The Miller's Tale ~ Anonymous Author (October Entry)

This takes up the story from when Nicholas is in his tub waiting for the big flood and recounts the story as if John and Alisoun enjoyed a bondage relationship and Absalon was a shadier character.

Alisoun could hardly believe her luck. Not only had John’s ridiculous plan for getting her husband out of the way succeeded but once inside his room she realised it was a veritable dungeon of delights.

In it’s centre was a four poster bed. From each of it’s four thick wooden bed posts hung a set of manacles. There were thick straps at its centre and a fixed collar at its head. Just under this was a ball gag which was also attached to the centre head of the bed.

John was wasting no time. He had waited too long for this moment. By the time Alisoun took her eyes from the bed to look at him he was totally naked. She was transfixed by the large 10 inch dick between his legs which was now fully erect. She had only been with her husband previously and he was nowhere near as well endowed. Taking his cue she started to free herself of the long tafita dress she wore.

John gasped as the dress slowly slipped away from Alisouns classically built frame. Her large breasts were encased in a red and black silky bra. He could see that her nipples were hard. As the dress slipped further down her matching thong panties came into view. He saw that she was shaved. Shaved and very wet. He waited for her to take off the rest but instead she moved toward the bed and lay down. John wasted no time. He took each wrist and manacled it to the bed head. He then did the same with her ankles, manacling them to the bottom of the bed. He moved the centre of the bed and pulled across it’s thick leather strap totally immobilising the ravishing, panting woman. He attached the collar to her neck restricting the movement to her head. He then kissed her full on the mouth before inserting the ball gag. There was one last piece of bondage that Alison hadn’t expected. A large piece of thick black cloth was wound again and again over eyes.

John stepped back to admire his handiwork. He decided on one last thing to complete the picture. He grabbed hold of Alisouns long luscious brown hair and wound around the bed rail using it to secure her even tighter. He then picked up a pair of garden shears from his cabinet.

Alisoun thought she had died and gone to heaven. She was completely helpless at the hands of this dashing man. Her husband was a nice enough man and rich enough to more than cater for all her needs, but he did not excite her. This was exciting. She shuddered as she felt cold steel move up her body. The steel rubbed her nipples through the silk of her bra. She did not think she had ever known them get so hard. There was a snipping and a pinch of steel between her cleavage. There was then a snip at her shoulders on each side and suddenly the cold air hit her exposed tits.
John gasped as the full beauty of her bosom was revealed to him. The dark aureoles of her rock hard nipples contrasting against the silky whiteness of her breast. He almost dared not touch them for fear that his erect dick may explode but eventually he put his palm full across her tits rubbing her nipple with it as he did so. He put his mouth on the other exposed tit and started to suck eagerly enjoying Alisouns moans as he did so. He picked up the shears and ran the point of them down her body from her tits down past her navel until they stopped at the thong making light work of the material as they snipped. She was totally void of hair save for one little strip between her legs. He put his tongue inside her slit and lapped greedily. He began to pull himself on her and inside her. The wetness between her legs meant that she accepted him inside her easily. She wanted to move her legs to pull him closer to her but they were stretched out immobilised. She\wanted to see his face as he fucked her but she was enveloped in darkness. She wanted to call out his name but her mouth was stuffed with rubber. All this added to the excitement of the occasion. As did the knowledge that her husband was sat somewhere above them in his bath tub. John wanted to make it last as long as possible but the excitement of the occasion was too much for him and he squirted his semen inside her.

Absolon had seen the couple slip into Johns room. He had long wanted to sample what Alisoun had to offer. He had dreamed many times of those full breasts. Now was his chance to get a bit of the action. He picked the lock as quietly as possible.

John did not hear Absalon enter the room. He was tying Alisouns legs to the top of the bed along sinde her arms so that her anus was presented to him. He stepped back to admire her once more. He felt a blow to his head and the room went black.

Absalon put down the poker he had used to hit John and very quickly tied him securely to a chair. He then turned his attention to an oblivious Alisoun. This was better than he had even imagined. Dispalyed as she ws left nothing to the imagination. He quickly divested himself of his clothes and got to work.

In the darkness of her confinement Alisoun wondered why John had stopped. She had orgasmed over again when he had secured her legs over her head displaying her to him. She had expected to feel him entering one of her holes but nothing had happened. She was soon rewarded though as she felt his hands on her tits again. Somehow they seemed to feel different, more callous. She wondered why she hadn’t noticed the before. As his lips licked feverishly at her nipples she felt a tickling as there was more hair under his lips.She figured this must be her imagination. It was only she felt the penetration into her virgin arse that she realised something was wrong. The penis inside her was much smaller. Whoever it belonged to it wasn’t John, She started to try to thrash around to free herself. She screamed through the gag but to no avail. She used all her strength to try to dislodge the intruder inside her. She felt herself starting to panic but through the panic she also felt a warmth as her body began to betray her. They orgasmed together, Alisoun and her unknown assailant. Then a voice she recognised.
“I’ve wanted to do that for so long”. Alisoun blinked as the blindfold was removed and the cold light of day hit her eyes. She was staring into the eyes of her husband. She could see John struggling with his bonds in a chair, she could also make out the prone body of another man on the floor. Absalon? She wasn’t sure what had gone on but she certainly was seeing her husband in a new light. He was slipping his organ inside her cunt. As he realised how wet she was he cheerfully shouted. “There was a flood after all!”