She suddenly giggled and said “show me!” I am not sure if my head was still in the clouds, I started kissing her without hesitation. In my own twisted mind I felt that I wanted to share this new wonderful experience with her. Her lips were so soft and delicate, I didn’t feel the same as I did with Alex, but she was so delicate, sweet, and tasted like bubblegum. When I stopped I realized that I had possibly crossed some line of indecency or something. I stepped back and looked at her. Her eyes were as wide as an owl’s eyes, she didn’t move one bit. I hugged her and told her I was sorry, I got carried away. She said it was alright, and with a shy smile, she told me that she had liked it, and maybe we should try it again some time. Right now we had to get back fast; it was almost midnight and we have to get up early. What a night!
Katie’s Journal Entry
I was thinking about that wonderful kiss. I remember the words from my family, and from the nuns. “Stay away from boys, they are trouble”. I wonder if what I did was wrong. I walked down to the cells last night while everyone was sleeping. I looked in each one closely, then war things and laid down on the bench. I am not sure what possessed me to look under the bench, but I did. In the dark and covered in dust, I was able to see something was under there. I crouched down next to the bench and ran my hand under it. I pulled out something that felt stringy and dusty, it had a handle. I shook it and realized under the dust that it was an old flogger. I shook more of the dust off it then inspected the tails on it. It seemed to be made of leather, it was old dry and seemed so worn out; but I wanted to try it and see what it’s like.
Maybe I should try it a little, as a preventive measure, just in case I did something wrong by kissing Alex, right? If that kiss felt that good, maybe it was a sin. Not sure about it, but maybe just to be on the safe side. I took it and slapped my thigh with it right under the hem of my skirt. Ouch! But hmm, it felt kind of alright afterward. I took my shirt off and tried to figure out how the heck they managed to hit their back. I swung it once over my shoulder. Nope, missed, and made me giggle a bit. I tried again, over the right shoulder instead. That worked fine, it stings a bit, but it’s alright. I kept doing that for a while, but kept hitting harder. I was now trying to see how hard I could do this. It didn’t feel bad at all, how was this punishment? The belt from hell was punishment, that was horrid! I had a little more fun with this new toy, then put the flogger back under the bench, but pushed it a little further so it was out of sight, for possible further use. What a strange, and unreal experience, I must be some kind of monster, otherwise I would have hated it, right?
Katie’s Journal Entry
Rosie and I have been going out to see Alex about twice a week. We are on Christmas vacation right now, and the students have gone home for the Holidays, we are still here. Last night I decided to talk Alex into letting Rosie come in with me to see him. He said it was fine, but he had an issue. He said he had brought some wine he had snagged from the church office, and wanted to share it with me, would it be alright we split it then with us three instead of two?
When we got to the shed, and settled down, Alex brought out the bottle, Rosie was shaking her head “no”, and was worried about it. She was scared that we would be caught; she had never had alcohol before. I had, during Christmas when I was with my family. Champagne was served to all, one half cup, but I went around sipping on other people’s cups when they weren’t looking, there were so many people, that nobody had noticed. That is until the day I got caught, I don’t want to remember that. I told Rosie it was safe, and we would make sure she was alright.
We sat on the ground and passed around the wine bottle and talked. It was all good until I had a hare-brained idea. I told Alex that I tell Rosie everything, she is my best friend, and that I had told her about the kisses he gives me. I asked him if he would kiss her, because maybe I didn’t do it justice. He should, because he gave me shivers and felt amazing. I wanted to share this wonderful feeling with my best friend; and I would like him to kiss her because I trusted him. We were sitting on the floor in a circle, so he scooted closer to her and told her not to be scared, she just nodded and closed her eyes. He kissed her so tenderly that I thought I was melting. I felt so happy for her; she had never had a boy kiss her before. I watched as his hands roamed around her waist and then hold her a bit higher, she sighed heavily and then, little shudders. I was watching them so carefully, nothing could have distracted me. Alex was kind, loving and sweet; I wanted to share what I had. On the way back to the dormitory, Rosie said that she felt so special, to have been included in my own adventure. I told her I wouldn’t want any less for my dear friend; she has been so good to me.
Katie’s Journal Entry
After all the fun we had in the shed, now I wonder. “Lead us not into temptation” turned into, “follow me, I know the way”. I led Rosie into a dark place, and it seems a little obscene. Am I corrupting my dear friend? I guess it’s time to go back to the cell and find that flogger, just in case it was bad. I think I am racking up the sins by the dozen. Maybe I can flog some of them out of me, yes? I wonder if that works.
Katie’s Journal Entry
Rosie is so sweet, we spend a lot of time together, even when surrounded by all the other students during class periods. Since the night we started going out to see Alex, things have progressed a bit. One evening, when we were coming back to the room after showers, I decided to take her to the cells and show her. She said nobody goes over there, but she was curious. I showed her the cells and told her what Sister Helena had explained to me. I then took her to where I had stashed the flogger and showed it to her. She held it for a bit and then gave it back to me. She asked me how it felt. I said well, I thought it felt good, but I might be doing it wrong, it was supposed to be punishment.
I asked her to take her shirt off, and turn around, and she could tell me how it feels. She smiled and took her shirt off, turned around and put her hands on the wall. I swung it once, lightly. It hit her soft skin with a soft sound. She said “again!” I swung it again a little harder. She nodded and I continued for about 10 minutes. When I stopped, she turned around, she was flushed and her breathing had been picking up. I came close to her; she was just standing there looking at me. I felt this electricity, almost as if you couldn’t move because it will crackle. I looked in her eyes, there was a fire in there, and as I saw it, I suspected we woke up some monster inside us both. I looked down at her soft round small breasts, they looked so smooth and I just wanted to touch them. I put my arms around Rosie and kissed her. I felt her knees give out a little when my fingers unhooked her bra. I backed up and slid it off of her. She sat down on the little bench, she looked a little unsteady. I asked if she was alright, she said yes, and looked down. I straddled sitting on her lap and kissed her again, playing with her beautiful breasts as she squirmed under me. I felt like I was feeding off her fire, it was making me hot as well. It felt good to be able to play with her body, manipulate it so she feels good. I got off her lap and laid her down on the bench. She said she was scared to death we’d get caught, but she didn’t want to stop, and then kissed me, I was now half on top of her. I put one of her soft warm breasts in my mouth, she sighed deeply while holding onto me.
Then I stopped and held her close as her breathing came back to normal. We sat up and she laid her head on my chest as I held her a bit longer. She then got up and started getting dressed again. I helped her get dressed, kissed her lips and smoothed her hair down. We decided to get back quickly, it was late. I stashed the flogger, and grabbed her hand and headed back to the dormitory. On the way back she asked if we could do that again,