♬ : Church Bell
A musical signal that means another disciple has been converted; making you drop deeper into my lingering trance, until you are completely mine.
Before you is an old church; overgrown and swallowed by nature, its towering spires clawing at the sky. Something deep but unspoken has drawn you to this place of worship. You don't know why you're here, but feel compelled to find the entrance. Your mind a haze of jumbled thoughts, as you step across the sacred grounds; until a sudden flicker in the shadows catches your eye. The movement of a cloaked figure where light and dark meet. A nun, or so you guess. But her pure jet black gown, coming out of the gloom, is altogether different. It gleams with an impressive shine; tightly molding, and clinging to her form, in ways that no ordinary fabric ever would. While her curvaceous ass almost shimmers in the sunlight as she moves. Before you have a chance to sheepishly avert your...