Two hours before dawn, Sister Olivia was at last lowered to the floor. Her body was etched with cuts from head to toe and she was wallowing in a puddle of blood and semen. Her glasses were broken, her eyes blank. Xavier stood over her, tired and satisfied. He put his foot on her head, pushing down as if to crush her skull."How does it feel to be broken? To be powerless? I'm going to make sure you never forget it."Sister Olivia bolted up in bed, sobbing and drenched in sweat. She looked around wildly, expecting to see the church. She was in her bedroom, still wearing the same underwear and nightgown she had worn to bed, and there wasn't a single cut on her body. She grasped her crucifix on her bedside table and began feverishly praying, asking God to protect her from whatever evil had evoked the worst nightmare of her life.For the rest of the day, Sister Olivia was unable to face her class, but it was Xavier she was most terrified of. She knew it had just been a bad dream, but it ha
"Let me see your injuries.""Fuck off, I don't want you admiring your handiwork."Since she had already cursed Sister Olivia, she saw no point in keeping a civil tongue around Xavier. Besides, God would forgive her.Sighing in annoyance, he sat on the edge of Sophie's bed. "You idiot, why do you think I'm here? I sensed you were hurt and wanted to make sure you were ok."This was the last thing Helena had expected Xavier to say. This concern, this kindness ... Before, he always seemed to be in control of every situation, but now he seemed like he had been completely blindsided. The look on his face and his gentle tone made her blush, regardless of her feelings."Well ... what about Sophie? Did you do that as well?""Yeah, but relax. It's just slight case of anemia. She'll be right as rain tomorrow. Now let me see your hand."Normally, Xavier's confession would leave her struggling to contain her rage, but it was the fact he had been so bluntly honest that left her fury unable to ignit
'Wow, Xavier wasn't kidding when he said he had broken her spirit. He's got her trained like Pavlov's dog.'Daphne grabbed Lily's face and began kissing her, her fingers pumping back and forth in her pussy while her tongue slithered in her mouth. Even after going down on Daphne back in Xavier's room, Lily wanted to scream in revulsion from kissing a girl. Her body was reacting to the molestation, but she held no attraction to women. Daphne didn't care. Like Xavier, she loved violating girls, and the more unwilling they were, the better. Getting more aggressive, Daphne pulled her fingers out of Lily and jammed them into her mouth, forcing them so far into her throat she almost gagged."Yeah, take it, you little slut."She then stepped back and ripped off her shirt and her bra. Grabbing Lily, she forced her face into her chest, smothering her with her tits. Once again, Lily tried to push Daphne off her, overwhelmed with the sensation of the fleshy water balloons against her face and des
The lights turned off and her alarm clock set, Helena lied on her back and waited for sleep to come. Easier said than done. Her mind refused to settle and her body would not relax. She stared at the ceiling, telling herself again and again that this was the same view Sophie had whenever Xavier raped her. Her friend would look up and cry, seeing that exact same section of plaster tiles while the Antichrist had his way with her. What had she thought about? What were the thoughts and feelings rushing through her mind during those horrific nights? She knew exactly why Xavier was making her do this; he wanted to make her curious as too what Sophie had gone through, but she couldn't help but follow with his plan. Just like when she had watched that porno, she wondered what it had felt like to have sex, even if Xavier's way with Sophie had been violent and horrific. Taking away all the bad stuff, all the fear and pain from being violated, what did it feel like when Sophie had intercourse wit
With blood running down her chest, she bolted up and charged towards Daphne. Any normal human would run or be utterly petrified, but Helena was too pissed off to feel anything but the ravenous desire to beat her opponent. She had known since the night Xavier enslaved her that she would have to fight a battle like this someday, so there was no point in feeling fear. Her mind had become as focused as a laser, blocking out the pain in her shoulder and the absence of her clothes. She saw only openings in Daphne's transforming body and variables in the locker room: slippery floors, hard lockers, and benches occupying space."You're not Xavier, but you'll do! I'll purge this school of your unholy existence!"She sent her fist rocketing towards Daphne and struck her in the eye. The mutating girl shook off the injury. "I'LL KILL YOU, YOU STUPID CUNT!"Grabbing Helena by the arm, she picked her up and tossed her at the nearby row of sinks. Helena nearly blacked out from the impact and could fe
But there was a problem with that. Half of the accidents occurred between classes, when the hallways of every building were flooded with students. The other half occurred randomly throughout the day, during classes. He was certain that this entity was masquerading as a female student, but what if it wasn't a student actually enrolled? He had originally assumed it to be some kind of human that was causing it because of how well the evil was contained and hidden, but it could also be some kind of demonic entity, new to him or at the very least more powerful than the kinds he regularly dealt with, and could disguise itself as a student however it wanted like a chameleon.If this was true, then it meant trouble. If the perpetrator weren't a real student, but merely a wolf in sheep's clothing hiding amongst the herd, then it would be all the more difficult to hunt it down. It wouldn't have an identity that could be discovered and lead to its finding. But there was another possibility. Just
Father Brian stepped forward. "Helena, we know things have been hard for you lately. First there was the terrible incident with those boys, then your failing health, that incident with Sister Olivia, and now that burn. We wanted to tell you that you aren't in trouble and that you can ask us for help whenever you need it."The unknown priest extended his hand with a smile. He wore a stole of the clergy. "Ms. O'Connor, I'm Bishop Nelson from the Vatican, and Father Brian asked me to come. He thought that a group prayer would help you raise your spirits and remind you that you have God's protection."'Do they know? Have they figured it out?' "Ok, if you want to."The three priests stood around her and Bishop Nelson began to speak with Hauser and Brian repeating him."Lord God, from the abundance of your mercyenrich your servants and safeguard them.Strengthened by your blessing,may they always be thankful to you and bless you with unending joy.We ask this through Christ our Lord."Hel
She thrashed against him, trying to force the Antichrist out of her bed, but he held on tightly. She screamed and fought against him, hoping that someone would hear and come help, but Sophie never even woke up. As usual, Xavier was using his powers to control the movement of sound. For several minutes, she pushed against him, trying to break free of his grip, but his hold on her was like a squid's. Against all her fear and her rage, her body was weak from the tiring day and her strength at last left her. Panting and drenched in sweat, she tried to hold in her tears while Xavier kissed her shoulder and neck, holding her in the spoon position."I'm serious, I wanted to come see you. After the day you had, I knew you were desperate to have an orgasm, so I thought I would come and take responsibility as your master."He slid his hands into her panties and began massaging her oiled labia, now sensitive beyond measure. Helena again tried to break free, screaming at the top of her lungs, but