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Chapter 11 by KittyRed KittyRed

Should I really go in...?

Chicken out and leave

Mother Superior's words filled me with the fear of being punished again. I hesitated for a few seconds, should I obey my superior? Or save myself from her fury?

Before I could decide, the door slammed open, a crying and red-faced sister scurried out and Mother Superior's rough, calloused hand pulled me inside.

Mother Superior: So you won't obey direct orders? Very well, if you so like doing things your way, why don't you show me how you punish yourself for your insolence?

She practically threw the leather whip she was using to punish the naughtiest sisters at my face, all the while looking on with an almost diabolical expression. There was something very wrong with her.

I struggled with all my will for my mind to only focus on the punishment as such, but soon my pussy was inflamed from being humiliated in front of my sisters and Mother Superior.

When I thought I couldn't take it any more and that I was going to cum right then and there, Mother Superior put a hand on my shoulder and, in a benevolent voice, informed me that I should return to my room so she could obtain some much needed rest and relaxation. I got dressed and ran out of the room like my life depended on it.

Once back in my refuge, which now seemed to me like a den of sin, I got naked, anxious to feel the rapture deep in my loins. Or, to put it another way, it was an excuse to take advantage of the weakness of the flesh and in that way earn further punishments from the Lord for my lust.

After an enormously enjoyable session of caresses sponsored by the book of Revelation, I let my body fall, exhausted, onto my cot. Despite just having pleasured myself, every orgasm I had only calmed my desires for a brief period before my mind was invaded by the infinite and pleasurable possibilities outside my room.

Alas, though the mind was willing, the body was not. It had been a long day. I kissed the rosary that Father Martín had gifted me, took it off my neck and put it by my bedside before falling asleep. On the verge of tears, I fell asleep hoping for my salvation.

That night I had a peculiar dream...

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