Anselm crept slowly and silently along the brick lined passageway, the only sounds being that of water dripping from the cold damp walls and the scurrying of rats along the ground. Rodents held no fear for the monk, he had spent time in places much worse than this, often finding himself drunk...
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The guard crashed to the floor, out cold. Anselm smiled at a job well done and glanced back over his shoulder as he bent over the guard looking for any keys concealed on his person, eager to check that the one remaining guard outside of the room was not peering in and...
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Anselm had tricked one of his guards into entering the cell and even better the man had asked his colleague to lock the door behind him, clearly thinking that without keys his prisoner was safe whatever happened. Anselm knew of a secret passageway however that he hoped would be his route to...
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Anselm had put in motion his plan of escape. The first part of the plan was to entice his guards into his cell. The second was to somehow persuade him to loosen his shackles. He began to laugh hysterically, hoping to incite the guard to action.
The guard stepped over...
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Anselm’s only chance of escape he concluded was somehow to get the guard to unlock his chains... but how?
Meanwhile the maid servant was suffering the full heat of Torquemada’s perverted pleasures as he quickly extracted from her a confession. She was a witch, a heretic, ungodly and she had...
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Anselm looked about him for inspiration. It took him all of three hours to spot the possible escape route, a barely noticeable line that extended to a height of no more than two or three feet at the corner of the room and then crossed two feet or so before once more plunging south to...
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The young hand maiden fainted but Anna Maria was resolute and looked her husband in the eye: “Why is it acceptable for you my lord to fill your bed with the young women of the village and even my hand maidens and yet I may not do the same? Why are your carnal pleasures innocent...
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Anselm didn’t need a second invitation and he immediately stepped into the room, the hand maiden jumping in fright at the shock entrance but Anna Maria amused and aroused by his intrusion. Without an invitation Anselm removed his cassock and letting the garment rest on the floor he removed three vials of colourless liquid, offering...
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Anselm’s knowledge of the secret passageways inside the castle was once more put to good use, this time to allow him to make way to Anna Maria’s bedchamber. He moved swiftly and silently, unobserved, his palms tingling in anticipation of a lusty encounter with the aristocrat.
Inside the bed chamber Anna Maria was lying on the...
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Brother Anselm was on his knees tending to his herb garden when he became acutely aware of a presence in the vicinity. Turning his head he glimpsed the profile of a young woman in a floaty white night dress dipping in and out of the tress, as if fleeing from some hidden pursuer. And then...
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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...
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As Torquemada looked across at the pretty young nun opposite him he smiled at the thought of his interrogation of the virginal Anna Maria. He had seen her once and he had desired her sexually. He would now have the opportunity to get sexual pleasure from extracting a confession from this woman who was so...
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Tomas de Torquemada sat in his luxurious, purple satin lined carriage and looked at his official papal ring. His star was in the ascendency, the holy work he had done in rooting out the heretics among us meant that his place in heaven was secured, as well as his place on earth as a man...
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Anselm realised that this was his opportunity to make a fortune from his skills as an apothecary, especially his ability to concoct potent sexual elixirs which could increase arousal and stimulation and make even the most reticent lover a lusty wanton harlot. His clients now included a prince and a well connected lady from two...
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Anna Maria gorged on the sex tonic prepared by Anselm and strode across the courtyard of the Abbey towards the castle where her husband was engaging in yet more sexual excess with three young girls from the village. As she approached she felt an incredible desire in her body, a wanton need for crnalal indulgence...
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Anselm’s passion was rising and he stood, stripping off his coarse tunic and letting it fall to the floor. He stepped towards her and their naked bodies entwined. She ran a hand through his band of hair and across his tonsure, letting it rest on the back of his neck and pulling him yet closer.
Anselm’s...
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Anselm stood and walked to his special shelf, reserved for only those concoctions that could stir the blood. He selected his most treasured potion, an elixir whose recipe was known only to a handful of initiates and which had been passed down by word of mouth to the chosen few over the centuries until now,...
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Just why was she here, thought Anselm? The beautiful Anna Maria was clearly upset about something but she hadn’t been explicit as to the reasons behind her dark and sour mood. Anselm was pretty certain it had to do with the Prince’s sexual proclivities. If he wasn’t making love to his gorgeous bride to be...
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Just why was she here, thought Anselm? The beautiful Anna Maria was clearly upset about something but she hadn’t been explicit as to the reasons behind her dark and sour mood. Anselm was pretty certain it had to do with the Prince’s sexual proclivities. If he wasn’t making love to his gorgeous bride to be...
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“Lady Anna Maria, to what do I owe this honour?” Brother Anselm stood in the doorway to his humble quarters, thankful that his profession allowed him more privacy than the other monks. Given his proclivities and in particular his weakness for the fairer sex it was a good thing! Another thing he was grateful for...
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Anna Maria could hardly believe her eyes. In front of her was a full scale orgy and it was not her four handmaidens who were pleasuring the Prince. Three young girls from the local village were cavorting naked on the Prince’s bed whilst he sat back in a grand chair and enjoyed the entertainment, quaffing...
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Anna Maria was stoical about her husband to be’s infidelities though it doesn’t mean she was ok with it. She hated the way the handmaidens would look at her, a mixture of pity and contempt in their eyes. She also hated that they were so more experienced than she in the bedroom and feared that...
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Magdalene coquettishly asked me if I had anything strong to drink – as handmaidens they were forbidden to indulge in alcohol whilst in the presence of the Prince and his sweetheart – and I quickly retrieved the strong liquor that I would often sell to the peasants and townsfolk. It’s heady stuff and soon both...
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The Prince gestured to the soldier and I was given two gold coins. The expectation was that I would give them to the monastery but what they didn’t know wouldn’t hurt them I figured and my intention was to add them to my stash of valuables, my dream of one day having my own lodge...
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It wasn’t long before Anselm received a note from one of the Prince’s retinue inviting (though there was no way to say no to a Prince) him to meet his Lordship who wanted to thank him for being of service. The monk quickly made ready, and taking more of the potion alongside other more exotic...
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