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One thing was clear: Aisha, Sister Beth, and Valery were all addicted to Kristanna’s cum. They practically lived for it, not much else had been in their minds the past three days, except when to get their next dose. Aisha was very much aware of who to go for when she needed cum. But for Beth and Valery it was just a cock on the wall. None of them questioned who had such a giant cock and how that hole on the wall came to be there in the first place. By the third day, they didn’t even care anymore.

It turned out that the lock on the door of the Secret room was very old and rather simple. Aisha was able to essentially make a fake, improvised key that could lock and unlock the door whenever they wanted. She gave the key to Kristanna, the room stayed locked until the evening when the redhead sneaked in there. Sister Beth even managed to ease the patrol of the guards on her corridor so that she could also sneak Valery in her room and both of them could scream and moan without the risk of being heard.

The past three nights, after dinner, Kristanna went in the Secret room and waited for Sister Beth to “summon” her, which the nun did without failure. She stuck her cock in the hole on the wall to begin the fun. The nun brought Valery each time, apparently “cleansing her of sin” took time and several sessions.

Tonight was different, however. Kristanna had the idea in her mind all day to reveal her identity to both Valery and Sister Beth. The sex through the wall was getting old and repetitive. She thought about it from every angle, talked to Aisha about her intentions. She felt like at this point they were addicted to cum enough that they would end up rationalizing it in some way. Beth especially, as she was pretty deep into her “angel” narrative, beliving Kristanna to be some kind of divine power. The uncertain variable was Valery. Once the blonde girl knew about Kristanna’s secret, she could get bold and decide to expose her as a freak to the entire school and the nuns. The redhead wasn’t sure if just the fascination for her cock and cum would be enough to retain Valery from doing something like that. After all, she was an annoying cunt, to begin with. Used to bulling others for the fun of it.

On the other hand, Valery was also afraid of her schemes with doctor Schubert being exposed by Beth. She had just a few more months until graduation and would finally get out of this hole, back to her life as a rich, spoiled brat, “Maybe this is motivation enough to keep her in line”, Kristanna voiced to Aisha as they both talked, sitting on the edge of the bed in the Secret Room. The Hispanic girl shrugged, “It’s your choice, girl. I honestly don’t mind if things stay as they are, there is plenty of that cock for all of us.”

As they laughed together, Kristanna realized that she would probably never be more assured than she was right now. The situation was complex and anything could happen. She took a deep breath and let out a sigh, “You know what? Fuck it. I will show my face to them and “wing it” from there. What could happen? I end up branded as a freak in here? That ship has already sailed! Let them talk! Or maybe the nuns expel me back to the Smiths? I’d love it if they did that! I have little to lose.”

Aisha lowered her head looking a bit distressed, “I don’t want you to leave me though.” Kristanna smiled softly and placed a hand on her friend’s shoulder, “Don’t worry hun. There is life after this damn Camp. We will find each other.” Aisha nodded, but there was worry in her eyes still. She launched herself on Kristanna hugging her.

In their embrace, both of the girls heard muffled noises coming from the wardrobe, someone was in Sister Beth’s room. The time had come.

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EARLIER THAT DAY

“Stop it! Stop it! Please!” Mary begged as she crouched, naked and crying at the corner of the locker room. The girl was younger, insecure and overweight, always a target for Valery and her crew. This time they were surrounding her after the shower and making pig noises while laughing at her. Julie and Renata were the most vicious ones, actually cornering the poor girl. Valery was behind them, but her expression did not show much enjoyment.

Since she had been caught by sister Beth and taken to her room, Valery had gone into some sort of small existential crisis. The past three days she had been questioning the point of it all. She was never a strong believer, but Sister Beth’s constant talk about “cleansing her of sin” and her so-called “impure soul” was affecting her.

All her life she had misbehaved. Her parents never seemed to have loved her. They didn’t care much, always at work. When Valery did something wrong, they scolded her. But they always talked about how she had embarrassed THEM. Little it mattered what Valery reasons were. “The Krieger family is better than this!” They would say, always placing on her the responsibility to live up to their name. The family escort bayan topkapı name was what they cared about.

Frustrated, and most of all angry, Valery didn’t accept that she wasn’t a true Krieger. So she surrounded herself with those who looked up to her, saw her as beautiful and strong. And she bullied the weak, to prove how much better she was. But it never seemed to be enough for her parents. Throughout her childhood she kept that up, her behavior always escalating. Until her teenage days, she ended up sending a girl to the hospital with a badly planned prank. So her parents sent her to Camp of Blessing to finish her last year of High School, where she couldn’t embarrass them anymore.

At the Camp, Valery just did more of the same. In her mind, she was showing everyone how much she didn’t care, how far she would go from what they expected of her. Sister Beth had been the first who showed her a different path, who had seen her as somehow “worth saving”. As fucked up as the nun was, she wanted to help, and in her way that is what she did. Over the past days, Valery had experienced sensations she had never before imagined. She gave the nun and that mysterious cock on the wall immense pleasure. It felt great to do it, better than abusing others in the school. Valery had started to see the whole bullying thing as a waste of energy. She looked at all those girls, crying and running away from her, and somehow saw herself taking it from her abusive parents.

The cries from Mary drew Valery out of her thoughts and back to the locker room. She stepped in front of Julie and Renata and pushed them back, “Enough! Jesus, the girl is having a breakdown!” Julie and Renata looked at each other, puzzled at first. But as they saw Mary take the chance to grab her towel and run out of the locker room their expression turned to anger towards Valery. Julie questioned in an intimidating tone. “What is your problem, Val? The past days you are killing our buzz, yo! Ruining our fun, feeling bad for these idiots!? Are you turning into a fucking pussy?”

Renata complimented her friend’s remarks, “Yeah man! Do you have a problem with us?” Valery was still too proud to back away, “What if I do, hmm? What are you gonna do?” Both girls looked at each other, and without warning Julie ran into Valery, shoving her against the metal lockers. The blond girl tried to push back, but Julie’s shoulder was brushing against her nipples, making her legs weak. Any other day before her encounter with sister Beth, Valery would have won that fight. But no she didn’t have it in her anymore. Most had not noticed, but Valery’s body had changed quite a bit in the past days from her repeated exposure to Kristanna’s cum.

The hips and ass she never had before started showing, making her much more feminine. They were nowhere near Kristanna’s or Aisha’s, but the minor changes made a visible impact. Some pants she had would barely fit her wider hips. Her breasts were the ones to be most affected though. While they were big before, they had practically doubled in size, each one now bigger than her head. Her areolas stretched to match, and her nipples would be up to two inches long when hard. Their sensitivity was often overwhelming, certainly distracting.

Julie’s pressure against Valery’s newly grown tits was too much to bear, she moaned with discomfort and couldn’t fight the girl back. Julie pulled away, Valery lost her balance, leaning against the locker to try and stand. Her towel fell and her tits were exposed. Both Julie and Renata were confused to see Valery’s nipples fully erect and dripping milk on the floor. The blonde covered herself with her arms, she blushed, moaning and trying to get ahold of herself. Julie and Renata burst out laughing, “Hahaha what the fuck? Look at this fucking cow! Mooo!” Both began to mock and degrade Valery, who just wrapped herself on the towel again and stood there, with no reaction.

The “party” ended as one of the nuns rushed in the locker room, probably alerted by Mary who had managed to run out a minute ago when Valery intervened. All three of them ended up confined to separate chapels, without dinner until they completed an unreasonable amount of prayers. Kneeling at her small altar, Valery felt tears rolling down her cheeks. She kept seeing flashes of all those times when her parents scolded her, “You are ruining the Krieger name! I don’t know what to do with you!” Then she saw the girls just now in the locker room, “Big-titted bitch! Fucking cow! Mooo!” And lastly Sister Beth, “You are corrupted, your soul needs cleansing!” Maybe they were all right, maybe she did deserve it all.

It was clear not even her friends liked her. She never got anything from her friends at the former school, not even a letter. Julie and Renata were quick to turn against her. They never liked her, they just feared her, like everyone else she bullied. They followed her out of convenience, and once they no longer escort bayan kadıköy feared her then they treated her like all the losers they bullied. She called her victims pathetic and weak, but now she saw how she had always been the weak one. Valery stepped on others so she would feel better, but that had never worked. The only time when she felt truly amazing was in Sister Beth’s room. The first time that she experienced happiness, bliss even, was when being “cleansed”.

A hand touched Valery’s shoulder, she looked up to see sister Beth standing beside her and speaking with a calm voice, “Enough penitence, my child. Come with me for true salvation.”

For the first time since all of this started, Valery believed in Sister Beth’s words. With a smile in her lips, she stood up, dried her tears and followed the nun to her room.

As usual, Valery stood at the center of the room as sister Beth lit up her candles and prepared the altar to “summon the angel”. When she finished saying the words and pulled the cross from the wall, the hole remained empty. Instead of the cock that usually emerged, only the whispering voice echoed, “It is time you know who I am. Walk to the old room next to this one, the door is unlocked.”

Sister Beth was euphoric, she covered her mouth with both hands in disbelief, “Dear Lord! Finally! Come, Valery, let’s do as instructed!” Both of them walked out of sister Beth’s room and towards the next door. The nun turned the knob slowly, her heart racing. She pushed it and walked in, Valery followed closely. The room was completely dark, but as the door closed behind them a switch flipped and the faint light of the lamp in the room came on. Standing next to it was Aisha, by the foot of the bed stood Kristanna, already naked. Her massive cock and balls hanging from her crotch, unmistakable.

The nun immediately fell on her knees, “You! The new student! Praise the Lord for blessing us with your presence!” Behind the worshiping nun stood Valery in disbelief. She stared at Kristanna’s body, her impossible curves, the unreal dick she had learned to enjoy so much. But she didn’t say anything, there were no words for her surprise. Kristanna broke the silence, “Valery, I know we have our differences, but I think there is no reason for us to fight, I certainly never wanted to fight you”

For a moment, Valery just looked around at the soundproof walls, that big bed and the weird configuration of the room. Lowering her head and staring at the floor she finally spoke, “I… I don’t want to fight you, or anyone. I’m done fighting. Sister Beth is helping me see who I am, and so are you.”

Kristanna was surprised, to say the least. She expected some snarky comments. That wasn’t the Valery she knew, something had happened. Sister Beth stood up and caressed Valery’s face softly, “I am glad you see it that way”, she then turned back to Kristanna, “I have a million questions! Were you born like this? How is it possible?”

Kristanna didn’t want to explain herself, she didn’t even have the answers. “I think there will be time for these questions. But does it matter, Sister? I know who I am and what I want, you can see it, they can see it.” Kristanna pointed at Aisha, then Valery. “I just want to make my stay in this place enjoyable. I want to explore, evolve. You can go through this with me, as you have so far.”

The nun had tears in her eyes, she nodded, trying to keep her composure. “Yes! Yes, of course! Thank you!” She could barely speak any longer.

As Aisha witnessed that scene she sent a couple of stares towards Kristanna, moving her lips to say silently, “She is intense!”. The redhead had to hold back her laughter at the remark. She cleared her throat regaining composure and walked towards sister Beth, cock and balls swaying left and right with each step, “Now, you know why you are here. Let’s get rid of these clothes, you won’t be needing them.”

The nun was the first to begin removing her habit, except for the headpiece. Through the constant consumption of Kristanna’s cum in the past days, sister Beth’s dick had grown to reach the mark of thirteen inches when hard, being as thick as (and certainly longer than) her forearm. Each of the nun’s balls hung heavily in her sack, as big as a pear. They swelled bigger during sex before releasing her load, which had also more than doubled in volume at this point. Furthermore, she had grown at least three inches taller to reach 5’8″, and her body was much more well-shaped. Even at the age of forty-five, she had a perfect, athletic body that belonged in a fitness model. Her legs were toned, her ass firm and round. Above her flat abdomen, her perky breasts were flawless, like two firm oranges with rosy, puffy nipples. The modest habit she wore every day kept all of these changes hidden. But when she was naked her beauty was undeniable.

Valery also stripped, revealing herself for the first time to Kristanna. The redhead escort bayan fındıkzade bit her lower lip and stroke her cock softly watching those huge melons bouncing free. She looked around to see everyone getting naked. Aisha quickly got rid of her uniform. The body of the Hispanic girl had also gone through changes in the past days. Her ass got bigger, much more round and firm than before. Her hips also got wider, it seemed her entire bone structure at the waist area changed to accommodate the growth. On top of that, her clit reached the size of a very thick middle finger when hard. She could even stroke it when she masturbated thinking of Kristanna.

Immediately after undressing, sister Beth was already kneeling in front of Kristanna, her hands hesitated to touch the girl as she looked up looking for permission. The redhead just nodded and the nun immediately placed her hands on Kristanna’s ball sack, cupping each testicle in her palms. She massaged them tenderly, mesmerized by the fascinating body she had never had the pleasure to see through the wall, “You are divine!” Soon she licked the skin of Kristanna’s scrotum, watching her massive cock grow to reach its mighty twenty inches. The nun’s tongue traveled along the base of the shaft, licking the underside.

The cock worshiping session continued as Valery joined. Kneeling next to sister Beth she grabbed Kristanna’s shaft with both hands. She stroke it and placed soft nibbles on the head, taking in the oozing precum. Aisha positioned herself behind the redhead sucking on her clit and massaging her ass cheeks. Kristanna let herself be absorbed by the moment, throwing her head back allowing pleasure to course through her. She could feel precum pouring out of her cock slit into Valery’s mouth. As the blond girl filled a mouthful of the thick nectar, she moved towards sister Beth and shared the load in a passionate kiss.

Affected by Kristanna’s fluids, all three women moaned started to make out with each other. Taking turns between kissing and caressing the redhead’s balls, thighs, cock, ass, and pussy. With a shiver and a sense of eagerness flowing into her body, sister Beth turned her focus to Valery. She kissed her neck, squeezed her massive breasts with both hands, getting diving in the girl’s body. Her touch became more aggressive until she practically grabbed Valery by the neck and began lifting her, taking the willing girl to the bed next to them. Kristanna just watched with a smile as the nun crawled over Valery on the bed. She then spread the blonde’s legs wide in the missionary position, adjusted her cock against her cunt and pushed it inside with a grunt.

Kristanna turned around to face Aisha now, she grabbed the base of her thick cock swinging it up and down. The underside of her prick slapped against the girl’s face, thick strings of saliva and precum connecting them. Aisha had her tongue sticking out of her mouth, licking that cock with eagerness.

On the bed, sister Beth held Valery’s arms up above her head, forcing the blonde’s huge tits to be fully exposed. Gravity pulled the huge melons, causing them to lean naturally to each side of her torso. The nun’s hips moved like a separate part of her body, forcing more and more of her prick inside Valery’s cunt.

Valery had a blank stare, looking at the wall next to her. She seemed to have given up, letting herself be used and dominated. As the nun gained speed and rhythm she heard Valery’s faint voice whisper, “Harder… please…” Leaning forward into the girl the nun asked, “What did you say, my child?”

“I said… harder… punish me, p-please,” Valery spoke louder this time. The nun smiled and with a harsh thrust broke inside the girl’s womb. Valery arched her back and moaned, feeling her belly bulge. She had never felt more pleasure in her life, “Slap me! I deserve it! I’m filthy!” she began crying between her moans. Sister Beth grunted in ecstasy, smashing her pelvis against Valery’s. The nun raised a hand and slapped her partner across the face. She heard the girl cry, but then she slapped her again. A hunger surged in sister Beth’s eyes as she tasted that power, that control. Watching Valery beg and cry hit a button inside the sister that she didn’t know were there. She wanted more, she NEEDED more.

With her giant dick lodged down Aisha’s throat, Kristanna watched what happened on the bed, how sister Beth punished Valery. She saw the nun begin to pinch and slap the girl’s jiggling tits, making her cry louder. The redhead saw an opportunity to send Beth over the edge. She pulled back from Aisha, leaving the girl coughing on the floor, “Hang in there, I gotta do this”

Kristanna hopped on the bed, positioned herself behind sister Beth and pointed her dick down, slowly bending her knees. Sister Beth felt a warm, wet member touch her ass cheeks. She looked over her shoulder to see Kristanna positioning herself, “M-my angel…” The redhead did not let the nun finish her sentence, “Keep fucking her” She commanded as she found the sister’s pussy lips and pushed against them. The nun began to resume her hip thrusts, but when she pulled back now she felt Kristanna’s dick spreading her pussy open. As she increased her speed, Kristanna’s dick went deeper inside her pussy.

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“Eat me!”

“No.”

Her groan of frustration was loud and arousing. She struggled futilely against the ropes securing each ankle and wrist to the nearest bedpost. Her naked body glistened with sweat, and was dotted with red dried wax and nicely reddened from the previous whipping I had given her. Blindfolded, she could not see me, could not see what I had planned for her next.

My fiancée and I had spoken about this for weeks. For years, I had fantasized about having a beautiful young woman submit to me, accepting both pleasure and pain from me; for the past year, I had fantasized specifically about having my darling Kat in a position very similar to where she was at that very moment: bound and unable to escape, begging for more. She had long wanted to try some bondage play, and had initially broached the subject with me by showing me “some file I downloaded online last night,” and one thing led to another and we began to research and buy a few supplies and…

…and she was writhing in her bonds, the pair of vibrating bullets churning inside her and clanking together. I could hear those bullets, their sound obviously well muffled by the hot, wet confines of üvey kız kardeş porno her sex, and I smiled. That particular sex toy was a relatively cheap yet very powerful device, and I had not yet allowed her to experience more than half-power.

Kat has long loved to be eaten while having something inside her, so I was not at all surprised that she wanted to be eaten, not necessarily to have the power increased so she could finally cum. But I was not ready to let her cum yet.

On the other hand, that was exactly what I needed after having spent nearly an hour first adoring my restrained fiancée, then teasing her with the vibrating bullets, then adding a fair amount of searing heat and erotic pain to her existence.

At last, I began to undress. Clearly, Kat could hear the rustling of my clothing, for her head turned in my direction, “looking” at me with sightless eyes, her writhing continuing seductively. “Please!” she begged once more, her voice breathy and full of need, the lust within her extremely prominent.

“No.” I finished undressing, smiling to myself as I watched her worry her lower lip. Her whines sounded a little xnxx porno childish, like a little girl angry at not getting her way and about to throw a temper tantrum, but in this situation, it just gave the entire situation even more impact.

But, I did take some pity upon my bound fiancée. I moved toward the bed again, picked up the control box positioned between her spread thighs, and increased the vibration of the bullets to three-quarters power. Kat’s body lurched in response, causing her to pull nicely against the ropes which confined her to the bed, and an impressive squeal of relief ripped past her throat.

Her head was nicely supported by a pair of pillows, providing a good angle. I took advantage of that, mounting the bed, straddling her chest, and telling her to open wide… before filling her mouth.

I was treated to a wonderful fellatio. While Kat had always enjoyed taking me into her mouth, it was a particularly meaningful, particularly animated act on this occasion, most likely due to the combination of the twin vibrating eggs and the ropes which restrained her. Despite the limited range available to her due to her prone position, zenci porno her head moved nicely, her tongue danced around me, and the sounds she made reverberated teasingly through me before gracing my ears. She loved me with her mouth, accepted me into her with complete trust just as I completely trusted her, moaning from her desire and her need and her lust as I gently caressed her face and fingered her curls.

But eventually, I leaned back at last, vacating her dainty little mouth, stroking myself as she gulped down a fresh supply of air, and ultimately unleashing my seed upon her innocent-looking face, applying several new ropes to her beautiful form.

How I wished I could see her eyes, those large expressive hazel orbs which had captivated me first upon our initial meeting. To see my fiancée looking up at me while wearing my love would have melted my heart.

“Eat me, please!”

It was time. Kat had endured the pleasant teasing long enough. She had earned the right to experience her desired release. I dismounted my fiancée, dismounted the bed, and bent over to kiss her sweet lips only to be attacked as forcefully as she could with her mouth. My hand gripped a breast fiercely, and I swallowed her squeal, allowed her breath to fill my lungs and my heart.

But in time, I was perched between her spread legs, gently stroking her on either side of her buzzing sex.

“I’m not going to eat you,” I announced. “I’m going to devour you.”

Master Jack Ch. 01

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Author’s note:

The setting for this story could prove disturbing or challenging to many readers. I make no apology for that; how you respond is entirely your choice. However, I hasten to add that the story is not based on any sect, cult or other group, nor is any offence directed at any group in particular or towards groups of this nature in general. The story is entirely fictitious and bears no relationship to any group or organization to my knowledge,

I have based the story on the song “Master Jack” whose lyrics were written by David Marks, the original song being released in South Africa in 1967 by Four Jacks and a Jill. I have attempted to interpret the message from this song since then and note that there are a variety of interpretations described in various pages accessible through Google. The interpretation I have placed upon the lyrics is a fictitious account and is not derived from any ideas recorded online of which I am aware.

As usual, I do not condone, approve of or suggest that any activity depicted in this story is attempted in real life. It is, as I say, fiction and nobody in the story is based on or is meant to represent any person in real life. Any such likeness is purely coincidental.

Other than that, enjoy.

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I sat in the shop doorway, tears running down my cheeks. I wanted to die. I’d tried several times. Once I’d even got to standing on the rail of a bridge, but then chickened out and climbed back down. I ran in front of a truck, but he just swerved, slowed, swore at me then drove on. I wanted to die but didn’t know how to make it quick and painless. I was hungry; hadn’t eaten today and it was nearly dark now, and raining. I thought back to how I’d been thrown out of home when my parents found me nearly naked with my boyfriend Eldred. Didn’t they realize I was an adult and could do what I wanted? Didn’t they know that I was responsible for myself and nothing was going to happen because I was saving my virginity for when I was married? Eldred’s parents had reluctantly allowed me to stay with him and for a few days it was great, until they found us smoking weed. Then I’d been kicked out and he’d been banned from seeing me again. Old people are so narrow-minded!

So here I was, nowhere to live, no boyfriend or friends at all for that matter, parents disowned me; what was there left in life? I watched a bus go past, splashing water onto the sidewalk, grateful for the small mercy that it had not reached my doorway, but bending my legs just in case the next one splashed further. I rested my head on my arms across my knees and closed my eyes, going to my happy place: sunshine, white sand, seabirds circling, lapping waves on the beach, a beautiful spot which, maybe, one day, I’d find in reality. I felt rather than saw someone sit beside me, not touching me, just sitting, silently, waiting, like me. Another reject of society, maybe. I opened one eye and looked furtively. It was a woman, about 20ish I guess, kindly looking, not threatening in any way. I raised my head and looked at her directly.

“Hi,” she said, “I’m Adele. What’s your name?”

“Elizabeth.”

“That’s a beautiful name. So, what’s a sad Elizabeth doing sitting on a pavement in a doorway on a night like this?”

“Waiting.”

“Waiting for what?”

“I don’t know. Waiting to die, I guess.”

“That bad, huh.”

“No. Worse.”

“So, let’s figure this out. You haven’t eaten all day, you’re cold, lonely, have no place to go, nobody loves you, you’ve got no friends, no-one to turn to, no idea what to do and you haven’t even got the guts to kill yourself. That about sum it up?”

“Yeah, you got it figured out right. How’d you know?”

“I was there about a year ago too. It’s not a good place, eh. Much better where I am now.”

I sat a little straighter. I believe that sometimes the perfect person comes at just the right time. Maybe this was happening now.

“So where are you now?”

“I live at the Heart and Soul Community. It’s a group of people like you who have lost their way. It’s run by Master Jack, who takes care of us, feeds us, clothes us, provides us with comfortable accommodation, loves us and in return teaches us to do meaningful work for him and, through him, for God. It really is a wonderful place to recover from the trials of life.”

“So, they’d take on a person like me then?”

“They’d welcome you with open arms. You’d have time to recover, to find out who you really are, to enjoy life, to be loved by lots of people. Oh, and the meals are great too; you’d probably be put in the kitchen for a while and you’d be taught to cook lovely food.”

I felt my hungry stomach rumble at the mention of food.

“So how do I get to this place?”

“That’s the easy part. I’ll be collected in a few minutes from just down the road. I was on my way there when I saw you. Do you wanna come too?”

I knew I had to make up my mind quickly, like, now, and that if I rejected this offer Bycasino then I would stay where I was, possibly for the night. It was the only offer on the table, so it didn’t take me long to decide.

“Ok, I’ll come with you. But am I able to leave whenever I want?”

“Absolutely. You’re not kidnapped or anything like that. We’re all totally free to choose to do whatever we want to do, within certain limits, of course, we’re all there as a community so we all need to pull together and take our share of the necessary workload. But I’m sure you’ll love it and the people there will love you too. Come on, let’s go or we’ll be late and they don’t like us being late.”

She stood up and held out her hand, which I took and also stood, my joints protesting after several hours sitting on the hard pavement. A short walk brought us to the corner, where a few minutes later a car pulled over and we crammed into the rear seat. I was jammed between Adele and another girl about my age.

“Rachel, this is Elizabeth,” Adele introduced us, then also introduced Hazel and the driver Tony, in the front seats. They all said they were pleased to meet me and Rachel began quizzing me about my history while the front seat occupants listened in to my story. They were encouraging about the community, telling me what a wonderful place it is but seeming strangely reluctant to go into any detail.

“The details come later,” explained Rachel, “After you’ve been there for a while and been accepted by the group. Sometimes people can be very strange about communities such as ours, so we always have to be wary of newcomers because they may have been sent by the Devil himself to try to close down Master Jack’s good work.”

I agreed that this could be a possibility, knowing little about religion and God and the Devil. The warmth of the people in the car, as well as the warmer temperature, lulled me into a sense of security and drowsiness, so I lost track of where we were heading and after a while, we pulled up a driveway and stopped in front of a gate. Hazel opened the gate and Tony drove us through, collected Hazel, then continued up a long driveway to the community buildings. There we climbed out of the car and Adele took my hand and led me inside.

We entered a large dining room where many people were milling about, apparently waiting for us as, once we’d arrived, a tall, distinguished looking man rang a bell and instantly there was silence.

“Welcome, newcomer, please come forward and allow Adele to introduce you.”

Adele retained her grip on my hand and together we walked to the front of the room where she introduced me first to Master Jack and then to the whole group. Master Jack embraced me, then the whole group of people spoke in unison.

“Welcome to the Heart and Soul Community, Elizabeth.”

I heard myself reply “Thank you.” then Adele led me to the servery where delicious looking food was dished out onto plates. We took a plate each and Adele led me to the long table and had me take a place on the right-hand side of Master Jack.

“Tonight, you’re a celebrity,” she whispered to me, “Enjoy it. When a new person arrives in the community, we consider it a gift from God so for the first meal that person is treated like royalty.”

We sat and waited as each person in turn took a plate then found a seat at the table, all in an eerie silence. Once everyone was seated, Master Jack stood, said a prayer to bless the meal, then we all started eating and apparently talking was also permitted.

“I’ll be very interested to hear your story tomorrow,” said Master Jack, smiling gently at me, “I’m sure it will be interesting to see how God has directed you to come here.”

“Thank you. I’ll also be interested in hearing how this community works. Adele told me a very small amount about it, so I’ll be fascinated to hear the details from its leader.”

Master Jack turned away to talk with the person on his left and Adele and I chatted as we ate. Once the first course was completed, I felt more or less human once again, and was both pleased and surprised when dessert was announced. Once again Adele and I followed Master Jack to the head of the line and returned with plates full of fruit topped with ice cream. Once completed, we returned our dishes to the washing servery, then Master Jack spoke quietly with Adele.

“Master Jack has told me that you’ll be sharing my room tonight. Come and I’ll show you where it is.”

We walked outside to another building, apparently a dormitory of sorts, then to a room with a king size bed and an attached bathroom. It seemed quite luxurious but I was wondering about sleeping in the same bed as another woman.

“Oh, there’s plenty of space really,” replied Adele when I asked about it, “We all sleep with another person in king size beds. It’s just fortunate that my partner was moved a couple of days ago.”

I thought this a little strange, but as the saying goes, when in Rome do as the Romans do. Adele explained Bycasino giriş the schedule for each day, emphasizing that lights out meant no sound and lights out was at 11pm. We would be woken at 7am, then have some exercise from 7.30 to 8am, breakfast, then we would have our chores for each day. She explained that some people were taken to the city, where they collected money for the community as well as seeing if there were any waifs and strays who needed rescuing, as had happened to me last night.

“God works in mysterious ways,” she explained, “And He gives people in the city the opportunity to donate to His cause as well as choosing new members, like you, to be trained for His work. You should feel very honored to be selected for this work. However, some people are appointed to work around the community too, so you’ll probably do that for the first few months.”

I didn’t know about feeling honored right now, but I certainly felt tired and sleepy after the large meal.

“I think I’ll have a shower then go to bed,” I said, “If that’s fine with you.”

“Yeah, sure, there’s a towel you can use on the shelf. We could shower together if you want, it’s more fun.” She gave me a big smile and a wink. I swallowed hard; was she a lesbian? Did she want to have sex with me?

“No, I’d prefer to shower alone if that’s Ok.”

“Yes, that’s fine. Enjoy your shower.”

Adele put on some spiritual sounding music and sat, apparently meditating, while I showered. There was no door on the bathroom so she could have seen me naked had she looked, but then, we were both women so that was not really a problem, was it, I wondered? It wasn’t until I was dried that I realized I had a problem: what to sleep in. I only had the clothes I stood up in and I’d been wearing them for two days now so didn’t really want to wear them to bed. I wrapped the large fluffy towel around me and went into the bedroom. Adele opened her eyes and smiled.

“Good shower?”

“Lovely. It’s great to feel clean again. But I have a problem. I have no nightdress so was wondering if I could borrow one of yours please.”

Adele laughed before she replied.

“I don’t have any nightdresses, they’re actually not allowed in the community. As Master Jack says, God made us naked so naked we should be whenever it’s warm enough. So, in summer it’s usual for us to remain naked on warm days, and when we go to bed, we have covers to keep us warm so don’t need nightshirts or nightdresses. And you can take your towel off too, you don’t need to cover your beautiful body.”

I was very tentative about unwrapping, so she stood up and came to me, taking hold of the towel and unwrapping me as though I was a parcel. Then she stepped back and examined me as I tried to hide my breasts and pussy with my arms.

“Have you never been naked with someone else?” she asked.

“Yes, once with my boyfriend and my mother found us. That’s why I was thrown out of home.”

“Oh yes, I remember you mentioned that. Well, I certainly won’t be throwing you out of here, so don’t worry about that. Here, I want you to remove my clothing so we can both be naked as God intended us to be.”

Adele guided me to unfasten her top and remove it, then her bra, allowing her breasts to hang free. She took one in each hand and more or less offered them to me.

“Here, do you want to feel mine?”

I tentatively reached out my hands, realizing as I did so that I had now uncovered myself, and carefully held her breasts in my hands, recognizing that they felt just like mine.

“Can I feel yours too?”

“Yes, of course,” I heard myself reply.

“They’re very beautiful, firm and heavy,” she said as she cupped them. “Are your nipples sensitive like mine?”

As she said that, she started stroking my nipples, gently pulling them and giving them tiny squeezes. I had enjoyed doing this to them myself, but had never had it done by another person. It felt delicious, so I did the same for her, watching her close her eyes and smile as she felt the sensations and massaged mine a little harder to intensify what I was feeling. After a few minutes, she removed her hands from my breasts and stepped slightly back.

“I believe you were undressing me,” she said.

I knelt down and unfastened her skirt, then she stepped out of it after it dropped to the floor. She was standing in front of me now in a pair of very brief, lacy panties which hid almost nothing of her pussy. I hooked my thumbs in the waist band then, looking her in the eyes, I pulled them down her legs. I looked back at her pussy and noted it was shaved, leaving a trimmed vertical stripe of hair immediately above her clit hood.

“Oh, you shave?”

“Yes, sweetheart, I shave, and tomorrow I’ll probably have the task of shaving you, if we’re lucky.”

“Oh, Ok, I’ve often wondered what being shaved would be like. I guess I’ll find out. Why do you shave and why will I be shaved?”

“Master Jack says we need to shave because Bycasino güncel giriş it is not good to hide our most attractive feature from God behind a mat of hair. So, we’re allowed to keep a small amount but most must be removed. You hop into bed now and I’ll shower then join you.”

I did as she suggested (or was it a command?), then waited while she showered and dried herself in plain view, obviously completely unselfconscious about her body, which I had to admit was beautiful. Maybe God had good taste after all, I thought, grinning inwardly. She soon finished and climbed into bed, turning off the main light and leaving a dim side light on. At first, she lay alongside me on her side of the bed while we talked about a few general things until she brought the topic around to love.

“You know, this community is founded on love,” she said, “That’s the heart part of its name; the soul part being about God. Those are the two pillars of the community.”

“So, this love is the love that God has for us all then?”

“It’s love in all its various forms. It’s the love God has for each of us, sure, and it’s the love we have for each other, as well as the love we have for those significant others we choose to invite into our lives. But it’s not only platonic love, it’s sexual as well. After all, to exclude that would be to deny that God created us as sexual beings. Why would you want to do that?”

“Well, I guess you wouldn’t really.”

“Sex is God’s ultimate feel good act. So, when I caressed your breasts before it felt good, right?”

“Yes,” I admitted.

“And it felt good to me as well, both the touching of your breasts and the touching you were doing for my breasts. Did they both feel good for you in that way too?”

“Yes,” I had to admit, “But people say that it’s bad for women to love one another in a sexual way.”

“Ah, people say all sorts of things, most of them dead wrong. They say God doesn’t exist, but we know He does. After all, He led me to you and He led you here. So, they’re wrong about women not loving one another too. Our bodies were designed for pleasure by God; take your clitoris, for example, it is the only organ of our bodies whose sole function is to give pleasure. Why would He have done that if we weren’t supposed to experience this pleasure from love?”

I didn’t have an answer so remained silent. A few moments later Adele reached her hand over and began caressing my breast again. It felt wonderful and I felt the nipple hardening and becoming erect, as well as a tingling between my legs. I reached over and began gently massaging both Adele’s breasts as she used both her hands on mine. I closed my eyes, contrasting this beautiful loving touch and the wonderfully sexy and accepting sensations with the misery I felt a short time ago. I felt incredibly grateful to Adele and to God for rescuing me from myself. These thoughts were interrupted by Adele rolling towards me and kissing me on my lips, just a chaste kiss to begin with. It was I who took that kiss further, turning my head slightly sideways to avoid nose contact, then intensifying the kiss as I had on only two occasions with Eldred. I felt the same tingles between my legs as I’d felt with him also.

Adele moved so that our breasts pressed together, then she moved right on top of me and I felt her press her pussy against mine, mound against mound, as our kiss intensified. After a short time, she took her weight on her arms and grinned at me.

“Still think we shouldn’t do this?” she asked.

I shook my head.

“Then let’s keep going.”

She slid down my body until her mouth was level with my breasts, then she cupped one with her hand while placing her lips over the other nipple. As she massaged one with her hand, she sucked the nipple into her mouth, biting it ever so softly with her teeth as she licked it with her tongue. It was wonderful. Waves of never-before-felt sensations raced through my body then ended at my clitoris. I’d massaged my clit before now, even bringing myself to orgasm on a couple of occasions, then had suffered days of needless guilt. Perhaps tonight I would experience the beautiful sensations again. I surrendered to the sensations until I noticed that it wasn’t just a tingling in my clit any more, her other hand was rubbing it gently, using my copious arousal juices as lubricant. I felt an instant of panic, then I consciously relaxed, trusting Adele to know what she was doing and learning from her so I could reciprocate in a few moments and give her the same pleasure she was giving me. After all, I rationalized, pleasure is free, it costs nothing and it’s oh so wonderfully enjoyable. And God made it so it must be good.

After Adele swapped hands and breasts and continued her stimulation for a while, she suddenly sat back and grinned at me.

“My turn now, darling, then I’ll teach you some more tricks.”

Adele lay on her back and I did to her what she’d been doing to me, enjoying the sense of power I seemed to have over her as my hands and lips gave her such enjoyable sensations that she would just lie there, her eyes closed, head rolling slowly from side to side, moaning softly. Then it was time for my next lesson.

“Ok, lie on your back again and spread your legs wide apart.”

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