Just hold them

Camille: Please, Sister Helen, is this really necessary?

The younger one said in a trembling voice.

Nadine: We're sorry we weren't more courteous when we met you! I assure you we'll change for the better from now on.

She begged.

Helen: No, no, no, my little ones. What kind of a christian would I be if I let you go without even a penance? God forgives us if we truly repent in our hearts, but sacrifices must be made for the sake of purity.

The two terrified little girls were **** to lie on the floor, once stripped nude. A complicit look crossed between sisters Adele and Helen, since when did they have this type of relationship? How was it possible that Adele was willing to do these things? It didn't take me long to realize this was nothing new, since the two of them seemed to have a strong bond in relation to these dirty acts. They kissed each other with a passion I had never witnessed before.

Helen: Layla, Adele, hold their legs wide open!

Adele jumped to obey. She grabbed the first girl and stood behind her to hold the girl's shapely legs upwards and, in this way, the girl's nether regions were so exposed that nothing was left to the imagination. Their skin was so pale and soft, supple youths to whom it was difficult not to be attracted to. I was completely frozen, but soon Sister Helen shot me a furious look, and I reasoned it was better to go along than to be punished severely.

Helen: I love these little virgins, so free of sin! You two are pure, right?

Both of them nodded their heads with tears in their eyes. It was clear they weren't lying. They might have been too young to partake of the opposite sex. Their faces were still vaguely childlike: their hair was fine and straight, their cheeks rosy, and their breasts and hips still small.

Camille: Sister Helen, please! Don't hurt us!

Helen: My dear girls, we would never hurt you!

As she said this, her hands glided over the girl's thighs, occasionally lightly massaging her soft, hairless pussy. Both of the novice's legs were trembling, and the confusion regarding both the pleasure and degradation of the situation was clear on their faces.

As if in answer to my thoughts, Sister Helen approached, took one of the devices on the pulpit and connected it to the power outlet. Once turned on, the large and round point of the device started vibrating like mad.

Helen made a signal for Adele to hold Camille's legs tight. Once she was sure she wasn't going to be able to move, she placed the machine right on her tight and rosy pussy. The girl tried to get away, closed her eyes and moaned under her breath. Meanwhile, while Helen and Adele were enjoying themselves torturing her sister, Nadine looked at her with a confused expression, due to the contradictory gestures made by her counterpart.

Within minutes, the tortured novice didn't look so tortured anymore. In fact she surreptitiously pulled apart her ass-cheeks to give Helen more access to her most intimate parts, while Adele giggled in pleasure to see Helen forcibly masturbate the little girl. Soon, the girl had her first orgasm, but Helen and Adele refused to stop, they seemed to have reached their favorite part.

Camille: IT'S TOO MUCH! PLEASE! I'M GOING TO FAINT!

She said, almost screaming as she violently convulsed. Once they were done with the first sister, they moved on to the second one, with which they repeated their ****, and even went a little further.

Sister Adele: No way, Sister. These girls have enjoyed their punishment far too much, they shouldn't leave without first offering a prayer to the Lord. Have you brought the special crucifixes, Helen?

Helen: Adele is right. Stay a while and pray with us!

Helen once more walked to the pulpit and retrieved a couple of strange crucifixes. One she gave to me and the other one she kept to herself. She motioned for me to follow her lead. Helen and Adele **** the girls to pray aloud and with their gazes on the crucifixes sticking out of each other's formerly virginal asses. Once they were done, they decided to let them go on the condition that, from now on, they would be nicest little ladies in the convent. Like them, I was threatened to keep silent and go back to my room without interacting with anyone. I wondered if the little girls who were tortured today would get any sleep.