She spied her friend dressed in a priest's robe as soon as she walked into the party. Perfect, she smiled to herself. The catholic school girl outfit was definitely the correct choice for the evening.
Father B walked over to her to say hi, not knowing what was underneath her coat.
"Bless me Father, for I have sinned", she gave him the 'I'm sorry' wide-eyed, bat your eyelashes look and cocked her head to the side. At the same time, she undid her coat and let it fall open.
Father smiled appreciatively at her clothing. Charlotte wore the classic school girl charm; black patent mary janes, white knee socks, pristine white cotton panties, tartan skirt that barely covered her ass, a see-through white blouse. A red bow adorned her long, beautiful hair, which was parted on the side.
Father lingered over her uniform and let out a sigh. "What is it, my child? What have you done?", he questioned.
She looked him right in the eye and spared nothing. "Well Father, today when we were playing in the school ground, I held my friend down and peed on her. She cried and ran inside and I got detention after school".
"Oh my, you have been a very bad girl, Charlotte. Very bad", his tone was severe but there was a hint of amusement nonetheless.
Role playing was such wicked fun.
Just then, Charlotte's friend Robert walked up to say hi. He was unaware an impromptu scene was being acted out in the social area and was new to BDSM anyhow.
Charlotte smiled as she hugged him. "Robert, have you ever seen a priest nerf bat a school girl?", she asked impishly.
Robert was easily embarrassed and mildly bewildered but knew Charlotte loved to play and have a lot of fun with it.
Father B and Charlotte did not wait for Robert's response. Father B took his cue and a handful of Charlotte's hair and they looked for a space to act out their scene.
Priests with nerf bats are often the most dangerous ones, you know.
to be continued.
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