Oiling up

The whole opening ritual then took place. First the Captain gave his short speech, then Aeriella laid down on the floor, her feet were locked in shackles and she was lifted off the ground. She was rotated, so that her back would be turned towards the crowd, and Percevale began to oil up her legs. The sorceress had suggested earlier that he could spend even more time caressing her ‘strategic’ regions - thighs, buttocks and breasts, the Captain was more than happy to oblige. He remained diligent when rubbing the oil into her calves, but was also time-efficient. He took his sweet time once he reached her thighs.

It was astonishing how much context and attitude changed Aeriella’s perception of the whole experience. She no longer considered herself a victim of a ridiculous law, being publicly humiliated in front of a crowd. She knew she was not considered an offender by her audience, but as a beloved performer; thus her exhibitionist tendencies were not exploited, but properly utilized. Ultimately the elf enjoyed having oil rubbed into her skin in front of an excited crowd; not merely on a physical, but also emotional, level. The upside down position was somewhat inconvenient, but she was fit enough that, even with the extra few minutes, it would not make her feel overly uncomfortable.

Percevale meanwhile kept rubbing the oil into Aeriella’s thighs. Though the actual rubbing was already finished and now he was simply touching her for the pleasure of all parties involved in the process: the elf, himself and the audience. He altered between gentle caressing and possessive groping; he was never too rough though. The audience remained silent so far. For a crowd ‘silence’ means they were not cheering or clapping; an excited din could be heard all over the square. It was the elf who was actually silent. She was excited as well and was enjoying the Captain’s touch, but she was not truly aroused just yet, and did not want to fake any of her reactions.

Eventually Percevale was satisfied with his treatment of the sorceress’s thighs and proceeded to her buttocks. He was just as diligent with her booty and also made a show of caressing and groping it. He spent just as much time oiling and worshiping Aeriella’s buttocks as he had on her thighs. He used the same mixture of gentleness and roughness, first caressing them softly, then kneading and squeezing the firm, round globes. The sorceress could feel the audience’s growing excitement, even though they were not cheering just yet. From the buttocks Percevale moved down to her back, but he oiled up that part of her body quickly, though still meticulously.

Finally the Captain stopped and, together with the guard, rotated her, so she was facing the crowd. He started at her belly, but did not spend much time there; he had no intention of teasing the elf, nor the audience. Aeriella’s huge breasts were the focal point at her front and there he intended to spend a lot more of his effort. First he drew circles around them with his oiled palms, softly caressing their sides; now he WAS teasing everyone. He then grabbed the elf’s left breast with both palms and fondled it gently. His touch was gradually becoming more decisive, until at one point he was groping it possessively. Every now and then Percevale would softly poke her nipple, until he finally took it between his fingers and began to rub it gently. He kept groping her breast with his other palm the entire time. Finally the Captain abandoned Aeriella’s left boob and moved to the right one, where he repeated the whole procedure. It was there, at the nipple rubbing stage, that he managed to get a soft moan from the elf. Her own spell worked perfectly; the moan, despite its quietness, could be heard by every person on the square. The audience initially did not realise what happened, but when the sorceress groaned again, they erupted with an enthusiastic cheer. Thanks to their familiarity with the enchanted belt they understood what was happening and wanted to show their appreciation to the sorceress’ efforts. Percevale managed to get a few more moans out of Aeriella, before he abandoned her breasts. He pinched her nipples, before leaving it, causing her to issue a surprised cry.

The Captain picked up the bottle with oil and poured it generously onto the elf’s vagina. He remained careful, so that none of the oil would flow down onto her face. He put the bottle away and proceeded to rub the liquid into her crotch. When he first ran his finger between the sorceress’ vaginal lips, she issued a loud moan; the crowd cheered enthusiastically. Percevale diligently oiled up Aeriella’s entire crotch area, but then focused both palms solely on her vagina and clitoris. He gently and expertly rubbed them both, causing groans to escape from the elf’s mouth more often. When eventually his motions became more vigorous, she was moaning almost constantly. The Captain played with the sorceress’ pussy for a while, to great pleasure of everyone, but he did not remain there too long. His goal was not to make her climax just yet. When he finally stopped, Aeriella groaned too, but this time with disappointment clear in her voice; she was rewarded with a round of applause nevertheless.