Meanwhile, on the women's side of the camp, a similar scene was playing out. Only even less forgiving. Amy got caught touching herself again.
The Reverend Mother woke all the women and ordered them to watch as she stripped Amy and strapped her down.
"Please share with the group what I just caught you doing!" The Reverend Mother's gaze pierced Amy with condemnation.
"I was masturbating," she whispered.
"Speak up! You're a grown woman!"
"I was masturbating, ma'am." Amy struggled to speak without stuttering.
"Yes, you were. And in the most perverted manner! You see, ladies, Amy here likes to stick things inside her. She makes herself orgasm from the inside. Humping and grinding like an animal in heat."
The Reverend Mother pushed Amy's legs apart before strapping them in. She grinned as she leaned over her helpless captive. "Spread wider, my dear. Show everyone how eager you are."
Amy stifled a moan as her swollen pussy fluttered and her clit jumped. The other women circled around the platform, their hot centers pulsing in shame and sympathy.
"Come get a good look everyone! Not only is Amy dripping with arousal fluid, her gspot is so engorged you can see it from outside the vaginal canal." Many of the other women had never orgasmed at all, though they longed for it. And those that had only knew how to do so with clit stimulation. So they leaned in closer, fascinated by Amy's anatomy despite their pity.
Amy hated how this was turning her on. Her lust laid bare for all to see. She needed to cum. She needed to fuck.
God, she needed to fuck.
Amy couldn't help but roll her hips and gasp for breath as the Reverend Mother spread her cunt lips allowing everyone to see her tender pulsating flesh flush with need.
"Amy is my special project. She's the most wanton woman our people have ever seen. She was caught fornicating in an obvious state of orgasm."
The Reverend Mother leaned down so only Amy could hear her whisper, "Or, as you would say,
cumming all over a man's cock while you ride him.
"
Amy's hips bucked as she panted and the walls of her cunt began clenching HARD. She was no sinner, but she was raised to think she was. Shame wove itself into her sexuality until she needed it to get off. She got free only to be recaptured by the Church at the most inopportune moment. She was a Pleasure Seeker and damn proud of it.
Perhaps this is a sign, she thought, I could fortify the resistance from inside the Church.
"Now, won't someone hand me my riding crop?"
The Reverend Mother brought the riding crop down hard on Amy's slit and she felt the beginnings of an orgasm. And then extreme cold as an ice pack was placed between her legs.
"You'll never have another one of those if I have anything to say about it," the Reverend Mother hissed.
***
Jacob kept groaning and complaining of extreme pain. The app did indicate an abnormally high amount of ejaculate built up inside him so the Reverend Father took pity on Jacob and sent him to the doctor for a professional opinion on treatment. The Reverend Father felt the ice packs they used to prevent Jacob from having tissue damage due to a constant erection should be more than sufficient.
Besides, the filthy masturbator ought to suffer the consequences of his actions!
However, in case he was mistaken, it was not worth risking another scandal. Jacob's family made significant contributions to the Church, and if something permanently damaging were to occur to the family's heir, that would not bode well for anyone.
Jacob was surprised to see a woman introduce herself as Dr. Alexis. His heart raced and he flushed crimson.
Wasn't this a sin?
He thought only his future wife was supposed to see him naked.
"Aw, you're shaking. Don't be nervous! Just change into this robe and I'll be right back."
Jacob's agonized member was at full mast and leaking profusely. He was so confused. He struggled with the robe. His erection was prominent no matter how he tied it. He looked around for something he could use to shield it from view and rolled the blood pressure monitor in front of his crotch.
Maybe she wouldn't even think to look?
He was still shaking.
"Jacob, you're safe in here. There's no cameras. I know why you are so uncomfortable."
Jacob's throat went dry.
"Everything in here stays private so I'm going to level with you. The things they do to you here are ridiculous. And unhealthy. This app?" Dr. Alexis gestured to a computer screen which provided real time updates of the state of his most private parts.
Jacob gasped and his cock jumped. She already knew he was painfully hard and leaking.
Fuck, oh fuck, is this a trap?
The Governess acted like she had grown to care for him, told him he could masturbate himself to orgasm since he had been so good, then she burst into the bathroom before he could cum. It was a test to see if he would follow the Church's teachings when tempted. He failed and wound up here. He feared he was being tested again.
"Please. I'm sorry. I don't want to get in trouble." He was so confused he felt like he might cry.