The forgotten little village
Our little village is very old-fashioned. Once, some archaeologist and historian came to us to learn about Mongolia, and he left us photographs of other villages. We were amazed at the houses they were already building there. Our shacks were more like huts that children build in the summer. In general, they were huts, as everything in them leaked, and due to frequent
avalanches, with no possibility to restore each dwelling every time, many houses looked like a pile of junk gathered into some semblance of a home. I lived in approximately the same kind of place.Our village itself looked like one big street, with small alleys branching off here and there, but those had only two or three houses, unlike the main one, which had a good hundred huts. In the middle of the main street, on a cleared wasteland, was our landmark—a huge square with a tall, deeply embedded pole standing in its center. It served as our clock, although no one knew where north was. But we acted wisely: we dug numbers into the ground at roughly equal distances from each other—from 1 to 12—these were our clock. However, we constantly had to dig up the earth and lay out stones so our numbers wouldn't spread apart.
But the main purpose of this pole was for punishing the girls in the village. When a female individual made some mistake, she faced punishment in the form of being chained to the clock pole for one night or several days, depending on her offense.
The father would personally undress his daughter and drag her to the pole to carry out the punishment. It was a holiday for the whole village. The girl was tied to the pole with her hands up, and to prevent her from resisting the permitted harassment, her legs were spread apart.
When a girl was punished, a feast without food began. Where the main treat was the girl. All the men of the settlement gathered around her and satisfied their desires. Naturally, under such conditions, our birth rate was high, and male satisfaction, as well as female, was at its peak. This is how we lived.
Of course, it also happened that more than one girl was punished. In such cases, they were tied to the pole back to back, meaning only the pole was between their backs. Such moments were not the most beloved by the villagers, I don't know why, personally I liked them.
Every self-respecting man had to try the punished girl's pussy so that she could, with his help, rid herself of her sin before the people.
It also happened that a very large number of girls had to be punished. In such cases, they did this. The most guilty girl was tied to the pole, and the rest were tied to the fences, of which, by the way, there were only six in the settlement, but they were long.
The girls at the fences were the most unlucky, although it was considered a milder punishment. Our fences are quite low, and girls need to be immobilized to serve their punishment. For this, the punished were tied bent over the fence. In this position, the girls had two silly holes visible instead of one, and many men liked to use the upper hole to satisfy their desire.
It was considered the father's duty to wean the girl from her deeds by being the first to try his daughter. And most fathers specifically tried to get their daughter assigned to the fence to use the other hole for punishment purposes.
There was a ritual of a girl's initiation into womanhood, in which all the men of our settlement were obliged to participate. A girl who started growing pubic hair was brought to the pole, but not tied; instead, a special stand was set up, she was laid on it, and another boy who had also entered puberty was allowed to deflower the little woman. The next had to be an older boy, and the third was always the girl's father. Incest was a mandatory condition for us. The father also worked on his daughter's upper hole for future punishments.
It was believed that the more blood a girl spilled on the ground, the more honorable she would be in the future, so many fathers tried to lead their daughter to the initiation altar—the pole—during her first period, before which they carefully shaved their daughter's pubic hair.
Of course, under such conditions, it was very, very difficult to accurately track the father, but with some, the most peaceful girls in our village, it happened that they chose one chosen one for life and gave birth to him. But in most cases, it happened that from the pleasures received by the girl during her punishment, she deliberately did stupid things to return to the central square of the village.
Every year, the population in our village grew, and in particular, the number of girls increased. And I remember that last year, every day, without having time to recover strength, we had to go to carry out punishments.
We began to categorically lack time for work in the fields, so the members of the village council began to think about how to replace human labor in carrying out punishments with something else.
And soon it was decided that working men in the field should get themselves dogs. Many already had their own dogs, which they used for herding livestock, and they began diligently sharing growing puppies with others who didn't have dogs.
Immediately after the news spread through the town, the number of lustful girls misbehaving for the sake of punishment decreased. Only some who had completely immersed themselves in this lifestyle at the pole continued to appear tied up on the main square. Now the pose in which they served their punishment also changed. They were placed on all fours, with a rope from the pole tightly tied to their hair. Their legs were left immobile. Dogs were let near the girls, while the men themselves went to work for food.
I was not a worker and therefore often sat in the shade of the house and watched as the punished girls trembled under the dogs.
This excited me more than when I watched men copulating with virgins, who squealed in pain and thrashed in different directions. Sometimes, unable to bear it, I would chase the dogs away and start working on the punished girl's holes myself. Most often I used the upper one, and as I understood, the dogs did too.
This excited me so much that my perverted mind began to think of how to use a girl simultaneously with a dog.
I didn't have to think long, and soon I slipped under the trembling girl and directed my cock inside her pussy, while the dog worked hard on her ass. I felt how her upper wall itched under the animal's thrusts. And the girl, feeling a second tool inside her, began to moan loudly from the waves of pleasure suddenly washing over her, which had already begun to fade from a series of wild orgasms.
I was caught at this activity by men returning from the field the next day, in the embrace of another girl, and they all, as one, began to try the new way of obtaining pleasure after a hard day's work.
Soon after the innovation, girls again flocked to the obelisk of sex.
The only thing this law did not touch was a girl's first time.
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