Nun(None) Can Resist

 

Gina, now Sister Mary Catherine, new nun after taking her vows for the first time was given an assignment, a convent in the middle of nowhere or so she thought, she never understood why she was given this duty but hers was not to question only to obey. Upon arriving at the rather large and old gothic style church she headed inside to report to the mother superior who was in charge. 

"Welcome my dear to the Church of the Weeping Mother."

"Thank you Mother, when I was given this assignment several of the sisters seemed to be both fearful and curious why I was chosen for this place."

"We look for certain traits from new nuns, but unfortunately not all of them work out, even with the best of intentions to do their best, we just lost 2 sisters from our little flock here."

"Wow, I'm a bit shocked to hear that, everyone I know says this is a life calling."

"Oh it is my dear, but unfortunately this place is harder to survive then you could believe."

"Survive?"

"Yes dear, let's not dwell on it, head out to your room and get settled, dinner is promptly at 6, you will meet the sisters and we will have night prayers, tomorrow you can start learning the routines around here, I am sure you will fit in."

"Yes Mother."

Sister Mary Catherine left the office and headed to her room, she was able unpack her modest belongings, she went to dinner and was told she could use the computer if she wished to contact her family, which she did, spending only moments to let them know she was safe and sound. The next day she woke up and showered and started learning her routine and the roles in the convent. It was easy work and days started to turn into weeks. She noticed that some of the nuns on a rotating schedule wouldn't be around doing their normal chores and would disappear for hours on end and then show up back in the evening, looking sweaty and a bit drained like if they were working out.

Questions about the nuns and their routines was met by stonewalling and others telling her she wasn't allowed to know that information and if she was lucky she would never have to do the tasks the other girls were being asked to do. This wasn't sitting well with her, she needed to learn about this place, if there were secrets or rumors. She couldn't web search because of the blocks on the computers, limiting anything she could do on her own, so she emailed her friend, asking her for help researching this.

It was another few days before she could check the emails to find several from her friend telling her to get out of there, to run and never look back. When she read it she was confused until she searched more of the emails to find the stories of nuns going missing, and when they are found they are usually doing things that would make sinners blush. Some ended up in porn, others working streets in various places around the world, every time one is found they are taken by the church, all records of them are "lost" and the girls aren't usually heard from again.

She was taken back by this but was looking at more files and it all seemed to point to one missing nun, the first that went missing, she was a faithful woman like nuns tend to be but she was here at convent when something changed her. No one is sure what but the story was, something horrifying.

The nun whose name has been lost or stricken from the records was in her room praying, the night was dark and an awful feeling was washing over the area. There was a blood moon and an eclipse which only seemed intensify all those dark feelings. No one is sure who she was praying to, most of the church believes she was praying for safety and salvation, but what happened to her was darker or at least that was what the rumors state.

The darkness swept over everything that night, almost heading directly towards her, all the other nuns seemed to be safe in their rooms but she was targeted and the darkness entered her room, and then entered her. The nuns seemed to hear the laughter from her echoing in the halls, dogs outside of the convent howled all night and when day came they found her gone. 

That was when the terror started, soon nuns started to disappear, and the dark feeling coming from the basement happened. It was as if something was building a nest there, growing their power, but no one would talk about it. Priests were called in and many ran, until one priest took a stand and was able to bind the darkness into a room in the darkest part of the basement. Using symbols and chants they hold back the darkness to this day, or so the rumors go. She kept reading and was confused and intrigued, she wanted to see if these were true, so she went to see Mother Superior.

She got to the office the next day and went to talk to the kind looking lady who was the leader and mentor of so many girls. When she brought up the rumors, Mother Superior's face went from kind and listening, to rage and dominance, telling the young girl not to talk to her about myths and rumors and that she would not allow the girl to take part in anything that she wasn't ready for or was allowed to take part of. She also forbid her from going down into the basement at all. The girl left the office upset and confused, why would she be forbid if nothing was down there. 

Weeks continued to go on, and unable to let this go, she started to find out the times when the nuns would head down to the basement, monitoring their routines became important to her and she was starting to let her own work slide, she didn't care something about this place was consuming her need to know, it wasn't just about faith anymore, it was about figuring what was being hidden. She justified disobeying the orders, by thinking that she is doing this for the greater good, that she could help, she needed to help this was her calling.

Months since she read the emails, months of learning how to move around the convent, finally she knew of the time she had to find out. One of the other sisters, the one closest to her age seemed to vanish, she wasn't at meals or anything and anytime she asked about her, she was told that the nun was doing silent prayers and being cloistered as part of her training, but Sister Mary Catherine couldn't believe that, she needed to find her.

One night, she got dressed it was close to midnight when she made her way down through the convent to the hidden doors she learned about weeks ago, that was where the nuns were always going to. 

Sneaking down the steps she found herself in catacombs, nothing like this place was even something she could imagine being in a place like this convent. She started to move around, the place was huge like a maze, she didn't notice the various symbols on the floor or in the walls, the crosses hanging around she did see only because she had to duck under several of them. Moving down the halls, she heard the echoes of moans, she was curious about what was going on, when she got to an opening leading into a huge round room surrounded by religious artifacts, in the middle was a teenage boy on the floor tied down, he looked like a local boy she met several times during masses held in town. Then in the darkness she saw her friend, naked and being held by another woman.

What shocked her was seeing her friend having tattoos on her body, she never had those, and her eyes were black, she couldn't figure out what was going on, the second woman stepped out from behind her. 

With a lust filled purr, "go on you want it, you crave it, I can feel it seeping out of your pores, give in, like I did, accept that this is your true calling."

"But, God?"

"What has he ever done for you, really ask yourself," the woman laughed.

"I don't"

"You don't know, that's how it is, you pray to him and nothing, all about faith right, really it's about control, and you never will have it, unless"

"Unless what?"

"Pray to me, worship me and I will give you anything, I can give you everything, look at this nice boy, you found him attractive didn't you, but you have been told you can't have it, not by their rules, but by mine you can, just give me your prayers, give me your love and I will let you have him."

"Yes, I want him, I want you."

"Good girl," she said kissing the girl, a wash of carnal energy flooded the halls, Sister Mary Catherine gasped a little, getting horny for the first time in a long time.

Her friend moaned and it was like she was twisted, for a second she was herself then she was different, darker and gone from who she was, she was released and headed for the teen on the floor, the other girl followed her and they started to do so many things, so many perverted things to that boy, when it was almost over the other girl looked straight at Sister Mary Catherine and smiled, "I have your friend, you have been watching, would you like to join now, or later?"

She gasped not sure how that woman saw her but she turned and ran, scared but worse aroused and curious.