It's always interesting to read about a real experience, rather than a made-up fairy tale. It's a pity I don't have a neighbor like Sylvia. you need to take care of her.
More than ever since she also saved my life, I would not be here to chat now... I now know that crucifixion is also very dangerous if not done properly, and for sure, never try to do it alone like I did.
But you also need to be crucified by someone you can fully trust, which is also very difficult.
I now have Sylvia, but it was a pure hazard. She was the one who heard my shouts for help, and we are now a couple.
Life has such surprises!
I didn't want to self-crucify, but I had not found anybody I could trust.
I had been in contact with many Masters before doing it alone, but each time, after exchanging with them, there were always some "suggestions" coming from them, "suggestions" I was free to accept or not, of course, but how to trust them once you are naked, tied and defenceless?
And these suggestions were always the same ones for all of them: would I like to be fucked too, would I like to be whipped, tortured, before, on the cross and after...
Without speaking of the nails.
To be honest, I first wanted to be nailed on the cross before I was warned by my friend Erin here about the risks involved in being nailed, not to speak of the pain.
When I still wanted to be nailed, sure that being whipped or else was not to be the worst part, and even if I had never been whipped, I was ready to accept it in exchange for being crucified and nailed, part of the deal...
But when I discovered my stupidity, into wanting to be nailed and be crippled for the rest of my life, plus the risk of dying on the cross as being raped and then whipped at the same time would have drained off any strength from me to resist the martyr of being nailed on the cross, I decided, thanks again to Erin, to be only tied with ropes on the cross.
The only problem was that all Masters I was in contact with if they said they were ready only to tie me and not nail me, were still suggesting that I should carry the cross, be whipped and raped to make it "real"; that otherwise my crucifixion would not be good enough and so on... and I also feared that some of them would nail me once tied on the cross without my consent... meaning the only way for them after doing it to me against my will was to let me die on the cross and bury me somewhere.
Don't think it is fiction, I am sure there are guys ready to do it or that have already did it... So, girls please be VERY prudent before giving yourself to such type of guys.
Easy for them when they are not the victim!
That's how I decided to self-crucify myself with the consequence of nearly dying on my cross.
This is also why I have decided to write about my experience of self-crucifixion to help some of you not to make the same mistake and take all necessary precautions to avoid certain death.
Self-crucifixion is possible with precautions, and I would still do it now if I did not need to shout for help when it turned out badly for me.
But from the worst, the beautiful emerged: Sylvia.
Not only did we fall in love with each other, and she is now my secure crucifier, but she is also my audience.
This is something important to say to all girls and guys who are craving to be crucified.
Being crucified naked in front of an audience adds a lot to your crucifixion.
It is first surely sexual, arousing to be seen crucified and defenceless; it fully arouses me.
But there is something more: the pain you feel when on the cross before an audience.
Your pain is not only pain; fighting for your breath on the cross and moaning in pain in front of an audience adds to the arousing pain mixed with pleasure.
I would never have felt the pleasure of being crucified so intensely without an audience, even if it is just a one-person audience.