Author 's note : This narrative is set in a small late-1700s American townspeople, the name of which has been lost to time. There are a couple tike gay ( Male on male and female on female ) scenes. They 're not too detailed but I thought I 'd warn y'all. All similarities to mass space et cetera yadda yadda complete coincidence. You all know the shtick, now get to reading !


The electric charge against her were trumped up. She knew it, the justice and jury knew it, hell the whole townspeople knew it. The tryout was a forcemeat from the very beginning, with the prosecutors showing knoll of clearly falsified evidence of her accused crimes. Her lawyer somehow managed to conk out to debunk a single one of the billing or even a exclusive patch of evidence, despite the gaping hollow in the prosecution 's case. She thought it was too goodness to be true that this well-respected attorney would hail forward and offer to influence her case pro bono. Apparently it was in fact too estimable to be true.

The gavel came down and her sentence was announced. Three days in the stockade followed by a week of solitary childbed. Technically, the judge had showed mildness given the offence she was just convicted of, but she was clever enough to realize what the Ithiel Town 's design for her was. She considered making a scene, but that would just give the justice an self-justification to extend her judgment of conviction, and three days would n't sustain ... lasting consequences.

In this lowly townsfolk punishments were handed out swiftly. present moment after the judge had announced her sentence, a bailiff had her hands cuffed behind her back and was walking her out the room access towards the town square toes. Strictly speaking, the bailiff did n't ask to walk so close behind her that their crotches ground together, but she knew the next few days would be far worse and resigned herself to the abasement.

In the second power, the bailiff began to lock her into the replete origin - ankle, knees, waist, hands, and neck - while the justice read the detailed linguistic rule of the stocks to the gathered bunch, which appeared to consist of every male townsperson not engaged in lively activities, and nigh of the more lascivious female townspeople as well. Nearly everyone already knew the rules, but the judge continued in the indication to conserve an appearance of fairness.

"The pattern of the stocks are thus : The punished is to be held in the stocks at all times, except twice daily when they are removed for personal sculptural relief to be fed and by a court-appointed bailiff. With the exception of those multiplication, the punished is never to be removed from the stocks. The punished is not to be maimed or killed. Unless it interferes with those rules, her true punishment is left to the men of this Ithiel Town. No person may verbalise out against a man 's selection of punishment, and each man is to be allowed to fully punish her as he pleases. The minute of her relief will be set at aurora and sunset. Gentlemen, you may proceed."

The jurist walked away and her bailiff took a seat on a Bench in the noontime sun, waiting to watch the spectacle to come ( and to enforce the rules if he felt like it ). Three men, brother, stepped onto the livestock'plinth and walked around her, regarding her like a patch of meat. All three brother were influential and right in the town and probably were the independent plotter behind her predicament. She was thankful for the modest approval that the stocks held her knees in space and prevented them from shaking in shameful fear. One grabbed the book binding of her boisterous woolen prison shirt and yanked hard on it, ripping it apart at the frayed line. She had n't been issued underclothes and thus her breasts bounced freely in the summer air. Fingers started to grasp at her breasts and she bit her lip, hiding any response as her large tits were grabbed, twisted, and teased all at once. Another hand grabbed roughly at the waistband of the prison pants and those were ripped off as well, fully exposing her lithe strain to the crowd. set over as she was, she knew that her nether regions were on full showing to all inquiring centre, and a little cheer went up from the gathered men waiting their turn.

A finger's breadth slid down the crack of her ass, pressing on her rosebud before sliding over her slick snatch. The man sucked the tasting of her off his finger and taunted her about how wet she already was. In truth she 'd been psychologically trying to get herself wet in an attempt to piddle the inevitable intrusions less painful. Almost in unison, the men reached into their trousers and pulled out their hard or hardening shafts, and she resignedly opened her backtalk to tempt one to read her there. Her silent invitation was accepted, and the day 's inaugural cock pushed into her back talk while a second got into locating behind her. It earned her more taunts, but she performed fellatio as dependable she could on the cock that was shoved into her mouth. Struggling would n't help - and she did n't want to bed what atrocious punishment would lie in hold if she bit - so she sucked and licked at the cock, trying to bring him to orgasm and get him to leave as fast as possible. She could n't help but groan slightly as the second tool entered her slit and started fucking. hands on her nous and deal on her hips pulled the two men closer together and cockheads pushed deep into her, one pushing into her pharynx and one rubbing into her cervix at the Same clock time. They started thrusting in time - one pushed in as the other pulled out and they laughed above her.

Her body was wet and their elaborate plans for her had caused quite a pressure to establish up, and the men did n't film long to push in hard and shoot their tons of cum inside her. They stepped away - no doubt to return later in the day for another cycle. The third brother, waiting so patiently, took his act and shoved into her puss. His cock was curved differently, and in so doing happened to push against her g-spot. As much as she hated it, her dead body reacted to that spot 's stimulation and she came around the invading member, involuntarily groaning loudly. When she 'd finished there was a moment of silence in the bunch, followed by a boom of laughter and renewed taunting, accusing things like"the fornicatress likes it !"and"she 'd fucking cum around any man 's hawkshaw, would n't she ?"Her third gear aggressor pulled out of her pussy before he came, and jerked a loading of cum onto her asscheeks, giving her a slap on the cheek as he merrily hopped off the plinth.

There was a bit of a surge to get at her next, but two men who approached caused a bit of a gasp in the crowd which allowed them outer space. Two grandiloquent blond men with somewhat effeminate features and their men around each others'waists. The Town 's one openly gay twain was here to fuck her. They were only tolerated in this town because one was the town 's only doctor, and the other a critical accountant. They 'd never been cruel to her like many men were, so she worked up the bravery to ask simply"why ?"To their citation, one knelt before her while the former wiped semen off her ass, gently explaining that just because they loved each other very much, they also did find her very, very beautiful. And who could escape a chance like this ?

Her mouthpiece was again filled, but this time a pressure someplace new sent monition signal and the gay dicking her oral cavity gently stroked her brass and told her to relax. For the for the first time time in her life history, a cock pushed into her ass, and she was lucky for it to be a gentle first time. He applied pressure level slowly, pushing until he fit just the point in and then gave her time to adjust before gently pushing in and pulling out, filling her deeply and leaving an empty feeling as he pulled back. When his hips pushed against hers the stopcock in her lip began to move as well, matching each others strokes as both pulled out, leaving her empty, and pushing in to make her feel absolutely filled. They leaned forwards and kissed one another as they gently fucked the town 's most beautiful woman. Many of the men watching were torn between finding the candy kiss disgusting but the fucking mesmerizing, and some of the women introduce were all but openly frigging themselves at the mountain of two pretty-boys making out while making love. They grunted and groaned, and the man in her ass groaned that he was cumming. His shuddering as he unloaded in this beautiful woman 's ass was too much for his buff, who came on her tongue, advising her to keep it there. The gay kissed again as they pulled out and each walked around her and crouched down. The man who just took her anal retentive virginity began to French kiss her, his tongue seeking his mate 's cum from her mouth, while the man who made love to her throat licked at her ass, doing the same. They commented about how wonderful the others'cum tasted as they walked away from the stocks, but were accosted by a group of the town 's women, who were very interested now that their dead on target secret was out of the closet.

The rush she had been expecting finally came. stacks of men began to take her. They were not gentle like the gays were or quick like the conspirators, they were rough and mean. They stayed true to the rules and once a man was inside her he got to rest there until he was finished, and some were desperate enough to fuck her in highly unusual places. rooster were stuck in the outlaw of her articulatio cubiti and underarms, seeking pleasure from her body in any way potential. At one point the jurist even made an show and took his joy in her ass while spanking her roughly, leaving her ass red and sore. Roughly an hour before sundown a man broke the rules, and held his peter in her throat far too long. She twitched and shuddered as breathing time left her, and her screams were barely audible to her. Darkness began to tuck at the edges of her vision while a load of cum was dumped into her ass and another cock promptly filled her pussy, and she glanced up into an wickedness grin as she passed out, fearing for her lifetime.

She awoke a couple moments later, to the belly laugh of the man who had been too long in her, as the bailiff brutally beat him senseless for endangering her sprightliness. It was known that the penalty for breaking the rules of the Malcolm stock was far worse than the breed themselves, and that man had to be dragged to the doctor 's place. By the clip the bailiff had finished with that man, the sun was setting and she was to be taken out of the stocks. Her leg were shaky and cum literally dripped from every muddle, and the bailiff practically had to carry her to the Constable 's station. Inside the post her paw were first tied to the roof while the bailiff sprayed her down with a hosepipe. The temperature and pressure were not rough, but neither were they gentle, a movement which continued as he toweled her off, spending no doubt More time than was strictly speaking necessary drying her breasts. She was given a here and now in a privy before she was fed a sparse dinner. Since there was but one death chair, naturally she had to sit on the bailiff 's lap while she ate. She felt his hardness and knew there was a terms to pay for the tiny services he 'd done for her, and she decided to pay the price willingly and well in Bob Hope of getting better discourse in the hereafter. Her meal was eaten in secrecy, but his dinner party was accompanied by the slurps and slops of a blowjob underneath the table, until the bailiff could hold no more and a hand forced her down while he came.

Any hopes of the bailiff drastically helping her were dashed when she was taken back out of doors to the stocks and affixed into office. The nighttime 's constable relieved the bailiff of his duty and wasted no clip in relieving himself of intimate pressure. She heard an argument with the constable about the lantern by the stock certificate. Apparently one of the men wanted it to be dark for her punishment, but the John Constable would n't take into account it for her rubber. Eventually a compromise was reached and a duncical blindfold was wrapped around her optic, making the night pitch-black for her. The blindfold was n't removed when the man finished, nor when the next man shot cum all over it. The blindfold remained while suspiciously feminine fingers pushed into her pussy and ass, and while what was undoubtedly a snatch was pressed to her lip for viva pleasance. She was n't a Lesbian by any means, but she did her best to please the unknown woman, and that woman was replaced by another, and another, and she eventually reflected that she must have made a pretty good gay woman because the steady work for her tongue kept up for several hours.

Eventually, she was simply too tired to persist waken, especially without optic stimulation. Sleep took her as one of her nighttime visitor took his time in her pussy, and when she regained consciousness a different peter was in her ass. Eventually the blindfold was pulled off and the first rays of the morning sun shined on her cum-stained body as the bailiff relieved the dark 's constable ( who had just finished relieving himself again ) to take her out of the stocks. Her second interruption was much like her first, except that the bailiff had already eaten, so instead of blowing him under the table, she was laid back on the table and he pushed into her throat, telling her how golden she was to be getting this"second helping of breakfast."

The morning of her foremost full day of punishment was almost pleasant. Nearly every man ( and a unspoiled portion of the cleaning lady ) had taken their pleasance from her in the past tense day, and she had few"visitors."That is, until the three comrade returned, leading a completely different radical of the great unwashed. They were the hard worker from local plantations, who must suffer worked especially laborious to get this kind of reward. Or perhaps the pal were just bored and thought it 'd be laughable. The dispute was largely academician to her, because the striver were certainly looking at her body with relish. The youngest of the brothers whispered into her ear as the slave were commanded to strip. They 'd select the most ... virile of the workers, he explained. Who had n't been allowed to breed, to fuck, in six calendar month. She tried to continue detached, but those slaves scared her. They were certainly virile, each boasting a shaft that looked downright painfully bombastic and fully hardened. She did n't know what variety of depraved thing they 'd do to her, never having owned a slave.

Perhaps it was a mercy that these slaves were also incredibly submissive to their passkey, and did exactly what was ordered. Perhaps it made their treatment of her big than it 'd be otherwise. But when one was ordered to drive his"big grim piece of tail nigga swagger balls-deep into that tight fucking clean ass"he obeyed, and the only affair that muffled her howler of painfulness was the turncock usually forced down her throat. Their supply of slaves seemed limitless, and their cum twisting. Each and every one was ordered to not land up except in her ass, and they obeyed. The sun had almost set when the finish one finished, and the sidekick took turn of events in her snatch, rubbing at her tum and commenting at how all the cum from those slaves made her abdomen visibly stretch, and how they could see the slave turncock stretch her throat wide open. She hoped the dirty talk helped them, but the last one did n't cum until the sun was just barely over the visible horizon, setting mere consequence later.

When she was stood up for her break, a bona fide cloudburst of cum poured from her ass and spattered on the ground. She was hosed off and her oculus were short as she relieved herself and ate the meager dinner party, and she could n't even muster the guardianship to try to please the bailiff when he took her slit, lying back and staring into space as the man took her. Her second night was busier than the first, since the day 's slave handling had largely excluded the white tribe of the town. She noticed that the men were less probable to take her ass now, preferring to fuck her kitty-cat or fill her throat. They must not let wanted to plowshare a fuckhole with hard worker. The gay duo gave her a very special treatment ; the doctor fucked the controller 's ass while he fucked her throat. They came in unison once again, and made out with each early as they left.

Her true, final exam punishment did n't arrive until the good afternoon of the third and concluding day. By now her body is soaked with cum as every man of the town gets one or two final stage shots at her. Her brain is electrocute and her eubstance exhausted, the thousand-yard-stare place setting in. She feels utterly broken and destroyed, and thinks she can sink no lower.

Hooves clop across the sett behind her, and she feels the breath of a bombastic mammalian. revulsion starts to set in and fear fills her. She expected the sidereal day of violation but not this, and she truly struggled at her adherence for the first time. There was a sniffing at her genitals as the animal figured out what was going on, and the horse reared up and put its hooves onto a crate that was placed for it. The creature 's massive cock slapped at her stomach and a handler started to guide the shaft to her pussy. For the starting time time she started to beg, to plead to be released. She promised to spend every night for a year pleasuring the brothers if they 'd just call off the knight. Only laughter replied to her and she felt the Equus caballus 's flared cockhead rub against her puss. A thrust - a scream - and she passed out as the animal rutted inside her. The animal had n't stopped by the time she reawoke. With every push in, her stomach visibly expanded to fit the monumental member, and the horse neighed it 's dominance as it thrust deeply into her, filling her with animal seminal fluid. She almost passed out again as the horse pulled out, and she heard the spatter of cum hitting the priming coat. As she watched the brute was led away, she recognized the judge 's prized Arab. Being led in at the Lapp time as the Arabian was led away was a massive Clydesdale stallion, a foot taller than the Arabian. The Clydesdale was already aroused and she got a estimable flavor at what was in memory board for her as the horse 's cock bounced between its legs. It was nearly as thick as her second joint and as long, and her fear redoubled.

No handler helped aim the horse 's peter this sentence. It thrust at her and missed several fourth dimension before the gargantuan question found a hole. Unluckily for her it was her ass, and tears streamed from her eyes as she screamed out her suffering. The people still watching gasped and the woman cringed in empathetic fear, but no-one was allowed to intervene since no permanent trauma appeared to be done. The horse did n't empathize why she screamed so, and could n't care either. It cared only for it 's own genetic imperative mood to posit semen and rutted and raped at the lilliputian consistence beneath it. By the prison term it was done, the only one still smiling were the three brothers who 'd caused all this.

When the doctor removed her from her bond certificate a few hours early, nonentity was uncoerced to argue, and the calendar week of jail time was served entirely in the infirmary recuperating.

Three bodies were found marred beyond credit outside of Ithiel Town a calendar month later. Oddly, no-one bothered to question her. No rush were brought and the Town simply tried to forget the lines that had been crossed.


addendum :

Some note of hand about the characters I had while writing it : The three Brother who set her up are two older identical twins and one younger brother who always tried to match the other two. The"gay"twain are n't strictly speaking"gay,"they 're bisexual in a place two-male relationship. In my own mind they look rather like eminent elves of fantasy, long square blonde hairsbreadth. I referred to them as gay because as far as the town knows they are. The day 's bailiff is a big, strapping guy, while the nighttime 's constable is a thin, hawklike fellow.

The ending ... was n't really what I had planned. It kinda just flowed like that. Sorry if I killed any bungle there. Also : Another level when I do n't name my part ! Hooray ! figure are for wimp !