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 The Princess Bride

   by

   Doghead_2000





   Introduction

   For years the two Kingdoms had been ravaged by the effects of war,
villages and hamlets sacked and destroyed by the king's armies, peasants
and lords alike slain and tortured in the name of a long forgotten argument
between the two Royal families.  Following a series of really bad defeats
by his knights at the hands of King Blacktrench's armies, King Whitemoor
searched for a means of gaining support for his cause from the kings of
other neighbouring states.

   His quest was finally successful when he found an ally in the form of
King Mear, who's lands bordered the southern end of the two feuding King's
lands.  As a condition of the treaty between the two Kingdoms an arranged
marriage was agreed between King Whitemoor's only daughter, the beautiful
Princess Clarissa and King Mear's eldest son, Prince Edmund.  With the
princess went a large dowry of gold and jewels to seal the deal.



   The Story

   Her maid and officers of her escort party assisted the beautiful
Princess Clarissa in her flowing white and gold dress into the state
carriage.  In her eighteenth year she was a startling picture of womanhood.
Flowing blonde hair cascading over the shoulders of her gown, which was
topped by a diamond encrusted tiara.  Her beautiful face was that of an
angel, clear creamy white skin totally devoid of any form of blemish.  Her
smile radiated out to those around her bringing a total dedication to her
by all those present.  Although her gown hid a lot of her form, those
present could see her shapely slim waist and the creamy skin of her upper
chest as it disappeared into the two large buxom mounds hidden by her gown,
the enticing valley between her breasts drawing the eyes of the men around
her and the envious glances of her female staff.  She was indeed a royal
beauty.

   Once the Princess was seated in the carriage, her personal maid, a girl
of about the same age as the Princess, joined her and although not a
striking beauty like the Princess, she had a pretty attractive face and
body.  As well as being the Princesses maid and servant, she was also her
friend and confidant.  The two had grown up together as children, playing
together and sharing those intimate moments of young girls in the first
throws of womanhood.  Now as a woman herself she was totally dedicated to
her mistresses needs and wishes.  She shared in all her mistresses' dreams
and joy at the forth-coming wedding to the young hansom Prince Edmund.

   The state carriage set off south accompanied by two wagons containing
the Princesses dowry and an escort of thirty knights of the Kings personal
guard in full ceremonial armour.  By nightfall the caravan would arrive at
the castle of her bridegroom's father.  The local peasants and town people
turned out to watch and wave as their beloved Princess was driven off to a
new married life, many had tears in their eyes as she drove past in her
state carriage.

   The journey was pretty smooth and uneventful for the most part.  By the
time that the party was approaching the border between the two kingdoms,
the Princess was relaxed and chatting to her maid behind the closed
curtains of the carriage.  Laughing and giggling about the coming wedding
night and their dreams for the future as young brides seem to do.

   Suddenly shouts and cries broke out from along the trail that they were
taking.  The carriage came to a stop as the sound of ringing metal blades
reached them, swords and armour making that distinctive sound of a battle
in progress.  The Princess and her maid huddled together for protection as
the hidden fight was taking place, Screams and cries of men reached their
ears amongst the sounds of ringing steel.

   Eventually the sounds of fighting died down to leave the screams and
moans of injured soldiers, these were soon cut off by calls for mercy and
sudden silence.  The door of the carriage was flung open to reveal a scene
of utter carnage; the blood-soaked bodies of her escort and retainers were
strewn around the road at the side of the carriage.  A knight with the coat
of arms of King Blacktrench on his tunic stood in front of the doorway.

   "Good morning Princess, I am sorry to inform you that your wedding has
been postponed indefinitely.  King Blacktrench requires your presence as a
special guest at his castle this very night."

   With that he ordered the two women out of the carriage.  Once they were
outside they were searched for any hidden weapons while his men also
searched the carriage.  When he was satisfied that there were no implements
available that could be used to harm themselves, the two women were helped
back into the carriage.  As an added precaution the men tied the wrists and
ankles of the two women together.

   The carriage once again set off under escort, only this time it was
heading westwards towards the domain of King Blacktrench.  The two
frightened women huddled together in silence as the carriage bounced along
the road at speed.  Gone was the chatter and laughter of the bridal party
of earlier.

   By dusk the party had reached the castle and thundered across the
drawbridge into the courtyard, before coming to a shuddering halt.  The
sounds of commotion outside floated into the carriage, and then the door of
the carriage was once again flung open.  The bulky figure of the dreaded
King Blacktrench stood in the opening looking in at the women.  He studied
their forms before he spoke.

   "Well Princess, it seems as if your father unfortunately decided to use
you as a Pawn in his games, and as any good chess player knows, it is the
duty of an opponent to take the other players pawns.  You will be my
honoured guest this evening, being wined, dined and entertained.  After a
good nights rest you will become my prisoner and used to set an example to
any who would challenge my right as the ruler of all that I desire.  My men
will now escort you to your chamber and I will see you later in the great
hall."

   With that he turned and marched back inside the castle.  The two women
were untied and escorted up a staircase to a large bedchamber to prepare
themselves.  As soon as they were alone they wrapped their arms around each
other and burst into tears, their pent up fears bursting to the surface. 
They were alone and at the mercy of a cruel enemy tyrant King.

   An hour later the heavy wooden door shook as it was hammered from
without, it then swung open to reveal a party of armed knights.  "The King
requests the company of the Princess Clarissa in the Great Hall," announced
one of the knights.  As the two women stepped through the doorway and
joined their escort, the same knight stated, " The Princess will come with
me, whilst your maid goes with the second escort party." The two women were
then both escorted away in opposite directions.

   The large Great Hall that the Princess was led into was filled with
senior knights and lords with their ladies.  They were all sat around a
large banquet table laden with food of all types.  As she entered the room
still wearing her white and gold wedding dress all eyes in the room turned
towards her, the men with a sort of lust in their eyes and their ladies
with envy and jealousy.  She was led to a spare seat at the head of the
main table, next to the King.

   The feast was pleasant enough with the King and others engaging her in
conversation.  She was treated with the respect expected for a visiting
member of a Royal family.  Other than a cryptic answer to the whereabouts
of her maid, when she was told that while she being entertained by the
King, her maid was entertaining his officers.  She started to enjoy the
entertainment of jugglers, ballads and acrobats.  The only awkward moment
was when one of the knights who had drunk to much tried to make a grope for
her breasts across the table.  The King drew his dagger from his belt and
slit the knights throat without a word.  As the servants carried the body
of the knight out of the hall, the other guests carried on as if nothing
had happened.

   At the end of the feast the King wished her goodnight and ordered the
guards to escort her back to her bedchamber.  He told her to prepare
herself for the ordeals to come.  When she entered her chamber, she was
alone; there was no sign of her maid.  She undressed and went to bed,
finally she cried herself to sleep in the early hours of the morning.



   Next Day

   The Princess awoke to find the sun streaming in through the windows of
her bedchamber.  She arose from the bed and had to dress herself, as her
maid had not reappeared, again she had to get into her wedding gown as none
of her possessions or clothes had been brought up to her room.  No sooner
had she finished dressing when the door of her chamber burst open and the
room was filled with armed men.  She was roughly grabbed by each arm and
frog marched out of the room.

   She was escorted without ceremony along the corridors and down into the
very bowels of the castle, here the very air was foul with the smell of
years of sweat and blood.  She was led through the dimly lit passageways,
illuminated by only the burning torches mounted on the walls, until she
reached a large solid oak doorway.  When the door swung open, she was
pushed through the opening into the chamber inside.

   As her eyes got used to the light inside the chamber the Princess
realised that she was inside a torture chamber surrounded by instruments of
pain.  Her maid, and friend for many years, was also there, she was
suspended from the roof of the chamber by ropes attached to her wrists. 
Her friends clothes had been removed and she hung naked, her feet just off
the ground.  It was obvious that she had been badly beaten and viciously
raped, as her legs and thighs were still coated with dried blood and semen
from the entertainment she had become during the previous night.

   The Princess was held between a couple of the guards until the arrival
of the King a few minutes later.  Taking the Princesses chin between the
thumb and forefinger of his right hand, the King turned her face so that he
could look straight into her eyes.

   " Yesterday you were a Princess, today you are nothing more than a tool
of war.  I expect nothing more of you than to be humiliated and mutilated
as an example to your father and all others that challenge my authority. 
Tomorrow you will die painfully for my entertainment and then I will return
your body to your family as a warning to any who challenge me.  You may
scream and beg for mercy as much as you wish, for it will make no
difference to the order or outcome of proceedings." He let go of her chin
and instructed his men to also hang her by her wrists from the roof near
her friend.

   She was dragged across the room and held while ropes were passed over
the support beams.  Once these were attached to her wrists she was hauled
up until her feet were just off the ground.  The Men in the room watched
and admired the way she looked suspended in her wedding gown, the strain on
her arms forcing her chest out so that her magnificent breasts were trying
to pop out of the top of her bodice.  The King ordered all of the men out
of the chamber except for his most senior knights and the torturer and his
assistants.  Reluctantly the men departed, taking a final glance at the
bound women as they went through the doorway.

   As the door slammed shut again the King turned to those left and said,
"Strip her!  Let's see what the Prince will be missing out on and Sir John
gave his life for last night." The men eagerly surged forward and
surrounded the girl, with rough hands they tore at her cloths, quickly
stripping away her gown.  Next came her bodice and pantaloons, followed by
her silk undergarments and stockings.  When the men stood back, the
Princess was stripped totally naked, more than one of the men gasped at her
beauty as she swung on the rope in front of them.

   She had long shapely legs that terminated at the junction of her thighs
with a trimmed patch of blonde curly hair.  Her waist was slim and she had
a firm smooth stomach.  Her two breasts were both large and firm with large
pink nipples at their centres, both were being displayed perfectly due to
the way in which see was being suspended.  Lust for her body was in all of
the men's minds as they gazed at her charms.

   "I wonder if the Prince would have got himself a real Royal Virgin
Bride?" The King said, "spread her legs and we'll find out." Two of the
assistants stepped forward and grabbed hold of a leg each by the knee and
ankle.  The Princess struggled with her legs to try to avoid their grasping
hands to no avail as she spat out curses on them and the King.  Within
moments her legs were both splayed out wide to the sides and raised up a
little to the front so that the men could see her blonde royal cunt
displayed wide to their gaze.

   The King stepped forward and bent to inspect her naked displayed sex. 
He started to gently caress the tops of her thighs close to the patch of
blonde hair, stroking the soft skin and moving his hand ever closer to the
lips of her womanhood.  The girls struggles continued, as did her curses,
as his fingers finally touched the mouth of her sex.  Stroking the lips
with his fingers, he gently eased them passed the portal and lowered his
head even closer to inspect her inner sex.  The girl winced as he pressed
his fingers against her intact hymen and a smile lit up his face as he
withdrew his fingers and turned to his men.

   "Yes we have a genuine virgin bride." He said, "It would be a real shame
to let her die without knowing the joys of lovemaking this day.  You men
draw lots to see who follows me with this delightful wench, and don't
forget to use her fully in every way.  This is the only chance she will
have to sample the delights of men's lust." He turned to the two assistants
holding her legs apart and instructed them to lash her legs apart in that
position and lower her down a few inches to make access to her easier.

   When the assistants had carried out the King's instructions they stepped
back away from the bound girl.  The King stepped forward to stand between
the girls legs and removed his cod-piece and untied the top of his hose. 
Taking his inflamed manhood in one hand he taunted the girl by waving it in
front of her face.

   "This is what a real royal weapon looks like my dear, not the small
little piss pipe that your young prince would have given you if you had
married him.  Get ready to receive the right royal fucking that your
beautiful body so richly deserves.  I am going to fill your cunt up to
bursting point with my cock and then spew my seed deep inside your virgin
womb."

   Grabbing the girl firmly by putting his hands behind her and grasping
her buttocks, he placed the head of his large inflamed cock against the
girls cunt lips.  She was pleading for him to release her, as he slowly
pushed his cock through the opening until he met the resistance of her
virgin womanhood.  With a gleam in his eye he took a firmer grip of her
buttocks and pulled them towards him sharply as he thrust his hips forwards
to meet them.  The girls plea's turned to an ear-splitting scream as the
King's cock ploughed up through her hymen into her virgin pussy hole,
stretching the unused fleshy passage for the first time.  With his cock
sunk in up to his balls in the tight passage, he paused to savour the
feelings in his twitching cock before he slowly started to pump into her in
a steady rhythm.  As he slowly raped the Princess, her body started to
automatically respond and lubricate her love channel.  When he felt the
friction of his cock diminishing and his cock sliding easier in and out he
increased his rhythm to rut into her in a frenzy of sexual excitement.

   The King felt his ball sacks filling up with his seed as he neared his
frenzied climax.  Pulling the princesses body tightly towards him, he
unloaded his royal sperm deep inside her cunt, thrusting forwards and
holding tightly on to her until his jerking cock had planted all of his
juice inside her pussy.  As he withdrew his spent cock from between her
legs, her cunt made a loud farting noise, much to the amusement of the
other men in the room.

   The King stepped back from the girl and signalled for his men to take
his place in fucking the bound princess.  As they stepped forward the King
ordered the Princesses maid to be cut down and forced to kneel in front of
him.  She was ordered to use her mouth to clean off the King's manhood. 
Her reluctance was overcome when one of the assistants holding her, took
hold of one of her breasts and started to squeeze it, digging his
fingernails deep into the flesh to cause her great pain.  Once she had
licked and sucked the King's cock clean, he corrected his dress and the
girl was informed that she would provide the same service to all the men if
she wanted to avoid the fate of her mistress and live.

   The King turned his attention back to the raping of the princess. 
Enjoying the scene before his eyes as one of his men humped her bound torso
for all he was worth, her screams combining in rhythm to his grunts and
groans as he brought himself to climax inside her abused body.  As the man
stepped back and crossed over to the maid for cleaning, his place was taken
by another of the knights who mounted her body without any hesitation.

   The King watched more of his men abusing the girl's body and called for
ale, which was brought in for them in casks along with a load of tankards.
By the time that he had sunk the liquid out of his second tankard he again
wanted to join in with the fun.  Pushing the knight who was raping the girl
aside, any objections from the knight were immediately quashed when he saw
who had pushed him away, the king again approached the girl.  Her crotch
area was covered in blood and dripping sperm from the abuse she was
receiving from the men, so he walked around behind her and once again took
out his engorged cock.

   Reaching around her waist with one powerful arm he used his other hand
to guide his cock towards the girls so far unused rear passage.  She seemed
to come to life as she felt his hot cock brush against her tight rectum
opening.  Realising the meaning of his actions she tried to struggle free
of his grip and throw his aim off course.  The King used his overwhelming
strength to hold her in place as he started to force his rigid penis
against her closed opening.  Spitting on his guiding hand and wiping it on
to the end of his cock for lubrication for the task at hand, he forced the
head of his cock against her tight butt hole until the pressure opened up
the hole for the head of his cock to slip inside.  Once again the princess
screamed out in pain as her rectum was impaled on his enormous manhood. 
Once he had gained entry with the end of his cock, the King thrust his hips
forward again while drawing the girl onto his invading pole with the arm
around her waist.

   To the accompaniment of her screams, he forced himself deep inside her
anus as far as he could before starting to fuck her arse, seeking sexual
release inside her tight rear passage.  Fucking her like a rutting wild
beast, the King brought himself to an explosive climax, firing his seed up
into the princesses bowels before releasing her and withdrawing himself.

   Two of the knights took his place with the princess, mounting her from
front and rear at the same time, filling both her holes at the same time,
as the King crossed over to the kneeling maid to be cleaned off.  The poor
girl was nearly retching at the smell and taste of his cock as he presented
his shit covered penis for her oral manipulations.  Once again one of the
assistants had to step in to encourage her with a dose of sharp pain to her
tender breasts.

   Again drinking a tankard of ale while he watched his men screw the poor
princess in both pairs and separately, he had words with the Master
Torturer to finalise the next stage of the girls demise.  He gave specific
instructions that the girls beautiful face was not to be touched in any way
as he had plans for it later so that she could be clearly identified by her
family.

   Draining the last dregs of the ale from his tankard, the King stood up.
He instructed his men to get themselves cleaned up with the maid.  She was
then to be re-hung from the ceiling as before.  He told the assistants to
clean up the princess ready for the torturer.  Buckets of cold water were
thrown over the girl to both clean her up and to bring her around from the
stupor she was falling into following her rape and Sodomy.  When his
instructions had been carried out, the King and his men made themselves
comfortable at one end of the room to watch the master torturer at work.

   The Master Torturer, was a huge bald headed man wearing leather trousers
covering his tree trunk like legs with a thick studded belt to hold in his
massive stomach, he was naked from the waist up, which showed off his
powerful upper torso and thick muscular arms.  He crossed over to the still
bound and splayed legged princess and walked around her bound form ignoring
her whimpers and pleading until he was behind her.  Instructing one of his
assistants, he was handed a vicious looking leather bound handle that had
eight long, thin but strong leather strips attached to one end.  Looking
over at the King, he said, (We will just warm her up a bit before we really
start.  With your majesties permission?) The king nodded his head and
settled back to watch the show, he knew he could rely on his man to make a
very interesting afternoons entertainment.

   Drawing back his arm, the torturer swung the multi headed whip down
across the girls back.  She heard the whoosh of air as the eight strips of
leather cut through the air, then felt the awful agonising stinging pain
across her back as her head shot backwards and a scream of pure agony burst
out of her wide open mouth.

   Again the whip struck her back and she screamed out at the pain.  The
third strike whooshed through the air but instead of striking the girls
back it hit the floor behind her.  As it hit, the princess again threw her
head back and screamed in response to the pain that didn't arrive.  The
watching men burst out laughing, they were well aware of the master
torturer's skill in not only inflicting pain, but in using psychology as
part of his technique.

   The whip again fell on the girls back, again and again, occasionally a
dummy stroke would bring laughter from the watchers.  After a dozen or so
strokes the torturer changed his aim to lay his strikes across the girls
buttocks.  Once he did two dummy strokes and then brought the whip upwards
between the girl legs so that the eight tails wrapped themselves upwards
across the girls inner thighs and across her cunt lips.  This brought a
really high pitched scream from the girls mouth and howls of laughter from
the watchers.

   After another dozen or so strikes across the girls buttocks which raised
the same ugly red lines across them that also covered her back, the
torturer moved around the girl to face her vunerable exposed front.

   This time the girl could see the strikes coming and she physically
cringed as the torturer raised his arm.  Seeing this, the torturer let the
whip slowly drop down again until she relaxed, again he raised the whip and
let it drop in front of her.  On the third lifting of the whip, he let its
vicious tails spring forward, striking the girl hard across the large
mounds of her perfect breasts.  Again the girls screams echoed around the
chamber to the delight of the watchers, as the tender breasts were cut into
by the vicious tails.

   Three times he pummelled those magnificent mounds with the whip.  Then
on his next stroke he brought the tip of the whips tails down so that they
caught the girl directly on her exposed cunt lips between her legs.  Her
animalistic howl of pain was agony to listen too, but the men still roared
with laughter at her pain.  The torturer brought the whip down again on her
sensitive cunt lips and then he started to alternate between strikes to her
breasts and to her sex.  Finally the torturer handed the eight tailed whip
to one of his assistants, then he ordered the girl taken down and moved
over to the table like apparatus near the centre of the room.

   The ropes holding her legs apart were released, then she was lowered to
the ground as the ropes suspending her wrists were released.  The
assistants had to carry the princess over to the apparatus as she was
unable to stand on her own two feet.  They laid her down on her back on the
table, then tied her wrists above her head to a couple of eyelets built
into the corners at one end.  Her ankles were then tied to similar eyelets
on the opposite corners so that she was held stretched out on top of the
table.

   One of the assistants then handed a large wooden wheel with a square
hole in the centre to the torturer, who slotted it over a square spindle on
one side of the table.  As he started to turn the wheel, the top end of the
table, where the girls arms were, started to move away from the other
section.  As the table moved the girls bonds were tightened, then her limbs
were stretched taut.  He continued to turn until she started to scream out
at the pain as the bones of her joints strained at their sockets.

   The torturer would keep the tension on for a few minutes and then
slacken off the wheel to allow her to relax before again tightening the
wheel.  This was repeated over and over until she eventually past out from
the stress and pain.  At a signal from the torturer the two assistants
emptied a couple of buckets of icy cold water onto her naked body to bring
her around.

   Winding the wheel back all the way to close the gap in the table style
rack, the torturer removed the wheel from the table and handed it to one of
the assistants.  As the two assistants prepared implements for the next
stage, the torturer attached a thick leather strap to one side of the
table. This he threw over the girls body just above her hips and attached
it to the opposite side of the table and pulled it tight, so that her
stomach and pelvis area were immobile.  He then pulled a lever at the side
of the table to unlock a mechanism hidden inside.  The two assistants
grabbed hold of one of the girl's ankles each and swung them outwards, the
lower part of the table split in half down the centre and pivoted outwards
with the girls legs still secured to the ends.

   Once the extensions were out at nearly right angles to the main table
there was a couple of loud clicks as the tables mechanism locked the
extensions into place.  The girls legs were painfully stretched obscenely
wide apart to expose her ravaged cunt and anus to the watchers, as they
were positioned hanging over the edge of the table.  The assistants carried
over another small table covered with various instruments of torture and
then brought over a metal brazier filled with burning, glowing coals.  As
they stepped back again to watch their master at work, the King rose from
his position to come over for a closer look at the girl.

   Some of the red welts on the girls body from the whipping that she had
received were beginning to fade away, as she lay there her body was covered
from head to toe with a glistening layer of sweat, all her muscles and
tendons were stretched taut.  Her once beautiful face was now strained and
haggard looking, dark shadows surrounded her eyes and the stains from
numerous tears covered her cheeks.  Her beautiful shapely body though still
looked sexy and voluptuous in its crudely exposed position.  The King
rubbed his hands over her body paying particular attention to her large
proud breasts, cupping them in his hands, rubbing and tweaking the large
pink nipples on their crowns until they grew to hard sensitive pointed
teats.  Running his hands down over her flat narrow stomach, he massaged
and tweaked the flesh until he got close to her hips.  Then he lightly
traced his fingers across her skin towards the bushy patch of blonde fur at
the junction of her outspread thighs.  Changing direction he ran his hands
along the top of her legs and trailed a line across her thighs half way
down to her knees before circling back lower down, trailing a line up her
inner thighs towards her sex.

   With his finger tips he parted the princesses cunt lips to expose the
moist pink interior, gently rubbing the end of her clitoris until it
responded and hardened to his touch, swelling and growing in sensitivity.
Involuntary moans came from the girls mouth at the manipulations that her
private sex was receiving.  The King continued to manipulate her, slowly
dipping first one finger inside her ravaged virgina, and then another.  His
expert fingers brought the girl to near orgasm, as he started to feel her
peaking to a climax, he took the swollen bud of her clitoris between the
thumb and forefinger of one hand and squeezed.  He squeezed hard, digging
his nails into the tender swollen bunch of nerve endings, changing the
girls moans of ecstasy into a howl of excruciating pain.

   Letting go of her sex, he leaned over her face and said, "It's such a
pity that your father is stupid a fool.  If he had wanted to end the war,
he should have sent you to me.  We could have formed an alliance and you
could have been my special mistress and enjoyed a life of gratification and
riches.  His stupidity has only caused you pain and death." Stepping back
he nodded to the torturer again to continue.

   Taking hold of a long poker whose end had been placed in the burning
coals of the brazier, the torturer once again approached the restrained
bound girl.  Without any hesitation he placed the glowing tip of the fiery
rod to the still hard and swollen nipple on the girls right breast.  He
held the iron in place as the girls body jumped and bucked in time to the
horrific scream that broke from her mouth.  As the nipple sizzled and
burnt, the scream died down to a gurgle from the girls throat, and then she
passed out.  The torturer replaced the poker in the coals of the brazier as
one of his assistants threw another bucket of icy water onto the girl to
revive her.

   Reaching onto the small table, the torturer selected a round metallic
object, the size and shape of a pear, with a handle at one end. 
Approaching the girl between her outstretched legs, he placed the
instrument against the girls exposed cunt lips.  Pulling back the lips with
the fingers of one hand to expose the soft pink flesh and the passage of
her virgina, the torturer pushed the end of the pear into the passageway,
twisting and pushing so that it forced its way inside her.  The pear
stretched the walls of her cunt wide, causing the girl great discomfort. 
When the pear was in far enough so that her cunt lips started to fold back
over the instrument, and only the handle stuck out from between her legs
like a metallic tail, the torturer reached for another instrument from the
small table.

   This time he selected a metal stick about fourteen inches in length and
about an inch in diameter, it was shaped like a huge dildo, rounded at one
end, and with a handle at the other.  Again stepping between the princesses
legs he placed the rounded end against the entrance of the girls anus. 
Twisting and pushing, he forced the instrument up deep inside the girls
rectum, ignoring her screams and pleads for him to stop.  He continued to
stretch and impale her bowels until only a couple of inches of the dildo
still protruded from the girls anus.  Pressing a small stud near the
handle, a spring mechanism inside the dildo released a multitude of small
metal spikes running along its length inside the girls body bringing
another scream from the tortured girls lips.

   Before he turned back to the small table, he gave the handle of the pear
inside the girls cunt a couple of turns.  This handle was attached to a
screw threaded mechanism inside the pear which started to open up the sides
of the pear inside the girl, stretching her tortured virgina even wider
inside her.  Turning to the table he selected a metal ring about six inches
in diameter and about two inches in depth, this was hinged on one side and
had a screw thread mechanism on the other.  Moving to one side of the girl
he roughly grabbed hold of her un-burnt left breast and painfully stretched
it away from her chest.  Placing the metal ring around the girls breast he
started to tighten the screw until the base of the breast was being
squeezed tightly.  When he let go of her breast it stood out from her body
like a large stretched balloon.  However unlike a balloon, it did not burst
when he next pushed a sharp needle through the girls swollen nipple.

   Turning back to the brazier, the torturer again picked up the red hot
poker and placed its burning end against one of the girls exposed inner
thighs until the flesh scorched and started to blister.  Never holding it
in place long enough for the girl to pass out again, he alternated his
target points between both her thighs.  When ever the girl looked to be
fainting from the torture one of the assistants would empty a bucket of
water over her face to keep her alert.

   Placing the poker back into the coals to reheat after he had burnt a
number of welts onto the girls thighs, he gave the pear another couple of
turns.  He then turned the handle of the dildo in the girls rectum which
had the same effect, stretching the width of the spike covered implement up
the girls arse even wider.  The ring around her breast was also given a
couple more turns to squeeze and stretch her tender breast even further.

   By now the princess was in permanent agony from the inserted torture
instruments and the squeezing of her breast.  This was added to by the
sharp agonising pains inflicted by the burning poker on her flesh.  Her
screams were almost a continuous howl from her mouth.  The poker next
contacted the souls of her bare feet, as the torturer retrieved it and
expertly applied it to her skin once again.

   Alternating between tightening the screws and using the burning poker on
various parts of her body, her stomach, armpits, buttocks and again her
right breast, she eventually passed out completely.  Unable to bring her
round straight away with the cold water, the torturer screwed up the three
torture devices and removed them from her body.  She was left to recover on
the table with her legs spread wide.  The King was pleased with the
torturer and his assistants and told them to bring down the naked maid for
their own pleasure, but that she was not to be injured as he required her
for the next day.

   The maid was dragged over to a barrel in the centre of the room and bent
over backwards, her legs and arms were splayed out and lashed with ropes so
that she was spread eagled in front of them with her sex fully exposed. 
The torturer stood in front of her and undid his leather belt and trousers
to expose his own sex.  His penis was just as huge as the man himself,
being at least twelve inches long and the girth of a normal mans wrist. 
The maid looked at it with horror on her face as she realised that she was
to be impaled and ravished by this monster cock in front of all these
watching men.

   She had watched in tears as her mistress and friend had been tortured,
raped and humiliated in front of her, now she herself was to be raped and
humiliated again for their sick pleasure.  She was still sore and tender
down between her legs from the previous night when she had been marched off
to the Kings officers quarters.  While her mistress had been wined and
dined in the great hall she had been raped and sodomised over and over
again by his men, who used her body for their own satisfaction.  On the
journey the day before, she like her mistress had been a virgin, the only
sex that she had indulged in was self masturbation and exploratory games
with her mistress in the private seclusion of the princesses bedchamber.

   The previous night she had been stripped and taken by force by dozens of
men who had rammed their dirty cocks deep into her virgin pussy and arse.
Her body had been pinched and groped painfully all over by rough hands. 
She had been forced to take three men at the same time in her cunt, anus
and mouth.  By the time that they had finished with her and fallen into a
drunken stupor, all her orifices had been abused and filled with their
gushing semen.

   She was shaken out of her memories of the previous evening as she felt
the gigantic head of the torturers cock brush against the lips of her
exposed cunt.  None of the men from the previous evening had owned a cock
even half the size of the monster that this man was about to split her in
half with.  She was terrified of the pain that she knew was about to surge
through her loins.

   The brute of a man placed the head of his cock against the girls pussy
and started to push it past the lips of her cunt into the warm channel
inside.  The girls started to scream out like a stuck pig as the cock
stretched the entrance to her sex wide.  She continued to scream as he
slowly forced half its length deep inside her pussy.  He paused when he had
about six inches of his cock inside her, to allow her tunnel to accommodate
itself to his girth, then he started to pump the six inches in and out of
her cunt until it started to get moist.  Grabbing the girl around the hips,
he used them to suddenly push the whole of his massive cock right up into
her cunt until his scrotum banged against the girls arsehole.  The maid let
out yet another agonising scream as the unused part of her virgina was
stretched to breaking point by his massive pole.  As the initial high
pitched scream died out, he started to pump his full length and girth into
her hot box of love.

   The watching men ogled the scene with relish, watching this enormous
brute of a man pounding his gigantic meat into the small attractive body of
this young defenceless maiden.  Each time as he sunk his cock deep inside
her womb, her whole body would shake from the thrust, her breasts would
bounce around with a mind of their own and they could hear the wind being
knocked out of her with each thrust.  As the torturer started to build up
to fire his hot juices into the girl belly, he let go of her hips and
grabbed hold of a breast in each hand.  Although her breasts were large and
shapely, they disappeared inside his hands as he squeezed and crushed them
powerfully with his fingers, bringing more screams from the girl's throat.
Using the two breasts as handles, the beast pulled her pained body down
onto his cock so that he could get every bit of its size buried deep inside
her body.  As he felt his seed about to burst from his cock into her body,
he thrust his hips forward and pulled her down on to him with her tits,
holding her there while his semen exploded into her belly.  Through the
pain the girl felt his burning come fill her womb with jet after jet of hot
sticky liquid, she could feel his massive knob-end twitch and jerk deep
inside her as each new jet of liquid was expelled.  On and on went the mans
orgasm, until she thought that her womb would burst from the amount of come
inside her.  Finally it was over and the torturer withdrew his weapon from
her female sheaf and stood back to the cheers and claps of the watching
observers.

   The two assistants now could take their reward with the girl, but being
normal men it was obvious that if they themselves tried to rape the girl's
cunt, they would hardly be able to touch the sides of her hugely stretched
virgina walls.  Together they untied the girl and flipped her over on her
stomach over the barrel, then they retied her as before with her arms and
legs stretch out wide.  The torturers semen flowed out of the girls gapping
cunt and dripped onto the floor as the two assistants prepared for their
own enjoyment.

   The more senior assistant dropped his pants and stood between her legs,
behind the girl's bare arse, taking his swollen cock in one hand to guide
it, he spat on the fingers of his other hand and wiped the spittle on the
entrance to the girls anus, probing the tight entrance with one of his
fingers and forcing some of the fluid inside the opening.  Once he was
satisfied, he guided the head of his cock to the entrance of her butt and
pushed forwards with his hips.  Slowly his cock sunk itself into her rear
entrance, first an inch, and then another, until he had buried the full
seven inches of cock into her anus.  Once he was impaling her fully, he
started to pound her rear end for all he was worth, using her hips as
leverage to thrust himself forwards with each stroke.  Before long he
reached his climax and empted his bollocks contents deep into the girls
bowels, spewing his come in spurts into her insides.

   When the first assistant withdrew his cock from the girls butt, the
other man took his place and raped the girls anus in a similar manner,
pumping into her until he himself emptied his sperm sack deep inside her
bowels.  When both men had finished and corrected their dress, the girl was
untied from the barrel and again suspended from the roof by her wrists.

   The groups attention was now turned back to the now conscious princess
spread out on the table.  The master torturer checked to see that she was
fully awake and would appreciate the final part of his work.  This would be
the final punishment before she was allowed to rest overnight and recover a
bit for her execution the next day.  Although he expected that her coming
last night would be pretty uncomfortable by the time that he had finished
with her.

   Taking a small very sharp skinning knife from the small table, he walked
around to the side of the princess.  Cupping her left breast with one of
his hands, he used the very sharp knife to slice her breast open across the
nipple.  He then sliced another line across the nipple at right angles to
the first.  When he let go of her breast it burst open like a flower head
opening.  Leaning across her, he carried out the same operation on her
right breast.  The princess was moaning in agony at the abuse of her
beautiful breasts that now lay in ruins on her chest.  Little did she know
that the next stage would turn her moans to pure agonising screams, as her
breasts became her biggest torment.

   Signalling to his two assistants to stand each side of her, he retrieved
a small sack from off the small table.  Joining the one of the assistants
he put his hand inside the sack and drew out a large handful of salt.  This
he placed inside the hole in one of the split open breasts.  As the
assistant on that side pulled the breast back together and started to
stitch it up, the girls screams of agony turned to pure hysterical screams
of mindless pain as the salt started to work on her wounds.  Taking a
second handful of salt, the torturer again placed it inside the other open
breast and his assistant again folded the breast back together and started
to stitch it up.

   When the three men stepped away from the girl, she was thrashing away at
her bonds and screaming continuously at the burning pain cursing through
her body.  She was allowed to continue like this for about five minutes,
much to the enjoyment of the sadistic men present.  At a nod from the King,
the torturer stepped forward to complete the final act of sadistic torture
of the hysterical girl.  Once again taking the red hot poker from out of
the coals of the brazier, he stood between the spread legs of the wretched
girl.  With one quick movement he shoved eight inches of the pokers burning
length straight up the screaming girls cunt and held it there until she
mercifully passed out.

   As the King and his knight's filed out of the room, laughing and
slapping each other on the back, praising the King for a wonderful days
entertainment, the assistants started to untie the two females from their
bondage.

   Both girls were carried naked to a cell adjoining the room, where the
princess would spend her very last night in great discomfort.  Rags and
buckets of cold water were supplied so that the maid could clean up both
their bodies and help to relieve the princesses suffering.  As the door of
the cell swung closed and left them in darkness, the maid cradled her
unconscious friends head in her hands and burst into uncontrollable tears.



   The Third Day

   The next morning the guards brought in fresh tepid water and some soap,
along with a brush and comb.  The maid was instructed to clean up the
princess properly and do her hair to make her presentable to appear in
public for her execution.  They were again left for a couple of hours on
their own to make their preparations.

   They heard the guards returning before the heavy wooden door swung open.
The Master of the Guard tied the wrists of the two females together behind
their backs and then ordered them to march out with the guard.  The
princess was shocked that they had not returned any clothes to them to
cover their nakedness for a public appearance.  The Master of the Guard
just laughed at her and muttered something about clothes not really being
appropriate.

   They were escorted back through the corridors and out into the castle
courtyard, the princess had to be supported part of the way due to the
treatment that she had suffered the day before.  Once their eyes had
adjusted to the bright sunlight of a fine sunny day, the girls saw that the
yard was filled with both the lord and gentry of the land, as well as the
towns peasant population.  Both girls, especially the princess, were
extremely embarrassed at their nakedness in front of the massed crowd of
people as they were marched through their ranks towards a raised platform
at the other end of the courtyard.

   On arrival at the platform the girls were helped to mount the stairs to
the top.  The maid was dragged to the rear of the platform and forced to
sit on a stool.  The Princess was led to the front of the platform and made
to stand in full view of the staring eyes of all the onlookers, who were
enjoying the sight of her full figured naked body, even if it was covered
in scars, bruises and welts.

   At one side of the platform stood the unmistakeable form of the Master
Torturer in his other post as the Royal Executioner.  He was wearing the
same leather trousers and belt, with his upper torso naked, however this
time he had a leather hood over his head, with a couple of large eye holes
cut into it to see out of.  He was resting on a huge, long, two handed
sword, which was resting with its point on the ground.  A hush was over the
courtyard while the people stared at the princess and waited for something
to happen.

   Suddenly there was a fanfare of trumpets and the King appeared followed
by half a dozen of his senior knights.  The crowd parted to allow them to
reach the base of the platform.  Once they had mounted the steps to the
raised platform, the King raised his hands for total silence.

   In a booming, loud authoritive voice he made a proclamation to the
gathered crowd.

   "I King Blacktrench, your sovereign ruler, declare that the prisoner,
Princess Clarissa, in allowing herself to be used as an agent in the war
between our two kingdoms, with the intention of bringing our kingdom into
defeat, has forfeited her right to life.  This sentence of death is to be
carried immediately.  In line with tradition for an execution of a member
of a Royal family, death will be; Beheading by the Sword.  The prisoners
head to be mounted on a pole as an example to all others who would
challenge the monarchy of this sovereign Kingdom."

   A murmur started to spread around the crowd at his words, which he
allowed for a few moments before continuing.

   "However, because the example needs to be seen by our enemies in their
own land, proceedings will take a slightly different form on this occasion.
The princesses head and body will both be mounted on poles for public
display and transportation back to her father..........  Bring in the
cart..."

   At his last words, the gates at one end of the courtyard swung open and
a cart pulled by two oxen was led into the courtyard and placed in front
of, and close too the platform.  In the back of the platform were two
upright poles.  The front one was shorter but fatter, standing about five
feet high, it measured at least six inches in diameter, the top eight
inches had been sharpened to a wicked looking point.  The other pole stood
about seven feet high, but was only about two inches thick, this pole also
had a sharpened point at its top.

   The King stepped back and two of his knights grabbed the naked princess
by her arms, another two picked up a piece of pole about five feet wide and
a couple of lengths of rope.  They pulled her legs wide apart and tied her
ankles to each end of the pole so that she could not close her legs, and
then they stood back.  The crowd down below now had a completely
uninterrupted view of the princesses cunt and lips through the patch of
trimmed blonde hair of her pussy, more than a few cocks sprang to attention
inside trousers at this unusual and erotic sight.

   Three of the knights went back down off the platform and climbed into
the back of the cart.  The two knights holding her arms dragged her over to
the edge of the platform.  Between them, they lifted her naked body down
into the back of the cart.  The King and the executioner stepped forwards
to the front of the platform to watch.

   The girl was lifted up into the air and positioned above the thickest of
the fixed poles.  At a signal from the King, she was lowed down onto the
pole, its long wicked point was carefully guided into the opening of her
virgina.  Slowly the men released their hold on the girl so that the full
weight of her body was being impaled on the pole.  The knights stood back
to watch as she slowly slid down the point, her royal cunt lips were
stretched to breaking point as they slipped over the six inch diameter
section of the pole.

   At first the princess made no sound except to draw in sharp breaths of
air.  And then as her cunt was stretched wide the pain hit her, not only
from the diameter of the pole, but from the sharp point that was now
piercing her cervix, she started to scream as her body slipped down further
into the impaling pole.  She continued to scream out her pain while the
invading point passed through her womb and into the intestines of her
stomach.  Blood and guts started to flow around her cunt lips and down the
pole as she continued to ride the pole.

   The executioner stood above her with the great sword poised, timing his
strike so that the princess would ride the pole until it travelled all the
way though her guts and into her diaphragm.  At that point she would be
close to death as she wouldn't be able to breath properly.  Watching her
closely he finally swung the great two handed sword in a large powerful
arc.

   The princess was still screaming from her agony as she felt the sharp
point of the pole travel up through her guts, cutting her intestines to
shreds on the way.  Then it seemed to stop for a moment at some resistance.
She tried to draw in a breath of air to find herself unable to control her
breathing.  As she gasped for air she felt a sudden pain in the back of her
neck and everything suddenly started to spin in front of her eyes.  She saw
the thick impaling pole coated in blood going up between the stretched lips
of her royal sex before everything went black.  The princess was dead.

   The executioner picked up the princesses head by the hair and held it up
for the cheering crowd to see.  He then carried the blood dripping
appendage over to the maid and placed it on a stool next to her.  She was
given a brush and comb, and told to do the princesses hair one last time.
Hesitantly she started to do what she could to make the princesses head
look respectable.  When she went to close the dead princesses eyes, she was
struck hard from behind and told to leave them open.  When she had done her
best, she was handed the diamond studded tiara that the princess had been
wearing on her arrival in the carriage, and told to fit it back on
correctly.

   The executioner took the prepared head off of the maid and took it to
the cart where he lifted it up and placed it up on the top of the sharpened
tall pole.  With a careful but powerful yank he impaled the skull onto the
pole.  The naked maid was led to the cart and told to climb up in the back
with her former mistress.

   The cart was driven out of the castle with an armed escort.  By
mid-afternoon it had crossed the border into King Whitemoor's lands, on a
large hill overlooking the Kings castle, the party stopped and the cart
driver climbed down.  The naked maid was ordered into the driving seat and
instructed to take the princess home.  The escort party watched the cart
descend the hill until it reached the gates and then turned and rode away
quickly.



   Epilogue

   King Blacktrench's plans backfired on him badly.  The alliance between
the two neighbouring kingdoms still took place, not because of what
happened to the princess bride Clarissa, but because the large dowry
promised to King Mear had been stolen.

   As a result the two kingdom's armies combined and invaded King
Blacktrench's lands and destroyed his armies.  The king himself was killed
and the plunder and land shared out between the victors.

   Of course the poor young maid knew nothing of this outcome.  On her
arrival back at the castle, the King's terrible anger and frustration at
seeing his mutilated daughter's body on the back of the cart, had sent him
into a rage.  She was dragged off of the cart and immediately hung by the
neck, still naked, from the castle walls.  Her body was left to rot until
it disintegrated.