4 comments/ 8328 views/ 3 favorites Faith, Hope and Charity By: Cromagnonman The Virtue sisters were the antithesis of what their father had hoped them to be. He had structured their upbringing around the names that he and his wife had given them. Faith, Hope and Charity Virtue, as young girls, were everything that a deeply religious father could ask for, moulded in the Reverend Matthew Virtue's vision of perfection. They each began Sunday School before they were old enough for proper school, and their religious education didn't stop there, they were encouraged to respect their elders, pray often, sing hymns along with their parents at home, and read the Bible before bed-time. This regimen of piety was to have a lasting effect on them as they grew into womanhood. They attended a church-based private school until matriculation and then on to university to study Religious History or Theology. The good Reverend's plans were for his daughters to ascend to a prominent role in the hierarchy of the church, or, the alternative would be to meet a suitably pious young man, and make a life for themselves as a Minister's wife. While at school they were encouraged to participate in all of the activities appropriate to their age, and when they were old enough, to assume, in turn, the leadership of the church Youth group. They received private tuition in Public Speaking and Deportment, as well as the more genteel of athletic endeavours. Due to Reverend Virtue's stated modest income, they were always conservatively dressed in last year's fashions, donated by parishioners from their daughter's no longer fashionable wardrobe. So what could possibly go wrong with this scenario? In a word. SEX. It was assumed by all three that they would each save themselves for their marriage bed, and their sexual education, delivered behind closed doors by their mother, emphasised the expectation that this would be the case. But all was not as it seemed, and this was revealed to Faith one afternoon when she arrived home unexpectedly. As was to be expected, the three Virtue sisters were subjected to the sexual advances of the male population of the university, to the point that bets were being taken as to which of them would be the first to succumb to the charms of one of the young men on campus. A side bet was on which of these young men would be the first to savour the virgin charms of one of them. The short priced favourite for the prize was Faith, and the side bet, Bradley Fulton, and with good reason. He was recognised to be the handsomest young man on campus, and in addition he was the son of the wealthiest of the university's alumni. Also in his favour was the fact that he was active within the university's Christian community, and for this reason, was thought to be a sure thing. The only spanner in the works, as far as the expected result of this, was that the Virtue sisters had made it known early on that they were saving themselves for the marriage bed, and that the only way that any young man would savour sexual success would be to marry one of them. Tempting as that may have been, no young man was prepared to make that commitment. It was the common position among them, that they all wished to try before taking that step. "Faith, will you at least allow me to kiss you?" "I suppose that there is no harm in it, but you may hold my shoulders only, if your hands should so much as move to any other part of my body I will scream so loud that the whole world will know of your disobedience to my rules." "I don't know why I even bother. Faith, I love you to distraction, but I'm not sure that you return my affections. For two people to really get to know if they love each other they must explore the physical side of their love. Chaste kissing just doesn't cut it." "I do love you, but my parents have laid down these rules by which my sisters and I must abide, and one of them is a big 'no' to physical intimacy. You will just have to believe me when I tell you that I truly love you. You are the handsomest and smartest boy that I know." "Don't forget that I am also the richest." "Money doesn't mean a thing to me." "But it does to me. I want to be able to provide for you in all ways, to give you the things that you don't have now, to make you really happy without having to worry about whether you can afford to buy a new dress." "I know you want that, but I am happy with just having a few nice clothes and things." "You are amazing, most girls would jump at the chance of becoming my special girl, but not you." "I want to be your special girl, but if it means that I have to let you pet me and make love to me, then I will have to decline that honour. If you love me you will understand that I cannot go against the wishes of my parents." "You are my special girl, I want everyone to know that, even though you don't want to let me do what other girls would." "I do want to, but I can't. I would love to be with you all of the time, I want to marry you and be with you all of the time, but I promised my parents that I would not make love to any boy until we are married." "But that doesn't mean that we can't kiss each other, and touch each other, does it?" "Yes it does. If I give you an inch you'll expect a mile. Brad, I know that if I let you touch me that way I will be tempted to let you go further, and how can I be expected to face my parents in the knowledge that I have betrayed their trust in me?" "I guess that I'll just have to live in hope then." "You leave Hope alone, and that goes for Charity as well. We are all off limits to wolves like you." "You didn't get it again, did you?" Jason asked Brad as they walked into the change rooms to change for football practise. "I got close. She admitted that she is tempted to let me fondle her. I'm wearing her down." "Yeah, and you'll eventually succeed not long after you sign the marriage register. We know that you're afraid of the C word and all that it stands for. Why don't you just give her up and fuck one of the cheerleaders like the rest of us do. Cindy's got the hots for you, you just have to say the word and she's yours, and she's a good fuck, let me tell you. Been there, done that." "So, I have to be satisfied with your left-overs, is that it?" "No, it's not like that at all. I did her once, but, while she was good, her heart wasn't in it and when I asked her what was wrong, she told me that she felt used by the team and the one person who hadn't done her was you. She really likes you and is upset that you haven't asked to fuck her. She has more to offer than that stuck-up Faith Virtue." "I know, but the thought of being the first to fuck our Minister's daughter will give me more street cred than being yet another jock to fuck Cindy, or any of the other cheerleaders." "So your eye is on the prize and you just have to have her." "Yeah, I have to have her, I have to be the one to pop her cherry." "Good luck with that." On the surface of it, the Reverend Virtue's church was just like any other church of that denomination. It presented a conservative front to the rest of the world. Its parishioners were conservatively dressed and drove conservative cars, the local Volvo dealer was a member and offered a good discount to church members. There were two services each Sunday, the morning service at 9:30 am and the evening at 7:00 pm. An active social gathering took place after each of these services and the so-called Inner Circle stayed on for longer. During the week, on Wednesday evenings, there was a meeting of the Men's Group, where a solid core of male members gathered for some social interaction. The conversations at these meetings did not touch on the latest offerings from Mercedes, BMW and Jaguar, far from it. It was a members only group and anyone wanting to join was subjected to a strict screening regime before acceptance. On Thursday afternoons there was a Women's Group meeting, where a solid core of women members gathered for social interaction. Appearances to the contrary, they did not exchange recipes and knitting patterns. This too was a members only group, and it also had a thorough screening process before acceptance. It was Wednesday night and there was an expectant buzz across the hall. This was a special meeting, and tonight the prize on offer was not one but three virgin girls, the Virtue sisters were for sale to the highest bidder. "Gentlemen," The auctioneer tapped his gavel on the lectern to get the attention of the men. "Tonight we have a special treat for you. Usually the girls on offer are professional ladies and, if I may say it, somewhat worn, not that there is anything wrong with that. Tonight we have something special for you, tonight the successful bidders will be given the opportunity to deflower one of three virgins." He held his hand towards the side of the stage and Faith, Hope and Charity Virtue walked hesitantly to centre stage. They were each dressed in diaphanous dresses and their nipples and trimmed pubic hair showed clearly through the material. The was a collective gasp of wonder and anticipation from the crowd of men. "Faith, Hope and Charity Virtue are untouched by man. They have been groomed for this night. The successful bidders will get to deflower the virgin for whom he was the highest bidder. He will get to be with her for as long as it pleases him." The Auctioneer raised his voice. "There will be no limit on the number of times that sexual congress will take place, it is at the discretion of the winning bidder!" Hope and Charity moved to one side and the auction began. "Would you not agree that this young lady is perfection herself?" He walked around Faith. "She has been meticulously prepared for this occasion, prepared to submit to the every whim of the successful bidder, a truly once in a lifetime experience awaits. What am I bid for this young lady? Who'll give me 500 to start?" A cry of 'Yo!' was heard from the back of the room. "Do I hear 6? 7? 8?" The amount rose briskly in $100 increments until the bidding for Faith's virginity had just topped the $2000 mark. A voice rang out from the doorway. "Stop!" Having convinced the doorman that he had an urgent message for his father, Brad had gained entry into the hall. "This auction is a fraud! Before you men consider how much you are willing to pay for the virginity of these girls, I have to warn you that they are not virgins." "What! I don't believe this. These girls are pure and untouched by man." The Reverend Virtue was shocked by this intrusion and the revelation that it brought. "Not so!" Brad had reached the stage and stood beside Faith, his arm around her waist and her adoring gaze on his face. "Faith gave her virginity willingly to me a month ago, and believe me, if I hadn't already experienced the pleasures of her body, I would be topping the bidding, she would have been worth every dollar. But we are in love, and she gave herself to me, willingly. As for Hope and Charity, as soon as they knew what was going to happen here tonight they went out and sought suitably obliging boyfriends." "This can't be true! Girl, tell me that it isn't true!" He bellowed angrily at Faith. "I cannot lie to you Father... " Faith left the rest of her answer unspoken, for good reason. There was a commotion at the door and a squad of policemen stormed into the hall. "What's the meaning of this intrusion? This is a private function." "This might be a private function, but this sale is nothing more or less than prostitution. We've known for some time that these so-called 'men's meetings' were nothing more than prostitution, but, because in the past the girls were professionals who were being paid quite well for their services, we couldn't get enough evidence to prosecute. But when we heard of this event, we knew that we would be able to lay charges. The girls have agreed to give evidence against you." He looked at Reverend Virtue. "I must say that this is the most blatant brand of religious hypocrisy that I have ever come across. You preach the sanctity of the marriage vows and virginity, but yet you were prepared to sell your daughters' virginity to the highest bidder. How do you think that they feel about that?" "We have not broken any laws." Mayor Benson said. "You have not heard the end of this. I want to see you in my office first thing in the morning, and I suggest that you start looking for a new job." "I will see you in the morning." The officer in charge, Sergeant Thomas said, looking squarely into the Mayor's face, "Whether it's in your office, or in the interview room, will depend on whether you can make bail. You are being charged with being an accessory to the crime of procuring of these girls to commit an act of prostitution against their will. A good lawyer might come in handy." He turned and looked at the men who had been prevented from leaving the hall. "All of you will be interviewed here and allowed to go home, only because there's not enough room in the cells, but you will all appear in court tomorrow. Make no mistake, charges will be laid." A woman police officer, Sergeant Beth Caulder, had taken the girls into a back room and watched as they changed into their normal clothes. "How is it that you are here in this situation?' "It's a long story." Faith said, looking at her sisters. "For years we have lived under our Father's teachings on sex and chastity, and the marriage vows. 'The Bible tells us that girls should save themselves for their marriage bed, and that to have sex before marriage is a mortal sin.' We have all been tempted on numerous occasions and, because we have been taught to respect our father, we have not given in to that temptation. Now we find that this church is anything but a virtuous organisation, sex is everywhere." "How do you mean?" "This men's' group meets on a weekly basis, and there are always girls here, girls willing to have sex for a price with the men in rooms set up for that purpose. We were told, just before we had to go on the stage, what was in store for us and shown the rooms. I don't know what a brothel actually looks like, but I imagine it will be something like those rooms. I wanted to make a run for it and take Hope and Charity with me, but there was always someone there with us, Father mainly. We had never even allowed him to see us naked since we were little girls, and now there he was, staring at us, and he had an erection, I could see the bulge in his trousers. This was sick, but I felt powerless to prevent what was to come, not only for myself, but for my sisters. What makes it worse, as I was to discover, the women's' group meet for a similar purpose, and they have male prostitutes come to their meetings. And, on top of all that, there is a circle where partner swapping takes place on a regular basis. Not to mention the regular visits Brad's father makes to our home and the 'pastoral visits' Father makes to his." "We took it on ourselves to find out as much as we could about what was happening in this church." Brad added. "The committee, it turns out, would entice couples into the inner circle, and once there, they would use blackmail to keep them there. We have a list of those we know of who are involved, and it makes interesting reading. The Mayor is a strategic inclusion on that list. He doesn't get a lot of action, what with his looks and personality, but his current trophy wife certainly does." "There is a reasonably large congregation, you don't mean to tell me that all of them are involved, do you?" "No. New members are investigated closely to see if they are desirable enough to investigate further, and then if they are willing enough to be included. Not everyone passes the test. The initiation process is interesting. Their first excursion into the sexual life of the church is with the Reverend Matthew Virtue and his lovely wife, just to make them feel special." "Faith, is it true that you are no longer a virgin?" Sergeant Caulder, asked. "No. My virginity is still intact." "But you told your father that you had lost your virginity." "No, what I told my father was that I couldn't lie to him, I didn't actually answer his question. I am still a virgin." Her hand reached for Brad's "But I may not be one for much longer." Her pressure on his hand told of her decision, and his response confirmed that he was willing to oblige. "So what will happen now?" "We will have to wait on the outcome of any trial before deciding on our long term future." Brad said. "But Faith and I plan to find our own place and live together. Whether we get married is something that we will think about in the future. But for now, we just want to get as far away from our parents as possible." "Charity and I," Hope began, "Will be looking for our own place, somewhere where we can support each other through this and get on with our lives. We are anticipating that this mess will result in us getting some unwanted attention from boys wanting to make love to us. This will not happen by the way, we too are still virgins and plan to remain that way until we are ready to take that next step. We will need to support each other as well as be able to call on the support of Faith and Brad. To say that we have been devastated by what has happened would be an understatement. We have always looked up to our parents, we have always believed them to be perfect in every way, and to have found out what they have been doing, what their church has been doing, has caused us to rethink our values. We know what we should be doing, and it's what we've been taught, it isn't anything like what has been going on in the church." "When did you realise what was going on, what was going to happen?" "About a week ago." Brad said. "I had overheard my father calling one of his friends to tell him about the auction." "You just can't miss the next men's night," Brad's father was saying. "It will be awesome! This is something that Reverend Virtue and the church committee have been working towards for the past five years. Charity Virtue has just turned 18 and it's time that the three girls lost their virginity. We have decided that it should all take place on the one night. Just imagine, and auction for the honour of deflowering a virgin, something that few of us have ever experienced. But to have three virgins available will make it an even bigger night. We even plan to video it for later use. Are you in?" "Yes, count me in." "One thing. It will be a cash only auction, no personal cheques, no credit cards, no marked envelops, nothing that can be used to trace the transaction. Another thing, you are to tell no-one, we want to keep this amongst our men's group, there will be guards on the door and no outsiders will be allowed in. I'll see you there, and bring your money with you." "He made several other similar calls and every one of the men that he spoke to was going to be there." Brad looked at Faith. "I knew that I had to do something, say something to Faith, for some time she had been telling me that she had to obey her parents when they insisted that she remain pure until she married, and here they were, planning to have her lose her virginity to the highest bidder. I have often wondered about that church, it seemed to have a very strong influence over some powerful people in this town. What was it that they held over these people? It would seem that the control was all about sex." "I had come to the same conclusion." Faith said. "A month ago I came home early with a lot on my mind. I had just had to tell Brad, yet again, that I couldn't allow him to do anything more than kiss me, because, and this seems so farcical now, my parents wanted me to remain pure until I was married. They have, in public and in private, stressed the importance to us girls of not allowing any boy to touch us intimately until we were married, and that the marriage vows were sacrosanct and should never be broken. When I got home Mother wasn't anywhere to be seen. And then I heard her cry out from her bedroom. Fearing something bad was happening I rushed down to her room, only to find her in bed with Brad's father. I left as quietly as possible and went to my room. I prayed for guidance and read the Bible for a couple of hours, during which I heard him leave and mother return to her room, I assumed to straighten the bedclothes up, before going to the kitchen to prepare dinner." She sat there for a few moments before continuing. "You couldn't believe how hard it was for me to try and act as if nothing had happened, as if I hadn't seen my mother in bed with Brad's father. I couldn't look her in the eye. I had even tried to find an excuse for not going to church." Faith, Hope and Charity "We wondered why you seemed to spend most of your time at home in your room." Hope said. 'We thought that you were upset about having to fight Brad off again." This brought a sharp look from Faith. "We've known for years how you have felt about him." This brought a sharp look from Brad. "From what we know now, I think that the two of you should do something about it." This brought sharp looks from both. "I said nothing to anyone," Faith resumed her story, "after all who would have believed me, until that was, Brad told me about the phone calls." "I had to warn Faith and the others of what was in store for them. As soon as I mentioned it to her, she told me about what she had seen going on between my father and her mother. I was shocked, but in hindsight it confirmed what I had been thinking. I, we, had to do something to prevent this travesty taking place." Brad said. "We talked it over." Faith said, looking at him. "How was my father going to arrange for us to be at the men's group? What possible reason would he give for us being there? In the end it all seemed to be so innocent. They were having a formal dinner and they needed us to act as waitresses. 'All that you will have to do is to serve the meals and drinks, that's it.' He told us. 'You will have uniforms to wear'. What he neglected to tell us that the uniforms that we were to wear would leave little to the imagination, fishnet stockings and a skirt so short that it was barely decent, and a blouse that hid little. We felt so cheap and dirty, and the men had obviously been encouraged to touch us whenever possible. 'It's to test the strength of your commitment to retaining your virginity.' He told us. "If you can get through the night without giving in to temptation, I'll know that I have taught you well. What a hypocrite! And then, after the meal was finished, we were told to change into those see-through dresses and go onto the stage. Even though we were prepared for what was to come, it still came as a shock to see these men, men that we had looked up to as pillars of the community, positively drooling over the prospect of outbidding the others for the privilege of taking from us the one thing that we had been told, for forever, that we should never give away until we were safely married, our virginity. I was first and the bidding was intense, it had reached $2000 in literally seconds. That was when my Brad came in to save the day." She turned her face to him and they kissed. "What are we going to do now?" Faith asked. "What do you mean?" The policewoman asked. "Well, we can't really go home, to either of our homes, and we don't have anywhere to go." "We could check into a hotel, separate rooms of course." Brad said. Two rooms were booked, Hope and Charity in one and Faith and Brad in the other. There had been a lot of rationalisation on the way over in the police car. "You and Brad are going to sleep together, aren't you?" Charity asked. "No, we are not, why would you even think that?" Faith replied. "Get real girl, you're going to let him do it sooner or later, I saw the way that you two were looking at each other, it's obvious that you're planning to do it, so why not take this opportunity, Mother and Father won't know about it, and even if they did, what could they possibly do about it?" Faith and Brad exchanged looks. They chose to share the one room, even though they told the receptionist that Brad would be in one room while the three girls would share a room. For the first time in her twenty-two years, Faith felt the intimate touch of a man. She clung to Brad, her arms around his neck and her head on his shoulder as he gently caressed her shoulders and back and his hand cupped her arse as he pulled her body into his. She could feel his cock growing between them and a moistness spreading into the crotch of her panties. She tilted her head back and they kissed, a long and passionate kiss. "I want you so much it hurts, but my conscience is telling me that it is wrong. I don't know what to do." She whispered between kisses. "I know." He drew his face back from hers. "I want you so very much, but I know what you are going through. I'm not going to force you to do anything that you don't want to, and I'm not going to get upset if you decide that you can't do it tonight. Let's just get into bed and try to get some sleep, tomorrow could be a disaster." They stripped to their underwear and got into bed. "Thank you my love." Faith whispered, "I promise that as soon as my conscience has decided that it's not going to bother me if I make love to you, I will." She kissed him. "Good-night." She turned her back on him. Brad put an arm around her and drew her back to him. "Goodnight Darling." "I like it when you call me that." She whispered sleepily. Faith was almost asleep when she felt Brad's cock pushing through the opening in his shorts and inching its way between her legs. She didn't mean to do it, but her hips began to move back and forth slowly, sliding along his shaft. "Stop that, unless you mean it." Brad said. "I think I mean it." She pushed herself as hard as she could into him and her hand reached between her legs and held him. Brad's hand reached around her body and slid down the front of the panties, his finger rubbing her clit. "Oh my God, please don't stop." He didn't stop, not for a long time, and when he did, it was to slide her panties down, followed by his shorts. The sensation of his naked cock against the entrance to her pussy brought a gasp from her. "I don't care what I've been taught." She turned in his arms and kissed him. "Please be gentle, please." "Hope." "Yes, what is it?" "Have you ever touched yourself, you know, down there?" "Y-yes." "Did it feel good?" "Yes, where is this going?" "I think it feels good too. How often do you do it?" "I don't know, when I feel like it, sometimes I mightn't do it for weeks." "I thought that I was strange, different, bad somehow when I did it, but now I don't." "At least the world hasn't fallen down on us like we were taught." "I think a lot of what we've been taught is so wrong. I can't understand how they can teach us all of that stuff and then behave the way that they have been. Somehow anything that I do or think doesn't seem to be so very bad." "Have you ever wondered what it would be like to have someone else touch you?" "Yes, sometimes I think of what it would be like to let a boy touch me, and kiss me, and you know, make love to me." "What about another girl, have you ever wondered what that would be like?" "Yes." "Would you let me touch you?" "I wonder what Faith and Brad are doing, do you think that they are doing it?" "Don't try and change the subject, and yes, I think they are, but you didn't answer my question." "I need time to think about it. Now get some sleep." "Can I sleep with you? Please say yes, my head is spinning so much that I need you to hold me and tell me that this is all a stupid dream and that everything will be back to normal in the ,morning." "Oh alright, but no funny business, and definitely no touching." "Was I as good as Cindy?" Faith asked when Brad had eventually pulled out and emptied himself on her stomach. "How should I know, I've never made love to her." "But I thought that all of the football team had done her. She claims that they have." "Well I haven't. I've never found the prospect of doing someone that everyone else has done to be at all attractive. I will only ever make love to a girl that I have strong feelings for, that I love." "Do you, love me that is?" "Yes, I've loved you for ages but this is the first time that I have been able to show you just how much I love you." "No, that's wrong. You've shown me how much by not pressuring me, too much, to let you make love to me, and by not doing Cindy. What we've just done is a confirmation of the love that you felt for me, and I couldn't be happier." She kissed him. "Do you think that it will hurt as much this time?" Her hand had found his cock and was stroking it into life. "No. Are you telling me that you want me to make love to you again?" "Mind like a steel trap. Of course I am." She straddled him and fed his cock into her pussy. "I told you no touching." Hope told her younger sister. "But I've changed my mind." Charity's finger was deep inside her, caressing her moist pussy. "Will you touch me." Charity said. "How does this feel?" Hope pushed her finger deep into her sister. "Wonderful." Charity sighed. "This will be tonight only, is that understood?" "If you say so." Faith and Brad emerged bleary eyed from their bedroom to find Hope and Charity seated at the table sipping breakfast coffee. "We wondered when you two would surface." Hope said. "We thought that we'd let ourselves in and have breakfast with you and discuss what we'll do next. I take it that you two did more than sleep." "You could say that." Faith said, casting a loving look at Brad. "It's funny that we didn't hear the wrath of God descending on you during the night, does this mean that what Father has been telling us is a lie?" "Making love is the closest thing to Heaven that I've ever experienced." "So, what happens now?" "We are going to have breakfast and then we should go home and face the music." "I wonder if our fathers are still locked up?" "We'll find out soon enough." Breakfast started out a sombre affair as each of them came to terms with the enormity of what had happened, and almost happened, to them the night before. "How could the church committee have done that to us?" Charity asked through a mouthful of toast. "I have a suspicion that what we now know about the church is just the tip of a very dirty iceberg. This sort of thing just doesn't happen overnight." Faith said. "I wonder how much Mother knew of this." "Okay, enough. Faith, you are going to tell us exactly what happened to the two of you last night, and don't try and tell us that nothing happened. We happen to know that Brad didn't sleep in his own bed, and we also know that you were both naked." She caught the puzzled expression on Faith's face. "Your underwear was scattered over the floor." "What happened last night just happened. We were both prepared to sleep together without even thinking about making love. That was the intention, but you know that saying; 'the way to hell is paved with good intentions'? It's wrong, we didn't go to hell, in fact it was the opposite, once we made the decision that we were going to do it, we pushed our consciences to one side and enjoyed the experience. My only regret is that I wasn't on birth control and Brad didn't have a condom on him, so we didn't get to enjoy the ultimate sexual experience of him coming inside me. I'm going on the pill as soon as possible." There was a knock on the door and Faith opened it to find Sergeant Caulder. "I'm on my way to talk to your mother, I thought that I'd pick you guys up and take you home." They had no gear to pack so they left. "By the way, your fathers are still in the cells, there's a hearing this morning and their lawyers have already told us that they will be fighting the charges, and that they will apply for bail, so expect them home later this morning, that's why I'm going to speak to your mother before that happens. Let's go." She led them from the room telling them that the bill had been paid by the police. They were met at the front door by Madeline Virtue. "Where have you been? I've been worried sick all night, not knowing where you were. Your father is in gaol, I don't know why, and no-one could tell me why that is or where you were. Thank God you're safe, but why is she with you?" She looked towards Sergeant Caulder. "Mother! Stop this pseudo caring act, you knew exactly where we were last night, and why." Faith's voice cut through the mood like a knife through butter. "How we ended up with the police is a long story, and one that you're going to hear told over and over again for a long time to come. How could you and the church do something like this to us after all that you've taught us, how?" "Mrs Virtue, your husband has been charged with operating a brothel, and living off the proceeds of prostitution." "I don't understand." Her attempt at sounding innocent and confused fell on deaf ears, ten deaf ears. "We need to ask you some questions so I'd appreciate it if you'd come down to the station with me." "I think I might need a lawyer." "That would be a good idea." "Faith," It was as if she had only just realised Brad was with the girls, and that Faith was standing very close to him. "Did you and Brad, did you make love?" "Yes, and it was a wonderful experience for both of us. The only down-side was that we couldn't finish with him inside me, I'm not on birth control, something that I intend to remedy as soon as possible." "Don't bother." "What, why?" "Because you, and your sisters, are already on birth control." "What?" All three asked. "As soon as I heard what your father had planned for you I insisted that you should be on birth control, just in case there is an accident, you know, a broken condom or something like that. I've been slipping you the pill for the past three months." "Does that mean that Brad didn't have to pull out and make a mess on my stomach?" Her mother looked at her and nodded. "Brad, Darling... " "I'm one step ahead of you." He grabbed her hand and they dashed for her bedroom. "We won't see them for a while." Hope said. "How could you?" "How could I what?" "How could you let our father and his cronies do that to us. You said that you knew about it three months ago, and the best that you could do was to slip us birth control pills. Did you ever stop to think that we might not want to get fucked by some horny old bastard, that we might have obeyed your teachings and saved ourselves for our future husband, a man that we actually loved. We are no lumps of meat that can be tossed from one man to the other just so that your church could control its members and make shit loads of money. And Mother, if you don't like the language that I'm using you can go fuck yourself. I, and I'm speaking for Faith and Charity here, I have lost all respect for you, and the only way that you can hope to regain that respect is to do something decent with your life and give evidence against these men." "Mrs Virtue, are you coming with me, or do I have to call a patrol to pick you up?" "I'm coming." "So what are we going to do with ourselves?" Hope asked after they'd left. "I not wrapped in the idea of sitting here listening to Faith having a good time, I know a boy who just might be interested in making me a non-virgin. I suggest that you should think along the same lines." "It just so happens that I have a choice of willing partners." "So what are we waiting for?" Without them noticing or caring, Faith and Brad found themselves alone in the house. Some time later Faith strolled from the bathroom, dressed only in a robe, through the house only to find it empty. Tossing the robe aside she walked back to her room and Brad. "Come." He clambered out of bed. "This is something that I've always wanted to do." "What is that?" "Walk around the house with nothing on, it feels great, so free, so natural." They walked to the kitchen where she put on the kettle to make coffee. "He's quite handsome you know." She said, nodding in the general direction of his cock. "I could get to like him, a lot." "And I could get to love this." Brad said as he stood behind her with his arms around her and his fingers finding their way into her no longer virgin pussy. "Careful, you wouldn't want me to spill boiling water over myself, would you?" "I wonder what time our fathers will get out of gaol?" Brad asked around a mouthful of cake. "Soon I'd imagine, unless something else crops up." Something else did crop up. Word had spread about the arrests, prompting one of the professional ladies to contact the police. "We were quite happy with the arrangement that we had with the church, but to do that to three innocent young women, and the Minister's daughters into the bargain, that is totally sick. If you want, I can tell you how their operation works." "We want, we know that this exclusive men's' group of theirs has been using you girls for years, but none of you have been willing to press charges, until now that is. Why the change of heart?" ""Because of what they had planned to do with those girls. If you believed that it would stop at the auction of their virginities you've got another think coming. They were being groomed to take over from us working girls, and I bet that they would not have been paid anywhere near as much as we could earn." "We don't know about that, but it's worth looking in to. Now, how does all of this work?" "When we work the meetings it is a blind auction." "Blind auction? What is that?" "They have collection envelops, just like the ones that they use for their Sunday services, and each man places his bid, in cash, into an envelop. On the face of this he marks the number that corresponds with the girl that he fancies. There is a reserve price that they broadcast, and this corresponds with what we get paid per trick, so that anything above that goes into the church funds. There are only three of us on any one night, and a couple of dozen men, all of whom want to fuck one of us, so you can imagine that the bidding would be spirited, and the price correspondingly high. The church has been doing very nicely out of this for some time. The order of service depends on the amount bid. The highest bidder gets the first go, the second the second, and so on. The girls get to decide when to stop, the longer they go the more money that they can potentially make. The most that I've done on one night was six, and the money that I made was more than I could have made working in a normal brothel in one night turning tricks every half hour. You can see why we liked this gig, it was easy money." "In the beginning, who organised this?" "I've been told, but I have no proof, that it was originally the Mayor's idea. He reasoned that the police would never suspect a church of running a brothel, and could keep his ear to the ground for any potential investigations into the operation. He chose this particular church because, and he became a member to check it out, it had a congregation made up of most of the richest, and most powerful men in town. His reasoning was that if he could get the minister and his committee onside, he and the church could make quite a lot of money. He gets part of the proceeds even now." "How could they be sure that no-one would blow the whistle?" "By blackmail. Photos of men in compromising situations and the threat of going public with them works very well. How do you think that they have managed to stop the Mayor from asking for a bigger cut? There are some interesting photos of him in women's underwear, black bra and a sequined thong, given his size it's not a good look, and I've seen it. One of the reasons that he decided to set this up was that he thought that it would give him a regular supply of pussy, his wife had him on starvation rations. She has set up a woman's group along similar lines and is doing very nicely, sexually, out of it. Can you imagine the rich and powerful ladies of this town slobbering over hung male prostitutes, sucking cock and getting fucked, with the rest of the group cheering them on. The boys have a ball, and make a lot of money, you'd be surprised how many high denomination notes can fit into a thong." "That's some operation, the church must be loaded." "It is. I heard a rumour that they plan to expand the operations into other towns. There is another side to this story. The committee have regular 'pastoral retreats'. They book a resort for a weekend and they all trot off to discuss pastoral issues. Bullshit! Car keys in a hat and they pair off accordingly for a weekend of wife swapping debauchery. Just thinking about it reminds me of that traditional Scottish song, the Ball of Kerriemuir, the bit that goes 'There was fucking in the stables, and fucking in the ricks, and you couldn't hear the music for the swishing of the pricks.'. I understand that several couples have expanded their liaisons beyond these retreats, the Virtues and the Fultons for one. Grace Fulton requires quite a lot of pastoral attention, and Madeline Virtue isn't missing out either." Faith, Hope and Charity "This is one sick crowd of people, I hope that we can nail them this time." "I hope that you can too. While it was an easy gig for us girls, what they were preparing to do to the good Rev's daughters is disgusting, totally disgusting." It was early evening, and Faith was in the process of preparing dinner for Brad and herself, when the front door opened and Hope and Charity strode in with self-satisfied looks on their faces. "Where have you two been?" Faith asked. "If you must know, getting well and truly laid." "Don't tell me that you went out and fucked the first man you met?" "Give us credit for a little common sense." Hope said. "I made love to a boy that I like a lot and who likes me. I didn't just go up to him and ask him to fuck me, I had a long talk with him in which we discussed how we felt about each other and our plans for the future. He is not only smart, but he was actually reluctant to take the next step in our relationship until I had convinced him that it was what I really wanted." "I made love to my second choice. My first choice turned out to be something of a disappointment, it was all about him. Even before we had kissed properly he wanted me to go down on him and suck his cock, no working up to it, no asking me if I wanted to do it, just suck my cock. I left him there with it hanging out of his jocks like a deflated windsock. The next one was more interested in me and what I wanted. He was gentle and passionate and did it slowly and gave me time to reach my climax before he came himself. It was quite lovely, after the initial pain. He told me that now that we'd got that out of the way, we would make love when we wanted to, not have to do it every time that we were alone together." "I'm making dinner for us, if you want it, or else we can order out." "Ordering out sounds good, what'll it be, Pizza?" "Sounds good, can you find a Pizza place that can deliver two family sized pizzas, you choose, some garlic bread and soft drinks." The door opened again and Madeline Virtue walked slowly into the kitchen. "Where's Father, isn't he with you?" "No. He's been remanded in custody. It seems as if there are a lot more charges pending, including fraud, blackmail and money laundering. It seems as if some of the committee were using the church finances to launder money from drugs and prostitution. One of the regular girls has spoken to the police and has outlined the whole operation. I think that the church might well be finished. Even the mayor has been asked to resign in disgrace. And his lovely wife has been charged with prostitution, it seemed as if she wasn't satisfied with wife-swapping, she was charging the husbands that she was screwing." "This is a mess." Faith said. "All of these years we have lived in strict obedience to Father and his rules, and what do we find, he has broken his own rules. He has given no thought to the trauma that what he had planned would have caused to us girls. The next time that you speak to him you can tell him that our virginity is no longer for sale, we have, each of us, made sure of that." "Oh no, please don't tell me that you have all gone out and thrown your virginity away." "No, we are not in danger of becoming known as the 'easy Virtue' sisters. But we have given ourselves to young men that we love and, I'm speaking for myself here, who we intend to marry, as soon as possible. And, let me tell you that it will not be a church wedding either. What Father had planned for us has turned us off church, totally." "I understand your reaction to this, but would you please think about it for some time before making your decision. The acts of some church people does not equate to acts of all. There are some good people associated with the church. Maybe you'd have a hard time finding one in this church, but there are others not so corrupt." "How many churches would welcome us into their fold after this? Understanding and forgiveness aren't strong points in churches like ours." "Not all churches are like ours." Madeline muttered softly, the shame of what had almost happened was sinking in. The door bell rang. "Saved by the bell, that'll be the pizzas." Hope went off to collect the pizzas and pay the delivery driver. She returned empty handed followed by Sergeant Caulder and Officer Saunders. "Do you want the bad news or the worse news?" "What has happened?" Faith asked. "We have been ordered to drop all charges against the men involved." "How, why?" "A combination of a smart lawyer and friends in high places, very high places. Our Mayor is a very competent lawyer, and when he set this whole thing up he did it in such a way that the police would never be able to get enough evidence to prosecute. There are no records of payments to prostitutes in the church financial records and all profits from the men's group meetings, because the bids were sealed in donation envelops, are listed merely as 'donations'. The envelops were retained for the record and the amounts on them are obviously the bid less the prostitute's fee, no record of payments for sex exist." "But what about the auction for our virginity?" "Here we have a legal problem. Because Brad stopped it before the final bid, the auction was never completed. You weren't to know that in your hurry to stop the sale proceeding you would actually give them a legal loop-hole that they could use to wriggle out of the charges. As we speak, there is a committee meeting happening where they will probably be hatching a plot to sue us for wrongful arrest." "I'm sorry I stuffed up guys." Brad was shattered at the news. "Don't be Darling. You have opened our eyes and given us the strength to defy our father. I for one, do not intend to be here when he eventually gets home. As soon as the pizza arrives we should eat it and then leave." Faith told them. "Where will we go?" Hope asked. "Back to the hotel I suppose, at least for tonight, and tomorrow we start to look for somewhere to live. What are you planning to do Mother? Are you coming with us, or staying here?" "I'm coming with you." The pizza arrived and was consumed in quick time, with the help of the police. As soon as the cab arrived they left, Madeline, Hope and Charity in the cab and Faith and Brad in the police car. A quick stop for more pizza on the way and they all sat around, some on the floor, eating and planning. "You realise of course, that we can't disobey orders, but we can slip you information that my help you to do something about this." "Thank you for that, but I'm thinking that our best plan at the moment is to sit tight and not do anything. The court of public opinion will probably do our work for us." Faith said. "You could be right. Well, thanks for the pizza, and take care, these guys can play dirty when it suits them." Sergeant Caulder and her off-sider left them. "I know that you think that I'm a bad mother and should have done something when I found out what they had planned, but, in my defence, your father would not have allowed any interference." "It's not only Father involved, Brad's father was there as well, and I know that you have a certain amount of influence with him." "What do you mean?" "I came home early one afternoon and found the two of you in bed going for it like there was no tomorrow." "Oh." "Yes, oh. How long have you and him been having this affair?" "Oh dear. Oh well I might as well hit you with some other bad news. Your father announced a couple of weeks ago that he planned on filing for divorce so that he could marry Grace Fulton. She is going to file for divorce as well." "And you will marry my father when that happens, is that it?" Brad asked. "Yes, that is the plan. But of course, the divorce laws here require couples in non-contested divorces have to wait for 12 months after separation before they can file." "That's a relief, I seem to remember that there is some law preventing step-siblings from marrying, so we'll need to be married before then." Brad said. "What a shambles, here we have a church where the members are indulging in musical beds and other forms of depravity, and they're supposed to be setting an example for us kids. Some example for us to follow! I don't think so. Straight down the middle, that's our plan. We'll get married and stay in a monogamous relationship for the rest of our lives, have a couple of kids and enjoy each other's company without looking outside the relationship." "How boring." Charity commented. "Charity! While I applaud your intentions," she said to Faith and Brad, "that was my plan when I first met your father, but things happen and times change, people change. When I first married your father there was no way that I even considered the possibility of anything like this happening." "Hey look at this." Hope had turned the TV on and there was a news broadcast showing. "Reverend Virtue, can you tell us what happened at your church last evening, was there, as the police allege, really an auction taking place in which your own daughters' virginities were being sold to the highest bidder?" The news reporter was questioning the truth or otherwise of the rumours that had been flying around all day. "We were having our regular Wednesday meeting of the church's Men's Group and the police barged in, any more than that I cannot discuss, there will be legal proceedings involved." "Mayor Benson, you were there, can you add to what Reverend Virtue has said?" "You should know better than to ask a question like that, especially after Reverend Virtue has just told you that there will be legal proceedings in regard to this." "What is the nature of these proceedings?" "I cannot say anything about it at this point in time. You should know that this church and its Men's Group have done nothing wrong. It is a worthy organisation that raises a considerable amount of money for both church and charity. It carries out its role as a Christian church with pride and with a reputation that can, in no way, be tarnished by rumour and innuendo. That will be all." "There you have it. There were rumours, circulating since last night, about the goings on behind closed doors at this church. You have heard the Reverend Virtue and Mayor Benson both stating that there is no truth to these rumours. Time, and the courts will tell. Back to you." "There must be something that we can do about this. We can't have them get away with this." Brad said, "For them to auction off something that it teaches is written in stone by God, the virginity of you girls, is bad enough, but to now deny that they have done anything wrong is so hypocritical in the extreme. I blame myself for this, if I hadn't intervened too soon, they would have been caught in the act and have had no wriggle room." "Maybe there is a way." Madeline said. "I'll be back, got to rush before it's too late." She had left before telling them what she had planned. "I've been thinking," Hope looked at Faith for guidance now. "Charity and I have involved others in this mess. I think it only right that we should get them here so that we can bring them up to speed on what is happening, When I asked Julian to make love to me I didn't explain fully my change of heart. Having done that I'm sure that he will be confused and the subject of scrutiny by our friends, and possibly the media. They'll be trolling our friends looking for dirt regardless of context." "Okay, call them and get them over here. If nothing else it will keep them away from the media for a while at least." The two younger Virtue girls were soon speaking too their boyfriends. "I don't care what you've heard, you should hear the truth, I want you to know the truth, you can make up your own mind whether you want to stay friends, or more that friends," Hope said in a tone that left no doubt as to her meaning, "I want us to be more than just friends, and that is why I gave in and made love to you. I would not have done that for anyone else." Charity was having a similar conversation with a boy named Stewart. Directions were given and both were cautioned that they should tell no-one where they were going and why. Time dragged and conversation was sparse, stilted at best, each deep in thought. Ideas were thrown into the ring and discussed briefly without resolution until there was a knock on the door. "Who is it?" Faith asked. "Stewart, I'm here to meet Charity. The door was opened and a bewildered Stewart walked into the room and the gaze of its occupants. "What is going on? Charity was mysterious over the phone. Why am I here?" "Don't worry, it's alright. We'll explain everything shortly when Julian gets here." "Who's Julian?" "My boyfriend." On Cue there was another knock on the door and Hope opened it and went into the surprised but willing arms of Julian. "Okay, what's the big mystery, and who did you think would be following me?" "Sit with me and all will be explained. Faith it's over to you." "Unless you've both just crawled out from under a rock, you will have heard about the dramas involving the Men's Group of a certain church, our father's church. There are a lot of very influential men involved, maybe even your own fathers, I don't know. The main rumour revolves around last Wednesday night and the plan that this group had to auction off the virginity of us three girls. We knew nothing of these plans until we got to the meeting, We had been told, and saw no reason to doubt it, that we were there merely as waitresses for a dinner. The reality was far from innocent. I knew the real reason, as did Brad because he had overheard his father organising it, and we had a plan to stop it. Fortunately for us, but unfortunately for the police waiting outside, our timing was a little off and it appears as if they might be able to escape prosecution. There will be a lot of mud slinging and we're worried that you two, seeing as how you've become involved with this after the fact, will get hurt by it." "Hope sort of hinted that there was another reason that she had changed her mind and allowed me to make love to her, something that I've wanted to do for ages, than her just relenting, but she wouldn't tell me what it was. Not that it would have mattered, I got what I wanted and would have walked on hot coals to get that." Julian took Hope's hand in his and kissed her. "So what happens now?" Stewart asked. "We have to plan how we deal with any media or personal attention that this will bring on us. As far as the media goes, you know nothing and will refuse to answer any questions on that basis. As far as personal attention, you can either choose to deny any involvement with us, or bask in the reflected glory of having nailed a Virtue sister. It's entirely up to you." Faith looked from one to the other, trying to gauge the response. "You didn't tell me that your name was Virtue." Stewart said to Charity. "I was just after a bit of casual sex and when you offered it I took it, as any red-blooded male would." He smiled at her and kissed her. The tension of the meeting was broken. Suddenly all were friends and ideas, some preposterous and a few worthy of a second look, were being thrown around. The mood was broken by a knock on the door. Faith opened it to reveal Madeline, Grace Fulton and Sergeant Caulder. "We've got the bastards!" Madeline was holding a computer memory card in her hand. "The bastards video all of their meetings, including the screwing with the prostitutes, for future use, not only the voyeuristic pleasures of seeing a members arse bouncing up and down, but for future blackmail use to keep members from doing something stupid like going to the police." "Mayor Benson's introduction to the auction will be enough to nail him." Sergeant Caulder told them. "By the way, who are these two. Introductions please." "Julian and Stewart are Hope and Charity's friends, and we've just brought them up to speed on what has..." She was interrupted by Madeline's mobile phone. "Matthew, hi." She put her phone on speaker. "Where are you?" "I'm with the police, and so is Grace, they are looking to charge us over the Women's Group meetings, it seems as if the fact that the young men receiving payment for their having services in providing sexual intercourse with the ladies, constitutes us aiding and abetting acts of prostitution." "What, that's bullshit! They can't do that. I'll have to speak to Benson about this. Don't say anything to the police until he gets there." "You do that, and thank you." She turned to Sergeant Caulder. "Now I suppose we should arrange a reception committee." "No sooner said than done." She was on the phone to her colleagues, arranging for the necessary equipment to be set up for the interviews when Virtue and Benson arrived at the station. "Let's go. You guys stay here out of sight until we stitch this up and then you can join us at the media conference as having helped us in our efforts to catch these guys." It turned out to be a huge and rowdy conference. Sections of the media had obviously been fed questions to ask that would cast doubt on the police story. The police line was that Faith, Hope and Charity Virtue had been saved from doing something against their will, something illegal, and that their boyfriends were there to support their innocence and the effect that they were in no way involved in any of the actions of the church and its members. "Mrs Virtue, what was you involvement in the activities of the church?" 'I'm ashamed to admit that I was caught up in a part, small part, of the activities. While I set up the Women's Group, my involvement was limited to an administrative role. The women had their own committee that ran its meetings. I did, however, and I'm somewhat, but not totally, ashamed to admit my involvement in one part of the church's activities. You see, how can I put this, there was a certain amount of social interaction between couples within the Inner Circle. As a result of this, my husband has announced his intention of separating and filing for divorce so that he can marry Grace Fulton here,: She indicated Grace. "I have to admit to seeking solace in the arms of another, Grace's husband as it turns out." By giving the media this morsel to chew, on Madeline hoped to minimise their attention on the more serious issues involving the Women's Group. "What will happen to the church?" someone asked. "We will have to see. It will depend on the outcomes of any prosecutions that may ensue. We will have to wait and see." "Faith, what are you plans for the future?" "That is a work in progress. It's early days in our relationship, but Brad and I are making plans for life after this. What those plans are remains to be seen, we would appreciate room to manoeuvre while we work through this." Several more questions were asked and when those involved Stewart and Julian the respondents were suitably non-committal and the conference eventually ground to a halt. A crowd was gathered in the Virtue house, a crowd comprising Madeline, the three girls and their, I suppose they could be now referred to as partners, Grace Fulton and Sergeant (call me Beth please) Caulder. For the moment at least the intention was to divert their thoughts away from what had happened over the past few days and just relax.