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Birthing A Sea Lion Pup After Being Bred And Impregnated, by Jezebel Rose

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The church door opened and Casie’s parents walked through it, talking in hushed whispers about how good the new priest was.

‘’Did you know he used to be a Doctor?’’ mentioned Casie’s mother.

‘’A gynecologist, Georgia. Not exactly a Doctor—’’ scoffed Casie’s father.

Father Matthew Benett was cleaning the altar of his things and smiling in a contented fashion.

Although a little unorthodox, Casie had thought Father Matthew had made a lot of good points about rebirth. He talked at length about giving birth to the new generation during his first sermon. He’d said that regardless of race, skin colour, or even gender, good Catholics should be open to new blood entering the fold.

Casie had thought his new-age thinking quite attractive, really, and that’s why she’d stayed behind; she wanted to catch him alone…

Feeling nervous, Casie stood up from her pew and walked towards Father Matthew, plucking at her skirts as she went.

‘’Hello Casie,’’ he said to her from over his shoulder. Cassie stood stock still and struggled for words.

‘’You oughtn’t be so nervous,’’ said Matthew. You’re one of our best singers, you know — have you given any thought to joining the choir?’’

‘’N-No…’’ said Casie, turning bright red at his comment. She looked like a cherry tomato.

‘’ — Well, you ought to. Didn’t you turn eighteen yesterday?’’ The smell of minty cologne came over Cassie as Matthew came over to her. She drew in his scent and shivered.

‘’Y-Yes,’’ said Casie.

Her pigtails were lifted by his hands. He looked her in the eye and seemed to smile. Casie smiled back at him nervously, and started to feel very aroused. She imagined him restraining her using her knots.

‘’ — Casie! … Casie Mathers. Get over here. Your mother and I have been waiting in the car for five minutes…’’

‘’ — Yes Daddy!’’ Casie cried and spun around and ran from Father Matthew, looking back over her shoulder as she went.

He gave her a cheerful little wave and then turned back to the altar. Casie thought she saw him smiling idly when she stopped at the church door to chance a last look at him.

‘’ — Casie…!’’

‘’ — Sorry Daddy!’’ She said and spun around and joined her family in the car, thinking about Father Matthew.

Casie imagined him running his strong hands all over her, across the lace on her shoulders and the bow in her hair, beneath her plaid skirt and into the lining of her cotton panties where her precious flower remained untouched.

Though, sometimes Casie did stroke it late at night with her fingers, but never on the inside of her underwear. She felt guilty about it, but she couldn’t help herself. She got so warm these days — especially when she thought about visiting the Church and being seen by the Lord. She wondered what he might think of her touching herself late at night and shivered, realizing it probably wouldn’t have been good…

Casie realized her father was looking at her suspiciously in the rear view mirror. Casie had been staring out the side window for minutes now and hadn’t joined in the usual songs on the radio.

‘’ — Don’t you go getting any ideas, young Lady,’’ said her father.

‘’ … W-What? Whatever do you mean, Daddy?’’

‘’ — Oh, don’t play coy with me. I saw you back there in the church. Your eyes were glistening like a pair of pearls during Father Matthew’s sermon…’’

Casie heard a loud drumming in her ears. What did her father think he’d seen?

‘’I d-don’t know what you mean, Dad—’’

‘’ — Oh, yes you do.’’ said her Father. ‘’Well, don’t even think about it. You’re a small thing, a waifish thing, and though you’ve had your ‘red letter day’—’’

‘’Daddy!’’ Casie protested.

‘’— Don’t think that makes you a woman. You won’t be a woman until you’re twenty one, you hear me? So, cast any devilish thoughts you might have had about Father Matthew out of your mind, and when we get home… punishment.’’

Casie pouted and tried to argue, but her father would have none of it. He cranked up the radio until church tunes filled the car and her sounds of protest fell on deaf ears. She spent the rest of the drive home in uncomfortable silence, lamenting even going near Father Matthew…

‘’Let that be a lesson to you! No fraternizing with men!’’

Casie went running up the stairs of her suburban home holding her buttocks and crying loudly. She flung herself through her bedroom door and onto her bed. A peek in the mirror and a lift of her skirt revealed her usually pale cheeks smeared red. Her father had paddled her raw.

It was so unfair. Her mother had talked at length with Father Matthew. She’d even seen him bless her and she’d kissed his hand. Why did Casie get punished just for talking to him? It seemed ludicrous to her.

Casie slid off her bed and pulled open her drawers and collected her things. Before she knew it, she was stuffing her things into a bag and climbing out of her bedroom window, sniveling as she slid down the drainpipe.

In the garden, Casie waited by the kitchen window and heard her parents talking loudly about her. Casie pressed herself to the glass to listen.

‘’… Stupid girl. Doesn’t she realize she’s a frail thing?’’ said her father.

‘’She’s tougher than you realize, Cal,’’ said her mother.

‘’That’s what you want to think, Georgia, but she’s just a little girl. Eighteen yesterday. Kids aren’t like us when we were young. She’s got no common sense, no street smarts. You’ve seen her, ankle socks, bows in her hair. Christ—’’

‘’— Don’t say his name in vain!’’

‘’— She’s precious, Georgia! Too precious!’’

Casie left the window and stalked her way back through the garden. She’d heard enough.

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