The Village

The Mayor bought you, you are now public property. You are literally the village bicycle. They take you into town square onto a raised wooden pallet and put you into a wooden stocks. You didnt have any clothes after the daemon so you didnt have any clothes to remove. They've shackled your legs into a spread open position. Anyone of any standing is free to use you at any time.

You protest and they put a spider gag in your mouth; it can still be used for pleasure but nothing else. They place a blind fold on you. You are nothing but a recepticle now for bodily fluids. Your first "client" comes up behind you, enthusiastically and unreservedly shoving a large, girthy cock into your cunt. Your still hot from the daemon venom and lack of action; you come immediately and often. After a bit the person deposits the load and leaves, your next client enters. Someone comes to the front at the same time to use your mouth.

Sometimes people come for things other than just putting a penis in you. A lot lately it may be sex devices or a fist. Your orifices have loosened quite readily to being abused. Your pretty sure your pregnant. They feed you via potion 3 times a day and eliminate waste and grime with magic. Your here to relieve others stress.

You feel your growing pregnancy weighing you down. The villagers are wondering who the father is. The village medicine woman does a spell and the lucky papa will retain custody after the birth. You grow quickly due to an expediency potion that was given to you. You start leaking milk and the villagers take turns milking you like a farm animal.

You go into labor and give birth painfully and publicly to twins. You are healed mininally enough to go back to work.