The day of reckoning looms - Anselm's nemesis approaches

Anselm’s sexual frustrations threatened to spoil his day but luckily for him one of the local girls was passing on an errand to gather wood from the forest and he beckoned her to him. Young and virginal she had heard tell of Anselm and his reputation as a good lover and even more as a purveyor of exotic sexual remedies that could enflame desire. She knew that she should ignore his entreaties but she was due to be married soon to a landowner’s son and her sleep had been fitful, afraid as she was of the wedding night and her first sexual encounter.

Anselm had no such reservations about the joy of uncomplicated sexual relations and he quickly beguiled the young girl with his charm and a potion that brought intense joy and light headedness. She quickly succumbed to his advances and Anselm took his time to remove her garments one by one, first the coarse great over dress then her petticoats and finally her woollen stockings to reveal her beautiful, pale skinned body. She lay back in the long grass as the sun kissed her nakedness with Anselm’s tongue not far behind. The monk simply lifted his cassock and soon he was making joyous love to the girl, their bodies entwined as one, the sublime coupling that nature had designed to create an intimate union between two people.

This was what life was all about thought Anselm: happiness, pleasure, lovemaking, the feel of a young woman’s firm body, her warm breath on his neck as he rhythmically penetrated her sacred place, her hands clenched on his buttocks controlling the pace and depth of the stroke, her passion rising, pulling him ever faster, ever deeper until with a glorious release she touched the face of god.

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Unbeknownst to Anselm his joy would be short lived, as Torquemada’s menagerie rolled into the courtyard, the sound of men in armour, the steel rimmed wooden wheels of the carriages and the echo of the horse’s hooves filling the enclosure. He brought with him pain and suffering for many and sensual, perverted pleasure for some.

The Prince looked down from his bedchamber, still partly clothed as he once more enjoying a lusty romp, this time with the wife of a local burgher, and Torquemada gazing up caught his eye. Both men smiled, aware of their own human weakness and a thrilling expectation of what was to come.

To be continued.