She was sentenced ten weeks ago. Since then, in accordance with the laws applying to women who are convicted of ‘Behaving in any manner judged as having the potential to pervert god-fearing men’, she has been kept naked (apart from the sash, the colour of which denotes the length of her sentence - 6 months).
She was given the choice of horrible menial labour and a full sentence, or voluntary service in the priest’s house associated with the women’s detention centre, with possible parole after ten weeks.
Young and pretty, she was advised to choose service - but not forced. She was, of course, shown the menial labour to which she would otherwise be assigned - gutting and filleting fish in a gloomy shed, fitted with an electroshock ‘encourager’ to ensure performance.
Defiant, she had chosen the menial labour - spat in the face of the prison officer. But the following week, offered the choice again (after being hosed down with a freezing water jet to get rid of the persistent slime of fish guts), she got down on her knees and pleasured him with her mouth in the sight of three guards, tears on her cheeks, and begged to be allowed to serve.
Her ten weeks is up today.
The sensitivity testing - and the expert opinion of the priest assessor - indicated that she should be assigned to that special branch of the priesthood - the sexual adepts.
Their secured wing of the priest’s house has a progressive atmosphere - girls have individual rooms, food is good, there is no overt harshness. The requirements are daily group therapy sessions in the mornings - where attitudes to sexuality and responsiveness to physical and emotional stimuli are discussed, with the emphasis strongly on the exaltation and liberation of desire - and in the afternoons, group sex sessions with the priestly brothers, during which they apply carefully developed techniques to increase and reinforce libido and sexual responsiveness.
Decidedly reluctant at first, the powerful atmosphere of the place, the richness and relentless nature of the erotic atmosphere - lesbian rapes perpetrated by other, more ‘senior’ inmates ignored by the guards at night, the brothers both highly skilled and smoothly insistent by day - brought her to the crisis that was the first intended transition of the training several days earlier than usual, thus indicating that she was likely to end up rather deeply conditioned.
Resources and expertise were accordingly concentrated on her. She was treated almost as an equal by the brothers, excused the therapy sessions, included in religious and philosophical debates, allowed to rehearse her still heretical views on the rights of women.
She was not, of course, excused the group sex sessions, and increasingly joined the sexual aggressors at night, forcing her attentions on newer arrivals with cool smiles, conflicted but decided cruelty and urgent demands.
An innocent when she had arrived (her crime? daring to flash her knees at a boy from the men’s university; unfortunately when a male lecturer who found her forthrightness in seminars particularly irritating was watching. He had denounced her immediately.), she is now a confident and eager sexual being, albeit riddled with internal conflicts.
She has been encouraged by the adepts who have had charge (and use) of her for nine weeks to retain her distinctive personality; they have focused all their energy on bringing her to a particularly high pitch of sexual appetite, in which they have succeeded (as they usually do with girls of her calibre).
Our photograph is taken as she presents her case for early release to the tribunal. Naked, of course, her confidence and certainty in the justness of her case are evident in every detail of her stance, despite the fact that she is exposed before seven highly superior and extravagantly richly dressed lords of the high church, none of whom makes the slightest secret of admiring her form, or omits any chance to quote tasty morsels from the brother adept’s report, describing her sexual responsiveness and avidity.
Her expression, though, betrays the first clouds of confusion; confusion, tinged with fear; confusion that will turn into disbelief, then to argument, merely vehement at first, and then finally into hysteria; screaming, physical rejection of what she has been told is to be her fate - that she is to be dedicated as a public whore at the altar of the men’s temple.
“Tut tut! Your refusal does you no credit, girl. This is the greatest honour your religion can bestow on you, my pretty”, intones the bishop presiding, once she has been subdued. His smile is a hypocritical smirk, and His comment elicits smug laughter from the others on the panel.
“You’ll need to be broken of your silly ideas first, of course. I’m having you assigned to my personal care.”
This breaking of pretty girls who have been led to become sex addicts (while being encouraged to believe that their unorthodox views have meaning) is of course, a perk that the Lords of the High Church reserve to themselves. Thanks to the steady supply of new ‘talent’, they have no compunction in using the crudest, most aggressive methods, even though these result in mental breakdown rather frequently.
The realisation that the brother adepts with whom she thought she was developing such sophisticated rapport were in fact cynically and ruthlessly preparing her as an entertaining morsel for these corrupt High Priests does her terrible mental damage.
This too is part of the plan, and indeed, once broken, she becomes a helplessly responsive, eager sex-toy, since it is only in extreme sexual intensity that she can forget what has been done to her.
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