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The night was long, very long. The ropes that squeezed his body and the snoring of the mercenaries did nothing but prolong the hours.

The next day, they untied his feet and used the same ropes to tie them around his neck, like a kind of necklace.

Arthur walked back all the way he had taken days before to escape the kingdom, only this time he was tied, gagged and blinded. He walked blindly, being dragged by the neck and enduring the ropes in his crotch that grew tighter and tighter with each step.

Finally, after a whole day of walking, they arrived at Camelot. It didn't take long for Arthur to hear the citizens comment on his condition. Some seemed indignant, others laughed and a few others dared to approach and touch him. Since Arthur had no chance to defend himself, and the mercenaries didn't seem to care, more and more people put their hands on him.

“HHMMFH!!!” Arthur shouted as a hand grazed his ass. The only thing he could do to keep people at bay was moan angrily, and that made him blush more and more.

"Hey! That's no way to treat your people!" said one of the mercenaries, tugging on Arthur's leash.

That walk of shame ended when they entered the castle. Inside, an old man approached the mercenaries, upset.

"Where is he? Did you find him?" the man asked.

"Not only did we find him, we brought him to you." responded the head of the mercenaries. He grabbed the rope tied around Arthur's neck and pulled hard, throwing the boy at the old man's feet.

“GHHHFFH!!!” The boy screamed as he writhed on the ground, he tried to get to his knees but one of the men pushed him to the ground with his foot.

"Well, well... here is the great king of Camelot" The old man crouched down next to Arthur as he mocked him. "And those ropes?" He asked, pointing to the ropes that tied Arthur's crotch tightly.

"Well, my boys like to have fun."

“Hhmm….”

"It doesn't matter. You two, give these men their payment." The old man ordered two guards. "And you three take the brat to the dungeons, we'll see what to do with this heretic later."

Three guards, who had served Arthur less than a month ago, grabbed him by the arms and dragged him to the dungeon. Upon arrival, the blindfold was removed and Arthur was able to see the jailer. His whole body shook and his heart raced. It was Roderick! A year ago Arthur had fired him from the castle for his unethical interrogation methods.

"Your Highness." Roderick mocked while bowing.

“HHHMFFFH!!!” “GHHHMMFH!”

"I am glad to see that you are talkative, your highness. I have been given orders to find out where Merlin, your heresy companion, is hiding, and I hope that you will help me with that."

“GGHHHMFH!!” "I see that you are still a little upset, it must have been an exhausting trip. Please accompany His Highness to his new bedroom." Roderick ordered the guards.

They lifted Arthur by his arms and took him to the doors of a cell. There were four walls of hard rock and inside it there was barely room to lie down. The boy was going to complain again between moans, but a blow to his head made him fall asleep.

When he woke up he couldn't see anything and obviously he was still gagged, but this time with something harder than an apple. He had his arms attached to his chest with ropes and he could feel that his hands were inside some kind of bag. But that wasn't even the most uncomfortable thing, she felt an abnormal weight on her nipples and thin ropes pulling on her thumbs.

It didn't take him long to realize that he was being subjected to those interrogations for which he had exiled Roderick…

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The second part of Arthur's story, I don't know if there will be a continuation after this image because I ran out of ideas quickly... but anyway, I hope you enjoyed it!

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Previous /// Next

The night was long, very long. The ropes that squeezed his body and the snoring of the mercenaries did nothing but prolong the hours.

The next day, they untied his feet and used the same ropes to tie them around his neck, like a kind of necklace.

Arthur walked back all the way he had taken days before to escape the kingdom, only this time he was tied, gagged and blinded. He walked blindly, being dragged by the neck and enduring the ropes in his crotch that grew tighter and tighter with each step.

Finally, after a whole day of walking, they arrived at Camelot. It didn't take long for Arthur to hear the citizens comment on his condition. Some seemed indignant, others laughed and a few others dared to approach and touch him. Since Arthur had no chance to defend himself, and the mercenaries didn't seem to care, more and more people put their hands on him.

“HHMMFH!!!” Arthur shouted as a hand grazed his ass. The only thing he could do to keep people at bay was moan angrily, and that made him blush more and more.

"Hey! That's no way to treat your people!" said one of the mercenaries, tugging on Arthur's leash.

That walk of shame ended when they entered the castle. Inside, an old man approached the mercenaries, upset.

"Where is he? Did you find him?" the man asked.

"Not only did we find him, we brought him to you." responded the head of the mercenaries. He grabbed the rope tied around Arthur's neck and pulled hard, throwing the boy at the old man's feet.

“GHHHFFH!!!” The boy screamed as he writhed on the ground, he tried to get to his knees but one of the men pushed him to the ground with his foot.

"Well, well... here is the great king of Camelot" The old man crouched down next to Arthur as he mocked him. "And those ropes?" He asked, pointing to the ropes that tied Arthur's crotch tightly.

"Well, my boys like to have fun."

“Hhmm….”

"It doesn't matter. You two, give these men their payment." The old man ordered two guards. "And you three take the brat to the dungeons, we'll see what to do with this heretic later."

Three guards, who had served Arthur less than a month ago, grabbed him by the arms and dragged him to the dungeon. Upon arrival, the blindfold was removed and Arthur was able to see the jailer. His whole body shook and his heart raced. It was Roderick! A year ago Arthur had fired him from the castle for his unethical interrogation methods.

"Your Highness." Roderick mocked while bowing.

“HHHMFFFH!!!” “GHHHMMFH!”

"I am glad to see that you are talkative, your highness. I have been given orders to find out where Merlin, your heresy companion, is hiding, and I hope that you will help me with that."

“GGHHHMFH!!” "I see that you are still a little upset, it must have been an exhausting trip. Please accompany His Highness to his new bedroom." Roderick ordered the guards.

They lifted Arthur by his arms and took him to the doors of a cell. There were four walls of hard rock and inside it there was barely room to lie down. The boy was going to complain again between moans, but a blow to his head made him fall asleep.

When he woke up he couldn't see anything and obviously he was still gagged, but this time with something harder than an apple. He had his arms attached to his chest with ropes and he could feel that his hands were inside some kind of bag. But that wasn't even the most uncomfortable thing, she felt an abnormal weight on her nipples and thin ropes pulling on her thumbs.

It didn't take him long to realize that he was being subjected to those interrogations for which he had exiled Roderick…

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The second part of Arthur's story, I don't know if there will be a continuation after this image because I ran out of ideas quickly... but anyway, I hope you enjoyed it!