CHAINED, TORTURED NUN
CHAPTER TWO
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.
And what was worse, what was terribly obscene, was the hot, tight feeling
pulsing through her swollen cunt and the juices oozing from the velvety slit of
her pussy and running maddeningly through the tangled blonde mat of her pussy
hair.
"Yeah, that's real pretty," he said, chuckling as the young nun struggled
against the ropes. "Too bad I don't have a camera!'
"No, no, this is. oh God! Take me down! I'll do anything.
"Like tell me where the money is?"
"I told you, I don't know!" the nun sobbed, tears welling up in her eyes.
''Liar!''
Sister Mary Katherine whimpered and twisted against the bonds pinning her to the
warm cross. Defiled this way and against the cast of Jesus! Joe chuckled,
walking up onto the altar, and smelling her. He was actually vushing his face
into her cunt and then licking his tongue over her pussy!
"Man, this is real hot pussy! Baby, you're like a whore in heat!"
He n'b)'cd hi hs'ndgyer her cunt now nrubhe lips against one another until the
young nun began making soft,-throaty sounds of delight.
"Eaghghghghhghh!"
Then pleasure gave way to agony as Joe clamped his fingers around a handful of
her sparse cunthairs, then yanked hard, tearng out a handle full of the wispy
strands by their throots. The resulting pain made her feel as if someone had
dumped hot lead into her crotch. Sister Mary Katherine yammered for mercy, her
cries banging off the plaster walls of the tall church.
"Ohhhhhhhhh!"
Reaching over, Joe took one of the lit candles from nearby holders, holding it
close to her open and exposed pussy.
"I'd be a real shame to scar you up, baby. Maybe you ain't much of a nun, but
you got lots of possibilities as a woman. No man'd want you though," he said
with a low voice, "if you got a burned cunt."
"No, no, don't. . . oh God, don't - -don't touch me there with that."
Straining her eyes up, the young nun saw the candle, the bright yellow flame
flickering close to her pussy. She struggled against the ropes again, sweat
making her body move easily, sexily, against the rough statue pressing against
her body. She was almost. . . almost - fucking her. To her shame, the feel of
the rock-hard cock that was straining against his loincloth and rubbing up
against her taut, sweaty butt made the nun moan in pleasure. Only the touch of
the flame against her right thigh brought her back to reality.
"Stop, oh God, stop!"
Joe brought the candle betwerer spread thighs and she saw his face, illuminated
in a hellish way by that flickering flame. The heat from that fire was already
reddening her soft, white flesh. If only she could make up something, think of
some lie that would satisfy him. But her mind was blank. All she could do was
watch with rising terror as the fire drew closer to her flesh.
"Uhhhhhh!"
Heat lanced into her cunt like a stinging tongue, touching her clit and making
her pussy muscles harden and contract. Her cuntal walls sIapped wetly against
one another, cinching down on thin air. Hot wax dripped onto her flesh, making
her flesh quiver at the warming touch. More hot wax dribbled over her belly,
running down toward her upended tits before hardening like a cast on her skin.
"Ooooooo!"
Hot drops scalded her nipples, making Sister Mary Katherine jerk her body
against the crucifix and rub her asshole uagainst the groin of the statue. She
was trembling all over now, her flesh on fire, her mind reeling horribly while
Joe kept the candle tilted, watching her body become streaked with the whitish
hot wax.
"No, no, no!"
Joe was too aroused to hear her pleas. His ock tented up the front ofhis Levi's
and his right handd trembled, bringing the fire dangerously close to her cunt He
was waving the candle about an inch from her cunt, making the fire singe some of
her cuntal hairs.
Sister Mary Katherine could hear it, the sound of her cunt hairs burning under
the flame of that awful candle. The smell of it reached her nose, making her
wrinkle up her nose in disgust. She screamed again, jerking her head from side
to side, curling her fmgers and digging her nails into the sweaty palms. Awful!
Awful! This was the most awful thing that had ever happened to her!
"Tell me where the money is!"
"I don't know! How many times do I have to tell you? I don't know!"
The fire was moving toward her cunt once again. As the heat advanced, the nun
twisted and sobbed. It was licking at her cuntlips now, making the outer lips
quiver and fold over one another. Her cunt was swelling horribly, her clit
stiff, unshielded, - throbbbing aganst the surrounding wet flesh.
When Joe fnally brought it up against her cuntal flesh, Sister Mary Katherine
let out another screaming shout, her knees quivering against one another. She
had nearly cum! She had nearly climaxed like that, right in front of him, right
under the nose of God!
"Fuckin' A."
Joe muttered those words, watching as her cuntal juices extinguished the candle.
Sister Mary Katherine heard the hissing and sighed with relief, believing her
ordeal was over. But it had only begun.
Joe moved the candle around so the wick was pressed up against her cunt and she
realized he was going to fuck her with it! Sister Mary Katherine let out another
cry as he tilted the candIe and began slipping it into her cunt.
"No, no! I'm a virgin! Don't do this to me ... not here, not with that!"
But Joe only laughed at her, twisflng the candle around and around., screwing it
into her as if-she were some piece of wood. When her cunt tightened, Joe leaned
forward, licking deep into her pussy, caressing the muscles and clit until her
pussy opened up once more.
"You're. . . uhhh. . . you're tight in there. But you'll loosen up."
"No! No!"
He was doing it! Oh God, he was doing it, inserting that dreadful thing into
her.pussy, pushing the warm waxy stick into her cunt. Her pussy walls began
trembling, the muscles spasming achingly.
"Nooooooo!"
She felt the sliding, the scraping, the touch of that fat candle as it wormed
its way through her cunt, stretching her cuntal walls, plowing through fresh
virgin territory until the pointy, burned end brushed up against her cherry.
Sister Mary Katherine's mouth opened, a rush of air coming out over her front
teeth as she felt that pressure. Joe stopped, grunting with some surprise.
"So, you really are a fuckin' virgin. Should've figured that, I guess. But you
never know."
That said, she felt him gripping the candle more firmly, twisting it harder,
shoving it up against the thin membrane. Sister Mary Katherine screamed, jerking
her body against the cast of Jesus, her flesh tearing as it rubbed hard over the
bony knees and arms of the statue. But she didn't care, she only thought of the
terrible pain exploding in her crotch and racing through her body.
Joe pulled back, then hammered that awful thing down deep into her cunt. Sister
Mary Kathcrtne let out another scream, then fell limp, the world having crashed
over her head in a terrible explosion. He had done it. He had fucked her with
the candle, tearing her cherry with that dreadful tiring! She was limp now,
crucified upside down, her body rubbing sexily against the cast of the Lord.
"Man," Joe exclaimed, rubbing the back of one hand over his mouth. "Sure glad
you're stubborn. I'm havin' the time of my life up here."
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.
"I've got a bargain for you, little slut. If you keep still, I won't burn your
cunt any more. But you've gotta stay quiet."
As he spoke, the young nun cried with fear and guilt and lust. Joe was fumbling
with the big brass buckle of his belt, loosening it, then pulling down his
zipper tab. The springing out of his cock, that long ten-inch thing with the fat
purple head, made this bride of Christ let out another gasp.
"Guess you ain't seen much of these in the convent. Maybe the priests have all
got shriveled-up pricks or something, right?"
"Oh God, God in heaven, protect me from this!" she cried.
But no God came to offer protection. Instead the young nun remained upside down,
her hands stretched, her arms aching from the obscene position while Joe gave
the candle a few more twists.
"If you try anything funny, I'll shove that candle in so far you'll never be
able to get it out, you understand, slut?"
To emphasize his point, Joe raised one booted foot, pressing the heel hard
against her chin. Sister Mary Katherine closed her mouth, fearing he would crush
her jawbone with the pressure.
"Yes," she said through clenched teeth, her head spinning from the horror.
"Good. Good nun. Just like a good dog. You sure know when the fuck to give up,"
Joe said, shoving his Levi's down until they gathered around his ankles.
Sister Mary Katherine's eyes rounded as she stared at that long, thickly veined
thing sticking straight out from his crotch. Of course she had seen pictures of
men like that. And she had been warned against the sin of the flesh and she had
felt she was strong. Her vocation was a powerful one.
But now. . . now she was throwing it all away, rutting like a common bitchd dog
in the gutter while this man stroked his thing right there in front of her.
Horror! Horror! And yet something inside her was whispering about all the
undeniably good feelings she could have if only she gave in to the feelings. Was
it Satan? Was Joe the shadowy figure she thought she saw in the church whenever
she went to pray by herself?
Joe squatted down in front of her, his prick even with her lips. She could smell
his crotch, the groin of an aroused male. Her cunt worked on the candle, the
muscles milking against the soft white wax. The candle bobbed, something Joe
didn't miss.
"Oh!"
Reaching down, he squeezed her jaws until they popped open. There was no
gentleness about the man, no subtlety. Instead he pried her open, bellowing like
a bull while leaning forward. She felt that long rubbery hot cock rubbing up
against her nose, then her lips. Looking down, wdening her terror- and disgust,
he inserted his cock head between her lips.
"Good, hot mouth. Man, that's a good, hot mouth. That's what I want! Good head.
And from a fuckin' nun. Yeah, suck that mother all the way in!"
Sister Mary Katherine choked, the saliva gathering up behind his prickhead and
sliding down her throat. He was an awful, awful man, this devil making her take
his prick, forcing her to open her jaws wide while he shoved all those thick
inches of cockmeat into her mouth. She could taste that slimy thing, the salty,
bleachy flavor of his . cum, she thought they called it, washing over her
tongue, making her swallow.
She thought of what would happen to her if she bit him, forcing the stud to take
his prickrod from her mouth. But she was sure he would strike her, ruin her
pussy, maybe even kill her there on the altar.
Surely she would wind up in hell with everything she had done with him in front
of the Lord. Surely she would roast in the deepest pit. No, no, she couldn't die
now. She couldn't let herself perish until she had sought confession. All she
could do was yield to him and later find mercy from God.
With this realization she gave in, surrendering to Joe. His cock filled her
mouth as she relaxed stretching them as wide as she could.
"Come on, baby, don't just lay there like some corpse. Move that tongue, wiggle
it around like the slut your are!"
Sister Mary Katherine heard the horrible words and started moving her tongue.
Slowly at first, wiggling the tip against what felt like a scar just on the
underside of the two bloated cock lobes.
She heard Joe moaning and felt his knees snugging up against her head, rubbing
against her ears. He was caressing the sides of her face, his fingertips
pressing against her skull while he throated her harder.
She nearly sneezed as some of his wiry cockhairs were tickling the insides of
her dilated nostrils!
"Man, oh man, baby, that's. . . that's a real pro! I mean it! Fuck, this nun
glves great head!"
Joe marveled at his find, twisting hips and forcing his prick to rotate around
in her mouth. He looked down, watching her cheeks puff out like those of a
chipmunk as he rodded her throat again.
"Unnfnfnnfnfffff!"
Sister Mary Katherine coughed again, swallowing the spit that had begun to back
up once more around her tonsils. She inhaled sharply through her nose feeling
his cockhead striking the back ofher throat. She knew he was going to cum soon,
some mysterious power told her so. She felt his fucking become jerky, more
spastic while his breathing grew short and heavy.
"Man, oh man, baby, take it - - . go down on that mother and take it!"
His filthy mouth inflamed her more and more. She loved the way he was
grunting,
the way he swore at her while he slapped his hands against her head, against her
thighs. He was beating her, villiying her as she hung upside down, roped to the
crucifix, sucking his cock.
Something else was happening, something that made her groan in shame. Her cuntal
muscles were starting to jerk- nearly as violently as Joe's prick jerked in her
mouth. She felt the candle working around in her cunt, her cunt muscles sucking
in the wicked thing.
Surely the wax would soon melt from her overheated pussy, dripping out of her
cunthole and waxing over her cunt hairs. That thought sent more flashes of
delight sparking through her pussy and the candle bobbed again.
"Go for it, bitch."
Joe again saw the movement and reached up, twisting the prickrod, working it
back and forth, back and forth, in short, jerky, fucking movement.
That was all the reeling nun needed. She cried out, slamming herself hard
against the crucifix, her body going into tremors of need. Joe rarnmed on,
striking the back of her throat. Her teeth scraped sensuously along the full
length of his cockshaft. He could tell by the way her cheeks expanded and
contracted that she was enjoying whatever he did to her.
"Slut! Slut! No wonder guys join the fuckin' priesthood! Man, they got
themselves kept whores!"
Sister Mary Katherine felt her nipples hardening, growing stiff and red while
they flopped against her chin Just a moment more and her pussy would tighten and
explode.
She knew it, just as she knew that Joe was about to piss hot ropes of slimy
sperm in her mouth. She jerked, twisting on her bonds, feeling the ropes cutting
into her wrists and ankles while her sweaty butt rubbed sexily up anddwthe
plaster crotch of Jesus. It was confusing her, making her rut, making her -
"UnnlhfhThhf - - ohhhhhhh!"
A waterfall of lava seemed to pour into her cunt when her clit exploded, sending
hot achey spasms stinging through her cunt.
Joe jammed the candle in hard while he let out piggish grunt.
Sister Mary Katherine felt hot wads of sperm gushing down her throat, the
sourness making her coudh and choke. Twisting, shaking, her belly swelling and
jerking, the young nun clenched her thighs tightly, sucking in more of the
candle.
"Oh man, baby, baby bitch, suck it down, slut! Yeah, take it all in, you
Goddamned little whore! Man, oh man, this is uhhhhh!"
Both rutted atop the altar, their bodies shaking and shuddering together,
rocking against the cross.
