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Every since that day, Alicia became obsessed with taking the vows of a Naked Sister of Mary Magdalene. Her family had now become very insistent that she be married and she was called back to Sao Paolo, for a suitor had been chosen for her, a gross looking fellow that owned a shipping line.
In the meanwhile, at her mother's insistence for she knew Alicia was suffering, she was allowed to resume her matings with the dogs. Despite the comfort the dogs provided, Alicia felt miserable. Her future husband was close enough to an animal as could be found in the human genre but still walked on two feet, most of the time. Her mother assured her that he would allow her to continue mating with dogs and was supposed to be well endowed herself.
The memory of the large donkey's penis entering the naked nun on a country road tortured her. How could any man's penis compete with that magnificent shaft? The night before her wedding, after repeated knottings, Alicia put together a makeshift traveling case, grabbed some money, and boarded the train to Recife.
After days of travel, she eventually arrived in Recife. The man who she asked directions to the convent of the Naked Sisters of Mary Magdalene stared at her rudely. Old dog semen was trickling down her legs, a condition that Alicia hardly noticed anymore for that the normal state of the women in her family, but the man certainly did. He leered and pointed to an edifice on a hill overlooking the town.
A dilapidated taxi took her and her meager belongings to the convent. It did not look impressive, surrounded by an old high wall that enclosed several hectares. Alicia rang the bell repeatedly without success until eventually a small hole opened through which an older woman stared at her. What did she want, asked the nun, in an unfriendly tone of voice. The question unnerved Alicia for a moment. She decided to be frank. She wanted a beast, she said imploringly, and to live nude, free. The hole slammed shut.
Hours passed. Alicia waited patiently. The monsoon rains had already started and pretty soon she was wet and miserable. Finally, a small doorway creaked open and a female voice summoned her. She entered into a small, quite pleasant, courtyard where a naked woman wearing solely a crucifix and a nun's wimple stood.
Alicia tried to introduce herself but the woman ignored her and roughly removed her wet clothes. No clothes were allowed in the convent, she explained, and, anyway, she would catch pneumonia if she kept hers on. She then gave Alicia a dry towel and a glass of rum. The nun left, taking away Alicia's wet clothes and her luggage, and she was left sitting on a bench barely covered by the towel and sipping her rum slowly.
After the nun returned, this time leading a large mastiff, Alicia smiled, this she could handle. The nun left without saying a word. Alicia inspected the dog and found that it had a fine-looking large and knobby penis and an overly large scrotum housing two overgrown testes.
Alicia did not know it, but its breed had been developed by the order over the years. It was well trained and seemed to know what to do and so did, of course, Alicia. After a short while Alicia was on her fours, firmly attached to the dog by its knot, and unable to uncouple.
Alicia was moaning orgasmically when the nun entered once more. Alicia felt no shame at being seen thus. The dog was wonderful, she told the nun, and had been cumming inside her steadily. Then nun nodded and produced a hypodermic with a milky substance. This she injected into an exposed portion of the dog's penis. Alicia felt the penis harden inside her and the knot actually increased in proportion. Alicia came repeatedly. The nun briefly caressed her breasts and left her thus.
In her house, Alicia had seen her mother and sisters remain knotted for 20 minutes or more. The dogs, she knew, would eventually come and the size of the knot would decrease until she was able to uncouple. Alicia had already orgasmed repeatedly when she realized that her knotting was setting some sort of record. The dog whimpered and a steady stream of his semen would flow into Alicia. But he remained quite hard.
After what seemed an eternity, the nun emerged once more. She smiled at Alicia and then proceeded to inject the dog's penis once more. The substance kept the dog's penis rock hard, she explained. For a moment Alicia panicked, the knot was a delightful torture and she did not know how long her body could continue thus.
Hours went by. Alicia lost count of her orgasms. Every so often the nun would come by and inject the dog's penis. The dog did not seem uncomfortable. Though his semen was no longer flowing, the penis remained quite hard. Alicia lost track of time. Night fell. The nun laid a set of old blankets caked with dried semen under her. Then Alicia lay down, still attached to the dog.
The dog's whimpers woke her up. Dawn was approaching. Alicia was still knotted. The nun came by once more but this time she did not inject the dog's penis. She knelt next to Alicia. She laid Alicia's head on her lap and stroked her breasts. Alicia eventually managed to orgasm one last time. Then the knot went down and Alicia disengaged with a loud pop, leaving behind a yawning cunt. The nun placed herself on top of Alicia, in a 69 position and started licking the dog semen coming out of the younger woman's cunt.
Alicia had never had sex with another woman before. But when she saw the nun's rather dilated cunt in front of her she eagerly pressed her mouth to the nun's cunt. The cunt tasted of dog and of another animal she could not identify.