EVENT- A ROYAL PARTY!

The naked women were forced out to the troughs. One at a time they were ushered forward by pikes, then if they did not enter voluntarily they were pushed into the troughs. They'd emerged with streaks of food running down them, some the ruins of makeup mixed with cream, sputtering in the cold water. Shivering, goosebumps and hardened nipples, they were pulled out of the troughs. Then, for thoroughness sake, an extra bucket thrown in their face.

Lastly a stable boy was given a horse brush. He'd come and scrub them over, causing uproarious laughter so loud it could be hear from outside the castle walls.

Finally, scrubbed raw and pink, still dripping wet, they were moved into a new line and forced to wait, hugging their body and shivered.

The process was repeated for every woman. Some fought and roared with rage. Some whimpered in shame. Florinna and her mother, as well as the others who had gotten pulled into the chaos, were washed and scrubbed all the same. Florinna and Ellia cried in tantrums, hitting the water and kicking bare legs in helpless abandon. A few tried to stay stoic, to not give the satisfaction, but their pink cheeks told the truth.

Finally, all the soaking naked women were put in a line. The head of the soldiers turned to them.

"Now, go back to the arena dungeon, and move at speed to dry in the night air!" He gave Robyn, the lead girl and a big target a smack on the backside to kick them off. With armed guards flanking both sides they were kicked off into a jog. Running naked, breasts flopping. The solider gave one last drunken laugh, seeing their butts shake as they streaked through the night.

((Nice writing! I should post in the other threads later today. Work in the way again.))

(epilogue coming soon.)

The girls were marched to the stables butt naked. Still damp, every nipple in attendance was erect as the many pairs of breasts jiggled and shook.
If any of them started to slow, they were goaded on by a smack with a a spear butt from a guard across the backside.

Every servant, cook and employee of the castle looked out to see the commotion. They all laughed uproariously, one final long exposure on the way to the arena.

Once they arrived, all the arena fighters were allowed passage through the leering guards there. The problem was, not everyone was an arena fight. Florinna, Lady Andalise Veera, FLorinna and the General's wife weren't allowed in. Lady Andalise and the General's wife argued that they were nobles, but they remarks were laughed off. What kind of noble runs around naked at night?

So, they wandered away from the palace. Eventually they found an unguarded horse stable. Shivering with cold, they all curled into a pile there in the hay for warmth. They awoke, an orgy of flesh, filthy, hay sticking out of their hair.

The General's wife and Florinna eventually found the general. He expected to be yelled at for abandoning them, but to his surprise, they were both demure and quiet. A change had come over them. It continued on after they returned to their manor.

The general's wife seemed to grow more confident after this. Despite her exposure, or perhaps because of it she started wearing low cut dresses and tighter fitting gowns. The general was also surprised to find an increased attitude in bed, both from him and his wife. Apparently her exposure had awoken something inside of them.

Florinna, on the other hand, became a model daughter. She dressed conservatively, spoke softly, and always did what she was told. It seemed she was afraid of more punishment like she'd received at the ball. The general realized his lack of discipline had only harmed his daughter, and was happy at the change.

Veera wandered aimlessly, a naked gambler, laughed at by all. Then, she found a bronze coin on the ground. She took it to the gambling hall. Soon she'd won fifty gold. She bet that gold on another gambler's clothes, and soon found herself dressed in men's finery. By nightfall that day she had several hundred gold again, almost as much as she had when she'd arrived in Enferia.

The fates rose and the fate's fell, she muttered to herself as she rolled her lucky bronze coin across her knuckles.

Lady Andalise never found her carriage. It had returned home without her. She was forced to walk the fifty miles to her manor home. She found a potato sack, but was still nearly nude for the three day journey. She swore revenge against Feather and the Marquesa.

Meanwhile the arena fighters all rested before they would fight and be exposed once again. Zenzi and Iris each had a new half of a metal protective bikini. How would this affect future matches?