Anaak Zahard : Sexual Punishment

You clench your fists as you nod at Anaak's declaration, knowing this punishment was going to be the most disgusting of the bunch. You almost wonder if she is going to be ****, as well. "Well, it's honestly the one I really hate the most. Those guys continue to insult me, calling me a "dirty whore", since they still believe I was seduced by my man and chose to run away because of my "whorish traits". " Anaak scowled more than before, clearly more angered towards the insult of her late husband instead for herself.

"The first is practically me being **** to thrust up and down thick wooden phalluses. It's not just penetrating my pussy, but also my ass. They basically bind my body up real tight and with chains attached to a special device, so they could control my movements and ensure I really lower myself down until the edge of those fucking phalluses. I'm **** to go that way for 3 hours. It hurts like hell, my insides feeling like they were being heated up a LOT, but- But I keep going. I refuse to let it break me. I even crack a few smiles here and there to mock those guys. They don't like it, and often **** me down faster, but I just keep taunting them. I had to remind myself that, no matter what, I wouldn't break."

"The second punishment is all about me being **** to suck on those guard's dicks for 2 hours. They made sure that their cocks were dirty as shit, alright, and they keep me from biting down through a special implement." Anaak spat on the floor, looking disgusted. "It feels like my mouth's sucking some hard shit, and they made sure to be rough and push their fucking cocks as far down my throat as they could. Still, I made sure to give them glares that could probably kill anyone if looks could kill, and I spit their cum out as much as I could, even managing to land it in their faces sometimes. Even when I got punched or kicked down, I merely laughed at them for being spat on by a "dirty whore", like they said it." Anaak cracked a vicious smirk at that, before shaking her head.

"The third punishment has me really FUCKED by those assholes, all while my breasts were regularly pinched and my face got slapped. They don't **** their cocks down my mouth because they wanted to hear if I would moan and gasp at all, but I don't. I NEVER did. I spit in their faces, no matter how much they would beat me over it, mock them to fuck me harder, and tell them they weren't even half the man my husband was. No matter how hard they thrust inside me, how much it feels like my insides are being defiled and tormented, it didn't break me." You gaze at Anaak with a mixture of pity and awe, realizing that the woman before you truly was amazing. Anaak merely grinned back softly.

"I think I've done pretty well enduring their ****. Now, let me discuss how I feel about stuff over being naked, **** to crouch, and having to urinate or shit in this cell..." Your eyes narrowed at the last part. So she wasn't even allowed to go to the toilet.

"First of all, I HATED being naked, sure, like I was displayed to anyone who wanted to jeer at me, but then I realized I should just accept it. Like, if they want to oogle and mock at me, then bring it. I'm not ashamed about being beautiful, I'm not ashamed about being the "sole Princess of Jahad to have sexual experience" and whatever bullshit they mock me with. In time, I grew numb to it, so I don't care if those pigs saw me naked or mock me over it. I won't yield, no matter what."

"As for this crouching position, sure, it hurt like a bitch. At first, my muscles ache a lot, I'm sore in all the wrong places, and I could hardly sleep, but I eventually got used to it. I was able to sleep decently in time, but I just can't stop unnaturally sweating and feeling some of the strain on my muscles at times. I've learned to focus shinsu into dulling the pain and fixing my muscles, though, so that's a new skill learned. Guess even a "hot-headed whore" like me can adapt to the situation, huh?" Anaak scoffed at mentioning what must have been yet another insult used by the guards."

"Next is about me taking a piss or shitting here. The cell's enchanted to make the stench, the urine, and the shit vanish eventually, but they SURE take a while to do so. The stench seems to be spread around for a while before it just vanishes. Those assholes clearly did it on purpose. Fortunately, my nose has long since adapted to it, so I don't feel sick and can taunt the guards back even if they interrupt me when I'm doing it."

"And finally about the way I eat... I don't eat with my hands, but with only my mouth. My hands are chained behind my back, and I have to take in the food and lick up the water given to me with just my lips and teeth. At least the food isn't all too bad..." Your eyes narrowed even more at that. Just how inhumane could the Imperial Prison get!? "But I've grown used to it. I still missed some of the crumbs and the like, but I could eat enough to feel nourished. Anyway, that's all you should know in my opinion."

You nod solemnly, having finished all your notes about what Anaak said. You feigned that you asked the questions all by yourself, and she responded them, while making sure to make them appear cutting and sarcastic as to look convincing. "Alright. Thank you, Miss Anaak. I hope you can hold on until the time has come for you to be free."

Anaak merely grinned softly as she nodded. "Okay, and tell my daughter... That I am still going strong. I'll always love her, no matter what, and I am proud of her after hearing what you've told me about her."