The Man Of Sin: Chapter 4 - Sex Stories

The Man Of Sin: Chapter 4

... dark. What in the world had become of her? She dreamed of becoming the first female member of the Swiss Guard, but now found herself the hostage of the Antichrist, rolling in bed while pleasuring herself like a common heretic. The card with the instructions was calm now that she had satisfied the command. But with a full day of school and five more sessions to go at random times, how in the world would she do this? She sighed. There was no point in worrying about it. She could do nothing but wait for the card to reactivate and then come up with a plan. -----After taking a moment to ask God to forgive her for her sinful act, she got dressed and left her dorm room for the cafeteria. There was still plenty of time before breakfast ended. Once there, her friends all began complimenting her, claiming that she had never looked so vibrant and full of life. -----Thane moved through the school, checking the batteries he had laid out earlier. He carried a device with him that would gauge the amount of power they had, and if they had lost their charge, it meant that something supernatural had passed through the area and caused an energy distortion. The batteries were untouched, all reading full charges. That was two failed tests, the second being the voice recorder. He had gone through the school and used it to record himself saying prayers from the bible. If there was anything around, it would certainly react to the sound of praying and hopefully respond. The recorder had picked up ...

... nothing. The only evidence he had was his own gut feeling and the compass, still spinning without any sense of direction. But was that just a fluke? Possibly an anomaly due to natural interference? Had he been wrong about the school being haunted? Or was it possible that he was dealing with something too powerful to be detected by such simple tricks? He still had one thing left: the pictures he had taken, waiting to be developed. -----Trying to maintain her dignity, Helena left the classroom and walked down the hall. She had the card hidden in her bra for safekeeping and to let her know when it would activate, and it was now heating up and buzzing against her areola. She was off to commit the sin again, this time in the bathroom. How horrendous. She entered the lavatory and checked each stall to make sure they were empty. Finding herself alone, she locked herself in the corner stall. Muttering curses, she removed her skirt and panties and left them folded on the toilet paper dispenser. She sat on the toilet, her face in her hands, contemplating her shame. The heat of the card increased, telling her that it was now or never. -----Sighing in reluctance, she reached between her legs and began toying with her slit. Her fingers found their way into her much easier than the first time. She leaned back against the tank, letting the pleasure steadily build with the sliding of her fingers. This was only her second time masturbating, but in a sense, it already routine, like she had ...