Confront the abbess

You quickly shove your dick back into your pants and rush out of your room. Siara’s room is not too far from yours. You just hope that in the time you need to get there her conscience hasn’t made her quit. When you get there, you burst into the Abbess’s room and pretend to be there for another reason.
You look at her desk where you expect her to still be and say, “Siara, do you have a …”
To your luck, Siara was still masturbating. In fact, she had pulled up her habit and slipped her hand inside her plain white panties. You had literally caught her while she was jilling herself. Siara panics and tries to pull her hand back from her pussy, but her panties were blocking her retreat. The she quickly flips her habit back over her lap to hide what she was doing. After that, she stares fearfully into your eyes.

“Siara …” You say ask you close the door behind you. “Were you masturbating?”
“Wa … I … bu … no.” Siara stutters in embarrassment.
“Ok, then.” You say. “Care to let me smell your fingers?”
Siara sighs defeatedly and brings the hand she had used on her breast to her forehead.
“Fine. I was. I’m sorry.”
“No need to apologize to me.” You say. “As far as I am concerned, if you have an itch somewhere you should scratch it.”
“… yes, I know.” Siara says dejectedly.
“So … was this the first time you masturbated?” You ask.
Siara closes her eyes and remains silent.
“Don’t worry, I won’t tell anyone.” You reassure her.
“… no.” Siara responds.
“How often do you do it?” You ask.
Siara removes the hand from her forehead and leans back in her chair, her other hand still stuck in her panties.
“Just a few times per year.” She admits. “I try to fight against it as best I can but … sometimes the need is just too great.”
“Is it because of the new decoration?”
Siara says nothing. She just nods in shame.
“And having an orgasm helps you control it for a few more months?”
“Yeah.” Siara says. “All I got to do is blow off some steam. Then I can go back to being pious.”
Thinking you may have your opening, you walk up to Siara until you’re standing next to her.
“I’m not sure if it’ll be of much help.” You say as you start unbuttoning your pants. “But if you like, you can use this to help get you off.”
Then you take your dick out in front of the abbess and leave it exposed in front of her face. Siara’s eyes go wide as she sees your dick and quickly looks the other way while holding her one free hand next to her head. But as you keep your dick out her curious eyes eventually turn towards your dick. Her hand moves slightly to leave room for her to peek at your penis. Her head slowly turns back towards your groin. As her eyes lock on to your dick, she slowly lowers her hand.

Everything is going perfect so far. You figure that once Siara gets going, she won’t stop until the end. Waving your dick in front of the face of this virgin in heat quickly helps you regain your erection. Siara witnesses your flaccid dick grow, harden, turn upward. When your dick grows to its peak, the foreskin retreats to show off its head.
A mesmerized Siara slowly brings her hand towards your dick. Just as her fingers are about to touch it, she pulls back and looks into your eyes.
“I won’t tell anyone.” You reassure her again.