Author 's promissory note : This story is set in a small late-1700s American language town, the epithet of which has been lost to time. There are a yoke modest gay ( male person on male and female on female person ) picture. They 're not too detailed but I thought I 'd admonish y'all. All similarities to mass seat et cetera yadda yadda utter coincidence. You all know the schtick, now get to reading !


The charges against her were trumped up. She knew it, the evaluator and panel knew it, hell the whole town knew it. The trial was a farce from the very beginning, with the prosecutors showing mounds of clearly distort evidence of her accused criminal offence. Her lawyer somehow managed to go wrong to debunk a single one of the charges or even a sole piece of evidence, despite the gaping holes in the prosecution 's case. She thought it was too just to be true that this well-respected attorney would come forward and offer to sour her case pro bono. Apparently it was in fact too good to be true.

The gavel came down and her sentence was announced. Three daylight in the stockade followed by a calendar week of solitary labour. Technically, the judge had showed mildness given the offense she was just convicted of, but she was clever enough to bring in what the township 's plan for her was. She considered making a vista, but that would just give the jurist an alibi to draw out her sentence, and three days would n't own ... lasting consequences.

In this modest town punishments were handed out swiftly. import after the judge had announced her sentence, a bailiff had her hands cuffed behind her back and was walking her out the door towards the town second power. Strictly speaking, the bailiff did n't require to walk so close behind her that their crotches ground together, but she knew the side by side few days would be far worse and resigned herself to the humiliation.

In the square, the bailiff began to put away her into the wax blood - mortise joint, knee, waistline, workforce, and neck - while the evaluator read the elaborate normal of the stocks to the gathered bunch, which appeared to lie of every male townsperson not engaged in vital activities, and virtually of the more lascivious female person townspeople as well. Nearly everyone already knew the normal, but the evaluator continued in the reading to maintain an appearance of fairness.

"The pattern of the bloodline are thus : The punished is to be held in the stocks at all times, except twice daily when they are removed for personal assuagement 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 rules, her true punishment is left to the men of this Town. No person may utter 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 sunrise and sundown. valet, you may proceed."

The justice walked away and her bailiff took a seat on a bench in the noontime sun, waiting to watch the spectacle to come ( and to implement the principle if he felt like it ). Three men, brothers, stepped onto the stocks'plinth and walked around her, regarding her like a piece of kernel. All three brother were influential and knock-down in the townspeople and probably were the independent conspirators behind her predicament. She was thankful for the diminished thanksgiving that the livestock held her knees in property and prevented them from shaking in shameful reverence. One grabbed the back of her rough woolen prison shirt and yanked hard on it, ripping it apart at the frayed seams. She had n't been issued underclothes and thus her breasts bounced freely in the summer air. finger's breadth started to hold on at her chest and she bit her lip, hiding any reaction as her large boob were grabbed, twisted, and teased all at once. Another mitt grabbed roughly at the cincture of the prison house pants and those were ripped off as well, fully exposing her lissome form to the crowd. Bent over as she was, she knew that her chthonian neighborhood were on full display to all inquiring eyes, and a little sunshine went up from the gathered men waiting their turn.

A finger slid down the crack of her ass, pressing on her rosebud before sliding over her slipperiness pussy. The man sucked the taste of her off his finger's breadth and taunted her about how wet she already was. In trueness she 'd been psychologically trying to get herself wet in an attempt to shit the inevitable usurpation less painful. Almost in unison, the men reached into their pant and pulled out their hard or hardening pecker, and she resignedly opened her back talk to tempt one to take her there. Her unsounded invitation was accepted, and the day 's for the first time cock pushed into her mouth while a second got into post behind her. It earned her more taunting, but she performed fellatio as practiced she could on the pecker that was shoved into her back talk. Struggling would n't help oneself - and she did n't want to make love what atrocious punishment would lie in wait if she bit - so she sucked and licked at the shaft, trying to bring him to orgasm and get him to bequeath as fast as possible. She could n't help but moan slightly as the second cock entered her twat and started fucking. Hands on her psyche and hands on her hips pulled the two men closer together and cockheads pushed deep into her, one pushing into her throat and one detrition into her uterine 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 dead body was tight and their detailed plan for her had caused quite a pressure to build up, and the men did n't take foresightful to advertise in hard and shoot their onus of cum inside her. They stepped away - no doubt to give back later in the day for another circle. The tierce brother, waiting so patiently, took his turn and shoved into her pussy. His rooster was curved differently, and in so doing happened to push against her g-spot. As a good deal as she hated it, her body reacted to that spot 's stimulation and she came around the invasive member, involuntarily groaning loudly. When she 'd finished there was a consequence of silence in the crowd, followed by a roar of laughter and renewed taunts, accusing thing like"the slattern likes it !"and"she 'd fucking cum around any man 's dick, would n't she ?"Her third assailant pulled out of her puss before he came, and jerked a load of cum onto her asscheeks, giving her a slap on the nerve as he merrily hopped off the plinth.

There was a bit of a upsurge to get at her next, but two men who approached caused a bit of a pant in the bunch which allowed them infinite. Two tall blonde men with somewhat cissy feature of speech and their bridge player around each others'waists. The Town 's one openly gay distich was here to fuck her. They were only tolerated in this townspeople because one was the town 's just doctor, and the other a critical comptroller. They 'd never been cruel to her like many men were, so she worked up the courage to ask simply"why ?"To their credit, one knelt before her while the former wiped seed off her ass, gently explaining that just because they loved each other very much, they also did find out her very, very beautiful. And who could miss a hazard like this ?

Her mouth was again filled, but this meter a insistency someplace new sent warning signal and the gay dicking her mouth gently stroked her brass and told her to loosen. For the first clip in her life, a cock pushed into her ass, and she was lucky for it to be a gentle world-class time. He applied pressure slowly, pushing until he fit just the oral sex in and then gave her meter to aline before gently pushing in and pulling out, filling her deeply and leaving an empty-bellied feeling as he pulled back. When his rose hip pushed against hers the cock in her mouth began to proceed as well, matching each others strokes as both pulled out, leaving her vacate, and pushing in to make her flavour 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 kiss disgusting but the piece of tail mesmerizing, and some of the women present were all but openly frigging themselves at the muckle of two pretty-boys making out while making dearest. 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 lover, who came on her tongue, 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 mate 's cum from her lip, while the man who made love to her pharynx 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 townspeople 's women, who were very interested now that their true enigma was out of the closet.

The rush she had been expecting finally came. Dozens of men began to remove her. They were not soft like the homo were or warm like the conspirators, they were rough and think. They stayed true to the dominion and once a man was inside her he got to stay there until he was finished, and some were heroic enough to fuck her in highly unusual piazza. rooster were stuck in the crooks of her elbows and underarms, seeking pleasure from her consistence in any way possible. At one point the justice even made an appearance and took his joy in her ass while spanking her roughly, leaving her ass red and sore. Roughly an hr before sunset a man broke the dominion, and held his cock in her throat far too long. She twitched and shuddered as breath left her, and her belly laugh were barely audible to her. shadow began to gather at the edges of her vision while a payload of cum was dumped into her ass and another prick promptly filled her pussy, and she glanced up into an evil grin as she passed out, fearing for her aliveness.

She awoke a twosome minute 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 life. It was known that the penalty for breaking the rules of the store was far worse than the blood line themselves, and that man had to be dragged to the doctor 's home. By the metre the bailiff had finished with that man, the sun was setting and she was to be taken out of the stocks. Her wooden leg were shaky and cum literally dripped from every kettle of fish, and the bailiff practically had to have a bun in the oven her to the constable 's post. 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 rasping, but neither were they gentle, a trend which continued as he toweled her off, spending no dubiousness to a greater extent time than was strictly speaking essential drying her breasts. She was given a moment in a privy before she was fed a sparse dinner party. Since there was but one chairperson, 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 hopes of getting better treatment in the future. Her meal was eaten in silence, but his dinner was accompanied by the slurps and slops of a cock sucking underneath the table, until the bailiff could train 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 remote to the stocks and affixed into topographic point. The night 's constable relieved the bailiff of his responsibility and wasted no clock time in relieving himself of sexual atmospheric pressure. She heard an argument with the constable about the lantern by the stocks. Apparently one of the men wanted it to be dark for her punishment, but the constable would n't let it for her condom. Eventually a compromise was reached and a heavyset blindfold was wrapped around her oculus, 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 cunt was pressed to her back talk for oral joy. She was n't a lesbian by any means, but she did her best to please the unknown char, and that woman was replaced by another, and another, and she eventually reflected that she must have made a pretty safe tribade because the steady work for her natural language kept up for respective hours.

Eventually, she was simply too tired to persist awake, especially without visual stimulation. Sleep took her as one of her nighttime visitor took his metre in her puss, and when she regained cognisance a different cock was in her ass. Eventually the blindfold was pulled off and the get-go rays of the morning sun shined on her cum-stained torso as the bailiff relieved the night 's Constable ( who had just finished relieving himself again ) to get hold of her out of the stocks. Her second gear break 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 pharynx, telling her how golden she was to be getting this"secondment helping of breakfast."

The morning of her initiative total day of penalization was almost pleasant. Nearly every man ( and a well portion of the fair sex ) had taken their pleasure from her in the yesteryear day, and she had few"visitors."That is, until the three pal returned, leading a completely dissimilar group of people. They were the slaves from local plantations, who must own worked especially punishing to get this kind of reward. Or perhaps the brothers were just bored and thought it 'd be funny. The difference was largely academic to her, because the hard worker were certainly looking at her eubstance with relish. The youngest of the brothers whispered into her ear as the striver 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 months. She tried to stay detached, but those slave scared her. They were certainly virile, each boasting a shaft that looked downright painfully large and fully hardened. She did n't roll in the hay what kind of depraved things they 'd do to her, never having owned a slave.

Perhaps it was a clemency that these slaves were also incredibly submissive to their overlord, and did exactly what was ordered. Perhaps it made their intervention of her risky than it 'd be otherwise. But when one was ordered to push his"big black nooky nigger cock balls-deep into that tight fucking flannel ass"he obeyed, and the lone thing that muffled her wow of pain was the cock usually forced down her pharynx. Their supplying of striver seemed limitless, and their cum voluminous. Each and every one was ordered to not land up except in her ass, and they obeyed. The sun had almost set when the concluding one finished, and the crony took bout in her pussy, rubbing at her abdomen and commenting at how all the cum from those slaves made her stomach visibly stretch, and how they could see the slave turncock stretch her throat all-embracing unfold. She hoped the dirty talk helped them, but the final stage one did n't cum until the sun was just barely over the horizon, setting mere moments later.

When she was stood up for her faulting, a bona fide deluge of cum poured from her ass and spattered on the ground. She was hosed off and her eyes were abruptly as she relieved herself and ate the meager dinner, and she could n't even muster the caution to try to please the bailiff when he took her puss, lying back and staring into space as the man took her. Her moment night was fussy than the get-go, since the day 's slave discussion had largely excluded the white folk of the town. She noticed that the men were less potential to take her ass now, preferring to fuck her snatch or fill her pharynx. They must not suffer wanted to share a fuckhole with slaves. The gay couple gave her a very special discussion ; the doc fucked the controller '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 punishment did n't come until the afternoon of the thirdly and final day. By now her consistence is soaked with cum as every man of the town gets one or two stopping point shots at her. Her brainpower is fried and her body exhausted, the thousand-yard-stare mount in. She feels utterly broken and destroyed, and thinks she can sink no lower.

Hooves clop across the cobblestone behind her, and she feels the breathing space of a large mammalian. horror starts to set in and reverence fills her. She expected the twenty-four hours of rape but not this, and she truly struggled at her bail for the first clip. There was a sniffing at her genitalia 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 massive dick slapped at her abdomen and a handler started to guide the putz to her slit. For the initiatory metre she started to beg, to plead to be released. She promised to drop 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 horse 's flared cockhead rub against her pussy. A thrust - a howler - and she passed out as the beast rutted inside her. The animal had n't stopped by the time she reawoke. With every poke in, her stomach visibly expanded to fit the massive member, and the horse neighed it 's authority as it thrust deeply into her, filling her with fauna semen. She almost passed out again as the horse pulled out, and she heard the sputtering of cum hitting the reason. As she watched the animal was led away, she recognized the evaluator 's prise Arabian. 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 goodness face at what was in store for her as the horse 's cock bounced between its leg. It was nearly as thick as her thigh and as long, and her care redoubled.

No handler helped aim the gymnastic horse 's cock this prison term. 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 suffering. The multitude 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 sympathize why she screamed so, and could n't care either. It cared only for it 's own genetic imperative to deposit semen and rutted and raped at the tiny eubstance beneath it. By the meter it was done, the only one still smiling were the three brothers who 'd caused all this.

When the Dr. removed her from her adhesiveness a few time of day early, nobody was willing to reason, and the workweek of jail meter was served entirely in the infirmary recuperating.

Three physical structure were found marred beyond identification outside of town a month later. Oddly, no-one bothered to interview her. No billing were brought and the townsfolk simply tried to blank out the line that had been crossed.


PS :

Some notes about the characters I had while writing it : The three crony who set her up are two older identical twins and one untested comrade who always tried to match the other two. The"gay"duad are n't strictly speaking"gay,"they 're bisexual in a committed two-male kinship. In my own brain they look rather like high elves of fantasy, long heterosexual blonde hair. 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 constable is a fragile, hawklike fellow.

The ending ... was n't really what I had planned. It kinda just flowed like that. Sorry if I killed any flub there. Also : Another story when I do n't name my fibre ! Hooray ! names are for crybaby !