Second story of the Medieval Fair, although it is a prequel to the first story. This story has two parts.
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The Medieval Fair - The Inauguration
I don't know if the rest of my classmates feel the same way as I do, but my nervousness increases as soon as I see the castle on the horizon that crowns the Medieval Fairgrounds. Not only does my nervousness increase, but also my excitement. Although the castle, brought stone by stone from Europe, is the only thing that can be seen from the outside of the Fair, due to the dome that covers it, the whole group knows what awaits us inside.
Just a couple of months ago, we all had a great disappointment, when due to the economic problems that our small university school has been suffering, the usual visit to the Slave Expo was suspended.
For several days, the male students went on strike, very angry for missing one of the most anticipated events of the year, where they could have given free rein to their fantasies and in some cases have ended up with a slave girl in property.
Even most of us female students supported the boys and pushed for the school management to find ways to make the trip happen, regardless of the fact that some of us might end up with a slave collar.
So, when we were informed a week ago that a hundred students, those with the best grades, would be visiting the new medieval-themed fair, which was being held for the first time in the state, we all felt a great sense of joy.
The day began with several surprises, the first when before boarding the buses, the teachers who were going to accompany us on the visit gave us some bags with clothes to change, the second surprise was to find in addition to the two buses initially planned, a third bus that only girls got on, all of them students with low grades and with many lack of discipline.
When we started the trip, the teachers informed us that we were going to be one of the first schools to visit the Medieval Fair, and therefore to enjoy the shows and stages designed for the public.
At the entrance of the dome, the nervousness and excitement grow among the whole group, the boys do not stop talking about how they are going to fuck some of the slave girls placed in the public pillories of which speaks the publicity to which we have had access. In addition to the girls' excitement and nervousness, fear begins to grow, because, as in the Slaves Expo, we run the risk of being enslaved in many different ways.
We do not know too much about how the Medieval Fair works, although we do know that there are important differences between the two events, while at the Expo we cannot enter alone until we are twenty-one years old, having to be accompanied by a man who is responsible for us, and once inside he can fuck us and sell us as slave girls if he wants, here at the Medieval Fair having turned eighteen is enough to gain access to its interior.
The whole group is dressed as peasants, the boys with dark pants, white shirts and brown vests, made of linen and leather, the girls wear cotton skirts to the knees and silk and cotton blouses, which allow everyone to see our breasts perfectly, as we had to take off our bras at the insistence of the teachers that this garment did not exist in the Middle Ages.
The group is accompanied by seven teachers from the school, including Mr. Andrew, the school Rector, he and another teacher are dressed as monks, Miss Paige as a peasant like us, and the other four teachers are dressed as soldiers.
As we get in line, I stand next to my friend Kate and smiling we begin to look more closely at the clothes worn by the people around us.
We see a group of four young women dressed in armor tight to their bodies, showing off their curves, their skirts barely covering their legs showing them off completely. We both smile at the sight of several girls dressed as if they were forest elves in green outfits. Although what catches our attention the most is a couple of girls one white and one colored, the white girl wears a black leather outfit with a hood and the black girl a piece of leather covering her torso, leaving the rest of her skin in sight.
"Attention boys and girls;" exclaims Mr. Andrew. "Listen up, for the first two hours we will be taking a group guided tour of the Fair, then you can spend the rest of the day doing whatever you want;" he tells us.
"A warning especially for the girls;" comments another of the teachers, "Don't take off the identification we are giving you, you will be able to access most of the attractions without the risk of ending up enslaved."
Half an hour after the tour started, we approach a kind of military camp, as soon as we get there Kate and I let out a scream at what we see: two of the four girls we saw in armor are being fucked by half a dozen soldiers, the armor lying on the ground ripped off their bodies and replaced by slave collars.
The other two girls are fighting with two more soldiers each, looking away from time to time at an hourglass placed at the edge of the fighting area. The sand seems to be running out and the two girls look at each other smiling, suddenly one of them slips and falls to the ground, before she can get up one of the soldiers has snatched her sword and closed a necklace around her neck.
The other girl now facing three soldiers is soon defeated and suffers the same fate as her companion, and moments later the two see their armor ripped off and their pussies raped by the soldiers' cocks.
"I don't know if any of you visited the Slave Expo two months ago on your own;" Mr. Andrew comments to us, turning his gaze to the group of us girls. "But as is the case there, here too there are games that the girls can participate in, if they win, they get significant rewards, if they lose you all see what happens."
"Here there is another difference with the Expo, the costumes they wear mark the buildings and scenarios where they can access and the things they can do, although now as part of the guided tour we will be able to access practically everywhere, but once the tour is over, they will have to be very careful where they go and what they do;" he explains to us. "I'm sure several of you will end up with a slave collar around your neck."
The next two hours turn out to be very boring for the guys, they were all hoping to be able to fuck some of the slave girls we see in the different areas we access, but they are not allowed anywhere near them. For the girls everything we see is quite disturbing, in those two hours we see about two dozen girls participate in the various games, and all end up losing, with the collar closed around his neck and being fucked by one or more boys, giving the impression that everything around us seems designed for any girl to end up becoming a slave girl.
As a final point of the guided tour we headed to the main square, located at the foot of the street leading to the castle. The square is full of wooden pillories as we have seen in advertising, although all of them are empty, in the center there is a large wooden platform with several men on top.
We are all silent waiting for Mr. Andrew to say something, but he seems to be waiting for something, looking at his wristwatch, an object that does not fit in the fair and that all the students were forbidden to wear.
Mr. Andrew stops looking at his watch just as the church bells in the square begin to ring, striking twelve noon, causing the square to begin to fill with people.
"Before each of you go your separate ways, I have one last thing to explain," Mr. Andrew says. "Starting at twelve o'clock and every hour, there will be a slave girl auction where the young girls who have ended up as slave girls will be sold. The last auction will be at ten o'clock at night at the foot of the castle, marking the beginning of a party that will last all night. Obviously as the tour concludes at eight o'clock, none of you will be able to attend the party, the only way you can attend is if you end up as slave girls;" he points out looking back at the girls.
"Finally, I'm sure you've all wondered how after having to cancel the trip to the Slave Expo due to financial problems, the school has been able to fund the trip to the Medieval Faire;" he tells us, watching as several of the students shake their heads in the affirmative.
"I believe you have all seen the third bus that left the school this morning, on which some of your lowest-graded classmates were traveling. They are the ones who have enabled us to fund not only the field trip, but several renovations to the school's facilities."
As Mr. Andrew continues to speak, several fairground guards appear leading half a hundred naked young women. Most of us girls in the group let out a gasp as we recognize our former classmates, all with a necklace around their necks, their nipples and clitorises ringed and barcodes etched into their shaved pubes.
"The school has signed an agreement with the Medieval Fair;" Mr. Andrew tells us. "From now on, every year, on the first day of the fair the fifty students with the worst grades or the most lack of discipline will be sold into slavery."
Kate and I look at each other knowing what that means, we are not too concerned, we are both straight A students, but for example, Fani and Elisa, two of our best friends are among the young girls being subjected to the pillories.
"What are you waiting for?" yells Mr. Andrew to the boys. "Your companions will be in the pillory until the next auction, they will be grateful that you are the ones to fuck them for the first time. I am sure that tomorrow some of them will return to school as slave girls."
Some of the guys don't wait for Mr. Andrew to finish talking to approach some of their former partners and start fucking them, the rest of them run away as soon as he finishes.
As if organized, of which I have no doubt, there are fifty guys for fifty slave girls, although at first there are some small arguments because some guys want to fuck the same slave girl, it doesn't take long for them to get organized, and in a couple of minutes fifty new slave girls are screaming as many of them get fucked for the first time.
As I look at the auction platform I see how at that very moment, the four girls we saw dressed as soldiers upon arrival and then being fucked after losing the game are brought up for sale. Their bodies have been washed, and their hair combed, their skin glistening from the oils with which they have been smeared, the four of them moving obscenely, fondling themselves, spreading their legs, showing off their pussies, displaying themselves to the buyers, as if eager to be bought and fucked again.
As the rest of the girls begin to go their separate ways, Kate and I are left watching the auction of the four girls, all of them being bought by one of the brothels at the fair itself, causing the two of us to look at each other wondering what will become of them when the Fair closes at the end of the month.
