Pillory Privileges

I realize he’s probably “just” the crier, charged with bellowing out the supposed offenses of the pretty wenches confined in pillory bondage, to further their public humiliation. To me, though, his posture, positioning, and general air of satisfaction suggest he’s got a rather more personal sort of public humiliation in mind for them:

jailor contemplating some butt sex with the wenches in his pillory

Probably “in mind” is where he’ll keep it, but the wenches should worry if they see him coming back with a jar of goose grease, or a bit of freshly churned butter.

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3 comments on “Pillory Privileges”:

RC commented on September 24th, 2008 at 3:31 am:

They should worry if it is a slow day at the Renaissance Fair, maybe because of the weather, and there are long periods when there is no one in attendance to watch.

A quick cleave gag in each and a draft from behind because of a raised skirt could mean Mr. Crier has found a pleasant way to relax on his break.

Or maybe he is just trying to help brush away mosquitoes.

sbgg commented on October 3rd, 2008 at 2:32 am:

I’m wondering what the significance is of what they’ve got in their hands; the one on the left has a tankard of ale, the other has… a rope with a knot in it? Why were they put in the pillory holding these items?

Meg commented on October 3rd, 2008 at 6:00 pm:

My kid used to pillory folks at Renaissance Festival. Then he beat them with brooms. The lady across the way who made the brooms thought it was a great gimmick. He’d send folks over to look at her domestic harmony products.


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