Nude Females Story Of Her Voluntary Crucifixion Stories

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The Crossing

by Gregsta66 on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

Dave had wanted to be crucified for as long as he could remember. He was brought up in the Catholic religion and even though the religious side of things had never made much sense to him he found the images of the crucifixion and the scourging erotic beyond words. He had long kept his fantasies to himself until he saw a personal in his local newspaper. It re...

I Volunteer for Peak Erotic Fantasy

by EllenMelville on Oct 8, 2019
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

I knew I could trust Amanda not to screw up! Amanda is a big bossy girl, a Mighty White Gaia, but all in sexy proportions—long legs heavy but shapely, shoulders suitable for suspension of breathtakingly majestic mountains of breasts, a full face but with generous eyes, lips, cheeks in proportion—and simply cascades of chestnut brown hair. Sometimes we run to...

Hyacinth's Buddy

by donnylaja on Sep 14, 2017
First Time

a Blanke Schande story by Donnylaja * She kept crying, clutching the pillow in front of her and her drawn-up knees, as if the pillow were an article of clothing. But she had no clothing, nor did the three roommates who sat around her on her bed. It was the first rule of the college: at Blanke Schande, female students had to be naked at all times. They were...

Wolf Girl

by Anitole on Sep 19, 2017
NonHuman

"Shit!" Kyle lifted himself out of the dirt, spitting the flecks of grit from between his lips as he rolled over on his back and looked up some eight feet to the lip of the ledge he'd just blindly walked over. "Goddamnit. Goddamnit!" He checked himself for injury and relaxed a bit when he found all was well. He lifted himself up and brushed the leaves from...

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...

If Bree Calls In The Forest...

by nemo_quill on Sep 12, 2017
Mature

If a Bree calls in the forest, does she make a sound? Not with a red scarf crammed tight in her mouth. She was tethered to the trees when I found her. I was roving the paths on my hundred acres of property, enjoying the cool North breeze, when I heard a smothered yelp. I paused, filtering the sounds of the woods – the creak of branches, the shush of leav...

Undergraduate Course 182

by Bibliophile on Sep 14, 2017
BDSM

INSTRUCTOR: Mr. K. DESCRIPTION: This course of instruction is open to females who identify themselves as primarily heterosexual and provides one-on-one student instruction to introduce her to the subject of female sexual submission to a dominant male. Class applicants will be accepted on a first-come, first-served basis, with a minimal amount of screening f...

The Courier and the Legion

by Diggitydog6 on Apr 22, 2025

And so the Courier, who had cheated **** in the cemetery outside Goodsprings, cheated **** once again, and the Mojave Wasteland was forever changed. Caesar entered The Strip as though it was his Triumph. The Legion pushed the NCR out of New Vegas entirely, driving them back to the Mojave Outpost. The Legion occupied all major locations, enslaving much of the...

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Birthmother's Day

by DeniseNoe on Sep 16, 2017
Reviews & Essays

Birthmother's Day and the need to honor girls and women who give babies up for adoption The Saturday before Mother's Day was designated Birthmother's Day by a group of birthmothers in Seattle, Washington in 1990. "Birthmother" in this context refers to a female who gave birth and gave the child up for adoption. Holiday Insights notes, "If ever there was a...

Olivia Ch. 09

by Pgup on Sep 15, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Mom met me at the airport and this was just the first of several surprises I received during my short visit to the old homestead. I knew that mom neither drove nor did she even have a car so, she must have taken a cab to the airport and cab fare was never cheap. I obliquely raised the subject during the ride back to the city. "Hey mom, you're living the lif...