Keep Charity in the Dark

“Not your concern,” Lilly said pointedly and I yelped as she brought the wooden spoon down on my petite left breast. “Stop squirming,” she commanded and I tried, I even managed to remain still for a moment. Then I felt the enormous head of the dildo press against my asshole and I opened my eyes suddenly.

“But I—” I mewled pitifully as Lilly brought the wooden spoon down, WHACK WHACK once on each breast.

“Resist, Sister Charity, or else…”

Lilly left the words hanging in the air like a threat, a warning. I tried my best to remain still, not wanting to know what could possibly be worse than this.

Lilly glanced past me, as if someone was signaling her and then walked around and behind again, out of my sight. Who else was here!? Was it a Sister? Perhaps even Sister Chastity? That would explain why Lilly was acting the way she was. Lilly could never have come up with this on her own, but if she was being directed, that would make sense. She knew how to use the relic, someone had constructed the rack, and she was doing everything Sister Chastity had done before to Sister Rosalia… But why here? Why not at the aby?

The dildo was still sitting below me, resting on a wooden peg, pressed up gently against me asshole and I squirmed, despite my best efforts, in an attempt to get it further inside.

A cold sweat broke out over my body as realization hit me. We weren’t at the aby because Sister Chastity didn’t want this test to be officially recorded encase… I swallowed, my fear helping me overcome my desire as I managed to hold still. Encase I failed… and they expelled me from the order. Cold fear burned like ice through my veins. I was already an inducted Sister, even if it had only been a few weeks… I had been given drops of the Goddess’ blood… I glanced down at the amulet around my neck containing the sacred blood. If I failed I wouldn’t be kicked out like some pre-initiation girl like Lilly, they’d kill me, to protect the goddess, the secrets of the order… This was to be my execution if I couldn’t control myself!

Fear helped me resist the desire and I began to rebuild, in my mind, the wall of calm, cold, chastity that I’d been trained to maintain my whole life. The wall that I had torn down, by my own actions, every time I masturbated with the dildo that now sat, pressed gently against my distended pucker.

Lilly returned to my vision, something in her hands that I couldn’t identify.

“Please, Lilly,” I whispered, “you know me, you know I can get through this, please help me. Please… I… I can do it.”

Lilly nodded once in approval, “I believe you can, I truly hope you can,” she smiled and I felt something cold and metallic pressed over top of my nipples. “But this is up to you,” I suddenly cried out in shock as the metal clamps on my nipples tightened painfully, and the burning in my pussy intensified. “If you can’t hold to our goddess now, alone, then how could you hope to fight a real enemy of our order?”

I whimpered but nodded, forcing myself to remain still. Each breath and rise of my chest moved the nipple clamps up and down, pulling painfully on my areolas. Still, I set my mind, grit my teeth, and remained as still as possible.

“Good,” Lilly said, “you’re doing much better, shall we begin again?”