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The Execution (Scribe X QB)

Turbulent times indeed, in the land of Aeriloch. The Kingdom of the Schwarzivald battered many wars, the invasion of the Qin at the North and even the grand Crusade of the Faelloch in the South. However, the one thing it could not hold back was a great Revolution, known as the Eydes of the South. A single peasant uprising soon spread like wildfire across the Kingdom, inciting many to rise up against an ineffective feudal system. Bloody conflicts stained the ground red, until eventually, the Revolution was victorious. The Royal family sent to the guillotine, the aristocrats scattered or was purged by the revolutionists as the newly formed Republic tried to enact stability upon the resurgent Kingdom.

One such responsibility, however, was the execution of any and all who opposed the Kingdom. One of such, a royal Knight who fought admirably and a Woodland Elf who tried to liaison an army to rescue the Royal family, all falling to the clutches of the revolutionists. And surely enough, regardless of their sex, they would be truly made an example.

Though their wrists were bound in front of them, hastily thrown into a palisade ring designed to be an open-air prison cell for the two, at the crack of dawn, the door creaked open and their captor made quick to grasp the two young ladies, still in their uniform, out towards the open. The light of day was barely up and their torturuous day ought to begin now. Names were of no concern, they were merely barked at as 'Plaything' or sex slave. And surely enough, in between the time they were brought to their designated points, hands would wantonly grope their bountiful chest or strike at their rear.

The red haired Knight, beautiful in all of her looks, were brought before a pillory, where she was soon bound to, neck and wrists just a few inches apart, the height of the stockade shortened so as to force her to bend forward and reveal her rear. The skirt was just for display to go along with her leotard and such, was torn away. The men spent no time spanking and fondling her breasts. Meanwhile, before her, under a tall tree, was exactly where her comrade in arms, a Woodland elf, were to be bound. They found it fitting for an elf to be bound underneath a tree, a being they found respect for as she was, though with much difficulty, bound her to a hogtie, pressing her body against the dew-streaked grass beneath before tying her to the ropes above, putting her in a rather stringent suspension. However, she was tipped downward, to induce a sense of panic from just how far down she was, though the ropes held her strongly.

Against their wills, a wooden dowel was placed within proximity of their mouths. It was really their choice whether or not to bite it down; but if it was on the ground by the time they returned to escort them to 'execution' their trip there would be made only worse. And so, the two remained in their restraints, even though her Elf-friend indeed had it worse, bound up in such a state. They were to endure their humiliating position until the cock crowed, as the sun dawned brightly upon their weary bodies.
 
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