Mary's Summer Camp Adventures

                               Mary's Summer Camp Adventures - Chapter 27

       The jet taxied to its gate and the moment the seat belt sign was extinguished, a swap was made of Agnes for sister Harmony, reuniting the pair who remained in the isolation room, the door locked to prevent any accidental observation from the first class passengers as they disembarked. The teens had no idea at the time of the fact that they had mysteriously missed their flight to Germany. According to the computers, and computers never lie, they were not on board this flight. They also hadn't occupied any first class passenger seat either, further evidence that the computers were accurate. In the US, a search for the two missing teenagers was in full swing, with few promising leads.

       Perhaps ten minutes after the last passenger had left the plane, the door was opened and father Chaos entered. He ordered the girls to face the bulkhead while he manipulated a ring in the floor and then entered a set of code numbers that caused a portion of the floor to slide back, revealing a metal tube that could easily handle any normal sized adult. The teens were astonished at the capability of their little prison, but it got even more interesting when a workman, also in cahoots with the priest, entered the cabin carrying two zippered bags, big enough to contain Mary and Agnes.

       After he and the cleric bound and gagged the naked girls using duct tape, they placed Mary and her companion into the bags and zipped them up, securing them with combination locks that only father Chaos could open. The teens had some anxious moments when the bags were shoved unceremoniously into the tube, which connected their holding cell of a cabin to the baggage compartment in the belly of the aircraft. Unbeknownst to them there was a record of the bags, with tags that allowed them to avoid passing through customs once more. There was no doubt about the power and influence the Church had in this area of the country.

       The bags were transported to one of the waiting motor coaches that would take the attendees and their chaperons to the site of the conference, high in the Bavarian mountains. The two prisoners had no idea what was happening, except they were being carried by some very large vehicle over fairly smooth roads. The noise and their cramped quarters, which were in the baggage compartment of the large bus now winding its way up toward their destination, precluded any speculation as to their final destination. The plan for the teens was to have them taken, along with the others attending the conference, until they reached a rest stop some twenty-five miles from the site. There the bags containing them as well as some supplies would be off-loaded for pickup by a truck that would carry them to their ultimate destination.

       The plan did not consider the terrorist group called The Knights of the Flame, a group of local malcontents who sought to establish a competing religion in the region that was a bizarre combination of elements of the Catholic, and Islamic faiths. They were considered by the authorities to be more troublemakers than terrorists, since the great majority of the members were from the area and well known to the police. In all candor, no one took them very seriously, which was why their scheme to disrupt the conference worked so well. There was one other factor of which the local police had no knowledge, their new leader, Otto Blitzer.

       There were well over two hundred teens and members of the clergy either stretching their legs or standing in the long lines to use the facilities. They were easy prey for the roughly one dozen armed, masked men who surrounded the motor coaches and the rest area, ordering everyone to assemble in a single line beside the three transports. They then separated the sexes, forcing the priests, teens and drivers into one of the coaches which they had already disabled so it could not be driven. Father Fleshman had made the mistake of invoking his high position in the Church hierarchy. For his trouble they made him disrobe in front of the nuns and their female charges. More than a few of the teens licked their lips and made mental notes to see about having this well hung priest hear their confessions, which they planned to make as steamy as possible in hopes that he might take a personal interest in their well being.

       The mother superior and her assistants, sisters Styx, Tortura and Harmony were taken to the other side of the coach and ordered to strip. The head nun was adamant in her refusal, not due to modesty, but  rather her unattractive body that she revealed only to her acolyte of the moment. Her captors were amused by her stance, but when the leader pointed his automatic weapon in the direction of sister Harmony and released the safety with a loud click, the young nun set new records for disrobing. Despite the fact that she was wearing non-issue underwear, the shame of that revelation was much more preferable compared to a bullet. Had she been able to see past the masks, her reaction to the threat from her captors might have been more of laughter than fear.

       By the time sister Harmony stood there in her lacy black bra and matching bikini panties, the eyes of her captors were popping from their sockets and they would have been unable to defend themselves against a group of unarmed, blind, one-legged midgets. The squad leader shouted for assistance from his new commander, Otto Blitzer. The other three nuns stood together nervously wringing their hands and awaiting their fate, guaging it by what happened to sister Harmony. A tall, heavy-set, ski-masked man carrying an automatic weapon and a bandolier of cartridges made an appearance, and came to an abrupt halt when he was confronted by sister Harmony, who was in the process of removing her bra to free her heavy melon-shaped tits.

       It was lust at first sight. Realizing that he had to look the part he was playing, that of a guerilla leader, Blitzer asked why the other women were still wearing their habits, and got no answer. He waved his weapon at the trio, and muttered loudly in his mother tongue, which they did not understand. However when he reached out and slapped sister Harmony on her bare belly and pointed, they got the meaning of his words and quickly began ridding themselves of their dark habits. As the nuns stripped down to their scanties, much more utilitarian and in off-white, Otto got an idea, a wicked idea that would humiliate these foolish believers in the corrupt body known as the Catholic church.

       He marched the naked nuns out to where the female teenagers were lined up and ordered his men to make the teens get naked and be quick about it. Two of his men spoke reasonably good English and they issued his order. There was shock at this perverse instruction, but the teens also could see their chaperons, the nuns, as naked as the day they were born. Some secretly lusted to be under the thumb of the mother superior despite her unruly patch of pubic hair and sagging tits. In fact it was that thick covering of her pubic mound that excited them as they imagined  having the opportunity to worship their savior through this nun's dripping cunt that fed his body and blood to their lapping tongues.

       It took a volley of gunfire to break the spell and get the young ladies moving. While this giant strip tease was going on, father Chaos had been found and brought out to where the rest of the female prisoners were busily removing their clothing. He quickly undressed and stood next to his equally naked compatriot, father Fleshman. Like his companion, Chaos was very well hung and that was not lost on many of the young ladies who between removing their bras and peeling down their panties, some with embarrassingly sodden crotches, were imagining what it might be like to have the priest's hard cock sawing away inside their virginal cunts.

       Soon there were approximately one hundred bare-breasted young women, some with bikini waxed pubes others with muffs that never had seen a razor. The tits were as varied as their pubes, some flat with boyish nipples, others with major league jugs that stood out proud, unhampered by gravity. There were stomachs that looked like washboards, others hanging out over their fat-lipped cunts. There were tall girls, short girls, skinny girls and fat girls. Choosing the best two or three proved to be a challenge. As it turned out, neither the best built nor the best looking girl didn't make the final cut; instead it was a pair of sisters, not nuns, sisters who got the prize. They were selected to join the band of terrorists and flee with them into the mountains.

       Being able to speak German and having a hearty distain for the priests and nuns that were shepherding them helped their cause considerably. This plus the fact that they both admitted to having lost their virginity to local talent that was not involved with the holy mother Church cinched their selection. So it was that Heidi and Rosalind Schwimmer became dedicated groupies, or in this case camp followers, for the Knights of the Flame until their unfortunate capture some months later in an ambush.

       That matter settled, Otto decided to make an example of the nuns and priests he had captured; that is all but sister Harmony, whose figure and beauty captured every male that saw her in the altogether. He made the rest of the female teens watch as sister Harmony got down on her knees and began hardening the cocks of the two priests, who didn't seem too embarrassed by what they were experiencing. Not only that, it was quite obvious by the enthusiasm sister Harmoney was showing that doing this sex act was not causing her any trouble either. This fact was not lost on her audience.

       Once both clerics were stiff as stone, not a difficult task at all for the good sister, the mother superior, naked as a jaybird, was brought out and bound tightly hand and foot with ropes and gagged with her own full cut panties, using duct tape to keep them securely housed within her mouth. Then father Fleshman's cock was introduced into the mother superior's cunt with a bit of assistance from one of the new members of the group, Rosalind. Next father Chaos was moved into position behind her back and with a little more effort, his cock was finally pressed into the crevice between her plump ass cheeks.

       Now she was neatly skewered back and front with no way out of her predicament. The clerics' hands were bound behind their backs, and duct tape was wrapped around the trio to prevent them from any movement. By now the eyes of most of the captive, teen females were wide as their open mouths. The Church lost many souls this long afternoon, and much energy was required to make even some of them return to the flock. That's a story for another time, perhaps later in this little tale.

       There was still the matter of the other set of nuns, and Otto handled that with imagination as well. While the nuns were being brought out for their moment in the sun, his men went through the clothing of the girls for money and any other valuables. This done they piled the clothing some distance from the motor coaches and set it afire much to the dismay of the young ladies who were now trapped in only their skin, without any form of artificial covering.

       This led to many interesting situations when the coaches were allowed to continue their journey to the conference site. A similar fate had already befallen the males as well, but for the rest of the trip they were deliberately comingled with their opposite numbers in hopes that the lack of clothing would lead to some exploration and serious consideration of what being a member of the holy mother Church really meant. In some cases a good time was had by all, in others there was a serious case of nerves and a failure to lose what they never really had.

       The treatment, or mistreatment of sisters Totura and Styx, depending upon your point of view, was held in front of only the ladies as well, knowing that if the males saw this, they would probably riot and the Knights could possibly lose control of the situation if it turned into a giant sex orgy. The totally nude nuns were positioned face to face, their hands tightly bound behind their backs with plastic ties that really dug into their flesh. The first thing that was done was to insert a small tree limb into the pussies of the two nuns, a task taken by a couple of his men who managed to finally insert it deep into the two twats, leaving a few splinters behind in that very sensitive portion of their bodies. Since the nuns were approximately the same height, this idea worked quite well. The audience was stunned to hear the foul oaths and curses that came from the nuns' lips as the cruel process was carried out to the limit.

       The next step required the services of the two new members of the Knights of Fire group. The teens put their tongues to work and stiffened the nipples of the nuns to the point that twine could be looped around them and tied to the opposing nipples, thus preventing the nuns from moving apart. This accomplished, the men then wound thin rope around the base of the nuns' tits and tied them together in a similar manner to what had been done to their nipples. In this case, with time the lack of blood circulation would make those tits bloat and become painful and then numb, a very dangerous situation if left this way for too long. More duct tape, the universal bondage material, was wrapped around their upper bodies, waists, thighs and ankles, immobilizing them. Finally they were forced to french kiss, and more tape guaranteed that their lips would be locked together for the duration of the trip to the site.

       The plan was to place the bound trio and duo into separate coaches in the bottom area used to store the passengers' baggage. Naturally for the last half hour the baggage from the three coaches was removed by other members of the group and forced open to check for anything useful. To date they had found some money, a few pieces of jewelry, numerous digital cameras, three laptops, two vibrators and three dildos. Then deep in the bowels of the last motor coach they found two red-tagged canvas bags kept closed by combination locks.

       Undeterred they cut open the bags and got the surprise of their lives, two teenaged goddesses, stark naked, bound and gagged. This was immediately reported to Otto Blitzer who came to see the two lovelies with his own eyes. It was obvious that these two for some odd reason were not held kindly by the church officials. This delighted him and made it easy to order his men to free the teens and take them with the group once they were ready to leave. Twenty minutes later the three coaches bearing nearly two hundred naked teens headed for the conference site, some two hours away. In each was one armed member of the Knights of Fire to make sure that the driver didn't stop until he was given the order. The three men would be picked up and rejoin the group high up in the mountains. For Mary Katherine Gallagher and Agnes Watson, this was the beginning of another unplanned adventure, something that excited Mary no end.

                                      ( To be continued - lex ludite )