1. Cruel, Carnal Convent


    Date: 11/2/2014, Categories: BDSM, Author: ChrissieLecker, Rating: 13, Source: LushStories

    eyes spread in my lower body. Another swat, and I felt my pussy swell. My whole body started to shake in high frequency, and there I saw it, that sweet, blissful edge. My eyes grew wide, but I didn’t see my surroundings. My lust skyrocketed. The Mother, though, noticed my state. The next swat fell at the top, touching first my already swollen lips, then my clit, pressing it down with relentless force, and I came, harder than I had ever come before. I shook and twisted and groaned while wave after wave of pleasure surged through my body, spreading from my pussy in heated waves and consuming every conscious thought. I felt my bladder release and the spray of pee hit the stone floor in rhythmic spurts, in time with the clenching of my pussy, and I screamed my release to the world and wished it to never stop. Yet, all good things come to an end, and a little later, my shoulders hurt painfully and the welts covering my body started to throb and ache in earnest. I whimpered. “Sisters Elizabeth and Margaret,” the Mother’s voice bellowed out of breath, “take her down and bring her to my chambers.” “Your chambers?” “I was the one to chastise her in the Lord’s name, so I will be nursing her back to health!” she declared. I felt the strain on my legs lessen, and finally my feet touched the ground again. Standing was hard, but Margaret’s strong hands held me upright while Elizabeth unfastened the bonds. Together, they helped me to the Mother’s chamber and guided me down on a large bed. ...
    They spread a blanket over me and left, but I didn’t even hear them close the door, sinking into a blissful, exhausted sleep in the blink of an eye. I awoke a while later, aching all over, and found the Mother sitting next to me, having shed her outer habit. Her eyes were softer than I had ever seen them, and a mixture of a smile and worry played over her lips. I couldn’t helping being myself. “An angel!” I whispered and smiled dreamily. “Angel of wrath, more like,” she answered, clucking her tongue and with nothing of the usual formality in her voice. She sighed. “I’m not sure if what happened was wise. I’m… I’m not sure how to continue. This was not the Lord’s deed.” “But it was a good deed. At least to me.” “Hush. It was sin!” “And you enjoyed it just as much as I did.” “But that is the problem. How can I… as Mother Superior too…” “Well,” I answered with a smirk, “the rack’s been here for ages, and it has certainly seen its use. There’s always the line about ‘going back to old values’, isn’t there?” I could see the hint of smile tug at the corner of her mouth. “Cheeky novice. But we’re not just talking about punishment here.” She looked pointedly at me, then her gaze traveled lower until it rested between my thighs. “I know exactly what went on in that pretty head of yours. A convent isn’t the place for that.” I pouted. “But that’s exactly why I’m here. I used to work in a brothel, and while I had my fun and earned quite well, I found that I enjoy clean pussy much more than ...
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