Temptation

“... Temptation,” Isabella said with finality. Mere moments before, a gust of wind had gently tickled her ear and said,

“Temptation is that which you struggle with, so temptation is the trial you must overcome.”

DC- 35

D100 + 3 = 47

Success

“May God bless you, child,” Father Emilio said solemnly. Matching Isabella’s fierce gaze, he added, “To be perfectly frank, Isabella, the Path of Temptation is quite challenging. Of the two choices, it’s much harder. I give you this one last opportunity to back out.”

“Father, may we say a prayer while I consider?” Isabella asked, hands clutched subserviently on top of her lap.

“Always, my child,” Father Emilio granted. They then launched into the Lord’s prayer. When they finished, Father Emilio looked expectantly at Isabella.

“Daddy didn’t raise a quitter. I’ve never been afraid of hard work, and besides, cowardice could endanger my immortal soul. No, Father. I am committed,” Isabella crossed her arms in affirmation of her strong stance.

“Good. Keep that moxy, child. Lord knows you shall need it on the path,” Father Emilio congratulated Isabella.

“Thank you, Father. May I ask now what the Path entails?” Isabella asked, a slight hint of anxiety present in the forward slump of her shoulders.

“Of course, Isabella. The Path of Temptation is going to re-teach you how to act and dress. Forgive my forwardness, but God created you with His beauty in mind. Even when you dress in conservative clothes, as you are now, any male is going to be attracted to you,” Father Emilio said calmly and cautiously, so as not to spook her. Isabella blushed and coquettishly nodded her agreement with the statement. After allowing Isabella to come to terms with the compliment, Father Emilio continued, “As such, the Path of Temptation is about teasing. And teasing only. Your goal is to tempt men and report the lost souls to me. That way, I, as their pastor, can confront them and lead them back to the light. The real challenge of this path is you are not allowed to act upon your own urges. Granted, you may flirt with men after they initiate conversation, but even hand-holding will warrant a consequence.”

Isabella gulped. This was certainly more intense than she had initially envisioned. She looked down and quietly asked, “What sort of consequences are we talking about?”

“I’m glad you asked, my child. Would you follow me inside the Church? I believe a visual demonstration is in order,” the silver-haired priest offered a hand to Isabelle, and they walked in silence into the church. Down a hidden stairwell, and they entered a monkish abode. A portrait of Jesus looked over a single bed and a lone wooden wardrobe. Otherwise, the room was bare. Father Emilio quietly reached into the wardrobe and rummaged around, searching for something deep within its bowels.

Just when Isabella had sat down and started scrolling on her phone, Father Emilio spun around. In his hands, he held what appeared to be a leather belt inlaid with a silver-metal line wrapped around its length. Connecting the back and front of the belt was a strap of leather or maybe black velvet underneath more silver-metal. Isabella could make out a zipper in the front half of the instrument.

“This, my child, is a chastity belt. Do you know what that is?” Father Emilio asked.

“No, Father.” Isabella looked confused.

“When a practitioner of the Path of Temptation has been naughty and acted upon their impure impulses, this is the punishment. You are to wear this for a number of days equal to your transgression. I shall hold onto the key,” Father Emilio spoke calmly as he laid down the law.

Isabella nodded. She liked this idea; if she couldn’t control her own impulses, Father Emilio could provide her the stability she needed. “Thank you, Father. Just, how does one… use the restroom?”

“There are two zippers that provide opening. If you see this tiny little LED light here,” he turned the belt upside down, revealing a slowly blinking green LED light. “That means whenever the zipper is undone, I will receive a text alert. I can track you through this as well. And if you lie and are naughty…. Well, I will only allude to further punishment.”

“That makes sense!” Isabella smiled brightly. Truly, God had answered her prayer.

“Now, I’m sorry to say this, but masturbation is staunchly against church doctrine. So, we must start you off with a consequence. There’s a women’s bathroom upstairs. If you would be so kind as to head up there and change, I’d greatly appreciate it. When you come back down, I’ll lock you in. Today is Wednesday. I shall let you out on Friday,” Father Emilio handed her the chastity belt.

Isabella's Libido Increases by +1