The Punishment of Pain

When the five women opened their eyes again, it was to face the morning, the endless sprawl of rooftops basking in golden sunlight. The scent of baked bread lingered in the air, mingling with the faint aroma of exotic spices wafting from the market district. The Grand Podium stood majestic and unforgiving, its granite walls casting an imposing shadow over the surrounding cobblestone streets. The people had gathered in some measures, and they were looking at Queen Tina, Princess Ariana, and the Generals Mary, Mio, and Fia with measured expressions, clearly looking to test the worthiness of the five women in regaining their trust.

The same guard that had chained them returned, and released the chains from the posts that they were bound to, but quickly tied the chains around the five women's hands into their back. "It's time for breakfast. Kneel and eat with only your mouths. After this, I shall announce the punishment."

The people visibly flinched, unable to hide their dismay and discomfort seeing such a disgraceful way of eating. Although their anger was still there, such humiliation was something they would never wish on anyone no matter what.

Queen Tina knelt swiftly, keeping her expression calm, even as she felt her mind and heart heavy with shame, and devoured the six loafs of bread and the five elixirs granted to her with as much composure and naturality as she could.

Princess Ariana's face was burning out of shame, but she still managed to follow her mother's example to a degree.

The five women struggled to consume their sustenance while tied, occasionally dropping crumbs or splashing elixir onto the cold stones below. The people watching observed the spectacle with wide-eyed disbelief, murmurs of discontent echoing through the crowd.

"Cruel, isn't it?" remarked a withered old man, his voice raspy yet resonant. "To **** such capable warriors to debase themselves thus." Not a single one of them said anything against it. None of them would want to experience such humiliation. The fact they were willing to go as far as they did was a testament to their strength and dedication to redeeming themselves.

"Let's wait and see," replied a burly man, adjusting his grip on the fence. "Their willpower would surprise us."

As the crowd buzzed with whispers and murmurs, the guard stepped forward once more. His eyes surveyed the five women kneeling before him.

"Listen up," he barked, his voice cutting through the clamor. "Today's punishment is the first of the 'Pain' segment. I'll introduce the punishment now. You five will face the whip for this day 30 times."

Queen Tina nodded, her gaze unwavering. "We understand," she declared, her voice firm and resolute. "Proceed with the punishment."

"Good. Now, let's begin." With that, the guards swiftly rechained the women back into their posts, their gaze and posture resolute as they prepared to be punished as they deserved. The first one to be whipped was Mio.

The guard's arm reared back, and a sickening snap echoed through the air. A fresh wound appeared on Mio's back, slicing open her otherwise flawless skin. Her face contorted with pain, but she did not even grunt. "One." Mio counted resolutely, determined to show her strength by counting every lash of the guard's whip.

The crowd winced in unison, only a handful amongst them able to truly withstand witnessing such raw **** against someone they once held in high esteem. The whip slammed into Mio's back once more, painting the ground a sinister crimson. A soft cry left her lips, yet she refused to break character. "Two." The harsh metallic sound of her voice echoed through the Grand Podium, the whip snapping like a vengeful serpent upon its prey.

The guard continued to mercilessly lash Mio's back, and Mio endured the lashes with as much stoicism as she could, although at times she couldn't help but let out a few cries. Still, she kept her eyes resolute, and the people couldn't help but nod in approval. It was clear that although slow, the sight before them was slowly reducing the anger of the People of Noxus.

"Twenty..." Mio stated, her voice still astonishingly firm, but now wavering somewhat. Queen Tina and the other condemned women eyed her encouragingly, and Mio returned their gazes each with a nod as the guard continued to lash her.

"Twenty... Five..." Mio declared, her voice now wavering more. Still, her previous displays of resilience had did it's work, and the people were now looking at her with clear respect and awe. The sight of it bolstered her, and she no longer wavered until the thirty lash.

"Thirty." That was all Mio had to say, her voice as professional and stoic as one could expect from her. She eyed Mary, who was the next one to be whipped. Mary gulped, but took a few deep breaths and nodded as firmly as she could.

As the guard's whip landed, Mary's eyes shut as a yelp escaped her lips, her body stiffening against the post as the pain seared through her. "One!" she screamed, trying to hide the agony in her tone. But as the whip sliced into her back once more, she clearly strained to yell out "two".

As Mary endured her punishment, it was clear that while she was capable of resisting this, she wasn't at Mio's level of endurance. Not that Mio looked like she wanted to reprimand her sister. She just shook her head and said nothing. At the 10th lash, Mary finally let out a single tear, even as she continued to endure the punishment and count the lash out loud.

Fia watched on, helpless to do anything but offer silent support to her older sister. She winced at every cry that left Mary's lips, feeling a sharp pang of guilt and sadness in her heart. Fia couldn't help but feel responsible for the situation Mary was in, knowing that if she had been stronger and more decisive, perhaps they could have avoided some of the suffering they now had to endure.

The whip sliced into Mary's back for the 20th time, leaving a deep red welt in its wake. "Twen...ty" she gritted her teeth, her voice echoing throughout the Grand Podium. Fia watched as tears streamed down Mary's face, her body trembling with every blow. Yet despite the pain, Mary still continued to endure.

Even as the whip tore into her flesh again and again, leaving deep, bloody furrows across her back, she refused to go beyond the low groans of pain she couldn't hold back. And so it was that she finally managed to finish her punishment at the 30th lash, still not breaking down even as tears continued to fall from her eyes.

The crowd watched with bated breath, their own bodies tensing in sympathy with every lash of the whip. And yet, even as they saw the raw brutality of the punishment being meted out before their very eyes, they couldn't help but feel a sense of reverence for the woman standing before them. No matter how angry they were with those women, they still were capable of sympathizing and had a heart. Little by little, each display warmed their embittered heart.

And the next one in line was Fia herself. "Be strong..." Mary encouraged with a weak smile, her eyes still red but no longer crying. "You're just as strong as me, right?" Mio butted in surprisingly, her expression forming a small, rare smile. "Show them your strength, sister." Fia smiled weakly as she nodded with as much confidence as she could muster.

She took a deep breath and closed her eyes, preparing for the pain that was about to come.

With a loud snap, the whip tore into her flesh, and Fia clenched her teeth. "One." She said out loud. The next lash came quicker, leaving another red welt on her skin. Fia bit her lip hard, trying to stem the tide of tears threatening to spill forth. "Two." She refused to let her pain show too much; she had to be strong for her sisters, the Princess, and the Queen. When the whip struck her skin for the 10th time, her voice broke slightly as she yelled out "Ten." She could feel the blood trickling down her back, but the pain was slowly becoming bearable.

The crowd was shaking their heads, looking sympathetic. Although their anger remained, it was clear they did not enjoy the suffering before them in the slightest. Fia's inner strength propelled her as she **** her composure back, and she endured the rest of her punishment with a firm hold on her emotions. She refused to let her pain take control. She gritted her teeth, and as the whip struck her for the 20th time, she screamed out loudly "Twenty!" Her voice echoed throughout the Grand Podium. Fia couldn't help but let out a few tears at this point, but she refused to let anything more fall from her eyes.

She looked up and saw Mary and Mio staring back at her, their gazes filled with admiration and pride. Fia felt a surge of warmth fill her heart, and she screamed out the remaining lashes with all her might. "Twenty-one! Twenty-two!" She made sure to appear resolute, showing the strength of a Noxian General's will.

By the time the thirty lashes had been meted out, Fia's body was trembling from the pain, but she refused to let it break her spirit. "Thirty!" She yelled out firmly. The crowd watched in awe as Fia endured her punishment, their anger slowly fading away as they recognized the strength and determination of the woman before them.

The next one to be whipped was none other but Queen Tina. She closed her eyes and steeled herself for the pain for a moment before giving the guard a firm nod to proceed. The whip came down upon her flesh with a resounding crack, and Queen Tina sucked in a sharp breath through her teeth as it bit into her skin. Her back immediately broke out in a red welt, but she remained silent, determined not to give the watching crowd the satisfaction of seeing her in pain.

"One," she grunted out. The second lash came, and she retained her composure still. "Two," she rasped out. The third lash landed, and the welt grew larger still. Yet she did not give voice to her pain, forcing her lips into a thin line as she endured the punishment with strength and grace.

Princess Ariana watched on in awe, her heart swelling with admiration for her mother and the women who had fought alongside her father during the Great War. She could see the pain etched into every line of Queen Tina's body, yet somehow, she remained resolute, her eyes never straying from the ground before her.

The guard didn't relent, the whip coming down on Queen Tina's back again and again, leaving behind a trail of blood, pain, and humiliation.

"Fifteen." Queen Tina counted each lash out loud, her voice trembling but never breaking. She bit down on her bottom lip, tasting the metallic tang of blood as she **** her body to remain still, even as it screamed in agony. Each lash of the whip felt like a hot branding iron burning into her flesh, yet she refused to give in to the pain. She would endure. She had to.

The crowd watched on in rapt fascination, their earlier anger and disgust replaced by a begrudging admiration for the woman who had once led them to victory. They had heard stories, tales of her strength and prowess on the battlefield, but they had never seen it up close and personal. Queen Tina was a **** to be reckoned with, and here she was, standing before them, enduring punishment like a true leader. Now they realized just how much those rumors were true, of how much of that strength she retained even though she had became Queen and no longer fought as often in the front-lines.

"Twenty," she grunted, her voice barely more than a whisper. The whip cracked again, leaving a fresh line of red across her back. She flinched but didn't cry out. Instead, she took a deep breath and let it out slowly. "Twenty-one."

The crowd was silent, watching in amazement as their queen endured the pain. They knew they couldn't have done the same if they were in her place. While their anger remained, any doubts about the strength of the women before them had long since been extinguished.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, the lashing came to an end at the thirty lash. Queen Tina's back was a mess of red welts and blood, but she remained standing and her face remained firm, a testament to her strength and determination. She eyed her daughter, Princess Ariana, the next and final of the five women to be whipped. "Be strong. Show the people your strength."

Princess Ariana nodded with as much resolution as she could, despite feeling the fear. She was determined to see this through and grow stronger from the experience.

As soon as the sound of a snap occured, the whip lashed at her back. Princess Ariana clenched her teeth, trying to hold back the cry that threatened to escape her lips. But she couldn't, and a low moan ripped through her throat as the whip sliced into her flesh. "One!" She counted out loud, her voice shaking with pain.

The guard didn't relent. The whip came down on Princess Ariana's back again and again, leaving behind a trail of blood in its wake. "Ten!" Princess Ariana screamed, her voice ringing through the air as the whip sliced into her back again. The pain was unbearable, like a million tiny needles piercing her skin and burrowing deep into her flesh. Yet she refused to let it break her. She gritted her teeth and **** herself to endure, her mind focusing on the burning sensation that the pain brought.

The guard's arm reared back, the whip slicing through the air before coming down on her back once more. Princess Ariana screamed, her body shaking with pain as she strained to remain upright. "Eleven!" Yet Ariana refused to break, her screams of counting the numbers becoming higher and more **** with each lash.

The crowd watched on, their hearts heavy with sympathy as they saw the young princess endure the same punishment as the other women. Out of all the five women being punished, Princess Ariana was the one they held the least amount of negativity. She was still so young, and most of them only blamed her mother or the generals. Still, they couldn't help but admire how she could demonstrate strength, even if paling compared to her elders, despite her youth and inexperience.

The smell of blood and sweat mingled with the cool air, a sickening sweet scent that filled the Grand Podium. The crowd watched with bated breath as Princess Ariana endured each lash with determination, her screams ringing in their ears. "Twenty! Twenty-one!"

Queen Tina watched her daughter with a mixture of pity and pride. As her mother, it pained her greatly to see Ariana be tortured like this, but she was also proud of Ariana's resolution. She smiled sadly when Ariana finally screamed "Thirty!", ending the punishment of whipping.

"The first part of the Punishment of Pain is done. Rest for 4 hours, now." The guard announced profesionally as he stepped back, gesturing at the other guards to bring the food and chain the five women's hands on their backs for them to eat in the same undignified way as they would be for the rest of the punishment. The people, clearly unwilling to watch the sight of the five women being **** to eat using only their mouths once again, decided to leave, but before that, all of them gave the punished women nods of approval and appreciation. Even a few whispered admiring words as they left.

As soon as the crowd cleared out, the five women dropped their act, their faces contorted into expressions of pain and exhaustion. Their bodies trembled as weakness overcame them – their legs felt like jelly, their arms leaden. The wounds on their back blazed, making every movement a **** to endure.

"Be strong, all of you. The worst is yet to come." Queen Tina said firmly as she walked towards her part of the food and drinks, and began to eat, getting used to using solely her mouth in taking in the nourishments. Despite the pain in her back, the exhaustion and weakness she felt, she remained resolute and unyielding.

Her daughter, Princess Ariana and the three powerful generals, Fia, Mary, and Mio followed suit and started eating their own portions, having grown more used to such ways of eating from their previous breakfast. Their lips wrapped around the food and sucked, chewing slowly while making sure not to ingest a large chunk all at once. As they ate, they took in enough water to quench their thirst, letting it wet their swollen and dry lips.

Their hands bound behind them restricted what they could do, an added dimension of physical vulnerability that intensified the sexual undercurrents between them, as the slow, deliberate act of eating became a test of endurance and control. Still, neither women refused to show all of their vulnerability and weakness. They ate and drank with resolute gazes, eyeing each other with as much confidence and encouragement as they could.

Once they finished, they stood chained spread-eagled to the posts of the Grand Podium once more, remaining silent as they waited for 4 hours to pass. Each women had their own thoughts, so they did not engage in conversations. However, there was one thing common in them: The looks of the people made it clear their efforts to regain the people's trust through enduring all this was working, and so they would continue to suffer, paying what they deserved to endure.

The sound of clanging metal outside heralded the return of the guard. This was it. The second part of the women's punishment was about to begin.

"Attention, you five," the guard barked. "Prepare to receive your next punishment."

Fia's heart raced in her chest as she braced herself for what was to come. She glanced around at her companions, their faces were etched with anxiety and dread. But there was also a flicker of defiance in their eyes, an unspoken vow to endure no matter what.

"Today's punishment is electrocution. The Grand Podium shall be carved in the Runes of Ramuh, and you shall endure the course of lightning torturing your bodies upon the activation of those runes." He said grimly.

Fia clenched her teeth as she nodded resolutely. She glanced at her sister Mary, who gave her a small, encouraging smile, and Mio, who nodded at her. Queen Tina and Princess Ariana, on the other hand were discussing things about the nature of the punishment.

"The Runes of Ramuh will be activated through the Podium, and we shall suffer the wrath of lightning for 3 hours." Queen Tina elaborated as Princess Ariana shuddered. "However, it CANNOT kill, just **** us. This is what we must endure. Remember that." Princess Ariana nodded softly, willing her eyes to show resolution and not weakness.

The people watched with anticipation as the Runes of Ramuh were carved through the Grand Podium in a circle covering all the five women. They couldn't help but feel worried. The Runes of Ramuh were infamous for having been a powerful weapon of Noxus. Just how potent of a **** would they be for the five women, even though the Runes used would not kill them?

The crowd couldn't help but be curious, whispering among themselves as they waited for the ritual to begin.

As soon as the Runes of Ramuh were carved into the Grand Podium, the air grew thick with anticipation and fear. The five condemned women braced themselves for what was to come, their faces resolute but their eyes also tinged with some fear.

After a few moments, the Runes glowed as their power began to take effect. 5 streams of lightning emerged from the circle before moving towards Queen Tina, Princess Ariana, General Mary, General Mio, and General Fia, wrapping around their bodies and beginning to electrocute them. The electricity surged through their bodies, causing their muscles to spasm and convulse as the lightning jolted through their flesh.

Fia screamed out in pain, her body arching as far as the restraints would allow as the voltage coursed over her skin. She could feel her body heating up as the lightning tore through her nerves and veins. Her body did not suffer any actual injuries, but the pain was very much real. Such was the nature of the Runes of Ramuh when used for punishment, not leaving behind scars but still inflicting great pain.

Her teeth chattered as her muscles spasmed, but she refused to let the pain break her spirit.

"This... Won't... Break... Me..." Fia gritted out, her fingers clenching into fists as the voltage surged through her. It felt like someone was shoving a red-hot poker into her veins, searing its way through every nerve and leaving her gasping for breath.

Mary watched Fia with a pained expression, her own body wracked with the same unbearable pain. But there was something else in Mary's gaze - pride. Pride in her sister, pride in her strength and resilience, pride in the fact that she was still fighting even when everything must have felt like it was too much to bear.

Mary's own body suffered as the stream of electricity wrapped around her continued to **** her, sending shockwaves through her body, but she still endured as well. Although her physical resilience was not as strong as her sisters, she still did her best and refused to hunch over, her eyes filled with tears that had not been shed yet.

Mio, too, stood tall, withstanding the electricity that surged through her body. Her teeth gritted, and as she endured, the veins on her neck became more visible, bulging as she grunted with every shockwave that tore through her muscles. She eyed Fia, who smiled weakly at her, and nodded with approval and pride. Although aloof, Mio truly cared for her sisters.

Mio paid particular attention to Mary, who was showing the most amount of struggle due to her comparatively weaker physical resilience. She didn't think of it critically, however. The fact that Mary was able to endure this at all was proof of her worthiness and strength despite her more peaceful inclinations.

Meanwhile, Queen Tina's body shook from the electricity, her muscles clenching and unclenching uncontrollably. Yet her eyes stayed fixed straight ahead, not faltering in the slightest. Pain was nothing new to her, and neither was punishment. She has gone through hell and back, and this only served as a stark reminder of how far she would go for her kingdom.

She was proud of her generals for their clear endurance, and knew for sure this experience would help them all grow stronger and more mature in their duties. She was especially proud of her daughter, in particular, despite her inexperience that was showing.

Her daughter, Princess Ariana, screamed as the lightning assaulted her young, untested body. Sweat dripped down her face as she endured the pain, and tears streamed down her cheeks. Yet Princess Ariana stood tall. The aching need between her legs grew stronger by the second, as the pain of the **** inched higher and higher. Still, she refused to give in to it.

The princess's mind flashed hot as the lightning continued to rip through her, striking her clit and causing her body to shiver from its intensity. She had never felt such acute pleasure laced with intense pain. Her mind reeling, Ariana bit harder on her lip in an attempt to silence herself. But she couldn't contain the moan that escaped her lips. It echoed across the Grand Podium, mingled with the sizzling sound of the lightning strikes and her muffled whimpers.

The sensation was overwhelming. It seared through her nerves, making it difficult for her to form coherent thoughts. Her clit felt engorged and sensitive beyond reason, throbbing and pulsating with every **** from the electrical storm. She held on for as long as she could, but she couldn't hold on forever.

An hour later, It pushed her over the edge, and Ariana came hard right then. She screamed, a long, trembling moan that sent waves of energy through every muscle in her body. Her orgasm was like lightning itself, electrifying every nerve with wave after wave of pleasure that rolled through her in intense spasms. Her pussy clenched and unclenched as ecstasy consumed her, her legs quivering with pleasure and agony.

Queen Tina, also struggling with the sensation of both pain and pleasure growing more and more overwhelming, could only shake her head and nod understandingly at her daughter as she looked down in shame even as Ariana continued to be tortured. She herself was approaching her limits, and the same could be said for the five generals.

The unending waves of pain and alternating jolts of pleasure left each woman drenched in sweat, their bodies slowly but surely overwhelmed by the sensation and their minds hazy with both pain and pleasure.

As Queen Tina felt her own body about to shake with spasms of pure pleasure, she watched as Mary, Mio, and Fia eyed each other, looking in a way that made it clear they understood that they were about to let go and succumb, but it was also a silent vow that they would stick to each other no matter what. She smiled weakly as she could fell herself pushed beyond her limits, soon to cum, especially as she noticed Ariana too soon about to reach her limits as well.

At the second hour, the moment finally came. Queen Tina, Princess Ariana, and Generals Mary, Mio, and Fia could no longer hold themselves back and came. Their orgasms rocked through their bodies, shuddering and trembling with the intensity of the lightning that still surged through them.

Mary threw her head back, her long dark hair sticking to her sweat-slicked skin as she gritted her teeth, trying her best to not cry out in pleasure. Her body writhed, pulling and straining at the restraints as her orgasm crashed through her. She could feel it spreading through her veins, heating up her blood and making every nerve come alive with a pleasure so fierce it was almost painful. She could feel her body shaking, her muscles tensing as she thrust her hips forward, wanting to feel more of the lightning coursing through her.

Next to her, Mio gritted her teeth, her fists clenched tightly as she too was overwhelmed by the intensity of her orgasm. She leaned her head back, exposing the long line of her neck as she let out a low moan. Her body convulsed with each wave of pleasure, every muscle tensing and contracting in delicious ways. Mio's body shuddered with pleasure, her clit swollen and throbbing with every strike of lightning. She gritted her teeth as she came, letting out a low, guttural moan that echoed across the podium.

Fia too was in the throws of her ecstasy, her body shuddering violently as the lightning coursed through her nerves. She could feel her whole body on fire, a constant pulsing ache in between her legs that was threatening to overwhelm her. She bit down on her lip so hard that she drew blood, but she absolutely refused to succumb. She breathed and panted deeply, but did not cry out.

Queen Tina too gritted her teeth, her body convulsed and shook with the **** of her orgasm, but she too held back her screams. She didn't even moan. It was painful, the strongest sensation she had ever felt like this. But, it was different - unique. And she allowed herself to feel it and embrace it as much as possible. Tina drew on the feeling to somewhat lessen the pain of the electricity, her eyes remaining as resolute as ever.

Princess Ariana handled her orgasm better this time, gasping but not screaming like the first time she came. Tears continued to stream down her face, and she was overwhelmed by the pleasure coursing through her body, so intense it threatened to burn her from the inside out. Yet she bit back a scream as she clung to the chains binding her wrists and ankles. The current was still flowing through her, each burst of lightning sending jolts of sensation that heightened her pleasure and pain.

Even so, all five women held on. As the rupturous orgasms gradually faded, as they stopped releasing so much of their womanly juices, they regained control and their eyes and expressions became as controlled as they could make it. "Be strong, all of you. We are close to the end." Queen Tina stated, her voice wavering slightly but the authority and charisma within it clear.

Princess Ariana nodded weakly as she tried her best to follow her mother's example of composure. On the other hand, Mary, Mio, and Fia had already regained control of themselves, and they fought to keep going forward. All five women had came to one silent decision. They must NOT come again. Once was already enough. They were here to prove their strength and commitment to the people.

Not that the people weren't already awe-stricken. Despite the five women unable to resist orgasming in the end, they knew fully well any other normal person would have succumbed long ago. The fact that they could endure this torment so well was a testament to the immense mental strength and physical ability of their leaders, and the people found themselves both aroused by the sight of their inevitable orgasm and impressed deeply by their strength.

It took a mountainous effort to hold themselves back from orgasming once more from the streams of electricity, but eventually it was done. The Runes of Ramuh stopped it's work, allowing Queen Tina, Princess Ariana, and the three generals to rest at long last as they breathed deeply upon being released from the hold of lightning. They kept their bodies as firm as possible, and said nothing, eyeing the people as proof of their everlasting resilience.

The people of Noxus all bowed before their leaders, even giving them small, sad smiles that indicated their hearts beginning to shift to forgiveness. And with that, they all left so the five women could have some privacy. "Rest, for tomorrow shall be the Punishment of Weights." That was all the guard said before he too left, leaving the five women alone.

"I- I can't hold it back any further... I feel like I need to come now." Princess Ariana said weakly as Queen Tina smiled solemnly.

"Me too... Holding it back for so long really took a toll on me. I'm not sure I could **** it back anymore." Mary said softly as Mio grunted, but did not counter her sister's statement. She was obviously nearing her limits as well.

"Can we urinate now, Queen Tina? Release what we have been holding back before the people?" Fia asked reluctantly and softly as Queen Tina nodded.

"Yes. We have all fought hard, and now we can finally release ourselves." With that, Queen Tina lead the five woman in orgasming, their muscles clenching and releasing as they did so. Each one of them gripped the chains tightly, their breath ragged and shallow as they let out sighs and gasps of release.

As the last waves of pleasure subsided, they found themselves relieved but exhausted beyond belief. Their bodies trembled, not just from the aftershocks that coursed through their nerves but because of the sheer amount of energy that they had released.

As the final shudders of pleasure and pain rippled through them, the women drifted off to sleep as soon as they could, not even feeling the chill of the wind as they were too exhausted from the punishments of "Pain". Still, their faces smiled as they now had hope enduring all this would redeem them before the people.