Second day of captivity.

Helena had been released from the wall when Isabella had returned but had been dragged to a modified stock. Her head had been locked in place but where her wrists would have gone the bar had been removed. What it left were the two indentations but these were not for the prisoner's wrists they were for the captor's ankles to rest on. They had been lined with soft leather to make it comfortable for the captor who would pull up a high-back stool and then rest her ankles on the stock spreading her legs wide. The prisoner was then in direct line with the captor's pussy and this was where Helena found herself staring at Isabella's pussy, she was then ordered to start pleasuring Isabella and of course, Helena refused. It was not that Helena was disgusted because she had often pleasured Arerto with her tongue but she had never been **** to do it. Isabella had smirked then grabbed Helena's head and **** her between her thighs and gaping pussy.

Helena could sense everything becoming black as she struggled for air then Isabella asked again and again Helena refused. This went on for a while until so tweaked Helena had ****. She started running her tongue up and down Isabella's slit tasting her tangy juices and feeling the strong hands holding her head in place. She was **** to lick and probe with her tongue swirling inside Isabella's wet pussy pulling her juices back and letting them fall from her mouth to the floor. Isabella noted this but said nothing as Helena carried on licking and sucking and Helena felt Isabella's thighs trembling until her orgasm exploded from her pussy and covered Helena's face and mouth. Isabella **** Helena's head so deep Helena had **** but to take Isabella's cum into her mouth and swallow. Then her head was released and Isabella stood up with her whip and struck Helena's already tortured back and told Helena that she would never spit her juices on the floor again.

That was last night now it was morning and Helena had been given a hessian sack that had been crafted into a rough dress and a rawhide to act as a belt. With a rope attached to her collar, Isabella had led her out into the city and displayed her through the streets where women pat at her and children would run up to see the amazon and then smear vegetables and dirt into her skin. The men were the worse they would actually feel her up and smack her ass before moving on. Isabella led her down to the city pig pens and threw her in with the pigs and **** her to roll in the pig faeces until her hessian dress was covered. As Helena looked up she could see her fellow captives all chained and dressed just like her all looking at her some with dismay and horror on their faces. Some just looked on in disdain as their former leader was humiliated before them and Isabella noted this as she ordered Helena out and won to the pond to wash the pig faeces off her.