Chapter 3: Monster

Sister Rosario’s mouth hung open in a silent show of ecstasy. Her hands caressed Amelia’s face and neck tenderly, as Amelia’s hands wandered around underneath the woman’s hiked-up dress.

Amelia wasn’t quite sure how she knew what to do, but it was like second nature running a hand along Sister Rosario’s thigh up to the edge of her tights.  Pulling, she easily lowered one before the other, wanting them fully out of the way.

"Your skin is so tender, Sister Rosario." Amelia murmured nipping at the woman’s ear.

Beneath her touch, Sister Rosario convulsed, sending a wave of white light rushing towards Amelia. Bending down, Amelia placed her mouth against the woman’s once more, allowing the light to enter her.

"Delicious." Amelia cooed, greedily slurping up every last bit of Sister Rosario’s lust, "But this isn’t enough.  I want more."

A moan escaped sister Rosario's mouth at her words, sending a primal need running through Amelia.  Instinctively, her hand traveled up Sister Rosario’s thigh, continuing until it rested on the woman’s soaking wet underwear.

"Please…" Sister Rosario whimpered, arching her back so that she pressed closer to Amelia’s fingers.  "Please."

"Your pleading voice is so cute, Sister." Amelia giggled as she gently caressed her.  "So very cute."

Placing her mouth against Sister Rosario’s once more, Amelia allowed the appetizing light to flow into her.  Immediately, it cooled the burning thirst that had haunted her for so many days.

Leaning her head back, Amelia let out a laugh as the feeling of intoxication overtook her, leaving her giddy. 

In her arms, Sister Rosario began to stir. Not having her fill just yet, Amelia fixed her gaze back on the woman. 

"Now, now sister, be patient."

Stroking softly Amelia took pleasure in the sounds that were escaping the sisters' mouth. With each moan and groan, she quickened her pace, but just touching above the thin fabric of her underwear wasn’t enough.

Trailing her fingers to the top of Sister Rosario’s panties, Amelia allowed her fingers to venture beneath, touching the soft skin below. Stubble tickled the tips of her fingers as she continued to move until finally her fingers found the wet peaks of Sister Rosario’s womanhood.

"Please, more." Sister Rosario began to beg, her body blazing with white light.

"As you wish."

Dipping her fingers in, Amelia took utter pleasure in invading Sister Rosario’s most sensitive of places, moving her fingers in gentle circles at first before beginning to allow them to slide in and out, filling the room with a low squelching sound.

"MORE!" Sister Rosario moaned as her body began to shake.

Lost in pure bliss, Amelia returned to feeding on Sister Rosario as her fingers moved quickly in and out of the woman, building her higher until finally allowing her to climax.

"That’s right, Sister Rosario, give me all of your delicious nectar."

Amelia greedily gulped down all of the white light that emerged from Sister Rosario as she convulsed again and again before growing still.

Letting a long sigh of pleasure escape her lips, Amelia collapsed on the cool marble of the chapel floor. She could feel her head growing hazy with the delectable lust that she had just received from Sister Rosario, and she couldn’t help but enjoy the feeling.

So lost in her pleasure, Amelia didn’t notice Sister Rosario coming back to her senses and quickly scrambling to her feet.

"MONSTER!" The sister screeched, pointing a finger at Amelia. "DEMON!"

"Wai…" Amelia began, only to stop as Sister Rosario turned and ran for the exit of the chapel.

Lifting her hands Amelia stared wide eyed at her skin that was glowing with a strange light. Was this the reason Sister Rosario had called her a monster?  What exactly was going on?

“What is this?” Amelia murmured, turning her hands this way and that as if that would make the light disappear.

With her head still fuzzy, Amelia tried to make sense of what exactly was going on. She vaguely remembered feeling parched and starving, then she remembered glimpses of strange images, followed by a hoard of infatuated girls.  Each memory flashed before her one by one, snapping her back to reality.

Feeling bile rise in her throat, Amelia couldn’t quite accept what had just happened.  There was no way that it was real, she wasn’t a monster, she would never do something like that to Sister Rosario.

Jumping up, Amelia hurried towards the chapel’s exit just as Sister Rosario and Father Charles entered.

"SHE IS A DEMON FATHER CHARLES!" Sister Rosario cried.  "YOU MUST DO SOMETHING TO RESTORE MY CHASTITY!"

"What?" Amelia asked, feeling like she was going to throw up.  “I’m not a monster…” She whispered as her heart slammed in her chest.  “I’m not…”

"DON’T PLAY DUMB!" Sister Rosario shrieked.  "You know what you did, you monster!"

"Amelia, I’m sorry, but until we investigate this further, you need to come with me." Father Charles spoke gently, moving towards Amelia.  "Please corporate."

"Corporate?" Amelia asked.  "But why?  I haven’t done anything!"

"LIAR!" 

Amelia couldn’t help but flinch at the harshness behind Sister Rosario’s words.   She wasn’t exactly sure of what was going on, but for someone she considered family to call her a monster, that stabbed deeply at her heart.

"Amelia, please just come with us." Father Charles said, keeping his voice even.  "If what you’ve been accused of proves to be false, then you will go free after, okay?"

Sucking in a breath, Amelia nodded. Though she didn’t know what was going on, she knew that arguing and fighting wouldn’t get her anywhere.

"Okay." Amelia agreed.  "I’ll cooperate with you, Father Charles."

"That’s a good girl."

Smiling, Father Charles motioned for Amelia to come closer.  Obliging, Amelia made to move forward just as three more men surged into the chapel.  

"DON’T MOVE!" One shouted as he grabbed Amelia by one arm.  "YOU’RE COMING WITH US!"

"What?" Amelia asked, panic rising.  "Father Charles, what’s going on?"

Smirking, Father Charles chuckled, "You’re going to be locked up, you monster. Take her away, boys."

"WAIT!" Amelia called as Father Charles and Sister Rosario turned to leave.  "WAIT!"

As Amelia called their retreating backs for help, the men surrounded her, roughly cuffing her wrists behind her back and grabbing her shoulders harshly.

"Move!" Another snapped, shoving Amelia hard so she would move forward.

"GET UP!"

Over and over, the men continued to yell and manhandle Amelia as they led her down to the church's basement. The area was somewhere Amelia had never been, but had been told about.  It was the place people went to die, never to return.  It was most certainly not somewhere that she was supposed to be.

"Please let me go." Amelia begged as the men began to open up an empty cell.  "I haven’t done anything wrong!"

"Sure."

Laughing, the men lifted Amelia by the shoulders and threw her into the cage.

"Enjoy your stay, after all you won’t be here very long.” One laughed with glee.

“Yeah, they’re bringing the hunters to do away with you, you disgusting creature.” The other added.

Laughing, they slammed the cell door shut and locked it, leaving Amelia lying in place, confused and utterly alone.