Guyld III has her way with the captain... sort of

In the peaceful city of Merridan, it was rare to see the stockade used, even in the case of a criminal's capture. Like an inquisitor's whip, they were a sign of times gone by, when the church had been **** to subdue the town and enforce its moral character by means that now seemed barbaric. For that reason, when a night of revelry ended and the morning came, the town was dumbstruck to see that the stocks had indeed been erected in the town square. Whoever was in them was not readily apparent... A patched, brown curtain hang around the figure like a curtain. As a noble lady's hand reached out to pull that covering away, they all saw the one who was imprisoned there...

It was their stalwart defender, the champion of justice, one of the most beloved of public officials: Dyna Montague, leader of the Knightly Order of Dyna. It seemed, frankly, like a public safety concern to have her locked up here without her sword, or, for that matter, a shred of clothing. Her fantastic body was on display... it had long been dreamed about my a good percentage of the townspeople, but they never expected they'd see it like this. At first glance, several of them felt severe guilt... to think it had ended like this. Even their ritualistic masturbation over the knight captain would be tainted by this dark day. Even now, she was unmoving, her purple hair hanging around her face as she hung her head, looking defeated.

Guyld St. Vendigeld III led the introduction. "See the proud knight captain? After a knight's revelry that ended in a most unfortunate fit of sin, more befitting the demon lord's servants than any responsible citizen of our proud city, the church's servants were **** to detain her! Let this be a lesson to all of you! Abandon faith at your own peril!" she announced, then laughed into her hand, a cruel, evil laugh, befitting a demon. Her daughter was nowhere to be seen in the audience... She'd been barred from being here. Ro and Roi had as well; if they interfered, it would only worsen Dyna's position.

"Oooooh...." the captain moaned pathetically.

This only made the elder Guyld grin in a more self-satisfied fashion. "See? See how pathetic she is? The flogging has not even begun, and already-!"

"Oooooh, fuck me. I've got the worst hangover in the history of mankind," the captain complained, smacking her lips loudly. "And some bitch just woke me up from my beauty sleep!" Dyna hadn't been miserable at all, she'd just been asleep!

The lady watched, stupified... No... She wouldn't be made a fool of, not in front of her faithful! Besides, she held every card! That captain might still have a smart mouth now... but it would be corrected! "Ooooh? Is that so? Well, this bitch is about to be a lot more rough with you. You'll forget that headache in just a moment!" The crowd murmured, then gasped, as she reached out to one of her monks and received a horse-hair whip for her troubles. "Oh ho ho ho! Even you can't stand up to this sort of treatment! Witness the old ways of the inquisition!!" she cackled, spinning the whip in one hand with an evil grin fully spread across her face. From the dark bags under her eyes, it was clear she hadn't gotten even as much sleep as the captain, as she'd made preparations to savor her victory in this public forum.

"Don't throw out your back now," Dyna joked, matching her grin with a cheeky one of her own and wiggling her bottom. Some of the crowd whistled through their fingers.

"Do not presume to mock me!" Guyld barked, then swung the whip, connecting powerfully with the captain's jiggling ass. The crowd's attention was rapt as a red mark was left behind. "Not so mouthy now, are you?! Oh ho ho ho! I used one of these plenty in my younger days, Captain!" she announced, swinging the tool again and again to slap at the tan behind of the captive knight. That lewd, overly meaty body continued bouncing with every strike, but never actually jumped or flinched. Although Guyld couldn't see it, the captain was merely smiling. "You nasty woman! You're getting wet over something like this?!"

"Weeeell, the body wants what the body wants, I guess," Dyna audibly shrugged, though her shoulders were seemingly incapable of doing so at the moment. Her amulet and chain clattered against the stocks as her body was hit again and again... Her bottom was becoming uncomfortably red, but the skin was not cut and she remained like an unbreakable monument. "Maybe a couple of you ought to try all at once?"

The noble lady grit her teeth harder, then threw down the whip. "Have you no shame?!"

"No, not really!"

"Then... Then let's see how you like this! Let's see if you can withstand something like this!" she shouted, slapping one gloved palm onto the captain's round butt while moving the other hand to start rubbing her undercarriage. "Ha ha... You slut! You're so wet, here, in this public place! We'll see how that proud face of yours holds up to my inquisition...!"

"That's what you call it?" Dyna joked, though her face was beginning to register not embarrassment, but rather, arousal, as the woman's gloved fingers repeatedly traced a path from her asshole to her shaven front.

"Suffeeer!" the lady screeched, then submerged multiple fingers into the captain's moist pussy. The sound that resulted was... not suffering. "Filthy! Disgusting! You hobbit! You wretched halfling! You're actually enjoying this?!"

"Damn! Yeah! You're pretty good!" Dyna exclaimed in response, her legs now jerking with stimulation. "Were you a lesbian this whole time?! I thought, you know, with the daughter and all-"

"I-I am not a lesbian, you whore!" the indignant noble cried, slapping the offensive ass of the captain harder with open palmed strikes. "Can you continue to stand when... when I do this?!" she questioned, grabbing the whip up from the smooth stone of the town square beneath their feet. Madly, she reversed it, then began to fuck the captain using its end, sliding it in and out vigorously. "How's thaaaaat?!"

"Fuck! Oh! That's hot!" the captain responded, now drooling slightly as the skirt of the other woman was beginning to become soaked in her wetness. "I dig it!"

"You... 'dig it'?! Then... Then what about....!" Guyld gasped, her regal green hair becoming disheveled from its bun as she looked from side to side for some other instrument. "This!" Desperately, she pumped the whip's handle in the captain's pussy, while submerging a finger brazenly into her asshole. "There is... There is no way you can-!"

Just then, the cheering crowd shouted in panic, as the stocks holding the captain burst and the short lady leaned forward, collapsing onto her front with her ass in the air. She squirted powerfully. "Ooops! Sorry," the captain apologized. "But... Holy fuck! Literally! I didn't know you church ladies knew how to do things like that!"

"What... What...?" Guyld gasped stupidly, one strand of green hair falling across her eyes as she surveyed the confusing scene in front of her.

"Ah... Yeah... I mean, I'm the super strong captain of the knights. You can't just throw me in stocks and expect to accomplish anything, really," Dyna explained, standing up unsteadily and brushing dust from her massive, bare breasts. "Did you miss the part where I, you know, kill cyclopses and dragons for a living? Wooden stocks, a horse-hair whip... that kind of stuff is kind of pointless against me. But I thought it would be a lot of fun to see how it went! And it was!"

"Fuh... Fun?" the other lady babbled, dropping her whip to the ground and falling to her knees. "Fun...?"

The captain spun around to face the crowd again, still dripping from her lower body, as she flashed a peace sign. "You know, I think there's a lesson in all of this!" she explained, giving a toothy grin that showed her fangs. "These kinds of things are really best when the church and knights work together! I brought the body and Guyld brought the toys. What more could you want? Together, let's make Merridan a fun place where I can get 'floggings' like this all the time I want, any time'a the day! In fact, next time you find yourself bored in sermon... just remember, there's a naughty knight captain over at the barracks who's the perfect target for another inquisition! Yeeeeah, heh heh!" The crowd cheered along with her message, clapping their hands, as two monks helped the noble lady out of the dirt and toweled off her hands.

"Fun... Fun?" the woman continued repeating, still unable to understand what had happened. In the end, even in defeat, Dyna had secured the hearts of the people... The indomitable knight captain of the town of Merridan was truly a **** to be feared.