<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/fEbXW2x.jpg)</div><br/>Once in place, three of the purple - robed cowled figures steps forward.  These priests or judges of Cyril as they are also known, for that is exactly what they are about to do, they will be judging her.  They seem mysterious, impartial, and devoid of emotion, it is impossible to tell their gender, their age, anything about them because of the magical shadows that cling to the cowl.  But as they close in around her naked form, Pipa does her best to try to relax.  The first steps between her splayed thighs and with silk covered gloves parts her labia.  She can feel the heavy outer labia parting and the cool air that slides along her sex sends a ripple up her spine.  She knows her sex is ever so lightly moist, but can do nothing about it.  She must lie here and silently take it.  The judge's hooded cowl lowers, it's face very close now to her exposed slit.<br/><br/><strong>"Unsoiled,"</strong>it intones in it's gender-less voice, as it then straightens and backs away.  It's cool silk gloves leaving her slightly aroused slit.<br/><br/>A second steps into the same place that the first just vacated and kneels down.  Pipa can feel silk gloved hands spreading her muscular ass cheeks apart, and forces herself to relax as a silken finger slides into the tight bud of her asshole.  The penetration feels somehow pleasant and not intrusive as she'd thought it would, and in some strange way it's almost a disappointment as it withdraws and the judge stands to likewise say,<br/><strong>"Unsoiled."</strong><br/><br/>A third judge steps along side the table and leans over her face.  Even this close, Pipa can not see the face underneath the priest's cowl.  She opens her mouth and the judge leans in, almost as if it was about to kiss her.  She can hear it sucking in breath through it's nose.<strong>"Unsoiled." <br/><br/>"Contestant,"</strong>intones the last of the priests.<strong> "You have been found worthy of becoming a contestant.  You may enter into training in our temple for the next nine months until the next dungeon starts as long as you maintain your virginity in your three sacred holes. May Cyril light your path." </strong><br/><br/>The door to the antichamber again opens and one of the three priests stands in the doorway holding a simple sleeveless robe of white linen.<strong> "Leave your belongings, don this, and follow me."</strong>the priest says.  Somehow Pipa knows that there is no arguing the point, but hopes her belongings will be returned to her.<br/><br/>She follows the priest through some more hallways, the smooth cool stone feeling somehow satisfying under her feet after the examination.  To a second room nearby he again ushers her in.  This room similar to the first, but with four chairs. All of which are occupied by acolytes holding scrolls.  The judge points to a spot in front of the four chairs and then moves behind Pipa to stand near the wall, leaving her in the center of the room looking at four acolytes.  What followed after that were a long series of questions that Pipa was forced to answer, and sometimes re-answer if they didn't like her response.  She wasn't sure how long she stood there answering questions, but eventually the questions started to get a lot more personal.  How much of the dungeon had she watched?  How often did she masturbate while watching the dungeon or thinking about it?  Did she prefer the touch of a man or a woman on her skin?  But it was the last question which really knocked her for a loop and that she had to think about for a few moments before she could answer.<strong> "You traveled here with two other contestants,"</strong>one of the acolytes said,<strong>"We ask them this same question.  If you could only pick one of the two to share a bunk with, which one would it be, or neither?  Before you answer, know that your answer, along with theirs, will determine if one of them is in your bunk for this year."</strong><br/><br/>Once she answered the four acolytes stood up seemingly satisfied finally.  They muttered to each other before one announced,<strong>"Moonlight dorm it is.  So, contestant, your classes start in a few days, but for now you have some free time.  Would you like to explore the temple, maybe a tour?  Or maybe you'd like a bath, something to eat, or to see to your dorm?  I also have a note that the Headmistress would like to see you at some point?  Where would you like to go?"</strong><br/><br/><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">ooc</div><div class="spoiler_body">Hey I'm not one to question you if you don't have time for a big response, but I'd love it if you could write just a little more meaty of a response then the last one.  2-3 paragraphs would be great.  Maybe even throw in some of the questions you think they would have asked her and her responses?  What she's feeling, thinking, etc?   I don't want to criticize, but that last post of yours felt kinda flat and I know you can do so much better.  If it's a matter of time or whatever, I totally get that.  Just let me know, k?</div></div>