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Crucifixion And You: How Did The Idea Start?

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Kreuziger77 said:
So, we should reactivate the Island....
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It never got deactivated, we crucified another dozen last Friday… you thinking of joining @vane in her Via Crucis? I’ve got spare patibuli. Master says it’s my turn as well, so I’ll meet you both at the Whipping Garden?
 
cire said:
I acted shocked, but found the idea exciting. Then we had to paint the crucifixion group...
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......as you can probably already see, the crucifixion kept coming back into my life.
I started working at the age of 15 in 1978, as used to be the norm in Germany for less well-off families. Apprenticeship as a fitter.

We had a lot of workers from Italy and one of the men left an Italian magazine in the break room with a photo of 4 or 5 naked crucified women. I was thrilled, I had never seen anything like it. "Jesus of Nazareth" from 77 was not bad, but that was a completely different quality.

Now it was part of the training to forge nails. Inspired by the photo I also forged a nail that I thought could be used for two feet in a crucifixion. I gave it a not too large head, the square shaft was about 8 mm thick, the nail perhaps 20 mm long with a slender point. While I was hardening my work in oil, the idea that this or a similar nail could be used to nail stacked feet to the wood without any problems gave me devilish pleasure.

Then I forged shorter ones that could be used for hands (I didn't know at that time that the nails had to be driven through the wrists) or just one foot.
The master came by and asked me what I needed them for.....:D
 
oh, I know that.
A few years ago I joined a group of historical reenactment and experimental archaeology on the ancient Roman period.
Of course, they also talk about the methods of execution, and the crucifixion stimulated me immediately.
 
cire said:
cire said:
......as you can probably already see, the crucifixion kept coming back into my life.
I started working at the age of 15 in 1978, as used to be the norm in Germany for less well-off families. Apprenticeship as a fitter.

We had a lot of workers from Italy and one of the men left an Italian magazine in the break room with a photo of 4 or 5 naked crucified women. I was thrilled, I had never seen anything like it. "Jesus of Nazareth" from 77 was not bad, but that was a completely different quality.

Now it was part of the training to forge nails. Inspired by the photo I also forged a nail that I thought could be used for two feet in a crucifixion. I gave it a not too large head, the square shaft was about 8 mm thick, the nail perhaps 20 cm long with a slender point. While I was hardening my work in oil, the idea that this or a similar nail could be used to nail stacked feet to the wood without any problems gave me devilish pleasure.

Then I forged shorter ones that could be used for hands (I didn't know at that time that the nails had to be driven through the wrists) or just one foot.
The master came by and asked me what I needed them for.....:D
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........the years went by. I started to draw crucifixion scenes, victims mostly with loin cloth. I couldn't talk to anybody. I just wasn't able.
Other than that, I lived a quite regular live.
I had an awesome girfriend. We'd watch porno movies and fucked the brains out of our heads, but I kept my secret (today she is sometimes giving me a hand when I write about crucifixion). I was extra stupid, holding my kink back. Whatever, we had a good time.
Then one day, probably around 1985, there was this report in the newspaper. They wrote about the heel bone they had found in Israel and showed possible ways of how Jehohannan got crucified. These drawings showed him completely naked.......
 
Tricia said:
My Catholic religious upbringing gave me my start. It was my first introduction to an “almost nude man” in bondage. My church had a beautiful crucifix and my house had a crucifix in just about every room. The crucifix in my church was quite large and left very little to the imagination for a young girl. The loincloth was positioned perfectly to provide just enough modesty to cover the genitals but not that much more. We were taught the whole process of crucifixion at a very young age. In my school, the nuns went into great detail describing the process to us, including the nudity and humiliation aspects of crucifixion.


I would look forward to Holy week and Good Friday because we were always taught the stations of the cross. The nuns would detail how Jesus was stripped naked and whipped for the crucifixion and I remember, even at a very young age, how excited I would get. I remember one of the nuns would really get into it with us.


As I reached puberty, crucifixion became very erotic for me and I would take my place on the cross in some fantasies and my place in the crowd in others. I remember whenever I knew my parents were going to be out of the house for a while. I would take off all of my clothes and make a loincloth out of old rags that my mother used for dusting and go to the attic and hang from one of the rafters, pretending to be crucified.
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Hi, your description of how the nuns taught you and the other children about Jesus' cruxification makes me think that many of them also was aroused by the sadistic fantasy of cruxification of men. Guess they also lay in their beds at night, fantasizing about the bloody details, and whether Jesus had an erection and how they would love to play with his penis.
What do you think??
 
it's in the culture, there's always some crucified Christ around you with more or less gorish details

also, i was raised for a time in Barcelona, where St. Eulalia and her 13 torments ending in an X-crucifixion is a cultural thing for all ages

so i can't really remember a time when i wasn't "rubbing my pussy" to it all and more
 

My journey to the cross​

Hi Everyone,

I am a member of this forum for over a decade now. I have not been very active, because English is not my native language, and even after speaking it for years it is a bit exhausting for me to write anything enjoyable in it.

A few years ago the love of my life left me (I was deeply depressed and I had really dark thoughts too, but it is not the reason of my post). After (kind of) recovering from this very dark chapter of my life I decided to fulfil my kink, experience the BDSM style roman crucifixion before moving on. (No nails! Tied to a cross naked, with a cornu,)
This is something you cannot find a partner for in person, and it is very risky to search online.
On this forum everyone lives so far away from me, that I didn't even consider a personal meeting. When I saw the ECE (European Crucifixion Event) thread on the forum, I felt a little hope, but it evaporated quickly. (You all see how the ECE is going...)

As a heterosexual submissive male, first I tried to find a professional domina to crucify me, but most of the dominas I found were not professional at all. Sadly most "dominas" I found are just man-hating obese women, who want to earn money by releasing their frustrations on someone, not fulfilling the fantasies of their clients. (In 90% of the cases they insisted on using the X cross, without any flexibility in their thinking, and they did not understand my fetish at all.)

After a very long search I found a gay dom, who had the same native language as I have, which is not a common thing where I live, and he was about 2 hours away from me.
I wanted to get crucified so much, I gave it a shot. - Well, real roman crucifixions were done by legionaries, who were exclusively men.
First we started chatting for a few weeks, then we spoke on the phone... not long later we started to chat about common everyday things too, not just BDSM, so we got to know each other.
We agreed in the boundaries of our game: No anal, or oral sex.
The more we spoke about the details of crucifixion, the more he understood the physics and psychology around it.
To my surprise he figured out the "dance on the cross" phenomenon by himself.

Then finally we met in person in a hotel room. I was so frightened I was literally shaking.

All that happened in that room, happened upon my request.
We started to speak about my crucifixion fetish I wanted to confess it to him in person. It was very hard to look into his eyes and speak about this.
We drank some red vine to ease my tension, and then I undressed.
He removed only his socks, and I kneeled in front of him and started licking his soles. - Just what I asked for earlier. (I have a very strong foot fetish, but I am only attracted to pretty female feet. Licking his soles was unpleasant, and it only made me a little aroused, because of the humiliating situation. Then being aroused by licking a man's soles was even more humiliating...)
I licked his soles for what seemed a very long time, then we spoke a bit more.

I told him earlier that I like the idea of bastinado. (In my fantasies my bare soles are whipped before carrying the crossbeam, to make every step painful.)
He did not force anything. Didn't even mention it. I had to ask for it, then he ordered me to lie on the bed on my stomach, so that my feet were at the edge of the mattrass.
He used a rubber hose to whip my soles. He warned me that it will hurt. I wanted it to hurt! But it was a bit too much. It was a real struggle to keep my feet in place for the beating. After the 7th strike, I couldn’t stand it any longer and pulled away my foot for a few seconds. He landed a soft hit on my ass to put it back (I loved it) but still I had to force myself to put my foot back.
After this I was biting the edge of the pillow to hold back my moans. I got only 12 strikes, but my eyes were wet after it. The strange thing was, despite the unexpectedly intensive pain, a few minutes later it did not hurt anymore at all.

I liked this punishment, and I asked him to make it regular in the future.

After this we were just talking and finished the vine.

Since then, we haven’t met due to schedule issues ( and I admit: at some occasions I chickened out), but we planned out my crucifixion in details. (Where to get the timber from, how to attach it safely to the wall, how to tie my arms and ancles to the cross safely…)

We are planning to meet again in two weeks at his place. No cross yet, but we agreed to try some other games before the actual crucifixion.
 
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Wow, I can so much relate to your experience. I’m a heterosexual submissive male as well, and also found a gay man who was quite open to becoming my kink partner, my MASTER. Like you, I have zero interest in gay sex acts, but the humiliation factor from things like worshiping His feet is a turn on to my submissive nature. Like you, we are also friends, in fact our friendship comes first. We indulge in a heck of a lot of bdsm play and both get turned on by it very much, yet there’s very little sexual activity going on between us (at least within our definition which is the only one that matters). He is extremely mindful of my heterosexuality and values our kinky relationship far too much to take risks He worries I’d be uncomfortable with. We talk a lot about this though, and certainly I get more adventurous and curious the longer our relationship develops. It’s been 3 years now and overall a wonderful, painful, kinky, sexy experience.


I do hope you’ll see him again and indulge in more play. Maybe don’t rush the crucifixion, your recent actions suggest you’re a bit frightened of the big step- so talk to him about it, propose using that rubber hose again, but you don’t have to be tied to the cross the very next session- build up to it. Maybe tie you against it for another flogging? Leave the ropes loose enough to free yourself if you get scared?

Don’t waste this opportunity. Just pace yourself
 
cire said:
........the years went by. I started to draw crucifixion scenes, victims mostly with loin cloth. I couldn't talk to anybody. I just wasn't able.
Other than that, I lived a quite regular live.
I had an awesome girfriend. We'd watch porno movies and fucked the brains out of our heads, but I kept my secret (today she is sometimes giving me a hand when I write about crucifixion). I was extra stupid, holding my kink back. Whatever, we had a good time.
Then one day, probably around 1985, there was this report in the newspaper. They wrote about the heel bone they had found in Israel and showed possible ways of how Jehohannan got crucified. These drawings showed him completely naked.......
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......in 1988 Martin Scorsese released "Temptation of the Christ". The first time that a director tried to stay as close as possible to what we know about crucifixion. I celebrated the executions. It fired my own imaginaton and I was no longer scared about me thinking, that the victims of roman crucifixion probably died naked. Shortly after "Temptation of the Christ", Thomas Gordon issued "The Jesus Consipiracy".
I bought it and went straight to the pages concerning the execution. I was thrilled. He wrote that there was no exceptions. Women and men most likely faced death on the cross and he writes that, whether women or men, all were executed naked.
I don't know where he got the information from, but he wrote that women were often executed facing the cross out of mercy. That sounded good to me, even though I knew, that 2000 years later it's hard to find clear facts. Whatever, he also made it official, crucifixion was probably a common punishment in the days of the roman empire. And, to face crucifixion back then was totally different to what we can read in the bible......
 
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fact is they crucified people with ropes or nails..see the bonefound.
i think that the bible isn´t the right book to reseach
the crucifixion was a kind of punnishment this time, thiefs rebels and other
criminals was punnished more or less by whippings ,stoning ,impalement...
or crucifixion the most undignified cruel punnishment,rare used for roman people mostly slaves..historians say ..6000 victims men and woman along the via appia...maybe they used the cross also temporary for small crimes to humiliate the criminal naked in front of the crowd..no one survived from that time to talk
about the real details..anything is possible..
 
The most interesting thread as far I can say. I could now go on and write a little novel how it started with me. But it is easier to set a little hook in that little box where nearly 90% in this thread set there hook: It started at my first communion. When I saw this half naked body on the cross I was overwhelmed and blablabla ... :)

I could write a long story how it started with 8 years and how it grew up with me ... would be a little "novel", but I think this thread is not the right place for a complete crux-biography.
 
Landman62 said:
The most interesting thread as far I can say. I could now go on and write a little novel how it started with me. But it is easier to set a little hook in that little box where nearly 90% in this thread set there hook: It started at my first communion. When I saw this half naked body on the cross I was overwhelmed and blablabla ... :)

I could write a long story how it started with 8 years and how it grew up with me ... would be a little "novel", but I think this thread is not the right place for a complete crux-biography.
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Then can we look forward to your novella in a new thread? Please??
 
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