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In another tavern across the river, the women of Dacqoise were toasting their success at liberating their town.

In a huddle at one end, three other women were not so celebratory. “It’s only a matter of time. They WILL attack again.” Helena said. “I’ve done what I could to prepare us…I’ve set up...

A few minutes later, the door opened, and a woman in a red suit and cap, and a yellow vest entered the room.

“Your Highness, this is Carlotta,” Maeve said, as the mercenary bowed. “So, Carlotta,” said Fiona pointedly, “I hear you are the best of the best.” “Aye, my sisters and I are. They ca...

Meanwhile, on the other side of the river, scouts were reporting back to the tavern that served as the forward command center for the Foxglove sisters.

“The town is closed, mi’lady. I think perhaps…the villagers took it back?” “Impossible,” Fiona spat, instinctively. Maeve tried to restrain a smile. “I told you tha...

After some time, the beatings reached a crescendo, and Auriane stepped forward and spoke to the crowd: “I think it’s time we see what the rest of the town thinks is appropriate for these women.” There was a massive cheer, as the townswomen ran toward the scaffold.

The three wouldn’t have an easy time of it.

The spanking went on and on, to the enjoyment of the townspeople who had gathered to watch. The backsides jiggled, from Rowena’s the biggest, to Vittoria’s chubby butt, to Lorraine’s small one.

Locking Lorraine in the stocks, Patrice started to seriously punish the woman who stripped her, while Clarabelle continued beating Rowena with her own sword, and Corinna gave Vittoria the spanking of a lifetime.

This continued until Lorraine was fully nude and Patrice was armored.

As the traitor was systematically stripped, the denuded town guard was able to cover up again.

The bad girl cleared her eyes, but the springboard wasn't done with her yet. She bounced another five or six times, her backside red with screaming pain. But then, the plank shifted just as the flagpole had.

Patrice was garnering applause by forcing Lorraine to remove the armor she had taken from her, piece by piece, and putting it on.

I'm pretty excited about the next stage coming. But I'm open to input for a little while.

There are some medieval "home alone" type traps coming.  And I'm personally excited about who gets to be the victims of them.  (Hint: not someone you've seen yet in the prequel.)  If...

But the revenge was already underway. As Clarabelle continued to wail on Rowena’s wobbling bottom with the flat of her own dark steel greatsword, Corinna grabbed the back of Vittoria’s panties and pulled them into a painful wedgie.

“People of Dacqoise, gather around!” Auriane said, “These are the women who occupied your town, the foreigner who funded them, and the traitor who let them in! They humiliated our leaders, subjugated us, and would make us slave away producing food for the enemy army. Will we take that?”

“No!” shouted a woman in the crowd. “No!” Auriane shouted back. “Do we want justice?” “Yes!” more of the audience shouted back.

Clarabelle had been embarrassed by being stripped, but her anger had grown beyond that emotion. She picked up Rowena’s sword and examined it, then tested it by smacking the knight’s ample backside

Auriane then turned her attention to those recently-freed from the stocks, starting by giving her coat to Corinna. “The échevin shouldn’t be nude,” she said, looking...

“For now,” Helena continued, we have to harden our defenses against another attack. Yvette, you and I will see to that.”

“I think the people of the town would like to see some justice done, let’s gather them in the square, aside from those needed to guard our makeshift prisons, and get these two in the stocks wit...

A little bonus.

These images are outside the story, but someone mentioned a scene like this to me, and I thought I'd oblige, as it sounded good to me.  When would it take place?  Between the prequel and ...

Broussard put away her arrow and slung her bow casually over her shoulders. “The other prisoners were taken to the basement of one of the larger bakeries, where they have locked up some of the enemy soldiers.”

“I hope the locals are kind to them,” Helena said. Yvette responded with an evil grin, “I’m sure they’ll get the treatment they deserve.”

“Well, well…putting you at the gate was an inspired strategy,” Helena said, smiling, “did anyone get away?”

“Or somebodies,” as Broussard said, proudly, leading a half-nude Vittoria and a still fully-clothed Lorraine into the square.

It was then Yvette reported to the scaffold. “We’ve successfully taken back every quarter of the town, and your friend has Broussard has something that might interest you.”

Clarabelle fastened Rowena into the stocks, nude as she now was, and Helena gave her a few smacks on the backside with the flat of her sword.

Handing Rowena’s sword to Chorinna, she smiled. “Want a turn? I’m going to make certain we have control of the village. Chorinna passed the sword to Eleanor. “Clara...

Just before reaching the stocks, Clarabelle, clearly taking pleasure in torturing those who did the same to her, gave a vicious tug, and the white lacey panties tore clean off Rowena’s body, the pain of the pressure on her nethers eliciting a tiny shriek from the fearsome woman.

Helena turned around and pointed her own sword at her.

When her eyes stopped burning from the pepper in the pie, she saw something she hadn’t seen before: she was soundly defeated. She looked to her sword, but realized she ha...

“My eyes!” Rowena was forced to drop her sword for the second time today. In fact, for the second time since she was a child.

“Look out!” Chorinna shouted, but Yvette was already on it. SWOOSH! SPLAT!

With sword in hand, she made her way toward the unsuspecting Helena.

But unbeknownst to them, Rowena had jettisoned her boots and panties, and, now wearing nothing by some lacy panties that seemed wedged uncomfortably into her ample backside, had retrieved her sword.

Now the bees were ignoring her, focusing instead on the honey-smudged gear she had discarded.

With Rowena and Vittoria distracted by the bees, Helena made her way up the scaffold and started to free the townswomen from the stocks, one by one.

“Who are you?” Chorinna asked. “No time to talk now, let’s get you free!” Working her way down the line, she released Eleanor, Chorinna, Clarabelle, and was about...

She’d have to get this honey off of her, and this meant jettisoning her dress.

This left her in a pair of elegant white panties, a lacy garter belt, and white stockings. Now that the burning in her eyes had subsided, she again decided that this might ...

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