Erotic (Mis)Adventures in Virtual Reality [OC; f/f, m/f, rape; hanging; non-lethal; con]

“Welcome, user.” The computerised voice greeted Meyrin as she entered the …room, really just a light pink wireframe cube with a menu display on the 'wall'. “Please select your desired scenario and settings.”

Meyrin did just that, fiddling with the specifics for a few moments before making up her mind and confirming. “Scenario 'Execution of a witch in medieval Europe'.” The voice repeated. “Please stand by. Loading…”

A few moments later with a brief shimmer Meyrin found herself in a prison cell made from rough stone blocks, sitting on a simple wooden board chained to the wall functioning as her bed, and a manacle around her ankle chaining her to the wall. As well as completely naked, her fair-sized breasts and smooth pussy on full display, a sudden gust of wind through the barred windows making her shiver.

She didn't have to wait long for a guard enter, the tall, busty blonde closing the door behind her as she approached Meyrin with a sinister grin. “Your turn soon, witch. But before that I've got a bit to just have some fun with you.” As she reached for Meyrin, the girl tried to back away, but the chain around her ankle stopped her short, and the guard grabbed her by one of her deep red pigtails to painfully pull her closer, then threw her backwards onto her bed.

Taking off her shirt to reveal her sizeable breasts and pulling down her trousers and panties, the woman loomed over Meyrin, pressing her down with one knee against her crotch, then started roughly groping and squeezing the girl's breasts, making her wince. “That's some nice tits on you, witch. I need to try and get a hold of your body after they're through with you. So will the other guards I'm sure, but I'm fine with sharing too. Just know you'll be put to good use before being fed to the pigs.” The images the guard was evoking made Meyrin shudder, but there was nothing she could do against it, even fighting back against the woman would be useless, so she didn't answer.

“Too good to talk to me?” The guard gave Meyrin a strong slap, sending her head reeling and leaving a stinging pain over the entire side of her face. “Let's see how you like this.” The guard picked up her short baton – the only weapons guards got to carry inside the prison for safety reasons – and forced Meyrin's legs apart before the redhead even had time to register what she was about to do.

“N-no, please don- Ahh!” Meyrin's pleading cut off into a scream as the woman pushed the thick, if thankfully smooth, baton painfully deep into her pussy with a cruel smirk.

“Don't be like that. As a witch you've probably had the devil's cock in you before, so surely this isn't so bad by comparison.” The woman started roughly thrusting the baton back and forth, making Meyrin tear up as the guard started grinding her pussy against her knee and thigh quickly starting to moan as she continued raping Meyrin, the girl just looking away, trying to react as little as possible and just waiting for it to be over.

After a short while the woman paused with a frown. “Are you really that cold, witch? Show some reaction.” She rammed the baton particularly deep into Meyrin and the redhead couldn't fully suppress her scream of pain, making the guard grin. “Oh, whatever, you're gonna be cold soon enough anyways.” She roughly pulled the baton out, making Meyrin gasp in pain before half turning her onto her side, lifting one leg and resting it against her shoulder as she started rubbing her pussy directly against Meyrin's.

Under other circumstances odds were she would have rather enjoyed it, but like this all Meyrin could think of was this utter violation, the woman continuing to grind against her and roughly groping her breasts, and her impending execution, so she just closed her eyes, silently sobbing as she waited for her torment to end, her rapist's shameless moans filling her ears.

In a small mercy the woman didn't take too long to climax, her voice rising in a crescendo as she tensed and shuddered against Meyrin, rather generously squirting her juices over the redhead's crotch and thigh. Slowly winding down still lightly panting, the guard got off Meyrin with a satisfied smile. “Not bad, for a whore of Satan. I'll be sure to have another go with you later.”

Quickly getting dressed again as Meyrin sat up, pointlessly wiping over her thigh and pussy to get rid of this disgusting feeling, the guard undid the shackles around her leg, grabbing her by the arm before she had any chance to even try to run, not that she would've gotten past the locked door anyways. “Come on, witch, the gallows are waiting for you.”

Dragging Meyrin after her, nearly making her stumble, the guard opened the door before forcing her down the hallway of the prison, Meyrin's nakedness eliciting quite a few shouts and whistles from the other prisoners, but she tried her best to ignore them, only looking at the ground right in front of her as the guard lead her out into the prison's yard, her eyes taking a few moments to adjust to the sudden light as she was walked up the wooden stairs to the platform holding the gallows, and she could already hear the noise of the crowd gathered here just to watch her die.

“People of this town!” A petite brunette with a deceptively strong voice announced as Meyrin had reached the front of the platform and the crowd fell almost silent. “You are here today to bear witness to justice! This girl has been convicted of witchcraft, dealing with the devil, and laying curses upon innocent townsfolk!”

She left a brief pause for the crowd to roar and shout. “Yeah!” “Kill the bitch!” “String her up!”

“And for that she will be hanged!” The crowd cheered, and Meyrin could rather clearly see the hate and bloodlust in the faces of some of the people closest to the gallows. “…But it wouldn't be right to not reward the men who captured her, now would it?” The woman continued after a moment. “So as a price they will have this witch's virginity before she is brought to justice!”

“As if she has any left, whore of Satan!” “Yeah, fuck her good!” “Make her squeal!”

Before Meyrin could completely make sense of what the woman had said, a large figure stepped up right behind her, bending her upper body forward as he grabbed her hips, forcing a coarse finger into her pussy before spreading her labia and pushing his dick into her, making Meyrin gasp in pain and surprise. “No… Please don't do this!” As the man grabbed her wrists and started thrusting into her, Meyrin quickly teared up in shame, closing her eyes against the view of the cheering crowd before her, even if she couldn't close her ears to their continued jeers and shouts.

“Damn, you've a tight cunt, witch.” The man behind her chuckled. “Almost a waste to hang you.” He pushed into Meyrin especially deep, making her gasp and wince as he began raping her even faster and harder. “But at least I get to make use of you first.” Powerless to hardly even move as the man roughly pulled and tossed her body back and forth, her breasts and hair swaying with the movements, Meyrin could do little more than try to endure as well as she could, taking only a faint solace in the fact that the man most likely wasn't going to take too long.

And true enough, before long the man sped up some more, tensing and grunting, the grip of his hands around her wrists painfully tightening as he came inside Meyrin, a faintly hot sensation building inside her pussy as a few moments later he let go of her, pulling out and leaving Meyrin panting and sobbing, standing on shaky legs and feeling utterly helpless and violated as the crowd laughed and cheered at her torment.

However it seemed they still weren't done, as there was some footsteps behind Meyrin and someone else walked up, groping her breasts from behind her, before suddenly pushing her forward at the same moment he tripped her legs with his foot, making Meyrin stumble and fall onto her hands and knees, scraping them on the rough wood. By this point she'd almost been expecting another one, but not what happened next, as the man held her cheeks apart to drip some spit onto her pussy and spread both it and some of the cum of her previous rapist around her asshole. “What? No! Not there-” …And pressed his dick against her asshole, brutally entering her as Meyrin cut herself off with a pained shriek.

The man behind her let out a laugh, as did a number of the spectators, and Meyrin grit her teeth, trying to not give them any more satisfaction, but as he started thrusting back and forth, even rougher and more painful than the one before, an odd, unpleasant sensation spreading in her abdomen, Meyrin's composure broke and she started crying, he image of the crowd blurry as she quickly looked down instead, her tears dripping onto the wood.

Seemingly spurred on by the reaction of the crowd, the man began pounding Meyrin's asshole even faster and deeper until she couldn't stop herself from letting out a pained cry every time he pushed into her all the way. Gritting her teeth and clenching her fists until her knuckles hurt, Meyrin tried her best to show as little reaction as possible, but to little avail. But if nothing else, there was no way they would get her to beg; she was going to endure this for as long as she had to, and then face her death with dignity – or however much they'd left her.

Thankfully it seemed that instead of torturing her, the man was purely intent on his own pleasure, so it only took him another few minutes before he groaned, briefly speeding up before slowing down as he came inside her asshole, filling her with an odd slightly distended sensation, before painfully pulling out and letting go of her, and Meyrin slumped down, panting and trying to stifle her sobs, ignoring the cheers and noise of the crowd.

However after a handful of seconds, the brunette announcer stepped up to Meyrin, taking her hand and surprisingly gently helping her up, but as she got up, Meyrin felt come cum drip from her ass and pussy down her thighs and shuddered in revulsion. The woman lead her closer to the edge of the platform, standing on a conspicuously marked trapdoor with a noose already looming over Meyrin. “It is time justice be done!” She announced and the crowd cheered. “For the crime of witchcraft you are sentenced to be hanged by the neck until dead!”

The woman pulled the noose down and draped it over Meyrin's neck, making the girl flinch at the touch of the coarse rope on her skin, before briefly leaning closer to her and say in a more normal, almost sympathetic voice. “Don't try to fight, just let it happen, it will be faster that way.” So this was it. Meyrin swallowed as the woman tightened the noose, fighting back her rising panic as she fastened its other end to the beam of the gallows, then placed a hand on the lever to the trapdoor. “May the Lord have mercy on your soul.”

“No, please, I-” The trapdoor opened and Meyrin dropped only a handful of centimetres before falling into the noose, the rope completely sliding shut around her throat and cutting off her last words into a choked gasp. Whatever composure she'd tried to maintain shattered almost immediately and Meyrin started clawing at the rope, gasping for air and her legs wildly kicking, but of course none of it did her any good, other than her nails leaving some scratch marks on her neck.

The crowd was loudly cheering at Meyrin's suffering, the pounding in her head and the burning in her lungs quickly growing as she continued desperately flailing, her whole body twisting and gyrating at the end of the rope, hoping for any kind of reprieve she wouldn't get, her kicking legs occasionally flashing views of her cum-stained pussy and thighs to the crowd. Soon the pain was completely unbearable, seeming to blanket her entire body, yet Meyrin continued pointlessly fighting against the rope, kicking and thrashing with what strength she had left.

Before long in place of the pain a cold numbness started covering her limbs, but by now Meyrin wished for nothing more than her suffering to end, so she only welcomed it. Yet it took a few more minutes of futile struggles, Meyrin's strength slowly waning as her movements weakened, before the darkness finally covered her, and Meyrin could only vaguely feel her body going all but limp and a stream of urine dripping from her pussy, much to the laughter of the crowd, as she was finally swept away and everything faded to black

…

Meyrin awoke with a gasp, one hand pulling away the VR headset as the other reflexively grasped for the rope around her neck that wasn't there anymore, taking a few seconds of panting and gasping for air before fully catching herself. She was laying on her bed in her underwear, just as when she'd entered the simulation, except her face probably was a bit flush right now, and her panties were completely soaked by her juices, if because of the rape or the hanging scene, she couldn't quite tell. This one had certainly been …intense, Meyrin mused as she got up to head for the bathroom to get cleaned up – after getting off to the memory once more while it was still fresh –, she should see if that studio was offering any others that were just as good.