Kinktober #19

This is an original story.

Public / Humiliation

Let me tell you the story of how your mother and I met...
It was back in the day, way fifteen years back when your uncle Ronny and I decided it was high time we took our business to the street, and so we opened our very own own cheese shop.

Nine months later we decided it was high time we robbed our own place of business, and burn it down for the insurance money.
But of course, things didn't go quite as planned. When you uncle Ronny lit the match he tore his coat on a loose spike and didn't manage to break the lock. So when the sheriff got to him the backstabbing bastard sold daddy out for a more lenient sentence.
Why, I curse uncle Ronny's name even to this day!

And so the judge locked me to the pillory, where dad was constantly pelted with rotten fruits and eggs from all of daddy's favourite friends and relatives.

And amongst those people... Who should show up but the most beautiful woman I've ever seen.
She would wash my face, feed me and we would talk about everything and nothing until the dead of night. One day though, she wasn't smiling as usual. When I asked what was bothering her she wouldn't tell me at first, but I insisted... finally she gave in, and told me that this was the last night she would see me because she needed to go back to her hometown with her family, and that she hated saying goodbye to those she liked as much as me. Why I told her it didn't have to be good bye, that I could come with her. But she had to be such a realist and point out there was still a month to my sentence, and that she didn't know where she would be in that time.

You know what kids? I hated goodbyes too. Couldn't stand it. So I offered some pleasant young man my porn collection if he could smash the lock to the pillories with a rock, and soon enough I ran like a madman to the next town.
When I finally reached the city, I was in worse condition than anything I had been in even during my time in the pillories, but I knocked to the door of the home of her family estate. When she opened, she looked like she had seen a ghost, but I hugged her, and she hugged me back. I kissed her and she kissed me back.