Witchcraft does not pay (Closed)

[Knightmare27]

Master Heinrich patted the handle on his rack. It would get a lot of use in the coming weeks and months. Ever since they had rooted out that coven of witches, the accusations and denunciations had been flying around town. Now the time was here for the first prisoners to be brought in, collected by the bishop's troops among all the surrounding villages and hamlets. Satan's brood was hiding everywhere, and he would help find them all.

It would be hard work, pressuring not only their confessions out of them, but also the names of all the associates and other witches they had practiced their foul work with. But he was ready, had repaired and checked all his equipment and would do his very best to help with some truths tortured out of their bodies. Witches were supposed to be much harder to deal with than common criminals, since the devil had taught them all manner of magic to withstand pain, but he was ready for that, too.

Ah, here came the court. Lambert the judge (a fat fool, but amicable enough) and two scribes, clearly from the monastery, entered and greeted him with a nod before sitting down at a long table draped with a black cloth. A cross and two candles, as well as writing equipment for the scribes, waited on it. Master Heinrich greeted them back. "Good morning. Our first witch should be delivered shortly, so you can begin questioning."

"Thank you, Heinrich. I will leave most of the questioning to you. You know what questions to ask, and they are always so much more ready to respond when it is you doing the asking."

He grinned. Yes. Yes, they were. Either directly, when he was hurting them, or later, when that smiling ox pretended to understand their pain and offered them relief and salvation. Even the ones who withstood the torture normally opened up during that.

Well, everything was ready. Now it was just a question of waiting for the first witch who had been caught, and who would have the honor of being the first to test his equipment now that it had been repaired.

 

[Little_Tease]

Lianne looked and dressed like any other woman in town, sie was Beautiful but not to beautiful. She had lightly curly red hair like fire to about the middle of her back, she had Emerald green eyes, a little tattoo like form on the back of her left shoulder it was formed like a little flame when you looked at it very closely, she loved wearing long dressed that were simple but always in a forest green color. She had a little house on the edge of the town with a small like garden with erbs, fruits and vegies of such but not much just enough for her self to live off.

She wasnt a very tall person but she liked that, most of the men and other women nevery really noted that she really was there, which was for her liking since she was a witch. It was starting to get really dangerous since the Coven outside the town was found, now Master Heinrich was trying to find each and every last Witch there was in his town so they might have a cleaned town. She used to live somewhere else as a Child thou when she was about 16 years old her Mother was caught so she ran before they took her as well. She tried to hide many years in a forest or such but after some time she needed a better place to live and she heard of the Coven which was outisde of this town.

Since she didnt want to be seen as a witch right away she tried to act as a nomal woman which searched for a new place to live and such, which worked for many years till the Coven noticed her and tried to get her to join them and fight againt Master Heinrich which she almost did but she thought she should hang another year so low before she tried anything as such. She wanted to be noticed as the lonely woman which had no friends family and such that the most people would just leave her be.

Lianne was always careful not to do much magic and stay pretty much away from the others so that no one would ever think of her of maybe also being a witch but that wasnt going to work forever. This one moring Lianne woke up and had this strange feeling that somthing wasnt really right and wasnt sure thou what. She went out and did her chores as usual it was then that she noticed alot of guards walking around searching as if for someone or somthing, she wasnt sure if she should kepp to her chores or try to go back inside without them thinking she was trying to hide from them.

Thou before she could think this to the end they saw her, one of them even then smirked at her as if they knew somthing she didnt. She slowly started to walk backwards not taking a eye off them but what she didnt know was that the smirk wasnt to her it was the two men that sneaked up behind her which she then noticed but was to late. She tried to struggle and fight them and almost got free as one of them hit her on the head to knock her out.

 

[Knightmare27]

The first witch was carried in. "We are terribly sorry she is in this state, Master", one of the four guards explained, "we thought it better to knock her out before bringing her here."

Master Heinrich nodded. "Put her down on the rack for now. I will try and wake her up."

He stepped closer to have a good look at his captive. Short, pretty, and, of course, with the witches' trademark red hair. She was wearing a green dress, but probably not for very long.

The torturer took the opportunity to take her hands and bind them tightly on her back, then connect them to her feet by that same rope. There was no telling what she would try to do once she woke up. She might even try to run, suddenly faced with an entire table of men staring at her. And also inside a torture chamber, as had to be immediately obvious by the tall figure staring down at her, holding a whip in his hand.

He was never one for the good old hood, as he liked to look his prisoners in the eye. He did go shirtless at work, though. He happened to think that he had a body well worth showing off... a handsome man in his prime, the women in town still avoided him, knowing all too well that even to be seen looking at the executioner could mean dishonor. That was one of the things about his profession that he disliked.

His captive tightly bound, he got some cold water and splashed it on her face, hoping to wake her up that way. The guards really had done a very good job of stunning her.

In case she could already hear him, he began his questioning. "State your name, age and profession. Where were you born, and who are your parents?"

The standard questions done, he moved to the ones he had learned specifically for this trial. He was quite eager to try them out. "Since when have you been practicing witchcraft? Have you been practicing it alone, or with others? What kinds of harmful spells have you performed? Have you given yourself over to the Devil?"

Question after question rained down on the poor girl, hopefully overwhelming her into saying something incautious...

 

[Little_Tease]

Lianne was out cold and in her mind she danced in a forest in a opening as the sun shined down on her humming a song her mother used to sing to her as child but as if her mind already knew she was in bigger problems as she feared it started to get dark in the forest and windy as if her mind was trying to warn her of somthing of someone.

It was then that she saw a figur at the line of the trees the only thing she could notice was it was a man but before she could doing anything or watch this figur she woke to cold water.

She turned her head some as she noticed her hands and feet were bound she gasped lightly it was then she noticed the men standing around her and HIM. It was Master Heinrich everyone was afraid of him, since he always got what he wanted if it was the truth or not everyone after time told him exactly what he wanted to hear.

Lianne then noticed him already asking questions as she didnt say anything at first she looked at the men around her as if trying to remember all there faces for later, thou she just treid to keep her eyes on them and not to stare at Master Heinrich.

"L...Lianne Sir im ...um 20...im just a farmer so to say Sir!"

She tired to wiggle some as if trrying to get her hands free as she then camly answered his questions trying to concentrate on what she was saying not to say somthing he could used against her.

" I live in a little house on the edge of the town, i moved here about 4 years ago, and i sadly dont know my parents they died when i was pretty small..."

She then looked at him seeing him stand there with a whip in his hand, his upper body naked to the look and he wasnt some ugly fat man which usually is to be seen in the Chambers like this. She watched him and then gasped some remebering he wasnt to be looked at, she looked quickly away as a tear rolled from her eye as she tried to get free again.

He then kept up with his questions as she tried to keep up with the answers thou she knew he was going to try to get her to say somthing he could use which was that what he wanted to hear and she wastn going to give him that.

"Witchcraft?! alone with others im not sure what your talking about Sir... Given myself to the Devil What?! i would never!!... "

Now she was starting to get scared what did he really know and how much was he just making up she wasnt sure and as long as her hands were bound she wouldnt be able to fight him and with all the men there she would probly loose anways.

"Sir please I dont know what you think i am or who i am but im just ..."

She stopped for a second as she tried to turn a bit so she might just get one hand a bit looser as the other and maybe get out as she wiggled some more she noticed more of the men smirking as if hoping to see somthing.

"Im just a girl i keep to myself keep out of trouble and do no one harm i promise!"

she tried to act as innocent as she could but not to innocent as she gave a light begging noise as if begging him to believe her.

"why are you doing this please!"

She closed her eyes for a second as if trying to wake up from a bad dream or such thou it was to try and calm herself down she had to watch out what she says or how she reacts not the he might think she is really acting and not really afraid of him thou a little she was since many had talked over him not knowing when to stop till he gets what he wants.

 

[Knightmare27]

She answered all his questions... until they came to the ones he had specially prepared. That was to be expected.

"So you deny being a witch? Well, too bad, then. I will now take off your bonds, and you will get undressed and lie down on the rack. It looks like we will have to continue our talk while you scream as I pull your joints out one by one... I so wish we could have avoided this. Please do not try to run, as all the doors are locked and guarded. You will remain here until you have answered all the questions asked of you to our full satisfaction."

He removed the ropes from her hands and feet and waited for her to do as she was told. Meanwhile, he lifted a long, thick needle that had been lying on the rack, and showed it to her.

"Before we begin with the actual torture, I will search your body for the Devil's Mark. It is well known that he always puts a mark somewhere on a witch's body. A mark which does not bleed if stuck with a needle. So once you are naked, we are sure to find it somewhere."

"You are on the rack. With your legs secured in there" - he tapped the stocks at one end - "and your arms tied there" - he indicated the winch at the other end - "I will pull you limb from limb. If I do this carefully, this can last hours. As the hours drag on, the pain will move from your arms and legs to your back. That is when the popping will begin, as the rack will pull it apart one by one. No one wins against the rack."

"We also have the Cradle over there. It is a sturdy pyramid on legs and a waist belt which I will put around you. With that on, I can make you exactly as much pain as you deserve - lift you, if you are telling the truth, lower you for lying. Drop you for being especially insolent. You might even spend the night up there, a night that will feel endless because the Cradle prevents you from even getting a moment's sleep."

"Then, I might pull you up by your arms behind your back. If your shoulders did not pop on the rack, they will then. Not to mention how helpless you will be when you hang. Whips, pincers, pieces of burning pitch - you can escape nothing I fancy using on you while hanging like that. I like to take my break while you are up, by the way. It gives you an hour or two to think about your stupid insistence on lying."

"Your second night, you might spend hanging by your thumb over a spike, having to choose for the entire night between nearly ripping it out or placing your tender little feet on the point. Another sleepless night, and one spent choosing between two positions that will soon both feel unbearable. Please do not go insane while I do that. So many do, and it makes their confessions unreliable. Funny, but unreliable."

"And then, I also have weights I can pile up on your chest until you are barely able to breathe. I can leave you like that for days, if you keep insisting that you are not a witch. And so many other instruments. You see, you will not get out of here without a full confession. The only choice you have is if you get out young and pretty - or a destroyed woman, barely able to walk to her own execution. Choose now."

Lambert interrupted: "That is enough, Heinrich. Lianne - you heard what he can do to you. In the light of this, wouldn't you rather choose to admit your wrongdoings now, and spare yourself this pain? It would be much better for your soul, too. If you keep refusing to admit anything, I have no choice but to tell the good master executioner here to go ahead and make you scream. Do you really want that?"

 

[Little_Tease]

Lianne gasped slightly as she listened to Heinrich as she rubed her wrists some her eyes stayed by Heinrich although they also looked around the room at all his toys so to say. She thought about how she could over live this because no mater if she says she is a witch or not she would die therfore she had to escape but the question was how.

Master Heinrichwas telling her about the days and hours he was looking forward to spending with her torturing her thou she saw somthing in his eyes as if he was enjoying this more then he should, she also had so many thing wanting to spill over her lips but she fread this might just get her in more trouble then she could use at the moment.

"OH Please !"

After saying it she wasnt sure about how she ment it, was it a beging for him to stop and believe her lies or was it a begging for him to stop lieing and just say that he wants her naked and such. It was then tht a older man which was watching stepped forward giving her a begging look to save herself and just say she is a witch to save her soul.

"Sir I beg of you to believe what i say... I am not one of those dammed souls that has given themselfs to the Devil and if i could prove it i would just tell me how..."

She tried to save time as she thought about how to get out as she was on her knees now doing so as if begging. she then looked over at Master Heinrich and then back at the man she hadnt taken off her dress yet knowing this begging would have then no meaning more as she has such a symbol on her shoulder.

As long as she doesnt turn her head or someone lifts her hair no one sees it but at the looks of the good looking Master Heinrich he wouldnt leave a spot out on her silky skin to look for somthing and find the smallest mark on her even if it would be a birth mark of such.

Her mind was racing and now looking the man over for keys or such now that she has her hands free she could do a small spell as she pull the keys to her pocket and maybe have a chnce to escape and lock them in then it would take longer for them to come after her she thought.

"Master Heinrich please... give me a chance to prove...."

She said with fear in her voice trying to talk him over not to put her on the rack and tried to remember some kind of spell to hide her symbol as she knew he was going to look for that first as such to prove she was lieing.

She finaly thought of one as she lowered her head as if begging him to believe as she mummbled very softly the spell to hide any marks on her body. she just hoped it worked and he didnt notice what she did.

She then looked back up at him as she crawled over to his feet kneeling beofre him as if she was his slave or such looking up his body to him thou she didnt touch him afraid he might think she was trying to curse him or such.

"Please Master Heinrich !"

 

[Knightmare27]

"No, I will not give you a chance to 'prove' your innocence. Your guilt is already proven. You just have to admit it. The only chance I will give you, and that is rapidly running out, is to go out of here untortured, uninjured. To walk to your punishment as a sane, healthy woman. If you do not take that chance, it will be a filthy, shivering half-insane thing walking to your punishment. That is the only choice you get."

He looked at her. What a pretty catch! He was really looking forward to getting her out of that dress, one way or the other. He did not care how many old women or ugly hags she would deliver to his chamber - she was a rare treat down here, and he was going to cherish her. He caught himself almost hoping she would not give up too easily so he could keep her down here a little bit longer, enjoy her a bit more.

When he heard her mumble, he whipped her, lightly, across the mouth. "If you were praying, know that you will not get any help. What I am doing is to root out servants of the devil like you. Why do you think the Lord would stop me from doing that. If you were trying to cast a spell, then you just doomed yourself to something even worse. You see, if you are caught trying to use magic, I am required to search your entire body for talismans and amulets. Your entire body, yes. Yes, including in there. Who knows where you hid the thing that gives you your powers?"

"Why do you beg for mercy? Go ahead, take off your clothes and lie down on the rack. You will get no mercy from me. Do you think you are the first one who begs and pleads for mercy? The only way you can stop me from hurting you is a confession, nothing else!"

He lashed her on the back with his whip. "Now get up and do as I told you, or I will wrestle you to the ground, tie you up and shred your clothes. And then - well, you have seen what I can do to you. Do you really think I am going to let you get away with this? Now do it! The court orders it!"

He gave her another lash of the whip, then stepped away from her, eyes still fixed on the woman.

The judge spoke up again: "I must also remind you that you have to help us find the witches. If you do not, then I will authorize Heinrich to do even worse to you than he had already planned to do. Now please do not make this harder than it has to be. I know that you are frightened, and probably never had your body looked at by men like that. I can assure you that it is absolutely necessary. A witches' mark can be anywhere, and you could have talismans hidden anywhere. Allow the executioner to examine your body, or I am afraid I will have to allow him to break you. We can not allow you to hinder our investigations like that. We have many of you to examine."

 

[Little_Tease]

Lianne jumped slightly at the whip Heinrich gave her she wanted to growl and hit him for that or maybe even worse but knew this was not the time and place. She was certain that it was enough time thou that her mark would be hidden thou her amulet which was a small stone she hid in different places.

She hid it at the moment in her hair wrapped in a small piece of leather attached to a strain of her hair but under all her hair so no one would see it other she held her head over and her hair fell to the ground.

She was certain he would find it that easly thou what she feared most was that he might not want to find it easy maybe he wanted to search her naked silky body for his pleasure. Gods only knows how and with what he would search with thou somthing deep in her did wish to feel his hands on her body. She shook her head some wondering where that came from but ignored it for now.

Listening to the judge once again she sighed some trying not to get herself in more trouble or better said more pain then she was going to get already so she stood up looked at the judge her back turned to Heinrich as she then said.

"I know excatly what you want you want to use young women like myself for your pleasure and so that no one doesntnotice you claim us of being Witches..!"

she sighed some knowing that wasnt what she really had in mind to have said and that she was going to feel later again as she then said.

"what happens if you dont find a mark on my body of such as you say ...."

As she speaks she starts to untie her dress slowly her back still turned to Heinrich only a step away from him facing the judge as she keeps talking calmly.

" or a Talismans you called it i Believe...whatever that should be... what then am i still a Witch or would the Court as you called yourself see it that im No Witch?!"

She opened her dress infront showing parts of her soft silky breats as she then pulled at the dress on her shoulders slightly and as she took off her dress she bend over pressing her plump bottom against Heinrich ever so slightly as if trying to tease him ever so slightly.

She then slowly stood back up her red hair fell slightly also infront of her covering her breasts ever so slightly from the eyes of the Judge thou her backside was fully naked showing itself off to Heinrich and light marks from his whip from earlier but barly red to her silky skin now.

She tried not to cover herself as the mens eyes were looking her young body over many times not sure in search for the mark or in search for pleasurment. She took a deep breath as she looked over her shoulder over to Heinrich as she then started to speak softly to him.

"were do you wish to start to look Maste....Master Heinrich?!"

She tried not to sound angry or witchy in any way hoping she might be able to change his mind about her but knew she had little to no chance in that the court maybe but not him .

She thought this was wrong he was such a good looking man and he had somthing about him that made her want him in some way she didnt understand but also somthing fearful and the court was nothing but old ugly men hoping to see as many breats before the die as they can probly but not Heinrich he enjoyed this to much for her taste.

 

[Knightmare27]

Heinrich calmly watched her undress. Now that she was being a good prisoner again, he was in no hurry. Sure, Lambert might have disagreed, but as far as he was concerned, Lianne could stay in his torture chamber forever and brighten it up a little.

"First of all, we will find a mark, trust me. And second, if not, then you must have hidden it by magic. And the punishment for bewitching the court is very severe. So I hope you did not do that. If we find the mark, and you admit that you are a witch, that will be it. A few days in the dungeon, then your sentence. No one has to hear you scream. If we do not find a mark, or you do not confess, then, among other things, you will be quite a bit taller soon."

She bumped her buttocks against him in a way that had to be on purpose... damned witch woman! Using the powers of her feminine appeal like that! And what powers they were... this single bump made it very, very hard to stay the dignified, cruel enforcer of the court's will that he was required to play for now. Oh, for an hour alone with her... oh well, that could still happen. He just had to keep her alive until the evening.

The torturer examined her backside, the two pink stripes his light discipline had left, the shapely buttocks...again...the thought of soon being allowed, no, required, to touch every single part of this body made a raging fire start up in him. He could barely wait for the signal to start his search. Soon... soon. It would not do to show the judges just how much he wanted her to hurry up, but he desperately did.

A signal from the judge. The executioner stepped forward and took her slightly curly red hair in his hands, digging through it without any restraint or care. All his attention was on seeing if he touched something that was not hair...suddenly, his fingers felt something. It felt tough, leathery... He gripped it and pulled it, hard. Bracing his left knee against the small of her back, he mercilessly ripped out the strands of hair it was attached to.

With a triumphant gesture, he stepped in front of the judges. "I have found something, Sir Judge", he announced, then turned to the witch: "Were you really stupid enough to think I would not look in your hair? I ask again: Now that we have your amulet, do you finally admit to being a witch? Or will you continue to serve us lies? Why did you make an amulet and why did you hide it in your hair if not for witchcraft?"

He placed the evidence in front of the judges, then continued his search. After inspecting her ears and nose, he reached inside her mouth, explored everything inside until his fingers were wet and shriveled from her saliva. Trailing his hand down her body, he arrived at her vagina. Three fingers pushed inside roughly, without care that she was not wet at all. His heart, already pounding, beat even faster as he felt her insides hugging the unwanted intruder.

He took his time reaching into every corner of her most private parts, then pulled his hand out and spread her buttocks. "Bend over and grab your ankles. I want to see if you have anything else hidden in your ass. And do not pretend to be embarrassed by this. I know very well where the devil fucks his women. I am going to do nothing to you that he has not done a thousand times worse, do not worry."

 

[Little_Tease]

Lianne screamed as she feels Heinrich rip out her stone from her hair ripping a bit of her red hair out with it. She grapped her hair some and held her head at the spot were he did that wanting to cry but tried to hold it back.

Master Heinrich turned to face her again after giving the judge her Amulet, she so wanted to say somthing to him but before she could his fingers were in her mouth thou she did think about bitting him but she didnt. feeling his hands then travel down her body she almsot smirked looking him in his eyes as if trying to read them as she jumped leaning forward against him some gripping at his chest ever so lightly feeling his fingers deep inside of her.

She even wanted to cry out but didnt want to give into him and givign him the pleasure of geting somthing out of this. then he pulled out his fingers she gasped some as he then walked around her to her back side telling her now to bend over she looked at him her chest rising and falling a bit faster then before of what he did to her already and what was growing inside of her which she didnt and couldnt understand.

"Like i said before I have never given myself to the Devil if I may say ..Master Heinrich your the first Lord to have touched me in many years "

she bowed ever so lightly as if awarding him with that as she then turned back to the judge sighing some and seeing in there eyes this slightly pleasure in watching Heinrich with her.

"If I admit to being a witch there will be no harm done to me?! but If i keep telling you im not a witch what also could be the truth i will be Tortured is that about right?!"

She turned then back to Heinrich looking at him as if waiting for him to answer knowing this might be the only way to punish him for what he has already done and wishes to do to her and others in the future.

"If i Admit or dont do i become a wish before my death is to come to me?!"

She grapped Heinrichs hand slowly not making any fast movment as the men were listening to her speak the whole time and between her words she licked his fingers as wet as she could as she then whispered to him.

"If you so wish to put them in me atleast use the wet ones...!"

She then sighed and bend over grabing her ankles as she then asked Heinrich quietly so hopefully only he could hear her.

"what would you rather like me to do admit right now od would you rather torture me handsom?!"

She couldnt help but let her feisty side out of its cage for a moment to pass as it might save her or maybe get her in more troulbe but hopfully save her much pain.

 

[Knightmare27]

"A wish? Girl, you do not seem to understand how this works... you are a witch. I am not going to fulfill any wishes. I am going to hear you confess, and denounce the other witches. And then I am going to hand you over to the judge, to punish your sinning body in any way he wants. You can wish all you want, you are nothing but a doomed woman now. Your fate is out of your hands, and in the judge's. I am only doing his will."

He was too surprised to pull his hand back when she suddenly took his fingers and licked them. Lustful witch! Even here, moments before her torture, all she was thinking about was pleasure. He lightly slapped her in the face in retaliation, then continued his search inside her. Absolutely nothing was hidden inside her. Nothing in her pubic hair, either. Now there was only one opening left to search, and she was already bending over for it at his command.

He roughly spread her buttocks as far as they would go with his left hand, then, without warning or gentleness, plunged his right hand as far in as it would absolutely go. As he slowly pulled it out again, he carefully felt every spot inside. Nothing. Only the rough, warm insides of her ass, closing around his fingers. He nodded in satisfaction and went to wash his hand before he stood in front of the judges.

"Sir judge, no further amulets were found inside the witch. She is now no longer protected by any of the devil's foul tricks."

"Good", answered Lambert, "you may go ahead and search her for the witches' mark now, executioner."

He nodded and went to get the long, sharp needle again before turning a winch to lower a rope from the ceiling. "You can stand up now again, girl", he said as he got ready to take her wrists and wrap the rope around them several times in preparation for the search.

He glared at her for trying to flirt with him during her own interrogation. He slapped her, both to appear strict in front of the judge, who was probably thinking the same thing right now, and to punish her for reading his mind so clearly. Of course he wanted to keep her here forever. But there was no way he would admit that so openly! Oh, how he looked forward to "taking care" of her mangled body later...

"How can you ask such a thing? Of course I want a confession. And not only a confession, but the names of everyone whom you so much as saw at your foul gatherings. You should spend less time trying to seduce me, and more time searching your memory for all of them. I swear, I will keep you down here, alive, and screaming, until you have revealed every single one. And do not try to deceive me!"

 

[Little_Tease]

Lianne gripped her ankles knowing this would hurt she could feel his anger already rising against her and the judge that he was still here that he just couldn’t do as he pleased with her and that she could read his mind so clearly. She closed her eyes and tried humming in her mind the song as she tried to think of something else but the pain that would now come to her.

Feeling then suddenly his left hand pull her buttocks apart as far as they would go she took a deep breath but before she could even think about doing something else to safe herself from that pain she felt his fingers rough and deep in her she wanted to scream. She gripped her ankles very tightly almost scratching herself as she bit her lower lip to hold back the scream but a slight whimper left her lips.

feeling then his fingers leave her body and he let go of her she fell to the ground trying to catch herself again and try to keep her hard side intact she was going to need it for the rest of the evening at least for now.

Hearing him tell the judge she wasn’t hiding anything any more so the judge allowed him to go on with the search. She knew he was going to find her mark sooner or later and since she hadn’t had her Amulet any more the magic spell on her mark was slowly wearing off that means if she was lucky he would look now on her shoulder and never again but she knew this was more luck then she was ever going to have again.

Lianne knew what was going to come now this needle that he showed to her earlier, and he was going to enjoy this so much. Hearing him tell her to stand she looked up seeing this rope were he was going to tie her hands up so that she was going to be forced to stand tall so he would be able to search each and every inch of her body for this damn mark of hers.

She stood slowly as she was still a little sore from his fingers as she smirked slightly trying to fight the tears welling in her eyes so he won’t see that he was already torturing her a bit. she held her arms up and crossed her wrist standing tall and proud nibbling her lower lip some as she watched him very closely.

" that means Master Heinrich as long as I don’t give you each and every Name that I know of as you still believe I'm a witch and can only know other witches to I will be locked up here with you till I do?!"

She giggled some trying to make it slightly playful she knew already before she did this he would probly slap her again.

"Even if I was a Witch or not do you really believe I would give any names to you and let you treat the other women just like you are treating me at the moment knowing that my lips would be there death...?!"

She couldn’t believe that the men would really think this would work other then maybe by some women when they were mad at someone that they would then give that name up, but any good woman would never do that or he was just fucking good in what he was doing or was going to do.

Her left knee shivered ever so slightly in fear if he was that good to pull names over the lips of women even thou those women weren’t Witches or they didn’t even know if they were Witches and only because of what Master Heinrich was doing to them.

She did now wonder if she went to far with her games with him getting him angry and all, or did it help her in some way she was not sure what she has gotten herself into at this point on. She tried to hold her body in a sexy way to tease the eyes of the men hoping to distract them of their searching eye movements as good as she could.

"Master Heinrich could you please Explain once more to poor little oh me what you’re going to do now... I know you already said it before but you scared me so much that I totally forgot...."

She tried to play innocent as good as she could and watched all the emotions in his face jump around wondering what he would love to do now if they were alone and if he would really rick showing how much he was loving this or wanting and needing this, if only the judge would leave with his court and we two were alone maybe then.

 

[Knightmare27]

He carefully wound the rope around her wrists six times, passed the rope around it and fixed it with a knot. Then he went to the winch and turned it until her arms were straight upward and her entire body was accessible. He lightly pushed her legs apart and began his work with the needle. Wherever he detected the slightest mole, mark or discoloration, he pushed the needle deep into her soft flesh, then pulled it out and watched for blood.

"Yes", he answered her question as he worked, "you must stay here until you have not only given a full confession, but also given up the names of everyone you ever saw practicing witchcraft."

She was still trying to seduce him, but he had a much better way to punish her for that now. It was right between his fingertips. In response to her giggle, he pushed the needle deep into the flesh of her left buttock, almost as deep as it would go. There was not even a mark there - but he needed her to not make his job even harder with her womanly charms. He knew exactly what she was trying to do, and he had to stop her.

"Yes. Your lips will be their death. You may be brave now, determined not to give up your fellow witches. But once you are bound on that rack, screaming your lungs out because both your shoulders are out of joint, I am quite sure that you will start giving me names. On the rack, bravery rarely lasts beyond the tenth turn. So you might as well give me some names now, and spare yourself a lot of pain."

Finally, after many stabs into her soft, young flesh, he withdrew his needle and - not blood! He checked again, then presented the instrument to the judges, who nodded approvingly. "A witches' mark was found on her body. It did not bleed in the slightest when pricked in the prescribed manner.", he announced for the record. Another sentence he was proud of having learned thoroughly for this special occasion.

He noticed her legs quaking a little bit at the realization. As painful and humiliating as these preparations had been, they were but that - preparations. Now, there was all the evidence they needed - except for a confession. And that meant she was now about to be tortured, unless she changed her mind very quickly. She seemed too proud to do that, though, so it was very likely she would spend the rest of the day screaming.

He released the winch, freed her hands and led her over to the rack, where he sat her down on its smooth, polished surface, soaked in the sweat and tears of so many before her. "Have a seat for a moment, and think if you are really going to be that stupid. And if you are - all you have to do is to lie down and give me your hands. I will get that confession out of you for you. All you have to do is scream, little witch."

Poor little her... right. Well, if she wanted another explanation, then that was what she would get. "You have proven unwilling to help us in our investigation. Accordingly, I will now lock your legs in the rack, tie your hands to that winch and begin pulling. The stretching will not be bearable for very long. At first, it will feel like fire in your arms - but do not worry, those are just your muscles giving up under the strain."

"Next, you will feel like your limbs are getting ripped off, but, again, no need to worry. They will remain attached to you. Just dislocated a little. And that is when you will start to hear your back giving out. It is really quite the experience, that snap-snap-snap as it gets stretched out of shape. Well, you wanted an explanation. Now you have it. What is your decision? Will you help us, or will you suffer?"

 

[Little_Tease]

Lianne was stretched up straight with her wrists pulled up; she was even forced to slightly tippy toe. She listened to what he was said while he answered her questions thou when he once again noticed what she was doing and before the judge starts to think the same as what she already knew he had to do something to stop her.

He pushed the needle deep into her buttocks she screamed out some and jumped slightly as she bite her lip to keep from growling as she knew exactly why he did that and at the same time it also proved to her she was right. He was standing behind her she felt his hand on her back but not the needle and in that second right before he said it she knew the mark was see able again and that he found it.

She sighed some and let her head fall slightly forward as she hears this cheerful sound in his voice as the words Witches’ mark left his lips. She could even swear that she saw a slightly smile upon his lips as he slowly lowered her arms to free them of the rope, she knew she had to give him something to safe herself from the rack she wouldn’t over live that, she was pretty good in taking pain but she knew that wouldn’t last long on that thing.

She looked once over at the Judge and then back at Heinrich as he showed her over to the rack she followed knowing she had to think fast after he sat her down on the edge of the smooth polished surface she sighed some as he then told her to think this all over again if she was going to be that stupid she even heard something in his voice as if he felt sorry for but then he kept talking and this feeling or better said this sound was gone fast once again.

He then went to tell her part for part what would happen if she laid back and gave him her hands for the rack she took deep breathing looking back at the rack and then back to him she rubbed her wrists slightly and her thighs shivered ever so slightly then even more then earlier she knew now she had no other choice but if she was smart she could safe herself for a while at least but send no one to death.

“Master Heinrich what would you do to me if I give a confession or at least names?!”

She asked softly as she stood back up as if to take one last chance to seduce him her female charms thou he didn’t look all that bad him self in a other place they could have had a lot of fun if she hadn’t played the little grey mouse and he had noticed her or was aloud to notice her so to say.

Thou he wasn’t that gentle with her before she still saw something gentle inside of him something ever so little that enjoyed more then just pain to others that they have to scream to death.

She then had to hide a smirk she had a idea maybe it would work she had to be careful thou so he wouldn’t notice it was a trick right away since there would then be no saving any longer and only the rack and everything she tried was to keep from the rack as she was so stupid till now but she wasn’t going to be the one who led more poor women to their death.

“I can give you a name but its hard for me to think of her full name… ummm “

 

[Knightmare27]

He watched her calmly as she considered his offer. To his satisfaction, the witches' mark being found had frightened her quite a bit. She now knew there was no way of getting out of this.

She was shivering as she rubbed her wrists, which still showed pale pink indentations from the rope. The witch breathed deeply, clearly trying to prepare herself for either the rack or dooming others. It had to be a hard choice, and he knew it. Well, he would be happy with either choice. If she chose pain - they would have an unforgettable evening together. If she chose to betray them - it would be another job well done.

"A full confession? Well, you would be freed from the torture chamber immediately and brought back to your cell while the judge decides your fate. However, you really must give us the name of everyone you ever saw practicing witchcraft. If I think you are holding back even one name, I will not hesitate to put you through torture until we know everything. So I hope for your sake you have a good memory, and good sense."

She stood up and he got a very good look at her entrancing, still mostly-unblemished body. It was pale perfection, lit by the flickering orange light of the torches. Every bit of her made him want to take her right there on the rack - but, of course, he could not do that with the entire court watching. He hoped she would not be damaged too heavily, or, preferably, not at all. However, that last one depended entirely on her.

As strong and seductive as she was pretending to be, he could see her legs shake, and her hands tremble. His explanation of the rack had made quite the impression on her, and she was trying to hide it very poorly. Patience. Let her feel the full fear and humiliation of standing there, naked and vulnerable, with the only ways out being to become death for others, or to spend the rest of the evening screaming. Then let her decide.

In order to make it clear to her just how serious her situation was, he walked behind her and opened the hinged board with the holes for her ankles. It fell open with a thump, ready to receive her feet. Then he stepped behind Lianne and quite obviously felt her trembling wrists - to plan how to best tie her to the winch, but mainly to remind her that she would not have forever to decide, and that her doom was waiting.

"I am waiting. But please do not test the court's patience. Take your time to remember the names, but do so quickly, before I help your memory a little bit, and then some."

The judge added: "Yes, please give me some names. And you can see how impatient he is to harm you in ways you can not even imagine. You can not save yourself from the rack forever, unless you start giving me some full names, and a confession."

 

[Little_Tease]

Lianne watched him walk around her as he then was behind her she looked slightly over her shoulder, he spoke calmly but still focused on what he wanted to here from her. He walked behind her and opened the hinged board with the holes for her ankles. It fell open with a thump, ready to receive her feet which made her jump ever so slightly from the sound.

Then he stepped behind Lianne she could feel his hot breath on her silky skin and quite obviously felt her trembling wrists planning how to tie her to the winch the best way, but mainly to remind her that she would not have forever to decide, and that her doom was waiting. His touch was soft but also at the same time rough this made her body tremble ever so slightly she wanted to sigh or whimper but didn’t.

There in this moment she felt something, something she hadn’t felt ever in the presence of a man like Master Heinrich or for that matter any man, he had something on him or in him she just couldn’t leave alone. She turned her head slightly to look at him over the corner of her eye. Her wrists pressed ever so slightly against his hands as if begging for him to hold them just a bit longer as she jumped ever so slightly as she had forgotten they weren’t alone as the Judge spoke to her then as well.

Her eyes were locked to Master Heinrich as if he had a spell over her that she just couldn’t ignore she didn’t understand it but she knew she didn’t have much time.

“Master Heinrich do you want me to write them down for you”

She just ignored that the Judge was there watching them as she tried to lean ever so slightly back against Heinrich to feel his body his skin against hers just to feel the heat the warmth of two bodies it was like a drug slowly getting to her she couldn’t understand it and didn’t want to understand it and just hoped she wasn’t making her doom that was waiting for her even worse then it already was.

“Or would you rather just hear the names and remember them M…Master Heinrich”

She tried to speak softly and quietly so he had to lean in some to hear exactly what she was saying and tried also to speak his name well lets just say very seductively. She was screaming in her mind at herself what the hell she was doing as if she was falling for Heinrich she couldn’t she wasn’t aloud to she had to stop herself from doing such a thing. What was it about him who made her start to act like this no one had ever gotten under her skin like he did this very moment

 

[Knightmare27]

That was more than seduction. Was she...was she attracted to him? The man who would be her doom? No, impossible.

Yet there was something there. Her hands were moving into his - not exactly what he had expected, given what he was planning to do with them. But it was there. That movement. That look. Either she was very smart, and good at deceiving him - or there was something more. And he, too, felt a little bit more. It was not just joy at having something of true beauty bring some color into his drab dungeon day, as he had initially thought.

Everyone in the chamber was surprised that she could read. Not a usual skill for a woman, and a supposed harmless farmer at that. The judge nodded. "Heinrich, take a sheet and take what she needs for writing."

Now, that movement of hers was unmistakable. She was leaning back into him, her smooth back brushing against his chest. It did not fail to work. That damn woman! It was so hard to concentrate on work when one half of him wanted to run off with her to...somewhere else. She was beautiful, she was seductive, and what little fear she was feeling was very well hidden. Oh, if only she was not a witch...

He obeyed and placed the sheet and the implements on the rack, using it as an impromptu table. "Very well. If you can write, then write them down, all of them. Then give me a confession, and you can rest in your cell while the judge decides on your punishment."

He found himself patting her on the back as he escorted her over to her "desk" and made her kneel so she could write. Whatever spell she had woven over him - whether it came from the devil, or was all herself - it made him go over ways to save her life! Needless to say, as an executioner, that was not normally something he thought about, no matter how beautiful his prisoners happened to be.

He patiently watched her and waited for her to begin writing. No, he decided. She would live. Somehow. But first, she had to confess. Then he could figure out a way to save her from the stake. Preferably in such a way that he himself would not end up on the chopping block for it. He was vaguely aware that he was planning to free a servant of the devil... that he had been led into temptation and given in to it.

 

[Little_Tease]

Lianne knew she just threw them off as not many women can read and write mostly its only the men as they find them selves the strongest wises and well all mighty, thou if they knew what we poor women sometimes are able of then they wouldn’t dare to think less of us most the times.

She nodded to him as she followed him over to the rack thou she did have to swallow once walking back over to it looking at the winch and then back up to him. She felt his hand on her back which made her want to smile but she didn’t she should not dare to smile once while the judge is still there.

She knelt now before the Rack as she looked up once to Heinrich with a small smile not smirk or some teasing or tricking smile just a soft sweet little smile. Her emerald green eyes sparkled ever so slightly as she had this really small part in her that was growing wanting to please him so he might just touch her softly and maybe sometimes harder but at least touch her.

She didn’t know why she gave him this little treat or was giving into him so easly but she just had to as she then went to write, still not sure what to write as she didn’t want to send any dear friends or women who only did good for the town to their death.

She glanced over once to the Judge wondering what she might be able to write to make him maybe decide to keep her alive and even if it was just to make sure they had all the information they needed or to help find more witches or such thou she knew her life was at an end no matter what she did.

If she helped Master Heinrich and the court to find more Witches the witches would kill her at any chance they found and if she helped the witches then it would be the Judge who would send her to her death, maybe there was a way for both sides not to kill her maybe she could help Heinrich and the witches only give those up that wish to harm the other witches and the people in town which gave us witches all the bad names.

She nibbled her lower lip some as she leaned over the paper and her red hair fell over her should laying next to her hand that was writing. She wrote a few names of the bad witches which also her coven had already sent away since they only meant to do harm and no good which her coven only wanted to do good to be able to live and not be hunted.

There was one name that stood out thou something told her she knew this women more then she should have and would probly shouldn’t have written down but she knew if she didn’t give enough names for the first she would have no choice but get on the rack instead of kneeling before it.

She sighed some as she then slowly stood holding out the paper to Heinrich as she then said softly.

“These are a few of the names I know some of the women I don’t know with there true names but surely this shows i’m willing to work with and not against one…”

She knew that what the judge wanted was all and not just a little and he didn’t care if she worked with or against him Master Heinrich would get those names in any way and he knew it but she had this weird feeling that maybe this one name was big enough that it meant maybe a lot to the judge that he might just give in just a little.

She stood very still, still thinking and watching Heinrich take the paper as she wondered what was going on in his head was he feeling this to or was it just her and was it just this need to live or was there something between them that they were meant to be a destiny in a weird way.

 

[Knightmare27]

He watched her write with satisfaction, though he himself could not read. It was a sizable list, though. Good. If she kept working with them like that, he would escape torture - and maybe even being burned. Row after row filled with writing. When she was done, he took the list to the judge, who nodded and began to read, sometimes gasping when he reached names he had not expected to be on there. Now all that was missing was a full confession.

"A few of the names?" It sounded like he was angry at her for not giving all the names. In reality, it was mostly frustration. Had he not told her to name all the names and give a full confession. Now the little idiot was going to be stretched on the rack, and it was all going to be her fault. Sure enough, the judge got up and walked over to her. "Thank you, but this is not enough. I must order you to be tortured now, until we hear everything you know."

Heinrich whispered to her: "Oh, you fool. You should have given him everything he wanted to hear." Then, a little louder: "As you wish, judge. Lie down on your back on the rack, witch. Your feet in the board. I will now stretch you until we have a full record of all your witchcraft, including the names of all the witches you know. Please do not hold anything back, or the pain will be unbearable, and you will be grievously injured."

He always said something like that before he began torture, but this time, he actually meant it. If he could avoid it at all, he did not want to end up with her limbs dislocated or her mind shattered - both things he had watched happen on this terrible bed of pain. Now it was up to her to either give up her stubbornness or force him to work the terrible force of the rack on her delicate (and delicious) body.

The torturer decided to give her one last scare, hoping that this bitter medicine would make her see reason. If he wanted to save her, he had to choose another tone. He ran his hands up from her wrists to her shoulders, feeling the muscles beneath her skin. Then, he ran them down her spine, and felt it curve down to her buttocks. During all this, he looked at her attentively, as if looking for weaknesses in her body.

"Idiot", he snarled, "look how thin everything about you is. Your arms: Nothing. Your spine: Nothing. I have ripped apart grown men on this thing. What do you think it will do to you? Nothing but pain awaits you. Pain on the rack, and pain for months afterwards. Can you even imagine what it is like living with back pain for months because you decided to be stupid? Do you want to go to your execution a cripple, dumb sow?"

The judge, still standing next to her, nodded: "You must believe him. I have seen so many carried out of here, unable to walk. It is a sight I will never forget. We can not show mercy in your case, so this is what is going to happen to you. The executioner will not stop until you, too, have to be carried off the rack. All your pleading and begging will not make him ease up even a little bit. Only a full confession will."

 

[Little_Tease]

Lianne tensed up some as the Judge stood up and with angers said that was not enough that he needed more from her more names and her confession. She could give him more names but she knew only their witch names but not their true names, she looked at Heinrich. She could see this anger in his eyes but different then the judge as she then hears him whisper to her that she was a fool that she should have given him everything he wanted.

The way his voice sounded she knew that meant only for her ears therefore she knew he wanted her to say everything, did he want to safe her or just have more time with her. She so hoped it was safe her as she gasped lightly as she then hears him say a bit louder to the judge that he understood.

Feeling his fingers run over her body ever so slightly she knew exactly what he was trying to do, he wanted to scare her once more just enough to do the Judge biding to say everything she knew. Was it worth it was the lives of these women worth her own, she looked up at Heinrich as he told her she was nothing for the Rack she would be done for in seconds if she aloud him to do so and then the judge also said it but her eyes never left Master Heinrich as she sighed some.

She spoke quietly first as if she only was speaking to Heinrich.

“I can give you those others names but they aren’t their real names that made them for their witch life’s… and I will Confess I am Witch not one like those I wrote on the paper I made it my life to only do good but that is to everyone something else and I haven’t done magic in the last time other then on my self to heal or such and to help my garden grow but never to curse someone…”

Her hand went back to Heinrich’s hand so that the judge wouldn’t see it and brushed his hand as if begging him to believe her it was for some reason more important to her that he believed her then the Judge thou it was him who held her life in his hands. She then looked at the Judge and held out her hand for the paper once more and thought at least she could write those names down what she knew maybe then and to her confession he would be gentle with her.

“I can tell you everything you want to know about my life and how I came to be here and of those who also mean harm to this town and your people the nice people who helped me and my weakest moments and gave me a home which I also want to protect…. But there are so many who do not care for others then themselves…Please Master Heinrich…Please Sir Judge….”

She wasn’t sure how to call him so she just said it that way. She now gripped at Heinrich’s hand ever so slightly as if begging him to help her hoping what she felt and thought to have seen in his eyes or at least hoped she had seen. She wanted to live and if it only meant to be down here by his side to be tortured every now and then or used to get answers or whatever is of her to be asked.

 

[Knightmare27]

It was working! She was giving a full confession, names and all. He was so glad he would not have to stretch her tonight, and turned away to hide his relieved smile. Now he could take her back to her cell and she could wait for her punishment. And he would put in a good word for her.

When she had written down and said everything she knew, the judge nodded. "Good. Thank you for being so open. Executioner - take her to the cells and leave her there until we return with the verdict. You have done good work, and may leave now."

Heinrich sighed in relief without realizing it and turned towards Lianne: "You heard him. Get dressed and accompany me to the dungeon. Quickly. You can leave this dreadful place now."

They left the torture chamber and walked down a short corridor with several sturdy wooden doors, each one with an iron grating in it. He opened one and led her inside. Reasonably clean straw was on the ground, but there was no other furniture - except for a heavy chain with a shackle bolted deep in the wall, just beneath a single barred window, above head height. Moonlight was falling through it.

"Thank you for sparing me from having to torture you", he said as he shackled her ankle to the wall. "By confessing before being put through all this, you made this much easier on you. You would never have been able to stand the rack for more than a moment."

That was not the whole truth. Normally, he did not care a bit if his prisoners could stand the rack - it was that he cared about her more than he usually did. More than he could usually afford to, given his profession. He dispensed justice without mercy - so why was he so glad she had spared herself? Witch or not, she was certainly bewitching...

"I will go to the judge and try to get you some mercy. I might get you strangled before burning. I might even have you survive. But do not hope to come out of here unharmed. Your crime is serious, and, no matter what your punishment will be, it will be serious, too. Just...maybe I can bargain for your life. I can not promise that what you get sentenced to instead will not make you wish for death."

In a move that counted almost as affectionate by his standards, he roughly cradled her head and stroked her hair before he left to talk to the judge. "Well done, little witch. You have no idea how much pain you spared yourself."...and myself, he added in his thoughts. He still shuddered at the idea of these slender limbs popping out of their joints, of this beguiling face twisted into a grimace of agony.

 

[Little_Tease]

Lianne got dressed quickly so that the Judge couldn’t change his mind; she turned to quickly follow Heinrich. She looked around as they walked threw small halls, looking at the big wooden door hearing nothing behind them as if no one was in there. It was almost too quiet she thought but she made sure to be always step behind him.

He opened one of the big doors she followed him inside seeing a pile of clean straw and nothing else but a chain attached to the wall and a small window were the moon light was slowly starting to shine threw.

She then sat down on the pile of straw as she gave him her ankle, what surprised her was that he thanked her for confessing so quickly that he didn’t have to torture her on the rack. She knew he probly didn’t say something like that much or if he did at least mean it like he did now, there was so much in his voice she couldn’t help but touch his hand and sigh some.

He stood back up telling her he was going to try to get the judge to let her live and give her a different punishment but he couldn’t promise that it would be better then death maybe she would rather want to die but she would live. She knew what he was risking with this act and it was now she knew he felt something just like she did.

She had to giggle as she then felt his hand on her head as if she were some child or so, it is always hard for men to show feelings or at least something else then this stone hard outer side they had to always show and for a man like him it was probly even harder.

She pulled her knees to her chest wrapping her left arm around them as she looked up to him and smiled some as her left hand went to her face to pull her red hair out of her face behind her ear as she then said softly with a smile.

“Master Heinrich…. Thank You!”

She watched him close to the door and sighed some taking a deep breath as she turned her head so to look up out of the window as she laid her head on her knees, she closed her eyes ever so slightly. She then started to sing ever so softly and not to loud a lullaby of the moon and starts before she started to fall asleep as it might be the last time for a while she thought.

 

[Knightmare27]

It was an entire week before he returned. During that time, the only contact she had was a guard who brought her a jug of water and a loaf of bread every day, and emptied a bucket that had been placed in her cell. When he did return, he looked solemn.

"The judges have considered your confession. You are to appear in court now." He bent down to free her ankle. He was not shirtless, like he had been in the torture chamber. In fact, he was wearing his best clothing. A court date was a special occasion, especially since he wanted them to show this prisoner some leniency. Something he knew they would not grant easily unless they were both on their best behavior.

"Come", he said as he gripped her hand to help her up. "I think they are in a good mood. My pleas to spare you a death sentence probably worked. Though, as I said, I can not promise they will not sentence you to something worse than death. It took me long enough just to get them to stop insisting that 'a witch must burn'. I do believe I got them to understand that you could be more useful to us alive, so cheer up. You will live. Probably."

He rattled the two pairs of shackles connected by short chains he was carrying. "You will have to wear those in court, of course. Hold out your hands, please.", he said as he bent down to chain her ankles together with one of them. "Try to appear repentant in court. I told them you had cried tears of shame and begged for redemption. I know, that does not sound like you, but I did what I had to do to save you."

He had. He had gone farther for her than for any prisoner before. She would probably find her sentence harsh, but, to him, not insisting on an execution was practically a declaration of love. Hopefully, she would understand that one day. Maybe after her mind and body had healed from whatever horror the judges would sentence her to. Provided they did not prove all his efforts worthless at the last moment...

 

[Little_Tease]

It was him it was Master Heinrich it felt like forever since she last saw him, he wasn’t half naked this time but dressed pretty well she thought he looked very handsome at that, she even had this urge to want to kiss him or tease him a bit more like in the chamber below but with only a little torture from his side as she never wanted to see the rack doing its purpose.

He came in and started to speak right away as if he was really nervous because of something as she listened to him she knew why.

She took his hand and nodded as to thank him for helping her up as she brushed off her dress some, she also held out her wrists for him she knew this he had to do and she knew she might be in for a lot today but it would be easier to live threw that then burn alive on the stack.

She listened carefully to what he said as he then went to show her out and make his way she stopped him for a second she knew if he had told them she was cried so much she had to look like it but still as beautiful as possible. She thought for a second and looked around and then she looked up at him.

She started to rub her eyes hard to make them look pretty red and make herself cry or at least look like it she then also hit herself slightly on the nose in the right spot to make it look even more like she cried and make her nose do what it always does went someone cries.

“I’m sorry I just don’t them to think you lied about me or at least they should think I was crying ….I doesn’t wish for you to get in trouble …”

She said softly as she nodded to him as if she was ready now as she told herself a couple of time she had to play this time to behave she had to do this not for herself but also for him. She bowed her head down some as if she was still in sorrow so her hair covered her face a bit as she held her wrists so that the chain would dangle too much between her legs and make her trip or so.

She asked Heinrich very quietly while following so he might only hear her.

“Master Heinrich have you done anything as such what you did for me for any other prisoner in your chambers before?!”

She knew and she knew he knew she would become a answer to a question she would never dare to ask with his answer to this one as she would know if he said no that he loved her in a way no one not even both of them knew and if he said yes she knew she wasn’t that special but special enough for him.

 

[Knightmare27]

"No. No, I have never done that before", he answered truthfully and left her to form her own conclusions.

It was the early morning, and not many people paid attention to the executioner and his prisoner on the way to the town hall where the court was meeting. People being led from the prison to be judged was such a usual sight that all the attention they got were some merchants looking after them, wondering what this pretty young woman had done to warrant the attention of the court. They hoped for a nice spectacle, of course.

Upstairs on the first floor, Lambert the judge was sitting, flanked by two clerks as well as an arrogant-looking man with a long beard, marked by his clothing as a scholar, and a priest, who seemed rather strict. The executioner formally greeted everyone present, then introduced his prisoner, as required by ceremony: "The accused, Lianne, a farmer twenty years of age, has given a full confession to the crime of witchcraft."

Just as ceremonially, the judge answered: "Her confession was obtained under Painful Questioning. The law thus requires her to repeat her confession now, openly, and of her own free will. Accused, do you do so? Do you confess to the crime of witchcraft here, in court, and do you do so of your own free will?"

Of course there was no "free will" here. She knew perfectly well where she would end up if she refused to confirm her confession. But the formalities had to be adhered to.

While he waited for her to answer, Heinrich studied the faces of the men before him. Lambert, as fat and serene as ever, showed no hint whether his plea of mercy had worked. The scholar seemed entirely disinterested in the whole affair and did not even look up from the thick book in front of him. The priest, though, fixed her with a stare, eager to hear what her answer would be. So much hinged on it.

Next to him, Lianne was standing, heavy chains on her limbs, her battered clothing making her look utterly pitiable. But she was otherwise unharmed. He hoped they would not make him do anything too horrific to her - but whatever the sentence was, he would carry it out. He knew what a mercy it would be if they let her live. If. He caught himself holding his breath as he waited to see if she would play her assigned role.