Samia is Taken Back to her Cell

The next morning, the guards arrived to free Samia from the pillory. her mouth and pussy were sore, her skin and muscles barely worked from the cold.

"Take her down," their leader commanded, looking away from her cum-stained and bruised body. "She's had enough, for now."

Samia was released from the pillory, her naked body again a public spectacle of humiliation and pain. Her hands were bound behind her back, and she was led away by the guards, paraded through the town for all to see. It took a few minutes for her to warm up enough to walk. Her face was covered in cum, and they didn't allow her to wipe it clean while they shoved her around.

As she was dragged through the streets, her eyes met the faces of those who had jeered at her earlier. She had no idea who had fucked her mouth or pussy last night, it had been too dark to see them.

Samia refused to look back as she was led away. She had endured enough public humiliation for one day.

Once inside the cell, she sank to the floor, her body shaking with pain and fatigue.