Mary's Summer Camp Adventures

                       Mary's Summer Camp Adventures - Chapter 29

       The group of monks swung into action once the shock of what had just been revealed about their prisoner dissipated slightly. However, it did not deter them from their original plan to enjoy her body before getting down to the more serious effort of making the sinner reveal her connection to the Dark One. Once her leg shackles were removed, she was marched into the monastery where a tub filled with steaming water awaited her. The water was so hot that those involved in placing her into the tub and washing her naked body had to wear heavy rubber gloves.

       Marian shrieked and struggled to escape the moment her naked body was submerged beneath the nearly scalding water. It took the efforts of three monks to hold her body reasonably still so the others with the brushes could begin to scrub the filth from her big body. To make her more pliant, they would push her head under and let her swallow some hot, soapy water for a time. That calmed her down considerably and gave the scrubbers plenty of time to clean her inside as well as out. The one who managed to jam his brush up her well stretched cunt had a field day using it like a dildo to both clean and excite her.

       Every few minutes they exchanged brushes to give the others an opportunity to assist in her cleansing. Her big breasts got plenty of attention and were scrubbed until they seemed nearly devoid of skin. By now she was taking on the appearance of a large hunk of reddish meat from the hot water, but they persisted, removing all the filth they could find along with plenty of skin. She was nearly comatose but they continued to dunk her every so often to make sure she remained easy to handle. Finally satisified that she was presentable, they transferred her large frame to another tub filled with tepid water and completed the job of making sure she was clean enough to be considered as a sex partner.

       Out of the tub she came, clean and without that awful odor. A  crude bed had been put together by the monastery servants, and it was there, at great risk to their immortal souls, they took turns coupling with this person who might well be an acolyte of the Dark One. It was first come, in more ways than one, and first served, each taking whatever he wished from her. Some enjoyed her warm, wet mouth wrapped around their hard stalks, her talented tongue adding to the sensations she provided until they squirted their cum into that suctioning organ and made her swallow every last drop before leaving and letting the next monk have his turn. Others liked to tunnel between her big tits until they coated them with their seed. Then there were those who were most direct, slamming their engorged sex organs deep into her surprisingly wet cunt and filling it with the boiling liquid that their churning testicles produced.

       Finally it was the priest who took his position on the bed. Two of the monks held Marian's legs up and back, splitting her at the crotch and revealing her asshole. The father sucked his thumb and inserted it into her bunghole with some difficulty. He moved it in and out a number of times and then sucked it clean, pronouncing her anal passageway to be rather tasty. Now he rubbed the head of his cock around the unblinking eye that was her anus and slowly his shaft began to harden. The widow made the mistake of struggling somewhat and for her efforts was rewarded with a number of sound swats on the insides of her flabby thighs. It took some time, but at last the head of his cock developed enough pressure to make her sphincter muscle give way and he entered. Marian grunted as her anus was breached. The two monks holding her in this position shifted her body slighty to make the angle of entry for the priest easier. Now his hard shaft began disappearing into that dark tunnel. He paused for a brief rest with about half his cock buried in her asshole. Then he moved deeper and Marian's eyes grew large as the tip of his dick burrowed further, stretching the walls of her colon. All in all the entire process took well over ten minutes before his throbbing cock released its cargo into her rectum. Still not finished humiliating his victim, he withdrew and made her suck off and swallow whatever had accumulated onto his still semi-hard sex organ while he was buried deep inside her bunghole.

       Before beginning her interrogation, they decided that another round was in order, but not immediately. Marian's wrist manacles were chained to a ring in the adobe wall which made her bend awkwardly forward, calling attention to not only her big tits but her swollen sex, still dripping from the contributions it had received. Before leaving some if them played with her hangers and tweaked the nipples until they were stiff and very sensitive. One brave soul actually got half his hand into her cunt mouth and then made her lick the spendings from it. Minutes after they left her alone in the room she received a trio of visitors, those natives that took care of the hard labor at the monastery. They naturally were interested in gaining some advantage from her as well. For humble natives with no education they were quite adept at preparing the widow Gallagher for another pummeling.

       First they warmed her up with a triple team attack. There were two mouths sucking her big tits and another glued to her dripping cunt mouth. Even though she had just been fucked stupid by the seven "dwarves", or so she thought, this latest act only got what was left of her libido churning into high gear once more. The trio rotated until each man had his fill of her tits and twat. Now they became a bit more creative, thumbing her clit and finger-fucking that sodden snatch as she groaned and pushed her plump pubic mound against the hand working on it. She wasn't paying much attention to what they were preparing until someone grabbed her fattish leg and pulled it into the air so a large oversized boot, used to handle some of the the more disgusting kitchen jobs, could accommodate her foot with plenty of room to spare. That got some of her attention, but not much since one of them was sucking her tongue and mauling her tits while the other mouth chowed down on whatever dripped from her steaming cunt. Soon she was standing in a pair of boots, now wondering what happened next.

       Suddenly one of them stepped into the boots, his feet fitting tightly against her own. His leathery hands grabbed big handfuls of her bottom cheeks, and his semi-hard cock began rubbing up and down her hairy slit. His fat tongue wiggled into her mouth and began exploring as his cock grew hard. Urged on by his compatriots, he pulled her beefy body tightly against his lean frame and began pounding his long, bony cock into her hot twat, bringing satisfied moans from her. He didn't last long, but while he was there, she knew about it! Foggy and tired she might be, but her juices were flowing and her clit was hard as a piece of marble from the stimulation her twat was receiving. She groaned and tried to lunge against him to prevent him from pulling free of her grasping snatch, but she was thwarted.

       Her second partner was heavier with a much bigger cock. He nibbled on her lips and rammed it home, driving the air from her lungs. Before she had time to recover, he pulled out until just the head was stretching her cunt mouth and repeated the process with even greater force. His tongue darted inside her mouth as she gasped for breath, and his horny hands pulled her big body tightly against his own. Then he proceeded to give Marian a pounding that shook her to the core. It took her some time to match his rhythm once she realized he wasn't going to beat her to death with that club of a cock. Subconsciously she already knew that with any luck she might be able to have an orgasm if he could keep up this blistering pace that made it feel as if he was stripping away the walls of her cunt. Now his fingers had a good grip on her nipples and it felt as if he was milking her. All the while that iron bar blasted away at her yielding cunt. She pumped her pussy back as fast as she could to increase the friction and bring her closer to her holy grail.

       It felt as if she had been hit by a freight train when her orgasm rumbled through her body, making it  shiver and shake independent of what his hard cock was making it do. He began chewing on her lips as she climaxed and rammed her beefy body against him. The man proved to be her master, riding out the storm and continuing to pound her pussy to mush. That was more than she could absorb, and so her eyes rolled back into her head and she sagged against her bonds and his body. He ignored her response and continued to pour the coals to her until with a loud bellow he splashed his boiling cum against the spasming walls of her hot, wet, quivering cunt. 

       The final member of the trio hopped into the boots once he scooped out a portion of the cum still occupying her well hammered cunt and made her lick it from his fingers and palm. His hoary hands now grabbed her butt tightly and pulled her twat over his rock hard cock, rising up from a semi-squat position to get his dick properly seated in her well fucked pussy. He made the widow open her mouth so he could spit into it a number of times. While this was taking place, he also mauled her big tits and twisted her nipples cruelly as she yelped from the pain. His prick was thick but not as long as the other two. After he got going, the widow couldn't tell the difference, so great was the power he had behind that juggernaut of flesh. She was pounded, plowed, pummeled and punished to a degree that took her breath away. This one was like a machine and seemed to be dedicated to ruining her insides. He was merciless and all Marian could do was pray that he exhausted himself before something serious happened to her female plumbing. To her horror she could tell that the other two were urging him to even greater excesses, and he was responding.

       Once more his hands took a firm grip on the broad cheeks of her ass and used that purchase to gain more leverage. The widow Gallaher began to feel the bile rising in her throat and this frightened her no end. What if she threw up all over this maniac as he was raping her?  Somehow she controlled herself and managed to survive his brutal onslaught. Once more she could feel the hot cum splattering the walls of her cunt. She gave thanks to the Holy Father for this gift, not realizing in her current state of mind that this was the same entity that had brought her into this miserable situation. Then as quickly as they arrived, they left, taking the boots with them after they had swamped out her cum filled cunt and made her lick it from their fingers and hands.

       When the monks returned, eager for more of the widow's opulent body, especially her twat, tits and tongue, it was very apparent that the workers had taken a turn as well. The priest remarked that he certainly wanted to hear the details about their escapades when he next heard their confessions. That brought a laugh from the monks, who were amused by their guilty behavior whenever they managed to get an animal interested in their activities. Making sure that the senseless prisoner was merely resting after another mini-gangbang, they roused her from her dreams, took her down from the wall and once more placed her on the bed, and lined up for their next go-round now that they were refreshed from a short sleep and some food. They would keep the widow very busy over the next few hours, and then they planned to let her have the first little taste of what was in store for this sinner and possible companion of the Dark One.

       Protocol demanded that the priest had the first option to use the widow's asshole and had done so. Now everyone else was on equal footing. Since the workers had already plundered Marian's cunt to the limit, leaving their calling cards behind to percolate deep within her overly used fuckhole, her asshole was now prime territory and was used with gusto by all. Two monks held her legs in the standard position for assfucking while another straddled her body and worked his cock between her huge jugs, so he'd be ready once her asshole was available. Some chose to just tit fuck her, others moved from tit to mouth and gagged her with their stiff rods. All the while there was always a hard dick stretching her reluctantly loosening bunghole and probing as deep as it was able. This process became painful after half the monks had taken their turn. Two of the remaining monks were quite well hung and they hadn't used her swollen butthole yet.

       After the first of the big two finished off ass-fucking her while she screamed bloody murder, a short recess was declared by the priest in order that her bleeding anus could be evaluated. He decided that she could handle at least one more cock, before they called it a day and began preparing her for the night. The remaining two monks drew straws for the chance to finish off the widow, the priest having opted for a lengthy throat gagging session in lieu of another turn inside her loose asshole. Marian began sobbing and pleading when the one with the largest cock of all approached her with an evil grin on his wizen face. The other monk, the loser, quickly silenced her by ramming his prick deep down her throat, blocking the passage of air. Marian struggled frantically, but soon gave it up, her eyes rolling back into her head, while her face turned a bright red.

       It was touch and go, but despite the rather visible bleeding from her tortured, swollen bunghole, she managed to survive. Twice her anal rape had to be suspended until they could revive her from the deep swoon into which she retreated. It took the well hung "dwarf" quite a lengthy time before he was able to flood her bowels with his weak seed. Then there still remained the old priest who demanded his turn as well. The widow's throat was ravaged to the point that she was unable to make more than whistling sounds when he finished at last. The priest didn't seem at all bothered by the fact that their charge was unable to speak. For the next few days and perhaps longer, they would be introducing her to the various treatments that would be used to make her either prove herself to be a faithful member of the Holy Church, or a servant of the Dark One.

       "It's time we took this poor wretch down to the laboratory and let her get settled for the night. I think a session in the chair with the helmet operating at low power might be a good way to give her just a mild taste of what she is facing."

       Since the widow Gallagher was unable to walk, and too heavy to carry, they had the three workers drag her naked, manacled body down to the lower level where the finest technology that money could buy for the purpose of interrogating and reprogramming potential enemies of the Holy Church awaited her. This would make her previous stay under the nuns' discipline seem like a walk in the countryside. 

                       ( To be continued - lex ludite )