Jude was too afraid to move a muscle. The humiliation was tearing her apart. It was a relieve as the blade left her body but her arms were still held behind her back and she couldn't feel her numb hands anymore.

Mary Eunice was stronger than she ever believed but that may be the demon inside the young woman, she had thought off like a daughter. But now she was kneeling in front of her, naked, not just with her body but with her very soul too.

The nun knew everything about her, past and present, her thoughts and hidden dreams. She had tortured her with electroshocks and solitary but the worst was yet to come...

Jude looked down at Timothy who tried desperately to contain himself. She felt his excitement against her but the thin fabric of his boxers were still holding him securely.

The priest was concentrated not to come then and there. A beautiful woman was kneeling above him but it wasn't just any woman, it was his Jude. 

Timothy had forgotten that Mary Eunice was still in the bedroom with them. All he could think of was holding back his growing desire. Her scent filled his nostrils and without being able to stop himself, he looked up at Jude.

Her blond locks were falling past her creamy shoulders but didn't cover her  full breasts. Timothy didn't dare to look farther down her body and decided to stare into her beautiful eyes.

He could see her inner turmoil and how humiliated she felt but he didn't see any disgust nor anger. Both were innocent, forced to do what neither wanted. The priest wanted to comfort Jude, to tell her everything is going to be alright but he couldn't, it would only be a lie.

A single tear rolled down Judes cheek, alone like she has been for so long. His eyes were filled remorse and pain but also with wonderment and lust.

She couldn't deny that she had dreamed about it for so long but Timothy had changed or worse, her eyes had been closed for too long. He hadn't helped her nor had he stopped Mary Eunice and Dr Arden. He had left her alone and Jude wasn't sure if she still felt the same way for him.

Timothy watched her expression changing and knew how she felt. Weeks ago, both were happily working together, trying to rise up the steps of church and now their dream had been destroyed and Jude had to live for the rest of her life in Briarcliff. He had walked away from her.

Jude was the main victim and he just something to hurt her further. It had been a game from the beginning and the demon played with them. If he lost his virtue, he couldn't become pope nor cardinal. The demon used Jude to destroy their dream completely. Everything they had worked so hard for and he would leave her nonetheless.

Anger was rising inside of him. They had to fight Mary together and stop being her toy. Moving up as fast as he could, his body fell down the bed again. "What do you think you're doing? We didn't even started yet Monsignor."

Mary Eunice was getting inpatient, it wasn't as much fun as she had hoped. The priest was getting stronger than she had expected. With one swift motion, the blade cutted his last barrier. The cotton fell away and Mary grabbed it to yank it completely off his body.

Jude shrieked as Mary moved and jumped up slightly, unknowingly assisting her to undress him. "I didn't bring her here for you, only to watch."

Timothy felt something grab his throat and for a moment all air left his body. Mary guided him inside of Jude who was still too confused about the sudden movements. As she was able to break free from Marys hard grip, she felt her hips against Timothys.

Her body tingled as he entered her. It had been so long for her but after a couple of seconds, the slightly pain faded away.

A moan left her throat and her hips moved forward. Timothy gasped as the dead grip against his throat loosened, followed by a moan at the feeling of himself buried deep inside of her. It happened so fast but now it was consuming him with want.

"Doesn't it feel like a warm, wet kiss Monsignor? How long did you have to wait to feel so much pleasure?"

Being able to move his hands again, Timothy pushed Judes hips harder against him. Jude moaned again and stabilized herself on top of him with her slightly numb hands.

Mary Eunice watched them with curiosity. She had taken his virtue, her ultimate goal. His purity was gone and the demon far more powerful than before. This holy place was now her playground and nobody could stop her anymore.

Jude licked her lips as she lost herself in all her hidden dreams and fantasies. They would go to rome together, he would marry her, he would be always hers... She couldn't distinguish between her fantasy and the reality. It felt too good to be true.

The priest groaned beneath her as he felt what had been out of question - pleasure.

His hips moved up against Jude, the act itself was too pleasurable to hold back any longer. As he felt himself on the brink, he opened his eyes "Jude" and emptied himself deep inside of her.

Mary Eunice stood and watched them. A priest and a former nun, now patient. What would the church think about it? What would they do if they ever found out? Feeling satisfied with herself, Mary left. Only one way to know how the church might react...