Alex and Sister Evelyn Save Each Other

Sister Evelyn’s BDSM Wishes Have Finally Cum True!

Wishes she didn’t even know she had

I’d like to thank the absolutely beautiful, incredibly talented, and thoroughly terrifying Zatanna Dark for being so generous and allowing me to play with some of her characters.

Check out all of Alex’s adventures here —

Sister Evelyn was lost. Lost and afraid.

On her first trip to the big city all by herself, on a trip to the convent she would be joining, she became terribly turned around. The subway way system map was so confusing, with its colorful lines and circles that somehow meant stations. The poor, young lady had gotten all flustered and befuddled and ended up on the wrong platform, going the wrong direction. Before she knew it, she was in

The wrong side of town!

She had lost her bag and wallet and didn’t even have the address of the Sisters of St. Elsbeth the Wretched convent. To make matters worse, as she was pushed by the crowd of commuters through the exit turnstile, her long habit had been caught in the mechanism and torn asunder. Her legs, now covered by only her black stockings, were completely exposed. As if that wasn’t bad enough, if she moved in the wrong way, her pristine white panties — the kind that only virgins can wear — could also be seen by the public. A public that was becoming increasingly disrespectful as she wandered deeper into

The wrong side of town!

“Hey, Sister,” the scruffy man called, “how much for some ‘absolution’?”

She could hear him and his gruff friends laughing behind her as she ran off. The men on the street all looked at her with undisguised lust, and the women, who may have been ‘ladies of the evening’, seemed angry as if she was some kind of competition. She ran quickly and found a sheltered doorway to seek some respite.

Quietly, she prayed.

“Oh, Heavenly Father, please help me. Send me a guide from this dark place. I beseech thee, bring me home to you at the Sisters of St. Elsbeth the Wretched convent. Please, dear Lord, help me!”

Suddenly she heard a sound, as if an angelic choir were singing out.

Ah-ah-ah-ah-aaaahhhh!

Sister Evelyn looked out of her hiding spot and saw a bright light emanating from the alley. She stepped out of her doorway to get a closer look. The angelic choir continued the song

Ah-ah-ah-ah-aaaahhhh!

She was amazed to see, caught in a bright beam of light, some kind of buzzard-faced monster-woman holding a small, leather-clad, stuffed bear she had just pulled from the dumpster in front of her.

As Sister Evelyn stepped closer, into the light, the monstrous creature heard her steps. When the monster saw the young nun, she let out a yelp! She dropped the bear and ran off onto the darkness.

As the angelic chorus intoned

Ah-ah-ah-ah-aaaahhhh!

Sister Evelyn picked up the bear and felt a sudden wash of emotions flow through her. She knew her prayers had been answered and was joyous that she had been sent such a sign from God. She was relieved that she had some help for her situation. Alex — somehow, she knew his name was Alex — was wearing leather gear that made her feel something she never had before, a heat deep inside her that she couldn’t name. And as a final proof that this was, indeed, a sign from God, a piece of paper that she found right next to Alex was a pamphlet from the Sisters of St. Elsbeth the Wretched convent with the address printed on it!

Ah-ah-ah-ah-aaaahhhh!

sang the angelic chorus as the beam of light now pointed out of the alley, guiding Sister Evelyn and Alex to safety. The pair left the alley and made their way out into

The wrong side of town!

Meanwhile on a nearby rooftop

“I don’t know, Phil,” Neville the spotlight operator said to his boss, “it never made that sound before.”

Ah-ah-ah-ah-aaaahhhh!

“I’ll get Maintenance up here in the morning,” Phil replied.

Sister Evelyn was no longer afraid. She now knew exactly which way to go and with Alex to protect her, she bravely set forth. One glance at the fierce visage of Alex the BDSM bear and the ruffians on the street melted away. No one bothered the young nun, and she was able to find her way safely to the Sisters of St. Elsbeth the Wretched convent.

In the vestibule, she was met by Reverend Mother Mary, a much older, and far more dour woman. Upon hearing Sister Evelyn’s tale, the senior nun took the young novice to her new chambers.

“I’m not sure about you having that fierce bear in your room,” the older woman intoned as they walked through the cloisters. “He looks like a bad influence to me.”

“Oh please, Reverend Mother,” begged Sister Evelyn, “he was my guardian on my terrible journey. Please let him stay, even if just for tonight.”

Seeing how distraught the young woman was, the Reverend Mother allowed Sister Evelyn to put Alex on top of the small dresser by the humble bed. After showing her the bathroom and her schedule for the morning, Reverend Mother Mary left the exhausted young lady to rest.

After a shower and changing into a new pair of pristine white panties— the kind that only virgins can wear — and a simple nightshirt, Sister Evelyn kissed Alex on the cheek and then put him back on the dresser.

“Oh, thank you, Alex,” she said, “you saved me today. I will remember you in my prayers.”

The young woman knelt to pray. Closing her eyes, she began, “Our Father, who art in…”

A slight noise distracted her. She opened her eyes and glanced over at Alex. “Hmmm,” she thought, “I don’t remember putting him that close to the edge. Oh, well…” She closed her eyes and started again. “Our Father, who art in…” Another noise disturbed her.

This time, she opened her eyes just in time to see Alex fall off the dresser, bounce off the bed, and land on the wooden floor next to her.

“Oh dear,” she said, “I must have put you much too close to the edge, Alex. I’ll put you back up there after my prayers.”

Again, she closed her eyes and began “Our Father, who art in…”

The clatter of metal on wood rang out. Sister Evelyn opened her eyes and Alex was gone! But she quickly realized where he was when his snout began pressing into her pristine white panties — the kind that only virgins can wear — in a way that she never imagined was possible. He was underneath her her, between her thighs! Feelings she didn’t understand rocked through her body. The bear’s snout pushed against her honey pot, or perhaps she was bouncing on his snout, it was hard for Sister Evelyn to understand. Her body was awash in feelings, feelings that were taking control. She began trying to pray.

“Oh God, Oh God, Oh God!” was the best she could achieve as Alex’s snout rubbed her and she rocked back and forth.

“OH GOD, OH GOD, OH GOD!” she shouted as the mysterious feelings seemed to build and strengthen until surely, she must break!

“OH HOLY CHRIST! HOLY MOTHERFUCKING JESUS CHRIST!” she screamed as she exploded. Her body thrashed, crushing Alex in a highly pleasant way. Her screaming became incomprehensible as the explosions continued.

Suddenly the door flew open and Reverend Mother Mary was standing there. She was mortified by what she saw.

“I knew that bear was a problem!” she yelled.

Sister Evelyn fell backward in shock, revealing her soaking wet, but still whole, white panties. Reverend Mother was relieved to see that Sister Evelyn’s virtue was still intact, even if somewhat moist, but she still grabbed the damp bear to keep the young woman away from temptation.

“I’ll be taking him,” Reverend Mother scolded. “You need to pray, young lady. Pray for forgiveness and think about what you’ve done!”

Sister Evelyn did indeed spend the rest of the night praying and wondering if the cloistered life of a nun was really for her.

Meanwhile, the Reverend Mother took Alex back to her chambers. Surprisingly, there were shackles on the wall, and before Alex could do anything, he was chained to the wall, unable to move.

He watched as the Reverend Mother stripped off her vestments to reveal she was only wearing a black bra and red leather straps. Her bright red panties— the kind that virgins definitely do not wear — were hidden underneath a leather strap skirt. She pulled a bag out from under the bed and took out a red pointy mask thingy! She put it on and turned to the helpless bear.

“Now, Alex,” she said, ominously, “where were we?”

To be continued…

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