Bondage Princess May/Chapter 3

After May's first visit to Beth's home, they decided to make it a regular occurrence to have her babysit there. Mandy agreed with the idea, unaware that Beth single handedly introduced her formerly innocent daughter into a lewd world of underaged sex. She had no reason to believe that; society gave her the profile of a pedophile that was vastly different from Beth. Besides that, she was also taught to believe that children would be horribly traumatized by the experience. This was a revelation that Beth knew she'd have to reveal to Mandy eventually, but now was not the time. She needed to groom May to the point that she was properly acclimated to the new experiences, but it would be a rough confession to make to her mom when the time finally came.

Beth was actually nervous. In all her years training and grooming children, she never had to deal with the parents before. All the children up till now were better off without their parents. Mandy was a good mom, though, albeit one that was screwed over by life and the world. Beth felt as much a duty to her as she did to May, and for her, that was a first. Was it a sense of obligation, or an attraction? Whatever it was, Beth started them all on this path, and for the first time, she didn't know how it was going to end.

• * *

They arrived at Beth's house, and as was the usual now, May stripped down and folded her clothes into a small basket on a vanity table outside of the downstairs bathroom. Curiously, there was already a set of clothes in another basket, even before Beth removed hers.

"Whose are these?" May asked, looking at the clothes in the basket. They appeared to be girl's clothes based on the coloring, though she didn't actually take them out to examine them, so she didn't know for certain.

"They're your playmate for today." Beth replied.

"So you're not gonna have sex with me today?" May asked. There was a strong tone of disappointment in her voice.

"I might. Actually, there's something I wanted to ask you, before we do anything else today." Beth brought May to her room and sat down on the bed with her on her lap. Her arms were wrapped around the little girl's body, her hands resting on her butt.

"You've been a very good girl so far." Beth said. "I want to take you further and see you grow up to become a fine, young woman. But... in order to do that, I need you to agree to it." She reached over and picked up a black leather collar from the nightstand next to the bed and held it up for May to see. It had a metal D-ring buckle on the front with a tag on it that read "May".

"Oooh, it's so cute!" she exclaimed. "It's like a doggy collar."

"That's exactly the idea. It's a collar meant for little boys and girls like you. If you agree, I'll put it on you, and whenever it's on you from now on, you're my pet to play with."

"So you mean I'll be a puppy?"

"Not exactly. You'll still be a human, but you'd be my pet, and I'll no longer be your babysitter, but your Mistress. As my pet, you'll love and treat me the same as if I was your mom or... or dad." Beth hesitated for a moment, wondering if she should mention May's incarcerated father, but she decided it was general enough that May might not think about it.

"Would mom know about this?"

"We'll tell her, eventually, after we show her how much of a good pet you are. People consider children having sex to be wrong. They don't understand how natural it is, and how adorable cute little girls like you are when you're in the throes of an earth-shattering orgasm. Until then, though, I'm still your babysitter to her.

"So... do you want to become my pet? I want you to really think about it, though. I don't want you to just say yes without giving it some thought. You're old enough to make your own decisions. I'll give you a week or two to think about it, alright?"

"Okay." Even after this long, May was still very new to this weird, but fun alien world of sex that Beth introduced to her. She didn't want it to stop, and she wanted to see and experience all the kinds of experiences that Beth had in store for her. The proposal, though, felt very absolute and ominous, and May wondered at what saying yes would entail.

"Good girl. Now let's head to the guest room. Your playmate is waiting for you."

Beth carried May to the guest room in the hallway across from the bathroom. The inside had a window that looked out into the side yard, but the blinds were pulled halfway shut so not much light seeped into the room. There was a queen-sized bed in the room opposite from the window with dark brown sheets. Above the covers lay a little girl who looked to be roughly May's age. She was completely naked as well save for a pair of leather thigh high stockings and arm length gloves. She was blindfolded with a red ball in her mouth and her arms were tied above her head to a metal bar, which was attached to the metal headboard.

"Who is she?" May asked. "And why is she all tied up like that?"

"This is a pet." Beth explained. "But don't worry. This is (usually) what happens to pets when they are bad. They get tied up and... punished for a while."

"What did she do?"

"Simply put, she ignored her Mistress' orders. She's supposed to be a good little lesbian who craves the soft, gentle touch of another woman. Her Mistress sent her to me so I could properly train her... with your help, of course."

"Lesbian? What's that?" May asked.

"It's a girl that likes other girls."

"Girls can have sex with girls?"

"And boys can have sex with boys."

"How does that work?"

"One step at a time, honey." Beth scooted onto the bed and positioned herself so she was right next to the girl. She came to life and started grunting and struggling against the binds until Beth gave her a light slap between the legs, right on her pussy. The girl recoiled, clamping her legs together and whimpering.

"That's enough, pet." she said firmly as if she was scolding a dog. "You behave right now or I'll have to punish you even further." Her expression softening again, she returned her attention to May. "Alright, honey, are you ready for your first lesbian experience?"

"Will it feel good?"

"Of course! It's one of the most intense feelings you could ever have!" Beth let go of May and let her crawl onto the bed next to the bound girl. "Now, what you need to do is spread your legs far apart and move in between her legs so your pussies press together."

May nodded her head and did as Beth instructed. However, as she began to inch herself forward, a thought came to her, and she paused.

"Wait a minute. You're a girl; doesn't that mean that you're my first lesbian experience?"

"I don't think I count as a true lesbian experience. You have to be with a one hundred percent genuine woman." Beth pushed May forward the rest of the way until her puffy girlhood pressed against the pet's pussy. May shivered and wiggled her hips around, trying to find a comfortable position. The girl's legs were intertwined with her arms, and she could feel her muscles contract at the feel of another girl's intimate flesh against her own.

"How does it feel?" Beth asked. massaging May's stomach and resting her head on her lap.

"It's really soft and squishy." May said. "Her clit is really hard and rubbing against mine. It's really ticklish!"

"You know, the clit is the most sensitive part of the female body." Beth explained. She reached down between May's legs and prodded her pink love button with her middle finger. May let out a small squeak and thrust her hips up into Beth's hand.

"Haah! I love how good it makes me feel!"

"This is what lesbian sex is like. How you and her are pushing against each other right now, this is called tribbing. You'll move your hips around against each other, rubbing your pussy against hers. If she was better behaved, you could find a better position to trib in. You could even hold each other in an intimate embrace..." Up until now, May could feel Beth's dick against her labia, her butt, or the small of her back ever since they stripped down, and until now it was flaccid. As she was talking about lesbian sex and emphasizing the joys and pleasures of tribbing, May could feel it starting to erect against her back. She wanted Beth to fill her up with it and paint her insides with her warm cum, but she knew that if she was patient and did the lesbian sex as Beth instructed her to do, that she would be rewarded. Besides, so far lesbian sex was kind of fun and exciting.

"Uhhh, Beth? What am I supposed to do now?" May asked. Beth seemed to drift off in the middle of her instruction. The woman blinked and shook her head.

"Oh, yes, tribbing, right. Just... hold onto her legs like this..." Beth moved May's hands and closed them around the girl's leather-clad thighs. "Then roll your hips around as best you can. Don't use your hands to stimulate either her or yourself; just focus on touching with your hips alone."

"Okay." It was a tricky exercise for many reasons, not the least of which was the positioning. May couldn't help but feel like it was wrong in some way, not from a sense of morality, but rather that she thought she wasn't doing it as effectively as she could be. One thing was certain, though; the instant she began to move her hips around, thrusting into the girl's hips and sliding around so their clits clashed together, it was a truly intense experience.

"Nnhh! Nhhh! Huuuh!" she panted as she slowly began to pick up the pace. The gagged girl also let loose a series of muffled cries, and she huffed loudly through her nose.

"That's good. Get your cute little clit as erect as you can. Rub it all over her clit and pussy lips." Beth cooed into May's ear. May nodded and closed her eyes. She tried her hardest to focus on rolling her hips around and finding what motions best stimulated her clit. That familiar, addicting feeling of a fireball building up in her crotch came roaring to life. It made her whole body feel hot, and she began to develop a thin layer of sweat on her body.

As the pleasure continued to mount, May changed her position. She sat up and leaned over the girl and braced her arms on either side of her body. She realized in this new position that she was better able to apply pressure against their labia, which in turn heightened the stimulation between them.

"That's a good girl. Keep going. Don't stop until you make each other cum!"

May forgot she was even having sex with a girl. She was so focused on her pleasure and the soft, plump feeling of their pussy lips pressing together that she didn't give any thought to it. Even if she did, she was still young enough that the concept of homosexuality didn't mean much to her. It was the perfect time for Beth to teach her that love and sex knew no boundaries of gender.

The girl convulsed underneath May as she hit her orgasm. She cried out through the ball gag. Her chest was heaving up and down as she tried to draw air through her nose. May could feel a warm stream gush from the girl's folds, splashing all over her girlhood and staining the bed sheets beneath them. The sudden warmth of girl juices against her pussy combined with the knowledge that she made her cum gave May that last push to send her over the edge.

"Hghuuhhh!" she gasped, arching her back and trembling violently. It was an interesting and unique feeling to cum without a dick inside of her. Even though her first orgasm was from Beth's oral treatment, she got used to getting violated by dicks to reach her climax. Without having a cock inside her, May felt like she was either floating or free falling; Beth noticed how wobbly she got as she came down from her high and grabbed her before she toppled over. She laid May down on the bed and used a towel to clean her up.

"Huhh... huhh... Did I do a good job, Miss Beth?" she asked.

"Yes you did, my dear. Did you enjoy it as much as I did watching it?" May nodded her head and nuzzled up against her babysitter. "That's a good girl, but don't relax just yet. There's something else I want you to do."

"What's that?"

"Remember when I licked your pussy when we first started? I want you to do the same to her now. Lick it until she cums."

"Umm, okay." May was a little unsure about this, since girls did pee from there and the girl did squirt considerably when she came. Beth's lessons taught her that the clear musky fluid she squirted out was not actually pee, but something else entirely. What exactly it was was confusing to May, and that led to one question after another until Beth finally insisted she stop asking before she got too confused. She definitely didn't want to taste pee, even though Beth tried her hardest to convince her that it wasn't.

"Don't worry your cute little head. You'll love it, trust me."

Beth gently pushed May forward and situated her so her face was inches away from the girl's sopping wet pussy. She emanated the smell of sweet honey, and there was a peculiar musk that made May's heart race. Her heavy breaths tickled the girl's sensitive skin, and she twitched with every breath out she made.

"Have you ever had a kiss before?" Beth asked. May shook her head. "Just lean in and close your lips around hers. Push your tongue into her folds and roll it around as best you can."

"Okay." May tentatively put her head forward and licked the girl's plump mound. Despite her expectations, her nectar proved to be sweet, if a bit salty. It was a unique flavor not unlike a fruit, but not like any fruit May ever tasted before. With Beth's encouragement, she pushed her face down against the girl's swollen folds and pushed her tongue in between her labia. The girl let out a muffled cry and thrashed around in the binds. Her insides were surprisingly hot, but her flavor there was even sweeter. The very act of eating her out May found to be very exciting, and it made her heart race like it would leap out of her chest at any moment. On top of all that, but the musky smell that emanated from the girl's pussy was making her mind all cloudy. She couldn't think straight, and the only constant was how much she wanted to continue the act.

"That's a good girl, May. Lick up against her 'roof'." Beth instructed, all the while massaging May's sensitive girlhood. "That's the most sensitive part of her insides!"

For the next few minutes, the room was filled with the sounds of moans coming from both May and the bound girl and smacking noises. She drew back to move up and assault the girl's clit with her tongue. She was starting to feel hot all over; not just from the heat of the two bodies she was sandwiched between, but also her own arousal. Her body cooled down slightly after her tribbing session, but even after Beth wiped her down, she still felt very sticky and sweaty all over. Now that it was getting hot again, she just felt disgusting all over, and she hoped that she could take a bath afterwards.

The bound girl was trembling violently as she neared her orgasm. Beth could easily tell, even past the blindfold and ball gag, that the girl didn't want to cum because of a girl. Resist all she could, though, she still found it an enjoyable experience; all she had to do now was be true to herself about her lesbian side. Just watching all of this unfold made Beth hard as a rock. May would not leave this room without getting thoroughly fucked. Of course, Beth's perverse mind had already figured out a way to satisfy both her needs and discipline the pet at the same time. While May finished the girl off, Beth slipped off the bed and went over to the dresser next to the wall to grab one of the toys she kept in there. It was a pink vibrator egg similar to the one May used the first time she visited Beth's house, but this one was wireless. She grabbed the appropriate remote control from the drawer as well and returned to the bed.

The captive girl let out a stressful cry as she came from May's tongue lashing. Her hips thrust upwards and she squirted her sweet nectar over May's face. She drew back and sputtered, surprised at the sudden onrush of vaginal juices. She learned from her own orgasms that some girls squirt when they have an orgasm, but it was so sudden and violent that even though she expected it to happen, it still took her off guard. Now the only thing that she could smell was the girl's musk.

"That was very good." Beth said, sitting down next to the girl as she came down from her climax. Her hand moved down between her legs and massaged her dripping wet pussy lips. The girl's legs twitched, but she didn't do anything to stop it. "You know, you've gotten me very hard, just watching you two play. I think a reward is in order for you, little one, but first, let's prepare our pet here for an exciting show. Show her your wonderful pussy, May. Make her crave it as a lesbian!"

The first thing the girl saw when the blindfold was removed was May sitting a few feet before her, legs spread apart and her fingers tracing her slit. Her labia was glistening from their love juices from earlier. She glared at May with a mix of emotions: frustration, anger, and envy amongst a faint but slowly growing attraction to her. Her eyes were clearly fixated on her plump girlhood, fantasies about ravishing May or getting ravished by her creeping into her mind.

Beth pulled out a length of electrical tape and wrapped all but a few inches on either side of the vibrator egg, then taped it over the girl's clitoris. She slowly spun the dial on the remote control until the egg sprung to life. It oscillated powerfully against the girl's clit, and she reflexively kicked her legs out in protest. Her thrashing was in futility, however; there was no way she could escape the vibrations or stifle them in any way.

"That's a good little pet. Enjoy the vibrations all you want." Beth cooed into her ear, making sure to shove her breasts into the girl's face tauntingly. "It's the only pleasure you'll receive unless you learn to love only pussy!"

Beth climbed off the bed and moved around behind May. Her dick was erect and throbbing with anticipation of plowing into May's preteen folds, and unlike their first time together, she didn't have to take her so gently this time. She would want it to be rough!

"Go on and get on your hands and knees, facing the pet." Beth instructed to May. She complied, looking backwards from between her legs, curious and eager at what her babysitter had in store for her. Beth prodded the head of her cock against May's wet entrance. She held the girl steady by her waist and guided herself into her tight warm folds. Her push inside was a gentle one, and by this time, May's vaginal muscles were relaxed enough that she could take in Beth's dick with ease, but she still took care to not hurt her during the initial entry. The pet watched on, tears of frustration welling up in her eyes. May and Beth could tell by her expression that she was envious of May.

As Beth slipped deeper into May's pussy, she rolled the girl onto her back and gripped her by her legs. The bed was just high enough off the ground that Beth was able to stand on the floor and push into her partner on the bed without either of them having to strain themselves and otherwise be uncomfortable.

Beth pulled back a few inches and slammed her hips forward. May squeaked and clutched onto Beth's arms. She could feel the impact in the core of her body. It was an amazing sensation, to have something so powerful inside her, rubbing against the sensitive bundle of nerves just under her stomach!

"I want you to moan for me, May!" Beth whispered. "Moan all you can, and let our pet know just how good you feel!"

May smiled and nodded, and Beth took her for a memorable ride. She fucked May with slow, but powerful thrusts. She moaned as well, in a way that sounded forced. They had sex enough times before that May knew how she normally sounded, but the only thing she cared about at the moment was how good she felt.

"Haaaahhh! Aaaaahhh!" May cried out. Every thrust caused her to move back and forth on the bed by several inches. While she loved the feeling of Beth's cock spreading her insides apart and filling her up, she also enjoyed the slightly painful shock of getting her cervix slammed against. This close to Beth, she could smell the woman's bold scent, something she grew to love.

The pet watched with frustration and sheer envy. She humped the air frantically, pleasured by nothing but the vibrator taped to her clit. While she enjoyed the vibrations, it felt very wrong to receive pleasure like this without being filled up. She felt empty, and watching May get fucked by Beth and not getting to experience that bliss herself was sheer torture to her.

"Nnhh... nhhh..." Beth huffed as she fucked the young girl. "It feels so good inside you. Your muscles are pulling at my cock and refuse to let go!"

May looked up at her, her eyes wide open and her mouth agape. Her chest rose and fell with every breath she took, and her face and chest were flushed pink from the increased blood flow throughout her body. She gave Beth a joyous smile.

"I feel myself on the very edge of my orgasm, little one." Beth said with a trembling voice. "Do you want me to shoot my cum inside you?"

"Y-yes, Miss Beth! I want you to fill me all the way up!" May exclaimed. "Please cum inside me!"

"Hu hu, how could I deny such a nice, well-behaved girl who treated her pet well?" Looking up at the pet for a brief moment to make sure she was still watching, Beth leaned further over May and braced herself against the bed, then pounded into her with greater ferocity than before. May squealed with delight underneath her. The combination of her pussy juices and the precum oozing from Beth's cock made the push in and out unbelievably smooth. Beth's weight pressed down into her, and May was being smothered by her breasts, though she was careful not to crush her. Her boobs were amazingly soft and squishy against May's face. This was something she always knew, but in the heat of the moment, she found herself tremendously attracted to them. For a primal reason she couldn't fully understand, she closed her lips around one of the erect nipples, and her hand latched onto the other.

"Oohhhh, May!" Beth moaned. An electric tingling sensation shot through her breast and up her spine. Given that her partners were usually children who didn't yet know how to treat their partners right, Beth's breasts rarely received any attention. In the event that someone did, the effect on her was profound.

Beth's hips were a blur as they spasmed back and forth, pounding May's pussy raw. The girl tensed up around Beth's cock as she came. She sucked harder on the plump, tender nipples. Colorful lights exploded in her vision, and her crotch went numb from the euphoria.

"Mmnn! Your pussy is squeezing me so tight! I can't hold back anymore!" Beth cried out. "I'm cumming inside you, May! HAAAAHH! NNHHH!!"

Beth stopped thrusting as she shot ropes of thick, warm, gooey sperm into May's quivering folds. She continued to exaggerate her moans, throwing her head back and panting lustfully like a stallion in heat. The pet watched on, imagining what was going on inside of May. Just thinking about it, combined with the relentless vibrations, drove her over the edge, but that wasn't good enough. She wanted to feel everything May was feeling and then some. She wanted a cock in every hole she had to offer, surrounded by horny boys and men and bathing in their jizz, even though she knew that was impossible now. Her mistress and Beth by extension would deny her that pleasure, and now the only sex she could look forward to was with other girls. Despite the immense pleasure her orgasm brought her, it was bittersweet with the knowledge that she might not get filled up by cocks ever again.

May felt the intense pressure of Beth's dick pushing against her cervix. Her insides felt very weird, but good as more of Beth's warm cum poured into her preteen womb. As May came down from her high, she released her mouth's grip on Beth's tit and lay underneath her, enamored by the warmth and tingling sensation in the core of her body. Beth pulled out of her, painting her plump pussy lips with a few more spurts of her jizz. She stood up and turned off the vibrator on the pet's clit. The pet settled down and let out a pitiful whimper. She breathed heavily through her nose, both relieved and disappointed that the inescapable and unrelenting pleasure had ended. She gave Beth sad puppy dog eyes. Tears welled up in the corner of her eyes, clearly upset about her situation, and Beth sighed and shook her head.

"Now now, pet. Don't cry." she said gently, sitting down next to her and wiping away her tears with a handkerchief. "You'll learn just how much better girls are compared to boys. They're cuter, they smell nicer, and they'll actually cuddle with you after sex!"

The expression on the pet's face conveyed that she was not convinced, but it was something she heard before. Part of her job was to reorient the children's' sexuality to whatever their owners preferred. It was important that their transition was an enjoyable experience; the only reason why the pet was being punished was because she apparently snuck out and had a threesome with two older teens. All things considered, she got off light. Now the next stage of her reconditioning, she had to experience the most wonderful lesbian sex of her life so she could grow to enjoy it without being pressured or forced. Beth already had several girls set aside for that event; May wouldn't be a part of it because of her lack of experience.

"Your mistress will be around to pick you up in a little bit." Beth said, giving the pet a kiss on the cheek before putting the blindfold back over her eyes. May at this point had found enough energy to start moving around again. She patted and pawed at her soaking wet pussy lips, smearing around Beth's sperm. Even more leaked out of her gaping hole, spilling onto the bed sheets. Beth picked her up and cupped her hand over her crotch to hold back the tide of spooge, and carried her off to the shower to wash up before her mom arrived.

"Did I do good, Miss Beth?" May asked, her speech a bit slurred. "I feel shooo full!"

"Yes, you made me cum lots by giving my breasts attention like that." she replied. "That was a very good thing to do during sex."

"Are girls' boobs really that sensitive?"

"Yes they are, almost as sensitive as your cute little clit! They won't get that way until they start growing."

"I hope I get boobies as big as yours!"

"You would look so luscious with a pair." Beth said. "Now come on. Let's wash up nice and clean before your mom gets here."

• * *

"Once again, I'm sorry about the short notice." Mandy said after she arrived at Beth's house to retrieve May later that evening. Her daughter was fast asleep on the couch with a blanket thrown over her. After May and Beth got out of the shower, May's exhaustion finally caught up with her, and she curled up on the couch and fell fast asleep. "I swear, this flu season is kicking the crap out of me. Two more employees called in sick today."

"It's no problem at all, honestly." Beth replied. "She's a very well-behaved girl. She never bothers me at all."

"You're pretty good at tiring her out. How do you do it?"

"It's just something I learned how to do after thirty something years of looking after children."

"Speaking of which, why do you do it? Babysitting, that is. It doesn't seem like you have any financial problems, if you don't mind me saying it."

"Well, uh... actually, do you have any dinner plans tonight?" Beth asked. The unflappable woman found herself hesitant to ask such a simple thing. Granted, this was the first time she ever dealt with one of the parents directly, and after hearing her story about manipulation and abandonment, Beth felt something in her generally reserved for the children she groomed. She realized that Mandy's position was no different from May's; she too was the victim of circumstances through no fault of her own aside from maybe bad judgement of character.

It dawned then on Beth that Mandy couldn't be any older than twenty six or seven. Given how long she has been doing this, she couldn't help but imagine that in slightly different circumstances, she would have been grooming her as a child. That knowledge made her feel a connection with the young woman.

"It's getting pretty late. I might just go home and throw a frozen pizza in the oven or something." Mandy answered.

"Now that just won't do. Stick around, I'll make dinner for us."

"Oh, you don't have to go through all that trouble just for us."

"Again, it's no trouble. I rarely have dinner guests over, and it's nice to cook for others every once in a while."

"Alright, then. If you insist." Mandy answered.

"Excellent!" Beth exclaimed, clapping her hands together. "I'll go get started right away!"

Beth headed to the kitchen and pulled out a pot and cutting board. She filled the pot up with water and set it on the stove with the flame on high.

"So you didn't answer my question, earlier." Mandy said, standing on the other side of the island. "Why do you babysit?"

"I've always been good with kids." Beth explained. "I guess the short answer would be that I never met Mr. Right."

"Why is that?"

"I just never found the right guy, for a lot of reasons. I love kids, but I wanted to share that experience with a man. Or woman. I just have too many... quirks, for most people to get used to. I get enough enjoyment from babysitting children."

Beth omitted the part where she had been adopting children for years, raising them to educated, disciplined adults and sending them on their way, much less her sexual activity with them. However, it was true that she never found the right companion, partly because she was a hermaphrodite, but mostly because she was a pedophile, and the difficulties around that spoke for themselves. Even though she had connections with others in her clique, she was simply too extreme in too many directions to find a spouse in any one of them.

"Well you know it's not too late." Mandy said. "You could still run into the right guy."

"Thanks for the sentiment, but it's quite alright." Beth replied. "I've lived a very pleasant life up until now. There's nothing I don't regret."

Meanwhile, in the other room, May stirred awake and crawled out of the blanket. After she finished having sex earlier, she was exhausted, and the events between them stopping and her falling asleep were a vague blur. She stretched her limbs and went to the kitchen, where she heard activity inside, and froze at the sight of her mom at the table.

"Mom! When did you get here?" she asked.

"I haven't been here for that long. How are you doing?"

"I'm a little tired, still, but I'm alright."

"What did you all do?"

May hesitated, unsure of what to say that her mom would believe, and wouldn't give away or even hint at the fact that she and Beth were having sex.

"I... we..." she stuttered.

"We went to the park." Beth answered in a casual tone. "We played some tennis."

"Tennis?" Mandy asked.

"Yes. Children need good exercise so they can grow up to be nice and healthy, and Tennis a nice non-contact sport. It's good exercise and it keeps you safe."

"So did you enjoy it?" Mandy asked May. The young girl nodded her head enthusiastically.

"Uh huh! It made me really sweaty and tired, but I really enjoyed it!" She answered.

"That's good. Just so you know, honey, Beth is inviting us to stay here a while longer to have dinner."

"We'll call you when it's ready, May, so go play or watch TV or something." Beth said.

"Okay!" And with that, May ran off to the living room to watch TV.

"Have you ever considered volunteering at children's ministry at a church or something?" Mandy asked. "I bet they'd love you."

"Nah, it's not for me." Beth replied. "I grew up as a Catholic, converted to Christianity in my twenties, then saw a stint of Mormonism, but before I hit my thirties, I got tired of all of it. I was taught to hate everyone that doesn't believe the same as I did, or hate myself because of something I had no fault in. I'm not too fond of the "Jesus loves you" message, either. "Love" is a term that they end up bandying about too liberally to the point that it has almost no meaning." Beth paused and took a deep breath, realizing that she let loose a sincere and personal side of her that she usually kept under wraps. "Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to be so frank!"

"No no, it's alright." Mandy said.

"You aren't religious yourself, are you?"

"I don't know. I mean, I'm not super hardcore on it, but I barely attend church anymore, partly because of my job, but also because of, you know, the whole issue with my ex."

"Hoo boy." Beth huffed, knowing full well what was coming next, though Mandy still explained the story to her.

"So as I told you, he got arrested for fraud and everything else he got arrested for, but then my church shunned me for being a pregnant single mother who got knocked up by a crooked sinner of a man. They kicked me out."

There were very few instances where Beth was genuinely angry. This was one of those moments, and though she didn't show it, she was absolutely livid. When it came to actually practicing what they preached, most religious folks preferred to throw the people who needed help the most to the dogs, in the rare event they gave them any attention at all, that is. Children were the most common and abundant victims, and though people like Beth were actively doing something about the issue, but were there not enough of them around to even begin putting a dent in the problem.

"I like to think, though," Mandy continued. "That even if it's not Yahweh or Jesus or Yeshua, that there's someone out there looking out for me in this world gone mad."

And there it was. Even though she was an adult, she still suffered from the same issues as any child in need. Beth didn't know what her family was like, but she could now imagine raising and training her as a child; the earliest pets she raised in the past were now older than Mandy, so it wasn't so farfetched. She deserved better. May deserved better. All of this she kept to herself, and nonchalantly continued to prepare dinner.

A little over an hour and a half later, after the three of them ate dinner, Mandy and May left just as the sun had all but disappeared underneath the horizon. Beth let out a loud sigh and wondered at the emotions she was feeling. She couldn't stop thinking about Mandy. It was the first time she could recall ever having intimate feelings towards another adult. Ever since Beth discovered May, she wondered at how she'd deal with her mom. She was content enough with keeping in touch with May after she'd no longer need a babysitter and just skirt around the mom issue completely, until now.

The question was, how should she approach Mandy with May's sexuality, and children in general, by extension. It was an extremely delicate and sensitive issue, and one with dire consequences should the wrong people find out. Beth and her organization survived for several decades because they were careful to conceal their activities and cover their tracks, especially in today's electronic age. Fortunately, Mandy was still young, and her generation was more open to ideas than previous ones. Combined with the mistakes she made and how early she had sex and gave birth to May, with the right argument, she could definitely be persuaded to Beth's side.