Punished In The Stocks (Pillory Menage Erotica) (Cruel Devices Book 2)

Virgin serf girl Isabel has just been convicted of a crime she did not commit. Sentenced to one day and one night in the stocks, she knows what befalls those left in the village square once darkness falls. Hands and head locked tight, all she can do is wait as voices gather and the village men grow bolder, keen to deliver their own select form of chastisement.

Warning: Punished In The Stocks in an erotic book featuring themes of bondage, multiple penetration, defloration, group ménage and reluctant bodily penance. It is strictly for adults only and fans of dark erotica.

EXCERPT
When I see the stocks, my knees weaken and I have to be carried into position.
I’m in a simple tunic. I have no underwear. I cannot afford it, the dust rising around my torso and billowing my tunic out as I’m forced to kneel. My chains are undone, but the respite is brief. My hands are taken and roughly inserted into their allotted slots. The magistrate takes a handful of my hair and shoves me forward so my neck rests on the smooth, worn groove of the lower bar. The top bar is placed back into position, locking my wrists and neck in place, my knees against the grit and dirt, incapable of moving.
As soon as the bar is locked and the key removed from the lock, the first volley of fruit and vegetables is thrown, decaying and disease-ridden refuse that strikes the top of my head as I stare at the nondescript dirt below and wish myself elsewhere.
One Night. One Day. That is all.