0 comments/ 73711 views/ 13 favorites Having Fun with Faith Ch. 01 By: Mesmeri This is the sequel to 'For your eyes only'. Having fun with Faith Sunday "When Sodom and Gomorrah were punished for their ways, the Lord made clear to the human race what is and is not acceptable to Him. But there are those people today that flaunt..." 'Blah, blah, blah,' Jack thought. He had left the two lovebirds not too long ago. Thanks to them he had dinned well but it was time for a change in diet. And in his search for his next meal he had stumbled upon this church. Apparently a sermon was going on but he wasn't really all that interested in it, his interest was in the churchgoers and one in particular. She was hiding her boredom well but she was practically screaming it out for anybody who could hear. And she kept glancing at a girl that shared her dark brown hair sitting a few rows in front and to the left of her. He could tell that the bored one wasn't comfortable in the conservative clothing she wore. He took a closer look at the subject of her attention. His eyes widened in surprise. 'Ah, I do believe I have my next meal. But the indirect approach is needed here.' He glanced over at the bored girl again and nodded to himself. He flew up from the bench he was sitting on and glided to the bored girl until he sat next to him. Nobody could see the young man in a brown trenchcoat defy the law of gravity, but that was because Jack didn't want them to. ------------------------------------------------- April let the words of the preacher wash over her doing her best to hide her mind-numbing boredom. Once again she cursed her mother for dying. Her father had grieved and then he had remarried. And because his new wife was evangelical he decided to become one as well. And he had dragged his daughter along with him. A 13-year old daughter who had sough support with a good friend of hers while she was coping with her mother's death. And who had found out in the process that she liked girls. Shortly after the marriage they moved to this small town forcing April to leave her girlfriend behind and to hear how she was going to burn in hell every other Sunday. 'Thank God I didn't come out to my father.' Not that she actually knew what his reaction would have been. Her nascent love life had been flushed down the toilet along with the move and hadn't recovered since. Luckily it wouldn't be long until she would go to college. She looked over at the Williams family who had moved in next door to them a few months ago. Their daughter was quite the looker and she had an uncanny resemblance to April. They both had the same chestnut-colored, wavy hair and the same dark brown eyes. Their built was similar as well as far as Faith could tell. The only real difference between them was their noses. Faith's was a small one that made her cute while April's gave her a very fierce appearance. 'Well, not the only difference,' April admitted to herself as she witnessed the rapt attention on Faith's face. 'She actually believes this bullshit. What I wouldn't give to show her how wrong that preacher is.' And Faith wasn't even really a bad person; she was actually very caring. She shook of the thought and resumed staring at the lectern, pretending she was actually listening. She was really getting good at daydreaming while pretending to pay attention. While she wasn't paying attention to the words she did notice it when they stopped coming. The first thing she noticed when her mind returned to the here and now was that everybody was gone. The second thing was that wasn't exactly true, there was a man in a brown trenchcoat sitting next to her. The third thing she noticed was that he wasn't actually a man because no human had black orbs for eyes. She scooted away from him, but he made no move and simply smiled. She studied him a little closer. He had a pleasant if unremarkable appearance and was lounging in the bench. When he opened his mouth and started talking April noted that even his voice was pleasant. "I interrupt your usual boredom to bring you this once in a lifetime special offer. Are you feeling constricted, bored, are you unhappy with the direction your life has taken? Do you wish you could spice it up, have some fun? Well, you are in luck, because there might just be a pleasure demon near you that can solve all your problems!" He waggled his eyebrows at the end, clearly he wasn't taking himself very seriously. April was amused too, until the word 'demon' hit her. That brought dread and the fear that maybe that preacher wasn't so full of it after all. "Demon?" she asked, hating how unsure she sounded. He rolled his eyes. "Non-corporeal lifeform sounds so impersonal. Just relax, not a bad guy here. If you want you can think of me as a cupid. Only older, wingless, without a bow-and-arrow and a lot more handsome. And I do this work to get some food on the table. On second thought, pleasure demon really is the best description. But you can call me Jack." "Okay," April said slowly. She didn't feel she was in danger but this was still the strangest situation she had ever been in. "Where is everybody?" "Oh, they are still there. We're inside your mind, our entire discussion won't take more then a moment in the real world." "I see, so this is all in my head." Was she going nuts? Jack gave a tired sigh. "No, I am in your head. But let's get back to business. You want to have some fun and so do I. Together we can have lots of fun." He looked expectedly at April. "Sorry, but I don't swing that way." "Not what I meant and I'm not really a guy anyway." Jack morphed into a blond bombshell for a moment before reverting to his earlier form. "This is just my favorite appearance. Let me spell it out for you. I am a pleasure demon, I eat pleasure and the best pleasure, I have found, is sexual pleasure. You've never been past second base and I can change that for you. With my help you can show our little Faith what she's been missing. That's the deal I offer, interested?" 'Yes,' was April's first thought. It had been so long but there were still some concerns. And this being a church her first concern was of course for her soul. But Jack apparently had dealt with this concern before. "You get to keep your soul. It won't be tainted, stained or shrunk by making this deal. And no, I won't be taking over your mind or body. Just think of me as a sidekick, the Robin to your Batman. Except I don't sound retarded and I will be living inside your head." April snorted at that. She had to give him props, he had a sarcastic wit that meshed with her own. 'It really has been a long time, I have almost forgotten how it feels to kiss a girl.' She looked at him again. In the end she didn't have any real guarantees, the question was if she was willing to take the chance? April nodded, "Alright, you got yourself a deal Jack." He grinned and then she found herself back in the church sitting next to her father. She took another look at Faith and smiled. ------------------------------------------------- April's niggling doubt that it had been just a freaky daydream had been laid to rest even before the service had ended. Some of his comments almost had her laughing out loud and she had gotten an odd look or two. But when she asked him how exactly he was going to get to Faith he had been very vague. "Just wait until this evening, can't do a thing until then," he had told her. Well night had fallen and she was in her room, in the cumbersome nightgown her stepmother thought appropriate for young women. She wasn't a bad person but she wasn't her mom. She was just too meek to be a real parent for April. 'Alright, it's night. The sun has gone down and the stars are doing their thing. Can you finally tell me how exactly you plan on getting Faith to find the fun?' April thought to Jack. He didn't respond. 'Jack?' "Oh, sorry. I was just making sure that things were set. Faith is about to go to bed and so are we." 'What? I thought we were going to do something today, not sleep on it.' "We are doing this today, now in fact. I am going to act as a bridge and connect your two sleeping minds together. I can only do this because you two are sleeping so near to each other. Anyway, thanks to me you will be able to control the dreams. It's not really making your fantasies reality but it's damn close." 'Okay, I can see how that would be fun. But how can a few dreams uncork her bottle?' "You'd be surprised what power dreams can have, especially the right dreams." April mulled that over for a second and then shrugged. 'Fine, let's go where no woman has gone before then.' She lay down on her back under the covers and closed her eyes. One moment she only saw blackness and the next moment she was standing in a hallway while the walls were rushing past her. She noticed that there were doors on both sides. It didn't go on for long and when it stopped April looked up and down the hallway. It seemed to go on for forever and she had no idea what she was supposed to do now. "Okay, now what?" she asked herself. "Now you pick a fantasy and step through a door, it doesn't matter which one." It was Jack's voice but it seemed to be coming from everywhere. "I said the guy-thing was a choice, you're standing inside of me at the moment. When I said I would be the bridge I was literal. Now, when you pick a fantasy be certain to determine who and what you want to be, who you want Faith to be and what the setting is." April took a deep breath. "Okay, just pick a fantasy." "Oh, I almost forgot. This isn't a normal dream, she will be more cognizant of who she is. She might be a little reluctant to participate in the first few fantasies." "Well, thanks for telling me that so soon." She appeared to ponder the choice but in reality she was at a loss. There were so many possibilities that she didn't even know where to start. Then inspiration hit her. 'And it fits with the 'demons are real' theme,' she thought to herself. Nodding she firmly pictured what she wanted and stepped towards the nearest door. She turned the doorknob and stepped into the gentle light that lay behind it. ------------------------------------------------- Something woke Faith up. At first she didn't know what until she turned around to go back to sleep. Then she saw the figure by the window and suddenly she was sitting up, wide-awake. The figure was wearing a cape and had long hair but the shadows were obscuring most of him. A light went on which bathed the room in a gentle glow. The light revealed that the person in her room wasn't a man after all, it was a woman. She had curly hair and was dressed like a man from the seventeenth century or thereabouts. There was quite a bit of lace and she was wearing riding boots but all those things weren't the most startling things about her. She had red eyes, irises that shone with the color of blood. And her half-open mouth showed off the tips of fangs. The woman was a vampire and even though Faith knew that they didn't exist, this did nothing to quiet the fear she felt. She prepared to scream, to jump up and flee the room but the sound died on her lips when the woman put her finger to her mouth and gestured to be silent. Instead of a scream she emitted a sigh, powerless to even look away she sat there as the smiling vampiress approached. 'This must be how a mouse feels when he faces a snake,' she thought. The woman smiled at her as she sat on the bed. "There, there little one. No need to be afraid, I am not going to hurt you." Faith wasn't certain about that but despite herself she found the fear slipping away. The vampiress was looking intently at Faith and her smile became approving when Faith felt the last vestiges of fear dissolving. Her heart fluttered at the sight of that smile. "There, that is much better. Don't you feel much better?" Before she knew what she was doing she nodded. Again the woman smiled and again Faith felt a flutter. Embarrassed she noted her aureoles were hardening and she prayed the lady wouldn't notice. "Why are you in my room," she asked breathlessly. "I am here for you." The woman began to trace a finger across Faith's jawline towards her left ear. The touch was electric and her eyes fluttered as she suddenly felt very warm. "You're very lovely," she said and leaned over to softly plant her lips on Faith's. Faith was helpless to do anything and to her shame she found that part of her didn't want to. That part just wanted to keep feeling. The vampiress began to softly massage Faith's lips with her own and Faith's body obeyed by doing the same to the woman's lips. She whined when the woman pulled back and actually tried to follow her before she got a hold of herself. She plopped back into the cushion, the air currents produced by her labored breathing playing over her tingling lips. The vampiress tongue darted out to wet her lips and sample the taste Faith had left there. "Hmmm, you taste like strawberries," the woman informed her. She stood up again. "I think this blanket is getting in the way," she informed Faith and she promptly removed it leaving her covered in just her nightgown. After that the female vampire let her cape pool on the floor and stepped out of her boots before she crawled back onto the bed until she was kneeling besides Faith. "Would you like me to kiss you again?" she asked and again Faith found herself nodding before she could think. The smile the woman gave her was almost reward enough but the kiss was so much more. Faith knew this was wrong, that she wasn't supposed to be kissing girls but she reasoned that she wasn't actually in control here so she couldn't be held to blame for what happened. The fact that she was enjoying this could give lie to that but that was her treacherous body, not her. She was still a good girl. They pulled apart when Faith's need for air became too great. The vampiress had no such problem and used the opportunity to cast a predatory at Faith's body. She gulped when she saw that look, suddenly fearful at how far the woman was going to take this. A fear that dissolved again when she looked into those two blood-red gems. "The appetizer was nice, but it's time for the main course." She made a movement with her hand and Faith's gown dissolved like her fears had. As the nightgown came apart in a hundred strips of cloth they flowed over her body caressing every inch that had been covered a moment ago before disappearing off the bed. Faith couldn't help herself, it had felt as if a thousand fingers had caressed her allover, and she moaned. The vampiress began repositioning her legs to make room for herself and Faith began to worry. She had to put up some of a fight, in her mind if her body remained uncooperative. She had to resist the pleasure, if she didn't enjoy it than she wasn't committing a sin. When the woman had positioned herself between her legs she took another intense look at Faith's body. "Lovely," she informed her as she gazed directly at Faith's vagina. Faith's face became as red as a fire hydrant. She had never felt so vulnerable as she did right now with a woman staring at her naked body. A body that was obviously aroused as the hardened nipples and the wetness coating her lower lips gave away. Without preamble the vampiress dived in, parting her lips with her thumbs, and began licking her with a vengeance. Faith had resolved herself to fight what the woman was making her feel but that intention went right out of the window when the female vampire actually started. What she was doing was wrong, depraved, filthy and felt so good. She tossed her head from side to side in a futile denial that this was happening, moaning all the while. The pleasure kept building and building, she knew she was going to have an orgasm even though she had never actually had one before. But she could feel it approaching, she knew she was almost there. That was when the vampiress stopped licking and moved her mouth to one of her thighs. Faith was just in time to see her bite into her flesh before her vision went grey as pain overwhelmed by white, hot pleasure turned her mind to mush. Even in her dream, Faith wasn't conscious while the woman licked up some blood that had trailed down her leg. ------------------------------------------------- "That was hot," April said as she stepped back into the corridor. "And very, very disturbing." She shivered. She had been aware it was really a fantasy but when Faith had approached climax an instinct had taken over. She found herself biting and drinking Faith's blood. It had tasted delicious, she could practically taste the orgasm in it and she had basked in the feeling. Even now the memory of what she had done didn't fill her with disgust, just arousal. "I think I will go as human from now on," she told Jack. She thought back to the fantasy she had just experienced, 'Well, for tonight anyway.' "That is up to you," Jack told her. "I think you can have two more fantasies tonight. Anymore and you nor Faith will feel rested tomorrow." "Gotcha. I liked the outfit from that fantasy." April thought it over. "I'll be going as a pirate for my next one." 'Even if this doesn't loosen Faith up that wouldn't be too bad, this is a lot of fun too.' ------------------------------------------------- "Move along lass, don't want to keep the captain waiting." The sailor made a shooing motion with his cutlass to emphasis the point. Faith shivered in the breeze and cursed her bad luck again. She was on her way from England to Kingston when her ship had been caught by these pirates. They had told her at swordpoint to give them the dress, which she reluctantly did. She thanked the Lord they didn't want her underwear nor did they molest her. It would seriously hurt the ransom they could ask for her. Or perhaps they were saving her for their captain. Finally they reached his cabin and without much ado she was pushed inside, the door closed behind her with a bang. She took in her surroundings and found they were just about what you expected from a captain's cabin. A bed and a desk with some chairs, all of which were bolted down to prevent them from being tossed around in rough seas. The captain wasn't like she expected though. For one, it was a woman and a fairly attractive one. Her hair was secured behind her head with a ribbon and she was wearing boots. The boots gave her a momentary feeling of déjà vu, as if she had seen them before. Her black trousers clung to her firm and slender legs and her sword belt was hanging on a chair. But it was her shirt which was the most scandalous article of clothing. It was a simple, white one tucked inside her trousers but it wasn't buttoned up. The pirate captain was showing of a startling amount of bronzed skin including the sides of her breasts. She obviously wasn't wearing any undergarments and Faith got the distinct impression that this apparel was for her. She doubted the harlot could control her crew if she went around looking like this. An impression reinforced by the slow, assessing gaze of the woman. The captain bowed and the light caught a gem on a ring on the woman's right hand. "A good afternoon, Miss Faith Williams. I am Betty Black, captain of the Sea Stallion. As you probably have guessed, you are our hostage until your family pays us the ransom. Behave and this will be a pleasant stay for the both of us." It felt very awkward to curtsy without a dress but Faith did so anyway. "You're too kind," the words tripped off her lips without thinking. Another gesture of the captain's hand caused light to fall on the red gem, catching Faith's attention once again. For a moment a memory flashed through her mind of two bloodred gems shining in the night. Captain Black smiled. "Not really, I am a pirate after all." She noticed what had caught Faith's attention and her smile turned into a smirk. "I see you are admiring my ring. It is quite the beauty. I got it not long before I became captain and I have considered it my good luck charm ever since. Come, let's step closer to the window. It's much prettier in the light." Having Fun with Faith Ch. 01 Once they were at the window Faith found herself much closer to the female pirate but she paid that little attention. She had been right, the gem was much prettier in the light of the sun. "Do you see how it catches the light, how it sparkles and shimmers?" Faith nodded. "And if you look deeper you can see where that inner fire comes from, look deep enough and you can see a star trapped inside. Yes, just like that. Just look closer." Faith did her best, but she could only see glimpses of it. "Just forget the room, don't look at the finger the ring is attached to and forget the gold around that pretty, little gem. " Faith followed the kind suggestion and was delighted to find it did help. "It's pretty, isn't it?" Betty asked her. "Yes," Faith sighed. "You wished you could just stare at it all the time, don't you?" Faith nodded. "And you can," Captain Black informed her. "Just absorb the sight of the sparkling gem, trap your mind in it as the light is trapped in the pretty gem. Just sharpen the image with you thoughts, brighten the sight with your memories until you can close your eyes and stare at it with your mind. Until the gem is your mind." Faith did just that and was ecstatic to find it worked. She closed her eyes and swayed in time with the ship, staring at the pretty gem hanging in the black. "It's alright to admire pretty things, isn't it? It feels good to pay attention to pretty things," a voice asked Faith. She nodded and the voice continued, "Girls are pretty too, so it must be good to admire girls." Now Faith frowned, there was something wrong about that. A sin? Something about sinning. The voice must have caught on to her thoughts because it became more insistent. "You're a girl and you are pretty. I can admire you, can't I?" Faith happily agreed with that compliment. It was true, she was a pretty girl. And if the voice could admire her then she could admire other pretty girls too. "Good girl," the voice cooed. The approval warmed Faith. "Now open your eyes and let yourself admire me. And keep the pretty gem sparkling in your mind," the voice reminded her. Faith opened her eyes and saw the voice belonged to a woman who was only wearing trousers. Her torso was bare and her hair flowed free behind her back. The nipples of her pear-shaped breasts were standing up as proudly as the rest of her body. She was a very lovely woman and Faith took her time examining her, it made her feel tingly for some reason. "I want to admire you too, but those underclothes are in the way." Faith felt sorry for her and quickly undid the shoulder straps so the article of clothing could pool on the wooden floorboards. "Oh, yes. You really are a very pretty thing. Do you know who I am?" It was a rather unexpected change of topic but Faith did her best to answer the question. "You are... Captain Betty Black," she announced, pleased with herself for remembering that. "Yes, I am. I am the captain of the ship you're on, that makes me your captain." Faith hadn't known that and was grateful that the kind lady had let her known that before she could embarrass herself. "And do you know what a captain does?" Faith thought hard about the answer, then brightened as it came to her. "She gives orders!" "Indeed she does, but there is something even more important than that. Because orders only have meaning if someone..." "Follows them?" she finished for the captain. "Exactly. And since I am your captain, you follow my orders." That sounded eminently logical to Faith. "And my first order is: Kiss me." Faith blinked but stepped forward anyway. She faintly recalled that you weren't supposed to be kissing people. Except for one person, but she couldn't recall who that was supposed to be. It wasn't a name but a title, could it be captain? Hesitantly she pressed her lips against the captain and held still, not knowing what to do next. The captain caught on to that quickly. She pulled away and looked at her with tired patience. "You've never kissed someone before, well then you just have to follow my lead." And with those words she grasped the back of Faith's head and pulled them together. The captain's tongue demanded and received entrance. Faith accepted the challenge and they began dueling. Faith felt flushed and hot even though she was naked. Yet her body shivered uncontrollably as if she was cold. When the captain wormed a hand between their bodies and began squeezing and tweaking one of Faith's breasts she followed suit. She got the impression she had never felt anything like this and Faith couldn't figure out why that was. It felt so wonderful after all. Eventually the captain took a step back, much to Faith's disappointment. She was breathing faster and looked as flushed as Faith felt. She looked even more beautiful now. "Let's take this to the bed," the captain said. But before they reached it the captain twirled Faith around. "Take off my breaches," she ordered. "Aye, aye captain." Faith kneeled and began unbuckling her belt. It wasn't easy, the breaches were very tight. But when it was done and Faith looked up again she gasped. The juncture between her legs was bald and she could see everything. The lips were a bit open and glistening with something, a heady scent wafted into Faith's face. Without speaking a word the captain pulled her up and pushed her onto the bed before following suit. Then she turned around until they were both looking at each other's nether lips. Faith was unsure what she was supposed to do until the captain lowered her head and slowly began to lick her down there. "Oooooohhh." She was certain she had never produced a sound like that, but then again she had never felt anything so good as this. She felt pleasure, pure pleasure. Belatedly she realized she was supposed to follow the captain's lead. She extended her tongue and took a tentative lick. The taste wasn't bad if a bit salty. Her eyelids fluttered as the captain began licking a different part but Faith marshaled her wits and began copying the captain in earnest. The taste got better and better while her pleasure kept building. Faith didn't know what was happening. She felt like a champagne bottle, pushing against the cork. Like she was on the ocean, being swept up and up by a wave that kept growing. And then, suddenly she found herself looking at the crescent and she plummeted. The cork shot from the bottle and she was launched into heaven itself. She couldn't keep her administrations up as her mouth was too busy shouting unintelligible sounds and blasphemies to the heavens. When she came back she found herself being cradled by the pirate captain and that her sense of self had returned. She remembered where she was, who she was and that what she had experienced was so very wrong. And she couldn't deny she wanted to do it again, her only regret that she hadn't been able to finish Betty off. "Oh yes, I think this will be a very pleasant stay," the captain mused. Faith looked her in the eyes and kissed her. She was so lucky to have been caught. ------------------------------------------------- 'Oh please God don't let him catch me!' Faith prayed as she rushed down the corridor to the last escape pod. The rest of the crew had already left but when the slaver had boarded them she got cut off and had to take the long route. But she could see the open hatch up ahead, she was safe. That was when she felt something hit her between the shoulder blades causing her to stumble. For a split second she wondered what had hit her but then she felt the faint tingle of a repulsorfield shredding her shirt off her back followed by the sharp pain of metal claws digging into her flesh. 'A Dialer,' she thought as she began running again. At the same time she was trying to reach back and pull the thick disc off of her. Before the anaesthetic the thing injected into her kicked in she could feel the metal tendrils snake their way into her spinal column. If she managed to get into the escape pod before the Dialer found the neurons controlling her legs she would be okay. She was about to dive into the pod when she came to an abrupt stop. "Nooo!" she wailed. She redoubled her efforts to get the thing off of her but a few seconds later her arms were hanging uselessly besides her body. She cried as she felt the cold tendrils go up her spine and into her brain. She felt them connect to the various parts of her body even though that wasn't really possible. "Oh, stop crying girl." The voice wasn't the gruff, demeaning tenor Faith had expected. Instead it was a strict soprano. To her misery she did indeed stop crying, but her face remained sullen. "Now let me have a look at you," the woman said and Faith found her body turning around. The slaver was a woman of about Faith's age in a very form-fitting suit. The woman grunted and shook her head. "I can't see anything while your wearing that and I want to get out of this spacesuit too." The slaver turned to the nearest quarters and Faith's body followed her after she had pressed a button on her control-pad. It was strapped to her left arm and sported a number of buttons and dials. The slaver thankfully didn't make Faith undress her, but that didn't save her from undressing herself and soon she stood naked before the woman. She herself was now lounging on the bed that had belonged to the engineer of the ship. Faith had been very surprised when the slaver turned out to be naked underneath the spacesuit but had not been able to comment on it. Again the slaver gave her a professional look-over before smiling impishly. "You know what the best part of this job is?" She didn't wait on Faith's answer; she wouldn't be able to give one anyway. "Sampling the merchandise." And with that she turned a dial on the control-pad she had strapped on. At first Faith didn't get what the slaver had done, she didn't feel any different and her body didn't move either. It wasn't until she felt her nipples firm up that she understood that she was feeling something new. She was getting aroused, just because that woman had turned a dial! She fought against it of course. 'I am not getting aroused, it's wrong and especially in front of a woman. I know it's wrong because it feels wrong. It... it feels good, it feels so good. It's so very good.' To Faith's horror she started to enjoy it. She still knew it was wrong but it no longer felt wrong. She resolved herself not to think or feel anymore. 'If I just ignore it, it can't change me.' She blushed as she felt her arousal beginning to coat her fur but the slaver just smiled as Faith's breathing got deeper. "You can play with your breasts now," she informed Faith. Her hands shot up and began doing just that, Faith hating the thankful sigh that escaped her lips. She kept making soft noises as her hands alternately plucked and kneaded her mounds. She could tell the slaver was enjoying the show from the shining eyes and the teats that were poking out. "I know you're enjoying that but I do still have work to do so I have to ask a question. Who are you?" Faith frowned but decided it didn't matter now if she gave them her name. But when she did the slaver just shook her head. She pressed another button before speaking. "Stop touching yourself and crawl here. And call me mistress." She gestured between her legs. Faith felt powerless to do anything else. She was mortified to find herself missing the feel of her hands on her breasts. A mortification that doubled when the Dialer rewarded her compliance with a mini-orgasm. The slaver leaned back as Faith took position between her legs and she already knew what the next command would be. "Lick my pussy." Helplessly her head closed the remaining inches between her and the bald lips. She began to lick and was relieved to find the taste not too bad. Her body went on autopilot as her mind retreated into itself. She was pulled out of it when the slaver yanked up her head. "Who are you?" she asked again. "Faith, mistress?" she said and again this was the wrong answer. Faith felt bad about disappointing her but the slaver simply let go of her head and pressed another button on her pad. "Get back to work, pussy-licker." Faith did as she was told and returned to licking the woman's pussy but found that something had changed. A shiver of pleasure hit her as she took her first lick. The more she licked and sucked, the more of the slaver's arousal she consumed, the more pleasure coursed through Faith's own body. Eating the slaver out was now pleasurable and soon the woman's arousal was pleasure. The Dialer didn't have to reward her anymore because her own brain was doing the job. Little orgasms began wracking Faith's body but she was too focussed on laving her mistress's pussy with attention to let them affect her. A gush of cum announced mistress had climaxed but Faith kept licking. Again mistress had to drag her away from her pussy to get Faith's attention. The woman was coated in sweat and taking deep breaths but her voice was still firm. "Who are you?" She blinked as she processed the question, then her face got happy as she found the answer. "Pussy-licking Slave, Mistress." Mistress grinned and gave a nod of approval that set off a wave of pleasure in Pussy-licking Slave. Then mistress pushed another button and Pussy-licking's mind drowned in bliss. Pussy-licking Slave was so happy to be Mistress's. To be continued Having Fun with Faith Ch. 02 Monday "Lord, I know I haven't always been a good person but I try to be. Please give my dreams peace and... chastity. I don't want to be like my sister. I don't want to be a disappointment to my father and my mother. If this is a test, lend me the strength to see it through. If it isn't, I do still need your strength. Amen." Faith stood up and took a deep breath. She was actually a bit scared to go to bed tonight. She had no idea what had triggered the dreams she had suffered from last night nor where they had come from. And because of that she didn't know if she was going to have more tonight. 'Well, not if I remain steadfast. I just have to focus on the Lord.' Thus assured she slipped between the sheets, but sleep didn't come for a long while. ------------------------------------------------- 'Is she still not sleeping?' April questioned. "Nope, although it won't be long now." Jack changed the subject. "Have you given any thought to what fantasy you want to share tonight?" April grinned. 'Yes, I have. I think it's time I further Faith's education. It's obviously lacking in certain vital areas.' Jack chuckled. "Going for a more systematic approach I see. And here I was thinking I had to drop a hint or two before you hit on that idea." Jack was silent for a moment. "And it seems the girl has finally fallen asleep." 'Good,' April thought. She lay down and closed her eyes, one final thought went through her mind before sleep overtook her as well. 'Showtime.' ------------------------------------------------- "All that remains is the nude examination and we're done," a doctor informed her. Faith blinked as she took stock of where she was. She seemed to be in a doctor's office. Everything seemed to be normal except for two things. One, she had no idea how she had gotten here. And two, the doctor appeared to be April who was not a doctor but a classmate of hers. At least, she thought this was April but the coat was obviously tailored to her build. Even the nametag read 'April Steiner' which confused Faith even more. "You can put your clothes on the chair," April pointed out. Faith was uncertain what to do. She didn't feel comfortable undressing in front of anybody but she had come here for some reason. In the end Faith decided to trust her decision to come here and follow the doctor's orders. She neatly folded her clothes on the chair while the doctor was leafing through a file. When she was down to her underwear she hesitated, something that the doctor picked up on. She looked up. "It's a nude examination, dear. The emphasis is on nude. Don't worry, I won't be seeing anything I don't see when I look in the mirror." Faith flushed but not because she had been caught dawdling. When the doctor told her about the mirror she had immediately pictured April standing naked in front of a mirror while touching herself. 'Get a grip on it Faith,' she sternly told herself. With her underwear gone she used her hands and arms to cover her unmentionables which earned her a suffering look from the doctor. But April didn't say anything and led her to the examination table instead. She inhaled sharply when the cool, slick plastic touched her vagina. It was a strange feeling and not at all unpleasant. The doctor started with looking down her throat and examining her eyes and ears. She was puzzled why she had to be nude but that became clear when the doctor began deftly began to feel every inch of her breasts. She was very, very thorough and even tweaked her turgid nipples. Faith didn't know why she did that last thing but was wondering if the doctor shouldn't do it again. Just to make certain everything was in order. "Well, your tits seem to be fine too." Faith looked horrified. "Don't you mean breasts?" The doctor shook her head. "That sounds too impersonal, these are a part of your body. You should give them the respect and care two lovely assets like that deserve. Call them tits, jugs, hooters or even titties if you're in a pinch. Go ahead, practice." Faith blushed but the doctor seemed adamant so she relented. "I've got.. tits. They, they are jugs. Do you want to suck my titties?" She didn't know where the last one came from but she had not expected the doctor's reaction. She smiled. "Maybe later dear. And that was very good, don't you feel much better about them?" Faith looked down and had to admit that suddenly they looked a lot more... touchable. "And I suppose you call that a vagina?" The doctor gestured down. Faith nodded. "Right, let's cover that one too then. If calling your titties breasts isn't a crying shame calling something as lovely as a pussy a vagina is. Personally I think cunt is a little too harsh but words like twat and snatch sound so quaint, don't you think?" Faith looked down in embarrassment. "Yes, it does. If you don't mind ma'am, I will stick to pussy." "That's fine. Now let me have a look at your pussy." Faith uncrossed her legs but the doctor's face turned disapproving once again at what she saw. "Well now that really isn't a well maintained snatch, how can I examine it if I can barely see it?" And with those words she dove under the bed to retrieve a tray containing a bowl of water, shaving cream and a razor. Faith watched bewildered as the doctor began coating her fur with cream. She felt she should say something but didn't know what. The doctor knew the best way to examine her after all and she had decided she needed an examination or she wouldn't be here in the first place. She watched fearfully how the doctor applied the razor to her pussy and gasped when she felt it glide over her skin for the first time. She watched hypnotized as the doctor shaved the rest of her snatch. For some reason it felt exciting to feel that razor glide over her skin and she noted with renewed embarrassment that she was getting aroused. She moaned when the doctor wiped away the remaining shaving cream but the doctor took it in a stride. Faith was disappointed it was over but did her best not to let it show. "Now it's time for the oral examination," the doctor announced and she attached her mouth to Faith's pussy. Faith looked wide-eyed as the doctor did that but was soon moaning with closed eyes as the doctor began exploring her outer lips. This examination was as thorough as the one of her tits. Every inch of skin, every ridge and every wrinkle was traced, retraced and catalogued. Faith's juices were sampled and resampled. Her reaction was tested to licking, sucking and nibbling. At some point Faith's hands had begun re-examining her tits on their own and Faith was pleased to note nothing had changed since the last time. But she had to be sure so she kept her hands on her jugs. The doctor stopped and looked up. "I hope you have learned your lesson?" Faith nodded, so desperate to finish this that she was considering grabbing the good doctor's head and forcing it back to her twat. But that wasn't necessary because the doctor had already dived back in. She simply sucked on Faith's clit and gave it a lick and Faith ignited. "Oh fuck yes," she shouted. ------------------------------------------------- "So, you thought her to say a few dirty words." Those were the words that greeted April when she entered the endless hallway. She shrugged. "It's just the first step. And it was fun hearing miss prim and proper asking me to suck her titties," April guffawed. "Well, there is that," Jack admitted. "But what is the next step?" "Reinforcement for one, but I think technique is up next. Yes, I believe it's time our good little Faith gets the opportunity to play her total opposite." With those words she grabbed the doorhandle and stepped into the light. ------------------------------------------------- Once again Faith found herself sitting in a chair with a hanging head facing April across a desk. 'Again? Did this happen before?' They were in the principal office and according to the nameplate on the desk April was the principal. Which didn't make any sense since she went to school here and she couldn't be running it if she was a student. But she got her real shock when her eyes drifted down. She was dressed like a hooker or something. She wore a tie-front top with the knot resting just below her tits. Her bra-less tits because she could feel the fabric against her semi-hard nipples. Her skirt was practically nonexistent and she could see her skimpy panties. They barely covered her bald pussy and had an offensive neon-orange color that seemed to scream for attention. Her second shock came when she tried to cover herself up and her body didn't even so much as twitch. 'I am trapped in my own body, am I possessed? It would explain the outfit,' she reasoned. Her worry didn't lessen when she began paying attention to what the principal was saying. "The reason you are here April is because I have received several complaints from your fellow students. Now, is it true you have been harassing other girls by asking them to play with your pussy?" Faith was horrified. 'I did what? Oh please let me be possessed.' The possessed-theory was lent more credence by the fact that her body moved on its own and began talking without any input from Faith. "It is true, ma'am. But a lot of them did want to help! It's just, I didn't do much for them in return." Faith couldn't even think anymore, she watched the show in mute horror. April looked sympathetic. "Faith, you can't go around asking people to finger you all the time. Can't you do it yourself?" "I don't know how," was the sad reply of her body. The principal blinked. "But didn't you pick up a few things when girls did it to you?" Faith shook her head. 'No, not me. My body did that, not me!' Her body went into detail. "When they start diddling it just feels so good that I lose track of what they are doing." "I see." April was silent as she thought the matter over. "Well, this is a school and you are here to learn. I will just have to teach you." And with those words she came around the desk and went to stand behind Faith. Her body tilted its head a little so she could see the principal. April deftly reached around and untied the knot holding her shirt together. She examined her breasts. "It looks like we need to get you in the mood first." April tilted Faith's head a little more and kissed her. Faith didn't resist, in mind or body when those soft lips touched hers. It felt good and got even better when their supple tongues began to dance with each other. Eventually April came up for air. "I think that set the mood just right," the principal mused. The principal's hands glided over Faith's arms until April covered the girl's hands with her own. Gently holding them she brought them up until they covered Faith's tits were they rested for a moment before she gently began to move them around a bit. "You want to start slow," the principal explained. "Take your time, savor the feeling." She diverted Faith's hands to tracing circles on her tummy before returning to caressing the underside of her breasts. The pattern changed again, this time it became a lazy spiral closing in on her firm teats. "And when you're primed," April narrated, "you get a little more thorough." Faith's breasts were now being kneaded and soon after the principal finally let her squeeze and pull at her nipples. When April was satisfied that the girl had the hang of it she moved her own hands to Faith's shoulders and resumed making out with her. She was lost in a world of pleasure and arousal, her earlier panic at being trapped in her own body had been forgotten as her mind was overwhelmed by what that body was feeling. But it wasn't enough, she needed more and she tried to get it by pressing her pussy against the chair. That didn't work though and did little more than stain the seating. The principal noticed and chided her, "someone is getting impatient." But she stopped kissing the girl anyway and taking charge of Faith's right hand she moved it downward. The scrap of cloth covering her snatch was easily pushed aside but to Faith's dismay they didn't just dive right in. "Now pay attention young woman, you will face a test on this next." Faith nodded and focussed her will, she was going to ace it. April guided one of Faith's fingers to the bare flesh just besides her pussy. 'This feels so good, I really need to shave.' This thought seemed odd to Faith, she could see for herself that it already was bare. Her thoughts were interrupted by the principal. "The principle is very much like with your titties. You don't just jump in, you get comfortable first. You work your way up, down or in." The finger moved in conjunction with that last sentence. Mesmerized Faith watched as her finger began tracing her outer lips. She began to breathe deeper and her skin became damp with sweat but she barely blinked. She wanted to see every second of this. The principal didn't waste words anymore either and let her fingers do the talking for her. Faith's hand now obscured the view as it rested over her pussy but it felt even better. The palm was pressing against her bud while the ring and index finger parted her folds. And then their fingers took the plunge. It felt even better because it wasn't just her own but April's finger too. Her hips didn't stay still anymore and she began to impale herself on the digits bringing even more pressure on her clit. Faith started to babble, spouting fragments of sentences commenting on how good it felt mixed with pleas not to stop. To keep doing this, just this. She was also still playing with her breast and as her arousal increased her manipulations became more aggressive. Kneading became squeezing and tweaking the nipple became pulling. The words tapered off and Faith was reduced to meaningless sounds as her climax thundered through her body. As the principal nuzzled her neck and began coating Faith's tummy with her essence the girl kept repeating two words, "thank you." 'Oh yes, thank you,' Faith agreed with her in her mind. ------------------------------------------------- "It's good to know that no matter what happens, you can always fall back on your skills as a porn director." "And what crawled up your butt? You've been kinda snippy today," April retorted. Jack was silent for a moment. "My apologies, it will not happen again." "Good, but where does this frustration come from? I mean, aren't you getting some fine meals out of all this too? "Not really," was the surprising answer. "You see, dream pleasure isn't really pleasure. Don't ask me why or how but it's like eating a cake that is empty inside. It looks like a cake but when you bite into it, you find it's just crust. I feel like I am being put on a diet while someone is eating roast pig right in front of me." April's eyebrows rose up. "Oh, well I can see how that can make you cranky." 'Maybe I can give him something more substantial.' She would have to think about that. But not now because it was time for Faith's final lesson of the night. A moment later the sound of a door closing echoed through the endless hallway. ------------------------------------------------- Faith was relieved to find herself in a familiar environment this time. She was sitting at a desk in her biology classroom with her teacher April leaning against the desk. A quick check of her clothing told her they were just as revealing as always. They showed of her assets and allowed easy access if anybody wanted to sample her goodies. The teacher was also dressed in the required school uniform. It was a very functional design, consisting of a strapless dress with a split down the middle so that students could service the teacher when needed without needing to remove the dress. Yes, everything seemed to be in order. But her sense of comfort was shattered by the teacher's announcement. "This oral exam will count for 90% of your final grade and there will be no second chances. This is a do or fail proposition, young lady." 'An exam? But I haven't studied, I don't even know what's it going to be about!' But she couldn't let her teacher on to that so she put up a brave front. "I am certain I will ace it, ma'am." The word 'ace' stirred something in Faith's memory but it was gone as quick as it had come. The teacher smiled encouragingly. "Good to hear. Especially because you will be part of a test program to see if active rewarding and punishing during exams boosts scores." She put a bowl with candy next to her. "So, you get one of these for every question you answer correctly. And I get one for every wrong answer." Faith nodded that she understood and the exam began. "Alright, the first question is a gimme. What's your name?" April's worry was lessened by that simple question but it wasn't gone. The question told her nothing about what subjects she was supposed to have studied. "My name is Faith Joy Williams." "Excellent, here's a cumcandy." And she tossed one to a surprised Faith. She caught the wrapped confection and examined it. 'Cumcandy? What kind of name is that?' She unwrapped it and found what seemed to be a piece of chocolate. Shrugging she put it in her mouth and bit down on it. It was chocolate but inside of it was something else and recognition was instant when the flavor hit her taste buds. 'It's female cum, well that explains the name. Wait, how do I know how female cum tastes like?' Those thoughts whizzed through her head followed on its heal by a short, sharp spike of pure pleasure that forced a gasp out of the startled Faith. 'So it tastes like cum and it makes you come.' "Nice reward huh?" the teacher asked her with an impish smile. Faith found herself agreeing. She hoped she would get more questions right. 'Because I want to have good grades,' she told herself. "Well, here is the next question. What are four synonyms for your breasts?" "Tits, jugs, hooters and..." She tapered off as she wracked her brain for the fourth word. "Titties?" The teacher frowned and April got a bad feeling, it got worse when she shook her head. "No, the last one is to similar to tits. I really can't count that one. And like I said, there will be no second chances. Which means I get your candy." Faith watched jealously as April consumed the sweet and was in turn consumed by a nice orgasm, Faith's orgasm. April took a deep breath before asking her third question. "Now give me four synonyms for your vulva and list the traditional ways you can pleasure it." Faith was unsure for a moment what a vulva was but she could guess. And felt elated when she realized that thanks to the teacher she knew the answer. April should thank her for that. "Pussy, snatch, twat and cunt. And you can pleasure it with your hands, your lips, your teeth and your tongue," she finished proudly. This time she didn't waste any time examining her candy, she just put it in her mouth and bit down. The taste was subtly different this time but for some reason she didn't feel anything. She was beginning to think she had done something wrong when she began to feel something. She realized that this time she was experiencing a slow orgasm. It began in her toes from where it flowed up her legs, swirled up her torso touching every cell of her being as it rose up before spouting into her brain. Every muscle in her body tensed and her pussy clenched as it rolled up and down, never letting her come down entirely. But eventually it was over and she found herself sprawled in her bench, sweaty and feeling fucking fantastic. The teacher's eyes shone too, apparently she had appreciated the show. "Well, that concludes the theoretical part of the exam. Now for the practical part." Faith watched fascinated as April unwrapped a cumcandy, parted her uniform and put in her pussy. After that she slowly cleaned the arousal on her fingers with her mouth before she addressed Faith. "Your assignment is to get me off and you have to do that before your reward is all melted. And you can't use your hands." Having Fun with Faith Ch. 02 Faith didn't waste time and leaped out of her chair and eagerly kneeled before the teacher. She tucked her hands behind her back to ensure she wouldn't break the rules and went to work. She didn't attack the teacher's pussy right away; instead she took the indirect approach and worked her way in from there. She grinned internally as her teacher made inarticulate noises in an ever-higher pitch. 'I'm a good pussy-licking slave.' The thought broke the illusion and Faith began to remember who she really was. 'No, I am a good... girl. I am a good Christian.' She was about to pull her head away when she tasted something new. It was chocolate and... Bliss hit her like a freight train and Faith moaned into April's pussy. She paid no heed to her teacher climaxing above her as her mind fell back into consciousness. ------------------------------------------------- Faith stared unseeing at the ceiling as she tried to get her breathing back under control. Her nightgown, drenched in sweat and other fluids, felt a little uncomfortable against her overheated body. And on top of that her body was sensitive, her turgid nipples sent little shocks of sinful pleasure to her brain as every breath scraped them against the wet fabric. It had happened again, her treacherous mind had betrayed her. She had prayed for strength but she hadn't put up any fight when the dreams came. She felt more arousal flooding her brain. She blamed it on the memory of those wicked dreams until she happened to glance down. Her hand had sneaked up and was fondling her breast. She yanked it away and stared furiously at the body part but she couldn't blame it. It didn't have a mind off its own, it was her own mind that was responsible. Her own wickedness that had taken sinful delight in every filthy act she had participated in. 'Well, I haven't given up yet. I won't give in.' Thus resolved she took off her nightgown as it wasn't very comfortable and the scent it now carried was an uncomfortable reminder to Faith. She tucked her hands under her cushion so that they couldn't wander and turned on her side so that the sheets weren't touching her tits or pussy. 'But why was April in every dream?' she wondered. 'I barely know the girl and she is supposed to be boy-crazy.' According to the rumors Faith had heard April was either the town's bicycle or an insane person that belted guys who tried to ask her out. Those rumors had actually been started by the boys who had little luck with Faith or had been slugged when they had gotten a little too forward. But Faith didn't know that and the puzzle occupied her mind until sleep finally overtook her. She was so focussed on that mystery that she didn't notice how her own thighs were rhythmically pressing together. To be continued Having Fun with Faith Ch. 03 Tuesday 'School is almost over, after this class I only got two more classes and I'm done. Thank God.' Faith had been jittery since she had entered the school. All it took was being near enough to a girl to smell her and she would be transported back to those dreams. And when her hand had touched Sarah's by accident she had felt a shiver working its way up from her arm and straight down into her pussy. And when she saw April for the first time her reaction had been even more extreme. She had just stopped moving, right there in the hallway. Part of her had wanted to push her against the lockers and give her a bruising kiss. Or push her head under her dress. But the greater part just wanted to sink into floor because she was convinced everybody could see what she was thinking. Still, she had managed to cover it up and keep her hands firmly outside of her clothing. But now she had to pee so she was on her way to the bathroom when she picked up the hushed sound of conversation. It had come from a hallway at her right and for some reason she sneaked towards the sound. Faith didn't know why she did that until she came to the classroom door that was a little bit open. She could just see the two teachers that were talking. On the left was Miss Crabble, a redhead in her thirties, and on the left was the raven-haired Miss Ashton who had started teaching the same year Faith had started school here. 'And they're both quite attractive,' thought Faith. When she realized what she had thought she closed her eyes and chided herself for thinking that. Those eyes opened again when she heard Miss Ashton speak. "So, tonight you'll come to my place?" And to Faith's astonishment she caressed Miss Crabble's left cheek. Even more amazing, Crabble leaned into the touch and murmured that she would. Faith watched with eyes that couldn't possibly go wider as the two women sealed their date with a slow kiss. She whimpered without sound as the two teachers began to get into the kiss until Miss Crabble pulled away. The redhead had to take several deep breaths before she could speak though. "Not here Jane, we might get caught." That was enough to spook Faith who backed away from the door. 'It's everywhere, I can't escape it.' When she was certain she was far enough away, she ran to the toilets. 'I won't give in, I won't give in,' Faith repeated to herself as she flew through the hallways. ------------------------------------------------- Faith was sitting in her bed staring at her bald pussy as she absentmindedly touched it with a finger. She wasn't playing with herself; she was just trying to come to grips what had happened. The sound of the water spray hitting the tiles echoed through the bathroom. Faith took another look at herself in the mirror before stepping under the shower. Her eyes drifted down to the furry patch on her pussy, for some reason it didn't look right. Before she realized it she was gathering her father's shaving equipment and began to emulate what the doctor had done for her in her dream. The memory of that dream and the feeling that she wasn't really in control merely fueled her arousal. When she was done she resisted the strong temptation to rub the now smooth skin, to slip her fingers into her wet snatch. Instead she quickly cleaned up all the evidence before stepping into the water. All day long she had felt a trickle of arousal coursing through her body, making her body long for the touch of her hands. She had managed to resist that call just now and continued to do so when she began soaping up her body. Up until her hands reached her yearning pussy that is. When the first finger bumped into it she gasped but instead of pulling back her fingers were drawn in. She threw her head back as her hand seriously went to work on her snatch while her unoccupied left hand started to give her tits some attention. The first climax drove her to her knees as she bit down on her lower lip to ensure she kept quiet. But one wasn't enough so she kept going as the water pelted her undulating form. Faith hoped that what she had done in the shower, again and again, would make her dreams peaceful once more. Masturbation was supposed to be a sin but she could keep it quiet, nobody would find out if she was careful. But she had been assaulted by images in the shower as well. Images of a soft, naked body sleek with sweat. A woman crying out in pleasure and need. Faith shivered and pulled her nightgown down as she crawled under the covers. 'Please, don't let me be like my sister.' She didn't know to whom that plea was directed. ------------------------------------------------- "You know, I am not your pet." Jack's voice was petulant. "So I don't need treats because I'm such a good boy!" April mentally rolled her eyes. "Yes, I know that actually. But you've been complaining about having your cake but not actually being able to eat it too. And you're supposed to enhance pleasure so I thought I'd take advantage of that today, I didn't do that just for you. I happen to enjoy self-loving, it's the only loving I've been getting these past five years." "I know," Jack grumbled. "I know all of that, but I still got my pride dammit." "I thought pride was a vice?" Jack did a raspberry. "Demon here, we're not exactly known for being virtuous. Although suffice it to say, when you get my age you've learned the vital necessity of moderation." April changed the subject. "Did you see Faith today, she looked like a scared bunny or something." She shook her head. The question was of course rhetorical. Jack saw everything April saw. "Yes, I believe she has met herself and scared of what she found. Speaking of Faith, it seems she has gone to bed so we can get this show on the road." ------------------------------------------------- Faith came to lying face down on a floor made of some kind of rubbery material. She dragged herself up until she was standing and took stock of where she was. It seemed to be some kind of big cube with transparent surfaces and metallic ribs. There were slits in the floor near the walls, probably for air circulation since it was an enclosed space. And she was still wearing her costume and gauntlets. "I had hoped you would come to before the formula was ready, Amazona. I would hate to lose an opportunity to gloat before your... conversion," a soft, melodious voice intoned. Amazona turned and saw her captor. She was working at some kind of large console that was facing the cell, half of which seemed to be made up of tubes containing various liquids and gasses. The villainess wore a catsuit with some kind of black-and-white swirling pattern on it. She was leering at Amazona over the console but she didn't let that faze her. Her costume didn't cover her much better than a one-piece, strapless bathing suit would but it was the traditional costume and she had gotten used to the stares. "Mesmeri, I didn't know you were up for parole." Mesmeri smiled. "I wasn't, but there was this nice guard who had trouble with trying to quit smoking. I helped her and she was very grateful after that." Amazona had enough and launched herself at Mesmeri with the intent of simply smashing her way out of this prison. But when she hit the wall it didn't shatter but gave way before bouncing back, catapulting Amazona in the opposite direction. Mesmeri chuckled but didn't stop working on the console. "That's transparent rubber, perfect to hold brute-force brawlers like you. And I wouldn't touch the metal holding the construct up, it's solid heraclium. It'll sap your strength away and I have plans for that strength." "What are you planning on doing to me?" But Amazona had an inclination on what that would be, Mesmeri's M.O. was mind control and she had tried to recruit superheroes in the past. "Making you my willing and loving servant," was the matter-of-fact response. Mesmeri tapped one of the containers. "I had to have a tissue-sample before I could complete the formula though. It won't be ready for at least another half an hour but when it's ready it will only take a few good lungfuls and then..." She was interrupted by a large bang coming from the massive door to the left. Simultaneously an alarm began to ring on Mesmeri's console. "No, I'm not ready yet!" Mesmeri stared furiously at her console before raining in her temper. "Fine, I guess I will have to settle for plan B then." With those words she grasped a canister of something and plugged it into the console. She pressed a few buttons and then she ran away. Amazona didn't care about that. She was too busy trying to escape the gas that began filling the cube. She held her breath and tried to smash through the walls again but the only result was that she accidentally inhaled the gas when she was thrown to the floor. The sound of tearing metal signaled the arrival of Super Woman who didn't waste time and flew straight to the cage. "Don't worry Amazona, I'll get you of this." She gave a section her icy stare and within moments the now brittle material began to crumble. Super Woman didn't wait for Amazona to come out on her own but flew in and carried her out. She was about to go after the supervillain when a large screen activated showing Mesmeri. "If you're seeing this it means that I had to use plan B to cover my escape. In that case, I recommend you don't follow me and instead worry about yourself. The gas you inhaled is a little something I cooked up quite a long time ago. It's a failed experiment because it doesn't affect the mind, it just affects the body." Amazona got increasingly worried as the recording continued. "But you want to know what it does, what's going to happen to you. It's quite simple, the gas is making you dependent on a specific protein. You'll start noticing the craving in a few hours. It'll be bearable at first, but after a while you'll become so desperate for it that you'll do anything, even hurt someone, just to get your fix. Now the good news is that it isn't permanent if you manage to ingest some of the protein before the craving starts." Mesmeri's smile turned evil. "Bad news is, the protein can only be found in female cum and it has to be straight from the source." Mesmeri cackled and Amazona realized this was about buying Mesmeri time to escape as well as tormenting her. "So you either find a willing woman and hope she keeps quiet or not in which case it's only a matter of time before you attack some poor, innocent girl and ravish her in public. In either case, your reputation will be ruined. And trust me, I will ensure it's going to come out. Well, that's about it. Oh, one last thing. When this recording ends, the self-destruct on this place gets armed and you'll have about 5 seconds to get out. Have fun!" They had made it out of course. Amazona had been very quiet as they made their way back to the Watchtower. She had let Super Woman explain what had happened and had kept up that silence until Crowman confirmed Mesmeri's words. The formula was affecting her biochemistry and she only had an hour or two before that transformation was complete. She hadn't kept quiet after that, instead she had broken down and fled to her room crying all the way. It was there, sitting on the side of the bed, that Super Woman found her. Without a word she sat down next to Amazona and began stroking her hair murmuring meaningless words of sympathy in her ear. "Oh April," they could use their real names here, "what am I going to do. You know what happened to the Green Parakeet when they found out about her." The Green Parakeet had been caught kissing a woman she had just rescued. The uproar only died down a little when it was revealed she was the Parakeet's girlfriend. The Parakeet had been shunned even by some of the superheroes and wasn't doing any heroing these days. April was quiet for a moment. "I... I could help you, I already know what's going on anyway and there is no way Mesmeri can find out, let alone proof it happened." Faith stared amazed at April. "Would you? Oh, thank you!" Faith hugged her tightly as relief surged through her. Embarrassment came soon after when she felt their breasts pressed together, something that took on more meaning in light of what April just had agreed to. She released April and wanted to scoot away but April prevented that. "Hey now, this is going to be awkward as it is. If you can't hug me how can you do... other stuff?" Faith nodded but didn't look at April. "Why don't you close the door. We don't know how much longer before your condition becomes permanent so we better not waste any time." Faith did as April suggested with a thumping heart, behind her she could hear the sound of clothing dropping to the floor. After she locked the door she didn't turn around right away but kept facing the door for a moment so she could get her anxiety under control. That threadbare control was gone again the moment she turned around. April was lying on the bed leaning against the headboard with not a thread on her. Her pussy was hairless making it impossible for Faith to say if the blond hair was a die-job. Faith blushed as April didn't look away when she herself undressed. When Faith was finally lying on the bed between April's legs she wondered for a moment if she should kiss April first. It didn't seem right to just start lapping at her pussy but a kiss would make this look like... lovemaking. So Faith kissed her nether lips instead, not entirely sure how to start but hoping that would work. After she had planted a dozen or so slow kisses she decided to use her tongue too and was pleased to hear April's breath hitch the first time she did that. 'Not because I want to have sex with her, but I can't get cured if she doesn't get off on this,' she assured herself. Eventually Faith got bold enough to try licking. She flattened her tongue and gave a lick. 'The taste isn't actually that bad, I could get used to this.' She kept licking and parted April's folds to get better at certain parts. It also meant she got more of the taste. 'Because I need that, for my condition,' she told herself. Meanwhile, above her April was breathing faster and holding her head in her arms in an attempt to stay put and not hump Faith's face. Faith herself was beginning to forget why she was doing this, so consumed had she become with eliciting more gasps and shudders from April. When April finally came she eagerly lapped it all up and Faith had almost started to try and bring her to a second climax before she realized that this wasn't about pleasuring April. She sheepishly looked up at April who was looking down at Faith. Faith licked her lips, tasting April on them. She didn't know what to say, but April did. "You know, you were in that chamber for a while. And, and I might have inhaled some of that gas too." She paused for a moment. "So maybe we should, you know, just to make sure." "Maybe we should," Faith agreed. She raised herself up to her hands and knees so that April could scoot down. When she had done that, Faith had a moment's doubt before resolutely turning herself around until the both faced a pussy. 'We might just have to do this for a few weeks or so, to make certain we're not affected,' Faith thought as she felt April's tongue for the first time. ------------------------------------------------- Faith gave a contended sigh as the warm sun caressed her body, punctuated like clockwork by a gentle breeze that was just cool enough. She was alone on this isolated part of the beach and in a moment of boldness she had discarded her swimsuit so her entire body could bask in the feeling. She opened her eyes when she became aware of a sound that was just audible over the crashing of the waves. It took a minute for Faith to identify it but she finally recognized it as singing. She listened to it a little while longer but she couldn't hear it very clearly. Desiring to hear it better she got up and moved towards a rocky outcropping that was even more isolated than her patch of sand. For some reason she didn't even spare a thought for the fact that she was traipsing along the beach naked. The singing became clearer and more beautiful the closer she got to the source until finally she rounded a boulder and saw who was singing. It was a woman, as naked as Faith was, who was lying on a partly submerged stone. But the most remarkable thing about her wasn't her state of undress but the green-blue fishtail that she sported instead of legs. Faith absentmindedly noted that she should be amazed to find a mythical creature like a mermaid but the song was still drawing her in. She fearlessly navigated the rocks until she was standing on the same stone the mermaid was lying on. She could feel the warmth from the stone through the soles of her feet. Now that she was standing in front of the mermaid she could see more details. Her hair had the same color as Faith's and her breasts were also similar, mere handfuls with cute, little nipples that were proudly standing up. The mermaid's tail began about where the legs on a human started but she did posses a hairless pussy. There were differences though. The eyes of the nereid were bottomless pools of dark-green and her skin was a mix of bronzed hide with patches of little fish scales here and there. The mermaid had of course noticed her but didn't greet her except for an amused look in her eyes. Instead she began to weave a different song. Like with an opera Faith couldn't really hear the words even though she knew they were there. But the words still reached her, slithering into her mind and caressing it like a lover. She felt compelled to kneel before this magnificent creature and crawl to it and so she did. She desired to touch the nereid and taste her skin, which the mermaid gracefully allowed. And so Faith found herself on all fours looming over the mermaid while she lapped and sucked at its snatch. Her skin and secretions had a salty taste as was to be expected for a being that lived in the ocean. But she hadn't expected those fluids to make her lips tingle and her tongue hum with pleasure. The mermaid's song began to change as her pleasure climbed and her orgasm approached. A new tone was added that seemed to vibrate through Faith's nipples and clit, spurring her on. The old song began to fall away until at last it was gone and the mermaid orgasmed. The sound she made as she came wasn't just an auditory companion to the climax, it was its representation. It was a sound of pure pleasure and release and Faith was swept up by it. She came as the sound seemed to drown her mind in ecstasy and she added her own voice to the song, a duet of pleasure. ------------------------------------------------- "Very nice April, very nice indeed. So, you got one more fantasy left for today. What will it be? Perhaps you would like to play cowgirl and indian or maybe sheriff and prisoner is more to your liking?" "Actually, I was thinking of something more intimate. Yes, it's time we brought this home. You think Faith is ready to be seduced by April?" Jack was silent for a moment as he discerned her meaning. "Ah, my young padawan. I do believe I have little else to teach you." He actually gave a sniff. "And the answer to your question is yes, it would work although I do have a small suggestion. To set the mood, as it were." "Alright, fire away." ------------------------------------------------- "That smells nice," Faith commented. April had brought the scented candle with her for the sleepover, she said her parents had a few of them in the bedroom. "Yeah, it does. And thanks again for inviting me over," April said as she returned to the bed. They were both sitting crossed-legged on the covers with the only light coming from the just-lit candle. Faith shrugged. "We're neighbors, I should have tried to get to know you months ago." She took another deep breath. "It really smells nice." The girls returned to talking about their lives before they moved to this town. Faith took pains not to mention or hint at her sister. Having Fun with Faith Ch. 03 This was getting harder because she was becoming distracted. Her nightgown was starting to feel uncomfortable, itchy and hot. And April seemed to have the same problem because she was shifting her weight around before she made a bold suggestion. "You wouldn't mind if I took this off, would you? It's getting kind of hot and it's just us girls here anyway." Faith shook her head mutely and watched as she undressed, her eyes widened as more and more naked April was unveiled. "You don't look very comfortable in that either, why don't you take it off too?" she suggested. Faith swallowed but she still followed April's example. She debated covering her breasts with her arms but thought better of it. If she did that, or looked away it might look as if she was thinking of April as something other than a friend. For the same reason she kept her gaze firmly trained on April's eyes lest she was caught admiring her form. 'Just focus on her beautiful eyes. She has a nice smile too.' Faith was thankful that her flushed face hid her embarrassment, she didn't know where these thoughts were coming from and didn't want to scare away April. They kept talking about this and that with Faith becoming more and more comfortable at being naked in someone else's presence thanks to April, who didn't even seem to notice anything was amiss. As the heat of the day began to dissipate Faith began to shiver a bit. But instead of putting their clothes back on Faith suggested they just crawl under the sheets. Once under them Faith found herself almost nose to nose with April. She could feel the heat radiating from the other girl's body and her breath tickled her nose. Faith didn't move though, she felt too comfortable just like this. They started talking about school and what they planned to do afterwards. So comfortable was Faith that she didn't even notice when April's fingers started to softly stroke her thigh. But she noticed when April fell silent and closed what little space there had been between them. The kiss was hesitant, as much a question as it was a statement. Faith found herself closing her eyes, not thinking about anything but the kiss until April pulled away. She opened her eyes and found April looking into hers, searching for something. Faith was curious what she would find because she wasn't sure what she was thinking and feeling herself. Whatever it was, it must have been positive because April started kissing her again. Faith herself returned the kiss and began running her hand over the one April had resting on Faith's hip. They didn't go further than that, only breaking off now and then to take in some much-needed air before diving back in. Strangely enough, it was only when April's tongue brushed against her lips that Faith's brain started to work again. 'Now I know why my sister... My sister, my parents!' where the panicked thoughts that made her break off the kiss and turn her back to April. She hugged herself as she pleaded to herself not to become her sister. A plea that was muted the moment she felt two hard points pressed against her back as April scooted over and pulled Faith against her body. "What's wrong?" Faith was torn. She wanted to run away and pretend this never happened, she wanted to stay and talk and another part of her wanted to turn around and ravish April. "I'm afraid I will be my sister," was her nonsensical response as a result of this internal confusion. "I didn't know you had a sister." Faith took a deep breath and grasped that gentle prod to clarify herself as a lifeline, a way out of this mental whirlwind. "That's because my parents disowned her. She went to college three years ago. I talked on the phone with her every week. At first she didn't seem very happy there, she had trouble finding her place and making friends but that changed. She found a few friends and one good friend. I didn't realize how good until she came home to introduce her as her girlfriend." April made a startled sound behind her but Faith didn't let it interrupt her, it felt too good to get this off her chest. "Papa was furious, he threw her out and said she would burn in hell. My mother didn't say anything and she hasn't talked about her since, she just pretends my sister never existed. She even threw away all the pictures with her in it. My sister only knows that we moved away because I called her, but I haven't done that since we moved here." "So, you're afraid of your parents if they found out you like girls?" April asked for clarification. "I don't even know if I do! I just, I just really like kissing you. No, I'm afraid that they're right. That what I feel is wrong. That what we did was a sin and that I am going to hell." "And what if it's your parents who are wrong?" Faith turned around to face April, she needed to see her eyes. "And what if they're not? I mean, you heard the preacher and it's in the Bible." April looked at her for a while, not saying a word. Then she moved closer and planted a kiss on Faith's lips. She didn't do anything to stop April even though she knew she should. "Does that feel wrong?" April asked. "No, but..." April didn't let her finish. "But me no buts. It feels right and you can still tell right from wrong. I mean, you don't suddenly have the urge to steal stuff or harm small animals do you?" Faith shook her head but couldn't help to argue. "But aren't we supposed to be attracted to boys, we're supposed to get married and have kids." April blinked. "Says who? No, let me put it differently. We're God's children, right?" Faith nodded and April gave her triumphant smile. "And there you have it. If we were supposed to be attracted to boys we would be, so if we're attracted to girls than that must be what He wanted!" "And would the same go for pedophiles and murderers?" was Faith's arch response. But it appeared April was ready for that rebuttal. "But that's about hurting people. Who are you hurting, who am I hurting? We just want to be with someone that makes us feel good, I just want to make you feel good," April wiggled her eyebrows suggestively, "among other things." Faith blushed at that but thought April's words over. She had managed to talk a bit to Sarah and she seemed very happy with Kinzie. And it did feel good to kiss April as the wetness on her folds testified to. This time, Faith initiated the kiss. If it was to do a final test of April's word or seal a decision she had already reached even Faith couldn't tell but once their lips touched they didn't stop. The kisses became more passionate as Faith's tongue demanded and was granted access. Her hand was now caressing April's upper arm as her turgid nipples were pressed into the soft flesh of April's mounds. But even this much contact wasn't enough, she needed more. April's eyes widened in surprise when Faith broke off the kiss and rolled them so she was now on top. Their overheated centers rested against each other and Faith took a moment to study the face below her. Especially the look of pleasure that came over April when Faith pushed her hips forward causing her slick pussy to slide against April's. When Faith had found a good rhythm she began exchanging short, sharp kisses with April who was pushing right back. The kisses became less and less frequent as the pleasure mounted until they were just gasping for air as their bodies danced together. They came together and they didn't scream nor were they so consumed with bliss that they lost awareness. They were supremely aware of each other as the delightful waves crashed through them, their bodies shuddering in time with those waves as they drowned in each other's eyes. To be continued Having Fun with Faith Ch. 04 Wednesday 'Woah.' That thought still went through April's mind occasionally when she thought back on last night. That last dream was supposed to get Faith to open up and share. April wanted to get her over whatever was keeping her from just enjoying the dreams. But when it finally worked Faith had turned out to be a little more take-charge in bed than she had expected. Jack hadn't said much but she got the impression he was very smug about something, like he expected exactly that. April closed her locker and turned around to head to class when she stopped. The 'woah' that now went through her mind was also caused by Faith but not by April's memory of her but by what she was seeing. Faith wore the same clothes she wore yesterday and she had not undergone plastic surgery or had suddenly started wearing make-up but the woman that was now walking towards April was still very different. 'If I had to put it in words,' April mused, 'I would say that the old Faith seemed to be a little unsure, she didn't really fit in her own skin. But not this new Faith, she's like a...' "Tigress," Jack finished for her. "I would say our cute kitten has become a proud pussycat." There was no time for a retort from April because Faith had walked straight to her. "Hi, April. I just realized that we're neighbors but I haven't ever taken the time to get to know you." "Uhm, hi. Eh, yeah." Faith nodded as if she hadn't been given a semi-coherent reply. "Well, I think we should change that. Meet me for lunch?" April nodded and watched as Faith actually sauntered away. 'What. The. Hell.' Jack just snickered. ------------------------------------------------- "So how did you get into my dreams?" Faith asked in a lull in the conversation. April had indeed met her for lunch and the conversation had been eerily similar to the one she had experienced in that last dream. It had merely clinched it for Faith, April had been sharing dreams with her somehow. April's eyes widened but she wasn't astonished or puzzled. She just looked busted but that didn't stop her from trying to feign ignorance. "What are you talking about?" "You got sloppy, you just stopped hiding your identity after the first night and now that I think back, you didn't change that much about yourself even in that first night. But having three erotic dreams for three nights straight, all of which I can remember perfectly even now and all of which were featuring you. Funny thing is, if it weren't for that last dream I wouldn't have realized that it was anything but a dream." April looked away for a moment and Faith felt a little bad for being so blunt, even in the short talk they had before she confronted April she could tell they clicked. But it was now Faith's turn to be surprised when April suddenly looked her in the eyes with black orbs. The eyes returned to normal in a blink but they somehow took all the sound with them because the cafeteria suddenly went deathly quiet. When Faith looked around she realized that the reason for the quietness was that there were no people in the cafeteria anymore. Except for a guy in a trenchcoat sitting on the table where nobody had been a second ago. What really startled her were his eyes, they were the same black orbs April had sported for a second. "What?" She wetted her lips and scraped her throat before trying to speak again. "What happened to all the people?" It was April that spoke up though. "They're still in the cafeteria, it's us that are somewhere else. Jack connected us so we could speak in private. We're actually in your..." She turned to the man. "In whose mind are we?" The man smiled. "We're in yours, April." He now took over the explanation. "You wanted to know how April managed to appear in the dreams you had and I am your answer. Although I must correct you, while the dreams were created by April it would be most accurate to say you shared the dream. It wasn't really yours or April's. As for why I helped April, I am an entity that requires pleasure to continue my existence. And I made a deal with April here to get it. I would help her to help you find the fun, as she put it, and in exchange I get to eat." "Hey, why are you telling her all that, isn't that supposed to be private or something?" "If the deal hadn't been completed, I would feel a certain obligation. But Faith has found the fun so technically, my side of the bargain has been fulfilled." While April was digesting that, Faith had a few questions of her own. "So you did, what, make the connection and provided the theater?" Jack's smile got a little wider. "An apt analogy, but why do you ask?" "Because I think I deserve a dream too. April got to call the shots in all the dreams, I think it is only fair I got one too." "Hey, now wait a minute," April began to say but she was interrupted by Jack. "It does sound kinda unfair, but what's in it for me?" "Well, it would be very nice and after I get to know April here a little better I think I would want to," Faith started to blush but she kept going, "try a few things with her." Jack laughed, "Done! One dream for the little lady. And I do believe that is all the conversation I need to be included in. Have fun, both of you." And just as abruptly Faith found herself in a crowded cafeteria facing an abashed April. "So, what kind of dream did you have in mind?" "Oh, I don't want to spoil the surprise for you. After all, what would be the fun in that!" ------------------------------------------------- April woke up staring at a wooden ceiling with shadows playing over it. She looked the room over with bleary eyes and saw that it appeared to be some kind of large treehouse, she could see the top of a nearby tree out the window, and that the light was coming from a single oil lamp that hung near the ceiling. She had thought she was alone at first until some of the shadows moved to reveal three women gathered around the bed. April blinked because the women appeared to look identical and their skin seemed to have green patches but she dismissed that as a trick of the light. She tried to sit up and ask where she was but was stopped midway by a wave of nausea. One of the girls put her hand on April's shoulder and put a bowl with some kind of golden liquid to her lips. "Don't try to move too much, you had a nasty fall. Here, this should make you feel better." When the girl mentioned a fall April began to remember. She had been trekking through the jungle when she had slipped and... her memories ended there. Hesitantly she drank some of the offered medicine, at least she assumed that was what it was. It didn't taste vile but sweet with a hint of spiciness thrown in and as it went down she could feel the nausea recede. In its place came a heady warmth that seemed to cuddle and caress her. The bowl was taken from her lips and set aside by the girl, much to April's disappointment. "I am Joy, this is Iuvo and Laeti. We saw you fall and brought you here. We had to undress you, your clothes were too filthy." April blushed as she hadn't even noticed her state of undress before now. Nonetheless she greeted them and gave them her own name but her eyes returned to the bowl. "You want more ambrosa, don't you?" April nodded a little guiltily but Joy just smiled and gave her the bowl. April eagerly began gulping down the drink until the wooden bowl was empty and taken from her hands. April didn't care about that anymore, she was too lost in the feelings. Her body felt like it was on fire and without even thinking about her audience she directed her hands to her turgid nipples. She moaned as she began squeezing her tits, which turned into gasping when one hand plunged into her needy pussy. It only took a few thrusts to push her over the edge but that did clear her mind enough to realize that something was going on. 'That ambrosa they gave me,' April concluded. She quickly got up and tried to make it to the doorway and freedom. But she didn't remove her hands from where they were still playing with herself. So halfway to the door the renewed pleasure drove her to her knees where one of the triplets joined her. "Why fight it?" she asked April and began laving her breast with attention. "Why resist it?" another asked and she replaced April's hand with her mouth mirroring the actions of her sister. "Why refuse us?" the last one asked and she kissed April soundly on the mouth. 'She tastes just like the ambrosa,' April noted. 'Fight what?' she wondered as she let her left hand help her right hand to pleasure herself more thoroughly. Another climax went through her sapping April's strength away and she found herself being lowered to the floor. The two women who had been pleasuring her breasts kissed their way down her body until they reached April's pussy. The third one, who she thought was Joy, was kneeling just above April and was looking down on her. "Would you like some more ambrosa?" she asked and April nodded even as she cried out in yet another orgasm. She didn't understand how that was possible, she should be too sensitive to get going again so soon or so often. But it didn't really matter, she didn't want them to ever stop. The kneeling woman rose up until April got a good look at her pussy. There was a golden sheen on it and suddenly April knew where the delicious drink came from. She eagerly watched as Joy bent over until the source of the ambrosa was within her reach and April could begin lapping it up. But not before giving another gasp as Joy had added her tongue to the assault on her pussy. April was lost in a sea of pleasure. A sea that was going up and down, soaking her mind in bliss even as it flowed over her tongue and down her throat until it set fire to ever cell of her body. She was still shuddering and gasping with aftershocks after the triplets had vanished and only Joy was kneeling above her head, observing her utter abandonment to ecstasy. Eventually even the after-images of the experience receded from her mind leaving April to remember who she really was and where she was. "Oh wow. You really have a very good imagination Faith." She turned around and pushed herself until she was kneeling as well. "That really was a great fantasy." "Who says it's over?" Faith said as she stroked her pussy with her pinky. She held it up to April's nose and she involuntarily inhaled the smell. Her mouth began to water and she suddenly realized that while she now remembered that this was a dream, the rules of it still applied. April found herself sucking on Faith's pinky, trying to get every drop of it. She didn't resist when Faith, who was leaning back on her elbows now, guided her head to Faith's pussy. She began licking and sucking on it, her pussy clenching as a new climax hit her. She didn't notice Faith cooing and stroking her hair approvingly. ------------------------------------------------- Faith watched as April, her body glistening with sweat, was servicing her. She had enjoyed the dreams and the role she had played in them but had been curious about being the dominant one too. And she found it to be even better than the other role. Faith shook and gasped as she came, April following suit as her mouth was coated in an extra thick helping of ambrosa. But April didn't stop and that was more than fine with Faith. 'Oh yes, we really need to get together in the real world soon. Moma and Papa won't be home for a few hours after school's out and the hot tub is big enough for two.' Another idea hit her. 'And why limit it to two? With Jack's help we could spread the fun around. Yes, I think Stephanie would appreciate a revelation.' Faith came again as she imagined having two beautiful girls on her knees before her. Thursday "Just imagine those blonde locks plastered against her flushed skin as she begs for more. Those ripe tits overflowing your hands as you softly squeeze them, as you put a little nipple in your mouth and swirl your tongue around it," Faith whispered into April's ear. Every time she described a particular image she emphasized it with a soft stroke of April's g-spot. Faith had gone through with her idea of the night before and they were now sitting in her hot tub with April sitting in front of her but with her back to Faith's front. Not that they had started exploring each other there, Faith hadn't been able to keep her hands off of April since she had closed the door behind the girl. "Just think of that disapproving sneer on her face transformed into an o-shape as she moans and pleads for just one more... orgasm." Faith timed her last sentence to end with April's build-up and laid them both back so she could admire April as she came. After a few minutes April dragged her mind out of the happy fog it had slipped into to speak to Faith. "I don't get it. How can you transform from... from a prude into a sex kitten?" "Are you saying you're not happy with the new me?" She didn't even wait for April's denial to continue. "I guess this was always inside of me, I was just afraid that giving in to it would make me a bad person. But you showed me I was wrong and that wanting to fuck you senseless doesn't make me a bad person." "Well, your plan for Stephanie won't work. The only reason we could share dreams was because we're neighbors. Steph lives on practically the other side of town." Faith hummed. "Then we just have to use one of your ideas." "My idea?" Faith smiled and nuzzled April before explaining herself. "Yes, that last dream you gave me. I think I should invite her and you for a slumber party tomorrow." April thought that over. "That could work. And Jack says he can help you get permission from your parents and ensure we won't be disturbed." As Faith made a satisfied sound April turned around in her arms until she was nose to nose with her. "Now, let's see how long I can hold my breath." Faith discovered that the answer was quite a while, a very delicious while. Friday "I don't know about you inviting 'her' for this, Faith," Stephanie said after April had left for the bathroom to change. She hadn't known that April would be there too, it was a surprise Faith had sprung on her when she had arrived. "I know you've only moved into town a few months ago so you might not know that April has gained a certain... reputation." "Oh, she's quite nice actually when you get to know her. She's just not boy-crazy and some can't take no for an answer. I've heard the rumors and they scared me off for a while too, but she is my neighbor and you shouldn't judge a book by its cover." Stephanie's mouth just got a little wrier but she relented and decided to give April a chance. When April came back Steph was pleasantly surprised to find that her sleepwear wasn't skimpy or anything. Nor did she try to steer the conversation into a racy direction and Stephanie found herself enjoying April's company. The only fly in the ointment was that she thought April and Faith were a little too cozy together, sitting a little too close to each other. And she kept getting the impression they were staring at her breasts. Still, Stephanie was sad when they went to sleep but only a little. It wasn't that late but she felt very tired for some reason and Faith's parents had just gone to bed too. It wouldn't be very proper to stay up without supervision. "Why don't you take the bed, Steph," April suggested. "It's big enough for you and Faith. Besides, if you let me use your blanket I can make myself more comfortable on the floor." "Oh, I don't know about..." But she was interrupted by Faith who put her hand on her shoulder. "She's right. The bed is big enough for two and this way we're all more comfortable." It sounded so logical that Stephanie relented, but she missed the triumphant smiles Faith and April exchanged. ------------------------------------------------- "So you want to join our convent?" Faith asked. "Oh yes, mother superior." Stephanie felt slightly disorientated until that answer had flown out of her mouth. Her surroundings snapped into focus and she could see she was in an office of some kind. Sunlight was streaming through a stained glass window illuminating stone walls with a wooden floor. There was a book case to the right and a desk facing the wall opposite the door. Stephanie herself was sitting in one of three chairs arranged in a circle. All of them lacked arms and were a little narrow. There was only one other person in the room besides Steph and she was dressed as the typical nun, complete with the stereotypical habit. She looked very young though, no older then Stephanie herself, and her dress was so short that it barely reached mid-thigh. Stockings were covering those thighs, however, so it wasn't really indecent. The mother superior nodded. "Excellent. Our order of the Virgin Cunnilingus isn't very large, mainly because we have such strict admittance requirements." "Cunnilingus?" Stephanie asked a little uncertain. The name didn't ring a bell at all. "Oh yes, the blessed virgin kept 29 bewitched nuns sexually satisfied for four days and four nights to prevent them from breaking their vows and doom their souls. She did this by licking their pussies, or so the story goes. We have patterned ourselves after her by following in her footsteps. We believe that we bring our sisters closer to God through orgasms. The sexual pleasure releases our minds from their daily troubles so that they can focus on the bliss that is the Lord." Faith frowned. "Surely you knew this when you asked to join our Order?" Stephanie could barely believe her ears but she had wanted to join this order. Although she couldn't remember actually making the decision she had just said she wanted to, so she must have wanted to. 'Maybe I will fail whatever tests they have for new recruits.' "I knew the story, yes, but I was a little vague on the details. Thank you for clearing that up, mother superior." Faith smiled graciously. "Not a problem, she is a lesser known saint." Faith now raised her voice to call in the nun that had led Stephanie to the office. April came in wearing that same blissful smile she had when Steph first met her. She wore the same habit as the mother superior, complete with the very short skirt of which the blond girl could now guess the purpose. Her eyes widened when she noticed the glistening on the girl's right hand. So stunned was she that she almost missed what the two nuns were saying. "Sister April here is our youngest member, part of her test will be to properly test you. Sister April, Stephanie here wishes to join us but I need to know she is ready to accept the Lord. Would you be a dear and help her on the path so we can see if she is ready?" "Oh yes, mother superior. I'll get started right away," was the eager reply. Stephanie knew she could still refuse and leave but she was curious if these nuns were speaking the truth so hesitantly and blushing furiously she let her dress and panties fall to the floor before taking her seat again. April opened her closed legs with shining eyes but instead of diving in she planted a kiss on Steph's right knee. Then she repeated that on her left knee before kissing a spot further along her right leg. April kept this pattern up, putting her tongue to work as well when she was halfway up. Stephanie was shuddering with a feeling she couldn't name but it felt strangely good. Her eyes were glued to April's face and she saw how it changed when it finally reached her ready and waiting pussy. She gulped at April's look of reverence and hissed as April lazily gave it a flick of the flat of her tongue. A lick and then April would examine what she had licked very closely before giving another lick. It was torture for Stephanie, it wasn't enough. But April finally changed her method and parted her folds so she could probe the blonde's depths and her first foray made Steph cry out in pleasure. "Oh God, yes." Having Fun with Faith Ch. 04 Stephanie hadn't paid attention to the mother superior, even when the woman hiked up her own skirt so she could slowly circle her own snatch. But she heard it when Faith began to speak. "Ah, good. But let us see if you can handle the second tier." Steph didn't understand what she meant by that until she felt the mother superior unclasp her bra. She felt deft fingers begin to weigh them, exploring every inch of them. "Oh, feels so good. God," the now naked girl babbled. "Yes He is," Faith's voice assured before a mouth began to suck and nibble on of her tits. Stephanie now had two worshippers propelling her head long into bliss, again and again until there was nothing else. Stephanie was awoken from her stupor by the cries of a woman. She opened her eyes and was treated to the sight of a climaxing April with Faith's face buried between her legs. Faith however somehow noticed she was conscious because she sat up and turned to smile to Steph, her lips still moist. "Welcome back, dear. Are you ready for the second part of the test?" Stephanie nodded without thinking. The mother superior's smile got a little wider and she got up before sitting down on her chair. This time her skirt was hiked up so Steph could see her hairless snatch framed by the black stockings. "As I said, our order is more about giving than it is about receiving. So now we will discover if you can give as well as you can receive, April here will help you of course." Once again Stephanie felt conflicted, but then an aftershock trembled through her pussy and she knew she wanted more. 'And it really wouldn't be very nice of me if I didn't help them feel as wonderful as I am feeling.' So she gingerly kneeled between Faith's spread legs and bowed until she was face to pussy with the mother superior. She gasped when April kneeled behind her and covered her tits with her hands. April acted as if it was the most natural thing in the world and started to instruct Stephanie. "You remember how I started on you?" The blonde girl affirmed breathlessly that she did. "Good, just follow that. Start slow and don't dive in," Stephanie gave a tentative lick. "Good, just keep going," April cooed into her ear as she began to trace patterns on Steph's sizeable breasts. With April whispering encouragements and advice in her ear Stephanie's world was reduced to the fleshy sculpture in front of her. She was worshipping it and it rewarded her for that act of devotion with more fluids for her to lap up. The hands on her tits were now roughly kneading them, spurring her on to go deeper and give more. 'It really is great to give,' Stephanie mused as a woman above her gave a deep moan. ------------------------------------------------- April and Faith stepped into the hallway, the door closing on its own behind them. April turned excitedly to Faith, "I'm looking for a word that says your imagination is both freaky and hot but I can't come up with one. Although I am a little puzzled why she didn't put up more of a fight. She just caved in." Faith shrugged as she put her hands around her girlfriend's waist. 'Hmm, but is she really my girlfriend? We haven't talked about that, we just kinda stepped into this.' Faith resolved herself to sit the both of them down for a serious talk about what they were to each other, but not now. "I thought it was appropriate. But you're right about how little she fought it, it was almost as if she didn't really think it was wrong." She turned her head to where the ceiling would have been. "You wouldn't have any clues on that, would you?" "I do actually." Jack's voice came from all around them but they were both used to it. "You must understand that willpower and motivation are both important factors in this. Some simply have no desire towards members of their own sex, I could feed them dreams like these for the rest of their lives and they would still never feel the desire to act on them in the real world. You, on the other hand, did have the desire but you were afraid that it was wrong and so you used your formidable willpower to fight what the dreams were showing you. "But once you realized that it wasn't wrong that same willpower drove you to seek out experiences, to get what you wanted. Hence the reason you are the one who seem to be wearing the pants in your relationship with April." Jack ignored April's indignant 'Hey!' and Faith's slap on April's behind. "It is that potential that convinced me that giving April what she wanted would benefit us all greatly. Stephanie on the other hand doesn't really believe there is anything wrong with sex. Her own fear is centered on her environment and their reaction should they find out about her predilections." Now it was Faith who interrupted. "You mean she's a lesbian?!" "She has felt attracted to girls and boys," Jack corrected her, "but because her father is the local preacher she feels she needs to maintain a certain image. With the proper dream you could get her to trust you enough tonight and give this little get-together a... satisfactory end. Especially with me around to give a little nudge to get past the initial awkwardness." "Wow, I guess most people really can surprise you." Faith nodded to herself and moved to open a door to begin the next fantasy when she was stopped by April. "You had the last fantasy, now it's my turn." Faith couldn't really argue with that so she stepped aside to let April go in. But she didn't make a move and simply stood there. "I... I am kinda drawing a blank here," April sheepishly admitted. Faith sidled over and said suggestively, "want me to give you a few ideas?" She even threw in a playful wiggling of her eyebrows. "You know, sometimes I think I should just tie you... I got it." "Got what?" Faith asked but April just dragged her to the door and opened it. -------------------------------------------------"Looks like you will have some company for the night, Williams." With those words Stephanie was manhandled into the cell by the sheriff. "Ah, Sheriff Steiner. How thoughtful of you to bring me someone to play with." Stephanie couldn't drag her eyes from the woman in the cell, the one the sheriff had called Williams. She was obviously dressed for motorcycling in her leather pants and jacket but they were as tight as a second skin. "Uhm, hi." She even waved making herself feel even more like a 5-year old. But William's return smile was simply friendly and she patted on the bunk. "Hey, name is Faith Williams. Why don't you take a seat? I promise you I won't bite, unless you ask me nicely." Stephanie blushed but took a seat anyway, smoothing her denim skirt as she did so. "Stephanie O'Saih, nice to meet you." She sat there staring at the wall for a while but the uncomfortable feeling remained. She resolved to change that, she was going to be here for a while. She turned to Faith and asked, "so, what are you in for?" "Oh, I was riding my bike minding my own business when April there saw me." 'So the sheriff's first name is April. Wait, how did she knew that? Was she a regular here?' But she didn't ask about that just yet. "So you were just riding your motorcycle?" "Well, I wasn't wearing my jacket at the time," the words were accompanied by the sound of the jacket being unzipped and Faith showed the astonished blonde what she was wearing underneath, which was nothing. She was staring at Faith's perky breasts, practically hypnotized by them as Faith explained further. "If the wind plays with these babies and you got that thrumming bike between your legs you can cum if you're on the right road. And I wasn't hurting anybody, the road was deserted." To Steph's disappointment she zipped herself up again but only halfway so she could still see a tantalizing amount of skin. "And what did you do to get thrown in here with me?" "I..." and she fell silent as she drew a blank. She couldn't remember much of anything from before she entered this cell. 'That's odd, isn't it?' Her thoughts were interrupted by the sheriff. "Oh, this little girl would be right up your alley Williams. I found her at the rest stop by Nobles Bluffs, the one almost nobody ever goes to. She was sunbathing without any clothes and apparently she's an exhibitionist too because the hussy was kneading those tits and moaning so loud I could hear her from the road." The sheriff's words sparked Stephanie's memory and suddenly she did remember and those memories reddened her cheeks. How she had stopped at this beautiful, little lake not far from the road with the sun happily shining down. How she had looked around and seen nobody, how she had become so bold that she had stripped out of her clothes and even underwear so she could do a little sunbathing. How the sun had felt so good on her that her hands had begun to roam until they reached her tits, caressed her tits, squeezed them and plucked at her hard nipples. And how the female sheriff had caught her, only giving her enough time to put on her skirt and blouse before putting her in the back of her car. 'I should have known better, I knew how easy it is for me to orgasm if I play with my jugs.' Stephanie blinked. 'No wait, since when is that true? But she could remember how it felt when her nimble hands expertly played with them. "Not bad Steph, I couldn't interest you in a demonstration by any chance?" Stephanie just blushed some more and unthinkingly she hid her face in Faith's chest. She could smell the woman now, a mix of leather, sweat and lavender that she yearned to taste. Her embarrassment forgotten she extended her tongue and gave a slow lick. The taste was subtly different from the smell, the lack of leather was part of the reason for that, and the smooth texture of Faith's skin was just as alluring. So she took another lick and another as a hand began stroking her neck. An approving sound escaped Stephanie's lips when she felt another hand fondle the side of her left-breast through her blouse. But then she realized that she was in a cell with the sheriff right outside and her head shot up until she looked into Faith's eyes. The smoldering fire in them trapped her like a fly in amber, perfectly still even as Faith began to fondle more of her tit. "We, we really shouldn't do this. Not here, wouldn't April arrest us?" "We're already in jail, silly. And April won't tell, trust me. Me and her have an understanding, you can be part of that if you want to." She ended that sentence with a passionate kiss, one in which not only lips but their tongues and even teeth featured. An indeterminable time later Stephanie came up for air, she didn't trust her voice so she nodded although she wasn't quite sure to what she was agreeing. Faith grinned before she resumed making out with her and began to stand up, taking Stephanie with her. She slowly pushed the blonde back, unbuttoning her blouse on the way, until Steph's back hit the cell bars and her blouse fell to the floor. Faith leather-clad chest slid against her bared breasts as the woman pushed her hands through the spaces between the bars behind her. Two clicks and the thrilling feel of cold metal against her wrists woke Stephanie up from her lust-filled daze and she looked at Faith with panicky eyes. "I told you me and April got an understanding, relax and enjoy babe," she intimated in a husky whisper. She shrugged of her jacket and kneeled in front of Stephanie dragging her denim skirt with her. She could feel herself trembling against the cold steel of the bars, subjected to a mix of emotions that left her a little lightheaded. But the trembling stopped when she felt April's hands slide up her arms and over her shoulders before those hands snaked through the slits and rested upon her aching breasts. She felt an uniformed body pressing itself against the bars behind her when the hands on her breasts started to softly stroke them. "Why the handcufs?" April's breath tickled her ears when the sheriff replied. "Why not? It's all about trust. Do you trust us to keep you safe, to make you feel good." Stephanie thought it over, she wished she could April in the eyes but had to do with doing that with Faith. "Yes," she whispered. And then her eyes fluttered shut as Faith switched from her knees to her inner thighs. A moment later she began to groan as April too switched, in her case she went from caressing to firmly kneading while at the same time she began to pull at Stephanie's nipples. 'It's strange,' a remote part of Steph contemplated. The rest of her was too caught up in all the different sensations to think. 'I'm handcuffed and in a cell, no say on what they can do to me but I feel absolutely free. No responsibilities, no obligations and no choi...' Her thoughts were interrupted by a climax that had her weak in the knees and she had to be held up by April. But April didn't keep her standing and instead helped her to her knees until it was Stephanie that was kneeling before a naked, standing Faith. Her head was firmly gripped by the back and then pulled forward. Steph began to lave the juicy snatch without prompting, not deterred in the least that Faith was practically humping her face. April wasn't idling about but began to plunge one and then two fingers in the blonde's still eager twat. It was an effort to keep her head still for Faith while still trying to meet April's trusts with her own hips but Stephanie was managing it and loving every second of it. Faith looked like a goddess to Stephanie as her glistening body began to prepare itself to cum. She didn't think she herself would be able to join Faith for some time yet but that changed when April suddenly circled her thumb, coated in Steph's essence, over Stephanie's rosebud. She ignited right away almost missing the sight of Faith climaxing. Stephanie was so spent she didn't react when the handcufs were removed, or when she heard the cell door opening and two pairs of hands helped her to lie down on the bunk. But she opened her eyes when she was finally lying on that bunk and saw Faith and an undressed April standing above her. "Ready for another round, girl?" Faith asked. Stephanie licked her lips. She had felt spent but seeing those two was filling her body with new energy. "I'd like that, but... could you put the handcuffs back on?" she asked in a small voice. The grins that question got was answer enough for Stephanie. ------------------------------------------------- Stephanie woke up in the darkened bedroom with the click of closing handcuffs echoing in her ears. She felt warm, aroused and a little out of breath. And Faith's arm was on her left shoulder while Faith's body was touching her right arm just a little. She was looking down at Stephanie with concerned eyes. "Hey, are you okay? You were a little restless and you look flushed." Stephanie didn't answer, she was too preoccupied with the vision before her. 'Was she always this beautiful? And her lips... when did they get so attractive?' And attractive they were because they were attracting Stephanie's lips like they were magnets. She feared that Faith would push her away and tell everyone what she had tried, she hoped Faith would be too shocked to respond and maybe even play along a little after she got over that shock. What she hadn't anticipated was that Faith would meet her lips and even deepen the kiss. But it was soon interrupted by a voice coming from Steph's side of the bed. "Shouldn't you be sharing with your other guest?" Stephanie broke off the kiss and looked at April, her mind blank from the panic that had overtaken her. A panic that turned to amazement when Faith acted as if everything was peachy. "You're right, where are my manners. Feel free to join in April." And with those words April did just that, kissing a still puzzled Stephanie. A Stephanie that became a groaning Stephanie when Faith began kissing her neck and quickly transformed into a moaning Stephanie when two hands began to fondle her swollen tits. Sunday Stephanie looked her own face over in the mirror. Service had just ended and she was glad for it. The entire time she was there she imagined that everybody could see what had happened, what she was. That she had 'I had sex with two girls and I loved every minute of it. And oh yeah, I like to be tied up too.' stamped on her forehead. 'Okay, that is a little too long. Maybe a picture of it?' That thought brought back her flushing as she remembered what she had done. The thing on Friday night was excusable, temporary insanity caused by steamy erotic dreams. But that didn't fly for the morning after. Stephanie slowly woke up feeling incredible. 'The sheets feel strange though, kind of heavy and warm.' She looked down and froze as she remembered what the cause had been for that feeling. April and Faith were sleeping on either side of her and all three of them were buck-naked. Both girls were pressed tightly against Steph and were lying on their side facing the blonde. Faith possessively had a leg thrown over Stephanie while April was nuzzling a breast in her sleep. 'If I move I'll wake them up, I'm trapped.' That thought made the blonde shiver. Apparently that was enough to wake the girls up because they began to open their eyes. Faith was sitting up a bit and combing a hand through her hair while April just pressed herself deeper into Steph's cleavage. "Uhm, hi." Faith returned the greeting. "Good morning gorgeous. Hey, tit-addict, say good morning to the nice girl." April didn't seem fazed by Faith's words and just lifted her head to address Stephanie. "Good morning Stephanie." She turned back to her breasts. "Good morning Stephanie's tits." And with those words she started to plant kisses on them. Stephanie gasped but she had to say something, put a stop to this. "I, I, I don't think we should..." Faith put a finger on her lips, her eyes told Steph not to say anything more and she obeyed without question. "April, get her nightgown." Faith was giving April a meaningful look as she said this but Stephanie couldn't tell what she was communicating. Both girls scooted away to pick something up and Steph supposed she could get away but she felt strangely compelled to stay. To see what they were going to do to her, what they might make her do. April was the first to return and she guided Stephanie's arms until they were stretched above her head. Then they were tied together with the article of clothing even as Faith did the same with a bra around the blonde's ankles. Neither restraint could have actually stopped her if she really wanted to escape but just by being there they doubled her arousal. They had her at their mercy and more importantly, she wanted to be at their mercy. Apparently both girls had planned for this because the two of them began raking their fingernails across her skin. Faith started with her legs while April went down from the arms she had just tied together. They were careful to use just enough pressure for Steph to feel them without leaving anything more serious than a little red skin. Stephanie's body was now shuddering continuously but that changed to just arching her back as both girls turned their attention to the blonde's tits. Each girl was devoting her attention to just one breast which they weren't just massaging and plucking at with their hands but they were also using their mouths to suck and lick the fleshy mounds. Eventually her back touched the bed again, which was the signal for Faith and April to switch positions. Stephanie was confronted with Faith's hairless snatch while April placed herself between the blonde's legs so she could slip and slide their pussies together. Faith helped Steph to lift her head so she could better eat her out. Although the truth was that Faith was rubbing herself against Stephanie's face as much as Stephanie was actually licking her. Having Fun with Faith Ch. 04 But the roughness of it all actually turned her on more, which was enhanced by what happened when her own climax approached. Faith had just come and she was ready to follow her when both girls stopped and switched places. "Noooo," she whined as she felt the orgasm slipping away. Her head was lifted up again but she wasn't pushed into April's crotch, instead she addressed Stephanie. "Stephanie, Stephanie. Last night was about you, now it's about us. Just do what we want you to do, because we both know you want to do what we tell you to do." When those words hit her the first touch of Faith's pussy on her own was enough to set her off. Her cries were muffled by April's wet and puffy pussy. Stephanie felt herself get excited by the memory of how they had treated her, how they had used her. Not that they had neglected her, not at all. She might have actually cum more than they had. 'Faith's parents must be really sound sleepers because we weren't exactly quiet.' She had seen them in church today of course. She had been deftly afraid of them, of what they now knew about her. The fact that she knew they were a couple wasn't really a counterweight in Stephanie's mind. She had even for a moment considered telling her father about what had happened, to get his advice on the situation but she had quickly thought better of that. 'Oh, why couldn't I say no to them?' She turned on the faucet and put her hands under the water before bending down to splash some of it in her face in an attempt to get her mind back in order. As she bent down she heard the door opening behind her and the sound of two pairs of footsteps coming in. Steph straightened herself, still blinded by the water in her eyes, when she felt a girl crowding her on either side. One slung an arm around her waste while the other squeezed her butt. That last one made her eyes fly open in surprise and she was confronted with the grinning faces of Faith and April. It had of course been Faith that had squeezed and who was even now rubbing her tush. The realization that she was trapped between them only served to arouse her. "Hey Steph, looking good as ever," Faith greeted her and April nodded emphatically as well. 'Are they going to try something right here? Make me kneel and eat them out in one of the stalls or maybe they'll just hop on the counter.' The prospect wasn't filling her with fear but only added to the fire that had just been rekindled. "April's parents here won't be home until dinner. You're going to be there in one hour, wear something... nice," Faith told her. "Yes, ma'am," shot out of Stephanie's mouth. Faith smiled wider and turned her half-around to give her a thorough kiss even as April began sucking on her pulse point. 'Too bad I don't have anything really nice,' Stephanie thought. But she would be at April's in exactly one hour. 'After all, how could she say no when the fun was in saying yes?' THE END