Zephirantes
Governor
I start this thread inspired by a conversation with another user of this forum ( @Crucified Life , CL).
I really like how CL expressed this concept: the process of dying pinned naked on a cross is slow, so slow that it's not a fleeting moment like, say, beheading of even hanging, but really a part of life.
A life experience. These few words do resonate a lot with me, much more than most stories here I admit (I also tried to express it in this story of mine: "Pre-crucifixion crash course").
Overall, this lead me to rethink how I got here, the path I took to arrive at certain interests of my wicked mind, and this is why I started this thread here.
I wanted to share my thoughts with you, and I would appreciate to hear about your own opinions and your own routes into this kind of fantasies.
My own fetishes started with a focus on death as an erotic experience: I find that very idea so unsettling, disturbing, but also... emotionally charged.
Death is so final that gives dignity to everything, I think, and arouses those very strong emotions and feelings that I long so much for.
In fact, my history with snuff can be split in 3 phases I think.
1) I was in my late teens when I first read Dolcett's comics and Chez Marquis's stories: those were my gateway authors into snuff fantasies.
I always found the idea of the final "end" both scary and interesting, and the fantasy of dying while engaged in sexual acts mixes death with la petite mort ("the little death" in French, euphemism for orgasm).
At the time my preferences for fantasy snuff were more about impalements/spitting indeed, for the obvious penetration metaphor they represent. And also because, as I said, I was very influenced by Dolcett's scenarios.
2) Then my fascination for erotic death became more... complex and refined.
Authors like Paul K helped in that.
I started to find the concept of erotic death "liberating" in a weird way: like a thunderous orgasm that washes away the very identity and uniqueness of people (myself included).
In a way, it is summarized by this passage from one of Paul K's impalement stories: "The Seduction of Shahnaz"
3) In fact, I got more focused specifically on crucifixions only later, when I started to devise my own snuff stories, and wanted a capital punishment method that might also be a long "life experience".
And... crucifixion has it all: both visually appealing, long lasting, and allows for many interactions between the unfortunate executee and the surrounding (executioner, onlookers, harsh weather, crows... you name it!).
Electrocutions and other weird methods (like... slow impalement?) also check the boxes, but the crucifixion for some reason seems to me more "authentic", THE execution method that bares the executee's body and soul the most, for all to see and enjoy.
As I said, I like the emotional impact of death as the end of existence, and I find it particularly disturbing (in a good sense, if there can be one) when death is imposed by an external agent from which one cannot escape (not easily, at least).
In fact, I love a lot of snuff stories, even totally consensual ones, with the victims offering themselves to their own execution willingly: for instance @tygavin 's excellent Lara Croft fanfiction ("Death of the Tomb Raider").
Just as I also like (some) totally non-consensual stories, perhaps with the victim experiencing a little pleasure at the last moment before the end or if delicately written like for instance @DjEtla 's superb trio of "on the cross" stories ("Melita on the Cross", "Lily on the Cross", "Sidney on the Cross").
Indeed, I admire Tygavin's and DjEtla's writing skills so much!
However, most of all I love stories on the edge, those on the borderline between a victim who voluntarily surrenders herself to death and one who would do anything to escape it: “semi-consensual” (SC) stories precisely.
This kind of feeling reflects my own ambivalence for the whole concept of an erotic-death: acceptance, but with reluctance.
Therefore, I try to create stories in which an external force (the state, government, law, the county, local traditions, a wager taken to extremes...) tries to impose itself on my female protagonist, demanding her to be put to death.
And the latter... well, she doesn't generally have much leeway to object, but a little bit actually does: she could make a lot of fuss, maybe even prevent her own death and save herself if she really insisted and resisted with all her determination... but in the end she never does that in my stories, because that would be ... inappropriate. Unbecoming of her.
This is a bit surreal, but in my opinion it fits perfectly into fantasies like mine that see slow dying as a sexual and life experience.
It is also unapologetically surreal that I prefer executioners who are not unnecessarily brutal and cruel, and who at least show some respect for the women they will have to nail to a wooden cross.
That is because I tend to identify with the victims of my stories (regardless of their gender) and not with the executioners.
Actually, in some cases the executioners are just funny and sympathetic (like for instance in "Of Executioners and Executees"), to some extent even sorry (e.g. "Oh no, they have delayed my execution!") they have to do such a thing to a girl (but sorry or not, they will do it anyway).
I always feel a bit sorry and sad when I kill off, eventually, my female lead: so, in a way, identifying with my fantasy victims is my... redeeming quality, in a sense.
Another aspect that I would like to explore more is that of mourning, of loss: in a “protected” environment like one's imagination, this poignant feeling can be very beautiful and powerful.
So far, it is a feeling that in snuff stories it is inevitable to experience only at the conclusion of the story itself (when it ends with the death of the doomed female lead), but it would be interesting to develop it within a story, perhaps from the beginning or from a certain point onward: this would require to have another protagonist that mourns for the loss of the doomed girl... it is a New Year's resolution.
And, speaking of New Year's resolutions... right now, I'm starting to imagine a new story.
I wanna set it in a town where the mayor had to borrow a lot of money to keep the public services running for the citizens, and he pawned... his two daughters' (Tulip and Lily) and his wife's (Rose Mary) lives.
He catastrophically failed to repay the borrowed money, so...
...so now the female protagonist (Tulip), one of the mayor's daughters, is eventually kindly asked to be nailed and crucified like her mom and sister to save the financial future of her own hometown!
She is so embarrassed to see her mom and her little sister already writhing naked and nailed, but they say the town deserves that and... compel her to submit to the same.
They say that it's torture and humiliation, yes, but still, it's something part of life.
To show her that dying on the cross is bad but not-so-bad, they even start to grind their pussies on the sediles, to show Tulip that even close to the end they can achive some sexual stimulation.
Tulip, despite shocked by watching her mom and sis masturbating shamelessly that way as they are executed, is undeniably turned on and... she let herself be nailed to her cross and raised with it too, to die slowly.
So, eventually all the female members of the family will agonize on the cross for days.
They suffer and live together until they all eventually snuff it: first Lily, than Rose Mary, and Tulip last.
Many people will interact with them, praising their courage, stimulating their bare and exposed bodies, and... adding further small tortures and humiliations, to make their stay on the cross more entertaining and distracting them a bit from the constant reminder of the nails.
I wanna make this new story into a "fotonovela", basically a comic strip with pictures created by an AI.
I attach a concept of that, with the 3 main characters doomed to live the cross-experience until death (pictures of Tulip on the bottom row, Rose Mary on the upper-left corner, and Lily on the upper-right one).
I've been trying to create "photonovels" by blending snapshots from movies for years with little success, but maybe now AI could help me: we shall see. I hope to succeed, and, in case, share the results with you all.
Still undecided 'bout the title... as all the 3 doomed women have floral names, somethin' like... "Torn Flowers" maybe (there's already a snuff-hentai manga titled "Fallen Flowers", alas!)?
Or... "Crucified Garden"?
"Mowing the lawn" perhaps?
I'll think 'bout it...
I also I take the opportunity to wish you all some merry holidays and an happy New Year.
Cheers.
Zeph.
I really like how CL expressed this concept: the process of dying pinned naked on a cross is slow, so slow that it's not a fleeting moment like, say, beheading of even hanging, but really a part of life.
A life experience. These few words do resonate a lot with me, much more than most stories here I admit (I also tried to express it in this story of mine: "Pre-crucifixion crash course").
Overall, this lead me to rethink how I got here, the path I took to arrive at certain interests of my wicked mind, and this is why I started this thread here.
I wanted to share my thoughts with you, and I would appreciate to hear about your own opinions and your own routes into this kind of fantasies.
My own fetishes started with a focus on death as an erotic experience: I find that very idea so unsettling, disturbing, but also... emotionally charged.
Death is so final that gives dignity to everything, I think, and arouses those very strong emotions and feelings that I long so much for.
In fact, my history with snuff can be split in 3 phases I think.
1) I was in my late teens when I first read Dolcett's comics and Chez Marquis's stories: those were my gateway authors into snuff fantasies.
I always found the idea of the final "end" both scary and interesting, and the fantasy of dying while engaged in sexual acts mixes death with la petite mort ("the little death" in French, euphemism for orgasm).
At the time my preferences for fantasy snuff were more about impalements/spitting indeed, for the obvious penetration metaphor they represent. And also because, as I said, I was very influenced by Dolcett's scenarios.
2) Then my fascination for erotic death became more... complex and refined.
Authors like Paul K helped in that.
I started to find the concept of erotic death "liberating" in a weird way: like a thunderous orgasm that washes away the very identity and uniqueness of people (myself included).
In a way, it is summarized by this passage from one of Paul K's impalement stories: "The Seduction of Shahnaz"
Interest for crucifixions has always been there, I admit: I always admired how the cross stretches, exposes and "offers" to the crowd the crucifee's body, probably even before I was a teenager, but in a way the fascination for the cross was somewhat tuned down, probably for religious/cultural reasons...
3) In fact, I got more focused specifically on crucifixions only later, when I started to devise my own snuff stories, and wanted a capital punishment method that might also be a long "life experience".
And... crucifixion has it all: both visually appealing, long lasting, and allows for many interactions between the unfortunate executee and the surrounding (executioner, onlookers, harsh weather, crows... you name it!).
Electrocutions and other weird methods (like... slow impalement?) also check the boxes, but the crucifixion for some reason seems to me more "authentic", THE execution method that bares the executee's body and soul the most, for all to see and enjoy.
As I said, I like the emotional impact of death as the end of existence, and I find it particularly disturbing (in a good sense, if there can be one) when death is imposed by an external agent from which one cannot escape (not easily, at least).
In fact, I love a lot of snuff stories, even totally consensual ones, with the victims offering themselves to their own execution willingly: for instance @tygavin 's excellent Lara Croft fanfiction ("Death of the Tomb Raider").
Just as I also like (some) totally non-consensual stories, perhaps with the victim experiencing a little pleasure at the last moment before the end or if delicately written like for instance @DjEtla 's superb trio of "on the cross" stories ("Melita on the Cross", "Lily on the Cross", "Sidney on the Cross").
Indeed, I admire Tygavin's and DjEtla's writing skills so much!
However, most of all I love stories on the edge, those on the borderline between a victim who voluntarily surrenders herself to death and one who would do anything to escape it: “semi-consensual” (SC) stories precisely.
This kind of feeling reflects my own ambivalence for the whole concept of an erotic-death: acceptance, but with reluctance.
Therefore, I try to create stories in which an external force (the state, government, law, the county, local traditions, a wager taken to extremes...) tries to impose itself on my female protagonist, demanding her to be put to death.
And the latter... well, she doesn't generally have much leeway to object, but a little bit actually does: she could make a lot of fuss, maybe even prevent her own death and save herself if she really insisted and resisted with all her determination... but in the end she never does that in my stories, because that would be ... inappropriate. Unbecoming of her.
This is a bit surreal, but in my opinion it fits perfectly into fantasies like mine that see slow dying as a sexual and life experience.
It is also unapologetically surreal that I prefer executioners who are not unnecessarily brutal and cruel, and who at least show some respect for the women they will have to nail to a wooden cross.
That is because I tend to identify with the victims of my stories (regardless of their gender) and not with the executioners.
Actually, in some cases the executioners are just funny and sympathetic (like for instance in "Of Executioners and Executees"), to some extent even sorry (e.g. "Oh no, they have delayed my execution!") they have to do such a thing to a girl (but sorry or not, they will do it anyway).
I always feel a bit sorry and sad when I kill off, eventually, my female lead: so, in a way, identifying with my fantasy victims is my... redeeming quality, in a sense.
Another aspect that I would like to explore more is that of mourning, of loss: in a “protected” environment like one's imagination, this poignant feeling can be very beautiful and powerful.
So far, it is a feeling that in snuff stories it is inevitable to experience only at the conclusion of the story itself (when it ends with the death of the doomed female lead), but it would be interesting to develop it within a story, perhaps from the beginning or from a certain point onward: this would require to have another protagonist that mourns for the loss of the doomed girl... it is a New Year's resolution.
And, speaking of New Year's resolutions... right now, I'm starting to imagine a new story.
I wanna set it in a town where the mayor had to borrow a lot of money to keep the public services running for the citizens, and he pawned... his two daughters' (Tulip and Lily) and his wife's (Rose Mary) lives.
He catastrophically failed to repay the borrowed money, so...
...so now the female protagonist (Tulip), one of the mayor's daughters, is eventually kindly asked to be nailed and crucified like her mom and sister to save the financial future of her own hometown!
She is so embarrassed to see her mom and her little sister already writhing naked and nailed, but they say the town deserves that and... compel her to submit to the same.
They say that it's torture and humiliation, yes, but still, it's something part of life.
To show her that dying on the cross is bad but not-so-bad, they even start to grind their pussies on the sediles, to show Tulip that even close to the end they can achive some sexual stimulation.
Tulip, despite shocked by watching her mom and sis masturbating shamelessly that way as they are executed, is undeniably turned on and... she let herself be nailed to her cross and raised with it too, to die slowly.
So, eventually all the female members of the family will agonize on the cross for days.
They suffer and live together until they all eventually snuff it: first Lily, than Rose Mary, and Tulip last.
Many people will interact with them, praising their courage, stimulating their bare and exposed bodies, and... adding further small tortures and humiliations, to make their stay on the cross more entertaining and distracting them a bit from the constant reminder of the nails.
I wanna make this new story into a "fotonovela", basically a comic strip with pictures created by an AI.
I attach a concept of that, with the 3 main characters doomed to live the cross-experience until death (pictures of Tulip on the bottom row, Rose Mary on the upper-left corner, and Lily on the upper-right one).
I've been trying to create "photonovels" by blending snapshots from movies for years with little success, but maybe now AI could help me: we shall see. I hope to succeed, and, in case, share the results with you all.
Still undecided 'bout the title... as all the 3 doomed women have floral names, somethin' like... "Torn Flowers" maybe (there's already a snuff-hentai manga titled "Fallen Flowers", alas!)?
Or... "Crucified Garden"?
"Mowing the lawn" perhaps?
I'll think 'bout it...
I also I take the opportunity to wish you all some merry holidays and an happy New Year.
Cheers.
Zeph.
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