When I was 10 years old my mom made me to to CCD class. That's sunday school for catholic kids. My teacher was a nun who was quite young and quite pretty. They had recently stopped making nuns where habits in most of the orders or at least they had modified the old penquin suites to something more contemporary. But the order that my CCD teacher belonged to did not do this. They still wore the old penquin suits in other words an ankle length black dress and head gear that was black with white lining and they had a rope around their waist. It was very loos so you could not really see the shape of their body though you could tell this particular nun was slender and young maybe in her early 20s.


She was also very strict. while she never hit any of us like you hear about nuns doing she metted out other punishments quite liberally and so nearly every class session at least one and often more than one student was sent to the corner and had to wear a big wooden cross around their neck. She called it bearing your cross.

She would punish for the slightest offense. Chewing gum, caughing with your mouth uncovered, speaking out of turn, looking anywhere but right at her or the board, wearing your clothing in a sloppy manner and many other offenses got you sent to the corner to bear your cross.

Then one day she told me to stay behind after class. I had spent every single class up to this point sitting in the corner bearing my cross. I figured I was just in even more trouble and she was going to tell my mom who would not resist physical punishment like this nun had.

So I approached her desk and she to me to sit down in the chair next to it. She got up and walked over to the door and closed and locked it. Then she went over and pulled down the shades on the window, we were on the first floor and you could see into the class through the window if you were an adult.

Then she sat down in her chair and pulled me closer. She said if I told anyone what would happen next she would say I was lying and that I would get in a lot of trouble and it had to be our secret. I was a bit scared by her words but she was a nun and I was taught to obey nuns no matter what.

Then she told me I was very pretty. Being a boy I didn't like that but I was too scared to protest. She repeated that I was very pretty and ran her fingers through my shoulder length blond hair. She told me I had the prettiest blue eyes and leaned in and kissed me on the mouth. She slipped her tongue inside and licked around and then I felt her hand undoing my pants. She had my little dick out and jerked me off and if felt really nice but I was still a little scared and very nervious and awkward and weird but still nice and she was very gentle but forceful. Then she stood up and told me to get under her habit so I lifted up the hem of her habit and got under it. IT was kind of like a tent under there. She told me to stand up and kiss her pee pee. It was extremely hairy and smelled funny but I did what she told me to and obediantly licked her the whole time thinking she was going to pee in my mouth. she groaned a lot and humped my face almost violently but then simply stopped and told me I could stop licking now. I climbed out from under her habit and she told me I had done quite well and if I kept our secret then I didn't have to do any class work at all for the rest of the year and she would give me an A and tell my mom that I was her best student and that I had perfect behavior. She said that if I told anyone then god would punish me for being bad to one of his nuns and I would burn in hell forever.

My Mom didn't raise any stupid kids. I eagerly agreed to her terms and for the rest of the year repeated the same thing after every class. I even started to enjoy licking her hairy pussy by the end of the year and she went from just masturbating my penis to sucking on it. My Mom was so proud of how well I did in CCD class.