Walk on her own

1713 .

Brother Konrad Eden entered the cathedral in Augsburg late in the evening. He found a Bible on the altar that the owner should have taken with him beforehand. He put his own aside and examined the one that was lying there. Upon reading it several times, he noticed a black fingerprint that became clearly more visible from side to side. Konrad found the care of the book an insult and decided to wait for the owner of the Bible so that he could complain about the condition of the pages. But after the hundredth page he found a handprint and read through the only part of the text that was not occupied by the black color.

“Jesus asked him: 'What's your name?' And he answered: 'Legion. Because he was possessed by many demons.

Then he heard the door of the cathedral slam shut and the windows of the building rattled with a draft of wind. Goosebumps wet his skin and he put the strange book back on the altar.

"Hello?" But nobody answered, so the friar went on with his daily routine.

While he was saying a prayer on one of the benches, he noticed strange things around him. The air temperature had changed and it was getting hotter. The windows rattled alternately and the door creaked open.

When he was just finished, a wind swept through the openings of the building so hard that they blew out all the candles and it suddenly went dark. Brother Konrad then grabbed the Bible and mumbled: "The Lord protects me."

When he was in the open air, he took a deep breath so that his pounding heart could calm down. But even outside in the dark there was an uncomfortable atmosphere and Konrad thought about whether the devil was playing a trick on him. He remembered that the sins of men attracted the devil. If he survived this way home, he would face his brothers, since a year ago he was to blame for the death of his friar Benedict. Because of fear of exclusion, he had never dared to say something that might now cost him God's protection.

The thought of meeting the devil made him fearful and anxious. He was afraid of hell and that God would not receive him into the kingdom of heaven. It felt like his sins were crushing him on all sides.

But as he passed the edge of the forest, a woman with torn clothes ran up to him. She knelt next to him and whimpered softly: "Please help me, I'm being followed by savages."

Konrad wanted to push them away, but he believed that this could be a test of God to check whether he was also able to wash away his sins by doing a good deed. The fear evaporated for a moment and he grabbed the young woman's hand to run to his house with her. There he pushed her into the room and looked over his shoulder again. Nobody had followed them, perhaps the woman had long since left the savages behind.

"Come in and close the door," she pleaded and Konrad obeyed.

Although he had not yet lit a candle, all the wicks and fireplaces in the room were lit suddenly. The woman was kneeling on the floor crying and Konrad wondered what had just happened. Horrified and scared at the same time, he decided not to move.

"Konrad?" The woman whined again, and he wondered how she knew his name. They had never met before, so there must be something else behind it.

Just as he was about to turn around to leave the house as quickly as possible, the woman raised her head and looked at him with her dark brown eyes. She had long, beautiful hair that fell to her hips. She knelt up and took a graceful step over to Konrad. She put her cold and at the same time delicate hand on his cheek.

“You saved me. You are my hero. I now owe you a favor that I can already read on your lips. ”She slid her thumb over his gray beard and then laid her lips seductively on his. Konrad was overwhelmed by an indescribable feeling, a mixture of sexual drive and well-being.

His member reared up instantly, creating a noticeable bulge on his pants. The woman stripped the torn clothing from her body, exposing her bare skin.

Konrad knew that it would be a sin if he had sexual intercourse as a friar, but this immeasurable urge in him, which was building up from second to second, simply wanted to be satisfied. Beads of sweat formed on his forehead and he couldn't get enough of her body. He now looked at the woman like a hungry beast and finally gave in to the urge.

"Heroes must be rewarded," she whispered passionately. With this crucial sentence of the woman, the friar rushed on her and forcibly pressed her body to the ground.

He couldn't stop himself anymore, wanted to satisfy his hunger for sexual pacification before he got the feeling of bursting inside. The woman groaned with pleasure even though he had thrown her so hard to the ground. Their sounds bewitched Konrad even more, so that he ripped off his pants and almost squashed the woman's pelvis under his obesity. But still she surrendered to him, spread her legs voluntarily and he pulled his panties down so far that there were no more obstacles in his way.

He groaned into her, noticed how the pressure eased and the pleasure increased. He only thought of her irresistible body, the feeling finally, in a figurative sense, to have taken off the chastity belt and to pursue the free needs of a man, without paying attention to what the woman felt. As it poured into her, he gasped in sweat and willingly kissed the woman's neck.

But then her mood changed. She didn't want to be touched by him anymore and tried to break away from him, but Konrad still wanted more of her.

He stayed on top of her, pressing her pelvis further down until he got the feeling to push his member into her a second time. He did it without paying attention to her lamentations and enjoyed her pleading look to please stop tormenting her.

But he didn't hear and thrust so hard that he felt himself hurt her inside. After listening to her screams after a long time, he felt even better the second time . He poured into her, let go of her and discovered the blood on the floor.

She only whined in pain, could no longer move her legs and was unable to move on the floor. Her eyes were bloodshot, her cheeks flushed with tears and her body violated.

Konrad laughed because he felt powerful in being able to rule over the woman. He pulled his pants back on and lay back on her body. After kissing her against her will and drooling all over her, he told her to leave. She looked tormented and emotionally destroyed. Yes, she couldn't even move. How should she be able to walk on her own ?