twonines
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A complete carillon would be better!Jingle jingle jingle ... satisfied now?
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In praise of the pillory
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Jackie1111
Tribune
I went looking for new pillory stuff yesterday afternoon and stumbled upon this. It's old and I know I've seen it before, but I had forgotten what her crime was. Turns out it suits me perfectly! 
That said, it seems practically no one has been producing good hot pillory videos, photos, or artwork lately. That's a shame.
That said, it seems practically no one has been producing good hot pillory videos, photos, or artwork lately. That's a shame.
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montycrusto
Guest
I’ll get right on to it
Jackie1111
Tribune
I’ll get right on to it
Sorry, I should not have been so casual with throwing around that word "good." Especially since my pillory fantasies are very, very particular. Get one detail wrong and the fantasy is pretty much ruined for me, no matter how good the work is.
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montycrusto
Guest
Come and model for me, Barb!Uh oh
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montycrusto
Guest
Not if you’re already nakedUmmm ... would I be required to disrobe?
twonines
LIMERICUS
Is the Pope a Catholic?Ummm ... would I be required to disrobe?
Harsh Martinet
Consul
I'd be willing to have you stripped "only" to the waist and be whipped on the bare back.... just like at the post, sort of. Nothing to press your breasts against to shield them. Will that be a problem?Come and model for me, Barb!
Harsh Martinet
Consul
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montycrusto
Guest
Yes, why waste good garbage?Since we like you Barb, we won't let the crowd pelt you with garbage
Ennie10
Executioner
Use a round post that will force her to display her bare breasts in front of everyone as her back is crisscrossed with stripes.I'd be willing to have you stripped "only" to the waist and be whipped on the bare back.... just like at the post, sort of. Nothing to press your breasts against to shield them. Will that be a problem?
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Crux-Emperor Baracus X
Rectidolor
I like that stool....
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montycrusto
Guest
As they used to say on “Listen With Mother”
Are you sitting comfortably? Then I’ll begin...
Dextradamusz
Spectator
Jackie1111
Tribune
Jackie's Pillory Fantasy
A short story in three parts.PART 1
The walk from the jail to the edge of town took about twenty minutes. The jailer and his assistant each held an arm as they guided me. My wrists were tied tightly behind my back, and I was forced to walk wearing only the thin camisole given to me when first confined to the jail a few days prior. The garment reached only the top of my hips, not even fully covering my bottom. The streets were lined with people having arrived to witness my humiliation. Some called out my name, and I struggled not to make eye contact. I felt no bitterness toward them, however. After all, I too had occasionally enjoyed watching a half-naked criminal being paraded through town. Besides, today was special, for it isn’t often that a young noblewoman such as myself is punished in public.
The walk almost put me into a surreal dream-like state. As we passed, people stepped off the sidewalks and fell in behind us to follow. Suddenly, I realized the walk was over as we had arrived at our destination. I stared at the sturdy instrument of my punishment - the dreaded pillory. I had been sentenced to serve six awful hours in it.
I was placed directly in front of the wooden beast, where I waited for my wrists to be unbound. Onlookers staked out positions in a wide circle to witness what would come next. It appeared that up to 300 people had come to see me placed in the pillory, and I knew that others would arrive throughout the day to view me.
I was allowed a brief moment to rub at the discomfort in my wrists, but then ordered to lift my arms above my head. This was entirely expected, as I myself had previously witnessed how this spectacle unfolds. I had mentally prepared myself, and so did as I was told without resistance. I felt their fingers brush up my bare flesh, hips to armpits, as they lifted the camisole away. My face went hot with shame, as I was now naked and very aware of several hundred eyes on me. I almost fainted from embarrassment.
