1. Bawdy Tales Episode 1 - The Monk's Tale


    Date: 11/18/2015, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: Will_greybeard, Rating: 8, Source: LushStories

    Holy Virgin, her name be praised. When I was but ten years old my father sold me to the Abbey at nearby Selby as a servant, saying he had enough mouths to feed, and as I was a sickly child I was of little use in earning my keep by helping in the forge. I was quick with my letters, and found employment in the Almonery, helping to keep the records of those in dire poverty in the nearby town who were recipients of the monastery's charity. When I was in my eighteenth year, the Prior called me to his lodgings one morning after Matins. He told me that he had received good reports of my diligence and piety, and that he had decided that I was fit to become a postulant; and if he received a satisfactory report from the novice master, I would be received as a novice at a ceremony the next Pentecost Sunday. So it was that I entered upon my year of instruction on the Feast of Pentecost in the year of our Lord 1300, just a few days after my eighteenth birthday, a year when my fitness to take my vows of poverty, obedience and chastity would be proved before I could be admitted to the community as a full brother. In defence of my behaviour at Christmastide that year, which I am about to relate, I must report that the Abbot and monks had gained a reputation for loose living and misconduct with some of the married women of the town, a reputation which I am sorry to confirm was entirely justified. It so happed that on the Eve of Christmas the Abbot received a visit from the Prioress of the ...
    nearby house of Nun Appleton, and she was prevailed upon by the Abbot to remain as a guest for the twelve days of the Feast. She intimated that she took great interest in the instruction of novices, and on the day after Feast of Saint Stephen she visited the novice master to ask about his methods. She was particularly concerned about our spiritual health, she said, and wanted to know how he went about driving the Devil from our souls. If she had asked me, I could have told her that he had a great belief in the power of the lash, and took special pleasure in making us strip and kneel in an attitude of prayer, while he whipped us in a frenzy of religious fervour. The following day, whilst I was at my prayers, I received a note asking me to visit the Prioress in her lodging in the guest quarters after Compline that evening. So it was with trepidation that about two hours before midnight I found myself knocking on the door to her rooms. In a low voice she called out that I should enter and draw the bolt behind me. I found myself in a small but cosy antechamber, with a log fire burning in the hearth, before which were laid several sheepskins covering the stone flags of the floor. Of the Prioress there was no evidence, but after a minute or two she entered from her bedroom. Her appearance shocked me, and I was moved to flee, but she stayed me with a gesture. Instead of her austere habit, which I had expected her to be wearing, she was clothed in a simple gown of white linen, which was ...
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