The Viking Saga

Mathilde started up the stairs with her head held high and her head filled with recriminations. She had married a fool. Now her ancestral castle her father had left her was going to be looted, sacked and burned by the Northmen like the rich abbey of Saint Luke two weeks ago.



Why didn\'t heol hol husband prepare for a raid? She told him to but he only laughed. He said that Vikings only raided monasteries not well defended keeps. Well, she hoped he was dead or she would kill him herself. Their keep had fallen in only 3 hours! How could she live with the shame? Well she could not. Her husband may have been weak but she was made of stronger stuff.



As she rounded the stairs to the parapet with Louise and Emergarde, her neighbor\'s wives, she said good bye to life. At least, she did not have children to leave behind she thought. She listened to Louise\'s sobbing and said, \" You don\'t have to jump my dear.\"



Louise answered her, \" Yes I do, I could not stand to stain my honor or my body with a Northman.\" With that, Louise grabbed Emergarde\'s hand and they both jumped from the parapet wall. Mathilde stared in horror then took a deep breath. All she could hear was steel clanging and men screaming. She turned to jump and a voice stopped her. \"My lady, do not damn your immortal soul, I beg you!\"



Mathilde turned to see Father Clement late of Saint Luke\'s coming towards her. She looked at him sadly and said, \"Its too late Father.\" Then she jumped.

All of a sudden, she was grabbed from behind and heard Father Clement\'s voice say in her ear, \"It\'s never too late my lady.\" She wept as Clement grabbed her and led her into a guardroom on the parapet walls. It was deserted.



She looked at Clement and yet again wondered at how an ecclesiastical knight like him ended up so far from civilization. It always amazed Mathilde that ecclesiastical knights were almost exactly like regular knights except that they served God rather than man.



Clement was an excellent example: young, strong, fit and devout. It disturbed Mathilde to also notice that Clement was a handsome man with his auburn hair and blue-green eyes. He was a man of God after all. Last week, Clement and the two other priests/knights had shown up at the keep\'s door with a group of nuns and related the sad tale of the fall of Saint Luke\'s. That well defended and provisioned monastery fell in less than one hour! They had escaped through a quirk of fate. The nuns said they were on the outskirts of the abbey\'s land picking fruit when the raid came. The little one Mary sit wit was only through the grace of God that Clement and two other priests survived the raid. Mathilde thought it had more to do with the fighting abilities of Fathers Clement, John and Mark than the grace of God.



A silence descended into the room. Clement ran his hand down Mathilde face and she turned and kissed his hand. She gazed at him and was shocked with herself. Clement smiled at her and took her loose black hair in his hands and gave Mathilde an open mouthed passionate kiss. She groaned as his tongue thrust into her mouth. His hands ran over her hair down her back and caressed her backside as she wrapped her arms around him. Clement then lifted her into his arms and to the top of the table. Heavy eyed she watched him caress her breasts after he undid the laces of her overdress. She started to moan when his mouth found her hard nipples and he started to suck and nip at them. They started to feed on each other\'s mouths again as Clement thrust his hands underneath Mathilde\'s skirt and chemise.



When his rough hand touched her mound she feebly protested. As he slid his fingers around her mound making her moan, she knew if she didn\'t stop soon, he was going to have her on top of this table. She opened her mouth to stop him when he suddenly shifted her down onto her back. Before she knew it, she felt his large hot cock against her mound. She shakily prodded at his shoulders to let her up. Clement simply looked at her and said, \" It\'s too late my lady\" and thrust his cock home.



She shrieked and tried to shake him off but Clement was too sturdy and too deep inside her. Mathilde felt him start to thrust in and out of her and hoped that no one would come in and catch them. Yet, she also thought to herself how big and hot he was and how her husband could never compare. She felt a frisson of the forbidden as well. This man was a priest but he didn\'t feel like one. Mathilde started to moan Clement\'s name with pleasure.



Clement listened to the lady moan and squirm on the end of his prick. He had waited patiently for this fuck. He caught her looking at him with lust in her eyes. He had wondered why she needed him to pray with her five times a day. He took her legs and wrapped them around his waist and started to thrust deeper into her.



All Mathilde could hear was the creaking of the table as he pounded into her faster and faster. Her body was on fire and unlike her husband; this young virile man could fuck for more than two minutes. She could feel her orgasm creeping up her spine and she stuffed her hand into her mouth to muffle her shrieks of pleasure.



He could feel her pussy clenching at him. He looked down into her eyes saw saw the pleasure take her. He could feel her contracting on his cock but he wasn\'t going to come, not yet.



As Mathilde floated back to Earth, she could feel him still rock hard inside of her. Startled she looked up at him. Clement slowly drew his cock out of Mathilde\'s sticky sheath and grasped her hands to pull her up. She stood up on unsteady legs and looked at him bewilde He He sat down on the chair and pushed her to her knees in front of his hard pulsating cock. She looked at him with shock in her eyes as he said, \"Lick my cock my lady and remember to use your tongue.\" She protested but lost her voice when she looked into his hard eyes. She grasped his hot and sticky cock with her hands and slid it into her mouth and Mathilde remembered to use her tongue.



Clement watched this proud woman\'s head bob up and down on his prick. Her mouth was perfect. He started to moan as he reached out his hand to guide her mouth down deeper on his shaft. He told her to go deeper and faster in a throaty command as he felt his orgasm build. \"Now Mathilde you are going to swallow what I have for you.\" Clement bit out as he groaned and thrust his cock deeper down her throat. She tried to pull away but Clement held her head down as he pumped his come down her throat. He was still moaning and groaning as he pulled his cock out of her mouth and hot spurts of semen splattered onto her face and breasts.



Mathilde felt him spurt his hot come all over here ane and exposed breasts as she licked her salty stained lips. She stayed on her knees and looked up at him until he finished coming. When Clement told her to clean his cock with her tongue, she did. He ran his fingers over her face and put those fingers in her mouth to suck. She watched him as he rubbed his semen into her breasts like lotion. Clement lifted her to his lap and thrust his hand under her skirts. He masturbated her to another orgasm while they kissed and suckedeacheach other\'s tongues. Mathilde had never been so pleasured and by a priest of all men.

All of a sudden Mathilde could hear clanging and shouting. My God, the Northman, she had forgotten. She clung to Clement in fear as the door crashed open and six Vikings appeared. The men looked at Clement in seeming wonder. Had they never seen a priest before? Then one of the older men started to laugh and he said something in their incomprehensible language. Then Clement started to laugh and answered back in the same language!



She turned to him in horror as he looked at her and said with a chuckle, \" You didn\'t really think I was a priest did you, my lady? By the way, my name is Harald.\" Harald leaned closer and whispered in her ear, \"I wasn\'t going to let a valuable young slave like you jump now was I?\" He laughed into her eyes and asked, \"How did you like fucking your first Norseman? Mathilde fainted and Harald carried her down to the castle\'s main hall.