source 's banknote : This story is set in a small late-1700s American townspeople, the public figure of which has been lost to clip. There are a duo minor gay ( Male on male and female on female ) fit. They 're not too elaborated but I thought I 'd monish y'all. All law of similarity to people places et cetera yadda yadda double-dyed coincidence. You all know the shtick, now get to reading !


The bursting charge against her were trumped up. She knew it, the justice and jury knew it, hell the whole Town knew it. The trial was a travesty from the very get-go, with the prosecuting officer showing knoll of clearly alter evidence of her accused crimes. Her lawyer somehow managed to go wrong to debunk a single one of the charges or even a sole opus of evidence, despite the gaping fix in the pursuance 's case. She thought it was too adept to be lawful that this well-respected attorney would arrive forward and provide to work her case pro bono. Apparently it was in fact too good to be true.

The gavel came down and her sentence was announced. Three days in the stockade followed by a week of sole confinement. Technically, the jurist had showed leniency given the crimes she was just convicted of, but she was clever enough to realize what the townspeople 's architectural plan for her was. She considered making a scene, but that would just sacrifice the jurist an excuse to extend her sentence, and three years would n't get ... lasting consequences.

In this small town penalization were handed out swiftly. Moments after the judge had announced her condemnation, a bailiff had her workforce cuffed behind her back and was walking her out the door towards the townsfolk square. Strictly speaking, the bailiff did n't demand to take the air 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 mortification.

In the square, the bailiff began to lock her into the total farm animal - ankles, knees, waist, workforce, and neck - while the evaluator read the detail rules of the stock certificate to the gathered gang, which appeared to lie of every male townsperson not engaged in vital activities, and most of the more lascivious female townspeople as well. Nearly everyone already knew the pattern, but the judge continued in the meter reading to keep an appearance of fairness.

"The rules of the stocks are thus : The punished is to be held in the stocks at all multiplication, except twice daily when they are removed for personal relief to be fed and by a court-appointed bailiff. With the exclusion of those times, the punished is never to be removed from the stemma. The punished is not to be maimed or killed. Unless it interferes with those linguistic rule, her unfeigned penalty is left to the men of this Ithiel Town. No person may speak out against a man 's alternative of penalisation, and each man is to be allowed to fully punish her as he pleases. The 60 minutes of her relief will be set at dawn and sunset. man, you may proceed."

The judge walked away and her bailiff took a seat on a terrace in the noontime sun, waiting to watch the spectacle to fare ( and to implement the rule if he felt like it ). Three men, Brother, stepped onto the stocks'footstall and walked around her, regarding her like a piece of meat. All three blood brother were influential and potent in the town and probably were the main machinator behind her plight. She was thankful for the small thanksgiving that the stocks held her knees in piazza and prevented them from shaking in shameful awe. One grabbed the dorsum of her rough woolen prison house shirt and yanked hard on it, ripping it apart at the frayed seam. She had n't been issued underclothes and thus her boob bounced freely in the summer air. Fingers started to grasp at her breasts and she bit her lip, hiding any response as her bombastic 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 lissome manikin to the gang. Bent over as she was, she knew that her chthonian realm were on to the full video display to all inquiring eyes, and a little cheer went up from the gathered men waiting their turn.

A fingerbreadth slid down the crack of her ass, pressing on her rosebud before sliding over her satiny pussy. The man sucked the gustatory modality of her off his fingerbreadth and taunted her about how wet she already was. In Truth she 'd been psychologically trying to get herself wet in an try to draw the inevitable intrusions less sore. Almost in unison, the men reached into their trousers and pulled out their knockout or hardening shafts, and she resignedly opened her mouth to entice one to take her there. Her mum invitation was accepted, and the day 's first turncock pushed into her lip while a second got into position behind her. It earned her more taunting, but she performed fellatio as practiced she could on the dick that was shoved into her backtalk. Struggling would n't help - and she did n't want to know what horrible punishment would lie in wait if she bit - so she sucked and licked at the shaft, trying to take him to orgasm and get him to leave as fast as potential. She could n't help but moan slightly as the second cock entered her pussy and started fucking. Hands on her heading and hands on her rose hip pulled the two men closer together and cockheads pushed deep into her, one pushing into her throat and one rubbing into her cervix at the Saame time. They started thrusting in time - one pushed in as the former pulled out and they laughed above her.

Her body was besotted and their detail program for her had caused quite a pressure to build up up, and the men did n't take foresightful to crusade in severe and shoot their lashings of cum inside her. They stepped away - no doubt to render later in the day for another circle. The thirdly brother, waiting so patiently, took his turn and shoved into her cunt. His cock was curved differently, and in so doing happened to labour against her g-spot. As very much as she hated it, her physical structure reacted to that spot 's stimulation and she came around the invading phallus, involuntarily groaning loudly. When she 'd finished there was a consequence of muteness in the crowd, followed by a yowl of laughter and renewed twit, accusing things like"the slut 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 surge to get at her adjacent, but two men who approached caused a bit of a gasp in the crowd which allowed them infinite. Two tall blonde men with somewhat effeminate features and their bridge player around each others'waists. The townsfolk 's one openly gay duad was here to fuck her. They were only tolerated in this town because one was the town 's only doctor, and the early a vital accountant. They 'd never been cruel to her like many men were, so she worked up the courage to ask simply"why ?"To their deferred payment, one knelt before her while the other wiped semen off her ass, gently explaining that just because they loved each former very much, they also did find her very, very beautiful. And who could lose a opportunity like this ?

Her mouth was again filled, but this sentence a pressure someplace new sent admonition signals and the gay dicking her mouth gently stroked her cheek and told her to relax. For the first time in her life, a tool pushed into her ass, and she was lucky for it to be a easy start time. He applied imperativeness slowly, pushing until he fit just the drumhead in and then gave her fourth dimension to conform before gently pushing in and pulling out, filling her deeply and leaving an empty tone as he pulled back. When his hip pushed against hers the dick in her mouth began to move as well, matching each others strokes as both pulled out, leaving her empty, and pushing in to piddle 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 charwoman confront were all but openly frigging themselves at the mickle of two pretty-boys making out while making honey. 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 a great deal for his lover, who came on her tongue, advising her to maintain 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 snog her, his natural language seeking his partner 's cum from her sassing, while the man who made love life 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 broth, but were accosted by a group of the town 's women, who were very interested now that their truthful secret was out of the closet.

The rush she had been expecting finally came. Dozens of men began to take her. They were not assuage like the gays were or quick like the coconspirator, they were rough and base. They stayed true to the rules and once a man was inside her he got to stick around there until he was finished, and some were desperate enough to fuck her in highly unusual places. turncock were stuck in the crooks of her human elbow and underarms, seeking pleasure from her body in any way possible. At one point the judge even made an appearance and took his pleasure in her ass while spanking her roughly, leaving her ass red and sore. Roughly an hour before sunset a man broke the pattern, and held his cock in her throat far too long. She twitched and shuddered as breathing spell left her, and her sidesplitter were barely hearable to her. Darkness began to gather 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 evil grin as she passed out, fearing for her biography.

She awoke a mates bit later, to the screech of the man who had been too long in her, as the bailiff brutally beat him senseless for endangering her living. It was known that the punishment for breaking the rules of the stock certificate was far worse than the pedigree themselves, and that man had to be dragged to the medico 's home. 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 leg were trembling and cum literally dripped from every pickle, and the bailiff practically had to carry her to the constable 's station. Inside the station her hands were first tied to the ceiling while the bailiff sprayed her down with a hose. The temperature and pressure were not roughly, but neither were they gentle, a trend which continued as he toweled her off, spending no doubt more time than was strictly speaking necessary drying her breasts. She was given a moment in a privy before she was fed a sparse dinner party. 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 toll to pay for the tiny inspection and repair he 'd done for her, and she decided to pay the monetary value willingly and well in hopes of getting better discourse in the future tense. Her meal was eaten in quiet, but his dinner party was accompanied by the slurps and treacle of a blowjob underneath the table, until the bailiff could look at no Sir Thomas More and a hired man forced her John L. H. Down while he came.

Any hopes of the bailiff drastically helping her were dashed when she was taken back extraneous to the neckcloth and affixed into plaza. The night 's constable relieved the bailiff of his duty and wasted no clip in relieving himself of intimate atmospheric pressure. She heard an argument with the constable about the lantern by the breed. Apparently one of the men wanted it to be dark for her punishment, but the constable would n't allow it for her safety. Eventually a via media was reached and a blockheaded blindfold was wrapped around her eyes, 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 digit pushed into her pussy and ass, and while what was undoubtedly a slit was pressed to her mouth for oral exam pleasures. She was n't a lesbian by any means, but she did her best to please the unknown womanhood, and that charwoman was replaced by another, and another, and she eventually reflected that she must have made a pretty safe Lesbian because the steady work for her tongue kept up for several hours.

Eventually, she was simply too tired to remain awake, especially without visual input. Sleep took her as one of her nighttime visitors took his fourth dimension in her kitty, and when she regained consciousness a different prick was in her ass. Eventually the blindfold was pulled off and the beginning beam of light of the morning sun shined on her cum-stained physical structure as the bailiff relieved the dark 's John Constable ( who had just finished relieving himself again ) to take aim her out of the broth. Her second geological fault was lots like her starting time, 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 lucky she was to be getting this"second helping of breakfast."

The morning of her showtime full day of penalty was almost pleasant. Nearly every man ( and a good portion of the cleaning woman ) had taken their pleasure from her in the by day, and she had few"visitors."That is, until the three brothers returned, leading a completely dissimilar group of masses. They were the striver from local anesthetic plantations, who must have worked especially unvoiced to get this kind of reward. Or perhaps the crony were just bored and thought it 'd be funny. The departure was largely pedantic to her, because the slave were certainly looking at her body with flavour. The youngest of the brother whispered into her ear as the slaves were commanded to clean. They 'd chosen the most ... virile of the workers, he explained. Who had n't been allowed to cover, to lie with, in six months. She tried to remain separated, but those slaves scared her. They were certainly virile, each boasting a shaft that looked downright painfully large and fully hardened. She did n't acknowledge what kind of depraved thing they 'd do to her, never having owned a slave.

Perhaps it was a mercy that these slaves were also incredibly subservient to their masters, and did exactly what was ordered. Perhaps it made their intervention of her worse than it 'd be otherwise. But when one was ordered to push his"big black fuck nigger ruffle balls-deep into that tight fucking white ass"he obeyed, and the only thing that muffled her belly laugh of hurting was the rooster usually forced down her throat. Their supply of hard worker seemed limitless, and their cum twisty. Each and every one was ordered to not finish except in her ass, and they obeyed. The sun had almost set when the last-place one finished, and the brother took turns in her twat, rubbing at her stomach and commenting at how all the cum from those hard worker made her stomach visibly stretching, and how they could see the slave cocks stretch her throat wide-cut open. She hoped the dirty talk of the town helped them, but the last one did n't cum until the sun was just barely over the horizon, setting simple moments later.

When she was stood up for her prisonbreak, a bona fide deluge of cum poured from her ass and spattered on the primer coat. She was hosed off and her eyes were drained as she relieved herself and ate the meager dinner, and she could n't even rally the care to try to please the bailiff when he took her puss, lying back and staring into outer space as the man took her. Her second night was meddling than the first, since the day 's slave discussion had largely excluded the Patrick Victor Martindale White folk of the town. She noticed that the men were less likely to take her ass now, preferring to fuck her cunt or satiate her throat. They must not consume wanted to share a fuckhole with slaves. The gay couple gave her a very peculiar discourse ; the Doctor of the Church 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, net punishment did n't get until the afternoon of the 3rd and final day. By now her soundbox is soaked with cum as every man of the Town gets one or two shoemaker's last stroke at her. Her wit is fried and her eubstance exhausted, the thousand-yard-stare stage setting in. She feels utterly broken and destroyed, and thinks she can sink no scummy.

Hooves clop across the cobblestone behind her, and she feels the breather of a large mammalian. Horror starts to set in and fear fills her. She expected the twenty-four hours of Brassica napus but not this, and she truly struggled at her Bond for the first time. There was a sniffing at her genital organ 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 turncock slapped at her stomach and a manager started to conduct the cock to her puss. For the number 1 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 horse. Only laughter replied to her and she felt the knight 's flared cockhead rub against her pussy. A force - a scream - and she passed out as the creature rutted inside her. The animal had n't stopped by the time she reawoke. With every thrust in, her stomach visibly expanded to fit the massive member, and the horse neighed it 's laterality as it thrust deeply into her, filling her with carnal semen. She almost passed out again as the horse pulled out, and she heard the spatter of cum hitting the primer. As she watched the animate being was led away, she recognized the evaluator 's jimmy Arabian. Being led in at the Saame time as the Arabian was led away was a massive Clydesdale stallion, a fundament taller than the Arab. The Clydesdale was already aroused and she got a good look at what was in shop for her as the buck 's cock bounced between its legs. It was nearly as thick as her thigh and as long, and her fear redoubled.

No coach helped aim the horse 's cock this metre. It thrust at her and missed several times before the jumbo head found a hole. Unluckily for her it was her ass, and tears streamed from her eyes as she screamed out her torment. The people still watching gasped and the charwoman cringed in empathic reverence, but no-one was allowed to interpose since no permanent wave harm appeared to be done. The horse did n't empathize why she screamed so, and could n't manage either. It cared only for it 's own genetic imperative to posit semen and rutted and raped at the tiny body beneath it. By the clock time it was done, the only one still smiling were the three chum who 'd caused all this.

When the doctor removed her from her bonds a few hours early, nobody was will to argue, and the hebdomad of slammer sentence was served entirely in the hospital recuperating.

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


addendum :

Some notes about the characters I had while writing it : The three brothers who set her up are two Old identical similitude and one new comrade who always tried to meet the other two. The"gay"couple are n't strictly speaking"gay,"they 're bisexual in a committed two-male relationship. In my own nous they look rather like heights elves of fantasy, long straight blond hair. I referred to them as gay because as far as the town knows they are. The day 's bailiff is a big, burly guy, while the night '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 boners there. Also : Another story when I do n't name my characters ! hurrah ! Names are for weakly interacting massive particle !