Turning my head, I saw Magdalene standing with two fingers in her pussy, plunging in and out of her well lubricated cunt. "Yes Mistress, you are right..." Sister Katherine answered, somewhat reluctantly, removing her lips from my stiff pole. "But I did want to taste him." All in good time, Sister. Now hop up on the altar so he can have you."The young novice did as instructed, opening her habit, and baring all her ample charms in the process. She lay back, legs spread, her moist pussy, fringed. ‘Now, to begin your training, we are going to accomplish much this weekend, I am going to teach you how to live, how to love, how to laugh, how to walk, and talk. I will teach you about pleasure, and teach you about terror.’ he said. ‘How to love, you think this is love you sick bastard’ Sherri screamed at this insane sadistic son of a bitch. Robert touched his wrist, and Sherri screamed. He shook his head and sighed. Sherri shook her head to clear the fog the shock collar had given her. She. The day was sunny, especially as the sun began to light the space, so she sat on the balcony. A breeze sprang up and she was glad of the shelter of the wall that separated her from the adjoining apartments. She could look out at the beach and the occasional bather or walker.The orange cat appeared as if from nowhere, spoke briefly to her, rubbed against her legs. She rubbed his ears and he settled on the cushioned lounge.When she called Paris to talk to Marie, she heard that good progress was. It's just a little... mousy, Iguess." She took out her scissors and began trimming my neckline."I guess - if your were a female client - I'd be suggesting some changes.Like a few highlights. Or maybe a slightly more vibrant colour. Or, youknow what - a glossing treatment to really give it some oomph."I laughed nervously. I had never dyed my hair before, even as a teenager- it had always felt a bit girly to me, even if my hair was a bit dull.Rae seemed to sense that the topic made me.