Punished in Public

This episode contains derogatory language, please listen at your own discretion.

So, we meet again. I haven't seen you in years. Our paths diverged, unfortunately. I tend to keep my head down and stay out of trouble. And you…you seem to always be running headfirst into it. Ironic though, isn’t it... trouble is what you were worried about back when I answered the recruitment call for the town guard. I suppose all of your thieving has finally caught up to you. To see you like this, bent over, head and hands locked between two heavy wooden planks...I can’t say I’m surprised they’ve finally put you in the stocks.

“Well, well, well. Look who it is. The sneak finally got caught.”

“By all means, add insult to injury.”

It’s strange seeing someone so skilled at keeping quiet and out of sight held in such public view like this. You were always something of an exhibitionist...when you and I were together.

“I quite like the sight of you bent over and stuck like that.”

“Yes, I’m certain you do. Come stand in front of me. Let me see you standing proud in that captain’s guard armor.”

I smirk down at you. There’s something so satisfying about that look of defiance in your eyes.

“So virtuous, you town guards are, aren’t you? I bet you spend your days rescuing damsels and caring for the downtrodden. How unbelievably dull.”

“And what’s wrong with that?”

“Oh, come now. You used to be fun. Adventurous. The trouble you and I would get into…”

“Those…those days are over.”

I stiffen in my heavy armor as I remember all of those late nights you and I spent together. Breaking into the royal chambers...fucking in the stables...in the gardens. Have I lost my adventurous streak? I’m supposed to be keeping watch over you, ensuring that you don’t escape. But… you look so delicious in this helpless state. Perhaps we can have some fun, you and I. I can prove to you that I’m just as adventurous as ever. I bend down in front of your prone, bent form. I lean in close to look into your eyes. Your hungry eyes flicker over my lips, daring me to prove you wrong. I press my lips hard against yours.

Your lips are dry from having been left out in the stocks all day. You undoubtedly weren’t given enough water. Poor thing. Despite that...your kiss tastes fucking good. Oh, and the sound of your moans…I’ve missed that. I break the kiss, as delicious as it is, and give you a wink as I stand up and make my way behind you. With the appearance of your clothes, modest and proper, no one would ever suspect how horny and naughty you can be...I lift the hem of your skirt up and admire your bare ass.

“Mmm, what are you doing back there? Just enjoying the sight of me bent over for all to see. It’s humiliating, isn’t it?”

“Admiring, yes. And I think it’s time for your punishment.”

I trail my fingers slowly down the fleshy curve of your ass. I palm one cheek, kneading and massaging you…just thinking about all the dirty things we used to do together...

“You’ve been a very, very bad girl…haven’t you?”

“Yes. Yes, I have…what are you going to do about it?”

You push your ass out towards me and up against the cool metal of my armor. My cock starts to harden and I shift a little where I’m standing. I want you...

“Well, your public humiliation doesn’t seem to be enough. So, I suppose I’m going to have to try something a little more severe…”

I unclip my leg armor and let it drop to the ground. My cock immediately springs up against my trousers. I push my hips up against your ass and you writhe up against my hard length.

“You’d like that, wouldn’t you? Fucked in the stocks for all the town to see?”

“Oh, god, yes…please.”

I slip two fingers inside of you. Oh, you’re dripping wet. You really have been enjoying being on display, haven’t you? I slide my fingers through your warm, wet outer lips...up to your sensitive clit. I rub you so slowly, teasing you…

“It’s a good thing everyone is tucked away in bed...we can really take our time…”

I feel you clench around my fingers. You are loving every second of this.

“...or would you like them to see you being a filthy girl?”

You squirm, refusing to answer me. I can’t see your face from back here, but I know you’re flushed. Defiant. Your soul has a fire to it that’s always blazing...

“You like being on display, don’t you? Is that why you're moaning so loud? You want to be caught? You want everyone to see what a needy little slut you are?”

“Yes…”

My cock twitches up against you. Your hands pull at the wooden stocks just slightly as you squirm. I drop my trousers and wrap my hand around my shaft. I tease the head, dragging my thumb over that sensitive ridge. I spank you again with my free hand. And again. There’s something so sexy about you, bent over and restrained, your ass pointed out, free to take for anyone who might pass by. I press my cock up against your entrance and place my hands on top of the stocks for stability.

“Making me cum ought to be a suitable punishment. What do you think?”

“Oh, fuck, please, yes! Please fuck me.”

I thrust inside of you without warning, and every inch of my hard cock disappears into your needy pussy...

“Oh, oh, yes!”

I thrust harder, faster, my knuckles turning white from squeezing the stocks so hard.

“Don’t be too loud, now. If you get us caught we’ll both be in the stocks tomorrow. And while you may enjoy that thought, sweet slut, I’d rather avoid losing my job.”

My cock trembles inside of you. Fuck, your walls are so tight around me.

“Oh, fuck yes, harder!”

I want to give you more as I fuck you mercilessly. I reach around to the front of your hips and find your entrance through your layers of skirts. Your thighs clench around my hand as I work your clit over and over again. Your whole body bucks with pleasure as I fuck you with my hands and my cock.

“You…are such…a slut. You deserve to be punished, don’t you?”

“Oh, yes, yes, I deserve it! Please, punish me!”

Oh, god, I’m getting close. My cock is throbbing inside of you. I could cum any second now. I slow my thrusts and deepen them, pushing hard up inside of you.

“I bet you’ve wanted to touch yourself all day, haven’t you? You’ve been soaking wet since they locked you in, huh?”

“Yes, yes. I’ve been so wet for so long.”

I finger your clit harder, faster. Oh fuck. Fuck, I’m going to cum.

“Well… have you learned your lesson?”

“If the lesson was chaos bred pleasure, then absolutely.”

I pull out of you and pull my trousers up. I make my way around the stocks and stand in front of you. Your face is flushed as you cast your eyes up at me.

“Go on. Let me out.”

I pick up my armor from the ground and put it back on. I can’t help but smirk down at you.

“You know, as the captain’s guard, I have the power to extend sentences...if I feel it necessary…”

“What? Bloody hell, enough with the jokes. Let me out.”

“Hmm...I think another day in the stocks might do you well.”

“You bastard.”

I bend down and kiss you. Your tongue tastes so sweet and you bite my lip hard in protest as I pull away.

“Don’t act as if you won’t enjoy it.”

“Well, look at that. It’s almost dawn. I must be off. Not to worry. I’ll be back midday to check on you. ‘Til then, have fun.”