Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 50

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Sister Claire was oblivious to those going-ons back home. And that she had other things on her mind.

A visit to the Mayor's office could not be avoided. Not least since he was the brother-in-law of Paola. It was best to establish good relations with all the key members of family since it appeared they did not approve of Father Filippo. Claire had assumed it would be a goodwill visit. Paola was in charge even if it was the mayor who would sign the final approval. But she'd been unprepared for what the Mayor had in mind.

"What a beauty you are," he'd told her as she had entered his office. "Not like the old nuns."

Sister Claire had smiled at the compliment but been a little concerned. It had been obvious from the start that the Mayor liked to use his power. She remembered that he was the man to whom Paola had given her virginity. But the Mayor was like his brother and had learned to bend to Paola's will. Claire did not know what the rules were. What would Paola expect of her?

The Mayor certainly had not been shy about exposing his healthy-sized manhood -- not even to a nun. Claire supposed that her reputation had preceded her. What did that mean? She thought to avert her eyes. But Paola had probably told the Mayor all about the new nun. And it was a nice-looking cock -- she guessed seven inches and not too thick.

"You like this." It had not been a question. "Paola tells me you are naughty nun."

When he'd beckoned for her to walk around the desk, closer to him, Claire had complied. The Mayor was not a handsome man by any means. Claire had felt uncomfortable about the idea of sucking a man she'd only just met. Wasn't it the same as Mr Watson who'd asked for a headjob in his car? But he was a member of the secret society.

Was the Mayor a case of fucking for Jesus? Her assignment, and her loyalty to her Order, compelled the young nun to obey his wishes. Besides, his cock was exposed and seemingly growing in size and that was enough reason for her. Wanting to please, wanting to make Paola happy -- not to mention the Mayor -- she'd gone to her knees and gently begun to suck on his pride and joy.

He'd felt good in her mouth but she was still unsure. Then he had groaned softly and put one hand on the back of her head to press her deeper. The Mayor was enjoying her mouth. And, of course, that was the point of the Gift. At that moment Claire had decided that her responsibility was to give the best headjob that she could. And she'd sucked him almost lovingly, feeling his ridges against her tongue and the way he throbbed as she swirled it over his shaft.

"Now fuck," he'd growled before pulling her head free of his swollen dick.

Fucking for Jesus? For the first time in a long time, Sister Claire thought of the sin of what she was about to do. Or was she merely a whore to be used by others? But why should the Mayor not get the benefit of the Gift? Especially if it would help Father Filippo and the Order of the Mount?

Claire knew that she was wet from sucking his cock. Her clit had already hardened in anticipation. With a smile to the Mayor, she removed her stockings and underpants while he watched. Then, lifting her dress above her hips, she bent forward and lay her body across his official desk. The Mayor leered at her shapely thighs and her soft, rounded bottom and took up his position. Her last wish before being penetrated was that he would not decide to use her anal passage.

To Be Continued

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