Disclaimer!
This story takes place in an alternate version of Hyrule from The Legend of Zelda: Breath of The Wild and contains bondage, as well as public humiliation.
All characters involved are presented in versions of 18 years old or older.


Linkle stumbled and nearly lost her footing when the two tall, strong guards roughly guided her up the stairs towards the Gerudo Chief's home, which could really only be called a small palace never letting go of her thin arms as she was pulled along, having a little trouble keeping up.

The hall guards let them pass, barely acknowledging them, as the Hylian girl was brought before the Chief's throne and gently pushed forward. She timidly looked up at the woman sitting before her, bare legs crossed, her head resting on one propped up arm, looking almost bored.

Cute., it shot through Linkle's head. She was still young, her physical features and musculature not as clearly defined as those of the guards and most adult Gerudo in town, though still noticeable compared to any Hylian woman she had ever seen.

Her bodyguard was far more intimidating, towering even over the other warriors, her hands resting on the hilt and guard of her greatsword. Linkle flinched away from her harsh stare, casting her eyes down.

"You are before the Gerudo Chief, Riju.", the bodyguard said firmly, "Show the appropriate respect and kneel."

Linkle swallowed drily and got down on her knees, a little clumsily, as she was unable to use her hands.

"So, I understand my guards caught you... peeking?" The Chief's voice wasn't accusatory. If anything, she sounded amused.

"Yes, ma'am.", Linkle answered quietly, her eyes still cast down.

It wasn't new for her to get into trouble in any new place she travelled to, but never had she managed to mess something up so badly so quickly. She had arrived only a few hours ago, excited to explore the Gerudo city and cool off in the baths under the inn. Somehow, she had managed to wander into a private area of the bath and when she discovered two of the exotic women in a very personal situation, her thoughtless reaction was not to leave quietly, but to hide and watch, which had gotten her caught rather quickly.

"Were our laws not explained to you when you entered the city?", Chief Riju asked calmly.

"Yes, ma'am.", Linkle repeated again, biting her lip in shame.

"Then I'm sure you also understand that I have the right to punish any outsider who breaks them.", the Chief said more strictly.

Linkle's shoulders sunk. "Yes, ma'am."

"All right..." Riju paused, slowly getting up and stepping around her throne to look out the open arches to the back of the hall. "Then I sentence you to Public Shame for your misdeed. You may take her away."

She didn't dare protest or beg when the guards grabbed her bound arms and pulled her to her feet to guide her back outside.



The sun was still high in the sky, casting its heat down onto the streets. She could already feel curious eyes on her when she was guided through the street to the central plaza. A Hylian girl, tied and escorted by guards; of course she'd turn some heads.

Without a word, but with strict, gentle force, the two guards pushed her down onto her knees, her back to a smooth stone pillar, not more than one foot in diameter. The thin ropes were untied and her arms freed, but only for a moment. One of the guards took off her hooded capelet, before they each took one of her hands and pulled her arms back, around the pillar, where they snapped iron manacles around her wrists.

Linkle tested the restraints carefully, trying not to put up too much resistance to avoid making them angry, but the manacles barely moved, apparently secured to the pillar itself.

One of the guards took up the rope again to start winding it around one of Linkle's ankles, pulling it tight before winding it up around her thigh, tightly binding her leg in the folded position. As she started to do the same on the other side, the other guard gently grabbed Linkle's jaw, forcing her to look up.

She met the guard's stoic expression, as she held up a lengthy piece of thick rubber, held between two leather straps, meant to be buckled together. It looked like the bit of a horses harness, which quickly helped her understand what it was meant for. Not wanting to make it more difficult on herself, she opened her mouth wide, though her jaws were forced apart a slight bit more as the gag was pushed between her teeth and secured.

Both of the guards got up again and one of them picked up a piece of chalk to write something on the pillar, above Linkle's head, which she could not see, before the two of them left her field of vision, likely going back to her duties.

Hesitantly, Linkle pulled against the restraints and attempted to move. Her legs were tied in the kneeling position, she couldn't move her wrists away from the pillar much and her jaws were forced open by the gag.

The gag, at least, wasn't that uncomfortable. Surely, with time, her jaw would start to ache, but for now, it was bearable. The manacles as well were not too chafing or biting. Only her knees were hurting a little bit, mostly from being forced down onto the stone so suddenly.

What brought her the most discomfort, though, were her surroundings. She had briefly forgotten about it, too focussed on the two women actively restraining her, but now she was quickly reminded, that this was a public place.

The plaza was filled with people. All women, as per the city's laws, consisting mostly of Gerudo, but she noticed a number of Hylians and even a Rito among them. Anywhere she looked someone was staring at her, so she quickly cast her eyes down, too embarrassed to hold eye contact with anyone.

Even if she didn't look at them, she could hear them. Besides the general buzzing of the crowds and business of the shops and stalls, she could hear people nearby whispering. Some didn't even bother to try and hide it, casually making comments out loud.

"Voyeurism? This little vai?"

"Serves her right, getting herself caught."

"They could have gone a little easier, couldn't they?"

"Hey, voyeur girl, come see me when they let you go~!"

"She seemed so nice earlier, too."

"Look, she started drooling already, how shameful~"

She shifted and struggled, growing increasingly uneasy. The words made her dizzy and she could feel her heart pounding. Strangely, only a few of the comments she could make out were ones of judgement or disgust. Many expressed sympathy, some seemed even openly flirtatious. But whatever they said, she was exposed. Helplessly presented to strangers, as she could do nothing but wait for it to end.



Linkle eventually lost track of time. Occasionally, one of the guards would return, undo her gag and gently hold a waterskin to her lips so she could drink, only to force the gag back in and leave her. Only when the sun had begun to sink into the horizon beyond the walls, both of them returned to start undoing her restraints, one of them even offering a muscular arm to help her get up, her legs wobbly.

Aching and exhausted, she was led back to the Chief's home, this time not by direct force. Riju was sitting on her throne again and got up to stand before her when she was brought in.

"Welcome back. I think you learned your lesson?"

Linkle nodded, her voice too tired to speak.

"Good. Then I'm sure you'll behave yourself from now on." She smiled mischievously. "All your things are back at the inn, I took care of the cost for your first night, too."

"Oh..." Linkle cleared her throat to get her voice to work. "Th-thank you, ma'am."

"Really, it's my pleasure."

Linkle's eyes widened. The chief was suddenly awfully close, her half-lidded eyes scanning her face. A gentle hand started playing with her braid, moving up to her cheek.

"Say... I have a proposition for you."