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I know perfectly well that what I am doing is wrong, and my bad conscience shows that I agree that the law is good. But I can't help myself, because it is sin inside me that makes me do these evil things.... (Romans 7:16-17)
As the most senior Nun in the Order of the Holy Church of All Saints, Catherine – as was Mother Superior’s name- had for many years been given the task of caring for the Priests who came to head the Order’s Parish. As the Parish was relatively small, it happened that the majority of Priests who were placed under her watchful eye were rather young. The youthfulness of the Priests meant that they most often looked to Catherine for guidance, a natural eventuality given her standing in the Order.
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Catherine however, was not like most other Mother Superiors that she had
met. In Catherine's eyes, her peers seemed to effortlessly glide through
their chaste existence, seemingly oblivious to sexual desire. For
Catherine though, the task of ignoring her urges proved to be extremely
onerous. For a long time
she succeeded in denying herself the pleasures of the flesh that she had overwhelmingly
desired, and she remained true to the vows she had made upon her entry into
the church. Several years later, however, Father James a twenty something year
old Priest
from New England, proved to be the catalyst that would spiral Catherine into the
dark depths of her sexuality that she had desperately wanted to explore for what
seemed to be an eternity; the places where she had not dared to enter before.
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Over the two years that Father James reigned as Priest of the Order, he and Catherine developed an extraordinary relationship wherein Mother Superior became the Mistress of the Order, and Father James became the submissive sycophant. Instead of conversing about matters relating to the church, Mother Superior and Father James spent most of their ‘meetings’ engaged in ritualistic Bondage and Discipline sessions. At first both of them had been somewhat coy with each other about their extended relationship, however as time progressed a loving bond developed between them and Catherine came to cherish her role as Mistress.
When Father James was promoted to Monsignor in a different country, both
Catherine and he were devastated. While Catherine did not want to permit her
slave to leave, she knew that she had no other option if she were to protect the
secret that they shared. And so, it was with great reluctance that Father James
left to assume his new position. For James however, Catherine would always remain his
Mistress, for it was she who possessed his soul.
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Time passed and Catherine attempted to be Mother Superior as best she could, however, the new Priest was not worthy enough for her to even contemplate as being a replacement slave, and damnit she missed James. Her sense of loss turned to anger. Catherine realised that the only way that she could appease her longing was to visit her slave and punish him for having ever left her. That night she telephoned Monsignor James and instructed him to be ready for her arrival. |
As Catherine prepared to alight the plane she caught a glimpse of her slave waiting dutifully for her arrival. She gasped in anticipation of what was to come later. Beneath his day clothes, Catherine could make out his fine set of manly shoulders, square and erect. They provided a perfect frame for the long limbed athletic body that was James. From such a distance, Catherine couldn’t quite make out whether or not her Monsignor was wearing his cock and ball harness that she had made him wear daily, but she almost hoped that he hadn’t put it on as that would provide her with an even greater opportunity to punish him. As she met him, Catherine’s eyes betrayed the Godliness of her habit, and as Father James’ outstretched hand greeted hers, and their eyes met, Catherine knew that it was merely a matter of time before she would once again know the delights of having her slave please her.
"Welcome Mistress Superior. May I please be permitted to drive you?" James bowed lowly and deeply to Catherine.
"Stop that nonsense. Stand up. Yes, you may drive me to my hotel
room, but I am displeased. You have been a poor slave. I have come to punish you
for neglecting me for so long. Carry my bags and do not speak to me until we are
in my room."
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