I think my time is better spent in other activities...

I decided to meet with sisters Silvia and Diane to help them put up the curtains they were knitting for the reading room. However, I was pleasantly surprised when I saw Father Martín with his back to me, seated within Mother Superior's office. I was even more pleasantly surprised when he turned around to greet me, as if he had been aware of my presence even before I had decided to go talk to him.

Father Father Martín: Good morning, Sister Layla. How are you today?

He said, inviting me to sit beside him.

Layla: Good morning, Mother Superior, good morning, Father. To what do we owe the honor of hosting you today?

Mother Superior returned my greeting with a slight frown, probably annoyed by the interruption.

Father Father Martín: Nothing important, Sister. Just some routine paperwork that I must take care of with the Mother Superior. By the way, Mother... would you mind letting me have a moment alone with Sister Layla?

Mother Superior: Since when are you so interested in particular sisters, Father Martín? According to my understanding of canonical tradition, contact when in closure is to be limited to confession.

Father Martín: You have nothing to worry about. It is just my wish to know the spiritual state of Sister Layla, since when she came to confession she seemed perturbed, would you mind?

He said in a condescending tone.

Mother Superior: No, not at all...

She said in a dry tone and left reluctantly. Within her office it was just Father and me, and the growing silence.

Father Father Martín: So...?

We said both at once. He smiled with charm.

Layla: Wow, Father Father Martín...

I said, laughing.

Layla: It's like you read my mind.

Father Father Martín: It wouldn't be so strange. After all, you're in my spiritual custody. Have you been able to rest these past few days, my dear Layla? How do you feel with regards to your problem?

Layla: I've followed your advice, Father. I've begged God to help me carry this burden inside me, but I think I have incurred his wrath and he has piqued my curiosity. I'm paying for my sins now. I have no other choice but to accept my punishment with humility, for my life will always be dedicated to the Lord...

Father Father Martín: It's an admirable attitude, Sister Layla. Not all children of God accept the life of piety and penitence with such grace...

He said as he softly caressed my lips.

Layla: Do you think God will be proud of me? I need to know I'm at peace with my Creator because, if it is not so, I will feel like I haven't done to earn His affection.

He began speaking in a very strict tone.

Father Father Martín: I've heard a few rumors, Sister Layla... Mother Superior has told me she's had the inclination to whip you a few times for your irreverence. Additionally, yesterday I was in town and I overheard what a good time they'd had with a nun that brought them bread... You do realize, Sister, that a nun in closure must not interact with the opposite sex, correct?

My eyes clouded with tears.

Layla: Forgive me, Father! I'm still a dirty sinner. No matter how hard I try to stay away from temptation, it follows me, I can't live like this. I need redemption, I can't go to Hell!

Father Father Martín: The only redemption, Layla, is to accept the path God has set for you.

Upon saying this, Father Father Martín put his hand on my leg, pawing it lightly up and down, while he licked his lips as he observed my tears. A strange sensation roamed my whole body, like goosebumps but more intense. I took the cross of the rosary within my hands and squeezed it trying to absorb its strength. I had this weird feeling inside that I had to make a choice now, and that choice would mark me for life...

This CHYOA Interactive Erotica is an adaptation of the first 5 days of the game "The Whore of Babylon" published by Kitty and The Lord.

If you'd like to continue the story or know more, please visit kitty-and-the-lord.itch.io/the-whore-of-babylon