The Ballard of Siobhan Donnelly:- Escape to Freedom

[Stormtrooper1990]

This is a prequel story based on Siobhan's personnel file. Here a 16 year old Siobhan, raised in a Catholic Orphanage in Belfast is being disciplined for her budding relationship with Saorise Riley a fellow orphan. This is not the first time and Siobhan is close to breaking point, and now she as reached the final straw. This is her story...



" Confess Donnelly, confess your perversion and God will forgive you, child." Whack! Siobahn grimaced in pain as the Mother Superior rapped her knuckles with the ruler. "Confess and receive God's love child." The Mother Superior repeated again, a lot more forcefully this time. Whack! Again Siobhan's knuckles felt the sting of the wood, she didn't yell out in pain, Siobhan didn't want to give the old crone the satisfaction of seeing her pain. She turned to her lover, the flame haired Saorise, tears were streaming down her beautiful freckled face her knuckles were raw and bleeding. Siobhan looked up, fixing the Mother Superior and Novice Mary Reed with a hard stare. " Confess to what, you old prune? For being what God made me, how can you claim to speak for Him, do you think our Lord cares if I decide to love girls. Of course He doesn't, you narrow minded old cow." It was so easy to push the Mother Superiors buttons, Siobhan had been doing it, ever since she could learn to talk. At 16, Siobhan never knew her parents. She was dumped as an infant by her parents who obviously didn't want her and had grown up into an repressed atmosphere, not a place for someone like her who always knew she was different from everybody else. Siobhan had shallow cheekbones with rounded features and sparkling emerald eyes, a mop of unruly short dark brown hair sat upon her head, cut into a pixie cut.


Her comment had drawn a shocked breath from the pretty if a little dim Mary, an 18 year old Novice. Siobhan looked at her, Mary had a decent figure covered by the repressive robes of her station, a long white smock that reached down to her feet, over which she wore a black apron dress, with a black half wimple that barely covered her long raven black hair. With black pumps on her small feet, and a chain with the cross about her neck. Despite being a novice, Mary was one of better looking novices with high cheekbones heart shaped features and almond shaped brown eyes, and Siobhan had seen the looks Mary had shot her way, Siobhan had to smile, how little the old witch knew about her own flock. A whack across her knuckles brought Siobhan's attention back to the present. "This is not working, no matter how many times I beat you Siobhan, it won't sink in." She turned to Novice Mary. "Take her back to her room, Novice Mary. Talk some sense into her, I'd you can." Siobhan could see the smirk dance upon the lips of the young Novice as she bowed. "Yes, Mother Superior." The old crone turned back to Saorise. " I will see if I can save this child's soul." As she was being led away by Mary, Siobhan cried out. "No! You get away from her, you miserable old bat. Saorise! I will come back for you, we can escape together. Saorise!" Her redheaded lover shot her a tearful glance, as Mary led her away.


As they entered her small room, Siobhan shrugged her arm from Mary's grasp. "Get the fuck off me, Mary!" She spat at the young novice. "You shouldn't curse like that, the devil will hear." Mary said, making the sign of the cross. Siobhan snorted as she sat down on her bed, Mary sat down next to her. " You don't need Saorise you have others that care for you." Mary laid a hand on Siobhan's, suddenly Siobhan had a brainwave. This close she could see that Mary was close to her body size and at a glance one could mistake them for the other, an idea formed in Siobhan's mind a very crazy idea. She decided to string Mary along. "I have seen the way, you look at me Mary. And I must confess I like it." A smile formed across the young novices pretty face. "I knew it! I knew you felt something for me. This is a sign, God doesn't want you to be with Saorise we are meant to be together." The two leant in and passionately kissed, Siobhan closed her eyes and thought she was kissing her beautiful lover. As they pulled out, Siobhan put a finger to Mary's lips. " Close your eyes, sweet Mary. I have a surprise for you." Mary did as she was bid, as Siobhan picked up a statuette of the Virgin Mary from her bedside table." Can I open my eyes yet, Siobhan? Will I see you in all your naked splendour?" Mary said as Siobhan walked behind her, gripping the statuette in her right hand turning it upside down. "Not tonight, sweet Mary." She said as she struck the young novice on the back of her head, Mary let out a brief cry of pain as she tumbled off the bed onto the wooden floor. Siobhan made a quick sign of the cross, apologising to the Virgin for using her as a weapon, as she knelt beside the prone Mary. Feeling her neck, to find a weak pulse, Siobhan breathed a quick sign of relief. "Sorry about this Mary, but God put you here for an entirely different reason tonight. I need your clothes to get out of here, and I'am taking Saorise with me." She said to the unconscious Mary, as she slipped off her nightshirt.



Now clad only in her white underwear, Siobhan began to strip the unconscious Mary. She started by removing Mary's wimple and shoes, then unbuttoned her apron dress from the back slipping it free from her body. "Wow! Mary have been holding out on me. Why hide your lovely figure?" Siobhan said after she had unfastened Mary's white smock, peeling it down her lush attractive slim body. Leaving the young novice clad only in a matching plain white t-shirt bra, which covered a generous pair of B-cup breasts, and thong panties, over which she wore a pair of nude coloured tights. "Don't worry, Mary. I will let you keep your underwear. I have commited one sin today, I won't be committing another by violating your modesty. But I will take your tights though. You won't be needing those" Siobhan carefully rolled the tights from around Mary's waist, taking care not to ladder them, removing them from her legs one foot at a time. After she got dressed in Mary's habits, Siobhan tore her night shirt into strips binding Mary's limbs and gagging her, then she scooped up the unconscious underwear clad Mary and tucked her into the bed, removing her silver cross from around her neck before concealing her body with the sheets. " Sleep soundly, sweet Mary. God will forgive me in time." Siobhan looped Mary's silver cross around her neck, and left her room locking the door behind her. Now it was time to find her beautiful Saorise and get out of here.


Using her stolen habit, and keeping her head down Siobhan proceeded to Saorise's room, a path she had walked many times. As she entered Saorise's room, her lover woke with a start. "Siobhan what are you doing here? Why are you dressed like? She said glancing at her stolen habit, Siobhan sat down on her bed, hugging her. " I borrowed it from Novice Mary. Come on Saori, we are leaving." Saorise didn't rise with her. "You hurt Mary? You will get into serious trouble for this, Siobhan." Siobhan blinked a realisation dawning on her. "Wait, what do you mean "you"? What about us?" Saorise looked away tears in her eyes. " I cannot go with you, Sissi." Siobhan reached in and caressed her cheek, despite herself Saorise lent in. " She got to you, didn't she? That bitch, that fucking old cow." Saorise passionately kissed her. " You have to go, Sissi. Before they find you. Run, live your life. You were never meant for a place like this. God as a greater purpose for you. You will find a girl who loves that beautiful stubborn streak of yours, that will love you without fear. I will pray for you, my love." Siobhan held her gaze for one more moment, then they shared one final embrace. "I will pray for you too, and I will never forget you sweet Saorise. Farewell my love, and go with God." They bade each other a final farewell as, Siobhan left her room. Tears were streaming down her face.


It was a tense 10 minutes, as Siobhan made her way out of the orphanage making sure not to look up, keeping her head down avoiding the gaze of other Nuns. She finally made her way to the front doors of the orphanage, and out onto the darkened street. Her face illuminated by the orange glow of the street lamps, Siobhan held out her arms saying a quick prayer thanking God for her good luck, as she laughed. She was finally free. Making good on her escape, Siobhan quickly put as much ground between her and the orphanage as possible. When she had reached a nearby Alley, safely out of the Churches reach, Siobhan bent down catching her breathe. As she did so, she heard footsteps behind her and a female voice. "Why are you dressed like that? Are you some sort of Nun?" Siobhan turned to find a young pretty blonde girl with long golden hair, with angular cheekbones slightly squared features and deep blue eyes. She was dressed in a black leather jacket and a tight pair of denim jeans held up with a black studded belt. Underwhich she wore a black tank-top with a skull motif splashed across her C-cup breasts. A pair of matching black knee high leather boots, covered her feet. She wore a filigreed black choker around her neck, with looped earrings, and bangles on both wrists. Siobhan looked her up and down, her clothes would allow her blend in a lot better then Mary's habit would. "Sort of, I really like your jacket." The girl looked confused. "W-what!?" Before she could react, Siobhan decked her with a swift left hook. The girl let out a brief cry of pain, as she fell to the ground unconscious. Siobhan flexed her left hand, feeling pain shoot up her arm, that was the first time she had punched anyone but it felt really good. After making a quick sign of the cross, Siobhan stripped out of Mary's habit, including her underwear and knelt by the unconscious blonde. Siobhan removed her jewellery, putting them on herself then pulled off her beautiful leather boots. After she slipped of the girl's leather jacket off her shoulders, followed by her tank top, Siobhan unbelted the girls jeans, working them off her hips and peeling them down her long divine legs, freeing them off her body. Deciding that she could do with a change of underwear, Siobhan whipped off the blondes floral patterned thong exposing her small vulva, crowned with a trimmed strip of golden pubic hair. After pulling up the panties, Siobhan turned the unconscious blonde on her side and unclasped her matching floral bra, revealing a nice pair of C-cup breasts with full roundel shaped pink areolas. As she got dressed in her stolen clothes, Siobhan regarded the naked unconscious blonde. "You have really looked after yourself, I guess it comes from being raised outside the cloister. You don't know how lucky you are, girl." Siobhan said to the naked unconscious blonde. When she was finished, Siobhan tore up Mary's novice habit binding the blondes limbs and gagging her with Mary's tights. She picked up the blondes naked body pausing to admire her pert peach shaped ass, and tossed her into the dumpster closing the lid behind her.


She scooped up the blondes fallen handbag, rummaging through it. "Sorry about this... Fiona Callaghan." Siobhan said as she read the girl's photo ID. "The lord provideth and all that. My need as greater then yours." Further inspection revealed around a 100 quid of money, good thought Siobhan that should get her a room somewhere, maybe a bite to eat as well. A pack of cigarettes, Siobhan swifty tossed those into the dumpster on top of the blondes body, and a small make up bag. Siobhan, unfamiliar with make-up used the mirror to improvise a look. Satisfied that she didn't look like a complete horses arse, Siobhan looped her stolen handbag around her shoulders, and walked out of the alley. She knew as she walked down the dark, lonely street that she would need more money and more clothes, but that would take care of itself. Siobhan didn't care, she was free from the oppressive yolk of the sisters at the orphanage, it was time for her to find her own path. To begin again as God wills it.

[simon4242]

thank you wonderful story can we have epic epilogue plse

[Stormtrooper1990]

POLICE SERVICE OF NORTHERN IRELAND

ALL POINTS BULLETIN

WANTED FOR 2 COUNTS OF ABH AND THEFT

Name:- Siobhan Donnelly
DOB:- 22/04/2000
Age:- 16
Sex:- Female
Eye Colour:- Green
Hair Colour:-Black
Race:- Caucasian
Prior Convictions:- None

Crime Summary

On the night of the 24th of March 2016, the suspect Donnelly escaped the St Sarah's Catholic Orphanage in the Musgrave area of South Belfast. She assaulted a young novice, Mary Reed 18 and stole her habits, she was found bound and gagged by the sisters of the orphanage on the morning of the 25th. She was rushed to Ulster Hospital, were she remains in a coma with a mild concussion. Officers questioned Ms Saorise Riley, Donnellys alleged lover, but she refused to give any information to officers, she as since been arrested for obstruction of justice and aiding an offender.


A naked young woman was found bound and gagged in a dumpster, in an alley a block away from the Orphanage. She was identified as Ms Fiona Callaghan, 21, from the local area. Ms Callaghan was rushed to hospital, and when questioned revealed that a girl matching Donnelly's description assaulted her and stole her clothes and money, including her underwear.


We believe that Donnelly is not armed nor dangerous, and not a threat to officers. But care must be taken to ensure that Donnelly is brought in safe and sound. She is a vulnerable young woman, and should be open to reason. Caution therefore is not advised.


WPC Sharon O'Reilly. Police Service of Northern Ireland

[Stormtrooper1990]

thank you wonderful story can we have epic epilogue plse

You are welcome, glad you enjoyed it.

Enjoy the police report.

[simon4242]

did mary wake up and what happened to the poor Saorise the ex lover was she released from prison

[Stormtrooper1990]

did mary wake up and what happened to poor sissi was she released from prison

Mary did eventually wake up, but as no real memory of what happened to her. Sissi was Saorise's pet name for Siobhan, it is also the same name Foley calls her.


Saorise was expelled from the Orphanage and later joined Darkwatch but so far hasn't seen her old flame yet. She was part of the influx of Darkwatch that defected following the organisations defeat. So perhaps fate(or me) will see them meet again, although Siobhan as moved on since then and is happily married to Annabeth. Although I doubt that they have forgotten each other, first love and all that.

[simon4242]

yep realised and re edited cheers

[Stormtrooper1990]

yep realised and re edited cheers

No worries

[Void99]

Should that read "Ballard" or "Ballad" in the title?

Trying to test out my long text only reading abilities .... getting dizzy. Might need to get out a Microsoft Sam type program again!

Good to see you still got the motivation and energy to come up with content though!

[Stormtrooper1990]

Should that read "Ballard" or "Ballad" in the title?

Trying to test out my long text only reading abilities .... getting dizzy. Might need to get out a Microsoft Sam type program again!

Good to see you still got the motivation and energy to come up with content though!

Thanks Void99, I think it's one of those words that right if you spell it "Ballad or Ballard' it's depends on what part of the world you hail from.


I 'am glad you like my work, the Shadowverse is something that I really enjoyed writing about. And with all the Stories about SOG 6 and Miranda, I thought it was only right to give Donnelly and Foley their own story. They originally started out life as expendable Darkwatch sentries, who get their uniforms swiped, but after I wrote the "Ballard of Siobhan and Annabeth" I developed a soft spot for them, and I have been planning their spin off for a while now.

I try and maintain a balance between the lethal and the non-lethal, to be versatile and create a little something for everyone. While my own preferences run towards the lethal steals, it isn't by much. And I can say that I appreciate Uniform Stealing in all its forms. I hope this comes out in my work.