Our Lady of Charity

You are more than a little surprised when you pull into a convent, both by the fact that there is a convent in the city and that the Lord of Darkness wishes to go there.

The Limo stops. As you exit your look into tinted window at the driver. While your eyes can't pierce the tint your new vision can. Nothing with a soul is driving the limo.

The four you stride into the chapel. Without his power you would be in great discomfort.

A short maybe five even, mousy, green eyed, red haired nun scurries away from you. A five foot ten wire thin blind eyes you with an expression of shocked disgust.

You look into the hearts of every girl her. None are pure, but you lack the power to corrupt any of them. They are serious about their vow of poverty.

Sara giggles and Bune smiles at you. "Now my concubines, let us begin."

You feel him link to Sara, Di, and you. Suddenly, you feel power being pulled from you. You close your eyes. You feel pain.

Then it simply stops. You hear Bune's cackling laugh.

You open your eyes to a miracle.

The chapel as it was is gone. Now you are in an antechamber. The religious paraphernalia is just gone. In its place are tapestries depicting raunchy sex.

The short red head is dressed in a nun's habit that is just painted on. Her tits are huge and fake.

She struts toward you and Bune, wiggling her impressive rack. "Welcome to the Uncharitable Whore brothel."

The blond turns toward you. She too has large fake breasts, which on her thin frame look gigantic. She is dressed in a leather catsuit and carries a riding crop. Her makeup is dark against her pale skin and blonde hair.

She snaps the riding crop into her hand. "Here at the Uncharitable Whore, we'll do anything, and I mean anything...for a price."

A scantily dressed older woman rushes toward you. "Girls, girls, we don't charge the Dark Lord."

Di drops her glamour and untucks her tail from her sex. Sara and you drop your glamours as well. Many of the former sisters look at you with jealousy. You look about the room. Every nun in the place is scantily clad and ready for action. You look into their hearts. They are all filled with lust, greed, and pride. Most belong in Di's realm. The girl who had been singing gospel comes up to you. Her latex mini skirt glistens. Her corset pushes up more than ample breast flesh. She kneels before you and kisses your hand.

"Mistress, I wish to be yours."

You can see the greed in her eyes. "Of course child I'll have a contract sent over."

"Thank you! Thank you, Mistres!" She skitters away excitedly.

Bune looks pleased. "Now I have tasks for each of you.