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Mary's Summer Camp Adventures - Chapter 33
Otto Blitzer showed that he was one mean SOB and someone you didn't want as an enemy. He ordered the Schwimmer twins and a couple of his flunkies to make the teens comfortable for the long evening under the stars dealing with the strong wind and the animals of the forest who foraged in this area for food. Mary and Agnes groaned and struggled to no avail as a bulging enema bag was carried over to the tables. The twins translated their leader's words as he prepared the teenagers for their long ordeal. The teens couldn't help noticing that everyone except them were fully clothed against the chill night air and the howling wind that rustled through the tall fir trees surrounding the encampment.
Mary resigned herself to their tender mercies, realizing that she had no leverage in this matter. Agnes foolishly struggled and for her troubles received slaps and punches for her insolence. She shrieked in pain as the nozzle, sans lubricant, was jammed deep into her rectum. The quartet laughed at her discomfort and amused themselves by pinching her nipples and twisting her tits as her colon was filled with the chilled water from the enema bag. One of the men took this opportunity to stretch her cunt with his ham-like fist and then slowly rotated it one and then the opposite direction as the helpless teen grunted and pleaded for relief. All Mary could do was keep quiet and hope that her attitude would result in less discomfort.
Their captors laughed as the man pulled his glistening fist from the teen's sore pussy and forced her to lick it clean. Agnes resisted just long enough to have the other male guard punch her squarely in her pubic mound pushing the cunt flesh back up into her birth canal and forcing some bile up from her belly. To make matters worse the strap around her tits was retightened until Agnes began to wheeze, bringing laughter from the group. One of them announced that the first half of the enema had been administered to Agnes, and now the other was to get the rest. The nozzle was yanked from her butt hole and replaced by a butt plug that kept the enema contained within her lower intestine. Mary did her best to remain stoic as the slick nozzle entered her rectal area and the first gush of cold water began to snake its way through her twisting lower intestine.
While Mary was taking her portion of the enema, the men were tormenting Agnes. She could hear the sound of punches being landed on her friend's bare body. She could even make a good estimate of which part of her companion's body was absorbing the various blows. They were certainly concentrating on her big firm tits that were almost as large as Mary's pair. Now and then a different sound indicated that blows were being delivered to her belly and even lower yet. The men seemed too be having a grand time pounding away at their helpless victim's trembling body. Mary could only grind her teeth and fight the first wave of cramps that radiated from deep within her lower intestine. It was going to be a very long night and filled with pain almost every minute.
Mary groaned as the strap crushing her chest was tightened still further. Worse still, a new strap was cinched around her midsection and it felt as if it was cutting her swelling belly in two. To add more to her allocation of misery, one of the twins worked her fist deep into Mary's birth canal and managed to reach her uterus before the enema was completed. She only struck that sensitive organ twice, but each blow sent waves of pure agony through her taut body. Mary's asshole was blocked with a second butt plug, and finally a gag was stuffed into her mouth and kept in place with tape, effectively muffling her moans and groans. The same had already been done to her companion. With a final twisting of her nipples and slaps across her goose bumped tits, they took their leave, laughing and wishing their captives a good night's sleep unless the animals of the forest found them first.
The two teens were soon battling the waves of cramps that radiated from deep within their bare bodies. Mary found herself sweating and then becoming chilled as the wind sucked the moisture from the surface of her shaking body. The wind picked up and she could see the trees bending to accommodate the pressure from the winds that whipped through the forest. There was a partial moon that provided some light, perhaps too much if there were animals prowling the forest foraging for food. Mary tried not to think of that or what was going on within her roiling guts. She refused to panic, realizing or hoping that her captors would not have left her and Agnes out in the elements if there were any chance that they would be seriously harmed.
Time passed slowly as the two friends twisted and turned attempting to shift their bodies into a position that would relieve the ever-growing pressure on their intestines. Mary's ears pricked up when she heard footsteps approaching the table. Moments later she could make out a form that soon turned into sister Harmony. Her eyes narrowed as she heard the nun speak.
" I brought you two something to help you pass the time. I'm sure sluts such as yourselves were not completely satisfied by the efforts of these rustics."
The nun showed the teen her hand that held a pair of vibrators. She smiled and placed one on the table by Mary's trussed body, before approaching Agnes who had eyes as big as saucers when she realized the nun was bearing toys. Mary could hear Agnes grunting and shifting her weight as the nun fed inch after inch of the long, thick vibrator into her dry cunt. From the sounds that issued from the table, Agnes was not exactly thrilled with what was happening to her. Then she heard a dull retort, followed by another and a strangled grunt from Agnes Watson. Evidently the vibrator had found its nesting place and was being properly seated by sister Harmony. Mary steeled herself for what was to follow.
Mary got the full treatment from the renegade nun. She played the vibrator around and around the entrance to the blonde teen's pussy and then began to tease the lump of dormant sex flesh that was usually up for anything having to do with sex. However the current situation was not conducive to sexual excitement, especially with the activity being generated within her bare body by the enema she had taken previously. Even the nun's fast tongue on her clitoris only roused a small fraction of Mary's interest. Sister Harmony grew tired of this uneven contest and slammed the plastic toy into Mary's cunt so hard that it drove the breath from her lungs. For a few moments she panicked, finding it impossible to draw air into her lungs. Then the nun pinched her nostrils together, cutting off her only avenue for air. Now Mary surrendered to fear and thrashed against her bonds only adding to her problem. Then she felt the nun's sharp teeth nipping at her ear at the same time she turned on the vibrator. Quickly the pressure on her nostrils was relieved and a knowing finger began massaging her growing clitoris.
Suddenly Mary was able to draw breath and she responded by humping shamelessly against that teasing pressure. Just as she was building up a good head of steam the vibrator was adjusted to give her maximum stimulation. Less than a minute later Mary had an orgasm, a small one, but nonetheless an orgasm. Sister Harmony chuckled at this astonishing reaction and stuck her pointed tongue into Mary's ear to tease the sensitive flesh and excite the teen to an even higher level of sexual excitement. Just as suddenly, she moved away and left Mary hanging. Inwardly Mary was a mass of contradictions and confusion, unable to vent properly under these trying circumstances. She secretly hoped that there would be other opportunities to enjoy the expert attention that this renegade nun could provide.
It seemed like only a few minutes before Mary was once more faced with sister Harmony. She could hardly believe what she was hearing from the former servant of the Church.
" I thought that oaf Blitzer would never get tired of doing me in every hole. I guess these outlaws don't have many opportunities to have sex with real live women. I know that the Schwimmer twins are already regretting their choice in joining this gang of sex-crazed lunatics. You should see the line waiting to use them! It's amazing after all they did to you and your little friend today. But enough of that; let's get you off this table and into the woods out of their sight just in case anyone happens to be wandering about at this time of the morning."
Even as she whispered, sister Harmony's fingers were loosening the straps and freeing Mary from her bonds. Once the teen moved to get down from the table, she was seized with cramps that doubled her up in agony. The nun encouraged her to release the enema she had been holding for what seemed like an eternity. While Mary voided and voided again, sister Harmony was producing a thick cloak for the teen to wear, along with a pair of sturdy boots that somehow fit her small feet thanks to the additional material stuffed inside them to take up the extra room. Mary was told to hurry up so they could flee into the forest. That's when she realized that Agnes was going to be left behind to be at the mercy of the Knights of the Flame. She refused to budge unless her friend joined them. For her troubles she caught a swift kick to her rump and a hissed warning that unless she did as she was ordered, the nun would leave without them. It was then that a hidden voice buried deep in her subconscious told her to follow the nun or be lost forever. It was a tearful Mary Katherine Gallagher who followed the nun into the forest, leaving her friend and boon companion behind to face the wrath of those who had originally captured them.
For the rest of that night the two of them walked as rapidly as they could in a direction determined by sister Harmony. Mary was too busy just trying to avoid falling or losing her way to notice that her companion would periodically stop and consult something she had on her person. Whatever it was seemed to give the nun a signal that she was moving in the right direction. Just before dawn they took a short break. Mary was relieved to be able to rest for a few minutes. Ever since leaving the campsite and Agnes, they had not exchanged more than a few words at a time separated by what seemed like hours of silence. Finally Mary was able to inquire about the mysterious item that the nun had in her possession. Sister Harmony smiled and held up a device the size of a CD. She identified it as a GPS receiver, which meant nothing to Mary, who shrugged off her answer. That ended their conversation and once more Mary followed the lead of sister Harmony, who took an abrupt turn from their previous direction and now headed east to greet the sun as it made the sky diffuse a few minutes after they started walking.
As the forest became brighter and more discernable, Mary's spirits rose for a time. Then it struck her that by now the gang that had imprisoned her and Agnes were probably awake and aware that she and the nun had fled the camp. She couldn't help but feel badly about deserting her dear friend, but she was unable to overcome the insistence of the nun concerning the importance of both of them escaping now or perhaps spending the rest of their days as part of this group of brigands. There was little truth in that veiled threat, but it would take more information before she realized the folly of her response to the nun's urging. They soon encountered a stream of fresh water and they took another rest to drink their fill and discuss what lay before them. It was then that Mary suddenly understood why only she, and not Agnes as well, were rescued by sister Harmony.
Rather than confront the nun about her allegiance, Mary remained quiet and bided her time. Acting innocent she inquired as to where their destination would take them. Sister Harmony smiled and replied that soon they would be in the loving arms of the Holy Mother Church. The trap had been sprung and Mary had no escape except to blindly flee into the unknown forest and hope for the best. She measured her opponent and concluded that the nun would no doubt be able to overpower her, or at least call for reinforcements. Mary had no idea where she was, and the prospects of trying to avoid capture by the Knights of the Flame or the Church were problematic at best. It would be better to wait and see what developed before acting. Her companion had been watching her carefully and had come to the same conclusion as Mary. Sister Harmony smiled and nodded her head toward the teen as if she had read her mind.
(To be continued - lex ludite)
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