evidence of your dealings with demons are found

You can hear as one of knights move behind you and grabs both of your arms. You can tell it's one person by the arrangement of his fingers and you can tell it's a knight by the feeling of cold still gloves.

They left you with your guard for now. You can hear the movement around the room. The moving of furnitures, the sound of boots, the sound of books crushing on floor and some sound of... scratching? It works on your imagination. You cannot help but grind your thighs against each other. You can feel that material of your inner stockings is soaked wet.

Suddenly you snap as you hear:

“Highmaster! Look at this!” you hear someone rushing, than Valentin's furious voice,

“Heretical texts! About a demon summoning rituals!”

You freeze, unable to move.

“Highmaster, here!” Another voice “A summoning circle under the carpet!”

You gulp suddenly feeling weak on your legs.

You know that outed witches (and there was no proof that they killed somebody) usually find themselves tortured, branded and banished from country.

But demon summoning was a different case – it was a **** sentence for a woman.

Anyone found to be in possession of demon summoning text, was sent to interrogation, then straight on fire stack. And considering what they already fabricated, your future looks bleak. You actually don't have any idea how to get out of this predicament.

You wonder, what have you done to Highmaster Valentin Porquet, that he would go so far as to sentence you to ****.

You can hear his voice again. He must be standing about 2 meters before you.

“Scribe” you hear Valentine speak “note that accused's body wears signs of frequent dealings with demons. Among the sings there are signs of demons tentacles encasing her body.”

You wonder what's he talking about, until you realize that he's probably talking about the rope marks – the remnants of yours last night's fun.

“Scribe, note that accused's breasts wear signs of being held by demon's claws.”

'Demon's claws? What doe- AGHHH!' You scream as you feel something hit the side your right breast.

You scream into your gag two more times, feeling a cutting pain on side of your breast. Then you scream three more times as you feel three strikes on side of your left breast.

Because of pain tears stream down your face. But at the same time, your pussy juices flow down your thighs, like never before.

It takes you a moment to understand what happened.

Cat o' nine tails whip. You used it once, but it had tendency to cut skin. Something that you wanted to avoid. They hit the side of your breasts from behind to imitate demon's claws holding them.

You cannot help but wonder if the real demon would compare.

“Scribe” you freeze hearing Valentine's voice. He must have waited for you to regain your bearings before continuing “Note that there are marks of demon's claws on accused's ass.”

You didn't have to be told what awaited you next. You start struggling. Two knights grab each of your arms and **** you to bend forward. You stop struggling when you feel a hand on your cheek and hear Valentine's voice.

“Easy now.”

You shudder as his action alone was enough to make you cum a little.

Out of fear and excitement you case your struggle. There is just something dangerous about this man, that excites you, scares you.

Then you scream. But don't move. Don't struggle. Just feeling his hand on your cheek is enough to paralyse you.

After three strikes on each of your ass-cheek, you are suddenly let go.

You stand in silent room. Moving your head around uncertainly, as if to see something.