Author 's government note : This story is set in a small late-1700s American language town, the public figure of which has been lost to time. There are a couple on minor gay ( male person on male and female on female ) scenes. They 're not too detailed but I thought I 'd warn y'all. All similarities to people station et cetera yadda yadda complete co-occurrence. You all know the shtick, now get to reading !


The guardianship against her were trumped up. She knew it, the justice and jury knew it, hell the whole townsfolk knew it. The trial was a farce comedy from the very beginning, with the public prosecutor showing pile of clearly falsified grounds of her incriminate law-breaking. Her lawyer somehow managed to fail to expose a bingle one of the charges or even a sole piece of evidence, despite the gaping trap in the prosecution 's type. She thought it was too good to be admittedly that this well-respected attorney would arrive forward and declare oneself to work on her case pro bono. Apparently it was in fact too good to be true.

The gavel came down and her judgment of conviction was announced. Three twenty-four hours in the concentration camp followed by a week of solitary confinement. Technically, the judge had showed lenity given the criminal offense she was just convicted of, but she was clever enough to realize what the Ithiel Town 's architectural plan for her was. She considered making a scene, but that would just give way the judge an excuse to put out her sentence, and three days would n't own ... lasting consequences.

In this small town punishments were handed out swiftly. bit after the justice had announced her sentence, a bailiff had her hands cuffed behind her back and was walking her out the door towards the township square. Strictly speaking, the bailiff did n't necessitate to take the air so close behind her that their crotches ground together, but she knew the next few mean solar day would be far worse and resigned herself to the humiliation.

In the square, the bailiff began to operate her into the full stocks - ankles, knees, waistline, hands, and neck - while the evaluator read the elaborate rules of the gunstock to the gathered bunch, which appeared to dwell of every male person townsperson not engaged in vital activities, and to the highest degree of the more lascivious female townspeople as well. Nearly everyone already knew the normal, but the judge continued in the interpretation to conserve an show of fairness.

"The linguistic rule of the stocks are thus : The punished is to be held in the parentage at all times, except twice daily when they are removed for personal relief to be fed and by a court-appointed bailiff. With the exception of those times, the punished is never to be removed from the stocks. The punished is not to be maimed or killed. Unless it interferes with those ruler, her truthful punishment is left to the men of this town. No mortal may speak out against a man 's choice of punishment, and each man is to be allowed to fully punish her as he pleases. The hours of her relief will be set at sunup and sunset. man, you may proceed."

The judge walked away and her bailiff took a hindquarters on a bench in the noontime sun, waiting to look out the spectacle to hail ( and to implement the rules if he felt like it ). Three men, brothers, stepped onto the descent'plinth and walked around her, regarding her like a piece of meat. All three brothers were influential and powerful in the town and probably were the main conspirators behind her predicament. She was thankful for the diminished blessing that the stocks held her knees in place and prevented them from shaking in shameful veneration. One grabbed the back of her pugnacious woollen prison shirt and yanked hard on it, ripping it apart at the frayed bed. She had n't been issued underwear and thus her chest bounced freely in the summer air. Fingers started to grasp at her boob and she bit her lip, hiding any reaction as her boastfully titty were grabbed, twisted, and teased all at once. Another hand grabbed roughly at the waistcloth of the prison drawers and those were ripped off as well, fully exposing her lithe form to the crowd. hang over as she was, she knew that her nether part were on full-of-the-moon display to all inquiring eye, and a little cheer went up from the gathered men waiting their turn.

A finger slid down the tornado of her ass, pressing on her rosebud before sliding over her slick puss. The man sucked the taste of her off his digit and taunted her about how wet she already was. In truth she 'd been psychologically trying to get herself wet in an try to make the inevitable violation less awful. Almost in unison, the men reached into their trouser and pulled out their hard or hardening shafts, and she resignedly opened her mouth to entice one to accept her there. Her silent invitation was accepted, and the day 's first cock pushed into her mouth while a irregular got into position behind her. It earned her more taunts, but she performed fellatio as best she could on the turncock that was shoved into her mouth. Struggling would n't serve - and she did n't want to do it what frightful punishment would lie in wait if she bit - so she sucked and licked at the quill, trying to bestow him to orgasm and get him to leave as fast as possible. She could n't help but moan slightly as the second cock entered her kitty and started fucking. hired man on her head and manus 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 time. They started thrusting in sentence - one pushed in as the former pulled out and they laughed above her.

Her body was tight and their elaborated plans for her had caused quite a pressure to build up, and the men did n't withdraw long to crowd in hard and shoot their cargo of cum inside her. They stepped away - no incertitude to return later in the day for another round. The one-third chum, waiting so patiently, took his turn and shoved into her cunt. His turncock was curved differently, and in so doing happened to push against her g-spot. As much as she hated it, her organic structure reacted to that patch 's stimulation and she came around the invading member, involuntarily groaning loudly. When she 'd finished there was a consequence of secretiveness in the crew, followed by a bellowing of laughter and renewed taunts, accusing things like"the strumpet likes it !"and"she 'd fucking cum around any man 's dick, would n't she ?"Her third assailant pulled out of her pussy before he came, and jerked a shipment 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 billow 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 tall blonde men with somewhat effeminate features and their hands around each others'waists. The town 's one openly gay couple was here to screw her. They were only tolerated in this town because one was the Ithiel Town 's simply physician, and the early a vital accountant. They 'd never been fell to her like many men were, so she worked up the braveness to ask simply"why ?"To their credit, one knelt before her while the other wiped seminal fluid off her ass, gently explaining that just because they loved each early very much, they also did find her very, very beautiful. And who could miss a chance like this ?

Her mouth was again filled, but this time a pressure someplace new sent word of advice signals and the gay dicking her mouth gently stroked her cheek and told her to decompress. For the first base time in her life, a pecker pushed into her ass, and she was lucky for it to be a aristocratic first gear time. He applied pressure slowly, pushing until he fit just the top dog 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 shaft in her mouth began to displace as well, matching each others strokes as both pulled out, leaving her void, and pushing in to make her spirit absolutely filled. They leaned forwards and kissed one another as they gently fucked the townspeople 's most beautiful fair sex. Many of the men watching were torn between finding the buss disgusting but the fucking mesmerizing, and some of the cleaning lady deliver were all but openly frigging themselves at the mountain of two pretty-boys making out while making sexual love. They grunted and groaned, and the man in her ass groaned that he was cumming. His shuddering as he unloaded in this beautiful char 's ass was too a lot for his lover, who came on her lingua, advising her to keep it there. The gays kissed again as they pulled out and each walked around her and crouched down. The man who just took her anal virginity began to French kiss her, his tongue seeking his pardner '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 grand the others'cum tasted as they walked away from the lineage, but were accosted by a mathematical group of the Town 's women, who were very interested now that their true secret was out of the closet.

The rush she had been expecting finally came. 12 of men began to subscribe her. They were not lenify like the homosexual 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 last out there until he was finished, and some were do-or-die enough to fuck her in highly unusual places. Cocks were stuck in the crooks of her elbow joint and underarms, seeking pleasure from her consistence in any way possible. At one point the evaluator even made an visual aspect and took his pleasance in her ass while spanking her roughly, leaving her ass red and sore. Roughly an hour before sundown a man broke the normal, and held his peter in her throat far too long. She twitched and shuddered as breath left her, and her scream were barely audible to her. Darkness began to assemble at the edge of her imagination while a load of cum was dumped into her ass and another cock promptly filled her pussy, and she glanced up into an evil smile as she passed out, fearing for her life.

She awoke a mates mo later, to the screams of the man who had been too long in her, as the bailiff brutally beat him senseless for endangering her life story. It was known that the penalization for breaking the rules of the stocks was far worse than the stocks themselves, and that man had to be dragged to the doctor 's menage. By the time the bailiff had finished with that man, the sun was setting and she was to be taken out of the stocks. Her pegleg were shaky and cum literally dripped from every gob, and the bailiff practically had to carry her to the police constable 's post. Inside the station her mitt were first tied to the ceiling while the bailiff sprayed her down with a hose. The temperature and pressure were not jolty, but neither were they gentle, a tendency which continued as he toweled her off, spending no dubiety Thomas More meter than was strictly speaking essential drying her breasts. She was given a moment in a toilet before she was fed a sparse dinner. Since there was but one chair, naturally she had to sit on the bailiff 's lap while she ate. She felt his hardness and knew there was a price 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 treatment in the future. Her meal was eaten in muteness, but his dinner was accompanied by the slurps and swill of a cock sucking underneath the table, until the bailiff could deal no more and a hand forced her John L. H. Down while he came.

Any hopes of the bailiff drastically helping her were dashed when she was taken back outside to the Malcolm stock and affixed into situation. The night 's constable relieved the bailiff of his duty and wasted no sentence in relieving himself of sexual pressure. She heard an disputation with the police constable about the lantern by the strain. Apparently one of the men wanted it to be blue for her punishment, but the constable would n't allow it for her safety. Eventually a via media was reached and a thick blindfold was wrapped around her eye, 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 kitty and ass, and while what was undoubtedly a pussy was pressed to her rim for oral pleasures. She was n't a lesbian by any agency, but she did her best to please the unknown womanhood, and that woman was replaced by another, and another, and she eventually reflected that she must have made a pretty dear lesbian because the steady work for her tongue kept up for several hours.

Eventually, she was simply too tired to stay waken, especially without visual stimulation. catch some Z's took her as one of her dark visitors took his time in her pussy, and when she regained consciousness a different cock was in her ass. Eventually the blindfold was pulled off and the commencement rays of the morning sun shined on her cum-stained body as the bailiff relieved the night 's John Constable ( who had just finished relieving himself again ) to take her out of the parentage. Her instant break was much like her foremost, except that the bailiff had already eaten, so instead of blowing him under the tabular array, she was laid back on the table and he pushed into her throat, telling her how lucky she was to be getting this"second helping of breakfast."

The sunrise of her first to the full day of punishment was almost pleasant. Nearly every man ( and a good portion of the women ) had taken their pleasure from her in the past times day, and she had few"visitors."That is, until the three brothers returned, leading a completely different mathematical group of people. They were the slave from local plantation, who must have worked especially hard to get this form of advantage. Or perhaps the blood brother were just bored and thought it 'd be funny. The divergence was largely faculty member to her, because the slaves were certainly looking at her body with zest. The youngest of the brother whispered into her ear as the slaves were commanded to strip. They 'd select the most ... virile of the workers, he explained. Who had n't been allowed to cover, to bonk, in six month. She tried to rest separated, but those slave scared her. They were certainly manful, each boasting a dick that looked downright painfully magnanimous and fully hardened. She did n't know what kind of depraved things they 'd do to her, never having owned a slave.

Perhaps it was a mercy that these slaves were also incredibly submissive to their masters, and did exactly what was ordered. Perhaps it made their treatment of her risky than it 'd be otherwise. But when one was ordered to agitate his"big blacken piece of tail nigger sashay balls-deep into that blotto fucking Edward White ass"he obeyed, and the only if thing that muffled her screams of pain was the cock usually forced down her pharynx. Their supply of slaves seemed limitless, and their cum twisting. Each and every one was ordered to not end except in her ass, and they obeyed. The sun had almost set when the finish one finished, and the Brother took turns in her slit, rubbing at her stomach and commenting at how all the cum from those striver made her stomach visibly stretch, and how they could see the striver cocks stretch her pharynx wide surface. She hoped the dirty talking helped them, but the concluding one did n't cum until the sun was just barely over the horizon, setting bare moment later.

When she was stood up for her break, a authentic deluge of cum poured from her ass and spattered on the primer. She was hosed off and her optic were dead as she relieved herself and ate the meager dinner party, and she could n't even rally the care to try to please the bailiff when he took her pussy, lying back and staring into space as the man took her. Her endorsement night was busier than the for the first time, since the day 's slave treatment had largely excluded the blanched folk of the town. She noticed that the men were less likely to take her ass now, preferring to fuck her twat or replete her throat. They must not have wanted to contribution a fuckhole with hard worker. The gay twain gave her a very special treatment ; the Doctor fucked the accountant 's ass while he fucked her throat. They came in unison once again, and made out with each other as they left.

Her true, final examination penalization did n't arrive until the afternoon of the third and final exam day. By now her body is soaked with cum as every man of the town gets one or two last shots at her. Her brain is fried and her body exhausted, the thousand-yard-stare mount in. She feels utterly broken and destroyed, and thinks she can go down no blue.

Hooves clop across the cobble behind her, and she feels the breath of a large mammalian. Horror starts to set in and fear fills her. She expected the Day of colza but not this, and she truly struggled at her bonds for the initiatory sentence. There was a sniffing at her crotch 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 animal 's monumental turncock slapped at her breadbasket and a handler started to maneuver the stopcock to her kitty. For the first clip she started to beg, to plead to be released. She promised to spend every Nox for a year pleasuring the chum if they 'd just scream off the horse. Only laughter replied to her and she felt the horse 's flared cockhead rub against her pussy. A thrust - a screeching - and she passed out as the fauna rutted inside her. The beast had n't stopped by the prison term she reawoke. With every stab in, her tum visibly expanded to fit the massive extremity, and the cavalry neighed it 's dominance as it thrust deeply into her, filling her with carnal come. She almost passed out again as the horse pulled out, and she heard the spatter of cum hitting the primer. As she watched the beast was led away, she recognized the justice 's prized Arab. Being led in at the same time as the Arabian was led away was a massive Clydesdale stallion, a foot taller than the Arab. The Clydesdale was already aroused and she got a safe look at what was in fund for her as the sawhorse 's pecker bounced between its ramification. It was nearly as thick as her thigh and as long, and her fear redoubled.

No coach helped aim the horse 's prick this time. It thrust at her and missed several clip before the gargantuan head found a muddle. Unluckily for her it was her ass, and rent streamed from her eyes as she screamed out her agony. The people still watching gasped and the women cringed in empathic fear, but no-one was allowed to intervene since no permanent harm appeared to be done. The horse did n't realise why she screamed so, and could n't manage either. It cared only for it 's own transmitted imperative to deposit semen and rutted and raped at the tiny consistence beneath it. By the prison term it was done, the sole ones still smiling were the three buddy who 'd caused all this.

When the doctor removed her from her James Bond a few hr early, nobody was willing to argue, and the week of pokey meter was served entirely in the infirmary recuperating.

Three bodies were found marred beyond recognition outside of town a month later. Oddly, no-one bothered to question her. No direction were brought and the townsfolk simply tried to bury the telephone circuit that had been crossed.


Postscripts :

Some notation about the characters I had while writing it : The three brothers who set her up are two senior identical twins and one youthful Brother who always tried to match the other two. The"gay"brace are n't strictly speaking"gay,"they 're bisexual in a place two-male human relationship. In my own thinker they look rather like high-pitched elf of fantasy, long full-strength blond whisker. I referred to them as gay because as far as the town knows they are. The day 's bailiff is a big, husky guy, while the Night 's John 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 boners there. Also : Another story when I do n't name my fibre ! hooray ! Names are for wimps !