Betsy Goes to School

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Betsy Goes to SchoolIt was my first night at St. Marta’s School for women, and had woken up when my roommate slid in to my bed with me.I had arrived with all the other girls, supposedly all raised in a religious environment, and all having a mother who had gone here before us. My mom and dad had never let me date, and the internet was something sent by the devil to lead me into temptation. I had been a little shocked at some of the language the other girls used when the nuns weren’t around, but tried to not let them know. My roommate, Leila, was from California, and had the blonde, blue eyed, big breasted look that my dad said the ‘Californicators’ had. She seemed really nice though, talking and chatting about all kinds of stuff. She did make me blush when she watched me take my school uniform off and put my pajamas on, since she saw my panties, and I think she saw my breasts before I put my top on. There wasn’t much there, but I had squeezed them once before I became too embarrassed, and they filled my hands. Leila’s were twice that size, making me blush really hard when she just pulled her clothes off in front of me. “Leila!” I had squealed, turning away when I looked up to see her naked. It was a couple of minutes later that I realized she didn’t have any hair in her… place. She had laughed and said something about us being girls, and we all had the same stuff.So when she slid into my bed I wasn’t sure what she wanted. I froze as she slid forward and spooned against my back. Her arm went over me, with the other under my pillow. I could feel her hips pushing into my… behind, making me feel… odd.”I’m homesick,” she whispered, “can I sleep with you?”I nodded, not sure what to do. You can’t very well tell someone who tells you they’re homesick to get the hell away from you. What if she killed herself?We laid like that for a while before I realized her hand was on my belly. It felt super warm lying against my pajama top, feeling like it covered my whole tummy. I sort of tensed up, but she kind of let her hand rub my tummy as she whispered in a sleepy voice “What? Hmm,,” then seemed to fall back asleep. Her hand though kept moving in a twitchy sort of way, making me kind of… warm. Her thumb touched the bottom of my breast a couple of times, before she stopped twitching. I woke up really late to realize she had moved, and now her hand was resting on my breast, sort of laying over it, but kind of cupping it too. My nipple was hard, making me blush, even though no one could see me. It sort of felt good as my nipple pushed against her hand when I breathed in and out. I almost gasped out loud when I realized my… place was getting wet. Oh my god, this had happened before. Mom had said it was arousal, and was meant for making it easier for a man’s thing to go into a woman’s place. This was bad.I must have twitched slightly, because Leila muttered something and pulled me tighter, making her hand pull in against my breast. I felt so ashamed when I sort of moaned and I felt my place tingle. It took forever to fall asleep, my body sort of going hot and cold as little flashes would run through my breast. Leila was up when I woke up, saying, “Rise and shine sleepy head, got to go learn some stuff,” She stopped and gave me a serious look before saying, “Thanks for letting me sleep with you.”I smiled shyly and told her it was fine. I wanted to say she shouldn’t do it again, but how do you say something like that without sounding like a really mean person.The school uniform was a bit of a shock for me, since I was used to long dresses. It was what I guessed was standard catholic school wear, but the skirt only came to my knees, and the white blouse was somewhat see through, making it so you could see my bra if the light was right. We didn’t even have jackets to wear, just a blouse. I was blushing constantly as I realized I could see other girl’s bras too. I sort of followed Leila, hanging behind her as she chatted and talked with everyone. I envied her being able to do that. A couple of the girls had the top buttons of their blouses open, meaning you could see the tops of their breasts. We had three different teachers during the day, each covering two subjects. sister Martha, sister Mary and sister Joanne. Martha and Mary were really young for teachers, probably not more than twenty five, and Joanne was about thirty five I thought. My daily counselor was sister Beth, though they said I probably wouldn’t have one past the first four weeks since they rotated the girls. She was only in her twenties too, and looked so pretty and happy.The classes were fairly nice, the sisters all seeming to like us and not being harsh or mean. I felt awful when I found myself looking at sister Mary’s bosom as she was sitting at the desk. Not that anything showed, but it swelled her habit and made me… uh no I was horribly embarrassed when sister Beth started by asking about sex and if I had done it, telling me she was surprised how many girls did before coming here. When I said no, she told me she was proud of me, but to remember that forgiveness was always there for those who strayed. Everyone strayed at some point and we were required to accept and forgive the flaws of others. She asked me about masturbation and seemed doubtful about my having never done it, then was even more impressed when she finally believed me. When she asked about arousal I blushed and told her about Leila and her hand.”Betsy,” she said, “I’m proud that you were able to overcome your own fears to comfort Leila like that,” It took me a moment to figure out what she said, then I said “You mean… it wasn’t… like bad?” She kind of laughed and said, “You didn’t approach her for that did you?” When I shook my head vigorously no, she said “so you did it for her,” sister Beth patted my hand and said, “Many of the girls become home sick, and cuddling in bed gives them comfort. I have seen many times when a girl will massage another girl’s breasts in her sleep, I think because it comforts them by bringing back memories of being a c***d,” “Oh,” I said slowly, “So… so it… it isn’t bad?”sister Beth smiled warmly and said, “Betsy, it says such good things about you that you would let your roommate do something you find personally uncomfortable.””Oh,” I said again.”If it is uncomfortable for you, or you don’t wish to comfort her, let me know and we can find another roommate for you,,” sister Beth said.”No,” I said, “no, I… I don’t mind if you think… you know… it’s ok.”sister Beth gave me a hug and said, “I think you are very sweet for doing it.”Leila had me join her for lunch with some other girls, and when one of them said a bad word, Leila frowned at her and said, “Julie, don’t use words like that in front of Betsy,” Julie looked really surprised, but I gave Leila a shy smile of thanks, not having the courage to say that myself. One of the worst things about the school was the showers. They were communal. Really they were. three of us girls had to share them.I almost screamed when I walked in to see a tall girl name Susan washing her breasts when I came around the corner. She laughed and said, “Come on Betsy, we’re all girls,” I blushed horribly, but sort of backed under a shower, trying not to let everyone see me. When Susan walked by on the way out and said, “See ya later,” I could see her place was bare like Leila’s was. Mine had started growing hair when I was thirteen, so I wondered what had happened to theirs. When Leila changed clothes in front of me again I was tempted to ask her about her hair but was too embarrassed. She saw me looking, making me feel like the most awful person in the world. She was really nice though and just gave me a little smile and went back to putting her clothes on. Leila slept with me again, and at first I was nervous, but she just put her arm around me and rested on the blankets. It wasn’t until later that I woke up with her hand cupping my breast. I sort of froze, trying to decide what to do, but remembering what sister Beth had said, just tried to relax. I made a soft squeak when her hand squeezed my breast a little as she made a kind of sad whimpering noise. I held still, realizing she must be missing her mom. Her hand kind of squeezed and pushed against my breast for a while, making my place wet again. Really wet. My nipple was sort of sending little shocks through me and I found my hips kind of moving on their own. I made them stop, but sort of breathed heavily as it got harder to breath for some reason. It went on like this for a while as I started panting a little, having trouble taking deep breaths as my place got wetter and wetter. Then it stopped and she sort of relaxed and her hand let go. I shocked myself by being disappointed, but told myself it was because I wanted to be sure Leila was happy.Leila was super nice to me the next day, including me in the groups with her friends. I didn’t say anything, but everyone was really nice because she was my friend. sister Beth asked me about Leila, so I said, “She uh… did like you said.”She nodded knowingly and said, “I sort of expected it Betsy. She works so hard to friendly and nice all day, I’m sure all her fears come out at night. You said you spent time with her today?”I nodded and said, “Everyone likes her, and she kind of… brings me with her.”That got a warm smile from sister Beth as she said, “Yes, she’s hiding her own fears and loneliness to make you feel better. You really are the best roommate she could have gotten,” She must have seen something in my face, because she said, “Is something wrong?””It… it’s just that… you know when she does that,” I mumbled.sister Beth took my hand and looked at me seriously to say “Betsy are you wanting to tell me it makes you aroused?”I blushed horribly as I nodded.”Oh Betsy, and you let her do that,,” sister Beth said, making me think I was going to hell, but then added “you are like an angel sweetheart. You’ve never even masturbated and you would do this for a sweet girl you just met. I am so proud,” That got another blush because she was praising me for something I thought she was going to say I would go to hell for. I couldn’t look at her as I said, “But… but it makes me… you know… so… so what should I… do?”She was holding my hand and as I finished stuttering the question, she reached up to stroke my cheek as she said, “You are doing an act of kindness for a poor, lonely girl Betsy. I know you personally do not like what she is doing, or how it affects you, so you must believe I don’t think you are a bad person for this,” she sighed as she put her hand down to hold mine in both of hers as she said, “You don’t know the feelings associated with arousal, so it will probably shock you as they happen,” she shook her head sadly and said, “It may be more than you should do for Leila, Betsy. I’m sorry to say that it may become intense enough for you to orgasm, and I wouldn’t want you to be traumatized.”This kind of sacrifice isn’t something everyone is capable of Betsy, and you should never blame yourself if you are not one of those who can make it,” That was a lot to a take in… orgasm? I had heard of it, but didn’t think I had ever had one. But I also didn’t want to walk away from a soul in need. “I… if you don’t think I’m… well bad… I suppose I could try to help,” I said softly.sister Beth stroked my cheek again as she said, “You are the sweetest, most caring girl I’ve seen here Betsy,” Susan was in the shower again when I came in, washing her breasts just like last time. She had large, firm looking breasts, but I didn’t think it should take that long to wash them. Leila kind of looked sad when we were getting ready for bed so I asked what was wrong. “I miss mom,” she said softly I smiled and told her I understood, and she could sleep with me again if she was lonely. She looked like she might cry as she hugged me and said I was the best roommate.Leila fell asleep right away as she snuggled up, and her hand moved to my breast as I was almost asleep myself. She didn’t do anything for a while, and I was close to falling asleep again, when she began squeezing.I let out a long breath, trying to keep from letting out a moaning noise. The feelings were really intense, almost as if the previous nights had built up inside me. She did this for what seemed like forever, but was probably only ten minutes, then her hand twitched and fell down a little. It ended up snagged inside my pajama top, her finger tips touching my bare breast on the other side. We stayed like that for a couple of minutes, then she made one of her sad noises and her hand twitched a couple of times. I realized it was kind of snagged in my top, and it was making her twitch more. I reached up and undid the top button so she could pull it out, and planned to put it back, but her hand slid up and cupped my breast again, my top pulled open and her hand on bare skin. I had to open my mouth wide to keep from making any noise as I let out a long breath. My place was very wet now, and it felt really strange, almost like an itch that I had to scratch, but deeper. I wanted to move my hips and rub them against something to make it better, but couldn’t move. Then she began squeezing again. I was leaving my mouth wide open as I tried to breath quietly, but I found myself making soft noises as I sort of clenched my thighs and my… place. When her hand kind of rubbed my nipple a couple of times, a shock ran through me, making my body clench tight and some kind of… feeling ran from my place up to my head. I was kind of twitching and moving my hips as I felt like pee on my legs. I wasn’t stupid, so I knew that was female juice that we use to help men, but it was the first time I had done that. I was sort of lying in bed, my body totally relaxed, and I realized, drooling a little when I fell asleep.I was so embarrassed the next morning, but Leila just looked over and said, “You must have had a good dream Betsy, we all have them, nothing to be embarrassed about.”She really was the nicest person. During sister Mary’s class I saw a girl one row forward, with her hand under her skirt, sort of rubbing her place. I almost gasped when the girl next to her reached over and did it for her. When sister Mary saw them I thought they were in for it for sure, but she just twitched her fingers for them to separate and gave them an understanding smile. I was really confused.I had a lot of questions for sister Beth, that was for sure.She started by asking about classes and any issues, then asked how Leila was doing.”Um… it… you know… happened,” I mumbled.”She snuggled with you,” sister Beth asked absently.”Um… no… the thing… you know… orgasm,” and I whispered the last wordShe smiled and patted my hand before saying, “Oh, I thought something bad. That’s normal Betsy, like I said. An orgasm is sort of your bodies reward for certain acts. In this case it’s for doing something nice for your roommate. It did feel good right?”I nodded vigorously, so she smiled again and said, “It’s fine than Betsy””Oh,” I said slowly, then looking down I said, “Um sister Beth, during sister Mary’s class, two girls, well one girl, then two girls, well they… um…” then I faded out, unable to continue.”They cheated?” sister Beth asked sternly.I blinked, startled and said, “No, no, they well touched their place,” She looked confused, then comprehending as she said, “Their vaginas?” That got a fierce blush from me as I ducked my head and nodded.”Well,” she said, “did sister Mary separate them?”I nodded, so she said, “They really shouldn’t do that in class, so I’m glad Mary stopped them. There’s a time and place for things like that, and class isn’t one of them in my opinion. But some teachers don’t mind, so it’s kind of up to the teacher.”I was gaping at her in surprised, “What?!”She looked confused for a moment, then said, “You had an orgasm didn’t you Betsy?” When I blushed and nodded, she said, “Didn’t it seem like it would make you crazy, and want to rub your vagina?” God my face was going to burn up as I nodded yes.sister Beth sort of shrugged and said, “I don’t think you’ve dealt with arousal like that much Betsy, but some girls get like that a lot, and it makes it very hard for them to concentrate. Picture sitting in the classroom feeling like you did last night, wouldn’t you want someone to help you?” My eyes were blinking like crazy, trying to process what she was saying. “But… but I thought that was bad?”sister Beth looked confused, then said, “Well, doing that for money, or with a married person, or for ungodly pleasure would be wrong. But you are just teenage girls going through the change Betsy. Your body is forcing you to become aroused, and there’s really little you can do about it. Many girls allow boys to put their penis in them because they are so aroused, which is why there are so many teenage pregnancies.” She kind of frowned at me and said, “I think it is much better if a friend helps you relieve the arousal like that, then allowing a boy to do it for you.””Oh,” I mumbled.sister Beth gave me a sort of pitying look and said, “Don’t let it worry you sweetheart, this is a lot for you to take in I think. Most mothers have explained these things before the girls come to school, but every now and then someone like you comes here. If you have questions, I’ll be happy to answer them for you if you wish. You concentrate on your schoolwork.””Oh… okay,” I said softly, kind of feeling like an idiot now. I was kind of in a daze after that, and Leila took me under her wing and chatted with me.We were sitting in the room in our pajamas talking when I got up the nerve to ask Leila about some of it.”Um Leila,” I said slowly. “Can I… ask you something?””Sure Betsy,” she said brightly “Were friends, you can ask me anything.””Oh… um,” I mumbled, “do you… I mean do you get like… aroused?” and I barely whispered the last part.Leila shrugged and said, “Yeah, of course, everyone does.””Oh,” I muttered, “what do you… you know… do?”She waved a hand and kind of tossed her head as she said, “Well sometimes I can ignore it you know, but others, well, you just can’t. Mom said when it gets like that you have to relieve it or it’ll make you crazy enough to want for anyone to touch you, including a boy.””Oh,” I said softly again. When I didn’t say anything she said, “I had a friend back home who would help and I did it for her, but I haven’t met a friend like that yet.””H-help?” I asked.She looked at me in confusion and said, “Yeah, you know, does things to allow you to orgasm so the arousal goes away. It’s much easier when someone else does it because god made our bodies that way. Mom says that’s why girls talk themselves into letting boys do it if you wait too long.” “Oh,” I said stupidly for like the thousandth time “You don’t have to be embarrassed if you need to do that. I haven’t yet, but you won’t mind if I did it myself would you? I can go somewhere else if it bothers you?””Oh… no… um that’s ok… I guess,” I said slowly. She smiled and gave me a hug before saying. “Thanks Betsy, I wasn’t sure, you seem kind of… unaware sometimes, but you’re like the nicest person here.”I smiled a little at that and said, “Um yeah, I think maybe mom didn’t… you know, tell me stuff.”Leila kind of bounced on her bed as she said, “Meh,” with a finger wave “Just ask sister Beth, she’ll show you what to do if you don’t know.””Oh,” I said again.She eventually told me about a trip to Disney she took with her family and it sounded like a lot of fun. We were giggling at the stuff she did, but it did sound like her mom was really nice about things. I was kind of surprised to find myself disappointed when Leila didn’t massage my breasts, just putting her arm around me. She must be getting more comfortable here.My education continued the next day when I walked into the shower to find Susan and a girl name Rosa in there. Rosa was rubbing Susan’s place, while Susan was holding tight to Rosa. I stopped embarrassed, but Leila walked in behind me and said, “Oh, you know, what we talked about. Go ahead, I’m sure they’ll be done soon.” She kind of pushed me in, following me. Susan was leaning against the wall with Rosa standing in front of her, her head on Susan’s shoulder, and her hand in Susan’s place. It looked like her fingers might actually be inside her place, but that couldn’t be right. I couldn’t help watching as Susan began moaning loudly, then let out a sort of scream. She kind of held onto Rosa and panted for a bit, then Rosa stepped back and put her hand up to Susan’s mouth and I watched her lick her woman juices off of Rosa’s hand. I turned away when Susan looked up, but found myself sort of panting as I washed up. I realized at one point I had washed my breasts for a while and stopped.I was really embarrassed to find my place damp with arousal, but made myself ignore it, a little worried about what would happen if I kept ignoring it.A girl in front of me in sister Martha’s class was sort of touching her place, but sister Martha saw me looking and kind of frowned at me, so I looked away. I was mortified when sister Martha had me stay back to talk.”I know you wanted to help Amy, Betsy, but she’s just going to have to try to wait until after class,” sister Martha said, getting me to look at her in shock and saaid, ‘Um… uh… what?” She looked confused then and said, “Isn’t that what you were thinking? sister Beth says you are a super sweet and helpful girl, so I thought you felt bad for Amy,” “Oh,” I said, my stock answer to everything. “I… um… I’m sorry.” I didn’t want to say yes or no since that would be a lie, but didn’t want her to think bad of me either.She patted my shoulder and said “You are an angel dear. sister Beth thinks so well of you,” I was kind of floating over that, so smiled at sister Beth when I came in to talk. We talked about class work, and what I was interested in for a while, then she said, “Is everything else good dear? Is Leila doing ok?”I nodded and she said, “Wonderful, I think you’re very good for Leila, she seems so happy. sister Mary says you were so sweet today, wanting to help poor Amy too, but Mary really doesn’t want you girls to do that in class”I blushed crimson, but stuttered out a “Oh… of course.””I take it then that you’ve learned how to do that for your friends?” sister Beth asked, “Well… um,” I stuttered sister Beth gave me a suspicious look and said, “Are you deceiving me about something Betsy? You really don’t seem like that kind of girl,” Now I was mortified, so I said, “Um… no… not really… but… I watched two girls… so you know I thought if I… helped?” god it sounded dumb. But sister Beth smiled in relief and said, “Oh, okay. That really is sweet of you, wanting to help before you’ve even really learned how yet.” She patted my hand and said, “I wish all the girls were like you Betsy.” Oh I was really a bad person. “If you want to learn, you might ask Leila to help,” sister Beth said absently as she filled out a couple of forms “if you asked, I’m sure she will show you how to do it,” she kept writing as she said, “I’ll explain to her that you’re embarrassed because you didn’t know these things.”Oh god. How do I stop this? Oh… she’ll think I’m a terrible person now. I was kind of dragging a little when Leila and I went to the room and Leila eyed me a couple of times. When we had our pajamas on she said, “Betsy, don’t be upset, sister Beth told me and there’s nothing to be embarrassed about,” I sort of moaned, but didn’t say anything. She came over and put her hand around me and said, “I know you worry about me, but I don’t mind doing this for you. I would feel awful if you wouldn’t let me help after you’ve been so nice to me.” Oh god.She sounded scared when she said, “You… you do like me right, you’re not… like going to act like were friends, then treat me like… well…” “No!” I said quickly, “No, we’re friends Leila. I’m sorry, of course you can… can help.” I almost moaned in despair as I realized what I had said.She hugged me tight and said, “Oh thank you Betsy. The girls at my last school would act like I was their friend, then would be mean to me for fun. I… I really felt… well… it was bad,” The last came out really sad.I closed my eyes and sighed softly before saying “So what do I need to do Leila,” She sort of bounced in place and said, “Well, it sounded like you were trying to help another girl during the day, so I’ll show you how to do it that way. Since it’s you and me at night, we won’t need to do that now since we can do that anytime you want,” She was smiling so sweetly at me.”Ok,” I said slowly.”Here’ she said “Put the skirt back on so I can show you.”Resigned to my fate, I pulled my pajama bottoms off and slid the skirt on over my panties, then sat down next to her.She was smiling chirpily at me as she sat next to me and said, “Ok, now it’s best not to make a big production out of this because it distracts other people,” she held up her hand and said, “so you want to make it sort of subtle like this,” Leila looked ahead like she was watching the board, and let her hand fall on my knee. I gasped a little as she let it slide up my thigh, pushing my skirt up. I stared at her hand until she said, “No Betsy, you have to keep looking forward. It’s mean to the people around you if you are really obvious, because it makes them aroused too, then what do you do?” I looked at the far wall with her as her hand slid up to rest against my special place. No one had touched me there except me and the doctor. I let out a long breath, staring straight ahead. Her fingers began stroking over my panties, sort of pushing in against my place. Spikes of… something kept shooting through there into my stomach. After less than a minute she pushed in harder, getting a small moan from me.”Try not to make too much noise Betsy,” Leila said as her fingers turned to push into me a little as she stroked up and down “It distracts people,” I felt a little sweat run down my neck as I let out long breaths. I could feel my panties becoming wet with my woman juices as she stroked.”Now,” Leila said, “It can be awkward depending on how you’re sitting, but putting your fingers against the vagina works best,” I almost gasped at the word, but knew it wasn’t really bad, so held it in. I let out another soft moan when her hand moved up a little and her fingers pushed into the top of my panties. When her fingers touched my… vagina, I had to tilt my head back and tighten my body as strong feelings surged through my body. I was close to when I orgasmed before, my hips kind of moving on their own, and my breath coming in gasps. Her fingers were so warm as they slid between the folds of my place, my juices making them very slick. I didn’t realize it, but I was making long grunting noises when her fingers found a spot at the top of my place that felt like a bolt of electric pleasure shot through me, making me let out a short screech and orgasm on her hand. She held her finger on that spot, making me shudder and thrust my hips around as my head tilted all the way back and I seemed to orgasm again. When it finally stopped I sort of slumped over against her, panting and sobbing a little. “Wow Betsy,” Leila said, softly, “I don’t think you do that enough. You had a lot of arousal stored up.” I couldn’t really speak, just panted and quivered in her arms. I think I fell asleep like that. I was a little dazed the next day, but Leila was really sweet, telling me what a great friend I was. For the first time since I arrived none of the girls seemed to be helping each other with their arousal. sister Beth was a little worried for me though and said, “Leila talked with me Betsy. She was just a little worried, and seemed to think you might be putting off arousal relief to long.””Oh,” I said softly, a little worried since Leila had mentioned that sister Beth sat down and put an arm around me before saying, “Some girls try very hard to avoid it, but it catches you eventually. What if it had been a boy with you and he was touching you, would you have had the will power to stop?”I blinked at that, not really sure I would have. It felt so incredibly good I almost forgot it was even Leila there.”I-I don’t know,” I said.sister Beth nodded slowly before saying “Exactly. Eighteen year old girls can probably go two, maybe three days, but I wouldn’t put it off longer than that.”My mouth dropped open in shock as I said, “Two days?”She gave me a pensive look, then said, “Betsy I’m beginning to worry a little. I think you might need professional help. If you’ve been repressing everything your whole life, I’m not sure you should be around the other girls.”I was horrified as I said, “What? No… no sister Beth, I’m ok, really!” She hugged me for a second, then leaned back to say “Maybe dear, but I worry about the other girls. You’re a bundle of suppressed arousal, and it will make the other girls more sensitive too. I really think it might be better to find an…” She stopped at my look, then said, “Betsy, I’m not being mean, but I don’t think you understand,” “Please sister Beth,” I sobbed, “I’ll fix it, I will. What do I need to do?” She sighed, then looked at me and said, “Honestly now Betsy, until you came to our school, had you ever gave yourself an orgasm?”I sobbed in shame and shook my head no. She sagged a little and shook her head, but gave me a ‘ok’ look as I sobbed, “It will take weeks to bring your system into line Betsy, and you’ll need to do extreme arousal techniques. You’ve repressed years of arousal sweet girl, and it will be a lot of work for us to help you. The sisters would have to work with you in the evenings just to help.”I was crying hard, so she pulled me into her lap and rocked me for a moment, then said, “If you’re willing to work with us, I guess we can try. You are a very sweet and special girl, and you’ve been willing to help everyone else.”I hugged her tightly for a moment, then she moved me back to look at me sternly and say, “This will take a lot of sacrifice by the school Betsy and I can’t have you decide to quit part way after we put a lot of time and effort into this.””I won’t!” I cried, “I’ll do anything.””Ok,” she said soothingly, “we’ll try some things and see how it goes,” she looked at me like I was a problem she needed to solve, then she said, “Part of the problem is you’re embarrassed by things the rest of the girls take for granted.”I had stopped crying and was listening desperately to what she said, really kind of mad at mom for putting me in such a bad situation.”What I’m going to recommend is a phased approach to this Betsy,” sister Beth said in a doctor kind of voice. It made me feel better for some reason.”We’ll have Leila help you at night, probably doing what she did last night. What exactly did she do for you,” sister Beth asked. When I started to duck my head in shame, she touched my chin and made me look her in the eye as she said, “Embarrassment is for when you are doing something wrong. Being shy and sweet is nice, but acting like what a friend is doing for you is shameful hurts their feelings.” I wanted to cry again, but nodded and tried to not hurt her feelings. “Um… she had me put on my skirt, then she sort of… um, put her hand on my leg. Then she… uh… slid it up and touched my… place,” I sort of whispered.sister Beth shook her head despairingly and said, “Betsy, if you can’t say it, how can you do anything with it.” She nodded as she reached some kind of decision and said, “I think we need to force you over this by having you call it siirt rus escort something that will embarrass you. I want you to say pussy when you are talking about your vagina.”I gaped at her in shock, but she just looked at me in a stern way and said, “Everyone here is going to be working hard for you Betsy, it seems like you could put a little effort into this,” Oh. She was right. Everyone else would be doing so much. I felt like a total bad person, so I nodded and said, “she touched my… p-pussy.” My place was getting a little wet, making me feel really bad. She rubbed for a while, then put her hand in my panties and… and touched my pussy again,” I said all of this as strongly as I could, still blushing, but talking.”How long did she have to do that?” sister Beth asked, looking at a paper as she talked “Um… I’m not really sure, maybe a minute or two,” I said sister Beth looked at me in surprise, then said, “You orgasmed a minute or two later?” I nodded, worried at her upset expression. She sighed and said, “Oh Betsy, you really have repressed yourself,” I was worried she would change her mind, but she finally nodded and said, “You orgasmed, cleaned your juices, then what?””Um… what?” I asked.”Then what did you do dear. You know after you completed the ritual,” she asked impatiently ‘Um… ritual?” I asked She blinked at me for a moment, then said, “Betsy, you do know about how husbands and wives perform their sexual duties don’t you?””Um… duties?” I asked miserably.”Oh lord,” sister Beth said despairingly again. “At least you mother fed you, because she didn’t seem to tell you anything.” Sighing she said, “It is a wife’s duty to give her husband a place to slake his lusts,” she looked at me until I nodded my understanding.”You are dealing with your arousal, but men are much worse, being driven to have sex constantly by their bodies,” sister Beth said, “When married, you may bring him to orgasm three or four times a day,” Um… what? I thought. Three or four times… a day?Almost as if she read my mind, sister Beth nodded. “This becomes a problem during your monthly, or if you are not wanting to become pregnant at the time,” She waited for me to blush, then nod that I understood.”So much of the time you will use your mouth to satisfy him,” sister Beth raised an eyebrow, so I shrugged my confusion. She sighed, then pulled out some drawers and came back with a plastic… man thing. I blushed horribly, but she raised an eyebrow at me and made me listen. “Like this,” she said, the slowly pushed the… thing into her mouth before slowly moving her head back and forth on it. She pulled it out and said, “This simulates him like using your vagina, and allows you to still take his seed. It is a sin for him to cast his seed anywhere except his wife’s body.”I nodded at that. “If he wants to not use your mouth, he may use your ass for the same thing,” she said, then stopped at my look. “Oh Betsy,” she moaned “Please tell me you know about how the woman uses her ass for sexual closeness when the woman cannot allow the man to use her vagina,” I blushed and a tear ran down my face I felt so stupid. I had never even heard that. In my butthole? That… that seemed… wrong. sister Beth gave a disappointed shake to her head and said, “I’m not going to start on that right now, you have enough things to concentrate on. Anyway, the ritual. If a man uses a woman’s vagina, but does not want her to become pregnant, he will withdraw his penis prior to orgasm, and allow the woman to take his seed in her mouth. You understand that right?””Um… yes, I guess,” I mumbled.She sighed but continued “So when you help a friend or she helps you deal with your arousal, you are to clean your juices off her in honor of the purpose of orgasm””Oh,” I said thoughtfully. That sort of did make sense. “Ok.”She patted my hand, still acting a little like I was slow in the head. She looked at her watch and grimaced before saying “I had hoped to have time to bring you to orgasm to see how bad the situation is, but I don’t,” she stood up and said, “Tell Leila to practice like you did last night,” she frowned and said, “but you will complete the ritual in honor of the purpose god had for our bodies,” Stepping to the door she finished “I’ll try to have some kind of plan for you tomorrow.” Then she left. I was tempted to rub my place… err, pussy, but didn’t since I wasn’t sure if that would be wrong.”Are you going to be ok Betsy? I was really worried. Are they going to let you stay? A girl I knew got pulled out of school because she had repressed it so long that she kind of went crazy,” Leila rattled all that off in one long sentence, making me unsure what to answer.”Um… she said you would… you know… help?” I stuttered.She flapped her hand again and said, “Of course. You’re my friend Betsy, and you’ve been so nice to me. I’ll do anything. Are we supposed to do what we did last night, or does she want you to do something else?”Leila really did talk fast sometimes, but I said, “Well… last night I guess, and… and,” I sort of whispered the rest “the ritual,” She looked absolutely horrified and said, “Oh my god, I forgot. I am so sorry Betsy, you must really hate me,” Then she acted like she was going to cry.”No, no, it’s ok… um really,” I said.She looked kind of worried, but finally said, “I’m so sorry. I’ll remember from now on,” Hopping up, she pulled me to sit on my bed and immediately started acting like we were in class again. I took a deep breath and did the same. I really had problems, because I moaned as soon as her hand touched my legs. God I hoped I didn’t go crazy before they could help me. When she touched my place… um, pussy, I let out a louder moan. I was very wet already, and could feel her fingers sliding on my wet panties.”Shh…” she said softly.I opened my mouth and tried to breath quietly as she stroked my place, pushing in harder. She did this until I was having trouble breathing, then moved her hand up and slid it into my panties. I’m not sure why, but I kind of made a sobbing noise as I tilted my head back again. I tried to hold off the orgasm because they acted like it shouldn’t happen so quick. Her fingers slid between my… pussy lips, stealing my breath for a moment, making me sob again. She touched the magic place, sending bolts of electricity through me, but I prayed for strength and held on. My head was way back, and I was making squeaky noises now, but I held on. Unfortunately she sort of ran her fingers up and down twice, hitting my button both times, and the wet feeling of her finger sliding between my… pussy lips was too much. I was so embarrassed as I let out a loud screech and grabbed her hand and held it in place as my place pushed upwards and I thrashed for a minute. I was kind of crying and panting when it was over, lying in her arms as she stroked my hair and soothed me.She eventually laid me back on my bed and slid in next to me. Propping up on one elbow, she put her hand to my mouth and slid a finger in. That’s when I realized sister Beth was right and I had waited almost too long. I liked it. I liked the flavor, and it got me aroused again as Leila slid her finger in and out of my mouth until it was clean, then did another. I was moaning again, so Leila said, “Betsy, should I do it again, you sound really bad,” I nodded spastically, and began crying as I said, “Oh Leila, I think I might go crazy. Maybe it’s too late.” She slid in next to me and held me, sliding a hand down and massaging my pussy as she said, “No. It’s not to late Betsy. I won’t let it be too late.”I kind of heard her as my mind focused on the feel of her hand on my pussy again. Just sliding across my panties, pressing in, pushing against my very wet pussy. I orgasmed again less than five minutes later, making me feel so bad. As I licked her hand clean I sobbed a little and listened as she told me she would help me anyway she could.We got up in the morning and headed for the showers, but Leila stopped me and looked a little sad as she said, “Betsy, I’m sorry, but I’m really aroused and was going to ask Susan to help me. Do you want me to wait until you’re done showering?”I almost said yes, then realized sister Beth had said it hurt people’s feelings when I acted like that. “No… it’s fine Leila.”She hugged me and said, “You’re the best.”Susan was in the shower, washing her breasts again, but stopped when Leila bounced over to her. Susan nodded with a smile, and they kind of stood like Susan and Rosa had. Leila kind of hugging tight to Susan as Susan’s hand went to Leila’s place… err… pussy. I tried not to watch, but Leila was making loud noises, noises that kind of got me aroused. When I was finishing, so were they. Leila was yelling, “Yes, YES!” over and over. As I was walking out Leila was licking her juices up. I wondered if they tasted the same as mine. Then flinched as the thought sent a tingle through my… pussy. I was pretty aroused by the time I went to sister Beth’s room, almost in tears at how frustrated I was.”I think it might be too late,” I sobbed to her.She stroked my hair and told me it was ok and we would fix it, all in a quiet and soothing voice. When I wiped the tears away she asked me what was wrong.”I-I’m always aroused, and… and I had to orgasm twice last night… and…” I started sobbing as I said, “I was still aroused.””Oh you poor dear,” she said, hugging me again. She eventually wiped my eyes and looked at me seriously before saying “Do you really want to fix this Betsy? I won’t be easy, and unfortunately, I think we might have to do the full sexual training cycle to help.””T-training cycle?” I asked.”Yes, you know, the preparation training for women who are getting married and want to learn what to do,” sister Beth said, then sighed. “You don’t know do you,” she shook her head and said. “A man will be very excited and forceful on his wedding night, so that isn’t when you want to find out you aren’t ready for something. The first week of marriage, a man will have years of lust stored up, so will want to use his wife in all ways, three or four times a day.””Um… all ways?” I asked.She patted my knee in a way that made clear she thought I was a little slow in the head before saying “Yes dear, you know, his wife’s mouth, her…” she waited, nodding expectantly until I mumbled “pussy,” then she smiled proudly and said, “and ass,” she paused and said, “So it can be a little traumatic unless you’ve had practice. You can’t practice with a man, that would be a sin, so we do a training class using women so that no seed is spilled.” I was pretty lost, but also really sad because I was getting aroused. “But we’ll work out a way to do that if you make it that far,” She sighed and said, “I’ll be honest Betsy, I’m not sure you can do this. I don’t think it can’t be fixed here, but I’m not sure you have the will power to do it.””Oh no,” I said softly. “I will sister Beth, I really will. Please don’t let me go crazy.” She nodded slowly, then sighed and stood up. “Sit on the edge of my desk would you Betsy; let me see what we’re dealing with.”I wasn’t sure why, but I sat on the desk, my legs dangling above the floor. She stood in front of me and took my chin to look into my eyes, turning my head slowly to really look. She nodded slowly, the said, “I’m going to touch you in places and in certain ways and I want you to tell me if you feel aroused from it. The truth please.” She sounded like she was going to take my temperature. When I nodded, she reached up to stroke a finger down my neck, getting a gasp from me. When I didn’t say anything she looked questioningly at me, so I forced myself to say yes. She ran her finger up my neck, then sort of ran it behind my ear. When she looked at me again I shamefacedly said, “Yes,” she looked a little surprised, but who wouldn’t be, it was my ear. Her finger came around to trace my lips for a while, and I looked down and mumbled, “Yes.”When she pushed it into my mouth, I moaned a little, so she said, “I’ll take that as a yes.” She shook her head in exasperation, then reached down to unbutton my blouse. I almost said something, but remembered she was doing this to help me, and I had to be strong. She pushed my blouse open and looked at my breasts in an analytical way for a while. After a moment she nodded and reached around to pop my bra loose, pushing my blouse off and pulling the bra off. I was blushing terribly, but telling myself I had to do these things to keep from going crazy.She looked back and forth a couple of times, then said, “Hold still please.”When her hand cupped my breast my head kind of floated back and I let out a long moan. “Shh dear, I’m thinking.” Her hand squeezed a couple of times, then moved to the other one. My head had stayed back and I kind of whimpered when she touched that one. “Yes… yes,” she muttered. Looking at my tilted head she said, “I’m going to apply some direct stimulus. See how long you can hold off the arousal.” She waited until I said, ‘Oh… okay.”Then… oh god… then she leaned down and sucked my left nipple into her mouth.Turns out I couldn’t hold off the arousal for longer than two seconds. I was afraid a demon had possessed me as I grabbed her head and screeched a loud, “OH GOD!” then my hips kind of humped up and down on the desk as my place put out so much juice I thought I really had peed myself. sister Beth was nice about it, laying me back onto her desk and soothing my brow until I recovered, then helped me put my bra and blouse on.When I was together she stood looking at me sadly before saying, “This is really bad Betsy, are you really willing to do this?””Yes sister Beth,” I begged, “Anything!”She sighed as if she was hoping I would say no, then said, “Ok. What I’ll want you to do for the next two days is work with Leila and the other roommate, what’s her name,” she paused in thought. So I said, “Susan?” She nodded abruptly and said, “Right, Susan. I think we’re dealing with a quite a few issues, so we’ll just look at a couple at first. One is your body is almost insane with arousal, but the other is in your mind. Everything seems to get you aroused now, so we need to get you used to some of these things.”She tapped her lower lip in thought, then said, “Tonight, I want you to try and draw the arousal to the surface before having Leila touch your vagina. She should kiss you like a man for a time, and massage your breasts. When you’re well aroused, she should touch your vagina and see how long it takes for you to orgasm. Please write down the time from when she touches your vagina to the time of the orgasm.” sister Beth looked at me to see if I was following.I admitted, “Um… I kind of lost what you were saying.” She rolled her eyes in frustration, but said, “Fine, I’ll tell Leila later. Anyway, I want you to do the same thing to Leila tonight, and Susan in the morning. Get up a little earlier and meet her in her room. If you find yourself aroused before class, have one of the girls help you while you shower,” sister Beth sighed again in frustration before saying, “We’ll see how that goes for two days. If it looks like you can manage those simple things, we’ll try to really start working on the problem.”Start? This wasn’t the stuff we needed to do? Wow. I was really messed up. Leila was really sweet later, telling me how proud she was that I was going to try to fix it, and that she was so happy that I wanted her to help. She really was such a nice person, going out of her way to help me and doing all these extra things just for me.”sister Beth says you’re really having trouble getting control of this and wanted me to see if we could try to bring the arousal out slowly so you can control it,” Leila said with a helpful smile “I’m not really, you know, very good at this, but I’ll try my best,” I really had gotten lucky to have Leila as a roommate.”I think you’ll be more comfortable if we leave your top on, don’t you? But maybe take your bra off,” Leila said, “I know you don’t mean too, but I think you think I’m bad when I do this. If you keep your top on it will help.””No… no,” I mumbled, feeling like the bottom of a smelly person’s shoes, “It’s ok,” I finally talked her into letting me take my top off, though she really felt I should leave it on. She had me lay back on the bed, then said, “Maybe if you close your eyes it will help you stay calm,” that sounded like a great idea, so I closed my eyes and tried to relax. I moaned loudly when her hand touched my breast.”Um Betsy,” she said softly, her hand on my breast “I’m… you know, just starting,” I sobbed once, my eyes closed and said “I know, I… I can’t help it,” “No, it’s ok, really. It… you know, surprised me,” Leila said in a voice that made me think she thought I might try to kill her in her sleep or something.Her hand kept massaging my breast, making me breath heavily, at least until she put her mouth on mine. I moaned even louder, not sure why, but feeling as if my whole body was hot for some reason. Leila kissed my lips softly for a time, her hand cupping my breast for a while, then squeezing it, then her fingers sort of tracing along it. I was panting harshly though my nose, my hips moving on their own, up and down and around.”sister Beth said to kiss like a man, but I’m not good at it. I only learned it in the training class when I was going to marry Jimmy, but he… well I don’t want to talk about it,” Leila ended that with a kind of sob, then leaned down and stuck her tongue in my mouth.I’m not sure if the orgasm counted or not, I’m pretty sure sister Beth said to time it ‘after’ she touched my pussy. Anyway, I wrapped my arms around Leila’s head and pulled her against my shoulder as I gave a loud yell, and I orgasmed. I’m pretty sure I peed because it felt like my pussy squirted as it sort of clamped down, and my butt muscles tightened up really hard. My back kind of bowed a little as I gave a second screech. I was really thinking I might have a demon because my body did all that without me. My mind had kind of gone sort of white, and I wasn’t even aware I was saying anything, but Leila told me later I screamed out the word ‘yes’ for some reason.”Um… I’m not sure you were supposed to do that,” Leila said, “but I guess we finish? Maybe?” She leaned in again, putting her tongue in my mouth, making me moan again. Thankfully she stopped massaging my breasts after about five minutes, though when she kind of pinched my nipples it made me groan sort of. He tongue was moving around a lot, sort of caressing my teeth and lips, then pushing into my mouth and touching my tongue.I was horrified to realize I was moaning loudly as her hand slid down and into my skirt. When her fingers slipped under the tops of my panties, I sobbed into her mouth, my pussy having such a strong itch, and I wanted her hand to rub it so hard.Her finger was kind of pressing hard as it slipped down, and pushed down on my special spot. Somehow I managed to wrap my legs around her as I yelled her name really loudly. I’m embarrassed to say I think I rubbed myself on her hand uncontrollably until I finished. Leila put her hand to my mouth and I realized my juices were actually dripping off of it. I wasn’t sure if that was a good or bad thing. It was supposed to make it easier for the man’s thing to slide in, so more would be better right?I was sort of sucking on her finger when I fell asleep. I didn’t mean to, but it just kind of sucked me down.When I woke up Leila was cuddled up to me, her hand on my breast. I was kind of comfortable, and happy to realize her hand only made me a little aroused. Maybe this would work.She woke up then, and sat up, moving to sit on her bed sleepily. I realized it kind of smelled strong in the room, I was afraid it was my juices and hoped Leila wouldn’t be mad”You didn’t get a chance to do the rest, but I think you were really tired. You had a hard day yesterday, so sister Beth should have thought of that,” Leila said, “Do you want to get both of them done this morning. Maybe Susan and I can do the kissing stuff and you can make us orgasm. I don’t think sister Beth will mind, and we don’t have time to do everything.”She was so smart. I would never have thought of it, but I was kind of new at this, so I wasn’t too mad at myself. We stopped to wash our hands and brush our teeth, and Susan was doing the same thing.”Hey girls,” Susan said sleepily. “sister Beth said I was supposed to help Betsy. Can we do it in your room, I don’t want to mess mine up.””sure,” Leila said sweetly.We all went back to our room and Leila said, “Why don’t we lie on Betsy’s bed since it’s already messed up. You lie beside me Susan, and we’ll do kissing stuff while Betsy does what sister Beth wants her to do, ok?”Susan shrugged sort of sleepily and laid down on the bed. Leila slid in next to her and leaned over to begin kissing Susan on the lips. I stood uncertainly, trying to decided how to do this to both of them. I finally kneeled between their bodies and put my hand on their pussies. I realized neither had panties on. I had my hands on their bare… naked… pussies. My head went back again and I moaned loudly as my fingers traced along the outside of their pussies. Oh god.They had stopped kissing when I moaned, but went back to it quickly. My mind sort of slipped down to my fingers then, almost like I was using them to see with. My fingers sort of traced the outsides, then dipped in a little to run up the length of their damp pussies… oh I was gasping for air as I pushed down harder, rubbing back and forth, my whole body, er… hand moving through their wetness. Susan let out a soft moan as I let out a loud one. My pussy was itching and throbbing like mad, my hips trying to push against something as my fingers moved faster. At one point I hit Leila’s magic spot, getting a kind of squeak from her. I was so tense I was kind of making uh noises as I tried to draw air into my lungs. Susan was really wet, my fingers sort of slipping and sliding through her very wet, hot… pussy… oh god My fingers were pushing in kind of deep as they moved up and down, and I found the inner part of their pussies when I went across them. I sort of dipped into the depths of their wet… pussies. I sobbed loudly, my head back and hips thrusting against nothing.Leila moaned loudly as Susan began kind of grunting in time with my fingers. I felt juices kind of squeeze out of Susan’s… pussy as she let out a sharp noise. I was barely able to breath, and sweat was running down my back as my hips tried to push my pussy against… anything.When Leila let out a loud moan and her pussy made a lot of Juice, I orgasmed again, screaming something I wasn’t aware of as I kind of had a seizure of some kind. My body was doing these sort of whiplash things as I yelled once more. I could feel juices dripping down my leg as I laid forward between the two girls.I was kind of drifting when I heard Susan say to Leila “Do you think sister Beth can help her, it looks really bad,” Leila kind of whispered back “Yes. sister Beth said Betsy is really close to the edge, but if she does what sister Beth says, she’ll be fine by the end of the semester,” That made me feel a lot better. I was glad sister Beth and Leila were going to help me. There was a sort of drifty feel to the morning, but I finally got clear headed for the afternoon. Luckily we had study and homework period, so I had opportunities to get my school work done before the evening. I was kind of distracted when Katy, a short Hispanic looking girl, helped Jessica, a black girl with her arousal. Jessica looked like she was having problems like me, because Katy was rubbing her breasts for her. Jessica was also a little loud, saying “do it,” kind of loudly. I was happy to see Jessica complete the ritual, though I didn’t realize you were supposed to kiss too.sister Beth was working on papers when I came in so waved me to a seat in front of her to say “sorry I’m so busy, but I have to finish some papers,” She glanced up and said, “Do you have the sheets from Leila?”I did actually, remembering just then that Leila had given them to me. I handed two sheets to sister Beth and she read them as she talked “I hope things went well for you dear,” she said, “I’m interested to see how long you were able to restrain your urges. It’s a good indicator of how deep into the program we’ll have to go. If you managed fifteen or twenty minutes that would be great. Let’s see you did…” she looked up at me in a sort of frustrated way and said, “fifteen seconds”I sobbed and said, “I’m s… sorry… I-I… couldn’t help it.”She came around to hug me, but didn’t say anything until I calmed down. Then looking at me seriously, she said, “Betsy, do you really think you’re up to the full training program. I have to tell you, it’s pretty intense, and it will be very embarrassing for such a sheltered and deprived girl like yourself.””Pl-please,” I begged.She shook her head in frustration, then guided me to the couch and looked at me very seriously before saying “Betsy, this training is for women who are getting married. It involves getting a prospective wife used to the uses a husband will have for her,” she paused and said, “do you understand?” I shook my head no miserably, knowing it should be obvious, but I was so ignorant. She sighed again, then said, “Betsy, we teach a girl how to use her mouth on the man’s penis. We use special penis’s to perform intercourse so she can stretch enough to accommodate a man’s penis. We use another one to perform anal intercourse to do the same for the woman’s ass. And we have her learn how a man performs oral sex on her so she knows what he must do.”I was blinking in shock, not really processing what she said, “Wh-what?” She smiled sadly and said, “I know dear, it really isn’t something you should do. I can recommend some schools that will accommodate your special needs,” She started to get up, but I grabbed her arm and sobbed “No, please sister Beth, please, I want to, really I will,” She rubbed her face in frustration, then leaned back with a sigh. “You are such a sweet girl I can’t turn you away. Do you really want to do this? Really?””Yes,” I said loudly, “YES!”Looking down for a moment, she said, “I’m not sure I’m strong enough to put you through this Betsy, so if it comes to it, you might need to convince me again. I hate the thought of the struggle we will all have to do for you.””I promise,” I said, “Really sister Beth, I’ll do anything I need to.”She said she would work out how they would make things work and wanted me to do another day with Leila and Susan, but she wanted Leila to use her mouth on my breasts to see if I had the same reaction as I had when sister Beth did it.I was sort of proud that I didn’t orgasm until Leila sucked my left breast into her mouth. She had started on the right, so I held it off for the first one. I thought it showed progress. Unfortunately I fell asleep again and woke up with Leila snuggled up with me.She seemed kind of disappointed with me, but just said maybe we could just use the showers. Susan and Leila stood next to me, their backs to the wall as I put my hands on their… wet… pussies. They took turns kissing me, and sort of massaged mine and each other’s breasts. =It did seem more efficient. I wasn’t really aware of their mouths on mine as my brain moved to my fingers again. Standing like this I found my fingers tended to curl slightly, and they pushed in a little deeper. Into their wet… wet… pussies.I realized my head was being held up by the girls as I moaned and grunted and they took turns pushing their tongues into my mouth. Their pussies felt like molten happiness as a finger on each hand kind of pushed into them. I squealed a little as I realized I had a finger inside their… their… pussies. My knees gave out when I orgasmed, but they caught me and held me up as I thrashed and moaned. The eventually let me sit on the floor as they kind of clinched and pushed their fingers into each other’s pussies.They were nice enough to get me moving, and Leila made sure I made it to my first class. I was slightly dazed still, and it was a moment before I realize the girl next to me, Julie, hand a hand on my knee.”Do you need help, you look rough,” she whisperedI smiled softly and said, “No thank you, but thank you for asking.”She looked at me a little strangely, but I knew that was because I was so close to being crazy. sister Joanne asked me to stay after class, and I was really worried. My mind had kind of drifted to realizing I hadn’t done the ritual with Susan and Leila, and wondering if I should have licked their… juices myself. I had kind of moaned then, getting looks from the girls around me like they thought I might pull out a knife and start stabbing them.”Betsy,” sister Joanne said worriedly, sitting in her chair while I stood in front of her, “I’m really worried about you. You seem to be losing control of your arousal. It makes it harder for the girls around you to control themselves too.”She looked at me in a squinty kind of way and said, “You do know about that right. sister Mary said she thought you might be… unknowledgeable about your body.”The way she said unknowledgeable made me think she meant to say slow. I wanted to cry because I really didn’t know what she meant. I sobbed a little as I shook my head no. She sighed like sister Beth does and said, “You know that your womanly juices have an odor right?”I nodded yes, remembering how strong my room smelled.”It’s meant to signal you are ready for a man to use your body, but it also causes the people around you to become aroused,” sister Joanne said patiently “It was ok in the ancient days when there were few people, but now you have to be considerate of those around you,” She raised an eyebrow in point as she said, “When you become aroused in class, it makes the girls around you aroused.” She tapped me between my breasts with a finger and said, “You are aroused right now Betsy, and it is making me aroused. I’m going to have to ask Mistress Angela to help me tonight, and she’ll be disappointed in my lack of control.”I started crying softly, mortified that I had caused so much trouble. “I’m s-sorry sister, sister Beth is… is helping me,” I sobbed.She blinked in surprise, then said, “She is,” then she got an exasperated look before saying “she should have told me, I would have made some arrangements to make things easier for you,” she shook her head and said, “I’m sorry dear, I’ll speak with her and find out what she wants to do. If anyone can help you she can,” she looked severe as she said, “as long as you do what she says.”I nodded agreement a dozen times, giving her a hopeful smile, so she kind of laughed and said, “Very well, you’re such a sweet girl Betsy. Go on now.”sister Beth was waiting with Head Mistress Angela when I got to her office. I gasped in fear, afraid they were going to kick me out, or maybe even send me to a mental hospital. When a tear dripped down my chin, Mistress Angela stepped over and hugged me tight. I really should be locked up. Mistress Angela was old, probably forty, but she was very pretty, even if she looked very severe most of the time. But… she had really large breasts, and when she hugged me, my face kind of… touched them. I held back the moan of arousal through the grace of god. “There, there sweet c***d, nothing is wrong,” she stroked my hair as my face pressed into her habit, mooshing down into her surprisingly firm breasts. Please help me Jesus, give me strength I thought as I opened my mouth siirt rus escort bayan to breath quietly.She finally let me up, then guided me to a chair as she sat on the couch. sister Beth was in the chair next to me as we talked.”sister Beth says she feels you need to go through an expanded training program Betsy, and I wanted to see if that was true.” She looked at sister Beth for a moment, then said, “You are such a sweet, naïve young girl that I’m really not sure things can be as bad as she says and I want to make sure you don’t do anything you don’t need to.” I wasn’t sure what to say, so just looked between them, hating myself for comparing Mistress Angela’s breasts to sister Beth’s.”Mistress,” sister Beth said, “I know it seems hard to believe, but she’s repressed her arousal her whole life. Everything, I mean everything arouses her.”Mistress Angela looked doubtful as she leaned back and looked at me. She finally said, “Very well, we’ll see how bad things are,” Looking at me, she said, “Betsy, my c***d, I’m going to do something that would never arouse someone who doesn’t have severe problems. Will you let me try this?” I nodded slowly, really hoping it would work the way she said.”Now,” Mistress Angela said, waving me over to her, “I am going to punish you, but not because you’ve been bad, but to show sister Beth that not everything will arouse you. A punishment is meant to teach a girl that she has been bad, and there is no way it should arouse you unless you are in severe distress.,” She looked up at me as I stood above her and said, “Will that be ok?”I was kind of confused, but nodded and said, “Yes Mistress Angela”She smiled proudly at me and said, “Very good c***d, now I want you to lay across my lap, and I’ll give you a small spanking. This should clear up any question of whether you need to do an expanded training program,” That made sense didn’t it? I wouldn’t become aroused while being punished, that would be… well… insane.Mistress Angela guided me face down over her lap, my head and arms on the cushion, and my legs on the other side. My butt was kind of sticking up in the air, but I was only a little embarrassed. “I’m going to make this kind of painful Betsy, to be sure, I’m sorry,” Mistress Angela said, so I mumbled “Ok,” Then things went wrong. Mistress Angela rested her hand on my butt, then let it slide down to the bottom of my skirt before moving it back up and flipping my skirt out of the way. My panty covered butt was showing now. I almost gasped when I realized my panties were still kind of wet from being aroused earlier.”Hmm,” Mistress Angela said softly as her hand kind of ran over my butt, then slipped down to trace over the dampness of my panties. I’m sure she didn’t mean to, but her fingers kind of pressed my pussy a little, making me open my mouth wide to hold in a moan.”she has been very aroused today,” Mistress Angela said speculatively, but moved to say “Well, let’s get this done,” I thought she was going to hit me, but instead she reached up and pulled my panties down to below my butt. I breathed out really hard as my panties kind of pulled loose from my pussy. “Hmmm,” Mistress Angela said again, her fingers sliding between my legs a little way. My panties kind of held them together, so she had to push in a little. I was panting kind of hard through my open mouth, really trying to keep from being aroused.”You might ask one of her roommates to remove this hair. If she is having problems with arousal, it will cause problems,” Mistress Angela said. “Yes ma’am,” sister Beth answered “I’m going to spank you now dear. I’m sorry if it hurts a little, and I will understand if you have to cry some. I’ll try to sooth the pain between swats,” she said sympathetically. I kind of grunted a yes back, then tensed.Her hand sort of stroked my butt cheeks for a few seconds, then I felt her hand rise slowly. I tensed harder, anticipating the hit, then gave a short squeak when her hand slapped my ass. It did hurt just a little, but I was horrified to realize it made my tummy clench with those aroused feeling. I let out a sob of despair, but Mistress Angela said, “I’m sorry c***d, I’ll let that fade a little.” She started massaging my butt cheeks, rubbing them softly and letting her hand stroke up and down. I kind of grunted when her finger accidently slipped between my legs and stroked the bottom of my pussy.My breath was kind of coming in short grunts as I felt her hand rise again. I squeaked louder when it hit, my tummy sending a pulse form my p-pussy to my head. “Shh, little one, I’m sorry,” Mistress Angela said as she rubbed my butt. Her finger touched my pussy by accident again, so she moved her hand up. This caused her to kind of run her finger up my butt crack. When it crossed my hole, I remembered sister Beth saying a man would put his thing in there and spray his seed. My craziness came out again as I let out a soft moan at the thought.”There, there,” Mistress Angela said, “just a couple more.”I kind of grunted in anticipation as her hand went up again, but let out a sort of grunting moan when it hit, my pussy sort of rubbing itself down onto her thigh. I tried to stop it, but it wasn’t something I could control. I wondered if I might really be possessed.I sobbed a little, making Mistress Angela feel bad and causing her to rub my butt longer. Her hand felt really, really good on my cheeks as it stroked them. My butt seemed super sensitive now, and her fingers sent tingles up my spine, and shamefully down into my pussy. Her finger accidently touched my butthole again, making me moan, then sob a little at the spike of intense… something that went through me.I kind of said, “uh-uh,” as she raised her hand, then let out a kind of loud shriek when it hit. That’s when I knew they needed to make sure I never had a knife or anything, because I orgasmed with a really loud scream. Really loud. My mind fuzzed out and my body sort of humped Mistress Angela’s leg as my pussy soaked her with my woman juices. I was sort of making grunting noises and drooling on the couch cushion when sister Beth knelt down to give me a concerned look. When she saw me looking, she sat back and said, “What do you think Mistress?”Mistress Angela sort of sighed as her hand stroked my tender butt, her loving nature keeping her from pushing me away for being so awful. “It’s even worse than you said sister Beth, do you really think you can help?””Yes,” sister Beth said strongly “Betsy is one of the sweetest girls I’ve ever met, and her roommate Leila says she will do anything to help,” she paused, then said, “I’m sorry Mistress Angela, but I think it would be best if you worked with her a little. She needs your firm guidance to help during this.”I was still kind of floating, enjoying the feel of Mistress Angela’s hand as she comforted me, when she said, “Very well sister Beth, I will tell the other sisters to work with you on this. I agree Betsy seems to be a very loving and sweet c***d, so I want to help if we can,” she paused then, and said sadly, “but this will cause problems for the other students. Her arousal will make it harder for the students and teachers to control their own arousal. sister Joanne told me earlier she would need my help with hers, and she is normally very strong.””Yes ma’am,” sister Beth said, “If you allow it, we might be able to arrange for special dispensation to help during the classes. Perhaps young Betsy can aid her fellow students and teachers in their arousal. It would help her I think to deal with her own as she helps them. When you have taught her more advanced methods, she will be able to use them.”I was kind of nodding in agreement, so thankful that sister Beth was willing to do all this for me. Mistress Angela slid my panties up, then helped me sit on the couch. She held my hand and looked into my face worriedly as she said, “Is this what you want Betsy? I can help get you transferred to a special school for girls with your problems.””No please Mistress Angela,” I begged “I’ll do all that, I really will!” She reached up to stroke my face and said, “Very well. You must obey sister Beth in all things sweet girl. I must insist you finish this if we make these changes for you,” I nodded eagerly, ready to do anything for them.Mistress Angels sighed and stood up, the wet spot on her habit very obvious. I blushed, but they didn’t comment on it. “I’ll work with her tonight to gauge her knowledge and sensitivity, then you can let me know when you feel she is ready for training.”sister Beth nodded respectfully as Mistress Angela left. She sort of sighed and turned back to help me stand and lead me to the door. “As it is Saturday tomorrow, I’ll let sister Mary know you may be late for study group. Please report to Mistress Angela’s rooms after dinner so she can work with you a little. Do what she says and try hard to keep from acting like what she is doing is bad. I’m really surprised she agreed to let you stay, but I think that the nice things Leila said about you tipped the balance.”Leila was waiting when I got back and comforted me as I cried and told her how awful I was. She hugged me and rubbed my back until I realized my face was on her breasts. I think she could tell when I suddenly became aroused, because she pulled me back to look in my face.”Is it coming over you again?” she asked.I nodded miserably, but she just took my hand and said, “Don’t you get depressed now Betsy, I’m going keep you strong.”I sort of sobbed and hugged her, mumbling how great she was. She wiped a tear from my eye and said, “I’ll let you practice on me anytime you want, and I’ll help you whenever the arousal gets to strong.” I felt so bad for putting her through this and said, “Really? You’ll do that for me?” I asked. That got a sort of sweet smile as she said, “Oh Betsy, I love you like a sister already. Of course I’ll do that for you.” I told her I had to see Mistress Angela tonight, and she said that was a good thing, that Mistress Angela would be able to help if anyone could.She was so sweet when she walked with me to Mistress Angela’s room, then gave me a small kiss on the cheek before leaving. She really was such a good person.Mistress was waiting when I got there and ushered me in. I blinked when she opened the door, not recognizing her out of her habit. I blushed terribly as I walked in, realizing I could see the tops of her breasts in the soft pull over top she had on. And she had on shorts. Really, shorts. She was tall, fairly thin, with those large breasts. She was old, forty I heard, but I didn’t see any grey. I sat very erect on the couch as she sat down beside me. She put an arm along the top of the couch and looked at me seriously as I half turned to face her.”This is an unusual situation Betsy. I would normally have required you be sent for professional help, but both sister Beth and young Leila are adamant that we can help you,” she said softly I nodded, hoping she hadn’t changed her mind.”Do you truly understand what is going to be expected of you?” she asked “Um… yes, I think so,” I muttered She kind of waved a hand, so I said, “Um… the training program and, well, getting used to my arousal,” I was mumbling a little, and I could see it irritated her.She sighed and said, “I am going to be very blunt and clear now Betsy. You are fairly uninformed I believe, and think you really don’t understand,” I nodded quickly, so she said, “You will have to act as the wife or husband for each of the sisters, and probably one or two students. You will need to give and receive relief from anyone who can or does need it,” I blinked a little, then said, “Um… wife or husband?”That got a firm nod as she said, “Exactly. Would you like to withdraw? I will not think less of you dear girl?””No… um no,” I said quickly “Um… but what is… I mean… what?”She rolled her eyes and said, “the easiest way to deal with you extreme arousal issues is the way god designed us to. A husband and wife are there to provide sexual relief to each other. It would be sinful for a man to do this for you, so we will act as surrogates,” she paused and looked at me very seriously as she said, “You will use your mouth, vagina and ass to service your surrogate husbands.”My mouth dropped in shock, but I sort of remembered sister Beth saying this. “Yes,” Mistress said, “and you will act as husband for them. I know this is really more than you are prepared for Betsy,” She sort of leaned forward as if she was getting up and said, “Let me show you information on some of the other places. They won’t keep you restrained as much as people say, and you are allowed visitors,” Visitors? Restrained? Um… what? “No!” I said too loudly. “Um… I mean no, this is ok…”She leaned back in frustration, then said, “do you really understand Betsy, because this will be an incredible amount of work for the sisters and I don’t want to waste their time,” I was crying a little now as I said, “Yes… yes I do. Husband, wife, I can do it.” That got another sigh as she watched me, finally shaking her head, she said, “Very well. I think we’ll use tonight as a test. If you don’t manage this, we won’t have lost much time,” she sort of nodded to herself, then said, “We’ll try a short experiment with me as husband and you as wife, then reverse it later. Since you probably won’t want to continue after tonight, we won’t do intercourse of pussy or ass.”I blushed at the bad words, but was very relieved to hear that. In my ass? It still sounded weird. “Ok,” I said.She leaned forward with a very severe look and said, “You may stop this at any time and I will arrange other opportunities at the instituitio… I mean schools,” Institutions. That’s what she was going to say. They wanted to lock me in the crazy house. “Oh… ok. I won’t Mistress Angela,” I stuttered out.She shrugged then and said, “the first duty of the wife is to give her body unto her husband. He will take great pleasure in the sight and touch of it, and his duty is to ensure his wife enjoys it and is aroused and slick for his entrance. I will be the husband and will enjoy your body for a time, then stimulate you to orgasm to ensure arousal,” I was nodding in agreement though I wasn’t really sure what all she had said. When she saw me nod she said, “Men are somewhat rougher and I will try to simulate that, but you do not have to when you act as the husband if you do not want to,” she paused and said, “Remember, if you tell me to stop, I will not mind, and will help you find a… school.”When I nodded, she stood up and sort of looked distant for a moment, then pulled me up by the hand and wrapped her arms around me as she said, “I want to enjoy your body wife.” Then she kissed me. I don’t really know why my body does the things it does, but it moaned when she did this. My hands kind of went around her neck and I kind of sagged into her. She had one hand down on my butt, and the other around my waist as she began letting her tongue move into my mouth like Leila and Susan had. It seemed odd to moan into someone’s mouth, but Mistress didn’t say anything. She eventually pulled her tongue out and began kissing the side of my neck, making it easier to breath, but making me realize my neck was one of the places that made me aroused. My ear too, though I wasn’t sure about that one. Her hand on my butt was kind of squeezing as she sucked on my neck. I let out a squeak when the hand on my butt moved up to cup my breast. I knew men liked breasts, and had found myself oddly drawn to them too, so quite understood why Mistress fondled mine. It didn’t stop me from moaning and my body from trying to rub it’s pussy against Mistresses leg.She did this for about a minute, the pushed me back on the couch and knelt in front of me. She put a hand behind my head and pulled me onto her lips again, thrusting her tongue in my mouth sort of like Susan did with her fingers on Leila. My hands were around her neck as she brought both of hers down and began to unbutton my blouse. I almost said something, but remembered not to, and just held on and sort of sucked on her tongue. Sucked on her tongue I thought with a loud moan. She pushed my blouse off, then reached around to undo my bra. I had to open my mouth wide to breath as her hand came back to cup my naked breast. She did things to them then, cupping them, rubbing them, even pinching the nipples until I was kind of making loud moaning noises and breathing really fast.I squeaked again, startled as she laid me back and slid next to me, propped on her arm over top. I was panting like a runner as she leaned down to lick, then suck on my nipple. I was sort of panting ‘no’ over and over as I fought of the demon inside me. He was making my hips push up and down as if he wanted to hump something.When she kind of bit my nipple and pulled up, it was too much. My body orgasmed, and I screamed something I hoped wasn’t a bad word. She just stayed where she was, my nipple between her teeth as I kind of threw myself around her mouth. My… pussy was very wet, so I figured she would stop, but she let a hand slide down and under my skirt and into my panties. I arched back some, deciding she wanted to be sure.Her fingers slid between my slick pussy lips, then began moving back and forth. My body was thrashing again as I said, ‘oh god’ in a constant stream. She was still sucking on my breasts as her finger sort of pushed into my place. I gave a loud screech of surprise, and oddly enough, I think a spurt of my juices. Hopefully that doesn’t happen every time I’m surprised or I would never visit another haunted house again.My hands were holding her head as she kind of sucked the side of my breast into her mouth, and her finger slipped to the second knuckle inside me. An unfortunate accident on the playground had lost my hymen according to my mother, so I hoped Mistress didn’t think I was some slut who slept with boys. I think the demon orgasm was going to overtake me soon when she stopped and pulled her hand out. I was panting and twitching, the horrible, deep itching sensation in my pussy driving me to rub it against anything, when I was surprised again. I didn’t squirt this time which was reassuring. She kind of pulled my legs around, then slid her hands up my thighs to grasp the top of my panties. I gasped as she pulled them down and off me. My head was sort of held up, looking down at her as she looked at me. Her hands came back up and began sliding up the outside of my thighs, pushing my skirt up. Oh my god, she would see my pussy. I remembered at the last moment not to say anything. It was really strange when I realized I had a hand to my mouth and was moaning really loudly as I watched my skirt clear my pussy and reveal it to her. She licked her lips, then began moving her mouth down toward it. I should have done something I think, but the only thing I did was sort of let out a steam whistle sound and push my pussy toward her.When her mouth touched my pussy, my whole world kind of exploded in lights and stars and I’m pretty sure I screamed loud enough for the passing cars to hear. She kind of held me down as I screamed a couple of more times and my legs wrapped around her. I was really embarrassed when I realized that later, but didn’t notice it as my insides seemed to clamp up and push down and out of my pussy. Whatever had taken over my body sent long waves of pleasure up down me, surging up from where Mistress Angela had her tongue. Even when it sort of faded, the feel of her mouth, and the way her tongue pushed into me made me moan and sob continuously. When one of her fingers pushed into my channel the demon inside took over and I grabbed Mistress Angela’s hair with both hands and shoved my pussy at her. My head wasn’t even looking that way since my head was tilted so far back I was almost looking backward, my eyes were closed, and my mouth was wide open as I made the weirdest noises.Her finger kind of twitched in me and her tongue hit the spot on my pussy that I heard called a clitoris, but I knew was some kind of devil thing because it made my body do things on its own. I could hardly breathe from the sensations her tongue were causing, but then she hit a spot with her finger inside me that sent a jolt from my butt to my heart. The combination was to much for me and I think I might have died. I screamed really, really loud, and I think I squeezed Mistress Angela’s head really hard with my legs. But really, it wasn’t my fault since all I could do was see weird colors and feel my body having some kind of seizure. It seems odd, but it all felt very good, even while I was horrified it was happening. I really did need help badly.I think Mistress Angela resuscitated me, because I came back to find her finger in my mouth. When I opened my eyes she was sitting with my head in her lap, her finger in my mouth. I recognized my womanly juices and was thankful she remembered to complete the ritual since I had totally forgotten it, along with pretty much everything else.When she took her finger out I asked her “Can you save me?” dreading her answer, but knowing it had to be that I would go to an institution because she was afraid I might crush someone’s head with my legs.”Yes sweet c***d,” she said soothingly “we can. You are in really bad shape, but I cannot see sending such a sweet girl to an institutio… school,” I sobbed in relief and thanked her a dozen times as she pulled me up. Holding me she said, “You need to lick your juices off my face now dear, we must finish what we start,” Oh, I hadn’t realized I had to do that, I felt like such an idiot. I leaned forward and began running my tongue along her face, licking my juices off her face. I was so angry with myself when I realized I was aroused again. Mistress Angela had just sacrificed so much for me, and I couldn’t even be good for a half hour.When I was finished she leaned back to look at me. I was sitting kind of primly for someone with no top and a rumpled skirt, but I didn’t want her to think I was slovenly just because my clothes were.”Judging by what just happened,” Mistress said, “You have years… “she stressed years “of arousal built up inside you. Having you act as the husband now will show me if doing that will help you relieve some of the pressure,” she sighed and looked kind of upset as she said, “otherwise the sisters and your fellow students will have to do all the work,” “Oh no Mistress,” I said, “I’ll do whatever I can.”She nodded and said, “Well, I guess this is something I need to do,” I think she really didn’t like the idea of being the wife for me, but was doing it because she was such a caring person. I knew I had to put as much effort as she did into this or I would be the lowest of rotten people. “What do I need to do Mistress?”She kind of grimaced, but said, “You’ll need to do what I did to you. Kissing, some breast manipulation with hands and mouth, then use your hands and mouth on my vagina,” I waited for more, but she just raised an eyebrow sort of impatiently, so I slid closer. I raised my hands, then kind of fluttered them around, not sure what to do next. Do I put them around her, on her shoulders, or even on her… breasts?”Come Betsy,” she said impatiently “pretend you are a sex crazed man and you wanted to use my mouth, breasts and vagina for your pleasure. Pretend you have to be forceful and make me give them to you,” My mouth dropped open as I stared and thought ‘sex crazed man?’ She was looking more impatient so I thought about a movie I accidently watched where a man used a woman for sex without her permission. It didn’t really show what he did in detail, but I remember what he did and said.”Um… like… like a bad man?” I whisperedShe kind of clapped her hands and said, “We need to do this tonight, so be a really bad man. I promise as a sister I will not hold your actions against you.” “Um… um… ok,” I muttered, standing up and kind of still deciding what to do with my hands. In the movie the man sort of grabbed the woman and kissed her hard, yelling bad things at her. I sighed, deciding if Mistress was going to do something she didn’t want, I should be willing to do the same. I nodded, then kind of dove on top of Mistress, grabbing her head with my hands and kissing her hard. I only had the experience with Leila and Susan, but kissing seemed to be about putting your tongue in the other persons mouth and exploring.Mistress made a kind of startled noise, but I held her head and shoved my tongue deep inside and moved it around. I was trying to remember everything as I did this and Mistress’s hands kind of rested on my shoulders and she grunted a little. Oh yeah, the shouting, then rubbing stuff. I grabbed her hair and pulled her head back and yelled “You want it bitch, suck my tongue!” I wasn’t really sure why, but yelling like that made my pla… pussy twinge again. She gasped loudly before I put my mouth on hers and held my tongue out. Sucking the tongue… I remembered during the movie that really didn’t make sense, but now as Mistress began sucking on my tongue, it was… arousing. Hands, I remembered. Holding her hair with one, I grabbed her breast with the other. I didn’t actually see in the movie what the man did, but I assumed he was wanting to feel it since I had heard men always wanted to put their hands on girls breasts. My hand was squeezing her large breasts, and I was surprised how firm they were. I thought such large breasts would be soft like a pillow, but they weren’t. I almost sobbed as I squeezed her breasts and she sucked on my tongue, because I was aroused again. Why? Why am I always aroused? I pulled my tongue out and licked her face. During the movie it had seemed strange, but now I was thinking maybe the woman had sex juice on it. I positioned my hips between hers and kind of thrust them against hers while I squeezed her breast and said, “Your pussy is mine bitch. Tell me you want me to eat that slutty pussy.” My memory has always been good, and I was happy it was, because making these weird things up would never have happened. Mistress Angela was such a sacrificing woman that she went along with it and kind of gasped out “Eat me, oh god eat me,” I suppose she could say that, being a nun and all, but it seemed kind of wrong to call on god to do that since I was supposed to. But she probably did it for me, hoping a miracle would happen and save me. No such luck.The grinding of hips was making my pussy get a really deep itch and I let out a moan or two without realizing it. Grabbing her hair and forcing her head back, I sat up a little and reached down to pull her top over her breasts. She didn’t have a bra on, and her breasts were very large. The largest I had seen, and for some reason I sort of gasped, then moaned. I pushed down and sucked the end of one breast into my mouth as she let out a really loud moan. While I suckled on her breast, I was remembering the next step. Kiss, curse, tongue suck, curse, breasts. Oh yeah.I sort of nibbled and fondled for a minute as I thought, then pulled back and kind of threw Mistress onto her stomach and with one hand pushing her shoulders into the couch, I used the other to slip her skirt up, revealing her panties. They were a pretty pink color, but they were very wet around her place, so she must have been aroused. She really was a saint. I bet she was having to think of nice things while I did this to be aroused.Pulling my hand back, I slapped her butt cheeks and said, “don’t move bitch, or I’ll bend you over and fuck you up the ass,” That really was in the movie because I would never have thought of it. I remember thinking at the time that it didn’t make any sense, but now I realized men would put their things in a woman’s butt.Mistress kind of let out a really long moan and her hips ground against the couch as I pushed my hand down and grabbed her place. At first I thought she was peeing, then realized she was having an orgasm. Something I was thinking might happen to me soon as I looked at her panty covered butt and felt her really wet panties. I ground my hand into her for a bit, then reached up and pulled them down to her knees, reaching back up to put my hand on her pussy again.I was panting pretty hard, but nowhere near as hard as Mistress was. I was working hard on remembering, but my arousal was kind of messing things up as I let my fingers push against her place longer than I was supposed do. Shaking my head I leaned over her, hand still on her pla… pussy, grabbed her hair and pulled her head back before saying “You want my tongue in your pussy don’t you bitch?” The man kept saying bitch, and I knew it was a bad word, so using it seemed wrong, but I couldn’t think of a word to replace it. I thought about saying ‘bad woman’ but it didn’t seem to really work. Mistress Angela surprised me by sort of screaming “Yes, eat me. Oh Jesus lick my pussy,” If my internal demon hadn’t been so in control, I think a nun begging for Jesus to lick her pussy would have thrown me off a little. But I really didn’t hear much, only remembering it later. Something wasn’t completely right because I was kind of pushing her face into the couch as I shoved my middle finger into her pussy hard. Then I licked her ear. That was really strange, her ear. I think if sister Beth hadn’t realized I had a problem, I would be totally crazy now, probably licking people’s ears in stores and stuff. But I did, and my fingers were making very vulgar noises as I shoved it into her place. In and out a lot, and really kind of hard. I finally got control and pulled back, flipping Mistress over again and lifting her legs to yank her panties off.She had some lines on her face from the couch cushions, but she was also very red and kind of drooling. I was somehow standing over her, her legs in my arms, looking up at me I said, “Oh yeah, that’s my hot little pussy.”The next part made me feel both good, and really bad. I sort of dropped to my knees and shoved my mouth against her pussy as she screamed really loud. I mean ear piercing loud, but it didn’t sound as loud to me because her legs came up to try and crush my head. That made me feel better about doing it to her, which is why she did it I’m sure. But… I orgasmed too. From putting my mouth on a woman’s vagina, which was really worse than an ear if you think about it. I was moaning and kind of crying in shame as her juices kind of flowed out and into my mouth. I really didn’t think about it since we are supposed to lick it clean for the ritual, it must have seemed natural to do. It was actually kind of nice, though again the taste aroused me like it had the first time. Though not immediately, since I was orgasming and licking her juices and moaning and crying as she squeezed my head with her legs and made those really loud screams.I don’t think we did that for too long before she kind of collapsed and her legs released my head. I licked her juices for a while, then peeked up to see her sort of staring at the wall, panting really fast. I eased out from between her legs and crawled over beside her head and said, “I’m sorry Mistress Angela, I tried to do what that movie showed, but I probably messed it up. Are you mad at me.”She really didn’t focus on me for a while, then her eyes drifted down as she caressed my face softly. Then I saw her gather herself as she said, “I’m not mad Betsy. I know you try as hard as you can and you can’t help not knowing how to do these things.” She sat up and pulled me up beside her to start licking my face clean. I had forgotten again. “You try so hard, and are such a sweet rus siirt escort girl, that I’ll try to set some time aside for you to practice some more during the evenings,” she said. I sort of cried a little and hugged her as she soothed me, sobbing thank you to her. I could feel her breasts on mine and hated myself for getting aroused again. “I think sister Beth is right and we can make this work,” Mistress Angela said, “I know you find it hard c***d, but I think using your mouth on my vagina really forced your body to work some of the stress and arousal out. I’d like you to continue that for a while before we try anything else,” That made me a little conflicted. I was happy that she was happy, but the mouth and vagina thing seemed wrong, though my body did find it arousing. I knew that because I was becoming aroused at the thought of doing it.She caressed my cheek thoughtfully, then said, “It’s early enough, I think you should ask young Leila if she will let you do that to her. I know it’s a terrible inconvenience for her, but if she will make that sacrifice for you fairly often, it should speed the process up,” Oh dear, Leila had done so much for me already that it seemed wrong to ask it of her. “A-are you sure Mistress? I hate to ask Leila to force herself to do this,” “The gift is in the giving dear,” Mistress said, “I believe Leila will receive back goodness greater than she offers. A sacrifice now is rewarded by plenty later,” I nodded, remembering that lesson. Perhaps Leila would get something nice later because she let me lick her vagina.”thank you Mistress,” I said.She kissed my forehead and helped me put my clothes together before sending me back to my room.Leila was sitting in bed reading when I came in. She dropped the book and hugged me tight with a big smile and said, “How did it go? Did Mistress help? Did she say you would be ok? Is there anything you need?” I had a hard time keeping up, but I tried, so I said, “Good, yes, probably, yes,” Leila blinked and looked at me suspiciously for a moment, so I said, “Was that wrong? I couldn’t remember all your questions,” She giggled then and said, “All right I think. So it went well, that’s great. Did you say you need something? I’ll do it, whatever it is I’ll do it for you.”That got me to crying a little at how nice she was, but she comforted me, even knowing that I got aroused when her breasts touched my face. I wiped the tears and said, “I-I know this is a lot to ask, but… but Mistress Angela said I should… you know do the mouth and vagina thing… well… often.””Oh,” Leila said, in a kind of discouraged voice before adding “You need someone to do that with?” I nodded miserably, but she shook herself and said, “Well were sisters now and if your sister won’t do that for you, who will?”That confused me a little, not really sure if that made sense, but really proud that she thought of us as sisters.”Ok,” Leila said, “let’s do this on your bed. I’ll lay back and you can do your practice work.””Thank you Leila,” I said shyly, knowing what a sacrifice this was. She just smiled and pulled her skirt and panties off, then shucked her top too for some reason, before lying naked on the bed. “Your clothes get sweaty if you leave them on,” she said.That made a lot of sense, and I got a lot of girl juice on mine with Mistress Angela. I pulled my clothes off, blushing as Leila looked at me. “Did anyone tell you it is cleaner to have someone shave your vagina hair?”I blushed but nodded yes and said, “Mistress Angela said I should ask you or Susan to do it”She grinned and patted her vagina as she said, “Well, we’ll get this done, and maybe be able to shave you in the morning,” I crawled onto the bed, sliding between her legs, blushing, but trying not to make her feel bad. When I hesitated, Leila said, “What did you do with Mistress Angela, didn’t you do this already,” That brought tears again as I said, “I-I was terrible. It was so awful for her,” Leila sat up and hugged me tight, her breasts rubbing mine. It was my first thought when she hugged me, that her breasts were touching me. God I hoped I didn’t suddenly start licking her ear or trying to crush her head.”It’s ok Betsy, I’ll show you first, then you can do it,” she wiped my tears from my cheeks and smiled hopefully at me “Ok?”I nodded and said, “I’m sorry you have to do this Leila,” in a soft voice”Anything for my sister,” she said brightly, guiding me to my back and settling down on her front, her face by my place and looking up to where my head was on the pillows. “I’m not very good either Betsy, but I’ll do what I can. Tell me if it hurts or you don’t like it,” she said I wanted to say I wouldn’t like it, but just having her face down there brought my demon out. My place was getting wet again, and I was kind of gasping for breath as I stared at her mouth. She gave me a warm smile as she started kissing the insides of my thighs, then kind of talked while she kissed “This helps I think to make it nicer. It seems rude to just put your tongue in someone’s pussy.” She paused then said, “Should I say pussy? sister Beth said you were supposed to, but I won’t if you don’t want me to,” My first response was kind of a grunting sound as she licked my thigh.I managed a gaspe,d “Ok… It… It’s ok…” “Great,” she said, licking a long line almost to my pl… pussy, getting a long moan from my demon.”Wow Betsy,” she said, as I felt her breath on my pussy, “you’re really wet”Then she kissed me right on my pussy. Her lips touched me there and they felt so warm and soft and hot and… and other things. When her tongue kind of slid between my pussy lips I gave a sort of sobbing scream and pushed my hips up into her face. It was so rude, but I didn’t even think about it, my pussy seeming to be drawn to her lips like they were magnetic. I was having a really hard time breathing, only able to draw in air in long gasps.Her tongue licked all the way up my pussy, drawing across my button, getting a spasm out of my body as I yelled something. She put her hands around my hips I think to keep me from banging her nose, and kept licking me. Her tongue drawing up slowly, pushing in as it passed my channel, then across my button. She did this a few times, wrestling with me as I began screaming ‘yes’ for some reason, then I orgasmed. My demon is really strong, so he picked my hips up even with Leila holding them, and I sort of pulled the covers loose from the bed. When the demon let me go my butt was hurting from clenching so hard, but the rest of me was so relaxed and happy it was amazing. I think I was toughening up some. Leila slid up beside me and I licked her face clean in a leisurely sort of way. I realized that I had tasted Leila’s, Susan’s, and Mistress Angela’s pussies. Oh god. My thighs kind of pushed together at the thought, so I forced myself to sit up and say to Leila “Thank you for doing that Leila. I’ll do it now if you’ll let me,” She gave me a quick kiss and laid down in front of me. I was surprised to see her place was wet with juices, but I shouldn’t have been. Leila was such a good person she probably tried really hard to get herself aroused for me.I laid down between her legs… then stopped. Her pussy was right there in front of my face. I had put my mouth on Mistress Angela’s pussy… uh… but didn’t really have time to enjoy… um… observe it. Leila was clean shaven like I was supposed to get, so everything was so clear and pretty looking. Her outer lips were a little engorged looking, and the inners slightly visible, though terribly wet. She was moaning softly for some reason, and I hoped she wasn’t trying to keep from being too disgusted. I was mesmerized I think, just staring at, and breathing on her pussy. Her wet… hot… girl’s pussy. I realized I was grunting in a breathy sort of way. Kind of a whimper as I couldn’t pull my eyes away.”God Betsy,” Leila moaned, “eat me…”What happened next was strange even for me. I think my demon took over because this wasn’t something I saw on TV, and I’m not normally an aggressive person, but… I attacked her. I wrapped my hands around her thighs and drove my face into her pussy, rubbing my face around and in it, trying to cover myself with her juices. I’m sure there was a perfectly reasonable explanation for why I wanted to do that, but I couldn’t remember it later.Leila was saying ‘oh god’ continuously as her hands grabbed my hair, but really, I wasn’t aware of her at all. Leila’s pussy, that’s what I saw, tasted, smelled and touched for the next eternity. I think I orgasmed while my face was still being covered, but eventually I began making growly sort of noises as I did a weird thing where I kind of grabbed her pussy lips in my lips and began tugging and worrying at them. She orgasmed while I was doing that, making me put my mouth over her pussy and try to swallow her juices. I want to say I did that because of the ritual, but that would be a lie. It was really because I was mostly insane and liked the taste. It aroused me. When she stopped flowing heavily, I began using my tongue to push in and force more out, letting it drive as deeply as possible. I haven’t mentioned before, but I have a deformed tongue. It’s really long. I can actually touch the tip of my nose with it; though that’s something I never do since I had the nickname noselicker-boogerpicker for a while until we moved.The tongue was useful now as I pushed in and started trying to lick every tiny part of her pussy. I was getting a little frantic in my growls and moans as I worked, but was quickly rewarded with more juice as Leila pulled really hard on my hair and screamed my name in a high pitched, and very piercing voice. I was having to hold her down as I felt the flow of juices over my tongue, pushing me into my own orgasm. We sort of yelled and thrashed for a while until we both kind of relaxed. I realized after a while that I was lying with my face in another girl’s place, so I blushed and slid up to lie beside Leila. We took turns licking each other’s face clean. “I’m sorry you had to do that Leila,” I said softlyWe were lying with our heads on the pillow facing each other. She was still kind of breathing heavy as she said, “It… it was actually good Betsy,” When I blinked in confusion she said, “I’ve been sort of aroused lately,” she shrugged shamefacedly as she added “I think because you are, but this really helped,” She reached up to touch my lips thoughtfully and said, “I think because you’re so sweet and nice I was able to relax and try to enjoy it as much as possible.”Her eyes got distant for a moment as she said, “I think it helped me while it helped you.””Do you really think so?” I asked hopefully. I hated having to get Leila and the others to do this stuff for me. I mean having to let me lick their pussies? I was really worried they would just tell me no and how awful I was. Maybe if I helped them while they helped me they wouldn’t hate me. She nodded and said, “I do. It was sort of magical, almost like you were given a gift to help me. Usually someone helping me with my arousal still leaves me a little aroused. I feel relaxed and happy right now.””Thank you,” I sobbed, hugging her tight We fell asleep together and when I woke up in the morning she was sort of holding me. She gave me a sweet smile and said we could shave my place now if I wanted. I looked down at my hair and wondered how you would shave your pla… pussy. Leila actually had a little flat stool that she set in the shower for me and an attachment that went on the shower head that turned it into a hand sprayer. She sprayed my place down, then lathered it with shaving cream, making me blush as I became aroused.”Nothing to worry about Betsy,” Sheila said as she began shaving me “It happens to a lot of girls,” My heart about stopped when Susan walked in, but Leila just smiled at her and said, “Hi Susan,” Susan came over to watch, making me blush as Leila’s fingers were touching my place, but Susan just said, “Leila’s really good at this Betsy, she does mine too.” “Oh,” I said, realizing it would be easier for someone else to do for you.”You two sounded like you did good last night,” Susan said with a smileThat made me blush and look down, but Leila said, “Don’t tease Susan. Betsy is trying really hard at this and I think she did it as well as anyone I’ve ever met.””Really?” Susan said with an approving smile for me, “and I wasn’t really teasing Betsy. I meant it when I said you did good. I’d like to be able to do that so well for my friends, but I think you have to be gifted or blessed to be able to make the people you care about feel good like that.” Wow. She thought I might be blessed in some way? “You… you don’t think I’m… well, a bad person?” I asked softly, still very aware of Leila’s fingers pushing against my place as she worked Susan made a scoffing noise and said, “Bad? No way Betsy. This is how our bodies work, no one will blame you for that, and if you’re not willing to help your friends with things like this, what kind of friend are you?””Oh,” I said slowly, trying to concentrate as Leila was finishing up by pulling my pussy lips tight as she shaved around them “Uh… do you… uh… do you really think so?”Susan knelt down by me and cupped my cheek as Leila rinsed me off and said, “Betsy, Mistress Angela helped you with this same thing right? I don’t think she would ever in a million years think to have you do something bad,” That made me cry and hug her as I realized she was right.When I pulled away Leila said, “You’re pretty aroused Betsy, do you want me to help you?” As I nodded ashamedly, Susan sighed and said, “I was just going to ask for your help,” Leila pulled me up and gave me a kiss on the cheek as she thought, then looked at me and said, “If you want, and Susan is ok with it, maybe you could practice on her while I use my hand to help you,” I blushed, but nodded yes meekly, hoping Susan wouldn’t be to disgusted to let me do that.”Of course it’s ok,” Susan said, “I’m sure Betsy would do it for me if I needed to”That got me to nod and say “I’ll do whatever you need Susan. Thank you for letting me do this, I know how hard it must be”She gave me a kind of suspicious look, but Leila said, “She really means it Susan, she’s not trying to say you’re a bad person””Oh,” Susan said, sort of stealing my stock answer”If you stand against the wall, Betsy kneel and use her tongue, and I can use my hand on her,” Leila said happily, pulling Susan to the wall, then guiding me forward. She kind of guided me to my knees, then knelt down directly behind me.Putting her face close to my ear she said, “Ok Betsy, just do what you did last night kind of, and I’ll work on getting you aroused a little before putting my fingers on your pussy,” Getting me aroused? I was very aroused I thought, kind of panting a little already. As I put my hands on Susan’s thighs and leaned forward, Leila reached around and cupped both my breasts with her hands. I stopped to moan loudly as she must have pushed my demon out of my breasts and into me. Luckily Susan put her hands on my head and guided me to her place. She was very wet too, making me feel bad that I hadn’t offered to help earlier. Her pussy was a lot like Leila’s, but her outer lips were tighter seeming, though I could actually see her clit kind of peeking at me. When my lips touched her pussy she let out a loud groan at the same time I did. Leila was really squeezing and fondling my breasts, making my body want to kind of slide forward and rub itself against Susan’s leg. Susan tasted delicious. Oh lord, I could hardly breath as I savored her flavor on my tongue, moaning and grunting as Leila squeezed my breasts, and I realized now, began rubbing her pussy against my ass.Since I couldn’t really breath anyway, I went ahead and let my tongue begin drawing along Susan’s lips, licking up her juices, eventually pushing in to get more. She gave a high pitched squeal as my tongue pushed deep inside her and curled to pull more juice out. When Leila slid a hand down to my pussy, she kind of pulled it back as she pushed her pussy forward. She was making really weird noises as she squeezed my breast, ran a finger along my pussy, and rubbed her pussy against my ass.I was pushing in deep with my tongue, holding Susan still with my hands as I grunted and growled into her pussy, the juices flowing heavily now. I wanted more and more so I kept probing with my tongue, and after a couple of times, realized that a spot inside made her moan loudly and get juicier. After that I stroked over it every time I went by it. She was kind of grinding my face into her as she began yelling ‘oh god’ really loudly.Susan orgasmed with a very loud scream that I didn’t understand, but the couple of squirts of her juice were incredible, making me sob with excitement as I swallowed and licked frantically. Leila’s finger was actually poking inside me as she really fondled my breast. It was while I was busy licking and sobbing that she leaned forward and stuck her tongue in my ear.sister Beth must have told her to do that, because Leila was much to sweet and caring to have thought of it on her own. But I really did have some kind of weird ear thing, because as soon as she did I pushed my face into Susan’s pussy and screamed loudly as my orgasm pushed me close to death again. I was barely aware of Susan sort of sagging over me as Leila began frantically rubbing her pussy against my ass before orgasming with a high pitched steam whistle kind of noise. She froze with one hand on my breast, another in my place, and her mouth on my ear as she covered my ass with her juices. It’s embarrassing to say, but I was kind of drifting, my mouth sort of lazily licking Susan as I mumbled and drooled and thought about whether Leila would have to lick her juices off my ass.I was a little out of it, just following Leila as we went back to the room and put on some clothes, but the knock on our door made me blink back to awareness. Jessie, one of the other girls in our class poked her head in and said, “Hey Leila, sister Beth wanted you and Betsy to come by her office this morning.”Leila smiled and said, “Ok, thanks Jessie,” before turning and saying to me, “you ready?” When I nodded she took my hand and walked with me to sister Beth’s office. I was feeling shy and confused now, remembering the things we had done in the shower. It had seemed right at the time, but now I was having trouble understanding why I did those things. I blushed as I remembered pushing my tongue into Susan’s… place.sister Beth looked up from her desk with a warm smile for us and waved us to the chairs in front of her. She gave me an appraising look, probably checking to see if I was going to do something crazy, then turned to Leila and asked “Is everything going well Leila?””Oh yes ma’am,” Leila said with a proud smile for me “Betsy did great. She’s really special and helped both me and Susan. She’s the nicest and most helpful person I know,” I blushed really hard at that, almost crying I was so happy at what she said. Sheila squeezed my hand when I looked down and said, “Don’t be shy Betsy, it’s the truth.””I agree,” sister Beth said softly, looking at me with a soft smile when I looked up. “Mistress Angela said the same thing, so I’m feeling pretty hopeful we’re on the right path.” That made my heart thump, realizing she meant I might not go crazy after all. “How do you feel right now Betsy?” sister Beth askedI paused in shock when I realized I felt good, not aroused our crazy at all. In fact I had felt good since… since the shower. I looked at Sheila for a second, catching her smile of encouragement as I turned to sister Beth to say “Really good sister.” That got a proud smile from her as she said, “Excellent. I think we need to focus on your sweet and giving nature more Betsy. Trying to solve your arousal problems by just concentrating on you just makes you feel guilty I think,” What? I looked at the sister in confusion, but she just nodded and said, “You need to feel you are helping other people when you do these things Betsy. I would guess you felt best after helping other people with their arousal, am I right.,I looked at Sheila again, thinking about what the sister had said. Did I? I was always embarrassed when I did that, and my Demon seemed to take over most times, but… but it did seem like I was always aroused after Sheila helped me, but felt relaxed and happy when we helped each other.”I-I think so,” I mumbled.”You do Betsy,” Sheila said brightly “It’s like you glow when you’re helping me. I always think you feel bad when it’s just me helping you, but when you do it for me you seem so… so angelic,” Huh? Did she say angelic… as in angels? I blinked in confusion as she smiled at me, then turned to look at sister Beth as she said, “So what I would like to do is to start having you spend time helping other people with their arousal, and see if we can build on that,” I was really confused again. She wanted me to do… what I had done with Shiela with more people? “What?” I asked finally.sister Beth smiled and looked at me like I was slow as she said, “Help other people. Mistress Angela said you were such a sweet and smart girl, and you did so well with her,” Mistress Angela said that? Wow, that was really good. I perked up a little, glad to hear she hadn’t thought I was a total maniac ready to lick ears and crush heads after all. sister Beth looked at Sheila and said, “Sheila, do you think Betsy can do this?””Oh yes,” Sheila said excitedly.Looking back at me sister Beth said, “I’d like you to report to Mistress Angela Betsy and let her show you what to do, then I’d like you to spend this weekend working with the other sisters, ok?”Um… what? Show me what to do? I blinked for a second, then said, “Uh… ok sister.”sister Beth gave me that look like I was slow in the head, but smiled and waved Sheila and I out.”This is great Betsy,” Sheila bubbled as we held hands and walked up the stairs to the Mistresses rooms.”It is?” I asked in confusion.”Of course,” Betsy said, “sister Beth would never have let you do this if she didn’t think you were… um…” she trailed off, but I realized what she meant and I smiled a little. Safe. She meant sister Beth thought I might not be dangerous. “Yeah,” I said slowly, then looked at her and said, “Thank you Leila.”We stopped at the Mistresses door as Leila pulled me in for a hug and whispered “You’re my best friend Betsy and I want you to be better. I’ll make you better.”That got me to crying a little as I said, “You’re the best friend I’ve ever had.”We eventually calmed down and Sheila gave me a soft kiss on the lips as she left, saying “Learn everything Mistress tells you and I’ll see you later.”I sighed a little as I realized her kiss had made me aroused again. A long way to go I thought, before my Demon is under control.Mistress Angela was in a robe with her hair down when she let me in with a smile, guiding me back to the couch I had done those… things to her on. I sat down next to her as she said, “sister Beth is very hopeful and thinks she has found the best way to bring you through this crisis Betsy.”I was sitting very upright and proper, trying to keep Mistress Angela from thinking I was sloppy or… crazy. I nodded but didn’t say anything as she continued “So I think we will try a slightly different approach today, and if it works, have you apply it to the other sisters,” she frowned a little as she said, “But you must be very sure you want to do this Betsy, the sisters are making a great sacrifice to do this for you and I don’t want them to that for nor purpose.””I do Mistress,” I said.She looked into my eyes for moment, then said, “I’ll demonstrate what you should do, then I want you to show me you can do it. If I think you have learned how, and are serious about making the effort, I will ask the other sisters to make this sacrifice for you,” “Thank you Mistress,” I whispered, a little overwhelmed at how much people were willing to do for me. I could tell Mistress Angela really didn’t want to do this and it made me feel guilty to think it was my fault. Mistress Angela sighed, then took my hand and led me into her bedroom. It had a very large bed in the middle that had tall wooden posts at each corner, and… I blinked to be sure, but the ceiling above the bed was a mirror. “Wha…” I started, but Mistress said, “It is to remind me that the Lord is always watching over me.” Oh. I stared at the mirror for a second and realized that made a lot of sense. I was surprised my parents hadn’t done this.”Now,” Mistress said, then waited for me to look back at her before continuing “You did well yesterday when you filled the role of the husband, but I want you to be comfortable with a more caring method.”I blushed fiercely, knowing she was talking about how the things I had done to her were very violent. I should have known it would make me seem crazy… or at least more crazy. “No,” she said, putting her hand on my chin so she could look me in the eye “You did well, and a wife may find her husband reacting in such a fashion, but I will show you other methods.” “Um…” I muttered, trying to figure that out. A husband did that?She smiled and said, “Now Betsy, I will fill the role of a loving husband and you will be a willing wife, ok?”Oh, ok,” I said slowly, not sure what she meant. Mistress stepped up and put her hand behind my head as she leaned in and gave me a soft kiss. She was taller than me and her hair sort of covered my face as she did it, but I was very aware of her breasts pushing against me through her robe. When her tongue slid into my mouth I moaned a little and put my arms around her. Willing wife she said and the words kind of went through my brain over and over as her hands pulled me tight to her and her tongue sort of swirled around in my mouth. She did this for a short time, then she stepped back a smiled at me as she said, “Very good Betsy, now I want you to pretend you are trying to make your husband excited for you. Take your clothes off slowly while I watch.”I blinked in confusion for a moment as she sat on the edge of the bed and looked at me. Excite my husband? I wasn’t really sure what that meant, but I tried to do what she said, reaching up to unbutton my blouse. I was blushing furiously but my… place was becoming damp for some reason. I undressed every night so I shouldn’t be getting aroused from doing it now. Maybe I was better at pretending Mistress was my husband than I thought.When I pushed my blouse off Mistress licked her lips as my bra was exposed. Was that good? I reached down and slipped my skirt off my hips and let it slide down to pool at my feet, sort of covering my place with my hand, afraid Mistress would see the spot.”You’re doing good Betsy, now the rest,” she said with an encouraging smile.I hesitated, but reached back and unhooked my bra and let it slide off, then dropped my hands when she nodded for me to do so. She licked her lips again and reached out to grab my hips and pull me toward her.”Men find a woman’s form arousing dear,” Mistress said, looking up at me, her lips only inches from my bosom.”Disrobing like this in front of him will generally excite him and make him eager to enjoy his wife’s body,” Mistress said. Then she did something that made my demon moan and take control for a second. She leaned forward and her mouth wrapped around my left nipple. My head tilted back and I panted loudly as her tongue lapped over it as it pushed out. Her hands held me in place as she began licking, then sucking on my breast. Her lips went to the side and she sucked on it, drawing the skin up and getting a loud moan from me. My knees began bending a little as my place began itching and throbbing. My demon was disappointed when Mistress sat back and looked up at me. There were cold spots on my breast where it was damp from her mouth. My eyes were half closed and I was panting wildly when I looked down again.”Very good,” Mistress said calmly “I think we can make this work. I was afraid you would not want me to do this, and I don’t want to make myself do these things if you won’t benefit from it,” I was still having trouble thinking, but I understood how hard this was for her and said, “Please mistress, I’ll do whatever I need to, to keep from going crazy.””Ok Betsy,” she said with a sigh. “I’ll do the rest.” She pulled me forward and guided me to lie back in the middle of the bed. I laid there with my hands at my sides as she slid next to me, then leaned over and began kissing me again. This time though, when her tongue went in my mouth her hand came up to cup my breast. I kind of whimpered into her mouth as her warm hand began kneading and fondling me. did this for a couple of minutes as I tried to control my demon, though he was making my hips move up and down some. She eventually began kissing the side of my face, then my ear as I turned my head slightly. I groaned loudly as she pushed her tongue into my ear, making me almost cry at how messed up I was and how nice she was to do this for me. She had to be really unhappy to do be forced to do these things.When she moved back to kissing my mouth again, her hand slipped off my breast and down my belly. When her fingers touched my panties I began making uh-uh noises into her mouth, which turned into squeaks as her fingers slid over them and came to rest on the wet spot over my place. Mistress Angela’s fingers began stroking my place slowly as she leaned down to kiss my neck. I was making weird grunting sounds in rhythm with the way her finger was moving and for some reason was very aware of the feel of her lips on my neck. I was making so much noise that I think Mistress felt bad for me because she was making moaning noises to cover mine up.Her hand slid back upwards to the top of my panties, then eased under them to slide back down and her fingers slipped between my… place.”Oh… uh… oh mistress,” I sort of squealed as her fingers pressed into me a little. Her mouth moved down and wrapped around my nipple again as one of her fingers began pushing into my p-pussy. I couldn’t really catch my breath as it felt like little bolts of lightning was shooting between my nipple and my pussy. Her finger felt so big as it pulled out a little, then pushed back in. My demon began yelling words as my hips pushed up and down and my head was tossing back and forth. Mistress did this for a couple of minutes as I began sort of pushing myself up the bed and was screaming something… I think it might have been a bad word, but I’m not sure. Then the orgasm swept through me. My whole body tightened up and I let out a loud scream as I felt my juices squirt out of me, but it was really odd with her finger inside as my pussy clamped down really hard. Then she sort of bit my nipple a little which should have been really weird, but caused my demon to really go crazy and try to make me float off the bed as I squirted more woman juices. When the orgasm passed, I collapsed back on the bed, panting as Mistress slid her hand out of my panties. I caught my breath when she began kissing her way down my body, her lips so soft and her tongue so hot as it slipped out to lick me her and there. I was still sort of floating from the orgasm as she knelt between my legs and slowly slid my panties off. My eyes were half closed as I watched her do it. She was kneeling, her head down and her hair falling free and tickling my skin periodically. She let out another soft moan as my panties slid past my place, probably unhappy about what she was making herself do. She slid them off my legs, then let her hands run up and down my legs before sliding lying face down between my legs, her mouth over my place. She looked up into my eyes, then stared at me as her mouth came forward to fasten on my pussy. We both moaned loudly and I pushed my head back as I felt her tongue slip between my pussy lips.END

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