Worldly Secrets

[Mr****]

Part 3 – The Nympho Nuns

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“Everything in this story is fictional adult erotica. All characters are 18+, all events are invented, and none of this is real or based on real people, places, or experiences. Written purely for fantasy/entertainment.”
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“Eeeeeeeeennngggggk……”
I unlocked the padlock and stepped inside.
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It wasn’t as dark as I thought.
It was a wide room, abandoned for centuries, full of cobwebs and dust.
Furniture was covered in large white sheets.
Light came from high walls with stained-glass windows of saints—the sun hit them just right, so the basement was bright at that hour.
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But something felt strange about this basement—something I couldn’t quite figure out.
The feeling grew stronger the more I looked around.
In front of me was a large living area with a circular sofa.
On the wall was a fireplace.
To my right were beds—probably the sleeping quarters—and a big bathroom at the far end.
To my left was an altar with a huge bed right in the center.
Why is there a huge bed in the middle of an altar?
What is it for?
There were also sofas all around.
And in the farthest corner, a library.
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Everything looked almost ready—just needed sweeping and wiping.
But what I couldn’t understand was why there was a cell-like cage with thick iron chains, shackles, and leather cuffs hanging inside—like a full-on *** chamber.
I also noticed several whips (short and long-tailed), wide wooden paddles, leather straps, and a rack of metal collars and spreader bars.
Clearly meant for restraint and punishment.
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I walked around, inspecting every corner, wondering where to start cleaning—when a cold breeze hit me and made my hairs stand on end.
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I’m not naturally scared, but at that moment, the feeling was different.
Especially since I was alone in the basement.
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“Hihihi….. hahaha… hihihi……”
Suddenly I heard women laughing.
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“Who’s there?”
I shouted loudly.
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I looked around—no one.
Every time I turned, it felt like someone was behind me—but nothing.
The basement was bright except for the dark corners near the library.
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“Hihihi…. hahaha… come closer… hihihi…”
The voices came again.
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When I heard them once more, my heartbeat pounded harder.
This was strange—really strange.
I don’t believe in superstitions or ghosts.
I believe only people do these things.
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I followed where the voices came from, gripping the bolo my Uncle Inggo—former convent caretaker—left me.
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I went to the right side and saw the library and huge bed at the end—somewhat dim there.
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“Hihihi… Come… closer… hihihi…”
The women’s voices again.
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As I got closer, I heard two women talking—coming from the bed beside the library.
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When I was near, I suddenly froze at what I saw.
Two mysterious women appeared.
When I turned my back—
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“Hi! Handsome… hihihi…”
One mysterious woman greeted me, suddenly right in front of me.
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“AAAAggghhhhhh!!!!!!!!!”
I screamed in *** and ran toward the door—I even left the bolo behind, but…
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“Eeeeennngggk….. Blaaag!”
The huge door suddenly slammed shut.
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I tried to open it—but my strength wasn’t enough.
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“Open the door!!!… Open the door!!! Help!!!”
I shouted while desperately trying to *** it.
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“Waaahhh…. huuuu.. huuu…. Help me… Madre Superyora!!! Help!!!… Open the door!!”
I cried out in extreme ***—I almost ***ed myself in my denim shorts.
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It was the first time I felt *** this intense.
My knees almost gave out.
Only now did I understand how horror movie protagonists feel.
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“Madre Superyora… open the door!!! ehe-heeeee…..”
I sobbed.
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“No way!!”
A cold woman’s voice came from behind me.
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My hairs stood straight—chills ran through me.
I didn’t dare turn around.
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“Such a shame… you’re handsome… but you’re a coward—tail between your legs!”
She added.
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My ears rang.
Tease me with anything—but never call me gay.
That makes my *** boil.
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“I-I’m n-not gay!… Don’t call me gay or I’ll kiss you…”
I stammered angrily.
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At that moment, *** faded—replaced by anger.
But I still didn’t turn.
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“GAY!!! Gay! gay-gay-gay!…”
She teased on purpose.
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“Hihihi… oh! The big man’s angry now…”
She said.
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“Hihihi…”
The other two laughed along.
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“GAY! Bleeh…..!”
The woman shouted mockingly—finally pushing me over the edge.
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“You’re challenging me, huh!”
I said furiously, turning around to kiss the woman who teased me.
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I froze at what I saw.
Three mysterious, beautiful, sexy women stood behind me.
But their feet floated in the air.
Pale skin, thick makeup, wearing sheer white-lady-like gowns—so transparent you could see their naked bodies underneath, nipples hard, pussies glistening.
Leather collars around their necks, wrists bound loosely with thin chains that didn’t restrict movement but clearly marked them as submissive.
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I stopped—*** creeping back.
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“W-who a-are you!?”
I stammered, leaning against the huge door.
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“Let me out!”
I ordered.
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“Why would we let you out? You haven’t even kissed me yet hihihi… Are you scared!? Hihihi…”
She answered while the other two laughed.
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“If you leave, Madre Superyora will yell at you for not cleaning hihihi….. Is it nice being yelled at by Madre Superyora?”
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“Hihihi…”
The three laughed again and floated around the room like spirits, chains clinking softly, still giggling.
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I suddenly realized—she was right.
Getting yelled at by Madre Superyora was scarier than these three.
I scratched my head.
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One of the women dove toward me fast—like attacking.
When she got close, I closed my eyes in ***.
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When I opened them, I was shocked—her face was right against mine, floating in the air.
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“BOO!!”
She startled me.
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My mouth opened wide—I couldn’t even scream.
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I jerked my head away—but banged it on the door.
I forgot I was leaning against it.
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I yelped in ***—they laughed…
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“Hihihi… You’re really handsome, Fernando… hihihi…”
She teased, clearly messing with me.
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I was shocked—she knew my real name.
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“How do they know my name?”
I asked myself.
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At that moment, my *** slowly faded—replaced by confusion and questions.
The other two landed too.
I sat on the floor—my knees weak from earlier terror.
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“How did you know my name?”
I asked.
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“Just think—you’re famous! Hihihi…”
One answered mockingly.
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“Don’t be afraid—we’re not ghosts… but we’re cursed nuns turned nympho slaves of the convent for centuries hihihi…”
She added with a naughty tone.
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“She’s Agnes (the one on the right)—our supermodel.
She’s amazing at deep-throating and loves being ***d hihihi…
This one is Eva (the one on the left)—the juiciest, loves being bound and spanked hard… hihihi…”
She introduced while posing—her chains clinking.
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“And I’m Olga (the one in the middle)—the most beautiful, ahem!… hihihi…
I’m the one who loves to dominate and be dominated… especially with whips and cuffs… hihihi…”
Olga said, twirling a small black whip in her hand.
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Honestly—these three were incredibly beautiful and sexy.
Even if they were cursed spirits.
Agnes: morena, slim supermodel body, tall (probably 5’8”).
Eva: porn-star vibe—thick thighs, huge breasts, perfect for spanking.
Olga: their leader—angelic face, innocent-looking but clearly the one who craves both giving and receiving ***.
At first glance she seemed pure—but she was the wildest.
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“Hmmm… there’s something off about these cursed nymphos…”
I thought to myself.
If they were real angels, why were they lingering in this basement?
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“And because you’re handsome—and your cum is powerful—that’s why we showed ourselves to you.”
Eva added—hugging Agnes and kissing her on the lips while Olga lightly whipped Eva’s ass.
Crack!
My eyes widened—but I didn’t mind.
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“Can I ask a favor?”
I bravely asked.
They nodded while Agnes and Eva kept kissing, Olga whipping lightly.
Crack! Crack!
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“I’m confused.
Can you explain what’s going on?
Today I’ve seen so many strange things in this convent—and you’re one of them.”
I asked emotionally, thinking they were listening.
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I was shocked—my eyes widened again.
Earlier it was only Agnes and Eva kissing.
Now Olga joined them.
They were getting hotter—and rougher.
Whack!
Olga’s whip landed harder on Eva’s ass—leaving a faint red mark.
Ahh! Eva moaned in pleasure-***.
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“Son of a bitch… what the…”
I muttered to myself as the scene in front of me turned into full-on BDSM play.
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“My God—what kind of miracle is this!…
Earlier priests and horny nuns—now even cursed nuns are into bondage and whipping.
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But I loved what I was seeing—women dominating and submitting, and ghosts at that.
First time I’ve seen anything like this.
According to Diego, watching women go at it is extremely exciting—especially when chains and whips are involved.
So I thanked this moment.
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“Lord really loves me! Hehehe…”
I said to myself, eyes feasting on the three cursed women fucking and punishing each other right in front of me.
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The three didn’t care that a man was watching—they seemed to enjoy being seen.
They kept glancing at me seductively while hungrily pleasuring and ***ing each other.
Olga pulled a length of chain from the wall and wrapped it loosely around Eva’s wrists—binding them behind her back.
Clink clink
Eva moaned louder—loving the restraint.
Agnes grabbed the wide wooden paddle and gave Eva’s ass a firm WHACK!
Eva yelped—then purred in pleasure.
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They moved to the main living area of the basement and continued their rough play there.
I just watched—sitting and leaning against the huge door, cock out and stroking.
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At that moment Agnes was being dominated by the other two while standing.
Olga was kissing Agnes deeply—tongue invading—while Eva licked her neck and pinched her nipples hard.
Pinch! Twist!
Agnes moaned into Olga’s mouth.
Olga’s hands roamed to the asses of both companions—squeezing, then spanking hard.
Slap! Slap!
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Agnes’s right hand crept downward—when it reached her stomach, her fingers played with Olga’s navel, then lower to her slit—making Olga arch and growl.
Olga pulled Agnes’s hair back roughly—exposing her neck for Eva to bite.
Nibble… bite!
Agnes cried out in pleasure-***.
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Olga and Eva weren’t satisfied with just romancing Agnes—so they stripped her completely, dragged her to the altar bed, and laid her face-down.
Olga grabbed leather cuffs from the wall and bound Agnes’s wrists to the headboard.
Click… click…
Agnes tugged—testing the restraints—moaning in delight.
Eva spread Agnes’s legs wide and tied her ankles to the bedposts with soft rope.
Tie… knot…
Agnes was now completely ***—ass up, pussy exposed and dripping.
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I noticed Agnes’s skin turning real again—flushed, not pale like earlier.
Olga picked up the small black whip and trailed it lightly over Agnes’s back—teasing.
Swish… swish…
Agnes shivered in anticipation.
Then—CRACK!
The whip landed across her ass—leaving a thin red line.
Ahh! Fuck yes! Agnes cried out.
Olga whipped again—harder.
Crack! Crack!
Agnes’s ass jiggled with each strike—red welts forming.
Eva knelt behind her and licked the fresh marks—tongue soothing the sting.
Agnes moaned louder—loving the contrast of *** and pleasure.
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Olga handed the whip to Eva—who gave Agnes’s pussy a light WHAP!
Agnes bucked—chains rattling.
Clink clink!
Olga climbed onto the bed—straddling Agnes’s back—and ground her wet pussy against Agnes’s spine while pinching her nipples hard.
Pinch! Pull!
Agnes screamed in ecstasy.
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The basement was cold—like air-conditioned—but the blazing BDSM scene in front of me made my body burn.
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The other two stripped too—making me even hotter.
Their bodies were perfect—shamelessly displayed to me, chains clinking, whip marks already fading into pink lines.
They kept glancing at me seductively—like inviting me to join their twisted play.
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But *** still lingered inside me.
I had just seen these women—and they weren’t ordinary people.
I knew they weren’t real angels—and not former nuns either.
I’m not dumb about religion—even if I’m not a churchgoer.
I thought maybe they were cursed nymphs—because no angel is as horny and kinky as these three.
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Back to the scene—Eva’s face lowered to Agnes’s bound ass and gently licked her dripping pussy from behind.
Her right hand massaged Agnes’s clit while the left pulled the chain tight—keeping Agnes spread.
Tug!
Agnes moaned into the mattress.
Olga grabbed the paddle and gave Agnes’s ass a firm WHACK!
WHACK! WHACK!
Agnes’s cheeks turned bright red—she cried out in pleasure-***.
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Eva knelt and began licking Agnes’s pussy harder—making her moans louder.
Slurp… slurp… squish…
Agnes’s juices dripped down her thighs.
Olga wrapped Agnes’s hair around her fist—pulling her head back.
Yank!
Agnes gasped—mouth open—tongue out.
Olga spat into her mouth—then kissed her roughly.
Slurp! Mmmph!
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Olga and Eva weren’t satisfied—so they flipped Agnes onto her back—still cuffed and spread.
Olga straddled her face—forcing Agnes to eat her pussy.
Grind… grind…
Agnes’s tongue worked frantically—Olga moaning loudly.
Oohhh… yes… eat me, slut…
Eva took the whip handle—thick and cock-shaped—and slowly pushed it into Agnes’s soaked pussy.
Squish… squelch…
Agnes bucked—chains rattling.
Clink clink clink!
Eva thrust faster—schlick schlick schlick—while Olga rode Agnes’s face harder.
Mmmph! Gluck!
Agnes’s muffled moans vibrated against Olga’s clit.
Olga reached back and pinched Agnes’s nipples—twisting hard.
Twist! Pinch!
Agnes screamed into Olga’s pussy—body shaking.
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I noticed Agnes’s skin turning real again—flushed, sweaty, not pale like earlier.
The curse was weakening.
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The basement was cold—but the blazing BDSM scene in front of me made my body burn hotter than ever.
I stroked my cock—hard and leaking—watching the three cursed nymphs dominate and submit in front of me.
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They moved to the main altar bed and continued their rough play there.
I just watched—sitting and leaning against the huge door, cock out and stroking fast.
Throb… pulse…
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At that moment Agnes was being dominated by the other two—still bound.
Olga was kissing Agnes deeply—tongue invading—while Eva licked her neck and pinched her nipples hard.
Pinch! Twist!
Agnes moaned into Olga’s mouth.
Olga’s hands roamed to the asses of both companions—squeezing, then spanking hard.
Slap! Slap! Slap!
Agnes’s ass jiggled—red marks blooming.
Eva grabbed the paddle and gave Agnes’s inner thighs a sharp WHACK!
Agnes cried out—legs trembling against the ropes.
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Agnes’s right hand was free enough to reach Eva’s pussy—fingers sliding in deep.
Squish… squelch…
Eva growled—grinding down on Agnes’s hand.
Olga pulled Agnes’s hair back roughly—exposing her neck for Eva to bite.
Nibble… bite!
Agnes cried out in pleasure-***.
Olga spat into Agnes’s open mouth—then kissed her roughly again.
Slurp! Mmmph!
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Olga and Eva weren’t satisfied with just romancing Agnes—so they unbound her wrists only to re-cuff them behind her back with heavier chains.
Clank! Clank!
Agnes was now completely ***—ass up, pussy exposed and dripping.
Eva spread Agnes’s legs wider and tied her ankles to the bedposts with thick rope.
Tie… knot… pull tight!
Agnes tugged—testing the restraints—moaning in delight at being fully bound.
Olga picked up the long-tailed whip and trailed it over Agnes’s back—teasing.
Swish… swish…
Agnes shivered in anticipation.
Then—CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!
The whip landed across her ass—leaving thin red lines.
Ahh! Fuck yes! Harder! Agnes cried out.
Olga whipped again—harder.
Crack! Crack!
Agnes’s ass jiggled with each strike—red welts forming beautifully.
Eva knelt behind her and licked the fresh marks—tongue soothing the sting while fingering Agnes’s clit.
Slurp… rub… rub…
Agnes moaned louder—loving the contrast of *** and pleasure.
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Olga handed the whip to Eva—who gave Agnes’s pussy a light WHAP!
Agnes bucked—chains rattling.
Clink clink!
Olga climbed onto the bed—straddling Agnes’s back—and ground her wet pussy against Agnes’s spine while pinching her nipples hard.
Pinch! Pull! Twist!
Agnes screamed in ecstasy—body shaking against the bonds.
Eva took the whip handle—thick and cock-shaped—and slowly pushed it into Agnes’s soaked pussy.
Squish… squelch… schlick schlick…
Agnes bucked—chains clanking loudly.
Clank clank clank!
Eva thrust faster—schlick schlick schlick—while Olga rode Agnes’s back harder.
Grind… grind…
Agnes’s muffled moans vibrated through her body.
Olga reached back and pinched Agnes’s nipples—twisting hard.
Twist! Pinch!
Agnes screamed into the mattress—body convulsing.
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The basement was cold—like air-conditioned—but the blazing BDSM scene in front of me made my body burn hotter than ever.
I stroked my cock—hard and leaking—watching the three cursed nymphs dominate and submit in front of me.
Throb… pulse… grip…
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They kept glancing at me seductively—like inviting me to join their twisted play.
Olga whispered to Agnes—she looked at me and I saw her mouth form the word “WOW!”
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Olga licked her two fingers and slid them into Agnes’s pussy—fingering fast.
Squish squelch!
Agnes’s eyes rolled in pleasure while staring at my length.
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“Ooh! Ooh!… Ooh.. Oh!… it’s so big… uhmmmm…. it would feel so good inside me!… ooh…”
Agnes moaned.
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“You’re already dripping wet, sis?”
Olga asked Agnes while fingering her—eyes on my cock.
Schlick schlick schlick!
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Agnes just nodded—hips bucking against the chains.
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“This pussy is so horny… uhm! uhm! uhm!…”
Olga gently slapped Agnes’s dripping pussy—Slap! Slap!
Then she slid two fingers back inside—thrusting fast.
Squish squelch schlick!
Eva kept licking Agnes’s clit—tongue flicking.
Flick flick… slurp!
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“You saw a cock and you got horny right away…”
Olga said while continuing to finger Agnes fast—eyes locked on me.
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“Oohhh… yes… don’t stop, ***s… I’m gonna cum…. Ooohh…”
Agnes begged—hips grinding against the restraints.
Clank clank!
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Olga fingered even faster—Eva kept licking and sucking.
A moment later—Agnes squirted like crazy.
Splash! Splash!
Agnes screamed loudly—eyes rolling from intense pleasure.
Aaaahhh! Fuck!
Her body convulsed—chains rattling wildly.
Clank clank clank!
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“Woooohhh!! hahaha… hihihi… so much came out, sis.”
The two shouted happily at Agnes’s explosive orgasm.
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“Son of a bitch! That was a lot!”
I said in awe—Agnes came like a fountain.
It almost splashed Eva—who kissed Olga so she could taste Agnes’s juices too.
Slurp… kiss… mmm…
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Agnes also licked Olga’s fingers clean after pulling them out—Slurp! Slurp!
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Eva stood, stripped, and bent over—ass presented.
Now she was the one to be punished and pleasured.
Eva glanced at me—seducing me to join—but I just smiled.
Deep down I didn’t know what would happen if I fucked cursed spirits—so I stayed careful.
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Olga was already holding the small black whip—handle cock-shaped.
She was naked too—gently whipping Eva’s ass.
Crack!
Eva moaned—like tickled by the sting.
Ahh!
Agnes grabbed the paddle and gave Eva’s ass a firm WHACK!
WHACK! WHACK!
Eva yelped—then purred in pleasure-***.
Mmmph! Yes…
Olga wrapped Eva’s wrists with chain—binding them behind her back.
Clink clink!
Eva tugged—testing—moaning in delight at being restrained.
Agnes spread Eva’s legs wide and tied her ankles to the bedposts with thick rope.
Tie… knot… pull tight!
Eva was now completely ***—ass up, pussy exposed and dripping.
Olga trailed the whip over Eva’s back—teasing.
Swish… swish…
Eva shivered in anticipation.
Then—CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!
The whip landed across her ass—leaving thin red lines.
Ahh! Fuck yes! Harder! Eva cried out.
Olga whipped again—harder.
Crack! Crack!
Eva’s ass jiggled with each strike—red welts forming beautifully.
Agnes knelt behind her and licked the fresh marks—tongue soothing the sting while fingering Eva’s clit.
Slurp… rub… rub…
Eva moaned louder—loving the contrast of *** and pleasure.
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Olga handed the whip to Agnes—who gave Eva’s pussy a light WHAP!
Eva bucked—chains rattling.
Clink clink!
Olga straddled Eva’s back—grinding her wet pussy against Eva’s spine while pinching her nipples hard.
Pinch! Pull! Twist!
Eva screamed in ecstasy—body shaking against the bonds.
Agnes took the whip handle—thick and cock-shaped—and slowly pushed it into Eva’s soaked pussy.
Squish… squelch… schlick schlick…
Eva bucked—chains clanking loudly.
Clank clank clank!
Agnes thrust faster—schlick schlick schlick—while Olga rode Eva’s back harder.
Grind… grind…
Eva’s muffled moans vibrated through her body.
Olga reached back and pinched Eva’s nipples—twisting hard.
Twist! Pinch!
Eva screamed into the mattress—body convulsing.
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The basement was cold—but the blazing BDSM scene in front of me made my body burn hotter than ever.
I stroked my cock—hard and leaking—watching the three cursed nymphs dominate and submit in front of me.
Throb… pulse… grip…
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They kept glancing at me seductively—like inviting me to join their twisted play.
Olga whispered to Agnes—she looked at me and I saw her mouth form the word “WOW!”
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Olga licked her two fingers and slid them into Eva’s pussy—fingering fast.
Squish squelch!
Eva’s eyes rolled in pleasure while staring at my length.
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“Ooh! Ooh!… Ooh.. Oh!… it’s so big… uhmmmm…. it would feel so good inside me!… ooh…”
Eva moaned.
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“You’re already dripping wet, sis?”
Olga asked Eva while fingering her—eyes on my cock.
Schlick schlick schlick!
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Eva just nodded—hips bucking against the chains.
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“This pussy is so horny… uhm! uhm! uhm!…”
Olga gently slapped Eva’s dripping pussy—Slap! Slap!
Then she slid two fingers back inside—thrusting fast.
Squish squelch schlick!
Agnes kept licking Eva’s clit—tongue flicking.
Flick flick… slurp!
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“You saw a cock and you got horny right away…”
Olga said while continuing to finger Eva fast—eyes locked on me.
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“Oohhh… yes… don’t stop, ***s… I’m gonna cum…. Ooohh…”
Eva begged—hips grinding against the restraints.
Clank clank!
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Olga fingered even faster—Agnes kept licking and sucking.
A moment later—Eva squirted like crazy.
Splash! Splash!
Eva screamed loudly—eyes rolling from intense pleasure.
Aaaahhh! Fuck!
Her body convulsed—chains rattling wildly.
Clank clank clank!
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“Woooohhh!! hahaha… hihihi… so much came out, sis.”
The two shouted happily at Eva’s explosive orgasm.
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“Son of a bitch! That was a lot!”
I said in awe—Eva came like a fountain.
It almost splashed Agnes—who kissed Olga so she could taste Eva’s juices too.
Slurp… kiss… mmm…
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Eva also licked Olga’s fingers clean after pulling them out—Slurp! Slurp!
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Now Olga was the one to be dominated.
She lay back on the altar bed—arms raised.
Agnes and Eva quickly cuffed her wrists to the headboard.
Click… click…
Olga tugged—testing—moaning in delight at being bound.
They spread her legs wide and tied her ankles to the footposts with thick rope.
Tie… knot… pull tight!
Olga was now completely ***—pussy exposed and dripping.
Agnes grabbed the long-tailed whip and trailed it over Olga’s breasts—teasing.
Swish… swish…
Olga shivered in anticipation.
Then—CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!
The whip landed across her thighs—leaving thin red lines.
Ahh! Yes… more! Olga cried out.
Agnes whipped again—harder.
Crack! Crack!
Olga’s thighs jiggled with each strike—red welts forming beautifully.
Eva knelt between her legs and licked the fresh marks—tongue soothing the sting while fingering Olga’s clit.
Slurp… rub… rub…
Olga moaned louder—loving the contrast of *** and pleasure.
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Agnes handed the whip to Eva—who gave Olga’s pussy a light WHAP!
Olga bucked—chains rattling.
Clink clink!
Eva straddled Olga’s face—forcing Olga to eat her pussy.
Grind… grind…
Olga’s tongue worked frantically—Eva moaning loudly.
Oohhh… yes… eat me, slut…
Agnes took the whip handle—thick and cock-shaped—and slowly pushed it into Olga’s soaked pussy.
Squish… squelch… schlick schlick…
Olga bucked—chains clanking loudly.
Clank clank clank!
Agnes thrust faster—schlick schlick schlick—while Eva rode Olga’s face harder.
Grind… grind…
Olga’s muffled moans vibrated against Eva’s clit.
Eva reached down and pinched Olga’s nipples—twisting hard.
Twist! Pinch!
Olga screamed into Eva’s pussy—body convulsing.
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The basement was cold—but the blazing BDSM scene in front of me made my body burn hotter than ever.
I stroked my cock—hard and leaking—watching the three cursed nymphs dominate and submit in front of me.
Throb… pulse… grip…
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They kept glancing at me seductively—like inviting me to join their twisted play.
Olga whispered to Agnes—she looked at me and I saw her mouth form the word “WOW!”
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Agnes licked her two fingers and slid them into Olga’s pussy—fingering fast.
Squish squelch!
Olga’s eyes rolled in pleasure while staring at my length.
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“Ooh! Ooh!… Ooh.. Oh!… it’s so big… uhmmmm…. it would feel so good inside me!… ooh…”
Olga moaned.
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“You’re already dripping wet, sis?”
Agnes asked Olga while fingering her—eyes on my cock.
Schlick schlick schlick!
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Olga just nodded—hips bucking against the chains.
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“This pussy is so horny… uhm! uhm! uhm!…”
Agnes gently slapped Olga’s dripping pussy—Slap! Slap!
Then she slid two fingers back inside—thrusting fast.
Squish squelch schlick!
Eva kept licking Olga’s clit—tongue flicking.
Flick flick… slurp!
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“You saw a cock and you got horny right away…”
Agnes said while continuing to finger Olga fast—eyes locked on me.
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“Oohhh… yes… don’t stop, ***s… I’m gonna cum…. Ooohh…”
Olga begged—hips grinding against the restraints.
Clank clank!
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Agnes fingered even faster—Eva kept licking and sucking.
A moment later—Olga squirted like crazy.
Splash! Splash!
Olga screamed loudly—eyes rolling from intense pleasure.
Aaaahhh! Fuck!
Her body convulsed—chains rattling wildly.
Clank clank clank!
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“Woooohhh!! hahaha… hihihi… so much came out, sis.”
The two shouted happily at Olga’s explosive orgasm.
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“Son of a bitch! That was a lot!”
I said in awe—Olga came like a fountain.
It almost splashed Agnes—who kissed Eva so she could taste Olga’s juices too.
Slurp… kiss… mmm…
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Olga also licked Agnes’s fingers clean after pulling them out—Slurp! Slurp!
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When we finished, the three stood—their bodies glowed brightly, blinding me.
I thought the world was ending.
When I opened my eyes again, the three were wearing habits again.
I quickly pulled up my denim shorts.
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“Thank you so much, Tony—for freeing the three of us from the curse.”
Olga began.
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“Yes Tony—we were nuns cursed to become nympho slaves of the convent for centuries.”
Agnes explained next.
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“Because of your cum, Tony—we were freed.
Only you can do that, Tony.”
Eva added.
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“W-why? Why me? I’m confused…”
I pleaded—begging for more explanation.
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“We’ve known you for a long time, Fernando.
We’ve watched your every move—and we weren’t wrong in choosing you.”
Olga explained.
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“You’ll understand the answer to your questions soon.
Sorry we can’t tell you everything.”
Agnes added.
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“But what happened between us today is a miracle—and we owe it to you, Tony.”
Eva said sweetly.
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One by one they approached me and whispered.
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“Come find us in our room—we’ll pleasure you anytime, Tony.”
Eva whispered—grabbing my length—making me arch.
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“You can fuck us whenever you want… tsup!”
Agnes whispered—licking my lips.
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“We love you, Fernando… don’t ever change…”
Olga whispered—grabbing my cock and kissing me deeply.
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“We’ll meet again later, Tony—we’ll leave you now…”
Olga said—opening the huge door and leaving.
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I was thrilled by what they did—and even more thrilled that I could fuck them freely anytime.
But I was still confused—why did they say only I could do it?
What did that mean?
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When I came back to my senses, I started fixing the basement.
I stopped thinking too much—I’d take too long if I didn’t focus.
I arranged everything—making it look almost like before.
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I reached the library—full of books on shelves.
I cleaned them until they looked new again.
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When I was almost done, I sat down from exhaustion.
I wanted a break—but I couldn’t.
I needed to finish quickly.
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While cleaning the area with many beds, I saw a black notebook labeled Diary.
I got curious—so I picked it up and looked for the owner’s name.
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Since I was almost finished cleaning, I sat down and opened the black diary.
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My eyes widened at what I read…
To be continued in Chapter 4 – The Diary

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