Thief punishment


Endymion Castle rose straight upward for several hundred meters, and as many meters in width. It was the vibrant heart of the rural town of Endymion, which was mainly a merchant town. Every day, thousands of traders from all over the world brought in goods of all kinds to be exchanged for as many unique riches found uniquely in that city referred to by all as magical. Against what one might think, the city of Endymion had been called the safest city in the whole world, but not because there were no thieves or crooks, quite the contrary. The real reason behind the kingdom's security was the edict of Endymion, the king from whom the city's name also comes. Since he had ascended the throne, the king had created a real security corps that specialized in tracking down thieves and various criminals so as to prevent theft. Initially, however, even this was not enough. The real era of peace began when the king made the decision to include among the circles of his city, a punishment which would make the unfortunate person wish for capital punishment....




The sun shone brightly during that day. The gates of the city had just been opened, not to let in the usual merchant of the day, but rather the chariots of the royal guard. With proud gazes hidden under heavy steel helmets, the jockeys holding the reins of the caravan advanced with heads held high in the direction of the royal palace. The wooden wheels of the carriage were spinning at full speed, raising a huge fuss that would settle on the various local stalls. Inside the carriage, along with two other guards, was a small rabbit cub with thick blue fur. Its eyes, as blue and wet as the ocean, looked down at its tiny, earth-stained paws. Silence reigned supreme in there, occasionally interrupted by the small sobs of the prisoner, who, according to one of the two guards, was too young and too innocent to be a criminal. His comrade, who felt the same way, suggested to his friend to keep quiet. He knew full well what would happen to the prisoner, but to go against the king's words was equivalent to high treason. Even if he wanted to, there was nothing that could be done. The little rabbit, so young and innocent, had now been branded as a criminal. After a few minutes, the vibrations inside the carriage stopped. The two guards rose to their feet and lifted their little prisoner. The sound of the chains trapping his wrists slammed against them, producing an annoying noise to which the guards were now accustomed. With firm step and firmness of spirit, they got out of the carriage with the prisoner at their side. The intense sunlight reflected off the guards' shining armor, blinding those few people who had gathered there to witness the criminal's execution. In front of them, seated on a temporary throne, was a mighty lion. Decked out in full regalia, the king smugly admired the little rabbit advancing lightly toward him. His ears seemed to rejoice as he heard the jingle of chains slamming against them. On his regal face, a smirk, partly covered by a thick beard, appeared. When the guards reached the king's presence, the king rose to his feet and, in a commanding voice, He spoke to the prisoner:


<< So you are the rabbit who dared to rob one of my merchants >> 


A chorus of sighs arose among the crowd that had gathered in that square. How was it possible that a little cub like that could be guilty of such a crime? Doubt arose in everyone's minds, but if the king said one thing, that became law. 


<< Given what you have done, I think your punishment will be the torture of the horse... >>


Another choir of astonished voices rose from the crowd. Among the many tortures, no one ever expected the king to have condemned him to that. It was too cruel and the mortality rate was high, especially for a poor, little bunny like him. Everyone present would have wanted to oppose it, even the guards, but no one dared to go against their king's wishes. 


<< And the torture will begin at this moment. Guards, take him to the royal stable >>


The little rabbit cub trembled from head to toe as the royal guards in armor lifted him off the ground. Their rough, cold hands gripped his delicate body tightly as he tried desperately to break free from their grasp. The baby rabbit could do nothing but cry, tears of terror and despair streaked his soft fur as he continued to struggle and protest with faint cries. There was no one to listen to him or comfort him, only the merciless guards who dragged him farther and farther from his freedom and who, under that mighty armor, turned pitying glances on him. The clangour of their armor resounded throughout the square as the king, followed by the civilians who had flocked there to assist, continued toward the place of torture. Once there, the little rabbit's wet gaze turned to an immense black stallion intent on spoiling his breakfast. As mighty as a rock and as big as a mountain, the stallion interrupted his meal and looked up at his new prey. From the latter's immense nostrils came immense clouds of air, while his mighty neighing completely silenced the rabbit's cries. As if seized by a rush of rage, the stallion reared up on two legs and whinned even more intensely, being interrupted, however, by his master's voice:


<< Calm down handsome. Be happy, I have brought you a new friend >>


The king motioned the guards to continue. Like puppets, the latter carried out their Sovereign's order and, with extreme violence and speed, tore off the filthy garments the poor rabbit was wearing. 


<< Well, now that the prisoner is ready, lead him toward the place of torture >>


Naked as a worm, with trembling legs, lowered ears, and a small floppy penis covered with thick white hair, the poor rabbit was led into the presence of the colossal stallion, who, taking advantage of his sense of smell, sniffed his prey as if he was a dog. The stallion sniffed every inch of the poor rabbit's body, taking extreme care not to miss a single inch. The rabbit's tears intensified even more, wetting the muzzle of his executor, who, however, did not pay much attention to them. After carefully examining his prey, the stallion brought his gaze in the direction of his little prey's eyes. His nostrils flared wide again, and this time, the warm air that escaped from them hurled itself at the little rabbit's fear-deformed face. The exam had concluded, and he had passed with flying colors. What now remained to be done was only one thing....




The stallion rose up again on two legs and, with inhuman strength, launched a powerful blow at his victim, causing him to stagger and half fall into the feeder filled with hay. Quick as lightning, the mighty stallion ran in the direction of his victim's round, immaculate ass and, with immense force, thrust his huge hard penis inside the latter. A chilling cry emanated from the rabbit's mouth, which expanded throughout the square. The poor little animal, innocent and helpless, could do nothing but suffer its sad fate. The little rabbit emitted a scream of pain, an agonizing wail that spread throughout the square, making anyone who heard it shudder. But to the stallion, that sound was only a sweet melody, an invitation to continue his violence. With irrepressible ferocity, his penis penetrates inside the little bunny's ass, breaking every barrier and reaching the deepest point of his soul. The pain the little bunny felt was indescribable. The animal felt torn apart, shattered, with every single cell in its body screaming in pain. Its white fur was stained with sweat and tears as its body writhed in a dance of agony and despair. But the stallion did not stop, continuing his violent movement back and forth, dragging the little bunny into a vortex of pleasure and pain. The stallion's whinnying echoed louder and louder, like a triumphal march announcing his conquest. And just like a king, the animal wiggled proudly and mightily, possessing the poor bunny mercilessly. The little bunny, now prostrate and lacking in strength, begged for mercy with its frightened eyes. But the stallion was blind with desire, and his only goal was to achieve the most intense and powerful orgasm of his life. Everyone present looked on with pity at that painful scene, as their hearts filled more and more with sadness and sorrow for that poor cub who was now being torn to death by the mighty creature. The movements of the stallion's cock inside the bunny's narrow ass were violent and brutal. The poor animal was forced to endure every thrust, every blow, as his flesh was torn and his dignity trampled. The entire square resounded with the cries of the bunny, the stallion's shouts and the distraught whispers of the participants, who helplessly witnessed that scene of violence and degradation. The bunny, now in agony, tried to resist, but the stallion's strength was unstoppable. With one last stroke, the stallion reached orgasm, filling the bunny's ass with his sperm and more. The little rabbit at that moment released another burst of squeals. The stallion placed his hooves on his shoulders, pressed hard on his bones and ligaments, tearing at his skin. Keeping him pinned to the ground, he managed to fuck him deeper, pushing his organs upward, turning them inside his belly. . Rivers of tears gushed from his small, tried eyes. He mumbled and sobbed, each blow jolting him, the excessive weight of the horse causing another dose of excruciating cramping at his shoulder blades. He arched his back, trying to better accommodate the penetration. He did so instinctively. Only pain and self-pity alternated in her ravaged mind, allowing no room for other sensations. The fleshy buttocks shook. He felt deeply dirty for a moment, a single, brief moment that lasted a blink of an eye, because another orgasm came over, more impetuous than the others. An orgasm that ran through him all the way, from the tips of his tapered feet, to the top of his head. Followed by intense moaning and copious drops of sweat on her skin, a blaze of immense pleasure exploded around her loins. The heart inside her chest galloped at a furious pace, rising up to her throat. "AHHH!"
Out of his little cock, against all odds of every single animal around there, poured a light fountain of hot cum. Some of it smeared the stallion's cock, lubricating it and allowing it even more maneuvering. The resulting rubbing resulted in extreme enjoyment for the behemoth. Nitrating, he began to jerk, his knees were on the verge of giving way. Finally he let himself fall on the little cub with the full weight of his massive body, overwhelmed him, muffling his pitiful squeals. She concluded by pouring the third aphrodisiac loaded with semen into his intestines. She stuffed every inch of him, every nook and cranny, streamed so much semen into him as to fill an entire wooden barrel. The now-destroyed rabbit felt it, scorching and sticky, stuffing him from the inside like a raging river. The seed trickled out of his nostrils, ears and finally his eyes in the form of thin whitish rivulets. Buried by the giant, he remained thus, choking and mumbling, letting the semen continue to flow, perhaps mingling with the tiny drops of blood, thus becoming an integral part of his system. And finally, after an eternity of pain, his body contracted in one last violent spasm as a river of warm, viscous semen flooded the bunny's little ass, marking it forever as his own. Now exhausted, the mighty beast retreated inside his kennel, where he fell into a deep sleep. The little bunny, still alive, remained submerged in the pool of white liquid that engulfed him up to the top of his ears, unable to move, unable to breathe. The smug king turned to his people and, laughing, said:


<< You may now go my citizens, and remember, this is the punishment for those who break my laws >>