I reached back and pulled my cheeks apart and he examined me before squirting some lube between my cheeks. He rubbed it in, getting me lubed up nicely...before starting to finger me as I slowly relaxed, eventually taking 4 fingers inside me. He thrust and I squirmed back onto his digits. He said I should turn over onto my back and spread my legs for him. Putting a pillow beneath me, I obeyed, lying back with my legs open. I used a hand to pull my balls up and out of the way so I could look down. Along an outer wall ran a set of open cells where apparently the monks prayed and slept. Across a long corridor the parallel inner wall was broken up by doorways into the inner spaces. One led to a kitchen where she found the source of the smoke she'd seen from the trail. A large iron pot hung over a cookfire glowing in an open hearth. The sound and smell of a bubbling stew reminded her she hadn't eaten in many hours. She was suddenly famished.The cook pot was tended by a monk. She had no idea. Removing the blocks he then forces a small dildo about 4 in long and 1 in wide into her throat he replaces the gag.He moves his body off her lying down beside her, listening to her gasping and muffled pleas for mercy. She keeps trying to struggle and he laughs knowing the knots were tied well, and the ropes were strong, yet soft. Moving one hand between her legs, he feels the heat radiating from her loins and her wetness dripping onto his hand, it’s obvious how turned on she is. Lifting his. As I pushed my tongue into her vagina, she groaned and pulled my head hard into her, wriggling her buttocks and winding her legs round my back.The more I licked and sucked her now wet cunt, driving my tongue into her hole, the more she writhed and pulled me hard into her, groaning and gasping and bucking. I knew that she was heading for an orgasm so redoubled my efforts of flicking my tongue over her clit, diving into her canal at the same time playing with her tits and nipples.A shuddering,.