The Man Of Sin: Chapter 5 - Sex Stories

The Man Of Sin: Chapter 5

Chapter 5 -----Helena was in class, listening to Sister Olivia give a lecture on famous pieces of art in the Catholic world. The day of her second trial was still going and she had already masturbated three times. Her eyes were on Xavier, sitting two rows away in the middle of the room, a look of boredom on his face as the lesson progressed. Slowly, he brought down his arm, letting it hang with his hand below his chair. Helena’s heart began to race. What was he doing? He was up to something! He snapped his fingers, so gently that it wasn’t even audible. The card in her bra activated, both heating up and buzzing against her flesh. She could not see it, but he had grown his trademark insidious grin. -----‘Bastard!’ -----She raised her hand, but Sister Olivia had her back turned and was writing on the board. With a twirl of his finger, Xavier increased the activity of the card. Time was running out, she had to make her escape. She gave a small cough. -----*Ahem* “Excuse me, Sister Olivia? May I please be excused? I’m feeling sick.” -----The nun turned to her, an annoyed scowl on her face. -----“No, you may not. If you’re feeling sick, that’s the Lord punishing you for being a bad student. Don’t you dare interrupt my lesson again.” -----The card was still active and becoming more intense, telling Helena that the deal was about to be broken. It was time for something drastic. Turning in her chair, she buckled over and began pretending to dry-heave, causing everyone to look at her ...

... with concern. Hiding the movement and acting like she was trying to keep her mouth from opening, she jammed her finger down her throat and triggered her gag reflex. In that moment, every muscle and vein in her head tightened like piano wire, making her feel like her skull would be crushed under the pressure. Her half-digested lunch was poured out onto the floor, sending a rush of disgust through the entire class. -----“Out! Out!” Sister Olivia screamed. -----Spitting out the disgusting remains, Helena got to her feet and staggered out of the classroom, clutching her now aching stomach. Behind her, the rest of the class was herded into the hallway until a custodian could come and clean up the mess. Xavier watched her run off, chuckling to himself. -----‘Impressive, I’ll have to reward her for that.’ -----Helena certainly felt better coming back from the bathroom. Her stomach was still a little sore, but she had flushed her body with endorphins when she rubbed one out. Unfortunately, after a stunt like that she would be the subject of ridicule and gossip for a while. She returned to the classroom, now cleaned up and with the windows open to remove any lingering odor. The other students all tried not to look at her. -----“O’Connor, you’ve earned yourself a week of detention.” -----The nun’s declaration brought Helena to a dead stop, her face flushed red and her mind rebooting from the indescribable rage now flooding her. -----“Excuse me? Are you being serious right now? Did you ...