The mediaeval village awoke to strange happenings on that bright sunny spring morning. Unusually the streets were alive with sounds of moving carts and people shouting. Slowly the rumours of problems in the castle on the hill overlooking the village started to spread amongst the wakening citizens. Rumours that there had been some sort of fighting and that the King had been murdered during the night. Soldiers and strange rough looking men were filling up the village and hanging around. However these were not saying anything to the locals about what was going on.

At about nine o’clock a horn was heard across the valley where the village was situated, and things started to change rapidly. Some of the soldiers started to hammer on doors and round up the population and herd them towards the village’s large open square. Other soldiers started to clear the centre of the square and set up a cordoned off area in the middle. Yet more lined the main street leading up towards the castle forming a barrier leading right into the heart of the square.

A procession of some sort was winding its way down from the castle towards the village. As it got closer the locals could start to make out the lines of yet more soldiers marching at the head of the procession. Behind these came about five figures wearing what seemed to be dresses, these figures looked to be struggling to keep up, they were followed by yet more soldiers. Finally at the rear of the procession were a number of figures mounted on horseback, followed by three large carts being pulled by oxen.

As the procession approached the square the villagers were able to see that the five struggling figures were in fact the Queen, her two daughters and their two Ladies-in-waiting.

The two Ladies-in-waiting were in fact only young girls of about eighteen years of age. They were dressed in colourful silk court dresses that billowed out from their hips, their waists were corseted in very narrow and their large breasts were forced up and out in front of them in the latest court fashion. Both girls although obviously very frightened, were extremely pretty and their hair was done up high on their heads.

In front of them were the two princesses, aged 20 and 23; these were wearing basically the same style, except that they were all in white in their undergarments, long billowing underskirts, long sleeve vests and corset’s. Their hair was down over their shoulders in away that had never been seen before in public.

In front of all the other women was the queen, a forty- two year old woman, who thanks to good living was still a very attractive female. Unlike the others she was dishevelled and still wearing her long white, high- necked cotton nightshirt. This is in fact how she was dressed when the soldiers that had slain her husband in front of her, had dragged her from his bed in the middle of the night.

On reaching the Square the women were grouped together and surrounded by soldiers. A tall man on a familiar large black Stallion entered the square dressed in the finest styled clothes of the day. The villagers immediately recognised him as the Duke of DeMin, younger brother of the late King, who had been banished from the land because of his cruel treatment of the citizens by his much-loved brother.

The Duke crossed to the centre of the square and waited on his horse for the carts to arrive and then ordered the soldiers to set things up. Once the carts pulled up men were rushing around to unload them and set up a temporary wooded platform. An assortment of items, such as large barrels, hastily made wooden frames and large timber poles were also off loaded and set up, holes were dug and some of the poles were partially buried in the ground. Finally the Duke seemed satisfied at the preparations and signalled a trumpeter to sound his horn.

A hush fell over the assembled masses and one of the other mounted figures got off his horse and mounted the hastily constructed platform. He took out a parchment and started to read out a proclamation. To the dismay of the villagers, the old loved King was announced to be a false King who had been executed for his treason and the Duke was proclaimed the rightful King of the Realm. They were told that the old King’s family were also to be put slowly to death for their treason this day, By order of the new King.

At a signal from the Duke the former Queen and Princesses were seized and led over to three of the hurriedly erected posts. The two Princesses were stood against two posts next to each other on one side of the platform and the Queen was stood against a pole on the other side of the platform facing them. All three were bound with their hands tied behind the poles.

The Duke crossed over to the Queen and taking her nightgown in his hands, roughly ripped it from her body ignoring her pleads of mercy at the sudden forced exposure of her charms and her utter shame. Standing back away from her, the gathered crowds were able to ogle at her naked body, her large full breasts stood out from her chest like two great royal pillows, white and creamy in complexion, with two large brown nipples poking out from the centre.

Although there was a slight sign of sagging to the massive mounds from her advancing years, A woman half her age would have been proud to have been endowed with such impressive breasts.

The queen’s waist was firm and narrow, although the stomach did show the signs of creases due to childbirth in the past. Her hips were wide, childbearing hips, but showed no real sign of fat. Between the tops of her legs was a large triangle of blond bushy pubic hair, which hid her personal female charms from the onlookers.

Her legs themselves were shapely and muscular from years of taking part in her favourite dances in the royal court. Her face now was bright red, as the blood filled it with the flush of embarrassment from her shame of being exposed to her people in this way.

The Duke, a large man stepped forward and grabbed her around the hips, with his fingers encircling her around her buttocks, he lifted her up so that her feet were about a foot off the ground. As he held her there, one of his men placed a large dildo shaped piece of wood about eleven inches long and nearly three inches in diameter into a hole in the pole behind her.

As he stepped back the Duke pulled the Queens arse cheeks apart with his fingers and guided her anus onto the dildo, lowering her on to the invading probe until it had forced its way into her rear by about four inches and her feet again touched the ground. The Queen screamed out at this vile intrusion of her royal posterior. She was no virgin to anal sex as her husband, the former King had insisted on penetrating her at least once a week in this fashion. However she had never had such a large sized intrusion into her anus before.

The Duke stepped back to allow the crowd to watch the Queens pained reaction to this cruel impalement. After waiting for her to stop her protestations, he signalled for a couple of his men to carry on. They stepped forward and taking one of the distressed woman’s legs apiece, bent her knees, pulling her ankles back behind the pole, they nailed her feet to the pole level with her buttocks.

The Queen gave out an awful ear splitting scream that vibrated around the square, caused either by the pain of the nails being hammered in through her feet, or the fact that she had sunk down onto the full length of the eleven-inch dildo in her violated arse. The action of securing her feet behind the pole had forced her knees wide apart and she was displayed so that her Royal childbearing cunt was on full display to the onlookers, who could also see the impaling dildo disappearing into her tortured anus.

Turning his back on the poor tortured woman and ignoring her screams, the Duke turned his attention towards the so far ignored, terrified two young Ladies- in-Waiting.

Although not royalty, the Duke wanted to shame and extract revenge on these two young girls who had spurned his advances in the past before his banishment from the kingdom. He also saw in their punishment an opportunity to demonstrate to the princesses his cruelty and to give them an idea of their fate without actually inflicting any pain on them, and thus terrifying the girls even more while awaiting their own fate.

He had the two young girls wearing their brightly coloured court gowns tied to two square wooden frames on the platform. Their legs were attached to the bottom of the frames about six feet apart, while their wrists were attached a similar distance apart at the top of the frames, creating a large St. Andrews cross of their bodies.

He had his men cut off their bodices and corsets so that they were stripped to the waist, exposing their magnificent breasts and backs to the crowd. Taking a short horse whip from the pile of implements set out by his men, the Duke stood behind the outspread girls and started to lay its tip into the girl's unblemished backs.

First one girl and then the other, sometimes a few strokes, sometimes a single blow, so that the girls were never aware when the next strike was to hit. The short horsewhip left no real damage to their skin, other than a few red marks, but the affect it had on the watching men was amazing.

With each strike that hit home the girls chests would be thrust forwards to try to get away from the stinging blows behind them. This would cause their magnificent breasts to bounce and wobble uncontrollably, exciting the men (and a few women) present into a sexual frenzy, even those citizens who had no grudge against these innocent girls were starting to enjoy the spectacle unfolding before their eyes.

Satisfied with his work, the Duke, ignoring the girls whimpers and screams, stepped in front of them and started to deal out the same punishment to their breasts, delighting in the way he could make them dance to his tune at will.

Finally tiring at this treatment of the girls, the Duke threw away the horsewhip and started to twist at the breasts and nipples of first one girl and then the other with his hands, inflicting as much pain into those beautiful globes as possible, whilst glorifying in finally getting his hands on those magnificent breasts to fondle.

Satisfied with his manipulations yet again, he retrieved a heated poker from the brazier set up by his men and started to apply the red hot tip to first one girls breast and nipple and them the other. Backwards and forwards he went between the girls, changing pokers for a fresh heated one as the need arose. The girls were screaming continually at this burning treatment of their sensitive breasts. When the Duke had had enough of this game and wanted to move on he instructed his men to strip the girls completely.

While he was waiting for this to be done he replaced the poker he was using into the braziers coals and took out a fresh one, crossing over to the now nearly silent Queen, who was only uttering the occasional whimper at the pain she was enduring from the impaling dildo.

Applying the super heated point to first one large brown nipple and then the other, he started her off screaming again. Pausing to wait for the woman to gain some sort of control over her vocal cords he studied her splayed open crotch area.

When she had regained some of her composer he plunged the hot poker about six inches into her royal cunt and moved it around so as to burn all her cunt lips and clitoris. Holding the now cooling tip in place for a good two minutes while the woman screamed out at the top of her voice. Without saying a word the Duke withdrew the hot metal penis and turned his back on her, returning to the girls after replacing the poker in the fire.

The two girls were now completely naked in front of him. Thanks to their spread-eagled posture he was able to feast his eyes on their very private female parts he had dreamt about for so long. Reaching out he placed his hand on one of the girl’s pubic mounds. Slowly sliding his fingers between her outspread legs, he rubbed her cunt lips and clitoral bud to arouse it.

Sliding his finger between her lips he was surprised and pleased to find out that she was still a virgin in the true sense of the word. Crossing over to the other girl he also started to feel her up between her legs, to his delight he found that he had two virgins to play with. They may have refused his advances, but at least no one else had had them first.

This was actually only partially true as the girls had learnt about sex by exploring each other’s bodies in their room at night, kissing and rubbing their most intimate parts against each other, using their tongues and fingers to bring each other to explosive orgasms. They had also joined the two princesses in their chambers to have three and four way all girl sessions that lasted all night on many occasions. Although nether girl had ever experienced the probing penis of a man or boy in their intimate sex organs, they did not consider themselves as virgins.

Determined to finally sample the delights of these two nubile girls, which had been deigned him for so long, he ordered his men to bring up two very large wooden barrels. These were rolled in front of the two girls. The girls were untied in turn and bent forward over the side of the barrels and they were lashed so that they were spread eagled over the top with their arses and private parts displayed.

The Duke stepped behind one of the restrained girl’s and removed his codpiece to expose his swollen manhood. Placing the swollen head of his maiden impaler against her virgin tight pussy he forced it in hard against her maidenhead until it burst and he could sink its entire length into her tight hole. Violently pumping his swollen prick in and out of the moaning girl's cunt and at the same time leaning forward and squeezing her burnt sore nipples to make her body buck to his thrusts. It didn’t take long for him to spew his seed into deep into her womb.

Now the Duke, although a well endowed man wanted something special for these wenches so that they knew that they had been well and truly raped. With this in mind and knowing he would need a short rest before he took the virgin cherry from the second girl. He called four men to the platform who he knew to be so well endowed that they were practically freaks. They had been likened to having elephant’s trunks instead of penises by the rest of the soldiers.

Giving the go ahead to one of the men he watched as his massive engorged organ was forced into the now vacant cunt of the first girl. Her scream was loud and continuous as he forced the two inch thick, fourteen inch long weapon all the way slowly up the girls hardly used pussy, ripping her small insides up on the way in. As the man pumped his great dong into her, in piston type fashion, the Duke felt himself once again coming to arousal for his second task.

Allowing the man to finish and be replaced by a second man, the Duke turned his attentions to the virgin pussy of the second girl. Savouring every moment he forced his once again engorged penis into the tight virgin hole of the girl. Raping her until he shot his fiery load into her belly. Once he had finished he stepped to one side to watch the other two massive men take the girl’s cunt in a torturous rape.

When each of the girl’s had been raped the three times he instructed one of the men to butt fuck each of the two girl’s. Moving to stand in front of the first of the girl’s he grabbed her hair and lifted her head so that he could look into her face as the enormous cock split her anus apart and forced its gigantic size all the way up into her brutalised passage. Her screams were music to his ears as she was brutally butt fucked. As the man shot his load deep into her damaged bowels, the Duke said, “You should not have refused me when you had the chance my dear.”

With that he drew his belt knife and while still holding her head up and looking into her eyes, slit her throat from ear to ear. After a few seconds of gurgling gasps from the new open mouth at her throat, her eyes glazed over and she was dead. Crossing over to the second girl this series of events was repeated with another of the men violently raping her anal passage. Again when the rape was over the Duke slit the girl's throat with his knife and watched the life drain out of her.

With the two young naked ladies-in-waiting dead and their brutalised bleeding bodies being un-ceremoniously dumped into the back of one of the ox-carts by some of the soldiers, the Duke once again turned his attentions to the three royal bitches on the platform.

The Queen was once again quiet except for the odd whimper from her pain. However the so far untouched Princesses still remained clothed in their underclothes and tied to their poles at one side of the makeshift platform. Their eyes showed the horror at having to watch their lovers being cruelly brutalised and murdered in front of them, as well as their mother’s torturous treatment at the Dukes hands. They were in no doubt that their fate, at the cruel hands of their Uncle, would be no less painful.

The Duke had both the Princesses stripped of their garments, much to the pleasure of the watching crowd. Although the kind old King had been very much loved by his people, The Royal females had been spoilt by their mother and turned out to be vile snotty nosed bitches that mistreated the villagers at every opportunity. With their bodyguards as their accomplices they would have the villagers beaten or whipped just for the fun of it.

The younger of the Princesses used to ride her large black stallion horse through the village at full gallop just for the fun of watching the villagers scatter out of the way of its thundering hooves. Over the years not all of the villagers had managed to move quickly enough, a number of them had been injured or crippled by the brutes pounding feet.

Two very young children had died under those pounding hooves while playing in the street, with no one to drag them out of the way in time. So the thought of these two royal females finally getting their just rewards held little sadness to the gathered crowd. In fact because of their obvious beauty, most of them were really looking forward to the forth-coming events to see what more delights the Duke could come up with.