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A curse’s Solution

Ending a curse can be done in many ways

Kinktober Day 25: Pillory/stocks

That story happened way before your Pa met your mom and had you.

It happened when I was your age, a young lad ready to leave the family farm and explore the world. I had the same red hair as you, the same plump face. And sure enough, I had my fair share of kisses like you.

Nah, don’t worry. I won’t tell a soul. Plus, your Pa must know about that. I know you’ve been eyeing the little lady from the Abernathy house. No… That’s fine, that’s fine. Don’t worry.

But no. I ain’t talking to you about a young man’s fluttering desires.

No. Remember when you asked me about that Pillory in the town center? Right by the well? That one. Well, I told you I would tell you once you’re an adult.

What’s an adult if not a lad who has gotten his dick wet from kisses?

Hehe. Sure enough, I tease you. But let’s see. It all started one century ago, or two.

It was not a town but a village. People prayed to spirits and had a good relationship with them. The land was rich and fertile, so fertile, our families were wealthier than the nobles in the south. The fields were covered in gold, and gold was in our families' pockets.

But a greedy noble wanted more. So, he came with his ilk and taxed our people. And when someone couldn’t pay? Imagine what happened? Yes, the families were thrown out. More than that, the Pas would be picked and placed in a Pillory so they’d be humiliated.

One by one, almost every family that had lived on the land was kicked out, and nearly every Pa of the village spent a day in the Pillory. That bastard loved to sit in front of the Pillory and laugh at them.

Our families begged and told him it was impossible to pay the taxes, but guess what? Yes, he ignored them. All of them.

Up until an old Pa came up to him.

His son was in the Pillory, and he pleaded to the noble to release him. No, he even asked the spirits. He begged, rolled, crawled, and grabbed the noble’s shoes. But the noble kicked him out. Then, he died. Or disappear. I don’t know.

Well, that’s how my Pa told me and how his Pa told him. But it is different from people.

But the old Pa matters not. He went down, and by a miracle, the noble was in the Pillory.

Well, not a miracle. But the noble was locked in, couldn’t move. His grunts went to free him, but none could open the Pillory. No one could even dent the wood with a sword.

And so, the spirits spoke: “Your impudence brought our wrath. You and your ilk shall be bound and punished.”

Everyone was scared shitless. More when a massive Beast appeared. Big like a man, on all fours, with three eyes and horns big as a house! It entered the town but did not attack the people.

It never attacked the people because it was there to punish the noble and… Well. The greedy guy was taken. Once a week, the Beast would pop out of the woods and take him.

You know, just like you take your lass.

The Beast would fuck the guy and leave… That’s it. Each time, the noble would squirm and beg for it to stop. But it didn’t.

And when he passed because no one stayed to help him, his body appeared near the Pillory. And there was someone else, another goon in the Pillory.

This time, his lady came and begged to take his place. And she did.

See, the Pillory would always hunger for someone. Each week, the Pillory needed to have someone fucked by the Beast. You could burn the wood, but it wouldn’t work. Kill the poor guy, and you’d take his place. Ask to take his place, done.

The Beast? People tried to kill it, but another would appear and come fuck whoever was stuck.

And then, our Pas decided to use it. You were a criminal; you would die or be sent to the Pillory. Not so many lasted long, and in some years, there was a constant round of criminals ending locked up.

Then, there was another noble.

It was when I was young. He was rich and all, and just as greedy. So, he made people pay more taxes. And if you couldn’t? You’d end up on the Pillory. If you refused? Daughter and mother taken.

That was a dark moment.

My Pa almost ended up in the Pillory many times. Fuck, so many people died there.

Then, there was that guy. Yellow eyes, white hair, gruff, and bearded. He looked like a hobo but had two swords. He came in and asked around about the Pillory.

He asked my Pa to tell him the story; he did the same for all the elders. He sniffed around, checked the Pillory even when old crazy Sam was stuck in it.

We thought it was done then. You know, it wasn’t the first time a guy would come, ask for the Pillory, and leave. We had knights trying to go cut the Pillory with enchanted swords and shit. Pfh! It never worked. I even saw one trying to enter the Pillory with his armor to stop the Beast.

Fuck! I didn’t know an armor could bend inside someone's ass. Poor lad cried.

He cried so loud that every cow went crazy for weeks.

But that Hobo, that ‘Witcher’ as he called himself, came back, just like that.

Three weeks out in the woods, and he returned prim like a flower and said, “I have a solution to your curse.”

Nobody believed him, and well, at best, he could be stuck in the Pillory like the others until we had a criminal to take his spot.

Nah… What happened was he went around, confirmed his idea, and then went to the Pillory.

He stripped, said he’d take the crazy Sam’s spot. And snap, the Witcher was naked and locked in the Pillory when the Beast appeared.

You’d think he begged or cried? Nah, he only asked my Pa to give him one potion from his pack and then to let him do his magic.

Fucking spirits, he did magic.

See, the Beast would always fuck people up. Only the craziest fuck was not weeping when it was done with your ass. I mean, it had a dick with a bump at the base, and that was like an arm. But the Witcher guy? He took it. Like. A. Champ.

He took that dick like a champ.

The monster had its paws on the Pillory, bending while fucking the Witcher guy over. And you know, the Witcher begged. Not to be free. For more. He laughed, begged for more, and teased the monster.

He said that it was small, that it was stupid, and that it was the shittiest punishment around.

I’ve seen rugged old bastards have the sniffles when you talked about the Beast. You know, bruised egos. But this… This was the first time I saw a guy like that Witcher tease the Beast.

Sure enough, the Beast roared and cried louder. It was like you’d planted an iron into a cow’s back. It bucked and screamed. It hit the Pillory but not the Witcher guy, who took the dick like a champ.

But I saw it.

I saw the gritted teeth. I saw how his belly looked big and bulgy, like he’d been pregnant. Dunno how a man can look like that without dying. And how he could be erect, but… That day, I knew I wasn’t interested in a lass like you and your Pa.

I saw a man being fucked and loving it… And it made me feel all excited. I saw his smile, I heard how he grunted when the Beast fucked his ass. And it made my pants very tight.

But that’s… Not the end of the story.

See, the Witcher guy had a plan. He was not a stupid fuck who loved to be fucked by Beasts, or not only. Nah. He knew that if you begged for more punishment, that would break the Pillory.

See, that was all a curse. A mage or something’s curse. The kind of thing we were all tied to.

The curse wanted us to want it to stop and flee. It wanted us to beg to get free and be miserable. But what if someone enjoyed the punishment? Boom. Broken.

It was like a petty cunt who can’t do shit anymore and goes pouting. That was the curse.

The Beast retreated to that moment, and it never returned.

The Pillory? It opened, and the Witcher guy was able to get his clothes back on.

But… I knew when I saw him naked and all, I only lusted after men. The rugged muscles, the scars over his hairy body, that long uncut cock… That cock, dammit! That was something!

And… I never saw him. I should have followed him; I should have seen what other things he’d solve.

But alas, I remained and found my husband.

Oh, and the Noble that almost sent my Pa to the Pillory? He got attached there and died three months later after the Witcher guy left. Since then, we’ve kept the Pillory and the story. Because we must be careful with the curses.