Agree to Help the Church

"Yes!" Ally moaned against the Sister's cheek, cock thrusting into her hand. "Yes, Yes, Yes! I'll do anything you say! Anything! Please let me cum, please, please, please, you can have me, you can have the house, I don't care about anything but you, your tight little body, I need to cummmmm!"

"Wonderful," Sister Enna said, grabbing Ally's chin and staring into her eyes. Ally felt dizzy, her head throbbing, her cock so warm against Sister Enna's stomach, leaking so much precum that the Sister's entire stomach was drenched in her stickiness. Enna shoved her tongue down Ally's throat, licking the inside of Ally's mouth, tasting every inch of her new subject while Ally shivered beneath the small girl's forceful tongue. When Enna pulled away, she allowed the spit to fall between them, down across Ally's thin shirt, and then pressed her hand against Ally's chest, rubbing the spit into her shirt, roughing her hard nipples beneath. "First thing's first," Enna continued, "You will refer to me from this moment on only as Mistress, do you understand?"

"Yes, Mistress," Ally agreed, still dizzy as if under Sister Enna's spell. The small girl bit her lip, eyes so dark, so beautiful, Ally leaned in for another kiss but Mistress pulled away.

"And you must be willing to do everything I say; do you understand?" Sister Enna asked.

"I understand, Mistress," Ally nodded quickly, hips continuing to thrust against Sister Enna's stomach.

"Then stop yourself from fucking my stomach, little girl," Enna commanded. Ally felt herself stopping, even though everything inside her wanted to keep thrusting, needing to cum. It was suddenly hard to breathe, as though her body was **** her until she allowed it to please itself. Still.. Mistress said... and Ally had agreed... She swallowed down her pain, attempting to take deep, measured breaths. Sister Enna smiled at her, a small, wicked smile. "Perfect. I will need you to help me spy on your sister from now on," Sister Enna explained. "And to dismiss that silly roommate of yours."

"Mistress..." Ally protested.

"You said you would do everything I say," the small nun reminded her.

"Mistress," Ally continued, "I... need to cum..."

"Oh, is that so?" Sister Enna asked, rising from the bed, leaving Ally hard and alone atop the sheets. "Does my little girl have a big problem?"

"I... I can't think of... anything else," Ally admitted. "I need... I'm so hard... I can't..."

"Very well," Sister Enna said, turning back towards the bed. Ally's heart almost stopped as Enna stripped off the remains of her robe, revealing her perfect, A-cup tits, and brightly pink nipples, her stomach still sleek with Ally's stickiness, her collarbone pressing out against her skin, her shoulders well-defined and sleek all the way down. Enna lowered herself to her knees while Ally sat on the bed, and gently rested her palm on top of Ally's length once again. She leaned forward, slowly, her breath brushing softly against Ally's cock. Ally used all of her remaining willpower not to thrust herself forward, not to start fucking Sister Enna's perfect little mouth, as she watched Sister Enna get closer and closer to the pink tip of her cock.

Finally, finally, Enna pressed her lips against Ally's tip: A simple, small, wet kiss against Ally's sensitive, leaking skin. Enna's mouth opened the slightest amount, swallowing down Ally's cock to her rim, her tongue flicking across Ally's slit. Ally's mind blanked. The heat of Mistress's mouth melted around her cock, her dick throbbing inside Mistress's warm, wet hole. Ally didn't feel herself cum, she only knew that she was as Mistress moaned around the length of her cock, the church girl swallowing down rope after rope of Ally's dickgirl cum.

When Enna pulled her lips away, white seed dribbling down her chin, Ally's mind felt clear for the first time in hours.

"Now are you ready to assist me, little girl?" Enna asked.

"Yes, Mistress," Ally said. "Anything... anything for you."

Ally turned to see another nun, another Sister, clad entirely in white robes, but beyond that she looked nothing like Sister Enna. This new Sister was tall, taller than Ally, and much taller than Enna, and her robes struggled to contain the size of her bust. Golden curls spilled from the top of her habit, resting on her chest, as if the purpose of her hair was explicitly to emphasize her cleavage; her eyes shone blue and bright. Ally felt herself hardening again already, her cock dripping with Mistress's spit.

"Well, what have we here?" The new, tall Sister asked. "Does Sister Enna made a new plaything of little Miss Scream here?"

"She will be a useful tool, Sister Lucille," Mistress said, rising to stand next to Ally, clutching her hand. Ally smiled. Mistress called her useful. And she would be.

"I hope that Sister Enna is willing to share you, pet," Sister Lucille said, approaching Ally and rubbing a finger across her nipple. In an instant, Lucille brought Ally's lips to her own, sucking down Ally's tongue, spitting into her little pet's mouth. Ally didn't think to pull away. She moaned at Lucille's touch, drinking in the taste of this new, holy, golden woman. When Lucille pulled away, Ally leaned forward for more, but Enna pulled her back. "She seems eager enough," Lucille said. "What shall we have her do?"

Enna frowned, clearly not excited to share Ally, but Ally didn't mind. She would do what her Mistress said, no matter what. She could do at least that much. Jenny didn't care about her. Kate didn't care about her. But Mistress did. She could be useful to Mistress.

"Let's see..." Mistress said, frowning in thought. "What should our little girl do first?"