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Perils of an Escaped Skyrim Slavegirl	By : KajiraGames Category: +A through F > Elder Scrolls - Skyrim Views: 41052 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Perils of an Escaped Skyrim Slavegirl

by KajiraGames
Part 8 - Torments in the Pillory
On the morning of Toya's first full day in Dragonsreach Prison, the blonde jail-mistress opened the cell door and put the bar-gag and wrist irons on her, securing her hands behind her back. "Follow me" she ordered, and led Toya into the corridor. She had told our heroine that her 'public humiliaton' would begin today, and Toya trembled as she walked along naked and bound.
There were several male guards to ogle at her. One of them delayed her procession by engaging the blonde in conversation about Belethor's store, all the time eyeing up Toya's boobies and shaved pubis. Another remarked to her "Still alive? Our Prison Mistress must be fond of you." Toya knew it was a joke. The blonde jailer had an old score to settle with Toya, and no doubt all the guards knew it.
Once they were in the sunlight outside the jail, her captor said "We're headed for the market-place. And no, you don't get any clothes. All your goods will be on display." Toya could only moan through the gag as they walked around the palace path.
The sun was warm on her boobs and butt after the chilly jail cell, but it was small comfort. "I'm going to love watching the people humiliate you" said the jailer. Another guard, a fellow Nord, joked "Staying out of trouble, kinsman?" and chuckled at her plight.
As they began descending the steps from the castle to the plaza, they met Ysolde the aspiring merchant. She offered Toya some rather belated advice: "Keep your wits about you. The Jarl of Whiterun is known for his temper." The Jarl had already sentenced Toya to three nights and two days under the 'care' of the cruel Prison Mistress.
Red-haired Ysolde followed them down the steps, but got tired of Toya being constantly in her way. She drew a long switch that was in her belt like a sword, and whipped the prisoner's back with it, twice. Toya yelled into her gag as Ysolde carried on past them with her flower-basket.
"Starting to understand things now?" asked the Mistress rhetorically. "That's how the citizens like to treat criminals." As they walked through the plaza with its dead tree, passers-by made remarks like "Shame on you" or "Good thing you got caught!"
As they passed the stairs to Jorrvaskr, Toya pulled in that direction, hoping that one of the Companions would see the situation she was in, and have her released somehow. But nobody was in sight, and the Jail-mistress pulled her back on course towards the market steps.
There were, naturally, more prying eyes at the market-place. A storekeeper's little daughter paused to stare at the nude prisoner, and Vignar the Redguard said smugly "I hope I get to whip you later".
"Don't worry" said her blonde supervisor, "When it's time to whip you, I'll be having that pleasure myself." They arrived at the pillories in the market square. The jailer pointed to one and said "That's right, get in that, so I can lock you in". Toya was bent over and secured with her head and hands through the wooden structure. Her shapely bare butt was sticking out towards the middle of the square and her heavy breasts hung downwards.
"This should be fun" said the blonde, and she began her public announcement. "Citizens! We have here a trespasser who broke into your neighbour's home. By order of the Jarl, her bare bottom is now yours to punish. Who wants to be first?" Toya struggled within the pillory in the vain hope she could slip out and run, but there was no chance.
Jon Battleborn stepped up first. As a relative of those whose house Toya had broken into, he was understood to have first priority. "How much?" he asked the jail-mistress. These entertainments paid all the costs of keeping the prisoners fed, and the guards' wages. "That'll be sixty-six gold. Do what you want" replied the blonde.
"How can I argue with that?" grinned Jon, as people from all around the market-place hurried forward to watch the show - especially men. He began stroking and squeezing the helpless prisoner's ass. "Just feel the goods" said the Mistress, "She can take a lot of punishment." Jon felt Toya's smooth white butt for several minutes, while she protested and moaned uselessly.
The pitch of her protests increased when he slid his hand between her legs and started feeling up her pussy. Clearly there was no part of her naked body that wasn't available to the Whiterun citizens for their amusement. "I have to admit, this is more fun than I thought it would be", said Jon.
It was accepted that any citizen-tormentor could indulge his or her particular tastes on a prisoner, and Jon liked the taste of pussy. Toya growled in outrage as he knelt down and stuck his tongue into her most private place and started licking. In this forced situation, from a stranger, it felt icky. The assembled crowd laughed and applauded.
Nevertheless, it didn't look like to the prison Mistress like it was sufficiently distressing for the nude victim. After a while she said "All right citizen, you're supposed to be punishing her, not pleasuring her." Jon stood up and started slapping Toya's bare ass instead. A fresh round of applause was given.
After a dozen or so spanks, Jon molested the prisoner's twat for a while, then went back to spanking, only harder. Toya squealed, gasped, moaned and groaned. Was this what she had escaped from slavery for? It seemed she was no better off than if she had been sold. When Jon finished there was more applause, then the crowd broke up. But from time to time, others would walk up and treat her similarly.
In the late afternoon, a guard came by on his rounds. Guards didn't have to pay to molest felons in the pillory - it was a perk of the job. "I'm going to have some fun with the prisoner" he said to the Mistress. "Sure, do what you want" she said. Again, the townspeople (many of them jealous that they couldn't afford the fee civilians had to pay) ran to observe the spectacle.
The guard had a good long feel of the goods on display, first the slightly reddened ass-cheeks, then her helpless vulva. After that, he moved on to light spanks of the cute butt offered him. "Surely you can spank her harder than that, soldier" said the blonde jailer. Of course, the guard couldn't be thought weak in front of all those people, so he started slapping much harder.
Toya ouched and whimpered under the heavy spanking. It stung like crazy, and the people clapping added a load of embarassment into the mix. The guard paused her punishment only to push two fingers into her pussy and wriggle them around. There was not a thing Toya could do about it.
At sunset, the blonde Mistress released Toya from the pillory. "Let's get you locked up" she said. The gag and wrist irons were re-applied and Toya was once again marched naked and bound through the streets. She was grateful to straighten her back at last, but her misery deepened when her captor reminded her "You get to spend two more nights with me."
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This entire story can be seen and heard as a movie. I made it with Sexlab submission and prison mods and put it on xhamster. _Everything_ in this tale is in the fully-voiced videos, narrated by Toya the slavegirl. The link is on my profile page.
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