The whole missionary station had to be kept secret, as a civilian like Lilly should never be involved in such dangerous sting surgical process. The turn of mass involved was kept at a minimum, and no one apart from Penny, knew Lilly 's identity. And Lilly made spare for certain that Hank and Sam were never represent, in grammatical case some overzealous officer would begin to investigate them.

As the marketer wanted innocent girls, one of the most important things was to cross her tattoos in a way, which would withstand different experimental condition. Penny contacted a supporter, who was an expert in these matters, and soon, Lilly tattoos were begin covered with a water-proof paint, perfectly matching the color of her skin. She liked how the procedure, combined with a bare pussycat, made her look so young, and fragile. But instead of pondering on the innocence that was ripped from her at her young age, she only could guess about how she could get her hands on this paint to use it on herself for the benefit of Hank and Sam. After her delegacy of course.

Lilly, begin a tech geek, devised a waterproof GPS tracking device, which snuck easily into her rectum. She could not take a chance having it in her knapsack or dress, as these were probably be checked. She was so used to using abut plugs by now that she did n't feel any soreness carrying it inside her.

Finally, as all was prepared Penny briefed her for the go time before the mission.

-- - `` Remember, the present moment we know where is their hideout, we come in and rescue you. If everything goes right, you 'll not be harmed. ``

-- - `` That 's surely not what I 'm used to. '' -- - joked Lilly.

Lilly was excited, but also afraid. The whole affair looked very serious, but she tried to keep her intent up.

-- - `` Your contact point is a guy ... ''

-- - `` Yes. I know, Miss. The guy at the art class I 've been going to all the last calendar month. '' -- - said Lilly, trying to reassure Penny -- - `` He already fondled me several time and saw my complaisance. '' -- - she continued -- - `` I made sure he did not see any of my tattoos and to call back I 'm a Sweet decent girl. ``

Lilly felt warmth between her legs on the idea of the creepy degenerate taking indecorum with her during socio-economic class. The man knew his business deal, and was able to becharm a grab of her ass, while checking her drawings, or sneaking a crown of her panties, while she sat in her chair. Seeing how teachable she was, he was getting more than and more bold, frequently caressing her bed, while commenting on her art, and even making her sit on his lap to explain something to her. He was very good at it, and non of the other Thomas Kyd ever suspected anything, even when his paw ventured once onto her pussy lips, covered only by the sparse fabric of her pantie. She made sure to reward his effort with a mixed-up moan. Her pussy was getting wet even thinking about it.

-- - `` You are a properly girl, Lilly. '' -- - said Penny -- - `` Do n't let anybody evidence you otherwise. ``

-- - `` I do n't think nearly mass 's definition of decent, does n't include letting any man fuck your every hole. '' -- - Lilly said grinning -- - `` But thank you. ``

penny sighted.

-- - `` OK, smarty pants. If you do n't want me to separate you, then you brief me what is going to happen. ``

-- - `` As planned, I asked to help the Art 's teacher, Mr Harrison, to clean up after course of study. He asked me if I would be interested in posing for some pictures, and I said I would be delighted. He said, that some mass could get the untimely melodic theme about it, and to not tell about it to anyone. '' -- - she explained -- - `` I pretended to not realise his entailment, and said that I completely understand that former kids could get envious, and that I will not severalize even my parents. ``

-- - `` I have to say he has his floor covered. He always meets up with the daughter outside of his art course of instruction, so nobody suspects him. If it would n't be for Dad of one of the female child at his course of instruction, alerting us about his creepy conduct towards his daughter, it would be hard to receive this connection between the kidnapped girls. ``

-- - `` I have a set confluence with him behind a church of St Nicolas on Benjamin West street. ``

-- - `` It 's nowhere near where the guy lives, so he has to have some base of process somewhere near. '' -- - said Penny.

-- - `` I will meet with him, let him acquire me to this Qaeda. The place from where the girls are transferred. ``

-- - `` Then we come in, and arrest him. '' -- - said Penny -- - `` We 'll get the relaxation of the information from him. ``

-- - `` Do you think he will leave it up ? I mean, ... ''

-- - `` Do n't worry, we 'll make him an fling he can not turn away. '' -- - said Penny. She did n't want to risk Lilly any more then was necessary. -- - `` All ready ? ``

Lilly was dressed in a school uniform. To hide her identity, the uniform was from a school across townspeople. Underneath it, She wore white training bra, and Andrew Dickson White cotton wool panties. All her tattoos were covered tranquil, and to see even her firebrand, one would have got to do a very close inspection. She packed her missionary work issued telephone, some account book and a shimmy bear into a cute humble backpack. Just as she was inserting the spark GPS pharos into her ass, enjoying the pleasant spirit of being full, she saw her burner sound tintinnabulation in the tangible backpack she was leaving with Penny.

'' striver, you are to do what you think is right. That is an order of magnitude. '' Said the textual matter content from Hank and Sam on her earpiece, `` If Penny will generate you any trouble, just citation strawberry. She 'll know. ``

'' That 's a bit qabalistic '', thought Lilly. She never questioned her master copy guild, but it was weird for them to rescript her to resolve for herself. But she knew they were very serious about this message, because they nearly never called her a slave. She wrote `` I will, my original. I am yours to command. ``, pressed `` send '', and then hid the burner phone in a clandestine pocket in her real backpack. She then took on the phoney one, and left the van.

Lilly walked a couple of cube to the rump of the church, and entered a diminished door on it 's back. It was a eldritch home to touch with a artistic production teacher.

-- - `` hi, my child. '' -- - said a well-disposed looking priest.

-- - `` Hello. '' -- - she said, smiling, and sat down in the cool room.

The priest was cleaning up after mass, while people were leaving, sometimes coming up to him to accept a give-and-take. Lilly saw him looking at her. She knew that if he makes a go at her, she would own to serve him. It would n't be the commencement priest who would use her physical structure. She hated the idea of some men being in celibate, so she took extra good care of them. `` But now I should concentre on my mission '' she thought to herself. Lilly scanned the room for Mr. Harrison, but did not see him. She noticed that the priest was not only looking at her, but also checking if anybody was watching. Finally Lilly approached him.

-- - `` Excuse me, father. Are you a friend of Mr. Reginald Carey Harrison ? '' -- - she said.

-- - `` William Henry Harrison ? '' -- - said the priest, a bit surprised the girl came to him -- - `` Harrison. Yes, of trend, tyke. '' -- - he said looking around.

-- - `` I am sorry to bother you, Church Father. '' -- - she said, understanding he do n't require to be seen with her -- - `` Just charge me, where should I await for him. ``

-- - `` Just go through the door by statue there. '' -- - he said in a still voice.

-- - `` Thank you, Father. '' -- - she said bowing.

Lilly sat down again, for everybody to see, and waited. Then, when she felt nonentity is looking anymore, she walked to the door, and quickly slipped in. Behind the door there was a set of stairs going down. A tingle went over Lilly 's back, as she looked down the dingy spiralling staircase.

Lilly imagined previous female child being led here by the non-Christian priest. Shy, uncertain, but trusting girls, being led by a figure of agency, to their immurement. She felt conflicted while imagining it. On the one hand, she felt all warm and turned on, by the thought of a honeyed naif girl slowly realizing the man she trusted is not pure and good, as he leads her to a dungeon under a church. On the early, she knew not all girls are sluts like her. And even she, shuttered on the though of being kidnapped, and never seen again.

Lilly slowly walked down the stair. She basement below the church service was poorly lit, and was quite damp. It looked more like some catacombs, then a basement. She knew she was supposed to sit in the broad corridor, but decided she still had clock time, before the priest could go to the room access unnoticed, and it would be estimable for her commission to look around. `` Do what you think is right on '' she reminded herself her masters'orders.

Lilly started to look behind all the door. Some of them hid storage suite. One was leading to a long wickedness corridor. When she opened another one, which looked heavier then the other, she her jaw dropped. Behind it, there was a room, with a old stained king size mattress on the floor. On a small-scale ledge on the paries, there was an miscellanea of dildos, of every size, rump plugs, and joke. On the wall, with a bit of a distance from the mattress, hanged a long whip. It looked nasty, and hanged like a unspoken warning. Even Lilly felt intimidated by it. Beneath it, was another modest shelf, with a ***********ion of crops, canes, cruddy looking clinch and alligator clips. Seeing all this Lilly felt her pussy moisten. But the matter that really made Lilly dripping was the sight of the fleshy metal shackles bolted to the wall by the mattress, and two steel food bowls beside it. The small diddly-squat toilet in the recession just in range of the range of mountains, confirmed to Lilly, that women were kept here for days. Maybe calendar month. Available for use, any time, day or night, by anybody with a key. Lilly guessed these door were n't locked only because there was no occupier now.

Lilly 's mind raced. She quickly understood that Mr Harrison will not be joining them, and that he was just a middle man, directing her to the priest. `` A church sure is a great office to hide out a trafficking surgery '', she thought. But something did n't add up. It did n't look like the base of operation. Remembering her orders, she quickly looked through the other threshold, and did n't find out anything leery, apart from a Wyrd looking hearth. Before the priest would descend down the stairs, Lilly quickly took out her agency-issued phone from her sweet girly backpack, and turned on the listening device mode. centime could now get wind whatever was happening. She then raced to the room with the mattress, and placed the phone behind rim of the diddlyshit toilet. She then quickly closed the room access, and sat down in a chair in the principal corridor, just as she heard the door upstair open.

When she saw him coming down the step, with a sober expression on his face, Lilly made indisputable she acted right respectful, and immediately stood up, dropping her eyes.

-- - `` It 's an accolade to see you again, Father of the Church '' -- - she said in a subservient tone.

The man smiled. She clearly enjoyed his position of authority.

-- - `` I met a lot of young lady your age ... '' -- - he said -- - `` But you are surely the most eager ... ''

-- - `` Eager, sir ? '' -- - said Lilly innocently.

She quickly realized that she was probably the commencement victim of his, who actually approached him first, and then without question just went down to his den.

-- - `` I mean, respectful. ``

-- - `` Oh. Thank you, sir. I was taught I owe men prise, and to be a good young woman, and listen to what I 'm told, Father. ``

-- - `` You were brought up well, I see. '' -- - he said.

'' Yes. By my masters. '' she thought.

-- - `` Not many girls these years think this way. ``

-- - `` Maybe they did not have a skilful influence in their lives. '' -- - she said indulging in his way of thinking -- - `` I 'm sure that you could help them understand. ``

-- - `` I think I did persuade a few. '' -- - he said in a forbidding way -- - `` So, child, what brings you here ? ``

-- - `` Mr. Harrison, sir. He said to take on him here. ``

-- - `` And prompt me, what does Mr Sir Rex Harrison do ? '' -- - he asked, confirming her misgiving he did n't even know the arts instructor, and they were probably communicating through some anonymous internet forum.

-- - `` He 's the best arts teacher ever. '' -- - she said eagerly -- - `` I have deterrent example with him, and he likes my works very much. ``

-- - `` He does, does he ? That 's very nice. '' -- - the man said -- - `` And why would he meet up with you outside of the class ? ``

-- - `` Oh. '' -- - said Lilly blushing, and placing one leg in her tiptoes in a gesture of shyness -- - `` I ... ''

-- - `` You know, you should not lie to a priest, do n't you ? '' -- - said the man.

-- - `` I know, Father. I 'm very bad. '' -- - she said dropping her eyes -- - `` It 's just ... I think Mr Harrison thinks I 'm pretty, and ... he would like to paint me. ``

-- - `` Oh. I see. '' -- - the non-Christian priest said in a judgemental way -- - `` And you would like to be painted ? ``

-- - `` Yes ... '' -- - she said blushing again.

-- - `` And do you think he would paint you in these clothes ? '' -- - he said sitting down in a chair.

-- - `` Would n't he ? '' -- - she said looking at her school uniform -- - `` Are n't they pretty ? ``

-- - `` They surely are. '' -- - said the man, enjoying her cute responses -- - `` But men, actual men, want to see more than. ``

-- - `` More, sir ? '' -- - she asked innocently.

-- - `` Yes. More of your body, child. ``

-- - `` My ... ''

-- - `` Do n't you call back, God created it for a intellect ? ``

'' Yes. To be abused and fucked '' she thought to herself.

-- - `` You think Mr President Benjamin Harrison would like to see ... ''

-- - `` Yes. You said you were taught to honor men. ``

-- - `` Yes, founding father. I was. '' -- - she said in a representative of panic.

-- - `` Then you should be prepared to show men what they want to see. '' -- - he said, pausing to let it go down in.

Lilly felt weird, standing in forepart of this man, who was sitting comfortably in a chair, and reprimanding her. Because of her diminished material body, she did n't have a feeling like she 's looking down on him. She felt more like being an animal standing on tooshie hand to gain a treat.

-- - `` Could you, learn me, sir ? '' -- - he said after a minute -- - `` Show me what would Mr President William Henry Harrison like to see ? ``

-- - `` I do n't bonk, child. I am a priest. I should n't be even talking about such things. ``

-- - `` Please, Father. I will not tell anybody. '' -- - she said, knowing fully well the man was n't planning for her to leave behind this basement ever again -- - `` Please. I would n't desire to disappoint him. ``

-- - `` I still do n't know. You are probably not senesce enough for such thing, and will just chicken out, the first thing I say. ``

-- - `` I wo n't. '' -- - she said playing into his plot -- - `` I promise. I will do whatever you say. ``

-- - `` OK '' -- - he said -- - `` undo your shirt. '' -- - he ordered, half expecting her to balk.

Lilly dropped her head in pity, but pulled her shirt out of her skirt, and started to undo the push button from top to bottom.

-- - `` stay. '' -- - said the man, when she was half way down.

Lilly looked up, with affright eyes.

-- - `` Did I do something wrong, Father ? '' -- - she asked.

-- - `` No. '' -- - he said -- - `` Now uncover your berm. ``

Lilly dropped her shirt on both face, exposing her neck, shoulder joint and the top of her bra.

-- - `` You wear a bra ? '' -- - he asked, with a vile smile.

-- - `` Yes, sir. It 's a breeding bra. '' -- - she said.

-- - `` Why do you wear out it. It does n't face like you need any support. '' -- - he said, enjoying her abasement. Lilly was very self-aware about her tiny breasts.

-- - `` I know, sir. '' -- - she said, hanging her head in shame -- - `` You, see, sir. My nipples ... ''

-- - `` Yes ? ``

-- - `` My nipples sometimes get very hard. '' -- - she said making him stir in his seat -- - `` And that would be visible through the E. B. White shirt. ``

-- - `` And when do they get hard, child ? '' -- - he asked.

-- - `` When ... '' -- - she said blushing -- - `` When Mr Sir Rex Harrison touched me ... on ... on my bum, sir. ``

The man smiled.

-- - `` And you think Mr. Harrision would not savor seeing your heavily mamilla straining against your shirt ? ``

-- - `` He would, sir ? '' -- - she said -- - `` I 'm dingy, father. I did not thought about it this way. ``

-- - `` I think you disrespected him. ``

-- - `` Really ? '' -- - she said looking at him -- - `` You think so ? ``

-- - `` Yes. You were just thinking of yourself. '' -- - he said, rubbing it in.

-- - `` Oh, no. '' -- - she exclaimed -- - `` I 'm sorry, founding father. I will do right next metre. I will block up wearing this bra. ``

-- - `` No bra, and no step-in. '' -- - said the priest.

-- - `` Panties, sir ? '' -- - she asked innocently -- - `` But I sometimes ... I am sometimes wet ... down there. I do n't require my skirt dirty. ``

-- - `` That 's your problem missy. '' -- - the man said judgementally -- - `` If you ca n't take your mind out of the gutter, and restrain having soiled thoughts, you 'll stay on to hold to wash the soil off of your annulus. brand of shame. ``

Lilly had to look up to the man 's pure distilled sexism.

-- - `` Yes, sir. '' -- - she said hanging her straits again.

-- - `` Well ? '' -- - the man asked -- - `` What are you waiting for ? ``

Lilly realized the man wants her to remove the garments then and there. She slipped the straps of her bra off of her shoulder joint, and pulled the cotton cloth down below her bosom, or stumblebum really. They were covered only by her opened shirt now. She then slipped off her panties, under her bird, and stepped out of them. She then crouched down to pick them up. All her bowel movement being a bit awkward, as she tried not to hoist her hired hand too much, not to raise up her shirt.

The man extended his helping hand expectantly. She dropped her soaked step-in in his palm as the man smiled.

-- - `` I see your point is full of unclean intellection. '' -- - he said looking at her dump pantie, making her turn crimson red. -- - `` So, maybe you will tell me now, what else would a man want to see ? ``

Lilly thought for a instant, how sheer to be. Her mind was n't really thinking about the missionary post now, but more about satisfying the man in front of her. She slipped her shirt all the way to her elbows, exposing her breasts.

-- - `` You think, that what a man wants from you ? '' -- - said the man, deepening her chagrin -- - `` Is that all you have to proffer ? ``

Lilly shivered. She used the bound freedom of her hands, to grab at the hem of her bird, and plagiarize it to divulge her pussy mound.

-- - `` other fille dress modestly, they have nous and skills, and you ? You have only this. dyad of boob, and a wet cunt. '' -- - he said in a cheapen way -- - `` Is that right, child ? ``

-- - `` Yes, Father of the Church. '' -- - she said, Thomas More to herself then him.

-- - `` And you knew wide well, when you came to see Mr Harrison, that he will want to see that, did n't you ? '' -- - he asked.

-- - `` Yes, Fatherhood. '' -- - she said, a tear going down her cheek.

-- - `` You knew that he did n't really care your art, '' -- - he said driving the last nails of humiliation in -- - `` he just wanted your bitch and breast. ``

-- - `` Yes, Father. '' -- - she said, nearly sobbing -- - `` Because that 's all I have of offer. ``

-- - `` Exactly. '' -- - he said -- - `` And you love to rally men with your wicked body. You want them to count at you, undress you, touch you. ``

-- - `` Yes, Father. '' -- - she said.

There was a prospicient pause in which Lilly stood, with her dame lifted, her breasts uncovered, shivering.

-- - `` You can drop the bird '' -- - said the man.

Lilly dropped it, and lifted her shirt, leaving the bra still below her breasts.

-- - `` Leave it unbuttoned. '' -- - he said, when she started to button up the shirt.

-- - `` Yes, Father. '' -- - she said leaving the bloodless shirt parted -- - `` Father-God, can I use the privy ? ``

-- - `` Yes. '' -- - he said showing her the door -- - `` There it is. ``

Lilly grabbed her backpack, but the non-Christian priest stopped her.

-- - `` will it. '' -- - he said imposingly -- - `` You will not call for it, will you ? ``

Lilly knew the man thought she could have a cadre headphone in her knapsack, and did n't want her calling anybody, while in the stool. Lilly already knew behind which door the can is, but she pretended not to remember he door he showed her and went directly for the room with the mattress. Before the man could react, she opened the room and gasped in sham astonishment.

As she stood at the entrance, taking in the sight, she felt him walk behind her.

-- - `` You should n't deliver done that. ''