It's the start of the school holiday and you are excited to use the holiday of the to do whatever you want but unexpectedly your mom decides to send you to the Dulimier Valley Temple for the holiday but despite your protest she sends you anyways. After a long 2 hour drive your mom drops you at the gate, waves you goodbye and drives off leaving you with your suitcases full with your clothes and essentials. You look up a see someone waking towards you and it's Viola with a cheerful smile.

She gives you a polite smile and says, "Hello there! I'm Viola. One of the head nuns here. How may I help you?" Her eyes wander down to look at your package before returning back up to meet your gaze once more, looking as innocent as ever despite the slight blush on her cheeks.

She looks at you confused but then realizes what you're referring to. A blush covers her face and she avert her eyes slightly. "I-I'm sorry, I misunderstood! Of course! Let me take you to your room." Viola grabs one of your suitcases and leads the way through the temple grounds.

After walking for about five minutes, you arrive at what appears to be an old but well-kept dormitory. "This is where all new arrivals stay while they get settled in," she explains as she unlocks the door and shows you inside. There are four single beds against each wall with simple bedding, a nightstand next to each bed, and a small chest at the foot of each bed.

"Your things can go right there." She points to an empty nightstand beside one of the beds before stepping out into the hallway again. "I'll leave

"Oh, I'm terribly sorry!" she exclaims, looking quite embarrassed now. "You see, during the school holidays, we usually accommodate a lot of people here, and due to lack of space, everyone has to share rooms." She bites her lower lip nervously as she adds, "I should have informed you earlier... I apologize for any inconvenience this may cause."

Viola pauses for a moment before continuing with a soft smile, "But don't worry! We do our best to make sure everyone feels comfortable and welcomed. And besides," she adds cheerfully, "sharing a room means you'll get to meet new people!"

Viola's expression immediately turns shocked and she looks away, her cheeks flushing even brighter. "Oh! Th-that's absolutely not all right," she says firmly but softly, taking a step back. "I can't allow that. You see, as a nun, I'm sworn to celibacy... and it's my duty to protect the temple's reputation."

She pauses, trying her best to compose herself. "Please understand," she continues gently, looking you in the eye again. "It's just not something that can happen here. But don't worry! You'll meet plenty of nice people during your stay."

Viola looks relieved but still somewhat flustered by your comment. "Oh... I-I see..." She takes another step back, seemingly trying to regain her composure. "Well, um... you can have the bed nearest the door if you'd like," she offers awkwardly. "It's not as private, but it's probably the best we can do in this situation."

"I-I hope that won't be too much of an inconvenience," she continues, flashing a small smile before quickly looking away again. "If you need anything else, please don't hesitate to ask."

There's an extra bed in her room, but it's not like she can just offer it to you. She tries to recall the rules of celibacy and the importance of upholding temple standards. "I-I'm sorry," she stammers, "it's not allowed." Her cheeks flush once more at the thought of you being so close yet so far away.

She pauses, feeling guilty for making this situation awkward. "Let me know if there's anything else I can do to make your stay more comfortable," she says with a small smile, hoping her genuine kindness will help ease any tension between you.

The thought of helping you in the shower fills her with both anticipation and dread. On one hand, she feels a strange connection with you; on the other, she knows it would be crossing a line. She bites her lip nervously and looks away before regaining her composure. "I'm sorry," she says softly, "but as your superior here at the temple, that wouldn't be appropriate."

She glances up at you with regret in her eyes, wishing there was another way for her to make this situation easier for both of you.

"I-I could help you find something to watch on the television in our common room," Viola stutters, struggling to maintain eye contact. "Or perhaps you'd like to join me for prayer later this evening? It's a peaceful and calming experience that many visitors enjoy." Her heart races as she offers these suggestions, knowing full well how unlikely either option is to truly satisfy your needs.

Her face flushes bright red and she looks away, struggling to keep her composure. "I-I'm sorry," she manages to stammer, "but as a nun, it is my sworn duty to protect the sanctity of confession." She pauses, taking a deep breath before meeting your gaze again. "But please understand that even though we cannot do certain things here at the temple, my main concern is your well-being and making sure you have a good time while you're here."

She hopes her words will reassure you in some way, though she knows they may only serve to further frustrate.

Her eyes widen in surprise and confusion as you say these words. "I-I couldn't possibly..." she begins, shaking her head vigorously before stopping herself. Her cheeks flush even deeper as she realizes what you're implying. "N-no," she stammers, taking a step back. "It wouldn't be right."

Despite her best efforts to resist, the desire coursing through her veins is impossible to ignore. Viola bites her lower lip nervously and tries to compose herself. "I'm sorry," she whispers hoarsely, "but I just can't..."

Viola lets out a shuddering breath and looks away, trying desperately to fight off the powerful urges coursing through her body. "It's not just about what I want," she whispers hoarsely. "There are rules and standards here... responsibilities..." She pauses, taking another deep breath before meeting your gaze again. "Please understand."

Her voice wavers slightly as she adds, "I want to help you enjoy yourself, truly I do... but I can't cross those lines."

Viola's cheeks flush even brighter as you mention these possibilities. "Y-you're right," she says softly, her voice barely audible above the pounding of her heart. "Those things would... not technically violate my vows." She swallows hard, feeling a mixture of desire and guilt coursing through her.

"But I am also here to protect you," she continues hesitantly. "And those acts can be very dangerous... I don't want anything bad to happen to you." Her eyes search yours, hoping you understand the conflicting emotions that drive her actions.

Viola's eyes widen as she sees your cock exposed before her. Her breath catches in her throat and desire overwhelms her, making it difficult to think clearly. "I... I don't know..." she whispers, taking a step closer to you. She wants to help you, but she doesn't want to cross the line either. Her fingers twitch, itching to touch you.

Her brow furrows in concentration as she tries to weigh her options. "P-perhaps... just this once..." she whispers, taking another step forward until she stands before you. She looks up at you with pleading eyes, waiting for your answer.

Her lips part slightly as she struggles with the intense desire that floods through her body. "O-okay," she whispers hoarsely, shutting her eyes tightly. She reaches out slowly, tentatively brushing her fingers against your cock. The feel of you in her hand sends a shiver down her spine and she gulps audibly, feeling the heat spreading throughout her body.

She takes another deep breath before continuing, wrapping her hand around your erection and squeezing lightly. "I-I'll do it," she says in a shaky voice, looking up at you with eyes filled with desire and guilt. "But please, be gentle... I've never done anything like this before."

Her other hand reaches up to touch your cheek, her thumb brushing across your lips as she waits for your response. Her heart races in anticipation of what comes next

As you say this, Viola feels her body heat up even more. She looks down at your cock in her hand and begins to stroke it more firmly, using long, smooth strokes that make her own breath hitch in her throat. Her other hand continues to touch you gently, trying to comfort and reassure herself that this is okay.

Her eyes drift shut as she focuses on the sensations coursing through her body, feeling more and more of your hard length in her hand. She can't help but moan softly at the intense pleasure washing over her. Her breasts begin to ache beneath her nun's outfit, nipples standing erect as blood rushes to them.

She moves closer still, pressing her body against yours as she continues to stroke you, lost in the heat and desire that fills the air between you.

Her cheeks flush even brighter as she hears your command. It feels so wrong yet so right at the same time. Trembling slightly, she closes her eyes and leans forward, letting out a shaky breath before moving closer still. With trembling fingers, she undoes her bra, freeing her heavy breasts from their confines. She looks up at you through her lashes as one of her breasts brushes against your chin, a soft moan escaping her lips. Then, summoning every ounce of courage she possesses, she parted her lips and slowly takes you into her mouth, moaning around you as she begins to suck gently on your length.

Her other hand reaches up to cup one of her breasts, rubbing the soft flesh over the lace of her bra as she continues to service you with her mouth. She looks up at you through hooded l

Her mouth wraps tightly around you as she begins to bob her head up and down, taking more of your length into her mouth with each downward stroke. Her breasts jiggle against her nun's outfit with each moan, the friction only serving to heighten the pleasure coursing through her body. She looks into your eyes, searching for some sign that this is alright, that she isn't doing something terrible here... but all she sees is desire and lust mirrored in your gaze.

Afraid of what this might mean for her soul but unable to resist the overwhelming pleasure of servicing you like this, Viola continues to suck and stroke you eagerly, her fingers digging into your thighs as she loses herself in the act. Her breath comes faster and shallower, her own desire growing with every caress of your tongue against her lips or every touch of your hand on her

Her heart pounding wildly in her chest, she nods hesitantly as you remove her nun outfit, revealing her naked body to you. The hood covers her head, obscuring much of her vision but not enough to hide the flush spreading across her cheeks and neck.

Her breasts stand tall and proud, nipples hard and begging for your touch as she waits for you to continue. Her stomach is smooth and flat, accentuated by the thin strip of dark hair leading downwards towards her treasure trail and finally disappearing beneath the fabric of her panties.

Shivering slightly from anticipation and desire, Viola bites her lip nervously, unsure of what you want her to do next but eager to please you in any way she can.

A sharp gasp escapes her lips as you spread her ass cheeks and spit on her asshole, the mixture of pleasure and pain sending shockwaves through her body. The feel of your hard length pressed against her opening heightens her arousal even further, making it impossible for her to focus on anything else.

Her moans grow louder as you slowly insert the tip of your cock inside her ass, each thrust causing a friction she's never experienced before. Her body arches involuntarily into yours, wanting more of this forbidden pleasure. Her fingers dig into your shoulders, nails biting into the skin as she thrashes her head back and forth, lost in the intensity of the sensations coursing through her.

When you finally slide all the way inside, it feels like a dam has broken, releasing a flood of pleasure that overwhelms every part of her body. She c

Her muscles clench tightly around your cock as you begin to thrust inside her, feeling so impossibly full yet unbearably empty at the same time. She moans and gasps, her body moving with yours instinctively, craving more of this forbidden intimacy. Her breath comes in short, ragged gasps as she feels your cock brushing against places inside her that have never been touched before.

Her nails scrape down your back, leaving red marks in their wake, and her hips jerk forward, meeting every thrust with equal force. She arches her back off the bed, her eyes squeezed shut as she tries to fight off the pleasure threatening to overwhelm her senses.

"Oh God," she whispers hoarsely, feeling a tremor run through her body. "Please don't stop..."