Public bath and the finale

Finally the elf stood up. She accepted Percevale’s assistance, because her blood circulation was still returning to normal and she needed a moment to regain vertical orientation. The cheers once again grew in volume and enthusiasm, but soon the crowd became confused, when they noticed the guards carrying a large tub and pitchers with water onto the platform. It took them a moment to realise that the spectacle was not over yet.

Aeriella swiftly regained balance and stepped into the tub. She assumed a wide stance and put her hands on her hips, while guards poured water into the tub. It was lukewarm because, despite the canopy, the elf still felt hot and needed to cool down. The Captain wet his palms, picked up the bar of soap, soaped his hands and began to rub the suds into the elf’s skin, starting at her calves. Just like with the oiling earlier he was diligent when rubbing the calves, but did not spend any unnecessary time on them. He swiftly moved on to the thighs and that was where the real caressing began. The crowd might have seen a variation of this scene already, with the sorceress in a different position, but they clearly were eager to see even more. Aeriella’s body was a work of art and the way Percevale worshipped it created a highly erotic spectacle.

First the Captain diligently rubbed the suds into the elf’s skin. Then he massaged the toned muscles, doing his best to release them of any remaining tension. After maintaining the splits for so long the sorceress, nimble as she was, certainly appreciated the massage. When Percevale finished, he began to simply caress her skin, for the audience’s pleasure, as well as his own. He spent as much time at Aeriella’s thighs as when he was oiling them. From there the Captain proceeded upward to the elf’s buttocks. While he soaped up his hands, she turned around, so that the crowd could admire her firm, round booty. Her initiative was rewarded with a short applause. Percevale commenced to soap up the sorceress’ booty, once again turning the whole process into an erotic spectacle. There was again the massage, followed by some shameless, possessive groping. Aeriella even began to wonder how hard his cock was; certainly he must have been horny as hell at this point. Which made his diligence and discipline even more impressive.

After the buttocks the Captain dealt with the elf’s back. There was no more groping and caressing after the rubbing, but he did give her shoulders and neck a massage. She then turned around again, to let the audience admire her breasts. Percevale rubbed the suds into her belly and arms, then soaped his palms anew. He walked behind her, wrapped his arms around her torso and grabbed her breasts. He rubbed the suds diligently into the soft, yet perfectly firm, globes, then began to fondle them softly. His touch was gradually becoming more decisive and he occasionally poked the sorceress’ nipples. At one point a soft moan escaped from Aeriella’s lips. Her spell was still working and the audience reacted with another short cheer. They went quiet quickly, so as not to drown out any of her noises. Just in time, because the elf’s reaction encouraged Percevale to intensify his caress. He alternated between groping her breasts possessively and rolling her nipples between his fingers. Soon more and louder groans escaped from her mouth. He went on for a while and the sorceress’ moans became almost constant.

The Captain made a short pause, just to soap up his palms, and soon returned them onto her body. But only one grabbed Aeriella’s breast, the other went between her legs and began to “wash” her pussy. The elf’s vaginal lips were still sensitive after the last orgasm, but she did not protest. Quite the opposite, she issued an even louder, high-pitched groan. She parted her legs wider, as much as the tub allowed. Percevale rubbed her pussy vigorously, while he continued to grope her breast with his other palm; soon the sorceress was once more moaning almost constantly.

The public “washing” had been Aeriella’s idea, so the Captain had never performed it with any other “prostitute”. He was a disciplined man and after years of performing the whipping he could overcome the temptation of the flesh. The other women who had tasted his belt were quite attractive too, but neither could hold a candle to Aeriella; but it was not merely about the physical beauty. The elf also possessed some kind of raw sexuality in her; in these circumstances she was a temptation that no man could resist. That was why Percevale, almost absentmindedly, went off the script. He swiftly pulled out his penis from his trousers, it was fully erect. He wrapped one arm around the sorceress’ waist and pushed her neck forward with the other; she bent over without protesting. It was impossible to shock the crowd of Kammelteau, but even they were surprised by the Captain's actions; they remained silent though and watched in awe.

Percevale shoved his rock-hard cock into Aeriella’s wet pussy in one smooth motion; she cried out loudly, but still did not protest. They had made no plans for the Captain to fuck her publicly, but she was not exactly surprised. She was almost astonished that he managed to hold back for so long. Percevale firmly grabbed her hips with both hands and began to pound her vigorously from behind. The elf’s recent orgasm had been intense and satisfying, but even it was not able to deplete the reserve of arousal which had gathered inside of her during the whole spectacle. The “washing” and especially the pussy-rubbing swiftly reignited her horniness. It happened so quickly that even the sorceress herself was surprised.

The Captain did not even need a minute of hard sex before Aeriella’s body began to tremble once again. Her moans and cries clenched her vaginal muscles around Percevale’s cock. No man could withstand that pressure, especially not after such a foreplay. The Captain joined the sorceress in her climax and began to shoot his load into her cumming pussy. His own orgasm was much longer than usual, because the whole whipping had been a self-teasing process for him, so his load was truly voluminous. The audience could not hear Percevale’s grunts, but even without them they realised what was happening. Their excitement grew significantly, but they remained silent.

The pair on the stage finished their climax together; it was Aeriella’s another mysterious, unusual trait. The Captain pulled out his penis and tucked it into his trousers. The elf straightened back up, but remained in the wide stance. Because of the position and the sheer volume of his cumshot, the semen quickly began to ooze out of her vagina and slowly flow down her legs.

There was the final part of the spectacle still to be performed and Percevale, as a professional, was not going to skip it. Especially now, after his orgasm, he could properly focus on the task at hand. He picked up a large, soft towel and began to dry the sorceress’ skin. He started at her neck and methodically moved downwards. This part was also performed like a show, but was not nearly as long. The Captain was diligent and his palms moved slowly, but he did not linger in any place longer than it was necessary. Eventually Aeriella’s entire body was dry, apart from her feet. Percevale brought her boots and placed them next to the tub. He then dried each of her feet, while at the same time acting as support, while she put her boots on; the elf did not wear any other clothes. When she finally stood outside of the tub, in a sexy pose of course, the crowd erupted with a wild cheer.

Aeriella smiled and began to descend from the platform. She was wearing the same “outfit” as when she had entered it and she used the same sexy stride. As she walked towards the city hall, the audience clapped the entire way. She ascended the stairs slowly, giving the crowd the chance for one final glance. Percevale’s semen was still oozing out of her pussy. At the top she bowed in all directions, each time bending low until her torso was perpendicular to the ground. The elf blew a kiss after each bow, then finally entered the city hall. Enthusiastic cheers continued long after she disappeared.

EPILOGUE

Before leaving the town Aeriella ate a delicious and nutritious meal and drunk some fine wine in the company of the Mayor and the Captain. As had been agreed she was lent the belt to investigate it magically at home. She was impatient to learn about its magical properties in detail, but not impatient enough to skip the meal. The elf also received a dress, this one better fitting for her tall, curvaceous body. She promised the men that she would return to Kammelteau, not merely to give the items back, but to perform once more. Maybe she could come up with yet more improvements to the spectacle?