Note: This Story contains Themes of Humiliation, BDSM and Non-Consent/Reluctance.

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1. Cinderella and the Royal Plight

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The Prince was gone again, he was negotiating with a nearby kingdom, he was to be gone for some time. Cinderella slept alone in her lavish royal bed, she tossed and turned, a vivid nightmare haunted her mind. The nightmare was not some mental expression of an abstract fear, but rather a memory. Her life had been hard, both of her parents died and to say she was treated poorly by her stepfamily was an extreme understatement.

In this nightmare, Cinderella was replaying one of her most horrible moments. Cinderella had gotten an invitation to the grand ball the Prince was having. Her stepmother threw it away, but Cinderella feeling bold retrieved it from the trash. Cinderella became giddy with delight as she heard her stepsisters speak of all the rumors and gossip surrounding the ball. Cinderella let her mind wander into fantasy. It had been months since all the servants were either fired or left the manor in protest, yet Cinderella diligently kept the manor up, not for her stepfamily, but for herself. Cinderella desperately clung onto her early childhood years when her mother and father were still alive, the last time she remembered being happy.

Cinderella didn't know what she was thinking, talk of the grand ball really made her into an optimist, late at night she would go to the attic and try on her mother's dress, the last sentimental relic Cinderella had. Her Stepmother had destroyed or sold everything else that could have reminded Cinderella of her birth mother. Her stepmother kept Cinderella from running away by threatening to destroy this dress if she disobeyed her or her children; Evelynne and Portia.

Cinderella didn't know what came over her on the day of the ball. She wore her mother's dress and walked out to be taken to the ball with her stepsisters. She made the mistake of beaming with pride. She made the mistake of looking better than her stepsisters. Evelynne haughtily and calmly told Cinderella that had made a huge mistake She told her that she would be punished for trying to go to the ball and "usurp her destiny." Portia was less composed, almost immediately she threw a fit, stomping her feet, she cursed at her own mother for failing to get her a dress as beautiful as Cinderella's. It was Portia that first grabbed at Cinderella's dress.

Cinderella did fight back, but the rage and jealousy directed at her from her stepsisters was too much. They clawed and pulled, they tore Cinderella's dress to pieces, they laughed cackling laughs and pointed at the crushed girl, naked sobbing with the only memory of her mother shredded in her hands. Cinderella's stepmother Vivian had no reaction, except for a swift "serves you right!" They left Cinderella in the dirt, weeping hysterically over her lost memories and her crushed dreams. Evelynne and Portia continued to laugh and joke as their carriage carried them away to the grand ball.

Cinderella woke up crying. She had tried to forgive her stepsisters and her stepmother, yet she couldn't. She would probably be destitute and pathetic if it were not for the former servants of Cinderella's manor making their own dress and plotting to get Cinderella to the grand ball. Yet the awful memories still remained.

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Cinderella had been bored with palace life lately. It had been months since she had become Princess and the Prince was gone at least half that time. Cinderella was elated when she first began living in the palace, but since then that feeling had worn off. Cinderella started to see a new side to the romanticized aristocracy and it began to corrupt her.

Cinderella knew now what the ancient King(the Prince's father) had meant when he told her.

"When you have everything you ever wanted, does it fulfill you? Is the human spirit incapable of such feelings of fulfillment? Riches, beauty, adoration, achievement, comfort, sex and every pleasure you can conjure in this mortal world are here. Yet there is a desire for more. The simple pleasures of life become dull, each banquet a chore, each act of pleasure becomes less and less appealing the more it is repeated. So now as the pleasure dulls, the mind wanders towards debauchery."

This debauched world is the world that Cinderella was thrown into after her marriage to the Prince. The royal family had absolute and total power over the lands of the kingdom. Bureaucrats, soldiers, professionals of all types did the work of the palace, the royal family and aristocracy was on another plane of existence. Constantly there were feasts, dances, parties, hunts, picnics, plays and, of course, the occasional orgy. Life was a whirlwind of pleasures and Cinderella was surprised by how quickly she had become bored. Cinderella had no ambition, she couldn't have ambition, her job was simply to look beautiful, she had nowhere to go, except the palace grounds and the surrounding township. She had married the Prince and would one day be Queen. She had not yet produced an heir for the crown Prince, but when she did, her responsibilities wouldn't last past giving birth, it was the servants who raised the children.

Cinderella was the most admired woman in the whole kingdom, whatever she did was copied by the lower nobility and the daughters of the merchant class. Once Cinderella twisted her ankle and walked with a limp. It became a trend to mimic this limp. Even after Cinderella recovered she noticed young women limping around simply because it was fashionable. Her dramatic story of winning the Prince's heart at the last possible moment, of rising from rags to riches made her a hero the servant class. To her credit, Cinderella had treated her servants much better than most of her royal cohorts. She was considered a saint, a perfect radiant beauty of pure grace.

One of Cinderella's first actions as Princess was a non-action. Cinderella, as it had been widely reported, was kept illegally as a slave for years by her wicked stepmother and stepsisters. She was beaten, humiliated, spit on and worse. It was in fact Cinderella's wicked step-family that attempted to prevent Cinderella from even attending the ball where she met her future husband, the Prince. Cinderella's wicked stepfamily themselves acknowledged this by groveling at Cinderella's feet, begging for forgiveness before Cinderella wed her beloved Prince. Cinderella proved to be a most merciful soul when she spared her stepfamily from any sort of punishment. At the time she felt as though it was punishment enough for her stepfamily to see Cinderella become the most admired woman in the kingdom, while they continued to live their lives, forever languishing in shame and disappointment.

Yet, Cinderella began to have second thoughts. It may have been her own step family that infused her soul with this predilection, or it may have been there all along. Cinderella at first was disturbed by this stirring within herself. Maybe it was because she had become bored with the usual pleasure of courtly love. Sex with the Prince was boring and formal. You see, Cinderella had a sadistic streak, she wanted to humiliate and degrade others. Now that the joys of daily life began to bore her, she had no choice, she had to pursue her itch.

She had some servants women punished for stealing, by having them publicly caned in the nude, although it was fiercely enjoyable, Cinderella felt guilt in having pursued this type of punishment towards women who while guilty, probably didn't deserve such a fate. Cinderella knew a group of three that did deserve just about everything she could throw at them. Her former stepfamily.

For weeks, Cinderella planned the most fitting and humiliating punishments for her former captors. She was going to manipulate them into debasing themselves in the most perfect soul-crushing ways. Each stepsister and her stepmother would have to suffer their own tailor-made punishment, specifically designed to shame and humiliate them to the bone. One day, Cinderella's mind raced, she burst into maniacal laughter, prompting others to wonder about her sanity. It was that day that Cinderella made her plans known to the High Inquisitor and arrangements were made immediately to capture and bring Cinderella's stepfamily to the royal palace to be given their humiliating, painful and elaborate punishments.

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2. The Trial

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Princess Cinderella sat on a throne high above the royal court, next to her was the High Inquisitor and seven judges, slightly below her was rows of minor aristocrats, lords, and ladies, each of them dressed in their finest suits and gowns. Although it wasn't hot in the room Cinderella fanned her face with an ornate fan and looked haughtily down at the empty court.

The whole layout of the royal courtroom was designed to place the representatives of the state high above those whom they were accusing. The High Inquisitor and the judges were mostly there for show, rarely did a criminal leave the court a free man or woman. For all intensive purposes, the courtroom simply existed to reinforce the power of the royal family and the state.

The High Inquisitor coughed into his hand in anticipation of an announcement, the murmuring courtroom fell dead silent. "Bring out the first prisoner."

Cinderella smiled as a woman walked out clad in nothing but a burlap sack, the woman was unchained but flanked by two armed guards, she looked dejected.

The High Inquisitor spoke again. "State your name prisoner."

Meekly the prisoner mumbled something inaudible.

"State your name so we can all hear it!" The High Inquisitor said clearly as his voice boomed through the halls.

In a scared and cracking voice, the prisoner called out, "Portia Keswick."

As the court recorder wrote on his paper the High Inquisitor spoke again. "Bring out Prisoner number two."

Another prisoner arrived also clad in nothing but a burlap sack arrived, she was prodded by the guards stumbling forward, cursing under her breath.

"State your name!" The High Inquisitor called out.

"Evelynne Keswick." The prisoner called out, a palpable anger was in her voice.

The High Inquisitor spoke again, "Very well, bring out the third and final prisoner."

The third prisoner also a woman walked forward ahead of the guards, she walked confidently with her head held high."

"State your name!"

"Vivian Keswick, Lady of the Keswick Estate." the prisoner spoke confidently.

"Very well, the names have been stated and now the charges may be read." The High Inquisitor cleared his voice and continued, "The three of you are accused of wrongfully enslaving and abusing the future Princess Cinderella. You suppressed the contents of her deceased father's will, unlawfully stripped her of her titles. You attempted to prevent her from attending the Prince's ball, an event she was legally entitled to attend. You attempted to prevent the Prince from finding the bride of his choice. These are serious charges more than worthy of a lengthy torture and execution, yet our highness the Princess in her infinite mercy has decided to instead give you an alternative punishment, as is her right as a member of the royal family." The crowd whispered and spoke in hushed tones to each other.

"SILENCE, THE PRINCESS HAS THE FLOOR!" The High Inquisitor yelled out authoritatively, which caused the room to fall silent as Cinderella stood and waited patiently for the appropriate time to speak.

"It has been months since I have seen my step family. Initially, I decided that it was punishment enough for them to know that I achieved the dream that they had sought after for themselves. Yet as time goes on, the wounds that they have induced on my psychologically continue to fester. You see, my mother, unfortunately, died when I was very young. Eventually, he married Vivian Keswick, who had her own daughters. I was initially thrilled to finally get the beautiful mother I always wanted and to have sisters as well. However soon after my father's marriage to Vivian, he died under mysterious circumstances, which I expect was poisoning. My father's will supposedly left everything to Vivian. Vivian became the head of the household and owned everything on the manor's property. Vivian allowed her daughters to abuse and degrade me, until I eventually decided to flee, being a mere girl I was apprehended and returned to my dear guardian, who decided as punishment to destroy keepsakes from my mother and father. These items were broaches dresses, toys, my only memories of my parents. She threatened to continue on this course if I ever ran away again. So I stayed. I watched as my step family ridiculed and abused the servants of the manner until each one fled. I watched as the manor fell into disrepair. I worked to maintain it. Meanwhile, I had take orders from my stepfamily as if I were their slave. They took to calling me Cinderella, a cruel nickname based on my dark sooty skin I had from cleaning the ashes out of the fireplace, my given name is Ella. I have since taken a liking to this name, it reminds me of my humble beginnings. But I digress. Each order I disobeyed I was severely punished, either by being beaten or by having one of my precious memories of my mother or father destroyed before my eyes. This continued well past my twentieth birthday. Until finally hope arrived in the form of an invitation to a ball. A ball that you all now know very well. The Prince being the most desired bachelor in the kingdom needed a wife and what better way than to get every eligible lady in the land together so that he could have his pick. I was elated, I dressed in my mother's gown which was at the time my very last one of her possessions in the manor. My sisters became so jealous when they saw me, they viciously stripped me naked tearing my dress to shreds. Then they left for the ball, leaving me hysterical and in the streets. Then a miracle happened, I was approached by the manor's former servants. You see those kind servants had heard of my plight, they had sewed me a dress, not knowing I was going to wear my mother's dress. It was the most beautiful gown I had ever seen. I will forever be grateful for the servants who never forgot me. I traveled to the palace in a farm cart and because of that was very reluctantly allowed to go to the ball. I arrived very late and caused a scene when I entered. I remember the Prince dropping my step sister Evelynne's hand and taking mine the moment I arrived on the dance floor. The Prince and I immediately fell in love. I still remember my stepmother screaming that I was "no more than a servant" and that I had "no legal right to marry the Prince." Afterward, it was found that my stepmother forged my father's will and that the will originally gave me control of the manor. Like the high inquisitor said, what has been done by these three was villainous and treacherous and the state has every right to torture and execute them. Yet I will be merciful, so long as they accept their punishments."

The High Inquisitor spoke again, "The state has made its case, now do the defendants have a rebuttal to this accusation.

It was custom to let the criminals defend themselves in court, to give the impression that the trials were fair. The reality was that the criminals, no matter how convincing never once were very rarely able escape punishment.

The two step sisters spoke in hysterics begging for mercy, simultaneously apologizing for their wrongdoing and saying that the accusations were false. Their stepmother Vivian interrupted them, her authority caused them to immediately stop their blubbering attempts at lessening their punishment.

"Oh my stepchild Ella, you have been dear to me, just as my own daughters have been dear to me. Yet we seem to have clashed at some point, I will admit that I sometimes went too far in my attempt to reign in your poor manners and bad behavior, and I should not have done that. I certainly would have never forged your father's will. You see it is my daughters who abused you and tore your dress. I...I...I...am so sorry I turned a blind eye to their behavior. I have always loved you, please be lenient on me, for even in my current dismal state as a prisoner, under your mercy I am still proud of you, you are the light of my life." Insincerity seeped out of every word Vivian said, she could barely contain her hatred for Cinderella.

The High Inquisitor pounded his gavel, "Now the judges will make their decision if guilty Princess Cinderella has chosen, as is her right as a royal to punish these women in her own unique way. NOW LET THE JUDGES DECIDE!"

The judges left the room to discuss the fate of the three women, the crowd murmured, each one of them knowing that the judges would never decide against the Princess. Cinderella stared at her former abusers and smiled down upon them waving her fan, feeling the air gentle hit her face. All the while her stepfamily sweated and shifted nervously.

The judges returned with their verdict, they handed a piece of paper to the High Inquisitor and he read it out loud.

"The three prisoners, Portia, Evelynne and Vivian Keswick have been unanimously determined to be guilty of a first-degree capital offense. Therefore, they will be punished by their accuser, who is Princess Cinderella!"

Cinderella grinned from ear to ear as her stepfamily screamed and cried. Evelynne was shaking her fists and gritting her teeth, holding back her tears. Portia was kicking and screaming on the floor which was a common immature childish action that she easily reverted to. Vivian was silently crying, her head still held high, tears streaming down her cheeks. Cinderella locked eyes with Vivian, everything Vivian did was a scheme, Cinderella smiled knowing she would get the best of her evil stepmother.

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3. Portia's First Punishment

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Cinderella directed Vivian and Evelynn to be put at bay while Cinderella spoke to Portia about the first phase of her punishment. Portia was furious, the two guards held her in the center of the courtroom. Red-faced Portia screamed, demanding to be let go.

"Cinderella will now speak...SILENCE!" The High Inquisitor spoke forcefully.

Cinderella waited for Portia as well as the crowd noise to die down and then stood. "Portia, you are a spoiled brat!"

Portia struggled more and cursed at Cinderella, incensed at the insult.

"Do not deny it, it is true. Your stepmother has spoiled you in every way when you don't get your way you act like you're acting now, you become furious and throw temper tantrums. I know you are the youngest daughter, but you are a woman now, yet you have not matured. You continue to act like a child. I remember it well, when you first saw me in my mother's dress, you immediately lambasted your mother because she got you an inferior dress, it was, in fact, your insolent spoiled child-rage that led you to spearhead the ripping and tearing of my mother's beautiful dress."

Portia stomped her feet and cursed.

"When your food wasn't prepared right you cursed and hit the servants. Portia, you are a brat! Fortunately, we have a method of curing a spoiled child and that is a spanking." Portia screamed and pulled at her hair, unperturbed Cinderella continued.

"I have here today a special guest, a former servant of your manor, she was the cook you so routinely abused, she will administer your first, bare-bottomed spanking. But first you must be stripped."

"No, no, no! This can't be happening! No, no, oh this cannot be!" Portia was in a panic, she looked up at Cinderella and saw her smiling down on her as she felt her burlap coverings rip from her. Portia's arms flew wildly attempting to cover herself, she hopped on one leg as her thigh covered her crotch, one arm covered her breasts and a hand covered up her ass.

"Hands at your side!" Cinderella ordered and as expected Portia was not compliant.
"IF YOU ARE NOT COMPLIANT WE WILL; BLIND YOU, REMOVE YOUR ARMS AND LEGS AND LET YOU ROT IN THE WASTELANDS!" The High Inquisitor screamed as he pounded his gavel furiously.

Portia put her arms to her side. The whole crowd murmured, some people chuckling as they looked upon Portia's nude body. Portia huffed with indignation.

Portia was not tall, she stood at 5'3" and she was slightly rotund, but not in an unattractive way. Her hips were wide and her stomach was flat, she had large breasts and large buttocks to match. Her nails always had a bright red varnish on them, her skin was white and smooth. Portia's thighs were thick and her crotch was recently shaved off all pubic hair, the stubble was all that was left. Her hair was blond and was in pigtails, her face was round and she wore far too much makeup, nonetheless her face was pretty, she had blue eyes and lips that seemed to be forever pouty.

Cinderella let Portia stand exposed, her knees quivering along with her chin. Portia's face was red with shame and mortification. As Portia held back tears a stool was placed in front of her. A large woman dressed in servant's garb sat down on the stool, her back facing Portia. The large servant woman cracked her knuckles in anticipation.

"Silence!" The High Inquisitor motioned for Cinderella to speak.

"Okay now brat, drape yourself over Maude's lap."

Slowly Portia shuffled her feet and stood next to the servant whom she recognized as her former cook, but never bothered to learn her name. Portia looked down at Maude and Maude looked up at Portia, Maude was smiling, Maude patted her thigh to attempt to coax Portia onto her lap. Portia slightly crouched but hesitated. Portia could not conceive of a dignified way to perform this action. Portia closed her eyes on the verge of bursting into tears.

"HURRY UP!" The High Inquisitor shouted from his perch.

Portia bent her knees and draped herself over her former servant's lap, her toes barely touched the floor of the courtroom. Portia kept her legs closed as to not reveal too much to the crowd. Portia grabbed onto the legs of the stool with her hands and closed her eyes. Portia was determined to take her punishment in as dignified as a manner as she could muster. She would prove that she was tough and mature, not the "spoiled brat" that Cinderella made her out to be. Unfortunately for her she had never been struck and had no idea how much her spanking was going to hurt. Portia continued to lay on Maude's lap, her face wrinkled in anticipation, her breathing became heavier.

Then she heard the loud thundering slap, then slightly after that searing pain registered. The crowd gasped as the sound echoed. Portia kept silent and remained still. In moments the next slap came down, it was even harder than the first. Then a series of hard brutal spanks hit her left ass cheek, then her right in succession. The crowd was in a frenzy of laughter. Portia was now making audible sounds. Cursing and grunting, Portia saw her own tears fall onto the floor, she was quickly losing composure.

Slap after slap echoed through the courtroom Portia felt her large ass jiggle with each slap, she had never been more mortified in her life. She was screaming now, and Portia began to involuntarily kick her naked legs and feet wildly. Portia begged for her punishment to stop, her movements became more jerky and erratic. Maude seemed to not tire of her duty as she continued to give Portia's ass a solid red glow. And Portia's movements became more violent, the more Portia kicked, screamed and squirmed the louder and more hysterical the crowd became, many of the most important people in the kingdom were openly laughing at Portia's humiliating punishment. As Portia's legs kicked, her thighs opened giving the crowd a flash of her anus and vagina. Mortified Portia's face was nearly as red as her well-spanked buttocks.

The crowd was in hysterics when Portia started blubbering through her tears that she was sorry and that she would be a "good girl" from now on. Portia's movements were so wild that now her pigtails were reduced to one, she had twisted and struggled so mightily that her hair tie had fallen out. So in a frenzy was Portia, that she continued to struggle and kick after Maude's hand became tired and she stopped the spanking. Maude lightly pushed Portia off her lap and began rubbing her hand. The crowd screamed hysterical laughter as Portia completely focused on her own searing pain quickly stood up and began to grip her buttocks and jump up and down, her breasts bouncing for the crowd. The crowd was in a hysterical frenzy as Portia made a fool out of herself, dancing in the nude gripping her well spanked and red ass.

"OOOOOOWWWWWWWWWW" Portia screamed as the high inquisitor pounded his gavel. for silence.

The crowd took many minutes to become silent enough for anyone to speak. Portia at this point was in a fetal position sobbing. Finally, the High Inquisitor spoke.

"How interesting it is to see a grown woman reduced to a blubbering child before our very eyes. Anyway, Cinderella has ordered that the punishment be concluded by the criminal standing on her tip toes with her nose pressed against the back wall of the courtroom, her hands must be behind her head. Guards, please assist the wretched brat. If you move from your position, or if the heel of your foot touches the ground, you will be canned on your already sensitive arse."

Portia was moved by the guards into the back of the room, her nose was pressed against the wall, she put herself on her tip toes and the guards moved her hands to the back of her head. Portia sobbed as some of the kingdom's most elite citizens, for whom Portia admired and aspired to emulate laughed and mocked her. Her red, well-spanked ass was on display and it was being openly mocked, to Portia, she was living a nightmare. Portia looked at her mother and sister who were awaiting their punishments and saw no signs of pity in either of their eyes. Portia's ass was burning bright red and as she sobbed it quivered. Portia was fully aware of how ridiculous and pitiful she looked.

The High Inquisitor spoke again, this time asking Evelynne to come forward.

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4. Evelynn and Vivian's sentences.

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Evelynne very slowly stepped forward, shuffling her feet, she was quivering and breathing heavily. She knew she was to be punished in an equivalent way to Portia. The crowd was still stirring. Evelynne briefly looked up at Cinderella who was looking down on her smugly. The thought that rolled over and over again in Evelynne's head was "This can't be happening." Evelynne was always led to believe she was a person of great destiny. She was born so striking, so beautiful, so perfect that she thought she must be destined to become the Princess and future Queen. Evelynne's whole life she believed this with all her soul. Cinderella was the only person beautiful enough to take this great destiny away from her, which is why she always hated Cinderella. Now in great contrast to the crowd before her she was dressed in a burlap covering with nothing underneath, Eveylnne was certain that the burlap sack would be torn from her soon and she like her sister would be forced to stand as naked as the day she was born before a crowd of the richest and powerful people in the kingdom. Evelynne loved attention, she loved the limelight, but not in the context that she was currently in. She could not run, she could not hide, she had to face her new destiny, a destiny of disgrace, shame, humiliation and pain.

Evelynn was six feet tall, her body was sleek and elegant, her brown hair had a beautiful shine and despite her rough day, it flowed beautifully down her shoulders. Evelynne's face was elegant like the rest of her body, yet she looked haughty and scowled unknowingly. Evelynne usually radiated arrogance through her every glance. It was as if Evelynne's inner self somehow altered her appearance, her haughty arrogance seeped out of her every pore. She had not a humble bone in her body, Evelynne truly believed herself to be the most beautiful woman in the kingdom. This is why Cinderella speculated that Evelynne hated her so much. Cinderella was equally attractive to Evelynne and therefore, Evelynne sought to crush her competitor. Unfortunately for Evelynne her attempts had failed and now she was the one who was about to be crushed.

The High Inquisitor waited for the crowd to die down, once it did he motioned Cinderella to speak.

"Evelynne, you are an arrogant wretched person and believe yourself to be greater than you are. You have never worked a day in your life, instead leaving even the smallest of tasks to those you feel are inferior to you. I remember well the times you struck me because I mistakenly rubbed up against you with my sweat and dirt soaked skin."

Evelynne stood up, her head held high, she swallowed deeply. and interrupted Cinderella."

"My apologies your highness."

The High Inquisitor banged his gavel and yelled his usual "Silence."

Cinderella continued, "My apologies, is all you have to say! After all of this, after each one of your stinging slaps to my face, after I have washed your clothes and done your dishes for years after you stripped and ruined my mother's dress. I still remember you looking over me as I wept, nude and forlorn, my mother's dress in shreds. You held your hand over your lips and giggled. Now you say, "My Apologies!" You ask me to show mercy towards you! While I do believe this was the first time in your entire life that you have made an apology, it probably took a lot out of you, it was probably excruciatingly difficult for you, but it wasn't even a good try. You should be begging me for forgiveness on your knees, with your hands clasped."

Evelynne did fall to her knees and did clasp her hands and looked up at Cinderella with the sad eyes of a puppy dog. "Please forgive me?" She spoke meekly.

"No! Guards, strip her!"

In a swift motion, Evelynne's burlap sack was removed from her body by the two guards. Evelynne instinctively tried to run, but the guards held her kicking and crying by her shoulders.

"UNHAND ME, WHEN I AM QUEEN I WILL HAVE YOU BOILED ALIVE!" Evelynne was in hysterics, she kicked and struggled, a tuft of brown pubic hair could be seen by the laughing crowd.

"SILENCE IMMEDIATELY!" The High Inquisitor yelled while simultaneously pounding his gavel furiously. The crowd did become silent, but Evelynne kept on hysterically struggling.

"CRIMINAL SILENCE, OR WE WILL REMOVE YOUR TONGUE!" This threat caused Evelynne to end her struggle and her screaming, the now tired and angry High Inquisitor made an exasperated motion for Cinderella to continue.

"Now for your sentence. Evelynne, due to your arrogance, your maltreatment of the servants, including myself and your adverse attitude towards labor, you shall become a servant, performing whatever tasks I ask you to do, and you must do these tasks in the nude."

Evelynne's head was now buried in her hands, she was sobbing."

Cinderella spoke again. "Your first task shall be to come up here and wave this fan, for my wrist grows tired. Guards bring this criminal scum up here, so she can get on her knees and fan my face."

The guards picked Evelynne up under her arms. Evelynne did not fight, instead she became dead weight, her toes dragged on the ground, her head hung low and her hands just dangled, she made no attempt to cover her nudity. Slowly Evelynne was dragged up the steps next to the various rich and powerful members of the Kingdom until she reached where Cinderella was sitting. There she was placed on her knees and given the fan. Sobbing she weakly waved it into Cinderella's face as Cinderella looked down haughtily at her wicked stepsister.

"Will the criminal Vivian Keswick step forward!" The High Inquisitor called out.

On the courtroom floor, Vivian walked confidently in front of the guards. One of her daughters sobbed, her red buttocks exposed to the crowd, her other daughter sobbed while waving Cinderella's fan whilst nude on her knees. Once Vivian stepped to her spot she immediately disrobed confidently exposing her body to the crowd, the crowd "oohed" and "awed." She knew the burlap sack was coming off, she needed to find a way to control her destiny.

Vivian Keswick must have had her daughters at a young age, as she seemed very young, she looked barely older than he daughters. Her soft white skin had barely any wrinkles, her breasts were round and pert, they barely drooped at all. She had to be in her early forties at least, but that seemed impossible. She rivaled the beauty of her eldest daughter Evelynne and seemed to have a body that mixed both of her daughter's shapes. Her breasts were round and larger than Evelynne's, but not as large as Portia's. She had an hourglass figure and round large buttocks, her legs were long. Her pubic hair was nicely trimmed into a strip, like the hair on her head it was jet black. Vivian wore her hair up in a complicated bun.

"I HAVE NOTHING TO HIDE! READ MY SENTENCE!" Vivian spoke fiercely and confidently to Cinderella.

The crowd gasped and the High Inquisitor, no longer willing to put the effort in to keep the crowd at by, half-heatedly shrugged to Cinderella.

Cinderella stood. Evelynne immediately stopped waving the fan and started sobbing again. Cinderella looked at Vivian.

"You always must be in control! You are a schemer and most likely a murderess. You forced me into servitude and let your daughters abuse me while yourself roundly ignoring me. You hid my father's true will from me, thus denying me a fortune. You controlled me by destroying memories of my birth parents. Whenever I think of you, my blood boils. Since I am merciful, I do not wish to put you to death. Yet as I speak to you now I have no punishment planned for you. For now, you shall rot in the dungeon, a barren solitary dungeon, you will not have a shred of clothing or a possession to your name. You shall have some time to stew and scheme." Cinderella sat down and motioned Evelynne to continue to fan her face. Cinderella rustled Evelynne's face gently as to mock her.

Vivian looked up at Cinderella with pure hatred in her eyes and spit in her direction before she was carried off to the dungeon. Vivian spat the word "Pathetic" out at Portia as she was carried past her.

When the trial was done the crowd clapped and cheered, they had been roundly entertained. Cinderella left to her chambers, she would have her supper alone and then retire. The next day Evelynne and Portia would get their next round of punishments.

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5. Evelynne's First Punishment

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Cinderella woke up and stretched her arms. She was happily out of her funk, her normal boring routine had been broken as she had sadistically humiliated her wicked stepfamily the previous day. Cinderella got dressed with help from a team of servants, every day she wore elegant and expensive gowns. As usual Cinderella made gossip with the servant women who helped her get dressed. Cinderella had a great rapport with the servants of the palace, as she felt an affinity towards them, having been forced into servitude herself.

A rumor was circulating that after her wicked stepfamily went on trial, many of the royals were quite aroused and ready to let loose. It was in ballroom no #1, the very ballroom where Cinderella fell in love with the Prince that a massive orgy occurred, Ladies and Lords, merchants and their wives, and the best prostitutes they could find in short notice all had a rollicking and wild orgy. They drank wine and brandy, many drank too much wine and brandy. The servants all complained that the ballroom was an awful mess, wine, vomit, unidentified liquids flooded the floor. No one wanted to clean up the room.

"Don't worry about it darlings I've got just the woman for the job!" Cinderella spoke smiling, the servants giggled as each one knew what Cinderella was getting at.

"Evelynne Keswick!" a guard called on Evelynne to wake up. Evelynne woke up nude in the servant's quarters, she had spent the night there. Her eyes were red and tears were dried on her face. Slowly she got up and looked around, none of the female servants who were sleeping beside her was in the quarters any longer.

"Rise and shine, all the rest of the girls have been doing their jobs for two hours." The guard spoke roughly.

Evelynne was not used to waking early, she stood in the dim light of the servant's quarters her hair askew, she stumbled groggily.

"Get a move on...The Princess has a job for you."

Evelynne swallowed and tilted her head up, covering her breasts and crotch she slowly walked forward, out of the dim light of the servant's quarters.

"Come on, come on!"

Evelynne's heart sank as her feet touched the cold marble floors of the palace. Crouched over covering her breasts and her crotch she walked past many ogling dignitaries, bureaucrats, Lords, Ladies, servants, and soldiers. They looked down upon her, each one of them knowing exactly who she was, they scoffed and scowled. Evelynne was red in the face, covering herself and shamefully scuffling through the palace.

Eventually Evelynne and the guard escorting her came to a large door, once it swung open, Evelynne was greeted with a ghastly scene, it was Ballroom #1, the same ballroom where Cinderella stole the Prince right out of her clutches and it was a mess. Servant's picked up the glass and other garbage off the floor.

"Over here!" Cinderella was in the room and she was calling to Evelynne. Evelynne looked at the smiling Cinderella, standing next to a large bucket of what looked like soapy water and a veritable mountain of towels and rags.

Evelynne tried to shuffle over to Cinderella, but her bare foot stepped in a liquid substance on the floor. Shrieking Evelynne panicked and lost her balance, falling onto her stomach before Cinderella's feet. This elicited laughter from the servants in the room.

"Don't hurt yourself, the floor is slippery," Cinderella said standing over the fallen Evelynne.

As Evelyn gathered herself, Cinderella spoke again. "Evelynne my dear, this room as you can tell is quite a mess. The servants here have quite a job. They are cleaning up the garbage and broken glass, my dear you have the job of soaking up all this nasty liquid and stickiness that is all over the place. I think this job will take you all day."

"Please...please." Evelynne looked at Cinderella with pleading eyes. Only to have a towel thrown at her.

"Get to work! Oh, and you are not to get off your hands and knees, you will stay for the rest of this day on all fours cleaning. I'll make you lick all this stuff up if you don't comply. You will have another job this evening." Cinderella said sternly.

Evelynne slowly lowered herself to her hands and knees. She felt the cool air breeze against her lower extremities, she had never felt so exposed in her life. It was at this point that her predicament fully set in.

"NO! NO! NO! NO!" Evelynne pounded her fists onto the marble floor, causing small splashes from the liquid that had pooled where she pounded.

"YES! YES! YES! YES! You should be glad, this is mercy, my dear Evelynne, in a few days your punishment shall be over and you will be free to go, you are lucky, I took many years of abuse from you."

Crying Evelynne began to slowly soak up liquid with her towel. It seemed many servants began to walk behind Evelynne to get a view of her exposed parts. As Evelynne crawled on her hands and knees cleaning up liquid Cinderella seemed to follow her barking out orders "move faster!" "put your back into it!" She called out, clearly enjoying every moment of Evelynne's pure unadulterated indignity. Members of the royalty came to watch Evelynne clean the ballroom, each one of them seemingly getting joy out of watching the completely nude Evelynne clean on her hands and knees.
Eventually Cinderella made an announcement, "I must be going, now per my orders I want my stepsister to continue her job, she must not leave her hands and knees, if she slacks off or stands she must lick the floor. Now remember no touching my step sister, punishments for touching will be severe. Evelynne my darling, continue your cleaning. I will see you soon."

Cinderella left the room, as she left the room, she cracked a smile as she heard Evelynne dramatically below the singular word; "Why!?" Evelynne was now sobbing, her knees were sore, she was close to vomiting from the smell of the room and the fact that her flesh kept on contacting the putrid liquids splotches on the floor. Evelynne repeated in her head "This isn't happening, this isn't happening!" The tips of her beautiful flowing hair soaked in the sickening goop as she cleaned

Cinderella was off to the town square, she told the carriage driver to hurry. Cinderella did not want to be late to Portia's public switching and caning.

***

6. Vivian Schemes to Escape

***

As the carriage driver whipped the horses to run faster and Cinderella fretted that she would miss the very public caning of her youngest stepsister a torrid scene was transpiring inside the palace dungeon.

Vivian was stewing, pacing nude in her cell, mumbling to herself "This...slut, who still chooses to go by her undignified name, Cinder...Ella will not get the best of me! I had it all under control until those sniveling servants got her to the ball, and they did so without my PERMISSION! have not been defeated yet! I will find a way to foil her plans and make her SUFFER, ten times worse than she has made me suffer! OH! I cannot believe my own progeny acted so undignified, how they so blatantly blubbered and exposed themselves as the insolent brats they are! I am ashamed!"

A seemingly indifferent guard sat a few feet away from her solitary cell, the cell key prominently displayed for Vivian to see. Vivian narrowed her eyes and schemed every time she saw the key, she normally would bribe the guard, but she had nothing to give. Vivian's mind began to stir. She was desperate, who knows what tortures Cinderella would decide to give her? Vivian was determined not to be broken.

Taking a deep breath and attempting to use a sultry voice she called out to the guard. "Hello, Sir may I have some water."

The guard got up and approached the cell, Vivian shot her arms through the bars and tried to no avail to grab the key. "Drat!" she called out.

The guard looking perturbed took the key off his belt and tossed it back, far out of Vivian's reach. He handed her a half filled tin cup of water. Vivian set it down without drinking it.

"Guard...I must be released, I have done nothing wrong." Vivian said insincerely.

"Orders from the High Inquisitor, you're staying right here."

"You could say I grabbed the key and escaped when you were giving me water, I am sure your punishment won't be as severe as mine, won't you help a beautiful maiden?" Vivian lowered herself to her knees and clasped her hands, looking up at the guard. Sacrificing her dignity now, she reasoned would benefit her later.

"Whats in it for me?" The guard said looking shiftily around the room.

"I have nothing to give, nothing, but...but I will rise to prominence again and I will give you any riches you want!" Vivian kept on pleading.

"I'm not so sure." The guard began to turn to walk away.

Vivian swallowed deeply and desperately called out, "My body...you...can...have...my." Vivian couldn't finish her words. She looked down in shame.

The guard stopped in his tracks and turned around again. "What do you mean?"

Vivian paused and made sure she was absolutely sure her gambit was worth it. "You can take me, in any way you please."

The guard seemed to be mulling it over.

"I must escape, you will be doing me a great favor!" Vivian continued to attempt to coax the guard.

The guard let out a long sigh and pulled his trousers down slightly exposing an intimidatingly large but still flaccid cock. "Your mouth, I want your mouth."

Vivian was shocked, her eyes widened, she was disgusted by the thought giving fellatio to a lowly guard's cock and intimidated by the size and girth of the massive cock. She expected a quick fuck, she did not expect to have put her mouth on the guard's dick. Vivian believed the act of fellatio was fit only for prostitutes. Before Vivian could think her fate over the guard walked up to the prison cell and put his cock through the bars. Vivian lurched back so that the massive prick did not brush against her face. She was disgusted.

Vivian knew she had to do this one act and she would have a chance at getting vengeance on Cinderella. "I will try to get this over with quickly!" Vivian thought to herself. Vivian while looking up at the now smug guard slowly opened her mouth wide and put the guard's cock in her mouth. It tasted foul and Vivian nearly gagged. Vivian was determined then and there to make what she deemed a degrading act to be as short as possible. Vivian closed her eyes and began to bob her head on the guard's cock.

Vivian was frustrated, the guard's cock was barely stiffening, so Vivian began to suck faster, and deeper. Her face nearly crashing into the bars as she bobbed her head. The guard grunted and to Vivian's relief began to become fully erect. Vivian glanced up as she sucked the semi-erect cock and saw the guard looking smugly down upon her. As she bobbed her head, the true indignity of her willful action struck her. She the lady of a fine manor house, who was used to all the luxuries life could afford, who would only consider marrying the richest and most prestigious bachelors in the kingdom was entirely nude, locked in a dungeon cell, on her knees desperately trying to get a lowly palace guard to ejaculate using only her mouth.

Vivian gagged as the large cock hit the back of her throat, her face now was squinted as she struggled to fit the guard's now massively erect cock in her mouth. Vivian gripped the cell bars to give herself more leverage.

"Slower and look at me."

Vivian shuddered at the man she considered far beneath her giving her orders on how to suck his cock, but nevertheless she compiled, for this was her only hope of escape. Vivian opened her eyes and looked up, her sucking slowed. The guard was now slowly bucking his hips with the motion of Vivian's head.

"That's good, just like that."

Vivian breathed heavily out of her nose when she could. Vivian seethed as she simultaneously tried to look as alluring as possible.

"Play with your breasts for me." the guard ordered.

Vivian began to massage her own breasts as she slowly moved her wet lips up and down on the guards massive member. Vivian was humiliated, fondling her breasts for the amusement of a common man. She wanted this ordeal to end and for her freedom to be granted.

"Oh, yeah, oh yeah, moan on my cock, moan for me." The guard was clearly aroused and almost ready to cum.

Vivian began to moan, insincere moans of delight, as the horrible taste of the guard's cock lingered in her mouth. Small bits of ejaculate slightly spurted into Vivian's throat, coating the cock as well. Saliva and semen dripped down Vivian's lips and dangled off of her chin. Still she moaned and played with her breasts. The guard began to hump Vivian's face faster and more steadily, this gave Vivian the go ahead to bob her own head faster.

"At least this will be over soon." Vivian thought as her toes curled in disgust. She gagged on the large cock as it repeatedly pounded the back of her throat. She was furiously sucking the guard's cock. Vivian's eyes were watering looking up at the guard. Still he looked down on her smugly as he moaned in pleasure.

Suddenly without warning an awful spurt of semen sprayed harshly into the back of Vivian's throat. Vivian panicked, tried quickly to take her mouth off of the guard's cock only to feel his hand holding her hair through the cell door. The guard made loud grunts as spurt after spurt of semen squirted into Vivian's mouth. Vivian gagged and wretched, she kicked her shins and feet against the dungeon cell floor. She nearly vomited as she swallowed the large load of semen down her throat.

"Suck me dry." The guard ordered as he slowly released his grip on Vivian's hair.

Vivian's eyes still looked up at the guard, they were watering, her eyes were red. Gagging slightly Vivian bobbed her head and licked the rapidly deflating cock. Eventually, she released her mouth from the guard's cock and let out exasperated desperate breaths, she dries heaved attempting to expel the foul semen from her body. She whipped the semen off of her chin and lower lip with her forearm and gulped the water that the guard had previously given her down.

Vivian looked up and noticed that the cell door was slightly open, the guard was back on his stool feet away from the cell. Vivian carefully walked out.

"Clothes, I need clothes!" She told to the guard.

"Sorry, you better go, guards are changing shifts any minute now."

Vivian looked desperate.

"Go, go, go!" the guard was emphatic. He pointed towards the door.

Vivian with a panicked look on her face ran out the door, giving the guard a final good look at her nude backside. Vivian was now free, but for how long? She didn't want her gambit with the guard to be all for naught and she especially did not want to be caught running around the royal palace in the nude. Vivian had already lowered herself more than she ever had before, as she ran through the palace corridors nude, she was determined to do whatever it took to escape and scheme a revenge plan against Cinderella. Whatever punishment or indignity Vivian faced she would pay it back fifty fold to Cinderella and then she would kill her.

***

7. Portia's Public Caning

***

Cinderella arrived at the bustling town center, there was a huge crowd of onlookers. Merchants, paupers, farmers from the countryside all came to watch the spectacle. "With such short notice, so many people have come, this will be a rousing success!" Cinderella thought to herself with glee.

As Cinderella exited her carriage the crowd let out gasps of admiration. They parted as Cinderella walked towards the center of the town square. Just like most towns in the kingdom in the center of the town square, the gallows loomed. The gallows were rarely used to hang criminals, more often the stage was used to humiliate minor offenders. Those who sold rotten food were put in the pillory and the rotten food they sold was thrown at them. Adulterers were canned, thieves had to wear degrading signs, there really wasn't much room in the dungeons and jails, so a quick public punishment was usually the sentence. Interestingly enough these sentences also were used to entertain the masses. Today the masses were in for a treat.

Cinderella approached the gallows and the High Inquisitor was standing at the edge, he took Cinderella's hand and helped her up onto the stage. Cinderella looked to the center of the stage to see her stepsister Portia with her neck and arms in the pillory, she was nude of course and on her knees. Her backside was humiliatingly high in the air compared to her arms and head. Portia looked like a cat in heat presenting her posterior for mating. Yet Portia was not to mate today. Her still very slightly red ass was on full display, she whined and made demands while kicking her bare legs against the wooden gallows, no one paid any mind to a word she said.

"I was afraid you would have started without me," Cinderella said to the High Inquisitor.

The High Inquisitor looked perturbed, "No off course not. We obtained the three former servants of this criminal, just as you asked. It wasn't hard to convince them to do this. I will silence the crowd, you make the announcement."

The High Inquisitor stood next to Portia as she continued to writhe and kick in her usual undignified manner. The crowd chanted "Cane the wench, cane the wench!"

"SILENCE!" The High Inquisitor said in his loudest most authoritarian voice. The crowd died down.

"We are here today to see the public caning of the wicked criminal scum Portia Keswick. She is guilty of the most heinous abuses towards Princess Cinderella as well as her manor servants. I will let Cinderella explain her punishment." The High Inquisitor motioned to Cinderella.

"Hello my loyal subjects, today shall be a most entertaining festival. You see my stepsister is a Brat."

"I AM NOT!" Portia screamed the crowd and Cinderella dismissed Portia with laughter.

"Today I am not punishing her for her many crimes against me, but her crimes against the lower classes, her crimes against the common people. This is why the punishment will be administered today by the servants for which she used to abuse." As the crowd cheered Cinderella motioned for someone. An unassuming and shy servant woman approached center stage holding a thin wooden switch in her hand. She looked down at her feet as she stood next to Cinderella.

"My dear, before you administer the canning, tell me how Portia treated you."

The Girl meekly stated, "She treated me poorly, she poured hot soup on me when her soup wasn't spiced well enough, and now I have burn scars."

The crowd clearly didn't hear what the shy servant had to say, so Cinderella repeated it. "She says she has burn scars all over her body because this brat didn't think she spiced some soup well enough." The crowd booed and cursed at Portia.

"Remember, what she did to you, switch her hard!" Cinderella stepped back and allowed the servant girl to approach Portia."

"No, no, don't do this. I order you, stop! I'll have your head!" Portia screamed empty threats.

The shy servant woman raised her cane and as it flew through the air it made a "whooshing" sound before it collided with Portia's rear end.

"OOOOOOOWWWWWWW" Portia screamed, she kicked her feet and cursed.

The shy servant girl could see all of Portia as she did this, she seemed to crack a slight smile as she struck Portia again. "STOP, STOP, STOP!" Portia screamed. Now the servant girl was grinning from ear to ear, she began to whip the switch through the air and strike Portia again and again. Portia's cries became a mixed up soup of screams, curses, demands and what sounded like the noises only a beast would make. Again and again she was struck on her exposed buttocks, she flailed as much as she could within the confines of her pillory, but it was of little use. Finally, the shy servant woman's arm seemed to become tired and she stopped the canning. Red lines could be seen streaking across Portia's rear end.

"IT HURTS, IT HUUUUURRRRRTTTTTSSSSS!" Portia screamed as the crowd openly mocked her.

"Are you done?" Cinderella spoke to the shy servant woman.

"Yes..yes I think so." The woman meekly stated as she gave Cinderella the switch and quickly got off the stage.

"Next!" Cinderella called out.

A more energetic and gregarious servant woman of medium build ran out to the stage, and quickly got the switch in her hand. She nearly ran up to her position to switch Portia, but

Cinderella stopped her. "Wait, wait...State what this fiend did."

The woman stopped and spoke loudly to the crowd, "Right, almost forgot! Yeah, she was a real bitch, slapped me around a lot, now I am going to make her pay!"

Portia closed her eyes and wrinkled her nose in anticipation. The servant woman began to harshly beat not Portia's buttocks, but her feet.

"NO, NO, NO! NOT THE FEET, OW, OW, OW!" Portia was wildly kicking her feet, trying to dodge the strikes, but each one seemed to land spot on. The servant woman laughed as she struck Portia, she was truly enjoying her participation in the event. The crowd laughed and clapped. Cinderella pondered how much Portia must be tortured by the fact that the "common people" were seeing her be tortured like this, and more crushing yet that "common people" were doling out the punishment. Cinderella closed her eyes and just listened to the noises around her. The sounds of Portia screaming and suffering, the crowd of people laughing and clapping. Cinderella was in a state of bliss.

"Your ass ain't off the hook either." The servant woman said loudly before starting to strike Portia on the buttocks. Portia screamed, the servant woman seemed to be hitting Portia directly in her already formed welts. Portia's voice was now completely horse, she could no longer yell as effectively. Her ass cheeks jiggled each time they were switched. Then finally the switch broke, flummoxed the servant woman shrugged her shoulders, "I guess I am done." She walked off the stage.

"Portia cried and writhed in pain, as Cinderella took the stage again."

"Oh no! The switch broke, and we have one more former servant...What are we to do?"

The High Inquisitor brought Cinderella a cane. "I guess this will have to do." Cinderella giggled holding the cane, as Portia begged to be released.

A large middle-aged man approached the center stage. "Sir, what crime did Portia commit against you?"

The man responded gruffly, "She fired me for being too dirty, paid me nothing for my last week of work and me and my small family had nowhere to go. I begged on the streets, which is a crime in this land and ended up in a pillory, just like this undignified abuser is here is now...well except I had clothes on."

Cinderella gave the rough looking man the cane, he inspected it and said, "This will do!"

The man rolled up his sleeves and wasted no time in ruthlessly caning Portia haphazardly about the buttocks thighs and feet. Portia's eyes were wide, her mouth was open, she seemed to be in a state of shock. Each blow came down with a painful thud, bruising Portia's large posterior, yet she simply continued to emit no sound. The crowd laughed and mocked Portia's shocked expression.

Each strike made a thunderous "thud" Portia's eyes were wide, her mouth seemed to nearly unhinged at the jaw, a few tears streamed down her cheeks, yet she did not scream.

Finally, the man turned around and handed the cane to Cinderella, "I think that will do."

In a seemingly delayed response, Portia began to scream in pain. Portia began to shake her ass and kick her feet. "I AM SORRY, IT HURTS, STOP!" Portia bellowed as she continued to be unperturbed. The crowd laughed.

"Wait, sir, you are not done." Cinderella gave the cane back to the man and called out the two women servants again. These two women were presented with new switches.

"ALL THREE NOW HAVE AT IT!" Cinderella proclaimed with glee.

All three servants started switching and caning Portia furiously as Portia begged for forgiveness and cursed everyone and everything simultaneously. Portia's ass and feet were filled with fine thin welts and her ass was bruised. Portia wouldn't be able to sit for at least a week.

Again Cinderella closed her eyes and let the sounds of the cane and switches flying through the air, the screams of her former abuser permeate her ears. "Oh, this gives me far more pleasure than it should." Cinderella thought to herself.

Finally when Portia's punishment was all said and done, the High Inquisitor invited the crowd, to for a small price to one by one get a view of Portia's damaged rear end. Cinderella did not stick around, she had seen enough of Portia's damaged backside. Besides Cinderella had a dinner to attend.

***

8. Evelynne Serves the Royals

***

Cinderella rushed back to the palace, the sun was setting which meant that the usual banquet was about to occur. A swell of almost unimaginable twisted pleasure filled Cinderella as she thought about the pain and humiliation that Portia had to endure. Naked before the common people, roundly switched and beaten about the buttocks and feet, then after all of that she was gawked at in all her glory by the common people. Cinderella had in a few days given Portia back what Portia had given to her and then some. Portia wasn't quite done either.
Cinderella had another burst of twisted pleasure bubble up inside her and her hand nearly betrayed her mind and shot under her gown and towards her crotch, but she was determined to save her built up arousal for the Prince. Cinderella was making her way to see her other stepsister humiliated yet again. Earlier in the day Evelynne had been forced to clean the ballroom floor, whilst completely nude. Evelynne had not worked a day in her life before today and she still had a long day of work ahead of her. Evelynne was to serve the royals at the banquet, of course, she would still be not allowed to wear any skin covering.

Cinderella had ordered the servants to wash Evelynne with ice cold water after she had finished soaking up all of the liquids on the floor of ballroom #1. Cinderella wished she could have seen her eldest stepsister scream as she was unceremoniously doused with cold water from buckets and scrubbed down by common servants.

As the carriage approached the gate Cinderella stepped out and with two guards flanking her she entered the palace and was led into the dining hall. Just like every other room she entered the guests applauded at her presence. Cinderella politely waved and sat down at the head of the table in a beautifully jeweled throne like chair. Next to her immaculately set dishes and silverware was a tiny bell, Cinderella picked it up and rang it.

"Hear ye, hear ye! An announcement before the feast." Cinderella cried out as the crowd put all of their eyes on her.

"This will be a special evening, this will be no regular feast, along with our regular team of highly trained servants we will have a guest servant this evening. She indeed is my eldest stepsister and as part of her punishment for abusing me she will be serving us tonight in the nude."

The crowd laughed and applauded, squeals of anticipation and murmurs spread through the room.

"As tempting as it may be, you are not to pinch or spank her delicate skin, treat her as a normal servant." Cinderella iterated to the crowd.

Cinderella rang the bell again, this time in a slightly different way. This signified the servants to come out and stand behind her. They did very promptly. Except for Evelynne, who came out last covering her nude body. She stood in her place looking down at her feet, covering her breasts and crotch.

"Evelynne my dear, please stand up straight your arms at your side, just like the other servants, you don't want to prolong your sentence do you?"

Evelynne stood straight up and put her arms to their sides, her eyes welling up with tears, her chin quivering, her face glowing red.

Cinderella motioned and the servers walked back and retrieved their trays for serving. It was Evelynne's job to pour the wine in the wine glasses. Cinderella watched as Evelynne did her job slowly but suitably, without complaint, all the while the guests made rude comments and gawked at her. Cinderella spoke to a group of the aristocracy who were at the ball when the Prince chose Cinderella as his bride. They remembered Evelynne and each of them told the same story. The story pleased Cinderella to no end, she laughed and clapped with joy. When she asked for more wine, she asked Evelynne to stop and listen to the guests regale the tale to Evelynne as well. Evelynne stopped stoically and listened, her breasts and crotch exposed as a posh aristocratic woman spoke.

"I recognized you from the ball my dear, oh how things have changed, you looked so refined, royal even at that ball. People were in awe of you before Cinderella walked in. Oh, my dear, it is well known amongst my circle that the Prince had made up his mind, he was to choose you. For you see he had to marry, and up until that point it seemed as though you were the best prospect. Then when Cinderella came in the room, oh the Prince thought twice. He dropped your hand my dear and never looked back." The posh woman laughed and made a gesture, putting her thumb and index finger very close together. "You were this close to being a Princess and future queen."

Cinderella cackled and looked over at her stepsister, tears were silently streaming down her face, and dropping on dining table.

"Go on now, don't get your tears on my food, there are many guests that are desperate for wine." Cinderella motioned for Evelynne to continue performing her duties.

"I'll kill her, I'll kill her, someday I'll kill that bitch!" Evelynne thought as she walked away from Cinderella and started pouring wine for more guests. Evelynne endured cruel and demeaning comments for the entirety of the feast, all the while her jealousy reached stratospheric levels, all the food and luxury that the people at the feast, all the pampering, that is what Evelynne craved, what she believed she was entitled to, and yet it was Cinderella who had all the adoration. The same Cinderella who was once her veritable slave. Evelynne's life was now a bad dream, Evelynne actually wondered if she was merely caught in a particularly vivid nightmare. She was jostled out of her thoughts by another servant harshly ordering Evelynne to "pick up the pace!"

Eventually Evelynne stumbled and her wine pitcher spilled onto the floor, she was ordered to immediately get on her hands and knees and clean up the wine. Again just like in the morning her ass was bared in the most revealing way possible. Evelynne sobbed at the indignity, her rage was swelling within her, but she could not bare to lose complete composure. She was determined to be as graceful as possible through her ordeal.

When the feast was finally wrapping up the dungeon guard that had allowed Vivian to escape approached Cinderella and whispered something in her ear. Cinderella smiled approvingly. Evelynne noticed this but thought nothing of it, she was busy collecting the half eaten food scraps and putting them in burlap sacks to throw away. As Cinderella got up and left she spoke to Evelynne.

"Feel free to eat the leftovers, dear."

Evelynne shuttered, she remembered how she used to only allow Cinderella to eat leftovers, the phrase Cinderella used was a direct mimicry of herself only a few years ago. "I will have my destiny!" Evelynne thought as a rage rose up inside of her.

***

8. Vivian and the Carriage Driver

***

Vivian could hear the commotion in an adjacent room, she heard people openly mock and torment her eldest daughter as she performed duties as a nude servant, "Blubbering, like the pathetic disappointment she is." Vivian thought clenching her teeth. She had been hiding nude in a storage closet near the kitchen. For the first time in hours it seemed like the coast was clear, she had a clean break down the narrow spiral stairs of the east tower to the back of the palace. Vivian ran like the wind, breathing heavily, it would be hard to keep her composure if she were caught after all of this effort escaping.

Vivian sprinted down the stairs reaching a warehouse of goods and carriages that made up the back of the palace. To her horror the area was bustling with activity, servants prepared bundles of goods to be taken by carriage, they did this by lamplight. "DRAT! I'LL HAVE TO WAIT THIS OUT!" Vivian thought as she quickly dove into a giant pile of hay, she wriggled to completely submerse herself and she listened. She smelled and heard various livestock, mostly pigs, and chickens. She found the smell disgusting, she longed for the comfort of her own manor home.

As the night wore on the activity did not cease and Vivian became sleepy. Her mind wandered towards her actions in the dungeon cell, where she had sloppily performed oral sex on a lowly guard. She felt disgusting. As Vivian's eyes became heavy and she started to nod off whilst still hiding nude in the hay, she thought to herself "This plan better succeed."

Vivian felt as though she had only slept for ten or fifteen minutes, but it must have been longer, she heard a rooster crow. She had slept through the night. "Shit, I've probably lost my best chance of escaping!" Vivian in a nervous panic rustled in the pile of hay and peeked out at the surrounding area. A single carriage driver was in the area, he had just closed his carriage, which seemed to contain a few pigs. He stopped, seemingly hearing something. He turned around and started walking towards Vivian, stopping right next to the pile of hay.

"I know you're in there...The whole palace is looking for you, the Princess is furious, you're really in for it now."

Vivian was breathing heavily, she felt herself nearly losing composure.

"If you want to come out of there, I can get you free of here...for a price." The carriage driver said.

Vivian didn't know if it was a ruse or not.

"Or you can just stay there are wait to be caught and then accept whatever punishment the Princess wants to give you. Right now I'm the only one here."

Vivian knew even if it was a ruse, she had no choice. Slowly Vivian emerged from the pile of hay, covering herself with one hand and brushing hay off with another. Still with hay sticking out of her hair she managed to compose herself and look at the carriage driver.

"What is your plan and what is your price?"

The Carriage driver smiled, "Well my plan is simple, you get in my carriage and I take you out of here, my price, if you are willing to pay it, will require you to get down on your knees."

Vivian looked at the carriage driver with hate and disgust, she cursed to herself and schemed to offer an alternative to what the carriage driver wanted. Yet Vivian was nude, she could offer nothing but her body. She was furious that she was most likely going to have to lower herself to an almost unthinkable degree for the second time in two days.

Vivian slowly lowered herself to her knees, her knees sunk slightly into the soft damp dirt., the carriage driver undid his belt and pulled down his trousers just enough to expose his cock.

"I am very particular, you're going to have to put your hands behind your back."

Vivian narrowed her eyes and looked at the carriage driver with spite, but she did as he asked.

"This is going to have to be fast, we don't have much time, open your mouth."

Vivian still tasting the semen from the guard the night before again did what she was told. Soon she felt a rough hand harshly grip her hair and she felt a large, thick erect cock slide on her tongue. Vivian sealed her lips on the cock, she had to put her lips over her teeth, to ensure that her teeth would not scrape the cock. The last thing she wanted to do was to blow her whole escape plan because she gave an unsatisfactory blow job.

The carriage driver fucked Vivian's face. Simultaneously thrusting his hips and forcefully pushing her head into his cock. His motions were fast and harsh, Vivian was immediately gagging. She curled her toes and repeatedly opened and closed her hands that still were obediently had placed behind her back.

The carriage driver somehow forced his cock deeper down her throat then the guard had. Vivian gagged as she felt the carriage driver's pubic hair brush against her lips and chin. At one point, the carriage driver held Vivian's head so that his balls pressed against her chin. Vivian wretched violently as drool seeped out of her mouth and ran down her chin, coating the carriage driver's balls in her saliva and his pre-cum.

"Okay no more messing around." The carriage driver muttered.

He resumed fucking Vivian's face, now harder and faster than ever. Vivian's eyes watered, she couldn't believe she was lowering herself to this level. Her mouth being harshly used by a lowly carriage driver. Just a few days ago she never thought she would ever be in this position. Vivian closed her eyes tightly and tried to think of anything but her current state of disgrace.

Suddenly, before she even realized the carriage driver's prick was outside of her mouth, she felt long strands of warm thick semen hit her forehead. She tried to get out of the way, letting out surprised cries of disgust, but the carriage driver held her head in place. Semen squirted into her left eye, then her right. Vivian was paralyzed with disgust and mortification when more semen hit the tip of her nose and her mouth, it seemed as though the supply was endless. The carriage driver made disgusting grunts.

"OOOOHHHH YEAH, THAT IS A LOT, BEEN A COUPLE OF WEEKS!" The carriage driver moaned as his spews became smaller.

Vivian was breathing heavily and doused with cum, she opened her one eye that was only lightly covered in cum, and saw that the carriage driver was beckoning her to suck off the semen that rested on his cock. Her bottom lip quivering Vivian slowly did just that. As she sucked on the carriage driver, the warm semen on her face began to slowly descend, running down her flesh.

In a haste, the carriage driver took out his cock and fastened his trousers. "Come on!" He motioned.

Vivian slowly got up and followed the carriage driver to the carriage. She tried to wipe off the cum from her face with her forearm, still only one eye could peer forward due to the other being completely covered in semen. She succeeded in clearing some semen off her face, but most of it was just smeared into her skin. she began to get in the front of the carriage in the seat next to him.

"No, not here you idiot, in the back with the pigs and lay low."

Vivian almost cried, the thought of traveling as cargo with pigs was almost unthinkablely shameful to her. Yet the carriage driver was right, she would be spotted a mile away sitting in the front of the carriage in the nude.

"Don't you have a disguise for me?"

"I do but it's not what you are thinking."

"Get me a servant's dress!" Vivian demanded, her usual demanding self-showing through as she began to panic, a thread of semen dripped off of her chin.

"No time, listen, guards coming!" The carriage driver frantically motioned for her to get in the back.

Vivian heard the guards and immediately jumped in the back. As the pigs squealed and nuzzled Vivian with their noses, the carriage driver began to move the carriage forward.

"Disgusting animals!" Vivian said out loud.

"Shut up! Lay low!" The carriage driver harshly spoke as the carriage accelerated towards the palace gates.

***

9. Portia's Private Punishment

***

Cinderella woke up very slowly and stretched her arms. An army of women servants again helped her get dressed. Cinderella and the servant women spoke to each other pleasantly, each servant woman complimenting Cinderella's beauty, grace and wisdom. Once Cinderella was dressed the High Inquisitor was allowed into the room, he spoke in his usual serious and stern manner.

"The criminal is ready."

Cinderella let a wicked smile escape from her lips. Walking flanked with guards she was led to a private room near the dungeon. The heavy door was opened and Cinderella was let in alone. Inside the well-lit room was a sight that made Cinderella beam with happiness.

There she was her wicked stepsister Portia, her legs tied behind her head in the exact position Cinderella requested, and what a position it was. Portia was sitting on a small table, two large cuffs were locked around Portia's ankles and a chain stretched up all the way to the ceiling. Her hands were cuffed behind her back. Portia was grimacing in pain, the position she was in looked very unnatural for Portia. Portia's large posterior was highlighted, each of her holes open and visible. Portia's ass was bruised, and switch welts were everywhere. Portia was conscious, but barely. There was a cold bucket of ice water present, right next to a rack filled with various torture implements.

Cinderella heaved the bucket of ice water onto Portia. Portia's eyes opened wide and she began to scream, Cinderella laughed a wicked laugh as the full magnitude of Portia's predicament came to light.

"I CAN'T TAKE IT I'LL GO MAD, I'LL GO MAD, PLEASE!!" Portia screamed.

Cinderella quickly picked up a ball gag that lay next to the other torture devices and hastily plugged it into Portia's open screaming mouth and fastened it around her head tightly. Cinderella then picked up a switch and began to lightly hit it against her hand as she paced back and forth.

"Portia, Portia, Portia, look at you! You've been spanked in public in front of the whole aristocracy, you were viciously caned in front of the common people. Now finally, your last punishment...All alone with me. I see you're afraid you'll go mad, well Portia, you may. This will be very painful indeed. It's justice, though, for you have inflicted plenty of pain on me. I still have nightmares of the abuse that you put me through, there were times when I thought I would go mad. I still do think I will go mad sometimes. Portia, this is your final punishment I will give you, it will be an intimate punishment, only me and you. Your screams will be muffled and you are completely nude, in an uncomfortable position and completely helpless to stop what is going to happen to you. I am thankful that I will now see you in the most shameful vulnerable state you will ever be in. I will get great joy from this."

With those last words, Cinderella gave Portia a hard switch to her exposed ass. Cinderella could see Portia look scared and weak. She switched her again and again, muffled screams seeped out of Portia's ball gag. Portia's screams grew louder as Cinderella viciously switched each one of Portia's tender feet. Cinderella remembered how Portia screamed when she was hit across the feet earlier, Cinderella remembered her protest, "NOT THE FEET!" Now Portia couldn't protest, she couldn't move, aside from wiggling her feet as Cinderella struck her.

Cinderella calmly put her switch down and retrieved a whip. Cinderella cracked the whip in the air showcasing her competence with the item. Cinderella smiled when she saw Portia's teary eyes water. Portia's voice must have gone horse, because her screams were reduced to whimpers as Cinderella walked behind Portia and struck her back a few times with the heavy whip, leaving at least five red gashes. Cinderella dropped the whip and pulled Portia by her blond hair, she whispered in Portia's ear.

"I am done hitting you, besides that's not why I am here."

Cinderella then got a prod of some sort from the rack of torture items. She held it up to Portia's face. "This is a cattle prod, it's for branding. I am going to brand you with the letter "C." That stands for Cinderella, it's so you will always remember me." Cinderella smiled as Portia shook her head rapidly in a panic.

Cinderella walked towards the door of the room and handed the prod to a guard.

"He'll come back and the cattle prod will be glowing hot."

Portia wriggled her toes and screamed, then her movement stopped. She had fainted. Cinderella undid her gag and waited for the cattle prod. Finally, the guard returned with the glowing hot item. Cinderella waited for the guard to leave. Smiling she looked at the unconscious Portia. Cinderella swooned and smiled as she took the cattle prod and harshly pressed it against Portia's left buttock. Portia woke and let out a blood curdling scream, Cinderella laughed as smoke rose from Portia's roasting flesh.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, STOP, STOP, STOP!" Cinderella did. As Portia screamed and writhed Cinderella admired her handiwork. Cinderella smiling kicked the small table out from under Portia. Portia hung by the chain with her legs tied behind her head, her buttocks and feet pulverized, a fresh still smoking branded letter "C" placed prominently on her ass. Cinderella walked away as Portia hysterically screamed, cursing and pleading for forgiveness. Portia dangled completely broken, smoke still rising from her flesh.

Cinderella roughly closed the heavy door.

"How long should we leave her there like that your highness." A young guard asked tentatively.
"Not too much longer, I feel I may have been too harsh."

"Oh, Princess you are so merciful and kind." The guard retorted, flattering Cinderella.

Cinderella could still hear Portia's muffled screams from beyond the heavy door. She did feel slightly guilty, but then her mood was lifted by another guard approaching.

"I think your other stepsister is ready for you."

Cinderella walked off with glee, Portia's screams still resonating in the distance.

***

10. Evelynne The Gong Farmer

***

Cinderella was ushered out of the palace and into the courtyard. With two guards flanking her she was taken to a large stone tower, it was an older part of the palace. Next to the stone tower stood Evelynne, nude and cowering.

"Hello, servant!" Cinderella said smiling.

Evelynne could not look Cinderella in the eye. Cinderella patted Evelynne on the head and began to speak to her in a condescending voice.

"My dear, this is your last task as a servant, I hope you are overjoyed. Unfortunately, my dear, it isn't a pleasant task. You see this stone building, it was part of the original palace before there was a proper sewage system."

Cinderella smiled as Evelynne gritted her teeth, Cinderella continued to talk.

"Now in the olden days the people expelled their excrement into the bottom of a pit and some poor lad or lass would be tasked with "farming" this excrement."

Evelynne's back slid down the facade of the tower and she fell into a fetal position.

"No, no, no, no." She whispered to herself.

"Oh my dear, I think you've guessed right, today you will be given the unpleasant task of being a "gong farmer" you see the servants still use this tower to relieve themselves and it has gotten quite full." Cinderella smiled as two guards approached with a wheelbarrow and shovel.

"I won't... I can't... It is so beneath me." Evelynne said meekly.

"Well that is your choice, but I expect being drawn and quartered doesn't appeal to you either." Cinderella waved a small polite wave and shuffled off with a certain pep in her step, leaving Evelynne time to contemplate her fate.

Cinderella was taken to the top of the tower where she met a whole group of servants from Cinderella's former manor house.

"You think she's going to do it?" One of the servant's spoke with an anticipatory glee.

"I didn't give her much of a choice," Cinderella said smiling.

The servants and Cinderella laughed and spoke giddily about the punishments and humiliations that Cinderella's stepfamily had to endure. Cinderella told the servants about the branding of Portia and how she was left broken and in terrible pain.

A guard suddenly presented himself, "She's doing it!" He spoke smiling before saluting and rushing back down the steps.

Cinderella and the servants walked into the bathroom at the top of the tower. A stone seat with an opening was in the middle of the room. Cinderella and the servants crouched down and listened through the hole.

"The INDIGNITY! EEEEEEERRRRRGGGGGGG! DISGUSTING!" Evelynne was sloshing around in the servant's excrement, shoveling and loudly crying out.

Evelynne would have to constantly shovel in the dark room, each time she filled the wheelbarrow a servant would replace it with another one and take the filled one away.

"IT STINKS! I AM SUPPOSE TO BE THE PRINCESS, I HATE CINDERELLA! I'LL KILL HER!" Cinderella and the servants covered their mouths and laughed as Evelynne sloshed around shoveling excrement.

"Now...do it!" Cinderella motioned to one of the servant girls. Cinderella and the rest of the servants left the room. Smiling with giddy delight the remaining servant girl was left in the bathroom. She hiked up her dress and sat on the toilet. Then she relieved herself of both urine and feces.

"AHHHH WHAT THE... NO! NO! STOP!" The servant laughed hysterically. On the other side of the door, Cinderella and the rest of the servants also laughed hysterically.

"A DIRECT HIT! A DIRECT HIT!" The servant girl on the toilet cried out laughing.

From that point on each one of the servants took turns relieving themselves as Evelynne cleaned below, each time Evelynne burst into hysterics. "MY HAIR!" and "NOT MY EYE!" "IT GOT IN MY MOUTH, NOOOOO!" Were three highlights from Evelynne that caused Cinderella and the servants to scream with howling laughter.

Finally, after Evelynne had been cleaning the defecation for a multitude of hours, Cinderella and the servants could hear the shovel scraping against the ground, Evelynne was close to being done. It was finally Cinderella's turn. Cinderella sat on the cold stone toilet seat, smiling she looked up at the ceiling as she began to empty her bowels. Cinderella was highly satisfied as she heard Evelynne cry sobs of a defeated and crushed soul.

Cinderella wiped herself and with the servants descended down to meet Evelynne. The Servant's buckled over in laughter as they saw their former abusive master covered from head to toe in their shit. Evelynne was sobbing uncontrollably, muttering insane utterances. Evelynne was taken to the center of the palace courtyard and doused with bucket after bucket of ice water. The servants scrubbed every inch of her body as Cinderella watched with her arms folded. Evelynne was finally taken back to a dungeon cell, still nude but now clean. Her head was bowed, she shuffled her feet.

The High Inquisitor approached, "Hello your highness." He spoke to Cinderella.

"Hello to you, how goes Vivian's punishment?"

"Everything is working according to plan." Cinderella grinned, it was unfortunate that Cinderella would not be able to attend her stepmother's final punishment. Cinderella laughed to herself, an insane laugh of pure joy, she was thinking about the utter disgrace her stepmother was about to make of herself. Cinderella mentally patted herself on the back for concocting such a clever scheme to punish her evil stepmother.

***

11. Vivian the Pig

***

"Quickly put on this mask." The carriage driver hastily handed Vivian what looked like a dried pig nose with a strap on it.

Vivian in the back of the carriage getting kneaded by pig snouts, shouted out, "What is this, why do you have it?"

"You think this is my first time smuggling a prisoner out of the palace? I've got one more part to the costume if you want to pass the checkpoint you better listen to me!" The gruff carriage driver spoke.

Vivian let out a deep breath and put the pig nose mask on her face. "This is so humiliating!" Vivian spoke out in anger.

"Well, you're going to hate the next part then." The carriage driver handed Vivian a strange item.

Vivian stared at the item, then shuttered when she realized what it was. It was a pig's tail attached to a metal rod with a round ball on the end.

"You don't expect me to...?" Vivian had fear in her voice.

"It goes in your ass, it'll slide right out of your other hole." The carriage driver said with confidence.

"I WILL NOT DO IT!" Vivian yelled.

"You better, or I am letting you off right now, I am not going to go to prison on behalf of your pride. PUT ON THE TAIL, OR WE DON'T PASS THE CHECK-POINT!" The carriage driver was forceful.

Vivian was harshly pushed by a pig's snout and fell over on her side. Vivian got up and prepped her hair.

"Hurry up! The checkpoint is coming up. Listen I've done this before if you want to not get caught listen to me!"

Vivian gritting her teeth let out a deep breath and inserted the tail into her anus. Her eye's watered from the discomfort.

"THIS BETTER WORK!" Vivian screamed.

A few minutes later the carriage started to slow. The Carriage driver spoke to Vivian, "Lay low, hopefully, he won't look too closely."

The carriage stopped, an inspector greeted the carriage, driver. "Like always pigs to a village, every day pigs to a village." The carriage driver laughed nervously.

"They stink more than usual today, look at these filthy pigs, one of em' looks sick." The inspector said in a disgusted voice. He prodded Vivian in the side with a stick of some sort.

Vivian's heart was racing, being discovered attempting to escape with a pig's snout strapped to her nose and a pigtail butt-plug would lead to unimaginable humiliation and shame. Vivian closed her eyes as she felt a sinking feeling that the inspector was looking over her.

"Go on your way, there will be another inspector at the pig pen, we've heard rumors that criminals escape on these carts, we have to be careful." The inspector said.

"You can never be too careful!" The carriage driver said as he pulled at the reigns of the carriage and the horses started pulling the cart again.

As soon as the carriage was well out of earshot of the inspector Vivian cried out, "What did he mean, another inspector at the pig pen?"

"I don't know, never had that before." The carriage driver said nervously.

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN NEVER HAD THAT BEFORE!" Vivian screamed as a pig squealed and hit its snout hard against Vivian's ribs.

Vivian let out a painful grunt then the carriage driver spoke again, "Be calm, just keep calm, don't lose your cool, it'll turn out alright." The carriage driver didn't sound confident.

Vivian's eyes peeked over the edge of the carriage, her eye's darted she wanted to jump out of the carriage and escape, yet already there were farmers in the fields. The carriage was approaching the town. The area looked familiar.

"What town is this?"

"I think they call it Keshire."

Vivian's eyes widened, horror fell over her. This was the town in which her manor resided. She knew everyone in this town. She at one point was the most prominent resident. All the citizens of this town despised her for her treatment of her servants and her smug attitude. Vivian had always considered herself a cut above the common rabble of Keshire and enjoyed feeling superior. Now she was being taken to the village she had just recently been a resident in, as a pig! Vivian breathed heavily as the carriage turned up towards Keshire.

"STOP YOUR FRANTIC BREATHING, ITS MY ASS ON THE LINE TOO!" The carriage driver shouted as Vivian became frozen in fear.

The carriage approached the pig pen. Sure enough another inspector came out.

"Hello, sir, what is the meaning of this? I already had my carriage inspected." The carriage driver said nervously.

"Were you not told, did you not hear? There have been attempts at smuggling criminals in the past, we've ramped up our security. Let the pigs out in the pen, if anything is left in the carriage, then we'll know if you've been smuggling something or someone." The inspector directed.

As the carriage driver backed in Vivian was shivering, she felt like her heart was going to explode. She remembered just a few months ago, she believed her or one of her daughters would marry the Prince and she would be transported to a life of luxury and hedonism, now she was certainly going to be caught, nude with a pig snout mask on her face and a pigtail butt plug shoved in her rear-end.

The back end of the carriage was opened, a ramp was attached to the carriage and the pigs began to slowly move towards the pen. Vivian was now about to burst into tears, in a desperate attempt to avoid capture began to slowly move with the pigs. As Vivian crawled down the ramp she felt shivers go down her spine.

"Move pigs, move!" A farmhand woman directed.

Vivian felt her knees and hands press into the soft and disgusting mud of the pig pen. The inspector walked right past her and started to inspect the carriage. "Maybe, just maybe this may work, once no one is watching I'll make my break for it."

"Pig slop here, pig slop, come and get it pigs!" A farm hand poured buckets of disgusting leftover food into a pig trough all the way across the pen.

To Vivian's horror the masses of pigs rushed towards the slop, Vivian's entire escape plan hinged on blending in with the pigs. Vivian crawled as fast as she could towards the slop, she pushed her way through two pigs and put her face into the trough, her nose touching the disgusting foul-smelling food. Pigs nudged her and Vivian imitating the movements of the pigs nudged back.

All the pigs stood in a line passionately eating their disgusting food. Vivian stood out like a sore thumb, her naked human buttocks were adorned by a pigtail, Vivian imitated a pig well, but she was no pig. Yet, Vivian didn't seem to be noticed.

"It's working, it really is working!" Vivian thought to herself. She continued to imitate the pigs, she nudged her ass into the pigs and moved her head up and down simulating their eating. Vivian felt very clever until she heard someone standing by the pig through break out into laughter. Then she heard, "Hush, she'll find out we know."

Vivian looked up and froze, the entire town was surrounding the pig pen, Vivian's eyes widened, she stood up and threw off her pig snout mask and pulled out her painful pigtail butt-plug. Then she started convulsing and screaming in the middle of the pig pen. The crowd was laughing hysterically, pointing and jeering. Her nostrils infrared and face contorted in a rage Vivian looked around her, still pounding her fists and stomping her feet. Vivian saw the carriage driver and the inspector laughing. Then it hit her. The sad, pathetic truth. This entire ordeal was orchestrated by Cinderella. All this time that Vivian felt she had the upper hand was a ruse to humiliate her. From the fellatio, she performed to the whole carriage ride, the snout mask and the pigtail, all part of the plan. Vivian looked up into the sky, pulling at her hair she screamed in agony. Just then a pig ran into her taking out her legs. Vivian fell spread-eagle into the mud. It was right then and there that Vivian lost what little composure she had, she kicked and screamed like a spoiled child, blubbering and pulling at her hair. It was in this inglorious state that Vivian was again cuffed into a humiliating "hog tie" and put back into the carriage to be taken back to the palace as a prisoner in the same dungeon cell, she came from.

***

12. The Hall of Shame

***

It had been days, maybe weeks, Portia, Evelynne and Vivian were all nude in a small dungeon cell. Cinderella was told that Portia had recently been able to sit, her buttocks were healing nicely. Vivian hadn't spoken, aside from cursing and flying into a blind rage when a guard taunted her by making an "oink" sound. Evelynne had been given a sponge and a bucket, she had been routinely cleaning herself daily, complaining that she permanently stunk.

Cinderella was going to visit them and tell them some good news. Some of the ladies of the palace had been hard at work playing match-maker. Cinderella was going to offer her stepfamily an ultimatum, either marry the minor lords chosen by the ladies of the palace, or stay in the palace as servants. Cinderella knew what the easy choice was and knew that the women would take the deal. First, however, there would be one more small indignity that the women would have to face. A small hall was being added to the palace, it was to be for public use. This hall would be called the "Hall of Shame." Various paintings and sculptures were commissioned, Cinderella's stepfamily would be the first inductees.

It was quite a cruel idea. Cinderella didn't like the fact that her stepfamily would remain a small footnote in the kingdom's history, she wanted their humiliations to resonate for generations. So she concluded that they should be painted and sculpted in poses from their various humiliations. It was one last indignity and seeing as the three were about to be let go, betrothed to minor lords, how could they refuse Cinderella's request?

Cinderella approached the dungeon cell, her arms folded. "Ladies may I have your attention."

"Let us go, please let us go!" Portia pleaded.

"Do I stink?" Evelynne looked at Cinderella with a worried expression.

Vivian scowled furiously at Cinderella, her fists were clenched.

"I have a proposal to make. I have found husbands for all three of you, don't worry they are not commoners, they are minor Lords. They have some peculiarities, but judging by your recent humiliations you all should count yourself lucky to have them."

Portia and Evelynne looked excited, Portia began to speak, "OH, MERCI..." She was interrupted by Vivian. "What's the catch?"

Cinderella cleared her throat, "One more minor indignity if you will allow me I have commissioned some painters to paint portraits of all three of you."

"That's it?" Evelynne said inquisitively.

"Well, you will have to be painted re-enacting a portion of your punishment." Cinderella covered her mouth with her hand and giggled as the three women protested mightily.

"Do you want husbands? A new life? Or do you want to remain here in this palace forever, again and again punished in the most sinister ways?" Cinderella smiled and narrowed her eyes, as the protests died down.

"Do you all agree?" Cinderella asked her stepfamily.

Portia said, "Will I be struck again?"

"No, no you will just pose," Cinderella reassured her youngest stepsister.

"Okay, I'll do it," Portia said.

"Me too." Evelynne agreed.

"I only agree to this, so I can live another day to topple you and pay you back for all of the pain you caused me."

"I know stepmother, I know, it's fine with me, I expect nothing less from you."

The three women were led handcuffed to the new addition of the palace, there they were all three told to stand in the middle of a gallery. Slowly three artists moved into the gallery with their easels and painting materials. A stool was brought and placed next to Portia. A servant came with a bucket of brown paint and started painting Evelynne.

"What are you doing!" Evelynne shouted.

"Don't worry it's not real dung, I am just making you look like you did that day you were our little naked gong farmer."

Evelynne looked down, her face twisted into a face of utter defeat and humiliation.

"Perfect stay just like that." The servant woman told Evelynne.

Eveylnne was uncuffed, she stood in the nude covered in brown paint.

"It truly, truly looks like shit, good job!" Cinderella clapped as Evelynne's painter started painting.

A large servant lady sat on the stool, Portia was released from her handcuffs.

"Get over my lap!" The large servant woman sitting on the stool said.

Portia looked terrified.

"Don't worry I'm not actually going to spank you, you just need to get over my lap.

Portia did as she was told, shuddering as her mind relived the public spanking she endured in the courtroom.

"Okay Portia bend one leg up and grab the stool with your hands, I want you to grimace like you are in real pain," Cinderella called out. Portia did as she was told, she was now glowing red in the face.

"Perfect, keep that blush going." Cinderella looked at Portia naked posing on a woman's lap her leg bent at the knee. Portia's painter began to paint her.

"Okay Vivian, you are not going to like this, but we are going to have to put that pig snout mask on again and put that pigtail butt plug back in your butt."

Vivian looked angry as a servant approached with the two items. Vivian swiped them out of the servant's hand. "I will do it myself!" Vivian said with a tone of pure hate.

Vivian quickly put on the pig snout mask, but shivered and hesitated before putting the butt-plug back in.

"Okay Vivian, now get on your hands and knees," Cinderella said, nearly laughing.

Vivian lowered herself onto her hands and knees, she was shaking with rage.

"Just be lucky we aren't painting you sucking on a commoner's prick!" Cinderella said laughing.

***

13. The Minor Lords Arrive

***

Again Cinderella let her stepfamily stew, contemplating their now sad lives. Wailing and weeping, they begged for release. Cinderella secretly had a vent installed leading all the way from the dungeon cell where her stepfamily stayed to her quarters. When Cinderella felt a surge of sadism rise up in her, she would open the vent and press her ear up against it, that way Cinderella could hear all the complaints, cursing, weeping and pathetic indignation from her stepfamily she wanted.
Yet eventually the day finally arrived, the minor lords that the ladies of the kingdom had found for Cinderella's stepfamily were at the palace and ready to meet their future brides. Cinderella's stepfamily was to be dressed and made-up nicely for their future husbands. Cinderella, the minor lords, and Cinderella's stepfamily would all meet in one of the many grand halls. Cinderella felt a bittersweet feeling about finally getting rid of her stepfamily. Cinderella hated them, but she so enjoyed torturing them.

Cinderella sat next to the three minor lords in large chairs, waiting for her stepfamily to be escorted into the grand hall. She smiled and talked to them, all three of them seemed pleasant and kind.

"The three criminals have arrived." A guard spoke to Cinderella.

"Bring them in." Cinderella motioned with her hand.

The three women were brought in wearing fine gowns, their faces made-up their nails painted. Cinderella looked at the three minor lords, they were all elated looking at their future brides. Portia and Evelynne even manage to grin and courtesy.

"Welcome, ladies! Are you not happy? Look at these three handsome men!" Cinderella said as the three women approached.

Vivian swallowed, "What is the catch?" She sneered.

"We'll get to the catch later, first let me introduce the gentlemen."

"First we have Portia's future husband if she so chooses to marry him." Cinderella motioned for the first man to stand.

He was a large man with a barrel chest, he was hairy but well-groomed. He was tall and strong.

"This is Lord Delron, you can certainly appreciate his manly handsomeness, he routinely wins lifting contests and drinking contests, he has a large estate, filled with all the luxuries you are accustom to."

Portia looked sheepishly at the man, clearly smitten.

"Next we have Lord Alderson, who if she accepts will be Evelynne's future husband." Cinderella motioned for the second man to stand.

An extremely handsome, tall and well-dressed man stood, his black hair was neatly groomed, he stood straight and formally bowed politely towards Evelynne.

Evelynne looked down but cracked a smile.

"Finally we have the dignified Lord Telware. If she chooses, Vivian's future husband." Cinderella motioned.

An older dignified looking gentleman stood up, he was handsome as well, he wore a monocle and riding boots. Vivian refused to look at him, in a huff she turned away. The minor lord's eyes narrowed, he was perturbed by the slight.

"Okay ladies, I have informed these men of your crimes and indignities that you have suffered and yet they still wish to have you as brides. I assume you all will want a few months of courtship to decide if you really love these men and they really love you. So I have arranged for you all to stay in an all expenses paid private home, nearby each one of each of the lord's private manors. They will court you for marriage. If you choose to not accept however you will be brought back here and used by me, as a servant for the rest of your days."

A seriousness was seen the eyes in all three members of Cinderella's tortured stepfamily.

Cinderella began to speak again. "Now as my stepmother has been waiting for...is the catch. You see all these men have had a terrible time finding a bride, each one of them has a peculiar fetish and the desire to be monogamous. They won't see prostitutes, therefore it is absolutely necessary that their wives please them regularly... I will have each man stand and state his peculiar fetish and then the women are to accept or not accept courtship with this man."

Cinderella smirked as she saw her stepfamily looking nervous. Then she spoke again. "Lord Delron state your peculiar fetish."

Lord Delron stood and nervously spoke, "I...I...I...just can't be satisfied without having a ladies tongue caress my...my... rectum."

Lord Delron sat down, Cinderella smiled and looked at Portia who looked like she was deep in thought and scared. Cinderella called for Lord Alderon to rise.

Very confidently Lord Alderon spoke. "I simply cannot achieve satisfaction with a woman, unless she acts as furniture, a table, a chair, a leg rest...something like that. I hope this lady is open to this idea because there have been many ladies who have not."

Cinderella looked at Evelynne, whose eyes are darting, clearly she was confused. Cinderella ordered Lord Telware to stand up.

Lord Telware was not nervous, he spoke in a booming low voice. "For reasons I do not know, I am obsessed with the idea of training a woman to act privately as a dog."

Cinderella laughed and looked over at her stepmother Vivian, who was gritting her teeth and clenching her fists, her face was red and Cinderella would not have been surprised if she exploded.

"Now ladies, you must all now agree or not agree to be courted by these men. I will ask you formally. Portia does you agree?"

Portia looking down at the marble floor meekly said. "Yes."

"Evelynne, do you agree?"

Evelynne looked up at her possible suitor and then down at the floor. "Yes."

"Vivian, do you agree?"

Vivian remained silent, saying nothing.

"Okay guards, strip her and take her back to her cell," Cinderella ordered.

"No,, no I agree!" Vivian said loudly in a panic, her voice echoing through the great hall.

Cinderella clapped, "We have matches! I am so happy. Just one more thing." Cinderella's stepfamily looked nervous. "Just one more minor indignity, and for my own peace of mind, I must know that these men are pleasured in the way that they please. I would like my step family to strip every garment off their body and stand naked before their future husbands and prove that they are willing to please them."

Each one of Cinderella's stepfamily looked shocked.

"RIGHT HERE, RIGHT NOW!" Evelynne stomped her foot.

Portia swallowed wide-eyed and began to undress. Vivian snarling with rage did so as well. Evelynne finally caught up and took off her gown as well. After they were done dressing each one of them covered their privates and were led to stand in front of their prospective husbands. Each one was directed to put their hands at their side and stand up straight.

"Direct them gentlemen, ask for whatever you need," Cinderella told the three minor lords.

Lord Delron looked at Portia, nervously he said, "Can you...get on your knees, I'll pull down my pants."

Portia got onto her knees, her branded "C" very visible on her now otherwise healed ass. Lord Delron pulled off his pants to reveal his large hairy cock. He sat down and pulled his legs up exposing his hairy asshole. Portia knew what she was to do. She put her tongue out and slowly moved towards Lord Delron's anus. She closed her eyes as her tongue hit his asshole. Passionately as she could muster she licked Lord Delron's asshole. He moaned in pleasure and became erect.

"I am going to need a couch of some sort, I would like to watch this debauchery from a comfortable position with my feet up," Lord Alderon stated to the guards, who promptly brought in a couch.

Lord Alderon sat down, from his seat he said to Evelynne, "If you will, would you please get on all fours in front of me so that I may rest my feet?"

Evelynne shuttered but did as she was told. Lord Alderon propped his feet up on Evelynne's upper back. He looked at Cinderella and spoke to her, "I wouldn't mind company, your highness."

"Certainly, Cinderella curtseyed and sat next to Lord Alderon putting her feet up on Evelynne's lower back and buttocks area.

"Look at her go?" Cinderella remarked at Portia who was on her knees digging her tongue into Lord Delron's anus as he moaned in pleasure. Lord Alderon laughed.

Lord Telware had requested something from the guards. When the guards returned they brought with them what looked like the pigtail butt plug re-purposed with a longer more canine looking tail and a leash. Lord Telware ordered Vivian, "The necessary items are here, down on your knees, I am collaring you."

Vivian nude and shivering lowered herself to her knees. Lord Telware collared her with a leash already attached. "Put your head down and your ass up." Vivian slowly lowered herself, exposing her backside. Lord Telware promptly inserted the butt plug into Vivian, she groaned in discomfort.

"Come on, let's go for a walk," Lord Telware said as he pulled on the leash, leading Vivian briskly around in circles like a dog.

"This is just fantastic!" Cinderella cried out with glee.

Cinderella was nudged by Lord Alderon. "Look at Portia, she seems to be enjoying herself."

Cinderella's jaw dropped and she smiled wide as she saw that Portia was furiously masturbating herself as she licked at Lord Delron's asshole, she moaned in pleasure. Lord Delron called out, "Dirty girl, dirty girl!" As he started to jack himself off.

"Do you want me to do anything?" Evelynne said meekly, only to be rebuked by Lord Alderon,

"Leg rests don't speak dear."

"Role over!" Lord Telware ordered to Vivian. Vivian did nothing, she looked frozen staring up at Lord Telware from her knees. Lord Telware dropped the leash in disgust. Vivian, looking panicked, then did as she was told, she rolled over.

"Listen, dear, you are going to have to play this part better." Lord Telware said in frustration.

"I want your arms up like a puppy does, like this." Lord Telware bent his arms at the elbow and bent his wrists. "I want you panting as well."

Vivian did as she was told, her eye watered as she panted like a dog, she could hear Cinderella's taunting giggling in the background. "Okay good, now speak!" Lord Telware ordered.

Vivian barked meekly, "Louder!" Vivian barked in a much louder voice, "Speak" Vivian barked again. Cinderella was nearly crying she was laughing so much. Lord Alderon was laughing slightly as well. "These people are indeed strange." He said out loud.

Cinderella was enjoying Lord Delron and Portia's exchange, both parties were truly enjoying themselves. Portia's "C" brand jiggled hypnotically as she put forth tremendous effort into licking Lord Delron's asshole. Lord Delron seemed like he was about to cum.

"Wag your tail!" Lord Telware ordered to Vivian. Vivian promptly wagged her ass from side to side. Lord Telware then said, "It's time for some play."

Lord Telware produced a bone from his pocket and threw it, Vivian chased after it and returned it to lord Telware. "I want a turn!" Cinderella cried out.

"Give the bone to Cinderella," Lord Telware ordered, Vivian slowly crawled over to Cinderella and placed the bone on Evelynne's back. Cinderella threw the bone and Vivian went after it, giving Lord Alderon and Cinderella a view of her tail laden backside. Just then Lord Alderon nudged Cinderella to look at Portia.

Cinderella could see Portia was near orgasm, she was wildly licking Lord Delron's anus, Lord Delron red in the face was furiously jacking himself off. Finally, the two seemed to have a simultaneous orgasm Semen squirted all over, most of it landing on Portia's face and hair. "OH, OOOOOOOHHHHHHH, FUCK!" Portia screamed out as she collapsed, semen dripping down her forehead and in her hair.

Again Lord Alderon nudged Cinderella and pointed at Vivian. Cinderella was shocked to see Vivian humping Lord Telware's leg. "Hurry up my pet." Lord Telware looked at a watch as Vivian humped him, Vivian was both in intense pleasure and intensely angry.

Cinderella then looked down at human foot rest, only to notice that she too was playing with herself with her free hand. Cinderella nudged lord Alderon, "What is she doing!" He called out in indignation, "Footrests don't do that!"

All of a sudden the great hall doors swung open with a fury. It was the Prince. He stormed up to Cinderella.

"WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS!"

Cinderella was scared, she took her feet off of Evelynne. "Sorry my Prince, I am just having some fun."

"THIS KIND OF HEDONISTIC DEBAUCHERY I EXPECT FROM THE OTHERS, BUT NOT YOU!"

"I will end this at once," Cinderella said meekly.

"Wait, were you resting your feet on your step sister, the one that I nearly married, and is she masturbating?" The Prince said inquisitively.

"Yes," Cinderella said meekly.

Cinderella tried to hide a smile as she saw that Evelynne was so humiliated she was dumbfounded, her mouth moved, but no words came out. The Prince, that she still coveted was seeing her used as a piece of human furniture. Cinderella patted her human footrest on the head.

Vivian began to let out whimpers, she too was having an orgasm.

"DISGUSTING!" The Prince called out as he left the room.

Cinderella's stepfamily slowly got dressed, each one of them red in the face from shame.

"Well, I guess this is goodbye," Cinderella said to her stepfamily.

"I will be checking on you on a yearly basis, to make sure your husbands are happy with you," Cinderella said as the women were led to their carriages.

Cinderella had a sinking feeling that she had disappointed the Prince, she hoped she explain the situation to the Prince and that he would forgive her.

***

14. Cinderella is "Punished" by the Prince

***

Cinderella's mind raced, she had disappointed the Prince. She was not looking forward to the discussion she would have with the Prince. Cinderella entered her quarters looking down at her feet, the Prince sat on the bed, looking angry.

"What was the meaning of that DEBAUCHERY!" the Prince said harshly.

"I was punishing my step family, you know how cruel they are."

"Then PUNISH them quickly and harshly, do not draw it out in such a perverse manner."

"I wanted to have fun." Cinderella's voice cracked as she spoke.

"Despite what you see in this palace, being a high ranking royal does not mean you get to do whatever you want!"

"What am I suppose to do then? What is my role, to look pretty?"

"Are you being insolent?!"

Cinderella looked at the Prince. "No."

"Yes your job is to look pretty, it is to set an example. You are beautiful, and when I met you, you seemed to be pure of heart. Now, months into your reign as Princess your heart has been defiled."

"I am bored! I have no ROLE, no work, nothing to do when you are gone!" Cinderella pouted.

"Would you rather go back to being a servant? Because I can make that happen, I WILL make that happen." The Prince said sternly.

"Please, no!"

"Take off your gown, and get over my lap!" The Prince ordered Cinderella.

Huffing Cinderella disrobed herself and stood in front of the Prince letting him admire her body. She was tall, 5'7" with an elegant and sleek body, wonderfully made up flowing blonde hair and piercing blue eyes. She looked like the quintessential Princess. Cinderella promptly draped herself over his lap.

"Are you going to spank me?" Cinderella said, her ass squarely on the Prince's lap.

"You must be punished." The Prince rolled up his sleeves.

Cinderella could feel the Prince's cock harden and she herself began to become aroused.

Suddenly Cinderella felt a hard slap to her ass, then another. She couldn't help but grunt in pain and kick her legs. The Prince harshly grabbed Cinderella's hair lifting her head up forcing her to look forward. The Prince continued to spank Cinderella's ass cheeks.

"OW, OOOH, OUUUUW, OUW, OOOOO, STOP!, STOP! NO! YOU, YOU, I HATE YOU!"

Cinderella pouted and complained as the Prince's hand harshly slapped her ass.

The prince stopped briefly, Cinderella breathing, apologized again.

The Prince stopped briefly and started to feel around Cinderella's crotch. "Wet I see!"

Cinderella moaned in pleasure, gyrating her hips into the Prince's hand. The Prince gripped Cinderella's hair tighter and resumed his spanking.

"AAAAAHHHHHH, GOD! AH, STOP!"

Cinderella was aroused by the spanking, but she did want it to stop, she kicked wildly until she realized it was of no use.

"OW, OW, STOP, STOP!" Cinderella yelled as the Prince continued spanking the Princess.

"I'll suck your cock, please stop, I'll suck your cock!" The Prince continued to spank Cinderella but then stopped.

"That's very unbecoming of a Princess to say. Do you really want to suck my cock?"

Cinderella swallowed, she had not performed fellatio on the Prince yet, although she often fantasized about it. Up until this point, Cinderella had been bored by her sex life with the Prince. "Yes, I do." She said meekly.

"Get on your knees."

Cinderella slid off the Prince's lap and he pulled his trousers down just enough to expose his rock hard cock. For a few seconds Cinderella stared at the large vein covered cock, she couldn't think of an elegant way to begin giving the Prince's head. She dabbed her tongue on the head of the Prince's cock, her eyes darted up and she noticed the Prince's impatience. Cinderella enveloped the Prince's rock-hard prick in her mouth and began bobbing her head.

Cinderella looked up at the Prince as she sucked him off, trying to read his facial expressions to make sure she was pleasing him. The Prince slightly moaned in pleasure, which prompted Cinderella to start bobbing her head faster and deeper on his cock. Cinderella's hand slid down and started caressing her swollen and wet vagina. Cinderella moaned on the Prince's erect member, which caused the Prince to cry out in pleasure.

Pre-cum started seeping out of the Prince and into Cinderella's mouth. Cinderella liked the taste and started moving her tongue over the Prince's cock while it was in her mouth. Cinderella was now bobbing her head at a furious pace. The Prince grabbed her ears and Cinderella moved even faster as the Prince tugged at her. The Prince's cock penetrated deeply down Cinderella's throat causing her to gag slightly. The Prince seemed ready to cum.

Then the Prince lifted Cinderella by the shoulders, bringing her to her feet. He turned her around and told her to lay on the bed. Cinderella did, she masturbated herself furiously moaning as the Prince went over to a chest of drawers and pulled out some rope.

"I've been saving this for an occasion like today." Said the Prince smiling, holding up the long rope to Cinderella's face.

The Prince tied each one of Cinderella's legs spread eagle to either bedpost. Then tore Cinderella's hands away from her clit and tied each one of her hands to the upper bed posts. Cinderella struggled in her bondage, her fluid was soaking the bed beneath her.

The Prince took off his pants and put his cock up to Cinderella's mouth, Cinderella opened her mouth and took the Prince's cock. The Prince hovered over her and fucked her face, Cinderella convulsed and gagged as the Prince harshly humped her face. Cinderella breathed heavily when he finally took his member out of his mouth. Cinderella swooned and moaned as he rubbed his cock all over her face, smearing it with her saliva. Eventually, the Prince began to jerk himself off, pointing his erect cock at Cinderella's face. Cinderella knew that she was going to get doused with semen. The thought made her even more aroused, yet she was also nervous, having never had semen in her face before.

Cinderella lightly caressed the Prince's balls with her tongue as she closed her eyes waiting for her face to be splashed with his spunk. "Cum, on me, do it cum on me!" She cried out. As soon as those words left her mouth she felt drops of semen spray her face. First her left eye then her right, her mouth and then her tits. She was covered in thick semen. Pooling over her eyes, her mouth and chest. Cinderella was afraid to open her eyes. She was nude, tied spread eagle with semen all over her face and chest. The Prince seemed to be cleaning himself up.

Vivian got glances from her children, they had not yet been privy to Vivian's punishments. Even Portia and Evelynne seemed to take pity on the once proud Vivian as she posed for a painting, dressed as a pig.

Vivian's painter sat down and began painting. Cinderella whispered into Vivian's painter's ear. "Make another one after this, where she's giving fellatio to a commoner, I'll put that up in the gallery was well."
As the painting continued Cinderella paced around the room admiring her stepfamily as they posed motionless in various states of humiliation. When one of them moved Cinderella admonished them.

"There will be sculptures based on these paintings as well."

Cinderella noticed that all three members of her step family were silently crying as they posed. Just when Cinderella thought their tear ducts had dried up permanently, they impressed her by continuing to cry. Cinderella got a rag and dabbed each one of her step family's tears. She couldn't resist making an "oink" sound when walking by her stepmother, this caused her stepmother to sob. Cinderella thought it amusing the way her pigtail butt-plug danced to her stepmother's sobs.

"What are you doing?" Cinderella asked from her vulnerable position.

"Diplomatic meeting, I'll be back in about two hours give or take."

"You're just going to leave me like this!" Cinderella struggled gyrating her hips, clearly still very much aroused Cinderella needed a release.

"I'll be back in two hours." The Prince left shutting the door behind him.

Cinderella squirmed, the thick spunk drying on her face, she desperately wanted a free hand to caress herself to orgasm, yet her bondage was too tight. Cinderella squirmed writhed and moaned. She replayed her latest sexual experience with the Prince in her head. This was a new side of the Prince she had not seen before. Cinderella liked it, she would have to get on his bad side more often. It certainly would be less boring.

It was two hours on the dot when the Prince came back. He immediately felt Cinderella's crotch.

"I see you are still wet."

Cinderella moaned, "Fuck me!" she cried out.

The Prince lowered himself so that his face was in Cinderella's crotch. He began licking her clit, Cinderella moaned and bucked her hips, it was intensely pleasurable, but it wasn't what she wanted. "FUCK ME!" Cinderella moaned.

The Prince lifted up his now wet face and pulled out a knife, he cut Cinderella free and rolled her over on her stomach. He pulled Cinderella's ass up, Cinderella's ass was high in the air, her face was still pressed against the bed. Cinderella moaned as the Prince slowly inserted his massive erect cock into her vagina. She felt his large hands grab onto her hips and the Prince began to slowly fuck her.

"FASTER, HARDER!" Cinderella moaned, the Prince compiled.

The Prince spanked her. "YES, YES, YES!" Cinderella cried out.

The Prince roughly grabbed Cinderella's hair and pulled her neck back, forcing her to look forward. Cinderella moaned and kicked. The Prince lightly grunted as he roughly fucked the Princess.

Suddenly Cinderella felt a great wave of pleasure go through her body, she contorted and writhed on the Prince's cock. "IT FEELS SO GOOD!" She screamed out as she felt spurt after spurt of semen enters her. The Prince continued to fuck Cinderella until he was spent.

Cinderella collapsed onto her stomach, her hair was a mess, multiple handprints could be seen on her ass. Cinderella babbled pleasantries towards the Prince as she began to fall asleep, the Prince's semen softly trickling out of her vagina as she lay in the bed.

***

15. Reports from The Minor Lords

***

Months passed since Cinderella last saw her stepfamily. The Prince continued to leave of extended diplomatic and military missions. When the Prince was gone Cinderella meticulously worked on the "Hall of Shame." Each day she revisited her step family's gruesome and cruel humiliations. The overarching feeling of palace life was still emptiness and boredom. Yet Cinderella could never again go back to being a simple servant girl. Once when Cinderella was taking a trip into town to make one of her monthly speeches she heard a curious speech by a riled up common woman. The speech struck a nerve in Cinderella and although she didn't like the contents of the roaring speech she nonetheless was fascinated by it.

"Why do we toil! Why do we toil 16 hours a day six days a week during the harvest season? Why do we do it? It certainly isn't for ourselves! We only keep enough of our crops to barely keep us alive, to barely maintain our humble dwellings! Humble dwellings that we do not own! All of this money and profit goes straight to the palace! WHY? What do they do with all of our money, all of our taxes? Very little for us, I say! They never work, they never lift a finger, they never do any labor! However, they may do whatever they please! They may punish innocents for their own amusement! They may have wild orgies and huge banquets! Every night more and more elaborate festivities are had at the palace! Why do we work to our bone, all so they can live life without a single sacrifice, without a single hardship? It is high time the common people of this kingdom rise up and demand that we get something back from the palace! It is high time, we rise up and demand that our government be accountable to the majority of the people! The merchants, the professionals, all of those not lucky enough to be born into the aristocracy join the farmers, join the laborers and rebel!"

The woman making the speech seemed to get a rise out of the crowd. Later that night Cinderella learned that the woman was arrested and promptly executed for her speech. Cinderella was briefly depressed about the state of the kingdom until she distracted herself by joining a grand ball in ballroom #1. Cinderella felt she had no choice, much of what the common woman said was true, but Cinderella couldn't find it within herself to actually help those people, she was fully entrenched in her own debauchery just like every single other member of the royal family.

***

Cinderella had ordered the three future husbands of Portia, Evelynne, and Vivian to write a report to Cinderella on how their wives were "performing" and how happy they were with them. Cinderella was thrilled when she got the first report detailing how her step-family was faring. First she read the letter from Lord Delron.

To Cinderella

Portia is performing excellently, she licks my asshole clean almost every night! She seems to enjoy it, although she does complain of my hair getting in her mouth. Sometimes I oblige her and fuck her, although I do not wish to have any children just yet so all the sex so far has been performed anally. She does seem to like this and regularly pleasures herself while I fuck her.

She does display bratty behaviors on occasion, but I have managed to suppress her behaviors by giving her spankings. Sometimes she treats the servants poorly if I catch her doing this I allow the servant to administer a bare-bottom spanking. I got this idea from you! It really is an excellent tool to control her behavior. Thank you! After spankings, she is usually very well behaved and apologetic. I couldn't be happier with Portia, and I believe she is happy as well.

-Lord Delron.

***

Cinderella read the letter from Lord Alderon.

To Cinderella

Evelynne is performing her duty as my personal human furniture excellently. I especially enjoy her when I have company, for at least the first hour or so of my parties she must be a chair, or a footrest, or a table. Afterward, I allow her to get dressed and join the party. The guests are very amused by her and she is a good hostess. Although I do think she is very stupidly humiliated by her noble act of imitating furniture for my house guests. I hope over time she will simply let go of her ego and perform her duties without pain, for it is indeed an elegant thing to see a naked woman act as an inanimate piece of furniture.

Unfortunately, Evelynne does have desires to be fucked and fondled. I find women grotesque, but I must say I do oblige her. As I fuck her I concentrate on my chest of drawers for which I find exceedingly handsome while she closes her eyes and most certainly imagines the Prince is fucking her. I know this because she yells out "Prince, oh my Prince" while she is in the throes of her own lust. I must say I find it quite amusing.

-Lord Alderon.

***

Smiling Cinderella opened the final letter from Lord Telware.

To Cinderella

There is much to say about my wife Vivian. She is still being trained, but soon she will fully and wholeheartedly take on the part of my pet. She was resistant at first, so I put her in my kennel and did not allow her to sleep at the foot of my bed. There she plotted to murder me, although her plan was pathetic. You see she tried to seduce five of my male servants, she offered them sex in exchange for letting her into my manor while I slept with a knife, the silly puppy wanted to kill me. All five men fucked her at the same time. I was able to ascertain the details, one of my servant's pricks went into her vagina, another into her asshole, her mouth took yet another and both hands apparently were busy yanking at two more pricks. They made a complete mess of her, ejaculating all over her body. The men, of course, informed me of the plot immediately after they copulated with her. Since then Vivian has been more taken with her training. Although disappointingly her hair is quickly turning gray.

Vivian can play fetch very well, she can roll over, sit and speak on command. I have seen her through various obstacle courses and I take her for walks daily on her leash. She does seem quite contented, now as my pet. Vivian claims to love me and enjoy being my pet. I do let her walk and speak to me as a human on a weekly basis. She uses this time to bully and humiliate my servants. She argues with me and constantly tries to redecorate my home, occasionally she shows genuine affection for me. She very much enjoys humping my leg. Yet I do know that she will at another time scheme to kill me. I do not mind this kind of a challenge, not one bit.

-Sincerely, Lord Telware

***

Cinderella smiled, she couldn't wait to get another batch of reports. Putting the letters Cinderella walked into the hallway outside of her quarters. She heard some royals seriously discussing the possibility of a peasant revolt. This made Cinderella worried, so she went to her new favorite place in the palace, "The Hall of Shame."

Once in the "Hall of Shame." Cinderella smiled at the newest edition. A grand statue of her youngest stepsister in a pillory, next to that statue another equally grand statue or her oldest step sister cleaning the floor in the nude, also bent over. Finally right next to them was a third grand statue of her stepmother with a pig mask on and a pigtail. Cinderella walked behind the statues to see the detail of her step family's backsides. Suddenly a woman approached Cinderella and began to speak.

"How do you like my work?

"You did these?" Cinderella asked surprised.

"Yes, I am not proud. I desperately needed the money, but now I don't know if it was worth it." The artist said.

"Oh they are wonderful, be proud!" Cinderella said with surprise.

"No, this is cruel and you are cruel, you know you are worse than them now." The artist said stoically.

Cinderella gazed through the "Hall of Shame," looking at the permanence of her step family's humiliation, she cracked a wicked smile, the same type of smile her stepmother once flashed towards her.

"Yes, I know," Cinderella said.

-End