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In praise of the pillory

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thehangingtree

Proconsul
Staff member
Who knew that a simple device, created to enforce law and order in less enlightened times, would become such a mainstay of modern BDSM life.

I don't know who invented the pillory, but you Sir, were a genius without even realising it!

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Pillories are still a most useful device...

Here Kathy is undergoing cum swallowing training.
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Barbara is subjected to public humiliation in the town square.
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A pair of young lasses learn it is unwise to refuse satisfaction for their husbands
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This one was being treated far to kindly in your post so we pulled the blanket so ants can access her ass and gaping cunt.
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And Dorothy is just having a grand weekend 'mounted' in one... (gif)
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Baracus

Rectidolor
Pillories are still a most useful device...

Here Kathy is undergoing cum swallowing training.
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Barbara is subjected to public humiliation in the town square.
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A pair of young lasses learn it is unwise to refuse satisfaction for their husbands
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This one was being treated far to kindly in your post so we pulled the blanket so ants can access her ass and gaping cunt.
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And Dorothy is just having a grand weekend 'mounted' in one... (gif)
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Love it..... !! :clap::clap::clap:
 

Barbaria1

Rebel Leader
Staff member
Barbara is subjected to public humiliation in the town square.

Never mind. I will NEVER admit culpability for the Great CF crash of the summer of 2013!
 

ShadowWolf

Tribune
Who knew that a simple device, created to enforce law and order in less enlightened times, would become such a mainstay of modern BDSM life.

I don't know who invented the pillory, but you Sir, were a genius without even realising it!

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The 5th one has the look of "bring it on and do your worst"
 

jacksjg89

PROCRASTINATOR
Praise the Pillory
 

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Jackie1111

Tribune
LOVE the pillory!!!
 

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Jackie1111

Tribune
From an old story I luckily still have on my hard drive...

Her thoughts of fighting her way through the crowd to freedom were interrupted by Qirk's somehow gentle touch. "Come", he said calmly, and for a second Jordana thought he might not be too harsh on her. She knew his reputation, though, and although she never saw him doing his job, she heard the stories about men and women who almost died under his hands. He was not a nice man. Qirk was doing his work slowly, concentrated. He placed Jordana in front of the open pillory and he pushed her back and head downwards. The naked woman assumed the position, leaning forward, her heart pounding. She bent with docility and rested her neck in the semicircular hollow. Qirk helped her put her wrists in the smaller hollows either side, then swang down on its hinges the upper board of the pillory, the matching hollows closing, shutting Jordana's neck and wrists. The whipper made sure she cannot slip her hands or her head out of the loops, adjusted the apparatus for the tall woman's height, so she will stand with her upper body bent over at the waist almost perpendicular to her legs, then locked the pillory. The top of her asscheeks was almost at the same height as her shoulder blades and her back was beautifully arched now, drawing an arch between her shoulders and her behind. In that bent position, the tender, light pink, fleshy and almost bald pubic mound of Jordana was protruding from between the back of her upper thighs, a view the whipper. the Sheriff, as well as many in the excited crowd, took their time to lustfully enjoy.

Jordana felt caught. Her nakedness, her lost dignity, the submissive way she was positioned, her back and buttocks exposed and at the mercy of the whipper, her breasts hanging under her chest, her immobilized head protruding ridiculously on the other side of the pillory, or her private parts between her legs and asscheeks displayed for all to see, all those were now Jordana's last concern. She tried to move her hands and her head but the only possible way to move them was in a circular way on the pillory's holes axes and she felt the frustration overwhelming her.

The crowd went almost totally silent now, in expectation, eyes running from Jordana to the whipper and back to the woman. A fly stopped for a moment on Jordana's pretty little nose, went to her shoulder, then went to rest on her behind. Unable to move her hands to scare away the fly, or to reach her tickling nose Jordana cursed ; she was even at the mercy of the flies, she thought, and her fingers moved in frustration for not being able to move her hands. The tickling became unbearable and she felt a terrible urge to scratch her bottom. Angry, Jordana stomped her little bare foot on the podium with a childish charm and wiggled her ass. The motion scared the fly but produced a wave of laughter and obscenities in the attentive crowd. They were all so alert now, the smallest movement of Jordana's body or face was noticed and commented upon.

Without being able to see behind her, her eyes wide opened, restless and curious now, Jordana panicked. Her bare body was covered in cold sweat and she started shivering again. Right in front of her, at the base of the scaffold, just a few feet from her, she saw the Lord of the Manor. She looked at him with almost pleading eyes, trying to grasp the situation. He and his honorable guests were siting motionless, leaning forward to get a better look.....
 

jacksjg89

PROCRASTINATOR
From an old story I luckily still have on my hard drive...

Her thoughts of fighting her way through the crowd to freedom were interrupted by Qirk's somehow gentle touch. "Come", he said calmly, and for a second Jordana thought he might not be too harsh on her. She knew his reputation, though, and although she never saw him doing his job, she heard the stories about men and women who almost died under his hands. He was not a nice man. Qirk was doing his work slowly, concentrated. He placed Jordana in front of the open pillory and he pushed her back and head downwards. The naked woman assumed the position, leaning forward, her heart pounding. She bent with docility and rested her neck in the semicircular hollow. Qirk helped her put her wrists in the smaller hollows either side, then swang down on its hinges the upper board of the pillory, the matching hollows closing, shutting Jordana's neck and wrists. The whipper made sure she cannot slip her hands or her head out of the loops, adjusted the apparatus for the tall woman's height, so she will stand with her upper body bent over at the waist almost perpendicular to her legs, then locked the pillory. The top of her asscheeks was almost at the same height as her shoulder blades and her back was beautifully arched now, drawing an arch between her shoulders and her behind. In that bent position, the tender, light pink, fleshy and almost bald pubic mound of Jordana was protruding from between the back of her upper thighs, a view the whipper. the Sheriff, as well as many in the excited crowd, took their time to lustfully enjoy.

Jordana felt caught. Her nakedness, her lost dignity, the submissive way she was positioned, her back and buttocks exposed and at the mercy of the whipper, her breasts hanging under her chest, her immobilized head protruding ridiculously on the other side of the pillory, or her private parts between her legs and asscheeks displayed for all to see, all those were now Jordana's last concern. She tried to move her hands and her head but the only possible way to move them was in a circular way on the pillory's holes axes and she felt the frustration overwhelming her.

The crowd went almost totally silent now, in expectation, eyes running from Jordana to the whipper and back to the woman. A fly stopped for a moment on Jordana's pretty little nose, went to her shoulder, then went to rest on her behind. Unable to move her hands to scare away the fly, or to reach her tickling nose Jordana cursed ; she was even at the mercy of the flies, she thought, and her fingers moved in frustration for not being able to move her hands. The tickling became unbearable and she felt a terrible urge to scratch her bottom. Angry, Jordana stomped her little bare foot on the podium with a childish charm and wiggled her ass. The motion scared the fly but produced a wave of laughter and obscenities in the attentive crowd. They were all so alert now, the smallest movement of Jordana's body or face was noticed and commented upon.

Without being able to see behind her, her eyes wide opened, restless and curious now, Jordana panicked. Her bare body was covered in cold sweat and she started shivering again. Right in front of her, at the base of the scaffold, just a few feet from her, she saw the Lord of the Manor. She looked at him with almost pleading eyes, trying to grasp the situation. He and his honorable guests were siting motionless, leaning forward to get a better look.....
Is this a full story? I kinda want to know what happens a few days later, when she tries to reintergrate herself back into society even though society has seen her exposed and humiliated.
 
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