The Ritual by Sissy Morgar666

Her waist had been reduced to an impressive twenty-one inch through surgery and a strict corsetting regime. When she was first locked into the heavily boned latex corset, she could barely breath but now it just feels as natural as as a part of her.

 

The sight from the mirror would have belonged to a sexy woman apart from what appeared between her legs. Straining painfully inside the smallest steel chastity cage was a penis that has been deprived of release since she arrived at the convent. Her balls had swelled up early on and there was a constant ache from all her pent up lusts. The tip of her cage was always glistening with drops of precum that dripped down in a viscous strand wherever she went.

 

Today is a special day. She has been informed that her old self would be ending today as she steps into a new chapter of her life. She will be reborn today in a wedding.

 

Several nuns were in her room, getting her hair done and her wedding gown ready for the ceremony. They all had similiar figures but unlike her nude self, they were all clothed in sleek black latex that was fashioned like a nun’s habit. The tunic was a skin tight black latex bodysuit with red lining, held by a heavily boned red corset similiar to her own. It was also crotchless and exposed tiny chastity cages that imprisoned the sissy clitties of their owners. Tiny glistening drops of white stained the front of their latex covered thighs like pearls, letting the sissy know that they too have been without release for a long time. The coif was a full head hood with only an opening for the mouth and the veil was a crimson red piece of latex with patterns of flowers and a pentagram etched all over. The only ornament they wore was a heavy silver pendant shaped like a pentagram with a goat’s head on it.

 

The latex nuns never spoke and looked like faceless plastic dolls. The sissy remembered being unnerved by the sight of them when she first arrived. The busy clicking sound made by the heels of their thigh high boots filled the room as they hurried on with their tasks.

 

“How is our newest sister this lovely evening?”

 

The sissy turned at the voice and saw that the Mother Superior has just walked into the room. A stunning and voluptuous lady in her late forties, she stepped towards the sissy as the other nuns parted to make way for her. She was dressed in a similiar nun outfit but lined with gold. The main difference was where her exposed crotch was, there was no caged penis but a real vagina, pierced with multiple thick steel rings that jangled with every step she took. The intoxicating scent of her sex follwed her as she moved across the room. Her exposed breasts were heavy and pendulous, and had their own set of thick rings dangling from her dark nipples.

 

She stopped in front of the sissy and lifted the sissy’s chin with her fingers as she studied her face. The sissy still remembered their first meeting, being mesmerized by the Mother Superior’s bewitching stare. During the meeting, the sissy was invited to join her family and become one of her daughters. After being claimed, the sissy was instructed to always address the beautiful seductress as Mommy.

 

“Yes, this will do. You look lovely, my darling. I am sure Master will be satisfied with you tonight. Get her ready, my dears.”

 

The Mother Superior snapped her fingers and several latex nuns walked towards the sissy. Her hands are held up as her corset is removed and oil was poured down and rubbed all over every crevice of her body. The touch was electrifying and caused her caged clitty to twitch even more painfully in her cage. Pain and pleasure flooded her mind as her hairless balls are squeezed and kneaded by one of the nuns. As the oil is gradually massaged onto her body, her skin gave off a sheen under the light.

 

A pair of nuns walked over, carrying a gown between them. It was a full length wedding gown but made of pure white shiny latex with red lace borders. The sissy stepped into the gown as it was pulled up to cover her curvy body. It was a tight fit and she struggled to wear the garment, the pair of nuns pulling gently to smooth the latex onto her body like it was a second skin. A full headed hood was fitted over her head, with openings for her eyes and mouth to fit into. A thick rubber collar was clamped around her neck and a chain with a leash attached to the hook. She then steeped into a pair of thigh high heeled boots which a nun attached the straps onto. Finally, a white latex veil was lowered over her head completing the entire outfit. She was rubbed down with oil again so that the latex was suitably glossy and shiny.

 

The sissy was led to stand in front of the mirror again by the Mother superior. The image of a latex doll was reflected, both sensual and whorish at the same time. Her gigantic breasts were exposed and swung obscenely with every movement while her caged clitty was already dripping copious amount of pale sticky strands onto the floor. The Mother superior gently tweaked the sissy’s long nipples, sending another electrifying jolt down her spine and making her shudder with restrained lust.

 

“Excellent. You look positively divine. I am sure the guests will find you enchanting when you are presented. You will make a wonderful wife for our Lord and Master, Mother. Now let us go and prepare your child for tonight’s event.”

 

The assembled nuns parted and the Mother superior took the leash and tugged gently, leading the sissy to walk unsteadily out of the room into the dark hallway and into her new life.