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Pleasures In The Prison – Part 4 (The Queen’s Birthday) free porn video
Thank you guys for your appreciation of my stories. Some of you have asked me to continue this stream, so I continue with the next part.
To give a brief context of the story up till now.
This story goes back to 200 years where kings and queens ruled the provinces. I was a traveler passing through a province ruled by a queen and used to hate men. I committed a crime and was landed in prison. The prison had a different set of rules and different types of punishment.
It was totally controlled by women. With pain and punishment, there is another angle to the story as well, which is a pleasure. So please sit back and enjoy it and recommend reading the previous parts to get the full context.
After that day of humiliation, I started counting my days thinking that, I should not face this situation again. Days passed with punishments, sex, daily works, which had become a routine for me.
It would almost be two months by now, and only a month was left. I wanted it to pass without bearing more humiliation, but luck was never my side. One morning mistress came and took me to the same room for waxing and shaving.
Me: What happened? Again there is some special day?
Mistress: Yes, it’s the Queen’s birthday.
Me: What will happen then?
Mistress: From morning to evening, you would be in service of the Queen.
Me: Only me?
Mistress: Nope. All people from the C building. It will start from morning 6 AM and would run till midnight.
Me: (thinking) When will these 3 months be over?
Mistress waxed, shaved, and then washed my body. Later I was taken to the warden for inspection, and she approved it. I was taken back to the cell then. I was lying down and was thinking about the next day.
A lot of thoughts were going through my mind. Will it be more humiliation? Will it be more punishment? Will there be any activities? Then the Mistress arrived.
Mistress asked me to get up, and she took hold of my cock cage and took me to one room. She asked me to lay down on a table on my back. Mistress measured my cock length in a sleeping state. She told me that, “I will write one character on your stomach.”
Me: Which character?
Mistress: Q.
Me: What does that mean? What is its significance?
Mistress: There are in total 21 people from building C. Each person will have a character written on your body to greet the Queen.
Me: What is the greeting?
Mistress: HAPPY 41st BIRTHDAY, QUEEN. Every person will have a character written, and you will all stand in the Queen’s administrative hall in that sequence.
Me: Oh, gosh, again, an exhibition of nudity and humiliation.
Mistress: I can’t help it.
Me: Why you measured my cock length?
Mistress: It’s to decide the character. The length of the cock decides the position. The greater the length, the more in front you need to stand. So that it’s clearly visible to Queen and everyone, since your length is good, you will have the letter Q.
For the first time, I was feeling bad having a lengthy cock. The Mistress drew the letter Q on my body in big, starting from shoulders to almost touching my cock. She then filled it with mehendi inside it in thick. I was resting on the table for the mehendi to dry now.
The Mistress left after tying my hands and legs on the table so that I don’t move. These 2 hours were hard to pass by as all the thoughts about tomorrow were hovering in my mind. Mistress returned after 2 hours. She removed the mehendi and applied some oil. The color was almost brownish.
I was taken back to my cell and was allowed to take a rest. There was no sample collection that day so as not to have any effect on the letter written. The next morning we were woken early. We were asked to clean with a wet towel instead of a bath so that we don’t fade the color of mehendi.
We were taken to Queen’s building in a cart very early in the morning. Again my Mistress was with us and was in command. After reaching there, we all were taken to a different room, and all were inspected.
We were told our position that we need to take in front of Queen, the right distance between us, where should our eyes be pointing. We were ordered to look to the floor once we reach Queen’s hall.
This was all so humiliating, but there was more in the bucket. After all inspection, Mistress gave all of us a wooden object. It was thick from the middle but pointed at one side. It had a flat sort of plate on the other side. It was a butt plug which we call in modern days.
Mistress told us that this would be inserted in your anal, and you will have to keep this in it throughout the day. This was the Queen’s order, and she gave a special order every time on her birthday.
I couldn’t think how much cruel a lady can be. Mistress and her associates started to insert one by one the butt plug in our anal. They were inserting it in our mouth first for lubrication and then inserting it in our ass hole. Mistress came to me and slowly inserted it.
At least she was trying to be gentle with me as far as possible, but how much you lubricate it, it was hurting like hell as it was the first time. We were then tied a cloth in front of our neck with a string. It mostly covered our letter written on us but not our cocks.
The sun had risen. One lady came and informed our Mistress that Queen has entered the hall and waiting for us. Mistress then asked us to stand in a queue and then took us to the Queen’s Hall. It was a grand hall with Queen sitting on her throne at one end, and we were walking from the other end.
On the sides, there were here cabinet people and other ladies. As soon as we walked into the hall, we could hear the laughing sound coming from every corner of the hall. It was so humiliating and was like a shame parade. Some people were laughing seeing our cocks, and some were seeing our butt plugs.
It was very hard to walk, and walking 50 meters looked like 5 miles. Anyways we reached in front of the Queen and took our positions. We all greeted the Mistress by bending in 90 degrees which made our butt plugs on display, and all ladies started laughing again.
After the greet, Mistress and her associates took the position between us. On the count of 1 from Mistress, they started opening the thread tied on our neck, and soon our cloth started to fall. This was in sequence. Soon the characters started to reveal from.
Finally, when the last one went down, the whole of the greet was readable “HAPPY 41st BIRTHDAY QUEEN”.
The Queen appreciated, and we were taken back to the old room. Mistress tied a thread from the butt plug to our cock so that while we walk, it would pain whether in cock or ass. Having the object in our ass was getting painful and uncomfortable for me.
Mistress then took us outside where there was a big open palkhi was present. Mistress told us that our next task is to take this palkhi around the province once the Queen sits on it. I couldn’t believe it. Until now, our nudity was only exposed in the arena, but this will expose our nudity to the whole province.
Queen entered in some time and sat on the palkhi. We all were asked to take the position and started to move. We all weren’t experts, and our focus was on our humiliation, so slowly, we picked it up. I was standing at the front, which exposed more of my nudity. We all started to walk slowly.
Behind the Queen were her cabinet people in the cart, and some were walking too. Mistress was guiding us on the path, and we were walking through the streets nude. Walking was difficult due to the butt plug and also since it was tied to our cock. All ladies were laughing at us, seeing our nudity and butt plug.
No man was allowed to be on the streets when the Queen walks through. So they weren’t visible but might be peeping through windows. We went through the whole province, and our bodies were sweating. Finally, the walk of humiliation ended once we returned to Queen’s castle.
In the afternoon, Mistress and her subordinates taught us one dance, and we were asked to practice it for the next 2-3 hours. In the evening there was a party of Queen with her main people. Mistress ordered us to be ready for the evening party. We would be the waiters serving the guest.
We need to serve them food and drinks and fulfill whatever they demand. It could be anything. I asked, “What all sorts of demands do they have?”
Mistress: Anything and everything.
Me: Can you give specific examples?
Mistress: Assume you are a slave. Ladies could play with your cocks. They could ask you to serve their feet, lick their cunt and body, and what all they can think.
This was shocking to all of us, but with no choice, we passed the time. The sun was about to set. We all were made ready and taken to the party. A dog collar with a leash was attached to our neck, which gave us the feeling of slaves.
The Queen and her cabinet were still not there, and we were setting up the food and drinks. We all set it up, ignited the fire, and it was all set. We were asked to greet the Queen as she arrives.
After some time, Queen came with her ladies. We bent at 90 degrees to greet the Queen. Queen made a speech, and we started serving snacks and drinks. Guest also started coming, and soon we were serving around 100 people and were nude.
Party was going on well. Mistress came to me and said that Queen had called me. After reaching there, Queen took hold of my dog leash and ordered me to foot worship her. I went down on my knees and started to kiss her toes. After kissing them for a good time, she offered her thumb, and I started sucking it.
It was quite humiliating with so many people watching this. From the corner of my eye, I saw how many slaves were doing foot worship to some guests or some ladies in the cabinet. After almost half an hour, I was relieved from it. I again started to serve the drinks and food.
I noticed that some ladies were taking the slaves inside the castle by holding their dog leashes. I could not understand it until one guest took hold of my leash and asked me to follow her. She took me to a room and asked me to close it. It had a table in the center, and she laid herself on it.
She ordered me to come near her and asked to lift her dress. After that, she ordered me to strip her panty and give her oral pleasure. Unwillingly I have to start doing it. I started to lick her cunt, and she forced my head much more into it. She ordered me to suck it and, I took her pussy and started eating it.
In a few minutes, she had her first orgasm. But she didn’t leave me free and continued. My tongue had started to pain, but she was not done. She left me only after her second orgasm. I was again back at the party and started serving.
This pleasuring seems to be going on, and I could see many people were being taken inside. One lady came to me and took me to the chair inside. She sat on the chair and asked me to strip her panty after pulling her dress down. I knew I have to give her oral pleasure, but what she told me made me frown.
She told me that she will be pissing now, and not a single drop should fall and make her dress wet. I was still recovering from what she told me. Soon the golden shower had started. I was in a different state of mind and could not take the initial piss, and it went on her dress.
She was completely relieved, and I drank almost all of it. Then she checked her dress which was wet now. She was furious as her dress was spoiled. She complained this to Queen. The Queen called my Mistress and told her something. My body was already sweating, thinking about what is coming next.
Mistress took hold of my leash and took me to the center of the ground. She put a blindfold on me and put an iron gag in my mouth, which had made my mouth open. Mistress subordinates put four iron rods in the ground, and I was asked to lay down.
Mistress then tied my hands and legs to the iron rods with ropes. I wasn’t able to move. I was blindfolded and with my mouth open. I still hadn’t any clue what is there in the store. Mistress then announced that I had disrespected one guest and therefore being punished for it.
As part of my punishment, every lady has to come and pee on my body, wherever they wish to. There is no restriction on the number of times they want to pee. Hearing this, I was almost about to die of humiliation. First, one to start was Queen, and she pissed on my body.
Then the second lady came. She not only pissed on my body but also in my mouth, and I had to gulp it. The golden shower didn’t seem to stop, and I don’t know how many ladies had taken their turns.
After some time, they started a group golden shower. Many ladies started peeing on my body and mouth at the same time. It wasn’t easy to cope up, and that was the most difficult hour of my life. By the end of the hour, there was no single part of my body that was not drenched with pee.
Ladies mostly used my cock and mouth for their purpose. Mistress untied the ropes, and I was asked to get up. I was again ordered to serve the guests. People were being taken by ladies inside for their pleasures. Everyone was getting drunk, and more and more ladies were taking us inside.
Due to this, very few ladies were at the party. Looking at this, the Queen ordered that anyone who wants to have pleasure has to take it here only in the party ground. No slave and lady will go inside. The ladies were quite drunk, and they had no shame doing that in public.
The ladies started picking their slaves. One cabinet lady took hold of my leash and took me to one corner. She ordered me to lick her pussy but over her panty only. I pulled the lady dress up and started to lick it. After some time, her panty near her cunt area was totally wet with my saliva and her juices.
The cabinet lady then ordered me to strip her panty and asked to lick again. I obliged and started to eat her cunt again. For the first time, I was eating a cunt that smelled good and also tasted good. I don’t know how much time she used me, but I think she had 2-3 orgasms.
After being relieved multiple times, she ordered me to make her wear her panty, and then she left. This continued till almost the end of the party, and I lost count of how many ladies I had served.
When there was just an hour left for the party, Mistress called us and asked us to stand in a line. All guests were seated now in a semi-circular form with Queen sitting in the center. Mistress and her subordinates were standing at the back of us. They seem to be attaching something to our butt plug.
The outer part of the butt plug had a hole in which they were inserting a circular round stick. The other part of the stick had a small iron rod. After attaching the stick to the butt plug firmly, they started to tie a cloth soaked in some oil to the iron rod.
Up till now, it was a puzzle for all of us. We were taken to the center and asked to stand in the formation we were told in the afternoon. The surprise was still in the store. The fires and other lanterns were made very dim, and it was all dark.
We were not even able to see the guests and believe they also were unable to see us. We could see Mistress walking with a stick lighted with fire from a distance, and that was the surprise which we had never thought of. She lighted her subordinate’s sticks, and they all started to light the cloth at our back.
Soon there was decent light due to fire burning at our back. Mistress ordered us to dance that was taught to us in the afternoon, and we now understood the real purpose. We all danced, and all the guests were laughing and enjoying.
Our asses were completely viewable due to fire, and it was worth of entertainment for them and humiliation for us. The dance continued for some time, and all the guests enjoyed it a lot. Once it was over, we had a sigh of relief, but it was short-lived.
The guests demanded once more. The Queen ordered us to perform once again and had to go through the humiliation once more. Finally, it ended, and our asses were almost burning by now due to the closeness of fire. This was the worst day of our life.
We thought it ended, but the biggest and most painful surprise of the day was still waiting for us. The lights were again put on.
The Mistress said, “You have to take a memory from it since it’s the Queen’s birthday. You either have to get ‘H 41 BD Queen’ written on your back as a permanent tattoo or pierce your cock and wear a ring that has the same thing written on it.”
There was no ink for the tattoos at that time. They used to create an iron frame of what needs to be written, make it red hot, and put it on your skin. That way, it used to be permanent. Hearing this, everyone wanted to run, but there was no chance.
I had given some thought and decided to go with the ring. It might be painful but won’t be exposed. The first person who went took it on his back. The second one also took on the back. Some took the ring, and it was going on. It was my turn now.
I went near the Mistress and Queen. Mistress asked me what I have chosen to which I confirm the ring. Mistress asked me to lay down on the bench. She took a needle and took hold of the base of my cock. She then took hold of the skin at the base. It was on the below side near the balls.
She then put the needle and applied pressure, and soon the needle pierced my skin and went through. It was a hell of a pain which I can’t describe, but I remained calm. Mistress then inserted the ring, and I was asked to get up, kiss the feet of Queen and go on, and this followed for other slaves.
After everyone was done, Queen made a speech, and the guests started leaving. We are now left with Mistress and her subordinates and slaves. Mistress and we had not eaten food, and we were asked to have our food sitting on the ground. I went near the Mistress with my food and asked her.
Me: Is it over, or something is still left?
Mistress: No, it’s over for today. You can have a sigh of relief.
Me: Thank God. It was the worst day of my life.
Mistress: I can understand.
After food, we all were taken into a cart and reached back to our prison. So, guys, I will end the story here and will continue in the next part. I hope you liked this story. Your feedback is of most importance to me as this story is on a different track.
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