From behind like a bull

The confused look of shame on Winlay's face combined with the trickle of blood and cum that leaked from her pussy was all the stimulation Beldan needed to become excited again. He scooped her up and moved her to his bed, he knew exactly how he wanted her. He'd take her like a bull servicing a heifer, her tiny body was both light and pliant, she allowed him to position her on her hands and knees at the edge of his bed without protest.

He slapped her ass to get her to spread her white legs wide exposing her pink slit and dark brown bush, and then grabbed a handful of her magnificent hair in his hand to keep her from pulling away from him. This time the innocent angel cried out as he pushed his cock into her. Without the psi-net overwhelming her reactions she could feel the pain of his cock as he fucked her raw pussy. Beldan jerked her head back as he thrust into her, this was the best sex he'd ever had in his life, she was much tighter than that whore Anna and hot. He knew she had never had a man take her like this, he was her first! He was the one who made her respond to his deep thrusts.

Her position on her hands and knees added to his pleasure. She was a nothing but an animal now, a toy for his use. He imagined that he was a great bull like the myth from old Earth of Zeus rutting with a maiden who caught his eye. That’s just what he was, a God! Not some removed theoretical ‘being’ but a God of old, one who could take what (or who) he wanted when he wanted, how he wanted.

Beldan made a few attempts to grab Winlay's tit as it swung in response to the thrusts of his hips and the jerking of her hair, but the girth of his waist was too much of an obstacle. So what? He was using her for his pleasure, not hers. He'd flap those tits later tonight, Crews that'd feel good - those milky white tits wrapped around his cock - he'd spew his seed all over her longing face. He could feel Winlay's cunt squeezing his dick as he reamed her. She wanted him! He knew from the moment he saw her sweet little face that she'd be perfect for him.

She was grunting with pleasure now but he wanted to hear her cry out again as he stretched her tight little slit. His hand smacked the side of her ass and she shrieked in response as he thrust into her as hard as he could. One final push into her small body, and Beldan collapsed onto her as his pulsing cock filling her twat again.

Winlay was pressed onto the mattress by his great size, (he probably outweighed her nearly three to one) and the feel of her slender frame pinned under his massive torso heightened his pleasure. She was his completely and totally his; his to control, his to pose and his to use as he chose. Lifting his body from hers he saw that she had passed out on the bed. Looking around for her white panties he found them lying on the floor where he had discarded them in his haste to have Winlay.

Holding the slip of cotton to his face he breathed in the scent of her juices that stained the crotch of the undergarments. He walked back to where Winlay lay on his great bed legs still spread wide exposing her swollen cunt. Beldan used the panties to wipe her inner thighs, adding traces of her red blood to the white cotton. The initiate was breathing deeply but other than a slight whimper did not react at all to the touch of the fabric.

It had been a while since he had a woman overcome by passion in response to his cocksmanship. Just as well he decided, he still had to finish this afternoon's interviews. He left strict orders that no one was to enter or leave his chambers and then headed back in good spirit to the office.

Brother Louis gave him a look of disappointment as he entered his office nearly half an hour late. The High Priest just smiled at him, he was in the best mood he could remember in a while. He wouldn’t take her ass – he decided during one of the early interviews – as pure as she was Winlay deserved to keep that tight hole untouched. The afternoon interviews passed without incident except for one awkward moment when Brother Jerome insisted on speaking to him again about his placement. Beldan was in too good a mood to let this interruption bother him. After a good natured conversation Beldan agreed to let the Brother see him again in six months time; by then he’d be enthralled by Maria anyway and so the issue would not matter. One time having her slurping on Jerome's cock would be enough to make him forget all about his silly plan for the islands.

Beldan wondered if Maria’s mouth could possibly feel as good as Winlay’s had when she sucked on his fingers just before cumming with a passion that he had never seen before. How long could he wait before he taught her how to please him with her full red lips. Not long he promised himself as he assigned a rather dull looking initiate to the Abbess of the High Marches instead of the leggy blonde that she had requested.