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Mary's Summer Camp Adventures - Chapter 22
Mary Katherine Gallagher was shocked out of her shoes when the mother superior brought her and Agnes Watson into the office and swore them to secrecy. This done she breathlessly announced that they had been chosen by the Office of Papal Affairs to attend a special convocation open only to church youth who showed extraordinary dedication and zeal for the objectives of the holy mother church located in Rome.
From New York, a place they knew of but never visited, they were to be flown on a chartered jet to Munich in Germany. From there they would be transported by bus to the meeting place located in a winter resort named Garmish-Partenkirchen that would be used for the convocation this summer. In two weeks they were scheduled to depart from a nearby city to rendezvous with the other American members in New York for the last leg of the trip, which gave them very little time to get prepared.
That night the two friends could hardly wait to get to bed, naturally not to sleep for a variety of reasons. There was some celebrating to do, not to mention the excitement associated with flying across the ocean to a land they only knew from reading their geography books. However the mother superior had other plans for her two mischievous charges. There would be no hanky-panky on her watch, at least not until the two scamps were safely on the plane and headed for the convocation.
Mary Katherine had just settled her head between her best friend's thighs preparing to lick up the nectar that already was flowing from her plump pudenda, when their celebration was nipped in the bud by a trio of novices sent by the mother superior to make sure that the two young ladies remained pure. Among them was Emily, still smarting from the penance her confessor had given her as his parting gift. Under her command the two trysters were roused from their collective bed and marched to the girls lavatory for a refreshing cold shower.
Emily decided to separate the girls, taking Mary with her and leaving Agnes to the tender mercies of the other two novices, who she knew were in a randy mood. Thanks to the good offices of father Mordant, she had been given a relatively private place to sleep until her wounds from her latest penance had sufficiently healed as not to be too noticeable to the other novices. As soon as Mary saw the bindings attached to the corners of the pallet upon which Emily slept, she knew she was in for some trouble. She was already shivering from the effects of the icy shower. Afterwards the novices hadn't bothered to ler her and Agnes dry off.
The boyish novice informed Mary that she would be sleeping on the floor to atone for her sins tonight, leaving the narrow bed for her captive. Naturally there was a price to be paid for such a courtesy, and once Mary was securely restrained, she discovered what it was. It began by Emily's lips pressing against hers, then Emily's fingers insinuating themselves into her private places, causing her to become moist despite her discomfort over this situation. When the novice began sucking her tongue and moving four fingers in and out of her birth canal, Mary gave up any pretext of being offended by this boldness on the part of her captor.
She responded in kind, her fast tongue passing into Emily's warm, wet mouth and melding their saliva into one. The novice groaned and arched her back, rubbing her pubes over Mary's peebled vulva. Soon the stakes were raised once more. Her captor fitted the very same dildo Mary Katherine had seen previously to her loins and started to tease Mary with the rounded head, pressing it into her yielding pussy. Mary groaned loudly and gave it up to the intruder, allowing the rubber toy to advance into her body as she sighed and trembled with expectancy over what was to follow.
Emily was certainly talented when it came to manipulating that toy. Mary's first orgasm was soon upon her, and it was a doozy, considering her situation. Now it was her turn to arch her trembling body and give free rein to the wave of joy mixed with animal lust that ran through her body. This was for grownups, that was for sure. She'd have to start teaching Agnes these wonderful new tricks once they were reunited.
Once she recovered her senses, Mary happily cleaned off the dildo with her tongue and mouth. She then gasped as it went back inside her, only this time with a great deal more force, causing it to go much deeper. Emily seemed to be gifted when it came to stirring up Mary's juices. She knew how to move her hips and put a little twist to that instrument to make it scrape her partner's sensitive pussy walls. That made Mary's toes curl and after a number of twists she started to see stars as well.
Orgasms two and three clocked in soon after and Mary felt like a limp dishrag after number three. Emily sensed that her bedmate was at the limit of her endurance for tonight, so she kissed Mary on the lips and allowed her to do another good job of cleaning that devilish tool so it would be ready for more adventures sooner than later.
When Mary and Agnes compared notes the following day, it was painfully obvious that Mary had by far the better time of it. All Agnes had to show for the night was a well spanked bottom, and a very sore pussy thanks to the tandem's extremely lengthy bout of fisting that resulted in both of them touching bottom, if such a thing were possible. Agnes wasn't very concerned with any tilting of her uterus by this treatment, but was quite miffed when they forced her to lick her own spendings from their glistening hands, making sure that her tongue got into every nook and cranny of the four hands that had been buried inside her tight tunnel for what seemed like an eternity.
For Mary Katherine Gallagher the time flew, but for Agnes only the days went quickly, the nights were another matter entirely. Her two jailers used her body for their own selfish purposes every chance they got, and there were plenty, especially when they began trading access to Agnes for little favors that the other novices offered in exchange for Agnes naked and securely restrained. This entire situation was exactly the opposite of what the mother supeior had intended. Instead of Agnes being relatively left alone and Mary carrying the weight of their collective sins, it was completely upside down. Only by accident was it finally discovered three days before the two teens were scheduled to leave for Germany.
Emily paid dearly for her treachery and lust, reduced to bond servant status for a full month, meaning she had no rights or privileges and was at the beck and call of the rest of the convent including the lay people as well, such as the widow Gallagher. More than once the slim, boyish, novice was strung up by the thumbs by the widow and given a sound thrashing with switches soaked overnight in brine and branches from nettle bushes that left her bare body covered with an itching, burning rash from the hollow needles filled with minute amounts of powerful chemicals that played havoc with the skin and even the flesh beneath. On more occasions than anyone would admit, she learned to fear the entry of her own dildo that had been modified to turn it into an instrument of torture rather than pleasure.
The mother superior was not left out when it came to punishing the young novice for her sins and disobedience to the instructions she was given. She personally supervised the first beating Emily received each morning after she had been hanging by her bound wrists from the whipping post, recovering from the last beating of the day, also supervised by the abbess. The frequent whippings coupled with the starvation diet of spoiled food scraps, grease from the kitchen and as many as three bars of soap daily took a terrible toll on the teenager.
On the other side of the ledger she was given liquids in abundance. Her belly bulged by the hour from being forced to accept dishwater that would normally have been dumped down the drain after its main function was exhausted. Heavily salted water used to prepare the basic foodstuffs for the convent population also found its way into her belly, especially after one of her frequent and very stressing whippings that weakened her to the point that she could not be punished further unless she was allowed to rest and regain what little strength remained.
Mary and Agnes were long gone from the convent by the time the novice's thirty-one days of punishment were concluded. Her body had been reduced to skin and bones. The skin was covered with layer upon layer of welts, bruises and cuts from the relentless beatings and whippings she had endured. Her skin was also now stretched paper thin over her bony frame except for her abdomen which had folds of wrinkled pale skin draped over it from being stretched to its limit by the enormous quantities of liquids that her belly was forced to hold for hours on end.
Her private parts had been brutally mistreated to the state that she was unable to conceive, let alone give birth to the devil's spawn. It seems that every living soul in the convent from the abbess to the scullery workers had taken turns whipping her pubic mound, turning it into a swollen lump of raw flesh that constantly oozed foul smelling secretions from deep within her vagina. It had been stuffed more than a few times with nettles that drove the novice to the brink of madness when this was followed by a brutal whipping of those same parts.
The one time that a few of the novices stuffed her mouth with nettles and held them in place by means of a knotted rope pulled tight around her skull, she nearly died. The nettles forced her tongue to swell to such enormous size that it impeded her ability to swallow or gain sufficient air to keep her lungs working. Fortunately someone passing by noticed the bluish cast to Emily's face and her labored breathing and sounded the alarm, thus saving her life.
The nuns of the convent were allowed to sit at her first confession since she had been turned over for punishment. An aged priest, now retired, who was nearly blind and hard of hearing to boot sat and heard her confession that was so garbled by the trauma her mouth had suffered that neither he nor any of the assembled nuns could make out the words she uttered. Nonetheless she received a very severe penance that emphasized mortification of the flesh, which nearly killed her, and her absolution was only conditional based on a set of requirements that she had to observe for the next year.
( To be continued - lex ludite )
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