Barbaria Act 4 Chapter 1 - Sex Stories

Barbaria Act 4 Chapter 1

... of citizens. Once they had cheered and feted her when news of some new conquest had been announced. No longer... The strain on Xena’s arms was becoming agonising as the second circuit of the city was made. She was suspended by her wrist manacles and chains in the wooden cage, feet not touching the floor, thighs spread wide, ankles manacled to each side. If only she could faint. But she knew she wouldn’t. As before her terrible flogging, she had been given strong, sustaining potions. There was no escape into oblivion. And, apart from the pain of her suspension, there was always the continuing pain of the mass of weals which covered her breasts, her buttocks and her thighs. Intolerable! Yet having to be endured. After two long agonising hours of utter degradation.., of torment and tears... the six ex-ladies of the Court dragged the cage back into the Palace yard. The gates of the Palace closed. The sounds of the derisive mob faded away. Those who had watched from the balcony were no longer there. Except Flavia. Flavia, the young captive whom she had treated so cruelly when she had been in power. She was enjoying her own revenge to the full. Hopeless despair filled Xena as she watched the young woman leave the balcony and then shortly appear in the courtyard. Once always being kept totally naked, Flavia, beautifully groomed, now wore a long, flowing gown of pale blue silk. Slowly she circled the cage, looking in upon Xena’s total distress. The six women who had pulled the cage ...

... were sobbing with exhaustion. All of them carried whip-marks. “Bring her out,” ordered Flavia. Two Overseers entered the cage and unshackled Xena. She slumped immediately to the floor and was, at once, unceremoniously hauled to the door and dumped on the stones of the courtyard. Her muscles, which seemed to be on fire, had no strength left in them. Xena groaned helplessly. “Get up on all fours,” a voice was ordering. It was Flavia. But Xena felt too weak to move. “Did you hear me, slave? Get up on all fours!” Flavia signed to one of the Overseers to pass over the plaited leather switch which dangled from her belt. This was standard equipment for all Overseers. Teeth bared with relish, Flavia flexed the switch and then lashed it across Xena’s lacerated buttocks.A pitiful cry echoed around the courtyard. “I told you to get up on all fours, slave!” barked Flavia. Oh the joy of having such power with such a victim at one’s mercy! Flavia laid on the switch a second time. Another cry... and, somehow, Xena f***ed herself on to her hands and knees. The biting cut of the switch was a potent incentive. It seemed to restore some of her strength. But oh the effort! “Up... up ...” commanded Flavia. “On all fours, like the bitch you are!” Groaning horribly, Xena pushed herself up so that she took her weight on her arms and partially straightened legs, her hindquarters thrust up. It was a most humiliating posture. Xena wobbled from side to side, trembling weakly, very aware that Flavia was ...