Punishment in the new order

You leave Mara and Kalla at the brothel for the night and return to the temple for the rest.

When morning comes around you’re surprised to find Sister Brekiya scolding the two sleepy looking tarts in the court yard. “What’s going on here?” You ask gently.

“These two did not rouse with the morning bell.” She explains. “Everyone must help with work in the fields.”

You nod sheepishly. “Sorry sister, that’s my fault. They were out last night, working on a project. They won’t be able to do field work anymore while working at night.”

Brekiya balked at this. “What could be more important than giving praise to the goddess in the garden?”

“I’m afraid I can’t say until they are prepared to show their work to the temple.” Both the girls bristled wonderfully at the thought of presenting the things they’d learned last night to their sisters and superiors.

“This is unacceptable.” Brekiya shook her head. “I must hear this from the sister superior.”

“Understood.” I nodded. “Let us seek her out.” With the girls in tow we headed to the door of our dear leader and gave a knock.

“Um one second!” She called from the other side, no doubt beating her futa dick to a smear on the other side of that door. “Hng, yes, yes come in!”

Brekiya barged in and explained her indignation. The sister superior nodded her head looking very sympathetic to her plea, but she ultimately knew where she belonged on the matter. “Brekiya I understand your concern, but in this matter we must defer to the prophet. Breya would not be pleased if we worked ourselves to **** in her name.”

Brekiya sighs “Very well sister superior.”

“The prophet is teaching us new ways, we must prepare ourselves for some hnngh discomfort.”

“Yes.” Brekiya bows her head.

You raise your hand. “Now there is the matter of punishment.”

“There’s no need to punish Brekiya.” The Sister Superior balked, forgetting herself.

“I mean Mara and Kalla.” You say. “I believe Brekiya is correct that the girls were lax in their duties, they should have informed her of the situation immediately, instead of making their elder sister feel disrespected. I believe Brekiya is owed recompense.”

“Oh.” Brekiya looks surprised. “Thank you.”

“This is a good time to implement our new punishment.” You say off handily. “You’re familiar with spanking and paddling?”

“Of course.” The nuns said, it was the usual punishment for most female led temples. That and your usual beatings.

“We’ll now be applying these to the sister’s vagina instead of her backside.” You’re pleased you could refrain from saying pussy and ass.

The sister superior nods. “Of course, just as the soil must be patted to come to our so must the fertile grounds if women.” She was learning fast.

“Precisely so.”

Brekiya looks at her aghast. “What are you saying?”

“The church is making changes in their doctrine. We are just learning of them ourselves. We’ll soon share them with the whole temple but we want to make sure we are clear in our understanding of them first.”

I smile at the sister superior. Right again. “It would be a great boon if a sister as senior and respected as you could assist us in this transition.”

You’d gotten Brekiya’s measure. Old tyrants liked her loved to be in charge and more than that, boss others around. If you put her in charge of pussy paddling, then pussy she would paddle.

She nods, almost smiling. “No one is more dedicated to the order than me. Of course I’ll do what I can.”

“Thank you sister.” You turn to Mara and Kalla. “Skirts up ladies.”

They gasp, but obedient on begin to roll their skirts up to their waists.

“Under garments down.”

Again they squirm but lower their white garments down and around their ankles. Their hairy pussies great you once more. The sister superior gasps, and cums under her desk. Her dick makes rhythmic smacks against the underside of the wood. It’s so obvious to you but the good virgin Brekiya is ignorant to the sounds. She’s nearly to embarrassed to look at the girls as their pussies await her.

“Legs spread.” You order.

They tremble, and slowly part their legs, awaiting the nun’s punishment.