Crucified Stories

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Tri-ethereal Ch. 07

by BADSAM689 on Sep 16, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

I woke up lying in a patch of grass next to a dirt road. I was naked. My eyesight was blurred and I had a terrible headache. My stomach was upset. I turned over on my stomach, got up on my hands and knees and started to throw up. After several minutes my vision cleared. But I stayed on my hands and knees, breathing heavily. After several more minutes someo...

Sunday

by Louetta on Mar 26, 2019
BDSM

Today is Sunday. It's noon and I'm sitting on my steps waiting to be picked up. All of this has happened in only a week. At last week's college graduation party my brother and his friends asked me to do a scene with them. They wanted me to play a slut who would be crucified for her sins. This required a victim, hopefully young, hopefully physically attractiv...

Wood Spirit Ch. 02

by Keelywrites on Sep 14, 2017
NonHuman

September 15, 1754 The sun had risen two hours ago, and I have been slothful. I have not weeded my garden patch, I have not set the water to boiling for laundry, I have not gone in to the forest to harvest any of the late berries there, nor ground the corn that I left to dry from the garden. I have not even milked the one lone goat we own. I have not left t...

Hunter

by oneiria on Nov 27, 2017
Erotic Horror

HUNG Li Bangbang always enjoyed being crucified. Why not? It was one of the perks that led her to volunteer at Dirty Jake's Emporium of Pain and Pleasure and Sushi and Wheatgrass Bar in the first place. Dirty Jake's also featured free Wi-Fi that was out of this world as well as being conveniently adjacent to the Sodom and Gomorrah Hardware Store and Quickie...

Blood Red Roses

by trow on Sep 17, 2017
Non-Erotic

The National Weather Service was predicting a steady decline in temperature along with light snow flurries for the next five to seven days. However, as the storm that was pummeling the east coast began to worsen, so did the snow and the winds in Ohio. By Sunday evening, Akron's snowplows had fallen so far behind schedule that only the main highways; through,...

Pet

by kitschx on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

She sat at her desk, chatting to some wannabe slave online. He sat in the corner, waiting. He was naked except for the ball gag in his mouth and the cage locked around his cock. He knew that she wouldn't need another slave, not as long as she had him. She was just playing with the others. She rang the bell. He crawled over, ever obedient. She gestured for...

Diary of a Masochist

by lover bunny on Sep 14, 2017
BDSM

**~Ripley has nad no part in the creation of this story series. She does not, and will not participate in the types of activities described in this story** part one: i think it's time to break down these walls (i woke up at 5 am this morning, panting, sweating, but incredibly cold. Immediately i felt the other side of the bed, hoping She was there...but as...

Primticipation

by Mediastar on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

A prequel to the Bunny Trilogy; June 3rd 7pm. He stood there as She had requested, naked apart from the collar and leash and pressed up against the picture window. He could see the golden vista in front of him- the impossibly green Kent landscape, fed by the incessant winter rains, ran down to the cliffs and the sea beyond. At this time of year the sun had...

Detention

by SEAKEG on Sep 17, 2017
Non-Erotic

Last night I had this crazy dream that I was in prison and you were there. It was actually you and me and everyone we ever met. We were all in prison together. The prison wasn't like a normal prison. It was more like a giant kindergarten. Every other wall in the common areas were painted a vibrant indigo or Halloween orange. Cells were a solid robin's egg...

Thunderstorm

by Magnolia13 on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

“Would you rather just make love?” he asked. I reached up to cup his cheek in my palm, trace his jaw with my fingertips. “Yes,” was all I said. He joined me naked on the bed, all smooth skin and muscles, warm mouth open on my breast, artist’s hands stroking my skin. Then his mouth sought mine, his kiss demanding, a little frantic, his mouth forcing mine o...