Use her Holy Order against her

I nodded and walked past her, hearing her let out a breath she didn’t realize she’d been holding. I moved to the shelf and picked out a small pair of cuffs, a wad of cotton wrapped in leather, and a wooden paddle used for stirring soup.

I turned back to find that one of her hands had slipped beneath her skirt and was furiously rubbing her nethers before she noticed I’d turned back and quickly pulled her hand out with a deep flush of red.

“But I care about you, Lilly,” I said, moving back to her and running a hand along her cheek, causing her to let out a high-pitched squeak at my touch. “And I can’t let you abandon your chastity and be on bad terms with our Goddess.”

At the mention of the Goddess Lilly’s face fell and she looked at the floor in shame.

I quickly raised her chin and **** her, gently, to meet my gaze. “It’s ok, I said with a smile, “As long as you accept punishment for your sin, you have nothing to worry about.” I stepped forwards to her and held out to her the cuffs, gag, and wooden spoon. “I promise to be gentle.”