Sintor smiled at the girls reaction to the slime. It felt as if her pussy was being rubbed, massaged, and licked at the same time, same for her ass and what else was being touched by the slime. He knew that she would be lost and when she was he would order the things inside the slime to pounce.

There were things I wasn’t gonna do….not even with the feelings….somehow the thought of me slime covered fingers up inside me jus wasn’t appealing…but oh….the way it slide along me lips an nub was divine.

I don’t know how it happened….nor even when, but me hands found me breasts as the slime miraculously supported me weight. Fingers played me flesh while I floated. Sensations stirred down low inside me in a desire to grip an squish things inside me….I fought it, instead letting one hand slide across me mound to play with the free standing center of me….

Gasping in the warm embrace of slime and sun, I let me fingers provide me days entertainment…fluttering across me skin….gasping in the joy. I squeezed me legs together, the slime squishing ‘tween me tightly held thighs an against the edges of me honey pot. I started a rhythm, a dance of sort as me voice echoed off the walls of the pit in sounds of pleasure. Already I had brought meself to the brink….there was nothing in the world but sun and slime in me hands upon me body….nothing worth noting at all.

Just as she was about to go over the brink, something shot into her pussy ripping threw her newly attained virginity, so fast that at first it wouldn't register. The pain was then overrided by the orgasm that the wiggling object inside of her caused her. It slid all the way deep within her tight pussy and wiggles away, only enanced 3x by the slime covering else where giving her a very pleasurable experience.

Sintor kept the one ready to get into ass for just now, since her ass would be more painfull and he needed her near another orgasm to keep her in bliss.

Something wiggle tween me legs an in the time the nerves sent thar impulses an it returned I was on fire down thar. The howl of anguish echoed off the confining walls, me insides feeling torn as the critter entered me most holy of place…..I reached down my body sinking below the surface of the muck as I struggled.

Working gainst the pull of the musk I moved me hands downwards. Fingers feeling a small thin end as it forced its way inside. Fingers slide along the things slick flank an I felt it go deeper … the end of it disappearing inside me. No longer did I care ‘bout the muck an slim upon me hands, I pushed fingers inside…anything to dislodge the wiggling mass that felt as though it wuz a curling within me….fingers followed it …. Still it stayed out me me range…. The stroking…the wiggling of a living thing pressing gainst the tight walls that held it in place…. I’d been too close before…the horror an revulsion expelling me lust an desire only to see the tables turning once again.

“Noooooooo Lord I pray…..this…..this can’t be right an good. “

'Hmmmm....wrong responce but i'll make due' He thinks as the thing kept wiggling in side of her, hitting all her pleasure spots. Now that the slime had access to her channel the pleasure she felt would be doubled while her pain would diminish even quicker.


He found it amusing that she would actually try to get the thing when really shes only adding to her predicoment by letting the slime into her pussy channel. He waited to use the one that was eager to enter her ass since he needed her in a high state of pleasure, enough to know it was gonna penetrate and actually allow it.

Fingers plunged in after wards…the muck an slim making me even more lubricated. I sought that creature with only one thing on me mind….I could feel it wiggle, sensations driving me to madness in the way it shouldn’t be a feeling. Even me fingers, now working up inside me seemed to generate a feeling that I’d want in me own privacy…..everything wuz a wrong here….an still it felt so right.

The fingers slowing in there seeking, the pain gone, an a being replaced. “oh no Cassie girl…. The lord didn’t make yah to be feeling like this…oh…no yah don’t….” I spoke a huskiness now back in me….fingers slipping free of the the tight embrace. Instead I tried to concentrate…to squeeze down on the mass within me an force it outwards. I could feel it squirm now…then seemingly expand ‘gainst me like one of um lizards that puffs up when yah want to pull it from its burrow I’d heard about in biology class. I could feel it within me tight embrace. Feel it push back at me an a chill went down me spin an made me squirm anew….

“cassie girl…no….no…..hold ah yourself now…….”

Amusing would be the best description of this girls predicament. The thing within her was to slippery to be pushed by her wet tunnels and only made the sensations worse as it wiggled around hitting every inch of her walls. He decided to keep it just wiggling so that it didnt concentrate on just one area and Sintor then concentrated on the slime in her pussy. The slime seemed to glide across her walls increasing sensativity where it went and went even farther then what was wiggling inside her to give her pleasure she probably has never felt before. On the other hand the rest of her body was already at the mercy of the slime as her breasts, pussy lips, clit and other sensative places where already aroused and felt as if they where being lightly carrased. Sintor intended to wait even more for the intrusion of her ass as the girl was soo to become a slave of her own pleasure.

Nothing at all wuz amuzing bout this predicament, no things wuzn’t supposed to be inside yah alive an squirming an well….shame I felt it. Felt it soooo strongly, the guilt of finding that whatever had crawled up inside me wuz actually pleasurable in some small way. Shame that me fingers felt so good rubbing me insides an I’d caught me self no longer trying to remove the critter but instead rubbing me self in ways that seemed perverse given the thing inside me.

Emotions mixed in me head, as the ooze itself seemed to caress the length of me body, like the whole vast tub of the stuff wuz alive with a common will. This couldn’t be happening, yet it wuz…the shafts of sunlight filtering through the trees far overhead, the warmth of the ooze like a living glove all about me. The scent of wild flowers that assaulted me nose an made me think of a warm bed of flowers in a wide meadow…. It had to be a dream. But the thing inside wuzn’t and the more I tried to push on it the more pleasure I felt. “cassie….no….ohhhhhh”

I sank into the muck till me head was all the at remained above it….felt me self float within its embrace like one of them astronauts in space all jus gliding about. Fingers closed upon the bottom swells of me breasts an squeezed tingles of joy an fire sliding inwards….much like what the wiggling did in me. It wuz far better than the dildo that hanaji used upon me….far better than even a vibrator, so deep an yet conforming to me shape an not me to its….”nooo” I wuz failing, had to be failing this test of me lords.

He watched the red headed girl writher and pleasure herself within the slime as a few more wiggly things make themselves known by gently carassing her ass. Sintor was becoming amused as this 'holy women' was breaking apart from lust and desire. He could see her trying to fight it but she was quickly loosing. The wiggling thing in her pussy was making it, it's goal to get her to orgasm or at least to make her mad with lust. The added stimulation the girl was giving herself would also make this alot easyier.

The Nuns at school woulda been horrified at me display. That part of me that wuz sane an new society’s ways trembled at the mere thought of being naked in the woods…rolling in slop like sum contented pig on the farm. Worse that I know stroked me self. Me hand slid to the other breast bumping the golden cross of me faith.

Eyes flickered open…looking towards the heavens as Me fingers closed bout the golden emblem of me faith. Me shield...the burden I so gladly bore before me. A tear then as I felt me mind tumble, a tear that trailed its salty path along a gunk stained face. A tear to push its way free of this filth an slim that me life was feeling. The whole situation like one vast metaphor of me existence….I could live within the slim and the muck….but could I break free an live in the suns warming light? Would I want too?

A tingling rose along me skin, another bump along its course, playing in the pit of slim an threading its way along me body….more of them….a wiggle within me an with a gasp of air I let lose a moan, calling out to the wilds of this strange place me answer….fingers letting loose, sliding over the taught mound to pinch the full an plump nipple.