mobs abuse landlords

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Two mobs unchained the two men from the wooden stake, then dragged them, like livestock, to a pond, washing the mud and filth off Hansen and Jeff. They then brought them before Vic.

"Take these two wretches and parade them around the manor, then bring them to the threshing floor to wait for me,"

Vic said, looking at the two naked, shackled men before him. Their washed bodies, though scarred, still exuded the charming air of noblemen, though their disheveled appearance and faces filled with shame and humiliation made the Earl and Jeff look utterly pathetic.

"Everyone come out and see! Look at the Earl and his son! Look at these two stinking pigs being paraded around naked!"

a Sekh man shouted, summoning all the serfs and farmhands from the manor.

Behind him, two black men led Hansen and Jeff by chains.

Two men, dragging heavy shackles and handcuffs behind their backs, sobbed in humiliation, displaying their naked, ravaged bodies before their former serfs.

The men and women watching watched with hatred and agitation as their former masters were treated like slaves. Those among them who had brutally raped Hansen and Jeff loudly discussed the acts, hurling the most vile and obscene insults at them.

When Hansen and Jeff were led to the threshing ground, Vic was already there, prepared to continue their torment.

In the open space of the threshing ground stood a sturdy wooden frame, from which hung heavy iron shackles—the instrument the plantation owner used to torture disobedient serfs.

Vic removed the chain from Hansen's neck and then ordered two Sekh men to bring the count to the instrument and unlock his handcuffs.

“No…please, spare me!”

Hansen was roughly grabbed by two thugs, the plantation owner's hands raised above his head and handcuffed to the two handcuffs at the top of the wooden frame.

He already knew what kind of torture he was about to suffer; fear and shame made him beg for mercy loudly.

“Shut up! You stinking pig, have you forgotten how you treated us?!”

Vic said viciously, then ordered two black men to bring Jeff to the torture device as well.

They unlocked the boy's handcuffs, then roughly grabbed the boy's hands, who was still crying and begging for mercy, spread Jeff's arms, and tied his hands tightly to the two ends of the wooden frame beam with rope. Then Vic came up, holding two strong fishing lines, and tied the plantation owner and his son's bodies together.

"No, ah... please, spare us..."

Bound by fishing line and forced to press their bodies together, the father and son cried out in agony. Their naked bodies trembled uncontrollably, yet they dared not move an inch, for the slightest movement would cruelly tighten the fishing line binding them, causing them unbearable suffering!

"You wretched pigs! Do you remember whipping me here before?! Today I'll make you two stinking pigs taste the feeling of being whipped!" Vic said viciously.

"You will split into two teams, each whipping these two stinking pigs hard! But each person is only allowed one lash, understand?"

Vic shouted to the surrounding Sekh people. More than a hundred serfs had automatically formed two lines, and the person at the head was handed a leather whip as thick as a finger.

Vic knew that Hansen and his son, these two pampered noblemen, could not withstand the whipping. He did not want these two beautiful and noble captives to be beaten to death, so he ordered the hateful Sekh people to only give one lash each.

“Vic! Please, spare us!! Please!!!”

Hansen was terrified at the sight of the terrifying whip in the mob’s hands. Even before the whip touched him, he was already terrified, crying out desperately!

“You filthy pig, you’re already this scared before the whip even touches you! You swear to be a slave to us Sekh people, a male prostitute for our public use!! Never to disobey or resist!”

“I, I swear! I will be your slave, your male prostitute! Spare me…”

Hansen threw aside all shame and dignity, crying and begging for mercy.

“You slut! But I’m still going to whip you two lowly pigs severely, so you’ll remember you have some sense! Begin!!”

“No, ah!!!”

The manor owner’s desperate cries were immediately interrupted by the dull thud of the whip striking tender flesh. A long, bloody welt instantly appeared on Hansen’s buttocks, the skin on his mound torn open, blood slowly seeping out!

At the same time, another Sekh man's whip lashed hard across Jeff's smooth back, producing a dull thud as skin tore open. The tortured boy let out a bloodcurdling scream!

"Ah!!!"

Both men convulsed violently, but this pulled on the fishing line binding them, causing excruciating pain that doubled, making them wail in agony!

"Spare me! Vic, I... Ah!!!"

Before Hansen could plead, another lash struck the naked manor lord's buttocks!

"Ah!!! Spare me... Waaah..."

The burning pain spread through his buttocks, back, and thighs; Hansen felt as if his skin had been ripped off! But he dared not move his upper body, which was tied to his son, and could only violently shake his torn buttocks, crying and begging for mercy.

"I...I swear to be your slave...Spare me..."

Hansen was in so much pain he could barely breathe. His bare buttocks and back were covered in blood from the whipping, a horrific network of welts crisscrossing his flesh, making the noble man, chained to the torture device, appear utterly pathetic.

Vic ignored the two unfortunate men's pitiful cries and pleas. He silently watched as one mob after another approached the two noblemen chained to the torture device, lashing their bare backs, buttocks, and thighs with their heavy whips. Seeing the beautiful flesh covered in raised, bloody welts, their swaying buttocks gradually turning into bloody lumps of flesh, he felt a bloody satisfaction.

The mob, in two lines, had barely passed halfway when the two men chained to the device had already been whipped unconscious. The Earl and his son's naked bodies lay limp and lifeless, only twitching weakly when the whips struck them heavily. Their pitiful cries and screams ceased completely.

Seeing that the two men had been tortured unconscious, Vic quickly signaled the mob to stop.

He went to the wooden frame and carefully examined Hansen and Jeff.

Both were completely unconscious; their naked bodies had been so brutally ravaged by the whippings that they were almost unrecognizable: their buttocks were two gruesome mounds of flesh covered in welts and blood; their once smooth backs and strong thighs were mangled and bleeding, blood seeping from the wounds down their calves to their bare feet!

"Put them down! Stop hitting them! Get some water to wake these two bastards!"

Immediately, several thugs came forward, untied Hansen and Jeff from their handcuffs and ropes, removed their shackles, and laid the two blood-soaked, barely alive men on the ground.

Then someone brought a bucket of cold water and poured it over their naked bodies.

"Oh..." The two miserable men groaned, slowly regaining consciousness.

The shackles on their hands and feet had been removed, and as soon as they awoke, they huddled together and wept.

"Vic, please, spare me and Jeff... We'll do anything you want, just don't torture us anymore, sob sob..."

Hansen held his son, who was just as battered and bruised as he was, his last shred of dignity and pride stripped away by the cruel whipping. He lay naked like a true slave, crying and begging in sorrow.

"Alright, you slut!"

Vic cruelly pinched the count's bare chest hard. The body of his former master, who had suffered such torture, was beginning to fascinate him.

"You pig, come here! Untie my pants and serve me properly with your mouth!"

Vic walked to the open space beside him and lay down. Hansen stood up in utter humiliation, swaying his naked body, which was covered in whip marks, as he walked to Vic.

He closed his eyes in sorrow, unable to bear the contemptuous and evil smiles of the mob around him. With trembling hands, he unfastened the trousers of the shameless serf before him, then obediently knelt between Vic's parted legs, pulling out his thick, dark penis and swallowing it into his mouth.

"You filthy pig, open your eyes!" Vic felt a surge of displeasure seeing the humiliated count sucking his penis with his eyes closed.

The humiliated manor lord had no choice but to open his eyes, uttering muffled "oohs" as he continued to suck on Vic's swollen penis.

The thick penis filled Hansen's mouth, saliva dripping from the corners of his mouth, wetting his neck and aching chest, making him feel extremely uncomfortable and ashamed.

"No..."

Hearing Jeff's weak plea behind him, Hansen turned around with difficulty, the penis still in his mouth.

He saw his son hanging on the rack again, but this time not whipped, but raped from both the mouth and anus by two thugs.

Seeing Jeff, sobbing and groaning in shame, being violated by two burly men, a dark, fleshy penis brutally thrusting into the boy's swollen, whip-bruised buttocks, Hansen felt a profound despair and resignation.

"You filthy pig, get up! I'm going to fuck your asshole, you stinking pig!"

Hansen quickly spat out the saliva-covered penis from his mouth, trembling as he stood up, turning his back to Vic.

"You stinking pig! What are you waiting for?! Hurry up and spread your filthy ass and sit on me!"

Vic stared at the Earl's whip-bruised buttocks.

The whip marks on Hansen's body had stopped bleeding, but his buttocks were now covered in swollen, purplish-red welts, making them even more swollen and engorged.

Hansen closed his eyes again, shamefully spreading his still burning, aching buttocks with his hands, aligning his anus with the thick, saliva-covered penis of Vic lying on the ground, and slowly sat down.

"Ah..."

With a hot penis inserted into his aching buttocks, Hansen immediately felt an unspeakable sense of fullness and relief. He let out a long, sigh-like groan, then, supporting his swollen buttocks, he actively twisted and swayed on Vic's penis.

For some reason, Hansen no longer felt the shame of being violated and ravaged. The thick penis filling his anus instead brought him a sense of relief.

The hard, thick penis inserted into the manor owner's injured and aching buttocks, rubbing against his tender rectum, gave him a burning sense of fullness. This feeling of shame acted like an anesthetic, quickly diluting Hansen's physical pain, plunging him into the abyss of lust.

"Ah...oh..."

Hansen swayed his hips and waist violently, desperately clenching the penis inserted into his anus, groaning. Tears streamed from his closed eyes, ashamed of his depravity.

But the miserable plantation owner found he could no longer control his reason; his ravaged body had even begun to enjoy the feeling of being sodomized!

"No, ah..."

Hansen didn't know what he was groaning about. He felt a warm stream spray into his buttocks and immediately let out a crying groan.

As if unsatisfied, the plantation owner swayed his hips and turned to kneel before Vic, white semen flowing from the open hole between his buttocks.

Hansen grasped Vic's penis in his hand and sucked on it incessantly, desperately consuming the semen clinging to it.

Vic looked at the man before him, who was licking the last drop of semen from his penis like the most wanton male prostitute. His raised buttocks were covered in swollen, purplish-red welts from the whip, and

he was still making indistinct "ooh" sounds. A sudden sense of conqueror's pride washed over him: this man had once dominated his destiny, so unattainable, but now he had utterly degenerated into his male prostitute, whom he could manipulate and play with at will. "Pull this slut up, take him over there and play with him as you please! Make sure our Earl is well-fed," Vic said to his men after he had his fill.

Immediately, someone pulled up Hansen, who was still kneeling on the ground whimpering and groaning, and dragged him aside.

"Tie this slut up and fuck him!"

Several men dragged Hansen aside and ordered the manor lord to kneel down, his wounded buttocks exposed.

"No, don't tie me up..." Hansen groaned weakly. Although he had completely given up and even felt a tinge of desire at the thought of a man's penis being inserted into his body, he still felt ashamed to be tied up and played with.

Despite saying this, before the men could make a move, Hansen proactively spread his legs, obediently lowered his head, and put his hands behind his back, his swollen buttocks twitching a few times.

"Damn it, I didn't expect this count to be so lewd and despicable!"

the men cursed, bringing ropes to tie Hansen's hands tightly behind his back. Then one of them knelt down and thrust his thick penis hard into the count's anus, which was still dripping with Vic's semen.

"Oh..."

The thick penis entered the anus, which was thoroughly lubricated by semen, and a low "plop" sound came from between Hansen's swollen buttocks. The manor lord immediately shook his naked body, letting out a seductive moan.

"You lewd pig!!"

the mob cursed, thrusting violently into Hansen's anus as he knelt on the ground. While brutally raping the bound man, they relentlessly slapped the count's battered buttocks with their rough hands, producing dull, cruel "slap" sounds.

The hard, thick penis rubbed against the already swollen anal flesh, making the count feel as if his buttocks were on fire. This burning sensation quickly spread throughout Hansen's body, as if melting him, and he could no longer feel the pain of the slaps.

Hansen lay limp on the ground, enduring the brutal rape and abuse from the man behind him, his head tilted to the side, a mixture of humiliation and inexplicable pleasure emanating from him, uttering intermittent cries and groans.

"Oh, no..."

Hansen suddenly heard a weak, pitiful groan from a boy beside him. He opened his eyes and immediately saw his son, Jeff.

The young boy, like his father, had his hands bound behind his back, kneeling on the ground alongside Hansen, his buttocks covered in wounds. Behind Jeff, another mob was roughly squeezing the boy's firm, white buttocks, brutally raping him in the anus.

Hansen immediately felt a surge of shame, his face burning.

He and his son were kneeling naked side by side, being cruelly raped and humiliated by these lowly mobs! Jeff, who had just been brutally deprived of his virginity by the mob, was still groaning in shame and pain as he was being raped, while he himself had completely degenerated into a tool for the mob's lust, performing such a thing in front of his son!

Hansen immediately closed his eyes in shame, unable to bear seeing the despair and confusion in Jeff's eyes.

He wanted to struggle and resist, but quickly succumbed to the savage rape of the mob's thick penis, once again swaying his buttocks like a male prostitute, moaning and groaning...

[The End]

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