File: REVEL.TXT
Chapter 8 of the St Cunatus saga

                        Alina's Revelation


In the corridor outside the clinic, the Crest members and the other sisters
follow Alina away and up the stairs to her office.
No-one speaks. Alina seems almost grim, the sisters are carefully neutral,
and though the guests are all dying to know what transpired in the clinic 
between Alina and the girl with the object in her cunt, they sense it best
to simply follow for the moment.

Reaching the Mother Superior's work rooms above the hall, they file in,
to a warm and scholarly setting. There is a large fireplace in one wall, with
a comfortable assortment of old but solidly build lounges and chairs arrayed
about it. Aside from the large windows to the right, now draped for the
night, and another door, all the remaining wall space is entirely taken with
glass-fronted bookshelves and cupboards. A utilitarian desk and filing
cabinet sit in the far corner, by a window but facing past it to the
entrance and fireplace. In the only obvious concession to the twentieth
century, a small colour TV is squeezed in among the books on one open shelf.
The fire has almost died down.

Alina moves to build up the fire, but Garth, who is standing nearest the 
woodbox, interceeds. "No, no, if I may?'
Alina> "Yes, thank you. If anyone would care for some refreshment, there is
a refrigerator in that cabinet. Some of the local fruit juices are quite 
delicious, though after that dinner I couldn't manage even a sip. Does anyone
care to? No? Well, let us not waste time then, as we may still have quite a
bit to get done tonight. Please, everyone, take a seat, make yourselves at 
home. I just want to check something first, won't take a moment."
She walks over to the file cabinet, and indexes through the contents of one 
drawer till she finds her object and withdraws a sheet of paper. For a moment
she studies it, then replaces it with a "Hmpf! Tsk tsk" Shaking her head.

Returning to the group seated around the fire, she sits, and begins:
"Thankfully, the sort of thing you have just seen downstairs is quite rare at 
this school. In fact, and I speak in truth, that is quite the most blatent 
case of self abuse I can recall from all my years here. The coincidence of it
happening tonight, with guests present, is simply astounding. The Lord moves 
in mysterious ways indeed. I hope you do not let it colour your impressions.

However, with such a large group of young ladies, physically mature but not
yet fully responsible, such things can happen. And do, from time to time.
We do our best to guide them away from any temptations, to keep such thoughts
from entering their heads in the first place. Still, the world outside is
becoming more filled with the devil's works every year, especially since
Namorba's satelite TV link started up a couple of years ago. Hmpf! Some of
the programs that brings in! I can quite understand your wish to take on the
running of this school. Certainly, there are few enough places left where one
can be relatively free of such pollution.

Sadly, the corruption spreading outside St Cunatus has often touched our
young cares before they come to us. Certain attitudes, totally unsuited to
the minds of propper young ladies, seem to be ever more prevalent among our
students of late. Were we to allow these ways to remain uncorrected, we would 
be failing in our duty to the girls, their parents, a civilized society,
and most of all, our Lord.

I expect you are wondering how exactly we do go about such correction?"
(She glances about, and several present nod 'yes, they were wondering'.)
Alina continues: "Well, before I go into our methods, it is perhaps best if
I go back over some of the history of the school.

As you know, this school was founded well over a hundred years ago, primarily
to educate the daughters of Western visitors and residents of Namorba. In the 
event, such was the success of the school in moulding girls into finely 
cultured women, that as word of the school spread among the colonials, many
of our students were sent from states quite far away. For our school offered
(and still does) something that schools in the home countries could not
truly offer.

That is the ability to deal with matters of discipline in our own way, free
from the busybody interference of misguided reformers, regulators, and
Godless social revolutionaries. This freedom stems from our location here
in Namorba, where, if you are not aware of it, there are no such legalistic 
foolishnesses as many countries have enacted. Only here is the natural right
of parents to direct the nature of their children's moral and religious
upbringing still undiluted. The cult of so called 'sexual freedom', so
obviously the work of the dark one, has no toehold here, and never has.

For, together with the freedom to act as we see fit, the Sisters of the Order
of Saint Cunatus have, through God's guidance, never failed in the _will_ to
act, and to act as the occasion demands, in our judgement. With God's aid,
the Order has served almost continuously to operate the school in a righteous
and upright manner. Yet it is an unfortunate fact that sometimes, some young
girl or other will stray into ways that are unacceptable, and in these cases
we are obliged to apply corrective measures.

At the time this school was founded, it was widely accepted that correction
for a certain class of misdemeanours, ones involving sexual impropriety, 
should be quite vigourous, and should in general be of a form to match the
nature of the fault. That this may require the temporary setting aside of
some of the social rules of day to day life is only to be expected. 

The founders of this school were aware of this possibility, and had the 
foresight to set down their thinking on these matters as part of the school's
policy. Of course, the matter does not lend itself to precise definition,
however, they were able to convey their standing clearly enough, that parents
who felt similarly (and especially those who had encountered such problems
already in their daughters) vied to obtain places at St Cunatus.
Since that beginning, we have really never had to advertise our position on
this issue, for it seems to be handed on by word of mouth among those who
maintain the standards of better days.

The only practical manifestation of this congruence of beliefs, is in the
standard entrance papers that a girl's parents sign before she can be sent
here. It is a vaguely worded section, open to a number of interpretations,
but we always ascertain in our interviews that the parents fully understand
it's central intent before signing.
Fundamentally, they must grant us the right to deal with the girls entirely
as we see fit, for the duration of their stay, with no exceptions whatever. 
We find that given our reputation for the finely cultured and educated
demeanour of our graduating students, this presents very few parents with
any difficulty. Of those who do hesitate, we judge whether they may be 
receptive to our way of doing things. Those who are likely not, we simply
pass over. The others are given an oportunity to examine our records of
the cases where unusual discipline has been required, and the details of
it's application. This invariably results in their acceptance of the
conditions, and we find that those so appraised of our full range of 
disciplines are the ones most likely to pass on a good word for the school
to other prospective patrons.

Indeed, sometimes we find that parents may be at their wit's end, trying to
deal with some particularly wayward girl, and the promise we provide of
strict correction is a salvation to their hopes. Though I must admit, some
of the requests we get! Some parents seem to have very strange ideas about
our methods. Very strange. Anyway, there is a section on the entry papers
where the Sister accepting the enrollment may note if there is any indication
of such behavioural problems in the girl's home life. I checked the girl
Amber's paper just now, and was none too surprised to find that there is in
fact such evidence. Usually, there are no details entered, just a note that
extra care may be required. In this case, and I can't think why no-one had
brought it to my attention, there is a specific account of the girl being
spied in the pantry of her home, with a carrot in her vagina.
Yes, it shocked me too. The note makes much of the length of the vegetable
as well, and goes on that she was observed to abuse herself for some time
before her poor shocked mother could bring herself to intervene.
It seems to have quite outraged her unlucky mother, who arranged for Amber's
enrollment forthwith. The note mentions that her mother made very clear that
we were to spare no effort in her reformation. Well, there will be no more of
that sort of behaviour from this girl."

Alina pauses for a long moment, staring into the fire. She did not catch the
quick glance that passed between the Sisters Clair and Anne seated by the
fire at the mention of the carrot. Sarena is deeply shocked, and Valoria
looks simply determined, but these two seem more, amused, perhaps. A trace
of anticipation?

She looks up and glances around at the Crest members, appologeticly.
Alina> "It was my intention to bring this up, soon, but the subject is a 
difficult one, and well... I was uncertain if the realization that you would
be taking on such unexpected responsibilities might... discourage you?"

There is a general stout assurance of their readiness to shoulder the burden, 
and so on, from about the room. She must not be concerned, do continue...


Alina> "Ah, that is a relief, to know you are not of the squeemish sort who
so often make such a hopeless mess of things these days. No idea, not a one
of them. We here, however, understand that when required, no effort is too
great in the Lord's work, and no momentary unpleasantness should deflect
our resolve.

Perhaps, we can even see the Lord's hand in this evening's distressing events.
For when better for you to be introduced to the full diversity of this 
establishment's operation? Certainly, since you have seen the reality of what 
may occur with such young but physically maturing girls, I shall find it 
easier to discuss the details of our methods. It is really very important
that their tradition be carried on, for I feel that it is a central and 
irreplaceable element of the school's nature and success. Not to mention that
it has a vital place in the correct upbringing of at least some of the girls.


Actually, I was thinking that rather than simply discuss our methods at some
future date, you might care to be present at a demonstration? This would not
normally be possible to arrange, since we obviously cannot know when a girl
will bring a punishment on herself. Tonight presents the very oportunity 
though! Amber's actions are quite severe enough to warrant immediate action.
First I should warn you though. This will involve a great deal of animalistic
and base behaviour. You must be prepared to confront the fundamental sexual
nature of the young woman, stripped bare of all social conventions, and 
clothes too, for that matter. There will be considerable explicit language
used, and very likely quite a lot of most unrestrained noises. Her ordeal
will involve both severe pain and extreme stimulation of the sexual system.
It will not be an experience for the weakhearted. If any of you feel that you
would find this too disturbing, feel free to decline, I will quite understand.
Trully, it is an event that not many of the Sisters would care to be involved
in, even if they were permitted to be present. Generally I am assisted only
by Valoria, though sometimes also by Clair and Anne. Most of the other
Sisters are excluded, and are unaware of many of the details of special
disciplines at this school. For instance, Sareena, you have never experienced 
this, have you? I think you should be present this time, since she is 
from your dormitory, but do you think you are prepared for it?"

Sareena hesitates for an awkward time, then> "Yes. I believe.... er, yes,
should attend, after all... she is in my, my care..."

Alina, to the Crest members> "Good. Well, now it's up to you to decide."


There is a long silence, as the Crest members each try to work out how to 
graciously and reluctantly accept. Without appearing too eager, that is.

Eve finds it necessary to spend some moments with her face obscured, blowing 
her nose, to disguise the irrepressable grin that finally breaks past her
control. At least it ends the difficult silence. As she excuses herself, the
others begin to find their words, and allow that they should be able to bear
such unpleasantness in a worthy cause.


Alina> "Well then, let us begin at once. We shall return to the clinic and 
collect the miscreant, then on to a place we normally do not reveal to 
outsiders. Even the girls are only vaguely aware of it's existance, though
some rumors do get about from time to time. Certainly none of them know of 
it's exact whereabouts, and I expect it will come as quite a surprise to you.
Perhaps you may care to try and guess where we might carry out such
disciplines as I have implied?" She rises, and walks toward the door,
holding it open for them.

As they file out, the Cresters ponder the question. Having seen, or thought 
they had seen, over most of the school grounds, it was an interesting puzzle.
The school lands were quite extensive, some several thousand acres, most of
which still retained it's original form. The buildings, playing fields, and
so on of the school proper were clustered in a gently sloping shallow valley
about mile or two in from the Eastern boundary, on their own access road.
So far as they knew, there were no other buildings on the entire property.
A few side roads branched out from the school itself, to places such as the
weir on the small river that ran through the Western quarter, and also a
fine sandy swimming hole a little downstream of the weir. 
Certainly the maps they had bought of the area showed no other major 
structures, other than the old ruined fort on a hill upvalley. But they knew 
there was no road or path to that anymore. Surely too, it would not be far
from the school, since Alina obviously intended that they would be going
there now, and it was already past nine.
Tony> "Perhaps somewhere in the South wing, Alina?"
Wendy> "But that's where we're staying! I couldn't see anywhere there that,
well, that might be suitable. You can hear the girls in the other wing, too, 
when they shout, so surely..."
Tony> "We didn't look around much upstairs though. Maybe there's a closed in 
room up there?"
Alina> "No. Not even warm. Keep trying."
June> "Is it some where away from here, on one of the side roads?"
Alina> "Ah! No, I should have mentioned it's quite close. We won't need to
use a vehicle to get there."
Mike> "Oh, I know! What about up in the roof above us? Thats quite a large 
space, you must use it for something. Do you have a soundproofed room up 
there?"
Alina> "No, no, hah! Yes you are right about the large space, but we don't
use it for anything. There's only one way to get up there, and that's almost
a ladder. Very steep and narrow little set of stairs. There were some plans
to use it as an extra gymnasium, or dance area, but there just wasn't really 
the need. Nothing up there now but a lot of dust, and you should feel how hot
it gets in summer!.... It's not in any of the other roof spaces either."

No-one else could think of anything for the moment, and the group continues
on in silence, back down the main stairs to the ground floor.

Garth is thinking to himself: 'Hmm.. With anyone else, I'd say they must have
a dungeon stashed away somewhere, but here? At a girl's school? And how do
you ask a nun if she has a dungeon? Not that we are supposed to know about 
things like that either. Oh well, just have to wait and see...'



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