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INTERACTIVE Outlander story Claire Fraser at the mercy of the french King Louis XV

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jjjack

Magistrate
Cries and screams did not stop him as he stroked the thick black hair of sex and introduced first one and then two fingers into the contracted vagina. The old man's bony fingers probed the warm wet channel until Claire's breathing became labored and her moans slower, deeper and more rhythmic. The slit tightened around the insistent fingers and their slow and continuous movement in and out produced an extremely sensual sucking noise after a few moments. Claire closed her eyes helplessly to resist that humiliating and delicious torture at the same time, and she felt a slow and unstoppable tide coming from afar, rocking her bowels.
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"Our restless guest has become a tender kitten, huh ...? Well, there's nothing in here, not yet at least. Turn her on her stomach!"
Claire let out a long moan of frustration and humiliation as his two fingers pulled out of her sex, leaving her unsatisfied and frustrated. Shocked by the growing passion shattered by those words, she could only oppose with some useless whining to the brutal grip of the guards, who forcibly turned her belly on the table of the governor of the fortress and presented her full and firm buttocks to their commander. Before Claire could realize what was happening, her buttocks were spread wide and two of her tormentors bony fingers forced her anus, moving up her rectum to her last phalanx. The beautiful prisoner screamed in surprise, humiliation and horror at her brutal penetration. De Launay's fingers resumed his brutal inspection in the narrow orifice, heedless of the beautiful English woman's screams of pain and shame.
"The road to Sodom is pretty clear, even if it is a bit narrow. But you will see Madame, it is a journey that we will travel together and that you will not be able to forget. And now close her in a dungeon with bread and water. You will share it with the Bastille rats, you filthy slut, and they certainly do not get scared in front of this beautiful black cat of yours! ... "added the governor of the prison, returning to torment the sweet wet slit of the prisoner. - I will make you taste a old gray mouse, which I know, and who is still capable of feats ... - The sentence died on his lips, as a faint moan came from his lips and he rubbed his pathetic non-existent erection.
"Bring me the key to her cell, even the spare one. This prisoner is reserved for me. And tomorrow she will have a nice walk around Paris. Put something light, Madame, it will be a sultry day. I think your skin will be enough to cover you. , at least until you are covered with lashes and insults! And on your return we will resume our interesting conversation about hungry kittens and fighting mice ... "
The soldiers unwillingly accepted the order to hand over the cell key to the old pig, they had other plans for that night, but they were soldiers accustomed to sieges and they knew that a long-sought victory gave even greater satisfaction.
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the story continues...
 

jjjack

Magistrate
The next morning all of Paris knew the great news: Claire Beauchamp, the charming wife of a Scottish noble, one of the most beautiful lady and in sight of the court, would pay dearly for her attempt to attempt to take the king's life. The sovereign had been lenient and had not condemned her to quartering but, to the delight of all the citizens, the beautiful woman condemned would have marched naked through the streets of the capital and arrived in Place Louis XV, would have been exposed naked to the pillory, whipped on the buttocks naked fifty times and finally abandoned to the curiosity, outrage and desires of the people.
When the gate of the Bastille opened and the condemned woman came out escorted by a platoon of guards, naked as a worm, having no way of covering her shame, an ovation of insults and laughter and fart filled the streets.
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"Whore! Filthy English spy!"
"Slut!"
"How much did King George pay you to come and prostitute you with us, damn bitch?"
"Today we will show you how France knows how to fuck England! ..."
"What beautiful dresses, Madame! ..."
"Look, look how those two beautiful tits dance with every step! You feel like tasting them!"
"I'll give you something to taste, as soon as your ass is burnt to a crisp!"
"I told you, my husband, it's not true that all noble women shave down there, do you see?"
"Yes, I knew that the black forest was in Württemberg not in Scotland! ... Ah! Ah! Ah!"
With her eyes downcast, without even having the opportunity to cover her face because of her tied hands, poor Claire walked barefoot and bare in the cool Parisian morning, her eyes swollen with all the tears she had shed that night. De Launay had left her alone but not the soldiers on guard who came to annoy her at every change, to admire her naked body, which for further contempt had been chained with legs and arms wide open, so that from the peephole nothing of her body was removed from the sight and comments of its guardians. At every hour there had been insults and promises of what that soldiers would do to that beautiful noble cunt, that courtesan's ass, that impertinent mouth of her ...
Now, if she alone she slowed her pace because exhausted and distraught, a lash caressed her ass and a yank on her rope made her advance amid the laughter of the people.
"Move your buttocks, you ugly English sow! I really want to cook you to perfection on this spit! - shouted a big tavern cook, lowering his pants in front of everyone and grabbing a powerful cock of impressive dimensions in his hand.
"Let's give this Madame the beauty cream that fits her sow body!" screamed a toothless old hag, grabbing a large handful of horse dung from the ground and hitting the bare breasts of the condemned woman, who wept in despair.
"You are no longer elegant and haughty now, Your grace!" a maid yelled at her, giving her a loud spanking on her white buttocks, on which remained the red mark of her five fingers and all her palm.
Insults, jeers, obscene proposals followed one another without interruption. The beautiful Englishwoman had in her heart the terror and the shame that Jamie might see her in those conditions, but she trembled even more at the thought that her exposure to the mockery of the crowd was nothing more than the pretext to set the trap on her husband, if only he had somehow tried to save her. The sad pilgrimage of the naked lady to Place Louis XV continued amidst laughter, insults and shouts like that of a ship in the midst of a storm. And the shameful landing was now just a few steps away. The beautiful Claire's heart sank when, entering the square, she saw in the very center the pillory waiting for her on a high platform, from where she would be exposed bent at ninety degrees and with her thighs wide open, so that she could hide nothing of the graces that nature had given her.
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jjjack

Magistrate
The shameful procession arrived in the square full of people and Claire with thrusts and slaps was forced to climb the ladder that led to the platform, where the sad instrument of her public shame had been placed.
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As her wrists were untied cackles subsided until it was almost completely quiet.
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Claire's wrists were grabbed by the guards and held in the two holes of the solid oak device, then the convict was forced against her to bend her back until her neck was stuck in the central hole. The executioner's assistant closed the top of the yoke over her neck with a thunderous blow and the wrists of the condemned woman who jumped in fear . Her full breasts swayed, arousing comments and laughter from the crowd. Claire began to shake like a leaf when, now immobilized, she saw the executioner and his assistant move behind her, firmly grasping her legs at the height of the thighs and knees and spread them wide to offer the crowd the unveiled view of her parts. It was the long-awaited moment for everyone and he was greeted by an ovation of whistles and laughter, while the naked young woman's cry of shame rose high. The ankles were locked so that nothing of the beautiful English woman's femininity was hidden from everyone's view.
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A bailiff took the stage and read the sentence.
"The present Claire Beauchamp, French by birth but Scottish by adoption, was found guilty of espionage in the pay of the King of England, of prostitution, for having entered the private rooms of our sovereign with the intent of luring him and then blackmailing him. Her arrest is thanks to our beloved king who, at the risk of his own life, was able to defeat her alone, even escaping the blade of his dagger. The death sentence that this diabolical female deserved was commuted, by the generous grace of our beloved sovereign, with fifty barrel shots to be received in the public square on her bare buttocks. - a shout of exultation rose from the crowd, accompanied by the whining of the woman obscenely stuck in the shackles - Furthermore, the present here Claire Beauchamp is condemned to exposure to the pillory for a day and a night. His Majesty the King allows the valiant citizens after sunset to approach the condemned woman to express the indignation of the whole population of France for the sacrilegious act she attempted against the person of the sovereign, provided that the condemned woman is not mutilated or killed ..."
"No fears, old barn owl, we have other plans for those wide open thighs and that mouth! ..." shouted a voice from the crowd, immediately followed by laughter and whistles.
"Long live the king! - concluded the bailiff, and then, turning to the executioner and his assistant who had settled on the sides of the pillory with their rods in hand, right in front of the buttocks offered for punishment, he murmured - Execute the sentence!"
The executioner's mighty arm lifted and the blow vibrated in the air with a sinister whistle. And then he fell on the ass offered to the kiss the barrel, with a loud thud. Claire's scream tore through the air followed by a long moan and heartbreaking sobs. The executioner's assistant didn't give her time to recover before he dropped a new, painful lash to her lower back.
"NOOOOO !!! PITY !!! AHHHHHIIIII !!!"
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jjjack

Magistrate
Those closest to the dais enjoyed the sight of her swollen breasts dancing back and forth with each stroke, nipples erect and turgid from the caress of the breeze. Vulgar comments about her intimate parts of her wide open for all to see reached her ears, making her die of shame. What especially worried her was the shame that Jamie could be in the square and could see her in that obscene pose and the fear that such curiosity would make him fall into Louis's hands again and in this case definitively. Louis had hinted that he would have him castrated in the public square before hanging him, and what she was going through confirmed that he was a man capable of such brutality.At the thirtieth stroke her stomach almost turned because of the position she was forced to remain in, Claire was almost suffocated by the gagging she suddenly felt. Ten blows later, the tiredness, the tension and the excruciating pain, besides to the cool breeze of the day that caressed her thighs and belly, they made her lose control of her bladder and a warm straw-colored jet began to flow between her wide open thighs, amid the laughter and insults of the crowd. The last three blows were given with exaggerated brutality and the cry of the condemned woman exceeded that of the crowd.

The first part of the punishment was over. Claire was physically destroyed, her butt was a swollen, sore mass with fifty streaks ranging from bright red to deep purple. There was no doctor who could help her because the king had expressly forbidden to give her any kind of assistance. But the wounds on the buttocks were really bad and could have become infected. The bailiff, responsible for the execution of the sentence, then turned to the executioner, to see if he could do something about it.
"Of course, Your Lordship, those who strike are also capable of soothing the effects of the blow. I am an expert in my trade. I will treat her with a camphor-based balm, which soothes pain in the muscles and helps to heal wounds. She will not like it , it burns like fire, but for her ass it will be the only salvation. You will see, for tonight this damsel will be ready to meet her many lovers. "
Satisfied by that answer, which freed him of a responsibility, the bailiff went down from the platform and gave the order to the guards to disperse the crowd, but having seen the spectacle, which was offered on the platform, of the young and naked body of a beautiful woman, bent at ninety degrees with her legs wide open, no one was willing to go away and indeed many put themselves in the note to be among the first to be able to approach her that night.
The executioner took the soothing balm, with a strong pungent odor, from his bag and positioned himself behind the condemned woman.
"Well, beauty, your nice little ass is just a crap. I bet it hurts like hell, right? ..." he said wickedly, running a finger over a sore.
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"YEEEESSSS !!!!" Claire screamed in pain.
"If you are good and kind to me tonight, I may decide to do something to get you through that pain and heal these sores."
"Ohhh yes, please, sir, do something. Please."
"Well, beauty, I have here a balm that will put you back in shape in no time. It will burn you and you will feel your buttocks on fire but then, after a few hours the pain will pass and your buttocks will be as beautiful and white as those of a newborn." he told her, giving her a loud slap on the buttocks offered to her hand. Claire cried out in pain, realizing that she couldn't trust that guy's good heart. She felt him open her jar and then felt a strange sensation on her right buttock, the cold of the balm and the warmth in it infused into the brutalized muscles of her buttock. The heat soon became stinging and the man's rough, callused hand was completely numb to her moans.
"My God, it hurts! Burn! Burn!"
"Calm down, it's all normal, this nice little ass will be as good as new." he chuckled to Claire. In the meantime he had begun to massage her other buttock too and now he was groping her ass in the center of the square under the eyes of many envious men. Claire wiggled her butt obscenely, sometimes to escape that impertinent touch, sometimes seeking the refreshment that after the first burning sensation she was now beginning to appreciate.
"Thank you, sir, thank you! But take it slower please, more gently please, sir. It hurts so much!"
 

jjjack

Magistrate
"All right, Your Lordship, it's not that bad and your ass is really small and pretty that I have too much balm with me. It would be a shame to throw it away with everything it costs!" And so he saying his rough hand descended from the two firm hills behind to the most intimate area between her thighs.
"Nooooo !!! Not there! Don't touch me there !!!" she screamed desperately moving her pelvis sensually like a belly dancer. But hangman's fingers were already on her vulva and tormenting her sadistically. His ointment-soaked index finger searched for the hidden pearl in her folds where the sweet crack closed, a sensitive spot Claire loved to stroke on nights when Jamie was away. The sensitive button immediately came alive and began to burn as if it had been touched by a red-hot iron. The stimulation of his fingers made her wake up and stand up like a little devil out of hell and Claire's moans began to change tone, becoming a sign of indisputable pleasure.
"Mmmmhmmm, nooo please .... Uuuhhmmmm! Aahhhhh! YES! YESSSSSS! AGAIN! AGAIN, PLEASEEEEE!"
"Eh! Eh! Eh! Burn huh this hard nail that you keep under there. You'll see how I make you put out the fire now, milady! ... - and while he continued to torment her firm clitoris, rubbing around his index and middle fingers of his left hand, he slipped the index finger of his right into the hot slit, which in contact with the balm became even more inflamed. - Feel feel how wet you are below! Let's put two of your fingers and see if you like it more! " and as soon as he removed his finger from her vagina, he saw the woman's pelvis rise to a spasm, desperately seeking relief from that deep arousal.
Dying of shame for what she was doing but no longer being able to resist the passion, Claire would even spread her sex lips to invite those two newly promised fingers in. Her clitoris was sending out delicious signals, but the man's fingers left her, just on the most beautiful side, much to the chagrin of the prisoner. But immediately the hot touch of his balm bit her nipples, making her a long moan of arousal. - Great pair of boobs, Your Lordship. I love busty breasts! "
"Please, please please !!!" Claire murmured in one breath.
"What do you want, Your Lordship?" she asked the treacherous brute, knowing perfectly well her answe
"I can't resist, I can't resist anymore!" and after a moment's hesitation "Please, let me come, I need it, I need it !!! I'll do whatever you want tonight, but I beg you, let me enjoy, don't leave me like this or I'll go crazy
"Happy to please you, Your Lordship!" the man answered, inserting those two fingers of hers that she had promised inside her vagina and returning to tease her almost dead clitoris. The man enjoyed seeing the woman sway her over and down as far as her pillory allowed, letting his two big fingers penetrate with great ardor into her wet channel. People on the square watched the scene and cheered the obscene spectacle. When, now close to touching the top, the clitoris was again abandoned to her frustration, the woman multiplied her efforts with the pelvis to increase the rhythm and intensity of the vaginal masturbation of the two impertinent fingers and orgasm caught her with a scream liberating, just as the executioner slipped the index finger of his left hand into her asshole.!"
 

jjjack

Magistrate
After noon the executioner and his assistant opened the pillory and allowed poor Claire some rest. So many hours locked in that obscene position had caused her painful cramps and her back was struggling to stay upright. The woman collapsed to the ground, unable to move a single muscle and for a while she lay on the platform in the center of the square. But then the mass of time wasters and idlers. that were crowded in the square to enjoy the spectacle of her humiliation of her, began to protest because her beautiful body was no longer exposed.
"Time to get back into your place, Your Grace." said the executioner, brutally grabbing her by the arm and lifting her off the ground.
"No please, let me go a little longer, my muscles hurt so much."
"People protest and I have to do my job. The convict has to be exposed to public view all day, says the sentence. People want to see your cunt, your boobs and your ass. Get moving!"
"I beg you! Give me a few more minutes. I'll do whatever you want."
"If you are willing to please the crowd and be admired, without hiding any of your graces, then I could give you a few more minutes of freedom from the shackles." her executioner answered, lifting her chin and looking into her eyes.
Eyes swollen with tears, poor Claire nodded yes with her head.
The executioner lifted her up and pushed her to the center of the dais.
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"Now spread your thighs wide and show everyone your beautiful pussy!" he ordered her in a peremptory tone. And Claire, eyes downcast in shame, put herself in that obscene pose. Whistles, shouts, and ignoble comments immediately filled the square. Claire was forced to repeat that pose several times on each side and on or each corner of the dais.
"Your ass! Show us your ass, beauty! Let's see if the executioner's finger has spread it properly for tonight!" yelled a worker in the square.
"Did you hear? Do as he said!" ordered the executioner.
"But that's awful! They can't ask me this!" Claire sobbed desperately.
"Obey or I'll put you back in the pillory and stick the handle of my whip in your ass, to show how wide it can get." the man answers.
Won, Claire positioned herself with her legs apart turning her back to the crowd and leaned forward, then brought her hands to her buttocks and slowly opened them, showing everyone the tight opening of her anus.
"Executioner, there's still a lot of work to do!" screamed amidst her cackles and laughter a voice from the square.
Claire turned around full of shame and anger.
"What men are you? Don't you have a mother or a wife or a sister at home? What would you do if she were forced to do these things? Shame on you. I'm innocent, I just tried to save my husband!"
Everyone laughed at that extreme defense of her.
"You helped your husband very well, I see! Now by order of the king we are your husbands and we will soon be consuming our wedding night!" another worker laughed. "Now, like a good girl, go back to bend over to this side, we want to see your wares too and move your nice big boobs a little bit!" Claire watched the executioner's glare as she stroked the pillory and with slow steps she moved to another side of the dais to resume the same scandalous position she had assumed. But as she bent her heart beat like a crazed clock when she, bringing her hands to her buttocks to offer the inside of her back slit to the crowd, caught Jamie's gaze in the audience.
 

jjjack

Magistrate
Night had now fallen on the almost deserted square. The idlers, those who had no work for which to get up early in the morning, rich or poor, they wanted to be among those who would first step on the platform to enjoy the body of the beautiful and noble prisoner. The sentence of being turned into a public harlot for one night, offering her body to countless customers, who would pay a price at the royal coffers, was the last major humiliation Claire had to endure that day. She later she would no longer be able to show her face in public without being recognized for the gentlewoman fucked by half of Paris one night in the pillory of Place Louis XV.
The first to use her body was of course her executioner who approached her with a strange instrument closed in her hand, from which two long leather straps came out.
"You will forgive me for the distrust, beauty, but I really care about my cock and I don't want any nasty surprises." And so saying he closed her nose with two fingers and waited for the woman to open her mouth to take a breath; then, with a lightning-fast move, he put what he was keeping hidden in his hand behind her teeth, a kind of horse bit but to circle shape, which kept Claire from closing her mouth or gritting her teeth. Claire screamed something incomprehensible as he firmly secured the leather straps behind the woman's head so that the thing couldn't move.
"Now you won't be able to bite me and all your other customers and I will feel safer. And now let me see how well you move your tongue!". At the first resistance of Claire he gave her a slap in the face and squeezed a nipple between his strong fingers until Claire, defeated, decided to obey: she put out her tongue and began to move it wildly, hoping that this was enough to satisfy the man but with terror saw that he was splitting or pants and pulling out a mighty hard cock.
"Well done, Your Lordship, you have a long tongue! Let's see how you can use it as well as to annoy a man with your chatter! Start licking my balls and then continue to the top. Well done, so ... delicious ... you have a mouth that is a paradise .... She licks everything around well, like a good girl ... "
Claire crying she resigned herself to performing that horrible performance. She loved doing oral sex with her husband but the experience she was having now was degrading. When the man grabbed her by the hair and stuck his cock in her mouth, Claire moaned and gurgled her protest unnecessarily, and at the painful uncorking of her hair she decided to satisfy the man with one of her hottest blowjobs. . As her lips tightened around the rod and her tongue stroked and sucked , her thoughts went to the nights of love with Jamie, when the very things she was doing filled her with joy and pleasure instead of shame. and crap.
"Keep it up, keep it up lady, you're awesome, yeah, yeah yeah ... still, ... do that thing again ... oohhh, yeeeessss !!!!". He grabbed her by her hair and dumped all of her load of cum down her throat. When she came out, one last day, a jet of cum hit Claire full in the face.
The woman threw up in disgust as he dressed. Then Claire saw him step off her dais and come up carrying her two large jute bags, which he placed under her between her gaping thighs. Claire felt her rough burlap stroking the fur of her sex.
"These will serve as a mattress for those who want to fuck your pretty pussy from underneath and want to suck your nice boobs. And now, my dear, you have many friends who have come to see you. Try to be as nice to them as you have been to me or I will make you regret it! ".
The executioner made the first five of the line that had already formed behind the dais go up, and they all lined up in front of the woman: there were workers, artisans, common people but one of them was a nobleman that Claire had met in Versailles, who approached her mischievously.
"Madame Beauchamp, what a wonderful opportunity to meet and get to know you! You know, I got your pussy for a few sou. I thought it cost more to fuck the Versailles whore. So I felt generous and paid for my servant Paul too, do you see? He's the one on the right, yes, the black one, a real African that you won't be able to forget easily ..."
And while he said these words the men who were waiting unbuttoned the flap of their pants pulling out their cocks. Claire shivered with terror seeing Paul's: it was an immense cock, like she had never seen before, at least twelve inches long and three inches thick. That monstrous thing in her asshole would tear her apart. She tried to protest and shook her head desperately how much space the little the hole in her pillory allowed, but her almost animalistic noises she made brought onl her torturers to laugh loud at her , so they approached with theirs cocks in their hand. The three of them positioned themselves at the front of the pillory and a couple of them grabbed her wrists and pulled them forward as far as the width of the hole allowed.

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Then they put her hands at the height of their rods and forced her to take them in her hand. With a brutal pull of her hair they made her understand that there was no need to play pranks and forced her to masturbate them. The third of them took it the same way she had just taken by her executioner. With horror Claire felt that the jute of the sack was lowered under the weight of a body and the noble who had previously mocked her positioned himself under her, firmly grabbed her hips and unceremoniously slipped his cock between her tender lips her sex and penetrated her with a powerful thrust of the kidneys. Claire screamed in bewilderment but her scream was lost in a muffled moan from the cock plowing her throat. Meanwhile, the noble continued to fuck her with powerful thrusts of his pelvis, while he delighted in sucking her swollen breasts and nipples that were erect and hard as small nails. When Paul's black thumbs slipped into the deep crevice buried between her buttocks and he opened them to admire her anus, Claire thought she was dying. She had recently suffered anal violence but that monster cock had nothing to do with any sex experience she had ever had. And knowing that that thing would enter through her hole narrower and drier than hers made her mad with horror. Paul spat in his hand and wet his cock already wet and slimy with sex moisture, then brought the head of his gigantic penis close to the mouth of the sphincter and with some effort overcame the resistance of the anal muscles by going up the narrow rectal canal with a few strokes all the way. Claire's heartbreaking scream gave more vigor to the cravings of her rapists, who urged her to do better with those beautiful delicate hands of hers and with her mouth.
When nearly all five joined climax together, they left her covered in cum and from head to toe.

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jjjack

Magistrate
The first light of dawn was about to appear when the last citizen showed up on the platform and unbuttoned his fly. He walked over to the front of the pillory when Claire, exhausted from the whole sleepless night of satisfying an unknown number of scum with every usable part of her body, was collapsing with sleep, exhaustion and humiliation. He stroked her face, gently brushed her cum-soaked hair back and called to her.
"Claire, it's me." It was Jamie's voice. Claire felt dying inside her, for the shame that he saw her like this and for the fear of her that they would capture him, since he was wanted and that Louis expected him to come in the place to save her.
“I know it's dangerous but I'm here for you. Do not fear. I will come to save you soon, my love. " He presented her already hard cock in front of her mouth while the guards approached suspicious of all that whispered chatter and all that useless time that the stranger was losing in front of the condemned. And Claire pulled out her tongue for the umpteenth time that night and greedily licked the long rod for the full extent of her and then began to suck it noisily and with great ardor.
“The slut still has a great desire to fuck, it seems! These court noblewomen are really born whores, they are sluts to the core! " one of her soldiers said, watching her closely and spitting on the ground.
Claire pursed her lips around Jamie's cock, hoping that no one would notice the similarity of that man with the characteristics of the Scottish fugitive who fled the Bastille. She stroked the rod with her tongue, stopping on each raised vein and the tip of the glans that came and went. When her mouth filled with slimy semen the guard motioned for Jamie to leave because the night was over and the prisoner had to go back to the keep. He put his pants back on without saying a word and walked away while a tear fell on Claire's cheek: he hadn't even removed her that infamous gag before getting her cock sucked.
 

jjjack

Magistrate
Now what will happen to our Claire?
A) Claire gets a visit from Louis in prison and it won't be a courtesy visit for her ...
B) Claire is given to the bastille torturers who will have their fun with her ...
C) Claire is further punished and thrown into a cell along with murderers and rapists for a few days ...

D) You propose your option
 

dfg42

Tribune
Now what will happen to our Claire?
A) Claire gets a visit from Louis in prison and it won't be a courtesy visit for her ...
B) Claire is given to the bastille torturers who will have their fun with her ...
C) Claire is further punished and thrown into a cell along with murderers and rapists for a few days ...

D) You propose your option
D) Since Claire obviously is not broken by male torturers, some female expert is used.
 

Grexed

Condemned
Now what will happen to our Claire?
A) Claire gets a visit from Louis in prison and it won't be a courtesy visit for her ...
B) Claire is given to the bastille torturers who will have their fun with her ...
C) Claire is further punished and thrown into a cell along with murderers and rapists for a few days ...

D) You propose your option
Oooooh....Option C, please. She needs to be a plaything for some horrible men with nothing to lose but a load of hot semen for poor little Claire.
 

fumetto

Magistrate
So the audience has voted for B, C and D, so this is the next story part, many many thanks to Grexred for his amazing manips, therefor we have even more manips
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The Marquis de Launay quivered with desire at the thought that the beautiful Claire Beauchamp had spent all her day stuck in the pillory of Place Louis XV completely naked as when she was born and with her legs wide open, showing her delicious femininity exposed to the gaze of all. The position that the Marquis held as head of the royal prison did not allow him to be absent from the fortress except by order of the king and this made him froth with rage, because he had only been able to work with imagination all day and had listened with keen interest the stories of the guards who had taken turns during the day to check the prisoner. He had learned from them that, after receiving her fifty rods on her bare buttocks, the condemned woman had been seen enjoying like a cheap whore under the hands of the executioner, who had caressed her ass and her private parts, and he for a long time had masturbated her under everyone's gaze, penetrating her both in her pussy and in her ass with his filthy fingers, until she screamed with pleasure. Then, Madame Beauchamp gave herself to the audience present in the square, bending her back and spreading her thighs at all corners of the pillory platform and showing everyone present her pussy and asshole, like the most ignoble of the whores of the port of Le Havre. And he had missed the show.
Finally from dusk to dawn, what had once been one of the most admired ladies at Versailles had been fucked in all her orifices by hundreds of thugs and she had certainly enjoyed it, by that whore that she was her. He had allowed himself a secret nocturnal exit through a small door known only to him and of which he was the only one who possessed the key, and had run into the dark semi-deserted square to see his most ill-famed fantasies realized. He hadn't had the courage to get too close and had been hiding in a dark corner while five men simultaneously enjoyed Madame Beauchamp's delicious naked body, one using her mouth, two her hands, one, lying beneath her, fucking her pussy and the last man one, a black with a herculean body, enjoy her asshole. De Launay had seen him lower his trousers and a groan of fear and envy had seized him as he saw the black column rising straight and solid as rock from that ebony body. He imagined the effect of that impressive club in the narrowest and most secret hole of the beautiful English lady and he had enjoyed the loud scream of pain and the long moan that followed when she was raped in the last still untouched hole. De Launay had then heard the woman's moans become lighter and more rhythmic to the rhythm of the vigorous thrusts that the negro gave her until the man exploded in a bestial roar, coming out of the white ass while still squirting his semen on the back of the poor woman condemned. The woman had sobbed in a confused way while her throat was occupied by another big cock: de Launay thought he recognized in that lament a kind of frustration for a perceived but not fully enjoyed enjoyment. The slut had been close to enjoying a cock in her ass and he would soon take care of making her feel this exhilaration, whether she wanted to or not. In the darkness of his hidden corner, the governor of the Bastille had furiously masturbated, imagining himself to be one of the five vile characters who were abusing the body of the beautiful lady trapped in the public pillory. But now The subtle pleasure of his revenge made him feel hard as a bull. He was descending into the dungeon where Madame Beauchamp had been locked up after arriving almost examining from the night spent in the square. The woman could not stand and she had to be dragged by two guards by her arms and shoulders. Her face and her whole body were an obscene mask of dried semen, piss and horse droppings, which had been thrown on her all day. Claire was unconscious as she was dropped from the condemned cart and she was dragged into her cell. De Launay had felt disgust at her only seeing how the beautiful Scottish lady had been reduced: half of Paris had been satisfied by enjoying her splendid body; but now she was completely in his hands and he would shape her to his liking as the most devoted and obedient of the sex slaves in his dreary prison: not the usual slum prostitute but a lady who had lived at court, full of charm and of culture. As he descended the stairs that led him to the dungeons, he already anticipated the pleasure of taming this rebellious prey.
Claire had regained consciousness after many hours, finding herself locked in a kind of cold, damp and dark hellish cave. The only light that came to her came from a grate on the ceiling of the cell that gave onto a passageway between the cells on the upper floor of the north tower. Her rest had been tormented by the memory and visions of a thousand eyes that spied on her naked, by a thousand voices asking her to show herself in lewd and obscene poses, a thousand hands that groped her in every part, especially between her thighs and on her breasts. Every muscle in her ached terribly and her body smelled like that of an animal. It was the curious snout of a rat that woke her up, sniffing her bare breasts and leaving in disgust. The sight of her cell and her naked, filthy body brought her sadly back to reality. She wrapped her arms around her body trying to get as warm as she could, finding neither a blanket nor a sheet or even a rag with which to cover herself. In that moment of abandonment and despair, Jamie's voice and the caress he had given her after she swallowed his semen came back to her mind and she remembered his promise that he would soon come to free her. She clung to that faint hope like a castaway to a beam in a storm. Jamie, where was she? when would he be back? when this whole nightmare was finally over? Perhaps the thought of her man, perhaps her hands around her body, or her frustration for so many abuses that night made her need a caress that warmed her not only physically but above all humanly. Her hands left her shoulders to go down her hips and lower back, she slowly turned on her back and she caressed her breasts battered by so many brutal hands, making her nipples rise and swell. The prisoner was lost in that subtle secret delight as she felt her breasts become firm and warm, sensitive to the sensual touch of her hands. Her knees lifted and opened, revealing the door to her most secret delight. Her crotch of sex ached terribly but a slight tingling ran through her. A warm fluid began to flow inside her and she felt its source right inside her sex, which now opened at the touch of her fingers. She was dying to give herself to Jamie, even now, even in this hellish dungeon. She whispered to her love, while his fingers slowly probed her wet and slimy vagina, which returned to her delicate touch all the pleasure she had not experienced in a night of brutal abuse. When the tip of her thumb rubbed the sensitive pearl of her clitoris, her buttocks lifted off the ground and her pelvis began to move to meet the fingers that kept moving in and out of the gaping, thirsty vagina, that the female fluids that filled her could not quench her thirst but if anything torment even more. In her semi-dark cell, only the slight movement of the hand that came and went could be perceived, the sinuous movement of the pelvis that accompanied that frantic secret penetration and the slimy noise of the humors that flowed in the sexual channel closed between the wide open thighs.
"I was sure you were an insatiable whore, Lady Frazer. I understand why your husband did everything he could to get out of these walls!" His ironic and perverse male voice caught her just when she was about to reach the peak of her pleasure and it was a moan of shame and not of ecstasy that came out of her lips.
Waking up from the wonderful dream she was having she found not Jamie's loving smile but de Launay's perverse and sinister one, enjoying the view of her masturbation from the peephole of the cell door. The key turned quickly in the lock and the bolt on the door was removed and the man entered the cell holding a long whip. Claire immediately closed her thighs keeping one hand on her sex while with the other she covered her large swollen breasts as she could.
"Go away! Go away! Leave me alone, please!" the woman pleaded as he untied the whip and he crack it into the air threateningly.
"Did I interrupt something, sweetie? You were giving yourself pleasure, huh? This is a very bad behavior, which in my prison is not tolerated. You deserve adequate punishment for it. But since the sin was already committed, we might as well we go on all the way. Come on, let me see how you console yourself when there isn't some cock ready to fucked! "
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"Nooooo, have mercy! Don't do this to me Don't humiliate me like that !!!!"
The jailer swung his whip and struck the edge of the poor woman's left breast with the leather tip, where his hand could not cover. Claire screamed in pain and moving her hand over the wound she discovered the other breast which was immediately hit on her by a long scratch from the whip.
“I ordered you to keep doing what you were doing! You filthy little bitch, ever since you entered my fortress you are mine, mine alone! I will teach you too, like all the others women who preceded you, duchesses or maids who were, what a woman's place is in this prison. You have to learn obedience and respect for men, you have to be helpful and ready to satisfy my every desire, or I'll whip your skin off! "
Frightened by his screams and the way he knew how to use the whip, Claire was persuaded not to resist and lifted her knees again and spread them, showing to the monster watching her all of her femininity without veils. She then brought her left hand between her thighs while with her right he resumed massaging her breasts, now marked by a couple of whiplashes. She hated what she was forced to do with him but her body betrayed her almost immediately at the first touch of her fingertips on her clit. She was already aroused and her clit was still swollen and sensitive.
"Good, whore! move those beautiful hands over your body and inside your pussy! I want you to be ready and wet for when I fuck you! faster those fingers in your crack, even faster! You like masturbating in front of a man, don't you, slut? "
Waking up from the wonderful dream she was having she found not Jamie's loving smile but de Launay's perverse and sinister one, enjoying the view of her masturbation from the peephole of the cell door. The key turned quickly in the lock and the bolt on the door was removed and the man entered the cell holding a long whip. Claire immediately closed her thighs keeping one hand on her sex while with the other she covered her large swollen breasts as she could.
"Go away! Go away! Leave me alone, please!" the woman pleaded as he untied the whip and he crack it into the air threateningly.
"Did I interrupt something, sweetie? You were giving yourself pleasure, huh? This is a very bad behavior, which in my prison is not tolerated. You deserve adequate punishment for it. But since the sin was already committed, we might as well we go on all the way. Come on, let me see how you console yourself when there isn't some cock ready to fucked! "
"Nooooo, have mercy! Don't do this to me Don't humiliate me like that !!!!"
The jailer swung his whip and struck the edge of the poor woman's left breast with the leather tip, where his hand could not cover. Claire screamed in pain and moving her hand over the wound she discovered the other breast which was immediately hit on her by a long scratch from the whip.
“I ordered you to keep doing what you were doing! You filthy little bitch, ever since you entered my fortress you are mine, mine alone! I will teach you too, like all the others women who preceded you, duchesses or maids who were, what a woman's place is in this prison. You have to learn obedience and respect for men, you have to be helpful and ready to satisfy my every desire, or I'll whip your skin off! "
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Frightened by his screams and the way he knew how to use the whip, Claire was persuaded not to resist and lifted her knees again and spread them, showing to the monster watching her all of her femininity without veils. She then brought her left hand between her thighs while with her right he resumed massaging her breasts, now marked by a couple of whiplashes. She hated what she was forced to do with him but her body betrayed her almost immediately at the first touch of her fingertips on her clit. She was already aroused and her clit was still swollen and sensitive.
"Good, whore! move those beautiful hands over your body and inside your pussy! I want you to be ready and wet for when I fuck you! faster those fingers in your crack, even faster! You like masturbating in front of a man, don't you, slut? "
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fumetto

Magistrate
"I will give you ... my sex, ... and ... my ass ..." Claire continued between sobs, while now all the prisoners were touching their cocks in the hope of having a small portion of that delight just mentioned.
“Have you heard, gentlemen? Madame Beauchamp is here naked and willing to do all these things for a man. But don't think that she is always as docile and submissive as she is now, no ... And she is a noble damsel accustomed to the scents of the court and the gallantry of the knights, and is full of pride and impertinence like a wild filly. " De Launay grabbed her by the arm and pulled her up and dragged her towards the door. When the last guard came out, De Launey followed him back, shielding himself in front of the inmates with Claire's body. And at door he stopped, tugged at her hair so that her face was lit by the torches and all the men could see her well, and then they started talking about her again.
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“… A wild and rebellious filly who badly needs to be tamed. She is all yours, men! Don't ruin it too much or I'll have you hanged by the testicles! " and he threw her into the arms of the first who were already advancing to capture her.
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Claire screamed in despair as a hundred of hands grabbed her by her arms and legs and threw her to the ground and the cell door slammed shut.
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Her "NOOOOOO !!!" "of protest and despair was immediately muffled by a filthy hard cock that was stuck in her throat, while two pairs of hands took possession of her wrists forcing the delicate hands of the woman to squeeze two other powerful cocks.
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“Now you're going to do to us everything you said to that pig, you filthy bitch! Suck, suck my cock well if you don't want me to fuck you to death! " he told her what seemed to be the most bossy of the group, that he was getting a delicious blowjob, like he couldn't remember in a lifetime. Claire's head went back and forth on that rigid shaft of him, held firmly by her hair in the hand of this brute, while all kinds of insults and slaps rained down on her. The woman relived the brutal experience of the past night but now she was not tied up but forced to take the different positions that her rapists forced her to take with slaps, kicks and spanks.
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She was still sucking and licking the gang leader's penis when she with terror felt two hands spreading her buttocks and the thought of her immediately ran to the immense cock of the black man who had raped her first in the evening before. She whimpered when she felt a cock head brush against the delicate opening of her anus, she tried to resist, to escape, but her hard reality was forced upon her by a brutal penetration of the big penis into the smallest and most delicate hole. His cock forcibly violated her tight passage and then with two or three powerful blows of her kidney it went up her rectum and started to drain her from behind her with a bestial brutality that made her scream in pain.
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"You do not have an virgin ass, are you ?!" - said her brute behind her as he smashed her tight anal canal with her lunges - Don't fool me, beauty, you're one who likes to feel it in her ass, I'm sure. "
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De Launey was enjoying the gang rape scene from the grate on the ceiling of her cell, and inciting the men to fuck the woman with greater brutality.

"Stupid pederasts! It's a woman I gave you, not a seminarian! Or maybe you don't even remember what a woman looks like anymore? She has a pussy between her legs, a hole made for fucking. Or I have to tell you absolutely all?"
The men, surprised and touchy by the call of their jailer, multiplied the violence and brutality aimed at their young victim a hundredfold. One of them lay on his back and his companions lifted poor Claire, forcing her to sit astride her pelvis, her hard, straight cock impaling her directly into her cunt. By dint of slaps and punches they forced her to ride the man like a horsewoman, enjoying the sight of her breasts swaying with each penetration and the moans of pain and humiliation of their victim. When the man was close to reaching her orgasm, they forced Claire to lie on her chest, lifting and giving easier access to her rear orifice. The woman screamed and cried when she felt her buttocks open again and a big wet glans touched the tender rosette hidden between her buttocks. Her sphincter had long been dilated from the many violations and her rectum was slimy and full of sperm. The cock took her from behind with a bestial violence and with a single blow it went up all the gut of her, which involuntarily tightened around her hot club. Claire let out a long cry of pain, which she died in a cascade of sobs as her colon was filled and conquered inch by inch, and instantly ravaged by the rapist's rhythmic blows. The man grabbed her by her hair and lifted her up while her partner, who was firmly planted with her cock in her pussy, resumed fucking her from below in unison with the second rapist. The woman's movements up and down on the two rods stuck in her orifices were now controlled by the strong grip around her hips by the sodomite and by the strong fingers of the supine rapist, which clawed and crushed the beautiful firm breasts of the woman.
De Launay enjoyed the rape from the grate on the ceiling of the cell and intervened every now and then to further humiliate his beautiful prisoner.
 

fumetto

Magistrate
"So, Madame, do you like your lovers? Do you want to stay with them for the rest of the evening?"
"Nooooo…. Nooo-oooo-oooo!!!! Uuhhaaaa !!! Mmmhuuummm !!!"
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"You don't talk with your mouth full, Madame, haven't the nuns of your college taught you that? ... Ah! Ah! Ah I see that you are an excellent rider, even if I imagined that you would prefer to ride as amazon, but I was wrong ,. It is evident that rather than riding you like to be ridden by talented studs! "
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"Enough, I beg youuuuuuu! EEEEnough! I can't take it anymore! I can't take it anymore ... MMMHHUUMMMM !!!"
"You are a bit too greedy, Madame, and you don't know how to taste what you take. Hey you over there! A bottle of cognac to whoever will make her scream with pleasure!
The convicts seemed to go mad at the prospect of a sip of cognac in addition to the beautiful woman everyone had by now fucked in one way or another. The rapist who was beating her kidneys from below began to move more slowly and deeply. He knew from experience that somewhere well hidden inside her sexual channel the woman had a secret point which, when properly stimulated by him, would make her scream with ecstasy. Even the one who buggered her did not want to be outdone and his lunges took the same rhythm as those of her partner.
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His cock came out almost entirely from the anus with each slow retreat and then sink again and entirely inside the rectum and going to rub against the solid and turgid presence of the cock that fucked the vagina, separated only by a slight internal wall of the body of the woman. Claire moaned harder and harder as she realized that the combined efforts of the two rapists were about to bring her down. Until now she had suffered for every abuse she had suffered and this, beyond the suffering, had been of minimal comfort, because the memory of the pleasure linked to her embraces with her beloved Jamie protected her from collapsing into the abyss of the squalor of the fate of her. But now her body rebelled against her decision and after so much suffering she demanded the satisfaction that the continuous stimulation of his sensitive areas of her imposed on her. With horror, Claire felt her vagina getting wet and contracting around the rod as it plowed her at an increasing rate. But the horror grew when the anus also began to tighten around the big cock that penetrated her from behind and that part of the rectum, on which the penis rubbed to and fro and which was in direct contact with the vagina, began to clench like a fist around the big intruder. The man noticed this and multiplied his pressure on the lower part of the anal gut, which was getting tighter and warmer. A faint meow came from the lips set between the young woman's teeth, and slowly became a growing moan and finally a desperate cry, overwhelmed by the laughter of the twelve brutes and those of the Marquis de Launay.
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The men, however, did not stop pumping their virility into the violated body of the English noblewoman, who she resumed moaning relentlessly and without restraint, now won on all fronts.
"Ohh, I beg youuuu, uuuuhhmmm…. Yes! Yes! Yeeeeesssss !!! Again! AGAIIIINNN!!!!"
The two rapists exploded which simultaneously inside her and lifted the woman who was now semi-conscious given the violence of her double vaginal and anal orgasm, which she had never experienced before. From the two violated holes came a cascade of thick sperm together with a clear and limpid stream, which for the first time in her life the woman had produced on the occasion of that brutal orgasm.
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"Our lady is now really naked! - said de Launay with a grin - You are no longer the devoted Madame Frazer, madly in love with her dear hubby! You are a filthy whore, worse than a street harlot! You enjoy cocks pounding your pussy and ass like a bitch in heat. Confess it! I want to hear you scream now! You fellows, make her talk bad or good! No punches though, I don't want her to be ruined! A few slaps and a good spanking will be enough to convince Madame of the importance of sincerity, isn't it? "
De Launay's fantasy also tickled the dirty dozen brutes who now, after enjoying Claire's body, wanted to enjoy her transformation from a refined noblewoman to a sex slave of the same unspeakable desires as her. Her gang leader grabbed her arm and forced her to kneel. Then, with a slap across the face, he gave her the next order.
"Down, on your hands and knees! Like that bitch you are!"
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Claire was crying and pleading, but after the third or fourth slap she gave up and took the humiliating position that had been ordered.
"Spread your knees wide, bitch! I want to be able to see that precious noble cunt you hold between her thighs!". And full of embarrassment, Claire still obeys.
"She Lifts her ass! And she starts wagging her tail like a happy bitch!"
A shameful cry was heard in her cell as she dropped her shoulders a little, lifted her buttocks and began to move her butt sensually in front of the snickering men.
"Come on, you heard what the Marquis said. Tell us what you are, you filthy bitch! Tell us what you like!" and to better convince her he gave her a loud spanking on her buttocks offered on top of her. Claire screamed and cried and it amused the gang so much that another and then another slapped her on the ass, until everyone was competing to see who would hit her with the loudest and most painful spank.
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Claire cried and screamed at every blow but tenaciously resisted the intention of humiliating herself until she recognized that she enjoyed that brutal attention, until she recognized that her body was now betraying her at every opportunity, shaking her with shivers of pleasure that had nothing to do with his previous experience. When the spanking was accompanied by the infamous caresses of her open and exposed sex or any profanation, which the gang leader began to do to her while the other cronies continued to beat her, then every brake fell and Claire began to move her pelvis on the brutal fingers that bullied her and she raise her butt more to offer a better target to the slaps that had already made her buttocks a bright red color.
"What are you, Madame? Tell us the truth! ..."
"I'm ... a ... slut ..." Claire confessed in a low voice, wiggling her butt more and rubbing her cunt and clit on her pack leader's callused hand.
"Say it louder! Nobody heard you!"
"I'm a slut! A SLUUUUUTTT!!!"
"And what do you want to do now?"
"I want to make love…"
Her two fingers teasing her clitoris entered her slimy vagina of semen and feminine humors, and began probing her with hateful insistence while her buttocks still warmed under the sound slaps of the other men.
"A whore doesn't make love, a whore just wants to get fucked and enjoy!"
Claire sobbed and moaned as her cunt no longer responded to her desires and her self-control and squeezed around her probing fingers.
"I ... I ... want to ... enjoy ... I want to be ... fucked like a bitch! A bitch in heat! YES! YES! YEEEEESSSS!!! O MY GOD! OMYGOD! MYGOOOD!!! UUUUUHAAHHAAAAAA!”
And screaming at the top of her voice she threw from her cunt battered by insistent and brutal fingers a new hot and clear jet of sexual lymph.
That gang rape had in fact transformed her into an ignoble creature, in which she no longer recognized herself.
The sound of the key turning in the lock and the din of the guards entering her cell to save her from the wishes of the herd brought her back to the sad reality of her next meeting with the Marquis de Launay.
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