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During their engagement Laurence was quickly put into her place. Her duties were hard but she acquiesced without a word of protest because the prize of the marriage was worth it.

An hour before the wedding service was to begin, Raoul, her husband-to-be, fixed metal cuffs to Laurence's ankles. It was like this that she was to present herself at the little village church.

A large crowd of local people gathered in the square outside the church after the service and awaited the emergence of the newly-weds. A great clamour greeted them when they finally emerged. Raoul raised his hands for silence and, in a few words, thanked the crowd, which comprised mostly of his personal staff and people from the village, for attending.

Then, in a tone of great authority, he turned and instructed Laurence to "Quickly, pull up your skirt above your waist. I want everyone to see your underwear." Crimson with shame and with her lips trembling, Laurence hoisted her dress as ordered.

Raoul again addressed the crowd. "You are all invited to the chateau this evening for the auctioning of the bride's garter, and yes, her panties too. What's more, the lucky winners will be allowed to remove their purchases themselves."

This pronouncement was greeted with an overwhelming ovation, since every man had had his eyes glued to the elegant, if scanty, undergarments of the horrified and humiliated bride.

That evening she endured a seemingly endless two hours of humiliation, for after she had been stripped of her panties by a florid faced rustic, she was forced to remain bare from the waist down for the rest of evening. The entertainment was enjoyed by all of the guests, especially as her garter belt, her stockings and, finally, her bra were sold and enthusiastically removed.

Having tied Maryse to a stout wooden post, the two men had given Maryse over to Michel to torment, for they preferred the greater excitement of playing with little Elaine's tender ass.

The poor child, with her ass cheeks spread wide, screamed like a stuck pig as the horrific cock ripped into her rectum, grossly distorting her adolescent anus and bowel as it continued to plunge into the interior of her fragile young body.

Scarcely noticing Michel's cruel manipulations of her own body, Maryse watched the anal rape of her daughter with eyes that were crazed with fear and horror. The boy had freed and had brutally abused Maryse's beautifully curving breasts, and had then invaded her cunt by forcing her legs apart and shoving his whole hand and wrist up it.

Then, not to be outdone by the piteous cries that his older companions were drawing from Elaine, he had found that calmly pulling out handfulls of Mayrse's springy pubic hair made the mother scream even louder and harder than the daughter.

But that was only the beginning of the fun that the three males had for them.

One by one, the candidates are led into the inner office. Once there they are subjected to a very intimate form of questioning which could only be described as thoroughly humiliating and shameful.

The discomfort of the candidates is made worse by the presence of a secretary and of a typist, not to mention the women that are in the office next door. After the interrogation, the young hopefuls are made to prove the quality of their bodies by presenting themselves for examination by everyone in the oflice.

Out of all of the employees, young Yolande is the most perverse. Over the months that she has worked there she has learned how to inflict real tortures on the poor, job-hunting candidates, which they are forced to allow if they really want the job - eventhough it brings them to the very brink of tears.

At the moment Violane is being put "on the spot". Having answered all of the intimate questions, which have made her blush as red as a beetroot, she has been forced to exhibit, first a round breast, then her thighs, and finally her cunt, the lips of which she has been made to open.

Roland, sniggering with sadistic glee, is brandishing an enormous dildo, which is complete with a tube and rubber syringe. "Here, my dear! Would you try this for us? We must find out if you can accept a lot of strong and deep penetrations, and if you can tolerate them without causing us any problems."

Yolande is reaching for a thinner but much longer instrument. "And then I'll try this one on you from the back! I suppose you'll be able to take it without too much trouble."

Dying of shame, sickened and in tears, Violane could only nod her head in acquiesence.

Mare had known Brigitte for several months. She was a very appealing young lady with whom he now lived. She had shown herself to be a first class mistress, licentious and easily drawn into every perversion. Thrilled to have discovered this rare creature, Mare had decided to marry her. And now, more than anything else, he desired to present her to his youngest brother.

"You know, darling, he's one of a kind! He lives all alone, without a woman, because quite frankly he is not handsome! It makes him so unhappy! So I really want you to be nice to him. In fact, I would very much like it if you were to let him fuck you!" Mare said.

"My love" said Brigitte, "If it will make you happy, I'm ready for anything."

"I'm very grateful to you, Brigitte. I really can't wait to introduce him to his beautiful future sister-in-law," replied Mare.

Their first meeting was particularly warm. Arnaud found the sociable young woman very much to his taste. She, on the other hand, felt a certain reticence towards the stocky, ugly gnome at first. An hour later, however, they had cemented their friendship, and Arnaud was shamelessly fondling the pretty breasts that were freely offered to him.

Mare, who had been watching all that transpired, said to Brigitte "Arnaud has been made to suffer greatly by women because of his appearance, and now, from a natural lust for revenge, he gets his pleasure by victimising and humiliating them. Earlier he told me that it would make him feel very good to take you down to the cellar and give you an enormous enema."

"All right" agreed Brigitte. "Sure, why not? If it will make him happy and calm him down!"

They descended into the cellar, which was fitted out in an extraordinary fashion. Brigitte let herself be securely tied to a baulk of timber, which served as a pillory. Amused, Arnaud tore off her blouse and snatched away her skirt, bra and panties, while Mare brought down a large, transparent pail, which was full of liquid.

"Look at the beautiful thing that I am going to stick up you ass," said Arnaud in his gutteral voice as he brandished an enormous nozzle before Brigilies eyes. A nozzle so big that Brigitte really thought it would tear her anus to shreds. Thrilled at having such a beautiful woman at his complete mercy, Arnaud grabbed her by the tender cunt flesh and brutally pinched, crushed and pulled it with his thick, stubby fingers. Brigitte could no longer hold back the tears.

It usually went on in the schoolyard lavatories. Marie-Paule, the more permissive of the two guilty girls, would spread her thighs and allow her cunt to gulp in the dildo that her friend Catherine was manipulating with skill and vigour. In return for this service Marie-Paule would be allowed to cuddle, sniff and langurously kiss her friend's vulva.

Unfortunately, this did not go on in silence. Moans and groans of excitement and satisfaction emanated from the lips of the girls, which were loud enough to be heard outside.

What had to happen finally happened. One day Mr. Bertrand, the Head Teacher, was passing by the lavatories, heard the groans and was surprised to see both Catherine and Marie-Paule leave the same cubicle. They were immediately damned because Catherine was still holding the instrument of their crimes in her hand.

Mr. Bertrand immediately pounced on the girls, slapped their faces and ordered "Pull up your skirts at once, you shameless girls! Down with your tights and panties! You shall be punished in the same place as you sinned!"

First, he dealt out a terrible beating on Catherine's pretty, round and rosy buttocks with his switch, deeply marking them with red and violet stripes. Then Marie-Paule underwent the same fate. They were made to stand there, with their cheeks to the wind, next to the incriminating object until recess was over, while the other girls stared at them mockingly.

The wagon is being driven throughout the entire town, exposing Madame Crampette's body in its entirely. The van has been forced to stop at several intersections during the course of its journey. Each time it has halted it has rapidly been surrounded by gawkers who stare without discretion at Madame's charming features and read aloud the inscription that is painted upon it: "ADULTERESS". Poor Bernadette, blushing with humiliation, just has to stand there and take it, unable to cover her tits but pressing her thighs together to deprive the spectators of a view of her cunt. She watches with alarm as the curious, laughing, mocking faces of the men, women and children drink in her nudity and her shame.

Fingers point towards her breasts, her belly, her thighs and the triangle of dark hair that is on her pubic. She can hear the comments and she can see the people laughing at her. Her humiliation is complete.

Following a stop at one intersection, the wagon accelerates rapidly. To avoid falling over, she reflexively spreads her legs to maintain her balance, and the crowd cries out in joy because now they have had a clear and unrestricted view of her cunt. At another road junction, the wagon comes upon a flock of nuns who find themselves staring at a naked woman from a distance of less than three feet. Total stupefaction fills the faces of the nuns, who immediately cross themselves as if warding of an evil spirit.

Sick with shame, Bernadette is paying a very high price for her little moment of dalliance, and her fanatically jealous husband is avenging himself. Ridicule is not fatal, but having been made a fool of he has now fought back with the same weapon. "Perhaps after this she will learn not to open her legs to anyone other than me," he thinks.

For their inaugural session with a client they were taken, almost naked and chained at the neck and ankle, into a cellar. Nicole was horrified when she saw her first client, a sneering black man with lecherous eyes that fairly devoured his new toys, while his secretary looked on.

With all the gentleness of a horse dealer, Madame Lucienne pulled down her new whores' panties, exposing the slit of their cunts and the welts left by the whip from their last training session. "Here, Your Exellency, are the two whores of whom I spoke this morning. Nicole is thirty-four and Muriel is sixteen. They have never been presented to any of my clients before, and I can positively guarantee their anal virginity. Neither of them has yet been sodomised." Madame went on to praise the richness and bloom of the two bodies, fingering the heavy breasts of the mother and the smaller mounds and soft rounded cunt of the daughter.

The black man and his companion laughed merrily while making unkind and insulting comments, and then ordered that Nicole and Muriel's legs be widely spread apart so that he and his secretary could get a better view of their genitals.

"Agreed" said the black man. "I will take them both for two days. I can't wait to sodomise them - and I'll bet that they are going to feel it for a very long time because I'm very well hung. And after I've finished fucking them, I'll give them to my staff so that they can fuck them too!"