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Date of first publication in Mr Double's Palisade :
Tuesday, February 14, 2012

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story_codes: M/g(7), anal, semi-cons, cons

story_intro: When Brother Andrew, a visiting monk, catches little Matilda masturbating in the hayloft, he gets turned on. But it's not her little pussy that has the priest's vow of chastity in mortal danger.

story_language: English




The Innkeeper's Daughters: Matilda and the Monk

Written by madvlad


	Brother Andrew deftly steered his cart around two haphazardly parked merchants' carts as he drove his horses through the convent's gates. He was making his usually run from the abbey, loaded with a wine cask for the convent's visitors' quarters, some hams, sausages, and cheeses, and a small but precious cargo of manuscripts requiring illustration. Two of the convent's nuns were amazingly talented in the last regard and the monks often sent their transcribed volumes to the convent for the finishing touches.

	In the morning, the monk would be leaving with completed manuscripts from an earlier delivery along with various herbs and medicines derived from them. This was his usual schedule, making his final delivery at the convent and then staying the night so as not to risk being waylaid by robbers with a full cart after dark. 

	Mother Agatha, the mother superior, had no issues with Andrew staying in the visitors' quarters so regularly. Rumor had it that, before taking his vows, Brother Andrew's preferences ran toward males anyway. So Mother Agatha did not worry about him trying to get under the habits of her nuns or even the girls who lived here. Some of the girls were sent by their rich families for safekeeping and education before they were married off. But many of the girls were orphaned or abandoned.

	Two such girls were Mary and Matilda, two of four daughters of an innkeeper and his wife who were murdered by a band of outlaws. The two oldest, Mary and Ellen, were raped at the inn before their parents' death, While the thirteen and eleven year-old were left bruised and bleeding on the floor, the two younger girls, Matilda, age seven, and four year-old Tess were taken away by the villains. 

	Matilda was being raped when soldiers of the local ear attacked and killed the band of ruffians. Mary and Matilda were sent to the convent while the earl's wife took in Ellen and Tess. A little over a month later, the girls had begun settling into their new lives. 

	The young nun who was mentoring Mary had shown the young teen how two women could love each other. Mary, in turn, had done the same with Matilda before both girls initiated little Tess when she had been brought to the convent for a visit. Two days later, it was Ellen's turn when she was here. 

	Matilda wondered what sort of wickedly fun things Ellen and Tess now did together in the room they shared at the castle. Although she loved what Mary did to her, Matilda had been thrilled to have a smaller partner with Tess; someone she could control. The seven year-old was playing a scene in her head where Tess was on her back, deeply licking Matilda's pussy from below. To fill out the fantasy, Matilda had her dress hiked above her waist and was busily fingering her slippery twat. She never noticed Brother Andrew climbing into the loft to gather some hay to use as padding in his cart until he cleared his throat behind her.

	Startled, the girl fell forward and tumbled to her hands and knees, giving Andrew a perfect view of her round, firm little rump. Andrew's cock stirred at the site. While it was true that he had no sexual interest in females, his preference had always been for little boys, not men. And from this angle, Matilda looked just like a boy.

	As Matilda began to cry, Andrew shushed her and moved her to a small mound of hay, keeping her dress pulled up.

	"Don't worry," the monk said in a soothing tone. "We're only mortal and are slaves to mortal needs."

	"You're not mad?" she sniffled.

	"Of course not. I have my needs as well. And I'll need you to help me with them."

	Braving a look over her shoulder, Matilda gulped as she saw the priest part his cassock, revealing his erect penis. Although it wasn't as large as the ones that those bad men had used on her, the sight of it was more than enough to make the girl cup one hand protectively over her hairless pussy. Andrew chuckled when she did this.

	"Don't worry; I have no interest in going there. Although I think I may have use for the wetness you've made."

	At first, Matilda whimpered when the monk's fingers fumbled at her soaked crotch. But it soon became evident that he was not trying to get inside her pussy - just as he said. Andrew wiped away the dew with his fingers, smearing the slime into the crack between her buttocks. Despite her very awkward situation, Matilda had stifle a giggle as this tickled. But when the priest began pressing his finger against the puckered orifice there, Matilda stiffened clamped herself closed as tightly as possible. 

	"Don't fight me, child," Andrew muttered. "It will go easier if you let me in."

	Choking back a sob, Matilda squeezed her eyes closed and gradually relaxed her asshole, letting the monk's twisting finger slowly work its way inside. Andrew didn't jab it in at once. Instead he took his time, rubbing the little girl's rectum bit by bit, occasionally stopping to harvest more cunt drippings to lubricate the passage. As Matilda's body relaxed more, Andrew took the hand that had been gripping one hip and stroked the child's back as he fingered her ass.

	Now he was easily fucking his wet finger in and out of Matilda's bottom. It had been over a year since Andrew had been with a boy and he was more than ready to sink his prick into a tight little ass, but the monk was always careful to get his partner as loose as possible. Although he had a smaller cock than most men (which he considered to be a sign from above that he was meant to be with children), Andrew still had to take care. And besides, he loved it when his young sex partners derived some pleasure too - especially when they weren't expecting to.

	Andrew rubbed and pressed on certain spots inside Matilda's ass, testing the little girl's body and finding the more sensitive areas. He struck gold when Matilda sucked in a sharp breath and quivered. The monk smiled as he was a master at anal sex. 

	Pulling his finger out, he replaced it with his cock at the tight rosebud of her entrance. Reminding Matilda to relax and push, Andrew sank his cock into the child's soft bowels which had been so thoroughly lubricated with her pussy juice. Matilda panted as her virgin rectum spread around the monk's slow moving cock.

	Andrew spent the first few minutes carefully fucking the tight slickness of Matilda's backside, allowing her time to get used to the larger girth of his prick. She may have been a little girl, but her ass was just as hot and tight as any little boy's. Holding the child's waist firmly in both hands, Andrew began to stroke harder and faster, reveling in how her tiny rectum massaged his cock with its reactive spasms. After countless young boys, Andrew's first girl proved to be the most natural in anal sex.

	"Pleasure yourself like you were doing when I found you, child."

	Matilda retuned her fingers to her dripping little pussy, amazed to find how wet she still was there. As she slipped one finger in her quim, she could feel the priest's cock churning her guts through the thin membrane that separated her two holes. 

	"That's it," Andrew muttered as he felt her finger's pressure against his cock. "Give it to yourself like I've giving it to your ass."

	Matilda jabbed herself harder and her tight little body jolted in response. Somehow, having the man's thing in her bottom made her pussy's feelings even stronger. The little girl let herself drown in pleasure as she lustfully abused her twat, trying to match the hard strokes in her ass. 

	Her climax came sharply and suddenly. So lost in the sensations, Matilda never broke stride with her finger. As the orgasm tapered off, her finger kept squishing in and out of her slutty little quim. Her body bucked as another cum ripped through it, stunning the little girl who had never had a multiple orgasm.

	Matilda's insides were twisting and quivering against Andrew's cock. Unable and unwilling to hold back anymore, the priest released a huge load of hot jism inside the seven year-old's bowels, inducing a third orgasm for the helpless child.

	When Andrew withdrew, he admired Matilda's pert little rump. There was nothing quite like a well-fucked young ass dripping cum from its reddened asshole.

	"Same time, next week, child," he said as he lovingly caressed one smooth buttock. "I'll be offering communion again."

	


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