Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. Author: Will Somers Title: Sacred Heart School: Father Todd, Part 2 Part: 2 of 2 Universe: Sacred Heart School Summary: For her schoolroom sin, Jill must complete her penance in the chapel with Father Todd Keywords: Mg, gsolo, nosex, reluc, humil Jill's second encounter with the majestic Father Todd was in the chapel. As ordered, she dressed for bed and then went to the Sister on duty to explain her need to do penance. The Sister led her down to the chapel. When she heard the door close, she looked around. The Sister had left her in there alone. Jill shivered at first, pulling her robe around her. Moving nervously towards the altar, she knelt, crossed herself, and sat down to pray. Did the good Father expect her to do that penance alone, here in the chapel? What if someone else came in? The footsteps startled her. She looked up to see Father Todd stride across the chancel. He turned and knelt towards the altar, and then beconed to her. Jill stood up and followed, feeling the special thrill that always came to her when she stepped onto the chancel. She followed him through a door to another, smaller chapel. They both knelt again and crossed themselves. Father Todd closed the chapel door and slid a bolt. "Leave behind your robe." Jill slipped out of her robe and folded it across the back of a pew. She was surprised at how warm the room was. She was wearing a short white satin nighty. "My child, if you wore underwear, you should remove it now." Jill stared at the Father, speechless. Impassively, he replied, "Remember, your purpose here is penance. This is what you chose yourself." Obediently, Jill slipped off her panties and left them on the pew next to her robe. Father Todd continued, "If you achieve true penance tonight, you will be one with the Holy Spirit. Put your faith in the mercy of Christ and Our Blessed Virgin and we can find the Holy Spirit tonight." Jill nodded, giving in to the helpless feeling that held her the last time Father Todd had administered penance to her. "Sit here and open your legs like you did before." Father Todd gestured to the pew in front. Blushing with shame and mortification, Jill complied. It was bad enough the last time, wearing panties under her school uniform. Now her most intimate place was bared. "Dip your fingers in here. The holy oil will help your prayer." Father Todd held out a vial of oil. It was slippery on Jill's fingertips. She looked at the statue of Mary, which seemed to stare back with a combination of pity and understanding. "You should begin now." Having said this, the Father stepped onto the small chancel, crossed himself again, and sat behind the lectern. Jill blushed further, feeling his eyes on her bare skin. She thought about penance and began to chant, "Hail Mary, full of grace..." As before, Jill's fingers rubbed at her crotch. But it was different without her panties. Her fingers, slippery with oil, slid easily between her young folds, exciting her virgin clit. She felt muscles tighten deep inside her, forcing her attention away from her prayer. "Blessed is .. the fruitof ... my womb," Jill blurted out, realizing her mistake. She looked up at Father Todd. Again, he was staring with that strange, detatched gaze. His arm was moving as if he were doing something rhythmic in his lap. If he heard her mistake, he didn't make a sign of it. Jill continued, "Jesus ... Mary ... Mother of God," as she stroked herself, feeling a warm, exciting tightness. Her nipples, crowning little bud breasts under her nightie, seemed tight and sensitive as the smooth fabric moved lightly against them. Her thighs spread wide and her hips rocked rhymically with the stroke of her slick fingers. In fact, her fingers seemed to get wetter, as if she herself was damp in her religious fervor. How many Hail Marys had she done? She seemed to remember doing six or seven before being dismissed from Father Todd's study that afternoon, and she should only have three or four more to do tonight, but somehow she had lost count. The thought of penance flashed through her mind and she gave herself in to the ritual, starting another Hail Mary. Suddenly, an incredible feeling came over her as she chanted, "Mother ... of God!" She found herself gasping uncontrollably and shaking all over. She tried to pick up the thread of the words, "pray ... forus ... sinners, ..." gasping them out to reach the final "Amen!" Almost automatically, her fingers kept caressing her folds down there as she slowly caught her breath. Then she knew. She had been clothed in the glory of the Holy Spirit. That had to be it. As she pondered this, Father Todd let out a low groan. Jill looked up, wondering if the Father had also been touched by the Holy Spirit just then. She felt light and angelic, and the older man looked almost young for a moment. Jill shifted slightly on the seat of the pew and gasped as she felt dampness. She'd left a wet spot on the pew! She jumped up, dismayed, staring at the pew. Father Todd looked at her questioningly and she said, in a tone of dispair, "Father, it's wet." "Never mind, child. It's holy oil." Jill stood there, wondering what he meant, and noticed that he was doing something to arrange his clothing. Then he stepped down from the chancel and dipped his fingers into the wet smear on the pew. Sniffing it, he nodded. "Holy oil. Blessed is the Lord and his Mother, the Virgin Mary." Loosening the collar of his robe, the Father made the sign of the Cross on his bare chest with his damp fingers. "Your penance is complete. Go now, child, and sleep the sleep of the innocent." ***** Feel free to copy and/or modify this work and redistribute it as long as you acknowledge that the new work copies some content from this story. Cite this story by name and acknowledge its author, Will Somers. ***** This work is licensed under the Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 2.5 License. To view a copy of this license, visit http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/2.5/ or send a letter to Creative Commons, 543 Howard Street, 5th Floor, San Francisco, California, 94105, USA.