A Thief Gets Punished

"TEN! Oooh! Thank you, Sir!"

With the final spank, Sir pulled me up so I was standing. He took my hands and clasped them together, then tied them together with rope. My butt throbbed. My arms were tightly held. This felt right.

He put the leash around my neck and led me to his horse. He looked majestic climbing up on it; the sun ended up hitting my eye as I watched him. I blinked as he moved the horse forward, causing me to stumble.

We walked through the city. People turned their heads to see me, the naked lady walking through the city with her arms tied back. I was soaking up the humiliation, knowing this was right.

There was a practical aspect here. I would have spent the rest of my life looking over my shoulder for Sir, not knowing the number of spanks I was due. But there was something spiritual here as well. I was accepting my fate.

We came to an ENF Wall. To my mild surprise, Tanya was there, naked and strung up. I'd never seen her naked before; her breasts were small and cute, and she was fairly thin - just as fit as me, with her muscles sticking out. Her pubic hair was very wispy.

As soon as she saw me, she called out "Erica? Erica! There you are! Did they get you too?" The pendant around her neck jumped from six to twenty-six. I shook my head at her, trying to save her from all the spanks she was going to get.

"Erica," said Sir. "If you want to save your friend, now is the chance."

I understood. "Tanya! Stop talking. You're going to get spanked so much if you don't!"

"Huh?" Twenty-eight. "What are you talking about?" Thirty-eight.

"Please!" Sir came down off his horse. "That pendant around your neck! It counts the words you're saying! You'll get spanked twice for each one!" As Sir led me to the wall: "Just stop talking! You're already going to get spanked thirty-eight times!"

She frowned and went silent. I breathed a sigh of relief as Sir untied my hands. He lifted them up and shackled me to the wall. He then put his pendant around my neck.

"I'll be back, Erica. Be good." I nodded. He went back to his horse and rode away.

"So what happened?" asked Tanya. Her pendant went up to forty-six. By the Gods. I looked at her with disgust and said nothing.

We stood there, arms up, naked as the day we were born, for I don't know how long. People walked past and gawked at us. When they threw sexual innuendos at us, Tanya shifted uncomfortably. I knew what she was going through; the shock, the humiliation.

Her body was on display. Those shackles must have felt like the tightest thing in the world. Men would be going home to masturbate about her; couples would be fucking with the image of her in their heads. She was no longer a private figure; she was a buckass nude lady.

She deserved it. We both did.

There was a crack in reality again. Therese emerged from the crack, wearing her bizarre outfit and an infuriated expression.

"Stupid fools," she said. She looked at me. "I told you not to leave." She looked at Tanya. "And exactly how did you get caught? No, don't talk, I see you have one of those foolish pendants. Let me get it off you--"

As soon as she touched Tanya, another crack in reality appeared. This one was orange. Two people stepped out of it: Sir, and a small older man dressed very much like him.

Before anyone could speak, Therese flicked her hand, and a beam of purple light emerged from her fingers in Sir's direction. He returned the favour with his own purple beam emerging from his fingers.

The older man ran to the right, firing off balls of purple light as he ran. Therese deflected them with her right hand, a purple shield blocking them, but her focus on Sir's beam was lost, and he pushed further and further into her beam.

I could do nothing but watch.

"Enough!" snapped Therese. Incredibly, she began to rise in the air. Sir gestured quickly and a tentacle emerged from the ground and grabbed her foot. She waved her hand, creating a sharp, translucent purple blade on the tip of her hand, and with a gentle swipe sliced the tentacle off her foot.

The older man gestured himself, grabbing her other foot with another tentacle. She grimaced and put her full magical force into blasting the man with everything she had. He was thrown back forty feet, hitting a wall. He fell down and didn't get back up.

But now he was stuck.

Before she could slice the other tentacle off, Sir pulled a tentacle out of the Wall and grabbed her wrist.

"No! No!" she cried out. It was already too late. Sir pulled a third tentacle out, grabbing her other hand. "I will not be caught like this! I will

not

be caught like this!"

But she was. The tentacles lowered her as she futilely kicked with her one free hand. Sir walked up to her, pulling out his knife. It was all over for her.

"Noooooooooo!"

Sir methodically cut her fine, beautiful outfit apart with his knife. Her body was old - wrinkled skin, grey pubic hair. But I thought she was gorgeous. Her face got extremely red. She wasn't at all used to this kind of humiliation. She'd done everything in her long life to avoid it.

And now it was all coming back on her.

I suppose the longer it takes, the worse it is for you.

Sir left her hanging with the tentacles, then hung a pendant over her neck.

"Therese. Someone else will come for you soon. And when they do, they'll see how big the number on your pendent is. For every word you say while wearing it, they'll spank you twice."

"Fuck you!" she spat. Her pendent went up by two. She swore a few more times as Sir walked over to me, unchained me from the wall, and tied me back up.

As he led me away, I looked back at her and Tanya. I wish I could have seen them get all the spanks they were owed. But not today.