Bad Habits: A Dark Anthology - Yolanda Olson Page 0,92

this ambush. When I don't respond, the Reverend Mother continues.

"I went to the Monsignor with my worries initially. He is the one who advised me to send Sister Suri to you. He said that you would be able to corral her appropriately, making sure that she would know how to compose herself while she's under our protection. I didn't push for any additional explanation from him, but after what I found out she did in her room a couple of nights ago--"

"What did you find out, Mother? What did she do?"

Finding out that my secret had been exposed to one inconsequential person by mistake was enough of a blow. Finding out that it's been entrusted to a woman of the Reverend Mother's stature is deplorable.

"One of the Sisters came to me with news that she heard Sister Suri…"

A dark crimson blush broke out on the Mother's face, and I knew where she was heading. Part of me wanted to stop her so she wouldn't have to speak through her embarrassment. Still, the other part of me, the depraved side, wants to--no--needs to hear her say it so she can share in this moment of humility. Also, hearing her tell me about how Suri fucked herself into oblivion will fill me with immense pleasure. Then, I'll have two secrets on her; one more than she has on me.

"Yes?" I say, urging her on.

"She heard her...in the throes of passion."

"What was she doing?"

"What?" The look of shock on her face that I would ask her for more details is perfection. She came here knowing my secret and is, essentially, using it against me. She isn't going to get away without suffering a little because of it.

"What," I pause, staring at her pointedly, from the chair across from hers, "was she doing, Reverend Mother?"

"I'm sure you can use your imagination, Father," she scoffs, amazed that I would expect her to provide me with further detail.

"Oh, I know I can," I shoot her a smug grin, "but if you want my help, I am going to need as many details as possible. If you'd prefer, I can bring the Sister in who heard her…"

"No!" she shouts.

She must have a fondness for the girl who came forward. Perhaps the Domme in her unwittingly found herself a sub?

I raise an eyebrow, effectively letting her know that I am waiting for an answer.

"She was," she looks down at the handkerchief that's had the life twisted out of it since she sat down, "touching… herself."

I nod my head slowly. My dick is getting hard, and I don't care enough to hide it anymore. The Reverend Mother looks from her hands to my crotch. When it hits her that I am turned on, she shoots out of her seat and faces the wall.

I laugh to myself and stand up. Walking over to Mother Superior, I stand as close as I can to her back, my hard cock lightly grazing the fabric of her habit.

"And you'd like me to discipline her? Would that," I bend slightly, so my lips are to her ear. I lower my voice and continue, "please you, Mother?"

She whips herself around very quickly for a woman of her age. Her eyes are full, and the blush is back in her cheeks. She shakes her head very slightly to compose her reaction before she answers. What she says is not at all what I was expecting to hear from a woman of God.

But who are you to decide that?

"Yes, Father. It would please me for you to discipline her; by all means necessary. Her time of reflection ends tomorrow. She will return to you, then."

I swear I see a look of delight on her face before she turns on the ball of her foot and walks out of my office.

Oh, Suri…

Were you thinking about me when you touched yourself the other night? Did you need a time of reflection to cleanse your soul after your transgression, or did you need it because you got caught? Or, a third option, did you need it because it's the only thing that would keep you far away from me?

These are just some of the questions I have for you upon your return tomorrow. I believe these may be the easiest questions for you to answer because I plan on digging deep down when it comes to you. I want to know who you are, why you're here, and what--or who--you need protection from.

You think you know what you saw the

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