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[tanuno]

[jdoe1971] Witcher 55

Finally in Dulla, the destination. More of the outskirts, actually. Dulla is a big city. The biggest in the South. Short hydration break for the thirsty bunch. Yen is temporary removed from the chains and allowed to perform her trade with someone with a fat purse that liked her and asked so the caravan master. Break is almost over, onward to the slaves' pens.

 

[tanuno]

[jdoe1971] Witcher 56

Streets of Dulla. The eyes of the occasional street dwellers are drawn to Ciri, the statuesque ash-hair goddess ... each of them leaves his imagination go wild about what they would use such slave for ... alas, none of them has the money to buy such exotic beauties. They can dream, though.

 

[tanuno]

[jdoe1971] Witcher 57

On and on they march

 

[tanuno]

[jdoe1971] Witcher 58

Pens are full. A good harvest of the raiders plus the uncommonly large number of caravans filled them to the brim. The ingenious Bub decided to chain them from a horizontal beam in a position used normally for branding and examination. Some of the locals take advantage of the opening and arrange for short periods of time with the ones they fancy most. None of them was a virgin, so why not?

Note from Tanuno:
After such a stifling trip, I will let the slaves 'rest' in these comfortable quarters. Meanwhile I will post on another thread. I'll be right back! To continue, the story is a bit long.
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[llermito]

Shreemzeno - Dark Sea Season 1 bdsm

 

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Kvadning - Kala bdsm

 

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Kvadning - Kala bdsm 2

 

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Kvadning - Kala bdsm 3

 

[tanuno]

[Bazzell] No One Expects the Inquisition 01

It was closing time at the Boar’s Head tavern, and Tonya hummed happily to herself as she collected the goblets from the now deserted tables. She was a good barmaid, and was extremely popular among the tavern regulars and passing travellers alike, all of whom tried their luck with her, and all of whom accepted her kindly delivered rejections with a wistful understanding that they were just not good enough for such a sweet creature.

When Tonya heard the tavern door open behind her she felt it must be that good looking young thatcher that had been flirting with her all night.

The tavern landlord Otto was shocked and mortified to see the Inquisition guards stride purposefully through the door. He knew with all certainty that it could not be himself that they were coming for, and so, with a heavy heart, he regretfully began to ponder how he could possibly replace a wonderful barmaid such as Tonya.

 

[tanuno]

[Bazzell] No One Expects the Inquisition 02

“Tonya Pohl, you have been named to be the twelfth part of a fowl coven of witches!” yelled the cowled figure sitting in the centre of the table. “Do you confess this to be true?”
“What?... I... I do not understand, Father?”
“Remove the protection of clothing from this accused witch! Until she proves herself innocent, she deserves them not!”

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[tanuno]

[Bazzell] No One Expects the Inquisition 03

“Have pity upon my shame, Father! cried the shocked Tonya. “How could you allow these men to see me thus?!”
“Do you deny being an acolyte of the warlock Benito Ritzi, for he hath named you among his twelve accomplices in his pact with the devil?”
“Nohhhh, Father! I know nothing of this man!”
“Alas, she must be tested, Torture Master! You must search for the Devil’s Mark… No matter where is may be hidden.”

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[tanuno]

[Bazzell] No One Expects the Inquisition 04

And so, the search for the Devil’s Dugs began. Those sweet spots the daemon would choose to place a nipple, whereupon he was disposed to sup. All righteous servants of the inquisition knew that the dugs, once touched by his evil claws, would hence forth become invulnerable to pain.
“Hold still, witch!” said Bruno. I’d not wish to prick you twice!”

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[tanuno]

[Bazzell] No One Expects the Inquisition 05

Tonya’s cry of pain indicated that the small spot which Bruno had chosen to investigate was nought but an innocent mole. He moved his attention to another mole on the witch’s right breast, which likewise summoned a squeal of protest from from the girl.
“The Devil is cunning in his placements, Father Satanini.” declared Bruno.
“Then you must be diligent in your search, Torture Master.” said the good friar.

[Bazzell] No One Expects the Inquisition 06
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[tanuno]

[jdoe1971] Witcher 59

Left alone, our trio (that somehow turned into a pentad, or quartet, depending how one counts) is trying to pass the hours till morning in this infernal position. The hope is as soon as they will be sold, they will be unfettered and allowed some mobility. At least that's the hope.
One, only one of them if given a chance can easily free the rest of the company and flee. Tomorrrow is the big day.

 

[tanuno]

[jdoe1971] Witcher 60

And finally, the big day, the day when our heroines will be auctioned, branded and will find their place of labour. After having the wooden yoke removed Ciri is looking to the vicious bruises on her wrists and neck left after a month of constant wear of the heavy device. Her turn on the auction block will come next.

 

[tanuno]

[jdoe1971] Witcher 61

Slave buyers are reluctant on buying white slaves as they are feeble workers so the last attempt is made to sell all of the three white sorceresses at one bargain price. Finally, the local baker agreed to pay the meager amount. He just lost a couple of well-muscled wheel-turning Nubians to the plague and now he's short a few slaves to keep the mill running. "At least if they die spinning the wheel, I didn't pay a fortune".

 

[tanuno]

[jdoe1971] Witcher 62

After being sold for a pittance, the slaves are taken to the new owner residence and place of work. Going through the gates of the estate, they could make an odd contraption in a distance, chains dangling in the wind.

 

[tanuno]

[jdoe1971] Witcher 63

After a long and sweaty night in the underground cage for the new slaves, the light of dawn wakes up our heroines. A ladder is being brought while two guards are having an animated conversation in a harsh, uncomprehensible dialect.

 

[tanuno]

[jdoe1971] Witcher 64

On the job.

 

[tanuno]

[jdoe1971] Witcher 65

After the initial shock, the girls have little trouble spinning the wheel that's crushing the grains. Compared to the oar this work had more variety as villagers are often pausing in their runs to contemplate the sweaty bodies labouring on the wheel. As they watch the slaves, the slaves also watch them with interest. Yes, better than the infinite stretch of water.