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 Lauren Gisal 

****Warning - Disclaimer for your protection **** 

The following fiction portrays events that will be considered offensive by
some people in that graphic scenes are described of sexual intercourse by
teenagers, adults, with and without their consent. Later chapters deal with
punishment. If you are offended by such material then read no further and
delete this file. You will note that by way of the plot and
characterisation that there is no intent to condone or encourage similar
behaviour. Indeed, it is clear that the story serves as a warning. 

The author hereby permits the redistribution of the attached material on
the understanding that it is not for financial gain and it is credited to
the author, Francis Dashwood. 

Chapter 35 

Jean watched Daniele as she put the phone down. It was clear that the call
had been bad news. They slumped into the chairs in the darkened lounge and
looked at the television vacantly. 

"If they're not at the second place, what do we do?" asked Jean morbidly. 

Daniele jerked up, as though stung by a bee. The idea of total failure
obviously had not crossed her mind. She glanced around the room as though
seeking a soothing sight while she thought. 

"I don't know. They just have to be there. Perhaps they're back at your
house already?" suggested Daniele. Jean made the phone call that confirmed
that nobody was home and returned to her chair. 

"What did we do wrong? Those girls have everything they should ever need!"
said Daniele. 

"But you must have wanted to experiment when you were young, surely?" 

"Yes, but we tried smoking, not stripping!" said Daniele, her face a
mixture of anger and shame. "And with other girls!" She shook her head
silently, glancing briefly at Jean. 

"Hey, I bet you checked out what the other girls were like at school just
like everyone else. It lasts about two days and then it's over." stated
Jean. 

"Well, maybe. But it's not right. I mean, it's not right to have your photo
taken naked, is it? You know what some people are like today." 

"Look, Daniele, I've...we've always taken a pretty liberal approach with
Nikki, and I think that she both knows a great deal about the world for her
age, and still retains a sense of fair play and morality." 

"Oh, so you think we're to blame for Lori's messing around, do you?" she
snapped. 

"Calm down. They're very different girls. What I'm trying to say is that
together, they should be OK." 

"I'm sorry. I don't know what to think." She paused to dry her eyes. "You
know how you discuss what you would do if your children did so and so.
Well, Maurice and I never even dreamed of a situation like this. Never!" 

Chapter 36 

The girls sat on the bed, still covered in the duvets. They looked slightly
happier than a couple of hours ago, although had Nikki removed her covers,
the wounds would have looked much worse with the dull bruising that had now
set in. 

At just after one fifteen, they heard the door open above them followed by
footsteps on the stairs into the reception area. Simone had changed her
clothes and now wore what looked like a black silk kimono, embroidered
along the lapels with oriental flowers. 

"OK, had a rest?" she asked rhetorically as she found them in the bedroom.
"Lauren, get some stockings from that wardrobe, I know there are some in
there. Use the suspender belt and come out when you have them on. You two,
get new gowns from the pile I left in the reception area. Come on, let's
go!" she said, marching out of the room. 

Rebecca and Nikki dropped their duvets outside the bedroom and took a gown
each from the sofa. They were white this time, similar in style except they
had a belt to make them more shapely. The material was also more expensive,
with a silky feel that warmed to the touch. Embroidered patterns on the
back and sides of flowers and birds. Each was wrapped in soft tissue paper
as though they were either new or had just returned from the dry cleaner. 

"Oh, Nikki, look at you, you poor thing." said Simone, walking behind her
and looking at her back. "If Lori had cooperated then you'd be fine!" 

"I know. We've all decided to be good and do whatever you say from now on"
said Nikki, smiling. 

"Why, that's great. I knew you'd see sense eventually!" 

"Yeah, we're sorry. Really." said Rebecca, as she tried to find the right
way up for her gown. Simone moved towards her, reached out and cupped her
breast, running her thumb over her nipple. 

"I'm glad. I had hoped that we'd be able to enjoy each other's bodies
tonight." 

"And me! Don't forget me" grinned Nikki. 

"Oh yes, you're a special one as well. Perhaps we could all make love to
Lauren during her ceremony. She'd enjoy that, I know." 

Rebecca and Nikki put their new robes on, fastening the belt at the waist.
The cut emphasised the shape of the girls, especially Rebecca whose breasts
struggled to emerge through the front of the robe. Lauren emerged
eventually from the bedroom with her duvet wrapped around her in her
stockinged feet. 

"Take off the duvet and let's have a look at you!" said Simone happily. 

Lauren dropped the duvet with a flourish and stood in front of them, posing
seductively. She wore only the white stockings and lace garter belt, her
hairless pubic mound clearly evident between her legs. 

"Beautiful! You look great!" said Simone, beaming. Her sexy appearance also
buoyed the spirits of Nikki and Rebecca to the point where they felt
capable of applauding her little show. "Lauren, there are some white shoes
in the bedroom that might fit you. Try them on." 

A few minutes later they ascended the steps into the cool hallway of the
house. As they emerged through the back door, Lauren drew in a deep breath,
aware that this was their big moment. Instead of walking in a line towards
the house, the girls gathered around Simone and exchanged smalltalk. Nikki
was in front, walking backwards so she could join in the conversation. The
happy party were in high spirits as the huge doors opened and they entered
the barn. 

Lauren stood at the altar, her stockings just visible beneath the long silk
gown that was tied at her waist. Either side of her stood Rebecca and
Nikki, ladies in waiting to the bride. Her intended, the priest himself,
towered above Lauren and stood directly in front of her. Simone was clearly
officiating for this ceremony, as she held the book with the order of
service and looked across the room as if to ask for quiet. 

The congregation were seated again on the benches, offering a reasonable
view of the proceedings without being too close so that nobody could move.
Lauren recognized Suzy in the front row, along with the young boy that was
supposed to be her brother. Lauren couldn't see much similarity, but hardly
cared. The old couple were at the back again, and the man who had come in
her face seemed to be half asleep. 

She looked around the room and noticed the lights were now almost entirely
red, and the music was once again the South American rain-forest type of
pipes that she found quite refreshing and soothing. There seemed to be a
few more people this time than there had been during the afternoon, but
couldn't be sure in the dingy glow. As if reading her mind, Simone wandered
around the altar, lighting the huge candles on top of the big brass
candlesticks. They offered a pleasing light, almost welcoming as Simone
once again took her place between Lauren and the priest. 

"Ladies and Gentlemen, boys and girls, welcome again to our wedding
ceremony. We are delighted to celebrate the joining together of Lauren and
Father Michael as Lauren enters into the body of the church, freely and
willingly, so that she too might continue it's teaching and work throughout
the world. Today, we will, by the union of their bodies, confirm our belief
that all things are pre-ordained and that fate is our master. We will also
confirm our belief that we are helpless in the hands of fate, and therefore
abdicate our concern and responsibility over to fate itself." 

Lauren's heart raced. Her palms were sweaty as she held her hands together
in front of her. Her smile slowly left her lips as the now familiar words
rolled out into the night, only time stood between her and further abuse by
the priest. Simone handed her a card containing the words of the ceremony
and the responses expected of her. 

"Lauren, do you freely and gladly consent to be joined with Father Michael
in the service of marriage into the Residualist church?" said Simone. 

"I do" 

"And Lauren, do you vow to protect the integrity of the church, to defend
it's name, and strive at all times to follow the teachings of the church?" 

"I do" 

"Lauren, please kneel" 

She turned to kneel in front of Simone. 

"Lauren, do you swear to promote the mission of the church, while
protecting it's institutions, wherever you may be, and to follow
unswervingly in your search for inner peace?" 

"I swear before the assembled" replied Lauren. 

"You may rise. Now, Father Michael, do you take this girl, Lauren, as a
bride of the church?" 

"I do" 

"And do you swear to promote the mission of the church, while protecting
it's institutions, wherever you may be, and to follow unswervingly in your
search for inner peace?" 

"I do" 

"Lauren, lie back and prepare to enter the church" said Simone, holding her
hand as she had done for Rebecca earlier. Lauren laid down on the top bale
of straw that formed the altar and crossed her hands over her chest.
Rebecca and Nikki knelt beside her and began to pull apart the two sides of
her silky gown. Her white stockings were plainly visible, shining in the
pale candlelight. The girls undid the belt slightly revealing her hairless
mound. Finally, Nikki tugged at the belt, letting it fall away as the two
halves of her robe separated, showing her hips, the clean outline of her
vagina and her smooth stomach. She parted her legs voluntarily. Rebecca and
Nikki gently held her thighs before turning towards the priest. All three
girls noticed the bulge that had sprung up inside his robe, and waited as
Simone herself undid his clothing. 

They were unprepared for the size of his cock, and from the sound of the
gasps around the room, so were most of the congregation. His tool must have
been at least ten inches in length, and there was little hope that Lauren
would be able to accept all of it without it tearing her apart. Simone
smiled as she pulled away his belt, taking his cock in her hand and licking
its length expertly. She glanced at Lauren's vagina and then at Rebecca and
Nikki. 

"Lick her so that she's wet" she commanded, pausing briefly to watch before
turning to take the priest's massive tool in her mouth. The girls twisted
round and dribbled saliva over the little girls pussy, rubbing gently along
its length, coaxing the clitoris to come out and play. Simone stopped them
after a couple of minutes. "OK, that'll do." 

The priest moved closer to Lauren. Even though he was still three feet from
Lauren, his rampant cock looked almost unnatural. He reached out to take
hold of Lauren's knees. All hell broke loose as Lauren kicked between his
legs with all her might. The priest yelped in agony and doubled up, slowly
sinking to his knees as he grabbed his balls, his eyes bulging with a look
of pain and utter surprise on his face. With a clenched fist, Rebecca swung
at Simone, catching her reasonably well in the face. Lauren sat up and
scratched at the priest's face, causing him to loose balance and fall to
the floor. Nikki joined in by kicking once again into his groin before all
three girls ran for the door, and their lives. 

Mercifully, the big door slid open and they fled into the cold starry
night, skirting the big house and making for the long lane towards the
lights on the main road. The gravel of the lane made running painful, and
all three girls sought out the grass verge on the side. 

"Two hundred meters. Come on , we can do it!" shouted Rebecca, looking up
occasionally at the street lights of the nearby village. Their robes
fluttered behind them in the darkness like the wings of angels as they put
on more and more distance between them and their captors. Lauren looked
behind and saw that nobody was following them. 

"Hey, I think we made it!" she said between gasps of breath, her stockings
torn and dirty from the gravel. 

"Keep going, until we find a house or phone!" shouted Rebecca. They
continued for another fifty meters until Rebecca stopped suddenly. "Oh
Fuck! Dogs!" The silhouettes of two, maybe three large dogs could be seen
in the lights from the road. They began barking almost immediately. 

"Over the fence?" asked Nikki. 

"Oh shit, no!" cried Lauren in desperation as their plan fell to pieces.
The dogs slowly advanced as though under orders as the girls froze. Lauren
looked at the fence and saw to her dismay the barbed wire along the top and
the ditch between her and the fence. She swiveled round to see figures
approaching from the house. She looked back at the snarling dogs as they
jerked at their chains, pulling their handlers with them. She heard the
crackle of a radio. 

"Got them?" The priest's voice made her flesh crawl. 

"Affirmative. We've got them" one of the handlers responded. "Move back to
the house or we'll let the dogs loose!" he shouted. 

"Oh my god, this can't be happening! I can't go through all this again. I
just can't!" sobbed Nikki, falling to the ground. Rebecca and Lauren tried
to pick her up, and had raised her to her knees when three men grabbed them
and carried them back to the barn. Lauren saw Simone, her eyes flaming with
rage. 

"You little shits! That was very stupid! You could've been out of here and
on the way home by now!" Lauren was dumped at the base of the altar
unceremoniously. Simone grabbed her hair, pulling her up to her feet, and
then slapped her in the face with all her strength. She spun round and hit
her head hard on the stone floor. Rebecca and Nikki were held by their
captors while their hands were bound, then a larger rope was passed through
the loops as they were pulled up towards the ceiling until their hands were
about level with their heads. 

As she cowered on the ground, she saw the fear in Nikki's eyes, and
realised that even the slightest pain on her back or thighs was going to be
agonising. She could see her legs shaking uncontrollably, trying valiantly
to support her weight. All three girls were crying, including Rebecca who
now seemed to understand the depth of their problems. The priest emerged
from the backroom and stood beside Lauren. 

"Now, my little escapee, where were we? Oh yes, you had opened your legs
and were about to get the surprise of your life!" 

Out of the darkness, hands gripped her arms as she was tied down. Her feet
were next, returning once again to the upright position that had tired her
earlier that day. The same hands pulled her towards the priest so that her
bottom was over the edge of the straw altar, exposing her vagina to his
limp cock. 

"Oil!" he demanded, holding out his hand. The old woman placed a plastic
bottle of oil in his hand. He squeezed, applying the lotion in the general
direction of Lauren's vagina. Simone took the bottle and administered some
to his cock which was steadily regaining its potency. 

"No, please don't!" mumbled Lauren, a final plea that she knew nobody in
the room would heed. 

Simone dropped the bottle and pulled the priest towards Lauren, guiding his
shaft to the tight entrance of her young pussy. Lauren felt the big dome of
his cock at her entrance, and thought that maybe it wasn't going to be
quite as painful as she had imagined. Then he thrust into her, halfway.
Lauren simply opened her mouth and tried to scream. The searing pain, the
width of his cock against her tight pussy walls, the shock. Blackness but
with stars. She gurgled stupidly as he withdrew and then plunged even
deeper. She shook her head but still no sound would come. Finally, guttural
sounds emanated from inside her that told the story. 

"No! she screamed, the syllable carrying around the room for what seemed
like an age. She strained at the ropes, struggling to free herself from the
massive intrusion. She pulled at the knots around her wrists as the ropes
cut wickedly into her soft flesh. The harder she struggled, the more the
priest seemed to enjoy himself, reveling in her pain and discomfort as he
pushed into her slowly, ensuring she received every inch each time. He
continued for several minutes, each stroke beginning with his huge dome
just inside her vagina, then the full length of his shaft rammed into her
such that he slapped against her buttocks, then the slower withdrawal. The
look on Lauren's face however, did not change from one of terror and pain
that promised to cause her to slip into unconsciousness. A trickle of blood
flowed from her right wrist as the ropes dug deeper into her, the pain
irrelevant compared to that being inflicted by the priest. 

Increasing his speed, he grabbed her stockinged thighs and ordered the
ropes be pulled tighter so that her bottom was suspended high off the
altar. Both Nikki and Rebecca screamed from behind their friend, impotent
with their own bonds, but sharing in the terrible pain that was being
inflicted on their young friend. Harder he lunged into her, spurred on by
the screams and cries of his bride. He smacked her thighs hard with the
palm of his hand, rhythmically with his stroking as he approached orgasm.
With a final shove, he pushed with all his might as he could as he came,
white cum spurting out over her inner thighs as he pumped away. He withdrew
quickly as Lauren gasped for breath. Cum was spread all over her red raw
pubic mound as she tried in vain to close her legs. She sobbed
uncontrollably, the pain between her legs excruciating. The fire wouldn't
go out, and the muscles in her legs and stomach felt as though she had run
fifty miles. Two the women from the congregation came up to her to inspect
the damage. 

"Silly girl. You shouldn't have run like that. Now you'll be in trouble.
Eh?" said one of them, scowling at her. Lauren coughed and cried even more,
her world fast crashing down around her as she realised that this was
probably just the beginning. Two men went past her and stood in front of
Rebecca and Nikki. 

"No, please don't!" shouted Nikki, twisting and turning as if practicing
ways of avoiding the blows that were sure to come. Desperation filled her
eyes as one of the men grabbed her robe and ripped it off her body. He
grabbed her between the legs and squeezed hard until she cried out in pain.


"Give me a hand with this one, she's pretty lively! he shouted. Two others
joined him, each one pulling a leg up into the air so that she swung from
her bonds as he opened his robe. They maneuvered her so that he could enter
her, splitting her legs wide apart. Without any preparation, he pushed
himself into her as she writhed on his cock, the pain from her vagina
almost equal to that in her limbs as she struggled, suspended from the
floor. 

As the two men abused Nikki, the priest stood behind Rebecca, nodding at
the two women who had talked to Lauren. They knelt and grabbed Rebecca's
ankles while the priest oiled her buttocks, paying special attention to her
anus and vagina. Rebecca turned as far as she could to see what was
happening, only to have her worst nightmares confirmed as the priest
approached her shining buttocks with a whip. 

"Now, my little convert, time to pay up for your disobedience!" he snarled,
raising the whip. 

"Fuck you!" she shouted as the whip swished through the air onto her
buttocks. She jumped so high that the women lost control of her. She
continued to writhe for almost a minute within the confines of her bonds as
the pain seared through her. 

"Hold her still!" he shouted. 

Another swish and the whip landed in almost the same place as Rebecca cried
out in anguish. And then the blows rained freely, on her back, up between
her legs, over her shoulders as her struggling becoming less and less
animated. She cried bitterly, loudly, attracting Nikki's attention who
glanced across at her, a look of pain and sympathy on her face as each blow
struck home. Several minutes later, he stopped, exhausted, his thick cock
still poking out from inside his robe. The crowd had left their seats and
were watching the individual punishments. Some were touching the girls,
probing and teasing, making their lives as miserable as possible. Suzy was
tasting the cum that dribbled from Lauren's swollen vagina. 

"OK, do what you want with them!" shouted the priest angrily. "Absolutely
anything!" He strode towards the rear door, disappearing out of sight.
Three men, including Karl, lowered the ropes that held Nikki's arms until
she could relax without running away again. Karl grabbed Suzy by the hand
and pulled her towards him, occasionally glancing at the rear door as he
hurried her round behind Nikki. He picked the whip up from the floor and
handed it to her. 

"Let her have it if she moves, OK?" 

"OK, hurry because I want to do a few things!" responded Suzy, feeling
Nikki's buttocks with her free hand. Nikki grimaced as she saw the whip and
felt the young girl sizing her up. She glanced over to Rebecca who hung
limply from the ropes, her head resting motionless on her shoulder. Almost
all her weight seemed to be supported through her arms as she swung
slightly in the darkened gloom. Lauren though had stopped crying and
received little attention except for the best man who didn't really seem to
know what to do next with her, so contented himself by rubbing his
half-erect cock over her little breasts. 

Karl spread oil over Nikki's buttocks and between her legs, roughly
introducing his oily fingers into her vagina. He tried hard to introduce
the bottle of oil straight into her anus but gave up when he lost patience
with his efforts, deciding to grease up his fingers instead and ram them
into her. Nikki lurched forward against the ropes, trying in vain to escape
the intrusion. The older men rubbed the oil around her vagina, teasing her
pussy lips and clitoris with their old knarled fingers. 

"Lower her this way!" commanded Karl from behind the little girl. Nikki
turned to see what was happening, her hands shaking as her legs appeared to
give way. She saw Suzy opening Karl's gown, pulling out his rigid cock as
he sat down on the floor. She pulled down on his foreskin, exposing his
purple knob, and tipped a little oil over it, rubbing it gently. The two
men guided Nikki down, spreading her legs wide open. Suddenly, Nikki
realised what was about to happen as Karl leant back on his arms and took
hold of his cock, trying to judge where he should sit for entry. 

"No! Oh, please, no!" she shouted, writhing on the ropes as she sunk lower
and lower towards his stiff pole. 

"Shut up, little slut" said one of the men. 

"Shall I teach her another lesson?" asked Suzy. 

"Do you need more punishment?" asked Karl, pulling back on Nikki's hair so
that she looked round at him. 

"No, please, no more" she cried, tears once again running down her cheeks.
Karl's cock spread her cheeks apart as her head shot backwards. She
screamed as he guided his shaft into her anus and then nodded at Suzy. She
dropped the whip and straddled Nikki, facing her, slowly lowering herself
onto Nikki's lap. 

A piercing scream filled the air. The best man looked up from his mundane
ministrations as Lauren turned to see what had happened. To her horror, she
saw Suzy caressing Nikki's breasts as she sat on her lap. Initially, she
was unaware of Karl underneath, but as he started to pump, and Nikki rose
to lessen the effect of his thrusting, Lauren saw the glint of his cock.
After several minutes, Karl pulled her hair back once again so that she lay
flat on top of his stomach. Suzy jumped off Nikki as one of the older men
took his position in front of her, guiding his cock into her greased pussy.


The sound from Nikki hardly changed as he started to pump away, his flesh
wobbling as the muscles in his body received some unexpected exercise.
Lauren's feelings turned from revulsion to panic as she realised that there
were no rules anymore. Simone seemed to have disappeared along with the
priest, and Suzy could no longer be counted on to assist them. With all
three of them tied up, hungry, frightened beyond belief and in pain, she
realised that she was unlikely to see her parents again. She closed her
eyes and sobbed quietly. 

Suzy straddled Nikki's face so that she could see the old man pumping into
Nikki's vagina, each stroke parting her black pubic hair and banging into
her red raw buttocks. She tired of the view quickly, flipping round to
watch the look on Nikki and Karl's faces while she played with Nikki's
rounded breasts. 

"I've got a present for you, little one" she said in a teasing tone. 

Nikki opened her eyes and looked to her left then right, trying to see what
punishment was about to be administered to her. But it came from above, a
hot jet of urine from Suzy's little pussy lips that hit her face, causing a
searing pain as it splashed onto her injuries. Both girls screamed, Nikki
in excruciating pain while Suzy almost danced with glee, directing the hot
jet with her fingers, seeking out Nikki's mouth. The old man came
forcefully inside her, his rhythm interrupted as he slammed into her, 

Nikki spluttered against the stream of piss, her eyes tightly closed again
as she struggled to find a way of keeping it from her mouth and nose. 

"Hey, try it out!" laughed Karl as he pinched Nikki's nostrils together.
Nikki shook her head hard, trying to shake him off, but he held her tightly
and she was forced to breath through her mouth, swallowing mouthfuls of
Suzy's steaming urine. She coughed loudly, choking as she tried to breath
and swallow as the drenching continued. 

"Up!" commanded Karl as the old man noisily withdrew his cock from her
swollen vagina. Suzy jumped off Nikki and helped to pull down on the ropes.
They hoisted Nikki off Karl's cock, her face screwed up tight in pain as
she got to her feet and her arms were raised higher and higher once again. 

"I didn't come. I need to!" shouted Karl at the congregation. Some of them
smiled at his dilemma, though most of the continued to taunt the girls.
Rebecca appeared to be completely silent, swaying on the ropes, her legs
almost together and her full breasts steady against her chest. A trace of
blood trickled over her left buttock from a red raw mark across her lower
back. 

"Why not wait `til Lauren's ceremony. You could have her after Father
Michael!" suggested Suzy, wiping herself on one of the robes on the floor.
"I wonder where he's gone?" 

"Probably screwing Sister Winifred. She's so gorgeous!" said Karl. 

"What, nicer than me?" asked Suzy, pouting. 

"No, maybe not!" he said, tweaking her nipples. They walked over to the
food tables and ferreted around, loading their plates with meat and salad.
With their food in one hand and a glass of wine in the other, they made
their way back to the bench seats and sat down to eat and watch. An older
woman wandered across to the TV monitor and fiddled with the video player.
The screen showed snow once again, and then the interior of a bathroom. 

Lauren lay on the altar, shaking from the fear of her unknown fate and the
falling temperature in the barn. She could see her breath now in the bright
candle light, and as she turned to look at the screen, she realised that
once again her trust had been betrayed. She hardly registered any shock
this time, more a quiet resignation that there was probably more film of
her engaged in sexual activities yet to come, more evidence that those she
had trusted - and loved - had only done so for their own amusement. 

She saw Kristal enter the bathroom, and from the camera position up in the
ceiling could just see her turning on the taps and checking the temperature
of the water. The film cut to a shot of Kristal leading her into the
bathroom, and then showed her sitting down in the water between her legs.
Within minutes it seemed that she was between Kristal's legs, leaning back
on her lovely breasts, kissing passionately as the warm water swirled
around them. 

End of Chapter 36 

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