Time moves differently in hell. Sometimes slower, sometimes faster, but always differently.
Satan was sitting on his throne and Sister Juana was at his feet and jacking on his hard cock. The ex-nun had been converted to devil worship with most of the sisters of the Cloistered Convent of the Marionite Sisters and they had enjoyed themselves immensely until the authorities had become suspicious and Satan had been forced to retreat back to hell.
Juana had been the Mother Superior in those days and she still wore her nuns habit because it pleased Satan to have a nun worshipping his prick.
A large black dog came padding into the room and walked over to them. Juana automatically pulled her long habit up to her waist and opened her legs to let the animal get to get cunt and she looked up at The Devil and decided to speak.
"Will you allow this unworthy slut a question Master?" she asked.
Satan looked down at her and his deep barrelled voice rumbled, "Very well. Ask your question."
"Master," she began. "What has happened to all the other nuns who were at the convent with me. I used to see them all but I haven't seen any of them for a while."
"They are doing my business," he replied darkly.
Even although Juana wanted to say more she bit her tongue and said, "Yes Master," as she raised her butt slightly as the dog's tongue slid up her cunt.
Satan looked at her for a long time and suddenly clapped his hands. The dog looked up startled, and raced away and Juana cringed at his feet.
"Do not be afraid Juana. You have done nothing to displease me." Satan said.
She looked relieved and he continued, "But I have work for you to do and it is time that you joined your friends."
Juana gave him her full attention as he went on; "Your friends have been away these past months infiltrating a children's home for the retarded."
He looked down at her and asked, "Do you know what retards are Juana."
"Yes Master," she replied. "They're people whose minds are underdeveloped."
That wasn't the answer Satan was looking for and she cringed on the floor as he roared, "THEY'RE BASTARDS!! THEY'RE ALL BASTARDS AND I FUCKING HATE THEM!!!!"
The room seemed to shake with the fury in his voice, and when it died away, there was complete silence. Juana was shaking on the floor with her hands covering her ears and a petrified look on her face. As the last echoes of his voice died away, he sat back down on his throne and in a more normal voice he said, "Do you know why I hate them?"
She shook her head and swallowed hard. "No Master," she said in a small voice.
"I hate them because God loves them so much. He thinks they're special."
He leaned forward bringing his huge demonic face closer to Juana and his rancid breath washed over her as he continued, "No retard has ever worshiped me, and that is why they deserve to be hurt, humiliated, tortured and ridiculed."
He sat back and waited until Juana got up from lying prostrate on the floor and sat back at his feet.
"Your sisters have taken over the home from the normal nuns over many months." he informed her. "They now wait your arrival."
This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
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