Sisters of Penance

Sisters of Penance

Throughout history, tales of the clandestine debauchery of the churches has been told and retold. This story is complete fiction, but could easily have happened. The secret order of nuns that perform in cooperation with the lascivious clergy to “absorb” their sins… and take the punishment for committing them… is not all that far-fetched. Enjoy… let me know if you’d like more “religious” themed works.

--monsignor--

       Sister Selene took her place against the St. Andrew’s cross and allowed her hands to be fastened to the beams. She felt her body being hoisted into the air and the waist strap cinched tightly, holding her naked, helpless body against the rough wood. Her legs were bound and tied at the lower extensions of the beams. Her upper torso was exposed through the “V” created at the wooden intersection of beams and her entire backside was exposed to her tormentor.

       “Beat me, Father, for I have sinned…” she said submissively. Without hesitation, the sound of a whip coursing through the air stung its kiss across her bare, soft ass. The rhythm became monotonous as the whip flew back and forth on her naked flesh. Moving up her back, the lash would then find a course that took it to her upper thighs. Inside and out of her tender legs became redder and more sensitized to its evil touch. The woman moaned slightly to herself as she withstood the brutal whipping.

       How long had it been since she had taken the vow to endure these humiliations, she thought to herself? Five years? Ten years? She couldn’t remember… only the time-keeping of the harsh lash made any sense in time now. She remembered being young and pretty… and how the priest had lusted after her so many years ago. Now she was still used in the most lewd and brutal of manners… and withstood many more beatings on her well used flesh, but time was taking its toll there, too. Her breasts sagged more, her tummy was rounder, but she still instilled the desire to sin with her… for which she took her beatings and humiliation.

       After twenty minutes of whipping the lash stopped tearing at her body. She hung her head and tried to relax as the next device was chosen and applied. The deep male voice woke the naked nun from her trancelike state. “Do you confess to your sins?” he bellowed.

       Thoughtfully the woman replied, knowing exactly what the priest wanted to hear. “I do, Father…” she said calmly, “I confess to committing sodomy, performing fellatio, fornicating and even cunnilingus with another young nun…” she said. “Do you want to hear my full confession, Father?” she asked, “Or hear them singularly as you punish me for them?”

       The priest stepped close to the cross and pressed his thick thumb against the nun’s exposed asshole, pressing it inward. He kissed her ass cheek and bit the reddened mound with his teeth. “Tell me of your sins individually, my sweet, Sister…” he said with a rasp in his voice from his growing excitement, “I will administer your punishment while you speak. You will tell me of each transgression… and the story behind it. One at a time, of course, so I will know how harsh your punishment should be.”

       “Of course, thank you, Father…” she replied humbly, knowing his excitement would grow with each lascivious, but true, tale.

       Sister Selene began to relate the story of her seduction into cunnilingus. “I was told to report to Mother Superior’s office that morning…” she started, “and was introduced to Sister Rosa… a very pretty young nun…”

       Selene told him how she and Rosa were tasked with cleaning the chapel and sacristy. They both wiped and washed the entire space with cloths and mops. It seemed that Rosa developed a stomach ache that was preventing her from working. She told Selene that she thought she might be starting her period. “Oh, Sister, please look…” she pleaded with the older nun, “see if I’m bleeding, I shouldn’t bleed near the altar.”

       Hesitantly, Selene agreed and took the younger woman to the sacristy. She had her lean back on one of the chairs inside. Since nuns of the order were not allowed to wear underclothes, and they must keep their genitals shaved smooth, this would have been a quick and easy task. See blood, end task… so simple. Yet, Rosa had other things in mind.

       Selene peered at the pink lipped pussy of her peer. “There seems to be no blood, Sister…” she told her and stood to leave. “Wait, Sister, there must be something there, I can feel it…” the girl pleaded. Selene knelt again and looked at the shaven mound. She reached down with her fingers and pulled the lips apart. She could smell the steamy lust emanating from the girl’s cunt. The drops of juice were making the folds of flesh glisten. Selene felt a hand on her head as she looked at the tempting fruit before her. “Eat me, Sister…” came the hushed command.

       Selene had only performed cunnilingus a few times in her life and none recently. She looked at the perfect pussy before her and decided that she’d let the girl’s hand direct her moves. She leaned forward. Her mouth engulfed the soft, warm lips and her tongue dove into the hardening clitoris, roughing it up as she tasted the young woman’s juices. She used her tongue like a stiffened dick and drove it into the girl’s vagina. “Fuck me!” yelled the woman. “Fuck me with your tongue!” she started to scream.

       Selene continued for several minutes until the girl’s body spasmed and unleashed her orgasm. The juices flooded into Selene’s face. She lapped them up like a thirsty dog and continued to clean the cunt long after the spasms subsided. Rosa slumped in the chair, spent and tired from her pleasure. Selene, knowing they were late for vespers, gathered their things and coaxed the girl back to the convent, unable to satisfy the lust that had built between her own legs.

       “So,” said the priest, “you had sex with a younger nun, but failed to satisfy your own lust?” he asked.

       “Yes, Father…” she replied. “But I performed the sin of masturbation later, in my room…” she added.

       “How did her pussy taste?” the man asked. The nun smiled, knowing she had hit a nerve with the lustful man. “She was delicious, Father…” she told him, “I wish I could have taken longer and tongue-fucked her asshole.”

       The man’s thumb penetrated Selene’s own asshole as she spoke. She gasped at the intrusion. “Oh, Father… is what I did a terrible sin?” she asked him in a mockingly innocent tone.

       Sister Selene could not see him as she tried to peer over her shoulder, but she could feel his body moving and his thumb pumping as he stroked his stiffening cock behind her. Her tales of lustful adventure were stoking his imagination and fueling her own punishment.

       “Yes, Sister…” he spoke in a fractured voice. “I must now beat you for both your lesbian indulgence and masturbation.”

       His thumb slowly exited her anus and she sighed as it slipped from the delicate hole. She heard him mumble something as the lash once more began to land on her flesh. This time, he targeted her tender, shaven pussy. “Ten strokes,” he said to her, “and then you can continue…” he gasped as he stroked both her cunt with the whip and his cock with his free hand.

       Ten strokes turned into fifteen as the priest lost count and hit her snatch harder than she expected. She submitted with only a few loud moans of pain, knowing she had much more to confess and much more to endure from the sadistic bastard. Finally, the lashing stopped.

       “Is there more to confess?” the priest asked as he slowed the stroking of his hard cock.

       “Yes, Father,” the soft, lovely Latina responded pitifully, “I have tasted cock in all my holes…” she added.

       “This calls for more extreme punishment,” the priest said… he walked to the cabinet and retrieved two large, metal clamps and returned, “I shall have to place these on your nipples to extract all the details.” He told her.

       Walking to the front of the cross, the priest looked up into the beautiful Latina nun’s face. He stared at her dark eyes and soft, red lips. Lust penetrated him tenfold now, knowing that he’d be taking his own pleasures from this lovely woman as she was punished for sins she was forced to commit for the church. Her large, soft breasts hung between the beams of the cross. He reached up and rudely clamped the left tit, making sure to tighten the clamp to inflict maximum amount of pain.

       “Ahhh…” the woman squealed as the metal bit into her breast meat. “Thank you, Father…” she managed to utter as her right breast was put to the same torture.

       “Oh my god!” she yelped. “Please, Father, the pain is too much!” she begged. It fell on deaf ears as he returned to his position behind her. She heard a wooden stool scrape across the floor behind her and felt him grab her hips to steady himself of he climbed onto the stool. She felt the heat of his body as it leaned forward, pressing against her naked flesh, intensifying the pain of her freshly beaten ass and back. His rigid prick slid between her spread thighs and the moisture of her pussy only encouraged him to rub against the labia of her cunt.

The Cardinal’s Mass

       “Tell me of your acts of fellatio, my sweet…” he encouraged her.

       The nun caught her breath as the metal clamps began to numb her pained nipples. Their weight only added to the torture of her body. “I have sucked several cocks this month, Father…” she began. “Most were simply to relieve them of the passions that build while they tend to church matters…” she continued. “But one instance stands out as more sinful than the rest.”

       She felt his turgid prick sliding more fiercely against her pussy. His prick reached her clitoris and the hardening nub began to excite her even through all the pain. His dick suddenly found her vagina and slid inside her body.

       “OH, NO, FATHER!” she shrieked, knowing he would lose all control and ejaculate inside her. “Please, Father, take another route!” she begged, knowing that pregnancy was the kiss of death in her order.

       Slowly, the man withdrew his penis from the warm, soft slit of her cunt. He leaned further back and forward again, this time drawing a mark on her tender anus. Selene drew in her breath, knowing he was going to enter her. The fat head of his cock slowly pressed against the tight, resistant muscles of her asshole and forced her to grimace and cringe at the pain. Suddenly, the head of his dick slipped past her sphincter and he relaxed, waiting for more of the story.

       Selene gulped, hoping the entry was all he wanted for now. She stuttered slightly as she continued her tale of debauchery.

       “The Good Cardinal Ramugen did not want me, Father,” she said hesitantly, “he wanted boys.”

       The feeling of being stretched open in the ass was beginning to ebb as he resisted pushing his phallus into her asshole. “He desired to fuck the altar boys in the ass,” she said, “and I was only a ploy to excite the boys enough to let him perform what he desired with them…”

       Slowly, the man’s erection was swelling even more as she spoke. Although he was not pushing his cock deeper, the head was swelling from excitement and being squeezed by her tight anal muscles. Selene braced herself against the pain and tried to continue her confession.

       “I was summoned to the Cardinal’s residence and taken to his private chapel. It is there that the boys were gathered to celebrate mass with the Good Man…” she related.

       “At first I was simply told I would be the lone attendee at the mass and I believed I would be seated in one of the small chapel pews, but the Cardinal wanted this to be a special mass for the boys to serve and witness. Each altar boy was dressed only in an alb that stopped at their slender waist. Their little penises hung from their groins and swayed as they walked. I couldn’t understand why they didn’t wear cassocks, but that all became increasingly obvious as the mass approached.”

       “I was instructed to strip off my habit, leaving only my veil on. The cardinal allowed each of the youngsters to come to me and feel my body. They rubbed my breasts and buttocks and some even tried to put their little fingers into my shaven pussy. I opened my legs for them, knowing that the Cardinal would want them to know every part of a woman, and they took turns pushing their little digits up into my wet vagina. Several of them started to get erections, something that the Cardinal took special interest in. After the boys had each taken a turn feeling my cunt, the Cardinal told them to prepare for the mass.”

       “I was instructed to mount the large wooden cross behind the altar…” she said, “and stay there until the end of the mass.”

       The woman told the priest how she climbed the small ladder to the base of the cross and then mounted herself, facing the pews. Her arms were spread and she held onto the mounted nails there for support. Her feet were placed on a small wooden platform that gave the appearance that she was nailed to the cross, instead of simply posing there for the boys’ amusement. She remarked to him how the cross seemed to have been built to hold a person in just such a manner, without a statue permanently mounted, as is the custom in a Catholic church.

       Once she was in position, the Cardinal again called the boys to begin the mass. They formed a small procession from the sacristy and stood in their places at the steps to the altar. Each of them now had a full erection as they stared at the naked nun above the tabernacle. Two of them started to touch themselves as they knelt to begin mass.

       The Cardinal recited the Latin liturgy and the boys responded, though none them understood the words. They continued to ogle the naked woman as the words and phrases poured from their lips. The ritualistic movements of a mass were performed and completed up to the consecration of the host. After that, the Cardinal opened his robes and revealed that he had on no clothing beneath. He turned to face the young boys and the shocked looks on their faces told Selene that this was their first time in this situation. The man walked to each boy and offered him “communion” with him. Each was expected to take the fat, swollen cock of the Cardinal into their mouths and suck on it.

       The first boy hesitantly leaned forward and merely kissed the end of the penis. “I will grant each of you communion with Sister Selene…” the Cardinal told them all. With that, the first boy leaned forward and opened his mouth, engulfing the thick member in his mouth. He sucked for several minutes before the man tapped his shoulder and moved to his right. The second boy was apprehensive as well, but soon took to his task as the thought of being sucked by the woman spurred him on. Again, several minutes into the act, the Cardinal tapped the boy’s shoulder and moved on to another. The third boy was almost trancelike in performance. He gulped on the fat knobbed cock and slobbered all over the man’s balls as he lapped the thick tool. He seemed almost disappointed that the man moved to let the last boy finish him off.

       The final lad, the smallest, looked at the heavy prick and was intimidated by its girth. He was forced to stretch his little mouth over the head and take the monster only halfway before gagging and needing air. Repeated attempts to swallow the dick forced the Cardinal to reach down and hold the boy’s head in place while he fucked his little face. After several minutes of skull fucking the lad, the man let out a loud moan and pushed his hips into the youngster’s face. He arched his back and gurgling sounds indicated to the others, and Selene, that the Cardinal was releasing his semen into the boy’s throat.

       When he released the boy’s head, his juices were flowing copiously from the lad’s tender mouth. The man pulled his robes together and wiped his cock on them. He blessed the boys hurriedly and walked off the altar to the sacristy. As he left, he turned to the youngsters and spoke. “Use her mouth for those same pleasures,” he told them, “You should all get a turn.”

       Selene slowly released her grip on the nails in the cross and descended from the cross. She knew that she would be responsible to give fellatio to each of the young men. They gathered in a cluster around her at the steps of the altar, baring their groins and stiff erections. Sister Selene knelt down and began to masturbate two of the boys with her hands. She took the oldest boy’s penis into her hot mouth and began to suck him. The small boy that had been so abused was left alone behind Selene. He rubbed his bare, hard little dick on the woman’s back and shoulders as he watched her fellate the other boy. She decided she would give him special attention, if his body didn’t make him cum before she got to him.

       With the excitement of seeing the nude woman mounted on the cross, it didn’t take long for each of the boys to release their loads in her waiting mouth. She made sure to let the sperm from the last boy drip from her mouth as she took the next in order to show her lascivious nature. She collected all four mouthfuls and then let it drain over her chin and onto her soft, large breasts. After rubbing the spunky liquids over her torso and smearing some onto her puffy pubis, she smiled at them and thanked them. The boys were already hard again as she stood and started to leave the altar. She looked back over her shoulder to see them pairing off to continue their naked party by themselves.

Sister Selene’s Fornication

       As Selene finished her tale of fellatio, she could feel the priest’s fat cock had slipped all the way into her anal canal. His efforts to impale himself in her ass were slow enough to allow her to adjust to the sensation and avoid pain. She could feel him sliding his cock in and out very slightly, enough for his pleasure, but not enough to hurt or make him spray his semen into her bowels. She kept the tight sphincter muscles as clamped as possible to allow him to feel the mouth-like ring course along the length of his turgid probe.

       “You say you also were involved in fornication, Sister?” the priest asked her bluntly. He poked deep into her rectum with his words and she could tell he was almost ready to relieve himself in her.

       “Yes, Father,” she replied, “I was forced to submit to vaginal sex by two very strong men who wished relief.”

       Pulling his prick from her asshole, the priest dismounted the stool and walked to the closet of implements. He reached in and pulled out a large, black polished dildo that must have been a foot in length and three inches in diameter. Along with the dildo, he pulled out a smaller, but still large plug to fit into the woman’s ass.

       “I must give you an appropriate penance for such a sin, Sister…” he told her as he walked back to the cross. “Since you seem to like having your vagina filled, I will accommodate your desires and deal punishment on top of it.”

       Selene tried to look back at him, but the cross’ hold on her wrists prevented movement that would allow her to look at him. She felt the tender lips of her freshly whipped pussy being spread and her muscles tensed. She bit her lip as the giant cockhead began its journey into her soaked vagina. “OH! Father!” she exclaimed as the huge tool slipped up inside her body. He pushed the fake cock until only about two inches remained outside her stretched lips.

       “Do NOT let it fall out, Sister…” he warned her. “I will deal a much harsher punishment if it should fall from your sinful cunt.”

       “Yes, Father…” the woman hissed back at him as she strove to retain the heavy dildo in her moist, slippery snatch. With that acknowledgement, the priest shoved the whole of the butt plug up her still dilated anus. “Ahhhhhh!!” she shrieked at the sudden impalement.

       “That should help you keep your mind on current matters,” he said with a sneer, “you are not to stray your story… but tell me everything.” Selene grunted an unintelligible response and held her breath. The dildo was already starting to slip from her well-lubed cunt.

       “Now continue…” the priest told her as he delivered the first of dozens of blows across her ass cheeks with the whip.

       Selene found that the lashing helped her to retain the dildo by causing her to tense up with each blow. She hoped that would help keep the monster cock inside of her pussy for the duration of her story.

       “It is true that I allowed two men the use of my cunt, Father…” she continued as more cracks of the whip stung at her ass and back. “I had been sent to a rural church and convent to help with the education of some of the children. While I was there, I was given the opportunity to visit one of the many farms in the area to visit with a sick mother of one of the students. She had been bedridden for many days and was very weak, so I volunteered to stay at the house and help with the care of the family till she was able to do it herself.”

       Selene continued to tell him of the many chores on the farm. A day after arrival, she was taking some afternoon meals to the barn to give to the farmer and his hired hand. As she entered the barn, she saw the farmer milking their prize cow. His big hands squeezed the udders rhythmically as he stroked and coaxed the milk from her teats. The hand was spreading hay into her stall, cleaning it for her return.

       “Gentlemen…” she said loudly, “I’ve brought you something to eat…” she said, looking for a place to put the tray of stew and bread. Both men stopped and looked up at the Latina nun. “Ah, indeed…” said the farmer as he got up from his stool. He walked toward the woman and took the tray from her hands.

       Without a word, the man tossed the tray aside, strewing the bowls and bread across the dirt floor. He looked at Selene with a burning lust. “I haven’t had my wife in several weeks, Sister…” he began, “and you are ripe as any cow in this barn!” he almost yelled at her.

       She turned to run, but the hand was barring the door behind her. He slowly approached her from the other side. “No, please…” the woman stuttered, “I mustn’t be raped… I’m not allowed to bear children!” she pleaded.

       “No worries, there, Sister…” the man chortled back at her. “Thomas here will do fine with a little blowjob while I empty my sterile sac in your pussy. I haven’t had a kid in fifteen years, so I’m sure my seed is stale.”

       The nun fumbled for something to say, her fingers fought one another as she tried to think of a way out. “Just you let us get under that habit of yours and see what you got.” The man sneered.

       “Truly,” the nun pleaded, “I am consecrated to God and should not be viewed by men.”

       Laughing the farmer tossed aside his work gloves and tore at the nun’s habit. She turned, but his helper was on her now, pulling it up over her bare buttocks.

       “She has no clothes on under this thing!” the dolt cried out while his hands groped at her thighs and buttocks.

       “STOP!” the nun cried out. “I’ll take it off if you must have me, but let me do it as not to tear it to pieces…” she begged.

       The men backed away and watched as Selene started to unbutton the habit from the top. They had no idea that she was quite used to being treated like a whore… and worse. She let the robes fall from her shoulders and revealed her large breasts and the shaven pussy. She ran her hands over her breasts, hoping to ease the tension of their desire to rape her. Hoping they would at least take the time to make her cum with them. The sexy looking Latina laid back on a bundle of hay and opened her legs, revealing the swollen, purple lips of her twat to their hungry eyes.

       “One word of caution, gentlemen…” she said calmly,”you must not release your semen in my vagina… only in my mouth…” she admonished them.

       The two men eagerly began to pull down their trousers and waddle toward the sinful nun. One almost fell as his pants gathered at his feet and tripped his step. She was ready to burst out laughing at their antics as she lay, waiting for penetration. The first to arrive with tool in hand was the farmer. He stroked his cock and drooled as he pushed his hips between the wayward woman’s legs. She reached down and grabbed his dick, directing it toward the target of her vagina. “Slowly, good sirs,” she admonished him again, “take your time and enjoy your sins…”

       The farmer lunged his hips forward and impaled the woman’s cunt with one thrust. “OH!” she exclaimed. She smiled to herself, as his cock was only half the size she was used to. He pumped for only about two minutes before he showed signs of climaxing in her body. “Sir, I beg you…” she said, “release your seed into my willing mouth!” she pleaded. She thought of the dumbest animal on the farm, and replaced that thought with the poor wife’s husband.

       The man pulled his penis from her pussy and was spraying semen halfway up her body. Her breasts were covered with his white cream and she opened her mouth to recover the remnants that would ooze from his prick as he finished. She licked his cock lasciviously and let his hired hand watch… knowing he would be next in line.

       The farmer fell away, struggling with his pants in embarrassment over the deed he’d just performed. He started to apologize for his insolence almost immediately… the nun pursed her lips and put her finger to them, signaling him to be quiet.

       His helper was almost ready to cum just from watching, but he stepped forward to fuck the nun anyway. He penetrated her by almost two inches before he yelped, pulled his cock out, and started to spray his goo over her round, soft belly.

       Selene, not one to parlay innocence at this point, reached down and smeared to sticky white cream over her breasts and cunt, tantalizing the men with a scene of “what could have been”. She lay there… unsatisfied and unfucked, but thankful that they did not release inside her pussy.

       Selene related her story to the priest and almost had him laughing as her whipping had become less and less severe with the tale of the oafs who tried to fuck her. The Father finally stopped pretending to administer punishment for sins not committed and laughed with her. She was grateful for the respite.

Selene’s Ultimate Sin…

       The priest removed the long, thick dildo from Selene’s dripping pussy, amazed at how well she managed to keep it inside her vagina. It was coated with thick, female goo that smelled of her delicious cunt. He rudely pulled the plug from her asshole and inspected it. Tiny traces of her feces streaked the black instrument and he laid it aside while he continued to remove her from the cross. He unshackled her ankles and waist, leaving her hanging by her wrists. He moved to the front and unceremoniously pulled the large metal clamps off her aching nipples.

       “AAAHHHH!!” the woman screamed as the blood came rushing back into her teats. The pain was excruciating and he reached up and twisted each of them to add to her torment. “Oh, please, Father…” she whimpered, “no more!”

       Smiling the sadistic priest climbed up to release her wrists from the rear. His organ brushed her buttocks again and his body felt warm as she was gently lowered back to the floor. He led the woman to a small, low bench and instructed her to prostrate herself over it with her hips at the highest end. Willingly, the slave nun leaned forward and lowered her torso onto the long, lower end, he hips sitting high and splayed at the other. The priest fastened her ankle straps to the outstretched legs of the bench and then bound the woman’s cuffed wrists behind her back. Her sore breasts hung through an opening in the wooden frame.

       Satisfied that Selene was securely bound onto the bench, the priest once more fetched his whip. He returned to her side and stood over her, his cock sufficiently resuscitated and engorged to carry on with her punishment.

       “So, good Sister,” he continued, “you tell me that your mouth, face and belly are the only places that you have had sperm deposited these past few weeks?” he asked sarcastically.

       “No, Father…” she replied sheepishly, “I was used at the Abbey of St. John for the Feast of Alban ceremonies…” she muttered, “which involved several monks, including the Abbot, performing sodomy with me.”

       “SODOMY!?” the priest exclaimed, showing faux surprise as he already knew of the encounters of the poor nun. “That is the most serious and mortal of sins you can commit!” he yelled at her. He reached for the butt plug that had been impaled into her rectum earlier and held it before her pretty face.

       “Do you remember this?” he asked her. “Yes, Father…” she replied meekly, “you placed it in my rectum during my flogging.”

       “And look at its condition!” he remarked loudly. “Do you think those monks’ cocks looked as filthy as this when they finished with you?” he questioned her.

       “Yes, Father…” she replied in submission, knowing she would have to clean the dildo with her mouth. As expected, the priest pushed the butt plug into her mouth. The taste of shit was pervasive, but tolerable even though the woman grimaced at the scent and flavor. He kept it in her mouth while she bathed the device with her tongue, cleansing the fecal stains away and swallowing them. After several minutes of sucking, Selene was relieved of her disgusting task.

       “I feel that you need witnesses to this portion of your confession, Sister…” the man said sadistically. “I have arranged for your Mother Superior to be present while you tell us of your debauchery and anal desires.”

       With that, the priest walked to the door and opened it. Seated outside were Mother Superior and a young novitiate of the order. Both were motioned inside by the priest. Together, they walked to the bench where Sister Selene was bound.

       “Sister Selene was about to divulge her confession of sodomy at the Abbey, Mother…” the priest announced, “I feel she should deliver that confession in front of witnesses that they may know of her licentious ways.”

       “Yes, Father,” the older woman replied, “she must be made an example, which is why I brought Sister Charity along to see what happens to our wayward followers.”

       The young girl had been in the convent only a few short weeks and, although she had experienced lesbian relationships with a few of the older women, had no knowledge of the nuns’ usage by the rest of the clergy to alleviate their desires for sexual release. This would serve as her awakening.

       The priest removed his cassock entirely now, revealing his erection to the two new women. Mother Superior’s eyes lit up when she saw the turgid prick standing straight out from his groin. “I am pleased you still find our sinful sister appealing, Father…” she said mockingly. She turned to the novitiate as she unfastened her own habit at her neck.

       “Strip off your habit, my dear,” she instructed the girl, “you will assist in Selene’s punishment.”

       Hesitantly, the young girl unbuttoned her white habit and let it fall to the floor behind her. Her body was beautiful and the priest took special note of it. He moved to take her hand and led her in front of Selene’s reclined position.

       “Take note, Sister…” he said to the bound woman, “you will be eating this little beauty’s cunt and ass after we hear your tale of sin.”

       Selene swallowed and replied, “Yes, Father,” she said, “I promise to do whatever you deem necessary.”

       Selene began her story of the visit to the Abbey. She related that she had been summoned by the Abbot, Monsignor Taylor, to be the “reliever of sins”.

       “Before he released me to the feasting hall I was inspected for purity…” she said, “the Abbot wanted to make sure I was clean and ready for use. He stripped me and fondled every part of my body, especially my ass before declaring that I should be given an enema to insure cleanliness.”

       “He inserted a funnel into my anus and poured a liquid inside my bowels as I knelt before him with my ass held high. He seemed to take great pleasure in watching the liquid disappear into my body. Almost immediately I felt the mixture erupting through my bowels. He forced me to hold it inside for several minutes before releasing me to stand over a small kettle he had for my release. I crawled to the pot as soon as he allowed me and leaned my ass down over it. The contents of my bowels blasted out of me and filled the pot along with the liquid he had used on me. I felt so ashamed to be forced to shit in front of a man.”

       She went on to tell of his insistence that she allow him to clean her buttocks, which he did with his tongue. She told the trio of the small pleasure it stirred in her pussy when his tongue bathed her anus and licked inside. “I didn’t want him to stop,” she declared, “as I knew he would only want to insert his fat cock in place of his tongue.”

       Selene reported that once he’d finished, he pulled off his robes and forced her to lie across his large wooden desk. He stroked his cock to full erection, licking his lips as he did so to relive the taste of her asshole. She felt the pressure of the head of his cock against her tight asshole and started to tantalize him, hoping it would make him finish sooner.

       “Please, Monsignor,” she said submissively, “perform sodomy with me and use my ass for your pleasure.”

       At this point, the priest could take the tantalizing thought of entering her ass any longer. He knelt behind the woman and pressed his own penis against her sphincter and pressed forward.

       Selene moaned at the familiar sensation. She caught her breath as his prick made its way up her rectum and nestled deep inside her ass. Once inside, the priest started a slow rhythmic pace and fucked the woman’s anus.

       “The Abbot sank his meat into my butt and fucked me much like you are doing, Father…” she stated, “and I relished the feeling, but not nearly as much as the sensation you’re giving me now.”

       “Go on…” the priest admonished the nun.

       As Selene continued her story, Mother Superior knelt next to the bench, reaching underneath and pulling and twisting the nun’s painful nipples. She ordered the novitiate to kneel next to her and put her fingers into her wet and steamy cunt, masturbating her as she listened.

       “Monsignor kept me straddling his desk while he dug his nails into my buttocks and pulled them apart. He must have taken twenty minutes to reach a climax inside my body…” the woman continued. “He finally slammed himself all the way inside and released his semen into my rectum. I lay perfectly still as he fondled me and caressed me after his orgasm.”

       “Upon completion of the deed, the Abbot forced me to kneel and clean his sodden prick. I performed the task willingly, hoping to be released to perform my duties for the rest and then return to the convent.”

       “Unfortunately, the Abbot was so enamored with my ass, that he released an envoy back to the convent, telling Mother Superior that I would be detained for a week as the Abbey. I was taken from his office to the feasting hall, still naked except for my veil. Each of the dozen monks in attendance was urged to use my ass as a receptacle for their semen. And all took advantage of the offer.”

       “When the feasting was over, I was led to the Abbot’s chambers where I was bound to his bed by all four limbs, lying face down. I was sodomized by him several times that first night, and daily after that for the entire week. I was forced to thank the Abbot for his semen and clean him after each use of my asshole by using my mouth.”

       “On the last day of my stay, the Abbot invited all twelve of the monks to perform sodomy on me one last time, and to clean each of them individually after my use. One would mount my ass while the last one stuck his dirty penis into my mouth.”

       As Selene’s story unfolded, the priest increased his tempo in her rectum. His cock stroked in and out of the luscious anus with ever increasing speed. Her tight hole acted like a small mouth, sucking the sperm from his balls and he prepared to ejaculate inside the woman’s butt. With one final push, he arched his back and impaled his cock fully inside her body. She screeched in pain as he forced every drop of cum from his aching balls and into her wanton asshole. The priest slumped forward on her body, exhausted and sweaty. He gasped for air as he tried to recover from his climax.

       Mother Superior started to climax as well from the fingering she was receiving from the young nun. Her soaked cunt drenched the girl’s hand as she stroked the fat clit of her superior.  The older nun’s fingernails dug into Selene’s tits as she came, causing the woman to cringe and shriek in pain.

       “You have done well, Sister…” the priest finally said as he lifted his weight from her body and pulled his dirty cock from her ass. “I will give you one more penance to perform before forgiving your sins. You must bring our newly initiated flock member to orgasm.”

       The novitiate secretly smiled, as she had become immensely aroused by the nun’s story. She slid her body back in front of the bench and aimed her drenched pussy at the woman’s face.

       Selene, already used and abused in so many ways, thought to herself that this was the easiest of penances she’d ever performed. She eagerly lifted her head and welcomed the scent and taste of the fresh, young cunt to her mouth. Her tongue willingly entered the steamy hole, stroked the hard, young clit and searched for the aromatic bud that was the girl’s asshole. Sister Charity had never been eaten by someone so eager to make her cum. In no time at all, Selene had performed her penance and was being released from the bench.

       As she knelt for the priest’s blessing, she wondered what she might have to confess next time.