The Pillories

The next morning, Xena is waken up by a kick in the shin. Her eye flutter open and her senses are overtaken by the remnants of the night before. Her tongue still tastes of ass and her nostrils are filled with the stench of the fluids that have dried all over her body.

She looks up and meet the gaze of Eve, the one-eyed blond paladin. "Come on, tramp. It's time to get up." Her tone is harsh, but the blush on her cheeks betrays her attraction towards the orc.

The human is broad, but relatively short. When Xena sits up, her head reaches the same height as the other woman's chest. The blonde's gaze trails down towards the orc's exposed cock. With her morning wood, Xena's shaft is standing at full attention, and the size of it must be quite impressive for a human.

The paladin's boot drops down on it, pushing her cock against the ground. Xena yelp as her dick is getting stepped on, but she quickly realizes just how little pressure the other woman is putting into. It's as if the paladin wants to trample her dick, but she hesitates to put too much weight on it. She wants to **** her, but she can't bring herself to truly hurt her.

"I can't get up if you do that," Xena simply says. Her nonchalant tone seems to anger the paladin, who pushes a little harder with her boot.

As soon as the orc lets out a weak wince, the paladin steps away. She pulls an iron collar from her belt and clamps it around the orc's neck, who does not fight back. Then, she attaches a leash to it and moves towards the tent flap, pulling the orc along.

Once again, Xena is made to walk through the human camp in her embarrassing attire, which is covered in dried patch of sperm. She is brought to a large wooden pillory, and is then instructed to let herself be locked in it, after taking off her collar.

The contraption keeps her on her knees in an uncomfortable position, with her neck and wrists clamped horizontally. The height of the stock would allow a regular human to be bent in half, but with her imposing height she is **** down on her knees. She can feel the wind against her exposed nethers, and can only imagine the soldiers crowding behind her to look at her ass, her cock and her balls.

A pair of tall black leather boots show up in front of her. Her eye looks up, meeting the gaze of the wicked witch that cursed her to this fate.

"Good morning, sweetie. I hope you've had plenty of rest, for today will be the day when you lose your anal virginity."

Xena's head is almost close enough to the ground for her jaw to hit it when she hears this. She wiggles against the pillory, trying as hard as she can to free herself.

"Oh, honey, no need to fight back like that. Be a good girl and try to enjoy it."

Hands grab onto her thick thighs, spreading them apart. Another hand, covered in something slippery, rubs up and down along her asscrack. She yelps when a finger pushes against her unspoiled pucker. And then, the waves of warmth start.

Her whole body starts feeling vibrant, her mouth waters, and her vision becomes foggy as all the physical sensation in her body seems to heighten out of nowhere, especially around her crotch. Her anal sphincters quiver wildly, the feeling intensifying as the stranger behind her pushes their fingers deeper inside her.

"What... What is happening?" Her head feels heavy and her ass... her ass feels oh so desperately empty.

"Do you like it?" Stella asks playfully. "It's a little alchemical concoction I cooked up. I don't think I need to tell you that it is a powerful aphrodisiac. I wanted to make sure that you would enjoy your first time." She taps her lips as if having a thought, and then snickers. "And I wanted to make sure that you would get addicted to it, that too."

She pats her on the head before walking away. Xena can hear the footsteps behind her as a line forms to fuck her. When the fingers pull out of her hole, she is left with only one thought: The effects of the aphrodisiac will make her go crazy if her rectum isn't stimulated soon.