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INTERACTIVE Outlander story Claire Fraser at the mercy of the french King Louis XV
Peter_the_giant
Magistrate
C!
StarbuckSlut
Magistrate
C!!!
Loinclothslave
slave to the whip
C please, she deserves nothing less
StarbuckSlut
Magistrate
Please no...i mean i know the forum is crux forums but since joining i have found crucifixtion dare i say it...boring. I guess your all gonna crucify me now
Loinclothslave
slave to the whip
So much diversity on this site, we’re not only about crucifixion, I agree.Please no...i mean i know the forum is crux forums but since joining i have found crucifixtion dare i say it...boring. I guess your all gonna crucify me now
Given we’re in the BDSM section, plus the trend of The story so far, crucifixion doesn’t seem inevitable at all. I’m happy with whatever @fumetto wants to take this, but I also don’t necessarily feel a crucifixion is in the end game this time.
fumetto
Governor
Thank you for the lively participation in our little story. To be honest, crucifixion and in particular snuff or mutilation is not my thing at all, of course I try to respond to the various fantasies, but it should also be fun for me. A large majority have decided on C, but I will also include A and possibly a little bit of B. When Claire has recovered somewhat from the hours of martyrdom, it would be interesting if Gotha, who also seems to be a time traveller, had a short conversation with her. What could the two of them chat about? The story, which started in April 2021, will be finished in the next few weeks, when the new Outlander season 6 will soon be on TV. I still ask for active participation, the best is yet to come.
No need for mutilation, that’s not been part of the story so far, and I personally don’t think it would be appropriate now. All good things must come to an end, though, some to be condemned and sentenced to be executed (in some dreadful and humiliating manner) would be a good conclusion (and perhaps a rousing last minute rescue or reprieve just when things are at their darkest?).
fumetto
Governor
Nice idea but the ending will be a little bit different, but bringing Master Raymond into the story sounds interresting, thanks for that, I am always open for new ideas.
StarbuckSlut
Magistrate
Active participation but yet when we voted for C...you deny your voters.
Democracy is dead it seems...
fumetto
Governor
But no, of course I go by the audience. The majority has chosen C, so C will also come as a scenario C: VAUXHALL AND SAN GERMAIN ARE OBSESSED WITH CLAIRE AND WANT TO SEE HER SLOW AND QUALIFIED DEATH IN FRONT OF PUBLIC; EXECUTED BY THE PATER OF INQUISITION MONTOJA. This will happen, but how and by what circumstances this will come to pass, and how the story will ultimately end, I will think of something. But it will definitely come C with this high voter turnout, cause this election was not rigged.Active participation but yet when we voted for C...you deny your voters.
Democracy is dead it seems...
StarbuckSlut
Magistrate
There has never been a show or character more fitting to be sexualy executed than claire randall. She acts so prim and proper but she loves the attention a snuff slut for sure.But no, of course I go by the audience. The majority has chosen C, so C will also come as a scenario C: VAUXHALL AND SAN GERMAIN ARE OBSESSED WITH CLAIRE AND WANT TO SEE HER SLOW AND QUALIFIED DEATH IN FRONT OF PUBLIC; EXECUTED BY THE PATER OF INQUISITION MONTOJA. This will happen, but how and by what circumstances this will come to pass, and how the story will ultimately end, I will think of something. But it will definitely come C with this high voter turnout, cause this election was not rigged.
fumetto
Governor
THE AUDIENCE HAS DECIDED FOR C
Part 1
Several days passed, Claire was tended to by the de Sade maids, and her wounds and scrapes were healed in the best possible way and in a relatively short time, there were no more welts from Vauxhall's lashes on Claire's spotless body, only a few minor bruises were still visible. When Claire had recovered, the guards took her to one of the many cellars in the castle. Pierre and the other servants were instructed to leave the young woman alone, Vauxhall, San Germain and the other gentlemen had other plans for Claire. One evening Claire heard a metallic scraping on the bars of her cell, heedless of her nakedness she got up and strode towards her cell door. She caught sight of von Gotha, the artist who had captured her numerous humiliations on picture and who, like her, must be from the future.
"Now Madame are you familiar with the name Winston Churchill?" the artist repeated his question from days gone by.
Claire replied "Yes of course, he was Prime Minister of Britain for years, but that was in 1945 until he was voted out". "
Well and in 1951 the bastard was re-elected, now at least I know the time you are from" the artist replied
Claire asked confusedly from which period von Gotha came and what he was doing at that time.
He replied snappishly, "From 1970, I studied at art schools for years, but with my kind of art I was decades ahead of humanity, no one wanted to see my works, the critics thought they were too sadistic and pornographic.
Claire tried not to upset von Gotha but calmly replied "Well, your paintings are pornography, even in 1970 probably".
Von Gotha became a little indignant" And that's exactly the reason why nothing holds me in the 20th century anymore, the women are clearly too cheeky, I prefer France like now, where the females are given their place, which they have felt in their own bodies in the last few days, haven't they?
Claire remembered her mass rape, in which the time traveller had also participated, even if only in a very passive way.
The artist's face took on a frightening grimace through his laughter, Claire tried to ignore this and spoke calmly to von Gotha" Please help me, you are also a 20th century human being, help me to escape and I will duly compensate you, I want to return to my century, please help me".
Von Gotha turned the picture frame he had dragged to the cell and gleefully showed it to the imprisoned woman " At the sight of the so-called artwork, Claire was utterly shocked, the picture showed herself in chains, helplessly forced into oral sex by three black men, one holding a branding iron before her breasts.
"This, this is perversely disgusting, what kind of sick mind would think of something like this?" stammered Claire, intimidated.
Von Gotha shouted loudly at the woman " This is your future Madame, the reason why I feel so comfortable in this time and especially in this place is the fact that there are no limits to my imagination here, under the protection of the Marquise I have seen women slowly tortured to death with whips and branding irons, a spectacle that in our century would mean the death penalty or institutionalisation, but here under the protection of the aristocracy I can live out my fantasies as never before, and you will help me capture my fantasies on canvas."
Claire didn't know what hit her at first, then it burst out of her "you perverted impotent bastard, go to hell, but just tell me how you got to this time."
Gotha replied, "That's an interesting question, after being refused another exhibition of my work I was going to commit suicide in a park in Paris, after watching a film called The Dissolute Life of the Marquise de Sade, starring the same actor who starred in 2001 A Space Odyssey. Oh sorry, I forgot, they're from the 1940s, they can't know that people have flown to the moon, they're making films about it now. I digress, as I put the gun to my head I heard a loud buzzing from a nearby stone monument, I climbed over a barrier, touched the stone and suddenly landed in the 18th century, right in the middle of one of the Marquise's properties.
He immediately wanted to have me torn to pieces by his dogs, but thanks to my great powers of persuasion and my artistic abilities, he put me in his service and now, how shall I put it, we are fertilising each other".
Claire had calmed down to some extent and asked almost pleadingly: "What are you going to do with me now?
Gotha replied with a smile and pointed to the painting again " Oh the Marquise and his friends are big fans of so-called erotic theatre performances, you will probably play the leading role with all kinds of black servants, although I have to agree with you, I would no longer call this erotic but heavily pornographic, but de Sade's performances are already legendary. The theatre stories are about robberies, pirates, or even slave markets, but the female protagonists in these performances are not robbed of anything precious except their innocence, if you know what I mean, the little Mary you met was practically a permanent member of the ensemble, now you will take her place a little."
Claire came within a hair's breadth of fainting at these words, completely distraught she took a seat on the cot and tried to escape this place, at least in her mind.
The artist leaned the picture against the wall "Pierre will hang this picture up tomorrow so that you will always have a nice view of it and can prepare yourself sufficiently for your forthcoming martyrdom, by the way, I have heard that the French king himself is to appear at your first theatre performance, so you are making a good impression, once again the good Louise will not act so generously".
Claire only managed a short "fuck you" before the artist said goodbye with "No you will be fucked Madame, and countless times"!
Claire spent most of the next few days alone in her cell, but one night she was visited by the already slightly drunk Poldark and the not-so-sober San Germain.
Fortunately for Claire, both were so full of alcohol that they only made use of Claire's oral abilities, this time she was spared anal or vaginal penetration. Nevertheless, the two perverts lived out their wildest fantasies, so they put the young woman in chains and forced her to satisfy them with her mouth and breasts according to all the rules of the art.
Laughing, the two ruffians left the prison cell after only a short time and joined the rest of the guests who were busily celebrating in the magnificent men's salon. Mary and Justine had to be at the disposal of these beasts again, for poor Claire there was a short recovery phase.
But this didn't last long either, de Sade had once again called one of his special celebrations, Claire and young Justine were to be the female performers in a perverted theatre play. Both women were to be attacked and abused by a gang of runaway slaves, the role allocation was quite simple Claire and Justine as the victims of six of de Sade's best equipped black servants. Justine whispered quietly to Claire to go along with everything, otherwise it would get much worse. The two women had to put on their assigned clothing, and then stood side by side as they were ordered to the audience. One of the coloured servants sneaked up behind Justine, apparently trying to be funny with his monkey-like sounds, which were met with raucous laughter from the audience. To loud cheers from the audience, the young women were grabbed by the coloured men and forcibly undressed.
The men's muscular, dark bodies sweated profusely under the light of the numerous light sources Finally, one of the coloureds slid over Claire's shapely body, got a firm grip on her slippery waist and bent down to whisper in her ear, "I'm gonna fuck you.... little white bitch...!"
Claire shuddered in anxious anticipation, the black man's well-hung brown sex tool slapping her face like a baton, slapping her cheek and then sliding over her luscious white breasts. His throbbing brown cock twitched and jerked as he guided it between her soft white thighs. The black man and Claire began to move in wild harmony, dark flesh on white, as if they had rehearsed this act for the pleasure of the audience. The coloured man's bulging biceps rippled as he held the slippery naked white girl beneath him and fucked in and out of her wetly clasping cunt with brutal force. His heavy brown balls slapped wetly against her oiled white buttocks, and Claire's tight little pink pussy rolled inwards with each violent thrust.
Each time he withdrew to the tip of his lustily swollen cock, the delicate coral red pussy lips nestled lovingly against the thick brown shaft. Claire's gaze briefly turned to Justine, who was in no better situation thanks to the other three coloureds, the only difference being that she had been through that ordeal countless times before and had virtually surrendered to her fate. The guests in the audience went crazy, shouting obscenities in French and goading the coloureds to take the young women in the ass. They held their breath as the leader of the groups held his thick, twitching brown cock in one hand and guided it up and in to thrust against poor Claire's tightly clenched little anus.
Multiple oral and vaginal rapes followed, often three on Claire and three on Justine at the same time, the audience going wild with excitement and cheering the blacks on again and again.
Then at a wink from San Germain, four of the men turned their attention to Claire. The young Englishwoman was now alone at the mercy of the four hulking men, some spectators from the audience demanded that Claire satisfy herself, reluctantly the young woman obeyed as Rufus again whispered something in her ear. Claire tried to put herself in a trance while being penetrated by two hulking guys at the same time, a light slap in the face snapped her out of her mental escape, Rufus the leader of the group clenched Claire's chin with the words " Hey white lady you are supposed to scream, and moan, did no one told you that, the audience wants it that way, when Claire refused it, Rufus most brutally squeezed one of her nipples. "Alright then, I'll make you scream like this, I'll pull your tits until you scream your throat out, got it?" Claire reluctantly joined in a moan which mixed with Justine's wailing and led to great joy in the audience, Rufus relieved the pressure on Claire's nipples with the gloating words "There you go". Again and again Justine and Claire had to change positions, the men kept taking turns and the audience seemed satisfied. As time went by, the majority of the rapists turned more and more towards Claire, Justine was only anally penetrated by one of the men, while poor Claire had to give herself to the majority of the men.
At the climax of the spectacle, the coloured men squirted their sperm on their captives, but penetrated them again and again with a wide variety of methods, but once again Claire and Justine had to prove their oral skills to a drooling audience.
The men beat their hard cocks on every part of their victims' bodies, especially on their faces and breasts, but there were no blows with their fists, as de Sade had given strict instructions in this regard, so at least the two women were spared the more severe pain. Although this was not done out of humanity, the Marquise simply did not want to damage his goods. After this almost two-hour ordeal, Claire was taken back to her cell after a short cleaning by the servants.
End of part one, the next parts will follow
Part 1
Several days passed, Claire was tended to by the de Sade maids, and her wounds and scrapes were healed in the best possible way and in a relatively short time, there were no more welts from Vauxhall's lashes on Claire's spotless body, only a few minor bruises were still visible. When Claire had recovered, the guards took her to one of the many cellars in the castle. Pierre and the other servants were instructed to leave the young woman alone, Vauxhall, San Germain and the other gentlemen had other plans for Claire. One evening Claire heard a metallic scraping on the bars of her cell, heedless of her nakedness she got up and strode towards her cell door. She caught sight of von Gotha, the artist who had captured her numerous humiliations on picture and who, like her, must be from the future.
"Now Madame are you familiar with the name Winston Churchill?" the artist repeated his question from days gone by.
Claire replied "Yes of course, he was Prime Minister of Britain for years, but that was in 1945 until he was voted out". "
Well and in 1951 the bastard was re-elected, now at least I know the time you are from" the artist replied
Claire asked confusedly from which period von Gotha came and what he was doing at that time.
He replied snappishly, "From 1970, I studied at art schools for years, but with my kind of art I was decades ahead of humanity, no one wanted to see my works, the critics thought they were too sadistic and pornographic.
Claire tried not to upset von Gotha but calmly replied "Well, your paintings are pornography, even in 1970 probably".
Von Gotha became a little indignant" And that's exactly the reason why nothing holds me in the 20th century anymore, the women are clearly too cheeky, I prefer France like now, where the females are given their place, which they have felt in their own bodies in the last few days, haven't they?
Claire remembered her mass rape, in which the time traveller had also participated, even if only in a very passive way.
The artist's face took on a frightening grimace through his laughter, Claire tried to ignore this and spoke calmly to von Gotha" Please help me, you are also a 20th century human being, help me to escape and I will duly compensate you, I want to return to my century, please help me".
Von Gotha turned the picture frame he had dragged to the cell and gleefully showed it to the imprisoned woman " At the sight of the so-called artwork, Claire was utterly shocked, the picture showed herself in chains, helplessly forced into oral sex by three black men, one holding a branding iron before her breasts.
"This, this is perversely disgusting, what kind of sick mind would think of something like this?" stammered Claire, intimidated.
Von Gotha shouted loudly at the woman " This is your future Madame, the reason why I feel so comfortable in this time and especially in this place is the fact that there are no limits to my imagination here, under the protection of the Marquise I have seen women slowly tortured to death with whips and branding irons, a spectacle that in our century would mean the death penalty or institutionalisation, but here under the protection of the aristocracy I can live out my fantasies as never before, and you will help me capture my fantasies on canvas."
Claire didn't know what hit her at first, then it burst out of her "you perverted impotent bastard, go to hell, but just tell me how you got to this time."
Gotha replied, "That's an interesting question, after being refused another exhibition of my work I was going to commit suicide in a park in Paris, after watching a film called The Dissolute Life of the Marquise de Sade, starring the same actor who starred in 2001 A Space Odyssey. Oh sorry, I forgot, they're from the 1940s, they can't know that people have flown to the moon, they're making films about it now. I digress, as I put the gun to my head I heard a loud buzzing from a nearby stone monument, I climbed over a barrier, touched the stone and suddenly landed in the 18th century, right in the middle of one of the Marquise's properties.
He immediately wanted to have me torn to pieces by his dogs, but thanks to my great powers of persuasion and my artistic abilities, he put me in his service and now, how shall I put it, we are fertilising each other".
Claire had calmed down to some extent and asked almost pleadingly: "What are you going to do with me now?
Gotha replied with a smile and pointed to the painting again " Oh the Marquise and his friends are big fans of so-called erotic theatre performances, you will probably play the leading role with all kinds of black servants, although I have to agree with you, I would no longer call this erotic but heavily pornographic, but de Sade's performances are already legendary. The theatre stories are about robberies, pirates, or even slave markets, but the female protagonists in these performances are not robbed of anything precious except their innocence, if you know what I mean, the little Mary you met was practically a permanent member of the ensemble, now you will take her place a little."
Claire came within a hair's breadth of fainting at these words, completely distraught she took a seat on the cot and tried to escape this place, at least in her mind.
The artist leaned the picture against the wall "Pierre will hang this picture up tomorrow so that you will always have a nice view of it and can prepare yourself sufficiently for your forthcoming martyrdom, by the way, I have heard that the French king himself is to appear at your first theatre performance, so you are making a good impression, once again the good Louise will not act so generously".
Claire only managed a short "fuck you" before the artist said goodbye with "No you will be fucked Madame, and countless times"!
Claire spent most of the next few days alone in her cell, but one night she was visited by the already slightly drunk Poldark and the not-so-sober San Germain.
Fortunately for Claire, both were so full of alcohol that they only made use of Claire's oral abilities, this time she was spared anal or vaginal penetration. Nevertheless, the two perverts lived out their wildest fantasies, so they put the young woman in chains and forced her to satisfy them with her mouth and breasts according to all the rules of the art.
Laughing, the two ruffians left the prison cell after only a short time and joined the rest of the guests who were busily celebrating in the magnificent men's salon. Mary and Justine had to be at the disposal of these beasts again, for poor Claire there was a short recovery phase.
But this didn't last long either, de Sade had once again called one of his special celebrations, Claire and young Justine were to be the female performers in a perverted theatre play. Both women were to be attacked and abused by a gang of runaway slaves, the role allocation was quite simple Claire and Justine as the victims of six of de Sade's best equipped black servants. Justine whispered quietly to Claire to go along with everything, otherwise it would get much worse. The two women had to put on their assigned clothing, and then stood side by side as they were ordered to the audience. One of the coloured servants sneaked up behind Justine, apparently trying to be funny with his monkey-like sounds, which were met with raucous laughter from the audience. To loud cheers from the audience, the young women were grabbed by the coloured men and forcibly undressed.
The men's muscular, dark bodies sweated profusely under the light of the numerous light sources Finally, one of the coloureds slid over Claire's shapely body, got a firm grip on her slippery waist and bent down to whisper in her ear, "I'm gonna fuck you.... little white bitch...!"
Claire shuddered in anxious anticipation, the black man's well-hung brown sex tool slapping her face like a baton, slapping her cheek and then sliding over her luscious white breasts. His throbbing brown cock twitched and jerked as he guided it between her soft white thighs. The black man and Claire began to move in wild harmony, dark flesh on white, as if they had rehearsed this act for the pleasure of the audience. The coloured man's bulging biceps rippled as he held the slippery naked white girl beneath him and fucked in and out of her wetly clasping cunt with brutal force. His heavy brown balls slapped wetly against her oiled white buttocks, and Claire's tight little pink pussy rolled inwards with each violent thrust.
Each time he withdrew to the tip of his lustily swollen cock, the delicate coral red pussy lips nestled lovingly against the thick brown shaft. Claire's gaze briefly turned to Justine, who was in no better situation thanks to the other three coloureds, the only difference being that she had been through that ordeal countless times before and had virtually surrendered to her fate. The guests in the audience went crazy, shouting obscenities in French and goading the coloureds to take the young women in the ass. They held their breath as the leader of the groups held his thick, twitching brown cock in one hand and guided it up and in to thrust against poor Claire's tightly clenched little anus.
Multiple oral and vaginal rapes followed, often three on Claire and three on Justine at the same time, the audience going wild with excitement and cheering the blacks on again and again.
Then at a wink from San Germain, four of the men turned their attention to Claire. The young Englishwoman was now alone at the mercy of the four hulking men, some spectators from the audience demanded that Claire satisfy herself, reluctantly the young woman obeyed as Rufus again whispered something in her ear. Claire tried to put herself in a trance while being penetrated by two hulking guys at the same time, a light slap in the face snapped her out of her mental escape, Rufus the leader of the group clenched Claire's chin with the words " Hey white lady you are supposed to scream, and moan, did no one told you that, the audience wants it that way, when Claire refused it, Rufus most brutally squeezed one of her nipples. "Alright then, I'll make you scream like this, I'll pull your tits until you scream your throat out, got it?" Claire reluctantly joined in a moan which mixed with Justine's wailing and led to great joy in the audience, Rufus relieved the pressure on Claire's nipples with the gloating words "There you go". Again and again Justine and Claire had to change positions, the men kept taking turns and the audience seemed satisfied. As time went by, the majority of the rapists turned more and more towards Claire, Justine was only anally penetrated by one of the men, while poor Claire had to give herself to the majority of the men.
At the climax of the spectacle, the coloured men squirted their sperm on their captives, but penetrated them again and again with a wide variety of methods, but once again Claire and Justine had to prove their oral skills to a drooling audience.
The men beat their hard cocks on every part of their victims' bodies, especially on their faces and breasts, but there were no blows with their fists, as de Sade had given strict instructions in this regard, so at least the two women were spared the more severe pain. Although this was not done out of humanity, the Marquise simply did not want to damage his goods. After this almost two-hour ordeal, Claire was taken back to her cell after a short cleaning by the servants.
End of part one, the next parts will follow
fumetto
Governor
Die deutsche Variante gibt es wie üblich hier zu sehen, ich danke mal wieder für die Mitarbeit.
fumetto
Governor
Our little Outlander story is slowly coming to an end. Now that Claire has become de Sade's new favourite protagonist in his kinky and perverse theatre performances, the shows are getting more and more elaborate. The English prisoner also has to learn lines for her upcoming performances in front of a drooling audience. What will the sadistic Marquise and his perverted journeyman from Gotha have thought up for the poor Englishwoman this time? The solution will follow shortly.
fumetto
Governor
After two days the young Englishwoman was again taken out of her dungeon, after a thorough cleaning of Claire the servants handed her some clothes to wear for the performance, after Claire was finally no longer completely naked de Sade, Vauxhall and San Germain appeared. Vauxhall opened the conversation as usual" Well Madame I hope you were able to recover a little from the strains of the past days, today is the day you will bring me and my friends sous for sous again, von Gotha has already told you about our little theatre performances, each of the visitors pays a small fortune for it, so our investment has already paid off". Oh my dear Marquise, as quasi owners of these premises, we will of course pay you accordingly, and thanks to our special guest of her Majesty, tonight will be all the more worthwhile, especially when our dearest Regent will pay his respects to Madame Fraser once more" De Sade replied somewhat disappointedly "My dear Count, At times I regret that I did not keep Madame Fraser, but some remuneration will alleviate my grief somewhat" Laughing, the men rushed past Claire and moved towards the castle hall. .
Two servants grabbed the young woman and dragged her into the great hall as well, there was a carriage set up, some workers cursed "Can't the gentlemen think of easier rape scenarios, then we wouldn't always have to take these things apart and put them back together, or at least make the double doors bigger"
Some honourable guests had already taken their seats in the hall, a greasy servant, powdered beyond recognition, pressed a sheet of paper into Claire's hand: "Here's your text, but according to the scenario you probably don't have much to say anyway, you do exactly what the monsigneurs tell you to do, if you have to defend yourself it's written in red at the bottom of the text, can you read French at all"?
Claire nodded wordlessly, the servant laughed briefly, "Mute probably, well if they take you here you're supposed to scream, it turns the audience on quite a bit, if you fail the audience completely you're dog food, the French king is coming today, there's a lot of money in it, if you disgrace the Marquise he'll have you strung up by your tits, understand?"
The young woman- replied curtly just "Oui".
The servant pinched Claire's bottom briefly and turned back to the carriage. Claire hoped to finally wake up from this nightmare, the first few passages of the text showed only petty conversation, but the next few paragraphs revealed the climax of this macabre play, a brutal gang rape by bandits.
Claire thought she recognised the protagonists who were supposed to be the robbers, their attire seemed almost ridiculous in parts, no robber would probably travel in such fine silks and only the pistols and sword dummies seemed almost embarrassing, suddenly she recognised one of the robbers as that of a nobleman who had been sitting in the audience during their previous humiliation, apparently this time the man wanted to be actively involved in the action, and for a truly high price. The man noticed Claire, smiled kindly at her only to put the barrel of the dummy pistol in his mouth and run up and down in it, disgusted the young woman turned away from the pervert, a hand gripped her hip, it was de Sade who brought her to the male protagonists of the play.
Seemingly like a 20th century director, the Marquise explained point by point how this was to be done, with each successive narrative an uneasiness was building in Claire, but if she fell out of her role she would face a cruel punishment. De Sade set precise guidelines and required his actors to follow them " Monsigneurs important in this play is also the proper presentation of our female victim to the audience, when you force her to her knees and ask her to perform oral sex take care not to cover her pretty face, no blows to the face mind you, there must be no failure in the double penetration that follows, I also ask for maximum effort when you cum on Madame's shapely body, several bowls of egg white are provided to be able to distribute enough sperm on Madame's body. Baron de Rey has paid a large sum of money to actively participate in this play, it is an honour for us Baron de Rey, but I still ask you not to change the course of the play.
For the end, when Lady's rescuer appears, it would be important for me that all the protagonists remove themselves, Your Majesty then wishes to be able to deal with his assassin alone. You Madame Fraser, remember your lines, when the king rescues you, you do everything as described in the text, one single deviation and I will have you fed to the dogs, understood" Claire nodded submissively, not daring to look the Marquise in the face. According to the script the men would kidnap Claire from the carriage, then rape her and finally she would be rescued by a hero aka King Louise, but then after believing she had been rescued he would also immediately abuse her, Claire just wondered which sick mind would come up with this play and then a name "von Gotha" came to her mind.
Finally Claire was seated in the carriage opposite the nobleman who had previously made such despicable gestures to her, there was an oppressive silence in the hall only partially interrupted by Claire's brief conversation with Baron de Rey, one of the servants imitated a galloping sound, suddenly a shot was fired, the coachman threw himself somewhat clumsily from the carriage which led to loud laughter in the audience. But then it became serious, several men surrounded the carriage and dragged Claire into the open. The baron turned out to be the head of the gang and introduced himself: "
"Mademoiselle, congratulations! Your husband will have every reason to thank us on his wedding night, as no troublesome obstacles will block his path. But we act selflessly - we ask no thanks for the performance of our duties. To be of service to others is thanks enough for us."
Another grabbed Claire's arms from behind and yanked her up so roughly that she cried out loudly. In this posture her breasts were displayed in the low-cut bodice as if on a platter.
"Don't worry, Madame" said the one in the spotted shirt. "No harm will come to you. We just want to do a little harmless exercise with you, and then we will release you - your husband or fiancé need not know."
"First you will grace us with your sweet lips Madame, having so brusquely rejected my wooing in the carriage earlier, but I am afraid I must now share you with my men, but I will y reserve the first thrust, he announced, taking a step back and tugging at the strings of his trousers.
Finally he grabbed the woman and placed her on a nearby pedestal and penetrated her with some moderate success, which the audience acknowledged with loud boos. Claire, not sure whether to laugh or cry, pushed the alleged rapist off her and tried to escape, but there was no escape in the hall and the rest of the would-be bandits were already on her.
"Watch out," one of the actors in the green shirt interjected, pointing at Claire. "She bites."
"Not if she wants to keep her teeth," the baron retorted, pulling out his dummy pistol and holding it to Claire's mouth. "On your knees, Madame, if you please. Several men grabbed the young woman by the shoulders and forcibly forced Claire to the ground. One by one, the men stripped off one piece of clothing after another until Claire was kneeling completely naked in front of the audience.
The Baron forced his just weakly erect penis into the young woman's mouth, but it was the audience or Claire's hateful face, but again de Rey and his supposed fellow actors, gently but firmly pushed him aside and now taking the lead in this undignified spectacle.
Claire was orally penetrated several times by each of the men, followed by vagina and mouth, the mood in the audience rose steadily, many cheering on the rapists and shouting their most perverted ideas at the protagonists. There was talk of fucking with a gun barrel, to whipping with a leather belt, when Claire briefly refused during an oral double penetration, one of the actors put a black leather strap around Claire's neck and pulled her with it to the respective bandit to be satisfied, when Claire initially refused, one of the men whipped his prisoner's naked breasts several times with the end piece of the leather collar, whereupon Claire groaned loudly and obeyed.
The woman intensified her efforts to satisfy her tormentors by every trick she knows, she licked each of her tormentors' penises with complete abandon and did not resist when two ruffians stuck their cocks in her mouth at the same time.
Penetration followed penetration, Claire was passed from man to man. At the climax of the rape, the men surrounded Claire and all squirted on her body, only the baron and leader of the troupe once again failed miserably to the amusement of the assembled audience.
One of the men poured a bucket of warm soapy water over Claire's cum-smeared body, the final act of rescue was about to take place.
Finally a shot was fired, suddenly all the men around Claire fell down, this performance was also not exactly ready for the theatre, but again there was heavy laughter from the audience, but then there he was, high on horseback, little Louise, whom Claire had once made sob with a small dagger, and who was mainly responsible for the many weeks of torture and humiliation. In a much too high-pitched voice and partly stuttering, Louise read out his text "Oh fair maiden be free, I am your saviour, all time of shame and suffering be now forgotten" Claire was just able to hold back a fit of laughter in her predicament and replied to her text "Oh my hero have thanks, how can I express my gratitude, I am so deeply in your debt" The king dismounted from his horse with the help of a stagehand, individual laughter rang out briefly in the hall, but was instantly silenced after the king's stern look. Louise waved his pistol wildly in Claire's face, "Oh, you can show me similar gratitude as you did to the predatory monsigneur before, what do you think, dear audience?
The following self-congratulation of Louise's heroism was accompanied by fierce applause, the supposed bandits had all left the stage in the meantime. The king turned again to Claire: "Now, fair maiden, are you really going to refuse your saviour this favour, or must I use means equal to those of your abusers?" The king grabbed Claire's head and pushed her violently to the ground, although Claire could have extricated herself at any time, she played along and now knelt before the French king.
Loise opened his fly and forced his relatively large penis between Claire's full lips, she licked the tip of his penis and glans to the great amusement of the audience, Louise pushed his best piece deeper and deeper into his captive's mouth with the words "It seems to me that Madame Fraser's oral skills have improved dramatically with her short stay in the Bastille, yes that's it you English whore lick your bone, the audience applauded and the king enjoyed his supposed victory to the full. De Sade whispered to Vauxhall " You'll make a fortune with this pigeon, I still regret selling this gold piece" "Now suck it" Loise said. And she rammed the gun even harder into Claires back."
Claire pressed her lips around the pulsing girth of his cock and she could taste the first stinging drops of his seething semen as it gushed from the tiny slit at the tip of his cock.
Then the king groaned. He sounded like a wounded animal, but it was his pleasure he was expressing. "Ooooohhh, lick him too, lick him too," he said.
Claire could still feel the dummy weapon in her back, carefully licking the underside of his huge cock with her tongue.
"Oooooommmmm pppphhhh!" the king moaned again in obscene pleasure. He pushed his cock even deeper into her mouth. She gagged at first and couldn't breathe, but she tried to relax her throat and did as she was told
Her mouth was stuffed full of Louise's cock, but he still hadn't pushed it all the way in. Her face was red with shame, but fearing for her life, she dared not stop what she was doing. Her movements were still tentative as she snaked her tongue around the little man's obscenely swollen shaft. "Well you whore of an Englishwoman, how do you like the French food, it won't be the last time I pay you a visit Cherie, but next time I'll take some more of my aristocratic friends with me, you've proved the more men fuck you the more motivated you are, and maybe I'll make you another little bastard to make sure your prophecy doesn't come true," again peals of laughter rang out from the audience and Louise bathed in the thunderous applause.
Claire's lips were again stretched painfully but she dared not stop licking him, then finally the King grabbed her by the hair again and pushed his hard penis fully into her mouth, with excitement the King loosened his tight grip on Claire's hair and finally dropped the dummy gun too.
Then it happened, the young woman had been waiting for this moment, she dug all her teeth into the soft penis flesh of her tormentor, held both hands against the belly of the king and bit into the best piece of the French sovereign like a wild dog, a loud jerk followed and the woman who had been abused for weeks had her revenge and spat the bitten off penis of the king on the floor.
An approaching servant brutally pulled Claire away from the king by the hair, but it was too late, Claire threw the tip of the cock contemptuously into the audience who seemed frozen in shock. Louise, writhing in pain, dropped into one of the luxurious chairs, his whole body smeared with his blood, royal doctors rushed in to give Louise the best possible treatment. Claire was pinned to the ground by several soldiers, her mouth and face were bloodied from the bitten off penis, De Sade grabbed a sabre and strode towards Claire, Vauxhall stomped like a savage on the ground, von Gotha and Montoja looked petrified, the King whimpered like a little child, and even worse he threatened to kill De Sade, Vauxhall and the Comte de San Germain, all sorts of servants ran wild, there were also clashes between de Sade's mercenaries and Louise's bodyguard, everything was in chaos, and Claire? The proud Englishwoman cowered on the ground with an almost deathly look and shouted to Louise" the prophecy is fulfilled, you will not be able to make any more children in your miserable life and no woman will experience any more suffering through you, you are all cursed, all together you will not survive this". By now de Sade had positioned himself in front of Claire and was about to strike the killing blow when Vauxhall stopped him at the last minute by saying "A quick death is too easy for this witch, this whore shall be tortured until she curses the day she is born. Father Montoja will use his utmost skill to give this wench the slowest and most agonising death possible" He grabbed Claire by the hair " Did you hear bitch, the Father will slowly roast you, and take you apart piece by piece, you will beg to undo your deed". This was followed by a fierce punch to Claire's neck which instantly knocked the young woman unconscious, the shrill whine of Louis was the last thing the young woman heard.
As I said, the story is coming to an end, and once again I ask the audience to vote
What punishment should Claire receive for her crime:
A: She will be at the service of the guards and servants in the castle for days.
B: Father Montoja will use all his skill to slowly torture Claire to death in another play with his torturers in front of an audience.
C: De Sade, Vauxhall and San Germain will torture her together in the cell.
D a suggestion of the audience's own
Two servants grabbed the young woman and dragged her into the great hall as well, there was a carriage set up, some workers cursed "Can't the gentlemen think of easier rape scenarios, then we wouldn't always have to take these things apart and put them back together, or at least make the double doors bigger"
Some honourable guests had already taken their seats in the hall, a greasy servant, powdered beyond recognition, pressed a sheet of paper into Claire's hand: "Here's your text, but according to the scenario you probably don't have much to say anyway, you do exactly what the monsigneurs tell you to do, if you have to defend yourself it's written in red at the bottom of the text, can you read French at all"?
Claire nodded wordlessly, the servant laughed briefly, "Mute probably, well if they take you here you're supposed to scream, it turns the audience on quite a bit, if you fail the audience completely you're dog food, the French king is coming today, there's a lot of money in it, if you disgrace the Marquise he'll have you strung up by your tits, understand?"
The young woman- replied curtly just "Oui".
The servant pinched Claire's bottom briefly and turned back to the carriage. Claire hoped to finally wake up from this nightmare, the first few passages of the text showed only petty conversation, but the next few paragraphs revealed the climax of this macabre play, a brutal gang rape by bandits.
Claire thought she recognised the protagonists who were supposed to be the robbers, their attire seemed almost ridiculous in parts, no robber would probably travel in such fine silks and only the pistols and sword dummies seemed almost embarrassing, suddenly she recognised one of the robbers as that of a nobleman who had been sitting in the audience during their previous humiliation, apparently this time the man wanted to be actively involved in the action, and for a truly high price. The man noticed Claire, smiled kindly at her only to put the barrel of the dummy pistol in his mouth and run up and down in it, disgusted the young woman turned away from the pervert, a hand gripped her hip, it was de Sade who brought her to the male protagonists of the play.
Seemingly like a 20th century director, the Marquise explained point by point how this was to be done, with each successive narrative an uneasiness was building in Claire, but if she fell out of her role she would face a cruel punishment. De Sade set precise guidelines and required his actors to follow them " Monsigneurs important in this play is also the proper presentation of our female victim to the audience, when you force her to her knees and ask her to perform oral sex take care not to cover her pretty face, no blows to the face mind you, there must be no failure in the double penetration that follows, I also ask for maximum effort when you cum on Madame's shapely body, several bowls of egg white are provided to be able to distribute enough sperm on Madame's body. Baron de Rey has paid a large sum of money to actively participate in this play, it is an honour for us Baron de Rey, but I still ask you not to change the course of the play.
For the end, when Lady's rescuer appears, it would be important for me that all the protagonists remove themselves, Your Majesty then wishes to be able to deal with his assassin alone. You Madame Fraser, remember your lines, when the king rescues you, you do everything as described in the text, one single deviation and I will have you fed to the dogs, understood" Claire nodded submissively, not daring to look the Marquise in the face. According to the script the men would kidnap Claire from the carriage, then rape her and finally she would be rescued by a hero aka King Louise, but then after believing she had been rescued he would also immediately abuse her, Claire just wondered which sick mind would come up with this play and then a name "von Gotha" came to her mind.
Finally Claire was seated in the carriage opposite the nobleman who had previously made such despicable gestures to her, there was an oppressive silence in the hall only partially interrupted by Claire's brief conversation with Baron de Rey, one of the servants imitated a galloping sound, suddenly a shot was fired, the coachman threw himself somewhat clumsily from the carriage which led to loud laughter in the audience. But then it became serious, several men surrounded the carriage and dragged Claire into the open. The baron turned out to be the head of the gang and introduced himself: "
"Mademoiselle, congratulations! Your husband will have every reason to thank us on his wedding night, as no troublesome obstacles will block his path. But we act selflessly - we ask no thanks for the performance of our duties. To be of service to others is thanks enough for us."
Another grabbed Claire's arms from behind and yanked her up so roughly that she cried out loudly. In this posture her breasts were displayed in the low-cut bodice as if on a platter.
"Don't worry, Madame" said the one in the spotted shirt. "No harm will come to you. We just want to do a little harmless exercise with you, and then we will release you - your husband or fiancé need not know."
"First you will grace us with your sweet lips Madame, having so brusquely rejected my wooing in the carriage earlier, but I am afraid I must now share you with my men, but I will y reserve the first thrust, he announced, taking a step back and tugging at the strings of his trousers.
Finally he grabbed the woman and placed her on a nearby pedestal and penetrated her with some moderate success, which the audience acknowledged with loud boos. Claire, not sure whether to laugh or cry, pushed the alleged rapist off her and tried to escape, but there was no escape in the hall and the rest of the would-be bandits were already on her.
"Watch out," one of the actors in the green shirt interjected, pointing at Claire. "She bites."
"Not if she wants to keep her teeth," the baron retorted, pulling out his dummy pistol and holding it to Claire's mouth. "On your knees, Madame, if you please. Several men grabbed the young woman by the shoulders and forcibly forced Claire to the ground. One by one, the men stripped off one piece of clothing after another until Claire was kneeling completely naked in front of the audience.
The Baron forced his just weakly erect penis into the young woman's mouth, but it was the audience or Claire's hateful face, but again de Rey and his supposed fellow actors, gently but firmly pushed him aside and now taking the lead in this undignified spectacle.
Claire was orally penetrated several times by each of the men, followed by vagina and mouth, the mood in the audience rose steadily, many cheering on the rapists and shouting their most perverted ideas at the protagonists. There was talk of fucking with a gun barrel, to whipping with a leather belt, when Claire briefly refused during an oral double penetration, one of the actors put a black leather strap around Claire's neck and pulled her with it to the respective bandit to be satisfied, when Claire initially refused, one of the men whipped his prisoner's naked breasts several times with the end piece of the leather collar, whereupon Claire groaned loudly and obeyed.
The woman intensified her efforts to satisfy her tormentors by every trick she knows, she licked each of her tormentors' penises with complete abandon and did not resist when two ruffians stuck their cocks in her mouth at the same time.
Penetration followed penetration, Claire was passed from man to man. At the climax of the rape, the men surrounded Claire and all squirted on her body, only the baron and leader of the troupe once again failed miserably to the amusement of the assembled audience.
One of the men poured a bucket of warm soapy water over Claire's cum-smeared body, the final act of rescue was about to take place.
Finally a shot was fired, suddenly all the men around Claire fell down, this performance was also not exactly ready for the theatre, but again there was heavy laughter from the audience, but then there he was, high on horseback, little Louise, whom Claire had once made sob with a small dagger, and who was mainly responsible for the many weeks of torture and humiliation. In a much too high-pitched voice and partly stuttering, Louise read out his text "Oh fair maiden be free, I am your saviour, all time of shame and suffering be now forgotten" Claire was just able to hold back a fit of laughter in her predicament and replied to her text "Oh my hero have thanks, how can I express my gratitude, I am so deeply in your debt" The king dismounted from his horse with the help of a stagehand, individual laughter rang out briefly in the hall, but was instantly silenced after the king's stern look. Louise waved his pistol wildly in Claire's face, "Oh, you can show me similar gratitude as you did to the predatory monsigneur before, what do you think, dear audience?
The following self-congratulation of Louise's heroism was accompanied by fierce applause, the supposed bandits had all left the stage in the meantime. The king turned again to Claire: "Now, fair maiden, are you really going to refuse your saviour this favour, or must I use means equal to those of your abusers?" The king grabbed Claire's head and pushed her violently to the ground, although Claire could have extricated herself at any time, she played along and now knelt before the French king.
Loise opened his fly and forced his relatively large penis between Claire's full lips, she licked the tip of his penis and glans to the great amusement of the audience, Louise pushed his best piece deeper and deeper into his captive's mouth with the words "It seems to me that Madame Fraser's oral skills have improved dramatically with her short stay in the Bastille, yes that's it you English whore lick your bone, the audience applauded and the king enjoyed his supposed victory to the full. De Sade whispered to Vauxhall " You'll make a fortune with this pigeon, I still regret selling this gold piece" "Now suck it" Loise said. And she rammed the gun even harder into Claires back."
Claire pressed her lips around the pulsing girth of his cock and she could taste the first stinging drops of his seething semen as it gushed from the tiny slit at the tip of his cock.
Then the king groaned. He sounded like a wounded animal, but it was his pleasure he was expressing. "Ooooohhh, lick him too, lick him too," he said.
Claire could still feel the dummy weapon in her back, carefully licking the underside of his huge cock with her tongue.
"Oooooommmmm pppphhhh!" the king moaned again in obscene pleasure. He pushed his cock even deeper into her mouth. She gagged at first and couldn't breathe, but she tried to relax her throat and did as she was told
Her mouth was stuffed full of Louise's cock, but he still hadn't pushed it all the way in. Her face was red with shame, but fearing for her life, she dared not stop what she was doing. Her movements were still tentative as she snaked her tongue around the little man's obscenely swollen shaft. "Well you whore of an Englishwoman, how do you like the French food, it won't be the last time I pay you a visit Cherie, but next time I'll take some more of my aristocratic friends with me, you've proved the more men fuck you the more motivated you are, and maybe I'll make you another little bastard to make sure your prophecy doesn't come true," again peals of laughter rang out from the audience and Louise bathed in the thunderous applause.
Claire's lips were again stretched painfully but she dared not stop licking him, then finally the King grabbed her by the hair again and pushed his hard penis fully into her mouth, with excitement the King loosened his tight grip on Claire's hair and finally dropped the dummy gun too.
Then it happened, the young woman had been waiting for this moment, she dug all her teeth into the soft penis flesh of her tormentor, held both hands against the belly of the king and bit into the best piece of the French sovereign like a wild dog, a loud jerk followed and the woman who had been abused for weeks had her revenge and spat the bitten off penis of the king on the floor.
An approaching servant brutally pulled Claire away from the king by the hair, but it was too late, Claire threw the tip of the cock contemptuously into the audience who seemed frozen in shock. Louise, writhing in pain, dropped into one of the luxurious chairs, his whole body smeared with his blood, royal doctors rushed in to give Louise the best possible treatment. Claire was pinned to the ground by several soldiers, her mouth and face were bloodied from the bitten off penis, De Sade grabbed a sabre and strode towards Claire, Vauxhall stomped like a savage on the ground, von Gotha and Montoja looked petrified, the King whimpered like a little child, and even worse he threatened to kill De Sade, Vauxhall and the Comte de San Germain, all sorts of servants ran wild, there were also clashes between de Sade's mercenaries and Louise's bodyguard, everything was in chaos, and Claire? The proud Englishwoman cowered on the ground with an almost deathly look and shouted to Louise" the prophecy is fulfilled, you will not be able to make any more children in your miserable life and no woman will experience any more suffering through you, you are all cursed, all together you will not survive this". By now de Sade had positioned himself in front of Claire and was about to strike the killing blow when Vauxhall stopped him at the last minute by saying "A quick death is too easy for this witch, this whore shall be tortured until she curses the day she is born. Father Montoja will use his utmost skill to give this wench the slowest and most agonising death possible" He grabbed Claire by the hair " Did you hear bitch, the Father will slowly roast you, and take you apart piece by piece, you will beg to undo your deed". This was followed by a fierce punch to Claire's neck which instantly knocked the young woman unconscious, the shrill whine of Louis was the last thing the young woman heard.
As I said, the story is coming to an end, and once again I ask the audience to vote
What punishment should Claire receive for her crime:
A: She will be at the service of the guards and servants in the castle for days.
B: Father Montoja will use all his skill to slowly torture Claire to death in another play with his torturers in front of an audience.
C: De Sade, Vauxhall and San Germain will torture her together in the cell.
D a suggestion of the audience's own
