Beg for forgiveness

Layla: Oh God! This pain feels so purifying. Please, don't stop Mother! Expell the sin from my body and soul! Harder, Harder! God must hear my cries and see my tears to forgive me. I've been a very bad girl!

Mother Superior fastened a steel bar around my neck and wrists and started hitting my breasts with a malicious countenance as her impatience grew bigger and stronger. Meanwhile I tried my hardest not to cry from pain and pleasure.

After a few minutes of intense heat and previously unknown pleasure, I heard Mother Superior panting with exhaustion. She sighed and wiped the sweat from her forehead with the sleeve of her pajama, and pushed me forcefully out of her room saying "that's enough for now".

Satisfied with having been punished enough for now, I returned to my room and fell smiling on my cot, feeling as if a great weight had been lifted.