Mary Sue and the Vanished Virgins

[Autumnal Equinox]

Baskerville was a town so All-American that it seemed to have fallen out of a Norman Rockwell painting. Located in the Midwest, it got plenty of sun in the summer and enough snow in the winter for sledding. Trees lined its quiet streets, perfect for a kid to climb. Baskerville was home to a small college as well as a Catholic institution called Our Lady of Eternal Chastity's School for Girls. The latter contained many of Baskerville's brightest and purest young ladies. Among them was fifteen-year old Mary Sue MacGuffin.

Mary Sue was a very pretty girl with light brown hair and hazel eyes hidden behind a pair of glasses. Her teenage tits were small but firm. While not very tall she was leggy and her firm thighs were topped by a sweet young ass whose perkiness couldn't be hidden by her plaid skirt. Mary Sue was oblivious to how many boys and men looked at her ass and imagined what it would be like to bend her over and ram their cocks into her tight little snatch. She didn't have eyes in the back of her head after all. That's not to say Mary Sue wasn't observant. She was a straight A student as well as the top reporter for the school newspaper. She had learned many trick from her father, Baskerville's chief of police. It was thanks to these keen powers of observation that she noticed two of her fellow Catholic schoolgirls had been out of class for several day. Mary Sue recalled seeing Pearl Tang and Patsy O'Toole the week before at the meeting of the Honeymoon Club. That was an organization where girls got together and encouraged each other to wait until marriage before having S-E-X. But Mary Sue realized she hadn't seen either one since then. It seemed odd that both would get sick at the same time and still be out. So she decided to asked her teacher if she had heard anything.

Mary Sue always wondered why Sister Prudence wore a nun's habit made out of latex that clung to her erection-inducing curves. Sister Prudence insisted that it was common in her particular order and Mary Sue accepted her word. Still, she did find it hard not to stare at those massive melons bound in shiny black material. Fortunately on this day Mary Sue's concern for her fellow students kept her focused on the task at hand and not those twin mountains of succulent flesh.

“Sister Prudence?” asked Mary Sue after humbly raising her hand. “Do you know where Patsy and Pearl have been lately?”

The buxom young nun looked a little nervous before answering her student.

“They... have a personal issue,” replied Sister Prudence. “We have to respect their privacy.”

Now Mary Sue was very curious. It didn't make sense for both girls to have the same cryptic proble. She decided to ask her father if he knew anything. If there was some sort of trouble then Dick MacGuffin, Baskerville's top cop, would be the one to know.

Chief MacGuffin had been both fighting crime and raising his daughter alone for many years. Dick had told Mary Sue that her mother had passed away. The truth was she had run off with her lesbian yoga instructor. There were many nights that Dick jacked off while thinking about the two licking each other's cunts while in all kinds of bendy positions and then cried until he fell asleep. Out of respect for such a fine man, the rest of Baskerville went along with this little fib. Most days Mary Sue gets home before her father and has dinner waiting for him. As the two sat down to eat on that night, Mary Sue had a question for Dick.

“Daddy... a couple girls from school haven't been in class and the teacher doesn't want to talk about it. Have you heard anything about Pearl Tang and Patsy O'Toole?”

 

[DomG]

For Dominic Zerbrechen the town he currently found himself in was almost too sugary sweet. Every time he looked out the window of the large home on a hill that he had rented for his time there he was reminded of the idealistic view that many American's had of the fifties, as if he had just walked into an episode of Happy Days and any moment Fonzie was going to ride his cycle down the street with a big thumbs up and a stupid smile for everyone around him. It was almost enough to make him ill and if not for his business in the town then Dominic would have never set foot here. There was however money to be made in this place, its idealistic mindset combined with the exceptionally well attended Catholic school made for a spectacular crop of beautiful young women to be harvested, primarily virgins... the sort of thing that certain people around the world would pay an immense amount for.

It wasn't the first time that Dominic had done this sort of thing, at thirty five years old this would be the eighth time that he had repeated this process and he had made an immense amount of money doing it, practically obscene. He could have retired years ago, after his second hall but he loved his work, he loved to find these towns, to move in and live in the fringes, to take in a few girls to act as samples of what he could craft from the women here and then before he left pick out a dozen or so of the most beautiful and pure of the towns stock whom he would sell to those with the right amount of money and the right contacts to afford what he offered. Of course when he left he always took the young women whom he had broken as an example of what could be made... keeping them for himself in a collection of broken fuck toys at his permanent residence.

Sitting in a chair before a large bay window Dominic smiled to himself, looking over the sun setting over the town as he sipped a glass of carefully aged single malt scotch, thinking over his work as one of his favorites approached him from behind, one of the first he had broken who he took with him almost to every job, she made a wonderful judge of what he and his clients would like, allowing him to find just the right morsels for his amusement.

Hearing her kneel at his side Dominic barely spared her a glance, smirking at the latex habit which she was wearing. At a nod from him she began to speak, telling him of the young women at the school, how no one was questioning the two girls who had vanished as their less then stable home lives made them perfect candidates as run aways... well almost no one questioned the fact that they weren't there.

The exception was the lovely daughter of the local police chief, little Mary Sue, who had asked questions about where her two school mates had gone too. Apparently the young woman was the sort who would always snoop around in other peoples business and was likely to keep looking, several local mysteries had been solved by her persistent insistence on do goodery. In the opinion of the fuck toy who was currently going by the name of Sister Prudence she might be some sort of trouble.

But Dominic waved her concerned away, a little girl wouldn't be able to interrupt his work, several towns had been gone through already and not once had he even been close to getting caught. Ignoring the look on Prudence's face, knowing that she clearly wanted to be rewarded by his attention for her hard work Dominic made his way down into the basement of the home where he was residing to check up on his latest work, the two young girls who had been in his care for several days, the private surgeon he had hired had told him that Peal Tang's implants would be completely set by today and he had only just pierced Patsy O'Toole's nipples and clit that morning... it was time to see how his two new sluts in the making were turning out.

As he opened the basement door he heard soft whispers that quickly died off as he made his way down the stairs, flicking on the bright lights in the basement. “Girls, don't pretend you weren't just talking too each other.” He scolded them, his voice mocking and his eyes hungrily moving over them. “Now you can either tell me what you were talking about or I can just punish the both of you until I get bored.” And with the way they screamed he would be entertained for hours.