After being released from the pillory I was ordered to stand and clasp my hands behind my back and to silently wait for Mistress Jarvinia to fetch Darina, so that I might be led to the Place of Public Punishment.
I was made to stand there and look out at the fields and groves of trees for a considerable amount of time. Strangely, I did not care.
When Darina's hands came, they were methodical, crossing my wrists to wind around them band after band of stout cord, constantly crisscrossing and knotting into a complex of bindings I knew I could never untie. The final, vicious knot was tugged tight where my fingers could not reach and was a silent announcement of my helplessness and Darina's mastery over me.
The peasant girl's strong hands grabbed at me and forced me to turn around. When at last I was facing Darina, her thumbs and forefingers grasped at my vulnerable nipples and I whimpered when they were quite cruelly pinched.
"I'm taking you to the Place of Public Punishment, Princess," Darina said in a cruel tone of voice, "They know how to treat bad little girls like you there. They'll make certain that do penance for disappointing Lord Conrad and his well-behaved ponies."
Darina berated me while she forced me to walk in front of her through the forest. She repeatedly told me how I truly deserved to suffer at the hands of the common peasants in the village and how they would cruelly discipline me for my behavior.
It was frightening walking naked through the forest. The thick growth of trees made it difficult to see the path and there were sounds all around me, from the moaning of the wind in the trees to the rustle of small animals in the brush.
Things were constantly touching my naked skin; winged insects, tree branches, spider webs, leaves, brush, sometimes smacking quite painfully into my thighs or my defenseless breasts, I longed to use my hands to protect them, however they were helplessly bound behind me.
I attempted to walk carefully, barefoot and without hands it was difficult to keep my balance as the ground beneath my feet shifted and changed constantly, forcing me to readjust my footing. Stones, ground-hugging vines, thorns, branches and roots were all mighty challenges for a naked and barefoot slave-girl to negotiate. However when I would slow my pace overly much, Darina would smack my bare buttocks with a leather strap, urging me to make my through the forest at a much faster pace.
And making my poor buttocks sting was not enough for the cruel girl. As I walked through the forest, she abused me with her words as well.
""You are going to be opened up, Princess," Darina mocked as I was forced to walk in front of her. "I don't know why Mistress Jarvinia has neglected that tight passage between your buttocks for so long, however that oversight shall end today!"
Mistress Jarvinia had spanked my breasts and my buttocks, she had used paddles and leather straps cruelly on my bare skin, she had given me to sodomite women and made me use my mouth to lick at their moist pubic lips and suck at their swollen clitoris, however my anus had never once been abused by her.
And now, lamentably, my previously sacrosanct anus was finally to be violated as well. My eyes welled up with hot tears at the thought of it.
"To the left, girl! Left,"
the wretched girl admonished me when we entered the cobblestoned streets of the village. Rather than heading directly to the place of Public Punishment, she herded down a crowded street and to a shop that I had never seen before.
"Inside, Princess,"
Darina snapped at me when I hesitated outside the entrance and she struck at my already reddened, sore buttocks with her leather strap, hastening me forward.
Inside the shop, a shopkeeper, his wife and daughter gazed intently upon my breasts and my sex before taking note of the peasant girl who was driving me forward.
When the shopkeeper realized that it was in Darina's charge, he spoke to her with deference and complimented her on having such an attractive slave.
There was a brief exchange of and then the shopkeeper attempted to interest Darina in a variety of items he sold to strip away the freedom and dignity of naked slave-girls and boys.
There were painful clips to adorn a slave's nipples, chastity belts, paddles, leather cuffs, chains and other detestable items which all seemed to be designed to make a naked slave feel even more helpless.
However Darina had no interest in any of those items, instead inquiring about items that might be used to impale my anus and open it wider.
"Of course," the shopkeeper responded with a disheartening amount of enthusiasm. His daughter was sent to fetch items that might be used to penetrate my poor anus and I was ordered to bend over so that the shopkeepers wife might inspect the orifice that they wished to widen.
I was made to bend over a wooden chair and spread my legs very wide, giving the shopkeepers wife an unrivaled view of my bare buttocks and the tight furrow between them.
The daughter returned with a leather case and I trembled at the thought of being opened up by this woman. For reasons I could not explain, I dreaded to be impaled this way, however I was helpless to do anything to prevent it.
Apparently there was some sort of thick ointment of cream in that leather case, as I soon felt the wife's fingers pressing against my anus with a wet, cold substance coating them. I panted and made noises of distress as she stroked my anus with her oily fingers and prepared to stab her fingers into me.
"Shhhh...don't give in to panic little princess," the wife admonished me softly, "Relax your anus. Open up for my fingers. If you tense up, I will have to force you open, and that will hurt more."
The woman's voice was soothing and I attempted to abide by her instructions.
"That's it, lovely girl," the woman said, as I relaxed my anus and she was at last successful in sliding her slippery finger inside of me.
I found myself wanting to please this woman and I attempted to relax and open myself up as her finger probed inside of me. It still made me feel helpless and defiled to have my anus opened and invaded, however I desperately wanted this woman's approval, although I could not explain why I should feel this way.
"You're a mere child," the woman exclaimed as her finger twisted and squirmed around inside of me, "No one has ever claimed your anus before."
"That is precisely the problem," Darina claimed. "My mistress means to have her ravished and violated for the entertainment of a lord, however she is far too virginal."
Darina's words were harsh, however the wife's voice remained soft.
"We shall have to start her on one of the smaller phalluses," she proclaimed, and her finger was removed, however I soon felt her applying more cream and prying me open with her fingers before a phallus was slid into the passageway that her finger had so recently vacated. The phallus seemed so much larger than her finger, however the shopkeeper's wife spoke to me soothingly and assured me that I could manage it.
"She should be impaled on that every day for at least two weeks," the wife explained to Darina. "When she's sufficiently widened, you can mount her on this larger one."
Darina bought the phallus that I was impaled on as well as five larger phalluses. The largest one was very nearly as thick as my wrist and the thought of being impaled upon it frightened me even more than being impaled on Hansel's cock.
There was a metallic clatter of coins and then the fearsome devices belonged to Darina. I was certain that she would use them on me with cruel delight. I felt opened and far more vulnerable now and my anus seemed to throb around the foreign thing that had been thrust inside of me.
I was made to stand upright and the shopkeeper informed Darina that I could be managed easier if she were to purchase a collar and leash to lead me about. Darina thanked him for his advice, however declined to spend any more money in his shop.
When we were once again standing on the cobblestone street, Darina grabbed at the base of the phallus and pushed the shaft deeper inside of me. I gasped at the sudden feeling of being speared even deeper and Darina breathed into my ear, "If you should let this fall out, I shall be very disappointed and angry at you, Princess."
I nodded and replied, "Yes, Mistress," humiliated at having to use the honorific when speaking to a mere peasant girl.
Darina herded me to the Place of Public Punishment and I somehow felt even more naked and humiliated with the phallic device jutting obscenely from my anus. It marked me as somehow lower and more degraded than other slaves who were not thus impaled.
"This way, Princess," Darina commanded me, pointing to a row of pillories. For reasons I did not understand, the pillories were Darina's favorite part of the Place of Public Punishment, however when I reached that destination, every pillory was occupied by a naked slave. I had an unobstructed view of at least a dozen naked buttocks that had been paddled, strapped or whipped. Most of them belonged to princesses, however there was one sobbing prince whose naked buttocks and thighs had been severely reddened and even welted in spots.
Darina impatiently waited for a naked princess to be released from a pillory, so that I might be yoked into one, however it seemed as if none of their tormentors was in a hurry to release them from their humiliating captivity.
Finally, Darina ordered me to walk past the pillories and deeper into the crowds. As we walked past, I saw one unfortunate pilloried princess whose legs had been forced far apart and she was being tormented with a sadistic a hand between her widespread thighs. A cruel village girl stroked and teased the poor princess's sex, however the princess was never permitted to reach climax. The naked girl moaned distressing and her hips convulsed in a shameful manner, however her tormenter took no notice, driving the naked princess to feverish levels of libidinous passion and then leaving her in tears and sexual torment.
