Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. The Good Girl, Part 2 Story Codes: Drugs, Manipulation, Father/Daughter, Satanism Story Intro: Helen, her budding twelve-year-old body beginning to respond to the powerful drug she has secretly been given, is expertly led down the path Elder Rogers and her Father want her to go. "There is no more powerful force on this planet. Sex is why we are here in this room now, in more ways than one," said elder Rogers, staring at Jack and suppressing a smile. "I use the word sex here in scientific terms...it's a cold word...sex. It says nothing of the inner turmoil, the planning and plotting, the designs we create in order to get sex. No...it is more fitting that we use the word that means more to those of us who have religious responsibilities, to use the word lust. Do you understand what lust is?" asked elder Rogers. Helen blushed. There was a long silence. "Well...Helen...are you going to answer me?" Helen looked at the floor and wished a hole would open up in it and swallow her. "Answer him!!" her father snapped. She jumped with fright. It was clear her father was angry with her again and she was shocked by it. She was answering the questions to the best of her ability...she was trying her best. She felt she was doing so well, now her father was angry with her again. "Yes," she whispered. "Pray tell us what it is then," said elder Rogers. Helen thought for a moment. Her young mind and instincts told her she was in trouble again. She thought hard for an answer but her mind seemed slower, less sharp...in fact despite her fear, she felt strangely relaxed. She was also aware of a strange warmth flowing through her body that seemed to come from between her legs. Her face blushed red and she looked at the wine glass. It was only half empty. "Are you ok? You seem very flushed," said elder Rogers. Helen nodded. "Drink the rest of it my dear. It will give you the strength you need to talk about this controversial topic," he said smiling at her. Helen wanted to put the glass down on the coffee table. A voice inside her told her not to drink any more, but Helen felt their eyes on her. "Daddy...I don't" "Drink it!!" her father snapped. Helen looked into his face and saw something she had not seen before. It made her afraid. She brought the glass to her lips and sipped some more wine. When she tried to bring it down, her father stopped her. "Finish it!!" Helen brought the glass to her lips again and began to empty it. When she had finished, she began to cough. Her father took the glass from her small hand and placed it on the coffee table. He then patted her back gently as she coughed and spluttered. "Are you ok my dear? The wine will make you more responsive to your mind and body," said elder Rogers. Helen felt her father's hand rub her back gently and she liked it. She looked up at him and he smiled. "She's doing very well...isn't she?" asked elder Rogers. "She's just started, Daddy," Sandy laughed. "Patience my dear...the girl is doing fine. Now Helen...what were we talking about...ah yes...lust. You said you know what that is," said elder Rogers, finishing his own glass and putting it on the coffee table too. Helen looked over at him. She knew she would have to give an answer. "When people want sex," she said timidly. "Very good answer my dear. But it's more than that. It's a mixture of body and mind. You may lust after someone with your mind or your body. When you were at that dance, I dare say it was your mind that began to lust after him, then when he kissed you, it was your body. Am I right?" asked elder Rogers matter of factly. To Helen's astonishment, she wasn't as embarrassed or shocked as she thought she would be by this question. In fact, her body and mind were mellowing into one. Her fear began to recede and she felt her confidence growing. "I think so," she said in a more confident tone. "You only think so?" asked an amused elder Rogers. Helen nodded. "Well then...let's forget that incident. I need you to be very strong...because I'm going to talk about very personal things and I want you to answer me honestly, is that clear?" he asked. "Yes...elder Rogers," she answered quickly. He smiled at her. He could see she was very relaxed now. The drug was already taking effect. "You are a beautiful 12 year old girl. You are very innocent, yet the power of lust has touched you. It did outside that school gym. And it has touched you before. Is this the first time you have been with a boy?" Helen didn't hesitate. "Yes." Sandy laughed. "Sandy!!" "Father...she's lying. My God, look at her. Every boy in her school and the high school, too, wants to..." "Sandy...that's enough," said elder Rogers sharply. Helen looked at the girl and saw disbelief in her eyes. "It's true," she said earnestly. There was silence. "My dear, I'm going to ask you this question because you're doing so well. Don't be afraid to tell us the truth," said elder Rogers somewhat solemnly. "Are you a virgin?" Helen thought for a moment. She wanted to give the best answer she could, and she wasn't exactly sure what being a virgin was. "There's your answer," Sandy giggled. "She's confused...that's all," replied elder Rogers. "Helen...have you had sex with a boy?" her father asked, his voice trembling with emotion. Elder Rogers watched the man carefully. The drug coursing through his veins was already taking effect. He would soon be fighting to restrain himself and would lose as they all did. The pace would have to be picked up. "Answer me...damn you!!" Jack said, raising his voice. Helen hesitated. "Shushhhh Jack...Helen...Helen...look at me...over here my child," said elder Rogers, grabbing her attention. "Do you know what sex is? Hmmmmm...do you know what sex is about?" he asked slowly. "Oh father...please...she knows," Sandy snapped, as she tossed her head back on the sofa. Helen fumbled for the right words. She knew about biology, they taught that in class, she knew about the Penis and the Vagina, and how they came together to make a baby, but in her pious mind, she didn't know if what she had done with the boy meant she was no longer a virgin. "Helen...do you know what a penis is?" asked elder Rogers quickly. "Yes," said Helen, biting her lip. "Do you know what a man does with his penis when he's with a woman?" Helen nodded. "Has a boy ever done that to you?" "No." Jack Kapp looked physically relieved. "Why didn't you say that then?" he said shaking Helen with his two large hands. "It's ok Jack...she's just ashamed...that's all," said elder Rogers. "Baby...that day last week...that's the only time you've been naughty with a boy, right?" asked her father, lowering his voice. Helen looked into his eyes. His face looked as red as hers and his eyes had a fire in them she had never seen before. "Yes Daddy...I'm sorry for being naughty," she said, dropping her head to his chest. He bent down and kissed her on the head. His large strong arms wrapped themselves around her small form and pulled her close against him. Helen felt her head swoon. "Helen!!" "Helen...my dear," said Elder Rogers. Helen turned her head and looked at the man. Her eyes fell downwards to his hand that continued to slide back and forth along Sandy's bare thigh. "Helen...I can see you love your father but you also put him at risk with your behavior. It is time we talked about how we can help you combat your sexual urges," said Elder Rogers in a serious tone. Helen blushed. "There's no need to be ashamed my dear...we all have sexual urges. The important thing is how to control them and we can control them. Do you believe me?" he asked. Helen nodded. She was feeling strange now. The warm feeling was rushing through her body and although she felt ashamed and embarrassed about the conversation, she felt completely relaxed and a little light-headed. It was then that her father's right hand slid onto her leg just above the knee. She looked down at it. "Helen...Helen...Pay attention. This is very serious stuff we are going to talk about so you must listen carefully. Are you ok my dear? You seem rather flushed," he asked taking another drink of wine. Helen looked up into her father's face. He looked as flushed as she did. "Are you ok baby?" he asked, feeling her forehead with his hand. Helen nodded. "Yes Daddy," she lied. He called me baby, she thought. Elder Rogers watched the young girl closely. He was an expert at making the right move at the right time, giving the drug plenty of time to take effect. He decided to push ahead. "Helen, I'd like to talk about masturbation. Do you know what that is?" he said calmly. He exchanged looks with Jack. Helen looked at the floor. "Helen...Look at me. There's no need to be ashamed. Do you touch yourself?" asked Elder Rogers. Helen looked at Elder Rogers and nodded slowly. She could see the broad grin on Susan's face and she felt ashamed. "Thank you Helen. You're being truthful and you're trusting. That is a big step. We must own up to our weaknesses if we are to control them," said Elder Rogers patting his daughter's thigh. "Sandy, is there something you want to tell Helen?" he asked turning to his daughter. Helen looked at the girl. Sandy smiled at her father and looked over at Helen. "Helen...you shouldn't be ashamed of touching yourself. It's very natural and every girl does it, even if she says she doesn't," said Sandy matter of factly. "There, you see Helen? It is very commonplace for girls to do it, no matter how religious they are. You see, that's very important to understand. The pleasures of the flesh are not that easy to reject. In fact, I would say it's downright impossible, don't you agree Jack?" he asked turning his attention to his fellow churchman. "Absolutely...Elder Rogers...it's very hard to deny oneself physical pleasure," replied Kapp, his voice betraying his own excitement. Helen looked at her father. He gave her a reassuring smile. "Now...I'd like to pursue this further Helen. When did you start touching yourself?" asked elder Rogers. Helen looked the floor again. "Come now Helen...you're doing so well, better than I expected. Don't be afraid to be honest with us," said elder Rogers. Helen felt ashamed again. She remembered clearly when she had first started to masturbate and it filled her full of dread at the thought of disclosing this in front of her father or anyone else for that matter. For a moment there was silence in the room as everyone waited for Helen's answer. "Answer him, Baby," whispered her father as he bent his head down and kissed her on the cheek. "I don't want to Daddy," she groaned. Elder Rogers frowned. Young Helen Kapp was proving to be more difficult than he thought. The idea of giving her more of the drug flashed in his mind, but he quickly discarded it. He wanted her mind as alert as possible so she would become aware. "Sandy, Helen needs your support. Why don't you tell her how young you were when you first started touching yourself," he said quickly, nudging his daughter. "Absolutely. Helen...I was eight years old when I first felt the urge to touch myself. That's when I started," said Sandy, taking her father's hand. Helen looked at Sandy in shock. "You weren't so young then?" asked elder Rogers. Helen shook her head. "How old were you?" asked her father quickly. Helen felt his hand slide back to her leg. It felt strangely good to her. It also felt good to know she had not sinned as early as Sandy. "Ten," she said in barely a whisper. "Thanks for sharing that, Helen. Now...another difficult question, but it must be asked. Did you feel shame when you did it?" asked elder Rogers. Helen nodded. "Do you feel shame now, when you do it?" he asked quickly. Sandy grinned. Helen nodded. "Yet you still do it, after two years of shame, your still doing it, isn't that right Helen?" he asked. Helen nodded. "You see how powerful sex is on our minds and bodies. You see how it makes us do things we don't feel are right...do you see Helen?" Helen nodded. "How many times do you touch yourself every week?" asked elder Rogers. Helen felt her heart skip a beat. Suddenly she began to cry. Elder Rogers watched as Jack Kapp comforted his daughter. He smiled to himself. Tears were not unusual at these retreats. "It's good to cry my dear. When we sin, we feel ashamed and then the tears flow. But I want you to remember one thing. You're being asked to make public your sexual activities to a select few people who love you and wish to protect you. Imagine if everyone in school knew about this and other sinful sexual behavior, imagine what would happen then. Imagine if non-believer's found your secret. Imagine the shame you'd feel. Imagine the pain you would cause your father and mother. For the rest of your life, you'd carry the shame on your shoulders," said elder Rogers as he got up from the sofa and walked to Helen. She was still sniffling when he sat down beside her. Sandy followed him and sat on the coffee table in front and slightly to Helen's right. She now felt surrounded as she wiped her tears from her eyes. "Here, my child, take this," said elder Rogers handing her a handkerchief. Helen didn't take it. She wanted to go home now more than anything. She looked up at her father with pleading eyes. "Daddy...I wanna..." "Stop behaving like a child," her father snapped, taking the handkerchief from elder Rogers's hand and dabbing away his daughter's tears. Helen had a sinking feeling. She wanted to leave the cabin more than anything now, but somehow she knew that would not be happening. Beside her, elder Rogers sat pondering his next move. He had converted many difficult girls in his time, more difficult than Helen. But he had to tread carefully; he had to be patient but assertive. He reached over and took Helen's left hand. She didn't resist, which was a good sign. "Sandy...do you feel shame when you touch yourself?" he asked his daughter. Sandy grinned at her father. "Yes father. I still do, a little," she replied. "How many times do you touch yourself," asked her father. "Oh...not as much as I used too," she replied, grinning. Her father shot her a look. "I'd say...3 or 4 times a week," she replied, watching Helen carefully. Helen felt her heart skip a beat. She wanted to die right the sofa. She knew what was coming and she dreaded it. "Helen...how many times do you touch yourself a week," elder Rogers asked, his voice steady and unemotional. Helen felt her father's hand on her leg. She was so distracted by the elder's questions that she had failed to notice her father's hand. It was now under her dress on her upper thigh. Despite her mental anguish, her body seemed very warm and mellow. In fact, it felt good to have her daddy's warm hand so far up her dress. "Answer him, baby!!" her father said in a strangely guttural voice. "Well...Helen. Sandy is a woman now. Will you be one too?" elder Rogers asked quietly. Helen knew she was lost at that moment. She would look back later in her life and realize that was the moment she started to realize what was happening. That was the moment she realized her innocence would never leave the cabin. "Nearly every night," she barely whispered. Helen was about to burst out crying again when she heard Sandy snigger. "Sandy!!" "Don't mind her Helen, my daughter has found other forms of pleasure and that's why she does not do it as much as you," replied elder Rogers, patting Helen on the back. "Every night?" asked her amazed father. Helen felt like bursting into tears again, but her father kissed her on the cheek again and she looked into his eyes. Far from seeing anger there, she saw amazement and something in his eyes that almost resembled admiration. "Helen...look at me...look at me...you've nothing to be ashamed about," said elder Rogers turning her slightly towards him on the sofa. She hung her head, but he placed his hand under her chin and lifted it. "My daughter has forgotten when she was 12 years old. Don't pay any attention to her. Now...Helen...you are a good girl aren't you?" he asked. Helen didn't know how to answer that question any more. Was she a good girl? She hardly thought so. "Yes you are indeed. You are far better than some of those non-believers. You're a Mormon and that makes you better in the eyes of God. You are superior to the non-believers and because you are superior, they will try and bring you down to their level. They will try and use your weaknesses against you, your church and your family. Isn't that true, Jack?" he asked. Jack Kapp grunted. He concentrated on advancing his hand up his daughter's leg, getting closer and closer to her young pussy. He was so close now he could taste it and he thought he could smell it too. His daughter's revelation made his cock throb as if it were going to explode. "You are a good girl, but even good girls cannot withstand the pleasures of the flesh," elder Rogers continued. "At this moment, you are choosing to please yourself, but you have already begun to seek out boys to replace your own hands, my dear. Sooner or later, your natural urges will put you in a compromising position, even worse than what happened last week. Do you see that my child?" elder Rogers asked solemnly. Helen was very willing to believe what elder Rogers was saying now. She had always thought of herself as a good girl but she had been lying to herself. She was no better than some of the girls from the non-believing families. Her own admission had been an admission to herself as well as the others. Now she knew the elder was right. She had played with herself nearly every night. Soon, she would have boy's fingers doing the same thing. She nodded her head and stared at the floor. Elder Rogers waited for a moment. His own cock was starting to uncoil like some deadly snake ready to strike and he had every intention of getting a bite of the apple. But he was a seasoned corrupter of young girls and he knew that things would be much easier if he took hold of her mind before her took hold of her body. He glanced at Jack Kapp. The man was eyeing him with a pleading look in his eyes. He envied Jack Kapp and all the other fathers who hadn't yet tasted their daughter's innocence. It had been nearly five years since he had taken his daughter in this very same cabin with the help of another elder. He glanced at Sandy. She was moving her ass around the coffee table like she had an itch she needed to scratch and she always did. He grinned at her. She was as eager to sample the innocent Helen as he was. He placed his hand on Helen's head. "My dear...it is time you became aware of what it is to become a Mormon woman. It's time you come to terms with your weaknesses and how to control them," he said softly, stroking the beautiful 12 year old' hair. "Helen, do you want to know how to control your sexual urges?" he asked softly. Helen turned to him and nodded. "Good my child, you are facing up to your responsibilities as a good Mormon girl should. You understand that if you continue to do bad things with boys in public, you will destroy your father's reputation and your own. More importantly, you will our church into disrepute. Do you understand that, Helen?" elder Rogers asked eagerly. Helen Nodded. "Answer my child...let me hear you say it" "I do," Helen said softly. Elder Rogers thought for a moment, rubbing his chin. "Helen...I am going to tell you something that you must never divulge to anyone outside this room unless they are one of us," he said. "How will I know they are one of us?" asked Helen quickly. Elder Rogers nearly broke out laughing. His cock lurched in his pants and he looked at Jack Kapp. The man was in pain and needed relief badly. The secrets I am about to tell you, a 12-year-old girl, could destroy us if you ever told a non-believer. And when I say non-believer, I am not just talking about non-Mormons. I am talking about some Mormons too. You see Helen, only special Mormons can understand our philosophy. We are growing bigger in numbers all the time and we grow more powerful within the church," said elder Rogers, his voice rising with emotion. "Is President Hinckley a believer?" Helen asked suddenly. Elder Rogers smiled to himself. The drug was working now. Her inhibitions were growing weaker. "No, my dear...I'm sorry to say our president is not one of us, but very soon we will have a president who will do whatever is necessary to protect our church, unlike President Hinckley," said elder Rogers quickly. "Helen, elder Rogers may very well be our next President," said Jack Kapp, his hand sliding back and forth on his daughter's soft inner thigh. Helen had almost forgotten her father's hand was there very close to her "Really?" she said, her young face a picture of schoolgirl glee. "Of course...elder Rogers is one of the most powerful leaders in our church," her father replied. Elder Rogers beamed with pride and his quick brain saw an opening. "Would you believe me if I told you that God talks to me?" he asked, sliding his hand over Helen's hair. "Yes," she said almost breathlessly. He could see the drug was working well now. The girl's cheeks were rosy red and he guessed her young pussy lips were in much the same state. Still he fought his natural instincts and held himself in check. Patience was one of his virtues. "He has spoken to me since I was a child, Helen. He has much work for me to do. I believe our church is the one true church. Do you believe that?" he asked. Helen nodded. "Speak up Helen," said her father. "Yes," she said. "Good. There are great things in store for our church and your father. He is a man on the rise in more ways than one," said elder Rogers unable to resist. "Helen...many young girls have taken this retreat. They have been in the position you are now in and they passed the test of faith. If you have faith in our church and our philosophy, then all things are possible. Do you swear you will keep secret the trials you are about to undertake?" asked elder Rogers, his own cock surging inside his pants with wickedness. Helen didn't hesitate. "I swear!!" she gasped. She felt strangely at peace, both in body and mind. She was becoming aware of her sex now. It was warm there and she tried hard not to wiggle her young ass on the soft leather sofa. Her father's hand, gently stroking her thigh was barely inches from the warmth she was now feeling. Far from objecting, Helen was enjoying her father's attentions. Her eyes dilated slightly and elder Rogers felt his cock throb with wicked expectations. "Very well, my child, my sweet Mormon child...let it begin," said elder Rogers rather dramatically. "My dear...whenever you feel the urge to touch yourself, I want you to go to your father and tell him. Do you understand?" said elder Rogers, in a low guttural voice. Helen was silent for a moment as she tried to understand. "Answer me, Helen. Do you understand? Whenever you feel the urge to touch yourself, I want you to go to your father and tell him," elder Rogers repeated slowly. He studied the girl's expression intently. He knew all the different looks...he knew what to expect. What look would young Helen show him? Then he saw it. It was just a second but he saw it and he knew then that Helen would be a good Mormon girl after all. While outside, he propagated a cool demeanor, inside his heart was pounding like mad when he saw that look; the unmistakable look of DISAPPOINTMENT. He decided to do what he had only done with a small elite group of girls. He looked at his daughter. "Fetch the Bible, my dear." Sandy grinned at her father and jumped up off the coffee table and walked to a small desk. Opening a drawer, she retrieved a small Bible and returned to her place quickly. "Take it my dear!!" elder Rogers said. Helen frowned as she took the Bible from Sandy. Elder Rogers saw her displeasure and his cock throbbed again in his pants. Gotcha...gotchaaaaa, he thought. "Go to Romans 13:14," said elder Rogers. Helen opened the bible and quickly found the passage. "Read it my child." "Rather...clothe yourselves with...the Lord Jesus Christ...." "Go on my child," said elder Rogers eagerly. "And do not think about...how to gratify the desires of the... sinful nature," Helen stammered. "Have you read that passage before?" asked elder Rogers. "Yes," replied Helen quietly. "Did you read it to help you resist temptation my child? Did you read it before you touched yourself?" asked elder Rogers. Helen felt her embarrassment returning. She felt her guilt returning and her young mind had somehow become more confused than it was a minute ago. She shook her head. "Turn to Peter 1:14-16," elder Rogers replied. Helen turned the pages a little slower this time as her fear of humiliation returned. She found the passage and slowly began to read it. "As obedient children...do not conform to the evil...desires...you had when you...lived in ignorance. But just as he who called you is holy...so be holy in all you do...for it is written...be holy because...I am holy," she stammered. "Very good my dear. No doubt you have read this passage before, you being a good Mormon girl," said elder Rogers. Helen looked at him and nodded. He could see the fear and shame in her eyes. He was so close now he could smell it and he had every intention of doing more than just smell it in a very short time. "Did you read this passage to help you resist the urge to touch yourself?" he asked again, careful to express a disappointed tone in his voice. Helen looked at the floor again, and wanted a hole to open up in it. Everything had changed and her young mind was now totally lost. What made things more confusing now was the fact that her father still stroked her upper thigh and the heat she felt between her thighs was still growing stronger even as she felt shame. "Answer him baby," her father replied as he bent down and kissed her red cheek. Despite her shame, Helen opened her thighs just a fraction of an inch. She bit her lip and glanced at elder Rogers. He had seen it, just as her father had felt it. Jack Kapp gazed downwards for a split second but it was enough to make his blood boil, not to mention his cock. It was happening, just like George Rogers had promised him that it would. For the first time in her young life, his daughter was starting to feel horny, and she didn't know what to do with these strange, new feelings. They were about to teach her. "I'll take that as a no, my child," Elder Rogers grinned at Helen. "One more passage and then you'll understand my child...one more passage and the secret shall be revealed to you," he said. "Titus 2:11-12." Helen turned to the passage. She suddenly remembered what it was before she had even reached it. "For...the grace of God...that brings salvation has appeared to all men. It teaches us to say..."No" to ungodliness and worldly passions, and to live self-controlled, upright and...godly lives in this present age," she said, her voice rising with emotion. There was silence for a few moments. Helen looked over at Sandy. The girl made no effort to avert her gaze from lowering itself to Helen's slightly spread legs. Helen blushed scarlet, if it was possible to turn any redder. What made matters worse was the effect her father's hand was having on her body. She was fighting hard not to tremble as she waited for the inevitable question. "Helen...did you read this passage to help you say no to sin?" elder Rogers asked. "Nooooooo," she gasped to her everlasting shame. Immediately her father bent his head down and kissed Helen's cheek again, this time closer to her mouth. Helen was beginning to feel dizzy now and her entire body was feeling hot, but nowhere stronger than between her legs, where her father's hand was gradually working its way closer and closer to the heat. "It's not so easy to say no, is it Helen?" elder Rogers continued, eager to pursue her to the very end. Helen inhaled deeply, her young pert 12-year-old bosom rising and falling with her passion. Elder Rogers reached over and took the Bible from her hands and laid it down on the coffee table. "How are you feeling, my child?" he asked, rubbing her back with his large hand. Helen shook her head. "Ok," she lied. "Are you sure, my dear? Are you sure you're feeling ok?" he asked. Helen blushed again. "It's time to be truthful my child. Remember when I said you had to have faith...you had to trust us...remember that?" he asked. Helen nodded. "Then I'm going to ask you to do just that,' he said as he grabbed her hand and smothered it in his. "You feel like touching yourself right now, don't you?" he asked slowly. Helen inhaled deeply again and stared at the floor wishing that hole would eventually open up and swallow her. Her father took her other hand and kissed it tenderly. "It's ok...baby...its ok...do you hear me...its ok," he whispered in her ear. Helen didn't know what to do or say. Her mind was torn with shame, yet her body was responding to her father's tenderness so much that she felt it shiver with pleasure. "Come now my dear...you'll feel much better if you admit it. You've come so far this evening. Don't ruin all my hard work by denying what we all can see," he said almost pleadingly. Helen knew there was no way out. She was trapped. She nodded her head. "There...that wasn't so bad was it?" elder Rogers asked. Helen shook her head. "So, let's see where we stand at this moment. You touch yourself almost every night and prayer does not help. Is that right my child?" he asked. Helen nodded. "You are doing very well Helen. You are a good Mormon girl and you are smart. You see that prayer does not always work when trying to keep our sexual feelings at bay. And that is why many scandals occur when young girls have a need for sex that no amount of prayer can stop. We don't want that happening to you my dear and that's why we have brought you here this weekend...to tell you and show you how to quench the lust between your thighs," he said, gently squeezing her little hand. Helen looked up at Elder Rogers and tried to understand with her twelve-year-old brain what he was saying but she was distracted by the feelings of her father's hot hand very high up on her thigh, so close now to her sex. She felt embarrassed having his hand there but despite her embarrassment, Helen liked where her father's hand was touching her. Elder Rogers was right. She did feel like touching herself. She felt hot between her legs, just like when she masturbated, but this was an even stronger feeling than that. It was the strongest sexual feeling she had ever felt. Helen felt confused as to why she was feeling it so strongly now but it seemed to be very closely associated with her father's hand rubbing her thigh so close to her pussy. Helen held her breath as she concentrated on the feeling of his hot hand and the thought suddenly came into her mind, almost as if it had been planted there by someone else, that she wanted her father to touch her pussy. She immediately blushed scarlet and felt ashamed at the nasty thought. She felt like praying when she heard Elder Rogers speak to her. "Do you like the way your father is touching you, Helen?" he asked, smiling at her. Helen blushed and didn't answer. Seeing that the young girl was responding to her father's caressing hand on her upper thigh, Elder Rogers pressed on. "Sometimes it is necessary to commit sin in order to protect that which is good...and our church is good and our love for our families is good. Helen...Remember when I said you should go to your father if you feel the urge to touch yourself?" he asked. Helen nodded. "Your father will try to pray with you first. He will read passages from the Bible and the book of Mormon. He will try and quench your sexual needs by praying with you. But you must be honest. You must act like a woman and not a little girl. Your father will ask you questions and you must answer them truthfully. If you do not, you're sexual desire will create scandal and destroy you and your family and hurt the church. Do you understand?" he asked. "Yes," Helen replied quietly. She was still confused, but something had changed, almost in an instant. "Good. Let us practice now. Jack, take the Bible and read a passage," said elder Rogers. "Dad, she just told us," said Sandy, loudly. She was getting impatient waiting for her father to start the sex. He liked to take his time, stretching things out till the tension and sexual hunger was almost unbearable. But he was taking even longer than usual...a definite sign he was enjoying the seduction of innocent Helen. "Helen will have to do this when she is alone with her father. I want her to understand what is required of her," elder Rogers replied loudly. "Give him the Bible!!" Sandy took the Bible from the coffee table and handed it to Jack Kapp. "Helen...stand up and walk out to the hall," said elder Rogers. Helen stood up and her father's hand lingered under her dress for a moment before falling away. She looked down at him and he nodded. She turned and walked slowly across the living room towards the small set of steps that led into the hallway. She was acutely aware that three pairs of eyes were on her. Despite the lack of her father's hand on her thigh, her sex was still very warm. It was also wet. She walked up the steps swaying her ass slightly. "Did you see that?" elder Rogers asked. "Christ!!" groaned Jack. "Better drink more of our concoction," said elder Rogers. Jack took his glass from the side table and emptied it in one gulp. "Easy...Jack...we have all weekend you know," elder Rogers sniggered. "Ok Helen...that's far enough. Now come back in here," he yelled. Helen walked back and descended the steps. She could see them watching her closely as she slowly crossed the room trying not to sway her ass too much. "Stop!!" said elder Rogers when she was a few feet from her father. "A little closer...that's it. Now, are you still feeling the urge to touch yourself?" he asked. "No...I feel fine," she replied. Sandy laughed. "Don't tell lies!!" snapped her father. Helen took a step back. Truth be told, now that her father's hand was not up her dress, and she had some moments to think, the urge to commit sin had receded somewhat. She had expected her announcement to be met with signs of approval, but one look at her father and elder Rogers told her she was wrong...very wrong. She stood back with her arms folded and her long dark hair flowing down her shoulders. She was now more confused than ever. Elder Rogers watched her for a moment, trying to regroup. He was perhaps playing too much with the girl. He gathered himself and took a deep breath. "My dear...you must face the truth. It is for the best. Now please..." "But I feel ok..." "Hold your tongue!!" snapped her father, an angry look on his face. "Shushhhhhh Jack...everything is under control. Anger will get us nowhere," elder Rogers said quietly. "You're afraid my dear...you sense something big is about to happen and you're afraid. It's quite understandable. But unfortunately, your fear is clouding your mind. We are not just talking about how you feel now, but how you will feel when you're alone in your room. What will you do when your sexual urges return? That is what this retreat is all about. Do you remember when your father's hand was on your thigh?" he asked. Helen looked at her father, his face was still red with anger or so she thought. Helen nodded. "Do you remember what I said before you walked out to the hall? Remember I asked you to think about how you felt when your father's hand was under your dress," said elder Rogers. Helen nodded. "Good. I want you to concentrate on that thought. Concentrate hard on it, my child." Helen did as she was told. Her father still looked angry with her, but just a few moments ago, he was stroking her thigh and kissing her and calling her baby. Helen concentrated on how she had felt when her father was being nice to her. She felt her body begin to relax and her fear began to dissipate. She began to feel nice between her legs again. "Now step up to your father and tell him you feel the urge to touch yourself," said elder Rogers, calmly. Helen looked at her father and took a few steps forward until she was standing very close to him. She felt very strange about saying that to her father and she hesitated, blushing. "Don't be embarrassed Helen. You have to trust us. Tell your father you feel the urge to touch yourself. Helen looked down at her father and saw him smile reassuringly at her. She still felt very strange saying that to her father, but deep inside Helen was curious now about what this leading to and she wanted to find out. Suppressing her embarrassment, Helen obeyed Elder Rogers and stammered "Daddy...I feel the urge to...to...touch myself. Helen felt ashamed for telling her father that that but her heart beat faster as she wondered what was going to happen next. "Let me read from the bible my child. Perhaps that can help," said elder Rogers, pointing at Jack Kapp and clicking his fingers. Jack repeated his words and opened the bible. His cock had never felt so big in his life. It felt like it was going to explode. "Timothy 2:22 I think should do the trick," said elder Rogers. Jack turned to that passage and began to read. "Now flee from youthful lusts, and pursue righteousness, faith, love and peace, with those who call on the Lord from a pure heart," he said in a low guttural voice. "Helen...tell your father if that helps," said elder Rogers. "No," she barely whispered. "OK...Helen. Look at me. I want you to focus on me. The prayer is not working. Your urge is still there. The next step may seem scary, but I don't want you to be afraid. Just relax and follow my instructions. Is that clear?" Helen nodded. "Your father made you my dear. He helped create you. You know that every Mormon must strive to become a God. You know this, yes?" "Yes...elder Rogers," Helen said, in a low voice. "Think of your father as a God. He understands you as God does. He helped create you with God. He is the closest thing on earth to God, in your eyes. You can trust him above everyone else. He is your friend, your mentor and your spiritual counselor. You have come to him now to help you. Your father has the power to help you, my child. But you must trust him. Do you trust him to rid you of your sexual urges?" asked elder Rogers. Helen nodded. "I can't hear you my dear." "Yes...elder Rogers," whispered Helen. "Good...then I want you to raise your dress." Helen looked at elder Rogers for a moment. "Raise your dress!!" Helen opened her mouth to protest...but no words came out. "Raise your dress, my child. Let your father examine you. How is he supposed to help you if he can't examine you?" asked elder Rogers quickly. Helen looked down at her father. His face was still red, but she suspected it was more than anger that made it that way. She hesitated. "I...do I have..." "Selfish girl!!" her father snapped. "I told you she's too selfish...I'm sick of..." "Helen...I want you to pay attention to Sandy. Pay attention to Sandy, ok?" "Sandy...show her!!" elder Rogers snapped. Sandy Rogers stood up slowly in front of her father and unsnapped and unzipped her tight hot pants and pulled them down over her curvaceous hips and down her long legs to her ankles, where she kicked them off of her feet. She kicked off her sandals too, so she stood in front of her father wearing only her tank top and brief panties. Helen watched as the older girl displayed herself to her father. Susan wore white panties and Helen could see a patch of wetness on them. Looking closer, Helen gasped and blushed scarlet when she saw the outline of Susan's sex through the thin material. "You see my dear...how easy it is. Now show yourself to your father. Pull up your dress. Do it my dear. You'll feel much better for it," said elder Rogers grinning at her. Helen looked down at her expectant father. He swallowed hard and his tongue slid across his lower lip quickly. She bent her back slightly and pulled her dress up over her belly. For a moment, she held her breath as she watched her father intently. His eyes grew big in their sockets and his tongue slid over his lower lip again. Elder Rogers ignored his own daughter as his eyes scanned Helen's lower body. She wore a pink pair of panties and he could see the telltale sign of wetness on them. She was beautiful, very beautiful. Her body was not as well developed as Sandy's but it had all the makings of a well-sculpted work of art. His cock throbbed in sexual agony as he looked on her freshness...a lamb to the slaughter. He ignored his daughter and slid across the sofa quickly. Helen looked at him with a pleading look of anguish and started to step away, lowering her dress. "Don't be afraid...don't be afraid...baby," Jack Knapp said almost pleadingly. "Don't be afraid...it's ok...it's ok," elder Rogers said quickly as he pulled his own daughter closer until she stood beside Helen. Helen had stepped back a foot. Now she saw her father reach out for her with his large hands. "No...no Jack...this is her decision...she must understand...this is for her...this is all for her," said elder Rogers, slapping Kapp's hand away. "She's afraid," said Sandy sneeringly. "So were you...now leave her alone," her father snapped. "Helen...please, I want to help you...please trust me...Helen..." said her father in a low guttural voice. He held his hands out to her. Helen hesitated for a brief second...then she stepped back to her father. Immediately she felt his large hands on her thighs and then they swept up over her well-shaped ass. Her body tensed for a second as her father touched her, as he never had before. She felt her body respond to his hands. It felt good...it felt very good. The strong feeling between her legs returned with a bang. She could feel her sex quivering with lust and her face turned beet red as it began to ooze her nectar. Jack Kapp's chest rose and fell with passion as his hands engulfed his daughter's luscious ass. His nostrils flared as he picked up the sweet scent of wet pussy...the 12-year-old pussy of his own daughter. He felt his cock ach in the tight confines of his pants, aching to burst out and find its way into that delicious innocent pussy. He felt the power grow within him...the awesome power of doing what thou wilt. "Steady Jack...steady," elder Rogers said through clenched teeth. His own cock was near bursting with sexual malevolence, but he kept himself in check. The child could be led to the well, but she would decide to drink of its precious contents. "You're very beautiful...and very brave...my dear...very brave for your age," he grinned at her, as his own hands took charge of his daughter's full ass. "We've only just started father," Susan said giggling. "The first step is always the hardest. Do you like your father's hands on your body?" asked elder Rogers to Helen. Helen looked down at her father. She could see his nostrils flaring and she felt her heart race in her young chest. He grunted as he cupped her ass in his large hands. Something became apparent as if a bolt of lightning had hit her. She felt a certain sense of power over this man whom she had always been subservient to. It hit her young mind like a freight train and she stored it away in her most secretive mind vault. She saw raw naked lust in her father's face and something clicked in her innocent mind. She heard someone speaking. "Helen...Helen...you're doing magnificent...see how your father loves you?" said elder Rogers, reaching out and grabbing her slender soft hand. She looked at him with her big blue eyes and nodded. Elder Rogers saw her innocence and wanted to take her right there and then. "Jesus what a delicious little fuck," he thought. But he wanted to fuck her mind real good as well, so he concentrated on pushing ahead with the debauched lesson. "Is your father helping you, Helen?" he asked. Helen nodded. "Gooddddd. You see, my dear, sin is with us all the time. Lust is the one force of the Devil we can't resist. It's the way we are made. You must learn to understand that force and learn to control it...not stop it. Of course, it can't be stopped. No...you must learn to control it as all good girls do...good Mormon girls," said elder Rogers, kissing her hand. He saw Helen looking up at him, blushing and looking ashamed as the heat between her legs slowly increased. "Don't look at me Helen. I want you to focus on your handsome father" he said as she turned her young innocent face back towards her father. "He loves you very much Helen and he wants to help you. Do you want your father to help you?" Helen stared down at her father and didn't answer. His hands on her ass were feeling better and better and even though she still felt strange having them there, she didn't feel as strange as she did only a little while ago. She felt hotter between her legs and for the first time Helen was aware of a tingling feeling way up inside of her vagina. Elder Rogers smiled at her, seeing the way she was responding to her father's hands, before he continued speaking. "Now Helen, I want you to concentrate on the lust you feel between your thighs." She nodded at him, her face flushed, clearly distracted by her father's hands groping her young ass. "Your lust won't go away. I think you know that by now," he said, watching her. "Someone besides yourself must satisfy it." "As we have already showed you, if you continue the way you are going it is inevitable that you will have sex with a boy and dishonor your father and your faith, and that's not what you want to do, is it?" Helen shook her head, the feelings of her father's hands on her ass making her pussy tingle more. She was starting to feel anxious inside as the Elder Rogers continued speaking. "But there is a way for you to take control of your lust as a good Mormon daughter," Elder Rogers said seductively to Helen, watching her face. "Instead of having sex with a boy and dishonoring yourself in sin, you can choose to satisfy your lust with someone else." He paused for dramatic effect before proceeding. "Someone who loves you very much, Helen." " Someone who has cared for you your entire life." "Someone who is willing to make a tremendous sacrifice to help you keep yourself free from sexual sin. He stopped then, letting his words sink into Helen's young female brain. He saw Helen look at her father and blush. The message was becoming clearer to her and Elder Rogers knew it. The fact that she wasn't openly rejecting it was a very good sign. At this point she just looked confused and ashamed. "Who do you want that person to be, Helen?" He continued. Helen stood in front of her father and blushed as she thought about everything Elder Rogers had said. The tingling inside her pussy was becoming stronger and more intense now and she felt a very strong urge to masturbate. If she were alone she would masturbate to take away the urgency of the need, but there was no way she could masturbate now. Helen didn't understand it all yet, but she had understood enough to know that she wanted to find out more about this. Looking into her father's face, she said "Daddy!" in a low voice and felt his hands caress her lovingly. "That's the right answer, Helen!" the elder Rogers said to her, very pleased. Everything was going as planned. He glanced at Jack, who looked like he was ready to fuck his daughter's brains out. Before long he would be able to, but elder Rogers had more work to do on Helen to prepare her for the coming sex with her father.