by Alice Red
Three nodded, not certain what a cleansing entailed. You had to really fail a test to need a cleansing. She supposed having her virginity almost claimed by a crucifix was a rather big failure. She wondered what trial Five had failed.
At least Three was unscathed. As far as she knew, anyway.
Six spoke again, her breath warm right beside her ear. “Stay standing, and keep your eyes closed.” Those were her only instructions. She pulled away.
Three listened as she heard others enter the water. Her pulse accelerated. Maybe the cleansing is what left you scarred, not the test itself.
Someone took her wrist and pulled her right arm out, and her left arm was given the same treatment. Her breath came out in worried gasps. She forced her eyes to remain shut.
A hand touched her back and she jumped a bit, but she was still held firm. Another hand touched her belly, and this time she managed not to jump. A face came close to hers, as though sniffing her out. A nose grazed her skin. She imagine Two was this close, but wasn’t sure who it was.
The face move to her ear. For a moment, she thought something else would be whispered in her ear, but the person nibbled it instead.
Three gasped in surprise.
“That’s it. Let your voice be heard, Three, and be cleansed!”
Six’s words seemed to open a floodgate of activity. Her mouth was covered by another and a tongue thrust in, the other nun breathing hard as she plunged in deeper and deeper. She moved to the right and another nun began sucking wildly on her breast. Someone else pinched her other breast. And a tongue licked her back, right above the water line. Her pussy was in flames, wanting the attention her body was getting.
Her two arms were still held, but loosened a bit as tongues found her fingers and wrists. Her body was so awakened that it felt like it was on fire. She gasped and moaned as her nipples were bitten and her ass firmly grabbed.
The tongue in her mouth pushed deeper, forcing her head back. She was suddenly glad for all the hands that were helping to hold her up.
Her mouth was released and she began panting. Someone shifted and moved, and suddenly a hand found her pussy under the water. Three was surprised by her own cry of ecstasy, and she parted her legs to allow more access. Her ass received more attention at the same time, her butt cheeks pulled apart and fingers pushed in. It was a strange, but not an unpleasant, sensation.
Her pussy was her main concern right now, as the fingers wildly flicked in all of her folds under the water. Her knees buckled.
“Do not fall!” Six ordered from the side. The woman wasn’t joining in. At least not yet. Three tried to answer her but only gasped louder instead as fingers played in both her vagina and her ass hole.
“Oh dear God,” Three screamed as she started coming, the nuns all backing away from her as she climaxed. She missed their support immediately, locking her knees to prevent herself from falling.
When she was done, she stood still, her heart still pounding in her chest, her skin flushed from the heat of the water and her desire.
“You may open your eyes now,” Six said. The other nuns all stood with her in the water, as naked as she was. They were all so beautiful by the light of the candles. Three would have felt more self-conscious if it hadn’t been for the fact that they had all obviously enjoyed themselves, as well. Their eyes were still lit with desire.
“The devil got in you deeply,” Six said, walking up to her, her eyes filled with lust. Three only nodded, still flushed. “We will continue the cleansing. Drink from the juices created out of love for you and to cleanse you from your sins.”
Six walked to the edge of the pool, sitting against the edge. Three followed, fascinated by her curves and movements. Six cupped her cheek and kissed her lips gently.
“Go ahead and drink deeply,” she said. Three nodded and knelt in the shallow water, her head going between Six’s legs. She had never enjoyed a woman before. This was different, of course, fueled by love of God and humanity, and not just a perverse sexual act. The legs were spread generously open and the pussy showed off all of its many pink folds. It really was wet, and not just from the pool. Three could feel her own loins stir back to life at the sight.
She tentatively licked at the folds. It tasted heavenly – like lavender and wildness. Six shifted her hips a bit and Three was stimulated even more by the power of her tongue. She flicked in wholeheartedly, licking the juices. Six moaned gently, the sound reaching up to the ceiling.
Three licked every fold carefully, and nibbled the clit a bit. Six gasped but didn’t scold her. She kept licking more and more enthusiastically, then she put three fingers into Six’s vagina. Six moaned loudly this time and pushed her hips so that three could get even better access.
She licked the warmth, sometimes hesitant licks, and sometimes full tongue licks, catching all the folds at once. Her pulse quickened as Six’s ecstasy grew. She moved her fingers lazily, repeating some moves she had enjoyed. She managed to push in another finger and pushed deeper into Six. She rubbed hard, turning Six into a frenzy and, when it looked like Six couldn’t take anymore, she bit down on her clit.
Six cried out and a wave of climax shook her entire body. Three removed her fingers and greedily drank all the juices offered to her. When Six had stopped moaning and there were no more juices, she removed her head and stood back up.
Six sat up, her face flushed, her eyes shiny, her breath still short.
It took a moment before she could speak again.
“You have done well,” Six said, standing up right in front of Three. Behind her, the sound of moaning alerted her that she wasn’t the only one partaking of some “cleansing.” Six’s eyes shone as she closed the gap between them, kissing Three fully on the mouth, slipping her silky tongue in her mouth. Three responded eagerly, rolling her tongue around Six’s.
Six dipped her hand in the water and started lazily playing with Three’s clit. Three gladly returned the favor, gasping as Six pierced her more deeply with her tongue.
She was just about to come when Six pulled away. Her dark eyes were lined with both fury and humor. “We must not be greedy,” she said softly. A protest formed on Three’s lips before she thought better of it and simply let her head drop.
“Time to return,” she said, walking out of the water, the candlelight reflected on her perfect damp skin. Three looked at her with eagerness and shame. She wanted to taste her again. To be tasted by her.
The nuns all quietly filed out of the water, the room crushingly quiet after having been filled by the sound of so many moans just moments before. A crescendo of lust.
“Now that Three is cleansed, we can safely return to our quarters. But remember, we must be vigilant.” Three’s knees weakened as Six pierced her with her gaze. “Especially you, Three. If the demons have a taste for you, they may return. We’ve lost others this way.”
Three nodded and lowered her eyes again. She tried to focus on dressing, but found herself eyeing Six from the corner of her eye. All the nuns were dressed in their robes as they filed back to their rooms.
Three had never before found her small bed so lonely.
***
She dreamt of hands. Of whispers warming her ear. Of tongues touching her naked skin. She stood, in her dream. She thought it was in her dream.
Another more conscious part of her knew she had awoken. A small part of her was aware of the blankets tumbling away from her and pooling at her feet. Of the robe she hadn’t removed in her exhaustion hanging loosely on her shoulders, half undone. Of her still wet hair free from its veil, a messy brown tangle of curls.
Part of her was aware of the cold floor beneath her feet, the handle turning in her hand, the dark corridor lit only by one oil lamp.
Of the stone walls vanishing away, the convent door opening, the snow under her feet. The cold piercing her skin, but failing to shake her awake, still.
She felt like she floated above her body, seeing the world through a foggy lens, witnessing herself walkin
g out in the frigid night.
Her hair danced around her face in wisps, her robes were pushed aside, exposing her bra. Her robes slipped off one shoulder as she walked into the darkness. Into the surrounding woods.
Her breath fogged before her, as thick as the strands of her waking nightmare.
She continued walking, becoming aware of her dangerously cold feet.
Becoming more and more aware of the convent in the distance.
Of the silence of the night.
She walked up the hill, past the manger scene, and up, up, toward the crucifix, which she knew would be there even though she couldn’t see it.
It was too dark. And the dream held her fast.
For now.
***
She woke up, surprised she didn’t feel cold. Memories tugged at her, but she couldn’t bring them to light. She tried to move her hands but couldn’t.
This snapped her fully awake. She opened her eyes, the darkness around her almost complete. The snow helped lighten the night, enough that she could see it sprawling below her.
“Oh God,” she whispered, breathing in her terror.
“He can’t help you right now, I’m afraid,” a whisper seemed to form directly in her ear. Three jumped and pulled on the ropes, but they held fast. Her legs were tied, too, the ropes pulling against her as gravity tried to pull her down.
She was on the cross. The demons intended to crucify her.
“Why would you want to bear a sacred child only to have him end up here?” A familiar voice asked.
Three looked down. Four was at the bottom of the cross, ugly welts running down the side of her otherwise perfect face. She only wore the red lingerie now, which seemed like blood against the backdrop of the snow. The moon peeked from the clouds, lighting the world around them.
Everything seemed so surreal that Three didn’t even think to answer.
Four was suddenly right in front of her, her mouth inches from hers, her breath burning Three’s skin as she spoke.
“I asked you a question. Baby killer.”
Three feared demon would burn her.
“Because the world needs saving,” Three managed to squeak out, repeating prayers in the back of her mind, trying not to focus on Four’s intensity.
Our Father, who art in Heaven, hallowed be Thy Name…
“He can’t help you. I already told you,” Four cooed, her breath no longer burning.
“There’s something… different about you,” Four said, running a finger on the side of Three’s face. Three gasped. The touch of the demon rang like thunder in her skin.
She felt it all the way to her loins.
“I was having fun before we were interrupted,” Four said, leaning in, nibbling playfully on Three’s ear. Three gasped.
“This will end for you tonight, I’m afraid,” Four said. “But let’s have some fun, first.”
Before Three could protest, Four bit down on her neck hard enough to draw blood. Three gasped and tried to scream, but before she could, Four’s mouth was on hers, her tongue so big it filled her mouth.
Three tried to pull away, choking, but her head connected with the cross and she couldn’t pull back. Four grabbed hold of Three’s face and pushed her cheeks down to force her jaw to open further. It budged a bit more, hurting Three who made noises of protest.
Four pulled away slowly, the large object leaving Three’s throat even more slowly. Three gasped at what she saw. Four’s tongue wasn’t a tongue at all anymore – it was a large, engorged penis!
Four’s eyes lit up with amusement. The penis seemed to go limp, curling downwards before turning back into a tongue, which shrunk back into Four’s mouth
“I was just curious to see what the old priest was so fascinated by, the whole penis in the mouth thing.” She broke into a smile. “Wait, you’re right, you wily little nun. That’s not where the penis should be anyway…” Three felt her hands go numb. Four came closer, her wide grin splitting further as her tongue lolled back down, this time long and forked.
She ran it on Three’s face and then, forcing Three’s jaw’s open, studied every crevice of her mouth, forcing Three’s tongue to dance with hers. Her face lowered, even though her tongue, growing thick again, stayed in Three’s mouth. Three tried to protest around it, but couldn’t.
“See it as a silencing technique I’m trying out,” Four said, even though Three couldn’t see her face at all anymore. The tongue danced around hers, before lapping in her mouth, as though it had found a well after a long stay in the desert.
Four’s hands ran along Three’s body, ripping off what remained of her robes. Three barely felt the cold air, her body warmed so deeply from within. She could feel her thighs soaked with her own juices.
She had never been more terrified and turned on.
Four’s mouth found Three’s breast and started sucking intently, while her hand fondled her other breast. The strange long demon tongue, still stuck in her mouth, shook with pleasure, which sent goosebumps over her entire body. Where the cold weather failed to be sensed, the tongue, mouth and hands of the demon certainly succeeded.
Three managed to push herself a bit from the cross, but only because of her intense desire to be penetrated. She didn’t care anymore about keeping her virginity for a Chosen One. The Savior would be born with or without her. The Lord didn’t need her to do His work. He’d obviously chosen her to be a sacrifice for the many demons left behind on this earthly realm. Not worthy enough to be saved during the Rapture. Not important enough to serve Him in any other way but cannon fodder.
I will not leave you, she felt the words more than heard them. Her body felt warm, but no longer aroused by the demon’s touch.
Three felt at peace, with her choices, her faith and her fate. What would be would be. She would accept her destiny as it stood, in His Name.
Four felt the shift in her prey and reinvigorated her attack, a second tongue sliding in Three’s panties and finding its way between her folds. The serenity that had grabbed hold of Three melted away as quickly as it had come. She gasped and moaned around the tongue in her mouth.
She felt something press against her, trying to gain entry between her thighs. Three regained enough composure to protest.
“Did you say something?” Four asked teasingly, her words slurred around the three tongues now sticking out of her mouth.
“Mmmmm,” Three managed to say around the tongue. Four licked her lips with another tongue, pointed teeth poking through her smile. Whatever beauty the demon had possessed was long gone.
Four pulled out the tongue from her mouth. “If you scream in anything but ecstasy,” Four said, “I will cut you in two. And that won’t be very much fun for anyone now, will it?”
She withdrew her tongue and closed her mouth, showing her perfect teeth again and the winning smile. How had Three ever believed Four was just a lost soul?
“The mouth,” Three said, looking steadily into Four’s eyes. Four cocked her head sideways, puzzled. “You said you wanted to try the mouth, first.”
Four understood and threw her head back, laughing. Red-tinted snowflakes were dislodged from the clouds at the sound.
“Oh, you are clever,” Four said. “See if any rescue will come before I first spoil you for fun and then kill you for sport.” She looked intently at Three. Three forced herself to keep her gaze steady and she licked her lips welcomingly. Four’s eyes grew wider in lust and curiosity.
“All right. Mouth first. But don’t bite,” Four leaned in and bit her ear slightly. The bite from earlier on her neck still hurt. Three ignored it. “And make it nice. This is probably the last nice thing you’ll ever do for anyone. I’m sure your God will notice when I send you to His doorstep soon.”
Four kissed Three gently on the lips, breathing warm desire on her before she floated up, until her genitals were right in Three’s face. And Four now had a penis there, where there had certainly been none before. The red underwear would have certainly failed to hide
it. Especially something so… big.
“Go on,” Four prodded. Three took a deep breath and opened her mouth. Four didn’t miss the cue, pushing into Three’s mouth, deep enough to make her gag. Three forced her reflex down and focused on sucking, instead. She managed to move her tongue around it, and Four pulled out a bit, to give Three more access to the tip.
Three took advantage of it to run her tongue over the tip of the ample penis. Four shook with desire and made soft moaning sounds. Three was turned on, but focused on keeping Four on the verge of ecstasy as long as possible.
She had to believe help would come. She had to believe she wasn’t alone in this world, as so many were.
She rolled her tongue around the penis, sucking at the same time, moving her head back and forth with enough vigor to keep the demon interested, but also gentle enough to keep her going for a while.
“How selfish of me,” the demon practically purred. “I’m taking all the fun.”
She spun on herself, rotating as her penis stayed firmly lodged in Three’s mouth. Three felt a tongue find her folds again, her legs being forced apart, the bonds pulling her ankles back, behind the cross and up, forcing her knees to separate.
Four began licking her enthusiastically. Three moaned, and the penis went in deeper. The demon moaned, thrusting back and forth now, unable to contain itself as it licked Three deeply, its tongue piercing her pussy and ass. Three closed her eyes and tried to focus on her prayers, but knew the end was near. Soon the demon would grow weary of its games and, seeking ultimate relief, would take her womb away from her.
And then she would be of no use to anyone.
The penis thrust in three quick times then one long time, squirting juices inside of her as it came. Three swallowed so as not to choke, but there were so many juices that they dribbled down her chin and onto her exposed chest, turning to ice almost immediately.
