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Game... for her, it had been no game, certainly not! But finally, her hunger overcame her other feelings, and she brought herself to eat a small portion
 
Finishing supper he took her by the hand and led her back down stairs. This time only chaining her hands.

"I'm sorry it has to be this way, but you've broken the law and have to be punished."

Taking out his knife he let it shine in front of her.
 
She stared at the knife shimmering before her, her eyes wide with fear, frightened of what he could do to her. But what law had she broken? Yes, he had wanted to sleep with her, and claimed that she broke some law when she refused...but this law was insane!
 
She stared at the knife shimmering before her, her eyes wide with fear, frightened of what he could do to her. But what law had she broken? Yes, he had wanted to sleep with her, and claimed that she broke some law when she refused...but this law was insane!

"the law of prima nocta is to be respected in these parts. It has been declared by the gods to disobey is blasphemy."

he takes the knife and makes a small light cut above her breasts.
 
This cut was worse than anything she had experienced this day. It hit her like lightning and made her jump back, but that only made things worse, since it dragged the knife across her skin.
 
"NO!" she screamed, tears flowing across her face. She could not even look at the knife now that it was covered in her own fresh blood and threatening to do more
 
Licking the blood off "we can move on to some other fun. I'll even let you pick it this time."
 
Pick? What did he want her to pick? Another part of her body to cut? She was confused and just looked at her tormentor fearfully
 
"Would you like me to put the knife away? I think I've found another thing I'd like to cut."
 
Another thing? She had no idea what that meant...paralyzed by fear, she simply pressed together her lips, trying to show as little of the pain she was in as possible
 
Another thing? She had no idea what that meant...paralyzed by fear, she simply pressed together her lips, trying to show as little of the pain she was in as possible

Slapping her in the face. "You need to answer me slut. What do you want me to do now." Slapping her again. "Answer me"
 
For a moment, she considered to say "release me", but she feared that this answer would anger him. So she simply said "mercy" in a very weak voice
 
"Mercy. No, Not yet my dear. Perhaps soon, but not yet." Slapping her in the face. He said I have a new toy I just got, we'll play with that for a while.
 
My sires tell me this is the table. They use it for all the hoars in the kingdom.

It was a crudely designed wood table with places to put hands, arms, heads and breasts.

Unchaining her he led her to the "table".

"Lie down for me."
 
Julia went over to the table with insecure steps, not sure what horrors would be awaiting her now. When she had reached it, she sat down on its side, then lay down on the instrument and remained as still as possible, with her stomach moving up and down quickly because she was breathing heavily with fear
 
Taking her hands he brought them to different corners of the table and strapped them in. taking her feet he did the same. She was attached to a big wooden table with no escape. "they say this device makes people taller, how tall would you like to be?"

turning the lever the ropes tightened pulling her feet and legs further apart.
 
Taller? But before she could think about what he had said, the young prisoner felt how the ropes on her wrists and ankles started to move in different directions, pulling her arms with them. At first, she just felt a stretch in her limbs, but this was soon replaced by a tingling feelings as the cruel machine strained her muscles.
 
"I think I like this machine. I think it would be good for you to be a little taller even yet." He said grinning.

Twisting the lever again, the ropes grow tighter.
 
The young woman moaned loudly in pain. She could now feel the stretch in her entire body, and the ropes around her wrists and ankles cut into her flesh; she could feel blood trickle down them.
 
Seeing that she was stretched just as far as she could go he put a towel over her face and grabbed a pot of water.

Pouring in all over her he heard her shiver and squirm.
 
She could not breathe under the wet cloth, so she struggled as far as she could with her body stretched out like that, but she panicked as she felt like she was drowning
 
Lifting the towel off her head, he looked at her panicked face.

"I think we'll go for a second walk around? Yes?"

With that he placed the towel down again and poured more water on
 
Not only was she choked again by all that water: Her stomach was also starting to feel very full, a dull pressure that she felt through her entire lower body. But the water kept flowing in, taking her breath away and increasing her pain.
 
The water ran out and he stopped. There would be further chances to continue this water treatment if he wanted.

Taking the towel off he looked at his new play thing and gave a grin. She had made it through this round.

"How are you doing little one?"

Walking to the side he returned with another whip.
 
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