Exposed In The Stocks
It’s bad enough for a curvaceous girl to be exposed in the stocks in the public square — how soon are those pretty knees going to start hurting? — without some lecherous citizen running his creepy hand up her leg:
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If I was in that position I’d try to wiggle away
from the old perv’s touch, whilst trying not to
get painful splinters in my nipples.
Nice picture though :)
hmmm..that position looks intriging…at least for a few minutes…make my Master happy…
Fretting about the lecherous citizen running his creepy hand up her leg is a huge part of the psychological torture The Curvaceous Girl has to “endure”. Exquisite!
What I like about pillories is that the curvaceous girl can’t see what’s going on behind her. She can only imagine who and how many are there, and what they’re going to do to her. Even then, she can’t do a thing to stop them.
I’m imaginging what it would be like to be in the stocks, surrounded by horny men. Why do I think that having someone feel my leg would be the least of my worries?
I wonder what kind of trouble a girl would have to get herself into to wind up getting punished like that? If anyone knows, please let me know, *evil grin*
Lydia, give the guy the benefit of a doubt! If you found yourself in that position, wouldn’t you want a kind stranger from the crowd to apply some sunscreen to your buttocks? Else how are you going to sit for the rest of the week?
I have a fantasy about this kind of thing. Being naked and bound and not knowing who is looking at me. Maybe some one I know… maybe family. It could be really embarrassing. Women calling me slut, and men able to walk up and do what they like to me.
That position is dammed uncomfortable after a while. Worse that the whipping
My husband built a similar pillory in the back yard. No perverts other than him though. But I also like to be exposed like that in public ! Oh well maybe ?
I was at a bondage club one evening and was placed in such a pillory and some one came by and pulled my jeans off and then my panties and I was humiliated by being rubbed, fingered, probed, spit on, and fondled. It was very embarressing. I was the “butt” of many crude jokes and no I didnt know who did what to me.