Taste of Holyness

Sister Mary’s words echoed in my ears, sending a wave of anticipation coursing through my veins. The forbidden nature of Sister Mary's teachings made me tremble with excitement. As she spoke, her hands rested on my thighs, caressing them gently.

"This first lesson, Cassandra, is something that you must take seriously. To achieve the level of self-control necessary, you must learn to fully submit to me. This is about learning one’s place and putting away your pride.” Her gaze bore into me, her intensity both frightening and exciting.

What the fuck is she doing? Is this going where I think it’s going? Am I going to let it happen? Am I ok with this?! My cheeks were so hot. I couldn’t think straight. Heh. Think straight. Do I find Sister Mary attractive? I mean, she is really pretty and…

No! Bad thoughts, bad thoughts! She's supposed to be a leadership figure to me, someone to guide and help me stay on the straight and narrow. I shouldn't even be thinking about her in this way, but what is she doing!

"Cassandra," Sister Mary whispered in my ear, her breath tickling my neck. "I understand that this might seem confusing and overwhelming, but you must obey me." She placed her hands on my shoulders, squeezing gently. "I've seen many girls like you struggle with similar temptations, it’s natural. Now lay back on the table for me.”

Sister Mary gently pressed down on my shoulders as I laid back without much resistance. The cold metal was like knives against my skin, and I stared into Sister Mary’s eyes as she looked down on my naked form laid out on the table. I couldn’t read her expression, but I was pretty sure I knew what lust looked like.

I knew I should resist, argue, explain that this was all wrong! But I couldn’t make my arms or legs move. As if on cue, Sister Mary gently moved my hands into the shackles, clasping them in place. I tried to wrap my head around what was happening to me and as she closed the chains around my ankles I finally found my voice.

“Sister Mary please, what are you doing with me?” I asked breathlessly, the air almost stinging my lungs as I breathed in.

Finished securing my body to the table, she came back up to my head and softly moved a bit of my hair from my face. “Sweet Cassandra, I’m teaching you humility and submission! We must all put aside our pride and submit to the will of the Lord God Almighty. Only then will he save us, and reward us for our obedience.”

Sister Mary kissed my forehead softly and slowly began to take off her habit, still speaking. “This is both a reward and a lesson. It’s such a blessing to be able to teach young women about God’s will, don’t you think Cassandra?” Her question floated to me as her robes hit the floor, revealing a gorgeous body, curvy and beautiful in every way.

I wasn’t listening and forgot where I was.

She took off her coif and shook out long blonde hair and for the second time since I’d known her, she smiled. Drop dead fucking gorgeous. Would be a total MILF if she had kids. Wow I like women.

“Good girl, keep your mouth open just like that. Are you ready to obey Cassandra?”

I couldn’t think, let alone respond. My mouth was open? Yeah that made sense. I was probably creating a puddle on the table under my crotch. Sister Mary took a step towards the table, and then swung one leg over my head, giving me a perfect view of her soaking wet folds under a neat blonde bush. Before I could get a grip on reality, she was settling down over my face, one hand on my forehead stroking my hair as she pushed her pussy into my mouth.