Depravicus

by Ray Gordon

  "It's all right," Will chuckled. "The Reverend Mother will be here any minute now to save you from your terrible fate."

  "What?" she frowned, her dark eyes transfixed to his.

  "And a policeman and the Bishop. I would imagine they're going to burst in at any moment and save you from a severe bout of arduous vaginal desecration."

  "You... you know?"

  "I know everything, Lolita. Everything is known unto me. Unto me, everything is known. I also know that no one will be coming to your rescue."

  "They... they made me do it," she whimpered as he again turned the screw, her sensitive nipple inflating as the clamp bit into the brown tissue of her areola. "They forced me to do it."

  "Of course they did. And on the fourth day, the Lord said..."

  "No, honestly. The cunts fucking blackmailed me. They said that..."

  "I'm not interested in what they did or didn't say, Lolita. My only interest is in your body."

  "But..."

  "I'm sorry, but it's not up to me. The Lord hath spoken unto me."

  "We'll do a deal."

  "And he saideth... A deal? I don't like deals. But I do like girls chained to my bed. Have you ever had a cock up your bottom?"

  "Please, you don't understand."

  "I understand only too well. Have you ever had a huge knob up your bottom?"

  "No, you can't do this to me. I'll tell everyone what sort of cunting man you are. I'll tell them you abuse girls and..."

  "The villagers already know all that. A gag is in order, I think. I don't want the customers in the bar hearing you."

  Reaching into the bedside cupboard, Will chuckled in his wickedness as he grabbed a gag. Josie had plenty of sex equipment, he reflected. Anal butts, vaginal speculums, handcuffs, clitoris clamps, vibrators, steel breast crushers, rectal dilation devices, outer labia clips, inner lip spreaders...

  Stuffing the rubber ball-gag into the girl's gasping mouth he ran the elastic strap behind her head. Moaning through her nose as he clamped her free nipple, she squirmed and writhed, desperately trying to break free. But there was no escaping the infamous Will Entercock. Her puffy nipples forced to balloon painfully as he tightened the clamps a little more, the depilating cream stripping years from the soft vulval flesh of her naked body, she again writhed and pulled on her bonds as she stared at Will's grinning face.

  Slipping out of his cassock, his erect penis waving from side to side, his fully-laden balls heaving, he knelt astride her tethered body with his swollen knob hovering ominously above her pretty face. Rubbing his purple knob over her nose, he chuckled as her eyes widened, reflecting fear. Again he pondered her part in the evil plan. Perhaps she had been blackmailed, coerced into trapping him. But the plan didn't make sense, he reflected. Had the Reverend Mother not phoned and warned him of her intent, he'd have been in deep shit by now. Wondering why the woman had phoned and warned him of the raid, he thought that there might be another plan. Perhaps the idea was to have him believe that he was safe, and then pounce.

  "You're a wicked girl," he said sternly, trying to push his bulbous knob up Lolita's left nostril. "For your sins, I'm going to thrust a baseball bat up your rectum." Her eyes squeezed shut as he wanked his cock, his hairy ball bag brushing against her chin, she moaned through her nose. "And I'll shove a balloon up your dirty little cunt hole and pump up your vaginal cavern until it's a fucking great vaginal cave." Wanking faster, his glans appearing and disappearing as he moved his foreskin back and forth, he began gasping in his heightening arousal.

  "Father Will," Lana said, knocking and opening the door. "Oh!" she gasped, holding her hand to her fuckable mouth. "Er... I'm sorry."

  "Come in and lock the door," Will gasped. "You're just in time to perform a few of your other duties."

  "Other duties?" she echoed, turning the key and gazing at his huge cock, his bouncing balls. "Oh, you're so big," she cried. "Never have I seen such a big dick."

  "I have the biggest," he chuckled. "You can finish this off," he said, taking her hand and clamping her slender fingers around the veined shaft of his solid cock. "And the Lord gaveth man cock to please man and..."

  "I... I've never done anything with a man," she confessed, wanking his penis.

  "Haven't you?" he asked, surprised. "Actually, neither have I."

  "No, I... I'm a lesbian."

  "Alleluia!" he laughed. "My prayers have been answered."

  "Your prayers?"

  "Finish the job in hand and then you can play your lesbian games with my prisoner."

  "Prisoner?"

  "It's a game, Lana. She likes to be tied down and gagged and abused by both men and women. She's a consenting adult. Actually, she's neither consenting nor an adult. But not to worry. Finish me off and then enjoy the fruits of her body."

  Wanking his cock, the girl obviously couldn't wait to get her hands on Lolita's naked body, to force her fingers up her tight pussy duct, slip her wet tongue deep into in her hot rectum. A barmaid who also happened to be a rampant lesbian, Will mused happily, his balls bouncing as his orgasm approached. Watching her hand running up and down the rock-hard shaft of his cock, he thought this was all too easy. He'd only met the waitress that afternoon, and here she was not only working in the bar but wanking his cock off. Perhaps she was also a spy, he mused, deciding not to trust anyone. The girls in the woods, Marianne Baxter or whoever she was, Lolita, Lana, the suspicious man in the bar... Sister Uterinus had been used as bait by the Reverend Mother Fucker, he reflected. There were too many girls only too willing to strip naked and fuck for Will's liking.

  "Yes," he finally breathed as his spunk shot forth and splattered Lolita's grimacing face. As Lana increased her wanking rhythm, bringing out his sperm, Will shuddered and breathed heavily in the grip of his orgasm. Again and again, his sperm shot from his knob-slit in long threads of white liquid, raining over his prisoner's face as his balls bounced and his knob pulsated. Lana was obviously enjoying herself, he mused, watching his sperm running over her small hand as she wanked his beautiful organ. Lolita's face drenched with his male cream of carnal lust, running in rivers down her flushed cheeks, the girl squirmed and moaned through her nose.

  "Enough," Will finally breathed, the last of his sperm running over Lana's hand as she slowed her masturbating rhythm. "God, I needed that," he gasped, wiping his deflating knob over Lolita's sperm-drenched face. "And now it's your turn to enjoy yourself," he said, smiling at Lana as he clambered off the bed.

  "What about the bar?" the girl asked, eyeing the depilating cream covering their victim's vulval flesh.

  "You let the good Lord worry about that," Will said, grabbing a towel and pulling up a chair to watch the lesbian show. "You just enjoy the slut's body. For what you are about to receive, may you achieve a multiple orgasm."

  This was incredible, he mused as the girl took the towel and wiped away the hair removing cream covering Lolita's soft pussy flesh. A girl chained to the bed, an extremely attractive bisexual girl... Lana might be a soft and gentle, loving lesbian. Soft, gentle, loving? Fuck that. He'd train her, he decided as she wiped the cream away from the girl's vaginal slit with the towel. She'd not only be a brilliant barmaid, but a rampant, kinky lesbian too.

  Lolita's naked vulval flesh coming into view, Will grinned. Her vaginal lips perfectly formed she was eminently fuckable. But it was Lana's naked body he was desperate to feast his eyes on. He'd watched her in the tea shop, imagined the wet crack of her lickable vagina, her breasts, her suckable nipples... Wondering whether she shaved her pubic curls, he was about to suggest that she strip naked when she pulled her T-shirt over her head.

  Sheer beauty, Will thought, his cock stiffening as her straining bra came into view. This was the life, he reflected, relaxing on the chair as the girl tugged her short skirt down her legs. Her panties stretched tautly over the swell of her love lips, he watched with bated breath as she kicked her skirt aside and slipped her thumbs between the tight elastic of her panties and her shapely hip
s. Peeling the thin material away from the slight rise of her mons, she slowly lowered the garment. Will's knob throbbed expectantly as she finally exposed her sex, the unfurling petals of her inner lips.

  "Very nice," he praised her as she slipped her panties down to her feet and kicked them aside. Gazing longingly at her vagina, his penis granite-hard, he knew he was in for a night of rampant sex. His thoughts turning to the bar as laughter echoed around the house, he wondered whether the punters were drinking the place dry without paying. The Major was an honest man, he reflected. A bit of a perve, but as honest as the day was long. No doubt he'd get behind the bar and run the show until Lana returned. Which might well be several hours.

  As Lana climbed onto the bed, her knees either side of Lolita's breasts, her face buried between the girl's splayed thighs, Will toyed with his rolling balls as the girl pushed her tongue out. Licking her victim's hairless pussy lips, running her tongue up and down the valley of her drenched vagina, she began moaning softly. Will half expected the Reverend Slagger to burst into the room at any minute as he watched his barmaid part the girl's naked buttocks and press her fingertip against the brown ring of her anus. But he was innocent, wasn't he? The girls were committing vile acts of lesbianism. All he was doing was watching. He'd make out that he'd wandered into the room and discovered their shocking behaviour. He'd been so stunned that he'd taken his cassock off to cool down.

  "She's beautiful," Lana breathed, pushing her finger deep into the hot sheath of Lolita's tight rectum as the girl squirmed on the bed in her enforced ecstasy. Remaining silent, Will wanked his cock as he watched the pussy tonguing, the anal fingering. Deciding the time had come for Lolita to lick Lana's pussy, he moved to the bed and slipped the gag out of her mouth. She immediately began swearing but Will pushed Lana's hips down, smothering Lolita's face with the girl's vulval lips.

  "Lick her cunny," he chuckled. Coughing and spluttering on the girl's copious flow of fluid, Lolita had no choice other than to drink the lubricious juices of female desire streaming from her sexual centre. Eyeing the gully between Lana's buttocks, Will ran his finger along it. Locating her tightly closed anus he teased the delicate tissue, the girl's gasps resounding around the room and she projected her buttocks to allow him better access to her most private hole.

  He chuckled inwardly, pushing the tip of his finger past the girl's anal sphincter muscles. Massaging the inner walls, the sensitive tissue stretched around his intruding finger, he grinned as the girl bucked wildly. She was loving every minute of the decadent act, he knew as her rectum spasmed, gripping his finger like a velvet-jawed vice. Managing to force another finger into her convulsing duct of forbidden pleasure, he wondered whether she'd appreciate a damned good buggering.

  "And it came to pass that the Lord gaveth girls two sex holes. One for the penis to deliver the seed of procreation, and the other for the penis to deliver debauched pleasure."

  "Why does man have a sex hole?" Lana gasped through a mouthful of vaginal flesh.

  "For the insertion of the female tongue to bring pleasure to man. But enough talk of the good Lord and sex holes, we have debauchery most high to commit."

  Watching Lolita's wide eyes as she tongued Lana's vagina, Will continued to piston Lana's spasming anal tube. His balls reloaded, his cock ready for another hot orifice, he pondered on his next move as Lana gasped and squirmed, pumping her juices of lesbian lust over Lolita's pretty face. Reckoning that there was enough room on the bed to kneel either side of his victim's head and anal-fuck Lana, he slipped his sticky fingers out of the girl's hot rectal duct and clambered onto the bed. His heavy balls hanging over Lolita's face, his scrotal hairs tickling her nose, he was ready to drive his purple plum into the hot depths of Lana's tight bottom-hole.

  "No," the girl spluttered, choking on Lolita's copious vaginal juices as he slipped his swollen plum past her anal sphincter muscles. "Please, I'm a lesbian."

  "Think of my cock as a strap-on dildo," Will breathed, sliding the solid shaft of his huge organ deep into her naked body.

  "Mmm, I like dildos," she giggled, resuming her pussy tonguing.

  "I can't fucking breathe," Lolita complained, her mouth forced hard against the girl's gaping vaginal flesh, Will's balls smothering her nose.

  "Don't breathe," Will returned. "Drink."

  Fully impaling Lana, the delicate brown tissue of her anus gripping the broad root of his cock, Will withdrew his organ until her brown inlet lovingly hugged the rim of his penile bulb. Watching the debauched union, Lolita swallowed Lana's flowing juices of desire, doing her best to breathe as Will's cock glided deep into the girl's anal duct and withdrew again. The forbidden coupling only inches from her sex-flushed face, she focused on the girl's stretched anal ring dragging along the slimed surface of Will's thrusting cock. Girl-juices squelching, flesh slapping flesh, she shuddered as Lana sucked her ripe clitoris into her hot mouth and teased the sensitive tip with her wet tongue. Reciprocating, she mouthed on Lana's swollen clitoris, sucking and licking as Will repeatedly drove his purple plum deep into her rear.

  "Jeez, you're hot," Will gasped, his swollen glans absorbing the inner heat of Lana's pelvic core. The Reverend Mother and the Bishop would soon return, he knew as he watched the girl's anal ring gliding along the sticky surface of his rock-hard cock. Once they'd searched the convent for Lolita, they'd be hammering on his front door. Shit, he thought, realizing that the door was open, the bar humming with customers. He was going to have to empty his balls before the inevitable invasion. But he didn't want to rush what promised to be a damned good orgasm. It would be akin to gulping down a nice meal, he mused, slowing his anal fucking rhythm

  His sperm pump stirring, his knob throbbing, he stilled his twitching cock and waited for the sensation of imminent orgasm to recede. Resuming his anal pistoning, his bulbous glans gliding back and forth along the hugging tube of the girl's rectum, he again watched the brown ring of her anus dragging along his penile shaft. His glistening knob appearing and disappearing as he slowly arse-fucked her, his heavy balls brushing Lolita's pretty face, he grinned as both girls reached their climaxes. Writhing, crying out in the grip of their lesbian-induced orgasms, they mouthed and sucked on each other's pulsating clitorises as Will finally increased his thrusting rhythm.

  "Yes," he breathed, his sperm coursing along the tube of his veined shaft and jetting from his knob-slit. Filling the writhing girl's hot bowels with his spunk, lubricating the illicit fucking, he grabbed her hips and repeatedly rammed his cockhead deep into her pelvic core. Sperm oozing from her inflamed anal eye and dripping onto Lolita's face, he finally withdrew his orgasming knob and drove it between Lana's vaginal lips and Lolita's gasping mouth. The sensations driving him wild, his knob gliding back and forth between one girl's hot mouth and the other's drenched vaginal flesh, he continued his double girl fucking until his swinging balls had drained. Dizzy in his debauched coming, he shuddered as Lolita licked and mouthed on his sex-wet knob, sucking out the remnants of his male cream as her orgasm receded.

  "I know you're in there," the Reverend Mother called, hammering on the door.

  "Fuck me," Will breathed, clambering off the bed and grabbing his cassock.

  "Who is it?" Lana whispered, lifting her head from between Lolita's pussy folds, her sex-wet face looking up at him.

  "Someone you really wouldn't like to meet," he replied as the door handle rattled. "Gag our prisoner and get dressed."

  "Entercock, I know you have one of my nuns in there," the Reverend Mother screamed, hammering on the door again. "Open the door this instant."

  Slipping into his cassock, Will opened the window. "Stay here," he said, clambering through the window. "I may be some time."

  Climbing down a drainpipe and falling the last few feet to the ground, he brushed the grass and leaves off his cassock and slipped into the house through the front door. Locking the dining room door, he brushed his dark hair back with his fingers and waited for the Reverend Mother to descend the s
tairs. Unless PC Bridlington was with the old bag, there was no way she'd discover Lolita's naked body tethered to the bed. The woman finally stomping down the stairs, Will took a deep breath and donned a radiant smile of innocence. Thanking God that she was alone, he wondered where the Bishop had got to as she stood before him with her clenched fists resting on her ample hips. Probably arse-licking choirboys, he mused, wondering whether the Reverend Mother had ever had her arse-licked. God forbid!

  "Where is she?" the woman scowled, her huge breasts wobbling beneath her habit.

  "Whom?" Will frowned. "To whom does one refer?"

  "I'm talking about Sister Crotchly. She's not at the convent and I know for a fact that she came here."

  "I hope she cleaned up the mess," Will sniggered. "I can't have nuns coming all over the floor, it's not decent."

  "You disgust me, Entercock," she spat.

  "I used to disgust my mother by wanking in the bathroom and spunking all over the toilet seat. God, the times she came out of the bathroom with cold spunk running down the backs of her thighs."

  "I don't know why she didn't disown you."

  "She did. I'm now in a state of complete and utter motherly disownment."

  "Motherly disownment? I want you to unlock the bedroom door. I know that Sister Crotchly is in there and..."

  "I can't do that, I'm afraid."

  "Oh? And why not?"

  "I'm having a fire drill in two minutes."

  "A fire drill? People don't have fire drills in their own houses. I'm not taking any of your nonsense, Entercock. I shall go and get the Bishop."

  "He's only just left."

  "What? He can't have done. He's at the convent."

  "He left five minutes ago. We had a chat over a glass of scotch, and then he went into the village to see whether his dress was ready."

  "His dress?"

  "It's rather a long story," Will smiled. "You see, his sister is coming over from Canada. She's a lesbian, but she enjoys an incestuous relationship with her brother. He dresses up as a woman to..."