Witches' humiliation.

[AnnV]

From when I was very young,I was always tremendously turned on by stories of the witches' trials from old,I always put myself in the place of the "witch",being pulled out of my house by a mob,stripped naked,bound,and paraded naked through the town streets as kind of a trophy,being slapped and felt up all the way to the marketplace,where I was being put on a scaffold,chained-so the whole town could-and would-see my naked body,laughingly commenting on how I looked!Does anyone think there's a story in this?I would surely love that!
kisses,
Ann xxx

 

[BedtimeStories77]

Of course there is.

There's a story in anything, really, if someone writes it.

I, too, have held an interest of being "victimized" by the witch trials short of true bodily harm and death of course. lol

 

[CopperSkink]

But what would the action be? Would the protagonist be the innocent witch, or the angry mob guy who hates his own life such that he has to victimize someone else to feel better about himself?
Would it be mistaken romance between the two, or does he just rape her in the night while she's on the crucifix?
Does the story end with him releasing her so that he can hide her in his basement as his personal sex toy, or does he watch with mixed feelings whilst she's finally hung?
Does she evade death with her suddenly real witch prowess to fix his life while haunting the town that tried to did her in, or does she haunt him and him alone, seducing him to drive him further into madness, away from his wife and childrens?
But that'd probably be for part deuce.

Now I feel like writing something, dammic.

 

[snoopercharmbrights]

You might enjoy The Witch of Dark Hollow by Sabledrake.

For other witch stories click here.

 

[Gus Aspar]

Nice idea, Anne! I wonder if it might be combined with the story of the Green Man, who once a year (Midsummer? May Day?) gets the right to fuck every virgin in the village? Your witch could be worked up into a frenzy of fear and lust as she is taken to the scaffold, but at the last minute manages to summon up one last spell which focuses all the Green Man's lust on her. He then rescues her from the fire and carries her away for a night of pleasure...

Just a thought...

 

[emap]

If you want to follow historical fact, the sex would be before she is accused of being a witch, well at least usually, the women who were accused of being witches were generally younger women who supposedly were sleeping with husbands. Some were not, but they happened to be midwives or black.

As to what happens, there are actually a few interesting facts. Depending on the town, prison consisted of a covered hole, an actual building, or stocks. Now the building can be fun because well the sherrif and his deputies have to make sure you don't get out and well they are men. The whole can be interesting since the sheriff can offer to take you elsewhere for a price of a sexual nature.

Though to be honest my favorite is the stocks. They varied on height but all of them put your head and hands between two peices of wood and locked them shut. Some had irons for your legs as well which tended to leave you widestanced. Now picture it this way, your hands are stuck up with your head, you are bent over and have no hope of escape. The watchmen would wander by sometimes to shoo off anyone bothering you at 2AM but otherwise you are at the mercy of anyone who takes an interest in you. It's never actually said that it happens but I can so see men sneaking out of the house to 'visit' the criminal and have whatever fun they felt like.

 

[AnnV]

Thanks!

If you want to follow historical fact, the sex would be before she is accused of being a witch, well at least usually, the women who were accused of being witches were generally younger women who supposedly were sleeping with husbands. Some were not, but they happened to be midwives or black.

As to what happens, there are actually a few interesting facts. Depending on the town, prison consisted of a covered hole, an actual building, or stocks. Now the building can be fun because well the sherrif and his deputies have to make sure you don't get out and well they are men. The whole can be interesting since the sheriff can offer to take you elsewhere for a price of a sexual nature.

Though to be honest my favorite is the stocks. They varied on height but all of them put your head and hands between two peices of wood and locked them shut. Some had irons for your legs as well which tended to leave you widestanced. Now picture it this way, your hands are stuck up with your head, you are bent over and have no hope of escape. The watchmen would wander by sometimes to shoo off anyone bothering you at 2AM but otherwise you are at the mercy of anyone who takes an interest in you. It's never actually said that it happens but I can so see men sneaking out of the house to 'visit' the criminal and have whatever fun they felt like.

Like said above-I love the idea of being put naked in the stocks the most-for me it would be the most humiliating,standing there barenaked,legs spread before the cheering and leering crowd,hearing the nasty comments about me and how I look.At the same time it's my greatest turn on!

 

[AnnV]

No more?

Nobody else interested in this topic?
Ann xxx

 

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[AnnV]

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Don't think it's so difficult,is it love???
Ann xxx

 

[cuck_wantobe]

My own stocks fantasy goes something like this. The history department is throwing a party to culminate the study of the Middle Ages. While my wife doesn't generally attend these things, one of her "bright but troubled students" has built a homemade stocks as an extra credit project and is displaying it at the party> he's asked my wife to come and help him display it.

I go to bed early that night, expecting her home around eleven. I awake at about two, to find the bed empty. She doesn't answer her cell, so i head out to find her. Her car sits alone in the parking lot. I enter the school, and as I approach her classroom. i hear mufflled moans. As I enter her room, she's in silhouette, in the stocks. A ball gag is in her mouth, two thick vibrators are running in her ass and pussy. She looks at me with shame and relief, right before another orgasm crashes through her. I remove the ball gag, but she says nothing. As I remove the vibrators, torrents of cum come poring out of her.

 

[AnnV]

It's the exposed feeling and the utter helplesness that makes the "stocks" such a turn on.
Ann xxx

 

[RawHumor]

I know you're not alone in your forced exhibition fantasy. I have heard of other women having similar fantasies, but I don't know of any stories like that.

 

[snoopercharmbrights]

... Depending on the town, prison consisted of ..., an actual building, ... Now the building can be fun because well the sherrif and his deputies have to make sure you don't get out and well they are men. The whole can be interesting since the sheriff can offer to take you elsewhere for a price of a sexual nature. ...

Actually, in the days when they burned witches the village lockup looked like the one in the village where I grew up.

See this picture.

This was erected as a village lock-up and pound for the imprisonment of stray animals, about the year 1660 A.D. The lock-up is quite small but still contains a fireplace although I doubt that it has housed any miscreants for many a year.

 

[emap]

Alot of it depended on the town, there were some that built proper jails and prisons, some that would dig a hole and might feed you that day and some that didn't even have actual stocks.

I'm pretty sure though for the purposes of a story there would be stocks and they would be of use to the sherrif. Not to mention the lawbreaker.

 

[rosco rathbone]

Interesting that this kind of public torture and humiliation of women seems to be a speciality of super-repressed societies like the Puritans and the Taliban (cf modern youtube videos of adultresses being thrashed in town square in Pakistan).

 

[cuck_wantobe]

It's the whole idea of my wife reveling in her inner-slut that turns me on.

 

[Dontai]

They cursed her, and spit her name. Eastwick night stalker they called her. For many a long summer dreary day the men of east wick claimed to have fallen under the spell cast by a black maiden. Her hair was black as the dress she wore. This went on for years before they even guessed who had done it. One person was at the scene of all the crimes, Anna. Every night the people would go to town crier to tell him to proclaim the town was cursed by seductress. Finally the town mayor had enough, he collaborated with head of the protestant church in the town to rid the town of the night mistress. The head of the protestant church, Charles Winston rallied the town people to burn the witch.

"She has robbed you of your husband and sons. She has spoiled your children and haunted your dream. No body is safe alone. You cant even be safe in your own homes. Tonight this ends." Charles said with a sneer "Tonight we bring the witch to prosecution, tomorrow we burn her." The town crier concurred "Burn the wich!" he cried while ringing his bell. The crowd that gathered cheered with blood lust, while reasonable people behind them weep. The mayor was barely able to control the blood lust in their eyes. The husband new their was more to this. They new Anna was beautiful, and by tonight end she would be theirs. So the mob gathered at the town square. The supposed victim stood up on a stage with the pasture and Charles and retold their tales. The only source of excitement the town had in the last thirty years. Finally with blood lust in their eyes, Charles Ushered forth the mob.

They stopped at her house and cried out, "Come out heathen. Come out witch. Be gone and rid us no more." Anna was in side mending her kitchen very much alone. In recent years the townsfolk started to avoid her. She heard the foot falls of marching outside. When she went to her downstairs window, she saw angry mob outside. She was so suddenly shock at what her neighbor were capable of. She starred in horror. She shook her head trying to deny what her eyes saw. She was reawaken when rocks were thrown through the window. "Come out witch." the cried anew. Finally sick of waiting the mob surged forward. They busted down her door with any thing they had on hand. They used rocks, clubs, pitch forks and axes. The stormed her house, and search her out. When they found her, they clawed at her and grabbed at her. They grabbed her arms and legs and dragged her this way and that. They tore at her clothes. Charles parted the crowed fiending for her. He brought his heavy boot down on her chest as she was laying on the ground, then he ripped off her shirt. "witches don't deserve clothes. Remove her clothes," He bellowed. The crowd obey with the older male fighting their way to front of the crowd. Several fights broke out over who was first to remove her clothes. Eventually Charles broke up the fights and selected the three most ville people to rip off her clothes. The three supposed victims stepped forward and dragged her by her pants through the crowd till they tore. Then with deeply disturbing pleasure they rip off her undergarments. Anna did her best not to bare all, and tried to cover her breast and her vagina. The crowd tore at her hands, and kick at them, kicking them out of the way. Then the crowd spread her legs so that she was bare to all in the room. Behind the crowd, a large man wearing a black mask caring massive metal collar in his hands walked in to the room. "Put the collar on her" Charles cried. The large man walked up to anna and put the metal collar around her neck, then locked it. The collar was so heavy that she could barely stand up. Then the crowd dragged her out of her house like a dog. When Anna was out of her house, Charles said "Burn this Heathens hole." The crowd in a uproar, tossed their torches at her house setting it ablaze. Anna was forced to watch her life burn, as she watch he burn to the ground reduced to mere cinders. When the crowd finished watching her home burn to the ground, they paraded her around outside with collar attached . The crowd yank at her collar all the while chanting.

I was bored so i gave it a shot. See if its any good and i will finish it.

 

[AnnV]

Good!

I like where this is going,lol!!!
Ann xxx

 

[Wyldfire]

Hey, we're fantasizing the witch trials? Nazi death camp fantasies next?

 

[AnnV]

Hey, we're fantasizing the witch trials? Nazi death camp fantasies next?

No hon-wouldn't take it that far,it's the bdsm humiliation part that gets stressed here,no leg-breaking,iron maidens or hot pokers here.And o yes-just to assure you-"nazi" fantasies are a BIG no-no,believe me.

 

[Wyldfire]

No hon-wouldn't take it that far,it's the bdsm humiliation part that gets stressed here,no leg-breaking,iron maidens or hot pokers here.And o yes-just to assure you-"nazi" fantasies are a BIG no-no,believe me.

Some of our traditions don't see a lot of difference hun. Just for the books.

 

[snoopercharmbrights]

Hey, we're fantasizing the witch trials? Nazi death camp fantasies next?

No hon-wouldn't take it that far, ... And o yes-just to assure you-"nazi" fantasies are a BIG no-no,believe me.

There are "only" 359 Nazi stories on Lit, including:
Vampire Korps of the Gestapo - Multiple Chapters
Oberführer Turned My Life Around
The Surplus Women - Foreplay during the fall of the Third Reich
West - Former lovers met in a German concentration camp
Cold Reception - Annika finds love in hellish cold of war time Poland

 

[Lost_Yonder]

such experiences - of being accused of being a witch, stripped, humiliated, beaten, forced to eat feces - happens today. there was a recent report about some women in a village in India - they were all widows and someone wanted their property.

 

[Dontai]

Honestly who cares about nazi death camp. Every one is different, every one has their crux. If her thing is nazi death camps so be it. Its are job to take something bad and make something good of it. Like its my job to find some good in the witch trial. Any how this has gone so off topic, this suppose to be request not a ho hum debate over morality of liking a immoral situation. Let get back to AnnV. AnnV i will finish writing the story, you just let me know what needs to change. Its your spot light moment. I will need a editor as well.

- Dontai