It was a hot June in the year 1416. France was practically empty after all the wars that had raged incessantly on its territory. The English were the masters of this country. Cities were destroyed and depopulated, villages were disappearing, and the French were hiding wherever they could.

Men were being exterminated, leaving only the elderly, women, and children. Only the monasteries represented the remnants of a country once considered one of the strongest in Europe. And even those were becoming fewer and fewer. Marauders robbed and killed even monks. Hunger and poverty, death and destruction were the companions of France at that time. Only madmen ventured out from their hiding places onto the roads, where they could lose everything, even

their own lives.

On one of these terrible June days, a woman in monastic robes left the Monastery of Saint Helena near Paris. She was heading south, where, according to the Mother Superior, one could still find true French people, as that region had suffered less devastation than others. Embarking on such a dangerous journey, the nun received detailed instructions from her mentor: to travel only at night, hide in the forests during the day, and avoid towns and villages occupied by the English.

Mother Anna, for that was the name of the abbess, could not hold back her tears, because this parting could be a farewell forever. Mother Anna was in her 46th year; at the age of 18, she had entered the convent. And the reason for this was just one night spent with a married man. Of the 29 years that had passed within its walls, for seven years she had borne the burden of managing the convent and all its affairs. With the nuns, she was affectionate, patient, and knew how to comfort and calm them.

At forty-five and a half years old, she had retained her feminine attractiveness: tall, slender with a beautiful but stern face; large breasts, not even sagging like many of her peers, and under the monastic robe, the contours of slender legs and a luxurious, rather large rear could be discerned. All this was the subject of envy among the other nuns, though a convent is a convent.

The nun who left the convent walls was connected to the Mother Superior not only by the relationship of mentor and pupil. These relations went far beyond what was permitted in the convent. It was good that no one even suspected it.

The nun whom the abbess was seeing off was named Ines. She was 26 years old, and all these years she had spent within the convent walls. Ines was a beautiful brunette of somewhat Eastern type, and if not for the monastic attire, she would have had no shortage of admirers. She was tall, slender, and had large, firm breasts. A thin waist, a beautiful rear, long slender legs — all this set her apart from the surrounding crowd.

The abbess of the convent at that time decided to leave the infant alive and hid its peculiarity from the other nuns. She herself dressed, washed, and raised the child until she passed away, never revealing the secret to anyone except her successor, Sister Anna. Ines was already 18 years old by then. She was already a beautiful girl, whom God had endowed with a splendid female body.

Ines's beauty amazed many, so as the English approached Paris, they began to hide her from others, lest they resort to violence against this naive creature. Mother Anna, who was then 38 years old, took a keen interest in the girl's fate. They began to spend long hours in the abbess's chambers or in the pupil's cell, talking about church canons. Anna, looking at the girl, experienced a strange feeling, similar to when a young married nobleman seduced her naive self and took her virginity right on the edge of a wide field on her father's estate. That feeling had disappeared over the years, but now it began to reappear.

The abbess thought about the organ that had penetrated her virgin vagina with such pain and about the pleasure that soon began to spread throughout her body. True, this pleasure was short-lived; her partner finished, and she did not reach orgasm.

On one long winter evening, Mother Anna decided that the time had come to see the miracle that the old abbess had spoken of. During a conversation about the approaching Christmas, she unexpectedly, even to herself, placed her left hand on Ines's thigh. They were both sitting on the bed in the abbess's chambers. Ines shuddered in surprise.

— Calm down, my dear, I just want to know if you are unwell? — said the abbess, — You look so sad today.

— Yes, Mother, today I feel a little unwell, — answered Ines.

— And what is the cause of your ailment?

— I don't know, I just have a bit of a headache.

— Perhaps the reason is in that 'secret' under your robe? — said Anna, and her voice trembled — Stand up, my dear, I must examine you.

— Mother, I am embarrassed, — said Ines and blushed deeply.

— Don't be afraid of me, I am your mentor after all.

With these words, Mother Anna pulled her pupil by the hand, and she rose from the bed. Her heart pounded in anticipation of something mind-blowing.

Ines began to slowly lift her robe, gradually exposing her legs.

— Let me help you, — said the abbess in an altered voice, took two steps towards the girl, and sharply pulled her clothing upwards. Ines's body was exposed, and her clothes were thrown onto the mentor's bed.

Slowly lowering her gaze down the girl's body, Anna appreciated its perfection. The perfection of the lines, the roundness of the hips, the fullness of the breasts, the slenderness of the legs — all this threw the abbess into a sweat. Ines, however, was covering something between her legs with her hands. Impatiently, Anna parted the girl's hands and saw an impressive male member.

The Mother's body trembled.

— Ines, how beautiful you are, — said the abbess as if in a half-sleep. Her hands wandered over the girl's body, descending lower and lower.

— I know the cause of your ailment, — Anna spoke again and knelt before her pupil, — just don't interfere, and I will help you.

Taking the member in her hand, she assessed its size and firmness. Moreover, in her hand, the member began to enlarge, acquiring a truly impressive appearance. Ines moaned from a wave of new, unknown sensations. Meanwhile, the Mother, by some feeling known only to her, understood what needed to be done now. She began to move her hand along the member, which had become like wood.

Suddenly, Ines moaned loudly, the member began to contract, and fluid flew from it, landing on the Mother's face. The girl's body went limp, and she sank onto the bed.

— That was magnificent, Mother. I have never felt so good, — whispered Ines. Anna, however, experienced a real shock. She wanted to have this member inside her body but was afraid of its size.

— Come to my chambers tonight, — said the Mother Superior, — we must finish what we started today. Otherwise, you might fall into the devil's snares.

After putting on her clothes, Ines went to her cell, where she could not come to her senses for a long time after what had happened. Everything that happened in the Mother Superior's chambers excited the girl so much that she again felt a heaviness in her lower abdomen, and that which had been her heavy burden all her life began to lift the monastic robe and demand release. Unable to do anything with herself, the nun locked the door to her cell, lay down on the wooden bed, lifted the front of her robe, and took the base of her member in her hand.

— Why did I feel so extraordinarily good, what did the Mother do to me? — thought Ines and began to move her hand along the member from the base to the head.

The member quickly responded to her movements and began to fill with strength. The girl closed

her eyes and completely surrendered to the new sensations that washed over her in sweet waves. They became sharper and sharper, and suddenly a new, sharpest sensation seemed to explode something within her. The member began to contract, and a light fluid began to stream from it. Ines moaned loudly and went limp. Then she jumped up from the bed, ran to the bucket of water, and began to wash away the evidence of her bodily weakness, offering prayers for strength against the unclean.

Meanwhile, evening prayer was approaching, and after it, the nuns dispersed to their cells for sleep. Having tidied her dwelling and removed the traces of semen from her clothing, the girl went to evening prayer.

The Mother Superior stood before the church altar and watched the nuns carefully. She was troubled by the question: "Why is Ines delayed? Perhaps she told someone about what happened to her in the abbess's chambers?" But then the door creaked once more — it was Ines running in; the Mother, calming down, sighed, and the service began. True, this time the service was somewhat longer due to the abbess's distraction. But then the service came to an end, and the nuns began to disperse to their cells. Soon, only Mother Anna and Ines remained in the church.

— You remember, my dear, we will go to my place now, — said Anna.

— I remember, Mother, — answered the pupil, lowering her eyes.

Locking the church, the two set off for the abbess's chambers. On the way, the abbess felt a strange burning sensation between her legs. How she wanted to see again what only Ines possessed in this convent.

Passing through the convent square, the nuns entered Mother Anna's chambers. The abbess lit a candle and sat on the bed.

— Show me your miracle, — she said. Ines immediately complied; she was trembling.

— Don't be afraid, it won't hurt you, you will feel much better, — Anna comforted her pupil, — sit on the bed.

Sitting on the bed, Ines saw that the Mother was also removing her clothes and stared at her in surprise.

— It is necessary for the rite, — the Mother calmed her, — spread your legs, my dear, and I will help you.

Ines obediently followed the command, and Anna knelt between her spread legs.

Taking the member, which was already beginning to enlarge, in her hand, the abbess gazed at it spellbound, anticipating pleasure.

— Do you trust me? — asked Anna.

— Yes, — answered Ines.

Mother Anna began to move her hand along the member from the root to the head, looking into the girl's eyes; the member responded to the caresses with its size. Continuing the caresses, the abbess lowered one hand down and accidentally touched her own clitoris. It was as if an electric current ran through her body, and a moan escaped her lips. Already hardly aware of what she was doing, Anna began to rub her clitoris, not forgetting Ines's member. Almost completely unaware of what she was doing, the Mother brought her face closer to the head of the member and took it into her mouth.

The member pleasantly filled all its space and was ready to penetrate her throat. The Mother began to suck on it like candy, and Ines was already moaning and writhing on the bed. Suddenly, a stream of semen shot into Anna's throat, and she instinctively swallowed it; the pupil's body arched once more and then went still. This excited the abbess so much that she began to climax violently, flooding the floor beneath her with her juices.

Silence fell, which did not last long. It was interrupted by Ines:

— Mother, I felt so good, it seemed as if I were flying.

— Now do something pleasant for me too, child, — answered Anna.

— For you, I am ready for anything.

— Do you love me? — asked the Mother.

— Yes.

— Do you like my body? — Anna stood up to her full height, and in the candlelight, her body looked magnificent.

— You have a beautiful body, — Ines's member began to regain its firmness.

The abbess lay on the bed next to Ines and spread her legs.

— Enter me with your spear.

— But I don't know how?

— I will help you, my dear, — with these words, Anna pulled Ines towards her, and she found herself between her legs.

The girl's member was positioned at the entrance and was as hard as stone. Anna took it in her hand and guided it into her opening. The head parted the vaginal lips and began to advance inward. The abbess moaned; it seemed the size of the member was endless. The Mother experienced some pain as this foreign object entered her. Suddenly, the member reached her womb, causing such sharp sensations that Anna moaned.

— Are you in pain? — asked Ines.

— Continue, — the Mother rasped, — move inside me.

And the girl, obeying some instinct, began to pump her mentor with slow, rhythmic movements. The member penetrated so deeply that the Mother began to sigh languidly each time it reached her womb. Gradually, the discomfort gave way to acute pleasure, and both began to lose control of themselves. Anna moaned louder and louder, and Ines's movements became sharper.

The abbess's large breasts swayed with each thrust, and the Mother, grabbing them with her hands, began to knead them forcefully, giving herself even greater pleasure. Impaling herself on the firm member, she was no longer in control of herself. Orgasm was approaching inevitably.

With the words: "I'm going to die now!", Anna began to climax violently, arching her whole body and moaning loudly. The sensations were so strong that she blacked out and seemed to enter another reality.

Suddenly, Anna opened her eyes and, with the words: "Don't stop," pulled the girl to her, planting a long, grateful kiss on her. The member slid in and out of the abbess's vagina with undiminished force, and she again felt the approach of a new orgasm, which turned out to be even stronger than the first. Climaxing for the second time, Mother Anna thought that it was good, after all, that such a miracle had been given to her and not to anyone else, and that such experiments could be repeated every day if desired.

Recovering from the orgasm, the Mother asked:

— Aren't you tired, my child? Would you like me to be on top?

And without waiting for an answer, Anna turned her mentor onto her back, sitting astride her member. Taking the girl's breasts in her hands, the mentor began to rise and fall on her spear, feeling the approach of a new orgasm. Seeing the abbess bouncing on her member, Ines began to climax violently. Her orgasm coincided with Anna's, and they both fell onto the bed, exhausted and writhing in convulsions. Thus began their secret life together, which will be discussed later.

Now, however, Ines was leaving so as not to become the

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