Bound for the Beast's Cruel Union
She'd cast healing magic on me. So even if my pussy tore apart and my womb was crushed, I could endure it.
A wooden platform stood in the center of the capital square. Low enough for everyone to easily see what happened on it.
The stocks. Me. And the emperor's black warhorse stood there.
The square was packed with people. But it was deathly silent. Just yesterday, they had been on my side. Now, they stared at me with mouths shut tight like mice. I could tell their faith in the Sun God had already gone cold.
Across the table, Skeban moved to the ornate high seat covered in a red carpet. Two people I hadn't seen yesterday were there.
One was a young black-haired woman who didn't match Skeban's rugged looks at all. The other was a redheaded youth who could easily pass for a young Skeban.
The woman looked young. Barely an adult...? But her eyes were sharp. She glared at me like she wanted to devour me whole... Did this woman hold a grudge against me... against Elise too?
What stood out was her bulging belly. Pregnant. At least eight months along, by the look of it.
"Irene... I told you to go inside."
"Have you forgotten? Your enemy's enemy is mine, Your Majesty."
"Still... it can't be good for the baby, right?"
Skeban's large, rough hand gently stroked the belly of the woman called Irene.
"Have you forgotten? Without my powers, that woman dies. You don't want her going out with a whimper, do you, Your Majesty?"
"...That's true, but."
"It's fine. This child wants to see the end of their father's enemy too."
Her gaze was ice-cold. Pure malice and loathing. Once again, I felt wronged. This wasn't my sin. I'm just stuck in this con artist's body pretending to be the Saintess!!
"Father. Isn't this going too far?"
The young man, who had inherited Skeban's red hair and chilling eyes perfectly, openly voiced his displeasure. Probably... the crown prince.
"Crown Prince! Are you saying His Majesty's actions are wrong?!"
Irene snapped at the prince sharply. But he didn't even glance at her, fixing his eyes on his father, Skeban, instead.
"Revenge only begets more revenge. Please stop this."
His words sparked a flicker of hope in me. Maybe I won't have to endure this horrific bestiality after all.
"Crown Prince."
"Yesterday proved there's no Sun God, didn't it?"
"Lucian!"
One word from Skeban, and the prince fell silent.
"You should be the one going inside. Escort the crown prince."
"Yes! Your Majesty!"
A knight attached himself to the prince called Lucian.
Grind. The prince clenched his teeth and descended the platform, vanishing from my sight.
Confirming the prince was gone, Skeban rose from his throne. His red cape billowed wildly in the wind.
"Bind the Saintess!"
"Yes!"
At the emperor's command, soldiers rushed toward me. Their booted footsteps thudded dully on the rough, nail-studded planks.
I'd given up on everything. The soldiers seized my arms roughly.
"Hear me, Sun God."
The emperor's booming voice echoed across the square. The people shrank in terror.
"I awaited your divine punishment!"
Skeban spread his arms wide toward the sky.
"But behold! Nothing happens! Even after I've reduced your sole messenger, Saintess Elise, to that state!"
Murmurs swelled among the crowd in the square. Clear signs of unrest.
"Yeah... he's right."
The faith in a god. I could hear it cracking, shattering.
"Is there... really no god?"
"No way... it can't be......"
The sound of crumbling faith, centuries of belief collapsing, rang in my ears. Skeban smirked at the people, then glared at me again.
His eyes burned with nothing but vengeance against me.
"That's why I've decided on a more definitive experiment! I'll utterly defile your precious child! The Saintess Elise!"
At Skeban's nod, imperial soldiers yanked my arms roughly toward the center of the platform.
"Ah... aaah......"
I saw the stocks. A flat table-like frame fitted with restraints.
Anyone could tell at a glance. It was built solely to force me into mating with the horse.
"Arms out! Legs spread!"
"Hngh!! Haaahngh!"
The soldiers bound my soft body harshly to it, securing arms and legs. My ass was thrust high toward the sky, legs forcibly splayed wide along the table's pillars like an animal. The most humiliating, defenseless pose a human could take.
"Hngh... hnghngh!"
Tears burst out. So unfair, so unfair. My easy days had lasted only a few. And now this punishment?
Unfair... it's so unfair!
My wrists and ankles already ached. Bound in rusty chains. Normally, I'd worry about tetanus, but that wasn't the issue now.
"Hiiihiiing!"
A beastly cry erupted from behind the platform. The black warhorse Knulu's neigh.
That thing's cock. I have to take it into my body.
"Yesterday was a shame, wasn't it? Not getting to spend the night with your husband."
The emperor turned the black horse toward me. Its cock was visible at a glance. Erect, it was as thick as an adult man's arm.
I could never take it. Never! Absolutely not!!
"Please... kill me... I'll die quietly... please, not this......"
Slam! Skeban grabbed my hair and shook my head gleefully.
"Pray to the Sun God then. Ask him to save you."
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
If that entered my body, my guts would burst. I'd suffer internal bleeding and die. This wasn't sex. It was the most horrific torture using a beast's massive organ.
No...!
"Please!! Just kill me!! Please?! I'll do anything!! The god?! I'll tell the people there's no god!! Please?!"
I lost all reason, screaming like a madwoman.
My words—"There's no god"—reached every ear in the crowd.
"She finally admits it."
"Filthy bitch."
"You fucking whore!! You deceived us!! Felt good, huh?!"
That ignited them. The people started hurling stones at me. The soldiers wordlessly stepped away from my bound body.
"Give back all our tithes!!"
"Con artist bitch!! Die!! Die!!"
Yesterday, half had turned. Today, they all had. I'd gone from Saintess to fraud in an instant.
Thud! Thunk!
The stoning battered my body. It hurt, but strangely, no screams came out.
Guilt? My conscience?
"Enough!"
A young, sharp voice rang across the square. The stoning stopped.
Click. Click. Heels approached closer.
Blood blurred my vision, but I knew. It was the emperor's woman. Irene.
"I... I said it... there's no god... so... kill me... please......"
Snap!
Sudden agony tore through my ass like it was ripping apart.
"Hukkiiiiiik!!"
Flesh bursting, raw meat tearing. My vision flashed white, breath choking off.
"Do you even know the weight of your crimes, begging to die?"
Irene's voice trembled with rage and hatred.
"Do you know how much pain you put my brother... no, His Majesty through?!"
Snap!! Fresh madness exploded in my ass.
"Haaaaahngh!!"
"Because of you, my mom and dad were branded heretics and executed!! Just for helping His Majesty!!"
Snap!
"There was no god!!! Because of you!!"
Snap!!
I didn't even have the strength left to scream.
Unfair. Even more unfair that no one would believe me if I told the truth.
......No strength left now.
All I could do was beg for death.
"Kill... kill me."
"I won't let you die easy. Never."
Irene panted roughly, hurling the bloodied leather whip to the ground. Then she approached me.
Suddenly, something cold injected into my most private place.
"Hweuuh...? Wh-what... is...?"
"Aphrodisiac."
My mind went blank white.
"No... nooo......"
"That massive horse cock slamming into your pussy would probably burst your womb and let you die easy."
"F-fuck... no... aaah... aaaah......"
"You want to die quick?"
I nodded frantically. Even knowing she wouldn't.
"Too bad. I'm a healer. I can't stand to see people die."
Irene placed her hand on my splayed pussy. Warm energy seeped from her palm into my delicate, vulnerable flesh.
"I've cast the highest-grade healing magic deep inside that filthy hole of yours. So even if your pussy rips and your womb gets pulverized, you'll endure it. Sorry, but you'll feel every bit of the tearing and crushing pain before it regenerates."
"Wh...?"
"No anesthetic spell to dull the pain."
It felt like a blunt weapon smashed my head. Her words meant eternal, unending torment.
"Aaah... aaaah......"
Tears blinded me. Hell. True hell had begun.