One evening in 1842

The sun was setting over the western Alfred Hawthorne bathing the valley face in a golden glow. I looked up from my books and decided to take a walk before darkness fell.

Our sign of the zodiac stood some way above the Village and I decided to walk down to try out a pint or two of ale before supper.

"I'm going for a walk I may be some clip,"I informed the housekeeper before I strode off in search of refreshment.

I had not gone many thousand before I came across a Nun hurrying towards the village.

"Good eve,"I greeted her,"You seem to be in a cracking rush."

"We need the Doctor,"she explained.

"I think I saw him en route to the hart and Hornet an hour since,"I explained.

"Oh no, he will be unequal to !"she sighed.

"I know something of medicine perhaps I can help ?"I offered.

"Oh I think not,"she answered,"One of our sister has a splinter."

"Then lead on,"I suggested,"I shall swiftly get my bag and my tweezers."

"Up inside her, her dildo splintered,"she sighed,"I think you will need more than a couple of tweezers."

"Up her ?"I queried as I recoiled in shock.

"Vagina, cunt what ever your favorite name for a woman's sexual reed organ is,"she sighed again,"So hold me to the physician and halt wasting my time."

I showed her to the stag and went to awaken the doctor. He was still sensible, after a fashion, but not exactly at the tiptop of his powers.

"doctor, you must come, a sis has a sliver up her vagina,"I explained urgently.

"rightfield,"he agreed instantly,"On the table with her lads legs akimbo, lets see what we're dealing with."

Two burly chaps grabbed my fellow traveller and lofted her onto the table and despite her protest spread her branch wide.

"Ahhhh,"The doctor said as he lofted her robe and exposed her hairy heap, for she wore nought under the robe."Using those old carved statues again."

"Its not me !"she protested rather too feebly as the doctor thrust a pudgy finger between her down lips, `` Its Sister Ouch ! ``.

"How far in ?"he asked as he pressed further.

"Its another sister not, oooh, me !"she gasped.

"Doctor its not her,"I explained.

"Shut it pup,"a burly labourer hissed,"This be the unspoiled appearance we had in a while."

"Is that it ?"the doctor asked.

"No, Nooooo"the nun protested rather feebly.

"Anyone with a longer finger ?"the doc asked.

"grip her cunt open so's we can see adept,"the Landlord suggested.

"It's, Oooh, not,"the nun tried to explain.

"assistant her off with this robe,"The physician suggested drunkenly.

Willing hands pulled her robe over her head.

"Its not,"she protested, but a beefy hick was now caressing her tits.

"Its not her !"I explained only to be pushed towards the door.

"I said shut it now shut it !"he ordered.

"No I don't have a splinter !"she explained. Poor young lady. The drunken Doctor of the Church misunderstood and was now dropping his pants.

"Oh for pity's sake,"she wailed, but the doctors pudgy hammer was already pressing into her.

His cock was suffering from brewer affliction and hang as he tried to force it in her, slipping out twice before a burly yokel loosed his fly to release at least a foot of solid man meat.

Sister Pious's eyes were wide comparable saucers as she started at the man's momster dick with its bulbous violet head,"No,"she said rather feebly and unconvincingly.

"Let a man in,"the yokel insisted as he pushed the doctor aside and unerringly rammed his substance deep into Sister Pious's vagina.

"It's not her,"I insisted.

"Shut it, this is the honest display we had for old age,"a Yokel insists and pushed me towards the door.

"Oooohhhh,"sis Pious cooed as his cock slid easily inside her.

"Me next,"another yokel chuckled as he dropped his trews to reveal a thick pudgy tool to the admiring gaze of the barmaid and some rather covetous gentleman's gentleman and less yokels.

Sister Pious had long since given up all pretension of resistance and had her wooden leg wrapped around the yokel while shouting"Yes, yes, harder, harder,"and"Ohhhhh."

"Its not,"I explained.

"Shut up and check or bugger off,"a yokel insisted, so after no more than ten moment watching them cavort and research various unlikely military position I decided that as I seemed not to be welcome the best course was to go to the monastery myself.

I duly collected my bag and a pair of slender pincer and made rushing to the monastry. It was only two or three mil and with the Ostler gone home it was less trouble to take the air than get a horse saddled.

I arrived well after supper sentence. I knocked loudly on the doorway and after some ten bit a sleepy nun opened a small slide spy cakehole and asked,"What do you need ?"

"I understand a nun requires medical attention,"I declared urgently.

"Really ?"she retorted,"Not just after a crank of wine and a warm up by the vestry fire ?"

"No, Sister Pious was sent to get a MD,"I explained.

"Ah Sister Pious,"she agreed,"And did she let a name for the affliced nun."

"No,"I explained,"She merely said the short girl had a splinter from her dildo up her."

The chute slammed shut abruptly, I knocked again.

"Go away,"the nun shouted,"Before we send for the Constable."

"But sister Pious is being ravished,"I shouted.

I heard the nun shout,"sister Pious has escaped again,"then a disturbance and the threshold was flung open and I was admitted.

A somewhat dishevelled female parent superscript hurried to meet me,"What has Pious done now ?"she demanded.

"She said a nun needed medical help and the Doctor of the Church is indisposed,"I explained,"Whereas I am a medical checkup student."

"He said a nun had dildo sliver up her."the offset nun explained only to be cut short.

"Really well young man, well first we conical buoy do not use dildos,"Mother superior explained.

"No we use candle and the round of golf bit on our rood-tree,"a third nun said brightly until she noted the Mother superior's scowl.

"But Sister Pious said individual had matchwood,"I explained as more nuns appeared roused by the commotion.

"So where is Sister Pious ?"The mother Superior asked,"Is she enjoying a cubic yard of ale in the Stag ?"

"Thomas More like a foot of chawbacon's cock,"I retorted rudely,"The last fourth dimension I saw her she was completely naked, branch akimbo being shafted by."

"Enough ! I think we get the musical theme,"the Mother Lake Superior declared,"She does this every now and again, I would guess she will be back some time in the succeeding week or so."

"But what about the splinters ?"I asked.

"Young man I can assure you,"The female parent Lake Superior insisted until one nun said awkwardly.

"It was me, I asked babe Pious for service, my crucifix ..."she said.

"And mine,"another nun agreed.

"Me too,"another agreed,"My Crucifix is all rough and."

"beloved lord do I have a fold of whore,"The Mother Superior sighed,"Very well, you may use the hospital for your examinations."

"Mine worked themselves out,"one nun admitted.

"And mine,"another one agreed.

"Mine are very afflictive,"another nun admitted,"Would you listen examining me ?"

"Do your worst,"The Mother superscript agreed and she strode away quite angrily.

The sham nun was called Sister Martha, she was only about twenty class of age or so which un nerved me somewhat, and quite comely with a perfect lulu and a mound covered in a light furry down as I was soon to find.

She showed me to the hospital,"I am blue to bother you but it is rather uncomfortable,"she simpered.

"Just lay on the slab and part your knees,"I suggested. I lofted her gown as she did so but there was lilliputian plenty to see by taper visible light. I eased a finger's breadth into her. She sighed quite contentedly which I found quite surprising as was the slipperiness of her innards.

I managed to get three fingers inside her,"Am I anywhere near ?"I asked.

"No,"she said,"You need something longer."

"I have tweezers but I can't see."I admitted.

"Then use your tool,"an ageing nun suggested from behind me,"Isn't it obvious she doesn't have a splinter, she just needs a cock."

"No, I do have a splinter, I'm a just chaste girl,"Sister Martha insisted.

"Chased by half the bloke in Borchester,"the elderly nun chorted,"Go on young man, ride her, flood her with your seed and wash the splinter out, thats what the salutary doctor does."

Now to be honest my member was already straining at the leash and when the elderly nun camem behind me and loosed my fly buttons he sprang free in an instant.

"I can't,"I protested but Sister Martha was staring broad eyed at my peter and her was straining to get inside her and I was powerless to resist.

"Take that !"I chortled as my member speared unerringly inside her,"return all of Aggggghhhhhh !"

I found the sliver the painful way. I withdrew in repugnance to recover two inches of oak splinter now speared through my prepuce."Dear god !"I protested as I pulled it out with trembing fingerbreadth,"There really was a splinter !"

"Oh my Hero,"Sister Martha said, as she stared at my damaged rooster,"Let me kiss it better."

"Ram it back in her slit succus is a swell healer,"the elderly nun opined and it did seem the most reasonable metre so I did.

"Oh that is so soothing, much nicer than a candle,"she cooed.

"Indeed my cock seems much less irritating now,"I agreed,"I am so meddling studying that I seldom find time for a fuck.

It felt very odd to be fucking a nun while almost fully clothed but any larboard in a storm they say and I own sis Martha was an admirable shag and as I soon found as she pulled her robe up to reveal them she had luscious titty as well.

The Mother Lake Superior reappeared,"Fucking, why am I not surprised ?"she opined,"No doubt you will necessitate to do a follow up check tomorrow. Do you roll in the hay I sometimes think I am running a house of ill repute rather than a nunnery."

"Yes I think I should check tomorrow,"I agreed.

The Mother Superior rolled her eyes to heaven."I know, why not guide her Martha home with you and use her like a whore until you grow tired of her then send her back."

"I fear I might never exhaust of fucking her,"I agreed,"But it does sound like a capital idea."

"I was being sarcastic,"The mother Superior explained sadly.

"fountainhead it won't affair, we can put any fry in our orphans' asylum,"a nun suggested,"With Sister Pious'two and."

"detainment your tongue,"the Mother Superior ordered but the die was cast.

Sister Martha squeezed my cock with pleasance and suddenly I was unable to restrain myself and my seed burst forth in a enceinte waterspout sending my mind straight to heaven.

My pecker seemed no worse for the experience apart from a superficial wound on my prepuce and my job done I dressed and prepared to leave.

"Shall you take sis Martha with you ?"the Mother Superior asked sarcastically.

"No, the night is stale, I shall charge for her on the morrow,"I announced, and collecting my traps together I departed.

To be continued ?