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Convent corruption (Drugs and nuns) -Ladydark/Furry princess-

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Supernova
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Feb 15, 2014
Today was a day much like any other Rachel led her charge in morning prayer, the morning light shining through the small chapels stained windows and making the few strands of blonde hair that escaped from her habit shine beautifully after that they went to make breakfast. Today was a more bountiful meal then most days since the butcher in the town over donated some bacon along with the usual beef and pork they used for dinner. Rachel cooked as her charge, Angel set out the table.

Angel had been all but born into the convent, left with the nuns when her mother abandoned her, they had all been so taken with the young girl that they gave her a bit of a cliche but no less meaningful name, her beautiful red hair tied back cleanly under her habit. Once the table was set she placed some plates by Rachel to serve with and patiently waited to eat. After they ate in mostly silence Rachel stood.

"I'm off to clean the chapel, can I trust you to take care of the kitchen today my dear?" Rachel spoke in a soft and respectful tone of her charge

"Yes of course, I'll start right after breakfast, reverend mother." The same soft and respect filled voice leaving the young girl as she waited for Rachel to leave before returning to her meal, both prepared to go about their duties.
 
Dexter Priest had been a gardener for the convent for years now, the nuns were nice and the pay was great. He had also been watching one nun for a few years as well, well two. The younger one had grown up in the convent, a beautiful young girl, an innocent young girl. But he knew to get to her, he’d have to go through her guardian, but how do you get to a nun.

He looks up from his work as the mother went into the chapel to clean it like normal. He smirks slightly and moves to follow her, he wanted to see her reaction to the lovely bouquet of white roses he left. He steps into the chapel a few feet behind her and smiles. “Good morning sister... How are you today...”
 
Rachel had just entered the chapel when she spotted the white roses. "Oh wow~" She softly took them in hand and took in a big breath through her nose. An utterly beautiful scent filling her nostrils as the sound of footsteps grew closer. Dexter must have left these here. She turned to him with a wide smile, bouquet in hand. "I'm wonderful today Dexter. Are these your handiwork? They're beautiful we are truly blessed to have such a green thumb as our gardener." He was always such a nice man, helping where he could and always putting in a hard days work, the two girls commonly thanked him with a large lunch for doing the jobs they simply couldn't
 
He had seen her take a nice long smell of the flowers and smiles wider “I’m so glad you like them sister... I picked them just for you today... Such a lovely colour white...” What she didn’t know was that he had laced the flowers, coated them in a fine powder, something she would soon recognize, like an old friend from the past. “So pure... And innocent... Trusting...” He smiles and takes a seat on the last bench, watching her as she took yet another sniff. He was glad the chapel had a closing door, and the other sisters wouldn’t be here for another two hours at least, bless a strict schedule.
 
"I appreciate it. I have a vase in my room that will be perfect for them." He really was such a nice man. She took another long whiff of them before moving to set them down while he sat. "Taking a break? It must be hard...work out there." For a moment she felt a bit of a head spin but did her best to ignore it. "Please feel free to take as much time..." She felt it again accompanied by a spreading warmth from her nose, down the back of her throat and filling her lungs. "I-" Her body shook and suddenly she remembered the feeling from when she was younger. She suddenly felt energetic, panic started to set in as she realized that something had gone wrong. They didn't have anything like this here, it was one of the reasons she chose to live so far away, fear of temptation from her path. her mind raced before the revelation hit her. "D-dexter?" She asked finally looking up, seeing him standing now far to close, she tried to step away as she started to sniffle but found herself against a wall.

Her hands suddenly reaching in front of herself, scared and in tears she still moved to pray for strength and for this trial to end. God was testing her, Dexter was a nice man he couldn't do this he wouldn't do more. "P-please don't..." She looked up begging him, utterly terrified and unable to find a voice higher then a squeak, while one hand moved to rub her nose and her eyes for just a moment moved to the flowers.
 
Dexter smiles at her and moves closer, he watches her kneel and subconcioisly reach for the flowers “I’m sorry sister... I truly am... But I need you to get what I really want...” He picks up the flowers and kneels before her, he then holds them before her face, with a soft smile. “Don’t you just love my roses sister... They are special... Just for you...” He knew it wouldn’t be long before she took another hit, once an addict, always an addict to some extent. “I was quite surprised when I looked you up Sister... But I’m sure I don’t need to tell you if your past...”
 
Even as her body moved for it mentally she fought it, trying to pull her hand back, especially as he moved to grab the flowers and kneel in front of her. "No this isn't...it isn't okay..." Every iota of her tried to resist taking another deep breath, Her body shook against the stone floor as she obviously struggled, eyes focused on the flowers before for a moment her body stopped shaking, a long and deep breath filling her nose before the shaking returned although this time out of enjoyment and a soft sigh accompanied it. before she suddenly recoiled. Her hands held up in front of her in prayer again. "Please lord grant me the strength to resist my demons and free Dexter of these desires, I ask forgiveness for my lapse and beg for your strength."
 
Dexter holds them there until she gives in, then smirks as she quickly tries to repent, he smirks at her and sits back. “But sister... You know that was only a treat... This is the real test...” He pulls a small syringe from his inner pocket, he holds it up before her, the coloured liquid inside would be quite familiar to her. “Now I know you remember this dear sister... Tell me.. How did this make you feel... Was it anything like that dust gave you...”
 
"No please..." she shook her head as he spoke about how it was only a treat, her eyes opening to spy the syringe and utter dread filled her. "No..no no no please Dexter no." Even as she said no and her heart raced both due to the drug she had taken and what was happening she reached for it. for a long moment her brain seemed to go into auto pilot as she reached for it before snapping back to reality again. "I can't! I wont become that again!" What was an attempted scream came out as a cracked voice as she tried to get up and run away, she had to escape before her demons took control. She had to warn Angel to run away, to get police to do something.
 
“Oh sister... I’m so sorry... But I’m sure you’ll thank me later...” He quickly gets up and holds her from behind, he gently pulls the habit down from her chin and carefully injects into her neck. He holds her to him, putting the needle on the seat, waiting for the drug to hit her. He forces her to sit with him on a bench, her in his lap. “You know you can’t fight it sister... How does it feel after sooo long...” He whispers softly.
 
She wished she could scream, Rachel attempted to yell out but no voice left her, even as his hand grabbed her and pulled her towards him she couldn't find the power to scream. "P-please don-" Her habit was pulled down and suddenly she felt the needle pierce her skin, a momentary prick of pain that vanished as the liquid was pumped beneath her skin, her shaking stopped as with each heart beat warmth spread further and further, panic and dread now vanishing as the drug worked its magic, she couldn't fight it he said but now that she felt it she didn't want to fight it. her body felt warm, there was nothing but elation and a strong euphoria that she hadn't felt in so long. her hands softly pawwed at him like a cat kneading. "So goooood...Ahhh~" She didn't care that he was there anymore, all that mattered was this feeling. The girl that she had been once beginning to return.

Rachel before she came to convent was a drug addict even when utterly alone she would do anything to chase that high especially with those needles, she sold everything she had, stole things and even sold herself once or twice. She had made such a recovery...
 
Dexter chuckles “Perfect... There’s the girl I was looking for...” He sits her on his lap, facing the alter, the hikes her habit up and runs his fingers over her legs. “Where’s your god now sister...” He doesn’t wait and slips his hand up between her thighs and teases her lips, his other hand cups a breast through her clothes. He knew that small amount wouldn't last long with her, but long enough to get his point across.
 
She didn't fight him as his hands moved her habit, her bare skin covered with goosebumps in trail of his fingers, she didn't get a chance to reply to him as she felt his hand touch her in a way that she hadn't been touched for years but it felt like decades, even her own hands stayed far away since she joined the convent, she was disciplined but now as the euphoria warmed her up and then his touch she all but leapt from him in sheer surprise due to her sensitivity, even his hand grabbing her breast, her nipples immediately became rock hard and pussy soaked itself. "I don't care~" She answered finally as she ground against him.
 
He grins and slips his fingers past her lips, easily finding her clit “This is just a taste sister... You know this won’t last long...” He pinches her nipple and pulls it lightly “The real question is... What will you do for your next taste...” He rubs her clit slowly, teasing, but he knew after so long it wouldn’t take too much more.
 
His hands didn't struggle to slip past and find her clit nor her nipple and actively thrusted towards his touch. "P-please don't let it stop~" She spoke about the drug as the drug and his fingers worked in unison on her untouched pleasure center, her brain swimming in pleasure as the first orgasm in years began to come closer. "Y-yes yes!" It took so little time while high to get close and as he played she couldn't help but speed up her thrusts towards him before with no warning she came, suddenly locking up and squirting against the pew in front of her for what felt like an hour until there was a soft 'drip, drip' from both herself and the pew onto the stone floor.
 
He knew she was close, but not how close, but it wasn’t much of a surprise when she exploded, and she did explode. “Well well sister... A little pent up were we...” He continues to tease his finger over her still twitching clit, and pinching her nipple a bit harder. “Tell me you’re a pure and holy nun sister... And I may let you cum again...” He was correct when he figured one shot would get her hooked again, now to see how deep her need ran.
 
It wasn't even about getting hooked on it again, there was no resisting this drug, no saying no the fact that it was horrifically addictive only made matter that much worse for her, she should have felt pain as he pinched her nipple even harder despite her sensitivity but this drug...she could have been stabbed in the leg and she would probably find nothing but joy in the feeling with how much it messed with the brain. "I'm- I am a p-pure and holy n-nun sister!" Right now there was no blasphemy, no committing a wrong or sin. The drug was utter euphoria even in the worst of situations, no wrongs could be committed. All that mattered was chasing the euphoria, before it faded.
 
“Spoken like a true slut...” He starts to rub her clit faster again and pull her nipple “You love feeling like this Sister... You can’t deny it...” He pulls harder “And if you want to feel this way again... You’ll do what ever I say... Isn’t that right my little sister of sin...” He switches nipples and again pinches and pull it, he glances at her. “The only Priest you obey is me...” He pulls his hand away as she was on edge “You wanna cum... Tell me I’m your new god...” He makes her look at him.
 
being called a slut, it should have been a near ultimate insult to her, the very idea of the sober her being called that...but she seemed to take it in stride and now as he rubbed faster, squeezed and pulled harder her moans only grew, echoing softly in the small chapel "Yes anything." Right now she would in a heart beat once she came down that may change. "Your my new god~ I'll do anything for you and it~ Just please don't take it away from me~" she begged pathetically hoping that the hit would last for a little while longer
 
He grins at her “Such a good girl... That deserves a reward... Now thank your god properly...” He makes her face the alter once more, then resumes his actions, rubbing her quickly and pulling her nipples. “As long as you do as told... You’ll get as much as you need...” She would have a bit more cleaning then normal once he was done, he watches as she quickly climbs to her peak again. “That’s it sister... Surrender to your sin...” He grins, he didn’t think he’d have this much fun tanting a nun.
 
"T-thank you god!~" She spoke loudly despite being in the house of god to a false idol moans and screams becoming a blurred mess that were hard to tell apart as his fingers worked their magic and bringing her close again, and oh so quickly, once again without warning she came, and much like the last time sprayed the bench in front of her but no where near as much, she violently shook for a few minutes afterwards as the muscles she hadn't used in years suddenly got a work out. "P-please more it'll wea-ar off soon..." He had given her such a small dose, enough for 10 or so minutes
 
He chuckles softly at her display and grins when she still begs for more, he glances at the clock on the wall, they had about an hour left of alone time. “Promise me again to do as I say and I’ll allow you to cum again...” He starts to slowly thrust a few fingers into her, rubbing her clit with his thumb “You’re nothing but a worthless pleasure slut... Who will obey my every word...” He soon curls his fingers and finds her Gspot, rubbing it and her clit quickly to bring her over one last time.
 
She wanted another hit , she didn't want to come down again that low and painful addiction. "I'll do as you say! I promise!" The thought of being caught by angel was irrelevant, time didn't matter. "Y-yes I'm a worthless pleasure slut!" She whimpered as he found her g spot and she started to ride his fingers like her life depended on it. "Y-yes!" This time there was no spray but she did lock tighter on his fingers, her blonde hair shimmering back and forth as each movement made her jerk violently on him.
 
“Nnn..” He pries his fingers free from her cunt when she began to relax, he then moves her to sit on the pew next to him. He stands and brings his fingers to his lips, making sure she was watching him, he licks them slowly. “Very good... You did better then I expected... Now, you have half an hour to clean this up and make sure the chapel is ready for afternoon mass...” He leans closer to her “Now... If you ever want to feel anything like that again... You’ll do something for me...” He reaches into his pocket again and pulls out a small bag of pills. “You will start giving two of these to Angel a day... No questions asked...” He smiles “She will either be aware of taking them and be told they are just vitamins... Or you can keep her in the dark...” He gets real close to her and drops his voice to a commanding tone “But what ever the pulls make her feel, you will tell her it is normal and nothing is wrong... She is to remain innocent to anything we do... She is to remain pure... Or you’re cut off cold turkey... Understand Sister...” He stands back up and smiles again.
 
She was already starting to come down even as she recovered, her eyes fixated on him as he spoke and before as he licked his fingers and made her quiver. "I..." She tried to cut him off, but it was hard to think as the euphoria started to slip away and the world seemed a little less bright. She began to shake her head as he told her what to do. "I won't-" suddenly he threatened to take her off cold turkey. "NO!" Instinctively she yelled out before looking shocked for a moment and then beginning to cry. "I can't..you can't do this! I won't let you do this! I won't give into that again I won't become it!"
 
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