Louis With a wine bottle

Winlay was momentarily shocked when she turned and saw the man standing there. She had never met Brother Louis, but she had noticed him when she had gone to her interview with Beldan. Beldan seemed confused and almost angry to see the man standing there.

"What is it Louis? I'm trying to talk to Sister Winlay about desires of the flesh and how they affect the church. Please give us some privacy!"

Even though lust was still pulsing through her and causing her to feel greater and greater need, she pressed herself against Beldan, trying to hide her nakedness. Louis was trying not to look at her, but she saw sadness and pity in his eyes for a moment when his gaze did finally roam over her sultry young body.

"I thought I would deliever some of your special wine for the evening. Please excuse me your Grace. I didn't realize you would have... Company, so early in the day."

Beldan waved a dismissive hand, his eyes locked on the bottle. Winlay couldn't understand why this bottle of wine bothered him when he had already given her her **** upon entering his chambers. It wasn't a sin to drink, only to drink to excess. Why would this bottle of "Special Wine" make him angry? Beldan noticed her watching him and his expression instantly softened.

"Leave it for tomorrow Louis. I'm not sure that wine would go with my current collection of drink. Now please, some privacy."

"B-but sir, I really think-"

"Louis, privacy. Now."

Louis lowered his head and backed out of the room, and closed the door behind him. Winlay didn't know it, but Louis had just tried to save some shred of her dignity. The wine was of a special blend of herbs that Beldan had learned higher class prostitutes used to prevent pregnancy. It was bitter, but the most effective birth control on Pandora. Without it, Winlay was in danger of more than just losing her maidenhood.

As she watched the door, wondering what the whole ordeal had meant, Beldan's hands suddenly found their way into her hair. He pulled her face back to his and his mouth latched onto her's. The waves of pleasure and lust **** themselves back into her body and her pussy grew hotter than before. She had a moment of disgust at the realization she was letting this fat older priest dominate her, but when his large fingers pulled at her sensitive nipples again, she lost her senses to the pleasure and pain flowing through her. She let out a soft cry and tilted her head back.

Beldan's tongue danced across her throat before he bit gently into the side of her neck. She pressed herself against him, rubbing her aching pussy against his naked leg. One of Beldan's thick fingers suddenly stroked against her lower lips and her eyes flew open as jolts of pleasure and shame shot through her body. She saw Beldan's lecherous grin a moment before the same thick finger pressed into her hot, wet folds.

"Oooohhhh!"

Beldan slowly thrust his finger in and out of her, never all the way but enough to give her pleasure and to make her grow even wetter than she already was. Winlay bucked her hips, trying to get more of his finger into her. Beldan laughed at her attempts and withdrew his finger, causing her to whimper in protest. Then he manuvered her backwards until she toppled and fell onto his bed. The large man stood over her, and she finally got a glimpse of his hard cock and hairy balls. It was the first she had ever seen and even though compared to most it was less than average, to her it was huge. Her eyes grew wide and even through her lust filled haze she felt panic begin to rise as she realized what came next.

Beldan knew she was ready for him and he loved her look of fear as she gazed at his manhood. Taking it in hand he began to move his large body onto the bed and over the young initiate. She had reacted to his mental stimulations so well that he almost felt that it hadn't been needed. She was a hot little slut, just waiting to be plowed and dominated.

"Are you ready for me, my dear?"