Mary's Summer Camp Adventures

                    Mary's Summer Camp Adventures - Chapter 26

       The priest noticed that the area in which the mother superior and her assistant were seated had been sealed by a tent-like arrangement, shielding them from the other first class passengers. He could not resist seeing if what he suspected was really happening. He acted innocent and announced himself, inquiring if the mother superior had been taken ill, and if so, could he be of assistance. A muffled voice asked him to wait until there were no prying eyes and then enter.

       It was as he suspected. The mother superior was lying on her folded down seat, naked except for her white utilitarian bra. Her chunky legs were spread apart revealing a thick patch of pepper and salt pubic hair that ran wild from an inch or so below her navel and feathered out over her thick thighs. She had her arms clasped behind her head showing her hairy underarms. Her assistant was naked except for a pair of black bikini panties that seemed out of place for a daughter of the church. What she was doing, also bordered on the sacrilegious.

       The older nun looked up at the priest and smiled, absolutely nonplused by his presence. Chaos chuckled and observed that the younger nun had been busy for quite some time based on the amount of pussy juice that glistened on her face from brow to chin. She laughed and confirmed his observation, then directed her assistant to move to the right and lick a bit harder. The cleric brought up the trouble she and her assistant had encountered at the security area and the nun glowered and put the blame entirely upon the head of her youthful assistant.

       "Once I get her alone and away from prying eyes I plan to remove a substantial amount of skin from that body with a few of my toys that are currently down in the baggage area."

       He smiled and replied.

       "This would not then be a good time for me to hear her confession, would it? From the looks of things, she is committing some very serious sins and they must be confessed and penance given, before she can be absolved even conditionally."

       The mother superior grunted and sighed as the nun found one of her sweet spots and busied herself making sure that it was properly cleansed and comforted. The priest blessed the mother superior and clucked like a mother hen whose offspring had gone away from its home in the coop, as he watched the nun lick and suck her way across the jungle growing between the older woman's thighs. He bid them farewell for the time and returned to sit by father Fleshman so he could recount his visits to the two heretics and the mother superior and her assistant.

       He thoroughly enjoyed hearing about his companion's adventures and casually mentioned that the assistant was in for a few unpleasant surprises once they reached their ultimate destination and he got his hands on her naked body once the mother superior finished with it. They sat back and waited to see who and for how long he or she disappeared into the galley.

       The scene that greeted the thin, black-eyed woman once she entered and locked the door to the cabin was not what she expected. Mary's body had been rearranged to make her anal area easily accessible, and from the looks of her distended sphincter, someone had already used her harshly. She was fairly certain that the tall, thin priest with the shaved skull was responsible. The other heretic was pale and trembling, with bruised tits and the nipples sore and swollen. Someone or thing had been actively using her cunt, which was still oozing traces of pussy juice.

       She pulled the gleaming cylinder from her smock and approached Agnes, who began to cringe and cry. This only made the woman more excited about what she planned to do to these defilers of the church and its teachings. She pressed the button on the side of the instrument and watched the arc of electricity bridging the pair of electrodes that were mounted at the front of the device. What she held in her hand was a miniature version of a cattle prod capable of dealing a wallop despite its size. To check out its power she pressed the rod against the inside of Agnes' right thigh, up by the teen's pelvis, and pressed the button, holding it down.

       The surge of power made the muscles in the region of the strike contract tremendously, then created a wave of cramps that made her entire body quiver. Satisfied by the reaction she got from the teen, she began to torture the girl, moving the prod from one area to another and delivering varying doses of electrical power. First the armpit took a jolt, then down along the rib cage, moving every half foot or so to the girl's hip, leaving behind some small regions of blistered flesh. Then she went across her abdomen, pausing to make the skin and muscles ripple like waves as the electrons surged through her sweating body.

       By now Mary was fully conscious and paying close attention to what was happening to her friend. She was totally frustrated by her inability to make any noise to distract the woman. Poor Mary just had to wait her turn and watch the terrible torment that Agnes was enduring. Now the cabin crew woman laid the prod between Agnes' cunt lips and smiled. The girl was frantic, moving her naked body as much as she was able, but not enough to dislodge the prod from its position. The prod was pushed upwards until it was against her clitoris. The moment contact was made, she fried Agnes' love button, making the girl nearly rupture herself as she mindlessly fought to tear free of the straps and manacles holding her to the structure.

       The torture went on, the prod moving to her other armpit where it exploded once more. Agnes was on the verge of a nervous breakdown, helpless and unable to do anything to protect herself from the terrible pain that was generated every time the button was pressed. Then outside forces intruded, rescuing the terrifed teen from her torment.

       The aircraft encountered sudden turbulence that sent everyone not strapped into their seats flying in every direction. Agnes and Mary suffered no harm whatsoever, being tightly coupled to the structures that were firmly attached to the floor of the cabin. They were completely safe. However the same was not true for the woman, who was flung against the wall and struck her head, rendering her senseless.

       The buffeting of the plane ended as suddenly as it began and order was quickly restored among the passengers in the main cabin as well as first class. The cabin crew immediately realized one of their number was missing and likely in the little cabin just past the forward galley. It took about ten minutes before anyone was free to check into the small room to ascertain the condition of its occupants. The dazed woman was assisted from the cabin and ministered to in the forward galley, where her injuries were diagnosed to be minor.

       Sister Tortura checked on the status of the teens, noticing the tiny burn marks over certain portions of Agnes' body and the rearrangement of Mary to make sodomizing her much easier. She was sorely tempted to move her so that the cylinder jutting up from the platform could be once more buried in her tight asshole, but thought better of it. However she did give into her urge to punish Mary's pouting pussy, so fetchingly arranged for her strap. At first she thought one or two swift strokes of the leather would satisfy her urges, but it inflamed them instead. The nun was not sure at all exactly who was in control here. She was whipping the teenager with a fury that was not her style. The good nun was well known for her disciplined behavior, even when she was dealing out severe corporal punishment to her charges. What was possessing her?

       Had not her companion, sister Styx, realized that she was taking way too much time checking on the teens, the nun might have turned Mary's genitals into raw bleeding meat. As it was, her cunt lips were swollen to the point that her gash had disappeared, morphing into a ridge of crimson flesh. Her inner thighs were covered with welts and some cuts and the nun had just begun working on the backs of her legs.  Sister Styx had to pry the strap from the hands of the nun, who seemed to be under the control of some outside force.  Then abruptly the good sister snapped back to her old self and acted stunned at what she had wreaked on the helpless teen. Sister Styx ordered her to return to the front cabin and send father Fleshman to her.

       By the time the cardinal's aide arrived, sister Styx had made sure that the injuries to Mary and Agnes did not require medical attention, and both were conscious and alert. He listened impassively as she related what she had seen and how sister Tortura seemed to be under the influence of something existing outside of her. He coupled this information with the sudden turbulence that had injured one of the cabin crew while she was disciplining Agnes, and the strange chill that settled in the cabin while father Chaos was in here, and a picture began to appear of a creature no one could see but who seemed determined in one way or another to protect these two heretics.

       Father Fleshman broke the news to the head of the cabin crew, who was less than enchanted about her people being forbidden to enter the front cabin unless it was a grave emergency. She was doubly irritated by the fact that she was also included in this instruction. Trying to force the flight crew to obey the same order was no simple task despite his relatively high position in the church hierarchy. The captain was bound and determined not to be deprived of what he considered to be part of his compensation for this trip. No amount of arguing or cajoling would change his mind on the subject.

       The cleric was not in this position for no reason, and so it was that he came up with a solution that satisfied the captain and further ingratiated himself with the mother superior when she was made privy to what was transpiring in that little cabin up forward.

       "I think your idea is a brilliant one and certainly it will teach my wayward assistant to be more diligent in representing and supporting me in my endeavors to serve the holy mother church. She needs to be taken down a peg or two and this just might be the way to do it. I'm sure that our gallant captain will enjoy his little treat as well."

       Mary was astonished to observe the male member of the cabin crew along with the cleric, who saved her from the security people at the airport, enter and remove Agnes from the structure.The teen made no attempt to escape as they cuffed her hands behind her back, placed a hood over her head and hobbled her with a short length of chain before covering her body with what looked to be a cape. As soon as she was removed from the cabin, a nun who Mary had not seen previously entered the small room and began to disrobe.

       This one had a marvelous figure shown to advantage by the lacy black bra and matching bikini panties, not the standard underwear worn by the sisters in the convent where she came from. Once she was naked, the cleric strapped her to the structure in such a way as to make her hind quarters available for one interested in using her tight rear entrance for his or her pleasure. He did not gag the nun, instead promising her a penance that would cause a great amount of physical pain over a long period of time, if she attempted to call out for help . When he asked her if she understood the meaning of his words she nodded and closed her eyes.He could not resist tweaking her good sized nipples, bringing a gasp of pain from her lips.

       Perhaps ten minutes after the cleric had taken his leave the door was unlocked and the captain of the flight crew made his appearance. He was quite taken by the beauty that had been substituted for Agnes, and quickly undressed, revealing a good sized sex organ that was already well past half staff. From the nun's body language, she was uncertain about how this liaision would turn out. If the truth be known, when it came to members of the opposite sex, sister Harmony was clueless. She was about to get the short course in sex between the sexes, and she took to it like a duck to water, much to the delight of the captain.

       In parallel, Agnes was getting an introduction to the mother superior's pubic mound, and was making the most of this opportunity to get on the right side of the powerful nun. This was a no-nonsense, hands-on, education the teenager was getting, and she was making the most of it, much to the delight of the middle-aged nun.

       The captain proved to be a skilled lover and he brought sister Harmony along very carefully, teasing her with little kisses and bites on various portions of her rounded, curving body. The nun was fascinated by his whiskers and so like a perfect gentleman he went down on her and gave the novice at love between the sexes a good example of why hairy men was so damned sexy if they knew what they were doing. One thing led to another and soon the captain's rock hard cock was knocking on the door to her tunnel of love as he described it.

       His entry brought forth a gasp, a sigh and then a loud "Oh my goodness gracious!" The next thing Mary saw was the two of them locked into a rhythm that could not be taught. You talk about a couple made for each other, this was it! Mary got a little misty-eyed at this point as she watched the lovers go at it like they were starving, which possibly they might have been..... for each other.

       What absolutely astonished Mary was the ability of the captain to not only fill the nun to capacity via her cunt,  but to quickly recover for another round, thanks in part to some great mouth action  from his partner. Things then proceeded to get surreal as he took her anal cherry as well, with hardly even a grunt from the nun as his thick cock burrowed between her butt cheeks. Little did the mother superior, who was having a grand time with Agnes, realize that she was in the process of losing her trusted companion and gal pal.

       Two hours later, the aircraft was given permission to land in Munich. It was a pensive pilot who brought the plane to a near perfect landing. After all he had some very precious cargo on board that he didn't know about until a few hours ago. So for that matter did the priest, different but extremely valuable for the institution that was his life. What was past was but the prelude to Mary's summer camp adventures.

                               ( To be continued - lex ludite )