crucifiedfag
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Being crucified naked in public, as the nails slam into my body, is the ultimate death. It means I have faced excruciating agony as a man, prepared to be broken in public over hours, days, twisting against the cross in futility. I know there is only death, but my body will fight till the end. And the jeering and laughing, the spitting and continued mutilation will degrade me to a lump of wriggling, howling, bloody flesh, like a worm on a hook. My pierced, mutilated genitals, circumcised, skinned and skewered, will dangle uselessly until animals gnaw away at the bloody meat. Nothing prepares one for this. No bondage comes close. It is only what it is. And that is the ultimate.