Guilty!

"THEY'RE GUILTY!" Harry shouts. "They're super, super, totally guilty. Yeah."

"WHAT?!" Esmik shouts while Ibera just gasps in shock.

"Yes!" Tina cheers.

"But... you didn't even listen to what we had to say!" Esmik angrily shouts. "W-we just started this joke of a trial!"

"He's heard enough," Tina says as she runs her hand along the sheriff's chest. "Right Harry?"

His face turns crimson. "W-we'll talk later," he mumbles. "You're obviously liars... and... cheats." He says as Esmik and Ibera indignantly scoff and gasp.

"How dare you! You... you corrupt..." Ibera starts to say when Tana swats her on the ass. "OWWWIE!"

"Put them in the stocks!" Harry yells, causing the crowd to cheer. "For burning down the laundromat, these two arsonists shall spend a night in the stocks and then work off the damages they've incurred!"

The crowd cheers as Tina smugly smiles at the flabbergasted noble women.

"Wait! We can make a deal," Esmik pleads as she's untied from the post and pulled towards the stocks in the center of the square.

"We're rich! How much will it take to make this all go away?" Ibera chimes in as she is untied and pulled along Esmik.

"Gag those two hags," Harry forcefully says. "They talk too much."

"N-no please! You're making a mmmmpph!" Esmik says as a rag is stuffed into her mouth.

"Y-you can't do this to us! We are no-mMMMMMPPPPH! MPHHH!" Ibera cries before being silenced too.

The two fat, spoiled brats squirm and struggle, whimpering into their gags as they are each placed into a pillory. Their large, bountiful booties wiggle and shake as they futilely struggle to escape, but it's no use.

Sweat beads down their chubby faces as they whimper and moan into their gags. They're utterly helpless!

"Now," Harry says as he smugly crosses his arms. "I need two volunteers to administer their corporal punishment."

"ME!" Shouts Margaret before Harry has even finished speaking. "PICK ME!"

"Um, ok, sure." Harry says, surprised by this stranger's eager response.

"Harry," Tina says as she bats her eyes at the sheriff. "I think mama should get to administer it too."

"That seems fair," Harry agrees.

Tina turns to her mom and says something in Elven, causing the older (and very attractive, despite what the brats say)woman to smile devilishly.

"The crowd shall count out twenty blows," the sheriff says as Tina clings to his arm.

Esmik and Ibera mewl in terror.