The Abbot's Private Escape
by Tannim
May 22, 2017

	It was a naughty thing for a dibbun to do.  It was a naughtier thing for a Redwaller to do.  It was unthinkable for the Father Abbot of Redwall to do.  Still, it was exciting.

	Abbot Mortimer peered through the tiny hole in his barrel and had quite a good view of Constance, Cornflower, Jess, and the other Redwall maids as they bathed in the abbey pond.  He had gone to a lot of trouble to get the barrel secretly installed in a slightly raised garden plot.  The plot had been a real mound before he'd customized it.  Ever since, it had been his private escape when he needed to be alone or, more recently, when he was feeling in the mood for a little peep show.  It was well within range to give a lovely view and he went to work enjoying it.

	Constance sat on the upturned boat at the edge of the pond.  Her bare fur was spiky from water soaking into it, but she felt refreshed after a hard day chasing dibbuns.  She dunked a bucket into the water and poured it over her head again to try to forget the little screaming creatures.

	"I love them dearly, but some days those dibbuns are just too much.  Do you know, they staged an attack on the kitchen? I looked away to talk to Matthias and when I looked back they were all running with paws each holding a pebble.  They threatened to pelt the helpers if they didn't give them candied chestnuts and trifle..." She shook her head to shake water off and smiled grimly to the maids with their suitably shocked expressions around her. "They were sent to the dorm with nothing and no supper tonight!"

	Cornflower ran both paws over her breasts, working the water under and between them before washing under her arms as well. "That sounds horrible.  I can't believe our sweet dibbuns would do such a thing."

	"I know it isn't my Sam." Jess had her tail between her legs as she used it to scrub her pussy clean. "He's still too little for such things, but I'll ask him anyway.  Maybe he can point to who did it.  He's smart, but still hasn't started speaking yet."

	In his barrel under the dirt, Abbot Mortimer overheard Constance.  Later he would have to deal with the dibbuns, but until then, he could focus on more entertaining things.  Such as squirrel watching.

	He had his eye pressed firmly to the hole watching Jess.  He'd never gotten to see her bathing in the abbey before.  She usually stayed out in the forest for such things.  Jess had such pretty russet fur all over her with the softest and longest of it on her tail.  It probably felt amazing sliding that flexible bushy brush along her labia like that.  His paw moved quicker along his erection imagining it.  

	Cornflower watched her too. "I wish my tail was that fluffy.  I wouldn't need to use a wash cloth!"

	Jess smiled and scrubbed a little longer than she needed to. "Well, I will admit that it is certainly softer than even the finest cloth you weave hear at your abbey." She clenched her thighs around it. "I'm afraid it does tickle a bit, though."

	"You don't seem to mind.  You're actually looking quite happy with it." Constance stood and easily picked her friend up by her shoulders, grinning. "I don't suppose you'd mind letting me try it?"

	Hesitating for just a few seconds, Cornflower ignored the burning blush reddening her cheek fur and splashed over to them. "I want to feel it too!"

	Jess pushed at the badger's wrists to get free, then pushed her foot paws to Constance's chest to shove up with those instead. "I'll do no such thing!" Her efforts did nothing but make the other two laugh. "Is this how you treat a guest?!"

	"Do you think she needs to cool down, Constance?" Cornflower looked up at the squirrel from below her.  She had a good view under Jess's tail and between her legs.  It was too much of an inviting target.   The mouse cupped both paws together, dipped them into the pond, and skillfully flung a cup of water up at the already well soaked squirrel pussy. "Ha! Got it!"

	Jess's tail flicked, then curled between her legs. "Cornflower! Haha, what are you doing?!"

	Feigning innocence, Cornflower tilted her head curiously.  "Why, I'm just helping a guest to cool down.  That's alright, isn't it?"

	Constance snorted and looked down at the squirrels foot paws pressed firmly to her breasts. "One might ask what are YOU doing planting your paws THERE, of all places, my dear?"

	The other Redwall maids all either laughed or sigh and hurriedly finished their own scrubbing.  Things were getting intimate and most preferred the company of males.  They didn't complain about Constance, Cornflower, and Jess, but they didn't want to say and watch, either.  That worked fine for the three.

	With them gone, Jess relaxed a bit. "I put my footpaws where I like, Constance." She looked down at the badger's large breasts and shifted her legs under her toes pressed against the large nipples jutting from the ends. "Such as here."

	Cornflower crossed her arms. "And what about me? I still want that tail." Jess's tail dropped down to wetly splat over Cornflower's muzzle and between her ears as the squirrel gave it to her.  The mousemaid pulled it off her face and glared up. "Thank you."

	Sitting down in the shallow water of the abbey pond, Constance dropped her large head down to  kiss Jess's knees. "I don't mind you putting them there, Jess.  They're rather nice there."

	Jess straightened her legs without being allowed to pull away.  Her footpaws sank their full height into the other female's soft breast and well up her ankles.  Both breasts dwarfed her feet, with each being larger than her head, neck, and shoulders combined.

	From his hidden peep hole, the abbot slowed his paw so as not to finish too soon.  They were barely doing anything, but it was still a lovely sight.  He did wish he could dare to put a second hole for his other eye, but that would be too risky.  Still, it would have made seeing Cornflower curiously sliding Jess's wet bushy tail between her legs easier.

	Cornflower squatted just a little while grinding her hips over her friend's long brush. "It's not quite as fluffy when wet, is it?"

	Jess pouted and harrumphed. "If you don't like it, don't use it.  I certainly didn't say you could do THAT with it."

	Shaking her head in amusement, Constance finally let Jess push away before setting her down. "And here I thought you were both grown beasts.  If you don't learn to share I'll have to treat you like Dibbuns.  And, I get your tail next, Jess.  I'm going to be using it very similar to her.  Is that alright?"

	The squirrel darted forward, pressed her face right against the big badger's belly, and wrapped both arms around as much of Constance's hips as she could. "Only if I can go there with it."

	With the height difference, Jess's ear tips poked up just a little past the badger's belly button.  Being so much smaller, she had very easy access to her friend's groin and was shameless enough to cup Constance's hefty pussy with both paws while she stood there.  It was hot to the touch and far slicker than simple water would have left it.

	Constance tensed at her touch, then simply put a paw on the squirrel's back to keep her there. "I suppose I can accept that."

	Cornflower had half of Jess's tail in front of her and the other half behind her while Jess squatted to press her muzzle to the big badger's wet cunt.  She drug it back and forth between her legs faster to feel the smooth wet squirrel hairs tickling her own needy pussy.  Her eyes never left the other two.

	Keeping at it, she spoke much more quietly. "Do you think he's finished yet?"

	Neither looked toward the hill, but Constance sniffed deeply, and shook her head. "No.  I can't smell it.  He's taking his time today, it seems."

	Jess rubbed her muzzle tip back and forth against Constance's thumb length clitoris. "Does he know you know about him?"

	"Of course." She shivered at the rubbing. "It's part of the game.  Perhaps you'd like to join me when I catch him coming out.  I get to treat him like a naughty dibbun and take him over my lap for a firm paddle.  You remember how he was after Wild Ivy a few days ago, I'm sure.  He does enjoy it." Constance shook her head, smiling. "No matter how much noise he makes to the contrary."

	Cornflower squeezed her legs together. "Even if we are just putting on a show, your brush is really very pleasant, Jess.  I wonder how my Matthias would take it if he saw us like this?"

	"I think he'd be putting down Martin's sword and grabbing his own." Jess giggled. "Rather like the abbot.  A beast of peace indeed.  I doubt he could put his weapon down right now if he had to."

	Both Redwall maids laughed with her with Cornflower adding her own thought. "Oh, can you imagine Abbot Mortimer threatening to fight Cluny with his cute fleshy sword in paw?" The mousemaid eased up on Jess's tail, deciding to be nicer. "Well, I can't.  Even if it is quite the idea!"

	"I wonder how those rats would take such a show of force." Constance looked thoughtful, barely showing any response to Jess gently nibbling on her clitoris. "I bet they'd be too shocked to even sling a stone or fire an arrow.  If things get too desperate, it might be an amusing tactic to try." The big badger dropped both paws down to her squirrel friend's head and held it firmly against her pussy. "If you do not stop that, my dear, I am going to push that delightful muzzle of yours inside me and drown you in my pleasure!"

	"I ca' 'ive wi' 'at!" Jess's speech was muffled by Constance's soft sopping wet vulva around her muzzle, but nobody had much trouble understanding it.

	Cornflower stepped behind Jess with the squirrel's tail dragging along her slit until she pressed her hips to Jess's rump. "That gives me an idea.  Hold still you two.  I think the abbot will like this."

	She tugged her friend's bushy tail up behind her and thrust forward, smacking her thighs  against Jess's buttocks and looking quite like a male breeding a female.  Her thrust shoved Jess forward face first deeper into Constance's cunt.  The badger's pussy spread open to let the woodlander sink up to her eyes inside before Constance pulled her own hips back and shoved Jess back the other way against Cornflower.

	Back in his stump, the abbot did like it.  Their different body types looked so beautiful together and the very masculine movements from Cornflower had him panting and on edge quite quickly.  A doe pleasuring another was a powerful fantasy for him.  It was even more powerful than when he surrendered to one of the ladies he was watching for a night of intimate submission play.  He knew they only staged it for him, but watching the three females grind and thrust against each other was just what he needed.  He felt his excitement build, his cock pulsed powerfully in his paw, and then the pleasure hit.  Knowing it was staged didn't make it any less exciting.  He came.

	A loud grunt escaped his clenched jaws, a thick glob of semen sprayed out to splatter over the wall in front of him, and a loud thump echoed out of the stump when he sagged back in relief faster than he had intended to and hit his head.  He was too caught up in the moment to put his eye back to the hole, but he'd already seen enough to easily picture them still going in his mind.  The abbot closed his eyes and watched while his bliss kept going for a couple more seconds.

	Outside, Constance heard the thump.  She also smelled the faint but very familiar tinge of mouse cum in the air.  Her own arousal kept her going anyway.  There was no rush to haul him out just yet.

	Constance ground her hips left or right as she thrust forward, keeping the squirrel's muzzle at least an inch inside at all times. "Your muzzle fits so well in there, Jess."

	Jess didn't fight it.  She helped push.  Using both paws pressed against Constance's inner thighs, she exaggerated their efforts so they all moved more visibly for their audience.  As much as it was for the abbot, she was enjoying it too.

	Cornflower's thighs bumping against her flanks made her pussy pulse as well as any male teasing it.  Constance's slick wet inner muscles squeezing at her cheek fur was an exotic joy.  Their feminine grunts and noises were pretty, too.  She liked males, but she enjoyed being with a maid, or two, just as much.

	Behind her, Cornflower slowed. "I think I heard something from the stump.  He's probably finished."

	"Oh he's fully finished, Cornflower.  I can smell it." Constance took a long deep breath and squeezed her legs together with Jess still moving between them. "But that's no reason for us to rush.  I'm very close."

	Jess caught the big badger's legs on the next thrust and held herself muzzle deep inside Constance.  She took control and twisted her head back and forth to grind her soft fur along her friend's sensitive inner labia and clutching hole further inside.  By the contractions constantly gripping her, Constance hadn't been lying about how close she was.  The maid really was about to blow!

	Cornflower slowed down to watch once Jess stopped rocking.  She wasn't very close herself, but was very happy to keep teasing the others.  Touching other maids was much different than touching her Matthias.  Their bodies were softer, more responsive, and with more than just two areas to touch.  They were not quite so pretty to her eyes, but she did like some of the sounds they made near orgasm.

	The mouse giggled and shoved her friend faster. "Come on, Jess, push that muzzle in deep! Badger's need a nice big beast in them to make them finish!"

	Jess didn't have a choice.  With Constance grinding against her and Cornflower pushing from behind, her muzzle sank in deep enough she had to close her eyes before they disappeared inside with the rest of her face.  She'd never had anything like Constance's slick pussy dragging and squeezing around her before and wasn't sure if she wanted to or not.  It was a whole different world inside there.

	The badger's inner muscles squeezed around her rapidly.  Wetness pushed into her muzzle and tried to go into her nose before she was pulled back out and stuffed back in again.  Jess was sure she could feel the other maid's heartbeat through that soft lust swollen pussy around her.  That gave her a thrill.  Constance was really getting off on and around her.

	From his stump, father abbot Mortimer caught his breath and peeked back out.  He stared in fascination at Jess seeming to disappear inside his large beautiful badger friend time and time again.  Her broad face was tight with near satisfied lust and her massive paws had quite the grip on Jess's shoulders as she shoved her hips forward firmly.

	Even from a few yards away, he could hear the wet noises and loud panting.  His spent dick stiffened again, but he didn't rub it yet.  It was too soon for another go no matter how pretty seeing Constance squirting around another maid's face was.  Cornflower's smile, rapid thrusting, and tail grinding made him desire to go again even more, but he would have to wait.  No matter how stiff his mousehood was again.

	He watched the trio finish.  He watched as Jess was pulled out and playfully plunged into water face first when she complained about needing a bath again.  Both other maids washed her body, driving him to grab his dick again and stroke himself anyway.  The abbot sighed happily.  It was a good life having a friend willing to indulge him without telling the rest of the abbey.  Only Constance knew and he was sure she wouldn't tell anyone.

	Abbot Mortimer leaned back smiling against the barrel, panting and still working his paw up and down when the maids finally left. "What a wonderful show.  Even better than the last! I wonder if Constance would mind if I tried Jess's position with her tonight after she punishes me..."
