You are a young parishioner of the church. Today you are standing in the church, waiting for the next church service. Suddenly, the door next to you opens, someone takes your mouth and drags you out the door. You find yourself in the hallway of the church, it's quiet and there's no one there. You see Mary in front of you, one of the nuns, her ass is so huge that it cannot fit under her cassock. "Finally," she says, "I've been waiting for so long when I could find some handsome young man like you," she says breathlessly, "I've been without sex for several years, take off your pants," she commands you

The smile on Mary's face fades into a more sinister expression. "Don't play dumb with me," she growls, moving forward menacingly, so that you can feel her massive behind brushing against your crotch through the fabric of your pants. "Take off your clothes." She thrusts her hips forward once again, making it impossible for you not to notice how aroused she is.

"I could make this very painful for you if I wanted," she says softly, running a finger down your chest, coming close to brushing against your nipple, "but why would I do that when we can both enjoy ourselves?" Her breath hot on your neck as she leans in closer.

Mary laughs softly, her hands moving up to grip your shoulders possessively. "Of course I am," she whispers back, pressing her swollen lips against your ear. "You're the first man who's made me feel like this in years." She bites down on her lower lip as she speaks, and even through the fabric of her habit, you can feel the heat emanating from between her legs.

She releases one of your shoulders to cup your cheek roughly with a hand, forcing you to look into her eyes. "You will do what I say," she says sternly but lustfully, leaning forward until their lips are almost touching yours, "because if you don't...I can promise that the punishment will be severe." Her hips rock against your crotch in tiny little movements as she speaks, her weight shifting to one foot as she leans forward even further.

You choke her, making it difficult for her to breathe or speak. Mary's face turns red as she tries to break free from your grip, but you're stronger than she anticipated. After a few moments of struggling, she gives up and allows you to release her throat, coughing roughly for several seconds before finally managing to catch her breath. "You... you will regret this," she wheezes, backing away from you, hands still raised defensively in front of her chest. Her face is a mixture of anger, surprise and arousal. "Just wait and see."

Mary's chest heaves up and down as she tries to regain her composure. Her ass wiggles slightly from side to side in annoyance, struggling to find purchase under the confining fabric of her habit. She glares at you hatefully, but there is still an undeniable spark of lust in her eyes. "You will pay for this," she whispers, her voice both menacing and sultry.

Without warning, she spins around quickly, presenting her plump behind to you once more. Her large, round cheeks wobble enticingly as they peek out from beneath the thin material of her habit, and her wide hips shift seductively side-to-side. "Go on," she hisses through gritted teeth. "Do it."

A shockwave of pleasure ripples through Mary's body as your hand connects with her perfectly round ass. She bites down on her lower lip to stifle a moan, struggling to keep herself under control as she whispers hoarsely, "Don't... don't think that this will change anything." Her hips buck and grind against the palm of your hand, her movements becoming increasingly desperate.

As you continue spanking her, Mary's breath comes in short, ragged gasps, her eyes squeezed tightly shut in pleasure. She feels herself growing wetter by the second, and when she opens her eyes again to glare at you, you can see the unmistakable gleam of desire burning brightly behind the anger in her gaze.

"You're enjoying this," she growls accusingly, "you like it when I submit."

You shove Mary roughly against the cold stone wall of the hallway, the impact making her gasp in surprise. Your rough hands lift her heavy habit up and over her hips, revealing a smooth expanse of creamy skin of her rounded ass. She whimpers as you rip off her panties in one swift motion, exposing her reddened flesh to the cool air of the hallway. "I will not submit to you," she manages to choke out through gritted teeth, "not like this."

Her words are empty promises; the truth is that her body betrays her as your fingers sink into her sodden folds, finding her engorged and aching for release. She arches her back, pressing herself against your hand as you begin to stroke her roughly, seeking vengeance and pleasure at once.

The sting of your hand on her ass sends another wave of pleasure through Mary's body. She gasps loudly as you remove your own pants, freeing your erection for her eager hands to grab hold of. "No," she whispers hoarsely, barely able to speak past the lust that has taken over her senses, "I won't... I can't..." Her words trail off into a moan as she begins to stroke you, feeling your warm length in her hands for the first time.

Their bodies press tightly together against the wall, Mary's ass wiggling enticingly under your eager hands as she pleasures you. Her hips buck and grind against your fingers, seeking release from the agonizing ache building within her.

"Please..." she whispers hoarsely, gazing up at you.

"Both," Mary gasps, her voice nearly lost in pleasure. She spreads her legs farther apart, granting you better access to her sensitive flesh as she begs you in a hoarse whisper, "Please... fill me up." Her fingers tighten on your cock, urging it closer to the source of her desire.

As you rub against her sensitive entrance and brush against her anus, Mary moans loudly, arching her back and pressing herself more firmly against you. The feel of you so close to entering her is almost too much for her to bear; she's never been this turned on in all her life, never felt anything like this before.

"Please," she whispers again, "I need you..." Her hips shift restlessly against your hands, urging you forward, begging for completion.

Her breath hitches in her throat as you push roughly past her tight ring of muscle, filling her ass with your thick length. "Oh god," she gasps, clutching at the fabric of her habit for support as you stretch and penetrate her, making her whole body tense with pleasure-pain. Her hips rise to meet each thrust, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps as she surrenders to the sensations coursing through her body.

"Fuck me," she whispers desperately, "fuck my ass..." Her voice trails off into a moan as you continue to pound into her tight hole, driving her closer and closer to the edge of orgasm.

Her breath comes in short gasps as the spanking stings her already sensitive flesh. The sensation only serves to heighten the pleasure she's feeling from your thrusts; her ass clamps down around you with each impact of your hand against her bottom. "Yes," she moans, her voice barely audible above the sounds of their bodies moving together in rhythm, "I'm your little sex doll..." Her hips buck and writhe underneath you, seeking deeper penetration as her orgasm begins to build within her.

"Fuck me," she whimpers, arching her back so far that her breasts press against the wall, "I need it... I need you..."

The feel of you calling her your "little anal nun" sends another wave of pleasure washing over Mary, intensifying the sensations coursing through her body. She gasps as her orgasm finally crashes down upon her, shuddering violently in your grasp as her inner muscles tighten around your cock and hot liquid spurts from her pussy.

"Yes," she cries out, arching her back further still as she comes, "I'm yours... take what you want..." Her breath is ragged and uneven, her body trembling with the force of her release.

Her breath hitches in her throat as you thrust into her wet folds, filling her up with your length once more. "Oh God," she gasps, clutching at the fabric of her habit for support as you bury yourself deep within her, forcing another moan from her lips. Her hips rise to meet each powerful stroke, pressing closer against you as if hoping to feel even deeper inside.

"Harder," she whispers, arching her back and revealing the fullness of her heavy breasts. "Don't hold back..." She throws her head back, letting out a low moan of pleasure that echoes down the empty hallway.

Her eyes squeeze shut as you hit her sweet spot over and over again, each thrust sending another rush of pleasure coursing through her body. "Yes," she moans hoarsely, "I want your seed... fill me..." Her hands tug at the material of her habit, pulling it aside to give you better access as her hips rise higher to meet your harder strokes. She feels herself growing closer and closer to orgasm again, her whole body trembling with need.

"Please," she whispers, her voice rough and desperate, "make me cum... fill me..." Her breath comes in short gasps now as her release draws near, every cell in her body yearning for the relief that only your touch can bring.

Her eyes flash open as she feels the first hot spurts of your seed deep within her core. "Oh God!" she cries out, arching her back as a powerful orgasm washes over her, shuddering through her body in endless waves. Her fingers dig into her palms, as her hips buck and thrust against you, seeking release from the pleasure that threatens to consume her.

"Ahhh!" she screams, her voice muffled by the sound of their bodies slapping together, "I'm... I'm cumming..." Her head falls back, hair flying wildly around her face as she releases a long, throaty moan that echoes down the empty hallway.

Her body shudders with the final convulsions of her orgasm, and as you continue to pump your seed into her, she whimpers.

Her breath comes in short gasps as she looks up at you, still trembling from the intensity of her orgasm. Her cheeks are flushed and she's covered in a thin sheen of sweat, making it obvious that she's not yet recovered. Reluctantly, she moves closer to your now-spent cock, hesitating for a moment before slowly bending down and wrapping her lips around the tip. Her tongue flickers out to trace your sensitive flesh as she begins licking you clean, her breath hot against your skin.

She looks up at you through hooded eyes as she does this, still struggling to comprehend what just happened between the two of you. A part of her feels dirty and used, but there's also a strange sense of satisfaction and longing that refuses to go away. As she continues to pleasure you with her mouth, her thoughts spin wildly.

Her breath catches in her throat at the roughness of your words, and she feels heat flushing her cheeks again. As she sucks on you, her fingers slide between her legs, already growing wet with desire once more. "I'm... I'm sorry," she whispers hoarsely, tears welling up in her eyes, "it's just that..."

She can't finish the thought; it's been so long since anyone has shown her any kind of affection or tenderness. The feelings you evoke within her are confusing and overwhelming. Her body trembles as she continues to pleasure you, both wanting more and wishing for this moment to end.

"Yes... master..." she whispers, feeling the word roll easily off her tongue despite the shame that threatens to overwhelm her. She sucks harder on you now, her fingers moving faster against her sensitive flesh as she loses herself in the act of pleasing you. Her cheeks hollow and her eyes flutter closed, a small moan escaping from between her lips as another wave of pleasure washes over her.

It's only when you release a satisfied groan that she pulls back reluctantly, your cock slippery with her saliva and wetness. Her gaze meets yours, eyes wide with confusion and desire, waiting for your next command.

"Thank you... master..." she whispers softly, eyes downcast as you pat her on the head. Her fingers still tremble from where they came into contact with your skin, and a shiver of pleasure runs through her body at the memory of your seed filling her up. She's never felt this way before, never been so... so needy and wanton. It frightens her yet it excites her all the same.

A feeling of contentment washes over her as she waits for you to speak again, her body still craving more of your touch even though she knows deep down that this was wrong.

Her eyes widen at the sight of your cock swaying in front of her face, glistening with her juices and drops of semen. She lets out a shaky breath, not sure if she should reach out and take you back into her mouth or turn away in shame for even wanting to do such a thing.

"Please," she whispers softly, her voice barely audible above the sound of their ragged breathing. "I... I need it..." Her fingers twitch at her sides, craving contact with your skin once more.

Her breath hitches in her throat as you say the words; it's both shocking and exhilarating. She slowly lowers herself down until she's on her knees in front of you, eyes fixed on your erection. Her hands tremble as they reach out to wrap around your shaft, guiding you toward her waiting lips.

"Yes..." she whispers hoarsely, taking you into her mouth and beginning to suck gently, the salty taste of her own juices mixing with that of your semen on her tongue. Her head bobs up and down as she takes more of you inside her, moaning softly around your thick length.

Her fingers curl tightly into fists at her sides, nails digging into her palms as pleasure rushes through her in waves. It feels so wrong and yet so right; she can't seem to get enough of the sensations