Edelgard's Public Spanking

Edelgard was led into the throne room. Her hands were shackled together, and she was flanked by two very tall guards who made her petite form look even smaller. Her eyes darted up to Rhea, who looked down on her from the dais with contempt. Edelgard glowered at her.

The taller, green-haired woman, dressed in her long white dress, stood up suddenly. She pointed to Edelgard, focusing the crowd’s attention on her. As she stood, her boobs shook and rose in her dress.

“Behold the criminal!” Rhea shouted. “The heretic who attacked the Garreg Mach Monastery in defiance of both me and the church of Seiros! Repent for your sins and this court may take pity on your soul!”

Edelgard pouted in defiance. The crowd watched with hushed tones.

“Do what you want with me, but my moment will rise again or someone else will take up my cause!”

Rhea sat back down on her chair with a flumpf of her large ass against the upholstery. She leaned against her hand, lounging on the chair. She laughed.

“Very well. As an act of mercy from the court, your worthless life will be spared. However, you will be dutifully punished for your actions. Byleth!”

Edelgard’s head spun, watching as the professor stepped forward. She moved toward Edelgard with purposeful steps. Her coat flapped around her legs. Her thighs were clad in her trademark tights.

The two guards fell away, letting Byleth loom over the small, red woman.

“Administer the spanking!” Rhea declared, her eyes narrowing with sadistic glee.

“Wha-?!” Edelgard’s gasp of surprise was cut off by Byleth grabbing her by cape and yanking it off her body. Byleth’s hands reached out again, gasping at her coat, pulling it off of the Edelgard’s now struggling form.

“Byleth! Stop!” Edelgard cried out.

The crowd gasped. Byleth’s grasping hands yanked at Edelgard’s suspenders and shorts, yanking them down her ankles and leaving Edelgard in her trademark red tights. The obvious outline of her panties was visible through the material.

Edelgard squirmed, knocking her knees together and trying to cover her bottom half with her hands, but Byleth grabbed at her chest, warm hands grasping at her boobs.

Edelgard’s face turned the same color of her tights. Her eyes bugged out at the feeling of Byleth’s hands, clutching at the fabric and the soft flesh under it

ShRRRiPP

Byleth ripped Edelgard’s top from her body. Buttons popped and flew. The white shirt fluttered to the ground. The crowd’s hushed muttering rose in volume and excitement.

Edelgard wiggled helplessly. Her white bra was completely exposed. It was too small for her, and her surprisingly large boobs were squished into the material, barely contained. Byleth unpopped the clasp of the bra with a single, experienced motion.

“NooOOOoo!” Edelgard wailed. She pressed her arms together while still trying to cover her crotch in a desperate attempt to cover her now freed bouncing boobs, but she only managed to push them even further together and make them more pronounced. Her rosy nipples were obviously erect and her entire body was flushed with embarrassment.

Not missing an opportunity, Byleth dropped down to her knees, her hands dug into the seat of Edelgard’s tights and panties, her fingertips prodding at her soft little derriere, and she pulled the bottoms all the way to the floor in one swift motion.

“d-Don’t look!” Edelgard screeched. The crowd, though was very much looking, taking in Edelgard’s shapely, thin legs, her round little butt, her white triangle of pubic hair and the small lips beneath it, her top heavy, hour-glass shape, her squirming, naked, pale form.

Rhea laughed. “How can they not look? You have such pretty features! It’s a shame that one of your best ones is going to be bruised and red in an second.”

Edelgard’s butt clenched up instinctually, but she was otherwise unprepared for Byleth to hook her arm around Edelgard’s waist and sling her over her legs.

“H-Hey! Wait!” Edelgard squirmed, rubbing her belly against Byleth’s legs. Her boobs bounced and swayed from her awkward position, her legs kicked, and her butt was sticking up towards the sky, cheeks jiggling as she struggled.

Byleth raised her hand, rearing it back.

SMACCKKK

“OUHHH!” Edelgard gasped. Her eyes bugged out. Her whole body shook under Byleth’s punishing palm against her naked ass. Her cheeks stung and burned. She could feel the red shape of the handprint on her bare bottom.

SMAKKKKK

“AAAIEEE!”

Edelgard yelped her eyes watered from the stinging butt pain.

SMACCKK
 “OWWW!!!”

SMACCKK

“YOWW!”

SMACCKK

“YOWWEEEEEE!!”

With each thunderous crack, Edelgard pathetically struggled against Byleth’s lap all while the crowd cheered and watched. Rhea clapped her hands rhythmically with each lashing blow. And with each blow, poor Edelgard’s butt grew redder and brighter and swollen. Until, when the spanking was finally over and Edelgard lay limp on Byleth’s lap, her stinging, burning, buns were almost twice their normal size and tomato colored. Edelgard sniffled with shame.

Rhea addressed the crowd, “And let this be a lesson to all those who even consider defying this great church! Guards, prepare the display!”

Edelgard’s tear-streaked face jerked up at the mention of display, her face filled with horror.

***

“Uhhhhlll” Edelgard whimpered through her gag.

She was chained to the wall outside the monastery. Her naked body was completely on display, her battered ass facing the crowd. Her arms were held up with chains and her legs were spread open. She watched as passerby giggled and pointed at her naked, spanked body. Some even crouched down to get a closer look at her naked pussy from below, snickering at her forced openness.

“Mmmmm!!!!” Edelgard mumbled into the gag. She struggled helplessly against her bonds, the chains clinking, her sore asscheeks painfully jiggling and clapping against each other.