Chapter 2

In the privacy of Mother Isolde’s inner chamber that same night, Sister Lisette remained draped face down across the tall Abbess’s lap. The twenty-one-year-old blonde with green eyes had her habit pulled up and bunched around her waist, exposing her wide hips, thick thighs, and prominently rounded buttocks still marked with fading red stripes. Mother Isolde, fully dressed in her black habit, continued pressing the cool herbal compress gently against the heated, tender skin.

“You took your correction so well, my good girl,” the red-haired Abbess murmured, her voice low and affectionate. One strong hand stroked Lisette’s golden hair, rubbing her head in slow, soothing circles while the other held the compress firmly in place. Lisette sighed, her thick buttocks shifting slightly under the cooling touch, her slim frame relaxing into the older woman’s lap.

Mother Isolde set the compress aside. Her cool fingers traced down the curve of Lisette’s thick buttocks and began to circle the tight ring of her ass with deliberate pressure. Lisette immediately moaned, the sound breathy and needy. “Mmm ... Mother...”

The finger pressed inward, sliding deeper with smooth insistence. Lisette’s green eyes fluttered, her thick thighs pressing together as pleasure sparked through her. The Abbess’s other hand left the younger woman’s hair and slid down firmly, gripping the back of Lisette’s neck with commanding strength. Lisette began to shake, her wide hips twitching uncontrollably. Muffled sounds escaped her: “Mmm ... uhmmm ... ahhh...” Her body trembled, small breasts pressed against the Abbess’s thigh as the finger worked steadily, curling and thrusting with controlled rhythm.