She was innocent. No crime to her name but they still captured her. Her hands tied behind her back, clothes torn as they manhandled her. Her pale skin on display for everyone to see as she begged for freedom. Her fragile body gripped by men in uniform, their hands wandering, covering her mouth, sliding down her hips, groping her. Using her to satiate their lust.

They attached her to a pillory in the centre of the town. The dark wood restricting her hands and head, the rest of her fragile body free, her feet barely reaching the floor. The townspeople watch, their eyes do not show disgust, rather, they're filled with lust. They slowly begin to form a line.

It started with light touches, her skin unaware and unprepared for the contact, shivers from each touch. The touches became more aggressive, tearing off the remains of her tattered clothes, revealing her beautiful body, marked red from the manhandling of the officers. She begged, pleaded for mercy but the pleas of a convict mean nothing to them. From touches to slaps; a form of punishment or a form of pleasure? Her ass, bright red, sensitive to touch from the spanks she was receiving, her voice screaming out in pain but the spanking didn't stop. If only the people stopped at spanking,

The line had started to split, the men began to face her too, their faces stained with smirks and eyes all on the same things. An elevated platform, carried by two of the officers was presented in front of her, an officer slapped her face gently, whispering "good luck" before walking off and laughing. The men took no time to get started, fighting with each other as they rushed towards the platform. Their huge hands on either side of her face, pants undone and cock pressed against her face, waiting for entry. With one slap from the men toying with her ass, her shut mouth opened, escaping a scream, only to be silenced by a cock entering her mouth.

No mercy, her mouth was being violated, a cock slamming its way in, she wouldn't dare to even bite down, surrounded by all these men begging for a piece of her. A tear running down her cheek as she accepts her fate. His body thrusting into her mouth, hands holding her face as he grunts. Moving faster and faster until stopping, holding it deep within her throat, pulling out only to release all over her face. His hands smearing the cum across her face and into her hair, spitting on the ground and murmuring, "filthy whore" as he walks away and lets the next man proceed.

The men in the back, hearing her gagging and gasping for air, only wanted more. No longer satisfied with touching, the next in line began to touch, his fingers digging deep into her pussy, feeling her wetness, "the whore is enjoying this!" He exclaims, pulling out his fingers and licking them. Taking hold of his cock, he guides it into her, gentle as first, controlling his breathing to avoid cumming from how wet and warm she is.

Her teeth bite down, a slap to the face. A moan escapes. Her cheek coloured pink, her mouth open as a cock reaches the back of her throat, her moans breaking out through each thrust. Her pussy being pounded, her waist being held and squeezed as her body gets violated. Hands wandering along her body, pinching her nipples, tugging on them. No more lines, her hands being used to stroke cocks as they lust for her.

Her hair covered in cum, her face covered in a mix of saliva and cum. Her ass brimming red but they want more. It's not enough. The next person to reach her ass takes his time, his huge dick stretching out her insides, his built body slamming against hers, each thrust causing her to moan loud enough for the world to hear. But he needs more. Spitting on her ass, wiping his thumb into it and proceeding to force it into her asshole, a scream escapes, she had thought that they were doing all that they could but this wasn't expected, for them to go as far as to violate every hole of hers.

A thumb turned into two fingers, two fingers turned into three. Three fingers lead to his huge cock forcing itself in. The tip barely making it in before her screams began. His hands spreading her ass cheeks, his body attempting to guide himself in. His spit dripping down his cock as he gives his all to get it in. A failure. With anger and disappointment, he forces himself into her pussy. Slamming into her, his grunts, full of aggression. His rough hands pulling her in from her waist with each thrust. The pillory shaking in response to his strength. His grunts grow louder, his thrust stronger, his hands wandering as he nears to the end. Holding himself deep within her as he releases his cum, pulling out as it drips from her pussy.

A failure for him but a success for everyone else. Using their cocks to stretch her asshole, pounding deep within her. Her asshole filled with the cum of multiple men as they continue to use her. Taking turns between holes, using her as a toy. Fucking her ass and pulling out, spreading her asscheeks and involuntarily making her gape. Spitting into her hole as they fill her up. Her body isn't hers. She now belongs to the men of the village. A simple toy to be used for their satisfaction.