1. Barbaria Act 4 Chapter 4


    Date: 4/20/2016, Categories: BDSM, Hardcore, Author: Victor-Bruno, Rating: 67, Source: xHamster

    see. I have, Ladies, already humbled her to a considerable extent, I am sure there is still a long way to go. I and Lady Flavia have personally f logged her. And severely. Beyond that, I have had her drawn round the City, chained naked, in a cage. On the day following she was taken round the City again... but that time the carriage also contained twelve male slaves. You can, perhaps, imagine what she had to endure.” Loud applause. “It will, I am sure,” continued Venetia, “have been a quite humbling experience. That was my intention. Now I am going to have her brought into my Throne Room.” There was a buzz of excitement as Venetia signed to one of the Overseers by the huge double doors. The Overseer left and there was a brief pause. The tension and excitement on the faces of the Courtiers was blatant. Some were actually trembling. They were about to witness something that, once, they had never dreamed of being remotely possible. The double door swung open and a black clad Overseer entered. She had a length of slim chain which ultimately divided into three links. Two of these links were attached to rings in Xena’s nipples, the other to a ring in her nose. Xena moved forward on all fours, her hindquarters high. There was a buzz of excitement at this remarkable spectacle. Could this be the once all-powerful Princess Alexena? Could it POSSIBLY? Yes... it was... it WAS! Naked, shaven and shamed. Led in like an a****l. Oh justice... merciful justice... praise to thee! “Give her a ...
    round of applause, Ladies, I think she deserves it!” Laughing delightedly, the Ladies of the Court clapped as Xena was led towards Venetia’s throne. Her features were white and stony. Blank. She seemed to have aged even though the body was its customary sumptuous shapely self. The dark eyes were half-hooded by lowered lids. The lips of the broad mouth quivered and twitched from time to time. The Overseer stopped before the throne. “The slave Xena,” she announced. “Thank you,” said Venetia calmly. “Take off the chains, but leave the rings in place.” “Yes, Highness.” The Overseer carried out this little duty whilst Xena remained on all fours, hindquarters still high. All noted the pink-red mottled state of the flesh of her buttocks, thighs and breasts... evidence of the recent flogging she had received. The magnificence of her Junoesque form could not be denied. It was, indeed, the form of a Princess even though this woman was now the lowest slave. Venetia held Xena in that pose for a good minute, knowing her Courtiers were revelling in the sight before them. Then she spoke. “Kneel, slave,” she said. A shuddering convulsion went through Xena. Her mouth twisted, a tic began to be visible in one cheek. All evidence of the incredible strain she was under. Then she knelt before Venetia’s throne, placing her hands on top of her head. Her taut melon-shaped breasts rose up. Xena’s features quivered uncontrollably and she found it impossible to meet Venetia’s triumphant smiling gaze. ...