Lisa Ch. 09b

"Mr. Mayor, what did the accused make you do?" Jim prompted.

Josh lowered his hands and locked his eyes on Jessica, "She made me take her pussy with my cock. She was so wet, so tight ... your honor, she made me cum in her."

"My apologies Mr. Mayor," Jim said, "but I am having a hard time visualizing the events in your testimony. Re-enact them."

"Yes your honor." Josh said and moved to one of the devices by the wall. He lifted it and brought it to the middle of the room. Jessica's pussy squeezed as she watched him place the stockade on the floor.

"We bought all of these devices." Scott whispered in her ear, his hot breath sending shivers of anticipation down her spine. "We each picked a favorite since you liked them all. The stockade was Josh's. You can pick one too baby, we'll buy it."

Jessica tilted her face into Scott, "Okay ... thank you, this is so hot."

"Mmm, it's going to get hotter." Scott said with a sexy laugh.

"The prisoner was in the stockade." Josh said, "Serving her sentence for some minor offense."

"Place her in the stockade." Jim said to Scott, who silently dragged Jessica to the wooden devise, forced her to bend over and locked her in by her head and hands.

"Continue with your testimony Mr. Mayor." Jim said when Scott moved away and Jessica stood shuddering with anticipation in the middle of the room.

"Thank you." Josh said from behind Jessica. Suddenly, without warning, he landed a stinging slap on Jessica's ass cheek, and then the other.

"Oh!" Jessica gasped, feeling her ass cheeks turn pink and the sting from the slaps seemed to travel down to Jessica's pussy making it squeeze hard and into her pulsing pussy Josh rammed two fingers ... and Jessica came, squirting onto his hand.

"Oh fuck ..." Josh moaned, panting filled the room and Jessica's knees felt weak as she shuddered even harder with anticipation.

"Your honor," Scott said in a strangled voice. Jessica tried to see Scott, he stood just beside her but far back enough that she couldn't see him. She was so restricted by the stockade in fact that she suddenly realized how vulnerable she was. Had she really been serving a sentence naked and alone in a stockade, anyone could help themselves to her. Inexplicably that turned her on, a lot. It made the pit of her stomach ache with need.

"Yes Father?" Jim replied.

"As one of the highest ordained priests in the land, I too am a man of honor. And I can collaborate the Mayor's testimony about this young, sexy, witch and her enticing ways. I too was beckoned from my bed in the rectory, late at night. And she led me to her tight, pink, asshole. Making me part her sexy asscheeks, like this ..." Scott said and Jessica felt his hands prying her cheeks apart, "I was compelled to suck on her asshole. Your honor, look at that hole ... how can one resist that?" Jessica moaned, as she heard movement around her and she realized that the men had moved to stand around her, looking at her asshole.

"That is a beautiful, pink, puckered hole." She heard Angus say in a low, guttural growl.

"And it tastes so good." Scott said, "It's so tight that it takes a lot of dedicated work to draw it out."

"Did she make you play with her clit Father?" Angus asked, his voice so throaty Jessica's pussy clenched. "As the foremost business man in this community, I was very surprised to be summoned to her in the middle of the night. She made me part her pussy lips, wide and suck her already swollen clit between my teeth, gnaw it, over and over, as she nearly drowned me in her juices making my face slide against her pink, quivering meat."

"Oh!!" Jessica screamed as her pussy convulsed and she came hard squirting all over the floor, the men cumming seconds later . They must have worked their cocks out of their pants because Jessica felt cum shoot onto her back and tits.

"She made me play with her clit." Riley said as he moved into her view. Locking eyes with her, Riley moved closer, his cock, covered in cum and hard again, vibrating as he brought it to her lips, tracing them with his head. The other men moved into view also and Jessica's breath caught. The leather outfits accentuated every rippling muscle in their bodies ... the leather crotch of their pants showing of their huge balls even as their cocks hung out. "As the head of police here in town, I am above reproach in my behaviour, but I somehow found myself with my cock in her mouth one night after eating her pussy out. It was like I was in a trance ... unable to resist fucking my cock deep in her throat. And when I came ... she ate it. All of it. Swallowed my cum as if it were milk."

Riley dipped the head of his cock between Jessica's lips and pulled out ... teasing her, and when Jessica tried to take more he pulled back. It was easy to see by his expression that denying her his cock took a lot of effort. His dark eyes flashing with need never left hers eliciting whimpers of frustration from Jessica.

"You won't tempt me again young witch..." Riley said in a husky voice. "Beware your Honor," he added, and Jessica could see Jim from the corner of her eye. His cock, hard and vibrating, stuck out from his leather pants and he was rubbing its tip. "She will lure you into her wickedness also and once you've been in her you have to go back. Over and over. It's an addiction," Riley continued in a low, hypnotic voice, his expression softening as he watched her, "the feel of her on you. Her taste ... it will take over your life."

In the flash Jessica could see the whole story.

"Please sir," she whispered, eyes still locked on Riley's. "I beg of you, let me go. If you care about me at all, let me live a normal life."

"Care about you?" Riley asked as the other men moved closer and Jessica scanned their faces before returning to Riley's. They were curious and she could see a hint of uncertainty creeping onto Riley's expression. She nodded encouragement. Clearly the men had a storyline in mind. They could pause the game and compare ideas, Jessica and Scott had done that early on in their role plays. But they later advanced to the point of making it up as they went along and it was far more rewarding that way. For a moment she worried that she would shake Riley, Angus, Josh and Jim's already fragile confidence in their abilities to be creative but then Riley returned her nod and seemed back on track when he said, "How could I, Chief of police, upstanding citizen, care about a poor peasant girl, put in the stockade for stealing a loaf of bread. Using some dark powers to lure my distinguished colleagues and me to her at night to perform unspeakable acts?"

"I know you cared because you gave me pleasure." Jessica said, her voice shaking with need. She was so turned on. She shifted her eyes to Angus, "You all did. While the other men would come and take what they need never once caring about my satisfaction, you men began to take your time with me." She slid her eyes to Josh, "Stroking my clit." She looked to Scott, "Fingering me ... sucking my nipples, pinching and pulling ... making me squirt. That was the first time I was in the stockade two years ago. You never let me see who you were, so when I was released I was so nervous about every man I saw. Never knowing who had taken me. I'd tried to leave town and somehow I'd been accused of stealing and ended up back in the stockade." Jessica paused to catch her breath. She was so wet and horny, and the men were moaning, cocks vibrating in her face. "And you came to me again, telling me never to leave town. When I was released again you began taking me whenever you could catch me alone. Always coming up behind me, blindfolding me. And that was okay for a while. You would feed me, make sure I had clothing, a roof over my head. But you could never give me what I really wanted, a relationship. A husband. A family. And I understood that. You had always told me you would never give up your lives for me. But when I wanted to leave, start over somewhere, have a family of my own, I ended up here. Please," Jessica added, sweeping her eyes back to Riley, "Let me go."

Jim cleared his throat. "Is this true gentlemen?" he asked.

"It was you too." Jessica said looking at Jim and catching her breath ... the studs on the crotch of his pants made his cock look even more appealing, if that was possible. His head oozed pre-cum and the veins in his cock seemed to bulge more. "I recognize your voice." She added when Jim looked taken aback. "You like to spank me as you take me from behind ..."

"You are a witch and you made me do those things." Jim replied.

"I'm not a witch." Jessica replied, "I'm an innocent girl who wants nothing more than to start a new life. Please let me go and I won't breathe a word of this to anyone. I promise."

"We can't." Scott jumped in. "Someone saw us with you in the square. We must protect our reputations ... there must be a trial."

"But if you can prove you are not a witch, you will be free to go. If not ... you will be in the stockades for the rest of your life. Understood?" Jim asked with a moan. Jessica shuddered, so close to cumming.

"How can I prove I'm not a witch?" she managed to ask.

"There are tests for that." Josh said and from the tone of his voice Jessica knew that the tests were going to be extreme. She couldn't see the other devices but she remembered that the ones she'd seen around the room were some of the most scary ones featured in the museum.

"Tests?" Jessica whispered.

"Tests ..." Riley growled and moved alongside her where Jessica couldn't see him. Suddenly his fingers were parting her pussy lips. "Pussy torture tests." He added as he slammed three fingers into her, "A witch can escape the pain ... a normal peasant girl can't."

"Oh God!" Jessica exclaimed and came, soaking Riley's hand, her pussy squeezing his fingers hard.

"Fuck!" Angus growled as he joined Jim, Scott and Josh in spraying their cum all over Jessica's face. Moments later Riley exploded, covering Jessica's tits and belly with his cum.

Jessica heard movement around her but she couldn't open her eyes. Cum caked her eyelids. She heard a scuffling sound and knew the men were moving something heavy around. Suddenly her hands and head were free and she was pulled upright by the neck. A huge, strong, hand gripped her neck and gave her a slight shake.

"Wipe your eyes." Josh commanded in her ear, "With your fingers ... and lick them clean."

Jessica did, and made sure to lick her fingers in the most suggestive manner she could. She was rewarded with Josh's low growl in her ear. When she could see again she saw that the men had dragged over a device that looked absolutely terrifying. It looked like a wide saw horse with two large stakes sticking out of it. The stakes were covered in bristles and to the front of the first stake there was what looked like a pin cushion with many tiny pins sticking out of it. Protruding from the back of the sawhorse was a post and from it protruded a metal pole with a tray resting at the end. Suddenly Jessica was lifted between Josh and Riley and carried to the device. Jim had lowered the body of the sawhorse, much to Jessica's relief, and she soon found herself straddling it as it lay at her feet. Angus pushed her back against the upright pole and Scott fastened a harness that Jessica hadn't noticed around her, effectively pinning her to the post.

"I love when your tits are covered in our cum." Josh said, giving her right tit a small slap. "That's what peasant girl tits are for ... covering in cum, and slapping." He added, slapping her tit again, only harder. He paused and examined Jessica's expression. "Baby," he said leaning in closer, "You're sure you're okay with this?"

Jessica nodded, "I am Josh, I promise I'll say mercy if I don't like something. Are you okay with it?"

"Maybe too okay with it." Josh said and caressed her right tit, now pink from his slaps, "There's rough and then there's rough. This may end-up being more than any of us expected."

Jessica looked around at the other men who seemed to be second guessing themselves also.

"I want this. It's a game I want to play with you. And I like rough ... I trust you." Jessica said. "I know you're acting and I will be too. Anything that is real will be prefixed with mercy. Otherwise, it's acting."

"Okay." Josh said when the other men nodded agreement. "So," Josh said, back in character, "Are you prepared to admit that you are a witch?"

"No." Jessica replied and a chill ran down her spine when the expressions the men wore simultaneously shifted to dark, seductive, sadistic, delight.

"Very well." Jim said and nodded to Angus and Riley who ducked down behind Jessica. There was the sound of gears turning and the sawhorse as well as the tray above it rose up several inches closer to Jessica. Jessica shuddered as she realized that the tray had about a hundred tiny pins sticking out of it, tips up.

"This should be a little higher." Scott said and raised the tray until it was at Jessica's belly button height. "And these," he added, crouching near the stakes, "should be aligned with your holes ..." he paused as Angus pried Jessica's ass cheeks open. Scott moved the stake until he seemed satisfied with its location, and then with his one hand he spread Jessica's pussy lips wide open, and moved the other stake until it aligned with her pussy hole. He then moved the pin cushion closer to it. "Every time you refuse to admit you are a witch, we will raise these parts of the machine. Eventually these stakes with their rough and pointing bristles will be in your pussy and asshole. These pins will be pressed into the pink flesh of your pussy," he added running his fingers over the pins on the pin cushion, "and these pins will be pressed into the underside of your tits. The only way to avoid being skewered is to admit that you are a witch and that you seduced us into fucking you."

"Never ..." Jessica whispered.

"That deserves raising these two notches." Riley said and growled in anticipation as he and Angus raised the sawhorse and tit tray two more levels. Then added another. Jessica gasped. Suddenly the bristles at the tips of the stakes were pressed against her pussy lips and ass cheeks.

"You'll notice that we left your hands untied." Scott said, "And that's because you are expected to keep them behind your back at all times. No matter how painful things get, your hands are not to move forward to protect yourself. And conveniently, they are available to provide relief for us. It is stressful testifying against you." Scott added while sliding his hard, vibrating cock into Jessica's hand. Riley put his in her other hand. Jessica clutched them, moaning as she gave a short, fast flick of her wrists, twisting and stroking their cocks near their bases. She was so happy to be touching some part of them that she gasped with pleasure. It didn't take more than a few strokes before Riley and then Scott came. Their cocks were quickly replaced by Jim and Josh's. Jessica stroked them and then Angus and as Angus came Jim began lifting the stakes and tit tray higher. And he didn't stop. Jessica felt her ass cheeks spread apart by two strong hands and realized it was Riley, and suddenly the prickly bristles on the stake were entering her tight asshole and pussy. Throwing her head back, Jessica cried out as she came ... hard. Soaking the stake in her pussy. Jim kept raising them and soon the stakes were almost fully in her holes, the nails dug into her tits, and the pin cushion parted her lips as it pressed into her meat. Crouching next to her pussy Josh spread her lips and the pulled them down over the pin cushion, pressing them onto it and Jessica had a moment to realize that she was glad that neither the nails or the pins were real ... they were modified versions of themselves. Pointy enough to cause discomfort but not sharp enough to do real harm. And the men had lathered the bristles in lube. She may not have noticed in her pussy as much but she definitely did in her bum ... and then one of the men must have pressed a button because the stakes began pistoning into her, like the fuck machines had back at home. The pin cushion vibrated and suddenly she was cumming, screaming long and hard as the bristles rubbed against her cervix and clit. It wasn't until she sagged in post orgasmic bliss that she realized that the men had cum too, spraying her.

But the men didn't take time to ride out their orgasms. Jessica found herself removed from the stakes and carried over to a large metal x that had materialized in the center of the room. It was upright and Jessica realized that this was 'the wheel'. Women were to be tied open on the x, hands and legs spread. But the men were altering things and Jessica found her arms tied to the top of the x and then her legs spread and raised, her ankles tied next to her hands. Her legs were pulled so far back that her pussy and ass were horizontal to the floor and open to the men. Jessica could see them. Riley and Jim pushed her knees flat against the arms of the x and tied them as well, making Jessica's pussy and ass into table top.

"Perfect." Scott said delivering a stinging slap to her pussy. Her lips were parted because her legs were and the slap landed on her soaking wet pink meat and clit. Jessica moaned as her pussy quivered. "Just what we've always wanted." Scott continued, sliding his thumb into her pussy and giving her gspot several hard, fast, jabs. "Our own human candle holder." And he chuckled when Jessica gasped and gave him a worried look.

"Maybe rather than the stockade we'll just mount you on the wall like this." Angus added, "Bent like a pretzel, pussy out, ass out, mouth ..." he said shoving his fingers into Jessica's mouth, "out. Tits," he added organizing her tits so they were fluffed out in between Jessica's legs, "Available ..." he continued with a growl, pinching her nipples, pulling and twisting them.

"Oh!" Jessica screamed and came, a fountain of her juices spraying out of her pussy straight up into the air.

"Mmm ... our own water fountain." Josh add and opening his mouth wide he covered Jessica's pussy with it and slurped. Sealing his lips around her pussy lips, he sucked. Jessica felt her clit, her meat, her hole, getting suctioned into his mouth and she came again, screaming as Josh gulped down her juices.

"Holy ... fuck!" Jim exclaimed, the other men growled and Jessica felt their hot cum spraying her thighs and sides.

Josh lifted his head from Jessica's pussy and his face was glistening wet. Licking his lips he said, "You are delicious."

"She is." Scott agreed. "Best pussy I've ever had." He slid his fingers in Jessica's pussy, bent them and turned them inside her. Pulling them out, slick with her juices he smelled them, inhaling deeply before sliding them into Jessica's mouth. "Taste yourself." he said as Jessica sucked his fingers clean. "You taste good, don't you?" he asked when there was no more of her cum to clean from his fingers. Jessica nodded.

"So good," Riley said lying his hand on Jessica's pussy and leaning in closer to her, "that we'd be crazy to let it go." Riley's voice was sinister and the way he stared at Jessica caused shivers to run down her spine. "No one saw us fucking you. And we know you're not a witch. But you, trying to leave, is unacceptable. This is your punishment. And when we're done, that will be your new home." Riley turned to point at a cage that stood tall and narrow by the wall. "There are access holes to your mouth, ass, pussy and tits. You will be available to us twenty-four seven."

Jessica shuddered, her pussy squeezing.

"That's right." Scott agreed. He was holding a candle in his hand and looked from it to Jessica as the fingers of his other hand spread her pussy lips wider, "And maybe we'll still put you out at night in the stockade for the other men in the village to use. And if you ever think of leaving again, remember what we'll do to you ..." Scott ended, a dark, hungry expression on his face as he locked eyes with Jessica and tilted the hand that held the candle. Jessica screamed as the hot wax landed on her clit. Head back, eyes closed, Jessica struggled to escape the heat. Scott righted the candle and as the severe heat began to fade Jessica worked to catch her breath, her clit vibrating under the wax. Her heart pounded, adrenaline rushed, and she was surprised by how much she liked the feeling. Opening her eyes Jessica saw the red, melted wax on her pussy, and something about it turned her on so much. A moan escaped her. Looking up at Scott she found him watching her with concern. Glancing at the other men she found them doing the same. But their cocks were rock hard and vibrating. So tantalizingly close to her but she couldn't reach out and touch them, suck them, or slide onto them. That frustration coupled with the pulsing of her clit made Jessica's pussy explode. The suddenness and intensity of it had Jessica's head back as she screamed uncontrollably, her body tensing, her pussy squirting.