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An Abbot's Pleasure by tannim August 27, 2013

"Jess! Constance! Leave her be!"

"Father Abbot!" The two women stared at Abbot Mortimer as though he were mad. "She's tied you up and stripped you and you want us to LEAVE HER BE?"

"I didn't do nuffin 'e didn't want!" Wild Ivy rubbed at her sore lip and tugged away from the other females. She climbed to her feet, then stood glaring at the other two with one hand on her hip. "'e invited me up 'ere, an I We 'as only having a bit of fun! Why're you two snoopin' in on the ol' abbot at this time of night, anyway?"

"We came because we heard him yelling!" Constance crossed her arms under her breasts and took a deep breath to calm herself down.

She had to try hard not to look at the old mouse still waiting patiently to be untied. With both wrists bound next to each other and tied to the floor with a couple feet of rope, he couldn't do too much else. He was fully naked and, when they'd come in anyway, fully aroused. Definitely NOT what they had expected when they'd rushed in.

Jess stood her ground, not quite trusting the mouse. The squirrel wasn't quite as peaceful as her Redwall friends and the new mouse didn't seem like somebody the abbot should be doing anything with, let alone... something that involved him nude and tied up. It took another call for them to calm down by Mortimer before she turned away from the mouse doe.

"Jess, please relax. There is nothing untoward going on here, er, despite how it may appear." The elderly abbot twitched his mustache sadly feeling his arousal slipping away and his stiffness with it. "I, erm, don't suppose you'll leave us alone again, ladies?"

Wild Ivy strode over and slapped her bound lover's butt, firmly. "Yeah, we 'ave some work to do still. 'E likes it rough and you don't seem the type. It'll take a while just to get 'im back up and ready again!"

Jess and Constance exchanged glances, then nodded together before the badger spoke. "I think we'll chance it. May we join you, Father Abbot? Just for... support."

Before he could say anything Constance was pulling her large night gown open. Jess was a bit slower in tugging the jacket she'd been sleeping in off but they both looked determined. The old mouse stared at them, his cock still fully flaccid, at first. It grew quickly seeing Constance's ample flesh and Jess's much more toned figure.

Wild Ivy give him another firm slap on the butt as though ignoring them. She, too, was naked, aside from the knives still strapped to the belt around her waist. Even if those were part of the reason for the alarm, she wasn't about to take them off. They were hers and no fancy Abby dwellers were about to take 'em from her. The handles could be used for interesting things, too, as she showed the other two women.

Constance had to hold Jess when Ivy drew one. They watched the younger mouse carefully rub it along Abbot Mortimer's inner thighs, over his grey furred pouch, and up against his tight anal ring. He winced as she popped the handle in with a since thrust, then again when it was jerked right back out. His manhood stood more fully after it, jerking in time to Ivy popping it in and out repeatedly while holding the blade.

"Come on, Gel's. If you insist on joining in, get over 'ere and 'elp." Wild Ivy left the knife in as she turned around, then smirked. "You, badger, maybe you can think of something to keep him quiet so we don't 'ave no more interruptions. Come on, 'urry up."

"My name is Constance, Mouse." Constance looked over her old friend. "But I suppose I could think of something."

Mortimer smiled weakly at her. "Sorry to be... unng... such a bother my dear, Constance. Sometimes I want something different is all."

The badger chuckled. "This is certainly different, Father, but I shall do my best to assist... this time."

Ivy popped her knife free and roughly slapped the tight muscular ring. "I thought you were to keep 'im quiet." She smiled at Jess. "Why don't you lay under him, Jess. Use those feet of yours on 'is dick. 'e seems to quite like that."

"You don't have to Jess. If you'd Mmmf!" The abbot found it very difficult to speak once Constance pulled his face into her cleavage.

While the badger knelt in front to hold him in place, Jess reluctantly dropped to the floor and crawled under the old mouse. It was very strange seeing his elderly form so bare above her, even more so when she purposefully lifted her feet up to touch his stiff erection. She yelled moments later when Wild Ivy grabbed her feet to squeeze them roughly together around Mortimer's cock and told her to be forceful.

"There, now you both can make sure I'm not up to anything NAUGHTY, an' I don't have to get me toes sticky again, do I?" She laughed and ground her bare pelvis right against the abbot's butt. "Looks like you get me full attention again, sir Abbot. Get to work, Jess, go on rub 'im good with 'em."

Ivy ran her hands along his soft old butt cheeks until she felt him tense. Jess had finally gotten the message and moved her feet. The mouse continued to grind her pubic mound against Mortimer's perineum and buttocks a few seconds, then gave the right cheek a firm slap. She enjoyed watching the old abbot arch his back and especially the way his hips pushed back as though asking for another, which she happily gave.

Below him, Jess bit her lip to keep from complaining. She didn't like the sound of it at all, though she did rather enjoy the feeling of her friend's stiff mouse meat between her feet. Who knew how good it would feel against her pads and squeezed between her toes. His tip leaked slick clear pre over her soles while she worked him. She didn't really understand why he was getting off on the loud violent spanking, but it did help her relax a bit to see that he was willingly accepting it.

Ivy focused her attention on one cheek, delivering stinging swats with impressive force. The abbot buried his face deeper into his old friend's lovely cleavage, enjoying the new partners more than he'd expected. Every breath he drew was filled with Constance feminine musk. He'd never paid much attention to it before, but then, she'd never been THAT close to him before. She smelled very sweet and feminine.

That scent made the ache in his backside so much easier to take, though it wasn't all THAT bad back there. It was a liberating feeling to him to give up control. Ah, to not be in charge for a while. The weight of the Abby lifted for a while and Mortimer nuzzled the soft womanly mounds.

Constance squeezed them around his face when he let out a long groan. "Don't get too comfortable, Mortimer. This isn't an every day thing." She kept her voice low so as not to interrupt Ivy's concentration. She had to admit it, the mouse was good at giving a spanking. It did seem to be going on too long for her taste. "Is that all you're going to do, Ivy?"

"Who asked you?" The circus mouse gave her lover one last slap on the butt. "And no, it's not, but it's fun an' 'e enjoys it, so there. I suppose you're right, though, it is about time to move on." She grabbed the abbot's tail to draw its tip up to her sex.

His breathing stopped for a moment when she shoved it right in. Ivy grabbed her own tail, too, and shoved it up with it. Jess wondered what was happening, but she was too busy with her feet on her friend's member. She could feel the abbot's cock throbbing powerful between her soles and didn't know that only the discomfort from her rough stroking foot paws kept him from cumming too quickly from all the attention.

Behind him, Wild Ivy pulled both their tails from her moist pussy to prod her tail tip against his anus. It was still hard clenched from her knife handle jammed in earlier, but by pressing on her tail tip with a finger, she forced it in easily enough. He again tensed and let out a loud yell at the forced entry. The pain of that anal servitude faded fairly quickly with his pleasured arousal. It flared back up briefly for another yelp when she did the same again with his own tail tip.

Mortimer found Constance massaging her breasts along his face to keep him quieter and he murmured a thank you to her when the brief pain passed again. There were so many things happening to him, he wasn't sure where to focus anymore. Three lovely females to touch and use him and all so different. Having Two tails pushed into his rear felt surprisingly good, once he got used to them. Two feet stroking along his dick felt good too, though not skilled enough for much pleasure. The two very soft breasts practically suffocating him in their fragrant furry heat had his eyelids steadily drooping. So much to overwhelm an old mouse's sensibilities.

The abbot tugged at his bindings for the thrill of helplessness and again put on a show of yelling and struggling. It had caused the extra fun earlier, it caused Constance to rumble a giggle with his mustache tickling her cleavage and Wild Ivy just shook her head in amusement. He was an odd old codger, but she liked him. Time to turn it up.

The younger female crouched and jerked the father abbot's left leg up. He tugged at his bindings as he suddenly had to fight to stay balanced. The pleasure buildup he'd been riding slowed as with the panic, but it didn't stop. Jess helped keep him upright while Ivy trapped his foot between her legs, pressed firmly to her wet cunt.

She lewdly thrust against it while her free hand pumped both tails into Father Mortimer's steadily loosening hole. They took little effort to jam in and every few thrust the tails sank in deeper. All four of them swayed with the motion to keep him upright on one foot.

Constance stopped rubbing her chest against him to instead lift his face out for a kiss. There were tears in her abbot's eyes, but his expression was one of sexual bliss. Her old friend looked so happy.

The elderly mouse's eyes went wide and he gave Jess a shock as a jet of semen spurted over her chest from between her feet. His premature ejaculation caught them all off guard, except for Ivy. Ivy felt the clench happening around her tail and she'd ground the next thrust down hard over the abbot's special spot inside. Having experienced it the night before, she'd known what to expect and knew also to not stop pumping their tails in even as two more spurts shot over Jess's chest and belly.

He looked so embarrassed while staring into Constance's eyes, but she just kissed him again. His actual orgasm followed a couple seconds after later, marked more by his choked grunt of bliss and sudden thrusting into Jess's feet rather than the continuing spray. When he fully came down he was still breathing heavily, his face still resting on his friend's chest and his cock still resting in his other friend's feet.

"Thank you, both of you..." His voice was tired and shaky, followed by a loud urf when the tails were yanked from his rump. "And thank you, Ivy. It was a wonderful night, again."

"Yer welcome, yer abbotship." Ivy looked at the two. "Er... you two ain't gonna share the bed with us tonight, are you? I'm not too big on ladies. 'specially one as big as you, Badger."

"My name is Constance, Mouse."

Mortimer just smiled. He'd have to ask to be untied when they were through, but there was certainly no rush with their beautiful bare forms to enjoy until then.