hufkens
Master & Commander
The Initiation
Christy had entered her freshman year in college still quiet and demure, unlike many other young women of her age. Although she was no longer a virgin, she had only two sexual experiences, both with young men; and was always left unsatisfied. Now she was living away from home, trying to adjust to her busy schedule with a major in psychology and a part time job to help make ends meet.
Christy (her name was short for Christine) was baptized as a Catholic but had fallen away from the church. She just could not get over the constant hypocrisy of the priests or the incessant guilt that they heaped upon her. As she grew into puberty, other things began to haunt her. She would look at the crucifixion and begin to think about what it would be like to be crucified. She could imagine herself stripped naked, with terrible nails holding her to the rough wood that rubbed against her ass and her shoulders. She could feel the erotic sensation in her loins as she hung on the cross for any onlooker to see her. She could not contain herself with these thoughts whenever she went to church so she stopped going but she kept a small gold cross on her necklace.
With her petite but definitely feminine body and light red hair, Christy did not have to feel envious of the other women in her dormitory. However, it was plainly obvious that most of them had found boyfriends in the few short weeks since the college opened in September for fall classes. She often looked around while in class or in the study halls to see how these couples fared.
One night while in the commons room of the girls dorm, she saw one of the few young women she knew, (her name was Lisette), talking to a young man standing in a corner of the room away from the other couples. She had noticed this man within a group. They all wore long sleeve shirts and slacks; their girlfriends wore long dresses but never any slacks, tight fitting jeans or shorts. Christy heard rumors that they were Satanists. As she watched Lisette, the man brought out a small knife and pressed it carefully against her throat. He began to drag the knife around her breasts and back up to her throat while Lisette's right hand reached underneath her long skirt and touched herself. This went on for a few minutes but no one objected or interrupted the couple. The young man kissed Lisette passionately and then left.
Lisette left the room and headed for her apartment with Christy close behind her. Christy finally stopped her and asked, "What was all that about the guy and the knife?" Lisette stared at Christy for a second then said, "Well, I will tell you if you promise to keep a secret. I am going to join a secret society in a few days. We are mostly ex-Catholics but anyone is allowed to join. It's a great group for those who don't quite seem to fit in. Are you like that?" Christy sheepishly nodded her agreement. "Then come to my room and we will talk some more."
Lisette and Christy talked for almost an hour about the group. It turned out that they were not Satanists but they did believe in an earth spirit and that its power was most strongly felt by humans during sex or near death experiences. There was no shame in enjoying sex among members of the group, as long as they remained faithful to the group members. New members had to be initiated. The rites were secret and held off the campus to avoid any problems with the college officials or students. It sounded scary but Christy was eager to belong. Lisette called one of the group members to get Christy involved in the initiation over the weekend.
Christy worked and attended classes throughout the rest of the week but her mind wandered during any free time, concerned about the upcoming rites. When Saturday night arrived, Lisette took Christy in her car and drove to the appointed meeting place, which was a private home several miles outside of town. The home belonged to the group leader, whose name was Tony.
Tony called the meeting to order in his oversized living room after everyone was accounted for and the doors closed. "I welcome you to this meeting of the New Gaians. Those who are members can tell you about our struggles to become accepted. I want you to know that if you pass our test and remain faithful to our society, you will never lack friends or lovers, if that is what you desire. I cannot tell you more about us, because our test will be the portal to another kind of life."
He paused as he looked around the room. His hazel eyes seemed to peer right into Christy's soul as he spoke again. "If you are like most people, you have been uncomfortable with your life as you came of age. Did you have doubts about your religion? Did the thought of martyrdom make you sexually excited? Did the thought of doing harm or dominating another person entirely make you feel guilty at the very thought? Our test will either break those bonds of guilt or set you free, or you fail. Either way, you will learn more about yourself and others during the test than you every thought possible. Now, I want the seniors to explain to the initiates what is required of them for the test."
A blonde woman named Junelle told Lisette and Christy when the test would take place and what to wear. One week from now, they would meet at certain road marker. They had to be prompt and not deviate from the instructions. Failure to follow any of their instructions or commands would end their test unsuccessfully without hesitation. "But as your guides in the test, we cannot fail you either, or else we will be expelled ourselves," explained Junelle. "This is almost as much a test for us as it is for you, and it will show our devotion and trust in our members, as if they were family. I can say no more."
Another week passed. Christy ran to and from her classes, off to work and back to the dorm to eat, study and sleep. The thrill of what was to come kept her dreaming in her scant free time. The day of the test finally arrived. Christy and Lisette dressed as they were instructed and drove to the road marker in the countryside. Tony and Junelle were waiting for them, and another car arrived with two young men. Tony briefly remarked that these were the male initiates, Ron and James.
Tony spoke to the two young men. They were dressed in long sleeve shirts but were wearing blue jeans instead of slacks, like the other male group members did. They took off their shirts and followed Tony into the woods through a path that led from the side of the road. Then Junelle told Christy and Lisette to follow her down the same path. About 1/4 of a kilometer down the path, the group came to a clearing. Two wooden stakes were in the middle of the field and two crosses lay on the ground a short distance away. At the sight of the crosses Christy's heart skipped a beat.
Tony told the men to open a nearby box and take some rope. In the meantime, Junelle commanded Christy and Lisette to strip naked. Both the men and women did what they were told without hesitation, for they realized that this was part of the test. Next, each man took a woman to the stake and tied them to the stake, with Ron controlling Christy and James in charge of Lisette. The women were tied with their backs to the stake, their hands held high over their heads and their ankles tied behind the stake so that their legs were parted. Junelle gently tied gags into their mouths.
Tony proclaimed, "If you have not guessed, this is part of our test. It is like a reenactment of the torture and crucifixion of Christ. I know how you feel, for such thoughts passed through my mind until I went through this test. Then I found there was no mystic experience, only the joy and freedom once I experienced this rite. You can stop this at any time, but if so, you must never reveal our initiation rites. Proceed!"
Ron and James each took a flogger from the wood box and began to whip the women, with Junelle and Tony directing each man on what part of Christy or Lisette's body to hit next. Christy began to think about how this was like how the Romans would scourge their victims before crucifixion. It excited her even as the whip descended on her body. She bit hard into the gag, sometimes she failed to wince as the whip would hit a part of her body and make her fail to breathe. Her breasts, her stomach, the insides of her thighs; all were targets for Ron's whip.
"HALT!" Tony's voice echoed in the open field. Christy and Lisette were untied from the stakes, ungagged and were allowed to put their bras and panties back on, but nothing more. Next, Ron and James made each of the women carry a cross. Junelle pointed to a low hill a short distance beyond the trees surrounding the clearing. "We will be on an old hiking trail. That hill is where you will be crucified. You will hang there for several hours until we are satisfied. Ron and James will see to your care."
Christy strained under the weight of her cross. Lisette, who was slightly taller and stronger, had less of a problem. The pain of rocks and twigs of the dirt path shot up her legs from her soft feet. Once again, she felt as if she was in a passion play. Her sexual excitement grew. This was better than she could ever have imagined.
They finally reached the hill. Tony and Junelle had already been here earlier, since two postholes had been dug, awaiting the crosses. Christy and Lisette laid down their crosses, then the men began to tie their wrists, arms, legs and ankles with rope that was laid out on the hill. Once the women were fastened to their crosses, Lisette's cross was lowered into a posthole. She yelped as the cross shuddered down to the bottom. Ron and James next raised Christy's cross into position and dropped it into the other hole. She too cried out in shock as the cross hit the bottom of the hole.
Both women were in position to face the hot October sun. "Every half hour, you men are to whip the women. This will stop only when Junelle and I are convinced of your willingness. If any stranger on this path should approach, I expect everyone to disappear into the nearby brush. However, Ron, and you too, James, you are to intervene if we expect lasting harm to these women. Remember, this test ends only when we seniors tell you that it ends!"
The crosses were low to the ground so that Ron and James could easily whip any part of Christy's or Lisette's body. Each half hour, the men got up and worked on their captives. Christy writhed in agony, finding it harder and harder to catch her breath. The sting of the whip on her front side with the rough wood rubbing her from behind made her sensitive to every feeling. When the whipping stopped, there was only the sound of the wind, the call of the birds and weeping and moaning of the women while the 4 people on the ground studied their handiwork. Sweat was now pouring from each of crucified women's bodies.
At one point, Ron pulled out a knife and cut open Christy's bra cups, so that her pert breasts extended outwards. It was easy to see now that she was stimulated. As his whip hit her exposed breasts, she tilted her head backwards. She could feel the tingling between her legs and the dizziness in her head as if she was falling hard and fast. She had lost all track of time; all she knew was that the afternoon sun was now lower in the sky. The whipping stopped, but now she heard a new sound from Lisette.
James had taken Ron's knife and ripped Lisette's panties off. His face was buried between her legs, licking her, driving her towards orgasm, while Ron carefully whipped Lisette's breasts. Her bra had been totally cut off as well. Her face was contorted in that curious mix of agony and ecstasy. Finally, she screamed and passed out.
Ron and James looked towards Christy. She had been pushing up and down against her legs, trying to get a deeper breath despite the strain on her lungs. Ron took the knife and cut off her panties but then he and James each took something out of the wood box that Tony and Junelle had carried from the clearing. Each man held a vibrator. Christy had never had one although she wished for one whenever she had masturbated. Ron applied his vibrator to her cunt while James inserted his into her ass. Christy finally reached for her orgasm and then her vision turned to black as she fainted.
The men stood back from the cross, then Tony and Junelle applauded. "All of you passed the test! No one hesitated, no one backed out, you did as you were told; yet no lasting harm came to anyone. The women have had their release, both from their guilty dreams and from their feelings of guilt about sex. Now we will complete your release." Junelle stripped off her blouse and bra. Kneeling in front of Ron and James, she masturbated each man until he came all over her ample breasts. All this was done in full sight of crosses, fulfilling each man's dream.
Christy awoke back in the field near the stakes. She was laying on a blanket, with a pile of new underwear and clothes. Junelle hovered over her. "Ron has paid for new clothes to replace the ones he tore during your initiation rite", she said. Christy could see Lisette dressing a short distance away. "Tomorrow, all of you will be introduced as new members of the New Gaian society. But next weekend, you will undergo another test. This time, you must assist Tony in crucifying me!" Christy could hardly believe her ears. But she felt liberated, excited, more alive than ever! She did not care if she was crucified to death. She had lived her dream!
Fred Fischer For www.crucified-women.com
Christy had entered her freshman year in college still quiet and demure, unlike many other young women of her age. Although she was no longer a virgin, she had only two sexual experiences, both with young men; and was always left unsatisfied. Now she was living away from home, trying to adjust to her busy schedule with a major in psychology and a part time job to help make ends meet.
Christy (her name was short for Christine) was baptized as a Catholic but had fallen away from the church. She just could not get over the constant hypocrisy of the priests or the incessant guilt that they heaped upon her. As she grew into puberty, other things began to haunt her. She would look at the crucifixion and begin to think about what it would be like to be crucified. She could imagine herself stripped naked, with terrible nails holding her to the rough wood that rubbed against her ass and her shoulders. She could feel the erotic sensation in her loins as she hung on the cross for any onlooker to see her. She could not contain herself with these thoughts whenever she went to church so she stopped going but she kept a small gold cross on her necklace.
With her petite but definitely feminine body and light red hair, Christy did not have to feel envious of the other women in her dormitory. However, it was plainly obvious that most of them had found boyfriends in the few short weeks since the college opened in September for fall classes. She often looked around while in class or in the study halls to see how these couples fared.
One night while in the commons room of the girls dorm, she saw one of the few young women she knew, (her name was Lisette), talking to a young man standing in a corner of the room away from the other couples. She had noticed this man within a group. They all wore long sleeve shirts and slacks; their girlfriends wore long dresses but never any slacks, tight fitting jeans or shorts. Christy heard rumors that they were Satanists. As she watched Lisette, the man brought out a small knife and pressed it carefully against her throat. He began to drag the knife around her breasts and back up to her throat while Lisette's right hand reached underneath her long skirt and touched herself. This went on for a few minutes but no one objected or interrupted the couple. The young man kissed Lisette passionately and then left.
Lisette left the room and headed for her apartment with Christy close behind her. Christy finally stopped her and asked, "What was all that about the guy and the knife?" Lisette stared at Christy for a second then said, "Well, I will tell you if you promise to keep a secret. I am going to join a secret society in a few days. We are mostly ex-Catholics but anyone is allowed to join. It's a great group for those who don't quite seem to fit in. Are you like that?" Christy sheepishly nodded her agreement. "Then come to my room and we will talk some more."
Lisette and Christy talked for almost an hour about the group. It turned out that they were not Satanists but they did believe in an earth spirit and that its power was most strongly felt by humans during sex or near death experiences. There was no shame in enjoying sex among members of the group, as long as they remained faithful to the group members. New members had to be initiated. The rites were secret and held off the campus to avoid any problems with the college officials or students. It sounded scary but Christy was eager to belong. Lisette called one of the group members to get Christy involved in the initiation over the weekend.
Christy worked and attended classes throughout the rest of the week but her mind wandered during any free time, concerned about the upcoming rites. When Saturday night arrived, Lisette took Christy in her car and drove to the appointed meeting place, which was a private home several miles outside of town. The home belonged to the group leader, whose name was Tony.
Tony called the meeting to order in his oversized living room after everyone was accounted for and the doors closed. "I welcome you to this meeting of the New Gaians. Those who are members can tell you about our struggles to become accepted. I want you to know that if you pass our test and remain faithful to our society, you will never lack friends or lovers, if that is what you desire. I cannot tell you more about us, because our test will be the portal to another kind of life."
He paused as he looked around the room. His hazel eyes seemed to peer right into Christy's soul as he spoke again. "If you are like most people, you have been uncomfortable with your life as you came of age. Did you have doubts about your religion? Did the thought of martyrdom make you sexually excited? Did the thought of doing harm or dominating another person entirely make you feel guilty at the very thought? Our test will either break those bonds of guilt or set you free, or you fail. Either way, you will learn more about yourself and others during the test than you every thought possible. Now, I want the seniors to explain to the initiates what is required of them for the test."
A blonde woman named Junelle told Lisette and Christy when the test would take place and what to wear. One week from now, they would meet at certain road marker. They had to be prompt and not deviate from the instructions. Failure to follow any of their instructions or commands would end their test unsuccessfully without hesitation. "But as your guides in the test, we cannot fail you either, or else we will be expelled ourselves," explained Junelle. "This is almost as much a test for us as it is for you, and it will show our devotion and trust in our members, as if they were family. I can say no more."
Another week passed. Christy ran to and from her classes, off to work and back to the dorm to eat, study and sleep. The thrill of what was to come kept her dreaming in her scant free time. The day of the test finally arrived. Christy and Lisette dressed as they were instructed and drove to the road marker in the countryside. Tony and Junelle were waiting for them, and another car arrived with two young men. Tony briefly remarked that these were the male initiates, Ron and James.
Tony spoke to the two young men. They were dressed in long sleeve shirts but were wearing blue jeans instead of slacks, like the other male group members did. They took off their shirts and followed Tony into the woods through a path that led from the side of the road. Then Junelle told Christy and Lisette to follow her down the same path. About 1/4 of a kilometer down the path, the group came to a clearing. Two wooden stakes were in the middle of the field and two crosses lay on the ground a short distance away. At the sight of the crosses Christy's heart skipped a beat.
Tony told the men to open a nearby box and take some rope. In the meantime, Junelle commanded Christy and Lisette to strip naked. Both the men and women did what they were told without hesitation, for they realized that this was part of the test. Next, each man took a woman to the stake and tied them to the stake, with Ron controlling Christy and James in charge of Lisette. The women were tied with their backs to the stake, their hands held high over their heads and their ankles tied behind the stake so that their legs were parted. Junelle gently tied gags into their mouths.
Tony proclaimed, "If you have not guessed, this is part of our test. It is like a reenactment of the torture and crucifixion of Christ. I know how you feel, for such thoughts passed through my mind until I went through this test. Then I found there was no mystic experience, only the joy and freedom once I experienced this rite. You can stop this at any time, but if so, you must never reveal our initiation rites. Proceed!"
Ron and James each took a flogger from the wood box and began to whip the women, with Junelle and Tony directing each man on what part of Christy or Lisette's body to hit next. Christy began to think about how this was like how the Romans would scourge their victims before crucifixion. It excited her even as the whip descended on her body. She bit hard into the gag, sometimes she failed to wince as the whip would hit a part of her body and make her fail to breathe. Her breasts, her stomach, the insides of her thighs; all were targets for Ron's whip.
"HALT!" Tony's voice echoed in the open field. Christy and Lisette were untied from the stakes, ungagged and were allowed to put their bras and panties back on, but nothing more. Next, Ron and James made each of the women carry a cross. Junelle pointed to a low hill a short distance beyond the trees surrounding the clearing. "We will be on an old hiking trail. That hill is where you will be crucified. You will hang there for several hours until we are satisfied. Ron and James will see to your care."
Christy strained under the weight of her cross. Lisette, who was slightly taller and stronger, had less of a problem. The pain of rocks and twigs of the dirt path shot up her legs from her soft feet. Once again, she felt as if she was in a passion play. Her sexual excitement grew. This was better than she could ever have imagined.
They finally reached the hill. Tony and Junelle had already been here earlier, since two postholes had been dug, awaiting the crosses. Christy and Lisette laid down their crosses, then the men began to tie their wrists, arms, legs and ankles with rope that was laid out on the hill. Once the women were fastened to their crosses, Lisette's cross was lowered into a posthole. She yelped as the cross shuddered down to the bottom. Ron and James next raised Christy's cross into position and dropped it into the other hole. She too cried out in shock as the cross hit the bottom of the hole.
Both women were in position to face the hot October sun. "Every half hour, you men are to whip the women. This will stop only when Junelle and I are convinced of your willingness. If any stranger on this path should approach, I expect everyone to disappear into the nearby brush. However, Ron, and you too, James, you are to intervene if we expect lasting harm to these women. Remember, this test ends only when we seniors tell you that it ends!"
The crosses were low to the ground so that Ron and James could easily whip any part of Christy's or Lisette's body. Each half hour, the men got up and worked on their captives. Christy writhed in agony, finding it harder and harder to catch her breath. The sting of the whip on her front side with the rough wood rubbing her from behind made her sensitive to every feeling. When the whipping stopped, there was only the sound of the wind, the call of the birds and weeping and moaning of the women while the 4 people on the ground studied their handiwork. Sweat was now pouring from each of crucified women's bodies.
At one point, Ron pulled out a knife and cut open Christy's bra cups, so that her pert breasts extended outwards. It was easy to see now that she was stimulated. As his whip hit her exposed breasts, she tilted her head backwards. She could feel the tingling between her legs and the dizziness in her head as if she was falling hard and fast. She had lost all track of time; all she knew was that the afternoon sun was now lower in the sky. The whipping stopped, but now she heard a new sound from Lisette.
James had taken Ron's knife and ripped Lisette's panties off. His face was buried between her legs, licking her, driving her towards orgasm, while Ron carefully whipped Lisette's breasts. Her bra had been totally cut off as well. Her face was contorted in that curious mix of agony and ecstasy. Finally, she screamed and passed out.
Ron and James looked towards Christy. She had been pushing up and down against her legs, trying to get a deeper breath despite the strain on her lungs. Ron took the knife and cut off her panties but then he and James each took something out of the wood box that Tony and Junelle had carried from the clearing. Each man held a vibrator. Christy had never had one although she wished for one whenever she had masturbated. Ron applied his vibrator to her cunt while James inserted his into her ass. Christy finally reached for her orgasm and then her vision turned to black as she fainted.
The men stood back from the cross, then Tony and Junelle applauded. "All of you passed the test! No one hesitated, no one backed out, you did as you were told; yet no lasting harm came to anyone. The women have had their release, both from their guilty dreams and from their feelings of guilt about sex. Now we will complete your release." Junelle stripped off her blouse and bra. Kneeling in front of Ron and James, she masturbated each man until he came all over her ample breasts. All this was done in full sight of crosses, fulfilling each man's dream.
Christy awoke back in the field near the stakes. She was laying on a blanket, with a pile of new underwear and clothes. Junelle hovered over her. "Ron has paid for new clothes to replace the ones he tore during your initiation rite", she said. Christy could see Lisette dressing a short distance away. "Tomorrow, all of you will be introduced as new members of the New Gaian society. But next weekend, you will undergo another test. This time, you must assist Tony in crucifying me!" Christy could hardly believe her ears. But she felt liberated, excited, more alive than ever! She did not care if she was crucified to death. She had lived her dream!
Fred Fischer For www.crucified-women.com