It was my first night at St. Marta's School for women,
and had woken up when my roommate slid in to my bed with
I had arrived with all the other girls, supposedly all
raised in a religious environment, and all having a
mother who had gone here before us. My mom and dad had
never let me date, and the internet was something sent
by the devil to lead me into temptation. I had been a
little shocked at some of the language the other girls
used when the nuns weren't around, but tried to not let
My roommate, Leila, was from California, and had the
blonde, blue eyed, big breasted look that my dad said
the 'Californicators' had. She seemed really nice
though, talking and chatting about all kinds of stuff.
She did make me blush when she watched me take my school
uniform off and put my pajamas on, since she saw my
panties, and I think she saw my breasts before I put my
There wasn't much there, but I had squeezed them once
before I became too embarrassed, and they filled my
hands. Leila's were twice that size, making me blush
really hard when she just pulled her clothes off in
front of me. "Leila!" I had squealed, turning away when
I looked up to see her naked. It was a couple of minutes
later that I realized she didn't have any hair in her...
place. She had laughed and said something about us being
girls, and we all had the same stuff.
So when she slid into my bed I wasn't sure what she
wanted. I froze as she slid forward and spooned against
my back. Her arm went over me, with the other under my
pillow. I could feel her hips pushing into my... behind,
making me feel... odd.
"I'm homesick," she whispered, "can I sl**p with you?"
I nodded, not sure what to do. You can't very well tell
someone who tells you they're homesick to get the hell
away from you. What if she killed herself?
We laid like that for a while before I realized her hand
was on my belly. It felt super warm lying against my
pajama top, feeling like it covered my whole tummy. I
sort of tensed up, but she kind of let her hand rub my
tummy as she whispered in a sl**py voice "What? Hmm,,"
then seemed to fall back asl**p. Her hand though kept
moving in a twitchy sort of way, making me kind of...
Her thumb touched the bottom of my breast a couple of
times, before she stopped twitching. I woke up really
late to realize she had moved, and now her hand was
resting on my breast, sort of laying over it, but kind
of cupping it too.
My nipple was hard, making me blush, even though no one
could see me. It sort of felt good as my nipple pushed
against her hand when I breathed in and out. I almost
gasped out loud when I realized my... place was getting
wet. Oh my god, this had happened before. Mom had said
it was arousal, and was meant for making it easier for a
man's thing to go into a woman's place. This was bad.
I must have twitched slightly, because Leila muttered
something and pulled me tighter, making her hand pull in
against my breast. I felt so ashamed when I sort of
moaned and I felt my place tingle. It took forever to
fall asl**p, my body sort of going hot and cold as
little flashes would run through my breast. Leila was up
when I woke up, saying, "Rise and shine sl**py head, got
to go learn some stuff," She stopped and gave me a
serious look before saying, "Thanks for letting me sl**p
I smiled shyly and told her it was fine. I wanted to say
she shouldn't do it again, but how do you say something
like that without sounding like a really mean person.
The school uniform was a bit of a shock for me, since I
was used to long dresses. It was what I guessed was
standard catholic school wear, but the skirt only came
to my knees, and the white blouse was somewhat see
through, making it so you could see my bra if the light
We didn't even have jackets to wear, just a blouse. I
was blushing constantly as I realized I could see other
girl's bras too. I sort of followed Leila, hanging
behind her as she chatted and talked with everyone. I
envied her being able to do that. A couple of the girls
had the top buttons of their blouses open, meaning you
could see the tops of their breasts.
We had three different teachers during the day, each
covering two subjects. s****r Martha, s****r Mary and
s****r Joanne. Martha and Mary were really young for
teachers, probably not more than twenty five, and Joanne
was about thirty five I thought. My daily counselor was
s****r Beth, though they said I probably wouldn't have
one past the first four weeks since they rotated the
girls. She was only in her twenties too, and looked so
pretty and happy.
The classes were fairly nice, the s****rs all seeming to
like us and not being harsh or mean. I felt awful when I
found myself looking at s****r Mary's bosom as she was
sitting at the desk. Not that anything showed, but it
swelled her habit and made me... uh no I was horribly
embarrassed when s****r Beth started by asking about sex
and if I had done it, telling me she was surprised how
many girls did before coming here.
When I said no, she told me she was proud of me, but to
remember that forgiveness was always there for those who
strayed. Everyone strayed at some point and we were
required to accept and forgive the flaws of others. She
asked me about masturbation and seemed doubtful about my
having never done it, then was even more impressed when
she finally believed me. When she asked about arousal I
blushed and told her about Leila and her hand.
"Betsy," she said, "I'm proud that you were able to
overcome your own fears to comfort Leila like that," It
took me a moment to figure out what she said, then I
said "You mean... it wasn't... like bad?"
She kind of laughed and said, "You didn't approach her
for that did you?" When I shook my head vigorously no,
she said "so you did it for her," s****r Beth patted my
hand and said, "Many of the girls become home sick, and
cuddling in bed gives them comfort. I have seen many
times when a girl will massage another girl's breasts in
her sl**p, I think because it comforts them by bringing
back memories of being a c***d," "Oh," I said slowly,
"So... so it... it isn't bad?"
s****r Beth smiled warmly and said, "Betsy, it says such
good things about you that you would let your roommate
do something you find personally uncomfortable."
"Oh," I said again.
"If it is uncomfortable for you, or you don't wish to
comfort her, let me know and we can find another
roommate for you,," s****r Beth said.
"No," I said, "no, I... I don't mind if you think... you
know... it's ok."
s****r Beth gave me a hug and said, "I think you are
very sweet for doing it."
Leila had me join her for lunch with some other girls,
and when one of them said a bad word, Leila frowned at
her and said, "Julie, don't use words like that in front
of Betsy," Julie looked really surprised, but I gave
Leila a shy smile of thanks, not having the courage to
say that myself. One of the worst things about the
school was the showers. They were communal. Really they
were. three of us girls had to share them.
I almost screamed when I walked in to see a tall girl
name Susan washing her breasts when I came around the
corner. She laughed and said, "Come on Betsy, we're all
girls," I blushed horribly, but sort of backed under a
shower, trying not to let everyone see me. When Susan
walked by on the way out and said, "See ya later," I
could see her place was bare like Leila's was. Mine had
started growing hair when I was thirteen, so I wondered
what had happened to theirs.
When Leila changed clothes in front of me again I was
tempted to ask her about her hair but was too
embarrassed. She saw me looking, making me feel like the
most awful person in the world. She was really nice
though and just gave me a little smile and went back to
putting her clothes on. Leila slept with me again, and
at first I was nervous, but she just put her arm around
me and rested on the blankets.
It wasn't until later that I woke up with her hand
cupping my breast. I sort of froze, trying to decide
what to do, but remembering what s****r Beth had said,
just tried to relax. I made a soft squeak when her hand
squeezed my breast a little as she made a kind of sad
whimpering noise. I held still, realizing she must be
missing her mom. Her hand kind of squeezed and pushed
against my breast for a while, making my place wet
again. Really wet. My nipple was sort of sending little
shocks through me and I found my hips kind of moving on
I made them stop, but sort of breathed heavily as it got
harder to breath for some reason. It went on like this
for a while as I started panting a little, having
trouble taking deep breaths as my place got wetter and
wetter. Then it stopped and she sort of relaxed and her
hand let go. I shocked myself by being disappointed, but
told myself it was because I wanted to be sure Leila was
Leila was super nice to me the next day, including me in
the groups with her friends. I didn't say anything, but
everyone was really nice because she was my friend.
s****r Beth asked me about Leila, so I said, "She uh...
did like you said."
She nodded knowingly and said, "I sort of expected it
Betsy. She works so hard to friendly and nice all day,
I'm sure all her fears come out at night. You said you
spent time with her today?"
I nodded and said, "Everyone likes her, and she kind
of... brings me with her."
That got a warm smile from s****r Beth as she said,
"Yes, she's hiding her own fears and loneliness to make
you feel better. You really are the best roommate she
could have gotten," She must have seen something in my
face, because she said, "Is something wrong?"
"It... it's just that... you know when she does that," I
s****r Beth took my hand and looked at me seriously to
say "Betsy are you wanting to tell me it makes you
I blushed horribly as I nodded.
"Oh Betsy, and you let her do that,," s****r Beth said,
making me think I was going to hell, but then added "you
are like an angel sweetheart. You've never even
masturbated and you would do this for a sweet girl you
just met. I am so proud," That got another blush because
she was praising me for something I thought she was
going to say I would go to hell for. I couldn't look at
her as I said, "But... but it makes me... you know...
so... so what should I... do?"
She was holding my hand and as I finished stuttering the
question, she reached up to stroke my cheek as she said,
"You are doing an act of kindness for a poor, lonely
girl Betsy. I know you personally do not like what she
is doing, or how it affects you, so you must believe I
don't think you are a bad person for this," she sighed
as she put her hand down to hold mine in both of hers as
she said, "You don't know the feelings associated with
arousal, so it will probably shock you as they happen,"
she shook her head sadly and said, "It may be more than
you should do for Leila, Betsy. I'm sorry to say that it
may become intense enough for you to orgasm, and I
wouldn't want you to be traumatized.
"This kind of sacrifice isn't something everyone is
capable of Betsy, and you should never blame yourself if
you are not one of those who can make it," That was a
lot to a take in... orgasm? I had heard of it, but
didn't think I had ever had one. But I also didn't want
to walk away from a soul in need.
"I... if you don't think I'm... well bad... I suppose I
could try to help," I said softly.
s****r Beth stroked my cheek again as she said, "You are
the sweetest, most caring girl I've seen here Betsy,"
Susan was in the shower again when I came in, washing
her breasts just like last time. She had large, firm
looking breasts, but I didn't think it should take that
long to wash them. Leila kind of looked sad when we were
getting ready for bed so I asked what was wrong. "I miss
mom," she said softly I smiled and told her I
understood, and she could sl**p with me again if she was
lonely. She looked like she might cry as she hugged me
and said I was the best roommate.
Leila fell asl**p right away as she snuggled up, and her
hand moved to my breast as I was almost asl**p myself.
She didn't do anything for a while, and I was close to
falling asl**p again, when she began squeezing.
I let out a long breath, trying to keep from letting out
a moaning noise. The feelings were really intense,
almost as if the previous nights had built up inside me.
She did this for what seemed like forever, but was
probably only ten minutes, then her hand twitched and
fell down a little. It ended up snagged inside my pajama
top, her finger tips touching my bare breast on the
We stayed like that for a couple of minutes, then she
made one of her sad noises and her hand twitched a
couple of times. I realized it was kind of snagged in my
top, and it was making her twitch more. I reached up and
undid the top button so she could pull it out, and
planned to put it back, but her hand slid up and cupped
my breast again, my top pulled open and her hand on bare
skin. I had to open my mouth wide to keep from making
any noise as I let out a long breath. My place was very
wet now, and it felt really strange, almost like an itch
that I had to scratch, but deeper.
I wanted to move my hips and rub them against something
to make it better, but couldn't move. Then she began
squeezing again. I was leaving my mouth wide open as I
tried to breath quietly, but I found myself making soft
noises as I sort of clenched my thighs and my... place.
When her hand kind of rubbed my nipple a couple of
times, a shock ran through me, making my body clench
tight and some kind of... feeling ran from my place up
to my head.
I was kind of twitching and moving my hips as I felt
like pee on my legs. I wasn't stupid, so I knew that was
female juice that we use to help men, but it was the
first time I had done that. I was sort of lying in bed,
my body totally relaxed, and I realized, drooling a
little when I fell asl**p.
I was so embarrassed the next morning, but Leila just
looked over and said, "You must have had a good dream
Betsy, we all have them, nothing to be embarrassed
She really was the nicest person. During s****r Mary's
class I saw a girl one row forward, with her hand under
her skirt, sort of rubbing her place. I almost gasped
when the girl next to her reached over and did it for
her. When s****r Mary saw them I thought they were in
for it for sure, but she just twitched her fingers for
them to separate and gave them an understanding smile. I
was really confused.
I had a lot of questions for s****r Beth, that was for
She started by asking about classes and any issues, then
asked how Leila was doing.
"Um... it... you know... happened," I mumbled.
"She snuggled with you," s****r Beth asked absently.
"Um... no... the thing... you know... orgasm," and I
whispered the last word
She smiled and patted my hand before saying, "Oh, I
thought something bad. That's normal Betsy, like I said.
An orgasm is sort of your bodies reward for certain
acts. In this case it's for doing something nice for
your roommate. It did feel good right?"
I nodded vigorously, so she smiled again and said, "It's
fine than Betsy"
"Oh," I said slowly, then looking down I said, "Um
s****r Beth, during s****r Mary's class, two girls, well
one girl, then two girls, well they... um..." then I
faded out, unable to continue.
"They cheated?" s****r Beth asked sternly.
I blinked, startled and said, "No, no, they well touched
their place," She looked confused, then comprehending as
she said, "Their vaginas?" That got a fierce blush from
me as I ducked my head and nodded.
"Well," she said, "did s****r Mary separate them?"
I nodded, so she said, "They really shouldn't do that in
class, so I'm glad Mary stopped them. There's a time and
place for things like that, and class isn't one of them
in my opinion. But some teachers don't mind, so it's
kind of up to the teacher."
I was gaping at her in surprised, "What?!"
She looked confused for a moment, then said, "You had an
orgasm didn't you Betsy?" When I blushed and nodded, she
said, "Didn't it seem like it would make you crazy, and
want to rub your vagina?"
God my face was going to burn up as I nodded yes.
s****r Beth sort of shrugged and said, "I don't think
you've dealt with arousal like that much Betsy, but some
girls get like that a lot, and it makes it very hard for
them to concentrate. Picture sitting in the classroom
feeling like you did last night, wouldn't you want
someone to help you?" My eyes were blinking like crazy,
trying to process what she was saying. "But... but I
thought that was bad?"
s****r Beth looked confused, then said, "Well, doing
that for money, or with a married person, or for ungodly
pleasure would be wrong. But you are just teenage girls
going through the change Betsy. Your body is forcing you
to become aroused, and there's really little you can do
about it. Many girls allow boys to put their penis in
them because they are so aroused, which is why there are
so many teenage pregnancies." She kind of frowned at me
and said, "I think it is much better if a friend helps
you relieve the arousal like that, then allowing a boy
to do it for you."
"Oh," I mumbled.
s****r Beth gave me a sort of pitying look and said,
"Don't let it worry you sweetheart, this is a lot for
you to take in I think. Most mothers have explained
these things before the girls come to school, but every
now and then someone like you comes here. If you have
questions, I'll be happy to answer them for you if you
wish. You concentrate on your schoolwork."
"Oh... okay," I said softly, kind of feeling like an
idiot now. I was kind of in a daze after that, and Leila
took me under her wing and chatted with me.
We were sitting in the room in our pajamas talking when
I got up the nerve to ask Leila about some of it.
"Um Leila," I said slowly. "Can I... ask you something?"
"Sure Betsy," she said brightly "Were friends, you can
ask me anything."
"Oh... um," I mumbled, "do you... I mean do you get
like... aroused?" and I barely whispered the last part.
Leila shrugged and said, "Yeah, of course, everyone
"Oh," I muttered, "what do you... you know... do?"
She waved a hand and kind of tossed her head as she
said, "Well sometimes I can ignore it you know, but
others, well, you just can't. Mom said when it gets like
that you have to relieve it or it'll make you crazy
enough to want for anyone to touch you, including a
"Oh," I said softly again. When I didn't say anything
she said, "I had a friend back home who would help and I
did it for her, but I haven't met a friend like that
"H-help?" I asked.
She looked at me in confusion and said, "Yeah, you know,
does things to allow you to orgasm so the arousal goes
away. It's much easier when someone else does it because
god made our bodies that way. Mom says that's why girls
talk themselves into letting boys do it if you wait too
"Oh," I said stupidly for like the thousandth time "You
don't have to be embarrassed if you need to do that. I
haven't yet, but you won't mind if I did it myself would
you? I can go somewhere else if it bothers you?"
"Oh... no... um that's ok... I guess," I said slowly.
She smiled and gave me a hug before saying. "Thanks
Betsy, I wasn't sure, you seem kind of... unaware
sometimes, but you're like the nicest person here."
I smiled a little at that and said, "Um yeah, I think
maybe mom didn't... you know, tell me stuff."
Leila kind of bounced on her bed as she said, "Meh,"
with a finger wave "Just ask s****r Beth, she'll show
you what to do if you don't know."
"Oh," I said again.
She eventually told me about a trip to Disney she took
with her f****y and it sounded like a lot of fun.
We were giggling at the stuff she did, but it did sound
like her mom was really nice about things. I was kind of
surprised to find myself disappointed when Leila didn't
massage my breasts, just putting her arm around me. She
must be getting more comfortable here.
My education continued the next day when I walked into
the shower to find Susan and a girl name Rosa in there.
Rosa was rubbing Susan's place, while Susan was holding
tight to Rosa. I stopped embarrassed, but Leila walked
in behind me and said, "Oh, you know, what we talked
about. Go ahead, I'm sure they'll be done soon." She
kind of pushed me in, following me. Susan was leaning
against the wall with Rosa standing in front of her, her
head on Susan's shoulder, and her hand in Susan's place.
It looked like her fingers might actually be inside her
place, but that couldn't be right. I couldn't help
watching as Susan began moaning loudly, then let out a
sort of scream. She kind of held onto Rosa and panted
for a bit, then Rosa stepped back and put her hand up to
Susan's mouth and I watched her lick her woman juices
off of Rosa's hand. I turned away when Susan looked up,
but found myself sort of panting as I washed up. I
realized at one point I had washed my breasts for a
while and stopped.
I was really embarrassed to find my place damp with
arousal, but made myself ignore it, a little worried
about what would happen if I kept ignoring it.
A girl in front of me in s****r Martha's class was sort
of touching her place, but s****r Martha saw me looking
and kind of frowned at me, so I looked away. I was
mortified when s****r Martha had me stay back to talk.
"I know you wanted to help Amy, Betsy, but she's just
going to have to try to wait until after class," s****r
Martha said, getting me to look at her in shock and
saaid, 'Um... uh... what?"
She looked confused then and said, "Isn't that what you
were thinking? s****r Beth says you are a super sweet
and helpful girl, so I thought you felt bad for Amy,"
"Oh," I said, my stock answer to everything. "I... um...
I'm sorry." I didn't want to say yes or no since that
would be a lie, but didn't want her to think bad of me
She patted my shoulder and said "You are an angel dear.
s****r Beth thinks so well of you," I was kind of
floating over that, so smiled at s****r Beth when I came
in to talk. We talked about class work, and what I was
interested in for a while, then she said, "Is everything
else good dear? Is Leila doing ok?"
I nodded and she said, "Wonderful, I think you're very
good for Leila, she seems so happy. s****r Mary says you
were so sweet today, wanting to help poor Amy too, but
Mary really doesn't want you girls to do that in class"
I blushed crimson, but stuttered out a "Oh... of
"I take it then that you've learned how to do that for
your friends?" s****r Beth asked, "Well... um," I
stuttered s****r Beth gave me a suspicious look and
said, "Are you deceiving me about something Betsy? You
really don't seem like that kind of girl," Now I was
mortified, so I said, "Um... no... not really... but...
I watched two girls... so you know I thought if I...
helped?" god it sounded dumb. But s****r Beth smiled in
relief and said, "Oh, okay. That really is sweet of you,
wanting to help before you've even really learned how
yet." She patted my hand and said, "I wish all the girls
were like you Betsy." Oh I was really a bad person.
"If you want to learn, you might ask Leila to help,"
s****r Beth said absently as she filled out a couple of
forms "if you asked, I'm sure she will show you how to
do it," she kept writing as she said, "I'll explain to
her that you're embarrassed because you didn't know
Oh god. How do I stop this? Oh... she'll think I'm a
terrible person now. I was kind of dragging a little
when Leila and I went to the room and Leila eyed me a
couple of times.
When we had our pajamas on she said, "Betsy, don't be
upset, s****r Beth told me and there's nothing to be
embarrassed about," I sort of moaned, but didn't say
anything. She came over and put her hand around me and
said, "I know you worry about me, but I don't mind doing
this for you. I would feel awful if you wouldn't let me
help after you've been so nice to me." Oh god.
She sounded scared when she said, "You... you do like me
right, you're not... like going to act like were
friends, then treat me like... well..."
"No!" I said quickly, "No, we're friends Leila. I'm
sorry, of course you can... can help." I almost moaned
in despair as I realized what I had said.
She hugged me tight and said, "Oh thank you Betsy. The
girls at my last school would act like I was their
friend, then would be mean to me for fun. I... I really
felt... well... it was bad," The last came out really
I closed my eyes and sighed softly before saying "So
what do I need to do Leila,"
She sort of bounced in place and said, "Well, it sounded
like you were trying to help another girl during the
day, so I'll show you how to do it that way. Since it's
you and me at night, we won't need to do that now since
we can do that anytime you want," She was smiling so
sweetly at me.
"Ok," I said slowly.
"Here' she said "Put the skirt back on so I can show
Resigned to my fate, I pulled my pajama bottoms off and
slid the skirt on over my panties, then sat down next to
She was smiling chirpily at me as she sat next to me and
said, "Ok, now it's best not to make a big production
out of this because it distracts other people," she held
up her hand and said, "so you want to make it sort of
subtle like this," Leila looked ahead like she was
watching the board, and let her hand fall on my knee. I
gasped a little as she let it slide up my thigh, pushing
my skirt up.
I stared at her hand until she said, "No Betsy, you have
to keep looking forward. It's mean to the people around
you if you are really obvious, because it makes them
aroused too, then what do you do?"
I looked at the far wall with her as her hand slid up to
rest against my special place. No one had touched me
there except me and the doctor. I let out a long breath,
staring straight ahead. Her fingers began stroking over
my panties, sort of pushing in against my place. Spikes
of... something kept shooting through there into my
stomach. After less than a minute she pushed in harder,
getting a small moan from me.
"Try not to make too much noise Betsy," Leila said as
her fingers turned to push into me a little as she
stroked up and down "It distracts people," I felt a
little sweat run down my neck as I let out long breaths.
I could feel my panties becoming wet with my woman
juices as she stroked.
"Now," Leila said, "It can be awkward depending on how
you're sitting, but putting your fingers against the
vagina works best," I almost gasped at the word, but
knew it wasn't really bad, so held it in. I let out
another soft moan when her hand moved up a little and
her fingers pushed into the top of my panties. When her
fingers touched my... vagina, I had to tilt my head back
and tighten my body as strong feelings surged through my
I was close to when I orgasmed before, my hips kind of
moving on their own, and my breath coming in gasps. Her
fingers were so warm as they slid between the folds of
my place, my juices making them very slick. I didn't
realize it, but I was making long grunting noises when
her fingers found a spot at the top of my place that
felt like a bolt of electric pleasure shot through me,
making me let out a short screech and orgasm on her
She held her finger on that spot, making me shudder and
thrust my hips around as my head tilted all the way back
and I seemed to orgasm again. When it finally stopped I
sort of slumped over against her, panting and sobbing a
"Wow Betsy," Leila said, softly, "I don't think you do
that enough. You had a lot of arousal stored up."
I couldn't really speak, just panted and quivered in her
arms. I think I fell asl**p like that. I was a little
dazed the next day, but Leila was really sweet, telling
me what a great friend I was. For the first time since I
arrived none of the girls seemed to be helping each
other with their arousal.
s****r Beth was a little worried for me though and said,
"Leila talked with me Betsy. She was just a little
worried, and seemed to think you might be putting off
arousal relief to long."
"Oh," I said softly, a little worried since Leila had
mentioned that s****r Beth sat down and put an arm
around me before saying, "Some girls try very hard to
avoid it, but it catches you eventually. What if it had
been a boy with you and he was touching you, would you
have had the will power to stop?"
I blinked at that, not really sure I would have. It felt
so incredibly good I almost forgot it was even Leila
"I-I don't know," I said.
s****r Beth nodded slowly before saying "Exactly.
Eighteen year old girls can probably go two, maybe
three days, but I wouldn't put it off longer than that."
My mouth dropped open in shock as I said, "Two days?"
She gave me a pensive look, then said, "Betsy I'm
beginning to worry a little. I think you might need
professional help. If you've been repressing everything
your whole life, I'm not sure you should be around the
I was horrified as I said, "What? No... no s****r Beth,
I'm ok, really!"
She hugged me for a second, then leaned back to say
"Maybe dear, but I worry about the other girls. You're a
bundle of suppressed arousal, and it will make the other
girls more sensitive too. I really think it might be
better to find an..." She stopped at my look, then said,
"Betsy, I'm not being mean, but I don't think you
"Please s****r Beth," I sobbed, "I'll fix it, I will.
What do I need to do?"
She sighed, then looked at me and said, "Honestly now
Betsy, until you came to our school, had you ever gave
yourself an orgasm?"
I sobbed in shame and shook my head no. She sagged a
little and shook her head, but gave me a 'ok' look as I
sobbed, "It will take weeks to bring your system into
line Betsy, and you'll need to do extreme arousal
techniques. You've repressed years of arousal sweet
girl, and it will be a lot of work for us to help you.
The s****rs would have to work with you in the evenings
just to help."
I was crying hard, so she pulled me into her lap and
rocked me for a moment, then said, "If you're willing to
work with us, I guess we can try. You are a very sweet
and special girl, and you've been willing to help
I hugged her tightly for a moment, then she moved me
back to look at me sternly and say, "This will take a
lot of sacrifice by the school Betsy and I can't have
you decide to quit part way after we put a lot of time
and effort into this."
"I won't!" I cried, "I'll do anything."
"Ok," she said soothingly, "we'll try some things and
see how it goes," she looked at me like I was a problem
she needed to solve, then she said, "Part of the problem
is you're embarrassed by things the rest of the girls
take for granted."
I had stopped crying and was listening desperately to
what she said, really kind of mad at mom for putting me
in such a bad situation.
"What I'm going to recommend is a phased approach to
this Betsy," s****r Beth said in a doctor kind of voice.
It made me feel better for some reason.
"We'll have Leila help you at night, probably doing what
she did last night. What exactly did she do for you,"
s****r Beth asked. When I started to duck my head in
shame, she touched my chin and made me look her in the
eye as she said, "Embarrassment is for when you are
doing something wrong. Being shy and sweet is nice, but
acting like what a friend is doing for you is shameful
hurts their feelings." I wanted to cry again, but nodded
and tried to not hurt her feelings.
"Um... she had me put on my skirt, then she sort of...
um, put her hand on my leg. Then she... uh... slid it up
and touched my... place," I sort of whispered.
s****r Beth shook her head despairingly and said,
"Betsy, if you can't say it, how can you do anything
with it." She nodded as she reached some kind of
decision and said, "I think we need to f***e you over
this by having you call it something that will embarrass
you. I want you to say pussy when you are talking about
I gaped at her in shock, but she just looked at me in a
stern way and said, "Everyone here is going to be
working hard for you Betsy, it seems like you could put
a little effort into this,"
Oh. She was right. Everyone else would be doing so much.
I felt like a total bad person, so I nodded and said,
"she touched my... p-pussy." My place was getting a
little wet, making me feel really bad. She rubbed for a
while, then put her hand in my panties and... and
touched my pussy again," I said all of this as strongly
as I could, still blushing, but talking.
"How long did she have to do that?" s****r Beth asked,
looking at a paper as she talked "Um... I'm not really
sure, maybe a minute or two," I said s****r Beth looked
at me in surprise, then said, "You orgasmed a minute or
two later?" I nodded, worried at her upset expression.
She sighed and said, "Oh Betsy, you really have
repressed yourself," I was worried she would change her
mind, but she finally nodded and said, "You orgasmed,
cleaned your juices, then what?"
"Um... what?" I asked.
"Then what did you do dear. You know after you completed
the ritual," she asked impatiently 'Um... ritual?" I
asked She blinked at me for a moment, then said, "Betsy,
you do know about how husbands and wives perform their
sexual duties don't you?"
"Um... duties?" I asked miserably.
"Oh lord," s****r Beth said despairingly again. "At
least you mother fed you, because she didn't seem to
tell you anything." Sighing she said, "It is a wife's
duty to give her husband a place to slake his lusts,"
she looked at me until I nodded my understanding.
"You are dealing with your arousal, but men are much
worse, being driven to have sex constantly by their
bodies," s****r Beth said, "When married, you may bring
him to orgasm three or four times a day," Um... what? I
thought. Three or four times... a day?
Almost as if she read my mind, s****r Beth nodded. "This
becomes a problem during your monthly, or if you are not
wanting to become pregnant at the time," She waited for
me to blush, then nod that I understood.
"So much of the time you will use your mouth to satisfy
him," s****r Beth raised an eyebrow, so I shrugged my
confusion. She sighed, then pulled out some drawers and
came back with a plastic... man thing. I blushed
horribly, but she raised an eyebrow at me and made me
listen. "Like this," she said, the slowly pushed the...
thing into her mouth before slowly moving her head back
and forth on it. She pulled it out and said, "This
simulates him like using your vagina, and allows you to
still take his seed. It is a sin for him to cast his
seed anywhere except his wife's body."
I nodded at that.
"If he wants to not use your mouth, he may use your ass
for the same thing," she said, then stopped at my look.
"Oh Betsy," she moaned "Please tell me you know about
how the woman uses her ass for sexual closeness when the
woman cannot allow the man to use her vagina," I blushed
and a tear ran down my face I felt so stupid.
I had never even heard that. In my butthole? That...
that seemed... wrong. s****r Beth gave a disappointed
shake to her head and said, "I'm not going to start on
that right now, you have enough things to concentrate
on. Anyway, the ritual. If a man uses a woman's vagina,
but does not want her to become pregnant, he will
withdraw his penis prior to orgasm, and allow the woman
to take his seed in her mouth. You understand that
"Um... yes, I guess," I mumbled.
She sighed but continued "So when you help a friend or
she helps you deal with your arousal, you are to clean
your juices off her in honor of the purpose of orgasm"
"Oh," I said thoughtfully. That sort of did make sense.
She patted my hand, still acting a little like I was
slow in the head. She looked at her watch and grimaced
before saying "I had hoped to have time to bring you to
orgasm to see how bad the situation is, but I don't,"
she stood up and said, "Tell Leila to practice like you
did last night," she frowned and said, "but you will
complete the ritual in honor of the purpose god had for
our bodies," Stepping to the door she finished "I'll try
to have some kind of plan for you tomorrow." Then she
I was tempted to rub my place... err, pussy, but didn't
since I wasn't sure if that would be wrong.
"Are you going to be ok Betsy? I was really worried. Are
they going to let you stay? A girl I knew got pulled out
of school because she had repressed it so long that she
kind of went crazy," Leila rattled all that off in one
long sentence, making me unsure what to answer.
"Um... she said you would... you know... help?" I
She flapped her hand again and said, "Of course. You're
my friend Betsy, and you've been so nice to me. I'll do
anything. Are we supposed to do what we did last night,
or does she want you to do something else?"
Leila really did talk fast sometimes, but I said,
"Well... last night I guess, and... and," I sort of
whispered the rest "the ritual," She looked absolutely
horrified and said, "Oh my god, I forgot. I am so sorry
Betsy, you must really hate me," Then she acted like she
was going to cry.
"No, no, it's ok... um really," I said.
She looked kind of worried, but finally said, "I'm so
sorry. I'll remember from now on," Hopping up, she
pulled me to sit on my bed and immediately started
acting like we were in class again. I took a deep breath
and did the same. I really had problems, because I
moaned as soon as her hand touched my legs. God I hoped
I didn't go crazy before they could help me. When she
touched my place... um, pussy, I let out a louder moan.
I was very wet already, and could feel her fingers
sliding on my wet panties.
"Shh..." she said softly.
I opened my mouth and tried to breath quietly as she
stroked my place, pushing in harder. She did this until
I was having trouble breathing, then moved her hand up
and slid it into my panties. I'm not sure why, but I
kind of made a sobbing noise as I tilted my head back
again. I tried to hold off the orgasm because they acted
like it shouldn't happen so quick. Her fingers slid
between my... pussy lips, stealing my breath for a
moment, making me sob again.
She touched the magic place, sending bolts of
electricity through me, but I prayed for strength and
held on. My head was way back, and I was making squeaky
noises now, but I held on. Unfortunately she sort of ran
her fingers up and down twice, hitting my button both
times, and the wet feeling of her finger sliding between
my... pussy lips was too much. I was so embarrassed as I
let out a loud screech and grabbed her hand and held it
in place as my place pushed upwards and I thrashed for a
minute. I was kind of crying and panting when it was
over, lying in her arms as she stroked my hair and
She eventually laid me back on my bed and slid in next
to me. Propping up on one elbow, she put her hand to my
mouth and slid a finger in.
That's when I realized s****r Beth was right and I had
waited almost too long. I liked it. I liked the flavor,
and it got me aroused again as Leila slid her finger in
and out of my mouth until it was clean, then did
another. I was moaning again, so Leila said, "Betsy,
should I do it again, you sound really bad," I nodded
spastically, and began crying as I said, "Oh Leila, I
think I might go crazy. Maybe it's too late." She slid
in next to me and held me, sliding a hand down and
massaging my pussy as she said, "No. It's not to late
Betsy. I won't let it be too late."
I kind of heard her as my mind focused on the feel of
her hand on my pussy again. Just sliding across my
panties, pressing in, pushing against my very wet pussy.
I orgasmed again less than five minutes later, making me
feel so bad. As I licked her hand clean I sobbed a
little and listened as she told me she would help me
anyway she could.
We got up in the morning and headed for the showers, but
Leila stopped me and looked a little sad as she said,
"Betsy, I'm sorry, but I'm really aroused and was going
to ask Susan to help me. Do you want me to wait until
you're done showering?"
I almost said yes, then realized s****r Beth had said it
hurt people's feelings when I acted like that.
"No... it's fine Leila."
She hugged me and said, "You're the best."
Susan was in the shower, washing her breasts again, but
stopped when Leila bounced over to her. Susan nodded
with a smile, and they kind of stood like Susan and Rosa
had. Leila kind of hugging tight to Susan as Susan's
hand went to Leila's place... err... pussy. I tried not
to watch, but Leila was making loud noises, noises that
kind of got me aroused. When I was finishing, so were
they. Leila was yelling, "Yes, YES!" over and over.
As I was walking out Leila was licking her juices up. I
wondered if they tasted the same as mine. Then flinched
as the thought sent a tingle through my... pussy. I was
pretty aroused by the time I went to s****r Beth's room,
almost in tears at how frustrated I was.
"I think it might be too late," I sobbed to her.
She stroked my hair and told me it was ok and we would
fix it, all in a quiet and soothing voice. When I wiped
the tears away she asked me what was wrong.
"I-I'm always aroused, and... and I had to orgasm twice
last night... and..." I started sobbing as I said, "I
was still aroused."
"Oh you poor dear," she said, hugging me again. She
eventually wiped my eyes and looked at me seriously
before saying "Do you really want to fix this Betsy? I
won't be easy, and unfortunately, I think we might have
to do the full sexual training cycle to help."
"T-training cycle?" I asked.
"Yes, you know, the preparation training for women who
are getting married and want to learn what to do,"
s****r Beth said, then sighed. "You don't know do you,"
she shook her head and said. "A man will be very excited
and f***eful on his wedding night, so that isn't when
you want to find out you aren't ready for something. The
first week of marriage, a man will have years of lust
stored up, so will want to use his wife in all ways,
three or four times a day."
"Um... all ways?" I asked.
She patted my knee in a way that made clear she thought
I was a little slow in the head before saying "Yes dear,
you know, his wife's mouth, her..." she waited, nodding
expectantly until I mumbled "pussy," then she smiled
proudly and said, "and ass," she paused and said, "So it
can be a little traumatic unless you've had practice.
You can't practice with a man, that would be a sin, so
we do a training class using women so that no seed is
I was pretty lost, but also really sad because I was
getting aroused. "But we'll work out a way to do that if
you make it that far," She sighed and said, "I'll be
honest Betsy, I'm not sure you can do this. I don't
think it can't be fixed here, but I'm not sure you have
the will power to do it."
"Oh no," I said softly. "I will s****r Beth, I really
will. Please don't let me go crazy."
She nodded slowly, then sighed and stood up. "Sit on the
edge of my desk would you Betsy; let me see what we're
I wasn't sure why, but I sat on the desk, my legs
dangling above the floor. She stood in front of me and
took my chin to look into my eyes, turning my head
slowly to really look. She nodded slowly, the said, "I'm
going to touch you in places and in certain ways and I
want you to tell me if you feel aroused from it. The
truth please." She sounded like she was going to take my
temperature. When I nodded, she reached up to stroke a
finger down my neck, getting a gasp from me.
When I didn't say anything she looked questioningly at
me, so I f***ed myself to say yes. She ran her finger up
my neck, then sort of ran it behind my ear. When she
looked at me again I shamefacedly said, "Yes," she
looked a little surprised, but who wouldn't be, it was
my ear. Her finger came around to trace my lips for a
while, and I looked down and mumbled, "Yes."
When she pushed it into my mouth, I moaned a little, so
she said, "I'll take that as a yes." She shook her head
in exasperation, then reached down to unbutton my
blouse. I almost said something, but remembered she was
doing this to help me, and I had to be strong.
She pushed my blouse open and looked at my breasts in an
analytical way for a while. After a moment she nodded
and reached around to pop my bra loose, pushing my
blouse off and pulling the bra off. I was blushing
terribly, but telling myself I had to do these things to
keep from going crazy.
She looked back and forth a couple of times, then said,
"Hold still please."
When her hand cupped my breast my head kind of floated
back and I let out a long moan. "Shh dear, I'm
thinking." Her hand squeezed a couple of times, then
moved to the other one. My head had stayed back and I
kind of whimpered when she touched that one. "Yes...
yes," she muttered. Looking at my tilted head she said,
"I'm going to apply some direct stimulus. See how long
you can hold off the arousal." She waited until I said,
Then... oh god... then she leaned down and sucked my
left nipple into her mouth.
Turns out I couldn't hold off the arousal for longer
than two seconds. I was afraid a demon had possessed me
as I grabbed her head and screeched a loud, "OH GOD!"
then my hips kind of humped up and down on the desk as
my place put out so much juice I thought I really had
peed myself. s****r Beth was nice about it, laying me
back onto her desk and soothing my brow until I
recovered, then helped me put my bra and blouse on.
When I was together she stood looking at me sadly before
saying, "This is really bad Betsy, are you really
willing to do this?"
"Yes s****r Beth," I begged, "Anything!"
She sighed as if she was hoping I would say no, then
said, "Ok. What I'll want you to do for the next two
days is work with Leila and the other roommate, what's
her name," she paused in thought. So I said, "Susan?"
She nodded abruptly and said, "Right, Susan. I think
we're dealing with a quite a few issues, so we'll just
look at a couple at first. One is your body is almost
insane with arousal, but the other is in your mind.
Everything seems to get you aroused now, so we need to
get you used to some of these things."
She tapped her lower lip in thought, then said,
"Tonight, I want you to try and draw the arousal to the
surface before having Leila touch your vagina. She
should kiss you like a man for a time, and massage your
breasts. When you're well aroused, she should touch your
vagina and see how long it takes for you to orgasm.
Please write down the time from when she touches your
vagina to the time of the orgasm." s****r Beth looked at
me to see if I was following.
I admitted, "Um... I kind of lost what you were saying."
She rolled her eyes in frustration, but said, "Fine,
I'll tell Leila later. Anyway, I want you to do the same
thing to Leila tonight, and Susan in the morning. Get up
a little earlier and meet her in her room. If you find
yourself aroused before class, have one of the girls
help you while you shower," s****r Beth sighed again in
frustration before saying, "We'll see how that goes for
two days. If it looks like you can manage those simple
things, we'll try to really start working on the
Start? This wasn't the stuff we needed to do? Wow. I was
really messed up. Leila was really sweet later, telling
me how proud she was that I was going to try to fix it,
and that she was so happy that I wanted her to help. She
really was such a nice person, going out of her way to
help me and doing all these extra things just for me.
"s****r Beth says you're really having trouble getting
control of this and wanted me to see if we could try to
bring the arousal out slowly so you can control it,"
Leila said with a helpful smile "I'm not really, you
know, very good at this, but I'll try my best," I really
had gotten lucky to have Leila as a roommate.
"I think you'll be more comfortable if we leave your top
on, don't you? But maybe take your bra off," Leila said,
"I know you don't mean too, but I think you think I'm
bad when I do this. If you keep your top on it will
"No... no," I mumbled, feeling like the bottom of a
smelly person's shoes, "It's ok," I finally talked her
into letting me take my top off, though she really felt
I should leave it on.
She had me lay back on the bed, then said, "Maybe if you
close your eyes it will help you stay calm," that
sounded like a great idea, so I closed my eyes and tried
to relax. I moaned loudly when her hand touched my
"Um Betsy," she said softly, her hand on my breast
"I'm... you know, just starting," I sobbed once, my eyes
closed and said "I know, I... I can't help it," "No,
it's ok, really. It... you know, surprised me," Leila
said in a voice that made me think she thought I might
try to kill her in her sl**p or something.
Her hand kept massaging my breast, making me breath
heavily, at least until she put her mouth on mine. I
moaned even louder, not sure why, but feeling as if my
whole body was hot for some reason. Leila kissed my lips
softly for a time, her hand cupping my breast for a
while, then squeezing it, then her fingers sort of
tracing along it. I was panting harshly though my nose,
my hips moving on their own, up and down and around.
"s****r Beth said to kiss like a man, but I'm not good
at it. I only learned it in the training class when I
was going to marry Jimmy, but he... well I don't want to
talk about it," Leila ended that with a kind of sob,
then leaned down and stuck her tongue in my mouth.
I'm not sure if the orgasm counted or not, I'm pretty
sure s****r Beth said to time it 'after' she touched my
pussy. Anyway, I wrapped my arms around Leila's head and
pulled her against my shoulder as I gave a loud yell,
and I orgasmed. I'm pretty sure I peed because it felt
like my pussy squirted as it sort of clamped down, and
my butt muscles tightened up really hard. My back kind
of bowed a little as I gave a second screech.
I was really thinking I might have a demon because my
body did all that without me. My mind had kind of gone
sort of white, and I wasn't even aware I was saying
anything, but Leila told me later I screamed out the
word 'yes' for some reason.
"Um... I'm not sure you were supposed to do that," Leila
said, "but I guess we finish? Maybe?" She leaned in
again, putting her tongue in my mouth, making me moan
Thankfully she stopped massaging my breasts after about
five minutes, though when she kind of pinched my nipples
it made me groan sort of. He tongue was moving around a
lot, sort of caressing my teeth and lips, then pushing
into my mouth and touching my tongue.
I was horrified to realize I was moaning loudly as her
hand slid down and into my skirt. When her fingers
slipped under the tops of my panties, I sobbed into her
mouth, my pussy having such a strong itch, and I wanted
her hand to rub it so hard.
Her finger was kind of pressing hard as it slipped down,
and pushed down on my special spot. Somehow I managed to
wrap my legs around her as I yelled her name really
loudly. I'm embarrassed to say I think I rubbed myself
on her hand uncontrollably until I finished.
Leila put her hand to my mouth and I realized my juices
were actually dripping off of it. I wasn't sure if that
was a good or bad thing. It was supposed to make it
easier for the man's thing to slide in, so more would be
I was sort of sucking on her finger when I fell asl**p.
I didn't mean to, but it just kind of sucked me down.
When I woke up Leila was cuddled up to me, her hand on
my breast. I was kind of comfortable, and happy to
realize her hand only made me a little aroused. Maybe
this would work.
She woke up then, and sat up, moving to sit on her bed
sl**pily. I realized it kind of smelled strong in the
room, I was afraid it was my juices and hoped Leila
wouldn't be mad
"You didn't get a chance to do the rest, but I think you
were really tired. You had a hard day yesterday, so
s****r Beth should have thought of that," Leila said,
"Do you want to get both of them done this morning.
Maybe Susan and I can do the kissing stuff and you can
make us orgasm. I don't think s****r Beth will mind, and
we don't have time to do everything."
She was so smart. I would never have thought of it, but
I was kind of new at this, so I wasn't too mad at
myself. We stopped to wash our hands and brush our
teeth, and Susan was doing the same thing.
"Hey girls," Susan said sl**pily. "s****r Beth said I
was supposed to help Betsy. Can we do it in your room, I
don't want to mess mine up."
"sure," Leila said sweetly.
We all went back to our room and Leila said, "Why don't
we lie on Betsy's bed since it's already messed up. You
lie beside me Susan, and we'll do kissing stuff while
Betsy does what s****r Beth wants her to do, ok?"
Susan shrugged sort of sl**pily and laid down on the
bed. Leila slid in next to her and leaned over to begin
kissing Susan on the lips. I stood uncertainly, trying
to decided how to do this to both of them. I finally
kneeled between their bodies and put my hand on their
pussies. I realized neither had panties on. I had my
hands on their bare... naked... pussies. My head went
back again and I moaned loudly as my fingers traced
along the outside of their pussies. Oh god.
They had stopped kissing when I moaned, but went back to
it quickly. My mind sort of slipped down to my fingers
then, almost like I was using them to see with. My
fingers sort of traced the outsides, then dipped in a
little to run up the length of their damp pussies... oh
I was gasping for air as I pushed down harder, rubbing
back and forth, my whole body, er... hand moving through
their wetness. Susan let out a soft moan as I let out a
loud one. My pussy was itching and throbbing like mad,
my hips trying to push against something as my fingers
At one point I hit Leila's magic spot, getting a kind of
squeak from her. I was so tense I was kind of making uh
noises as I tried to draw air into my lungs. Susan was
really wet, my fingers sort of slipping and sliding
through her very wet, hot... pussy... oh god My fingers
were pushing in kind of deep as they moved up and down,
and I found the inner part of their pussies when I went
across them. I sort of dipped into the depths of their
wet... pussies. I sobbed loudly, my head back and hips
thrusting against nothing.
Leila moaned loudly as Susan began kind of grunting in
time with my fingers. I felt juices kind of squeeze out
of Susan's... pussy as she let out a sharp noise. I was
barely able to breath, and sweat was running down my
back as my hips tried to push my pussy against...
When Leila let out a loud moan and her pussy made a lot
of Juice, I orgasmed again, screaming something I wasn't
aware of as I kind of had a seizure of some kind. My
body was doing these sort of whiplash things as I yelled
once more. I could feel juices dripping down my leg as I
laid forward between the two girls.
I was kind of drifting when I heard Susan say to Leila
"Do you think s****r Beth can help her, it looks really
bad," Leila kind of whispered back "Yes. s****r Beth
said Betsy is really close to the edge, but if she does
what s****r Beth says, she'll be fine by the end of the
semester," That made me feel a lot better. I was glad
s****r Beth and Leila were going to help me.
There was a sort of drifty feel to the morning, but I
finally got clear headed for the afternoon. Luckily we
had study and homework period, so I had opportunities to
get my school work done before the evening. I was kind
of distracted when Katy, a short Hispanic looking girl,
helped Jessica, a black girl with her arousal. Jessica
looked like she was having problems like me, because
Katy was rubbing her breasts for her. Jessica was also a
little loud, saying "do it," kind of loudly. I was happy
to see Jessica complete the ritual, though I didn't
realize you were supposed to kiss too.
s****r Beth was working on papers when I came in so
waved me to a seat in front of her to say "sorry I'm so
busy, but I have to finish some papers," She glanced up
and said, "Do you have the sheets from Leila?"
I did actually, remembering just then that Leila had
given them to me. I handed two sheets to s****r Beth and
she read them as she talked "I hope things went well for
you dear," she said, "I'm interested to see how long you
were able to restrain your urges. It's a good indicator
of how deep into the program we'll have to go. If you
managed fifteen or twenty minutes that would be great.
Let's see you did..." she looked up at me in a sort of
frustrated way and said, "fifteen seconds"
I sobbed and said, "I'm s... sorry... I-I... couldn't
She came around to hug me, but didn't say anything until
I calmed down. Then looking at me seriously, she said,
"Betsy, do you really think you're up to the full
training program. I have to tell you, it's pretty
intense, and it will be very embarrassing for such a
sheltered and deprived girl like yourself."
"Pl-please," I begged.
She shook her head in frustration, then guided me to the
couch and looked at me very seriously before saying
"Betsy, this training is for women who are getting
married. It involves getting a prospective wife used to
the uses a husband will have for her," she paused and
said, "do you understand?"
I shook my head no miserably, knowing it should be
obvious, but I was so ignorant. She sighed again, then
said, "Betsy, we teach a girl how to use her mouth on
the man's penis. We use special penis's to perform
intercourse so she can stretch enough to accommodate a
man's penis. We use another one to perform anal
intercourse to do the same for the woman's ass. And we
have her learn how a man performs oral sex on her so she
knows what he must do."
I was blinking in shock, not really processing what she
She smiled sadly and said, "I know dear, it really isn't
something you should do. I can recommend some schools
that will accommodate your special needs," She started
to get up, but I grabbed her arm and sobbed "No, please
s****r Beth, please, I want to, really I will," She
rubbed her face in frustration, then leaned back with a
sigh. "You are such a sweet girl I can't turn you away.
Do you really want to do this? Really?"
"Yes," I said loudly, "YES!"
Looking down for a moment, she said, "I'm not sure I'm
strong enough to put you through this Betsy, so if it
comes to it, you might need to convince me again. I hate
the thought of the struggle we will all have to do for
"I promise," I said, "Really s****r Beth, I'll do
anything I need to."
She said she would work out how they would make things
work and wanted me to do another day with Leila and
Susan, but she wanted Leila to use her mouth on my
breasts to see if I had the same reaction as I had when
s****r Beth did it.
I was sort of proud that I didn't orgasm until Leila
sucked my left breast into her mouth. She had started on
the right, so I held it off for the first one. I thought
it showed progress. Unfortunately I fell asl**p again
and woke up with Leila snuggled up with me.
She seemed kind of disappointed with me, but just said
maybe we could just use the showers. Susan and Leila
stood next to me, their backs to the wall as I put my
hands on their... wet... pussies. They took turns
kissing me, and sort of massaged mine and each other's
It did seem more efficient. I wasn't really aware of
their mouths on mine as my brain moved to my fingers
again. Standing like this I found my fingers tended to
curl slightly, and they pushed in a little deeper. Into
their wet... wet... pussies.
I realized my head was being held up by the girls as I
moaned and grunted and they took turns pushing their
tongues into my mouth. Their pussies felt like molten
happiness as a finger on each hand kind of pushed into
them. I squealed a little as I realized I had a finger
inside their... their... pussies. My knees gave out when
I orgasmed, but they caught me and held me up as I
thrashed and moaned. The eventually let me sit on the
floor as they kind of clinched and pushed their fingers
into each other's pussies.
They were nice enough to get me moving, and Leila made
sure I made it to my first class. I was slightly dazed
still, and it was a moment before I realize the girl
next to me, Julie, hand a hand on my knee.
"Do you need help, you look rough," she whispered
I smiled softly and said, "No thank you, but thank you
She looked at me a little strangely, but I knew that was
because I was so close to being crazy. s****r Joanne
asked me to stay after class, and I was really worried.
My mind had kind of drifted to realizing I hadn't done
the ritual with Susan and Leila, and wondering if I
should have licked their... juices myself. I had kind of
moaned then, getting looks from the girls around me like
they thought I might pull out a knife and start stabbing
"Betsy," s****r Joanne said worriedly, sitting in her
chair while I stood in front of her, "I'm really worried
about you. You seem to be losing control of your
arousal. It makes it harder for the girls around you to
control themselves too."
She looked at me in a squinty kind of way and said, "You
do know about that right. s****r Mary said she thought
you might be... unknowledgeable about your body."
The way she said unknowledgeable made me think she meant
to say slow. I wanted to cry because I really didn't
know what she meant. I sobbed a little as I shook my
head no. She sighed like s****r Beth does and said, "You
know that your womanly juices have an odor right?"
I nodded yes, remembering how strong my room smelled.
"It's meant to signal you are ready for a man to use
your body, but it also causes the people around you to
become aroused," s****r Joanne said patiently "It was ok
in the ancient days when there were few people, but now
you have to be considerate of those around you," She
raised an eyebrow in point as she said, "When you become
aroused in class, it makes the girls around you
She tapped me between my breasts with a finger and said,
"You are aroused right now Betsy, and it is making me
aroused. I'm going to have to ask Mistress Angela to
help me tonight, and she'll be disappointed in my lack
I started crying softly, mortified that I had caused so
much trouble. "I'm s-sorry s****r, s****r Beth is... is
helping me," I sobbed.
She blinked in surprise, then said, "She is," then she
got an exasperated look before saying "she should have
told me, I would have made some arrangements to make
things easier for you," she shook her head and said,
"I'm sorry dear, I'll speak with her and find out what
she wants to do. If anyone can help you she can," she
looked severe as she said, "as long as you do what she
I nodded agreement a dozen times, giving her a hopeful
smile, so she kind of laughed and said, "Very well,
you're such a sweet girl Betsy. Go on now."
s****r Beth was waiting with Head Mistress Angela when I
got to her office. I gasped in fear, afraid they were
going to kick me out, or maybe even send me to a mental
hospital. When a tear dripped down my chin, Mistress
Angela stepped over and hugged me tight.
I really should be locked up. Mistress Angela was old,
probably forty, but she was very pretty, even if she
looked very severe most of the time. But... she had
really large breasts, and when she hugged me, my face
kind of... touched them. I held back the moan of arousal
through the grace of god. "There, there sweet c***d,
nothing is wrong," she stroked my hair as my face
pressed into her habit, mooshing down into her
surprisingly firm breasts. Please help me Jesus, give me
strength I thought as I opened my mouth to breath
She finally let me up, then guided me to a chair as she
sat on the couch. s****r Beth was in the chair next to
me as we talked.
"s****r Beth says she feels you need to go through an
expanded training program Betsy, and I wanted to see if
that was true." She looked at s****r Beth for a moment,
then said, "You are such a sweet, naïve young girl that
I'm really not sure things can be as bad as she says and
I want to make sure you don't do anything you don't need
to." I wasn't sure what to say, so just looked between
them, hating myself for comparing Mistress Angela's
breasts to s****r Beth's.
"Mistress," s****r Beth said, "I know it seems hard to
believe, but she's repressed her arousal her whole life.
Everything, I mean everything arouses her."
Mistress Angela looked doubtful as she leaned back and
looked at me. She finally said, "Very well, we'll see
how bad things are," Looking at me, she said, "Betsy, my
c***d, I'm going to do something that would never arouse
someone who doesn't have severe problems. Will you let
me try this?" I nodded slowly, really hoping it would
work the way she said.
"Now," Mistress Angela said, waving me over to her, "I
am going to punish you, but not because you've been bad,
but to show s****r Beth that not everything will arouse
you. A punishment is meant to teach a girl that she has
been bad, and there is no way it should arouse you
unless you are in severe distress.," She looked up at me
as I stood above her and said, "Will that be ok?"
I was kind of confused, but nodded and said, "Yes
She smiled proudly at me and said, "Very good c***d, now
I want you to lay across my lap, and I'll give you a
small spanking. This should clear up any question of
whether you need to do an expanded training program,"
That made sense didn't it? I wouldn't become aroused
while being punished, that would be... well... insane.
Mistress Angela guided me face down over her lap, my
head and arms on the cushion, and my legs on the other
side. My butt was kind of sticking up in the air, but I
was only a little embarrassed. "I'm going to make this
kind of painful Betsy, to be sure, I'm sorry," Mistress
Angela said, so I mumbled "Ok," Then things went wrong.
Mistress Angela rested her hand on my butt, then let it
slide down to the bottom of my skirt before moving it
back up and flipping my skirt out of the way. My panty
covered butt was showing now. I almost gasped when I
realized my panties were still kind of wet from being
"Hmm," Mistress Angela said softly as her hand kind of
ran over my butt, then slipped down to trace over the
dampness of my panties. I'm sure she didn't mean to, but
her fingers kind of pressed my pussy a little, making me
open my mouth wide to hold in a moan.
"she has been very aroused today," Mistress Angela said
speculatively, but moved to say "Well, let's get this
done," I thought she was going to hit me, but instead
she reached up and pulled my panties down to below my
butt. I breathed out really hard as my panties kind of
pulled loose from my pussy. "Hmmm," Mistress Angela said
again, her fingers sliding between my legs a little way.
My panties kind of held them together, so she had to
push in a little. I was panting kind of hard through my
open mouth, really trying to keep from being aroused.
"You might ask one of her roommates to remove this hair.
If she is having problems with arousal, it will cause
problems," Mistress Angela said. "Yes ma'am," s****r
Beth answered "I'm going to spank you now dear. I'm
sorry if it hurts a little, and I will understand if you
have to cry some. I'll try to sooth the pain between
swats," she said sympathetically. I kind of grunted a
yes back, then tensed.
Her hand sort of stroked my butt cheeks for a few
seconds, then I felt her hand rise slowly. I tensed
harder, anticipating the hit, then gave a short squeak
when her hand slapped my ass. It did hurt just a little,
but I was horrified to realize it made my tummy clench
with those aroused feeling. I let out a sob of despair,
but Mistress Angela said, "I'm sorry c***d, I'll let
that fade a little."
She started massaging my butt cheeks, rubbing them
softly and letting her hand stroke up and down. I kind
of grunted when her finger accidently slipped between my
legs and stroked the bottom of my pussy.
My breath was kind of coming in short grunts as I felt
her hand rise again. I squeaked louder when it hit, my
tummy sending a pulse form my p-pussy to my head.
"Shh, little one, I'm sorry," Mistress Angela said as
she rubbed my butt. Her finger touched my pussy by
accident again, so she moved her hand up. This caused
her to kind of run her finger up my butt crack. When it
crossed my hole, I remembered s****r Beth saying a man
would put his thing in there and spray his seed. My
craziness came out again as I let out a soft moan at the
"There, there," Mistress Angela said, "just a couple
I kind of grunted in anticipation as her hand went up
again, but let out a sort of grunting moan when it hit,
my pussy sort of rubbing itself down onto her thigh. I
tried to stop it, but it wasn't something I could
control. I wondered if I might really be possessed.
I sobbed a little, making Mistress Angela feel bad and
causing her to rub my butt longer. Her hand felt really,
really good on my cheeks as it stroked them. My butt
seemed super sensitive now, and her fingers sent tingles
up my spine, and shamefully down into my pussy. Her
finger accidently touched my butthole again, making me
moan, then sob a little at the spike of intense...
something that went through me.
I kind of said, "uh-uh," as she raised her hand, then
let out a kind of loud shriek when it hit. That's when I
knew they needed to make sure I never had a knife or
anything, because I orgasmed with a really loud scream.
Really loud. My mind fuzzed out and my body sort of
humped Mistress Angela's leg as my pussy soaked her with
my woman juices.
I was sort of making grunting noises and drooling on the
couch cushion when s****r Beth knelt down to give me a
concerned look. When she saw me looking, she sat back
and said, "What do you think Mistress?"
Mistress Angela sort of sighed as her hand stroked my
tender butt, her loving nature keeping her from pushing
me away for being so awful. "It's even worse than you
said s****r Beth, do you really think you can help?"
"Yes," s****r Beth said strongly "Betsy is one of the
sweetest girls I've ever met, and her roommate Leila
says she will do anything to help," she paused, then
said, "I'm sorry Mistress Angela, but I think it would
be best if you worked with her a little. She needs your
firm guidance to help during this."
I was still kind of floating, enjoying the feel of
Mistress Angela's hand as she comforted me, when she
said, "Very well s****r Beth, I will tell the other
s****rs to work with you on this. I agree Betsy seems to
be a very loving and sweet c***d, so I want to help if
we can," she paused then, and said sadly, "but this will
cause problems for the other students.
Her arousal will make it harder for the students and
teachers to control their own arousal. s****r Joanne
told me earlier she would need my help with hers, and
she is normally very strong."
"Yes ma'am," s****r Beth said, "If you allow it, we
might be able to arrange for special dispensation to
help during the classes. Perhaps young Betsy can aid her
fellow students and teachers in their arousal. It would
help her I think to deal with her own as she helps them.
When you have taught her more advanced methods, she will
be able to use them."
I was kind of nodding in agreement, so thankful that
s****r Beth was willing to do all this for me. Mistress
Angela slid my panties up, then helped me sit on the
couch. She held my hand and looked into my face
worriedly as she said, "Is this what you want Betsy? I
can help get you transferred to a special school for
girls with your problems."
"No please Mistress Angela," I begged "I'll do all that,
I really will!"
She reached up to stroke my face and said, "Very well.
You must obey s****r Beth in all things sweet girl. I
must insist you finish this if we make these changes for
you," I nodded eagerly, ready to do anything for them.
Mistress Angels sighed and stood up, the wet spot on her
habit very obvious. I blushed, but they didn't comment
on it. "I'll work with her tonight to gauge her
knowledge and sensitivity, then you can let me know when
you feel she is ready for training."
s****r Beth nodded respectfully as Mistress Angela left.
She sort of sighed and turned back to help me stand and
lead me to the door. "As it is Saturday tomorrow, I'll
let s****r Mary know you may be late for study group.
Please report to Mistress Angela's rooms after dinner so
she can work with you a little. Do what she says and try
hard to keep from acting like what she is doing is bad.
I'm really surprised she agreed to let you stay, but I
think that the nice things Leila said about you tipped
Leila was waiting when I got back and comforted me as I
cried and told her how awful I was. She hugged me and
rubbed my back until I realized my face was on her
breasts. I think she could tell when I suddenly became
aroused, because she pulled me back to look in my face.
"Is it coming over you again?" she asked.
I nodded miserably, but she just took my hand and said,
"Don't you get depressed now Betsy, I'm going keep you
I sort of sobbed and hugged her, mumbling how great she
She wiped a tear from my eye and said, "I'll let you
practice on me anytime you want, and I'll help you
whenever the arousal gets to strong."
I felt so bad for putting her through this and said,
"Really? You'll do that for me?" I asked. That got a
sort of sweet smile as she said, "Oh Betsy, I love you
like a s****r already. Of course I'll do that for you."
I told her I had to see Mistress Angela tonight, and she
said that was a good thing, that Mistress Angela would
be able to help if anyone could.
She was so sweet when she walked with me to Mistress
Angela's room, then gave me a small kiss on the cheek
before leaving. She really was such a good person.
Mistress was waiting when I got there and ushered me in.
I blinked when she opened the door, not recognizing her
out of her habit. I blushed terribly as I walked in,
realizing I could see the tops of her breasts in the
soft pull over top she had on. And she had on shorts.
Really, shorts. She was tall, fairly thin, with those
large breasts. She was old, forty I heard, but I didn't
see any grey. I sat very erect on the couch as she sat
down beside me. She put an arm along the top of the
couch and looked at me seriously as I half turned to
"This is an unusual situation Betsy. I would normally
have required you be sent for professional help, but
both s****r Beth and young Leila are adamant that we can
help you," she said softly I nodded, hoping she hadn't
changed her mind.
"Do you truly understand what is going to be expected of
you?" she asked "Um... yes, I think so," I muttered She
kind of waved a hand, so I said, "Um... the training
program and, well, getting used to my arousal," I was
mumbling a little, and I could see it irritated her.
She sighed and said, "I am going to be very blunt and
clear now Betsy. You are fairly uninformed I believe,
and think you really don't understand," I nodded
quickly, so she said, "You will have to act as the wife
or husband for each of the s****rs, and probably one or
two students. You will need to give and receive relief
from anyone who can or does need it," I blinked a
little, then said, "Um... wife or husband?"
That got a firm nod as she said, "Exactly. Would you
like to withdraw? I will not think less of you dear
"No... um no," I said quickly "Um... but what is... I
She rolled her eyes and said, "the easiest way to deal
with you extreme arousal issues is the way god designed
us to. A husband and wife are there to provide sexual
relief to each other. It would be sinful for a man to do
this for you, so we will act as surrogates," she paused
and looked at me very seriously as she said, "You will
use your mouth, vagina and ass to service your surrogate
My mouth dropped in shock, but I sort of remembered
s****r Beth saying this. "Yes," Mistress said, "and you
will act as husband for them. I know this is really more
than you are prepared for Betsy," She sort of leaned
forward as if she was getting up and said, "Let me show
you information on some of the other places. They won't
keep you restrained as much as people say, and you are
allowed visitors," Visitors? Restrained? Um... what?
"No!" I said too loudly. "Um... I mean no, this is
She leaned back in frustration, then said, "do you
really understand Betsy, because this will be an
incredible amount of work for the s****rs and I don't
want to waste their time," I was crying a little now as
I said, "Yes... yes I do. Husband, wife, I can do it."
That got another sigh as she watched me, finally shaking
her head, she said, "Very well. I think we'll use
tonight as a test. If you don't manage this, we won't
have lost much time," she sort of nodded to herself,
then said, "We'll try a short experiment with me as
husband and you as wife, then reverse it later. Since
you probably won't want to continue after tonight, we
won't do intercourse of pussy or ass."
I blushed at the bad words, but was very relieved to
hear that. In my ass? It still sounded weird. "Ok," I
She leaned forward with a very severe look and said,
"You may stop this at any time and I will arrange other
opportunities at the instituitio... I mean schools,"
Institutions. That's what she was going to say. They
wanted to lock me in the crazy house. "Oh... ok. I won't
Mistress Angela," I stuttered out.
She shrugged then and said, "the first duty of the wife
is to give her body unto her husband. He will take great
pleasure in the sight and touch of it, and his duty is
to ensure his wife enjoys it and is aroused and slick
for his entrance. I will be the husband and will enjoy
your body for a time, then stimulate you to orgasm to
ensure arousal," I was nodding in agreement though I
wasn't really sure what all she had said.
When she saw me nod she said, "Men are somewhat rougher
and I will try to simulate that, but you do not have to
when you act as the husband if you do not want to," she
paused and said, "Remember, if you tell me to stop, I
will not mind, and will help you find a... school."
When I nodded, she stood up and sort of looked distant
for a moment, then pulled me up by the hand and wrapped
her arms around me as she said, "I want to enjoy your
body wife." Then she kissed me.
I don't really know why my body does the things it does,
but it moaned when she did this. My hands kind of went
around her neck and I kind of sagged into her. She had
one hand down on my butt, and the other around my waist
as she began letting her tongue move into my mouth like
Leila and Susan had. It seemed odd to moan into
someone's mouth, but Mistress didn't say anything.
She eventually pulled her tongue out and began kissing
the side of my neck, making it easier to breath, but
making me realize my neck was one of the places that
made me aroused. My ear too, though I wasn't sure about
that one. Her hand on my butt was kind of squeezing as
she sucked on my neck.
I let out a squeak when the hand on my butt moved up to
cup my breast. I knew men liked breasts, and had found
myself oddly drawn to them too, so quite understood why
Mistress fondled mine. It didn't stop me from moaning
and my body from trying to rub it's pussy against
She did this for about a minute, the pushed me back on
the couch and knelt in front of me. She put a hand
behind my head and pulled me onto her lips again,
thrusting her tongue in my mouth sort of like Susan did
with her fingers on Leila. My hands were around her neck
as she brought both of hers down and began to unbutton
I almost said something, but remembered not to, and just
held on and sort of sucked on her tongue. Sucked on her
tongue I thought with a loud moan. She pushed my blouse
off, then reached around to undo my bra. I had to open
my mouth wide to breath as her hand came back to cup my
naked breast. She did things to them then, cupping them,
rubbing them, even pinching the nipples until I was kind
of making loud moaning noises and breathing really fast.
I squeaked again, startled as she laid me back and slid
next to me, propped on her arm over top. I was panting
like a runner as she leaned down to lick, then suck on
my nipple. I was sort of panting 'no' over and over as I
fought of the demon inside me. He was making my hips
push up and down as if he wanted to hump something.
When she kind of bit my nipple and pulled up, it was too
much. My body orgasmed, and I screamed something I hoped
wasn't a bad word. She just stayed where she was, my
nipple between her teeth as I kind of threw myself
around her mouth. My... pussy was very wet, so I figured
she would stop, but she let a hand slide down and under
my skirt and into my panties. I arched back some,
deciding she wanted to be sure.
Her fingers slid between my slick pussy lips, then began
moving back and forth. My body was thrashing again as I
said, 'oh god' in a constant stream. She was still
sucking on my breasts as her finger sort of pushed into
my place. I gave a loud screech of surprise, and oddly
enough, I think a spurt of my juices. Hopefully that
doesn't happen every time I'm surprised or I would never
visit another haunted house again.
My hands were holding her head as she kind of sucked the
side of my breast into her mouth, and her finger slipped
to the second knuckle inside me. An unfortunate accident
on the playground had lost my hymen according to my
mother, so I hoped Mistress didn't think I was some slut
who slept with boys. I think the demon orgasm was going
to overtake me soon when she stopped and pulled her hand
I was panting and twitching, the horrible, deep itching
sensation in my pussy driving me to rub it against
anything, when I was surprised again. I didn't squirt
this time which was reassuring. She kind of pulled my
legs around, then slid her hands up my thighs to grasp
the top of my panties. I gasped as she pulled them down
and off me. My head was sort of held up, looking down at
her as she looked at me. Her hands came back up and
began sliding up the outside of my thighs, pushing my
skirt up. Oh my god, she would see my pussy.
I remembered at the last moment not to say anything. It
was really strange when I realized I had a hand to my
mouth and was moaning really loudly as I watched my
skirt clear my pussy and reveal it to her. She licked
her lips, then began moving her mouth down toward it. I
should have done something I think, but the only thing I
did was sort of let out a steam whistle sound and push
my pussy toward her.
When her mouth touched my pussy, my whole world kind of
exploded in lights and stars and I'm pretty sure I
screamed loud enough for the passing cars to hear. She
kind of held me down as I screamed a couple of more
times and my legs wrapped around her. I was really
embarrassed when I realized that later, but didn't
notice it as my insides seemed to clamp up and push down
and out of my pussy.
Whatever had taken over my body sent long waves of
pleasure up down me, surging up from where Mistress
Angela had her tongue. Even when it sort of faded, the
feel of her mouth, and the way her tongue pushed into me
made me moan and sob continuously.
When one of her fingers pushed into my channel the demon
inside took over and I grabbed Mistress Angela's hair
with both hands and shoved my pussy at her. My head
wasn't even looking that way since my head was tilted so
far back I was almost looking backward, my eyes were
closed, and my mouth was wide open as I made the
Her finger kind of twitched in me and her tongue hit the
spot on my pussy that I heard called a clitoris, but I
knew was some kind of devil thing because it made my
body do things on its own. I could hardly breathe from
the sensations her tongue were causing, but then she hit
a spot with her finger inside me that sent a jolt from
my butt to my heart. The combination was to much for me
and I think I might have died.
I screamed really, really loud, and I think I squeezed
Mistress Angela's head really hard with my legs. But
really, it wasn't my fault since all I could do was see
weird colors and feel my body having some kind of
seizure. It seems odd, but it all felt very good, even
while I was horrified it was happening. I really did
need help badly.
I think Mistress Angela resuscitated me, because I came
back to find her finger in my mouth. When I opened my
eyes she was sitting with my head in her lap, her finger
in my mouth. I recognized my womanly juices and was
thankful she remembered to complete the ritual since I
had totally forgotten it, along with pretty much
When she took her finger out I asked her "Can you save
me?" dreading her answer, but knowing it had to be that
I would go to an institution because she was afraid I
might crush someone's head with my legs.
"Yes sweet c***d," she said soothingly "we can. You are
in really bad shape, but I cannot see sending such a
sweet girl to an institutio... school," I sobbed in
relief and thanked her a dozen times as she pulled me
up. Holding me she said, "You need to lick your juices
off my face now dear, we must finish what we start," Oh,
I hadn't realized I had to do that, I felt like such an
I leaned forward and began running my tongue along her
face, licking my juices off her face. I was so angry
with myself when I realized I was aroused again.
Mistress Angela had just sacrificed so much for me, and
I couldn't even be good for a half hour.
When I was finished she leaned back to look at me. I was
sitting kind of primly for someone with no top and a
rumpled skirt, but I didn't want her to think I was
slovenly just because my clothes were.
"Judging by what just happened," Mistress said, "You
have years... "she stressed years "of arousal built up
inside you. Having you act as the husband now will show
me if doing that will help you relieve some of the
pressure," she sighed and looked kind of upset as she
said, "otherwise the s****rs and your fellow students
will have to do all the work,"
"Oh no Mistress," I said, "I'll do whatever I can."
She nodded and said, "Well, I guess this is something I
need to do," I think she really didn't like the idea of
being the wife for me, but was doing it because she was
such a caring person. I knew I had to put as much effort
as she did into this or I would be the lowest of rotten
people. "What do I need to do Mistress?"
She kind of grimaced, but said, "You'll need to do what
I did to you. Kissing, some breast manipulation with
hands and mouth, then use your hands and mouth on my
vagina," I waited for more, but she just raised an
eyebrow sort of impatiently, so I slid closer. I raised
my hands, then kind of fluttered them around, not sure
what to do next. Do I put them around her, on her
shoulders, or even on her... breasts?
"Come Betsy," she said impatiently "pretend you are a
sex crazed man and you wanted to use my mouth, breasts
and vagina for your pleasure. Pretend you have to be
f***eful and make me give them to you," My mouth dropped
open as I stared and thought 'sex crazed man?' She was
looking more impatient so I thought about a movie I
accidently watched where a man used a woman for sex
without her permission. It didn't really show what he
did in detail, but I remember what he did and said.
"Um... like... like a bad man?" I whispered
She kind of clapped her hands and said, "We need to do
this tonight, so be a really bad man. I promise as a
s****r I will not hold your actions against you."
"Um... um... ok," I muttered, standing up and kind of
still deciding what to do with my hands. In the movie
the man sort of grabbed the woman and kissed her hard,
yelling bad things at her. I sighed, deciding if
Mistress was going to do something she didn't want, I
should be willing to do the same.
I nodded, then kind of dove on top of Mistress, grabbing
her head with my hands and kissing her hard. I only had
the experience with Leila and Susan, but kissing seemed
to be about putting your tongue in the other persons
mouth and exploring.
Mistress made a kind of startled noise, but I held her
head and shoved my tongue deep inside and moved it
around. I was trying to remember everything as I did
this and Mistress's hands kind of rested on my shoulders
and she grunted a little. Oh yeah, the shouting, then
rubbing stuff. I grabbed her hair and pulled her head
back and yelled "You want it bitch, suck my tongue!"
I wasn't really sure why, but yelling like that made my
pla... pussy twinge again. She gasped loudly before I
put my mouth on hers and held my tongue out. Sucking the
I remembered during the movie that really didn't make
sense, but now as Mistress began sucking on my tongue,
it was... arousing. Hands, I remembered. Holding her
hair with one, I grabbed her breast with the other. I
didn't actually see in the movie what the man did, but I
assumed he was wanting to feel it since I had heard men
always wanted to put their hands on girls breasts.
My hand was squeezing her large breasts, and I was
surprised how firm they were. I thought such large
breasts would be soft like a pillow, but they weren't. I
almost sobbed as I squeezed her breasts and she sucked
on my tongue, because I was aroused again. Why? Why am I
always aroused? I pulled my tongue out and licked her
face. During the movie it had seemed strange, but now I
was thinking maybe the woman had sex juice on it.
I positioned my hips between hers and kind of thrust
them against hers while I squeezed her breast and said,
"Your pussy is mine bitch. Tell me you want me to eat
that slutty pussy." My memory has always been good, and
I was happy it was, because making these weird things up
would never have happened.
Mistress Angela was such a sacrificing woman that she
went along with it and kind of gasped out "Eat me, oh
god eat me," I suppose she could say that, being a nun
and all, but it seemed kind of wrong to call on god to
do that since I was supposed to. But she probably did it
for me, hoping a miracle would happen and save me. No
The grinding of hips was making my pussy get a really
deep itch and I let out a moan or two without realizing
it. Grabbing her hair and forcing her head back, I sat
up a little and reached down to pull her top over her
breasts. She didn't have a bra on, and her breasts were
The largest I had seen, and for some reason I sort of
gasped, then moaned. I pushed down and sucked the end of
one breast into my mouth as she let out a really loud
moan. While I suckled on her breast, I was remembering
the next step. Kiss, curse, tongue suck, curse, breasts.
I sort of nibbled and fondled for a minute as I thought,
then pulled back and kind of threw Mistress onto her
stomach and with one hand pushing her shoulders into the
couch, I used the other to slip her skirt up, revealing
her panties. They were a pretty pink color, but they
were very wet around her place, so she must have been
aroused. She really was a saint. I bet she was having to
think of nice things while I did this to be aroused.
Pulling my hand back, I slapped her butt cheeks and
said, "don't move bitch, or I'll bend you over and fuck
you up the ass," That really was in the movie because I
would never have thought of it. I remember thinking at
the time that it didn't make any sense, but now I
realized men would put their things in a woman's butt.
Mistress kind of let out a really long moan and her hips
ground against the couch as I pushed my hand down and
grabbed her place. At first I thought she was peeing,
then realized she was having an orgasm. Something I was
thinking might happen to me soon as I looked at her
panty covered butt and felt her really wet panties. I
ground my hand into her for a bit, then reached up and
pulled them down to her knees, reaching back up to put
my hand on her pussy again.
I was panting pretty hard, but nowhere near as hard as
Mistress was. I was working hard on remembering, but my
arousal was kind of messing things up as I let my
fingers push against her place longer than I was
supposed do. Shaking my head I leaned over her, hand
still on her pla... pussy, grabbed her hair and pulled
her head back before saying "You want my tongue in your
pussy don't you bitch?"
The man kept saying bitch, and I knew it was a bad word,
so using it seemed wrong, but I couldn't think of a word
to replace it. I thought about saying 'bad woman' but it
didn't seem to really work. Mistress Angela surprised me
by sort of screaming "Yes, eat me. Oh Jesus lick my
pussy," If my internal demon hadn't been so in control,
I think a nun begging for Jesus to lick her pussy would
have thrown me off a little. But I really didn't hear
much, only remembering it later.
Something wasn't completely right because I was kind of
pushing her face into the couch as I shoved my middle
finger into her pussy hard. Then I licked her ear. That
was really strange, her ear. I think if s****r Beth
hadn't realized I had a problem, I would be totally
crazy now, probably licking people's ears in stores and
stuff. But I did, and my fingers were making very vulgar
noises as I shoved it into her place. In and out a lot,
and really kind of hard.
I finally got control and pulled back, flipping Mistress
over again and lifting her legs to yank her panties off.
She had some lines on her face from the couch cushions,
but she was also very red and kind of drooling. I was
somehow standing over her, her legs in my arms, looking
up at me I said, "Oh yeah, that's my hot little pussy."
The next part made me feel both good, and really bad. I
sort of dropped to my knees and shoved my mouth against
her pussy as she screamed really loud. I mean ear
piercing loud, but it didn't sound as loud to me because
her legs came up to try and crush my head. That made me
feel better about doing it to her, which is why she did
it I'm sure. But... I orgasmed too.
From putting my mouth on a woman's vagina, which was
really worse than an ear if you think about it. I was
moaning and kind of crying in shame as her juices kind
of flowed out and into my mouth. I really didn't think
about it since we are supposed to lick it clean for the
ritual, it must have seemed natural to do.
It was actually kind of nice, though again the taste
aroused me like it had the first time. Though not
immediately, since I was orgasming and licking her
juices and moaning and crying as she squeezed my head
with her legs and made those really loud screams.
I don't think we did that for too long before she kind
of collapsed and her legs released my head. I licked her
juices for a while, then peeked up to see her sort of
staring at the wall, panting really fast. I eased out
from between her legs and crawled over beside her head
and said, "I'm sorry Mistress Angela, I tried to do what
that movie showed, but I probably messed it up. Are you
mad at me."
She really didn't focus on me for a while, then her eyes
drifted down as she caressed my face softly. Then I saw
her gather herself as she said, "I'm not mad Betsy. I
know you try as hard as you can and you can't help not
knowing how to do these things." She sat up and pulled
me up beside her to start licking my face clean. I had
"You try so hard, and are such a sweet girl, that I'll
try to set some time aside for you to practice some more
during the evenings," she said. I sort of cried a little
and hugged her as she soothed me, sobbing thank you to
I could feel her breasts on mine and hated myself for
getting aroused again. "I think s****r Beth is right and
we can make this work," Mistress Angela said, "I know
you find it hard c***d, but I think using your mouth on
my vagina really f***ed your body to work some of the
stress and arousal out. I'd like you to continue that
for a while before we try anything else," That made me a
little conflicted. I was happy that she was happy, but
the mouth and vagina thing seemed wrong, though my body
did find it arousing. I knew that because I was becoming
aroused at the thought of doing it.
She caressed my cheek thoughtfully, then said, "It's
early enough, I think you should ask young Leila if she
will let you do that to her. I know it's a terrible
inconvenience for her, but if she will make that
sacrifice for you fairly often, it should speed the
process up," Oh dear, Leila had done so much for me
already that it seemed wrong to ask it of her.
"A-are you sure Mistress? I hate to ask Leila to f***e
herself to do this," "The gift is in the giving dear,"
Mistress said, "I believe Leila will receive back
goodness greater than she offers. A sacrifice now is
rewarded by plenty later," I nodded, remembering that
lesson. Perhaps Leila would get something nice later
because she let me lick her vagina.
"thank you Mistress," I said.
She kissed my forehead and helped me put my clothes
together before sending me back to my room.
Leila was sitting in bed reading when I came in. She
dropped the book and hugged me tight with a big smile
and said, "How did it go? Did Mistress help? Did she say
you would be ok? Is there anything you need?"
I had a hard time keeping up, but I tried, so I said,
"Good, yes, probably, yes," Leila blinked and looked at
me suspiciously for a moment, so I said, "Was that
wrong? I couldn't remember all your questions," She
giggled then and said, "All right I think. So it went
well, that's great. Did you say you need something? I'll
do it, whatever it is I'll do it for you."
That got me to crying a little at how nice she was, but
she comforted me, even knowing that I got aroused when
her breasts touched my face. I wiped the tears and said,
"I-I know this is a lot to ask, but... but Mistress
Angela said I should... you know do the mouth and vagina
thing... well... often."
"Oh," Leila said, in a kind of discouraged voice before
adding "You need someone to do that with?" I nodded
miserably, but she shook herself and said, "Well were
s****rs now and if your s****r won't do that for you,
That confused me a little, not really sure if that made
sense, but really proud that she thought of us as
"Ok," Leila said, "let's do this on your bed. I'll lay
back and you can do your practice work."
"Thank you Leila," I said shyly, knowing what a
sacrifice this was. She just smiled and pulled her skirt
and panties off, then shucked her top too for some
reason, before lying naked on the bed.
"Your clothes get sweaty if you leave them on," she
That made a lot of sense, and I got a lot of girl juice
on mine with Mistress Angela. I pulled my clothes off,
blushing as Leila looked at me. "Did anyone tell you it
is cleaner to have someone shave your vagina hair?"
I blushed but nodded yes and said, "Mistress Angela said
I should ask you or Susan to do it"
She grinned and patted her vagina as she said, "Well,
we'll get this done, and maybe be able to shave you in
I crawled onto the bed, sliding between her legs,
blushing, but trying not to make her feel bad. When I
hesitated, Leila said, "What did you do with Mistress
Angela, didn't you do this already," That brought tears
again as I said, "I-I was terrible. It was so awful for
her," Leila sat up and hugged me tight, her breasts
rubbing mine. It was my first thought when she hugged
me, that her breasts were touching me. God I hoped I
didn't suddenly start licking her ear or trying to crush
"It's ok Betsy, I'll show you first, then you can do
it," she wiped my tears from my cheeks and smiled
hopefully at me "Ok?"
I nodded and said, "I'm sorry you have to do this
Leila," in a soft voice
"Anything for my s****r," she said brightly, guiding me
to my back and settling down on her front, her face by
my place and looking up to where my head was on the
pillows. "I'm not very good either Betsy, but I'll do
what I can. Tell me if it hurts or you don't like it,"
she said I wanted to say I wouldn't like it, but just
having her face down there brought my demon out.
My place was getting wet again, and I was kind of
gasping for breath as I stared at her mouth. She gave me
a warm smile as she started kissing the insides of my
thighs, then kind of talked while she kissed "This helps
I think to make it nicer. It seems rude to just put your
tongue in someone's pussy."
She paused then said, "Should I say pussy? s****r Beth
said you were supposed to, but I won't if you don't want
me to," My first response was kind of a grunting sound
as she licked my thigh.
I managed a gaspe,d "Ok... It... It's ok..."
"Great," she said, licking a long line almost to my
pl... pussy, getting a long moan from my demon.
"Wow Betsy," she said, as I felt her breath on my pussy,
"you're really wet"
Then she kissed me right on my pussy. Her lips touched
me there and they felt so warm and soft and hot and...
and other things. When her tongue kind of slid between
my pussy lips I gave a sort of sobbing scream and pushed
my hips up into her face.
It was so rude, but I didn't even think about it, my
pussy seeming to be drawn to her lips like they were
magnetic. I was having a really hard time breathing,
only able to draw in air in long gasps.
Her tongue licked all the way up my pussy, drawing
across my button, getting a spasm out of my body as I
yelled something. She put her hands around my hips I
think to keep me from banging her nose, and kept licking
me. Her tongue drawing up slowly, pushing in as it
passed my channel, then across my button. She did this a
few times, wrestling with me as I began screaming 'yes'
for some reason, then I orgasmed.
My demon is really strong, so he picked my hips up even
with Leila holding them, and I sort of pulled the covers
loose from the bed. When the demon let me go my butt was
hurting from clenching so hard, but the rest of me was
so relaxed and happy it was amazing. I think I was
toughening up some. Leila slid up beside me and I licked
her face clean in a leisurely sort of way. I realized
that I had tasted Leila's, Susan's, and Mistress
Oh god. My thighs kind of pushed together at the
thought, so I f***ed myself to sit up and say to Leila
"Thank you for doing that Leila. I'll do it now if
you'll let me," She gave me a quick kiss and laid down
in front of me. I was surprised to see her place was wet
with juices, but I shouldn't have been. Leila was such a
good person she probably tried really hard to get
herself aroused for me.
I laid down between her legs... then stopped. Her pussy
was right there in front of my face. I had put my mouth
on Mistress Angela's pussy... uh... but didn't really
have time to enjoy... um... observe it. Leila was clean
shaven like I was supposed to get, so everything was so
clear and pretty looking. Her outer lips were a little
engorged looking, and the inners slightly visible,
though terribly wet.
She was moaning softly for some reason, and I hoped she
wasn't trying to keep from being too disgusted. I was
mesmerized I think, just staring at, and breathing on
her pussy. Her wet... hot... girl's pussy. I realized I
was grunting in a breathy sort of way. Kind of a whimper
as I couldn't pull my eyes away.
"God Betsy," Leila moaned, "eat me..."
What happened next was strange even for me. I think my
demon took over because this wasn't something I saw on
TV, and I'm not normally an aggressive person, but... I
attacked her. I wrapped my hands around her thighs and
drove my face into her pussy, rubbing my face around and
in it, trying to cover myself with her juices. I'm sure
there was a perfectly reasonable explanation for why I
wanted to do that, but I couldn't remember it later.
Leila was saying 'oh god' continuously as her hands
grabbed my hair, but really, I wasn't aware of her at
all. Leila's pussy, that's what I saw, tasted, smelled
and touched for the next eternity. I think I orgasmed
while my face was still being covered, but eventually I
began making growly sort of noises as I did a weird
thing where I kind of grabbed her pussy lips in my lips
and began tugging and worrying at them. She orgasmed
while I was doing that, making me put my mouth over her
pussy and try to swallow her juices.
I want to say I did that because of the ritual, but that
would be a lie. It was really because I was mostly
insane and liked the taste. It aroused me. When she
stopped flowing heavily, I began using my tongue to push
in and f***e more out, letting it drive as deeply as
possible. I haven't mentioned before, but I have a
deformed tongue. It's really long. I can actually touch
the tip of my nose with it; though that's something I
never do since I had the nickname noselicker-
boogerpicker for a while until we moved.
The tongue was useful now as I pushed in and started
trying to lick every tiny part of her pussy. I was
getting a little frantic in my growls and moans as I
worked, but was quickly rewarded with more juice as
Leila pulled really hard on my hair and screamed my name
in a high pitched, and very piercing voice. I was having
to hold her down as I felt the flow of juices over my
tongue, pushing me into my own orgasm. We sort of yelled
and thrashed for a while until we both kind of relaxed.
I realized after a while that I was lying with my face
in another girl's place, so I blushed and slid up to lie
beside Leila. We took turns licking each other's face
"I'm sorry you had to do that Leila," I said softly
We were lying with our heads on the pillow facing each
other. She was still kind of breathing heavy as she
said, "It... it was actually good Betsy," When I blinked
in confusion she said, "I've been sort of aroused
lately," she shrugged shamefacedly as she added "I think
because you are, but this really helped," She reached up
to touch my lips thoughtfully and said, "I think because
you're so sweet and nice I was able to relax and try to
enjoy it as much as possible."
Her eyes got distant for a moment as she said, "I think
it helped me while it helped you."
"Do you really think so?" I asked hopefully. I hated
having to get Leila and the others to do this stuff for
me. I mean having to let me lick their pussies? I was
really worried they would just tell me no and how awful
I was. Maybe if I helped them while they helped me they
wouldn't hate me.
She nodded and said, "I do. It was sort of magical,
almost like you were given a gift to help me. Usually
someone helping me with my arousal still leaves me a
little aroused. I feel relaxed and happy right now."
"Thank you," I sobbed, hugging her tight We fell asl**p
together and when I woke up in the morning she was sort
of holding me. She gave me a sweet smile and said we
could shave my place now if I wanted. I looked down at
my hair and wondered how you would shave your pla...
Leila actually had a little flat stool that she set in
the shower for me and an attachment that went on the
shower head that turned it into a hand sprayer. She
sprayed my place down, then lathered it with shaving
cream, making me blush as I became aroused.
"Nothing to worry about Betsy," Sheila said as she began
shaving me "It happens to a lot of girls," My heart
about stopped when Susan walked in, but Leila just
smiled at her and said, "Hi Susan," Susan came over to
watch, making me blush as Leila's fingers were touching
my place, but Susan just said, "Leila's really good at
this Betsy, she does mine too." "Oh," I said, realizing
it would be easier for someone else to do for you.
"You two sounded like you did good last night," Susan
said with a smile
That made me blush and look down, but Leila said, "Don't
tease Susan. Betsy is trying really hard at this and I
think she did it as well as anyone I've ever met."
"Really?" Susan said with an approving smile for me,
"and I wasn't really teasing Betsy. I meant it when I
said you did good. I'd like to be able to do that so
well for my friends, but I think you have to be gifted
or blessed to be able to make the people you care about
feel good like that." Wow. She thought I might be
blessed in some way?
"You... you don't think I'm... well, a bad person?" I
asked softly, still very aware of Leila's fingers
pushing against my place as she worked Susan made a
scoffing noise and said, "Bad? No way Betsy. This is how
our bodies work, no one will blame you for that, and if
you're not willing to help your friends with things like
this, what kind of friend are you?"
"Oh," I said slowly, trying to concentrate as Leila was
finishing up by pulling my pussy lips tight as she
shaved around them "Uh... do you... uh... do you really
Susan knelt down by me and cupped my cheek as Leila
rinsed me off and said, "Betsy, Mistress Angela helped
you with this same thing right? I don't think she would
ever in a million years think to have you do something
bad," That made me cry and hug her as I realized she was
When I pulled away Leila said, "You're pretty aroused
Betsy, do you want me to help you?" As I nodded
ashamedly, Susan sighed and said, "I was just going to
ask for your help," Leila pulled me up and gave me a
kiss on the cheek as she thought, then looked at me and
said, "If you want, and Susan is ok with it, maybe you
could practice on her while I use my hand to help you,"
I blushed, but nodded yes meekly, hoping Susan wouldn't
be to disgusted to let me do that.
"Of course it's ok," Susan said, "I'm sure Betsy would
do it for me if I needed to"
That got me to nod and say "I'll do whatever you need
Susan. Thank you for letting me do this, I know how hard
it must be"
She gave me a kind of suspicious look, but Leila said,
"She really means it Susan, she's not trying to say
you're a bad person"
"Oh," Susan said, sort of stealing my stock answer
"If you stand against the wall, Betsy kneel and use her
tongue, and I can use my hand on her," Leila said
happily, pulling Susan to the wall, then guiding me
forward. She kind of guided me to my knees, then knelt
down directly behind me.
Putting her face close to my ear she said, "Ok Betsy,
just do what you did last night kind of, and I'll work
on getting you aroused a little before putting my
fingers on your pussy," Getting me aroused? I was very
aroused I thought, kind of panting a little already. As
I put my hands on Susan's thighs and leaned forward,
Leila reached around and cupped both my breasts with her
hands. I stopped to moan loudly as she must have pushed
my demon out of my breasts and into me. Luckily Susan
put her hands on my head and guided me to her place.
She was very wet too, making me feel bad that I hadn't
offered to help earlier. Her pussy was a lot like
Leila's, but her outer lips were tighter seeming, though
I could actually see her clit kind of peeking at me.
When my lips touched her pussy she let out a loud groan
at the same time I did.
Leila was really squeezing and fondling my breasts,
making my body want to kind of slide forward and rub
itself against Susan's leg. Susan tasted delicious. Oh
lord, I could hardly breath as I savored her flavor on
my tongue, moaning and grunting as Leila squeezed my
breasts, and I realized now, began rubbing her pussy
against my ass.
Since I couldn't really breath anyway, I went ahead and
let my tongue begin drawing along Susan's lips, licking
up her juices, eventually pushing in to get more. She
gave a high pitched squeal as my tongue pushed deep
inside her and curled to pull more juice out.
When Leila slid a hand down to my pussy, she kind of
pulled it back as she pushed her pussy forward. She was
making really weird noises as she squeezed my breast,
ran a finger along my pussy, and rubbed her pussy
against my ass.
I was pushing in deep with my tongue, holding Susan
still with my hands as I grunted and growled into her
pussy, the juices flowing heavily now. I wanted more and
more so I kept probing with my tongue, and after a
couple of times, realized that a spot inside made her
moan loudly and get juicier. After that I stroked over
it every time I went by it. She was kind of grinding my
face into her as she began yelling 'oh god' really
Susan orgasmed with a very loud scream that I didn't
understand, but the couple of squirts of her juice were
incredible, making me sob with excitement as I swallowed
and licked frantically. Leila's finger was actually
poking inside me as she really fondled my breast. It was
while I was busy licking and sobbing that she leaned
forward and stuck her tongue in my ear.
s****r Beth must have told her to do that, because Leila
was much to sweet and caring to have thought of it on
her own. But I really did have some kind of weird ear
thing, because as soon as she did I pushed my face into
Susan's pussy and screamed loudly as my orgasm pushed me
close to death again. I was barely aware of Susan sort
of sagging over me as Leila began frantically rubbing
her pussy against my ass before orgasming with a high
pitched steam whistle kind of noise.
She froze with one hand on my breast, another in my
place, and her mouth on my ear as she covered my ass
with her juices. It's embarrassing to say, but I was
kind of drifting, my mouth sort of lazily licking Susan
as I mumbled and drooled and thought about whether Leila
would have to lick her juices off my ass.
I was a little out of it, just following Leila as we
went back to the room and put on some clothes, but the
knock on our door made me blink back to awareness.
Jessie, one of the other girls in our class poked her
head in and said, "Hey Leila, s****r Beth wanted you and
Betsy to come by her office this morning."
Leila smiled and said, "Ok, thanks Jessie," before
turning and saying to me, "you ready?"
When I nodded she took my hand and walked with me to
s****r Beth's office. I was feeling shy and confused
now, remembering the things we had done in the shower.
It had seemed right at the time, but now I was having
trouble understanding why I did those things. I blushed
as I remembered pushing my tongue into Susan's... place.
s****r Beth looked up from her desk with a warm smile
for us and waved us to the chairs in front of her. She
gave me an appraising look, probably checking to see if
I was going to do something crazy, then turned to Leila
and asked "Is everything going well Leila?"
"Oh yes ma'am," Leila said with a proud smile for me
"Betsy did great. She's really special and helped both
me and Susan. She's the nicest and most helpful person I
know," I blushed really hard at that, almost crying I
was so happy at what she said. Sheila squeezed my hand
when I looked down and said, "Don't be shy Betsy, it's
"I agree," s****r Beth said softly, looking at me with a
soft smile when I looked up. "Mistress Angela said the
same thing, so I'm feeling pretty hopeful we're on the
right path." That made my heart thump, realizing she
meant I might not go crazy after all.
"How do you feel right now Betsy?" s****r Beth asked
I paused in shock when I realized I felt good, not
aroused our crazy at all. In fact I had felt good
since... since the shower. I looked at Sheila for a
second, catching her smile of encouragement as I turned
to s****r Beth to say "Really good s****r."
That got a proud smile from her as she said, "Excellent.
I think we need to focus on your sweet and giving nature
more Betsy. Trying to solve your arousal problems by
just concentrating on you just makes you feel guilty I
think," What? I looked at the s****r in confusion, but
she just nodded and said, "You need to feel you are
helping other people when you do these things Betsy. I
would guess you felt best after helping other people
with their arousal, am I right.,
I looked at Sheila again, thinking about what the s****r
had said. Did I? I was always embarrassed when I did
that, and my Demon seemed to take over most times,
but... but it did seem like I was always aroused after
Sheila helped me, but felt relaxed and happy when we
helped each other.
"I-I think so," I mumbled.
"You do Betsy," Sheila said brightly "It's like you glow
when you're helping me. I always think you feel bad when
it's just me helping you, but when you do it for me you
seem so... so angelic," Huh? Did she say angelic... as
I blinked in confusion as she smiled at me, then turned
to look at s****r Beth as she said, "So what I would
like to do is to start having you spend time helping
other people with their arousal, and see if we can build
on that," I was really confused again. She wanted me to
do... what I had done with Shiela with more people?
"What?" I asked finally.
s****r Beth smiled and looked at me like I was slow as
she said, "Help other people. Mistress Angela said you
were such a sweet and smart girl, and you did so well
with her," Mistress Angela said that? Wow, that was
really good. I perked up a little, glad to hear she
hadn't thought I was a total maniac ready to lick ears
and crush heads after all. s****r Beth looked at Sheila
and said, "Sheila, do you think Betsy can do this?"
"Oh yes," Sheila said excitedly.
Looking back at me s****r Beth said, "I'd like you to
report to Mistress Angela Betsy and let her show you
what to do, then I'd like you to spend this weekend
working with the other s****rs, ok?"
Um... what? Show me what to do? I blinked for a second,
then said, "Uh... ok s****r."
s****r Beth gave me that look like I was slow in the
head, but smiled and waved Sheila and I out.
"This is great Betsy," Sheila bubbled as we held hands
and walked up the stairs to the Mistresses rooms.
"It is?" I asked in confusion.
"Of course," Betsy said, "s****r Beth would never have
let you do this if she didn't think you were... um..."
she trailed off, but I realized what she meant and I
smiled a little. Safe. She meant s****r Beth thought I
might not be dangerous. "Yeah," I said slowly, then
looked at her and said, "Thank you Leila."
We stopped at the Mistresses door as Leila pulled me in
for a hug and whispered "You're my best friend Betsy and
I want you to be better. I'll make you better."
That got me to crying a little as I said, "You're the
best friend I've ever had."
We eventually calmed down and Sheila gave me a soft kiss
on the lips as she left, saying "Learn everything
Mistress tells you and I'll see you later."
I sighed a little as I realized her kiss had made me
aroused again. A long way to go I thought, before my
Demon is under control.
Mistress Angela was in a robe with her hair down when
she let me in with a smile, guiding me back to the couch
I had done those... things to her on. I sat down next to
her as she said, "s****r Beth is very hopeful and thinks
she has found the best way to bring you through this
I was sitting very upright and proper, trying to keep
Mistress Angela from thinking I was sloppy or... crazy.
I nodded but didn't say anything as she continued "So I
think we will try a slightly different approach today,
and if it works, have you apply it to the other
s****rs," she frowned a little as she said, "But you
must be very sure you want to do this Betsy, the s****rs
are making a great sacrifice to do this for you and I
don't want them to that for nor purpose."
"I do Mistress," I said.
She looked into my eyes for moment, then said, "I'll
demonstrate what you should do, then I want you to show
me you can do it. If I think you have learned how, and
are serious about making the effort, I will ask the
other s****rs to make this sacrifice for you," "Thank
you Mistress," I whispered, a little overwhelmed at how
much people were willing to do for me. I could tell
Mistress Angela really didn't want to do this and it
made me feel guilty to think it was my fault.
Mistress Angela sighed, then took my hand and led me
into her bedroom. It had a very large bed in the middle
that had tall wooden posts at each corner, and... I
blinked to be sure, but the ceiling above the bed was a
"Wha..." I started, but Mistress said, "It is to remind
me that the Lord is always watching over me." Oh. I
stared at the mirror for a second and realized that made
a lot of sense. I was surprised my parents hadn't done
"Now," Mistress said, then waited for me to look back at
her before continuing "You did well yesterday when you
filled the role of the husband, but I want you to be
comfortable with a more caring method."
I blushed fiercely, knowing she was talking about how
the things I had done to her were very violent. I should
have known it would make me seem crazy... or at least
"No," she said, putting her hand on my chin so she could
look me in the eye "You did well, and a wife may find
her husband reacting in such a fashion, but I will show
you other methods."
"Um..." I muttered, trying to figure that out. A husband
She smiled and said, "Now Betsy, I will fill the role of
a loving husband and you will be a willing wife, ok?"
Oh, ok," I said slowly, not sure what she meant.
Mistress stepped up and put her hand behind my head as
she leaned in and gave me a soft kiss. She was taller
than me and her hair sort of covered my face as she did
it, but I was very aware of her breasts pushing against
me through her robe. When her tongue slid into my mouth
I moaned a little and put my arms around her. Willing
wife she said and the words kind of went through my
brain over and over as her hands pulled me tight to her
and her tongue sort of swirled around in my mouth.
She did this for a short time, then she stepped back a
smiled at me as she said, "Very good Betsy, now I want
you to pretend you are trying to make your husband
excited for you. Take your clothes off slowly while I
I blinked in confusion for a moment as she sat on the
edge of the bed and looked at me. Excite my husband? I
wasn't really sure what that meant, but I tried to do
what she said, reaching up to unbutton my blouse. I was
blushing furiously but my... place was becoming damp for
some reason. I undressed every night so I shouldn't be
getting aroused from doing it now. Maybe I was better at
pretending Mistress was my husband than I thought.
When I pushed my blouse off Mistress licked her lips as
my bra was exposed. Was that good? I reached down and
slipped my skirt off my hips and let it slide down to
pool at my feet, sort of covering my place with my hand,
afraid Mistress would see the spot.
"You're doing good Betsy, now the rest," she said with
an encouraging smile.
I hesitated, but reached back and unhooked my bra and
let it slide off, then dropped my hands when she nodded
for me to do so. She licked her lips again and reached
out to grab my hips and pull me toward her.
"Men find a woman's form arousing dear," Mistress said,
looking up at me, her lips only inches from my bosom.
"Disrobing like this in front of him will generally
excite him and make him eager to enjoy his wife's body,"
Mistress said. Then she did something that made my demon
moan and take control for a second. She leaned forward
and her mouth wrapped around my left nipple. My head
tilted back and I panted loudly as her tongue lapped
over it as it pushed out.
Her hands held me in place as she began licking, then
sucking on my breast. Her lips went to the side and she
sucked on it, drawing the skin up and getting a loud
moan from me. My knees began bending a little as my
place began itching and throbbing. My demon was
disappointed when Mistress sat back and looked up at me.
There were cold spots on my breast where it was damp
from her mouth. My eyes were half closed and I was
panting wildly when I looked down again.
"Very good," Mistress said calmly "I think we can make
this work. I was afraid you would not want me to do
this, and I don't want to make myself do these things if
you won't benefit from it," I was still having trouble
thinking, but I understood how hard this was for her and
said, "Please mistress, I'll do whatever I need to, to
keep from going crazy."
"Ok Betsy," she said with a sigh. "I'll do the rest."
She pulled me forward and guided me to lie back in the
middle of the bed.
I laid there with my hands at my sides as she slid next
to me, then leaned over and began kissing me again. This
time though, when her tongue went in my mouth her hand
came up to cup my breast. I kind of whimpered into her
mouth as her warm hand began kneading and fondling me.
did this for a couple of minutes as I tried to control
my demon, though he was making my hips move up and down
some. She eventually began kissing the side of my face,
then my ear as I turned my head slightly.
I groaned loudly as she pushed her tongue into my ear,
making me almost cry at how messed up I was and how nice
she was to do this for me. She had to be really unhappy
to do be f***ed to do these things.
When she moved back to kissing my mouth again, her hand
slipped off my breast and down my belly. When her
fingers touched my panties I began making uh-uh noises
into her mouth, which turned into squeaks as her fingers
slid over them and came to rest on the wet spot over my
place. Mistress Angela's fingers began stroking my place
slowly as she leaned down to kiss my neck.
I was making weird grunting sounds in rhythm with the
way her finger was moving and for some reason was very
aware of the feel of her lips on my neck. I was making
so much noise that I think Mistress felt bad for me
because she was making moaning noises to cover mine up.
Her hand slid back upwards to the top of my panties,
then eased under them to slide back down and her fingers
slipped between my... place.
"Oh... uh... oh mistress," I sort of squealed as her
fingers pressed into me a little.
Her mouth moved down and wrapped around my nipple again
as one of her fingers began pushing into my p-pussy. I
couldn't really catch my breath as it felt like little
bolts of lightning was shooting between my nipple and my
pussy. Her finger felt so big as it pulled out a little,
then pushed back in. My demon began yelling words as my
hips pushed up and down and my head was tossing back and
Mistress did this for a couple of minutes as I began
sort of pushing myself up the bed and was screaming
something... I think it might have been a bad word, but
I'm not sure. Then the orgasm swept through me. My whole
body tightened up and I let out a loud scream as I felt
my juices squirt out of me, but it was really odd with
her finger inside as my pussy clamped down really hard.
Then she sort of bit my nipple a little which should
have been really weird, but caused my demon to really go
crazy and try to make me float off the bed as I squirted
more woman juices. When the orgasm passed, I collapsed
back on the bed, panting as Mistress slid her hand out
of my panties.
I caught my breath when she began kissing her way down
my body, her lips so soft and her tongue so hot as it
slipped out to lick me her and there. I was still sort
of floating from the orgasm as she knelt between my legs
and slowly slid my panties off. My eyes were half closed
as I watched her do it. She was kneeling, her head down
and her hair falling free and tickling my skin
She let out another soft moan as my panties slid past my
place, probably unhappy about what she was making
herself do. She slid them off my legs, then let her
hands run up and down my legs before sliding lying face
down between my legs, her mouth over my place. She
looked up into my eyes, then stared at me as her mouth
came forward to fasten on my pussy.
We both moaned loudly and I pushed my head back as I
felt her tongue slip between my pussy lips.