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Ella sat up from her bed, feeling groggy, her eyes adjusting to the light.
She had been here for... three days? Maybe?
She didn't know anymore. She had aged out of foster care a few weeks ago, and her life was a mess.
Ella didn't know where to go. She was too shy and self-conscious to talk to people, and she didn't know what to do. The priest she was staying with - Father Luca - was a very kind man. He helped her settle in, gave her food and clothes, and was a great listener. He even let her stay here.
But it soon changed.
Father Luca was not what he seemed.
The first night, Ella was taken aback as he told her that he wanted to help her with her sexual deviancy, and her self-harm.
She was scared, but she assumed he was doing something out of kindness.
By the second night, she was starting to feel something was off. The drug, the anal plug... Luca's sadistic smiles as he watched her struggle...
Ella shuddered as a wave of terror washed over her.
She was trapped. She had no way out.
Her head snapped up as she heard the door opening, her heart skipping.
Luca stood there, and he smiled as he saw her, his eyes glinting.
"Hello, child."
Ella instinctively scrambled back, whimpering.
"Now, now, child. That's not very polite, is it?"
"G.. go away!"
"That's not what you said when you orgasmed five times under my care yesterday." Luca said, his smile turning predatory. "From the anal plug alone."
"I didn't want to! I never wanted any of this! You drugged me, you - you-"
"You're not a good Christian, are you, child?"
"You're not a good priest, are you?" Ella retorted, her eyes widening as she realized what she had said.
"Well, well, well. I have a sassy little slut, don't I?" Luca walked towards her, the demeanor of a kindly priest gone.
"G-get away! Get away!"
Luca grabbed her, and Ella struggled, but he was too strong.
Luca perp-walked the struggling young woman to a torture rack, Ella's eyes widening as she recognized it from last night when she was drugged.
"No, no, no, no, please, don't, please, I'll be good, I'll be good-"
"That's not very convincing, is it?" Luca strapped her in, the restraints tight, her arms raised straight, her legs open.
Ella sobbed, shaking her head, her heart pounding.
Luca chuckled, pinching her petite breasts. "The group home never gave you much nutrition, hmm? Now, you'll need a punishment for that comment earlier."
Ella trembled, her heart pounding.
"Let's see, let's see." Luca looked around, his eyes darting across the shelves, his finger tapping his chin.
Ella looked up, her eyes widening, her breath catching in her throat.
"A-ah, yes. This one." Luca selected a pair of nipple clamps, and turned, smiling at her.
"W-what are those?"
"Nipple clamps. Metal ones, to be exact."
"D-don't put them on me!"
"Shhh. You need to be taught a lesson. These are going to be a punishment." Luca gently attached the nipple clamp, and Ella felt the metal bite her nipple, and she hissed, shaking her head.
"Stop it! Stop it!"
"Can't even handle one?" Luca smirked, attaching the second one, and Ella cried out as she felt the pain on her nipples.
Luca then pulled on the chain between the nipple clamps, and Ella wailed, her arms and legs straining against the restraints.
"No! Please, please, it hurts!"
"You should have thought of that before talking to me like that." Luca said, looking at her with sadistic amusement, watching her writhe as he tugged on the chain.
"Hmm. Young nipples are so sensitive. So tender. I might just have to put some weights on these."
Ella's body shook in terror, and she shook her head. "Please, don't."
"Oh, but I want to. And, well, I'm the only one here."
Ella whimpered, and Luca left, returning a minute later, his hands full of small weights.
He attached them one by one to the chain, and Ella cried out, her chest heaving, her nipples aching, the pain making her tear up.
Luca chuckled. "Now this is a very pretty sight."
Ella shook her head, her long hair bouncing, her body shaking.
"If we keep these on overnight, will your breasts grow, I wonder? Maybe they'll grow to be a cup size or two bigger."
"P-please take them off!" Ella begged, sobbing.
"I'm afraid not. You'll need to learn your lesson. And if your breasts grow because of this, well, you'll have bigger breasts, won't you?"
Ella sobbed, feeling her heart breaking as she realized her situation.
"Oh, look at the time." Luca looked up at the clock. "I have another appointment - " He stopped in his tracks, his eyes glinting.
"I know just the thing. Would you want some company?" Luca chuckled as he wrapped a blindfold around Ella's eyes, put a ball gag in her mouth, and ear plugs in her ears.
Ella shook her head, pleading muffled through the ball gag, tears streaming down her face as she was deprived of most of her senses.
Her world was now black, silent, and painful.
***
Thalia gingerly extracted the catheters from her body as she took off the chastity belt.
"Did you touch yourself, child?" Luca asked her.
"No, father." Thalia said proudly, thrusting out her chest as she knelt before Luca.
"Good."
"Thank you, father."
"We will have a different session tonight - something else that can atone for your sins. Would you like that?"
"Yes, father."
"Good girl. Come with me."
Thalia followed Luca into a room, and she gasped as she saw the scene before her.
A young woman was tied up and gagged, and had weights hanging off her nipple clamps, her eyes blindfolded and her ears blocked.
"She, much like you, has sinned. She must atone for her sins. You will be helping her and yourself atone."
