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The Public Punishment Part 2 [email protected]
Suddenly, she heard the clanging of metal and the loud
thumping of boots on the concrete floor beyond her view. Two
muscular hooded men appeared at her cell. Besides the hoods, they
wore only heavy leather boots and leather loin pouches.
"Cindy IT IS TIME. You will come with us--NOW!!
The shackled girl crouched in the far corner of her cell in
sheer desperation. She thought that somehow if she hid in the
corner, it would all go away. The men opened the cell door, walked
in, easily picked up the outraged girl by each of her chained arms,
and drug her down the hall to the chamber. As she looked through
the window, she discovered it was night outside.
"The Chamber" was a rather benign name for it. It was a
terrifying place. The room was large, about the size of a church
sanctuary, and was filled with people. Cindy recognized no one.
The men were dressed the same as her captors. The women were
dressed as herself. Only her guards and the "Judge" were hooded.
She was dragged before the bench--and the "Judge."
"Cindy, you have been found guilty of crimes against the cult.
Do you now wish to recant and perform the tasks demanded of you?"
"You mean, allow him to place his-his m-member in my mouth and
use it like it were m-m-my---"
"Your CUNT!? Of course! That is EXACTLY what I mean. If you
recant, and allow him to put his COCK--that's what it is called--
into your mouth, and you perform well by licking and sucking and
loving his COCK so that he comes in your mouth before all assembled
here, you will not be punished further."
"And if I refuse again?"
"You will be punished, Cindy. I cannot tell you what your
punishment will be until you choose. I can tell you that it will
be most unpleasant for you. I will not deceive you bout the
severity of your punishment."
"Nothing could be more unpleasant than what you demand!
Surely you are decent people. Do with me as you please. I will
not submit voluntarily to such humiliation!"
"So be it! Since embarrassment and humiliation seem to be
what you dread the most, that will be your punishment. Tomorrow
morning you will be taken to the conclave square and placed on the
center stage for all to view. There you will first be made to
perform publicly the act which you have refused to do. You will
savor your trainer's cock with your mouth. It will intoxicate you.
Then, Cindy, you will be tied to a punishment chair in a manner
which most prominently displays the most private and secret parts
of your body to the assembled public. You will then slowly and
methodically be stripped naked. All your body will be available
for inspection and used for the viewing pleasure and entertainment
of the trainer and the assembled crowd. And what a crowd there
will be indeed!! The exact form of the punishment will be left to
the trainer, but I suspect it will include whipping and sexual
pleasure and pain."
"WHAT!! You can't be SERIOUS!! That is UNSPEAKABLE!! I
never heard of such BARBARISM!! ME! NAKED in front of EVERYONE!!
and USED in such-such NO!!! I simply won't allow it!!"
"My dear Cindy, you can do nothing to prevent it. You will
return to your cell and await the morning. Try to get some sleep.
You will need your rest for the day's activities tomorrow. After
all, you WILL be the STAR!"
The terrified victim was dragged sobbing back to her cell to
await the morning. Her hands were untied. In the distance she
could hear the noises preparing the center stage for her public
punishment. She did not sleep.
Shortly after daybreak, she began to hear muffled voices
outside. Over the next hour the voices grew in intensity as if a
multitude had gathered outside in the courtyard. The guards again
appeared at her cell. Surely they would not really go through with
it. They only wanted to scare her She decided she would show
them! IF THIS WAS TO BE A WAR OF NERVES, SHE WOULD CERTAINLY WIN
THIS ONE!!
She slowly stood up. One of the guards retied her hands
behind her. She proudly walked through the guards toward the door
leading outside to the waiting courtyard. The courtyard was
PACKED! What could attract such a throng--unless--UNLESS THEY
REALLY WERE GOING THROUGH WITH IT!!! Cindy stopped cold and tried
to retreat back into the room. The guards stopped her and dragged
her, now kicking and screaming, to the stage. The crowd went wild
with anticipation!
There were two structures on the stage. The first was a
chair-like object except that it had no seat or back. the leg
rests were heavily padded. There was a large inverted-U which
arched high over the top of the leg rests toward the back. The
other object was a vertical plank of wood about five feet wide,
with two holes close to each other at the base resembling semi-
circles. One edge appeared hinged, and the other edge was locked
to the base of the stage. The apparatus was about waist-high,
except for a narrow plank in the center which extended upward an
additional two feet or so.
"Cindy, you have been found guilty and refused to recant.
There is now no turning back. Your punishment will begin!"
"No! No! No! You CAN'T--You just CAN'T! I'll die, I know I
will!!"
"You won't die, although at times you may wish you could."
"You won't really do all those things to m-MMMMMPPPHHHHH!"
Cindy suddenly found her mouth full of an object which she
could not identify. It was metal, and extended well back almost to
the point of gagging her. The device extended over her lips, and
was buckled at the back of her head. Suddenly, the trainer
appeared--the same one for whom she had refused to perform the
"unnatural" act. He reached for her and pulled her firmly to him.
Suddenly, she was kicked in the back of both knees, causing them to
buckle under her weight. The wooden device was unlocked and
raised. The bound girl's legs were placed under it, with her still
on her knees, and the device was closed and locked with the holes
placed over her legs. Her arms were released from the leather
belt, pulled back and over the top edge of the boards on either
side of the vertical extension, and her wrists locked tightly down
on the back side of the device. Her head now rested against the
vertical extension. Straps were brought around and fastened
tightly around her head, holding it absolutely immobile. The
tightly bound arms and knees were racked with pain. Attempts to
scream were somewhat stifled by her "gag." Then she saw the
trainer reach to the side of the gag and start to turn a screw. As
he turned the screw, the gag started to widen, forcing her mouth
open.
"You will notice that the gag is really two U-shaped pieces,
rather than one solid bar. This ingeniously allow me to forcibly
hold your mouth open just wide enough for my cock to feel your lips
and tongue, and yet prevents you from biting down. It also allows
you to use your tongue and lips a bit, and allows you to fully feel
anything placed into your mouth. Of course, swallowing is
difficult, and anything placed in your mouth will go down as far as
I want."
Helpless eyes widened with terror and disgust. She knew what
was to come and yet could not comprehend the unspeakable
demoralization of what was to come. the open gag now allowed her
to scream pitifully.
"AAAAaaahhhhhhhhh!" Cindy wailed, as she watched the trainer
slowly remove a flap in the front of his loincloth. His cock burst
out--ALL 9 INCHES OF IT--FULLY ERECT!! As he approached her mouth,
she continued to scream. Her attempts at struggling were useless--
she could move nothing. Then the struggling virgin mouth felt the
head of the trainer's cock with the glistening precome slowly slide
between her lips toward the back of her mouth.
"AAAAAAaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh--mmmmmmmmmmmmmph!" She was silenced
effectively by his huge meat in her mouth. He continued to move
back until she was afraid she would gag. She took all of it! She
could not help but move her tongue in an attempt to swallow. Then
the huge shaft began to withdraw. As the head approached her lips,
she again began to scream. The head never cleared the lips. Again
it was shoved to her throat, and again withdrawn, back and forth,
back and forth, with increasing speed and force.
"I'm gonna do this till I come in your mouth, Cindy! You can
make it a long time, or a short time. Use your tongue! It's
alright with me if it's a LONG time. Your mouth feels SOOOO
GOOOOD!!"
Cindy knew she would die. She couldn't take this much longer
but she also knew that when this finished, even more terrible
things would follow. She went rigid.
"Looks like you need some help with this," her tormentor
retorted. "Help her decide to assist."
The helpless captive felt her ankles being clamped to the
floor and some sticky liquid being poured over her soles. Then she
heard it--MEOWING-- and she truly went berserk. HONEY AND CATS!!
Then she felt it--the rough scraping of the cats' tongues on the
soles of her feet, along the edges, between the toes!! She
struggled violently, but could not move her rigidly bound feet at
all. The repulsive raspy tickling caused an uncontrollable reflex
attempt to scream, which caused her tongue to swirl violently
around her tormentor's cock. He began to moan loudly and increased
the tempo of his cock in her mouth. The cats! The TICKLING! The
COCK! She knew her wild tonguing and struggling was exciting the
trainer's cock and the audience, but she was totally powerless to
hold still. SHE WAS TOTALLY OUT OF CONTROL OF HER BODY'S ACTIONS!!
Suddenly, he shoved his cock ALL THE WAY IN AND HELD IT forcefully
against the back of her throat--the INTENSE TICKLING CONTINUED--and
she could do nothing but endure it!!
In horror, Cindy felt the cock begin to throb spasmodically!
Her mouth filled with the slime and taste of come. She couldn't
swallow. Come drooled out of her mouth and some down the back of
her throat. She had to hold her breath--and hold her breath--until
she thought she would pass out! Her tormentor withdrew totally,
and quickly removed the gag, allowing her to swallow at last. The
cats were removed, and the abused captive slumped in her bonds,
exhausted. She was released from the stock and given water to
drink. She noticed that the trainer made no effort to cove his
cock and balls. They were totally exposed, his balls hanging
lustily, and his cock remaining as rigid as ever.
Cindy's release was short. Suddenly, two men picked her up
and placed her on the chair. She struggled. It did no good. Her
upper thighs were strapped to the heavily padded let supports of
the chair. Her knees were bent and ankles were strapped tightly to
the rear support bars. Then her hands were tied together to the
arch bar above her head. Cindy suddenly became aware of her
position. Her armpits were vulnerable, her breasts stretched
taught, her ass, back, and front were totally unprotected except
for the flimsy sheer tunic which continued to fold such that she
remained at least partially covered. She could move only her head
and ass a bit--NOTHING ELSE!!
She remembered her heavily rouged nipples, her creamy white
flawless skin, and--OH, NO!!--her SHAVED PUSSY!!--which was
undoubtedly gaping more widely now than during her preparation!
There was a cool breeze between her legs, and Cindy realized her
naked pussy was exposed to the floor. She prayed the tunic fell
far enough between her legs to hide the view from the front.
However, she suddenly remembered that when the tunic came off--AND
SHE NO LONGER DOUBTED THAT IT WOULD COME OFF!!--everything she held
private would be placed on wanton display for all to see--and she
was HELPLESS TO DO ANYTHING ABOUT IT!!
"Please, have mercy on me!--don't do this! I've done what I
refused to do. I'll do it willingly now--please stop my
punishment!!"
"You were told there is no alternative until your sentence is
complete. You made that choice when you refused to recant. You
knew this. Your punishment will continue. You will be stripped
naked now."
"NOOOoooooo! Not THAT!! PLEEEEaaaasssssse NOT THAT!!"
"You will not be given a gag, Cindy. We wish to hear you
begging and pleading and--eventually--screaming. YOU WILL SCREAM!
I PROMISE IT! To gag you would simply detract from the full
enjoyment the onlookers take in seeing you, your punishment, and
most of all, your RESPONSE to your punishment. Sound effects, you
know. No, it wouldn't do at all, I'm afraid."
Continued in Part III
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