I took it and thankedhim for taking the time. He just smiled and moved down the aisle. Ashe got part way to the altar he turned around. "If you eve... needsomeone to talk to, call the rectory. I won't make you come in and gointo the confessional." And the young priest flashed a smart alek smileand moved back into the sacristy.I sat there and felt somewhat better. To be accepted by someone outsideof my immediately circle was refreshing. And the fact it was a priestof the Roman Catholic. His voice was smooth and calm as he asked if I'd been playing with myself.I blushed before answering in the affirmative. My heart was pounding and in my mind I was freaking out that he had caught me doing so.However, I was even more shocked when he started talking dirty, almost having phone sex with me. Thoughts flew out of my head and all I could concentrate on was the sound of his voice, telling me what to do next."Do you want to cum for me?" Jason asked.I answered "yes" breathlessly, trying. I felt Shelly come up behind me. “Hold out your hands.” I did as she asked. Shelly began to tie my hands together. She then guided me to a spot in front of her closet. There was a hook hanging from the ceiling and she pulled the rope through it causing my hand to be pulled up into the air. “What are you doing?” I asked. “We are tying you up and you are going to like it.” Shelly replied. I looked at Allie and she just shrugged and smiled. “Shelly is the ring master here.” Allie said. “Damn right. She knew that, although very well-behaved at school, she was one of the girls who wore her hem well up her thighs. The school, though, never took any action against sixth form girls who wore the shorter than regulation dress hems. After all, by then the girls were all older, and plenty of other schools allowed girls of their age to even wear shorts particularly in the summer.So, as Hannah looked at her lap, she realised that Jeff would be pretty much lying across her bare thighs and she even.