EXTRACT FOR
A Nun In Bondage
(DIXON KUNTZ)

    "Maria, I am going let you discover the joys of pain.  Mother superior has informed me you had been tormented by demons back in Spain.  I am going to bring out these demons.  You see, I am also the village Shaman."  And with that, he made an incision across the tips of both nipples. 

    I screamed with shock and pain, but that didn't deter him.  He merely leaned forward and licked the blood coming from my mutilated nipples.

    Next, he picked up the cane Tony dropped and came over and standing to my side, began to stroke my breasts, nipples and hips with it.  The pain was excruciating.  My screams were increasing in volume.

    Suddenly, the pain, the sounds, the whole ambience reminded me of my dreams.  The feeling of helplessness combined with raw eroticism of being taken by strange dark men, became a reality.  I was exactly in the same situation I experienced in my dreams.

    Unlike dreams, this was real.  The sound of the cane hitting me was real.  The rising welts on my skin were real.  The way my vagina responded by increasing becoming moist was certainly real.

    As I squirmed under the seemingly never ending blows of the mayor, I suddenly realized that this was a pleasurable experience.  It was painful, yet at the same time, enjoyable.  A truly unexplainable conundrum.

    "Oh, oh, give it to me!"  Mother superior was yelling out as Tony started to vigorously thrust his penis up her anus.  At the same time, he was slapping her nipple with his right hand while pulling her short hair back with his left.

    Meanwhile, the mayor came over with a whip.  He started to flog me across the breasts with it and continued around my body.  After a few minutes, he placed the whip on a table and came over with a candle.  He lit the candle and then when a sufficient amount of wax had melted, he brought it over and started to drip it onto my mutilated nipples.  I screamed because this was truly painful.  And unlike the caning and flogging, this was not pleasurable.  Yet, he not only did my nipples, but he applied the wax (along with some of the fire) to my labia.  He burned some of my pubic hair.  He walked around and I heard him blow out the candle and as soon as the fire was out, he jammed the still smoldering end of the candle up my ass cheeks and my anus.  

    I never felt so much pain in my life.  He tried to jam the candle up my anus but my vigorous squirming probably convinced him to try something else.  I was panting with both pain and fear.  What else would this savage from the darkest part of Africa come up with next?  It was hard to believe he was a Christian.