Her will breaks

Winlay desperately wanted to be worthy of High Priest Beldan's trust in her, but even more than that she wanted to feel his hands stroke her thighs, his lips kiss her tits and his manhood to open her sealed portal. He placed a hand on her cheek caressing her soft skin in an attempt to sooth her agitation and with a moan of defeat Winlay turned her head and took his thick forefinger into her mouth. The heat in her loins throbbed even more deeply; Crews she wanted to press her hand under her robes and into her panties.

"Sister Winlay!" She heard him gasp in shock at her most inappropriate act. "Sister Winlay, you must stop." He was right, she knew he was, but Winlay didn't care. What must he think of her? Why was she of all people acting like the village slut, Winlay had always been known as a bit of a prude. Yet, here she was, an initiate of the church of Xelta, sworn to celibacy sucking provocatively on the High Priest's fingers and she didn't care. Her tongue swirled around his thick soft round finger and as she sucked it in and out of her mouth excited when she felt the High Priest's desire grow even as he begged her to stop.

"Please Sister, you mustn't tempt me so." Despite his protests, the High Priest had become an active participant, Beldan's free hand seized a handful of her hair holding her head still as his finger moved in and out of her mouth on its own. Winlay moaned in need and her mouth switched to his larger middle finger sucking its plump length into her mouth using both her hands to cling to his thick wrist. She twisted in Beldan's arms and climbed onto his lap pressing her soft belly against his immense torso as she suckled on his fingers like a newborn calf at its mother's teat.

The thought made her own nipples ache with need and as she shamelessly sucked on Beldan's fingers she pulled open her grey robes and tore at the strip of fabric that modestly bound her full breasts. Never in her life had she felt so wicked and seductive, she hadn't ever been that interested in men, certainly not in a man who was three times both her age and weight! But sitting on Beldan's lap sucking on his thick fingers and rhythmically thrusting her pelvis against his huge torso, her vows were forgotten, all she could think about was her burning desire for him.

By the time her breasts were free of the binding cloth the High Priest seemed to have forgotten about his vows as well. No longer protesting, he pulled his finger from her mouth and used his great hands to roam over her young body with a practiced familiarity. He twisted one of her nipples cruelly, laughing as she cried out in surprised pain. When he moved to her other breast she put her hands on his and tried to protest, but his hand was too strong, ignoring her futile resistance he pinched her other nipple even harder than the first. Her body responded even to this rough treatment, her nipples swelled and a gush of warmth flooded her soaked pussy.

"That's what you get for teasing your elders!" Then with a lecherous smile he pulled her to him and kissed her, his mouth almost swallowed hers as his fat lips slobbered on her. On one hand she was repulsed by what he was doing, the way his sausage fingers groped at her breasts and his fat lips pressed eagerly against hers disgusted her. At the same time she couldn't pull away, nothing she did could break the grip of lust that had completely taken over her body.

Beldan worked loose the thick gold cord of office that held his robes and pulled open the thickly embroidered cloth revealing the fine cream colored silk undergarment beneath. His hands then worked impatiently on the roughly twisted hemp rope that kept her robes fastened at her slender waist. She pushed his clumsy fingers away and loosened the knot herself dropping it and her robes onto the floor at his feet. She couldn't stop now, and there was no way Beldan looked like he was going to stop either and she wasn't sure if that excited her or terrified her more.

Suddenly Beldan froze as he stared at something over Winlay's shoulder. Surprise and confusion were both evident on his face, but Winlay barely noticed. Frustrated by her need, she tried to press her lips back to his but he pushed her away easily, no longer interested in tasting her sweetness.