She released a gasp of euphoria as she stepped under the shower, feeling the hot water wash away the chill and the chlorine of the pool and ease her muscles. She ran her hands across her naked body, rubbing the tattoos to try and ease the tension of her binds. Why did this feel so good? She leaned against the wall, letting the water pour down her unclothed frame while she massaged herself. Her eyes bolted open when she realized what she was doing, discovering that she had started squeezing her breasts and was sliding her fingers between her legs. She held her arms out to her sides and shook her head like a dog, trying to free herself of these sinful sensations.About to turn off the shower, she stopped and nearly fell to her knees. Her breathing became haggard and she clutched herself. The bonds, they were ... changing! The tattoos rearranged themselves on her body taking a new pattern. Originally, amongst the different knots and webs on her chest and stomach, she had had a rope goin
Lily did as she was told and Xavier had her stand under a low-hanging pipe. Taking her blouse, he looped it over the pipe and then tied the sleeves around her wrists, keeping her bound like shackles with her arms raised. Standing naked while tied up, Lily shivered with embarrassment and fear. This was different from all her other moments with Xavier, there would be no fun or pleasure. She had broken the rules and now she had to be punished. He was standing behind her, what was he doing?The whiplash of a belt across her lower back made her cry out in pain unmatched by anything in her life. She could feel a red welt forming on her vanilla skin and she tried to hold back her tears."What are you doing?!""I'm punishing you. You broke the rules and brought this on yourself."He whipped her again, this time on her thighs. She screamed and pulled at the blouse binding her wrists. A third strike was delivered, landing across her rear end."I'm sorry! Please stop!" she sobbed."I thought you
"And what is the truth that will be shown?""I don't know. I wish I could tell you, but I can't. I really wish I could, but I just can't.Hauser's brow furrowed. "One more thing. What made you think God sent you this dream?"She looked up at him, hoping he would understand what she was trying to tell him. "Because we need His protection. I'm sorry, Father. I really need to go."She turned around and ran off, leaving Hauser to ponder over what she had told him. He was now certain from that desperate look in her eye that she was holding something back, probably even lying. She repeatedly told him that while she wished she could tell him more, she was unable. What if it wasn't because of a lack of information on her part? Maybe someone was keeping her quiet. The police? The school? Or maybe something evil had had actually latched itself onto her and was trying to stop her from spilling its secret. It was time to consult someone on this matter, should the worst be true.The day at last c
"What are you doing here?!" she hissed."I wanted to join you. You were having so much fun."She blushed and looked away, embarrassed from the joy she had felt just a moment ago. She readjusted her arm across her breasts and Xavier sighed."Honey, we're a little past that. Relax, I know what you look like. Besides, I'm in the same boat as you are."She refused to meet his gaze. "Stop that. I'm not like you. I'm nothing like you."Xavier moved over to her and she screwed her eyes shut, afraid of how he was going to molest her. She could feel the movements in the water, his hand reaching for her covered breasts. But instead, he gently grasped her hand."Do you think people cover themselves because they really believe that nudity is sinful, or because they are afraid of the world not accepting their true selves? Be proud of who you are. You don't have to hide your beauty, especially from me."The way he spoke, that gentle and soothing way, it would have made her heart flutter if coming f
'I guess it really isn't that big a deal.'She stepped onto the diving board and again felt a small twinge of nervousness, realizing she had basically put herself on display for Xavier like a trophy. She shook those thoughts away and cleared her mind, trying to focus on how she was going to do this. She dared a glance at him. The smile he was wearing was warm, supportive, and sent a rush through her. She again tried to push these strange feelings away, and after a quick hop to built up energy, she leapt off the board. She was far from graceful and hit the water before she even knew what she had to do.'Ah damn it. Now he'll make fun of me for sure.'Preparing herself for Xavier's ridicule, she surfaced, but couldn't find him anywhere. Had he left? "Xavier?"The reply came when she felt his hands on her back and rear end. He burst from the water beneath her like a missile, picking her up and tossing her a few feet away with a splash. She gave a shrill yelp when he sent her airborne, an
"That depends on your level of faith. If you are just a fake Satanist, then I am the man who is about to turn your life into Hell. If you truly believe in the Antichrist's arrival, in MY arrival, then I am your new Master.""You're the Antichrist?"Xavier's eyes lit up like burning coals and she was brought to her knees by the weight of his power, crushing her from all sides like the ocean. A wide smile crossed her face, when any normal girl would have been crying in terror."I've been waiting for this day my entire life, the day when I would finally meet you. It's been my dream to take part in the end of the world, to help bring about the destruction of mankind."A cruel smile crossed Xavier's lips. "It seems you may be of some use to me. Very well, I will let you serve me from this point forward. What is your name?""Daphne, Daphne Brooke.""Daphne, do you swear to do anything I tell you and obey my every command?""I swear!""Do you swear to give yourself to me, mind, body, and sou
For the next hour, she watched the story unfold. When the first sex scene started, her collar activated and held her still, fighting her desire to rip off the headphones and cover her eyes. She had seen Xavier rape Sophie so many times before, but this was different. The consensual aspect spared her the fear and anguish she felt during those times, leaving only an instinctive reaction. The scene had one of the secondary female characters fucking her teacher for a better grade, and as she watched them rip off each other's clothing, she felt her body shudder with nervousness. This sensation, it was almost impossible to describe. It was like the dread she felt when she was called to the Disciplinary Committee's office, but so much more intense, and even ... pleasurable. The sight of the woman's breasts made Helena's stomach twist with jealousy. Sure, hers were a good size, but this woman's were like melons. Were those the implants she had heard of?She watched as she started sucking him
The story picked up from the night before, with the cliché college drama continuing to play out. Helena tried to ignore the bad acting and focus on the plot, if only to stave off boredom. The first XXX scene came and Helena blushed with shame and revulsion. It wasn't a sex scene, just one of the college girls masturbating while murmuring the name of a male character. The disgust Helena felt was different from the previous night when the first sex scene started. At least then, she could shrug off the unavoidable sensation of lust by telling herself that her body would naturally react to the sight of two people engaging in intercourse. Back then, she felt like just the observer, like she was a simple student watching a movie in health class. Watching the busty brunette stir her fingers around in her slit removed that mental buffer. This felt much more intimate, like she was right there in that dark bedroom. The woman might as well have been right in front of her, knees spread with her