It had been a trying night. They had taken her down from the double frame, laughing at her, hitting her while she tried to cover her shame. The other sisters were too terrified at the moment, she knew, to pass judgment on her They shivered against one another, still trying to cover their naked cunts and tits as Jack ushered Sister Mary Katherine back to the space she shared with Sister Dominic.

Sister Dominic came back to life, her eyes rolling again, her face contorted. Jack was touching her cherry, making the membrane bow inward with his cockhead. He knew what he was doing. His fingers bruised her flesh even more while he bent his knees and hunkered forward like a dog readying itself to fuck a bitch., The flame flickered into her shitter once more, singeing the graypink, wrinkled lips.

See what a good nun this little slut is?" The other nuns came in with the exception of Sister Dominic. Raising her head just a little from the- floor, Sister Mary Katherine could se the others. They were naked and the men lined them up along the wall. "Come on, move it." The nuns shuffled forward a little more, tears streaking their white cheeks. They were all young and slim and they all eyed Sister Mary Katherine, half in shock, half in horror. "This bitch over here," Jack began, making the young nuns gasp, "knows a helluva lot. Money. Thats all we want. You cunts aint got any, we know that.

Sister Mary Katherine chewed on her lower lip, pausing in front of the half-opened doors leading to the main chapel. She hadnt been a very good nun lately. She had had the kinds of thoughts Mother Superior had warned her against the day before she took her final vows of poverty, obedience and chastity. Chastity, always the most difficult vow for Sister Mary Katherine to keep, was becoming increasingly more unpleasant with each passing hour. Standing there by the doorway, clutching her long black robes, she tried to ignore the

Her arms were stretched out crucifixion style, her body a queer parody of the original captured in plaster behind her on the cross. She was a big X, her arms pulled to either side of her body, her wrists secured to the tall brass candle sticks fastened to the polished white marble. She could feel the statue rubbing up against her bare ass and her tits rolled back and pressed against her chin. It was awful, the most awful thing that had ever happened to her.

Once more she snapped her head back, banging it again and again against the wood as the agonizing pain shot through her tits. Sister Mary Katherine thought he was going to tear them from her chest! She panted, she screamed, then panted again. When Jack came back, the young nun was almost relieved. At least this horror would end. "Got the generator. Hope you didnt tear those fuckin nips off. I wanna see her really get off on this.

Sister Dominic along with the two other nuns huddled together in the van, trembled as they waited for the return of Sister Mary Katherine. Jack pounded the sides of the van at times, startling the sisters into mournful cries of panic. The young nun drew her fingers together, praying silently as she thought of what she had seen -Sister Mary Katherine threatened, the look in that mans eye as he forced her and the others from the chapel.

It was dark, so very dark. Sister Mary Katharine had been removed from the workbench her cunt having been fingered and fucked by Joe before. Then she had been dragged, with her friend, and thrown into what she guessed was a small work room. The men were drinking and at times, when she pressed one ear against the wooden door, she could hear them laughing about what they had done to the nuns and what they would do in the future. At times they would hit the door, rattling the poor nuns brain until she fell back screaming, holding her head. She thought hard, trying to remember if her brother had said anything to her during their last halting conversation.

" The other nuns cries joined with hers as she struggled against the leather thongs holding her prisoner in that upside-down frame. The blood rushed to her head even more now, making her feel terribly dizzy, while the restraints tugged cruelly at her wrists. She knew Jack would ignore her cries and do as he chose. But still the young nun couldnt help but scream. When he spread her asscheeks apart like the toasted halves of a loaf of bread, the woman caught her

He kicked over another vase of flowers, fucking her with the candle, watching as the young nun groaned and twisted up against that vile intrusion. Then he jammed the candle down hard until the wicked tip was nearly touching her womb. Sister Mary Katherine let out another cry, her toes curling until they cramped, the muscles of her young, violated body pressing up against her glistening flesh. "Ive got a bargain for you, little slut. If you keep still, I wont burn your cunt any more. But youve gotta stay quiet.