The Truth Revealed (The Convent III)

The Truth Revealed (The Convent III)
I ran out into the barn and climbed up the ladder and sat with my head spinning. I used to go there to think or clear my head or more often these days to relieve myself of a throbbing hard on. How on earth could Ingrid be my mother? She went missing and was never found! I tried to convince myself. She couldn’t possibly be anyway because the precious lady I had made love to was a virgin. I mean, I was not the most educated in the area of sex but I knew that Mother Ingrid had never been with a man by the tell tale gush of fluid and resistance I had experienced on entering her. Mother Helena had explained all this to him. So how on earth could she………


“Are you in here my boy?” Mother Helena’s voice called.


I did not want to speak so I scuffed my foot against some crates that I was sitting near to let her know I was up there. She climbed up and sat near me placing some freshly baked cookies between us as a kind of peace offering I guess.


“My dear, dear boy. There are some things I need to tell you, to explain to you that will be hard to understand but will help you to move on and answer some questions for you. Would you like that?”


“I guess so” I mumbled


I sat and listened in amazement, disbelief and occasional horror as she detailed the spectacular yet secret plan that was put into place leading to my existence. She explained that while nuns took their vows very seriously and felt in their heart they could keep them that from time to time there were those who fell victim to the power of lust. It was the one area that saw many a good nun fall by the wayside.


Usually nuns who were drawn by the pull of lust found they became addicted to lust and controlled by it and therefore useless in ministry and were banished from the monastery. Ours was a small monastery and could not afford to lose many, if any nuns without it having a fair impact on everyone else in the convent.


After much prayer and soul searching Mother Ingrid had come up with a plan for the future. This plan involved Mother Ingrid being artificially inseminated and giving birth to a boy. She would give birth by the way of planned caesarean section leaving her vagina unspoiled and her hymen intact. Once this boy was raised and ready he would begin work servicing the nuns on a roster system quelling their desires and leaving their heads free of lust and able to focus on their duties and ministry.


This extraordinary plan involved getting onside some doctors and medical scientists, nevertheless they found the help they needed and their plan went ahead. Over the years that I was growing the odd nun that found she was tempted would go to an older and more controlled nun to be serviced as I had seen that day in the kitchen.

This was either a fantastic fairytale or Mother Helena was telling the truth. I began pacing around the loft with my head spinning more now than ever.


“Mother Helena, thank you for explaining all this but I think I really want to be alone now.” I said


“Ok dear” she agreed


“Oh and if it’s ok I would like to sleep up here tonight?”


“Ok, I’ll send Annabelle out with some dinner a little later then”


“Thank you Mother” I said.


I lay back and began to think through the amazing situation so much that my head ached tremendously. I fell asleep and didn’t wake up till later on that night. The smell of roast meat woke me up. I sat up and saw Annabelle sitting watching me with two plates of food for us.


“Do you mind if I join you for dinner? “She asked


“No, that would be nice actually” I replied.


We began to eat and Annabelle asked how I was feeling. I explained that it was a lot to take in and it would probably take a while to come to terms with. Things would definitely never be the same that was for sure.


Annabelle grinned


“Surely it wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world if you had to have sex with all of these beautiful women”


My eyes nearly bugged out of my head as I had not even thought of this yet as an outcome.


“It’s kind of funny actually” she mused. “The life that I escaped from is pretty much your mission and ministry her at the monastery”


For the first time I saw the funny side and began to laugh. Then I laughed a bit more which made Annabelle laugh. We both fell about laughing and didn’t stop until we were a crumpled mess on the floor.