Monastery Conspiracy

Eva

As no one came to tell me what to do, I ventured out into the monastry.
Eventually I found a chapel I had not seen before, there was an alter surrounded by candles, it was quite low for an alter and it had ropes and chains laid over it.
Ther were ropes hanging from the ceiling and some iron bars, like trapeze swinging above a large chair.
It all looked very strange.
I went in and looked around, kneeling at the alter to pray for my soul, and ask if I had done wrong toching myself as I washed this morning.
 
Brother John

Rest would not come. I emerged myself in prayer blessedly slipping from the cares of this world to the bless of the spirit.

"Brother," ..... "I need thy comfort." The sweet tones of May's voice came stealing into my mind. The memories of that night long ago came flooding back to me. No oil had been necessary.

I rolled upon my cot, not sure if the words I heard were real or the longing of an old and foolish monk. No they where real May was standing there her robes pooled around her feet. The delicate curves of her body shine lie a golden goddess in the reflected candlelight. Her body was no longer that of the girl from that night. It was better, more desirable, it was the body of a woman in the prime of her sexuality.

I drew back the covers, I was naked beneath them, as was our custom. Holding them as if to offer shelter or sanctuary I simply uttered "May".

My voice touched with the deep feels I felt for her.
 
Brother John

Rest would not come. I emerged myself in prayer blessedly slipping from the cares of this world to the bless of the spirit.

"Brother," ..... "I need thy comfort." The sweet tones of May's voice came stealing into my mind. The memories of that night long ago came flooding back to me. No oil had been necessary.

I rolled upon my cot, not sure if the words I heard were real or the longing of an old and foolish monk. No they where real May was standing there her robes pooled around her feet. The delicate curves of her body shine lie a golden goddess in the reflected candlelight. Her body was no longer that of the girl from that night. It was better, more desirable, it was the body of a woman in the prime of her sexuality.

I drew back the covers, I was naked beneath them, as was our custom. Holding them as if to offer shelter or sanctuary I simply uttered "May".

My voice touched with the deep feels I felt for her.
 
Mother Superior

I moved towards him breasts swaying full and heavy as I approached him, sliding into his bed, his arms. Kissing the soft spot on his collar, nuzzling the warm skin before my eyes met his. Ours was a relationship that went beyond worldly communication. My fingers traced his lips slowly, asking for permission. His mouth sucked at my fingers and I smiled softly, before our lips touched and we became lost in each other.
 
Brother John

May came to me. She would always be my ideal. We had no needs for words.

She slipped beneath the coarse blanket of my cot. Our lips sought each others'. Our tongues found each others'. The taste of May was as honey and wine to my tongue. I savored the warm wet sweetness of May's mouth. With longing and regret I broke the bliss that was May's kiss. My lips sought out the spots at her neck that would pleasure her. My kisses fluttered to the hallow of her neck. Down the sculptured column that was May's body to rest for awhile in the warm cleavage of her firm breasts. Softly, tenderly and then with growing ardor I paid homage to each of her nipples. Lower my kisses flew to the plain of her belly lingering a moment at her naval. Lower still to her downy forest. The heady fragrance that was May greeted me. A rich dusky aroma. Lower still to cleave her libia, darting stabbing, and licking those roes petal folds.

My mouth now drawing in May's clitoris, sucking nibbling, teasing as a kitten nursing. My face and lips bathed in the sweet juices of May's arousal. I greedily lap up the pearly due that is May.
 
Mother Superior

Of all the brethren only Brother John had known me before I had taken my current position, he sensed my need even as his lips travelled in a leisurely pattern along my neck, to my tender sensitive breasts, downward to my holy place. He revelled in my pleasure and I let all thoughts, reservations, and responsibilities go as I felt his tongue take me to another level.
 
Brother John

I thought of only May as I feebly tried to easy away the trails of her duties. I was consumed by the waves of fulfillment and release that surged through May as my tongue eased her responsibilities, if only for a moment.

May's breathing was slowly returning to normal as I cradled her in my arms as if she was a newborn infant. The warmth of her nearness, the sweet smell of her, was all that I needed. Yes my manhood rose fully to her presence, but my thoughts where not of myself but only of May's needs.
 
Mother Superior

I felt at peace, yet something wasn't quite right. I snuggled up against him trying to figure it out when I relaized his hardness was pressing against me. I wasn't sure how to feel, was I suddenly unworthy? I kissed his neck and whispered huskily, "Please, fill me with your spirit." I shifted rolling on top, sitting up and my hand upon his guiding him into my body.
 
brother John

I Held May in my arms once more. She kissed my neck and whispered huskily, "Please, fill me with your spirit." May shifted rolling on top of me, sitting up and her hand guiding me into her body.

"Reverend Mother, May, I am not worthy.? It was a simple, it was true, and yet a lie. I loved her neither in a way that was holy nor in keeping with our order.

May straddled my waist, her legs bent back so that she might receive me. Her sex engulfed my ardor for her. May's passion, need and desire eased my entry into her. Her muscles griped me. My hands around her waist, resting upon May's hips. I looked up the column of her body, the narrow waist, the full upturned breasts that I longed to suckle, the long graceful neck, and that face that haunted my every moment.

We moved as one, in unison with our desires. Slow, graceful, gentle at first then building to a wild abandonment. My body arched to May as I emptied my spirit deep within her womb. I sat up enfolding May into my arms, she upon my lap still gripping me deep with in her as the last spasm of my spirit spilled into her.
 
Mother Superior

"Thank you," I softly whisper as I nuzzle up against him, trying not to think of how things might have been if we had met outside the order.
I slept peacefully with him inside of my most of night and work only because I feel him stirring inside me.
 
Brother John

"Thank you," May whispered softly and fell asleep in my arms.

Our bodies mirrored each other. Two curves, one the positive image, one the negative image. Matched in semidry.

I rested within May. I felt her every movement. I would guard her, let her rest until, first light, then ease her awake, to start another day as Mother Superior. I kissed the nape of May's neck, My May. At first light May would fade with the morning sun and Mother superior would return.
 
Mother Superior

I woke slowly and relunctantly pulled myself away. I kissed my fingertips and placed them lightly on his lips as I slipped my robes back on and headed out to take care of the daily tasks of running this place. Starting in the kitchen and making sure everything was running smoothly.
 
Brother John

I feel the sweet moister of May's kiss as her fingers bring it to my lips.

"May"

My thoughts return to her as I lay up on my cot. Leaving her the freedom to once again become "Mother Superior."
 
Mother Superior

I did a quiet devotional as I rinsed my body. Time had done much to me, but my body had developed into that of a lush woman. I slid on my robe as I headed to the chapel for morning devotions.
 
Brother John

Brother John packs his traveling sack to journey to the Main chapter House. Again he feels a need for a Confessor. He leaves the monastery to start the long walk.
 
Eva

I knelt in the quiet chapel praying. The sun was shining through the stainglass onto the marble of the alter.
I tried to remember what had happened during the night,I could remember very little although my private parts, my cunny and my bottom had a dull ache, not pain, but a strange swollen feel. As if a new life had entered them.
My breasts against the rough cotton of my white habit were sensitive, every movement seemed to arouse me.
I prayed for guidance.
An elderly priest was attending to something near the side chapel, he stole a glance at me every now and then, I do not know why.
I will ask Mother Superior when I see her.
 
Mother Superior

I saw young Eva praying and softly walked up behind her, whispering a soft prayer before she turns towards me
 
Mother Superior

"Yes, my child?" I softly asked. Kneeling beside her letting my attention focus on her and the thoughts of Brother John in my arms this morning drift from my mind.
 
Eva

"Mother superior, I think I have sinned, I must do contrition"

I felt so guilty at the feelings and desires of my body, I did not understand them, but felt driven. I knew it was wrong, the brother had awoken such emotions.

Mother Superior would guide me I was sure.

" Tell me what to do Mother, I am so young and innocent of the world"
 
Mother Superior

"It is a far harder task to deny such feelings. When one inevitably fails it tends to bring one even lower. Our mission has always been to allow the full expression of desires so that they may be forgiven."
 
Eva

I wasn't sure what she meant, full expression.

"Sometimes I think about mens private parts, in my dreams they are close to me and large, erect and I want them, is that wrong, how do I atone?
And I think about you Mother Superior, in my dreams you and Brother John touch me, I feel I should be punished for my dreams"
 
Mother Superior

"Your thoughts and dreams do not harm others, and therefore are not wrong. It is only in suffering that is wrong and you feel bad about having these thoughts and feelings. Child allow yourself to fully feel the emotions in order to understand them."

OOC going to a conference Wednesday-Sunday so I'll try and write myself out of threads for that time.
 
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