I told them I took on this work for the love of my God. I was on fire with my faith! To be honest with you you pretty much have to say ridiculous things like that in our day and age. It’s an unfortunate fact of life that the church is the most powerful institution in 1390s society.
When the latest round of scapegoating came about to distract people from the tithe I was more than happy to sign up. Suddenly I felt the righteous wrath of the Lord! Haha, just kidding.
I knew about the coven from a young age. Everyone had heard the rumours. The neighbour’s girl even ran off to join it once. Some of the more sceptical inhabitants of our town had suggested that it was only a myth to scare the children.
For me, I’ve always wondered whether I have something missing, I never seemed to be quite as afraid as I was meant to be. The first time I crept down to watch your lot I remember well. I was mostly looking for the aforementioned neighbour girl, I’d heard you do naked rituals and she was a looker.
The coven was pretty much what I expected, lots of bones and potions. The witches, maybe not. By the looks of it you just lived communally and peacefully, not eating meat and growing your hair long. Naturally this was intolerable to the rest of us. The lack of naked rituals was also deeply disturbing to my teenage mind.
That said, I returned many times to watch, mostly to pull myself off watching you kiss each other. There wasn’t much else to do, especially as I couldn’t read at the time.
I spent enough time down there to figure you out. They’d told us you worship the devil, but the truth was a little more interesting. Your veneration of the mother goddess was probably more offensive to the local clerics than the devil anyway.
The fact that you were the odd one out in a witches coven is impressive to be honest. You have to be pretty weird to get to that point. Yet I’d watch you wandering off from the group often. I thought you were a bit of a loner, I am myself to be honest.
In truth though we had a little more in common than that. I realised this the first time I saw you laying on the grass in that clearing. It was the sound that alerted me first. You were really going at it. When I got close enough to see you, well, I haven’t forgotten it since. Pants round your ankles and everything.
Of course this wasn’t the wisest hobby, what with witch hunters about. I’d wanted to haul you off for a while but once I’d gotten the job I could actually do it.
I caught you in a net. Not because I needed to, I just thought it would be funny. You were face down in the grass with your bare ass to the sky when I bundled you into it. I just threw it over my shoulder and spent the rest of the walk laughing at your protestations.
I threw you in the square like a sack of turnips. People gathered quickly, I guess the fact you were half naked already helped a bit. Got a few cheers and claps on the back as I was loading you into the stocks. Whoever invented those was really something, probably the peak of our technology these days.
I didn’t bother undoing the remains of your dress. When the lashing started it just fell to pieces anyway. I worked up quite a sweat, that leather flail is heavy!
You started off making threats but soon enough you were begging. I just laughed. Snap after snap after delicious snap. Your squeals had my cock ready to burst out of my britches. Given the quality of the fabric these days that isn’t as unrealistic as it sounds.
After a good 20 minutes of scourging I came around the front of the stand. The crowd were jeering calling you an infidel and so on but I knew they’d be beating themselves silly over this memory for months.
I caught you by that long hair and made you look in my eyes. You begged me to stop again. I came close, close enough that only you could hear me.
“Do you think I don’t know? That you can undo this lock with a click of your fingers?”
You gave a little gasp of shock, a blush, then a grin. I laughed.
“I wouldn’t have dragged you down here if I knew you wouldn’t like it!” I chuckled.
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