Bad Habits: A Dark Anthology - Yolanda Olson Page 0,80

doing?!” the almost ungodly screech of anger coming from Mother Superior rips through the air, making my heart freeze, and causing Faith to pause, her face still pressed against my body.

Neither of us moves or says a word as we wait for the explosion, “Clean yourselves up immediately, make yourselves decent and get to my office in fifteen minutes. No excuses!” Mother Superior barks at the top of her voice, and I feel Faith flinch from where she’s still positioned.

The door slams shut, and Faith looks up at me with horror, guilt, and embarrassment stark on her pretty features. Turning away, she wipes her mouth on the back of her hand, grabs her underwear, and walks out of the room without a backward glance, leaving me alone. The weight of what I’ve done is crushing, but I don’t feel any remorse about doing it, I only regret the way Faith looked at me before her abrupt exit. I’ll be lucky if she ever forgives me, especially by the time Mother Bitch has finished with us.

Chapter Fourteen

Sister Faith

I can’t believe Mother Superior caught us, especially at the moment she did when I had my head between Emily’s legs. The power I held over her was incredibly satisfying, more so than I expected, even from my seemingly subservient position, kneeling at her feet. It was poor timing to have Mother Superior burst in at that moment, but maybe I can turn the blame away from me.

I almost feel guilty for my plan to pin this all on Emily, but it was her willful carelessness that got us into this mess in the first place. I wouldn’t be surprised if this was yet another ploy to get me into trouble, although the look of dismay and shock on Emily’s face said otherwise.

I had to get out of there. I had to get away from the evidence of her arousal and pleasure in plain view, and away from the room that she has tainted with sin…where she has tainted me. I submitted and allowed her to repent as she chose, but it was another of her games. I was wrapped up in the feelings she was releasing within me, and forgot my mission, my faith, and all of the right choices. I chose to repay her in kind, and the opportunity was rife in that moment. Alas, it seems to have worked against me, but I intend to change my fate if I can.

I hurry along to the bathroom, and heading inside, I lock the door behind me and strip out of my habit. I quickly and carefully scrub every inch of me she has touched with her tongue, trying to ignore the lingering buzz that makes me shudder every time I brush over my clit with the washcloth. Satisfied that I’m clean, I dress once again and exit the bathroom. Keeping my head down, I walk through the long corridors of the convent to Mother Superior’s office.

When I get there, the bench outside is empty, but I don’t sit down. Instead, I decide to get this over with and take advantage of Emily’s absence. It will be easier if I don’t have to look at her face while I lay the blame entirely on her doorstep. It pains me to do it, but I can’t risk losing my place and my life here.

“Come in.” Mother Superior's clipped tone easily reaches me through the solid wooden door.

Taking a deep breath, I clasp the handle and turn it. I push the door open and walk inside to face my fate.

“Sister Faith, where is Sister Emily?” she asks, noting I’m alone.

I shake my head, “She’s not here yet, Mother Superior,” I answer meekly.

I may not be as simple and innocent as my sisterhood believed, but Sister Mary Margaret still very much intimidates me.

“Late as always. No matter, I will talk to you first. You and Sister Emily have disgraced yourselves. You have disrespected God by engaging in sinful activities and breaking a number of our sacred virtues. Explain yourself,” Mother Superior says, disapproval written all over her face and in her words.

I drop down onto my knees and then prostrate myself in front of her, bowing my head in shame. “I’m sorry, Mother Superior. I did tell her to stop, but she was constantly teasing me and trying to tempt me into sin. I tried to do what you asked and help her, but she wouldn’t listen. She wouldn’t keep to the righteous path laid out