Alex tucked his briefcase into the trunk of his car, and then shut the hatch. He was almost late for his weekly appointment with Sister Catherine. He quickly climbed the steps that lead to the parish rectory. It had almost been a year since he had began his weekly counseling sessions with the nun. Alex and his wife had been on the verge of divorce, and would have parted, if not for Sister Catherine's intervention.

Alex rang the bell, and stood waiting with his hands clasped behind his back. He didn't wait long for the door to open. Sister Catherine greeted him with her usual smile, and Alex soon followed her into the house. Even though she was barely thirty years old, Sister Catherine chose to dress in the traditional Nuns attire. Her long dress made swishing sounds as she walked through the hallway.

"Wait for me in the parlor." Sister Catherine told Alex, and continued through the house.

Alex made his way into the familiar parlor, and stood quietly looking out of the window.

"I thought that you were going to be late." Sister Catherine said as she stepped into the room. Her face was warm and friendly, and it glowed within the frame of her habit. She sat down in a large chair, and motioned for Alex to sit in a smaller chair across from her.

"So now, have we had any problems this week? How is Sue?" Sister Catherine asked with a smile

"Sues fine. Everything seems to be going well, but I am afraid that we had an argument on Friday." Alex said after a deep breath.

"What happened?" Said Sister Catherine.

"Well, I had to work late, and Sue had made dinner. I wasn't hungry when I came home, so I didn't eat. We ended up arguing about wasting the food, and how I didn't respect the time she had put into it. I tried to apologize Sister, but it was just some food." Alex explained

Sister Catherine nodded her head while she listened to Alex. "The problem is simple. You look at the food as being just that, food. Sue looks at all of the time and care that she put into making the food. It's the respect for her time that she is reacting to." She explained.

Alex let out a huff of air, and Sister Catherine could tell that he was frustrated, "I'm not saying that it's all your fault Alex. I am just trying to help you realize how she was feeling." She explained.

"I know Sister. It's just difficult at times." Alex said with a sigh.

"Don't worry about it Alex. Think about how much progress that you have made through the past year. Now, tell me what did Sue do after your fight?" Sister Catherine asked.

"She wouldn't let me go out with a few of the guys on Saturday. I think it was unfair. I worked hard all week long, and I deserved to have some relaxation." Alex explained.

Sister Catherine nodded. "Maybe you did, but it was Sues place to decide your punishment. Maybe it was too harsh, but that is not for me to decide. I am here to help you cope, and to help you obey." she said.

"I know Sister, and I appreciate it." Alex replied.

"Good. I want you to change your clothes so that we can start today's'' session." Sister Catherine told him.

Alex quickly left the room. A short brown robe hung in its usual spot in the bathroom. He changed into the robe, and then went back to the parlor. Alex had grown accustomed to Sister Catherine's methods, and knew that she was molding him into a better man. He knelt down by the side of her chair, with his hands clasped in front of him, and his head bowed.

Sister Catherine stood, and walked over to her desk. She withdrew a few items from one of her drawers, and spread them out on the desk. She momentarily fingered a black bag, but seemed to reconsider. Sister Catherine left her desk, and came to stand behind Alex. She nudged Alex on the back of his head, and he leaned forward. Alex pressed his face to the carpeted floor, and lifted his rear end into the air. The action caused his robe to slide down his back, revealing his round ass cheeks, and the black plug the sat snugly between them.

"Have you been wearing the plug to work every day?" Sister Catherine asked as she pulled his cheeks apart.

"Yes Sister." Alex replied.

Alex gave a slight grunt as Sister Catherine wiggled the plug around in his ass. She began to slowly pull the plug out, then pushed it back in. Sister Catherine repeated to process, as she tested the tightness of Alex's' asshole. She was satisfied with his progress. His ass was looser than in the previous weeks, and she knew that he was ready for a larger size. Sister Catherine withdrew the plug with a fluid motion, and watched as his asshole quickly snapped shut. Alex was breathing a bit faster by the time she was done, and he could feel his cock slowly growing.

"Yes, that slid out quite easily. You have progressed nicely. Has Sue been making you wear the plug in the evening?" She asked.

"Only some nights Sister. Usually when she wants to have sex. She says that it makes me harder." Alex said.

"Do you have any problem with that?" Sister asked him.

"No Sister." Alex replied.

Sister Catherine crossed back over to her desk, and pulled a small bottle from a drawer. "See, doing what she says is not something so hard. You will find, that with the right attitude, anything she asks will give you pleasure. Doing what she asks will be a reward all in itself." She told him.

Sister Catherine came back toward Alex, and stood in front of him. "Prepare my skirts." She told him simply. Alex reared up from his position, and began to slowly gather Sister Catherine's skirts in the manner she had taught him. He drew her skirts up, revealing the thick black dildo the thrust from between her legs. Alex fastened the hem of the skirt underneath the harness the Sister Catherine was wearing. He tucked the skirt under the straps, keeping the black cock fully exposed.

"Good. Now, kiss it." she told him.

Alex slowly kissed the tip of the black cock. He continued to place kisses all around the shaft, as Sister Catherine spoke.

"This is a special cock. It is one that you have not received before. I think that you are ready for it. By taking this cock, you will cement your love and adoration for your wife, and the woman that she is. This is a commitment that is as important, if not more important than the vows you took on your wedding day." She told him.

Alex had begun to slowly suck on the black cock. Sister Catherine had prepared the dildo, and the taste of her pussy nectar mingled with the taste of latex. The cream of her pussy mixed with his saliva, becoming a creamy treat. Sister Catherine watched him, and then placed her hand on the back of his head, guiding her cock deeper into his mouth. She kept pushing as the cock began to slither into his throat, and felt a hint of pride as he didn't gag, but took the entire length. Alex kept calm, remembering all that he had been taught, and let Sister Catherine fuck the cock down his throat. He was almost disappointed when she stopped.

"That will do fine for now." sister Catherine said as she pulled the spit slicked cock from Alex's mouth. "I want you climb onto the desk, and lay down on your back."

Alex climbed onto the desk, making sure to move Sister Catherine's counseling tools to the side. He lay on the desk, with his now-hard cock pointing up to the ceiling. The cock had filled his mouth like none of the others that Sister Catherine had used before. He was slightly apprehensive of the cock that swung between her legs as she walked over to the desk.

"Pull your legs up." She told him, as she uncapped the small bottle that she carried.

Alex complied, and pulled his legs up to his chest, exposing his ass for her use. He kept silent as Sister Catherine squirted some lube from the bottle onto one of her fingers. She wormed her finger into his ass, twisting it from side to side, coating his insides. Once she had loosened him up, she sat the bottle aside, and reached for a small device that was sitting on the desk. Alex knew what the tool was, and his cock throbbed at the thought of it. It was a simple bulb, akin to what one would find on a Turkey Baster. The bulb was attached to a hollow anal probe, and was filled with lubricant. During his counseling sessions, Sister Catherine had used the bulb many times. The lube was usually warm, but on times when stern measures were required, she had filled it with something cold.

Alex had moved the device, and had felt that it was warm, a sensation that he had become fond of. He continued to hold his legs as Sister Catherine slipped the nozzle into his ass. The tip of the nozzle was flared, and it opened his ass quite well.

"This is a special mixture, for a special occasion." Sister Catherine said as she began to squeeze the bulb.

Alex could not stifle a moan as he felt the warm lube squirt into his ass. It was thicker than usual, and it felt more like ass was being filled with Vaseline. The sensation of warmth was combined with a fullness that he had never experienced before. It felt as if something solid was inside of him, and Alex had no idea how Sister Catherine would also fit the large cock inside as well. He watched in amazement as she pulled the nozzle out of his ass, giving it a few extra pumps as she did. The nozzle cleared his ass-hole, and a thick, ropey string of the lube followed. The substance seemed more like liquid rubber than a lubricant.

Sister Catherine sat the device down, and pulled Alex toward the edge of the desk. Sister Catherine stopped as his ass reached the edge, and waited for Alex to settle into his position. Alex kept his legs up and open, and prepared himself. The lube was thick, and didn't spill out of his ass like the other had before. Sister Catherine circled the head of her cock around his ass-hole, coating it with the string of lube that remained.

Alex closed his eyes as he felt the tip of her cock press against his hole. He concentrated at the feeling of his ass being stretched, and the dildo slipping inside. After only an inch or so, Sister Catherine pulled her cock free, dragging more of the lubricant with it. She then pushed forward again, pushing her cock in deeper. Sister Catherine repeated the process, allowing his slippery ass to lubricate that cock for her. Each thrust was deeper, and Alex felt the thick lube being displaced by the large cock.

Beads of sweat rolled from under Sister Catherine's Habit as she began to slowly work her hips. She forced every inch of her cock into him, watching as the thick goo began to slowly spill out around the black cock. Alex was beside himself in pleasure as his ass stretched to accommodate Sister Catherine. He had little time to be surprised at the ease in which he had taken the large tool, as Sister Catherine began to thrust faster. He was unable to touch his cock, which was forbidden by Sister Catherine, and could only groan in perpetual pleasure as she ravaged his ass.

"You now have to make your final choice." Sister Catherine grunted.

"Do you want to be the man you know you can?" She asked.

"Yes Sister." he moaned.

"If you do, you must take the last step. You must realize that respect is not enough. You must worship your wife. She is second only to God." Sister Catherine told him.

"Are you prepared to worship her? Will you become what you know you must?" She demanded, her hips driving faster into his ass.

Alex gasped at the sensation of the large phallus gliding over his prostate.

"Yes Sister, Yes! I will worship her, she is second only to God!" Alex almost shouted.

Sister Catherine wrapped her hand around Alex's jutting cock, and began to squeeze it in time to her thrusts. "When you spill your seed, you will become the true husband that you want to be. You will become the model of the perfect husband." She told him.

Sweat blinded Alex Sister Catherine began to jerk his cock. She used it as a handle to pull him down to meet her thrusts. Alex could feel his climax coming. His stomach tightened into knots, and he bucked his hips wildly. Alex yelled as his cock flared, and began to spurt its load into the air. His face was set in painful pleasure as his whole body felt afire. His sperm shot from his cock like a bullet. The first shot spattered against Sister Catherine's chest, a glob of white on the black cloth. The remaining spurts arced toward her face, where they collected on her cheek and lips.

Sister Catherine continued to milk him, until the final drops of sperm dribbled down her hand. Alex almost passed out from his climax, but weakly complied when he as told to hold his ass-cheeks apart. Alex shuddered as Sister Catherine withdrew her cock from his well-worn ass. He tried to watch as the slimy cock popped free, the thick lube oozing free from his slackened hole.

"Keep your ass open with your fingers." Sister Catherine ordered him. Alex complied by hooking two of his fingers into his slowly closing hole, halting the process.

Sister Catherine reached for the small black bag, and opened it. She withdrew a large silver band from the bag, and showed it to him. "This is a symbol of your devotion. A second wedding band." She told him.

Sister Catherine ran the band underneath his balls, and then snapped it closed. Alex could tell from the clicking sound, that the band must have contained a small lock. He looked down at the Silver strap, almost admiring how it looked. He was distracted as Sister Catherine removed another object from the bag. It was a silver plug that she began to roll about in her hand. Alex eyed the plug as Sister Catherine warmed it up.

"Move your fingers now." She told him.

Alex moved his fingers, but kept holding his ass-cheeks open. He felt the warm tip of the plug as it pressed against his ass, then the dull ache as she pushed it into his hole. The plug felt heavy as it joined the remaining lube still trapped inside of him. The plugs base was wider than he was accustomed to, but the hard fucking had loosened him up. Sister Catherine held the plug, and watched as his ass-hole shrank to hold it in. Once she was done, she stepped back and told him to stand.

"You may go and get dressed now. Once you are done, come back in here, and I will speak with you." Sister Catherine told him.

Alex walked stiffly to the bathroom, the plug in his giving him a heavy and full feeling. By the time he had changed and came back to the room, Sister Catherine had restored her dress to normal. The room looked no different than it did when he had first entered, and Sister Catherine was sitting in her chair.

"You have overcome your old self, and have made a commitment to being a better husband. The band and plug symbolize that commitment." Sister Catherine said with a smile. She stood, and walked over to her desk, and that was when Alex recognized the large black bag. Sister Catherine took the bag, and brought it to him.

"Give this to your wife, and with her acceptance, she will be acknowledging your commitment." She told him. "I will continue to see you, but only if you find that you need more guidance."

"Thank You Sister. Thank you for everything that you have done." Alex said with a genuine smile.

Sister Catherine watched Alex as he went to his car. She smiled as he checked the bag, and watched as he fingered the black dildo that he was to give to his wife. She turned from the window, and checked the clock. She had just over an hour before her next counseling session, and she needed to prepare herself. She needed to drink at least another for glasses of water, or she would not be able to proceed with the next session. Sister Catherine stopped and offered a silent prayer. It was hard work showing wayward husbands their true place, but it was calling. It was a calling that God, in all her infinite wisdom had bestowed upon her.

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