Christobel's Redemption

"It's impossible! The church says that we must not use birth control but we cannot afford another child. We have three already and the third was conceived using the rhythm method."

Frida nodded sympathetically.

"We are battling to make ends meet already and another child would break us. George is very controlled but we both enjoy sex but the fear of pregnancy keeps us in check. It is so frustrating!"

Frida sighed.

"What about oral sex, Christobel? You know? Blow jobs? Using fingers or vibrators?

"Those aren't really sex and anyway I want to feel George inside me. It is so much more intimate that way and I am afraid that he will leave me."

"Why not talk to Lady Jenny Smythe?"

"What? Sanctimonious Lady Jenny Smythe? Are you joking?"

"No. Not joking. Go talk to Lady Jenny."

"I'm desperate enough to do just that."

"Do it! You'll not regret it."

The Smythe family had lived in the manor house up on the hill for years, some in the village said the family had lived there forever, generation after generation unbroken in time. The owner was Sir Charles Smythe and he and his wife Lady Jennifer ruled over the small society of the village with a firm hand that no one dared challenge.

After another month of sexual frustration and growing conflict with her husband Christobel reluctantly made an appointment to see Lady Jennifer.

"Now, what can I do for you Christobel?"

"I, er, uhm."

"Relax Christobel. Frida said you would eventually visit so I am reasonably certain that I know why you are here."

Christobel felt just a bit betrayed by Frida.

Damn her!Christobel thoughtshe had no right!

"She didn't say why you would be visiting but seeing as how I helped her with a marital problem it seems likely she thought I would help you with the same problem. It's about that new encyclical isn't it? No birth control and hubby is getting restless?"

Christobel could only nod.

"There, there dear. No need to cry. We can solve that problem easily. Here's a tissue. Wipe your eyes."

Christobel obeyed.

"I am so afraid he will leave me. And its not my fault. I can only get contraceptives in the big cities and for the pill I need a doctor's script."

She sniffed loudly.

"We have tried everything. Little John, sweet little child that he is was a result of the rhythm method. We can't afford another child!"

"Have you tried anal sex?"

"No! That's a sin, And I don't know how to do it." she paused, sniffed then continued. "OK, so we did try once but it hurt so bad that we never tried again."

"I taught Frida about what to do and she isn't complaining."

"She never said anything about that."

"But she did send you to me didn't she?"

Christobel could only nod.

"So? Do you want to try it?"

"Yes." said very cautiously.

"You must agree to have sex with me and Sir Charles. A couple of times with me while you are learning and once with Sir Charles to graduate. Do you agree?"

Christobel got up and stormed out with Lady Jennifer's last words ringing in her ears.

"See you soon," Followed by a peal of laughter.

"Fuck her!" muttered Christobel "That will never happen!"

But it did. A week later after another frustrating night with George she went back.

Lady Jennifer led her through to a small room with a window looking out across the valley.

"Take off your skirt and panties and lean on the window sill. Oh, so very pretty you are! Now in this jar is lubricant. You can use any slippery stuff that you have to hand. Butter, margarine or cooking oil but sex lubricant is best."

"You take a lot on your index finger like this."

Lady Jennifer held her up a finger with a blob of lubricant on it.

"And you smear it gently on your arse hole like this."

And she applied the lubricant on her finger to Christobel's arse hole with gentle, soft stroking movements that did very sexy things to Christobel and caused her to whimper very softly.

"That's nice isn't it?"

Christobel could only nod as she felt her arse starting to relax, almost inviting Lady Jennifer's finger in and, sensing the relaxation Lady Jennifer slid her finger slowly into Christobel's arse, just the finger tip and then she pulled her finger out causing Christobel to moan softly.

"More?"

Christobel nodded and then sighed as Lady Jennifer's finger slid into her again, this time past the first knuckle. She whimpered softly as the finger was rotated, then pulled out, then pushed in deeper this time, past the second knuckle. Then Lady Jennifer pulled her finger out completely.

"No! Please!"

"What do you want?"

"Put it back in again."

"OK, but you must rub you clit while I do that."

Soon Christobel was moaning quite loudly.

"Now I think you need my thumb."

More lube applied to her arse and Lady Jennifer's thumb slid slowly into her past the last knuckle, stretching her a bit more open.

"Don't forget your clit."

Soon Christobel was gasping and moaning as Lady Jennifer's thumb pressed deep into her, stretching her open wider and wider. Then without warning Christobel came hard, her body shaking and shuddering, her hand frantically rubbing her clit.

Once she had recovered Lady Jennifer helped her dress and gave her a tube of lubricant.

"Tell George to help you practice. And when he isn't around, slip this butt plug in, suitably lubricated of course but do not let George sodomise you just yet. Tell him that it will happen soon! And come back in two days time."

That night George and Christobel tried out her new found erogenous zone. George wanted to push his cock into her arse but she resisted him, telling him he would soon have free use of it soon if he waited patiently.

Two days later she was back with Lady Jennifer who was dressed in a black leather outfit, which had straps and buttons all over the place. She slid, not one but two fingers into Christobel's arse. The fingers slipped in easily with no pain.

"Good progress there!" Lady Jennifer murmured "Nicely stretched."

Then she fetched a rubber penis shaped object. It was smaller than George's penis but much harder. Lady Jennifer lubricated it carefully and then slipped it into Christobel's arse slowly and gently. Lady Jennifer started to move the rubber penis in and out of her rhythmically simulating sex which caused Christobel to moan.

"Stroke your clit while I use this to fuck you."

Then Lady Jennifer's hands grabbed Christobel's hips as the rubber penis slid into her. Surprised Christobel looked around and saw to her surprise that the rubber penis was now sticking out from Jennifer's hips like a real penis and Lady Jennifer was actually fucking her.

"Oh, fuck! Yes. Don't stop."

The rest of the sounds she made were a gabble of nonsense. Suddenly Lady Jennifer's hands came around her sides, pulled her bra away and squeezed he nipples hard.

"Ah fuck! Yes!"

Christobel's body writhed again, shaking and jerking uncontrollably and her knees started to buckle. Lady Jennifer had to hold her up till she had recovered.

"Now go home but do not let George fuck you in the arse yet. Come back in two days time."

Two days later Christobel arrived to find both Lady Jennifer and Sir Charles waiting for her.

"Welcome!" Sir Charles greeted her "It's your graduation day and so things will be a little different from you last two visits. You will pleasure Lady Jennifer in gratitude for her careful training of you and I will use your virgin arse properly for the first time."

Sir Charles smiled gently at her then turned to Lady Jennifer.

"Lie down on the bed my dear and you, young Christobel will pleasure Lady Jennifer with your tongue and fingers. I will guide you if you are inexperienced in such exquisite activities."

Christobel needed little teaching in pleasuring a woman so she fell to her knees between Lady Jennifer's legs and applied her tongue to the largest clit she had ever sucked before and she slid her fingers into Lady Jennifer's tight pussy.

Lady Jennifer started to moan and writhe almost immediately in response to Christobel's ministrations. Then Sir Charles started gently started massaging her clit with his cock and then he carefully lubricated her arse.

She felt the bed move under her and Sir Charles lifted her hips up and slowly slid his enormous cock into her arse.

"Oh! Fuck! You are so big! Gently please Sir Charles, gently."

But he seemed not to hear and rammed his huge cock hard into her. The incursion hurt at first but slowly became more and more pleasurable, until she forgot Lady Jennifer's pussy as Sir Charles ploughed into her.

Then his cock started to spasm and, instead of the hot burst she was expecting she felt a burst of ice cold cum inside her which caused her to throw her head back and cry out loud. Sir Charles pulled her head back further and bit her neck. The bite stung a bit and when the sting had faded she felt as if blood was flowing into the bite on her neck rather than out.

Suddenly she heard her heart beat, loud in her ears and, as the flow of blood continued her heart beat slowed till it finally stopped. For what seemed like forever she heard no heartbeat, then it slowly returned, increasing in pace till it seemed quite normal.

Sir Charles let her head sink forward until she was looking down at a monstrous, demonic vampire where Lady Jennifer had been.

"Now you can see me as I really am! Pretty aren't I?" the creature that had been Lady Jennifer said.

"Oh, Jesus no!"

"He won't help you dear. You have indulged in sodomy! A mortal sin and you cannot go to confession as holy ground is death to you. You belong to us now! A milch cow to feed us when we need feeding. A recruiter when we need fresh blood. Just like Frida did with you!"

They sent her home and that night she let George use her arse. He was well pleased, enjoying the new-found freedom but for Christobel something had gone out of her life, out of her heart and eventually she stopped letting George use her body for sex.

Soon in frustration George invited Frida to their bed and finally banished her to sleep in the kitchen. At night she could hear them rutting loudly which broke her heart and she wept bitter tears, but she could not go back to George.

After a month she was summoned to the manor house to feed Sir Charles and Lady Jennifer. They fed on her then used her body in all sorts of ways leaving her feeling abused and dirty.

The next day was Sunday and in desperation she went and knelt just off the path to the church that the priest, Father Alex walked each day to hear confessions and officiate at services.

"Bless me Father, for I have sinned."

He glanced at her but did not stop.

The next day she knelt there again and, as he passed repeated her plea.

"Bless me Father, for I have sinned."

And again he ignored her. She was there every day, rain, sun or snow but he continued to ignore her.

After a month she was summoned again to the manor house. She tried to resist their call but their hold on her was unrelenting and so she wearily trudged up to the manor house where they fed on her and then sexually abused her.

To her horror and shame she welcomed their abuse, writhing and moaning as Sir Charles fucked her arse from behind and Lady Jennifer thrust her long curved fingers into her soaking pussy and sucked at her now strangely enlarged clit. During that long night she came hard and often, completely unable to escape their hold on her, and all the time she was there they mocked her for trying to get absolution.

"He will not see you little slut. You are enslaved to us. You cannot resist so give up and live a sinful life! You know you want to."

"Look how your pussy drools for my cock and how you feast on Lady Jennifer's pussy."

As dawn broke she staggered home exhausted, she washed carefully and then went back onto the side of the path waiting for the priest.

"Bless me Father, for I have sinned." She whispered hoarsely.

And still he walked past, ignoring her, Every day she would be there and every day he would ignore her but she never gave up.

Then one evening, just as she was preparing to go home a black coach arrived at the priest's house and a figure in black alighted. The figure walked along the path towards the church and as the figure passed her she uttered her plea.

"Bless me Father, for I have sinned."

The figure stopped and looked down at her.

"I am not a Father. I am a sister, Sister Mary. You may confess to me."

And Christobel told her story, leaving nothing out, the humiliation and enslavement, her willing participation and she wept. Sister Mary put her hand on Christobel's head, looking down at her all the while. Eventually Sister Mary sighed, almost impatiently.

"Stupid men! They really don't understand women do they?"

The sister chuckled softly and then said

"Do not tell his Holiness that I said that! He really is a good man, but rather unworldly."

Sister Mary looked at the priest's house.

"Alex is a good man and he will be much better when he gains more confidence. After a week of you kneeling here he contacted me, uncertain of his abilities. I told him to wait a month and then contact me again if you kept on asking. When you were still here after six weeks I knew we could save you. The people in the manor have done much damage to you mentally and physically but there is a bright side to the abuse, you will never conceive again."

"Oh. And anal sex? The issue that caused all the grief? It isn't a mortal sin. It is a sin, but confession helps with that. Now come into the church and confess."

"I can't!"

"Why not?"

"They told me I would die if I went into a church."

Sister Mary shrugged.

"They lied. It would have been true if you had gone straight from them to the church but you didn't did you? You knelt here in penitence for six weeks. Such persistence does get noticed, you know."

And so they entered the church together and Christobel confessed and was shriven. Holy water and laying on of hands removed the vampire hold over her and she walked out of the church a free woman.

"Now go back home and throw Frida out using this."

Sister Mary handed her a crucifix on a chain.

"George will be pleased that he can use your pussy without fear of another child. And Christobel my dear, you have probably learnt some very arcane things about sex that will really capture his heart. Via his dick of course."

As Sister Mary climbed back into her coach she looked around slyly as if expecting an eavesdropper.

"You might want to keep Frida for some girl on girl fun. The crucifix will come in handy as a sort of vampire prod to keep her in line if you decide to keep her."

She smile wickedly.

"Oops! I shouldn't have said that now should I?"

She closed the door, rapped on the roof of the carriage and shouted,

"Lets go!"

Christobel stood in the middle of the road and watched as the black coach rattled out of town never to be seen again. She stood for a long listening to her body and it spoke of strength, of sexual lust and a definite need to be pounded by George's rather fine cock. Eventually she dropped the crucifix chain over her neck and went home to find Frida on the couch.

"What do you want Christobel? George is mine now."

"Get up!"

"Make me!"

Christobel walked across to Frida and holding her crucifix out in front of her.

"That doesn't frighten me, if you can hold it then I am safe too."

Christobel touched Frida's shoulder with the crucifix, there was a sharpcrackand Frida let out a shout!

"Ah! Fuck! That hurt!"

"I said get up!" Christobel waved the crucifix at her again.

"OK! OK! I'll get up."

"Now. Let me see your clit."

"My clit? Why the fuck... OK, OK. Just don't prod me with that thing again."

Frida dropped her panties and lifted her dress.

"Does this please your Holiness?"

"Have you noticed that your clit has grown massively since Sir Charles infected you?"

Frida looked down at herself then up at Christobel.

"No. I didn't. George has been keeping me kinda busy."

Christobel prodded Frida once again.

"Ah! Fuck! Stop doing that."

"I will if you behave nicely which includes remembering that George is my husband."

Chistobel sat down on the couch and spread her legs, wide.

"Now, to make up for you fucking my husband, you can eat my pussy. On you knees."

Frida got down on her knees and looked at Christobel's pussy.

"Your clit isn't all that small either."

"Eat my pussy! I didn't ask for a commentary on my cunt now did I?"

Frida having been a regular visitor at the manor house was thus very practised at pussy eating, but truth be told she rather enjoyed the effects she had on recipients of her oral skills.

In response to the two prods Christobel had given her she edged Christobel till she was begging to cum

"Please! Please let me cum! Stop teasing!"

"Get out the way Frida let me sort out the stuck up woman. Open wide because I am going to dump a load in your arse like you have never experienced."

"Dump it in my pussy rather. It needs your lubricant to function properly."

"And then you fall pregnant again? Not a chance."

"Fuck my pussy! I won't fall pregnant. The holy sister fixed that."

And George, being a religious man believed her. He slid his large cock into her soaking pussy all the way to his balls.

"Ah! Fuck me George I've missed this so much."

As George started to thrust into her she looked up at Frida.

"Stroke the man's balls for him."

George's hard thrusts made the couch creak and groan under their combined weight.

"Cum in me you bastard!"

And that is exactly what George did, delivering his promised huge load into Christobel's pussy.

As soon as George had cum, Frida abandoned George's balls and lowered her pussy with her enlarged clit onto Christobel's mouth and rubbed herself to a rocking orgasm.

During the long night that they fucked through they hammered out an agreement on how to live together in more or less harmony which resulted in Christobel sleeping with George but allowing Frida to be there too. The bed was enlarged to fit all of them comfortably.

George's house was known thereafter as the Threesome House by everyone in the village. Frida was often summoned to the manor house and sometimes returned with some really interesting ideas. When George was not available they pressed their enlarged clits into service.

Both women outlived George and had to find young, handsome and virile men as replacements. Neither of them aged much over the years so they had to find replacements quite regularly.