1. The Passion of Agnes Part 3


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

    I even want to think of is Gaston. I am still very disturbed by the impressions of last night. I do not know what to make of these practices.” “These practices? Were you not tribadic with your late chambermaid? You know at least something of it. It was easy to see from your eyes that you were most interested in what was going on. You could have run away in horror. You did not. How long were you kneeling at that keyhole?” She laughed at me. “All of the nuns here are guilty of this sinful proclivity?” “Not all. Can you imagine inviting some of these cows down into the Misericord?” She gave an affected shudder. “At any rate your ideas about sin and all that will undergo some adjustment as you begin to understand the true nature of female sexuality and spirituality. Our worship of the Patriarch Jehovah and his bastard is only facade. What you witnessed last night was our coven practising the rites of the Goddess. She has as many names as aspects, even more. Astarte, Ishtar, Demeter, Rhiannon, Artemis, Blodeuwedd...you will find your own name for Her through the practice of your devotions, a more personal one. What we did, while wonderful in and of itself, also has a ritual significance. It is how we commune with the Female Principle at the heart of all Creation, how we render her her due. It is necessary work my child. How would the young tree burst from the tiny seedling without the Creatrix? How would the Earth become pregnant by the Sun and Rain if it were not Female? The ...
    deity of the old Palestinians is an usurper and tyrant. We prefer the old ways. Our secrets have been passed down from coven to coven for millennia, despite the many persecutions we are forced to evade.” “How do you evade them? I witnessed a man burnt for heresy once. I will never forget it. His screams resound in my sleep at times.” “Cunning, guile and magic. We are witches. So shall you be. You are not a sinner at all. You are closer to saint in fact. Heir to a holy and ancient tradition. We want to welcome you little lamb.” So saying she embraced me. We were alone yet she lowered her voice to a whisper. “Samhain is tonight. Last night was only a sort of preparation for it. The dead have already been visiting us and will come to life in full force tonight. They will walk among us and they must be appeased Sister Agnes. That is where you come in, you and your husband. Would you not be prepared to consecrate your life to the Goddess if she could give you what in your heart you most desire?” “What I most desire is Cordelia and I have seen her. She led me to your cell last night.” Her eyes brightened. “Aaahhh excellent, we were hoping it was something like that. Astarte cannot bring Cordelia back but she can give you something almost as precious. Your revenge. She requires a victim on Samhain and we think M. Gaston would make a wonderful offering.” “A victim? You mean to kill him?” “You shall have the honor Agnes, Lamb of God, of being Her Enthusiast and thus sealing his fate, ...