Both men and woman accused by the church of heracy and witchcraft are sent to the dungeon for confession.
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Damned By the Inquisition
A story by Archer
This is my third story posted on the archive; this story is longer
and more graphic in detail. The reader may find the content of this
story, rather strong. I have included an email address, so you may
let me know what you think.
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I welcome all comments. Enjoy
The year is 1512, Europe is being torn apart by war and disease.
The Holy Roman Church is locked in a bitter conflict throughout the
Middle East. Men of Science strive to advance their understanding
of the world and mysteries of the universe. Working through the
shadows, always one step behind these great discoveries stood the
Church and Rome.
Men of Science battled men of faith, the eternal questions and
conflict between religious belief and practical learning with
knowledge produced more fear and hatred than understanding. The
Church decided a stand had to be made, knights appointed by the
Pope formed what became known as the Inquisition. These knights and
men of god were charged with travelling through cities and towns,
aiding the Church and bringing swift justice to heretics and
criminals alike.
The Church bell rang, through the bars of the cell, Daniel looked
up at the sun, and slow moving clouds covered the rays of light,
cutting through the sky. He looked across to the other prisoner
asleep on the floor, a large bruise covered most of his back, the
guards had given the man quite a beating. Daniel sat down, the cell
walls were cold and dark, during the winter months, prisoner’s
freeze. Outside the cell Daniel heard someone walking down the
corridor, the sound stopped outside the door, several seconds
later, with the heavy sound of two bolts being pulled, the door
swung open.
In walked one of the guards armed with a short sward; he carried a
large roll of bread and two tin mugs filled with water. Placing the
mugs on the floor he handed the loaf to Daniel and without speaking
simply exited the cell, shut and locked the door again. Daniel
listened as the guard walked back down the corridor, the sound of
his footsteps becoming quieter. Daniel had not eaten for nearly a
day, and tore the loaf in two, leaving half for his fellow prisoner.
Daniel stood by the window, in the street below people busied them
selves; market traders set out their goods, armour, weapons,
clothes and food. The prisoner who had until this time been fast
asleep woke. Daniel watched as the prisoner stood up and walked
across the small cell, he quickly eat the half loaf and drank the
water in the mug. Daniel spoke “good afternoon-my name is Daniel”,
the prisoner half smiled and stood by the window watching the
street below, he spoke “yes I know who you are-you are the man who
says the earth is round and we are not created by the lord god.
Daniel looked into the prisoner’s face “why are you here-why do the
guards beat you”. The prisoner sat on the floor, he looked
downwards saying “I have been here for several days, the guards
beat me because the Church tell them to beat me”. Daniel said “I do
not understand-what is your crime-why are you here”. The man did
not move he simply said, “I stole bodies for the university doctors-
you know the only bodies the doctors receive are those rotting
criminals-hung from trees”. Daniel felt ill at hearing this, the
man continued “there are doctors who wish to procure fresh bodies-
that is where I come in”. Daniel asked the man exactly how we
procured these bodies. Simple he said “you have to keep a keen eye
on the grave diggers and damn priests-when the hole is dug and
filled with the dead-I come in the night and take them away-to the
university”.
Daniel knew this serious crime would probably end with his body
swinging from an oak branch, or consumed by flames. Daniel sensed
the prisoner thought similarly, and said “you might get out of this-
you could name the doctor who paid you for bodies-that way you
might be released”. The prisoner snapped back “are you stupid-these
men do not let you know their names or see their face-everything is
arranged before-I bring body-the payment is left for me in a secret
place-no body knows who they are”.
Daniel thought for a second, “you could throw your self on the
mercy of the Church, they may be lenient-set you free with a fine”.
The man sneered, “I have no hope-everyone knows I will hang for it”.
Somewhere outside the cell, shouts and orders rang out echoing
through the building. Daniel and the prisoner listened trying to
identify the shouting. Several people were walking along the
corridor, again the bolts were drawn back and the door swung open.
Into the cell walked two guards, outside several more guards
waited. The guard spoke “come along with us-we have some questions
to ask you”. The other guard moved forward and seized the prisoner
by the arm. The guard led the prisoner outside into the corridor,
the first guard turned to Daniel saying “you should learn to keep
your mouth shut-the Inquisition are on their way here to deal with
him-you could be next”.
Daniel felt a cold chill ran across his body the Inquisition are
feared and hated, they have no remorse and act without compassion.
Daniel had to think fast if he was to survive this.
The guard locked the door and slowly the sound of marching feet
faded away. Daniel woke after sleeping for some time, somewhere
outside the cell a scream echoed, and Daniel listened to the
screams trying to identify their origin. He had heard from other
prisoners and guards that he met outside the prison walls, that
woman who have been accused by the Church of witchcraft and similar
crimes are bought into the cells. They are always tortured by their
accusers and sexually molested. Daniel knew these stories to be
true, but always had the luxury of standing outside the prison wall.
The screams stopped suddenly, the woman prisoner is either dead or
unconscious, and at least the silence has returned. Daniel again
heard someone approach his cell; the unlocked door swung open and
with sward at the ready, in walked the guard he had seen earlier.
He spoke, “you must come with me-you will be questioned-answer
honestly and you have nothing to fear”. Daniel asked, “what have I
done wrong-I have not committed any crime”. The guard pointed his
sward “come-walk this way-do not try to run-you will be killed
instantly”.
Daniel walked into the corridor; the dark stone and flickering
torchlight made this a very frightening and eerie place. The guard
gave directions, walking down two flights of stone steps; he walked
into a large room, with a heavy wooden door at the far end. The
guard stopped and walked to the door, he banged the hilt of his
sward on the wood panels. Sounds could be heard from within, a
large man well in excess of six feet tall opened the heavy door.
The Guard addressed the man saying, “here is the prisoner-you have
some time before the Inquisition arrive”. Smiling the tall man
walked forward and taking Daniel by the arm bought him inside. With
Daniel safe inside the dungeon, the tall man slammed the door and
threw the heavy bolt locking securely.
Daniel surveyed his surroundings; the dungeon walls had heavy
chains and manacles attached, in the centre of the room stood a
large table with wide strips of brown leather. Looking upward
Daniel saw a large wooden cross-turned on its side, the large “X”
had chains and clamps positioned. The smell of blood and fresh
sweat was strong, looking across to the opposite wall, Daniel saw a
fireplace. The fire had been stoked; positioned on a tripod above
the fire was a variety of iron and steel instruments. All these
items looked nasty, and designed for inflicting pain on people.
The tall man spoke with a foreign accent “you will come here-take
off your clothes”; Daniel was pushed against the wall with the
chains and manacles. Daniel protested and said “look I am sorry but
I will not take my clothes off as…”. The tall man standing in front
of Daniel lashed out with his left leg; the leather boot caught
Daniel firmly between both legs. Standing motionless for several
seconds, Daniel screamed as the pain from the kick to his balls
surged through his body. The tall man laughed, and made the motion
to kick him again, “you evil bastard Daniel shouted”, as he lay on
his side, both hands clutching his genitals. The tall man laughing
walked to the other side of the room and taking a bottle of wine
from a leather bag, drank half the bottle straight away.
Slowly the pain faded, Daniel stood up and started to undress, the
man sat on a large wooden seat and watched. Several minutes later
Daniel was naked, his captor stood up saying “good-you will now
stand against the wall and do not move-you don’t want to say hello
to my boot again do you”. Daniel stood naked against the wall; his
captor secured heavy iron chains to both his wrists and ankles.
Standing with his spread legs the vulnerable cock and balls made
him fear that the keeper might kick him again.
The captor stood back admiring Daniel’s figure his fat limp penis
hung to the right, his testicles hung loose within the scrotum. He
stepped forward and took hold of Daniel’s penis, “this I like-your
cock is nice and fat”. Reaching down he cupped Daniel’s scrotum in
the palm of his hand, squeezing the balls within, moving them
through his fingers. He spoke again “these I also like-your balls-I
will enjoy having you here”. Daniel winced as the man squeezed his
left testicle and pulled it downward.
A knock at the door made the man release his tight grip, the knock
meant that another prisoner was being bought in to the dungeon. The
tall man opened the door, a young guard armed with a crossbow stood
beside another young man, he spoke to the keeper “here is another
prisoner, this man has killed a villager-we were told to bring him
to you”. The dungeon keeper spoke “bring him inside-I will take
care of him”. Smiling the soldier pushed the prisoner inside the
dungeon. Immediately both the guard and prisoner looked at Daniel,
his naked body, exposed for all to see. The guard spoke “what a
lovely body-look at those balls” the keeper shut the door and
walked over, he took Daniel’s heavy balls in his hand saying, “yes
his balls are firm-very good-you have a feel”. Daniel felt
humiliated now the guards were feeling his testes- his cock began
to pulse, as blood coursed through the veins.
The guard gave his balls a powerful squeeze then turned and left
the dungeon; the keeper walked over to the new prisoner,
saying, “you will take off your clothes-and stand against this
wall”. Daniel was glad that the other prisoner would be chained
against the opposite wall, he hoped the prisoner had equally good
genitals, so that he might be unmolested.
The prisoner stripped naked; again the captor sat on the wooden
seat watching, as the young man stood naked against the wall. The
prisoner was chained, in a similar fashion to himself. Now both men
stood naked spread legged and vulnerable. Daniel noticed that the
young man had a huge pair of testicles. The keeper noticed this
also and dragging the wooden seat across to the young man sat down.
His face was several inches from the largest pair of hairy balls he
had seen. Smiling the keeper spoke “your balls are wonderful-I will
have these for my self”.
He reached out his left hand and cupped the hairy scrotum in his
hand, the balls were very large, and the keeper felt each testicle
intimately. The young man’s penis started to rise; the cock
throbbed and quickly grew in size. The captor lent forward pulling
on the prisoners ball bag and took the underside of the hairy
scrotum into his mouth. The sucking of his balls made the now erect
penis pulse. The captor washed the man’s balls thoroughly with his
tongue and chewed on the pubic hair. Soon hot cum was surging from
the balls; the dungeon keeper sensed the approaching climax.
Daniel watched in horror as the captor produced a large knife from
his boot. The prisoner cried out moving his hips forward, as he
came. Hot sperm gushed forward, in a wide arc, splashing onto the
floor. The keeper timed his action to the second, holding the young
man’s balls firmly, with a flash of steel-he cut through the
scrotum. The severed ball bag pulsed and throbbed in his closed
hand, cum still spewed from the erect cock. Ecstasy of the
ejaculation turned to horror as the man realised his balls had been
cut off, blood spurted from the wound covering both keeper and
floor, still holding the severed ball bag in one hand, and the
bloody knife in the other.
The keeper stood in front of the young man smiling, waving in his
face the severed hairy sac; fresh blood covered his fingers and
dripped onto the stone floor. Screaming and twisting in agony the
young mans life blood flowed onto the ground. He died after several
minutes.
The keeper walked across to Daniel who had turned white from fear,
holding the dead prisoners balls close to his face, he spoke “you
are lucky he had bigger balls-I will have fun with you yet”. Daniel
watched as the keeper walked over to a large table covered with
surgical instruments and two large jars. The balls were placed
within one of the jars.
Walking across to Daniel he spoke; “I am going to leave you here
for a while-I want you to think carefully about the Inquisition-
they are coming”. The man smiled and ran his fingers across
Daniel’s chest and ribcage. Daniel spoke “who are you-why are you
here”, the Keeper came close to Daniel’s face and spoke quietly,
his hand gently fondling the balls, “I am here because I am very
good at my work-extracting confessions under pain and torture”.
Daniel stood motionless, as the keeper continued to play.
The keeper stood back to admire his prisoner, Daniel’s testicles
hung down fully in their pink fleshy bag, the keeper spoke, “I will
leave you now-but before I go”. Again the keeper kicked Daniel, his
foot connected fully with both balls. Daniel screamed loudly, the
keeper laughed and turned to leave the dungeon.
Several hours later, Daniel was woken by the sound of the heavy
wooden door opening. Inside stepped the keeper, he smiled at Daniel
and spoke “how do you feel now-pain in balls gone”. The keeper sat
by the fireplace, cleaning several steel instruments. Some time
passed when there came a knock at the door. The keeper opened the
door, and for several minutes spoke to someone outside. Daniel
looked across towards the body of the young man, but was surprised
to see that the body had gone. It had been collected while Daniel
slept following the torture.
The door opened, and a woman with long black hair was pushed
inside. The keeper looked across to Daniel saying, “here we have a
woman-for company”, the woman stood still, tears ran down the side
of her face. The keeper continued “you will confess your witchcraft-
and crimes against the village people-then you will be put to death
at the stake”. The keeper told the woman to undress and stand in
the centre of the room. Slowly sobbing tears of terror, the woman
stripped. Daniel watched the woman and marvelled at her beauty and
figure, the long slim legs and firm round breasts. The woman slid
her underclothes onto the ground, thick pubic hair covered the
insides of both thighs, there was so much of the pubic hair, Daniel
could not see her labia or any of her sex.
The keeper smiled and licked his lips, studying the naked woman; he
felt a surge within his crotch-his cock pulsed. He spoke, “now-you
must stand here”, and pointing at the wall opposite, where
previously stood the young man. Daniel watched as the keeper
attached both sets of manacles to her limbs. The heavy chains
pulled both arms apart painfully; the legs were also spread by the
weight of the Iron.
The keeper stood back admiring the woman’s form, her breasts and
open thighs inviting. He stretched out his left hand and moved his
fingers across the flat of her stomach then crotch. His fingers
slid through the thick pubic hair and spread apart her labia; the
moist entrance invited his fingers. Daniel watched the molestation
of the prisoner and was both excited and horrified by what he saw,
his penis began to pulse his balls moved below the rising cock.
The keeper looked at Daniel, noticing his growing erection’ smiling
he pushed two fingers up into her vagina and moved his other hand
across her breasts. The woman tried to push away from him; the
keeper laughed and pushed his fingers further inside her body.
After several minutes he withdrew his fingers from her body.
Looking at Daniel with his erect penis and hung balls, he
spoke “woman you will confess your crimes”, removing the heavy
chains from her limbs, she fell heavily to the ground.
The keeper walked over to his table covered with surgical
instruments and removed the cork lid from both jars. Daniel and the
woman watched as the keeper took a small tray from the table and
placed several objects from the jars onto the tray. Smiling broadly
as he walked across the dungeon floor, he showed the tray’s
contents to them both. The woman screamed as her gaze fixed upon an
eyeball, a severed breast and a woman’s outer labia-still with
pubic hair attached. Daniel realised that this was no ordinary man-
he was a pure sadist capable of virtually anything.
The keeper took the tray over to the table and placing the items
back into the jars, spoke “you do not want to be tortured do you”.
The woman cried aloud “I will do anything-please don’t torture me-I
will do whatever you say”. The keeper spoke softly “I want you to
walk over to that prisoner and kneel down between his legs”. The
woman turned her head to look at Daniel, his bound naked body-limp
cock and low hanging balls. Daniel watched as the naked woman
walked over to him and knelt down, her face only inches from his
genitals.
The keeper held a branding iron, this he placed into the fire and
soon a red glow developed across the length of the iron. The heat
was stifling and sweat gathered across both their naked bodies. The
keeper took hold of the red-hot iron and approached the pair
saying, “woman you must confess to witchcraft and bringing disease
to these good people”. The woman screamed fearing the iron would
burn her. She pleaded “no-no please-I beg you not this”, the keeper
looked carefully at the woman’s face, “you must do something-you
must take his cock into your mouth”. The woman fearing the red iron
turned to Daniel and taking hold of his limp cock- slowly she slid
the penis into her mouth.
The keeper moved so he could see the woman sucking on Daniel’s
cock, the erection developed, his balls swung forward with the
sucking motion. The keeper felt his own cock and balls throb within
the confines of tight leather. Daniel’s thighs bucked his balls
started to empty their sperm, the keeper shouted “you must swallow-
bitch or I will push the iron up your cunt”. Daniel could not stop
the climax; his large balls sent waves of hot cum into her mouth.
She swallowed several mouthful’s, hot salty cum slid from the side
of her mouth The woman withdrew from Daniel’s erect cock, and
turning away from him she looked at her captor.
The keeper was naked standing in full view of both prisoners, his
erect cock reached nine inches, his scrotum had been stretched at
least double it’s normal length. Inside the fleshy sac hung two
huge balls. The Keeper walked across to the woman, standing in
front of her he spoke “stand up bitch and face me”. The woman stood
facing her captor, wiping cum from her mouth, she marvelled at the
huge scrotum and size of his penis. He spoke again “I want you to
kick me-kick me hard right here”, opening his legs wide to receive
the full force of the blow. The woman pointed at his genitals “you
want me to kick you there”, again he spoke “yes kick my balls as
hard as you can-or I will have you gang raped by the guards”.
The woman took two steps backwards then launched herself; her left
foot slammed into the hanging scrotum and erect cock. The keeper
stood motionless his genitals turned dark red, pain filled his
body. He slowly walked over to the wooden seat and sat down with
his legs spread wide, he spoke “that was good-hard kick-come here
and stand before me”. The woman stood before her captor fearful,
leaning forward he pushed both his hands between her thighs, the
legs opened giving him complete access to her sex. Sliding one hand
between her thighs he seized her backside and pulled her nearer, he
placed both his hands on her hips and lifted her body into the air.
Powerful arm muscles held her in mid air, he leant forward opening
his mouth wide and lowered her body down, her sex now rested upon
his open mouth.
Daniel watched as the captor started to suck and probe the woman
with his tongue, again he felt a dull throb within his cock. The
keeper held her body for several minutes washing and biting at her
crotch; he tore pubic hair from her labia with his teeth. Suddenly
she shuddered and cried out in pleasure her climax came in painful
waves. The keeper continued to work his tongue within her entrance.
Removing his face from her thighs; sweat and pussy fluids covered
his mouth and chin. The keeper stood up and dragged the woman
across to the wooden X frame. He quickly bound her, both arms and
legs spread wide. The woman feared this might be the start of more
torture, watching as the branding iron was again placed into the
fire.
The keeper walked over to Daniel and spoke, “do you remember when I
said that I would have fun with you”. Daniel now feared pain and
torture, he looked straight at the keeper saying “please don’t harm
me-I have thought carefully about the inquisition and will turn to
god and ask for forgiveness”.
The keeper sneered and walked across to the woman, he positioned
his body between her bound and spread thighs, pushing his cock
against her pussy. The woman cried as his huge cock pushed past the
labia and entered her vagina. Daniel watched the rape of the woman;
he could see the captor’s balls swing forwards as his thrusts
carried into her pussy. Daniel had a full erection and soon his own
balls would send sperm shooting across the stone floor. The keeper
sped his rhythmic thrusting, with heavy sighs he released his balls
contents into the woman’s vagina. The woman cried aloud, hot cum
filled her pussy as he continued to thrust sending hot sperm into
her body.
The keeper stopped his thrusting and withdrew his penis from her
body; the captor reached for a knife from the table in the centre
of the room. He approached Daniel holding the blade, saying “now
let me see-what should happen now-I let you go-I cut out your left
ball-I take both your eyes”. Daniel pleaded “please let me go-I
will never fail the church again”. The keeper took hold of Daniel’s
scrotum and placed the blade behind the sac at the root of his
penis. Daniel now terrified that his balls are about to be cut off,
cried out “not my balls-anything but those”. The captor drew his
blade across the soft skin making an incision, not enough to cause
major damage, but enough to start bleeding and further terrorise
his prisoner.
The woman sobbed quietly, his cum slid down her thighs and dripped
onto the floor. The captor went over to the woman and released her
from the X frame; she stood wiping the sticky cum from her crotch
and thighs. The keeper walked across to Daniel and similarly
released him from his chains. Both naked prisoners clung sat
together for strength.
The captor took hold of the woman by the arm and made her stand and
lean over the table in the centre of the dungeon. Heavy iron chains
secured her feet to the table legs. The spread thighs gave Daniel
full view of her backside-anus, and exposed sex. The keeper stood
behind the woman’s spread legs and slid his hand across her ass;
fingers spread both cheeks exposing the tight anus. The woman tried
to clench both buttocks tightly together; he would not allow this
and taking hold of the branding iron, seared an X symbol on her
left buttock. The woman screamed for several minutes, the torture
had started. The keeper placed the iron back into the fire and
returned to the woman saying, “I don’t want to have to do that
again”. He slid his fingers across her ass and pushed a finger
against her exposed anus. The woman breathed deeply as she felt his
fingers spread her anus and pushed one finger within.
The keeper moved away from the woman and walked across to Daniel
saying, “I want you to fuck her-fuck her in the ass”. Daniel stood
behind the woman, her spread thighs inviting. He moved close
pushing his cock against her ass, reaching with his hand he pushed
two fingers gently into her anus, the tight pink flesh stretched
tightly enclosing his fingers. Daniel’s erect penis probed her ass
and removing his fingers, slowly slid his cock up into her body.
Daniel had not experienced anal sex before; the sensation was new
and exciting. Her tight anus stretched painfully to receive his
member. Daniel thrust forwards opening his legs wide, his balls
hung low and swung between her thighs. The keeper moved between
Daniel’s spread legs and reached forward taking hold of the
swinging balls. Daniel was enjoying the sensation, fucking the
woman-and having his balls played with at the same time.
The keeper removed his hand from Daniel’s swinging balls; he
attached a rope around both ankles. Daniel was now tied against the
woman; he could not withdraw his cock or step away from the table.
He continued to thrust forward his balls ready to empty their load.
Listening carefully to the sounds, the captor stood back and
readied himself. The woman screamed, Daniel cried out, as his balls
forced hot cum up her anal passage. Their captor launched himself;
his large boot flew upward connecting with both balls-and her sex.
The pain was incredible both prisoners screamed and shouted.
Daniel’s balls felt as though they were crushed. Again the captor
kicked, putting as much force as possible, between the prisoners
spread legs. Both prisoners were in agony, screaming as the force
of the blow to their genitals increased.
The keeper laughed aloud and watched the prisoners twist in pain.
He took a sharp blade from the table, showing the blade to the
prisoners he spoke, “now I will have fun with you”. Moving close
behind the two prisoners, he clasped Daniel’s hanging testicles.
The blade made short work of the soft skin, blood gushed forward
covering the woman and spread onto the floor. The captor sliced
through skin and tissue, the scrotum came away from his body,
Daniel screamed twisting and trembling as the pain filled his
senses.
The keeper stood up holding the severed balls; he moved across the
table and dropped the balls in front of the woman’s face. The woman
cried out, she realised that Daniel was bleeding to death and his
cock was still inside her anus. Daniel made several screeching
sounds and fell heavily against her body. The keeper untied
Daniel’s legs and pushed his corpse onto the stone floor. The woman
felt his erect cock slide from her body. The keeper released her
also from the chains and walking over to the heavy door, called for
a guard to enter.
The woman stood beside Daniel, blood covered her body and spread
across the floor, seeping into the cracks. A guard entered the
dungeon and seeing the scene of torture spoke “you must get her out
of here quick”. The keeper asked what was happening, “she is
innocent of any crimes-we have found the real witch”. The keeper
turned looking at the woman “it is such a shame-she would have made
a lovely guest here”. The guard walked over to the woman and walked
her out of the dungeon and down a long corridor.
The keeper took hold of Daniel’s testicles and dropped them into
the jar; he dragged the corpse across the stone floor and disposed
of the body in a large underground pit.
The keeper threw several buckets of water across the stone floor
and left the dungeon.
He spoke to himself as he climbed the stone steps “another day
ended-we will see what the lord sends me tomorrow”.
The End