"The priest lit some candles and said that these were special candles that would let him know what the Lord's answers were about me and all. He then started asking me questions about the murals and if I said something wrong, hot wax dripped on me to let me know that the Lord was displeased with my answer. It was really hard work and I was sweating and crying when it was all done. I don't even remember what he asked me and I got so many wrong. I was covered in this red wax all over and was afraid that I'd failed the test, that I wouldn't be found worthy."

Beth took a deep breath and I could hear how slick she was now as she moved her fingers on her cunt. When she didn't continue, I asked her, "Well, what then?"

She just smiled at me and I watched her finger as it slid inside her. I gasped because she'd never done that before because she was a virgin!

"No way! Really?!" I said, shocked and excited that the priest did her right there on the altar.

She nodded slyly, pushing her finger in and out deeply, all wet and slick making those sounds.

I leaned close and just couldn't resist, "Let me see!" I demanded.

She took her finger out and held her cunt lips open and I saw that her hymen really was missing, it was all gone and looked a bit raw and red. I dipped my finger into her opening and she moaned softly, rocking her hips a little. Amazed at my luck in being able to touch her like this I utched forward a bit to get even closer, letting my finger enter her recently virgin hole and imagining the priest sticking his cock into her, making her bleed on the altar while going on and on about giving her to the Lord and some such. She was so wet and I could see that there was still tiny drops of blood mixing with her juices. I used my other hand to lightly rub her little clit which was really hard now.

She began to moan softly and asked me if I could tie her wrists up, the way they did at church. Oh this was getting better and better as I continued to imagine it all. I quickly got the sash from her robe and tied her hands real tight above her head and then sucked her nipples into my mouth real quick before moving down to her juicy little cunt. My heart was pounding, I was so excited by the story and wondered if it was really, really true. Why couldn't my family belong to that church, it would have been awesome!

This time, I just pressed my mouth against her little cunt, tasting all her juices and could vaguely tell that I was getting just a tiny bit of blood as every once in a while I would get this coppery taste in my mouth. She was so sweet and delicious though and I lost myself in feeling her cunt lips and clit with my tongue, sucking gently, pressing my finger inside wondering if there was seed there from the priest. I could smell semen vaguely in her and tried to suck it all out of her.

Dr. Wingate lightly touched Trinity's quite swollen clitoris and Trinity exploded in orgasm, sending the indicators off the scale as she moaned and writhed for several long minutes.

When Trinity had recovered, Dr. Wingate asked, "What happened after that?"

"She screamed and then I heard her father bellow and he lifted me up by my hair, screaming at me what a slut I was, abusing his daughter . that the devil was in me and all kinds of stuff. he called me names and even started slapping me." Trinity replied, confused and angry again, as if still uncertain why it had all happened.

"He called my father, called the police and it just got all ugly. My family was horrified and believed everything they said about me. I mean, when we went to court and even before that, they dressed up Beth so that she looked lots younger and because she's smaller than me, I guess it worked. And then, because she made me tie her hands, they said I did it with intent and all that. Then they said that Beth was . I forget the words . developmentally delayed or something that even if what I said was true I had no business doing things. It was all a pack of lies. Then they showed a video in court." Trinity said, heaving in anger now as she recalled all that had happened.

"But it was all a lie, it was a fake video, I swear it. I didn't do those things. They made it up, like I took her virginity. They had doctors records that said just a few days ago she was examined and was a virgin. They said I did it all . " Trinity began to sob quietly.

"Are you sure you didn't? They have ways of telling if video has been tampered with." Dr. Wingate prompted softly.

Trinity shook her head slightly, wincing a bit as it was still quite sore. "They said they had video in her room because of her condition, that they always watch her to be sure she doesn't hurt herself and they said it hadn't been tampered with but I swear I didn't do it."

"I'm sure we'll be able to figure this out Trinity." Dr. Wingate said gently, "You just rest now and we'll talk about it again later when you are feeling better."

Dr. Wingate faced the audience and didn't bother adjusting the headphones, letting Trinity hear all she was saying.

"The courts have proven conclusively that the video was valid and all the evidence indicates that Trinity in fact overpowered the girl - who incidentally is diagnosed with a form of delay. It was speculated that perhaps Trinity had a lapse of consciousness, or entered a fugue state which she can not now recall which is what prompted her to be assigned to us for this study." Dr. Wingate explained. "She has been through an entire battery of tests, counseling, drugs and other things to get at the root of this, all to no avail."

Trinity gasped and began to cry as she processed what Dr. Wingate was saying but Dr. Wingate squeezed her hand gently and patted her lightly to soothe her as she continued.

"It can only be concluded that Subject 342 shall be given one last option for recovery via our program as conventional means have failed utterly. You will all be witness to this revolutionary program that is designed to deal appropriately with sex offenders of either gender. That is all for our introduction. In the coming months, we will fully explore the subject's reactions to specially designed stimuli and record the reactions in the process of building our feedback references. If you have suggestions for stimuli, don't hesitate to contact either myself or my colleague Dr. Jones. Thank you very much for your time and attention."

It took nearly half an hour for the room to empty as each person stopped to ask questions, make comments or get copies of related information. Finally Dr. Wingate and Dr. Jones were alone once more with a very groggy Trinity.

"342, you need to pay attention now as we need you to tell us something that will help heal you." Dr. Wingate said sternly, removing her fingers from Trinity's vaginal area.

"But you said all those things about me, that made it seem like it was all true!" Trinity said accusingly.