The whipping

The sorceress was rotated once more, then the Captain stepped aside to let the crowd admire the sight. He picked up the belt and circled the sorceress to stand behind her. Despite the absurdity of the punishment and its humiliating nature Aeriella felt astonishingly relaxed. She did not necessarily enjoy the **** exposure, her exhibitionism did not go that far, but at least she was not tense or stressed out. Even when Percevale hit the bondage construction with the belt, not her body yet, making a lot of noise, her mood did not change; she remained resigned, yet relaxed.

CRACK!
“Ahh!”

The elf cried out loudly enough for the first few rows to hear. She twitched in her bonds when the first strike landed on her buttocks, but not because of any pain. Even though she expected it, the noise of the hit startled her. The crowd cheered enthusiastically, there was still no malice in their behaviour though. The sorceress was almost certain that the citizens of Kammelteau knew of the belt’s magical properties. She did not get the chance to ponder on the matter, because the second strike interrupted her thoughts.

CRACK!
“Ahh!”

She cried out once again… for no particular reason. The sound simply broke out of her mouth on its own.

CRACK!
“Ahh!”

The Captain was working methodically, letting each strike sound fully. The noise made by the belt was impressive, the spell must have been quite sophisticated. IT was not THAT loud, but the sorceress was certain that every person in the crowd could hear it. The audience remained surprisingly silent and focused, as if not wanting to disturb the spectacle.

CRACK!
“Ahh!”

Aeriella tried to count the strokes to keep her mind occupied, but somehow could not focus even on that simple task.

CRACK!
“Ahh!”
CRACK!
“Ahh!”
CRACK!
“Ahh!”

For some odd reason the elf kept crying out, even though she still felt no pain. The position itself was uncomfortable, but she was fit enough that she could endure it with ease. The humiliation of exposure was the worse part.

CRACK!
“Ahh!”
CRACK!
“Ahh!”
CRACK!
“Ahh!”

The strokes were rhythmical, suggesting that the Captain had experience in lashing them out. Did women in Kammelteau really break this law so often? The sorceress could not ponder on the matter though, because the whipping kept distracting her.
CRACK!
“Ahh!”
CRACK!
“Ahh!”
CRACK!
“Ahh!”

The crowd remained enthusiastic, but calm; they seemed to simply be having fun.
CRACK!
“Ahh!”
CRACK!
“Ahh!”
CRACK!
“Ahh!”

Aeriella lost sense of time, so she was not aware how long the whipping lasted, but finally it stopped. She had been informed by Percevale about the whole procedure, so she knew it was not the end, merely switching to the second phase. The Captain with the assistance of a guard turned the bondage construction around, so that the elf was once again facing the crowd. They also lifted her up, so her head was now hanging about a metre above the floor. After being upside down for a while the elf had gotten used to that perspective, so she could now take a better look at the crowd. Her initial assessment of regular folks who came onto a fair was only reinforced. But again she did not get a chance to ponder on the matter.
CRACK!
“Ahhh!!”

Another strike landed on the elf’s body; this one on her breasts, right across the nipples
CRACK!
“Ahhh!!”
The sorceress’ buttocks were firm and toned, made of strong, durable muscles, created by regular exercises. Her breasts were also firm, but much softer and sensitive; the latter especially applied to the nipples.
CRACK!
“Ahhh!!”

These strikes were not painful either, but Aeriella could sense them more clearly. It was hard to describe to someone who had not experienced it. The elf was astonished by the belt’s abilities.
CRACK!
“Ahhh!!”
In other circumstances she might have even considered it pleasant to a degree. She enjoyed nipple play, even in its rougher forms, and being hit with the belt right across the middle of her breasts felt a bit like it.
CRACK!
“Ahhh!!”

The Captain was just as methodical and maintained a steady rhythm. He also had a perfect aim, his strikes always landed in the centre of Aeriella’s breasts. Something like that could not have been achieved with extensive practice.
CRACK!
“Ahhh!!”
CRACK!
“Ahhh!!”
CRACK!
“Ahhh!!”

As the whipping went on the sorceress realised something odd and slightly disconcerting - her body was betraying her. Despite the humiliating exposure and the crowd’s lustful gazes, having her breasts whipped with the mysterious belt caused her to become… aroused.
CRACK!
“Ahhh!!”
The whipping itself, however painless it was, could not have done it. There must have been more to the belt’s enchantment.
CRACK!
"Ahhh!!”
Her thoughts kept wondering though and she was unable to hold onto each of them long enough to be able to analyse her body’s behaviour.
CRACK!
“Ahhh!!”

Aeriella was kinky and bold, and was ready to admit it, but she was not so perverted as to be turned on by such a disgraceful experience. And yet she was becoming horny.
CRACK!
“Ahhh!!”
The whipping continued, methodical and relentless, and the elf’s arousal kept steadily growing.
CRACK!
“Ahhh!!”

She noticed that the crowd, still mostly civil and well-behaved, was becoming more excited as well, but that was understandable. After all they were watching a hot, naked elf in a perverted, pornographic spectacle.
CRACK!
“Ahhh!!”
Said elf on the other hand was a victim. But she was becoming a horny victim and that worried her as much as the public humiliation of the whole experience.
CRACK!
“Ahhh!!”
CRACK!
“Ahhh!!”
CRACK!
“Ahhh!!”