this
before. She took another deep breath and tried it his way. She
lifted herself up off the dildo, then settled herself back onto it,
feeling it spread her virgin hole open wider h time. Each time she
took it all the way out of her, surprised at how wet her vagina was
and how wet the dildo was because of her juices.
When it was about half way inside her, Father
Santiago walked over to the desk and leaned down next to her. “Lift
your skirt and let’s see how far you have to go.”
She lifted her skirt, feeling her cheeks go
red as he closely examined how far the dildo was inside her. He
also now knew she shaved down there , which was even more
embarrassing. She liked it clean shaven.
He stood and leaned over her, placing is
hands on her hips. Gently he guided her up and down. When she went
down he pushed a little. “That’s much better. How does that
feel.”
“It hurts,” she admitted.
“Good. It will bleed a little too. Up again.”
He guided her up and down on the shaft again over and over until
finally, she felt the cold wood of the desk chair against her ass
and thighs and the thick dildo deep inside her. “Now sit
there.”
He went back to the desk and pulled out a
book.
She sat quietly for at least fifteen minutes,
acutely aware that she couldn’t get comfortable and had to shift
her weight a lot. If she squirmed too much, Father Santiago would
tell her to sit still. Finally, she couldn’t stand it anymore.
“Father, I’m uncomfortable.”
“That is the point. You may lift yourself up
and down on it or sit. Those are your choices.” He went back to
reading the book in front of him.
She lifted herself up and sat down a few
times, but she realized that doing that was causing her to feel
aroused and she didn’t want to masturbate, let alone come, in front
of Father Santiago.
There was a knock on the door and she jumped,
pushing herself down on the dildo so her butt was firmly on the
seat. She smoothed her skirt around her hips and thighs to make
sure no flesh was exposed. Then she closed her eyes and prayed
whoever was at the door wouldn’t notice. Worst of all she couldn’t
turn around to see who it was without exposing what was between her
legs.
Father Santiago went to the door and unlocked
it. “You’re late. I had to start detention without you.”
“I got caught up with Mrs. McKee.” It was
Father Montoya’s voice. “How much longer do we have to go?”
Father Santiago locked the door again.
“Another hour and a half.”
She looked at the clock with surprise. It
seemed she’d been here so much longer than a half hour.
Much to her horror both Father Santiago and
Father Montoya approached the desk this time. “Lift your skirt to
show Father Montoya you’ve been paying proper penance,” Father
Santiago instructed.
Another wave of embarrassment washed over
her, but this time it was accompanied by excitement. She had two
handsome priests wanting to look at the naked flesh between her
legs. She lifted her skirt, again exposing her virgin shaven slit
filled with the dildo.
“Very nice,” Father Montoya said with an
approving nod. He reached out and gently pulled apart her labia,
examining her clitoris.
Mindy jumped a little. Despite her free
spirited wardrobe, she had never been free-spirited with men. So
this was the first time a male had touched the bare flesh between
her legs.
“Five more minutes with the dildo inside
you.” Then he reached into the bag he carried with him and pulled
out a jar filled with a white cream. He put some of the cream on
his index finger and gently rubbed it over the hood of her
clitoris, causing her to whimper slightly. “Five more minutes and
then we’ll be ready for your next penance.”
Both men retreated back to the desk and
watched her for five minutes. By the time the fourth minute came
around, Mindy felt her clitoris begin to swell. She was so aroused
she wanted to fuck the dildo. She slowly began moving up and down
on it, and this
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