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Mary's Summer Camp Adventures

Chapter 9

MARY'S SUMMER CAMP ADVENTURES

					
					Chapter IX
	
	
	Undeterred by the manifestations of the Evil One, Father Morecock had
the battered girl taken down to the dock for a brisk turn or two around the
lake, a favorite of his for refreshing his charges so they could absorb more
punishment as penance for their imperfections and infractions against the Holy
Spirit. After Mary's manacled ankles had been secured to the motorboat's
towline, the hooded girl, her wrists cuffed behind her back, was ready to go
"water skiing". At a signal from the priest one of Mary's cabin mates, Mistress
J, gunned the engine and then threw the boat into gear, jerking Mary's naked
body up onto the cold surface of the lake.
	
	The priest sat at the stern of the boat shouting instructions and
watching the results as the girl's naked body skipped along the surface like a
stone, or plowed a frothy wake as she was submerged beneath the surface. He
particularly enjoyed watching her body bounce erratically as the boat took a
zigzag course across the water. After making a wide turn at the edge of the lake
he directed the operator to go at top speed to the other end. Once this was
accomplished he had Mary hauled out of the water to check on her ability to take
another tour.
	
	Mary Katherine Gallagher's body was very cold and when the hood was
removed, her pale, bluish face, lips the color of an overly ripe plum, and eyes
open but unfocused was revealed. Her nipples were stiff from the cold and her
breasts barely moved, so shallow was her breathing.  The good father ordered
that the girl be placed over the drum located at the middle of the boat and be
given a thorough rolling in order to force the water from her lungs and stomach.
Within a few minutes she was coughing up part of the lake. Once she had regained
her senses they gagged her with an oily rag, but removed the plug from her
nostril before zipping her head back under the hood.
	
	At a nod from Father Morecock, Mary was tossed from the back of the boat
and once more dragged across the lake at a high rate of speed, the boat
fishtailing from side to side to force the girl to plow beneath the surface.
After about ten minutes of water skiing and snorkeling minus the snorkel and
skis, the priest decided to see how far they could get Mary to fly. The first
attempt failed when her body missed the ramp and instead plowed past it
completely submerged. Another pass was quickly initiated and this time the
possessed teen was launched into the air, landing with a huge splash and then
burrowing beneath the surface for almost half a minute before the boat gained
enough speed to force her naked body to again start skipping like a stone across
the lake's surface.
	
	This time Mary was unconscious when they brought her into the boat. The
girl's body was blue from the cold and she was not breathing. They unzipped the
hood to discover that she had vomited up a considerable amount of bile. Near
panic ensued as they frantically rolled the teen's cold body over the drum and
pounded on her back in an effort to get her lungs to clear and begin
functioning. Father Morecock even mumbled a prayer or two as he watched the
motionless body being moved back and forth across the metal barrel's smooth
surface.
	
	When at last Mary began to cough up the water that had filled her lungs,
everyone relaxed. Father Morecock however soon became angry with the girl
because of the fright she had caused in him. He grabbed the strap that hung from
his waist and began to lay into the naked teen with a fury. Mary was unable to
protect herself, her wrists and ankles still secured. Again and again the
leather found her cringing body and bit deeply into her pale flesh. The priest
zeroed in on her hard nippled breasts and landed blow after blow to them. Then
he switched to her shaved cunt and scored repeatedly on that tender area as she
scurried to find protection from his well-aimed blows. Then as suddenly as it
had begun, his attack ceased. " You will suffer dearly for the discomfort you
have caused me to endure! " he spat at the girl as she blubbered loudly, her
shaking body curled protectively into a fetal position.



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