First Statue From the Right.

...The statue furthest on the right side of the four statues. As Sister Anne removed the covers slowly a male statue appeared wearing old fashion robes. Sister Anne walked up to the male Statue, placing her hands on it's chest which she started to caress and as she did so the statue came to life. The statue wrapped it's arms around Sister Anne's waist and leaned in for a loving kiss. Sister Anne welcomed the kiss eagerly and as they kissed the statue's hands slowly worked its way down to Sister Anne's butt.

With muffled moans coming from Sister Anne, the statue took one of its fingers and with a little pressure started to slide it up and down along Sister Anne's butt crack. Though Sister Anne was still wearing her clothes, she is starting to get aroused from the statue toying with her butt. After a couple minutes of kissing and butt teasing the statue broke the kiss, with Sister Anne looking somewhat disappointed that the statue did this. The statue saw Sister Anne's expression but had her look down as it was lifting up it's robe revealing a now hard cock.

For a brief moment Sister Anne pondered as to how it was possible for a statue to have a cock but at the same time she was also quick to kneel down to start stroking it. The statue seemed annoyed at her for stroking its already hard cock so it placed its free hand on the back of Sister Anne's head and gently start to push her head towards its cock.

At first Sister Anne did not know what it was trying to do but as her mouth got closer to its cock she started to get the picture. Being new and never having done it before, Sister Anne made the mistake of taking to much in at once. Her eyes started to water up and she quickly pulled her head back, coughing once the cock was out. The statue saw Sister Anne in this weakened state with tears forming and it just fueled its desire to be dominate over her.

While Sister Anne was still recovering the statue grabbed her head, opened her mouth and pushed it raging hard cock down her throat. Sister Anne tried to get free from the statue's grip but to no avail. Tears start to pour from her eyes and as the statue was fucking her throat. Sister Anne had difficulty gasping for air and feared that she was going to die. Just as Sister Anne blacked out the last thing she felt was some kind of liquid going down her throat.

Sometime later Sister started to wake up to some pain. Not just pain from her throat but further down her body. As she came around she could feel the cold floor around her mid section. Sister Anne tried to get up but then comes to realize why she could feel the cold floor and pain elsewhere. It had seemed that after she went **** the statue had laid her out, removed her clothes and started to fuck her ass without mercy. With her throat too sore to speak all Sister Anne could do was go along for the ride and while at first it did hurt, the pain seemed to hurt less as the fucking went on and started to feel more pleasurable.

As the statue continued to fuck Sister Anne's ass she could not help but get more aroused with the idea of being submissive to the statue. In fact, Sister Anne actually started to moan every time the statue rammed its cock deep into her ass. Several minutes later the statue started to really pick up its pace only give one more powerful thrust into Sister Anne's ass as it released some type of fluid into her. A minute or two passed after which the statue got up the and went back to where Sister Anne uncovered it only to resume it position once more.

Not knowing how long she was out Sister Anne stood up, fixed her close and proceeded to return to her room.