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Part Sixteen : Abused......!!

The nude,crucified Queen,was rudely shocked awake,by the sensation,of something rubbing against her exposed genitals...fingers parting her wet sex-lips.
Someone was molesting her,as she hung helplessly upon the Cross totally unable to resist...

Outraged at this blatantly obscene scenario,she demanded,of her assailant,
"WHO the Hell are you.....?? Stop it,leave me alone,go away,or at least release me !! Stop it,I implore you...OHH God !!"
It was impossible to determine,whether the person,rapidly fingering Matilda's private parts was male,or female,due to the darkness,only lit by a flickering candle,nearby,and the Gender-neutral clothing.....(Who WAS it ?!)

Expertly, the hooded figure,continued to sexually stimulate Matilda,as she writhed on the Cross,in shame,and impending pleasure, despite her awful predicament...
it was surreal,to say the least...once again, fighting her urges,she continued to berate the hitherto unknown person,
"Stop it,oh,please stop it,this is intolerable, oh shit, oh,oh....who ARE you ?? OHHHH !!"
She gasped as she reached a shattering climax,an ecstasy that rocked her body,from within her sexual organs....she shook upon the Cross,held fast by her bondage...her juices seeping from her vagina,as her legs trembled furiously....

To add insult to injury, the other person merely removed their cum-sticky fingers and wiped them,on Matilda's crude satin loincloth....How humiliating !!
As she hung there,sweatily,panting rapidly,Matilda watched appalled as the other person departed the cell,without a single word,nor looking back at the incarcerated female, who stared in total disbelief as the cell was once again plunged into total darkness !!

(Was this a bad dream?? Who the fuck was that ?? Who,who ?!") mused a confused Matilda....
Bewildered,fighting the feeling of total abuse,once again Matilda struggled with her bonds,and surrendered to her fate,soon she slipped into an uncomfortable sleep... mumbling incoherently as her head lolled down upon her chest...defeated.

BANG.....!!
The heavy cell door crashed open,jolting awake the slumbering woman,quite rudely...!!
"Uhhh,wha....whuh...huh ??" she groaned.
The two men,that had imprisoned her,Rolf and Boris,strode determinedly into the grim room and roughly shook Matilda into full consciousness, upon her cross.
"Wake up you lazy cow !! It's morning,or didn't you hear the Cock crow (!!)"
taunted Rolf,as they loosened the ropes that had bound Matilda,uncomfortably unto crucifixion.

As she got down,she stumbled, disoriented, her legs quivering comically almost.
Impatiently,the men hauled their victim out of the dungeon,her eyes blinking painfully in the light....
As she was escorted,a dazed,baffled Matilda enquired,
"Who was that...?? Last night...??"
The men looked at her confused,and Boris said,to Matilda's consternation,
"What are you on about ??...What do you mean you dozy mare ??"
Intrigued,she persevered,
"But...but,surely you saw it...someone came and...."(hesitantly, she continued) ".....interfered with me sexually,last night...
I wasn't imagining it !! I wasn't....!! "

she pleaded desperately.
"Nah,you gotta be dreaming it,wishful thinking,I reckon...haha !!"
Remarked Rolf,whilst making a circular motion with his finger to his head, clearly signifying insanity...to Boris' agreement, whilst reattaching the chain to her neck collar,and binding her wrists behind her back,with chained iron manacles.
"Nah,'your "Maj'(!!)...That crucifixion fucked with your head....!! Come along,,we've got a treat for you today....(!!)"

She stared helplessly in total shock and bewilderment....her mouth agape in confusion. ("What,WHAT.... ?!")
Irritatingly he grabbed the collar,she wore and by the chain,savagely hauled her along,to cheers from the other rebels,she blushed,mortified, and whimpered in dread,as she was dragged along to another,(no doubt), awful fate....

To be continued....
 
Part Seventeen : Enslaved....!!

The two men,impatiently,pulled the chained, hesitant,nude female along,causing her to stumble awkwardly....
"Come on,move your lazy arse,we ain't got ALL fucking day...!! Now bloody shift it !!"
Grumbled,one of the men,as he rudely yanked on her neck chain,jerking her forwards,as she desperately tried to keep pace. To jeers and obscene remarks at her predicament,the nude,former Queen was marched,in bondage,her naked boobs bobbling about,soon they were out of her,(former) Ruritanian Castle home.
Someone even had the audacity to slap her bare arse, as they passed a group of bawdy men. (How mortifying !!)
Her crude ragged loincloth offered no decency....such was the torn state of it...black silk,pathetically draped loosely round her naked waist,and hips.

Unfortunately,for Matilda they were soon walking through the nearest village,and the hostile occupants certainly made their feelings known,towards the cringing,now deposed Monarch.
Loud boos,jeers and disgusting remarks reverberated down the narrow cobbled streets,all aimed at her....rotten vegetables also flew in her general direction,some actually striking their intended target,her naked torso smeared with tomatoes,and mouldy peelings.
The shame was intolerable,to the obvious amusement of her guards !!
For some time she ran the gauntlet of hatred.....helpess to avoid it !!

Eventually they left the village,much to Matilda's relief,out of concern,and curiosity she dared to enquire as to where they were going...
"Please,where are we going ?? Pray do tell....!!"
"All in good time,woman,now do shut up !!"

chuckled Rolf,as he continued to lead the wretched,struggling female,by her crude neck chain. She winced as the rough cobbles and sharp stones hurt her bare feet,hopping in discomfort.

An hour passed,and the trio came to a large,untended field,on the outskirts of the village,it hadn't been recently ploughed,and miserably, Matilda soon understood the situation.....she protested,only to be silenced,by a cuff to the back of her head.
She yelped in pain..."OW !!"
As the stricken woman staggered, unsteadily,one of the men,Boris,swiftly undid her wrist chain and set about re-fastening her hands in front of her....
Also he attached a set of ankle restraints,also chained...there was NO escape,quite impossible !!

"See that field,yonder there ??"
Said Rolf,pointing ahead,she nodded glumly,as she scanned the unfamiliar terrain....dreading the outcome,she shuddered. He continued....
"We want you,my dear (!!),to help plough that field,for our crops,together with the old horse,over there...."
(gesturing towards a shabby old cart horse,that had seen better days !!)
"Of course,it's gonna be quite mucky,it rained last night,so a bit wet,you'll be glad to hear...(!!) Better take that loincloth off,or it'll get dirty...ha ha !!"
She offered no resistance as she was divested of her raggedy,stained black cloth,which was unceremoniously dumped upon the sodden ground, therefore adding even more filth to it !!
She pouted miserably at the scenario.

Before long the naked Matilda,was chained fast to the plough tiller,and she watched as Boris mounted the horse,she had to keep the equipment steady,no choice in the matter. Rolf was behind her,his whip in hand to ensure some obedience,from her !!
"Gee UP !!"
urged Boris,and the animal obediently trotted forward,ponderously.... the plough,with Matilda close behind, her thankless task was about to begin....

After several long relentless hours,her poor muscles ached intolerably,especially her upper back and thighs,that trembled with effort,her back was also red with fresh whipmarks,her naked body drenched in sweat,as her feet squelched through the soaked ground, the soil and excrement, thick upon her feet how she cringed !!
S
he toiled onwards ceaselessly,making sure to keep a straight path,aware of the whip,meanwhile grimly observing her more fortunate companion,upon the horse,who occasionally swigged from a leather bottle, ignoring her pleading gaze,as her thirst burned !!

Eventually they stopped,to her huge obvious relief,but it was a brief respite,as the bored men merely swapped places,Rolf was going to ride,whilst Boris yielded the whip,for Matilda's "encouragement"....
Matilda took the opportunity to shamefully relieve herself,her warm piss splattering upon the ground...as she squatted.
To her surprise,Boris did offer her a welcoming drink,but she had the horrible feeling,that there would be a price to pay,given the sordid memory,of recent events....she wasn't wrong !!

Once she had consumed the rather warm ale,and wiped her grimy,mud-splashed face,she got down on her knees,with understandable reluctance,and prepared to commit fellatio upon her hosts,Boris,and Rolf.....once their filthy deed had been completed,Matilda was made to continue toiling,until the day ended....the vile taste of semen in her mouth.
Sunset came,and the poor,exhausted, bedraggled,filthy,abused former Queen, was,mercifully unshackled from the plough,and she did everything to avoid collapsing through tiredness.
To add to her humiliation her,(now) muddied loincloth was hence reapplied round her dirt-streaked waist.

Once again she had to endure the harrowing ordeal of returning via the dreaded village,that awaited her with fresh abuse,miserably she endured further taunts and was jostled,by aggressive locals. She felt SO naked !!
Of course she was once more ,as a reluctant "guest,of honour" made to "entertain" her captors at their evening feast,a task she bitterly carried out,whilst surviving on meagre scraps.

Finally the night came,and like the night before she was hauled downstairs,and bound to her Cross,in the godawful darkness,she moaned and struggled against the cruel bonds....despair overwhelmed her.
(Will this NEVER end....?!) mused a naturally dejected,nude,grimy crucified Matilda as she contemplated her unpleasant ordeal....
Her pathetic sobs echoeing around the bleak cell,all alone,she hung.....

To be continued.....
 
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Part Eighteen : A brutal humiliation....

The night was cold,and in the stygian darkness of the manky,foul-smelling basement cell,the deposed,filthy Queen Matilda hung,near naked shivering miserably,unable to resist the coarse bonds,that,once again affixed her abused body to the imposing T-Cross,which dominated the small,unlit room.....
her prison,for the second night running.

This time it was different,but no less umcomfortable,for the long-suffering, disgraced,ex-monarch....
To make matters worse,her captors,had,
(to her utter chagrin),installed a rather unpleasant wooden "Butt-Plug" part-way upon the Cross upright,that was inserted firmly into the Sedile.
Liberally greased with smelly animal fats,to aid insertion of,said,object.....
Her eyes widened with horror,at the dreadful prospect !!

The impalement was obscene...and the struggling wretched woman squealed in pain,and humiliation,as the disgustingly sized dildo,slid forcibly up her unresisting rectal orifice....!!
The slippery sensation,elicited a rather unpleasant squelching sound,as it probed further upwards,inch,by inch.....
"Ye Gods....It fucking HURTS !! Bastards!!"
exclaimed Matilda as her very being was brutally invaded,by the revolting thick wooden greasy shaft !!

Once she had been,satisfactorily bum-fucked,the two men routinely set about re-tying the hemp ropes that bound Matilda,by her sore wrists and ankles to the wooden cross....
Once done,they abandoned the crucified female to her uncomfortable fate....their sarcastic taunts echoing in her ears....
"Goodnight sweetheart...sleep well,won't you (!!)" laughed Rolf as he tightened her bonds...
"Ha ha ha,sitting comfortably i reckon,eh Rolf ??" joked Boris,mockingly towards his colleague.
"Yeah,a suitable "Throne",for a little bitch like her !!" agreed Rolf,as they walked out of the dungeon....blatantly ignoring the grunting, struggling,captive.

Alone,in the pitch blackness,Matilda wriggled helplessly,sobbing quietly,as the dull pain of her crude foul-play naturally overwhelmed her, frustratingly unable to ease herself away from the tapered, knobbly Cornu-like,attatchment that had penetrated her abused,yet painfilled arsehole ever SO intimately....!!

A mixture of negative emotions overcame the helpless prisoner,as she harangued, the long-gone men,who'd fucked off,and left her tied up there....
"Bastards,fucking Peasant bastards.....get it out of ME...!!" painfully screamed an indignant,shuddering Matilda,her angry shouts echoing around the small area,in which,she'd been forcibly incarcerated,no one to hear her pathetic cries,save for herself.....
"Ohhhh,why.....WHY ?!" she wailed in typical Royal self-pity,as she slumped back down,upon the rough,stained unyielding T-Cross,once more,ergo enduring another bleak night of cramped muscles,and unavoidable sleep-deprivation....

The night,was,once again,(to her),long, cold and quite intolerable.
But amidst her suffering,Matilda did grimly wonder,what else had they got in store for HER ??
Unfortunately,she had good reason to be pessimistic...a very good reason indeed !!

To be continued.....
 
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Part Eighteen : A brutal humiliation....

The night was cold,and in the stygian darkness of the manky,foul-smelling basement cell,the deposed,filthy Queen Matilda hung,near naked shivering miserably,unable to resist the coarse bonds,that,once again affixed her abused body to the imposing T-Cross,which dominated the small,unlit room.....
her prison,for the second night running.

This time it was different,but no less umcomfortable,for the long-suffering, disgraced,ex-monarch....
To make matters worse,her captors,had,
(to her utter chagrin),installed a rather unpleasant wooden "Butt-Plug" part-way upon the Cross upright,that was inserted firmly into the Sedile.
Liberally greased with smelly animal fats,to aid insertion of,said,object.....
Her eyes widened with horror,at the dreadful prospect !!

The impalement was obscene...and the struggling wretched woman squealed in pain,and humiliation,as the disgustingly sized dildo,slid forcibly up her unresisting rectal orifice....!!
The slippery sensation,elicited a rather unpleasant squelching sound,as it probed further upwards,inch,by inch.....
"Ye Gods....It fucking HURTS !! Bastards!!"
exclaimed Matilda as her very being was brutally invaded,by the revolting thick wooden greasy shaft !!

Once she had been,satisfactorily bum-fucked,the two men routinely set about re-tying the hemp ropes that bound Matilda,by her sore wrists and ankles to the wooden cross....
Once done,they abandoned the crucified female to her uncomfortable fate....their sarcastic taunts echoing in her ears....
"Goodnight sweetheart...sleep well,won't you (!!)" laughed Rolf as he tightened her bonds...
"Ha ha ha,sitting comfortably i reckon,eh Rolf ??" joked Boris,mockingly towards his colleague.
"Yeah,a suitable "Throne",for a little bitch like her !!" agreed Rolf,as they walked out of the dungeon....blatantly ignoring the grunting, struggling,captive.

Alone,in the pitch blackness,Matilda wriggled helplessly,sobbing quietly,as the dull pain of her crude foul-play naturally overwhelmed her, frustratingly unable to ease herself away from the tapered, knobbly Cornu-like,attatchment that had penetrated her abused,yet painfilled arsehole ever SO intimately....!!

A mixture of negative emotions overcame the helpless prisoner,as she harangued, the long-gone men,who'd fucked off,and left her tied up there....
"Bastards,fucking Peasant bastards.....get it out of ME...!!" painfully screamed an indignant,shuddering Matilda,her angry shouts echoing around the small area,in which,she'd been forcibly incarcerated,no one to hear her pathetic cries,save for herself.....
"Ohhhh,why.....WHY ?!" she wailed in typical Royal self-pity,as she slumped back down,upon the rough,stained unyielding T-Cross,once more,ergo enduring another bleak night of cramped muscles,and unavoidable sleep-deprivation....

The night,was,once again,(to her),long, cold and quite intolerable.
But amidst her suffering,Matilda did grimly wonder,what else had they got in store for HER ??
Unfortunately,she had good reason to be pessimistic...a very good reason indeed !!

To be continued.....

The use of anticipation is a nice factor in the story to keep your interest in this story. The anticipation also adds a level of excitement so you want to take part in the story.
 
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