Novella
Chapter 5 of 7
In the yard of the keep already three other hooded prisoner were standing near the gate. One of them was Melissa. The feet were chained together with a short chain. Their hands were locked together behind their back. They were also chained to a heavy chain, that had been run between the legs of the prisoners. The begin of the chain was connected to a wagon, on which the guards would ride. After two meters the chain went through the legs of the first prisoner and was connect to her wrists. Then the chain run beneath the crotch of the second prisoner, who was two meters behind the first and so on. Felina was placed two meters behind Mel and the chain was, after being passed between her legs, locked to her wrist shackles. Her ankles were also connect with a short chain.
After the guard had made sure that all prisoner were secure, they climbed on the wagon and the gate was opened. The wagon began to roll forward pulling the prisoner behind it. If the prisoner had hoped that the bags would protected, while they were paraded through the streets, they were disappointed, because when they shuffled through the gate, a guard standing there pulled the bags from their heads.
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Felina listened to her sentence, her head lowered. Public punishment would be the end of her brief career in this town. Everybody would know her face, made very recognizable by her piercings. The labour camp sounded even worse because few people came back alive from such places. Although she could probably escape before she reached that place.
She was hooded and led up to the yard, where she was chained to a coffle of other redheads, although she only knew it when the bag was removed from her head as she passed through the gate. All hope of remaining anonymous disappeared. She saw that she was the fourth and last girl in the chain. All the others were redhead too. They all walked awkwardly, their feet hobbled by heavy chains that rattled on the cobblestones. The chain that passed between her legs clanged against her clitoris chain, adding to the noise made by her bell. She was not going to pass unnoticed. Her nose, ears and nipple rings made her unique among the prisoners.
The cobblestones were cold under her soles. She looked forward and saw that a crowd was gathering on each side of the street. One of the guards blew in a horn at regular intervals, a sound that was well known for announcing that a convoy of prisoners was brought to Punishment Square. That was sure to attract a large public. She shuddered.
- Ankles hobbled
- Wrists chained in her back
- Chained to a coffle of other redheads
- Ankle and wrist shackles
- MR branded just above her crotch
- MR branded between her shoulder blades
- Huge tongue ring, sitting inside her mouth
- Big nose ring
- Nipple rings
- 4 ugly rings on each ear
- Ugly ring pierced through just behind her clitoris, with a short chain and a bell.
- 2 big, heavy rings on each minor labium
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The gathered crowd on both sides began to hurl insults at the prisoners. But they were not the only things, that flew in their direction. Spit, rotten fruits and even small rocks were thrown at them, while they slowly passed. Felina begin the last one, was not only attacked from the side, but also from the back. And her piercing attracted special attention form the crowd. "What a weird freak!" and "Ugly bitch!" were among the nicest things, the people called her.
In front of Felina, Melissa was sobbing and keeping her head low to protect against the things, which were thrown at her. Behind Felina the people started to follow the convoy to the Punishment Square.
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With her arms chained behind her back, Felina could not protect herself from the missiles thrown at her. Her naked body was soon soiled with rotten vegetables and fruits running down her limbs. Those following the coffle kicked her butt, yanked on her hair. This was a very miserable procession. She wished they could walk faster but the guards were moving at a very deliberate pace on purpose.
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It took more than an hour to walk the distance between the keep and the Punishment Square, all the while the prisoners were harassed by the mob. When they finally arrived at the square, they were filthy and bruised. On the square, an even larger crowd had already gathered and the guards had to dismount from the wagon to make a path for it to the raised wooden podium in the center of the square. The chained prisoner were helpless, while the people used their last chance to grope and molest them before the sentencing. When they arrived at the podium, the guards pushed the crowd back a few paces, so that they could unchain the prisoner one by one and have them hop up the steps to the podium. The chains connecting their ankles were too short to use the steps normally.
On the podium the prisoners were made to face the crowd. Then the sergeant blew his horn twice to call the people in the square to order. The crowd grew silent, expectantly looking at the commander of the guard, who had stepped to the front of the podium. "We have gathered here to punish four convicted criminals, who all have been found guilty and have confessed their crimes. They will be now received their sentence and just punishment. Sergeant, please begin." The sergeant nodded to a soldier and the first woman was pulled forward to the center of the wooden stage.
"She has confessed of being a thief, and thus she is hereby sentenced to wear the brand of a thief, 20 cane strokes and a day in the pillory." The commander read from a scroll. The public booed the woman and few rotten eggs and tomatoes were thrown in her direction.
The hot branding iron was already waiting in a coal brazier, the sergeant put on a glove to pick it up, meanwhile the woman's wrist were freed and the fingers of her right hand were placed in a vice, so that the branding iron could be easily pressed against the back of her hand.
The woman had listened to her sentence with a lowered head and slumped shoulders and had been barely reacting when her hand was locked in the vice, but when the glowing iron was lifted out of the coals, her face showed fear and she tried to pull her finger out of the clamp. Her high-pitched scream echoed from the building surrounding the square, when the iron was pressed on the back of her hand for a few seconds. Smoke was rising in the air from were her flesh was burned away. When the branding iron was lifted away, a large X had been burned in the back of her hand. She clutched her branded hand after her fingers were unlocked.
Next was the caning, the woman was told to bend over and grip a handle that low on the ground. She was warned, that if she let go of the handle, that the stroke would not count and be repeated. The sergeant, who would also be the executioner for this part, stepped behind her and swung a thin cane with full force on her buttom. The woman yelped and straighten up. The crowd laughed and the sergeant told her to garb the handle again. When the cane hit her a second time, she stayed in position and the crowd counted. "One."
The sergeant tried his best to make the woman move as often as possible by hitting her as hard as he could and aiming for the other welts to cause as much pain as possible. The longer the caning went on the harder it got for the woman to stay in position. When the crowd finally shouted "Twenty!", the woman had received close to forty hit with the cane instead of the twenty she was supposed to get. Her arse was badly bruised and some welts were bloody.
She was lead on shaky legs from the podium to the pillories, that were standing in a lime next to the wooden stage. She was freed from all restraits, before she was placed in the pillory, which force her to bend over 90 degrees and locked her head and hands securely between two heavy beams.
Next woman got the same sentence. She was crying and pleading for mercy, but the guard showed no pity and her hand was branded too. During the caning, she was screaming and crying, but she managed to hold on to the handle rather well and thus only received twenty eight hits in total before being put in the pillory next to the first woman.
Then Melissa was sentenced and punished like the other thieves. She struggled, when they put her fingers in the vice, but that earned her only a few punshed in the side. And afterwards the sergeant seemed to hold the iron extra long against the back of her hand. During the caning, Mel had trouble to stay still and she received more than fifty hits in total. Her ass and the back of her thighs looked like raw meat, when she was led to the pillories.
Then it was Felina's turn, she was pulled to the center of the stage and the commander read her crimes and punishments to the crowd. "She confessed to be thief, but she also tried to escape from her just punishment severely injuring a member of the city guards in the process. Therefor, she is sentenced to the brand of a thief. Metal implants in her heels and buttocks, that will stop her from running and sitting. 40 cane strokes. A day in the pillory. And five years of hard labor in the quarry." There were some gasped in crowd at the hard punishment of the last prisoner.---Felina was mortified to be exposed on the podium, in front of so many people. After that walk of shame, she looked even more miserable, filthy, dripping with stale juices, dishevelled. There were so many faces looking at her. There must have been people she knew among them. Would they recognize her, with all her piercings? They would surely know her name when it would be announced.
As the other three redheads got sentenced and punished, she did not dare to look at them, keeping her eyes on her toes all the time. She felt so sorry. It was a bit her fault if they were here. They were innocent, she was sure, and had only confessed crimes under torture.
Finally it was her turn. She lifted her head to listen to the sentence. She had expected to get a harsher punishment than the other condemned but not that much! What were those metal implants? And five years in the quarry? Nobody survived more than two! This was a death sentence!
Panic struck her heart at these words. She looked around herself, vainly hoping to find a way to escape. But that was impossible. She was chained, hobbled, on top of a podium and 50 yards of a dense crowd separated her from the closest street.
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Felina's arms were grabbed by a guard on both sides, while a third unlocked her wrists. Then her right hand was pulled forward and her finger were placed between the jaws of the vice. If Felina did not open her hand, she would be punched by the guards and if that did not make her place her fingers in the vice, a soldier would pull on her piercings, until she did. The handle was turned and the vice jaws began crushing her fingers. The guard just stopped shy of actually crushing Felina's fingerbones.
The sergeant approached her with the glowing iron. He grinned at her, while he slowly lowered the iron on the back of her trapped hand. The was radiating up her arm, then there was a horrible sizzling sound as the iron touched her skin. The sergeant held the iron to her skin for a good ten second, to make sure that the brand was deep. Then he lifted it up and looked at his work. "Mmh, that needs a bit more." And pressed the iron down a second time for another five seconds. "Now, it looks good." He spat on the back of her hand.
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Felina tried to be brave and put her fingers between the jaws of the vice but when she saw them slide down, she took fear and pulled her hand out. Immediately, she was punched in the guts, yanked forward by her nose ring while her hand was put back in place. In no time her hand was immobilised, her fingers nearly crushed. Her hand was immobilised.
She felt the heat glowing from the iron and began to sweat profusely. That brand would mark her for life as a thief. Everyone would be defiant when they saw it, and if she were caught stealing again, she would be punished even harsher. The metal was blinding bright. She felt the heat burn her skin even before it touched it. It hovered for a second so as to be perfectly centred. Blisters swelled and popped on the back of her hand and then it was pressed in, sinking into her flesh, searing a large X.
She screamed to the top of her lungs as her hand was branded deep and hard. When it got away, it left a charred mess, with a redder X in the middle and blisters forming a halo all around. Her hand was throbbing horribly and she wondered if she would ever be able to use it again. She cried and moaned pitifully.
- X branded on the back of her right hand
- Ankles hobbled
- Wrists chained in her back
- Chained to a coffle of other redheads
- Ankle and wrist shackles
- MR branded just above her crotch
- MR branded between her shoulder blades
- Huge tongue ring, sitting inside her mouth
- Big nose ring
- Nipple rings
- 4 ugly rings on each ear
- Ugly ring pierced through just behind her clitoris, with a short chain and a bell.
- 2 big, heavy rings on each minor labium
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The vice was opened, before Felina could do anything, her arms were grabbed and she was roughly pushed to the ground. More guards piled on to here. And so the thief was held on the ground by five guards. One for each limb and one that sat on her torso. Felina's body was lying parallel to the podium's edge, so the public had a good view on her face and also what was happening to the rest of her body.
The sergeant approached her feet, in his hand he held a small, very sharp knife. He told the guard, who was kneeling on her left left to hold on tight. Then the sergeant made a small but deep incision on Felina's sole centrally under her heel bone. The sergeant then pushed a small metal ball, less then a centimeter in diameter, into the wound. He used a small rod to push the ball deeper so that it rested against the bone itself. Afterwards he repeated the surgery on Felina's right foot. The purpose of the balls was to make it impossible or extremely painful for Fellina to stand on her flat feet. If she put weight on her heels, the metal balls would grind painfully against her bone.
The sergeant moved on to Felina's ass to add more balls to also make it painful for her to sit normally. Since there was more muscle tissue in the sergeant used an awl to create the incision that reached down to Felina's bone. He also placed three balls on each side in different location to rob of any possibility to find a comfortable to sit down other than kneeling.
When he was finished, he told the guards to let her go and for Felina to stand up. If necessary two guards would pull her to her feet.
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Felina had no chance to resist as she was crushed under the weight of five men, each heavier and stronger than her. Besides, she was still under the shock of the branding. Her head, pressed against the planks of the platform was turned to the side so that she was facing the crowd. Her eyes were almost level with those of the spectators and they could see her crying and begging.
She felt strong hands holding her ankle and foot so that she could not move it. She screamed as something pierced the skin of her heel. And then it only got more painful as something was pushed into the wound and pushed deeper until a sharp pain indicated that it was against her bone. As her other foot was grabbed, she now knew what was going to happen and tried to struggle, of course to no avail. Her other heel was similarly pierced and invaded, adding another level of agony to her suffering.
They then moved to her buttocks and repeated a similar operation three times on each side, but reached even deeper into her flesh until metal balls were grinding against her hip bones. This was so horrible, so cruel. Who had invented such a nasty technique?
She had to be carried up on her feet. When she tried to put her heels down, the pain caused by the fresh wounds and the balls pressing against her calcanei brought new tears and screams of agony. What had they done? She could not stand like that, on the ball of her feet for ever! They had made a cripple out of her!
- Ankles hobbled
- Wrists chained in her back
- Ankle and wrist shackles
- Berry-sized metal balls embedded against her heel bones
- Three metal balls embedded deep under her buttocks, against her hip bones
- X branded on the back of her right hand
- MR branded just above her crotch
- MR branded between her shoulder blades
- Huge tongue ring, sitting inside her mouth
- Big nose ring
- Nipple rings
- 4 ugly rings on each ear
- Ugly ring pierced through just behind her clitoris, with a short chain and a bell.
- 2 big, heavy rings on each minor labium
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When Felina finally managed to stand on her own, she was order to bend over and place her hands on the handle. The sergeant let the cane swish through the air, to build anticipation in both the public and Felina, before he put all is strength in his stroke.
The cane strokes only counted, when both of Felina's hands remained on the handle after the hit. The Sergeant took his time, letting her fully experience each individual hit, before he placed the next.
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Felina bent down and grabbed the handles, trying to brace herself on it. She spread her legs as far as the hobble chain allowed to get more stability but as she had to stand on the ball of her feet and she was suffering hell, it was really not easy.
When the cane landed, half of the time it would hit one of the freshly inserted balls in her butt, multiplying the pain. She now screamed to the top of her lungs on each lash. Her clit bell rang loudly as if to salute the blows. She might well try to keep her fists firmly gripped on the bar but half of the time, the violence of the shock would make her one step forward and then she had to brace one hand on the floor to avoid falling. As a result, the 40 blows turned to more than 80 and it seemed they would never end. Her butt was so full of welts that the guard moved down her thighs, turning them to tenderised meat too.
Near the end it became even worse as the pain and exhaustion made it hard for her to keep standing. The last couple of blows actually took a dozen lashes to be finally counted. When at last the crowd chanted FORTY, she collapsed on all fours, crying pathetically, her body shivering as though she had a fiver.
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The guards did not care, how Felina felt. They dragged her of the stage to the pillory next to Melissa. The top part of the pillory was lifted and Felina's neck and wrist were placed in round recesses. The guards wanted to her collar and her wrist shackles, because her neck and wrists would not fit otherwise as the holes were very tight. They had to call for a smith first, when they discovered that the restraints were riveted instead of locked by a key. They had not to wait long, as several smiths were in the crowd. While they waited for one to fetch his tools, the guards already removed the hobble chain. They told the smith to leave the shackles around her ankle in place.
After the restraints were removed by the smith and Felina had been locked in the pillory, the commander of the guard announced, that the four women would stay in the pillories until sunset the next day. Before the majority of the guards left, they cleaned the convicted thieves with brine from the filthy, that covered them. Though they would not stay clean for long.
A few guards stayed, more to create some order than to protect the women in the pillories, when the crowd surged forward, after the other guards had left on the wagon. A lot of people wanted to personally punish as if the criminals stolen from them directly. The women were slapped and spit on. The people pulled on the hair on their head and between their legs, and in Felina's case also on her rings. Their bodies were explored by countless hands on the outside and inside. Rotten food was smeared in their faces and forced in their mouths. Their noses were pinched, so they were forced to swallow whatever was placed in their mouths, if they wanted to breath.
Someone tried to push an apple into Mel's ass. But as hard as the man pushed, he was not able to push the apple inside. Frustrated he gave up on her and moved behind Felina. There he had more success, since Felina's ass had already been stretched at the brothel of Madam Rouge and not yet completely recover. He still needed to push hard to pop the apple through her sphincter. Seeing, that he had been able to push a complete apple in her ass, the people around Felina were now curious, how many apples they could fit into her.
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Felina tried to recover some strength as they waited for the smith to remove her shackles. At least that was a good thing. The collar was so heavy and so visible, as well as the wrist shackles. All three restraints were difficult to hide and the collar had been a serious handicap.
However, the removal in itself was a scary process. The smith, picked from the crowd, looked quite the part, with huge chest and arm muscles, a skin tanned by the constant exposure to fire and massive hands, but who could tell how skilful he was? Yet, as soon as he had his tools, he began wielding his big hammer only inches from her neck and head. Just one misplaced blow and her skull would be reduced to pulp or her neck broken like dead wood. The clang of the chisel against her collar was deafening and sent vibrations down her spine. She froze during the entire operation, not even daring to breathe. The least movement could mean her death.
Thankfully, the smith was a skilled one and once the last rivet had been removed, the heavy piece of steel fell apart revealing the chafed and paler skin of her neck. She felt fear again when his hammer landed next to her thin wrists but she now had more trust in the man. At last it was done. It felt good to have her wrist free again. They had been a serious handicap when she was trying to escape.
Finally she was placed in the pillory. The heavy timber was lowered on her neck and wrists and padlocked in place. She immediately underwood that the next day and a half was going to be very unpleasant. The position she was kept in was hellish. She was forced to bend at the waist, with her neck level with her hips. In fact, as she was forced to stand on the ball of her feet, her butt was actually slightly higher than her head. This meant that a part of her weight was supported by her throat and her wrists. She immediately tried to kneel down to rest her legs and relieve the pressure on her neck but she found that it was impossible: her knees could not touch the floor without or she would strangle herself against the wood. The position itself was a back-breaking torture, made even worse by the balls preventing her from standing flat-footed.
Of course, the infernal position was just the beginning. The worst part of the pillory was exposure to the vengeance of the crowd. The sadistic instincts of the honest citizens could express itself freely. The fact that all four prisoners were young and pretty girls excited the basest urges. The three other condemned looked fresh and innocent. Felina looked like a freak and thus attracted more anger. People only went to the other girls when Felina’s pillory was too crowded. Melissa, being next to her, acted a bit like the antichamber, where the amateur torturers waited for a spot to get free around Felina’s pillory.
Her rings attracted a lot of attention. They were so convenient to grab, twist, and pull. The first time Felina screamed, someone in front of her noticed the ring she was hiding in her mouth. She tried to keep her teeth clenched tight but as her nose, labia, nipples and clitoris got stretched and twisted she could not resist very long and soon her tongue ring had been extirpated from her mouth. Once it hung down on her chin there was no coming back. She could not pull it back in alone. From that moment she began to drool like a cow.
The tongue and nose ring made it easy to control her face, to force her mouth wide open so that rubbish could be forced in. All kind of rotten food was smeared against her helpless face, shampooed into her hair and shoved into her mouth. The nastiest ones would push mouldy pieces of bread up her nose, packing them so tight she could not sneeze them out so that she was forced to breathe through her mouth. Her bloated nose also made her look even uglier. Someone found it hilarious how she screamed and begged when he rubbed lime against her eyeballs.
With her tongue dangling out, she could not even beg properly. She could not form words, only utter stupid sounds like uuuuh and gaaah. Her helplessness grew to another level when someone nailed her ear rings to the pillory so that her face was kept immobile and facing the crowd. It also put another twist in her already aching neck.
Suddenly she felt something pressed against her anus. The curse of the pillory was that its prisoner could not see what was happening behind her. This allowed most tormentors to remain anonymous. She wailed as she felt the pressure increase. The object was obviously way too big for her but whoever was molesting her was stubborn and kept pushing harder and harder. He began to hammer it with the palm of his hand, and the apple began to spread her softened sphincter. Felina screamed around the rotten egg that had just been placed in her mouth. In her desperate attempt at begging for the intrusion to stop, she bit on the frail shell and the greenish yolk filled her mouth.
The forceful determination of her tormentor proved effective. The apple sank deeper, stretching the anus wider and wider, until it reached the widest part and then it was like swallowed by her bowels. Her anus remained gaping, with the red fruit still clearly visible. Felina made frantic attempts to expulse it but that was just too painful. Her stomach and lower belly could be seen moving and clenching, to no avail.
- Neck and wrist locked in a pillory
- Ear rings nailed to the pillory
- One apple shoved up her rectum
- Ankle shackles
- Berry-sized metal balls embedded against her heel bones
- Three metal balls embedded deep under her buttocks, against her hip bones
- X branded on the back of her right hand
- MR branded just above her crotch
- MR branded between her shoulder blades
- Huge tongue ring, sitting inside her mouth
- Big nose ring
- Nipple rings
- 4 ugly rings on each ear
- Ugly ring pierced through just behind her clitoris, with a short chain and a bell.
- 2 big, heavy rings on each minor labium
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There was some shoving behind Felina, because many people wanted to see the apple in her ass. "I bet, that's how she hides stolen goods."
"Let's see, how many apples her ass can swallow!"
While some one pressed a second apple into her anus, another tormentor tied a string around Felina's big toe and then to her nipple ring. The unknown person repeated the process with Felina's other big toe and the second nipple ring. Thus, everytime Felina moved her feet to try to loosen the cramps in her legs, she would inadvertently pull on her sore nipples.
After the failed attempt to insert an apple in Mel's ass, some used a carrot with the greens still attached. The poor women let out a terrible scream, when the carrot was rammed in her ass.
"Two!" Exclaimed the man behind Felina, when managed the push a second apple fully into her. Her overstretched anal ring did not get to rest, as already a third apples was forced past it. Felina screams were silenced, when someone pushed a vinegar soaked rag in her mouth.
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“Gaaahhhh!!! Ooooooo!!!!” Felina protested when she heard that they wanted to push more apples into her ass. That was crazy! That would surely kill her!
She shook her butt and tried to kick them away. However, she had not understood what had been done to her toes, her senses overwhelmed by the constant tugging and twisting of her rings. So, when she kicked, her foot was stopped immediately as she yanked painfully on her nipple. She yelped in agony, realising how more helpless she had been made with those two pieces of string.
The second apple was easier to push in as her sphincter was already half open. It pushed the first apple deeper, making her feel totally dilated. The third apple demanded more effort as the two first fruits had trouble going deeper. With forceful hammering, it did make it though. The three apples formed a strange bulge in her lower belly. The more her intestines tried to expel them, the more pain it caused. Her efforts were obvious. The red fruit was pushed against her sphincter from the inside, spreading it a bit. Then Felina screamed louder and the intruder got back deeper, while the anus never closed completely.
By now Felina was screaming and crying very loudly. Until a vinegar-soaked rag was pushed into her mouth and packed very tight until her cheeks bulged. Her screams were completely muffled by now, and with all the bread and filth packed in her nostrils, her breathing became very difficult. She frantically tried to push the rag out but as her tongue was still dangling out and she could not even shake her head, it was quite difficult.
- Neck and wrist locked in a pillory
- Ear rings nailed to the pillory
- Toes stringed to her nipple rings
- Gagged with a vinegar-soaked rag
- Three apples shoved up her rectum
- Ankle shackles
- Berry-sized metal balls embedded against her heel bones
- Three metal balls embedded deep under her buttocks, against her hip bones
- X branded on the back of her right hand
- MR branded just above her crotch
- MR branded between her shoulder blades
- Huge tongue ring, sitting inside her mouth
- Big nose ring
- Nipple rings
- 4 ugly rings on each ear
- Ugly ring pierced through just behind her clitoris, with a short chain and a bell.
- 2 big, heavy rings on each minor labium
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After the third apple had been pushed inside, there were cheers behind Felina. Someone felt her stomach. "I think I feel the apples." Now, a lot of people wanted to feel Felina's belly. Fingers dug into her stomach and countless hands compressed her belly. "Let's push another in her asshole."
A forth apple was pushed against her gaping ass. There was a slap on her ass. "Loosen up, slut!" There were several more hard slaps on Felina's ass, which was still raw from the savage caning by the sergeant. The apple was only slowly going in, it was the largest yet to pass through her dilated sphincter. The person, who was pushing it, shouted triumphantly, when its largest diameter went past Felina's sphincter and let go of the apple. It immediately popped back out the pressure form inside too big. There was some laughter, when also the third apple wanted to come up, but it got stuck halfway, when Felina's sphincter tightened again. "Step aside let me do it." A muscular man shoved the man, who had been pushing the apple inside Felina, to the side. The big man picked up the dropped apple and then he practically punched the big apple through the other apple stuck in her ass, when he pushed both of them inside with a quick motion. Despite being gag Felina's scream was so loud, that the people standing in front of the cover their ears and the ones tormenting the other three woman stopped what they were doing and turned to look at Felina.
The big man grinned and held out his hand for a fifth apple.
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The fourth apple was very difficult to push in. Felina squirmed and moaned as she felt the pressure in her rectum grow to unbearable levels. They could not continue to stuff her like that! They were going to rupture something! The pain was such that she no longer cared to yank her nipples rings and tried to step sideways in a vain attempt to avoid her fate.
Until two pairs of hands seized her ankles and pulled them apart, stretching her nipples and breasts down and to the sides. Now that she was immobile and someone else, she could not see whom, was in charge, the operation of packing her insides with apples could start again. The new man was even stronger and more brutal than the previous one. He punched the apple so hard that the three previous one got pushed deeper. The first apple had reached the first bend in the colon and was now pressing directly against her stomach. This caused a burst of acid up her oesophagus that flooded Felina’s tightly packed mouth, burning her throat. Her eyes bulged out, she screamed and there was so much air and bile pressure that the rag was projected out of her mouth, along with a torrent of liquid.
- Neck and wrist locked in a pillory
- Ear rings nailed to the pillory
- Toes stringed to her nipple rings
- Gagged with a vinegar-soaked rag
- 4 apples shoved up her rectum
- Ankle shackles
- Berry-sized metal balls embedded against her heel bones
- Three metal balls embedded deep under her buttocks, against her hip bones
- X branded on the back of her right hand
- MR branded just above her crotch
- MR branded between her shoulder blades
- Huge tongue ring, sitting inside her mouth
- Big nose ring
- Nipple rings
- 4 ugly rings on each ear
- Ugly ring pierced through just behind her clitoris, with a short chain and a bell.
- 2 big, heavy rings on each minor labium
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The man was about to forced the next apple into Felina, when a woman called out. "Wait! Let me make room for more." The woman began to roughly massage Fellina,'s belly, which slowly pushed the apple around the first bend in her colon. "Now, you can push it inside." The woman told the man. With her massaging Felina's belly and pushing the first and the second apple around the bend of the colon. It was simpler to push the fifth apple into Felina than the forth.
"Wow, it just swallow it, quickly give me more apples. Let's fill her up until the apples come out her mouth." The woman continued to shift the apples around inside Felina's colon, until the first reached the small intestine, there she wasn't able to move the apple any further. "I think, she is completely stuffed. How many apples is she holding now? Nine or ten?" The woman patted Felina's belly, which now had a visible bulge.
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Felina had been sure that she had been stuffed full and nothing more could ever get in. She was proved wrong by that woman who massaged her aching belly. The way she moved the apples around made Felina feel sick. There was that freakish and painful feeling inside her belly as the weights moved around. Also, the apples pushed against her stomach in a very strange way.
Anyway, thanks to her continuous massages, the apples moved deeper and deeper through her belly, moving up, then to her right, then back down. The fact that her torso was horizontal eased the massager’s task. Her ruined sphincter opposed almost no more resistance now. The apple could be popped in with ease although the sphincter was still elastic enough to keep them in. So many fruits were pushed in that Felina lost the count. She was constantly wailing by now, sweating profusely and crying through her burned eyes.
When no more apple could be pushed in, her belly was bloated hideously. She looked a bit as if she were 9-month pregnant, except that instead of having a nicely rounded, elastic belly, hers had solid bulges protruding in a very ugly way. The pressure on her stomach was so strong that it itself pressed against her lungs. She felt very sick and feverish. Her intestine was constantly trying to expel its content but it was stretched so much that it had no strength. The abominable cramps coursed through her belly, one could see the bumps squirming, her stomach clenching, her anus opened and closed, but all those painful efforts produced no. In her position, her swollen belly now hung lower than her breasts. She felt bloated and heavy and nauseous.
Her suffering was obvious from the way she grimaced and wailed but nobody felt empathy for the freakish redhead. Her huge belly made her look even more monstrous, eliciting more cruelty. The less human she looked the more sadistic the mob felt.
- Neck and wrist locked in a pillory
- Ear rings nailed to the pillory
- Toes stringed to her nipple rings
- 12 apples shoved in her intestine
- Ankle shackles
- Berry-sized metal balls embedded against her heel bones
- Three metal balls embedded deep under her buttocks, against her hip bones
- X branded on the back of her right hand
- MR branded just above her crotch
- MR branded between her shoulder blades
- Huge tongue ring, sitting inside her mouth
- Big nose ring
- Nipple rings
- 4 ugly rings on each ear
- Ugly ring pierced through just behind her clitoris, with a short chain and a bell.
- 2 big, heavy rings on each minor labium
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After what felt like an eternity the mob in front of Felina started to dissolve, most people, who wanted to, had gotten a good look and feel of Felina's body. But for the following hours there was a steady stream of citizen, who passed by the pillories. Most of them stopped to at least look at the naked female bodies. Some insulted, spat or groped one of the women, before they moved on. By far the most attention got Felina thanks to her freakish nature. The passerby's started to try to spit in her mouth, that gaped open with the tongue being pulled down by the ring.
There was another surge of mostly men coming to the pillories, when it started to get dark. Now that there was some cover in the low light, the next stage over their public sentence began. The men did not hesitate to take full advantage of the trapped woman and their holes. Quickly lines started to form behind and in front of each woman. The three other women started to beg to not rape them, but their pleas and screams were soon silence by the cocks, that were stuffed into their mouths. Also behind Felina a queue had formed and the first rapist pushed into her tight vagina, which was even tighter than usual due to the apples in her colon.
Somehow the men had silently agreed to use Felina's face, as a cleaning rag after they were done, with which her hole they had decided to abuse. They used her hair, mouth and tongue to clean their dirty cocks, after they has raped one of the other woman or Felina.
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Once the intensity of the first hours was gone, the passive torture of the pillory dragged along the whole day. Felina’s state had been made worse. The weight of all the apples in her belly not only tortured her bowels but also made the back ache and the leg cramps much worse. As she could neither rest on flat feet nor stretch her legs without yanking on her nipples, her calves and thighs were soon a nest of knotted muscles throbbing in agony. Someone had found amusing to attach strings between her toes and her labia rings too, making sure they were stretched 3 inch long, unless she lifted her feet, something she could not really do.
As the sun beat on her body, thirst began to torment her. All the filth that had been rubbed on her face, along with her sweat, attracted a lot of flies too, making her life very miserable. Her legs trembled constantly. She often had to put a heel down despite the pain it caused her. Or she would just shift her weight, change her position. Each movement was relayed by her clitoris bell, attracting attention of those who might have missed them.
As night came, the perverts and rapists arrived. Felina’s already narrow vagina was made even tighter by all the apples pressing against it from her rectum. This seemed to procure especially good sensations so that she was the favourite sex toy among the four redheads.
As the night passed, her vagina was gaping too, overused, dripping cum in abundance. Her mouth had been turned in a nasty cesspool by all the cock that used it for cleaning. Sperm ran down her hanging tongue to drip on the floor from the ring.
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When a new cock was pushed into Felina's mouth, she suddenly heard a familiar voice. "What would Mr. Geoffrey say, if he could see you like this?" Wilfred asked, while he pushed his cock deep into Felina's mouth. "His special girl being used by hundreds of men, after being branded as a thief like it should have happened years ago. You know, he is so disappointed, but not because you failed, but because he did not get a chance to fuck you too. Now, that you are marked as thief and you look like a freak. You are worthless to Mr. Geoffrey. He is actually happy that you will die in the quarry. One loose end less to clean up." Wilfred let out a groan, moving his penis quicker in and out of Felina's mouth. "If you would have been nicer to me, everything could have been avoided. Maybe I would have let you back in the house, so we wouldn't be here. But now you get, what you deserve, you little rat. And I still got to fuck you." Wilfred laughed and pushed his cock deep into her mouth. With a satisfied grunt, Wilfred came adding his load to the others that already coated her throat. He pulled out and rubbed his shrinking penis all over her face. "Maybe I come back to see you again, before you are taken away to the quarry." Wilfred closed his pants. After he spat in Felina's face, he walked away. He was immediately replaced by the next man.
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Felina got jerked out of a haze of pain by a familiar voice. She tried to turn her eyes up but they were so full of cum that she could only see blurry shapes. She tried to speak but her tongue refused to move and soon her mouth was plugged by the valet’s cock.
She listened to his monologue while he fucked her face without care or pity. She clenched her fists, furious that this miserable sycophant had got his way with her. She should have strangled him! Could she believe what he was telling her? He was probably making it sound worse to humiliate her but it was globally true. Mr Geoffrey had abandoned her.
If only she could talk, spit, insult him… but here she was totally helpless to be used like a whore by that fat guy she had always despised.
After having cum in her mouth, he smeared his cock all over her face, as if to mark her with his smell. Again she tried to talk but her throat had been broken a long time ago and she could not move her tongue anyway. She saw Wilfred’s blurry silhouette go before her sight was blocked by another crotch and another cock. The long line of rape continued, from both side, filling her body with loads of cum.
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The stream of cocks, that were pushed in Felina's mouth, seemed to be neverending. At least no one else, who knew her came during the long night. Felina's mouth was overflowing with sperm and it was running down her tongue and dripping to the ground. There a big puddle of spit, drool and cum had formed. The men had to be careful, if they didn't want to step in the filthy puddle. Someone had the idea to palace a bucket under her head. And someelse had then the idea to suspend the bucket from her nose- and earrings with some strings.
When the next morning finally arrived, all four women were nearly unconscious from exhaustion, due the constant abuse they suffered all night. With the returning light everyone could see, what had happened to them during the night. All of their faces and red manes were plastered with strands of dried cum. And their gaping overused holes were leaking cum as well. But nobody came to clean them up. Everyone who passed by knew now what complete sluts they were. Their dirty state also had the slight benefit, that most people were now reluctant to them,. Thus, the abuses they suffered during the second day were less physical. Still many people threw rotten eggs or fruits, spat on them and insulted them. Though Felina's bucket attracted some attention and started a new humiliation. Some men pissed in it, meaning they pissed in Felina's face, so the piss run down in the bucket. The weight pulling on her face rings steadily increased, luckily her earring were nailed to the pillory and took a good part of the weight of her piercings.
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The only reason Felina was not slumped down behind the pillory was because when she did it, the pressure of the timber against her windpipe blocked most of her air supply. Thus she only did it for short periods of time. While all other girls had their head dangling down, with their filthy hair flowing down, Felina’s remained proudly straight, the back of her skull pressed against the pillory. It was not because she was stronger or tougher than the other women but because her nailed ear rings gave her no choice, even though her contorted neck suffered hell.
Felina face was cleaner too, or rather looked cleaner. Urine washed away some of the sperm. The bucket hanging from her nose and ears was three quarters full of a strong pee, with a lot of sperm clots floating. The smell, just under her nose and dangling tongue, was horrid. As the sun rose, flies replaced the mosquitoes that had harassed her during the night, attracted by the strong stench. They crawled over her entire body but were particularly numerous on her face.
The poor failed thief had been unable to expel the apples from her ass so that her belly was still bloated to the max. It looked even bigger because the constant pressure and weight had distended her skin and abs. She was hardly conscious, constantly fighting against sleepiness, barely able to keep her legs straight and trembling feverishly.
Her face was by now too filthy and stinking to be used as a sex toy and had been turned into an urinal instead. Her drenched hair stuck to her head and fell into the bucket where they soaked more filth. Her gaping vagina and swollen vulva looked so nasty that nobody wanted to use them with their own dick, unless they were sailors or convicts that had not seen a woman for months. That did not prevent the others from abusing her hole with various objects, like broom handles and sticks.
- Neck and wrist locked in a pillory
- Bucket attached to nose and ear rings, full of piss
- Ear rings nailed to the pillory
- Toes stringed to her nipple rings
- 12 apples shoved in her intestine
- Ankle shackles
- Berry-sized metal balls embedded against her heel bones
- Three metal balls embedded deep under her buttocks, against her hip bones
- X branded on the back of her right hand
- MR branded just above her crotch
- MR branded between her shoulder blades
- Huge tongue ring, sitting inside her mouth
- Big nose ring
- Nipple rings
- 4 ugly rings on each ear
- Ugly ring pierced through just behind her clitoris, with a short chain and a bell.
- 2 big, heavy rings on each minor labium
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The second day seemed to be even longer than the night. The sun had slowly made its trek across the sky and it was now evening, meaning that they had almost served their sentence in the pillory. For the three other woman, this meant freedom, though what could they do with their freedom. They were branded as thieves and had been abused by dozens, if not hundreds of men.And for Felina it just meant, that she would exchange one hell for another.
But just before it was time to be finally freed from the pillory, Felina heard another familiar voice, female this time. "There you are, Savage!" Strong fingers dug into Felina's chin. In front of her Madame Rouge was standing, covered in a red cape, that hid her leather corset from the too curious eyes of the other pedestrians. "We have been looking all over for you, after you vanished without saying goodbye. You were deeply missed especially by Polly and Sally, who had to act as your replacement the last few nights. I see you found another way to get fucked and humiliated by as many people as possible. We could have arranged that back at the brothel for you too. And we, I mean, I could have gotten payed for it." The misstress chuckled. Then she saw Felina's bloated belly and got excited. On her high heels, she walked around the pillory to stroke Felina's belly. "What do we have here?" When she saw the last apple past Felina's gaping asshole, she asked. "How many are inside you?" When she got no reply, she counted the bulges on Felina's belly. "Nine, ten, eleven, twelve! Wow, I will have to see, if Ghost, Polly or Sally can fit as many apples, but I doubt it. You are truly one of a kind, Savage. A true pain slut. Too bad, you got yourself sent to the quarry." Madame Rouge came back to the front of the pillory. "Luckily, I have found three new recruits." She nodded towards the three other women in the pillory. "When they released they will glad for the help I will promise them, as nobody else wants to have something to do with them." Madame Rouge smiled. "But don't tell them, what I have in store from them back home, it should be a surprise." Madame Rouge chuckled again and straight up, as the guards were now approaching the first pillory to unlock the woman, after she had completed her sentence.
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Felina’s bloodshot eyes blinked open at the familiar and hated voice of Madame Rouge. She shuddered. The bitch had found her. What cruelty did she have in mind now? Felina could do nothing but listen to her monologue. She could not even rejoice about how Polly and Sally had and would be tortured because of her, but when she heard that Rouge planned to enrol Melissa and the two other innocent redheads, that revolted her.
When the guards came to release them, starting with the girl farthest from her, Felina tried to warn her but her tongue was hanging out at the moment, preventing her from speaking clearly. Neither could she turn her head and look at Melissa who was just beside her. Still she moaned and groaned, trying to attract her attention.
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A guard mistook Felina's moaning and grunting for impatience, he slapped her face and told her to wait silently for her turn.
When the first woman was freed, she slumped to the ground exhausted, some of the people, who had stopped on the street to watch, laughed at her. Nobody came to help her, except for Madame Rouge, who placed a cape over shoulders of the naked woman and stroked her hair to console her. Madame Rouge did the same with the second woman and Melissa, when the were released.
The guards came to Felina's pillory, but they did not open it yet. "You are going to the quarry, but the escort, that will take you there, hasn't arrived yet. So you get to stay in the pillory a bit longer." Thus, Felina had to watch helplessly, how Madame Rouge help the three other woman to their feet and led them away across square. Melissa looked back at Felina giving her a last pity glance, before she hurried after Madame Rouge.
When they walked away, they crossed with four guards with a cart pulled by a donkey. "Ah it looks like your transport is here." A guard said and unlock Felina's pillory at last.
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When Felina saw Madame Rouge approaching Melissa, she desperately moaned and groaned and even bucked against her pillory, desperately trying to attract the innocent girl’s attention. She wished she could shake her head but the way her ears were pinned to the pillory, she could not. Yet she tried to be as expressive as she could while looking at Melissa, looking at her with sad eyes, then at Madame Rouge and frowning. Hopefully she would get the message.
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Felina's antics annoyed the guards, who were about to pull out the nails from the wood, which held Felina head up by her earrings. The bucket of piss swung and splashed its contents on their boots and pants. "Hold still, or we leave you here for another night." A guard slapped her again.
But Felina's struggles also caused Melissa to look back again. She stopped and made a few steps back towards her former cell mate. Madame Rouge noticed it and placed a possessive hand on her shoulder and said something in her ear. Then the brothel mistress grinned at Felina. Melissa called to Felina. "I am sorry, I wish you could come with us too. This nice lady promised us a bath and a warm meal. She might even have some work for us in her house."
In the meantime, the guards had managed to pull out all nails and and lifted the heavy top beam of the pillory up.
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Felina was desperate. She felt that what happened to Melissa was her fault and she couldn’t bear that her former cell mate was going to end up as a sex slave in Madame Rouge’s dungeon. While the guards were pulling the nails out, she continued to moan at Melissa while pointing her fingers at the rings in her ears.
As soon as the upper stock was lifted, Felina reached for her tongue and pushed it back in her mouth so that she could speak more clearly.
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Madame Rouge's grip tightened and she forced Melissa to turn around. "Felina, I have to go now. I hope you survive the quarry and maybe afterwards you can come and join us. Stay strong!" Mel called over her shoulder, while she was gently but firmly guided away by Madame Rouge.
The guard cut the strings that held the pee bucket one by one. Because the guards did not support the bucket, there was horrible moment, where the bucket was only hanging from Felina's nose ring. Before also the last string was cut and the bucket fell to the ground. The guards cursed and jumped to the side, when it fell over and spilled its contains around Felina's pillory. The crowd, that was still watching, laughed at the clumsiness if the guards. Inadvertently drowning out anything that Felina wanted to shout at Melissa.
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Trying to ignore the painful tug on her nose ring, and then the splashing of urine all over her body, Felina screamed, “Mel! She is the one who put the rings on meeeee!!!!!”.
Alas, her voice was broken by countless throatfucks and she could only whisper. Her words were anyway covered by the hullabaloo from the crowd. With a pinch to her heart, she saw Madame Rouge and her new recruits turning into a street, out of sight.
Felina shook herself and started to run after them in a fury of clit bell ringing as it bounced against her thighs. She was careful to walk on the ball of her feet to avoid putting weight on her handicapped heels. She had forgotten her toes were still tied to her nipples though, so she tumbled down with a hiss of agony, landing hard on the cobblestones. With the energy of despair, she continued to scramble on all fours, the bell bouncing and rattling on the ground behind her. Her belly was so huge it almost touched the floor too. The apples moved and bounced under her, causing horrible pain to her bowels.
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Melissa didn't look back anymore at the sorry sight, that Felina was, and she followed Madame Rouge into a street, hearing the crowd laugh at Felina.
The crowd laughed at Felina's mad scramble on all fours over the square, which was already stopped after a few meters by several pairs of black boots. Felina had directly crawled in front of the four guards with the donkey cart. One guard stepped on her clit chain, anchoring Felina to the ground, while another kicked her belly, cracking one of the apples inside her colon in two.
"You're not free to go. You will be brought to the quarry to earn your freedom through hard labor." The guards pressed Felina to the ground, until she stopped struggling like a mad man, or woman in her case. Then they turned her around. "We can't have her try to escape again. Let's tie her up securely." The guards adjusted the strings on Felina's body. When they were finished, Felina's toes were tied directly to her nipple rings with no slack. Her thumbs were tied to the rings in her stretched labia. The guards had also pulled her tongue out again and tied a string from the tongue ring to her clit ring. Felina's body was now on big ball. Her feet next to her breasts, her head pulled towards her crotch and her hands secured to her crotch too.
The guards open the lid of a cage in the back of the cart, then they lifted Felina up and dropped her into the cage. Landing on her ass, Felina felt the painful presence of the metal balls, that had been implanted against her hip bones, and now pressed painfully against the bones. The cage lid was closed and locked, pushing on Felina's back.
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Felina was stopped dead in her mad scramble with a brutal yank to her clitoris. Blinded by the pain, she collapsed, hissing and crying. A boot kicked her bloated belly, causing more agony. Broken by the pain, she did not resist as she was bound by ridiculously thin pieces of string into a helpless ball of pierced flesh and locked inside a cramped cage.
When at last she emerged out of her shock, she was totally helpless. Any attempt at moving was punished by a yank on one of her cruel rings. She sat on her butt, knees spread wide, soles pressed together with her nipples rubbing against her toes. Her hands were trapped between her bloated belly and her thighs. Her bowels seemed about to explode from internal pressure. One apple was constantly trying to break through her anus but was stopped by the floor of the cart, under the cage. She felt the six nasty metal balls grinding against her hip bones, driving her crazy with pain. Alas, she was pushed down by the cage top and had no way to change her position. Any attempt at speaking or begging would be useless as her tongue was stretched and down and tied to her clit ring. She was drooling abundantly on her feet. All around her floated the stench of sperm, rotten vegetables and urine.
The cart started moving and as its wheel bounced on the cobblestones, Felina’s body got buffeted against the bars while feeling the vibrations into her skeleton. The cart had no fence so that everyone could see her naked body, crunched in her tight cage. As for her, forced to stare at her feet, she could not even see where they were going.
- Thumbs attached to her labia rings
- Tongue attached to her clit ring
- Stuffed inside a narrow cage
- Toes attached to her nipple rings
- 12 apples shoved in her intestine
- Ankle shackles
- Berry-sized metal balls embedded against her heel bones
- Three metal balls embedded deep under her buttocks, against her hip bones
- X branded on the back of her right hand
- MR branded just above her crotch
- MR branded between her shoulder blades
- Huge tongue ring, sitting inside her mouth
- Big nose ring
- Nipple rings
- 4 ugly rings on each ear
- Ugly ring pierced through just behind her clitoris, with a short chain and a bell.
- 2 big, heavy rings on each minor labium
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