into each gash. He drives a hot iron into her cunt, another into her ass, and fucks her wounded charms, his prick sheathed in a sealskin condom which worsens the already lamentable state of her privities. That accomplished, the flesh is peeled away from the bones of her arms and legs, which bones are sawed in several different places, then her nerves are laid bare in four adjacent places, the nerve ends are tied to a short stick which, like a tourniquet, is twisted, thus drawing forth the aforesaid nerves, which are very delicate parts of the human anatomy and, which, when mistreated, cause the patient to suffer much. Augustine's agonies are unheard-of.

She is given some respite and allowed to recruit her strength, then Messieurs resume work, but this time, as the nerves are pulled into sight, they are scraped with the blade of a knife. The friends complete that operation and now move elsewhere; a hole is bored in her throat, her tongue is drawn back, down, and passed through it, 'tis a comical effect, they broil her remaining breast, then, clutching a scalpel, the Duc thrusts his hand into her cunt and cuts through the partition dividing the anus from the vagina; he throws aside the scalpel, reintroduces his hand, and rummaging about in her entrails, forces her to shit through her cunt, another amusing stunt; then, availing himself of the same entrance, he reaches up and tears open her stomach. Next, they concentrate upon her visage: cut away her ears, burn her nasal passages, blind her eyes with molten sealing wax, girdle her cranium, hang her by the hair, attach heavy stones to her feet, and allow her to drop: the top of the skull remains dangling.

She was still breathing when she fell, and the Duc encunted her in this sorry state; he discharged and came away only the more enraged. They split her belly, opened her, and applied fire to her entrails; scalpel in hand, the President burrows in her chest and harasses her heart, puncturing it in several places. 'Twas only then her soul fled her body



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Arrive Zelmire: on lui brûle le clitoris, la langue, les gencives, on lui arrache quatre dents, on la brûle en six endroits des cuisses par-devant et par-derrière, on lui coupe les deux bouts des tétons, tous les doigts des mains, et Curval l'encule en cet état sans décharger.
On amène Fanchon à qui on crève un oeil. -
Pendant la nuit, le duc et Curval, escortés de Desgranges et de Duclos, descendent Augustine au caveau. Elle avait le cul très conservé, on la fouette, puis chacun l'encule sans décharger; ensuite le duc lui fait cinquante-huit blessures sur les fesses, dans chacune desquelles il coule de l'huile bouillante. Il lui enfonce un fer chaud dans le con et dans le cul, et la fout sur les blessures avec un condom de peau de chien de mer qui redéchirait les brûlures. Cela fait, on lui découvre les os et on les lui scie en différents endroits. Puis l'on découvre ses nerfs en quatre endroits formant la croix, on attache à un tourniquet chaque bout de ces nerfs, et on tourne, ce qui lui allonge ces parties délicates et la fait souffrir des douleurs inouïes. On lui donne du relâche pour la mieux faire souffrir, puis on reprend l'opération, et, à cette fois, on lui égratigne les nerfs avec un canif, à mesure qu'on les allonge. Cela fait, on lui fait un trou au gosier, par lequel on ramène et fait passer sa langue; on lui brûle à petit feu le téton qui lui reste, puis on lui enfonce dans le con une main armée d'un scalpel avec lequel on brise la cloison qui sépare l'anus du vagin; on quitte le scalpel, on renfonce la main, on va chercher dans ses entrailles et la force à chier par le con; ensuite, par la même ouverture, on va lui fendre le sac de l'estomac. Puis l'on revient au visage: on lui coupe les oreilles, on lui brûle l'intérieur du nez, on lui éteint les yeux en laissant distiller de la cire d'Espagne brûlante dedans, on lui cerne le crâne, on la pend par les cheveux en lui attachant des pierres aux pieds, pour qu'elle tombe et que le crâne s'arrache. Quand elle tomba de cette chute, elle respirait encore, et le duc la foutit en con dans cet état; il déchargea et n'en sortit que plus furieux. On l'ouvrit, on lui brûla les entrailles dans le ventre même, et on passa une main armée d'un scalpel qui fut lui piquer le coeur en dedans, à différentes places. Ce fut là qu'elle rendit l'âme.
 
Have fun snowboarding Gerd! :)
Maybe you didn't see my message?!
Yes, your art is very fascinating. At Pixiv I was in contact with Zerns and Zerns recommended the forum to me. I don't really care much about crucifixes, but the 3d-art nightmares thread is very intriguing. Some stories also correspond to my fantasy. I even made various similar topics in real life as a photo session including video. It's for a new online project. For most artists (including me) different situations repeat themselves over and over again. Just like you, when the victim often disappears into a "crypt" and is only connected to the outside world with a pipe. Zern's art is great, but often overdone for my own fantasy. too much blood, too much shredded flesh.
The story with the concrete and the story with the sculpture fascinate me the most. It would have been interesting to weld a plate to the mouth to breathe with a small tube. Put a metal funnel on your head and then pour hot liquid beli or something similar into it. There would be another variant of the situation: if there were openings of about 2 centimeters in the area of the pussy, ass, mouth, eyes and ears. When the sculpture slowly fills with the hot liquid metal. then the metal runs out of the lower holes first and becomes hard. In the head area, the liquid metal runs out of the extinguishers in the eyes and mouth. It looks like the victim is crying metal tears. The metal runs down and then hardens quickly. Smoke rises from the opening at the top of the head. When finished, the metal shell of the sculpture is removed and there is a massive sculpture with the girl inside! Is this interesting?
 
Have fun snowboarding Gerd! :)
Maybe you didn't see my message?!
Yes, your art is very fascinating. At Pixiv I was in contact with Zerns and Zerns recommended the forum to me. I don't really care much about crucifixes, but the 3d-art nightmares thread is very intriguing. Some stories also correspond to my fantasy. I even made various similar topics in real life as a photo session including video. It's for a new online project. For most artists (including me) different situations repeat themselves over and over again. Just like you, when the victim often disappears into a "crypt" and is only connected to the outside world with a pipe. Zern's art is great, but often overdone for my own fantasy. too much blood, too much shredded flesh.
The story with the concrete and the story with the sculpture fascinate me the most. It would have been interesting to weld a plate to the mouth to breathe with a small tube. Put a metal funnel on your head and then pour hot liquid beli or something similar into it. There would be another variant of the situation: if there were openings of about 2 centimeters in the area of the pussy, ass, mouth, eyes and ears. When the sculpture slowly fills with the hot liquid metal. then the metal runs out of the lower holes first and becomes hard. In the head area, the liquid metal runs out of the extinguishers in the eyes and mouth. It looks like the victim is crying metal tears. The metal runs down and then hardens quickly. Smoke rises from the opening at the top of the head. When finished, the metal shell of the sculpture is removed and there is a massive sculpture with the girl inside! Is this interesting?


how will she

breathe
eat
drink
piss and shit ???
 
Another suggestion: A cross lies on the ground. A young girl lies on the cross. The nails staple the hands to the cross and also the feet. On a stove is a pot with liquid aluminum. This hot liquid aluminum is poured into the eyes with a funnel. The girl screams. The eyes evaporate and the eye sockets fill with the liquid aluminum. The girl faints. When the aluminum is hard, 2 holes are drilled into it with a drill. Screws with hooks at the end are inserted into the 2 holes. Now the cross is erected with the girl and small bells are hung on the hooks and a gag is put in the mouth and the whole head is covered with a leather harness.
 
Another suggestion: A cross lies on the ground. A young girl lies on the cross. The nails staple the hands to the cross and also the feet. On a stove is a pot with liquid aluminum. This hot liquid aluminum is poured into the eyes with a funnel. The girl screams. The eyes evaporate and the eye sockets fill with the liquid aluminum. The girl faints. When the aluminum is hard, 2 holes are drilled into it with a drill. Screws with hooks at the end are inserted into the 2 holes. Now the cross is erected with the girl and small bells are hung on the hooks and a gag is put in the mouth and the whole head is covered with a leather harness.


good ones !!!!
 
Another suggestion: A cross lies on the ground. A young girl lies on the cross. The nails staple the hands to the cross and also the feet. On a stove is a pot with liquid aluminum. This hot liquid aluminum is poured into the eyes with a funnel. The girl screams. The eyes evaporate and the eye sockets fill with the liquid aluminum. The girl faints. When the aluminum is hard, 2 holes are drilled into it with a drill. Screws with hooks at the end are inserted into the 2 holes. Now the cross is erected with the girl and small bells are hung on the hooks and a gag is put in the mouth and the whole head is covered with a leather harness.
Wow, my horizons broaden every time I log on to cruxforums!
 
So, i think this should be a good solution. So i will start a conversation in the next day's and will link this here. I plan to add some text to the story and i will use some informations from the broken flower thread. (and another teaser picture...)
Yes please!! Add me. Thank you
 
@gerd1000 more power to the imagination and sadistic fantasies !!!!!
As always, I focus on the psychology, the spiritual commitment and profound submission necessary to sacrifice myself, knowing that my death will not be easy. I think of it in terms of the medieval martyrs who endured the most horrible of executions, so obviously for the perverted gratification of their executioners and no higher purpose. Did the sacrificed achieve rapture then? Perhaps not but it matters that they expected to and I'm sure they felt prepared, at least until the nails, chains and locks held them choiceless.

Were they perverse too? Were they kinky? In my fantasies I can twist my thinking into a dark excitement, believing my tormentor's thrill is that my body should be broken and bloodied, smashed while I still live to feel the agony of those last moments of my life, knowing I am terribly, terminally wounded. I can find arousal in such submission that I would give my body to be used not just sexually, but for the horror of the torture I know these monsters find erotic. How deep does my submission need to be to intoxicate me so much I would allow them their pleasure?

At this point, attached, before the hammer crushes my guts and shatters my spine against the hub of the wheel, I can still believe I have served my purpose. I am scared enough and surely you will accept that I am prepared to endure mutilation and death? The scold's bridle, the assault between my legs, the ceremony with which I was stripped and led out was all just theatre wasn't it?

I know you want my panic.


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