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Chapter 16 of the St Cunatus saga

                       A Long First Night


It is nearly ten thirty that first night at St Cunatus before Eve, Wendy
and June are tucked exhausted and satisfied into their beds. Now there
is only Sue's punishment to be metted out. 
Sue is kneeling by the bed, legs still held wide by the spreader bar, ankles
crossed, hands tied. The elastic strap and clips still pull her starved sex
open in a begging cry. She is the only one who has not come all evening.
She is very obviously the only one who still wants to come: her rigid
nipples and swollen, stretched sex show that, even if her expectant
expression did not make it obvious enough.

The males all gather round her.
David> "Well darling, that was well done. So now it's your turn."
He bends to remove the spreader, and the others untie her wrists and ankles.
They help her to her feet. As she rises her hand goes to her sex, perhaps to
soothe her desperate need, perhaps to ease the tension of the elastic holding
her sex open like a pinned scarlet butterfly.
With a relieved look, she askes "Oh, at last! You don't know how much I
need it right now. I'm sorry I was greedy before, but now it's my turn
again!" Now there is no doubt, she is sliding two fingers back and forth in
her cleft, pleasuring her clit.

David> "Well... I see that your need is still as hot as ever. Is this how
you renounce greed? Maybe... Hmmm...  Well, I did have something special
planned, but perhaps you don't deserve it since you are so determined to
be good, eh?" (There is a watchful intensity in his gaze at her, but she
is now more distracted by the feel of her hand in her sex, and does not
sense any double meaning.)
Sue> "Ohh.. Yes, thank you... Maybe I could just have a quick come instead,
then we could all go to sleep? Its been a long day, hasn't it? Unnn.."
She leans up against David, one arm around him and smiles at her husband
warmly. Her other hand still moves slowly in her slit. The other men
watch, careful to keep neutral expressions, since they sense David is
planning something.

David> "Well, OK. But you definately don't deserve a treat. I know! You
just lie back on this bed, spread your legs, and give yourself a cum.
We'll just watch, OK? Oh, wait, I'm thirsty - anyone for drinks first?
(some nods) OK Sue, just a second while I fetch them. Stay right there!"

He and Mike step into the small kitchen to fetch the drinks, while Garth and
Tony stay and softly fondle Sue, running their fingertips up and down her
back, stomach and breasts. Tony slips a finger into the elastic strip at
her back, and gives it slow tugs, pulling on her labia via the clips.

Then David is back, and hands a drink to Sue as he raises his own.
David> "A toast! Here's to the young ladies of St Cunatus, and their
great potential!" A clinking of glasses, and they all drink to that.

When all have finished, Garth takes the glasses and David gently urges
Sue backwards onto the bed. "Now, my dear hungry one, go for it! Give
us a good show. Oh, leave those clips as they are, the display is most
enjoyable. Lay back and pleasure yourself for our pleasure too."

Sue needs no second urging, and with a sigh of long withheld lust, sinks
back and begins working her fingers in her sex in earnest. Her other hand
slides up along her smooth stomach to her breasts, and begins pinching and
pulling at her swollen nips. She closes her eyes in satisfaction as her
hips begin to lift rythmicly, buttocks tensing and relaxing as her heat
rises. Soon her sex is a blur of fingers, diddling her rigid clit, slipping
down and into her dripping cunt, twirling and teasing. Now her moans rise
from breathy whispers to full throated crys, and the time of her climax
is clearly soon.
Her long frustrated evening has left her very sensitive, for her progress up
orgasm's front path is very rapid. Within only a couple of minutes she is
gasping, building to the peak, when there is a sudden 'hissssss' sound, and
a wash of cold on her open sex and fingers. She is just starting to jerk her
head up open-eyed to see what has happened, when there is another pair of
short hisses and an identical cold wash on the tips of her breasts. She finds
it comes from a small spray can David is already putting away in a bag.
Her breasts and crotch are feeling even more cold, if that is possible.

Sue> "What...? What is that?"
David> "Oh, just a little medical aid. Think nothing of it. Please continue."
Sue> "But... it sure feels cold... Why..?
David> "Thats just the propellant. It will pass in a moment. I just wanted
to show you something. You'll see. Continue."

She looks at him doubtfully for a moment, then the pulsing need deep
inside her reminds her how close she was. 'Oh well, I guess I will..'
she thinks as she sinks back again and restarts her fingers at their
slippery work. Sure enough, the coldness vanishes in a moment leaving the
same swollen, itching need that she must stroke to relieve.
Moments later she is huffing and humping again, eyes closed, the spray
forgotten. She does not see David pull another vibrator from the bag,
and proceed to nonchalantly smear it's deeply grooved surface with a cream
from a tube also from the bag. When it is finished, lots of cream deep in
the grooves, he places it silently near her tensing form on the bed.

A few more moments pass. Sue seems to be getting very close, or at least
is becoming very vigorous in her hand actions at cunt and nipples. Her
moans now are acquiring a desperate, frantic tone. Tormented even.
Definately not the gasps of one about to come - more like the pants of
someone who urgently needs to, but _cannot_ come!

Suddenly, without stopping her blurring masturbation, she wails "Oh! What
have you done to me? I can hardly feel it! Oh damm! Ohh what... uh have
you done?"

David> "Well, my lustfull little minx, I'm still not satisfied that you
have seen the error of your selfish ways today. So you get the little
reward I had planned for you after all. Its like this. You neglected your
duties in favour of your own pleasure. So now you shall have none. That
was a slow acting anesthetic. Long lasting, too. It should wear off in
about three hours. But by then you'll be asleap from the mickey I put in
your drink. You should start to feel that in, oh, about an hour.
Till then, I suggest you relish the joys of frustration."
He pauses, as she looks at him, at them, in sex-slowed comprehension.
He adds "Oh, one other thing. There was an aphrodesiac in the drink too.
Don't expect your lust to die down from its present level just because
your clit or nipples are a bit numb. After all, wouldn't want you to
forget what got you in trouble! Now, we've got stuff to do, so you can
stay here on the bed till you go to sleep. Feel free to try anything you
like, I'm not saying you can't come. Who knows, you might still make it."

With that he lifts one of her legs onto the bed, produces a handcuff, and
locks her ankle to the foot of the bed. "Sweet dreams darling. I'll be back
later and tuck you in." He also unclips the elastic cunt lip stretcher and
drops it on the floor. It has served its purpose.

Sue flings her head back onto the bed in disgust. "Nwoghhhh! OH HELL!"
Again she pounds her head back a few more times in anger, then tries a few
moments of frantic cunt rubbing - a test of her numbness. Sure enough, the
rough frigging of her still rigid clit can hardly be felt, and she sits up
again, still working at herself for the little good it does. She glances
wildly around, then at David. "Anything? I can try whatever I like?"

David> "Sure. Like I said, we've got stuff to do. You are on your own.
Good luck." Still, he makes no move to go.
Sue looks pleased, and sudenly snatches up the vibrator lying on the bed.
"Well, hah! Look what we have here. Maybe you made a mistake there. Now
off you go, I've got stuff to do too."

David looks a little put out. "Oops, me and my promises. Oh well, it could
have worked. But I guess we'll stay a moment longer. Always fun to watch
you make it, darling." He smiles goodnaturedly, as one does when losing
graciously. Meanwhile Sue has lain back down with a victorious flump,
spread her legs, and thrust the vibrator into her aching love channel
with a flourish. Getting a good grip on the end of the plastic dong, she
sets to rodgering herself with gusto. And with satisfied moaning and
raising of her curvaceous hips. Its not long before she remembers to
turn it on, too.

The thrusting, buzzing and moaning continues for several long minutes, and
again she seems to be rising to a frenzied peak. Then suddenly she freezes.
Through clenched teeth, Sue speaks> "You... you... tricked me."
David> "Yup. You got it. And now you have a numb cunt too. I'm glad you
are taking it so well, since you have been getting very close to a
reprimand for rudeness too. Anyway, enjoy your next.. oh three quarters
of an hour. I suggest you spend it in consideration of your wifely duty
to apply your mind and body to the needs of your husband when he wishes it."


With that, David and the others walk away into the next connecting bedroom,
closing the door and turning off the light on Sue. She is left in the dark,
with the curious sensation of a burning heat in her sex, but an almost
complete lack of sensation from the touch of her hands and the fat, grooved
prong buried in her twat. She lies still, quivering a little now and then,
absently stroking herself for the faint echo of pleasure it gives.
Her thoughts are far from settled.

What seems like a very long time later, she feels a wave of tiredness
falling onto her, and the unquieted urgent throbbing in her sex drifts
off into the darkness of sleep.

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Back at the video monitors, the men have pulled up some chairs and are
having a quiet discussion before bed. Mike idly flips the channel selection
back and forth between the naked, splayed and sleeping Mother Superior
Alina with the cucumber still projecting from her slit, and Amber, also
sleeping soundly, the youthful curves of her waist and thighs outlined
by the thin coverings.
They spend a while marvelling at the day's revelations, and their good
fortune.

Tony> "So who was it thought this deal was a waste of time, then?"
David> "OK, OK. I was wrong. Boy, was I ever wrong! Next time you want
to make a crazy phone call, I'll just shut up. So what's your next
brilliant idea?"
Tony> "Just stay with the plan, I think. Still don't think we dare do
much till the transfer is complete and the nuns are over the horizon.
But those secret passages! Phew! Unbelievable."

Garth> "Yeah, they'd bear further investigating. How about we say that
since we didn't know about them, and they may affect the structural
integrity of the buildings, we want to do a thorough examination ourselves?
They should buy that."

Mike> "Yeah! I for one want to get a camera into the other Sister's rooms
like yesterday. If the respected Mother Superior is so hot, what are the
others like in the privacy of their rooms? Especially that Valoria broad.
Did you see the way she looked at Amber! Phew!"

Garth> "And those dykes, Clair and Anne. Then there's Sarena. I vote her
'nun most likely to lose control'. That one is a bomb waiting to go off."

David> "More stuff like this (he points at the video image of Alina's still
protuding cucumber) would make good insurance too. In case we ever have any
trouble with the nuns later. Don't you think?"
Garth> "Definately. Not to mention it might be fun to arrange for the nuns
to uncover a few more scenes like what those girls were doing to Amber
earlier. I don't think they have any idea that sort of stuff is even
possible. If they left here in shock at how bad their precious little
innocents really turned out to be, we'd be less likely to ever find them
back here wondering how things were going."

Tony> "And how did you like that stuff about the ones put here by their
parents for special correction? Oh my, this just gets better and better.
I want to have a look at the enrolment files. Wonder how many 'specials'
there are?

Garth> "Trust you to head for the files. Me, I want to head out to that
old fort and have a look. I have a funny feeling about that place. Old
forts, and a school with a dungeon and secret passages. I smell tunnels."

There is general laughter at Garth's well known obsession with things
underground, and the meeting ambles on for a while in ribald imaginings
of deep dungeons stocked with damsels. But is is agreed that exploring
the secret passages, with a few video cameras in pocket, is by far the
most urgent matter. There are also the rolls of film to be developed
and printed. Then with a busy day ahead, they all retire to their beds,
and the sleeping women.

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