Chapter 13: The Pleasure and Pain of the Nuns

Slowly, the Ecstasy faded from me, the rapturous fire withdrew, and the outside world returned. No longer was I swept up in the passion of the Archangel Gabriel. My sense returned, one by one. The first was smell, the air filled with a lemony scent trying to mask a bitter ammonia cleaner. I could feel the cool tiles beneath me, through the fabric of my gray habit, as touch returned. My mouth tasted of incense from Gabriel's kisses. Something tapped over and over, a hollow, woody noise, and light filtered red through my closed eyes.

I once again became Sister Theodora Mariam.

I opened my eyes. I was lying on the floor of the ladies room of St. Afra's fellowship hall. The tapping sound was caused by someone incessantly knocking at the bathroom door. I pulled myself shakily to my feat. My panties were drenched with my juices and the fabric felt rough on my sensitive clitoris and labia. A pleasant ache radiated from my vagina from the passion of Gabriel's lovemaking.

"Sister Theodora? Are you okay?" a Hispanic woman asked, concerned, through the door. It sounded like Esmeralda.

"I'm fine," I answered, straightening my habit. I splashed some water on my flushed face before I unlocked the door. A concerned Esmeralda and her friend Rosenda awaited me. Both elderly Hispanic woman looked concerned and I said the first lie that popped into my mind. "Just some food poisoning. I just need to get back to my house and lie down." It wouldn't do to tell them the truth, that the Archangel Gabriel just made passionate love to me in here or that I had been sent on a sacred mission to fight Evil.

"Of course, of course," Esmeralda said and barked something in Spanish.

A teenage girl sullenly walked up. She was dressed in a purple halter top trimmed in pink with a unicorn jumping a rainbow on the front and a pair of stonewashed jeans that rode low on her hips. She had the perky breasts of youth, and the halter top did nothing to conceal them. Definitely not the clothes a young lady should wear in church. Her full, vibrant hair, a deep black, was streaked with blonde highlights. A smart phone was clutched in her hand and kept vibrating and beeping.

"What?" she asked in teenage annoyance.

"This is my granddaughter, Cruzita," Esmeralda said. "Cruzita, help Sister Theodora to her house, she's not feeling well."

"I'm fine," I told them. I took a step and swayed and Cruzita caught me. "Okay, maybe I need a little help."

I placed my arm around her shoulder and Cruzita helped me outside. She smelled faintly of apples, from her shampoo, and apricot, from her lotion. The heat outside was like a hammer and didn't help relieve the exhaustion I felt from the mult-orgasmic bliss I just left. We reached my door and I opened it was blessedly cool inside my house. Cruzita helped me to the couch and started looking around, curious.

"Thank you, Cruzita," I said. I would rest a minute and then start packing.

"Zi," she said. "No one calls me Cruzita but mi Abuela."

"Okay, Zi, thanks."

She smiled at me and looked around the small living room. "I've never been in a nun's house before."

"Oh, its just like any other house, really," I told her.

"You even have a TV and a computer!" she exclaimed, in amazement. "I thought nuns weren't allowed to have processions."

"Different orders swear different vows," I told her. "As long as I don't have anything too fancy, it's okay."

"Ohh, is this your bedroom," she said, opening a door.

"Wait, don't go in there," I protested, remembering that I hadn't put my vibrator away. Ever since I realized there was a Warlock operating up in Washington State, I had been masturbating almost constantly. I was so excited that I might get the Ecstasy, I just couldn't help myself.

And now I had received the Ecstasy. But instead of being filled with excitement, I'm filled with fear. Fear for Sister Louise, my mentor and savior. The news reported she had been arrested for attempted murder. Whoever this Warlock is in Washington State, he's dangerous. I would have to be careful. Take my time. Especially if he had police under his power.

"What this?" Zi asked with a naughty smile, holding my vibrator as she returned from my bedroom. It was a short, but wide, purple dildo with a black base that turned to adjusted the intensity of the vibration.

I flushed. "I'm a nun, not a corpse," I told her.

She laughed. "No, you're definitely not a corpse." She boldly eyed me.

Was she hitting on me? My fax machine beeped and started printing. That would be my Papal Indulgence. I eyed up Zi, considering. While I loved men, and their cocks, Sister Louise had shown me a woman could be just as fun in her own way. And since my Indulgence has arrived, any sins I committed from this point were already forgiven. I returned Zi's smile.

"You seem very interested in the life of a nun. Are you interested in taking the vows?"

"Maybe," she said with a flirty smile. "Being around women all the time, away from men, why that does have a certain appeal."

"Yes it does," I told her. "Having other woman to share things with can be quite ... stimulating."

Their was a hum as Zi accidentally turned on my vibrator. She quickly turned it off, blushing. I stepped closer to her and she flushed, breathing quickly. I reached out and touched the strap of her halter top. "You shouldn't wear something like this in church."

"Oh," she asked, feigning ignorance. "Why not."

"It shows off too much flesh," I said. "Your tits are practically spilling out and those pants." I tutted my tongue. "You may as well be naked, that's how tight those pants are. I can see your panty line. In the old days, I could punish you for wearing something this revealing."

"Maybe you should punish me," Zi whispered. "I've been a bad girl. I've had impure thoughts about a certain nun for a week."

My lips were on hers and I shoved my tongue into her mouth. Zi melted in my arms, her breasts rubbing against mine. Her lips tasted of sweet strawberries. Her arms wrapped around me, one hand still clutching my vibrator. I slid my arms around her, stroked her back and let one hand slip down to her jeans and groped her plump ass.

God, it was wonderful to feel another person on my lips. The Ecstasy was amazing, wonderful. But it also overwhelmed you, reduced your entire world to just pleasure. It was nice to have a real person in your arms, kissing you. Someone you could hold and touch. And see. And smell. Zi's arousal was filling my nostrils, a fresh, spicy scent.

Somehow we found my bed while kissing and Zi and I fell back onto the soft mattress, are lips pressed together the entire time. Zi was beneath me, her hands roaming across my back, still clutching my vibrator. Suddenly, there was a buzzing sound and we broke our kiss, giggling. The knob at the base of the vibrator twisted as Zi rubbed it on my back, turning the purple dildo on with a low hum.

I took the vibrator from her, twisting the base to turn it off, and then waggled it at her. "I was supposed to be punishing you. Kisses won't distract me!"

"Sorry, sister," Zi said with mock submissiveness, while grinning like the cat who caught the canary.

My hand slid down her side and reached her jeans. I unsnapped her pants and pulled down her zipper. Her panties were a flimsy pink that barely concealed her pussy underneath. Her pubic hair, shaved down to a landing strip, was a dark shadow beneath the the pink fabric. I flipped her onto her back, rubbed her plump, Latina ass and pulled her jeans and panties off, bunching the clothes around her ankles. I slapped her tan ass, watching the cheeks jiggle.

"Naughty girl," I purred and slapped her again.

"I'm such a bad, Catholic girl," moaned Zi. "I have many lustful thoughts. I play with my chocha all the time. In my bed, in the bathroom, at school, at church." I smacked her ass hard. "I've had relations with men and with women."

Smack. Another slap to her plump ass, and then I squeezed her flesh globe. "Tell me about these women you had relations with."

"Uhh, let's see. Catalina and I fingered each other's chochas in the school bathroom." Smack! "Ohh, I let Señora Bautista eat my chocha at the church picnic last week!"

"She just had a baby," I gasped and smacked her ass.

"Her milk tasted so sweet," Zi purred. Smack!

"At a slumber party, I made out with all the girls and snuck into the bathroom with one and ate out her chocha while the other girls slept in the living room." Smack!

"I think an Act of Contrition is in order," I told her, smacking her ass one last time.

"My God," Zi recited. I grabbed the vibrator. "I am sorry for my sins with all my heart." The vibrator hummed as I turned it on. "In choosing to do wrong and failing to do good I have ... oh fuck..." she gasped as I slid the vibrator up her wet pussy.

"Don't swear when praying!" I barked, and slapped her ass with my free hand.

"Oh, I have sinned against you whom I should love above all things." I slowly slid the Vibrator deep inside her before slowly drawing it back. Her breath quickened. "I firmly intend, with your help, to do penance, to ... fuck, that's good ... to sin no more, and to ... ohh my God, faster, faster!"

I obliged her, fucking the vibrator faster into her cunt.

"And to avoid whatever leads me to sin," she gasped, writhing on my bed. She was doing a bad job of that, right night.

I spread her plump ass cheeks and found her puckered asshole. I tongued her asshole, tasting the sour flavor of her ass as I fucked the vibrator into her faster and harder. I wiggled my tongue into her tight ass, delighting in her moans of pleasure.

"Oh, Mother of God that's amazing!" Zi cried. "Tongue my ass, Sister! Oh, our Savior Jesus Christ suffered and died for us. In His name, my God, have mercy. Amen!" She screamed the last word, shuddering as her orgasm washed over her. "Oh, Sister, I think I've sinned again."

I smiled at her, rolling her onto her back and crawled up her body. "Then I guess you'll just have to do more confessing," I told her and then captured her lips with a kiss.

The bed was gently rocking as I drifted awake. I rolled over on my side and the rocking stopped. I thought about going back to sleep when the bed started rocking again. There was also a slippery noise, like wet flesh sliding against each other. There was some heavy breathing and soft, feminine sighs. I let the bed rock me back to sleep, or at least to a light doze. Sleep overtook me for a time, and when I awoke the bed rocked a little harder, the sighs were turning into gasps. The spicy-sweet scent of female arousal filled my nose. My cock was painfully hard.

"Oh, fuck!" a woman moaned, the bed was really shaking now and it was getting harder to keep dozing. There was a shushing sound. "Sorry, Mistress," someone whispered.

I cracked my eyes and saw my fiancee writhing on top of Allison, one of our sex slaves. Allison's slim legs were wrapped around Mary's waist as the pair tribbed. Mary's auburn hair spilled across both their faces, obscuring their kiss. Mary's freckled breast rubbed against Allison's pierced nipples while Allison racked her Mistress's back with her fingernails.

I smiled, enjoying the sight. Last night, Mary and I were so exhausted from our encounter with the demoness, Lilith, we just fell asleep when Allison joined our bed. We had promised Allison some quality time and the poor teenager was hot and ready to go, but all she got was to sleep between us. But, she was a good slut and didn't complain, just let us snuggle her between us.

I reached out and pinched Allison nipple that peaked out and tugged gently at the silver barbell that pierced the hard nub. Allison broke the kiss and turned her face towards me, brushing Mary's hair out of her eyes. "Good morning, Master," she panted. Her face with flushed and damp with sweat.

Mary turned to face me and I leaned in to kiss her. "Good morning, Mare."

"Morning, hun," Mary greeted, and she started tribbing Allison hard and the headboard started banging on the wall.

"You gonna make this whore cum?" I asked, stroking her back.

"I am, Mark!" Mary breathed. "She's going to cum on my pussy."

"Oh, yes!" Allison panted. "Your clit feel so nice on my cunt, Mistress."

Mary's hips took on a frantic rhythm as her orgasm neared. Both women were moaning and panting in pleasure. "I'm about to cum, whore! Uhh, you're cunt feels so sweet on my pussy! Cum with me, slut!"

"Oh, Mistress, I'm cumming!" Allison howled. "Thank you, thank you, Mistress! It's so good!" Both women clutched each other as their orgasms rolled over each other. Allison kissed Mary tenderly. "Thank you, Mistress, for sharing your pleasure with me."

Mary smiled and kissed her back. "You're welcome, slut!" Mary reached over and grasped my hard cock and stroked it a few times. "It feels like Master wants to share his pleasure with you."

Allison's hand joined Mary's on my cock. "Ohh, do you Master! Do you want to stick your hard cock in my tight, slutty cunt and make me feel good?"

"Oh, fuck yeah!" I moaned, enjoying their hands stroking my cock.

Mary rolled off Allison, stretching out next to her. Both their shaved pussies were glistening with girl-cum. I knelt upon the bed and grabbed Allison by the waist and pulled her to me. Above her shaved cunt was the phrase "Cum on in" tattooed along with a little arrow pointing towards her hard clit. I pulled Allison up and Mary slipped a pillow under the small of her back as I fucked my cock into her wet pussy.

"Oohh, Master's cock feels so nice in my cunt!" Allison cooed as I started to fuck her. Her tits jiggled every time I plowed into her.

Allison's cunt felt so nice on my cock, tight with youth and sopping wet. Mary rose up and then straddled Allison's face, lowering her dripping pussy to Allison's eager lips. Mary's face lit up in pleasure as Allison's tongue dug through her pussy lips and Mary leaned into kiss me. Her tongue was wet in my mouth, wrestling with my tongue. I caressed Mary's soft cheek as we kissed.

"I love you so much," I told her when she broke the kiss and she smiled beautifully, dimples appearing on her angelic face.

"I love you, Mark," she whispered and then moaned in pleasure.

I realized I had stopped fucking Allison while we kissed, and started plowing back into the slut's velvety cunt. Mary caressed my chest and then bent down and sucked my nipple. It felt weird, her mouth sucking greedily, wet and hot on my nipple. More ticklish then pleasurable. When Mary finished I bent down and captured her own, larger nipple in my mouth. She moaned in pleasure as I explored her hard nipple with my tongue as I gently sucked on her tit.

"Oh, god this is amazing!" Mary gasped. "My stallion's sucking my tit while my slut eats my pussy!

I bent further down, stretching my legs out and started kissing Mary's belly, tonguing her cute little belly button. I kissed lower and found the fiery heart of pubic hair above her pussy, kissing the curly hair. I could smell the spicy-sweet scent of Mary's pussy and hear Allison's tongue probing Mary's cunt, lapping up her sweet nectar.

Allison cunt was convulsing on my dick and she shuddered beneath us and gasping in Mary's pussy as she came on my cock. I continued fucking her, enjoying the way her cunt milked my cock. Mary shifted on Allison's face, leaning back so her cunt was in front of my mouth and Allison was tonging her ass. I greedily ate at my fiancee's cunt, savoring her sweet and spicy honey.

"Ooh, Mark, that's so good!" Mary moaned. "Oh, fuck, I'm gonna cum! Keep sucking my pussy, hun! Oh, keep sucking me! Tongue my ass, slut! Suck my pussy!"

I drank her juices as she flooded my mouth when she came on my lips. I felt my balls tightening and screwed Allison hard a few more time and then my orgasm surged through me and out my cock, flooding Allison teenage cunt with my sperm. Breathing heavily, I rolled over onto my back.

"Fuck that was good!" I gasped.

"Oh, thank you Master," Allison said, happily. "I'm glad my slutty pussy pleased you and I'm so thankful for letting me cum."

Mary crawled over me and snuggled up against me on the other side. She stroked my face and then kissed me, savoring her flavor on my lips. "Allison, get out. Mark and I need to talk."

"Oh, okay Mistress," Allison said, a little disappointed.

Allison bent over and kissed Mary and then me and I groped her breast. "Go get the sluts counting the money," I told her. "And stop pouting. You're our slut, remember. We can throw you out of our bed whenever we want. Just be happy we decided to use you as our sex toy this morning."

"Yes, Master, sorry Master," Allison apologized and strode out of her room, her tight, teenage ass swayed beautifully as she walked away.

Mary bit her lip, and it looked like she wanted to say something. I stroked her hair and waited patiently for her to speak. Finally, she said, "Mark, can..." She cleared her throat. "Can you do it. Sleep with your sister? Sleep with your mother?"

"My sister, she's always been a kid to me," I told her. "But she's the same age as you, so ... I guess I could."

"But your mother?"

I swallowed, should I tell her that I used to fantasize about fucking my mom. What if she was disgusted? What is she hated me? I peered into her deep, green eyes and saw her love and support. "Yeah," I whispered. "I ... When I was young, I used to.jerk off, thinking about it."

"Oh," Mary said, mulling over that thought. "I ... guess that's not that strange. An ... Oedipus complex, right?"

"You don't think I'm ... disgusting?" I asked, holding my breath.

"No," she said and kissed me. "When I was young, I thought of my father..." Spots of crimson appeared on her freckled cheeks. "So, I can understand."

"What about you and your sisters?" I asked her. "Could you sleep with one of them?"

She bit her lip again. "I ... I don't know. They are my sisters. It ... it just doesn't seem right."

"Of course, Mare," I told her. I could feel her pussy pressing up against my thigh getting wetter. "But it seems exciting, too?"

"Yes," Mary whispered, huskily, sliding her wet pussy on my thigh.

I kissed her. "You want to sleep with your sisters?"

"Yes!" she hissed.

I kissed her again. "You want to fuck your father!"

"Oh, yes!"

I rolled Mary onto her back, kissing her passionately. "I can be your daddy."

Mary's legs wrapped around my hips. "Oh, fuck me daddy! You're cock so big, so hard in my pussy, daddy!"

"My baby girls grown up to be so beautiful," I moaned, getting into the roleplay. "Your pussy feels so wonderful on my cock."

"Am I making you feel good, daddy!" she asked, in a little girls voice.

Her cunt felt magical on my cock. "Yes, babycakes, you're cunt's like silk on my dick! So amazing!"

"Fuck me! Fuck me, daddy!"

The bed creaked as I fucked her hard and Mary gasped and moaned as I fucked her. She felt so warm and tight on my cock, her pussy sending tingles of pleasure as my cock plunged in and out of her hole. My balls tightened. "I'm gonna cum, baby girl! Daddy's gonna cum in your slutty pussy!"

"Oh, cum in my cunt, Daddy!" she moaned. "Flood your daughter's cunt with your hut, sticky cream!"

"Here it comes, cupcake!" Mary was cumming on my cock as I flooded her with my cum.

"Oh, yes daddy!" she cried out. "Oh, thank you daddy!" Then she kissed me, gently and lovingly. "That was nice, Mark." I smiled and went to roll off her, but she stopped me. "You feel nice on top of me."

"How am I going to sleep with my mom?" I asked, coming off the high our lovemaking.

She sighed. "I don't know. We'll figure it out, I guess."

"I guess I'll call my sister today." It was weird, thinking about seducing my sister.

Mary's phone chirped and I rolled off her so she could reach it on her nightstand. She sat up in bed, her breasts naked above our mussed sheets, and read the text. Mary smiled, reading the screen and started texting back.

"Who?"

"Alice," Mary answered, focused on her phone. "She wants to get together today."

"As your realtor or your lover?" I asked.

Mary smiled, mischievously. "Both."

"Tell her I want to buy all the houses on the block."

Mary texted back and their was a chirp. "Hmm, she thinks it very unlikely you can buy the block, but I have faith in you, hun." Mary took a photo of herself with her phone.

"Are you sexting her?"

Mary nodded. "Here, she sent a photo." Mary held up her phone and there was a picture of a topless, raven haired beauty who used the bathroom mirror to photograph herself.

"Nice tits," I commented. "Not as nice as yours, of course." Mary smiled, blushing. I bent over and sucked one of her nipples into my mouth, savoring the hard nub between my lips.

There was a soft knock at the door. "Master."

"Come in," I yelled, letting go of Mary's nipple with regret

Lillian opened the door. The hot topic slut was naked. Her black hair with blue and purple highlights was pulled into two pigtails. Her pale face was accented with black lipstick and eyeliner. Gold rings pierced her right eyebrow, nose, and lip. Her pussy was shaved bare and her slit was tight and inviting.

"Master, there's naked lady on the porch," Lillian said, "She says she's a part of the 'Naked Jogging Club.'"

"That would be Anastasia," I told Mary.

"The woman you fucked while her husband was upstairs, showering," Mary asked with an arched eyebrow.

I nodded. "Have fun sexting," I told Mary, kissing her on the lips before I crawled out of bed. "I'm going to go jogging."

"You sound so resigned," Mary giggled. "Running with a naked woman must be so trying."

"It is," I quipped. "It's the sacrifice I'm making to get in better shape for you."

Mary laughed hard, her breast jiggling. Catching her breath, she asked me, concerned, "Are you sure you're up for it? The doctor said to take it easy."

"I'm fine," I said, dismissively.

"Okay, hun, have fun. Burn off some of those love handles." Her phone chirped, and she giggled at whatever Alice sent her. She held up her phone to show another pic from Alice. I bent down to get a better look, and saw it was a close up shot of her shaved pussy. Mary took a picture of her own cum-stained pussy and sent the photo.

"When I get back, I think we should discipline the nun."

Mary looked up from her phone, anger flashing across her face. "Yeah, that sounds perfect."

Your new name is Sister Cuntrag. The hated thought repeated over and over in my mind. Your new name is Sister Cuntrag.

It was my new, hated name, given to me by that bitch Mary, my new Mistress. I had cried and cried all night until I cried my eyes dried, trapped in this cramp, dark closet. Time lost all meaning in here. My entire body ached. I was kneeling on the floor, my hands cuffed behind me, my wrist chaffed. My butt was fire from those sluts spanking me and my vagina was sore from first Mark and then Lilith's rapes.

Your new name is Sister Cuntrag.

"Please, God, please save me!" I begged again. My voice croaked, my lips parched.

And then a hand caressed my back in the dark and pleasure filled my body. The Ecstasy, I wasn't forgotten.

"Thank you," I whispered.

"You have been soiled," the angelic voice whispered in my mind. "Lilith has polluted you."

"Please, I served faithfully, just free me, Gabriel."

"You are here because of your own Pride," Gabriel said, anger tinging his voice.

"What? I followed Providence," I protested. "I did my duty!"