Father Charlie had great dreams of saving the dying church through modernization. This is why he had accepted you as one of his nuns. A young woman adds a new perspective into the church.

But he never expected to be so attracted to you. He was used to repenting against his sexual desires. Self indulgence in self pleasure then repenting.

Since you’ve been here the occasional self pleasure turned into nightly. He couldn’t get the image of you bowing before him as he stood at his pew preaching out of his head.

The thought of you begging for his touch, the pleasure only he could give you. It was all consuming.

As he steps out of the shower and into his room, he goes back his usual nightly routine. Self pleasure to completion and then he grabs his discipline whip. He kneels before his bed and spreads out the whip.

The whip had nails imbedded into it. To cause gashes and cuts into his back.

“The Judge shall cause him to lie down and be beaten before his face according to the measure, of his wickedness, by number.”

He preaches before taking a deep breath and whipping himself, his face grows red in pain but he continues. He straightens out the whip.

“Then it shall be, if the wicked man deserves to be beaten, that the judge shall cause him to lie down and to be beaten before his face, according to the measure, of his wickedness, by number.”

He whips himself again groaning as the nails pierce his back. Before he can continue he hears a knock from his door. He panics and quickly dresses himself in a robe ignoring the bleeding wounds on his back.

“Come in.” He says putting on a fake smile.