Nuns in Control: Part 2

           The next morning, Sister Evelyn sat quietly in the dimly lit chapel, hands wrapped around her rosary beads as she prayed. The early light filtered through the stained-glass windows, casting soft colours across the pews. She finished her prayer, then slowly looked up, a faint smile appearing as her thoughts turned to Simon.

          "Settling in, are you?" she murmured as Simon sat naked in the hold beneath her with his tongue in her ass. Her rosary beads were attached to a piece of rope that was tied around Simon’s balls, so if his ass worship started to slack, she would pull on her rosary beads which would pull on his balls, encouraging him to pick up the pace on his ass worship.

          "Our newest altar boy, so eager to please," she added with amusement. Sister Evelyn’s eyes sparkled as she recalled Simon’s willingness to follow the traditions as his tongue explored every crevice within her asshole.

           Simon’s cock strained within the confines of the chastity belt as his tongue worked its way several inches into the nun’s ass. He could feel her firm, thick ass all over his face as well as the heat radiating from her ass. A part of him felt humiliated while another part felt like he was in heaven.

          "Yes, he’ll do well here, I think," she thought to herself as she felt herself getting close to an orgasm. "Eager, maybe a bit nervous, but he'll soon learn our ways."

          With that, she let out a soft moan as she came. She then rose from her seat, her gaze lingering down on Simon for a moment as she saw him covered in sweat, panting from the exhaustion of hours of ass worship on the various nuns.

          “The bishop and several priests will be visiting in the next few weeks to see how things are going here at the convent,” she said with a smirk, her eyes glinting as if she had some plan in mind.

         After spending the majority of the last few days shackled inside this hole eating out the nun's asses, Maxi arrived and removed the chain connected his handcuffs to his ankle shackles. She attached a collar to his leash and led him outside the chapel.

           As Maxi led Simon outside the chapel, she pulled on the leash around his neck, beckoning him to move faster.

          Simon stumbled along in the cold as he was completely naked beside the chastity belt, the collar around his neck, cuffs behind his back and shackles around his ankles shortening his steps.

         She gave his ass a light smack as she said “You’re such a good boy, Simon. Your ass-eating skills have really made an impression around here.”

          Simon felt his cheeks warm at the compliment as his cock leaked precum all down his front which made him so embarrassed.

          “All the sisters are quite fond of you, you know,” Maxi continued, her voice light and teasing. “It’s not every day we have someone so eager to worship our asses.”

         Simon was still trying to process what had happened since he arrived at the convent. He was surrounded by these sexy nuns who had stripped him naked, placed his cock and balls in chastity and placed him in bondage. They then used him as their personal ass-eating seat as they prayed for the past few days.

          As they walked, Sister Maxi gave Simon a sly smile. “You know, there’s one little detail about your new role you should know,” she said, glancing around as if making sure no one else was listening.

Simon looked at her, curious and a little unsure.

          “That chastity belt of yours?” she continued, her voice teasing. “Sister Evelyn is the only one who holds the key. Or at least, for now.”

"For now?" Simon asked in response as his cock throbbed in response to Maxi mentioning it.

           Simon’s eyes widened slightly as Maxi leaned in, her voice dropping to a whisper. “The thing is, sometimes the key goes to someone else for safekeeping. When the bishop visits… well, let’s just say he likes to take the key to each altar boy and keep it safe far away from here."

"But... when do I get to cum?" Simon begged, struggling to process her words.

             "Oh, you silly thing. Altar boys don’t get to cum. It would be a sin for an altar boy to give in to that temptation, which is why we take it away from you."

Simon was nearly in tears by what she said as he was so horny and desperate to cum.

Simon’s face went red as Maxi straightened up, clearly amused by his reaction.

         “Oh, don’t worry,” she added with a wink. “I’m sure your horniness will go away in time as you learn to focus on our needs instead of yours.”

          They arrived outside Simon’s room and he entered it before Maxi removed the leash from his collar and locked the door shut from the outside locking him in. He then placed his hands back through a slot in the door and she removed the cuffs from his wrists allowing him to use his hands. The collar remained on his neck and the shackles on his ankles even when he wasn’t being used by the nuns.

           In the quiet of his room, Simon lay on his bed, acutely aware of the chastity device encasing him. It felt uncomfortably snug, pressing against him and reminding him with every slight shift and movement that his own desire was just out of reach. His entire body buzzed with need; the ache was relentless, coiling inside him as he tried to push it from his mind—but it was impossible.

         Every subtle pressure from the belt intensified his awareness. His skin felt hypersensitive, his body responding even to the friction of the sheets. He found himself shifting, hoping to alleviate some of the intensity, but it only made him feel it more, sparking fresh waves of frustration.

         His thoughts wandered despite himself, every stray idea fueling his tension. The belt was unyielding, a constant presence, a barrier between his mounting need and any hope of relief. He sighed, resigned, knowing he would spend another restless night, his longing bound tightly within the lock that held him.

         Two weeks later it was time for an internal mass at the chapel. Maxi had been tutoring Simon for this moment, but she had kept him in the dark on several details of the mass.

        Simon was a mess by now. He hadn’t cum once since being locked in chastity and was forced to worship the sexy nuns' bodies on a daily basis while they had orgasm after orgasm.

         He stood outside the chapel with Maxi. They couldn’t be more different. Maxi stood in a tight latex nun outfit that screamed confidence and power while Simon was completely naked in chastity, collar, handcuffs and shackles around his ankles.

          It was time for the special mass to begin. The soft murmur of prayers filled the chapel as Simon entered the chapel with the tray that held the ceremonial ornaments for the altar.

         There were no sacred vessels or items on the trays though. Four large dildos, nipple clamps and several nine-tail whips sat atop the try as he walked up the aisle towards the altar.

         All the nun's eyes were on Simon as they giggled and laughed at the naked altar boy walking up towards the altar with a tray of dildos and whips.

         As he reached the front, he approached the altar and placed the tray with quiet reverence, glancing at Sister Evelyn, who gave him a nod of approval. Simon stepped back, standing at attention as the special mass continued, his thoughts steady and focused on the significance of the moment.

       As the mass proceeded he was brought around to the altar by Maxi and several of the other nuns. They secured his wrists and ankles to the altar so he was bent over with nowhere to go.

         Four nuns picked up the dildos and approached Simon with devilish smiles on their faces while Evelyn and another nun picked up the whips. Simon felt his cock harden inside the chastity belt as he saw these latex-clad nuns approach him with a variety of sex toys.

       One nun began to probe Simon’s ass with the largest dildo while another slid one into his open mouth. Another nun wrapped his left hand around another dildo while the other nun wrapped his right hand around the other dildo.

         Evelyn and another nun then began to whip Simon’s ass calling him a naughty boy who must be punished for his sins and the sins of everyone else here today.

         Maxi began to work the dildo inside and out of his ass as another nun worked the other dildo deep inside his mouth.

         Evelyn snapped the whip against his left ass cheek as she demanded he wank off the dildos in his hands.

         Simon was bright red in the face as he began to slide his hands up and down along the dildos, wanking them off in front of the nuns.

          Another nun called Marta placed the nipple clamps on his nipples causing him an arousing pain as she slid down and began to fondle Simon’s balls, making him leak profusely from the chastity belt.

          “Oh, Simon,” whispered Sister Claire with a mischievous grin as she worked the dildo down his throat, her voice just above a whisper. “You’ve been such a naughty boy, haven’t you?”

         Sister Margaret leaned in, her tone both gentle and mocking as she pulled on the nipple clamps while massaging his balls. “Do you think you can hide your sins, Simon?” Her gaze held his, unblinking, as if she could see right through him.

The other nuns joined in, their words overlapping, soft but insistent.

“Sin can’t be hidden forever,” one murmured, a smirk curling at the edge of her lips.

“Forgiveness doesn’t come easily, Simon,” said Maxi, her eyes narrowing.

         Simon felt the flush of embarrassment creeping up his neck, his face turning scarlet. His gaze dropped, and he could barely hold back the mix of shame and anxiety that stirred inside him. He wanted to respond, to beg them to let him cum but the dildo inserted in his throat prevented that.

         “You’ll need to work harder, Simon,” Sister Claire continued, her words soft but unyielding. “True repentance takes discipline.”

         The nuns continued to whip him, use the dildoes on him and tease him, their voices a strange mix of kindness and firmness, reminding him that penance was the path he must take.

         The weight of their words sank deep, and Simon realized that tonight was only the beginning. He would have to face each moment with resolve, learning, as they watched over him, to live up to the expectations they held and, perhaps, find a sense of redemption.

         After several hours of whipping, teasing and edging him they finally withdrew the dildos from his ass, mouth and hands.

          Simon was a complete wreck. He had been edged for hours but was never granted an orgasm; it was a sin. His naked body was covered in sweat and his ass was completely red, covered in red stripes and welts.

Simon was unshackled from the altar as the nuns began talking about him as if he wasn’t even there.

         “Do you think Simon will be fully prepared when the bishop and priests arrive?” one sister asked Evelyn, her voice tinged with a hint of concern. “They can be so particular, especially during these special services.”

         Another sister nodded thoughtfully. “He’s made great progress, but their standards are high. We must be sure he understands each step of the process.”

         Hearing this, Simon felt a mixture of pride and nerves. He knew he was working hard to learn every detail, but he also sensed the weight of their expectations. Taking a deep breath, he devoted himself even more to each practice, determined to live up to the role as best as possible.

         He spent the next few days going through rigorous training with Sister Maxi who had the responsibility of getting Simon ready for the bishop and priest's arrival.

         When the morning of their arrival came, Maxi led Simon into the confession booth and told him to kneel.

         As he sunk to his knees she secured his wrists to the wall of the confession booth and his ankles to the floor. She then attached extremely short chains hanging from the wall of the confession booth to his collar so his face was right up against the wall of the confession booth.

        Maxi stood behind him and began to whip his ass as she said you are here to help take away the sins of anyone’s confession altar boy.

         "Yes Maxi”, he winced in reply as her whip struck his tender ass. This continued for a few minutes until they heard a male enter the other side of the confession booth.

"Forgive me, for I have sinned," came a voice from the other side of the confession booth.

          A small hole opened directly in front of Simon as a large cock made its way through the hole in the wall.

          Simon realised this confession booth came with an in-built glory hole and that the priests were ready for confession.

          Simon wondered to himself, If this is the start of the priest's visit, what else had they planned for their visit?