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Chapter
12. The Sisterhood of Spite.
Clair’s
Gift.
A neat, starched, Sister Gloria walked into Clair’s
light and airy bedroom and looked down onto the sleeping girl’s beautiful,
naked body, lying uncovered on her bed, the sheets piled up on the floor, where
she had kicked them during the night.
“Oh, yes.”
The buxom woman smiled to herself as she moved to the window and pulled back
the curtains. “She’s still having restless nights then.” She thought, as the
sunlight washed across the stirring girl’s pale, plump naked flesh. “And,
judging the way her hand’s covering her fat cunt, still frigging herself to sleep each night. Still, she is looking much
better this morning. Even if she is still bruised a little
from her Rape Ceremony. The bite marks show up well on her pale flesh.
The Slut makes me quite wet. The insides of my thighs are soaking to my
stocking tops.”
After her
ordeal, Clair had been delirious for the first four days. The Rape Ceremonial
seemed like some horrifying cross between a nightmare and a vivid wet dream, in
which she had experienced excruciating pain and exquisite sexual pleasure at
one and the same time. During her frequent masturbation sessions she had found
she now needed to hurt herself nearing and during orgasm and that her orgasms
now lasted longer and were much more intense than ever before. Her big, walnut
sized nipples had been stretched a lot longer by her constant abuse of them as
she frigged herself. She had been left in a state of high sexual arousal during
and after her four, sweat soaked, days of orgasmic delirium. While lying, half
conscious and restless in her bed, she had masturbated continuously. Either
milking her big enhanced tickler or tugging on the two great inflated plugs the
Abbess had ordered embedded in both her arsehole and cunt, to ensure that her
newly expanded openings remained grossly dilated.
Yesterday
Clair been much more herself, so Gloria had removed the inflated plug from the
girl’s arsehole so that she could have a good shit. To Gloria’s amusement,
Clair’s turd was as thick as a man’s wrist. She had taken the pan to show the
Holy Mother and they had a good laugh at the sight. Of course, after wiping the
girl’s bum for her, Gloria had replaced the plug into Clair’s rectum and re-inflated
it.
“Come on,
little Slut.” Called the buxom Nun. “Time
for you to wake from your dreams of big pricks.”
Clair
stirred and slowly opened her big china blue eyes. Her fingers had already
started squeezing her big clitty and her hips rocked gently against her hand.
Looking up, she met the gloating stare of the plump and pretty Nun, whose full
lips were twisted into a lustful pout of desire.
“Come on,
then.” The lecherous woman leered. “Juno will be here in a second to relieve
you of your crap. You ate like a pig yesterday, so you must be ready for it. So out of bed this instant.”
Clair
reluctantly rolled off the mattress and stood, stretching languidly, on the
bedside carpet.
Once again
Gloria’s hot eyes swept over the girl’s voluptuous body and she could feel her
own big tickler throb in response. The girl’s big, bald cunt was now
permanently swollen to four times its original size and bulged out like a pale,
split melon, from between the plump flesh of her full, white thighs. Its
bloated, wet, inner lips protruded out of her raw red crack and hung down two
inches to spread out around the base of the widely inflated cunt plug that
filled her swollen belly to her womb.
The plump
woman motioned to the girl to turn around. Blushing, prettily and looking up at
the taller woman from under her long eyelashes, the curvy blonde turned her
lovely body until her beautiful back was to the big Nun.
Gloria
sucked in her breath between her even, white teeth, at the lascivious sight.
Clair, looking demurely, back over her round, pale shoulder, at the obviously
aroused Nun, hollowed her back and rounded out her big, full fleshed bum, as
she had been instructed to do when exhibiting her fat arse.
Sister
Gloria’s smouldering eyes fixed on the girl’s rounded buttocks. The firm white
flesh, still showing pale blue welts across their smooth skinned surfaces, and its
deep groove spread apart around the big, swollen, pink lipped ring, that
stretched, tightly, around the large, inflated bum-plug, embedded deeply in
Clair’s shit packed bowels and bulged out her big, pouting arsehole towards the
drooling Nun.
Just then,
through the curtained door came Juno, naked and wobbling prettily as she
hurried in carrying a large white dinner plate and a big wine glass.
Gloria,
her pretty face flushed deep pink, turned to the Slave girl.
“You are
late, Bitch!” The older woman snapped.
“Sorry,
Sister.” Juno panted. “The Holy Mother said to tell you that if things are as
they were with Clair yesterday, she would like me to collect her morning
offering on this plate and her piss in this wine glass.”
“The
Abbess is very inventive.” Gloria laughed, as she led Clair to a heavy table
with a polished top. “All right, Slut.” She addressed the plug stuffed girl.
“Get up onto the table and we’ll do what the Holy Mother has ordered.”
Clair,
exhibiting a lot of her plugged openings in the process, climbed onto the
smooth table top. When she was standing on the polished top, the blonde turned
around and looked down on Gloria, standing before her in her black and white
habit and, licking her full, pink lips lasciviously, thrust out her big,
swollen cunt towards the plump Nun’s flushed face.
Gloria
eyed the girl’s offered cunt, lecherously, her mouth still twisted into its
lustful pout. Clair’s smooth, round, pale mound bulged out around the wide base
of the plug and the Nun could plainly see the thick, creamy juice, dribbling
down over the puffy red lips and running onto her cunt-plug’s wide base, to
drip onto the carpet and trickle down over the plump inner flesh of the girl’s
full, white thighs.
“Just
squat down there, with your thighs spread.” Gloria instructed and the girl
squatted down as she was told. “Rest back on your hands and the balls of your
feet and thrust your cunt out so I can get a good look at it.”
Again the
girl obeyed. When she was positioned as the plump Nun wanted her, on her spread
fingers at the back and up on her toes and the balls of her feet at her front,
the pose was extremely lewd. Sister Gloria moved her wimpled head closer to the
blonde’s stretched open cunt and, with the bald, grapefruit sized mound just
two inches from her eyes, looked at it closely.
“Let’s
just get rid of this first.” Sister Gloria said as, putting her hands on the
base of the slippery plug, she released the valve and, with a ‘hissss’ the
swollen shaft deflated. “There we go.” The big Nun grinned as she slid the
cream covered plug from the relieved girl’s big, gaping cunt and handed it to
Juno. “Now let’s see how it’s looking.”
At the top
of the girl’s stretched wide crack, just below where her big, swollen clitoris
thrust right out from under its clipped and inadequate hood, there the big Nun
could see, nestled in the folds of wet, red
flesh, Clair’s pouting pisshole. As the Nun looked, the hole winked and
gaped.
“Slut.” Gloria said, addressing Juno, but never taking her
eyes off Clair’s twat. “Bring me that big glass jug from the washstand.”
Juno
scuttled of and quickly brought back the jug.
Taking the
jug, Gloria placed it between Clair’s spread open thighs and under her offered
cunt.
“There,
now.” The Nun smiled sweetly up at the girl’s lovely face, which was smiling
right back at her. “You piss into this jug, like a good girl, for the Holy
Mother.”
Still
smiling, Clair strained slightly for a few moments and, under Gloria’s watchful
eyes, an amber jet spurted, forcefully, out of her gaping pisshole.
The Nun watched
in delight, as the gushing, steaming jet splashed and gurgled into the jug
until, the vessel half full, the flow dribbled to a stop.
Gloria took
the jug and filled the wineglass full with the golden liquid and gave both back
to Juno to return to the washstand.
“Stand up,
my dear.” She smiled at Clair.
Clair
stood up and, once again faced the Nun.
“Spread
your knees and bring your big cunt down a little.” The Nun continued. “Juno
will suck it dry for you.”
Juno,
hurriedly thrust her face foreword and, when Clair had brought her cunt to the
little Slavegirl’s sweet lips, she drew the blonde’s pisshole right into her
mouth and sucked it, the big swollen tickler and all the surrounding flesh,
with relish.
“AAAAAAAAAAAAH!” Clair sighed, as she humped her cunt,
vigorously, at Juno’s mouth.
“That’s
enough of that.” Gloria chuckled, pulling the young toilet Slave away. “You, Slut. Turn around, bend your knees and grip your
ankles.”
When Clair
had complied with the order, she was crouched down with her big bum fully
rounded and pointed at the laughing Nun. In this position the blonde’s
arsecheeks spread wide open and exposed her terribly stretched and swollen
anus, bulging out, towards Gloria.
“Just hold
on a moment, Slut.” Said the Nun, her hands on the Bum-plug’s
wide base. “We’ll have this out in a moment.”
There was
another short ‘hissss’ and with a ‘slurp’ and a ‘plop’ Gloria had drawn out the
deflated plug, leaving Clair’s bulging pink arsehole in a gaping pout with a
four inch bore.
“There.” Said Gloria, admiring the girl’s big arsehole. “I don’t
think that will be going back to normal. The Holy Mother will be very pleased.
Now, let’s put it to some use.”
The plump
Sister placed the big white dinner plate on the table between Clair’s feet.
“Squat
down on your heels.” Continued the big handsome Nun.
Clair did
as she was instructed. Balancing on her spread toes and the balls of her feet,
she squatted down until her plump arsecheeks settled down to spread over the
backs of her pretty pink heels. Supporting her self at the front with her hands
placed, fingers spread, between her wide open thighs, she hollowed her back and
looked back, saucily, over her shoulder, at the flushed faced Gloria.
The buxom
Nun’s smouldering eyes were fixed on the young blonde’s full round arse as its
plump cheeks spread open and it’s big, pink anus, pouted and gaped enticingly. Watching
her through half closed eyes, Clair saw the big woman move her left hand to her
breast and squeeze the big globe in her fingers. She saw the Nun run the tip of
her tongue over her full red lips and press the fingers of her right hand into
the junction of her thighs and rub at her groin, slowly.
“Am I
doing it right, Sister?” The young blonde asked with a giggle.
“Oh, yes.”
Answered Gloria, in a husky voice. “You are doing it,
beautifully.”
And she
dropped her left hand and, thrusting it under the giggling girl’s big bum, she
ran her fingers over the blonde’s bulging, cunt and cupped it in her palm.
“There.
Does that feel better?” The Nun’s eyes met those of the lovely Slavegirl and it
was Clair’s turn to moisten her lips.
“Yes,
thank you, Sister.” She replied, with a flutter of her eyelashes. “I’m all
ready for you, now.”
“Well,
then.” Said Gloria as she withdrew her hand and straightened
up a little. “Be a good girl for Sister and shit a turd on that nice, shiny
plate.”
Gloria
watched, still rubbing her cunt through the long, black skirt of her habit, but
kept her lust filled eyes moving from the blonde’s beautiful face to her gaping
red arsehole.
Clair, her
big blue eyes fixed on the buxom Nun’s pretty, desire flushed face, her own beautiful features grew red as she strained her
bowels.
Both
Gloria and young Juno, who stood beside the Nun, stooped over, their eyes fixed
on the blonde’s big, bulging bumhole, saw the seventeen year old’s deleted anus
push out and pout as if asking for a kiss. It then gaped open alarmingly and
the round end of a huge turd slid a few inches into the world.
“Ooooooh! Sister Gloria!” Gasped Juno,
awestruck at the sight. “She’s giving birth.”
“It
certainly looks like.” Gloria laughed, her eyes fixed on Clair’s distended ring.
“And a big brown baby it’s going to be. Come on, darling.” She encouraged the
straining girl. “Push hard!”
“GNNNUUH. NNNNGH. GNNNNNNNNNNGH.” The grunting blonde strained, as the huge
turd slid, steaming, out of her grossly distended arsehole to drop, firmly,
onto the white plate. The two watching women saw her big anus snap shut, fart
once and close to a shit coated pout.
“Is it
just the one, my dear?” Asked Gloria, with a grin.
“Well, I’m not surprised. It’s as big as a log. What a lovely gift. Holy Mother
will be very pleased with that, I know.”
She turned
to Juno
“Don’t
just stand there, you lazy Bitch.” The plump Nun cried.
“You are the toilet Slave. Lick her pretty arsehole
clean and suck it well. The Holy Mother will be sucking at it within the hour,
I’m sure of that.”
And while
Clair, a smug smile on her lovely mouth, lifted her bum so Juno could get at
her shit ringed bumhole, Sister Gloria took up the plate and carried it, with
it’s steaming offering, to the bedroom of the waiting Abbess.
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