Yup, time for that dress to come off

Primal Slurtis watched from between the curtains. At first he was a little nervous about someone seeing the curtain twitching, but everyone's attention was fully on the events on the platform and he soon realised he was quite safe.

When Sylla made her move he gripped his mace and prepared to step out swinging. But then he saw Yakundo grab Eilwy and knew the game was up. So he just settled back, watching Sylla's **** flight and her inevitable capture with interest.

The guards at the door had moved away from positions during the scuffle, and he realised he had an opportunity to slip away unseen. He debated it for a moment, but decided to stay and watch for things panned out. This is too interesting to miss, he thought!

He saw Sylla get dragged onto the platform and speak to the Marquess. He couldn't hear what they said, but he heard the muttering in the crowd. As the Marquess's enforcer, Sylla had plenty of enemies here and was feared. Her act of rebellion had shaken the crowd and dented their respect for the Marquess.

He didn't have to wonder what the Marquess said for long. The meaning soon became clear enough as Yakundo, grinning, grabbed hold of the front of Sylla's purple court dress and violently ripped it down.

Sylla's face was the perfect expression of surprise, her mouth a big "O". There was much laughter in the crowd and Slurtis felt a familiar, enjoyable heat in his loins. Poor Sylla had lovely breasts, it turned out - they were pleasingly large and tipped with big fat nipples. They were darker and larger than he'd pictured, but suited the dark haired enforcer well. He grinned at the sight of Sylla's now blushing and downcastface as the crowd mocked her. Serves you right, he thought.

Yakundo didn't stop there, and continued tearing Sylla's dress until it crumpled to her ankles. Underneath she was wearing only a small pair of blue panties. She actually looked cute. The crowd, almost in one voice, said "Oooo!", and Slurtis saw the Marquess's derisive smirk. He himself snorted with laughter, and tried to calm himself - it would be a stupid way of alerting the guards to his hiding place! Still, he'd always imagined Sylla would be wearing something a bit more... boring? A bit more adult? He wasn't sure, but the cheerful blue panties amused him, and the crowd, no end.

"Aw, poor Sylla," he said to himself, watching the red faced enforcer trying vainly to cover herself. "Not so tough now, are we?"

She didn't manage it of course, and moments later the Marquess herself bent over and yanked down Sylla's blue panties with a smirk. They took the last of her last remaining dignity with them. Sylla's hands instinctively moved to cover her pussy, but the guards grabbed them and **** them to her sides so the crowd could see.

"Totally bald," Slurtis muttered, nodding with satisfaction. "I knew it!"

It was true. Every hair between Sylla's legs had been carefully shaved, which was the fashion of the ladies of the south, leaving her little pink pussy lips clearly visible.

Then, unexpectedly, the Marquess emptied a bucket of iced water over her once enforcer. Sylla cried out in surprise leapt around, shocked and dripping with freezing water, hair slopping wet, nipples swollen erect by the chill, whilst the crowd erupted in laughter.

Captain Yakundo bound her wrists behind her back and gagged her, the same as Eilwy. Then, laughing, the Marquess fitted a collar to her new prize and gave her a tug. Poor Sylla hopped at the pull, quite off balance, and nearly fell. No one in the crowd was scared of her any more, that was for sure.

Only when she'd been quite humiliated did the Marquess finally stand to leave. The Marquess had quite forgotten Eilwy in her anger at Sylla, and the enchantress had gotten off quite lightly tonight. The Marquess pulled their leashes and both women tottered after her, totally naked, followed by stone faced Yakundo.

Slurtis slipped indeed into the corridor ahead of them. Celia's two maids were there, conferring in hushed voices, but they didn't see him. He was quite adept at staying hidden when he needed to be.

As soon as Celia left the room, her pretence of good humour fell and her eyes flashed with anger again. "You bitch!" She spat at Sylla. "You thought you could take me down? Work for the Temple do you? To think I trusted you!"

Yakundo appeared emotionless. "What will you do now?"

Celia grinned, the then reached out and tweaked one of Sylla's big fat nipples, making her cry out into her gag. "Well, I normally offer girls a choice between pain and pleasure at this point. But for you, Sylla, it's definitely pain tonight. Get her to the dungeon."

Slurtis watched as the two girls were led away, and considered his options.