Her cheeks burned in shame at her nakedness, and tears ran across her face ashamed, seeing how her naughty nipples stood aroused. On her knees, painfully tied to a pole, a ring gag now opening her luscious mouth and two clamps on her sensitive nips, the terrified nun waited in darkness.
Eight inches of cockmeat to suck and lick, and plenty of male cum and pee to eat and drink. They brought her religious habit and once dressed, they guided her upstairs. But all her hopes vanished as she met Bishop Gonzaga.
But you have a lot to learn… too shy I heard. And her screams while he whipped and tortured her changed from pain to lustful ones… Bishop Gonzaga laughed fully pleased, enjoying the different reactions in his victim.
He knew he was starting to break her will, so he advanced to the next step. Slowly, the bishop stripped and in the same time untied Sister Evangeline. His wicked smile broadened as she stood there while his lewd tongue traced a path down across her belly.
You shall live to please us here, at the Convent, from now on! The squeamish nun did all kind of disgusting things she never dreamed possible, to please men and women, and little by little they broke and tamed her body and soul.
But that night was a different one. Sister Josephine was another of the Convent newest recruits, and the wicked priests had been training both nuns to become their sex slaves… Strong hands stripped Sister Evangeline and tied her against the branding post; a filthy rag filling her mouth while Father Kramer advanced carrying a red-hot cross.
Pain and tears were to be her partners for the rest of her life. He knew she was formerly known as Hannah Cavendish, one of the richest European heiresses, and that she disliked materialistic life, and all kind of luxuries. Sister Evangeline would be his crown jewel in the convent. With her gorgeous, well-developed body, and beautiful face, she was sure to be a favourite, and make lots of money for the Order.
Although some of her noble relations may object, it will be a simple task to convince the Courts that her renunciation of material wealth was long in the making, and not a result of her short time here, at the convent.
My job is to bring you to the next level of obedience. After a few times, your dirty little mind will be erased, and your preconceived prejudices about sex deleted. No one can resist, but if you want to add to my enjoyment, you may try to resist. How does that sound, Sister? In society, stuck up bitch-whores like you never get any real cock, but that will change here. You noble cunts are all the same. Then the men, you remember the men, will come by for some rather serious fucking and sucking.
Time for you to show me some gratitude for being so nice to you. A juicy, long blow job should do it. Cunts like you rarely survive a second helping from me. All she could think about was stopping the pain and torture, and she made up her mind to do anything they asked of her.
No one removed the ball-gag long enough to ask her if she was ready, so the torture continued. More and more men appeared with big grins on their faces. Sister Evangeline knew why they were smiling, because they were going to fuck a beautiful, young woman, poor Sister Evangeline! What do you think Ivan? To be born with such incredible wealth, you could have made great strides for mankind, helped thousands of the poor, and influenced many corrupt and incompetent politicians to do good.
But instead, you wanted no wealth or power, you only wanted to retreat from society, and lock yourself up in a convent, where you would never have to think. Father Docktor Luge was a mysterious man, unknown to the Order until Bishop Gonzaga picked him personally to take charge of the final brainwashing of the whores. Some say he was the former warden of the notorious Kracksheen Insane Asylum, where every inmate died in a suspicious fire, one night five years ago.
Who ever he was in the past, though, did not matter, because the Order protects all members from the outside world. There were many fierce and ugly men, who had bought their way into the Order for enough money.
The Order is law unto itself, and the Docktor was a man best left alone. Why, I thought all you nuns had to do was to pray, and all would be fine. Electricity is so simple, it treats everyone the same way.
As I increase the current, you feel pain that will go well beyond your physical and mental limits. Now prepare yourself for unbearable, unthinkable, and inhuman sessions with me. I love fucking women whom I just recently tortured.
She can take cock all day and cock all night. This is the best part of the job, when the bitch finally goes bananas for cocks, hehehe. Your skin is so soft, and yet so hot. But you look so sad, and your eyes are full of tears. Do not try to understand all this. Here, here, let me hold you, and make you feel better. All women love sucking cock, every single one of you.
Trouble is, women are asked to think too much. When you see a man, instead of sucking his cock instinctively, women waste time thinking about stupid things as how the man looks or how much money he has. Looks and money are superficial things that should not concern the tiny minds of women. You should only have to think about your cock sucking techniques, and all the wonderful ways to please a man, hehehe. You two cunts have a lot in common. You dumb sluts probably never even heard of it.
Sister Evangeline, you begin by sucking my cock, nice long tongue jobs. And you, Sister Beatrice, stick your tongue up my ass as far as you can. Guests were well paying gentlemen with lusts that could not be satisfied by the everyday brothel whores in the villages.
Convent guests expected, and got, beautiful, voluptuous women, with whom anything could be performed. Several whips were always stocked in each room, and guests could avail themselves of choice, erotic, entertainment, for hours on end.
Sister Evangeline was exhausted, and the whip marks on her ass still stung like crazy. And she could hardly move her jaw, from sucking dozens of cocks. Each new day she realized how hopeless her plight had become, and she slowly began to even enjoy some sex, as it was a relief from the constant torture and physical abuse.
You were made to fuck, baby, and I was made to fuck you. Yeah, nice and easy, at least until I get my cock rock hard again.
But the Docktor says we must maintain constant pain and torture, in order to cleanse our minds and bodies. That is, for all you cunts, anyway. Men are naturally, vastly superior to all you bitches, and we maintain our devotions through pleasures we take from your bodies, with force. We have some honored guests here who have heard about your expert tongue and tight pussy, and they want to check it out themselves. No time to rest, bitch, these four men want to examine your completely.
When I remove your gag, you start sucking like the dirty little slut you really are, like your life depends upon it. Then I have some papers the Bishop asked me to get you to sign. And I know, you are going to sign them.
The feeble minds of you women really fascinate me. You go through your little lives concerned with such foolish things, but once you are set free, you all become the same: Giving to the poor has always been a priority for the Order, and every year some of the new whores are left outside, in the courtyard, for the passersby to take pleasure upon. He was a real pervert, with superhuman stamina, and a gigantic cock.
He took a liking to Sister Evangeline, and began requesting her only. He would have her stand in the garbage to warm up, then he would tie her down and fuck her brutally for hours. Afterwards, he would make her eat the garbage, right from the can. At nightfall, he would tie her down and dump rotten food all over her naked body. Then her would wait in the dark, until the rats came. He would wait until Sister Evangeline was screaming insanely, then he would drag her back into his bed.
This actually excited some guests, for it allowed their imagination to run wild with sick possibilities. All knowing well they could act out those fantasies upon the body of this beautiful woman, as perverted and destructive as they were. Sister Evangeline was subjected to every imaginable abuse and sexual humiliation, from the thousands of guests every year. But her most fearful experiences were from the men in the Order. For there was no law, and no possibility for mercy. And so the weeks turned into months, and the months turned into years.
Day in and day out, she would service the guests, and service the men in the Order. And then there was the Docktor. His huge cock up her ass, hurt worst of all, and he had her act out all sorts of humiliating scenarios. Every night she would despair, because of her untold suffering and pain, that God has made her lot in life as a whore for the Order. She would be a sexual slave until she died. Each hour was planned, to give the clients maximum cums for their money, and the more humiliation for the sister, the better.