STOCKS

BY CORNER GHOST

The last great apocalypse had been several years in the past, the germ warfare had left whole continents almost empty, and people huddled together in large area’s called villages, each village had about 5 farms that provided the only source of food. Whereas the village supplied the farms with other goods, clothing, metal, bread and butchered meat. It wasn’t unusual for these farms to only have contact with certain members of the village and apart from that they were kept separate. There was a serious problem in one village, the women only gave birth to boys, it was realised that if something didn’t happen then the village would die out. One day a miracle occurred a burning vehicle was found the two adults were already dead, but their children survived. This is their story.

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“Pauline Metcalf, you are charged with theft from the bakery, how do you plead?” That was the Mayor of our village speaking; he was sitting on the bench in the makeshift courtroom that had been constructed in the bakery.

I tried to answer but with the scolds bridle on I couldn’t talk and with the way the cage of the bridle was attached to my shoulders I couldn’t shake my head either. This wasn’t fair; all I did was go to the bakery as always to buy some bread when the baker shouted out that I’d taken a bun. When I tried to answer him his wife brought out the bridle and forced my head into it, the bit running into my mouth stopping me from speaking, although it did allow me to breathe.

“No answer was received from the accused so we’ll assume she is guilty!” The Mayor said. And then he removed his glasses looking at me closely. “Oh Pauline, you’ve been a good girl for you 11 years, so why did you steal that bun?” He asked me and then smiled.

I looked around the bakery trying to find my mother or father, well I saw my father and his face was strange, not scowling but almost excited, as if he liked what these people were doing.

“You know Pauline that if you don’t answer then I’ll be forced to sentence you … very well then … Pauline Metcalf, you have been found guilty of the offence, since this is your first occasion to be before this court I am inclined to be lenient to you. It is the decision of this court that you be placed into the stocks for a time of 48 hours; you will be allowed 30 minutes every three hours to relieve yourself and to take nourishment. You will not be gagged except for certain items that will be presented to you. Do you have anything further to say?” He asked me.

I just glared at him, as if I could say anything at all. How could they do that to an eleven year-old girl?

Two burly men grabbed hold of my arms and took me out to the village square, I saw several women shaking their heads in shame, ashamed that a girl would be accused of stealing I supposed, but they moved away leaving me surrounded by a group of jeering men.

“Stupid cunt! Thought you’d get away with robbing us!” The baker said, although his wife kept quiet.

But it was she who removed my bridle, I opened up my mouth to speak and my father stuck me on the face making me cry. “You kept quiet in there and you’re going to keep quiet out here!” He ordered me. I looked at him in shock as my head was pushed through a hole in the stock; my arms were quickly place in and the bar lowered so that I was held fast.

I hung my head down, not wanting to look anyone in the face. “Oh no you don’t.” Another man said – Mr. Williams? He was my teacher in school! – “The people here want to see your humiliation, If you can’t hold your head up yourself then …” And before I knew what he was doing I could feel a pulling on my hair and I had to raise my head to avoid having it pulled out at the scalp.

I could only see Mr. William’s coat in front of me as he tied my hair back on to the stocks. “I’ll be back later Pauline, but don’t forget to write me an essay about this in class on Tuesday.” He said to me.

“Your honour! She isn’t positioned correctly.” A man said from the crowd.

The Mayor stepped into my view as if he was inspecting me. “I see what you mean. Matrons position her legs and lower the stocks.” He commanded ‘Position my legs?’ what could he mean?

I found out when my legs were firmly gripped and pulled apart, when I tried to stop them I was slapped on the legs. “Any more of that young lady and you’ll never have a break, just think what would happen then … we’d have to get you a diaper.” The Mayor said which made me blush, I didn’t need a nappy!

I allowed them to pull my legs apart and then my shoulders were forced down as the stocks were lowered. The Mayor was still standing in front of me but now I was looking at his trousers. “Throw that ass out!” I was instructed by one of the matrons.

I didn’t understand what she meant but then somebody grabbed hold of my hips and pulled them back. It was an uncomfortable position and I was going to be in it for 48 hours? “It hurts!” I said which made the Mayor laugh.

“Well Pauline, we’re going to have to find a way to distract you from that pain, haven’t we?” He asked me and before I could reply he moved his hands down to his trousers and pulled out a pinkish tube thing. “Now Pauline have you seen one of these before?” He asked me. I shook my head.

“John Metcalf, what have you been teaching your child?” The Mayor asked

My dad was hesitant before he answered, “Well your honour, it’s the missus; she wouldn’t let me show the cunt anything.” He said.

“So we’ll be teaching Pauline while she’s here, do you have an objection?” The Mayor asked and obviously received his reply as he added, “Well boys it looks like there’s a bonus in this who wants to be first? After me of course.” He said and then he took hold of my jaw and opened my mouth. “Don’t you dare bite on this or you’ll be there all month!” He said to me and pushed the pink think into my mouth.

His hands were over my head holding me as he moved his thing inside my mouth, Bite it? I didn’t even dare to touch it. It was dribbling something from a small hole in the top of it, and I wasn’t sure of the taste. I rubbed my tongue inside my mouth and also touched the Mayor’s thing which started to grow inside my mouth.

When I began to panic over this the Mayor pulled his thing out of my mouth and held my face in his hands. “Pauline, we think you need to get the full effect of this punishment, and so the matrons are going to take off some of your clothes!” He said, I was going to protest but then I found his thing back in my mouth. “Come on you cock-sucking whore, get your mouth working on this.” The Mayor said, for a moment I didn’t know what he meant, the only cock I could think of was the rooster that kept treading on the hens.

Then I felt my bodice being loosened and pulled away from my back, the arms being ripped away, leaving me in my shift top and skirt. Then my skirt was loosened and draped down on my legs, hanging by my knees as the fabric couldn’t go any further.

I’m not sure what happened then as the Mayor began pushing away in my mouth, sometimes hitting my throat causing me to choke slightly, One of the matrons whispered to me, “Swallow him as he touches the back of your mouth dear.” She wasn’t being unkind about it more motherly.

Taking her advice I did try, but it took several attempts before I could take him into my throat without choking, then he started to push his thing deeper and deeper, then it began to do something, I could feel spurts of liquid going down it and into my stomach, before he pulled it back and I could taste the stuff in my mouth. “Keep swallowing dear, you don’t want to waste any of it.” The matron told me.

The Mayor pulled out of my mouth, and patted the side of my face. “That was nice Pauline, I can’t wait to try the rest of you, but now you have to take some more cocks in your mouth.” He said and walked away from me.

I didn’t have time to wonder what he meant as then I was looking at another pink thing being held by a stranger, I couldn’t look up to see his face, as he pushed his thing … what did the Mayor call it ‘his cock!’ … his cock into my mouth the matron was beside me again, “That’s it deary, just as you did with the Mayor, I can see you’re going to be popular.

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At my first break … I still don’t know how many things, I mean cocks, I had in my mouth, but my jaw ached and I couldn’t really speak, just croak, and when I cough I brought up white stuff which the matrons made sure went back down into my mouth.

I was released from the stocks and allowed to stretch before the matrons took me to the nearby washroom to wash and relieve myself. I now realised that I was only dressed in my shift as the matrons removed the tatters of my bodice arms from my limbs.

“Why are you doing this? I didn’t steal from Mr. Silver,” – he’s the baker – “honestly I didn’t.” I said to the matrons after they had given me a drink.

Both matrons laughed, “Oh we know that deary, it’s just that you’re now of age and it’s up to all the men to ensure that you add to the village.” She said which didn’t tell me anything and I’m sure my face showed this.

The second matron sat me down and began to plat my hair, “You see Pauline, we need fertile girls to increase the population and the only way to ensure that everyone has a chance is to keep you spermed as much as possible.”

“Spermed?” I asked as I still didn’t know what she meant.

“You know when the men will push their cocks into your snatch and pump their sperm into you.” The first matron said.

“So I’ve been spermed? So why can’t I go home?” I asked.

“Oh you haven’t been spermed yet! that was to give you a taste of what is going to be pushed into here.” The first matron said patting my pussy with her hand.

“But…?” I began to say but then the Mayor came into the toilet.

“Well how is the prisoner?” He asked jovially.

“Please Mr. Mayor, I’m not guilty honestly.” I said.

He smiled at me, “Of course you’re not Pauline, but who could resist such a lovely young girl, now take off that slip and we’ll get ready for the next part of the fun.” He said slapping his hands together and rubbing them.

“Undress? … but everyone will … I’ll be …” I couldn’t finish anything.

He laughed out loud, “That’s the whole point, didn’t your mother ever … Oh I forgot, Cynthia didn’t agree with the town meeting did she.” He said to the two matrons who both shook their heads. “So she didn’t tell you about the choosing.” He said looking at me.

“Choosing? What choosing?” I asked him.

“Why our next little pregnant queen.” He said, for a moment I thought he said pageant queen but he repeated the word again, “Yes, you’re going to be a new pregnant bitch for the village, your doctor assured us that it was just the right time for you and you’ll be well cared for during your confinement.”

“But I thought it was going to be for 48 hours?” I said confused yet again.

“Well we need to ensure that everyone has a good go at you, now lets get you out there and back in the stocks, oh yes I love the hair like that, just right for keeping her head up.” He added to the matrons and before I could protest he drew my shift off my body leaving me naked and then I was marched out into the square again.

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I could see the square was full of men, men and boys, no women were there at all and there was a silence, a strange foreboding silence.

The Mayor stood me by the stocks and looked around the crowd. “You all know why we are here, to impregnate this child and to increase the size of our village, she is the first of our salvation and so I will order this, you will be kind to this child and to the others that will follow, she is not to be hurt, maimed or tortured.” He looked at me and gave a small smile, “Unless she agrees to it later!” He added which made some of the men laugh.

I was then taken by the matrons and placed back in the stocks again, my ass pushed out and my plats holding my head up as they were wrapped around pegs placed on the stocks.

The Mayor knelt down in front of me, “You’ve already had our cocks in your mouth and so you know that there is nothing to fear from them, all you’ll have to do is to clean each cock off after it has done it’s duty, there is nothing you can do to stop these men from doing as they want with you, so I’d suggest you try to enjoy yourself.” He told me and then got to his feet, I could hear him undoing his trousers again and then something was touching my front-bottom.

“What’s that?” I said slightly panicking but the matron was by my side immediately.

“That’s just to ensure that when the Mayor sperms you it’s going to slide inside you.” She said.

“He’s going to push his thingy into my front-bottom?” I said wide eyed.

“You’re going to have to learn to call things by their proper names deary. Yes the Mayor is going to push his cock into your pussy and give you a good fucking, don’t worry if he touches you while he does it, you’ve got a lovely body for a girl your age.” She said to me and then patted my face while the Mayor pushed something large inside my fron… pussy.

“Ow! Ow! Please no, it’s too large!” I screamed out.

“Don’t worry Paulie, you’ll soon get used to it.” I heard a voice say and I was ashamed to realise that it was my dad who said that. I couldn’t answer him as the Mayor gave a sharp push and I felt something tear inside me. I screamed out with the pain.

“He’s killing me, please stop him, He’s broken something in me!” I screamed out but the matron just looked back to him and then wiped my face with a cool cloth.

“No deary, that was just you hymen, every girl has to go through that and so does the first boy who take her.” She said with a laugh.

But now all I could feel was the pain of his … his cock as it rubbed on my torn skin, I didn’t care what the matron said, I still thought he was trying to kill me with his cock. He was pushing his cock in with no thought about me. I could feel him deep inside me now; he was forcing himself deep into my body. ‘If he carries on he’ll poke into all the sperm in my stomach.’ I thought to myself and then, for some strange reason, giggled.

The matron smiled at me, “That’s it deary, just let yourself go, the sooner you relax the better it will be.” She said.

Then I gave a gasp as I felt rough hands moving under my body, going from my stomach to my tit-buds, rubbing the flesh and causing strange feelings in me, along with the rubbing of the Mayor’s cock in my pussy, I didn’t know what was happening, but it was building up, and up, and up and…

The Mayor gave a groan and pushed up against me and I could feel something splashing inside me. He waited for a moment before pulling out of me. I looked at the matron, “So have I been spermed?” I asked her she nodded her head but before I could ask anything else I felt another cock pushing inside me.

“Here it is Paulie, the one thing I always wanted to give you!” My father said as he took over from the Mayor.

“Daddy! You can’t I’m your daughter!” I protested but then I found the Mayor was standing in front of me his cock still out from his trousers, this time there was stuff on it, white, red and pink where the two colours had joined.

“No Pauline, from now on you are a daughter of everyone here in the village, and soon you’ll be having more sisters joining you, so be sure you show them what to expect.” He said as he pushed his cock into my mouth.

The mix of tastes was strange to me but I did what was expected of me and sucked on the Mayor’s cock while my father took his turn sperming me.

It was during daddy’s turn that I felt the feeling start again I managed to look up into the Mayor’s face and found he was smiling at me, “That’s it young slut, enjoy the feeling, accept it.” He said and then looked around, “You’re going to be one of our best, I can tell.” He added.

I must have looked puzzled because he smiled at me, as he pulled his now clean cock from my mouth I could see, on the other side of the square, where a new set of stocks were being erected.

“You see Pauline, you’ve been so good over this that we’re going to get another girl to help you out, you’re going to show her what to expect. You will do that for her won’t you.” He asked me.

“I can’t say no. Can I?” I asked hopefully.

The Mayor laughed, “No Pauline, you still have your sentence to finish.” He said.

It was while he was talking that I felt hands touching my body, rubbing my tit-buds and also where my father was pushing his cock into me and then it happened. “Oh gods what’s that. I have to go… I’ve got to … it’s … it’s… AAAaaaiieeeee” Was all I could remember saying because everything went white.

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When I came too it was to a cool cloth being wiped over my face, somebody was pushing their cock into me again, and I could feel hands pulling on my tits as if the person sperming me was trying to push his whole body into me not just his cock. I could see in front of me my daddy, he was holding his cock and, without thinking, I opened my mouth to allow him inside so that I could clean him.

“That’s wonderful Paulie; I’m going home to tell your mother how good you are. She might change her mind about this.” Daddy said as he pulled his cock from my mouth, I couldn’t answer him as I was getting those feeling again.

All too soon I was being released from the stocks again to be taken to the rest-room, when I was in there the matrons pushed something up inside me, “Just to keep the juices in deary.” I was told.

But this time I was given a shower and some hot food. “You’re doing very well deary.” The matron said, “The Mayor is very pleased with you.”

“Can’t I go home now?” I asked her, knowing what her answer would be.

“Oh no deary, you’ve still got plenty of time to go yet. But we don’t want to wear you out, now how many times have you cum so far?” She asked me.

“I don’t know, what do you mean?” I asked her.

She laughed, “Oh deary you’re so naïve, that’s when you got so excited and everything goes nice and strange.” She said.

I tried to think, “I don’t know … I lost count … was I supposed to?” I asked her.

She laughed and hugged me, “Oh deary, that’s something that was hoped to happen you might have been unlucky and not even felt one.” She said.

“But why are you doing this to me?” I asked her.

She sighed and sat down beside me, “You see deary, we have a problem in this village, for the past generation only a few girls have been born to us, and so we have to try to get more girls, the only way to do this is to get the girl’s pregnant as early as possible, this way we have a good chance to get more children, and those who give us girls are so rare that we call them queens.” She said.

“But my mummy isn’t pregnant, she’s only had me?” I said.

The matron shook her head, “She isn’t your real mummy, you were found as a baby in a burnt out carriage along with your sister, and we gave you to Cynthia and Tom to raise as their own. Your sister went to another family. Your doctor was able to test you and decided that you’re only able to give girl children

So when it was time that you were able to provide the village with girl children we had to decide who would be your first lover … only we couldn’t.” She turned her head to look at the other matron who was shaking hers. “Finally it was decided that the only fair way was to let everyone have a chance, that way it would truly be a child of the village.”

I just stared at her, “But what if I didn’t want to … what if I said no?” I asked her.

The second matron spoke up, “But child, didn’t you like the feelings that you’ve been given, haven’t you liked the way that everybody is adoring you?” She asked me.

I had to think about this, it had been scary at first and having to suck off all those people, and then when the Mayor had pushed his cock into my pussy it had hurt me but then daddy, or rather not daddy, had made me feel so good, in fact several of them had made me feel so good so I nodded my head.

“So is this as bad as you thought it might be?” the second matron asked me. I shook my head, I mean it was scary but I was okay and not hurting, at least I was slightly sore but not hurt as such. “So are you willing to become a mother for the good of the village?” She asked me.

I looked at her and the expression on her face was one of hope, I looked at the first matron, “You are the only one who can decide this.” She said to me.

I sat back to think, if I was found by the villagers why didn’t they tell me beforehand, why did mum and dad – I still thought of them as that – keep it from me. And who is my sister? Why didn’t I know her?

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Again it was time for me to return to the stocks, this time though I didn’t have to be held, I almost ran to them. I stopped when I got near to my stocks as I could see a crowd around the other set.

“What’s happening?” I asked the matrons who were looking as confused as I felt.

“I don’t know there’s nothing planned.” I was told.

Looking closely I could see my mother was being dragged to the other set of stocks. The Mayor was leading her along by her hair. “Cynthia Metcraft, you have failed to raise your daughter correctly and must learn to accept her new position as our pregnant queen, in order to achieve this you must take part in her punishment for 24 hours you will only have a break every 4 hours and will do everything that is expected of you. When your daughter is released from this duty you will accept her back into your home and welcome any visitors that may present themselves.” He said to her.

I turned to look at the matrons who shrugged, “It’s just that if you don’t become pregnant then anyone from the village will be able to call until you are.” She said simply and then smiled, “Wouldn’t you welcome those feelings every time someone calls on you?” She asked me.

I smiled at the thought and almost ran to the stocks welcoming the feel of the wood on my neck and wrists. I positioned myself without having to be told and waited. The next man almost started but was stopped by the matron. “Sorry deary, forgot something.” She said and I could feel her reach inside me and then remove something from inside me.

When I could see her she was holding the thing in her hand which meant that every-time I got spermed it would stay inside me!

I could see my mother as my father pulled her hair back to make sure she was watching me as the man behind me pushed his cock in to my pussy. “Oh God Tom, stop him, he raping our daughter.” Mummy said but I smiled at her, I wasn’t being raped this was for the good of the village.

“Tom! Tom! To-umph” Mummy said as daddy put his cock into her mouth.

“You know Cynthia, you must learn not to be so uptight, it’s not your fault that you can’t conceive, but you can help our daughter, why don’t you get the next group ready for her.” Daddy said and I could see from his actions that he was sperming mummy’s belly. Then the sparks started again and I found myself … cumming yet again, it was wonderful.

And for the next three hours that’s what happened, mummy would take men in her mouth and then they’d come over to me and sperm me, but I still cleaned off all their cocks afterwards.

The night was just the same I could get a nap during my half-hour sessions. I had completely lost count of the number of times I saw those lights and sparks, but it was nearly every-time I had a cock in me.

The next day there was a slight change, mummy was gone from the stocks and two more matrons were standing by the stocks. I went to put my head in the stocks but my two matrons stopped me, “Not yet Pauline.” I was told and so I stood by my stocks and waited.

After a few minutes the Mayor came out leading a crying girl of my age, he brought her to my stocks first. “Pauline, this is Charlene Adams. Her family lives outside the village at one of the farms.” He told me, so that was why I’d never seen her before, she hadn’t been in the village as such. She looked up at me and then gasped.

“You … you look like … me!” She said and I smiled at her.

“There is a reason for that.” I told her and looked at the Mayor who seemed shocked, he looked at my matrons who both blushed.

“I see … do you want to tell her?” He said to me.

I nodded, “Can I have a word with her alone?” I asked him.

“You know there’s no escape from the village?” He said to me but there was a look in his face, one of hopelessness.

I nodded again, “I know, and I owe the village my life, I won’t turn my back on it.” I told him to see relief on his face.

I took Charlene’s hand and walked to the rest-room, and took her to a mirror; the reflection was of two girls, both identical to each other, although one’s face was more sunburnt than the other.

“Can I tell you something?” I asked her, she nodded frowning at the reflection. “Nearly 12 years ago there was an accident, only two children survived. They were taken in by a nearby village where there were no boys, hadn’t been for some time. The doctors examined the children, both girls and decided that they would only produce girl children. To help the village to survive what should those girls do?” I asked her.

“But why don’t they ask for help?” She said.

I snorted, “Didn’t you have any classes?” I asked her she just looked at me and so I sighed, “Okay there was a war, a bad one. It was nasty, they dropped bombs, we dropped bombs. They weren’t ones that blew up the ground, they had things inside them, and they altered the body of women, so that only boys were born, no girls.” I had been told this but I thought it had been wrong as I was alive, but there had been no other girls in the class, it was just one of those things that was normal.

“So that was why mum and dad had all those boys, I though I was the unlucky one.” Charlene said.

I nodded, “And I grew up in the village, I hadn’t seen another boy but everyone took it as normal and so I didn’t think about it, if I asked my mum she would only say ‘it’s nothing’." I added

“So you’re my sister?” Charlene said.

“And you’re mine.” I told her smiling.

“So what do they want us to do?” my sister – my sister! – asked me.

“You might not like it, but they want to make us pregnant. You know by sticking their cocks into us.” I told her.

“Like the bulls with the cows?” Charlene said.

“I suppose so, I’ve never seen them.” I said which is true, all I’ve know is pictures in a book.

“Will it hurt?” Charlene asked me scared for the moment.

“At first, but if you get into it then there's a wonderful thing that happens.” I told her.

“I’m scared.” Charlene confessed to me.

“So was I, but it’s okay because we’re together now sister.” I hugged her, then taking her hand we walked back to the stocks. I showed my sister how to stand and then she watched me as the next man began pushing his cock into me. I didn’t see the sparks as I was trying to calm her down. Then I cleaned his cock as the next man began to use me.

After a time Charlene nodded and positioned herself in the stocks. The matrons held her hand as the first man entered her, I could see her eyes widen as his cock entered her pussy and she screamed out as he took her.

In the silence that followed I called to my sister, “It’s okay Charlene, you feel like it’s killing you but just relax and let yourself feel it.” I told her. Charlene looked to me and nodded. The matrons smiled at me and then one knelt down and started to kiss Charlene on the cheek and began to gently touch her forming tits.

I just relaxed in my stock and began feeling the cock moving inside me building up the feelings, hands rubbing my tits and pussy, making me ‘cum’ again and again. In a way it was very nice to be the pregnant queen of the village as long as my sister could be the princess.