-
Sign up or login, and you'll have full access to opportunities of forum.
- Status
Cella
Spectator
Thanks. Your images are very good. I love the eroticism.Nevermind
It's perfect!..
Fits! All the best!
messaline
Crucified Amazon
Oh, she looks too much beautiful to be crucified ! But ..... perhaps ..... I dont know, in fact ...
I agree ...
Cella
Spectator
Oh, thank you!We're going to enjoy having you around, Marcella!
messaline
Crucified Amazon
Hum, I'm afraid that you'll soon regret to come here : no doubt that, beautiful like you're Marcella, you will soon be nailed to a cross !
It's a pity to see that all these men are prefering to view us , cruxgirls, hanged to a cross rather than to contemplate and to love our wonderful bodies ... We're always running from a cross to the other,without rest !!!!
Cella
Spectator
OMG!!!! Hasturan, this pic just made me soooo incredibly wet!!!!! How can you ravish me like this from so far away!!!! You devil you!!!!
I might wear myself out getting through your thread!
If the rest of the site is like this I'll be in a perpetual state of bliss!
Cella
Spectator
Curious kind of "welcome wagon" you have here messaline. Hi new girl! Let's get you nailed to a cross!Hum, I'm afraid that you'll soon regret to come here : no doubt that, beautiful like you're Marcella, you will soon be nailed to a cross !
View attachment 366485 It's a pity to see that all these men are prefering to view us , cruxgirls, hanged to a cross rather than to contemplate and to love our wonderful bodies ...
We're always running from a cross to the other,without rest !!!!
Well, feel free!
AlexArts
Soul of Cinder
May be it's magic...OMG!!!! Hasturan, this pic just made me soooo incredibly wet!!!!! How can you ravish me like this from so far away!!!! You devil you!!!!
I might wear myself out getting through your thread!
Cella
Spectator
Aaaaaargh!!!!! I'm gushing here!!!!!
Loxuru
Graf von Kreuzigung
We do contemplate and love them! But you cruxgirl's bodies are at best when you hang to a cross.
Cella
Spectator
Geeeze!!!! Except for the tits, the girl on the left could be me!!!! The proper Roman lady and all that!
AlexArts
Soul of Cinder
Not all...It's a pity to see that all these men are prefering to view us , cruxgirls, hanged to a cross rather than to contemplate and to love our wonderful bodies ...
I'd like to see you in more comfortable position...
messaline
Crucified Amazon
We do contemplate and love them! But you cruxgirl's bodies are at best when you hang to a cross.
Not all...
I'd like to see you in more comfortable position...
I know that so well ...!
Cella
Spectator
AlexArts
Soul of Cinder
No more than nine inches from me...
You are so sensitive...
And you can call me Alex
Thessela
Beloved slavegirl
Relax, Marcella
Fresh supplies of Kleenex are on their way!
Cella
Spectator
OMG! What an intense image. The girl on the left, looking away. What must be her thoughts. I'll get inside her head. What will I find?
My brain burns in the pain
Hot, liquid fire that consumes me
Muscles knotted and twisted
Strained beyond endurance
Bolts of sheer agony
Radiate from my wounds
I feel the iron grating
Against flesh and living bone
How will I endure
The hours--the days--oh horrors!!!
And I cannot look at her anymore
I cannot bear to see her
To see what they've done to her
The desecration of her perfect body
She hangs naked and exposed so close to me
But out of my touch, forever now
Her body, that just last night
Was pressed full length against mine
In exhausted slumber
Until we woke to doors smashed in
And loud voices and curses
As we were torn from our embrace
And dragged away into the night
How could I know that would be the last time
I would ever hold her, touch her
Feel her breath on my neck
Her lips on mine, her nimble fingers
Running between my thighs,
Opening me, teasing me, thrilling me!
I cannot look at her anymore
My love, my life
Beyond my reach
Even as our arms stretch out towards each other
We are pierced and suspended
Above this earth, close, yet so far
I can look down along my body
Naked, sweating, trembling
My breasts heaving and thrusting
As I drag in another ragged breath
And I see the ground spotted with my blood
And darkened by my piss
I can look up and over and beyond
The faces and heads of those watching
As I beg for death
But I cannot look at her anymore
I cannot bear to see her suffer so
The one who brought only joy to my life
Now wrapped in a shroud of agony
It is too painful to look
To see the one you love
So tortured, so defiled
Now just bleeding flesh
It is a pain sharper than the bite of nails
More aching than torn, overstretched muscles
Deeper than the hellfire
Burning in my gut
So please, do not call out my name dear
And look upon me with those eyes
That used to show the sparkle of your life
Please, do not beg me for comfort
For, you see, I cannot give it
I'm simply a girl crucified.
Forgive me my love
I simply cannot
Look at you anymore!
Last edited:
- Status