The day continued on without anything strange occurring. All of the classes were normal and went by simply. Sister Olivia was brutal as usual, though she did let Helena off with a warning when she caught her daydreaming. She had to wonder if Olivia was doing to out of the goodness of her heart or if the Headmaster had told her to go easy. Either way, the reprieve was nice. Xavier didn't say anything to her for the rest of the day, never even looked at her. What was going to happen?Helena stood in the university school supplies store, looking at the plastic jewelry box with nervousness. Along with notebooks, pencils, and all manner of tools a student would need, the store sold rosaries and other religious talismans. The one that Helena was looking at was a medallion with the Triquetra symbol¬–the circle entwined into a three-sided loop, also known as the trinity knot. It was a Celtic take on the Holy Trinity, with the three corners representing the Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. Normal
Xavier pulled the cross out and crouched down, watching the blood of her torn hymen dribble out. Laughing, he leaned forward and ran his tongue between the lips of her pussy, lapping up the blood as if it were honey. Helena watched in revulsion, sickened by this monster's depravity but not surprised. He was the Antichrist; of course he would have a thirst for her virgin blood. As he continued licking, Sophie's reaction changed. What Helena had thought to be sobs of pain were becoming pants of arousal, with tears continuing to pour from her eyes as she whimpered with each flick of his tongue. Between her legs, Xavier was playing her like a saxophone, licking up every sweet drop of her nectar and teasing her lips with his own, while his tongue slithered back and forth inside her. He moved up an inch and put all of his focus on her erect clitoris, stimulating her in ways she never thought possible. Sophie's small whimpers became shameful moans as he sucked on the small nub and twirled
Stretching, Xavier gave one final laugh. "That was fun, I'll see you both later."He snapped his fingers and the wires binding the two girls disappeared. Even while free, Helena couldn't move. Her body was devoid of strength, as if she were drugged. She and Sophie did nothing but close their eyes and drift to sleep."Sophie! Sophie! Wake up!""Huh? What's going on?"The alarm was ringing, and as soon as she heard it, Helena woke up and bolted to her friend's bed."Are you ok? Are you hurt? Come on, we have to get you to the hospital!""What are you talking about? I'm fine!""Fine?! Don't you remember what happened last night?!"Sophie looked at her, a look of annoyance mixed with a total lack of patience. "Helena, did you have another nightmare?"Helena stared at her, wide eyed. Standing there, she realized that the stitches that had bound her lips together were gone, as well as the threads that had held her to the bed, and even the scars they had worn into her skin. She staggered bac
"Thank you."Helena stood before the doors of the university church, trying to work up the courage to touch the handles. It was in here that Xavier had revealed himself as the Antichrist and placed that collar on her. To her, this church had lost the feel of protection, as well perhaps as all churches. But there was someone here, someone who may be able to help. Pushing aside her fears, she opened the doors and stepped inside. At the end of the church, by the podium, a priest stood while facing a group of elementary school students, pointing out different aspects of the structure and giving them a mechanical understanding. He was Father Hauser, a young priest, early thirties, and at this school he was a professor of architecture, namely churches as to be expected. He was also a good friend of Helena.Seeing her step into the church, he grinned and waved her over. A nervous smile, she approached and stood next to him in front of the young children."Boys and girls, this is one of my
Sitting behind his desk, Father Hauser leaned back in his chair. "Was this like the other times? Did it feel like the investigations?""Much worse. Normally when I come to a scene, I can feel something watching me, always one or at most a handful. I can feel their presence and their desire to keep me out. Here, it's like I'm being ignored but I still feel the evil. There is something in this school, and while it isn't aware of who I am, the weight of its presence is more intense than anything I've ever felt.""Thane, do you really believe there is something at this school? A spirit? A poltergeist? A demon?""None of those. This is something new.""And you're sure?""Absolutely."Once again, Hauser leaned back in his chair, deep in thought."You know something, don't you?" Thane asked."A few days ago, there were three suicides in the city. They weren't our students, but it was very unusual. They were performed simultaneously at different locations and in very gruesome ways. Then yeste
"Well we can't do it in your room or mine, not with our roommates always around. We have to be clever about where we do it so that we're not discovered. Besides, wouldn't it just be so lovely? To fulfill our bond outside, the fresh air to our skin? We're doing what nature intended us to do, so doesn't it seem the most fitting that our first time be out in nature instead of in some dark bedroom? We could do it here in the cool shade or out in the light and feel the warmth of the sun on our entwined bodies."He could tell he had won her over, but she was still very hesitant. She was wringing her skirt, unable to look at him. "I ... I don't know how to make love," she soft softly.Xavier smiled and again rubbed the top of her head. "Don't worry, I know how it's supposed to be done. I'll show you the way, just do whatever I tell you and don't resist anything. First thing's first, take off your clothes and let me see that beautiful body of yours."Trembling like a leaf but desperate to kee
She opened her mouth wide and he slid it in, taking his time to rub the head against her tongue. She closed her lips around it and he slowly pushed it in until she started to gag."There you go. Doesn't it feel good to have that in your mouth? Now start moving your head back and forth. Suck on it like a vacuum, use your tongue and cheeks."Desperate to obey, she began bobbing her head while using the softest parts of her mouth to pleasure him. He sighed with a smile as she diligently worked, her confidence and skill rising with each passing second. He put his hand on her head, breathing heavily from the efforts of the young woman."You're such a good girl. Now let's see just how deep we can get it in."Holding the sides of her head, he pushed himself in to her throat. Immediately she tried to push him off her, feeling her gag reflex firing up and trying to expel the mass."No, don't fight it. You're supposed to choke on it. Just relax your throat and let it happen."Tears were streami
"Can you feel that? Can you feel how much love I just shot into you?"She silently nodded, not trusting her voice."Good, you and I are going to be spending a lot of time together. Your body belongs to me now, got it?"She nodded again."Good, and make sure you shave yourself down there before our next meet. Hair is a real turnoff for me."The pages were flipped with anger and impatience, but refused to give up the information Helena was after. She was in the library, looking for any information she could get on the Antichrist. She couldn't find much; every mentioning was about what would happen with the Apocalypse and told her nothing that she didn't already know from reading the bible: a charismatic guy would appear, a genius of politics and economics, who would use fake miracles and lies to turn people away from Christ. Then Jesus would show up and the Apocalypse would happen.But nothing told her how to beat him herself, or how to at least fight him. What really concerned her was