My wife, Lisa, and I had found a delightful renaissance fair a couple of hours away from our home and had even purchased some period costumes to wear when we went. They were having an adults only event, with free flowing alcohol and bawdy behavior, so we got a babysitter and went on our merry way!
We were having a great time eating, drinking, singing pub songs and the like. The actors weren't holding anything back and more than one had flirted with Lisa and a couple had even stolen a kiss from her! Being at least a little tipsy, she just played along with it. Of course, peasant women of that period didn't wear bras, so I wasn't surprised when Lisa's nipples became visible in her low-cut dress.
We were slowly strolling along when suddenly a man shouted at Lisa, "Stop, wench! You are under arrest!"
We both stopped and looked at him, expecting some new game to be afoot. "Who, me?" she replied skeptically.
"And none other!" he yelled as he made his way quickly toward us. He was clearly one of the actors dressed as the sheriff. He reached out and took her by the wrist and started pulling her away. "You are hearby charged with failing to pay the queen her due honor and respect. You are to be locked in the stockade and punished accordingly."
I laughed as I watched him lead her to one of several stockades nearby and place her head and hands in it before bringing down the top half and latching it in place. She was being a good sport about things and played along nicely. The stockade he put her in was a little lower than I thought it should be and figured it was probably designed for kids. To get in it she had to bend over at the waist pretty far.
"What have we here?" he exclaimed in mock surprise. I was genuinely surprised when he reached up and pulled down the top of her dress exposing both of her tits. "Public indecency too!"
Her face was now red with embarrassment and shock and she looked at me with an expression I couldn't quite figure out. The sheriff not so discreetly reached under her and played with both tits, squeezing her nipples and making them come to complete attention. Meanwhile I was frozen in place. Part of me wanted to try and save her and part of me was still thinking it was all fun and games and to just play along. A small crowd had gathered and everyone seemed to be enjoying the show. So far, Lisa hadn't said a word since her top was pulled down, so I continued to wait and see what would happen next.
The sheriff moved around in front of her and said in a quieter voice, "It would do you well to be kind to me. Your punishment is in my hands. Are you willing to appease me to lessen your sentence?" he asked her.
"Indeed sire!" she replied, playing along with her role.
Without saying anything else, he reached into the front of his outfit to retrieve something. I was shocked when I realized it was his cock! In his hand he held a sizable tool that he stroked slowly a few times before stepping closer to Lisa. He presented it to her and I was even more socked when she opened her mouth to receive it! Since her head was in the stockade, she couldn't really move much. So once she opened her mouth he slid his member slowly into it until she gagged a little. Her lips wrapped around his shaft, he pulled slowly back out and then pushed slowly back in.
As he continued to slide in and out of her apparently willing mouth, he turned to me and said, "You there! Her husband. Come hither."
I reluctantly made my way over to them, mesmerized by what was happening. She didn't look the least bit unhappy and when I got close enough, I could hear her moaning even.
"You too are guilty!" he said to me. "You have failed to keep your wife under control. However, if you cooperate, I may look kindly upon thee."
I just nodded my head in agreement, not knowing what he had in mind.
"Now, tend to her breasts. Make sure her nipples stay nice and hard," he directed.
I was so turned on at that point that I was quite happy to play with her tits, audience or not. So I got into position and started squeezing her breasts and playing with her nipples. This just made her moan even louder. The sheriff suddenly pulled his cock out of her mouth with a pop and walked around behind her. I could see his cock was covered with her saliva and had grown ever larger than before. I could also see his large sack was out of his pants too.
"Sir," he said to me, "remove her dress."
I briefly considered not doing it because I knew what he didn't, and that was that she wasn't wearing panties. I had convinced her not to, joking that peasant women couldn't afford them. But when I realized that she hadn't objected, I unbuttoned the back of her dress and pulled it down to the ground. She stepped out of it without any prompting.
"Sakes alive!" he exclaimed in mock surprise. "Not only is she not wearing any undergarment, but her lady hair has been completely shaven away!"
It wasn't completely shaven off. She still had a landing strip, but he couldn't see that from his vantage point. But this did leave him with a fantastic view of her ass and pussy. As I held her dress with one hand, I reached back under her and resumed squeezing her tit and nipple.
