Camp Of Blessing Ch 12

The drive and determination were clear both in Sister Beth's firm steps and facial expression. She was far from a good mood, in fact she couldn't remember being this angry in years. Mother Grace had gone on a sudden leave, and assigned an excessive amount of tasks for Beth to complete, delegating almost all of her administrative duties to the nun. That kept her busy throughout the evening, preventing her from taking care of her favorite novice. Adding to the frustration, she woke up early and spent her entire morning finishing left-overs from yesterday's work. Sister Beth had to squeeze in a brief visit to give Rebecca her breakfast. But even the relief from that hadn't been enough to relax the nun.

As if all the extra work wasn't enough, Sister Beth found out that last evening the two brats, Valery and Aisha, had sneaked in the room and fucked Rebecca on their own. They even attempted to clean up after themselves, but left all kinds of evidence behind. This morning there was cum even in the ceiling! That kind of a mess could only mean they most likely were too tired to clean up properly. Despite Sister Beth's instructions that Rebecca's dick was out of limits, the students drained the novice's balls dry through the course of the evening. They fucked her so hard that they might have driven the girl crazy. When Beth removed the tape from Rebecca's mouth this morning she could only mumble incoherences and giggle. Her eyes were distant, she seemed to be barely aware of her situation, caring only to feel pleasure and drink cum. As arousing as that was to Sister Beth, the principle of her command being violated irritated her more.

Nevertheless, the students would have to be disciplined later, and Rebecca's situation addressed some other time. Right now more serious worries took over Beth's mind. This afternoon, after finishing most of her tasks for the day, the nun couldn't help but notice that Kristanna was nowhere to be found. She hadn't joined the girls in the Secret Room last evening, nor shown up for class today. The nun couldn't spot Kristanna in any of the afternoon activities with the other students. When she talked to the teachers they informed that Sister Denise had taken Kristanna to the infirmary in the previous morning and they all had assumed she was on sick leave.

So here was Sister Beth, practically charging into the medical facilities of the school to get an update from doctor Denise. If her angel was somehow sick she had to know! And even if she wasn't, Beth was aware that others might not understand the girl's unusual anatomy and judge her for it. She couldn't allow anything to happen to her angel, they had great plans in the working, to deliver true salvation to this entire school!

Strangely, the corridors were empty and quiet. Seemed like no one had come to work today. No sign of Sister Denise or any of the nurses. The doctor was not in her office, which was locked. Walking through the gynecology part of the facility Sister Beth saw that the examination room's door was partially open, which was rare. She peeked inside, realizing she could see in the darkness now much better than before, courtesy of her transformation. She could make out enough details to notice that one session of the curtains was missing, the room was partially disturbed.

Flipping the light switch on, the nun pushed the door open and walked in. Upon approaching the disturbed area she noticed the clear dried pools on the floor. She knew what those were, she had them in her own room several times after Kristanna "blessed her". The smell here was also undeniable, this was cum. A regular person, unaware of Kristanna's capabilities, would probably have missed the details, but not Sister Beth. Whoever cleaned this up had done a very lousy job. It was more than clear the redhead student had covered this place in her cum at some point. But she was gone now, and so was Denise.

As Sister Beth stood in the empty room, a thought creeped in her mind. Mother Grace had bombarded her with tasks keeping her busy, then disappeared for "personal reasons". She even cancelled her daily private mass with the novices this morning. At the same time, Kristanna is taken to the infirmary, fucks someone, which is a great risk of exposure, then she is nowhere to be found. All of this happening while Kristanna and Sister Beth had been intentionally targeting Mother Grace and her novices, spiking the holy water in their chapel with their precum. Beth felt her heart racing, all of her anger and frustration changing into fear with the realization that Kristanna could be in real danger, somehow taken by Mother Grace in retaliation!

Beth rushed back to her room, it was almost time for dinner and the curfew after that. But those two hours felt like two endless years, as Sister Beth paced around, praying. She was waiting for the cloak of the night so she could escape through the orchard and towards the mine shaft they had visited the other night. Her mind running with theories of how Mother Grace could have found out about Kristanna! Maybe they had been too careless, maybe Denise examined her and told Grace, or maybe Rebecca told her! Sister Beth knew that Grace wasn't working alone, Kristanna said that one of the guards was with her in the dungeon the other night. If Mother Grace had taken Kristanna, the dungeon in the mines was most likely where she would be held. Beth only hoped that she wasn't too late to save her angel!

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The heavy iron door opened, Mother Grace walked back into the dungeon's main room, adjusting her head gear. She cleared her throat and kept her composure, but seemed to have forgotten a spot as something wet clearly slid down her sheer stockings. This was already her third break in the past four hours. She had spent all evening yesterday torturing Kristanna with all sorts of toys and devices. When she grew tired of it, she gave control to Jeana, who had a much heavier hand. The Mother Superior went into the office to rest, Kristanna's moans and muffled screams could still be heard outside. But to the nun they were relaxing, a testament that her redemption plan was in place. Kristanna was tougher than most, but eventually would break too. They all did.

After a few hours of sleep the nun had come back to personally torment Kristanna through the night. But every couple hours she would stop and go into the office for shorter breaks. Jeana knew what the nun was doing in there, Mother Grace was too classy to do it in front of her, but she was horny as hell. Who could blame her, the smell in this room was just incredibly arousing, it was like the air was turning them on. The guard wasn't that stupid, and surely took this time alone with Kristanna to fiercely masturbate at the sight of the redhead hanging from the ropes. As Jeana swung the flogger she moaned and whispered how Kristanna was done, dominated, taken! She let out all of her power fantasies, deranged thoughts of violent domination. Jeana spoke about how she and Mother Grace were gonna use her as their slave and toy forever with her hand furiously shoved in her own pussy. She even used some toys on herself, later pushing them inside Kristanna.

While Mother Grace was more reserved in her attitude, sticking to her narrative of redemption through suffering and even praying at times, it was clear that Jeana had no such reservations. She knew what she liked and exactly what they were doing in that dungeon. To her all of that redemption stuff was just an excuse to abuse Kristanna and get personal pleasure from it. She was just smart enough to behave in front of Mother Grace and go along with whatever the nun ordered, all so she could stay in the dungeon. She had barely stopped to drink water or eat herself. None of them would admit, but something about Kristanna just made it so they didn't want to go away from her.

From Kristanna's perspective, the passage of time was fuzzy at best. She had no idea of how long she had been hanging from those ropes. She couldn't sleep, eat or drink. Her powers were somehow out of reach. When they blindfolded her she felt all her other senses enhanced. She could smell everything, her milk, precum and pussy juice constantly dripping. She could hear each step from Grace and Jeana's boots on the stone floor as they paced around her. The flogger cutting the air before it hit her sore, sensitive skin. As the weights clipped to her every sensitive spot swung, she cried and tried to cope with the sensations. She was absorbed in her own world and had lost track of how many times she came close to cumming. However, it was never fully consummated. She somehow could never climax, riding the edge painfully before falling back down. The relief from release forever out of her reach, as her balls and breasts just grew bigger, denser, heavier.

Mother Grace watched the fruit of her dedication over the past twenty-four hours hanging from the ceiling in front of her eyes. Kristanna was a mess, entirely covered in sweat, her muscles bulging with tension. At that point the redhead's ball sack was looking like a massive bean bag. It hung between Kristanna's spread legs, reaching as far as her ankles. It was an impressive sight to behold, no doubt an achievement for human anatomy. The skin of her scrotum was stretched with the weight of the two gonads inside, visibly churning every few seconds. Each testicle was so big it could probably fit a small person in fetal position. Her eighteen inch long dick was permanently hard, pumped with blood to the point where the veins were as thick as a finger, crawling under her skin all over her massive cock.

Kristanna's shoulders were pulled forward with the weight of her tits. They had always been big and juicy, but now they were like two beach ball-sized balloons. Her areolas were stretched around the nipples, which were red and swollen, each one easily the size of a thumb, pulled down by the weights clipped to them. A web of veins could be seen under her skin of her stretched and swollen breasts, as they had never been this full with her milk. The weight of her jugs pulled her torso slightly down, forcing her to display her juicy ass.

There were weights clipped to Kristanna's both nipples, as well as a few of them hanging from the skin of her scrotum, some on her cock, forcing it to point down even while hard. From between Kristanna's ever-trembling, gigantic ass cheeks a collection of dildos emerged. It was hard to count how many of them were shoved to her pussy and asshole, they formed two bundles of different colors, shapes and sizes that almost merged as a single collection. All of them had been shoved inside the redhead over the course of her time in the dungeon. Her skin was all bruised with marks from the lashing, mainly on her back, ass and legs. But also on her abdomen, some even on her arms. Drops of saliva occasionally fell from the ball gag in Kristanna's mouth as she moaned and did her best to breathe, her belly moving up and down with her efforts. The circle painted on the floor beneath her had a faint white glow, it pulsed every couple seconds, reacting to the presence of the redhead.

Looking at Kristanna Mother Grace thought of her next move. If she was being honest to herself, she couldn't believe at how remarcable the girl's body was. All those dildos shoved up her cunt and asshole, the sheer size of those balls and cock. How could she keep up for so long? How wasn't see insane, begging to be released? With a nod, Grace ordered Jeana to remove the gag and blindfold from Kristanna. She expected to see the redhead cry or beg for release. But there was only silence, Kristanna's head hung down, her red head covering her face as she struggled to breathe. Grace let the silence remain for a few seconds before she finally broke it. "I take it you have learned your lesson. Are you ready to be redeemed under the Lord's will?"

Kristanna's feint voice responded from under her red hair, pausing to breathe between every few words. "You must be... exhausted at this... point." Grace secretly felt her blood boil, doing her best to keep her composure. After all she had been through, Kristanna was still keeping that superior and sarcastic attitude. "Well, you certainly look much more tired than I, creature!" The Mother Superior replied, with poison in her tone. "When I am done with you, I will also purify Sister Denise and her nurse from your tainted influence." Following Mother Grace's gaze, Kristanna turned her head to the dark corner of the room behind her. She saw the two cages with Sister Denise and burse Lily inside. They looked half-asleep, apparently still sedated. Mother Grace continued. "I know you thought they would help you, but I got them too, they are not to blame for your evil influence. They will see that for themselves, once I have redeemed you." The redhead let out a groan of pain and pleasure, her body on the edge of cumming for several hours now. "I bet they will love it... nnfff".

Hearing the redhead's groan Mother Grace couldn't help but smile a bit. "It seems like you're a bit backed up there. If you beg me to release you, I might grant your wish." Kristanna just stayed silent, her mind racing with conflicting thoughts. She strongly considered giving in. "Just beg her and end this". A voice repeated in her head. She wanted to cum more than she wanted to breathe at this point, but her pride wouldn't let her. Something inside her body had been changing for the past week, she could feel herself on the brink of something big. But she would never reach her full potential if she was a prisoner and a pet. Her plans with Sister Beth had to come to fruition.

Kristanna slowly raised her head, her lizard-like glowing eyes staring right into Mother Grace's soul. "Am I lasting more than you did with Father Graham?" Grace didn't expect that response, how did she know about Father Graham? The nun suppressed her anger, taking a step forward towards Kristanna. "Insolent creature, you do not know what you say!" The redhead could see she had hit a nerve, so she just kept going. "You were his little... pet nnnggh... and after he died you just continued his work with your beloved novices. You are no mistress, just a sex toy without someone to use it."

Mother Grace clenched her fists. "I am a servant of the Lord and all I do is for Him! A hedonistic demon such as you couldn't possibly understand this!" Kristanna laughed briefly, she didn't want to move much. "What is it with nuns and denial? You are as hedonistic as me, but I admit it! Don't give me excuses Mother Grace. You are just a sadistic whore, nothing wrong with that! Try and face it for once!" Grace grabbed her flogger once more, she raised it to strike at Kristanna, the redhead let out a chuckle. "You are just proving my point." Grace hesitated, she took a deep breath, centering herself, then calmly held on to the glogger handle with both hands. With a step forward she approached Kristanna, mere inches from her face as she whispered. "You will never get out of here! I will break you!" Kristanna smiled wickedly, whispering back between her heavy breaths. "What happened to redemption and "serving the lord?"

Mother Grace gritted her teeth in anger, but before she could say another word she felt Kristanna's hard dick slap her on the side. Aware that the movement would cause her a lot of pain due to the weights clipped to her body, Kristanna pushed through. She flexed her dick pulling it up and then twisted her hips, cock slapping Mother Grace. The redhead screamed in agony as all of her weights swung and pulled on her cock, balls and nipples. Mother Grace stumbled to the side of the room, opposite of the iron door to her office. "Ahh! Jeana don't just stand there! Restrain her!" The nun ordered. The guard was confused, Kristanna was restrained, she had used the minimum wiggle room the ropes gave her to dick slap Mother Grace, which in all honesty was a bit funny to watch.

Hesitantly, Jeana stepped in front of Kristanna and began placing the blindfold and ball gag once again. But before she could tie them up she looked down to the ground at the circle drawn under Kristanna. It had a scratch on some of the symbols, made by Mother Grace's feet when she was shoved to the side. She came too close, and Kristanna exploited her chance. The white paint was already wet from all fluids dripping on it, and a scratch was what it took to erase and mess up a section of the circle. The white glow over all symbols immediately faded. Kristanna felt a surge of power take her over. Her eyes opened wide, she arched her back and let out a guttural scream with all of her being. Rolling her eyes, the redhead convulsed as hours of built up orgasm were released, making her feel like a lightning had just struck her.

Jeana barely had time to say "Oh shit!" Before she was literally blasted away from Kristanna by a geyser of thick cum. The black woman tried to cover her face with her hands but that only spread the area of the blast, covering her entire torso in gallons of cum that looked more like melted wax. And as Jeana tried to see what was going on, another jet splashed on her without rest, and another after that. Jeana was completely drenched in Kristanna's cum in a matter of seconds, her cock was like a fire hose washing over Jeana. Mother Grace stomped her feet on the side, trying to stay clear from the blast radius. "No, no, no! What have you done you idiot!" Half of the collection of rubber and plastic dildos shot straight out of Kristanna's cunt as it erupted with her juices. The weights clipped to her nipples were also forced out as they engorged with milk and began showering over Sister Beth and Jeana.

Kristanna couldn't stop cumming, she practically had an out-of-body experience as the pleasure of release took over her body and mind with raw pleasure. With her cunt devoid of any dildos she squirt in multiple directions, blasting the dungeon floor with wet fluids. Her nipples were more like sprinklers turned to the maximum, raining in front of her. It took at least a couple minutes for the orgasms to begin fading. Mother Grace stared in shock from the side, afraid to approach or try to run, as the wall with the door was being constantly blasted with cum. Jeana at this point had given in and just smeared Kristanna's cum all over herself, using her hands to bring all she could into her mouth. She got to eat entire mouthfuls of the white paste, but just didn't seem to get enough of it, like a starving addict. The guard only stopped because she felt her body spasming, her muscles randomly flexing all over. Jeana began contorting herself on the floor, trembling and shifting in unnatural ways on a pool of thick jizz.

Kristanna let out a laugh as her senses began to return. She looked at Mother Grace, her eyes glowing with satisfaction and anger. "Witness as she turns into the better version of herself! You're next!" Mother Grace watched as Jeana seemed to progressively lose the extra padding on her body, her fat replaced by muscle. She saw as Jeana's abdomen reduced, becoming flat and ripped. The guard was definitely still big, perhaps even getting bigger than before. But slowly she turned into a stack of pure muscle. Just a minute into her drastic transformation and Jeana seemed to be bigger than Kristanna already. She continued changing, gaining the body of a contest-winning bodybuilder, all whilst still retaining an hourglass figure and huge ass and tits she had before.

"If you want more of my cum, don't let her get away!" Kristanna screamed among her moans, while her dick still shot the last few jets of cum on the floor. Jeana began to get up, looking like a melting wax doll, covered in jizz. Mother Grace realized her situation and looked at the door. She tried to make a run for it, but Jeana was right there, all she had to do was stand in the way of the nun. Even if still numb and sluggish from her recent transformations, she stopped Grace from leaving. The ebony muscle mountain grabbed Mother Grace's writs with both hands. "No! Get away from me, What are you doing Jeana!" The nun protested as Jeana easily carried her back to the wall near a post with a pair of manacles hanging from it. She cuffed Mother Grace and immediately turned to Kristanna. "Jeana needs cock!" She said with lust loaded voice. "Release me first." Kristanna commanded.