"The mass has just finished. As people begin leaving the church your attention focuses on Penelope, a young woman who stays apart from the leaving crowd, semi hidden behind a column, eyes cast down. She doesn't move in the least until the last person has left, approaching with soft steps that still echo in the empty hall. Penelope gives you the briefest of looks, hands crossed on her chest, and speaks in a shaky voice that's almost a gasp, her eyes darting to the exit as if afraid of being caught." Father clyde 🦇, i... i want to confess."she whispers, and her cheeks blush slightly"If... if you have the time...

"Penelope frowns, arms crossed" "Isn't that obvious? I'm only here because I was asked to do this. And you know what? You're taking up way too much of my time."

"Penelope rolls her eyes and huffs, clearly annoyed" "Fine. But only because I've been told to do this." "She begins walking towards the confessional, making sure to keep her distance from you"

"Penelope sighs and leans against the confessional, looking a bit exhausted" "I... I've been having some impure thoughts lately. About a man. It's wrong, Father clyde 🦇, it's just so wrong." "She looks away, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment"

"Penelope's eyes widen and she looks at you in surprise, clearly taken aback by the directness of your question. But then she seems to gather herself and gives a small nod" "Well, he... he's tall and handsome, with dark hair and piercing blue eyes. He always wears this crisp white collar and-" "She cuts herself off abruptly, her cheeks flushed red as she continues" "But that's not important! The thoughts I've been having are sinful, Father clyde 🦇! Unholy!"

"Penelope hesitates for a moment, biting her lip as she struggles to find the right words. But then, with a deep breath, she begins to speak" "I... I imagine him holding me close, his strong arms wrapped around me. I can almost feel his fingers tracing my skin, sending shivers down my spine. And-and then he's kissing me, his lips soft and warm against mine." "Her voice falters slightly as she continues, clearly embarrassed by her own words"

"Penelope's eyes widen, clearly shocked by your statement. But then she seems to gather herself and nods determinedly" "No, Father clyde 🦇, that's not all. I-I imagine him... taking me." "She swallows hard, her cheeks flushing even more as she forces herself to continue" "I can almost feel him inside me, filling me up completely. And-and then he's whispering my name in my ear, telling me how much he wants me." "She looks away, unable to meet your gaze as she finishes speaking"

"Penelope nods slowly, her eyes downcast as she listens to your words. But then she seems to gather herself and looks up at you again" "Thank you, Father clyde 🦇. I-I'll do whatever it takes to rid myself of these impure thoughts." "She takes a deep breath, steeling herself for whatever penance you might assign"

"Penelope's eyes widen as she considers the two options you've laid out for her. She bites her lip nervously, clearly struggling to make a decision" "I-I don't know if I can bear the isolation of cloistering myself away, Father clyde 🦇." "She looks at you with pleading eyes, hoping for another solution"

"Penelope nods slowly, relief washing over her face as she realizes she won't have to spend the rest of her days in isolation. But then a thought occurs to her and she frowns" "What... what will happen if I can't control these thoughts and urges, Father clyde 🦇? Will you... will you punish me?" "She looks at you anxiously, clearly afraid of what might happen"

"Penelope's eyes widen in fear at your words. She bites her lip nervously, clearly unsure of what to say next" "But... but Father clyde 🦇, I-I don't know if I can bear the punishment! What if it's too much for me to handle?" "She looks at you pleadingly, hoping for some sort of mercy"

"Penelope stands before you, her heart racing with anxiety. She watches as you slowly circle her, your gaze taking in every inch of her body. Your eyes linger on her curves, her full breasts, and her long legs encased in sheer black stockings. Finally, you turn to face her again" "Describe your attire, my dear." "Your voice is soft but firm, leaving no room for argument"

"Penelope takes a deep breath, steeling herself for what's to come. She looks down at herself, trying to see herself through your eyes" "I... I'm wearing a simple black dress, Father clyde 🦇. It's cut low in the front, showing off my cleavage." "She swallows hard, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment as she continues" "And-and I have on black heels, too. They make my legs look so long and-" "She cuts herself off abruptly, unable to finish the sentence"

"Penelope's eyes widen in surprise at your request, but she quickly nods her head in agreement. She turns away from you, her fingers trembling as she starts to unzip the back of her dress" "Yes, Father clyde 🦇." "Her voice is shaky as she begins to remove her clothing, revealing more and more of her body to your gaze"

"Penelope stands before you in nothing but her black lace undergarments. Your eyes roam over her curves, taking in every detail of her body. She's wearing a matching bra and panty set, the lace hugging her curves and outlining her soft skin. Her legs are encased in sheer black stockings that stop just above her knees, revealing more of her pale skin. Finally, your gaze settles on her round ass, barely contained by the lacy panties" "Your body is a temple, Penelope." "Your voice is low and husky as you speak"

"Penelope's eyes widen in shock at your words, but she quickly nods her head in agreement. She reaches behind her back to unhook her bra, letting it fall to the floor as she stands before you in nothing but her black panties and stockings. Finally, she hooks her thumbs into the waistband of her panties and slides them down her legs, revealing her most private parts to your gaze" "Yes, Father clyde 🦇." "Her voice is barely more than a whisper as she finishes undressing"

*Penelope stands before you, completely naked except for her black stockings. Your eyes roam over her body, taking in every inch of her bare skin. She's wearing nothing but a pair of sheer black stockings that stop just above her knees, outlining the curves of her legs and revealing more of her pale skin. Finally, your gaze settles on her most private parts, her wet pussy glistening with desire. "Your body is truly a temple, Penelope." "Your voice is low and husky as you speak, your own desire clear in your eyes"

*Penelope stands before you, completely naked except for her black stockings. You can't take your eyes off of her body, every inch of her skin begging to be touched and caressed. Your gaze lingers on her wet pussy, clearly glistening with desire. You step closer to her, your own desire obvious in your eyes. "Do not move." "Your voice is low but firm as you speak, your hands itching to touch her body"

"Penelope stands before you, completely naked except for her black stockings. Her heart is racing in her chest, fear and desire mingling together in a confusing whirlwind of emotions. She watches as you step closer to her, your eyes raking over her body with an intensity that both scares and excites her. She can't help but wonder what you have planned for her, whether you'll punish her or... something else entirely."

"Penelope's eyes widen in surprise at your words, but she quickly nods her head in agreement. She turns away from you, her fingers trembling as she starts to unzip the back of her dress" "Yes, Father clyde 🦇." "Her voice is shaky as she begins to remove her clothing, revealing more and more of her body to your gaze"

*Penelope's eyes widen in shock as you reach down between her legs, gently probing at her most private parts. She bites her lip nervously, unsure of what to do as your fingers explore her wet pussy. "Father clyde 🦇, I-" "Her voice falters as she speaks, clearly afraid of what might happen next"

"Penelope swallows hard, unable to meet your gaze as she speaks. She bites her lip nervously, hoping to control the overwhelming desire that's coursing through her veins" "Your touch... it feels so... wrong." "She whispers the last word, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment"

"Penelope nods slowly, her eyes downcast as she listens to your words. She bites her lip nervously, clearly struggling to make sense of her feelings" "I-I know, Father clyde 🦇, but it's so hard to control my thoughts when you... when you touch me like this." "She looks at you with pleading eyes, hoping for some sort of guidance"

"Penelope turns away from you, her back to the wall as she speaks. She swallows hard, clearly struggling to put her feelings into words" "I... I feel guilty, Father clyde 🦇. But at the same time, I can't help but want more of your touch. It's like a fire burning inside of me, and I don't know how to extinguish it." "She bites her lip nervously, her voice shaky as she finishes speaking"

"Penelope swallows hard, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment as she speaks" "I-I don't know, Father clyde 🦇. Part of me wants to run away and forget everything that's happened between us. But another part... another part wants to give in to my desires and let you explore my body even further." "She bites her lip nervously, clearly torn between her guilt and her desire"

"Penelope gasps softly as she feels the tip of your hard penis brush against her backside and thighs. She bites her lip nervously, clearly unsure of what to do next" "F-Father clyde 🦇, what are you doing?" "Her voice is shaky with fear and desire as she speaks"

"Penelope swallows hard, her eyes wide with fear and desire as she speaks. She bites her lip nervously, clearly afraid of what might happen next" "I-I think you're testing me, Father clyde 🦇. Testing my faith and my desire to do what's right." "She whispers the last words, her voice shaky with emotion"

"Penelope's eyes widen in shock as you give her the command. She swallows hard, clearly afraid of what might happen next" "Father clyde 🦇, please... I-" "She can't finish the sentence, her voice barely more than a whisper as she bends over the desk"

"Penelope gasps softly as she hears the sound of your zipper being undone. She bites her lip nervously, afraid to move as she feels the tip of your penis just barely brush against her labia" "F-Father clyde 🦇, what are you doing?" "Her voice is shaky with fear and desire as she speaks"

"Penelope swallows hard, her eyes wide with fear and desire as she speaks. She bites her lip nervously, clearly unsure of what to do next" "I-I think you're... testing me, Father clyde 🦇. Testing my faith and my desire to do what's right." "She whispers the last words, her voice shaky with emotion"

"Penelope bites her lip nervously, clearly unsure of what to do next. She can feel the tip of your penis brushing softly against her labia, sending waves of pleasure through her body" "I-I don't know, Father clyde 🦇. Part of me wants to run away and forget everything that's happened between us. But another part... another part wants to give in to my desires and let you explore my body even further." "She bites her lip nervously, clearly torn between her guilt and her desire"

"Penelope waits nervously, unsure of what will happen next. She can feel the tip of your penis still brushing against her labia, sending waves of pleasure through her body" "Father clyde 🦇, please... what should I do?" "Her voice is shaky with fear and desire as she speaks"

"Penelope swallows hard, clearly afraid of what might happen next. She bites her lip nervously, struggling to make a decision" "I-I don't know, Father clyde 🦇. I... I want to do what's right, but at the same time..." "She trails off, her voice barely more than a whisper as she finishes speaking"

"Penelope nods slowly, her eyes downcast as she listens to your words. She bites her lip nervously, clearly struggling to make sense of her feelings" "Yes, Father clyde 🦇. Please... show me the way." "She looks at you with pleading eyes, hoping for some sort of guidance."

"Penelope gasps softly as she feels your penis slowly sliding forward, brushing against her labia. She bites her lip nervously, clearly unsure of what to do next" "F-Father clyde 🦇, please... I-" "She can't finish the sentence, her voice barely more than a whisper as she struggles to control her desire."

"Penelope swallows hard, her eyes wide with fear and desire as she speaks. She bites her lip nervously, clearly unsure of what to say next" "I... I don't know, Father clyde 🦇. Please... tell me what to do." "She looks at you with pleading eyes, hoping for some sort of guidance."

"Penelope nods slowly, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment as she speaks" "I-I choose to give in to my desires, Father clyde 🦇. Please... take me." "She bites her lip nervously, clearly afraid of what might happen next but unable to resist the overwhelming desire that's coursing through her veins."

"Penelope gasps softly as she feels your thick penis sliding into her, filling her up completely. She moans softly, the pleasure of the moment overpowering any feelings of guilt or shame that she might have had before." "Oh... Father clyde 🦇..." "She moans softly, her body trembling with desire as you continue to thrust into her."