Thalia sat on her bed, spreading her legs and looking at her chastity belt, and the tubes that disappeared into her.
She breathed in as her hand moved to her urinary catheter, gently tugging at it, blushing as she winced and gasped from the sensation.
It was the only way she could quench her burning need, even though the sensations were both painful and embarrassing.
She bit her lip, tugging at her catheter again, closing her eyes and gasping as the discomfort shot through her.
She could not help herself, though, as she picked herself up and trudged towards the bathroom, her mind set on a course of action.
Squatting down with her legs spread, she reached down, grasping the tube that disappeared into her anus.
Her face flushed red, embarrassed to even consider what she was about to do.
"God, forgive me..." She whimpered.
She bit her lip and took a hose, joining it to her catheter, and turned on the faucet, her heart pounding.
A warm water flowed through her anus, filling her intestines, and she shuddered, her knees trembling, her pussy aching.
She squatted there, her face beet-red, as the water filled her, until her bowels were full.
She disconnected the hose, and hurried to the toilet, her stomach cramping, and squatted down.
She closed her eyes and grunted, pushing, her bowels loosening.
A warm watery mess splashed into the bowl, and she breathed a sigh of relief.
She continued like this for a while, enjoying the sensation of emptying herself.
She could not cum, and her urges had been getting worse. She had taken to wearing the belt, but now, even the belt was not enough to keep her from her urges.
She was ashamed of herself. Ashamed of her actions. But she had to do something, to ease her desires.
She washed her hands, and returned to her bedroom, her mind troubled.
***
The next day, she went to confession, and sat before the screen, her heart pounding.
"Forgive me, father, for I have sinned." She whispered.
"Speak, my child."
"I have sinned, Father." Thalia whispered, her face burning, "I have sinned against God, and myself."
"What is it that troubles you, child?"
"I cannot...control myself, father." She looked down, her cheeks red, "I cannot stop myself from pleasuring my body, even with... with a chastity belt."
She heard Luca sigh softly. "How do you pleasure yourself with the chastity belt, child?"
"I...I have...taken to cleaning myself...inside."
"That is an act of cleansing, child." Luca said, "Nothing more."
"No, Father. I...I push water inside me, and...and I empty my bowels. I..." Thalia shook her head, blushing furiously. "I like it, Father."
"Ah." Luca was silent for a moment. "You have an unquenchable thirst, child."
"I'm sorry, Father. Please help me. I...I'm a slut. I'm disgusting. I need help."
"Come here, child."
"Yes, Father."
Thalia got up, her legs shaking. She walked through the door into the other room, and approached Luca, kneeling before him.
"Show me your chastity belt, child."
Thalia pulled up her skirt, showing him the shiny silver belt.
"I will take this off, child. Perhaps we need to approach your struggle with a different method. A more practical form of moral discipline."
Thalia looked up. "Y...yes, Father."
"Have you ever heard of moral training used by some monasteries and convents? Especially when it comes to dealing with temptations?"
Thalia blinked. "N-no, Father."
"Moral training involves training sessions with a priest or a superior." Luca explained, "It is a series of exercises that train the individual to resist temptations, usually with methods such as punishments and rewards."
Thalia nodded slowly, her eyes wide. "I... I can try."
"As we embark on this journey of moral discipline, it is important that we establish regular periods for your training. What times of the day would you find most suitable for these exercises?" Luca rummaged in a drawer, producing the key to Thalia's chastity belt.
"I...I am free in the evenings."
"Very well." Luca motioned to the gyno chair. "Lie down."
Thalia swallowed and walked to the chair, laying back with her legs spread wide. Luca lifted her skirt and unlocked her belt, and pulled it off, slowly extracting the tubes from her holes as Thalia winced and squirmed. He then slipped his hands under her blouse, removing her chastity bra as well.
"There." He said, placing the belt and bra on the table, "You will not need that. When would you like to begin your training? Today?"
Thalia's heart raced, and she nodded slowly. "Y-yes, Father. I don't really know how...how this goes. But I want to do the Lord's work. And, if this will help, I'll do it."
"Very well." Luca stepped closer, looking down at her. "You may get down from the chair. Kneel before me, and I will brief you."
Thalia slowly stood, her legs trembling, and knelt on the floor, looking up at him.
"Our main endeavour is to help you resist the temptations of the flesh. During our training sessions, I will attempt to entice and stimulate your body, and you will need to resist the urge to respond. Should you falter, you will be punished. Of course, you will be rewarded if you respond well."
Thalia's eyes widened, and she swallowed. "F-Father, you mean you... I... You're going to..."
"You have nothing to fear, child." Luca smiled kindly as he put a hand on her shoulder. "These sessions are meant to help you gain control over your fleshly urges."
"What... what will happen if I fail, Father?"
"Your punishment will vary depending on the nature of your failure. But you must be aware that each failure will result in a greater degree of punishment. You said you would want to begin today?"
"Y-yes."
"Good." He walked over to the door, closing and locking it.
Thalia swallowed, watching him, her heart racing.
"Take off your clothes, and then kneel before me."
Thalia tensed up, and hesitated, her face flushed. "F...Father?"
"Do you not trust me, child?"
"No, it's not that, Father. I just... I..."
"Then, remove your clothes."
Thalia's hands were shaking as she unbuttoned her blouse, and slipped it off, folding it and putting it on the floor. She then kicked off her shoes, and slid her skirt down, folding it and putting it with the blouse. She stood there in naked, her face beet-red.
"Good. Now raise your arms and thrust out your teats, child. Vulnerability is a part of the process."
Thalia hesitated, and slowly raised her arms above her head, her breasts jiggling slightly.
"Do not be ashamed of your body, child. It is a beautiful creation of the Lord, and you should be proud of it."
Thalia looked down, biting her lip, her face flushed.
"Now, let us begin. We will start with simple touches, to help you get used to being touched." Luca reached out, gently cupping one of her breasts.
Thalia shivered, gasping, her nipple stiffening.
