Rhea's Painal Punishment

Rhea was led into the throne room of Castle Garreg Mach by guards. Her long green hair and her elegant white, flowing dress swished as she walked forward. Her wide hips swayed and the movement of each of her flexing bouncing asscheeks shown subtly through the thin fabric. Her wrists were bound together in chains, as were her ankles, but she carried her head high with a pretentious gaze upon the hundreds of gathered spectators ready to witness her interrogation.

The guards present Rhea to Empress Edelgard and her wife Byleth, both sitting on matching thrones. Edelgard was fuming in her large throne, the size making her petite stature even more apparent. She glared down at Rhea. Byleth watched her wife and then Rhea, frowning at Rhea with clear distrust. 

"Rhea," Byleth said. "You are accused of ordering the city's destruction. How do you plead?"

Rhea rolled her eyes and her lip curled at the two women. "Go to hell! I don't need to answer any of your questions."

She shifted on feet into a petulant stance, her hips shifting. 

"It is for your own benefit that you answer our questions," Byleth said while Edelgard seethed. Rhea pouted, ignoring them. 

Edelgard stood up in her chair, pointing down at Rhea. "Bernadetta!" she called. "Remove the dress of the accused."

A shocked murmur rose from the crowd, followed immediately by excited chatter. They couldn't believe what the empress had just said. They watched the voluptuous form of Rhea with wide eyes, undressing her with their imaginations.

Rhea's own eyes opened wide as she slowly began to process what Edelgard had just said. The shy, purple-haired Bernadetta approached behind Rhea. Dressed in a short dress and spats, she held the sword awkwardly, unsure of the command. 

Rhea noticed this and snorted. 

"Do it, you coward!" She demanded. She turned her nose to the sky with a smug grin on her face. Bernadetta bit her lip, her eyes narrowing. She turned and looked at Empress Edelgard who nodded with severity and poise. 

SHHRRRIPP!

With one quick slash, Bernadetta disrobed Rhea; her dress fell to the floor in soft waves. Rhea looked down in shock. The silky material of her dress slid down, exposing her naked, large breasts, it slid further, past the curve of her belly. It became caught for just a moment of Rhea's wide hips and bubble butt, before descending the arch of her enormous crescent-shaped asscheeks, exposing the subtle lips of her shaven pussy, and slipping quickly down her long shapely legs. Bernadetta bent down and picked up the dress in a crumpled ball in her hand. She waved the dress in Rhea's face. 

"Oh my, it looks like you have dropped something!" She taunted. 

The crowd whooped and gasped and chattered. The audience in the balcony up above pressed against the railing to get a better look at her pale, majestic curves. Rhea smirked at the maddened crowd around her, a slight rosy color growing on her cheeks. Rhea pivoted on her heels, back and forth, shaking her ass for the crowd. Her buttcheeks rippled and shook and jiggled. Her breasts swayed back and forth. Squeals and moans of excitement rang out from the entranced crown. 

"Is that really the best you can do?" Rhea asked, winking at Edelgard. 

Byleth watched the jiggling asscheeks, losing her focus for just a second, when suddenly and idea entered her mind. 

"Bernadetta! The prisoner is attempting to distract us with her ass! Chop it off with your sword!"

The crowd gasped. Rhea arched an eyebrow and stopped moving. Bernadetta walked forward with steely resolve, her sword in her hand. Rhea chuckled. 

"Surely you must be joking. You wouldn't dismember someone in the middle of the throne room. And chopping off someone's buttocks is absolutely absurd!"

Bernadetta walked behind Rhea. She poked Rhea in the back. 

"If you could bend over a little bit, please. I want to make sure I get as much as possible."

Fear began to creep into Rhea's face as she bent over slightly, jutting out her giant globes. The crowd watching in horror and sorrow, teary eyed mourning the loss of the magnificent butt. 

"y-You can't be serious..." Rhea gasped. Her mocking smile still decorated her face, but beads of sweat were rolling down her forehead. She looked at Bernadetta, who raised the sword like an executioner over Rhea's ass. She had the cold look of a killer in her eyes. The sword glinted and Rhea's knees wobbled.

Squeezing her eyes shut, she screamed with bitter rage, "Fine! Fine! I did it! I ordered the destruction of the city!"

Giggling, Bernadetta lowered the sword. The crowd sighed in relief and joy while a large grin spread across Byleth's face, even one side of Edelgard's mouth twisted up into a smirk. 

"Relax Rhea, we were never going to chop off your buttocks," Byleth said. 

Rhea straightened herself as much as she could, though her knees were still knocked together. A stupid smile of relief spread over her lips. 

"And now, the punishment for your crimes will be sodomy," Byleth continued with her same grinning expression.

The crowd paused, staring at Byleth and the empress. Rhea also felt like time was moving slowly. Her heart skipped a beat as her brain slowly began to process what Byleth just said. Her stomach churned with new terror. 

Bernadetta felt the uncomfortable shock in the throne room and sidled up to Byleth. 

"What's- what's sodomy?" She whispered.

Byleth looked at her with a cheerful smile. "Sodomy is sexual intercourse with the anus."

Bernadetta turned bright red and held her hands over her face to cover her shocked, mouth agape expression.

Rhea turned to Edelgard and Byleth, looking for confirmation that this was the second part of her joke. Her mouth dried when she saw instead that Edelgard was stripping bottomless. The empress was shamelessly disrobing, removing her shorts and then her bright red tights. The triangle of her white pubic hair stared at Rhea. A servant brought her a bright red strap-on with a harness on a silver plate. The plastic penis was eight inches in length, the head bulbous. Rhea swallowed, her eyes bulging. Edelgard stepped into the leg hoops and lifted the harness up to just below her crotch. Then, with gentle care, she took the other end of the strap-on's cock, a much shorter, upward turned dildo and inserted it into herself, spreading open her very wet folds with one hand. She sighed with pleasure, lifted the harness up around her waist, and secured the hoops around her legs, which squeezed into her small, round buttcheeks. Completely naked from behind, her crotch was covered, though the massive length of the red dildo stuck forward with grotesque menace. 

Rhea's leg muscles quivered in fear at the red dildo and the tiny empress behind it. Her asscheeks clenched together with all their strength, trying to desperately to fortify and defend her butthole from its public raping. 

While transfixed by the strap-on, two guards picked up Rhea by her elbows and placed her over a chair. Too stunned to fight back, Rhea flopped onto the chair seat belly first. Her boobs and bound arms hung down on one side of the chair while her legs and ass and pussy stuck out on the other side. Rhea looked over her shoulders in a frantic panic. The crowd buzzed in hushed, guilty excitement over the absolute violation they were about to witness. 

Edelgard stood behind Rhea's enormous, wide ass and looked down upon its pale expanse with hungry, predatory eyes. Byleth walked up behind her with a large jar of a jelly-like substance in her hand. 

"You almost forgot the lube," she said. 

Edelgard's small hands grabbed at Rhea's hips. "I'm not going to be using lube."

The crowd gasped in horror. Rhea let out a small choked squeaky scream that got caught in her throat. Even Byleth's eyes widened at her wife's brutality. 

Rhea coughed and gasped, trying to speak. She wriggled around on the chair like a worm. "Edelgard, listen, please don't do this please, please - URRK!"

Rhea's eyes crossed as Edelgard leaned forward and drove the strap-on into the valley that was Rhea's buttcrack. The swollen head pressed against Rhea's taut hole... and didn't move. Frowning with frustration, Edelgard leaned forward even more onto the balls of her feet, pressing her whole weight through the strap-on and onto the entrance, but Rhea, sweating and turning bright red all over, was clenching in terrified defiance. 

Edelgard withdrew the strap-on from Rhea's crack. "Bernadetta!" she called. "The prisoner is resisting her punishment! Spank her! That will get her to unclench!"

"What?!" Rhea gasped. 

Bernadetta walked up wielding a large, broad paddle, though not as broad as Rhea's hips. Rhea looked at the paddle, "w-Wai-AAAIIEEE!"

SMACCKKK!

Bernadetta swung the paddle with giggly vicious glee. The buttcheeks shook and rippled under the brutal impact. 

SMACCCCKK!!

"YOWWWW!" Rhea howled.

SMACCCCKK!

"AAAIIEEE!"

Bernadetta kept swinging, until poor Rhea was gasping from her awkward position against the chair and her butt was swollen and red and pulsing. 

Rhea panted, exhausted. Her eyes were closed, wincing, ready for the next impact, but what she felt instead was two small, clawed hands grip her hips and a large plastic mushroom head shoved brutally into her anal ring, stretching her open. 

"EEEEE!" Rhea squealed in terror, but she was too exhausted to clench up in defense and counter the battering ram at her back door. Licking her lips, Edelgard pressed forward, shoving more and more of the strap-on's length into the tight, dry hole. 

"OUHHHLLL..." Rhea whimpered, her eyes watering. The assaulting dildo scraped its way through the tight virgin walls of her rectum, tugging against the fleshy textures of the cavity as it pushed onward. 

"MMmmmm" Edelgard sighed. She shifted her hips, adjusting the other end of the dildo that was within her, pressing it against just the right places. In the process, though, it adjusted the angle of strap-on within Rhea's ass, jabbing forward and stretching her rectum at a horrific angle. 

"OUoooh!" Rhea exclaimed in pain, her lips coming together into a pursed "O" shape, and her eyebrows furrowing together to try and process the violating pain in her butt. 

Almost as if energized by her howls of pain, Edelgard pushed forward with new quickness, shoving the length up into the massive ass, before drawing back the length and then slamming it back in. 

"OW! OwOwOwOwOwOw!" Rhea yelped in pain, her voice bounced with each bouncing painful brutal pounding. Edelgard did not care. She humped madly at the Rhea's ass like a rabbit on speed. Her face was flushed, and she grabbed and groped and clutched at Rhea's buttcheek flesh. With each yelp, the double clap of Rhea's buttcheeks and the Edelgard's shook across the throne room. The crowd watched in shocked, horny silence, as their empress, her naked ass coated in sweat, rammed and humped and fucked the giant, sore, and swollen ass of the yelping, wincing, whimpering woman underneath her. 

"Mm-MMrrhhm!" Her lips clamped shut, Edelgard moaned and came. Flushed and sweaty, she straightened and gyrated her hips, moving the plastic cock in tight circles, scraping and drilling against every surface of the inside of Rhea's butt. 

"OUUHHAAIIEEEE!" Rhea screamed. 

Edelgard's juices dripped from under the harness and ran down her legs. She opened her mouth and gasped and panted. 

Rhea shook under her, her brain buzzing and muddled, shocked by adrenaline and pain, her asscheeks stung and burned. Her rectum was an aching painful stretched hole overwhelmed by stabbing, invading, tearing pain. Her bottom lip wavered. 

Without warning, Edelgard yanked the entire length of the strap-on out of Rhea's ass. 

"EEEEYYOOOOWWW!" Rhea shrieked. 

She felt the cool air in her stretched open asshole. The hole was stretched so wide that everyone could see into her sore red walls. 

Edelgard patted Rhea on her fat asscheek. "You should be grateful," she quipped drily, "I'm preparing your butt for prison."

"Uhlllll" Rhea hung her head and whimpered and groaned.