1. The Passion of Agnes Part 3


    Date: 11/15/2017, Categories: Lesbian, Author: Audrey_X, Rating: 4, Source: LushStories

    curled into a sneer, confronted me. Her magnificent breasts bobbed temptingly, pink nipples erect. I wanted to run but her presence, her awesome nudity, froze me to the spot. I felt my will melt from me, sweetly, like butter over bread.. Genevieve was at her side, her ebony skin contrasting with the extreme fairness of our Abbess. I seemed to sense a question in Clarissa’s eyes and I felt a solemn if unspoken “yes” arise within me in response. They each pulled me by an arm into the wicked Misericord. I heard the door bolt and latch. The two submissive sisters were too well trained to show any distraction. Gwendolyn’s eyes remained latched to Mary’s as she happily pleasured her, holding her now by the buttocks, the lower half of her face invisible now. Her eyes were full of rapture. They tugged, the Abbess and Genevieve, at my meagre nightgown, spitting on me. “Tonight?” Genevieve pronounced huskily.. “No” Clarissa cackled. ”This hen must be left to roast.” She beckoned with her fingertips and Genevieve, alert to her every wish, approached me with a full chalice. I felt the riding crop strike my ass twice. I howled, to the amusement of the Abbess. “Drink.” Genevieve commanded. She pressed the cup to my lips and I drank. It was a very sweet and strong wine. This was the last I remembered. I awoke the next morning to a rap on the door of my cell, dazed, wondering if it had all been a nightmare. I opened to see Sister Gwendolyn’s face smiling brightly, wishing me good morning. ...
    When I last saw her she was kneeling between Sister Mary’s legs pleasuring her yet she showed no shame. I must have blushed. What sort of a convent was this? “I have a message for you. Would you like to take a walk?” She waited while I performed my morning ablutions. We walked through the orchards, a few sisters were about performing their varied chores but none paid attention to us. “The Abbess was surprised to see you last night. We all were but she isn’t angry, Clarissa I mean.” I remained silent. “We all know why you came to this convent. Most of us are here for the same reason. We were going to initiate you regardless when the Abbess felt the time to be ripe. It seems your curiosity has pushed matters ahead a little though. Truth be told the timing is rather good. You see the Abbess has just received a certain bit of intelligence with which she hoped to...bait you, I guess I should say.You see your erstwhile spouse Gaston Beautoix happens to be travelling in this area on business. He of course knows nothing about your presence here. He assumes I suppose that you were spirited out of his dungeons by the Dark Lord himself.” She laughed. Her mirthful and unmalicious tone reassured me. I saw up close now the deep chestnut of her eyes and a curled lock of hair that fell charmingly from her white coif and which she made no attempt to replace. Her eyes glimmered with wantonness. Our eyes locked briefly and she bit her robust pink lips. “Why would you tell me this? The last person ...
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