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Quest for Cumalot, The Other Story – Part III

Chapter 3.1
By Victor2K
The plot is getting really thicken; therefore it’s time to make a small recap of last chapter.
Kayley took the road to save Cumalot and her mother from the Prudes’ claws, but ended up giving in to her own pleasures. However, she found out someone else shared her same quirks and kinks: a female sorcerer from the woods named Quintessia, who happens to be Mary Ann’s sister. Of course they became friends right from the start and even do it. But that, mixed with Screwlibur’s use was the way the enemy found them and took the couple as prisoners.
The Prude army threw both girls to a carriage, with them bound with their arms at their back and legs too. The magic dildo was thrown into a part of the carriage where it could be saved to be shown by the prudes.
“I don’t know why are we taking this thing with us…”, said one of the guards.
“It’s Screwlibur, you fool! Our queen will love to see what are we bringing to her!”, the other replied.
As the two started to talk loud, Kayley and Quintessia tried, mostly with failings, get free from the chains. But, after some time, they surrendered to their condition of prisoners.
“Kayley, please stop! They are too strong to any of us to get free from!”
“If this isn’t an excuse for you to use a spell to make us escape…”
“Unfortunately, I am not that kind of sorceress….” said the blonde.
“We need to get out of here! We are going to die!”, Kayley muttered, lamenting her situation.
“We can’t! We have to deal that we are prisoners from the Prudes!”
“They are going to kill us! They know we were doing it! The worse offence one could do!”
“I know, but I do think that this can work at our favor, darling”, Quintessia thought.
“Come again?”
“I know that, most of ones that are imprisoned by ‘lewd activities’ are brought to Mary Ann. I know there is a way that I can recover my sister!”, the witch explained.
“I hope you aren’t trying to be serious with that”, replied Kayley
“I am, Kayley. If the two of us are brought before her, there is a chance that I can work out something that could save us from dying. I know that, inside the prudeness shell, the same Mary Ann that every single guy fell for still lives inside her. My sister is still there!”
“I don’t know if we are going to do that. Probably, she will make us pay with our lives, especially you Quintessia, since you are family”
“But we need to try. It’s the only way we can avoid execution. And if you have something better than my idea, please do tell!, said a very anxious sorceress.
“Er… I am sorry, Quintessia… I know your sister is so important to you..”
“Hey you two!”, one of the guards who guarded the carriage interrupted them. “Be quiet or we will need to ballgag you!”
Bemoaning about the man’s request, the two women stopped talking, but not before the witch came closer to her friend and whispered the following words.
“Don’t worry… We aren’t going to die… I will find a way to get us free… I will find a way to get Mary Ann back… do you trust me?”
The young lesbian slowly nodded as she saw truth at each word from her lover. They didn’t speak a single word during most of the way to Chastis and Prudes HQs. The couple was obviously worried about their possible punishment, which would be the death penalty. But, at the same time, they had still a beacon of hope to be saved.
***
The carriage arrived to the Prudes Castle, entering through the main entrance and be taken to a small paved way until a section, where the car parked. The guards that drove the vehicle jumped off and took the prisoners, who decided to not make any kind of resistance.
Another big gate had two other Prudes guarding it. One of them went to the team who arrested the girls to see the new ‘gifts’ they had for their dungeons.
“You made a great fishing day, guys!”
“We caught these two doing those bloody lezzie dyke things!”
“Them? What a waste! I know that I would give those bitches what they want!”
“Control yourself, Budd. Remember who we are!”
“I know… well, take’em to the prison. There is a free cell after that thief’s execution”
Kayley and Quintessia were pissed off, but restrained they wouldn’t be of any danger for the moralist army. They were taken to a staircaise which went under the castle, where the dungeons were. When Chastis was Cumalot, the prison was pretty much just a guarantee of justice, as actual criminal action was too low for each cell to be occupied,
At the prison rows, every kind of people was there. Kayley managed to recognize some of them, ones that lived at her village but went to jail because they disrespected Prude ruling. Laws that actually could ban anything if they wanted. Anything they deemed against the morals and the values. Which to them, could be every single thing in the world.
“It’s so depressing…”, Kayley muttered. “All these people jailed by the craziness of sick people”
An empty cell was to be their address for the time being, or at least it was what their foes thought it could be by now. With the gates open, they were removed of any restraining device before being pushed inside the room, a very untidy cubicle with rough and dirt at the floor and hayseed all around.
“Could you be more polite!? We are ladies, you brute fool!”, the blonde witch protested.
“Ladies? You are two harlots, this is what you are!”, the guard says laughing while deprecating the two girls before closing the gates.
Kayley and Quintessia were completely angered by the shameful treatment they got by the Prude guards. Well, it was expected given who they were and the disgusting actions those people were behind. Thrown at the floor, they got up and realized that it would be something of a war to try to evade punishment.
“To think that our lust put us in jail… I am so sorry, Kayley”
“We would be in this dungeon anyway… It’s price we pay for being what we are”
“Yet I feel bad… I don’t know why…”, Quintessia was completely upset.
“Don’t you think that I feel bad too? We did what we just did. We don’t need to feel bad. If this is the price to pay, I must afford it”, replied the Cunt Villager.
Now locked, a very rough destiny was at the ladies’ path, if not worse. They needed to find a way to get out of the jail and fight Mary Ann to save Cumalot. But stuck inside that cell, that way had to be quick, otherwise…
“You won’t win, you stupid chastes! You won’t win! Never!”
Kayley yelled and yelled, but it was in vain. The young warrior knew it was useless to argue anything against her arrest. The lesser bad thing to happen with her was to spend the rest of the days in prison. The worse was… well, the worse…
The girl let her anger grow as he tried to throw a rock at the cell grade, but Quintessia stopped her from do it and hugged her love, who cried when she finally noticed that, now, she was helpless against the ones who ruined Cumalot and their villages. The stages of pain quickly passed through her mind…
“How can that happen? How can that happen?”
“It wasn’t our fault… We just can’t win them. We can’t”
“We can’t… of course we can! We need to win”
“We can’t Kayley. We need to admit we can’t”
Quintessia knew that was a ‘lie’, but since they say ‘accept is the way to begin to change’, she had to. They needed to accept that, by now, their lives were to be inside that cell, destined to wonder if Mary Ann would have mercy of them or give the harshest punishment for breaking their ‘law’
“There must be a way, Quintessia. There must be one!”
“I believe in that as well, but being alive will be the greatest gift we might have, Kayley”
The two women hugged each other, with their faces wet with their own tears. Their very recent love life was risked to end before it even began. Only what they had to do was to wait. And wait.
***
Kayley and Quintessia spent two weeks in that cell, just the two of them. Food was pretty much the usual ‘bread and water’ and there was nothing to do other than pray for surviving. Both were low-spirited, powerless and just at the mercy of the Prudes.
But there weren’t to be the ones at that position there.
“You are getting new roommates, ladies”
One of the Prudes guards opened the cell and two other women were pushed inside it to the point of falling head on the rough ground. When the two ladies revealed themselves, Kayley was in awe.
“MOM!”
“KAYLEY!”
The depressed look of her face gave way of a contained smiled, soon taken by overjoy when the girl noticed Lady Julianna was alive. She was rugged, with a few bruises but still looked well. And with her, no one else but Mary Goodcock, wife of the fallen ruler of Cumalot;
“I thought they might done something bad to you”
“And they tried. They tried. But I think they decided to quit”
“I am so glad you are alive, mom!”, Kayley cried as she and her mother shared a smile. When she noticed Mary Goodcock was there, the young swordswoman felt a bit shocked to see her there.
“Aren’t you… My God! You…You…”
“Yes, Kayley. I am Mary Goodcock. Peter Goodcock’s widow… me and your mother shared the same cell. Would be a great moment to say ‘nice to meet you’, but this is not the proper opportunity for that, my dear”, said the woman,
Mary was a thirty-something redhead with freckle spots in her body and a rugged dress, once white and now dyed with the dirt from the pavements from the Chastis’ cell. She had long hair, longer than her mothers and plentiful breasts. Her body was still attractive as ever, even if she suffers with the hardships during her prison time. This was Mary Goodcock.
“It’s an honour find you, your Highness. I was in my duty to save you and Cumalot, but Prudes found us before…”, Kayley explained.
“You should not feel sorry. You are a woman”, Mary replied.
“If I may know, What did you do to you be in prison, Kayley?”, Julianna asked.
“Well… I think me and Quintessia here just let our desires rule and…”
“Oh… typical of you, Kayley…”, Lady Julianna rolled her eyes as she realized her daughter was caught having sex somewhere by the Prudes.
“In your daughter’s defense, Lady Julianna… there is no one’s fault. How can someone tame your own lustful thoughts when you need them to be real?”, Quintessia interrupted, being the first time Mary and Julianna noticed the blonde there.
“And you are…”
“My name is Quintessia, I live in a village as a sorceress. I met Kayley during her quest to save Cumalot from Mary Ann. I decided to follow her. And we could not stop feeling attraction for each other… I take all the responsibility for our acts. I am deeply sorry for getting your daughter in trouble, Lady Julianna”, the witch explained.
“I understand, but still not the wisest idea to do, with Prudes having eyes like hawks and being almost omnipresent aroind Chast…Cumalot”, Lady Julianna replied, only careful to not mention the current name of the nation besides the former ruler.
“I am sorry, mother. I did not want to make you suffer”
“Now it’s not the proper time to excuse, nor is excusing what I would do in your place, Quintessia”
“Actually I should”, the blonde girl said.
”Pardon to interrupt, but you do look familiar”, Mary Goodcock interrupted the discussion.
“What do you mean?”
“You… you do look really familiar, dear… I don’t know with you, but you look vaguely familiar”
“I don’t know why I should hide my origins from Mr. Goodcock’s wife. I am Quintessia and my sister is the one that is ruling Cumalot, Mary Ann”
The confession was enough to make the older ladies’ jaws to drop. In front of Mary Goodcock and Lady Julianna, there was the sister of the woman who was behind the imprisonment of all four of them. Would that be a trick by Mary Ann? Or she was talking the truth? Then, Quintessia told her story to both women.
There wasn’t any kind of sobbing or ‘poor little’ words to Quintessia. Or even the sorceress to get any reprieve or an assault from Mary and Julianna. Their situation was enough hard for them to try to scold or feel sorry for anyone in such moment.
“I do not look for you to join or hate me because of what my sister did to you. I am also a victim of her and also I feel I should be a bit guilty for not stopping her to become what she is in time”
“This is not the correct moment for that”, pointed the redhead. “Now we are all in the same boat and we need to get out of it”
“Mother, may I ask you something? How did you two ended up here. We arrived here and did not found you”, Kayley questioned.
Lady Julianna told that they were at another aisle of the prison but had to move because they needed to put two criminals and since they were the only women there, had to move to where the other were. Thus, without much knowing, Nopussey’s army was able to reunite mother and daughter.
“I am just happy to see that my mother is alive!”
Kayley and Julianna hugged again, now with less tears and more relief in her looks. Now there was only thought: make a plan to run away or wait for their unavoidable destiny?
“We need to find a way to break out”, the ponytailed said.
“We can’t. This prison is the most guarded place in whole town. There are guards everywhere”, said Mary Goodcock.
“And besides, how can we run? We don’t know even how to break these walls…”, added her mother.
“If only I had Screwlibur with me…”
“What? Screwlibur? What happened with it?”, Lady Julianna asked.
“Wait a minute! You were in possession of Screwlibur?”, asked Mary, a bit surprised with what she heard.
“Your husband delivered it to our family for us to protect when he got arrested”, Kayley said. “And I brought with me when I wanted to save Cumalot, but the Prudes got it when they took us…”
“Oh No! This is… this can’t be! No one should even know where Screwlibur was!”
“I am sorry, Mrs. Goodcock. I didn’t do it for malice. It’s that I heard all the time about it and its magic powers that I could not resist to use them. I feel sorry that my selfish need for pleasure made us a target…”
“You should now that using Screwlibur like that was dangerous, Kayley!”, said Lady Julianna, with a reprehensive look to her only daughter.
“I am sorry, mother! I am sorry, Mrs. Goodcock…”
“Enough!”, Quintessa intervened with the women’s argument. “This won’t solve anything. It doesn’t matter whose fault is. What it matters it’s how we can escape”
“Quintessia is right. Arguing because of that won’t be something that would save our lives”, pointed Mary.
By now, the four women shared a cell and could be doomed to get the worse punishment Mary Ann had for them. It was still worthless try to argue between each other or with their destiny. They had to accept their fate. Or try to wage a near impossible fight against it.
***
Two weeks into their shared imprisonment and the four ladies resisted. They all looked down-hearted, almost with their hope lost. Every second past as slowest as it could, making that situation like hell to them. Each second was just a grasp of life they had until an imminent not pleasant fate was about to come to each of them.
Dealing with it was impossible. Or almost. Any attempt for them to try to come up with a plan to escape the dungeon was met with derision. The main reason for that was the fact they were all impossible or close to that. Would those women be doomed to perish?
“PLEASE! PLEASE! I want to leave! PLEASE!”
“It won’t help our case if you scream like crazy, Kayley”, her mother said
“And stay here lamenting about that will help us not to die?”, replied the ponytailed girl.
“At least it makes us be less prone to die now”
“If you are accepting defeat, mother, I am not! We should not!”
“Kayley, please. They won’t listen you”, warned Mary.
“Then, who will?”
Kayley’s endurance was something to talk about. Despite it was what hindered her to get an escape from jail, it was the same resilience that made her defy even herself to come after her mother and save Cumalot from Mary Ann’s usurping. She wouldn’t give up even if her destiny was about to get a not so merciful end by the Prudes. It wasn’t her kind. Julianna knew well her daughter isn’t the kind of person to quit. And it wouldn’t be that who would do it.
“We’ve to got to find a way to escape this dungeon!”, the girl said,
“But how?”, Quintessia questioned. “They won’t listen to us, they will not listen to us, Kayley. We can’t run away from this prison!”
“She is right. There is no way we can get out. Unless when it’s time for us to die”, added Mary.
“I did not come here to quit! I beg your pardon, Mrs. Goodcock, but I am not quitting. There must be a way for us to leave”
“But there isn’t, Kayley!”, pointed Lady Julianna.
“There must be a way! There must be one!” the ponytailed amazon stood by her view. “I won’t give up that easy!”
“But what can you do?”
“I don’t know… there must be something…”
Kayley sat on the dirty floor, closer to the wall and began to attempt to light a plan for them to escape the prison. However, each idea met with another wall, this one metaphorical and made of any hurdle they couldn’t overcome by then.
But Quintessia came for the rescue. Actually, not intentionally. But she was the one who came up with the best solution they could have for that moment of desesperation and near surrendering of their powers.

“Can I make you a confession, girls?”
“What?”
‘Well… it’s been two weeks that we are here, the four of us together and…”, the sorceress hesitated to reveal it, and Lady Julianna tried to encourage her to do it.
“Please, go on”
“I just don’t know if I can say here…”, again the blonde girl, recalcitrant on her fear.”
“My sweet, we are all women here. Whatever you say in front of us, you can”, Mary Goodcock joined the fray, along with Kayley.
“Quintessia, don’t worry. There is no one around here but us. Whatever you will say, it will be only us”
“Well…”, ,the Cunt Village inhabitant took a deep breath before turning her eyes to her prison mates “I don’t know if it’s the prison or the fact I am here with fellow women or it’s just me, but… these days I couldn’t stop feeling horny”
“What the heck are you saying?”, the swordsgirl asked.
“Why the surprise? Just because we are at Prudes’ prison, I cannot feel horny?”
“Actually because this is the least of the places to get excited”
“Sorry, but I cannot stop. I don’t want to wreck my head thinking shit while we wait it Mary Ann will or won’t spare us. I don’t want to go crazy, and to me, it’s the only way I didn’t think to kill myself”, the witch explained.
“Quintessia, you are really strong. To be excited here…”
“No, Kayley. She is right”, her mother intervene in their talk.
“Mom?”
“Your friend is right. If she wants to be horny, who can stop her? We won’t leave much soon anyway…”
“But still this is not the best of places to feel excited, mother”
“To me, guess this might work out in our favor”, Mary Goodcock commented.
“How?”, asked Quintessia.
“I don’t know if I am going nuts or not, but I think we’ve got your plan to escape this place once for all”, said the overthrown Cumalot ruler.
“I don’t understand. Why Quintessia’s horniness can help us to leave this rot?”
“Quintessia, come here, please”
Those walls could detain many things and even magic, but not the lust of a woman in need. Quintessia was doubtful about doing it, as guards could catch them on act. But the blonde sorceress quickly found out it had be with her.
“Come here and make love with me”
For the first time since she was jailed, Mary Goodcock got the feeling to kiss another person. When she began to touch and kiss Quintessia, her mind filled itself with nostalgic naughty feelings. All of them were linked to the Cumalot her deceased husband founded, images from the times they spent doing each other and whoever else was willing to be pleased by them. Everything she built with him, a place where freedom and respect were the pillars of that wealthy and burgeoning society, where men and women could find free love without the risk of being scolded. A Cumalot she saw grow into a healthy and respected nation and that, now, was brought down by Mary Ann.
During the kiss, Mary didn’t hold her tears as the memories of her husband were prevalent on her thoughts. She reminded every time she kissed Peter, from the first to the last, moments before his execution. Even at the worst times, the dearest memories of past always come back to make people smile and get strong.
“Are you crying, Mary?”
“Of happiness, Julianna. It’s the first time since Peter died I kissed somebody else. I feel like I am kissing him again. It’s the first time I feel so alive”
“I know how is to lose somebody you love, Mrs. Goodcock”, Quintessia said.
The blonde smiled when Mrs. Goodcock said that, knowing what she did pretty much was a catalyst to imprint hope on her mind. They then continued to kiss, now with their bodies grinding against each other. The fact both wore long vests who could be easily reached underneath by hands was an welcoming factor for lust.
Mary and Quintessia began to trade tongues and even more. Both found an interesting coincidence as they noticed nothing was underneath at underwear terms for both. Mary Goodcock rarely wore any panties during her marriage and it wouldn’t be now during distress she would begin to wear them often.
“It feels so good… it feels ages I don’t touch a pussy”, whispered the former ruler of the land.
Both ladies give up easily to their own desires. For Mary Goodcock, it was a godsend for all the days there at the prison, quite mourning her husband’s death. She didn’t want to be the widow who got herself bereft of love because of her status. It was what Peter wanted her to do, to move on.

Kayley and her mother watched the two women kiss and show love. They smiled as, after some time, they finally saw two ladies show their love. Despite the young Cunt Villager and the witch had love before, it wasn’t on that situation they currently were. But it was a relief for such ordeal, which gave them ideas…
“They seem to enjoy each other a lot, mother”, said the girl
“I know, darling. It reminds me of our nights at the village”, replied her mother
“I dearly miss all those nights. When we were on the wild to save Cumalot, all I had in mind is to imagine me and you being like mother and daughter on our own way. I feared we wouldn’t have it again”
“Guess we can try something, here, Kayley”
“Really, mother? You are the best!”
The ponytailed girl jumped on the elder villager lady and kissed her with all the strength she could. Mother and daughter’s lips and tongues finally met once again after the fear that Mary Ann and the Prudes would break their bond. But a bond between parent and child who love each other isn’t anything evil people could stop.
“Mother! I missed you!”
“I missed you too, Kayley. Now, come to your mother!”
Two lesbian couples kissing and fondling each other at a Prude dungeon cell. Something that could kill them now was to make them stronger. And if they were caught by any guard? Well, maybe that four piece band had a plan on their sleeves and vests to evade any attention from anti-sex people.
When they were getting at the heat of the thing, a group of exactly four guards (well, that is not a ‘coincidence’) were to make a ‘patrol’ around the cells, including that one where the ‘special guests’ were. But when they checked out that same place…
“Look! What those harlots are doing?”, protested one of the guards.
“They are kissing each other!”
“Ewwww… this is a shameful thing! Those dyke bitches are doing it, here!”
“We need to get a stop on this perversion right now!”
The four guards were dressed, as any guard was, almost the same, with heavy clothes who let little to anyone to perceive any trace of humanity or skin on them, from head to toe. The prisoners didn’t notice the presence of the party before one of them hit the iron-clad bars of their cell.
“Hey! What the hell you tramps are doing?”, berated the one who seemed to be the leader of the pack.
“Oh, look who is there! Hello, guards. We are sorry, we just thought we could have some fun here”, answered a coy-playing Mary.
“This cell is so boring and this place is so devoid of life and happiness. Why not do something to entertain ourselves while we aren’t dead”, Quintessia played the same game with the annoyed guard team.
“Harlots! You will pay with your lives, perverted scum of the devil!”
“How can you use such language with us, four defenseless women, sir? You should watch your mouth, it’s too dirty for a prude”, Mary Goodcock replied.
“You whore… I will…”
“Listen” Kayley joined the game as she got the hold of the game “Why you don’t come here for us to help you. You seem too tense, guys”
“How dare you, little whore!”
“How dare you two grown-up men talk like you never saw a beautiful girl like me before? Don’t you like a girl like me?”
The young girl’s wink began to break the mold of tough morals the guards had. As the other women caught the wind about the intentions of the lady, they decided to let Kayley take the lead. It was that time when Lady Julianna finally began to realize her daughter really became a woman.
“Come on… come here. We want to make you relax, guys. Four on four looks fair, right mother?”
“Well… I think we can do with four. Been a while I don’t have a strong man in my life”, Julianna played the game her daughter began, as she ‘lusted’ over the Prude army men
“Are you sure this is not a play you are doing?”, the guard leader questioned.
“Why I would play with you, sir? Can’t you see I am totally into you guys?”, Kayley winked
The Prude men looked at each other, trying to keep their duty but finding irresistible to attend the charms of the ponytailed Cunt Villager. They whispered to each other, as they seemed to will to get her but keep the promise they would fight for prudeness no matter what. However, that was a ‘too much to pass’ opportunity and they had to grab it.
“Alright, you won girl. Come here, you harlot”
“Better if you come here. Guess we have enough space for the eight of us”

The guards agree and they opened the cell’s gate entered. Soon the young girl approached the leading guard and began to caress his body, still dressing the heavy-garmented outfit he sported. Next, it was the other inmates turn to give the other guards the ‘treatment’ they deserved.
Hounded by the women, those four men never wondered the cruel fate that was about to get into their way. Lady Julianna, Mary and Quintessia circled them as Kayley did the job with the leader and one more guard, when the ladies attacked with chokeholds, kicks and punches at them.
“What the! You!”
“You harlots! Ahhhhhhhh!”
“OUGHHHHHHHHHH!”
“GAHHHHHHHHHHH!”
Weak those women weren’t, as they dominated the Prude guards and let them unconscious at the cell’s ground. Quintessia then had the idea to take their clothes off and put them on themselves. Passing themselves as guards of the Prude army would be the perfect disguise if they needed to dust suspect about their escape. However, the heavy styled way of the uniforms became a bit hard for the ladies to get used wearing themselves.
“Gah… this thing is so heavy… and oppressive to the body”, Quintessia complained.
“The Prudes have thought about everything. They needed to keep their people without any attractive hint to anybody, then they had to hide it from the world”, Mary Goodcock explained.
“Still can’t explain how this crotch thing is too heavy! I know for men is one thing, but we are women”
“As Mrs. Goodcock said, they thought about everything”, Lady Julianna commented.
“Well, what we do now?”, Kayley asked.
“We need to get out of here! We need to find a way to escape and confront Mary Ann”, the blonde witch pointed.
“And how do we do it?”
“I know every place of this castle like the palm of my hand”, Mary said “I know the perfect route”
***
“To where this passage will lead?”, Quintessia asked the Goodcock widow.
“To where the troops assemble. I think I have an idea where they we can mix with their army”
“And why are going there, Mrs. Goodcock?”, Kayley asked
“Please, call me Mary, Kayley. No need to be that formal with me, since I knew your father” the former lady ruler of Cumalot replied. “And, if we need to confront Mary Ann and the Prudes, we need to find a way to not draw any distraction to us”
“And no better idea than mixing with the guard and find a way to finally have the chance to save Cumalot from them”, added Lady Julianna.
‘Exactly!”
The secret passage was enough helped by fire torches who helped them to see the way the group needed to get to their goal. To avoid being found by the guards before their reached the place where they are before they are assigned by the usurper was paramount to finally have the Prude queen tête-à-tête.
“Are you sure this plan will work, Mary?”, Kayley’s mother asked.
“It’s best I can think. There is nothing else we can do which could enable us to have our final showdown with her. Maybe a suicide attack, but that would be dangerous. Better be safe than sorry, even if isn’t the best definition of security I have with myself”
The route was long, but enough for them to have to deal with the guards then. Fortunately to Kayley and her team, the Prude army didn’t have almost any suspicion of something wrong at the dungeons. Virtually nobody, except the knocked out guards, knew the prisoners escapes their cell to the liberty. If one could be called ‘great escape’, this one was surely a nominee to the prize.
One hour or more of walking the guard disguised women until they found a door. Mary Goodcock just pushed the old wooden door and then walked into a room. There was the Prude Army’s dorm, with a number of soldiers sleeping on beds. To their luck, some didn’t even remove their outfits to sleep, thus was easier to not draw any more suspicion to them than they could warrant. And, of course, they had to whisper the lightest to not wake anybody.
“Are too many guards! How do will blend with them?”, Kayley was in awe with being in room with Mary Ann’s goon squad.
“There are a few empty beds. Let’s pick them and sleep. Or at least pretend it”, suggested Lady Julianna.
“Good plan, mother! I have to say this is will be, by now, the closest I’ll get on being in a room with men”, the young girl said.
“Wait till this is over”, Mary commented. “At least, when we get rid of the Prudes, we won’t have to have fear when being in a room with plenty of men”
“Well said”
It was night and the four women went to the empty beds (who could the one belonging to the men they knocked out hours before) and went to sleep or pretend to. The long battle to save Cumalot from the Prudish reign was about to get closer to its final chapter.
****
Five or six in the morning, time was imprecise; a loud horn began to warn the Prude corps that the day began. Every single man woke up, some even wearing their heavy armor to not lose time on dressing up.
“What is this?”, Quintessia was the first to annoy herself with the loud horn on her ears.
“It’s the waking up horn. The guards and the army need to wake up for their daily duties”, Mary explained, being used to get a hold of the Prude rule modus operandi before she went to jail.
“This is fucking loud!”, Kayley had her hands on her helmet, feeling the heavy armor actually helped the atrocious sound to be louder than stopping her from hearing it.
“Wake up, wake up, you fools!”, one of the captains walked into the dorm to warn the late sleepers their time to report themselves to their jobs. “Including you four, come on”
“Guess it’s time for us to wake up then”
A stream of endless armored men took the way out the door and to a large patio where all the troops assembled together. If one could count the number of Prudish soldiers there, the number could surpass the barrier of more than one thousand men. In the middle of those, the four escapees mixed in. positioned like them as they awaited the inspectors and captains to come and give them the instructions needed for the day.
Soon, the inspectors came, were eight of them and they began to check each and every member of the team, also as heavy as armored and dressed as the corps, except for the larger opening for the eyes. To Kayley and her allies, it could spell danger to their disguises and plan. What if they discovered they were the escaping prisoners?
The thrill and fear was enormous and Quintessia couldn’t stop to flinch when the inspector walked past her. He noticed and questioned the ‘soldier’.
“Any problem sir?”
The inspector met silence from the fake Prude and asked her again, with no avail. That boiled the Prude who decided to show his annoyance.
“Are you listening to me, you idiot? How dare you not respond to a superior?”
“I am sorry, but he had a rough night of sleep. He needs to recover for a while, sir”, Julianna answered, doing the best impersonation of a man she could.
“Well, he doesn’t look well. Need anything?”, the inspector asked before a negative nod from the disguised blonde. “Wish you well, boy”
“Yes, sir!”
The Prude Army was meant to be anonymous at any kind, because any hint of personality that ran away from what Mary Ann and Nopussey devised to its uptight-thinking society wouldn’t be allowed. And the less the army leaders wondered about it soldiers, better.
Next, the captains began to pick the soldiers and form the teams for the day’s duties. Some went to patrol the streets in search of ‘criminals’ (who, in Prude language, can be anybody), others to make the external patrolling of the Chastis castle. As the duties were given, numbers of soldiers and guards left in streams the patio. Until Kayley, Mary, Julianna and Quintessia were there.
“And what about us, sir?”
“You? Well, since you are only four, you will be in charge to protect Our Ladyship today”, the captain announced.
“Yes sir!”
Luck played to their favor as they would be closer to Mary Ann and put their plan on charge. When they were instructed by its ‘leader’, the four runaway women ran to wherever the Prude leader was, feeling that time was due to make her pay for Cumalot’s decadence… But it wasn’t over…
***
During their walk to wherever Mary Ann was, the four rebel women noticed how the soldiers looked pretty much all the same. It was obvious because of the same clothing they wore and the same gesture. But there was something else in that evaluation. They noticed that the soldiers, in some way, weren’t ‘humans’ as they were. They looked like they were beings that didn’t have anything else in life than having a duty for the Prudes. As you can imagine the depersonalization of a human being for a cause. Nothing new as you can think about it.
They walked around the castle, which Mary Goodock remembered it was really big. The traveling stopped when they came to a large wooden door, where Chastis’ ‘crest’ adorned where once Cumalot’s crest was. Behind the door, there was the bedroom where the Goodcocks spent so many days and nights together, alone or with partners, celebrating the free love who once reigned in the place.
Mary almost shed a tear remembering of her beloved husband and the days they spend there, but she held herself to not allow the Prudes to uncover her disguise. When they reached closer to the door, the crew’s caretaker stopped them from entering.
“Wait here”
Meanwhile, Mary Ann and Nopussey where inside the room, where the diminutive general tried to convince his queen to make use of Screwlibur, that was there at the room, but stuck upside down at the chandelier, because something with a phallic form is against the rules.
“Arthur, stop bugging me. Can’t you see that I am preparing myself for my daily stroll?”, the leader of the Prudes felt bothered by her right arm man.
“But my Ladyship, you will have plenty of time to talk after we see what Screwlibur can do for us!” said a very anxious Nopussey.
“Screwlibur… Screwlibur… your obsession with this atrocious piece of debauchery is crazy, Arthur! Why you want to have this proof of disgusting raunchiness?”
“I’ve heard it was never ending power prowess, my queen. We don’t know how much power it contains, we could use to our favor to rule other devious kingdoms!”, the short sized man explained.
“Your thirst for power is really out of any level!”, Mary Ann rolled her eyes through the mask that covered all but her lips and which matched the armor-like outfit she wore, who like anything in Chastis, was made to not let any millimeter of flesh to appear.
“If you aren’t letting me use it, what are you going to do with it? You can’t waste an insurmountable amount of power like this, Mary Ann”
“I’ll think about that later. Now, please don’t bother me!”
While the two heads of the nation talked, the crew leader walked inside the chamber to deliver the ‘guards’ who would act as her protectors during the stroll.
“My Ladyship, your security is here”
“It was enough time! Bring them in!”
Anything was better than having one more minute of Arthur Nopussey bugging her. And Julianna, Kayley, Quintessia and Mary walked inside the place as the leader instructed to get him. After that, he left and the four disguised lady were now at the lion’s den. In front of them, their common enemy, Cumalot’s nemesis. Inside their minds, the only thought was that it was about time to act.
“I really hope you four can handle the way I walk. I don’t know who you are but I hope you can be able to follow me”
The foursome went silent, positioning only to nod as if they agreed with her. The plan was going smooth, but then something that could threat them appeared. In the form of Arthur Nopussey.
The Prude general began to look at them and, to him, he noticed there was something odd. And when he notices something that it’s odd, you better believe it is.
“I don’t know. Something is fishy about these ones, My Ladyship”
“What can be so fishy, Arthur? They are all the same, like all the others”, Mary Ann replied.
“I don’t know, but I got the feeling something is going on…”
He came closer to the ladies and inspected them, smelling the rebel foursome in search of something. Kayley, Julianna, Mary and Quintessia were scared to be unmasked by the vile prude, but they had to keep the cool to not let him get any clue about who they really were. Even if they didn’t talk to each other to not also spoil the ‘surprise’, they knew that, sooner or later, it was time for them to take action.
“You!”, Arthur pointed to Quintessia. “You don’t look like a Prude soldier to me. Tell me, what’s your name?”
Quintessia didn’t answer and the diminutive hotspur began to get irked with the silence
“I asked you! What’s your name?”
Again without answer, the girls sweat and tried to hold steady while the Prude corps master inspected the blonde sorceress. He tried again and she still was not responsive. And then he saw there was something wrong.
“You are not a Prude soldier! Who you are?”
When the short man tried to unmask the fake soldier by pulling the outfit, she slapped him with a strength that made him fly to the other side of the room. Mary Ann then noticed it and knew that something indeed was wrong.
“What in the name of…!”

Before she even completed, the four ‘soldiers’ found a way to get rid of their clothes and revealed themselves to the Prudes leader. It wasn’t without shock she saw not only her sister but ones that she thought were in jail.
“Surprise to see me, big sister? It’s been a while we don’t talk to each other”
“But… whaat!? I thought you all were…”
“WHAT!?”, Nopussey was the most shocked to see what was going on in front of him. “Impostors?!”
“In jail?”, Kayley asked, as she freed herself from the last of the guards uniforms. “Sorry, but that won’t happen, my dear. We are here to save Cumalot from you”
“From me? I am not doing anything wrong, you perverted child! It’s you and your filthy harlots who were doing the wrong!”, the Prude leader protested.
“Look how do you talk to my daughter!”, Lady Julianna said before Mary Ann gave her a slap
“MOTHER!”
“Shut up all of you!”, then there was another slap from the once Cunt Villlage sorceress to the young girl’s face. Mary Goodcock tried to charge her, but it was stopped by some sort of spell who pushed her way
“We came here because we want to rescue Cumalot from people like you, Mary Ann. You are the one who perverted this place and turned into what it shouldn’t be. You and your little project of dictator that laps your armor”, said the Goodcock widow, now bolder in her way to tell ‘her truths’ to her enemies.
“You should have nothing, filthy scum!”, Arthur Nopussey pointed a finger to the former ruler and with a very raging tone of voice. “We cleaned the mess you did, you harlot. We are making this place what it should be!”
“Actually the filthy scum it’s you, Arthur. It wasn’t you the one the Cumalotian army refused for being so little, and I am not talking about the height”
“YOU BITCH! FILTHY SCUM! NEVER TALK ABOUT GENERAL ARTHUR NOPUSSEY THAT WAY, YOU DYKE!”
You could see by the choice of words that the troops leader was in rage, all because he not only hated jokes about his height but also about he was ‘less endowed’ than the most of the men. Just make a mention about him having small dick and you will trigger him for life.
“You mean, he really has a tiny dick?”, Julianna asked, in tone to make fun of such.
“Yes, he has. Arthur Nopussey has a complex because there is no woman who can’t stop laughing when seeing the little pea he was inside his pants. He just can’t take it and then gets really angry when anybody mentions that”, Mary explained.
“Really?”, Kayley began to laugh as the other women except Mary Ann, very loyal to her right hand. “It’s like how, the size of an ant?”
“Guess even smaller”, Quintessia joked as the women laughed and the short-sized general boiled to the maximum.
“ENOUGH, WHORES! YOU ARE ALL GOING TO PAY!”
He tried to attack them, but Mary Ann parried him with her arm, again pushing him to the floor. If somebody had the ‘right’ to attack the group of invaders, it had to be her in the quality of leader of the pack.
“Stop, Arthur! Let me deal with this!”
“What are you going to do? Call the guards?”
“I could, but seeing my sister here and the woman of the man I killed to save Chastis from perversion plus the two deviant lesbian harlots from that decadent village, I might think to end you now once for all”, said the evil ruler.
“Well, sister. You can’t try. But we are not leaving without saving Cumalot. And yourself”
“Saving me from what? ”
“From the destiny you got, Mary Ann. You were never evil”
“Well, I might not be evil before, and I am not. The evil one is you”
She had a baton which she used to attack and pulverize the ones who disobeyed her. And she charged against Quintessia, who dodged the attack. Soon, the Prude ruler began to attack the four ladies, as Arthur watched somehow helpless to it, but enjoying the action unfolding in front of him, being the man who loved to see fire in the bushes.
“Stop, Mary Ann! You won’t win! Your reign of fear and authoritarianism ends today!”, Kayley yelled as she dodged the attacks and tried to launch stuff at the Prude’s direction, to fail to hit her nemesis.
It was a war between sisters, with both trading spells without much to hurt each other, being used to know each other’s strengths and weaknesses. However, Quintessia wasn’t to harm her own sister that much, knowing that gentle girl whom she grew with was there all the time and was hidden under the guise of the prudish woman.
Kayley, Julianna and Mary watched the sisters go at it and even get to the proper physical blows. It was a situation where they found themselves helpless, without helping the blonde witch to deal with her evil sister.
‘What can we do? Will we just let them fight?”, Kayley asked in shock with what she saw.
“We can’t do that! If they keep doing it, we might all die!”, Lady Julianna was as astonished with the battle as her daughter and Mary Goodcock.
“There is no way for us to escape… unless there is a way”, Mrs. Goodcock said.
“What do you mean, Mary?”
The Cumalot former ruler pointed to Screwlibur, stuck at the roof of the chamber. Getting and using its powers would be the only way to stop Mary Ann and the Prudes to win. But the chandelier was too much out of their reach for them to easily get it.
“It’s too high. And we can’t get it even if the three of us climbed one in the top of the other”, noticed Kayley’s mother.
“What can we do, mother?”
“We have to find a way to get it! No matter if we die!”
The only way was to try to throw stuff at the chandelier for it to fall and Screwlibur to get free. The girls tried that option, but the structure, inherited from the Goodcocks’s rule, was too strong for that. And even climbing at the bed wouldn’t work as desired due the distance between the highest each lady could jump and where the sword was.
“God! We must get it!”
Mary Ann and Quintessia’s battle, which now left the room and went the hall nearby, was just an afterthought for the other three women. Kayley, Lady Julianna and Mary Goodcock were trying to get the artifact that could end that once for all. But there was one person who could ruin the saving of the land then known as Chastis.
That man was the vile Arthur Nopussey, a man whose repulsive means were greater than the size of his body. He noticed the ladies’ attempt of try to retrieve the magic dildo and the Prude’s military counselor didn’t like to see what he wanted to have in his hands have rivals to fight for its possession.
“I can’t let these harlots have what I want!”
Nopussey targeted the climbing ladies and grabbed Lady Julianna’s legs, tackling the Cunt Villager and yelling words against her. Mary Goodcock ried to wrestle the little man away from the woman’s legs.
“Let her go, you brute!”
Mary then kicked the military man away from her friend with a nice blow at his chin, who left him somehow knocked out. Kayley watched that happen until she found the idea to save Screwlibur
“The furniture! We need to climb the furniture to get it!”
The ponytailed knight aspirant ran and jumped the large wardrobe at the left side of the royal chamber, the tallest close from where the chandelier was. It was a dangerous mission to try to jump and get the instrument, but if no one did…
“Kayley? What are you doing up there? You are going to get hurt”, Julianna tried to stop her daughter.
“Saving Cumalot, mother!”
It was a tough task for the young Cunt Villager, but it was what she had to do. Kayley looked at the chandelier above her and Screwlibur, knowing there was the only way to attain what could be the salvation of her land.
“I am risking my life to save Cumalot and this is what I have to do!”
The ponytailed warrior then jumped with all the strength and skill she knew. The things her father taught during her whole life, especially courage in the face of danger and the strength and confidence to help people, each of these traits taught by her parents. All of those helped her to get into the chandelier
“Kayley! Don’t get hurt! Get down now!”
“I cannot, mother. I promised I would save Cumalot and this is what I am going to do, even if I die trying”
Where the girl landed was not the best position, with her legs quite hanging in the air, still however at the magic phallic sword’s reach. The young girl tried a first effort but her hands were an inch or two far from where the sword was stuck. She tried to move her body towards it, but the fear of falling made it hard for her to find the focus and a way to touch it.
Meanwhile, outside the chambers, the two sisters fought. Quintessia did not want to brawl with her sister Mary Ann, and she tried in her battle to dissuade to kill her. Fruitless were her efforts to.
“Don’t you like about what I become, my dear sister?”, the evil Prude shouted.
“Mary Ann, please! This is not you! You were not that way!”, replied Quintessia about the staff’s spell hit her arm.
“I wasn’t, but you made me feel like this, Quinny. You and your beauty, your youth… you made me feel old”
“I am not making you feel old! I will be as old as you in the future, stop acting like this!”
“Shut up! You deceived me! You seduced everybody with your beauty and made myself feel garbage! You must pay for it, Quintessia”
Mary Ann’s rage while fighting her younger sister grew as the blonde sorceress tried to convince her and open the side she thought she still had. Even though now she was the leader of the people who enslaved Cumalot, she still knew that she was her sister and she needed to be saved from what she became.
And while the battle happened in the outside, the other three women were trying to get Screwlibur, perhaps their last resort to win. It was tough for Kayley to get it, so she decided to find an alternative for that
“I can’t get it… it’s too dangerous!”, the girl yelled from the chandelier she was stuck on.
“Try to touch it, Kayley”, Mary Goodcock suggested. “If you can’t remove it, at least make it loose and we can get it from the floor”
“Good idea, Mrs. Goodcock”
Her hand still could touch it from the maximum point she stretched her arm without losing balance or risking the chandelier to fall on them. Its support was too strong attached to the ceiling, at least preventing an act like that could break that and cause a tragedy.
“Let’s go, dear! You can get it!”
Lady Julianna encouraged her daughter to do it, and it wasn’t easy in the beginning, but as soon as the right way to loosen the dildo from its attachment was found, she used her hands to try to remove it like a screw (no pun). Soon, the destiny of a nation would find its path.
“Come on, Kayley!”
“Pffff… it’s getting loose… it got it! It’s loose, mother!”
Screwlibur fell from the chandelier and Mary Goodcock lift her hands up to get it falling from the air. After years far from the official protective weapon from her land, they were now together once again.
“It’s ours! Screwlibur is ours!”
Unfortunately, Nopussey was getting his senses back when he heard that. He already awaken after that blow and when his sight and mind showed the thing he always desired to have was in other person’s hands, Mary Ann’s right hand instantly boiled.
“What is going on… what is… ARGHHHHHHHHHHHH! YOU BITCH! TAKE YOUR FILTHY HANDS OF THAT! SCREWLIBUR IS MINE! MINE!”
His screams weren’t heard by the victorious crew of women, and then the small man charged and jumped on where Mary was to try to take the control of the phallic thing. Then a fight between the two began, with Kayley jumping out of the chamber’s chandelier on where the two brawled for the toy.
“Get your paws out, Nopussey!”
“No way! Screwlibur is mine and shall be only mine, whore of Babylon”
The young girl failed to stop the fight, as the once Cumalot ruler and the Prude corps leader fought taking turns on the possession of the sex toy. When it was over, Mary Goodcock rolled on the floor as she saw Screwlibur land at Arthur’s belly. The end was nigh?
“Oh No!”, Lady Juliana shouted noticing Arthur Nopussey finally had the magical sword in this hands. They saw the vileness in his eyes and the laughter he gave when he noticed finally what he most desired in life was there at his reach.
“Finally! It’s mine! Screwlibur is mine! It’s mine!”, an evil laughter came from Arthur as she handled the sword up in the air, with victorious bravado and feeling the power the magic dildo had for him.
While Kayley, Lady Julianna and Mary were astonished and already accepting that there might be a defeat for them after all, there would another turnaround at the battle.
After their battle went for a considerable amount of time outside Chastis’ royal chamber, a blast hit and pushed Quintessia back to the room. Mary Ann also showed a defiant and victorious pose, as if she was about to end her sister.
“Mary Ann! Please, don’t do it!”
“I am sorry, Quintessia. But you robbed my youth and my beauty and you shall get punished for that…”
But as when getting ready to use her staff against the sorceress, she saw Nopussey with Screwlibur in his hand. It was obvious that ticked her off, seeing he fooled her only to have the artifact within his possession.
“You bastard! I told you should not have Screwlibur!”
“Don’t interrupt me, Mary Ann, I finally got what you want and it’s not a bitch like you who will tell me what I can do or not
“You… you… what did you called me?”, the Prude leader went mad when getting from the one who was her right hand a not so ‘warm’ reply.
“For years I’ve heard about the powers of Screwlibur, that it could deliver eternal power to the one who had it. I was so envy of your husband, Mrs. Goodcock to have it while I didn’t. And now nobody can’t stop me. I won!”, said the defiant general
“Arthur Nopussey, I demand you to give Screwlibur to me, now!”, Mary Ann yelled.
“Never. I am tired for you to boss me around like you are my boss. Remember I am the one who made you who you are, Mary Ann”
‘WHAT?”, not only Quintessia, but the other three ladies watching it were astonished to see listen that. And then Nopussey began to make the usual ‘the villain explains the whole plan to the heroes’.
“All this time I wanted to revenge from the ones who humiliated me, who belittled me because of what I am. Cumalot caused all my pains and troubles and it needed to be destroyed. I just needed the one person who could allow me to take my revenge to a next level and there you were, Mary Ann…”
“You little piece of scum… you fooled me! You betrayed me!”
“I won’t say these words; they are a poor choice of them. It wasn’t a betrayal, it was to get rightfully what I deserved, the disrespect Peter Goodcock and his crew of filthy junkies did to me, including the filthy wife of his and everyone else. It was easy to use you, Mary Ann, a woman so fragile, hurt to the point that I didn’t need to use anything else to convince other to exploit the fact you were hurt because your spell ruined your pursuance of eternal youth…”
“You… you…”
“I have to apologize for using you for my own needs, buy I needed it. I had to do it because destroying Cumalot and end this reign of abject filth and disgusting perversion was the only way I should get my revenge. I couldn’t be avenging the humiliations I had unless I destroyed this place. And I have to admit killing Peter Goodcock and Lady Julianna’s husband were pretty much missions that delighted me… but I do not care, I have now Screwlibur in my hands and nothing will stop me to achieve what I want!”
“You monster!”, Kayley shouted with absolute rage against Arthur. “You are disgusting!”
Everybody had reasons to be mad with Arthur Nopussey, but Mary Ann was the one who finally realized she was been manipulated all this time by him. That the entire suffering she had by trying to stop aging failed turned her into somebody who reject her ways and looks and were baited into a man with a serious complex because of size of many ways. When she began to understand everything, her anger became now directed to the one that was the real guilty of the fall of Cumalot.
“YOU SON OF A BITCH! YOU LIED TO ME! I TRUSTED YOU!”
The sorceress then ran and jumped on Arthur Nopussey. His face was target of slaps and punches by a now pissed off Prude leader, screaming all the bad words she had against him.
“I trusted you, Arthur! I trusted you! You just used me for your filthy needs, you little dick son of a bitch! That’s what you are!”
“Did you called me what?”
“Yes, this is what you are! A little dicked son of a bitch. You have a tiny little willy, so tiny it can’t even fit between the teeth! Short dicked man!”
“AHHHHHHHH! You bitch!”
The rage went so big for Mary Ann that she actually ripped her general’s trousers. And then everybody saw that, actually, his trauma landed because he had small penis. But not ‘small penis’ as one who could become average size when hard, Arthur actually had a tiny penis, about one or two inches in size. The source of his daily humiliations, the fact he never could lay the women he liked, what everybody mocked him about.
When the ladies finally saw the reason of his hatred of the society that Peter and Mary Goodcock built, her, Kayley, Juliana and Quintessia began to laugh. But the kind of laugh you only do when there is a way to laugh with the intention of making real fun of somebody.
“Oh… what’s that? A pea in the pants?”
“I can see now how angry he was… look how tiny dick he has!”
“I wouldn’t even think on what to do if my husband had one of these”
It was surely to hurt Arthur, making him pay for everything he did to hurt herself and an entire land. Angry due to another round of humiliation, he jumped to try to attack them, but the Prude leader stopped him.
“YOU WHORES! YOU WILL PAY!”
“Not this time!”
Without even announcing, she stole Screwlibur from his hands and shoved it into the little man’s ass. His scream could be heard even overseas, because it was one heck of a moan. But when that phallus went in, a enormous light took over the room. Arthur Nopussey was taken by a massive beam, who shaken him like a thunder. Eveybody watched it when the beam ended with Nopussey vanishing into nowherelands.
“Where he went?”, asked Mary Goodcock.
“To a place he never will cheat any woman anymore!”, answered Mary Ann.
However, the biggest effect of that beam was to happen next. Without even announcing, Mary Ann shoved the toy into her pussy and then she was with a beam around her body. Then, when it was over… her mask broke and fell off the floor as the large tunic she wore. A see-through nightie was all what she wore, and then we could see a platinum blonde, with a face of a pretty early 30s woman, falling on her knees after that ordeal was finally over.
“Mary Ann!”
“Now it’s over. I am free!”
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