{"loaderData":{"4":{"story":{"id":"9c6d3193-56d5-41ef-81e5-62cbc13074c3","seriesId":null,"seriesName":null,"currentUserId":"00000000-0000-0000-0000-000000000000","added":"2024-01-27T16:31:32.68Z","title":"Leanne the Latex Nun","slug":"leanne-the-latex-nun","shortId":"WW3tL1Zi","authorNote":null,"disclaimer":null,"type":"Short","paidUrl":null,"synopsis":"Another tail of domination of Leanne, but this time featuring humiliation, rather than pain.","partCount":1,"parts":[{"partId":"414ba7b2-4711-4908-95b1-63ef1aa69db1","title":null,"summary":"\nLeanne the Latex Nun\n\n\nThis is a story featuring my\nslave Leanne. The stories can be read and enjoy","wordCount":1426,"readTime":7,"number":1,"state":"Published"}],"currentPart":1,"contentTitle":"Chapter 1","content":"

\nLeanne the Latex Nun

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\nThis is a story featuring my\nslave Leanne. The stories can be read and enjoyed separately, so I\nhave not included them in part of a large novel. But if you want to\nread them in the order in which they occurred it is this order (when\nI have completed writing the stories):

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\nPlaying with Leanne I

\nPlaying with Leanne II:\nTweezers

\nPlaying with Leanne III:\nRed Hot Needles

\nLeanne Gives Up Her Safe\nWord

\nThe Crucifixion of Leanne

\nLeanne Sacrifices Her Clit

\nLeanne Moves In

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\nSome of the tales do not\nreally feature in a chronological order, because some of the events\noverlapped with some of the events above. These stories, so far, are\ndetailed below. And some of the stories I simply cannot recall the\ncorrect chronology. \n

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\nLeanne the Latex Nun

\nReading to Leanne / Leanne\nReading

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\nSo here’s one of those\nstories:

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\nLeanne the Latex Nun

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\nThere were times that Leanne\ncame to see me when I didn’t indulge in torturing her, usually\nbecause she had come to see me before she had fully recovered from\nthe previous session. I swear that there were times when I thought\nthat Leanne would have been happy to spend her life in continuous\ntorment. It was like a martyr syndrome. \n

\n On those occasions when I\ndecided to let her wounds recover we played less intensely. We would\nengage in non-sadistic activities. Instead I would humiliate Leanne,\ntelling her that she was a slut; having extended golden shower\nactivities in the bath; giving her an enema before raping her arse,\nand so on. \n

\n One of the best sessions –\nwhich we indulged in more than once – was having Leanne dress up as\na nun. Leanne is – or was – very religious, being a Christian. I\nthink that was one of the reasons why she had some of her fantasies,\nsuch as being crucified, or pierced with arrows like St Sebastian, or\nbeing burned on a wheel like St Catherine. Religion, pain, sex and\nsubmission were all mixed up in her mind.

\n I am the opposite. It is\nnot by chance that I chose the name Crowley as my nom de plume for my\nstories on the Fet Library. It is a nod to Aleister Crowley, 666, the\nGreat Beast. Not that I am a Satanist, for I don’t believe in any\nreligion. But if I did believe in such things then a Satanist I would\nbe. It is one of the reasons that I have written such short stories\nas Sleeping with the\nDevil or Seduction\nof the Innocent. I\nhave found girls who flirt with Satanism to be among the sexiest in\nthe past. Christians are the opposite. Leanne is the exception which\nproves the rule.

\n Anyway, after Leanne had\nbeen coming to see me for some time I decided that it was time to\nplay around with her religious attitudes. This was after that intense\nsession where I crucified her. I hoped that had got her religion out\nof her system, for it was now time to embrace the devil, so to speak.\nAs she had chosen to give up her safe word I was going to give her no\nchoice in the matter. I was going to debase her, and break her just a\nlittle further by having her debase the things which she had used to\nbelieve in. It was just one part in moulding her into becoming not\njust a painslut, but the ultimate submissive slut, who would do\nanything without question, no matter how disgusting a normal person\nmight find it. But we were not normal people.

\n I took her measurements.\nInitially I was going to buy her a normal nun’s outfit (and I did\nget that costume later), but I saw a latex nun’s uniform which I\ncould not resist. There is something about a latex nun – bother\nperverse and pseudo-religious at the same time. It is a costume which\nhas seen a lot of service so far, due to my nun fetish.

\n The first time that I had\nLeanne dress up in it we did not play inside my house. It was one of\nthe few occasions when we played elsewhere. Not far from me there is\nan old, overgrown graveyard where nobody goes. You can tell that\nnobody goes there by the fact that the grass tend to be three feet\nhigh. Nobody cuts it. Ideally I would have taken Leanne to a nunnery\nto play, but that wasn’t possible in the real world. I felt that an\nold graveyard would be enough to humiliate her religious\nsensibilities.

\n We drove out late at night,\nLeanne in the latex, trying not to be seen. Not that anybody cared.\nNot that we actually passed anybody. The only thing we saw on the way\nto the graveyard was an urban fox running along the street.

\n I parked at the entrance to\nthe graveyard. I had to go down a short drive to the place. My car\nwouldn’t be seen from the road.

\n “Get out, slut of Satan.”\nI said, trying to get into character. Leanne gave me an odd glance,\nbut did exit the car.

\n I got a bolt cutter out of\nthe boot of my car. Leanne raised her eyebrows.

\n “Don’t worry, it’s\nnot for you.” I muttered. I thought that I heard her say shame\nunder her breath. What, did she want me to snip bits off? I wasn’t\ngoing to do that. But it was interesting to know where her head was\nat.

\n I walked over to the gate\nleading into the graveyard. I’d already checked it out the other\nnight. There was a chain and padlock on the gate to keep people out\nduring the hours of darkness. I cut through the padlock, and removed\nthe chain. We went in.

\n I led Leanne over to some\ngraves set back from the walls nearest to the road. Nobody would see\nus.

\n “Kneel and suck my cock,\nwhore.” I said. I tried to sound as harsh as I could. But it was\njust play acting.

\n “Yes, master.” Leanne\nsaid. She knelt on the cool grass and took the end of the cock in her\nmouth. Oh, but her skills had massively improved since I had first\nmet her. It was not long before I had to pull out, otherwise I would\nhave cum a lot earlier than I had intended.

\n “Lie on your front, you\nlatex slut.” I said. Leanne was soon lying down on the grass. I\nmoved aside her latex habit, raising the skirt to reveal her naked\nbackside. I spat on her anus, and slowly entered her anus with my\nerect cock. Despite the lack of real lubrication, I entered with\nminimal difficulty. I spent some pleasant time slowly raping this\nlatex nun’s arsehole, trying to verbally humiliate her as I did so.\nThe slippery latex felt great as I lay on Leanne.

\n Eventually I wanted to cum.\nI pulled out of her arsehole.

\n “Kneel before me for your\ngift.” I commanded. Leanne quickly changed position, kneeling on\nher haunches, gazing up at me with her big doe eyes. God, she was a\nturn on. I spunked all over her face and her latex costume.

\n “Open your mouth.” I\nsaid. Leanne opened her mouth. She knew what was coming next. I put\nmy glans just inside her mouth, and pissed, cutting off the stream\nseveral times so that she could swallow all of the hot piss. Normally\nmy pissing in her mouth would suggest that the session was over. But\nthere was one more thing which I wanted to do.

\n Leanne, as part of her nun\noutfit, was wearing a crucifix on a chain. I grabbed it and pulled it\noff her, breaking the weak chain as I did so. I threw it on the grass\nin front of Leanne.

\n “Piss on it.” I\ncommanded her. Leanne looked up at me. She did not say no, but\nneither did she piss on the crucifix. \n

\n “I am your master. There\nare no limits, and you must obey me. Piss on the cross.” I said.

\n Leanne eventually raised\nher latex habit, as she squatted over the crucifix. It took her some\ntime, but, eventually, she pissed on the crucifix. It was only then\nthat we returned to my house. I think that of everything which we had\ndone so far, that one act had been the hardest for Leanne.

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\nIf I had hoped to break her\nreligion, though, it was a failure. Later Leanne told me that, in her\nmind, it was not her willingly pissing on the cross, but the devil,\nwho had momentarily possessed her. But she had not done it willingly,\nand she said that she still had her faith, and that it was stronger\nthan ever. \n

\n Despite the humiliation not\nbreaking Leanne’s dependence on her religion, we have played many\ntimes with her as a depraved nun. I think that, each time, she tells\nherself that she is possessed, and that allows her to do sacrilegious\nacts without her giving up her faith. They are mental circumlocutions\nwhich I cannot begin to understand. What I do, know, is that Leanne\nlooks very sexy in the latex nun outfit, fucking herself with a large\nwooden crucifix, and begging the Devil to rape her.

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\nThe End

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