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Thinking it was over finally she actually smiled. Hensley swallowed hard as he looked at her. She looked like any other pious nun he had seen at the church. He looked away from her, remembering her soft, supple body rubbing on his. Her hot, tight vagina taking his cock deep while her anus was raped at the same time. His cock tightened and hardened. Mary watched the confusion of Hensley's face and then glanced down. She looked away quickly see the huge bulge of his cock pressing outward through his pants. Shakily, she walked away to look at the huge picture window. The early morning sun shown down through the trees like a fantasy. The light fog misting the air with moisture and rising from the ground. It looked so beautiful and peaceful. She refused to think of all the things she had endured from her Uncle and Hensley. Tensing as if struck, she heard her Uncle's strident voice. "Up and dressed I see. I vision of purity and goodness. Of course, I know what is under your habit - a hot little slut with two tight holes and a wet mouth. Fucking you was wonderful. My cock is all ready to go again but there isn't time, too bad." Her Uncle said smiling at her. "Come here little Mary, sweet little nun. Come to you Uncle and give him a hug, hmm?" Just to keep the morning calm, she reluctantly approached her Uncle. Her skin crawled and the hairs on her neck and arms rose up. Benton reached out and grabbed the reluctant child and pulled her to him. His hand bunched up the habit until he felt firm ass flesh. His fingers trailed the cuts and he pinched them. Pleased with the wiggles and gasps she made he moved his hand to the front and between her legs. Grabbing her by the neck, he held her still as he felt her baby smooth labia, still pouting and swollen from his earlier attention. Crooning to her, he stroked her labia like a kitten. The smooth, heated skin on his fingers felt like silk. His fingers rubbed across her clitoris. "Still tender there, Mary?" He asked breathlessly. "Let's get you to that table over there. Up high so I can get a last look at you." Benton quickly pinched her clitoris between his thumb and forefinger and pulled her along with him. He smashed it hard between his fingers so she had to follow him. He could feel the tender line of nerve endings running the length of her swollen clitoris and pinched harder, listening to her yelps. He roughly pushed her back on the table. Mary gasped, crying out as she tumbled backwards on the table. The table was large, situated directly in front of the window. Panting, she turned her head and saw several men walking along a path. "Uncle, please there are people out there, please stop!" She cried out. In horror, she saw the men turn and look directly at her. Smiling, they began to approach the window and stopped some distance away. Casually, they talked back and forth, watching the show. She held her breath as her Uncle pinched her clitoris so hard she thought she would faint. Moaning from pain and nausea, she collapsed back on the table helplessly. Benton watched his niece with savage pleasure, enjoying her pain. He hissed at Hensley, "Get the jewelry, I want to give her Father Kirk something to remember me by." Stroking her clitoris like a little cock, he watched his niece squirm. Hensley's heart pounded in his chest as he went to fetch the small gold ring with a dangling cross and the equipment needed to place it. The jewelry had come early this morning and been left outside the door. Obviously Mr. Benton had planned for this all along. "Tie her legs securely and then lean across her, put all your weight on her. I don't want to get kicked." Benton said as Hensley gave him the items. Mary asked frantically, "What are you doing, Uncle? What are you going to do me?" She felt the hot tears of fear and humiliation running down her cheeks. Trembling violently, she felt Hensley spread her legs so wide the ached then tie her down with rope.

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