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Barbaria and Messaline at Crux Park

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ledoux

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For my muses Barb and Messa for your encouragement, support, editorial assistance, and for being such great sports and so much fun to work with.
Also, thanks to Skating Jesus for letting us use many non-public images - more on that later.

Enough of the mushy stuff. Now, unfortunately - although many members would probably say fortunately - Barb and Messa, I'm going to have to hurt you.

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It's a warm, perfect Sunday morning. Barbaria and Messaline are spending it at the park.

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Crux Park, that is.

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And then it was time to fly.

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And perhaps time for second thoughts.

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And later, after ON FIRE! eased a bit to OH SHIT!, a time to rejoice.

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How Indeed?

TO BE CONTINUED ...

Messa, Barb, and I would like to thank Skating Jesus. When we approached him with our crazy idea about using some of his incredible images of Barb and Messa from "Andaroos Chronicles, Chapter 4" to make a fun story about crucifixion, he graciously considered it, then even more graciously said "yes" and let us use the images we needed to tell the story. BTW, if you'd like to see a lot more of these lovely ladies, then visit SJ's online store at:

 
Part 2 of Barbaria and Messaline at Crux Park

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Barb knew exactly how the fuck she got into this shit.
It had started with a Skype call.
“I sent the brochure over a year ago now.” Messa’s image on Barb’s computer screen frowned. “It’s time to, how do you say, poo poo or leave the pot?”
“Close,” Barb said, as she looked down at the brochure on her desk.

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The call was only a couple of minutes old and, already, Messa was demanding a decision.
“How many times have you used the brochure to masturbate?” Messa said.
“Um … don’t be silly.” Barb quickly looked at the screen to make sure the badly frayed edges of the brochure were not in the camera’s field of vision.
“I have used mine often. It is our dream, no? We said that if they still had a perfect safety record after a year, we would do it.”
“I know.”
Barb flipped the brochure open.

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“It does seem safe.” Barb was quiet for a while and then said, “How long do you want to hang on the cross?”
“I’m thinking twelve hours.”
“Wow, that’s a long time!”
“It’s a very long flight.”
Barb continued to flip through the pages.

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While Barb mused, Messaline envisioned her view as she looked down at her nailed body. Her ankles were nailed on either side of the cross, more greatly exposing the most intimate parts of her body to the viewers she knew would be there.

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Barb envisioned herself being raised on her cross. The raising - to know her suffering was still in its infancy - so much yet to come.

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Barb took in a huge breath. “Okay.”
“Okay?”
“Let’s do it.”

They stayed on the call as they filled out their Crux Park contracts.

"Messa, which pain level are you going with?"
"Red, of course, and you."
"Severe - orange."
"That should hurt enough," Messa said, and thought, for an American.

"I think I know how you'll answer Choice 12."
Messa chuckled. "I am sure you do."
"I'm checking it the same way. Oh boy, here we go."

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TO BE CONTINUED ...
 
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Part 3 of Barbaria and Messaline at Crux Park

A few weeks later, Barb was enjoying Crux Park's Welcome Center's facilities.

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The Center was crowded, so Messa earned her stripes in the garden.

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After her flogging, Messa spotted a rack and asked to take it for a spin.

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Then, it was off to the crucifixion fields.

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After some gratuitous shots of nailing for Apostate. (You owe me for this, Brother.)

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Barb has now remembered how the fuck she got into this shit.

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TO BE CONTINUED ...
 
Part 2 of Barbaria and Messaline at Crux Park

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Barb knew exactly how the fuck she got into this shit.
It had started with a Skype call.
“I sent the brochure over a year ago now.” Messa’s image on Barb’s computer screen frowned. “It’s time to, how do you say, poo poo or leave the pot?”
“Close,” Barb said, as she looked down at the brochure on her desk.

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The call was only a couple of minutes old and, already, Messa was demanding a decision.
“How many times have you used the brochure to masturbate?” Messa said.
“Um … don’t be silly.” Barb quickly looked at the screen to make sure the badly frayed edges of the brochure were not in the camera’s field of vision.
“I have used mine often. It is our dream, no? We said that if they still had a perfect safety record after a year, we would do it.”
“I know.”
Barb flipped the brochure open.

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“It does seem safe.” Barb was quiet for a while and then said, “How long do you want to hang on the cross?”
“I’m thinking twelve hours.”
“Wow, that’s a long time!”
“It’s a very long flight.”
Barb continued to flip through the pages.

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While Barb mused, Messaline envisioned her view as she looked down at her nailed body. Her ankles were nailed on either side of the cross, more greatly exposing the most intimate parts of her body to the viewers she knew would be there.

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Barb envisioned herself being raised on her cross. The raising - to know her suffering was still in its infancy - so much yet to come.

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Barb took in a huge breath. “Okay.”
“Okay?”
“Let’s do it.”

They stayed on the call as they filled out their Crux Park contracts.

"Messa, which pain level are you going with?"
"Red, of course, and you."
"Severe - orange."
"That should hurt enough," Messa said, and thought, for an American.

"I think I know how you'll answer Choice 12."
Messa chuckled. "I am sure you do."
"I'm checking it the same way. Oh boy, here we go."

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TO BE CONTINUED ...
I guess you 2 better join my crucifixion volunteer program, instead of the medical treatment. You know in the hospital many people die in hospital, which are the contrary to be safe, because of the antibiotics resistant bacteria. Most probably more people died on that than being crucified and it is by far more painful. We even offer a fee and surely offer bigger cornus, so you can show your friends and family that sphincter muscles are overestimated anyway.

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I guess you 2 better join my crucifixion volunteer program, instead of the medical treatment. You know in the hospital many people die in hospital, which are the contrary to be safe, because of the antibiotics resistant bacteria. Most probably more people died on that than being crucified and it is by far more painful. We even offer a fee and surely offer bigger cornus, so you can show your friends and family that sphincter muscles are overestimated anyway.

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Is this open to other volunteers? My Mistress needs money, so she’s going to collect my fees when I “volunteer “
 
Part 4
Barbaria and Messaline at Crux Park


After she and Messa had been raised on their crosses, it was time for Barb to implement her plan.

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But Barb was nothing if not resourceful.

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Barb was crucified! In pain! She was as aroused as she had ever been. Messa had achieved several orgasms without touching anything or being touched. Barb closed her eyes and tried to will herself over the edge for a long time, but no success.

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Was twelve hours of pain all she had to look forward to?

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“Barb, Americans can have problems letting themselves go.”

“You're nuts! Have you read my stories? I have myself raped, tortured and/or killed on a pretty regular basis.”

“Yes, and now you have to use that imagination of yours to do what your hands can’t. It’s my fantasies that drive me over the edge, but I embrace them fully with no guilt, no shame. I let them take me over. I don't care what anyone else thinks. In one, I am an Amazon goddess defeated by my enemies. I hang completely helpless on their mountain cross for all to see, my legs nailed spread on a bar, no way to hide any part of my body, no matter how intimate. I arch and twist as I fall forward making the nail holes white hot. An agony I hate … an agony I love. Look at me in my nakedness, I tell them. Look at me in my pain!"

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"I embrace it! It’s who I am. I … Barb? What did you say?"

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Barb lay quietly for a while in subspace bliss – no pain, just Nirvana. A wonderful place she called LaLa Land. Later, she recovered enough to notice a sound. Applause?

“Atta girl Barb, we knew you could do it!”

“Yea for Barb!”

She opened her eyes and stared at the spectator crowd. She had never given them more than a passing glance before, but now she looked at their faces.

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TO BE CONTINUED ....


ledoux's note:
In my defense, it was a story about Crux Park, not a report. It followed a young woman who bought a Crucifixion-to-the-Death contract and became a repeat customer. As the story focused only on a long-term customer, I didn't say anything about short-term customers.

Next time Barb - read the contract!

You can check out the original story itself at:
 
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