by Bibis
Pretty frightening tale. Guess the Reverend Mother recognizes neither payment of penance nor mercy…
It's a good beginning to an interesting fantasy world. I've fantasized about being punished by nuns for crossdressing for decades. My willingness to accept the penances leads to my being whipped in a wedding gown and being dressed in a traditional habit as a "special Sister ".
Sure the Reverend Mother shows no mercy 😌
I hope the story was entertaining for you both
It's an interesting concept, one life by day, another completely different one at night. In mine, I had been at a retreat and decided to dress up and play before bed. I was lost in abandon when I heard the stern voice behind me. "What's going on here?!" the nun exclaimed. I turned around and fainted. When I awoke I was still dressed in my white bow blouse and black skirt, but my hands were tied behind me and an iron collar tight around my neck. Sister smiled at me, picked up the chain attached to my collar, and said "Let's go see the Reverend Mother. "