No, Charity has fallen to darkness, it begins

The blast of light blossomed on the tip of my finger and lanced out at Lilly like a miniature sun. It struck her in the chest and… and it just vanished into her… how! Why?

Lilly’s smile grew into a genuine grin, “oh, that felt… nice…” she grasped my hand in hers and gave it a light kiss. “But I’m not some devil or werewolf, or other servant of darkness.” I felt her push my hand back down on my sodden cunt and begin to stroke me with my own fingers. Then, in shame, I felt my fingers take over for her, working my folds with renewed desire.

“You’ve fallen,” Lilly explained and… and I almost believed her. She looked down on me as I moaned and writhed on the floor, one hand buried in my pussy, the other desperately trying to rip off my top, which I eventually did, bra and all.

“And now you can’t even pick yourself up,” her eyes were sad, not gloating, not evil, not even haughty, “so, I’m going to punish you, Sister Charity, so that you come back to the light, and learn to control your own desires.”

“P…please…” I managed to mumble as she pulled my hands roughly away from me, and started to drag me across the floor towards a crude wooden rack not unlike the one I’d seen Sister Rosalia strapped to when I first encountered the artifact.

She fastened my hands to fur-lined, leather cuffs and pulled them up over my head, then she fastened my feet in a similar way, but spread apart, and stretched the leather down until I could barely move.

Sweat beaded my forehead and my skin was slick with it. My chest rose and fell, my meager breasts looking flat and pathetic compared to Lilly’s voluptuous mounds. I needed to cum so badly. Despite trying to recite prayers in my head, or think of the meditations I’d been taught in training, I couldn’t even lie still. My arms constantly fought against the bonds to reach back down to my folds and my meager breasts.

My face flushed red in shame as I realized the only thing keeping me from further sin, was Lilly, restraining me on the rack. Finally I met her gaze and nodded, “please, help me…” I begged. “It’s too much, I wasn’t ready, I shouldn’t have…” I began to sob, “I didn’t mean to but… I can’t… stop… please… teach me how you learned to resist… I can’t go back like this… they’ll kick me out, sell me to a whore house… I… I want to feel the Goddess’ light again…”

Lilly ran a hand along my brow, wiping away my perspiration with a towel and planting a gentle kiss on my forehead. Somehow, even that small act quieted some of the lust-filled storm I felt inside me.

“Shhhhh,” she breathed cool air over me, “it’s going to be alright, we have all night.” She held out the artifact in front of me, “just as Sister Chastity did, so now I do for you. Sister. Charity.” She spoke the words like individual sentences and I watched with wide, scared eyes as she placed the artifact at the entrance to my slightly distended pucker. “Do. You. Want. To. Cum?”

I felt the artifact enter me and immediately the fire in my chest burned brighter, my pussy spasmed as Lilly pushed it in, inch by inch and I moaned loudly, unable to reply. The pleasure was so great now, I was on the edge of orgasm already when she finally stopped, the dildo fully inserted, impossibly! I’d never managed to push it in all the way.

I felt so full, and yet so desperately unsatisfied. I thrashed against the bonds causing the dildo to rub back and forth inside me, building the pleasure to greater heights than I thought possible. And yet I didn’t cum, I couldn’t, no matter how desperately I focused my mind on it, no matter what lewd thoughts or imaginings I dredged up from the dark corners of my lust. I just. Couldn’t. Cum!

“Charity!” my lust crazed panic was brought to a sudden sharp halt as Lilly’s wodden spoon slammed down against my right breast and I whimpered as the stinging pain briefly cleared my mind. My eyes focused on her. “You must control yourself, now, and answer the question…”

Then I felt her hand begin to rub my vulva and pleasure exploded through me once more as her other hand began to work the dildo, twisting it back and forth, in and out.