The Nun of Hell

Les Méditations Postérieures

 



Having lustfully followed hard behind the Nun of Hell, hypnotised by her gorgeous figure, you end up in an impressively vast dungeon whose arched vaults are supported by large pillars. Some rusty rings are on these pillars and on the walls. Loopholes made in the walls let the red and suffocating gleam of a huge blaze into the room.

Suddenly an unpleasant looking but remarkably stout character appears.

 

 

" I love you... "

Stunned, you realise that his reptile eyes are indeed staring at you with lust and lewdness. Alarmed by such a prospect you feverishly step back but a column stops you.

With your way blocked, you feel the monster getting irresistibly closer for an amorous embrace. Your eyes fade into the glassy look in his eyes; your face cools down thanks to his putrid breath.

want a snog ?

 

 

You faint for a few seconds. Then your mind is like petrified in your head while your body is having uncontrolled movements. It is like a net curtain from behind which you can not even make out the prospective events.

You have never been dragged so much into present time. Nothing else exists in the world apart from what is happening to you right now, your squeezed chest, those scaly hands on the nape of your neck and on your chin, this chilly slobbery tongue running all over your face, searching your nostrils and your ears, forcing your lips ...

 

… And this inextinguishable fear, this annihilation.

You chose to follow the beast inside you. Too bad ! You should not give in to your animal impulse like that.

 

 

The ongoing eroticism, that is everywhere in our society, instilled you into reflexes of over action when facing the aesthetic emotion brought by a beautiful body.

Yet there is a middle way between animal desire for mating and actually doing it !
But you, you wanted it all right now. You exceeded with wish for power like a capricious child who do not understand that everything must be sublimed by intelligence and suffering.

 

Sweating and out of breath, with your clothes torn apart, you eventually manage to escape from your inappropriate lover. You hastily run to the end of the dungeon.

There, in front of you, are two doors. Above each of them, there is a sign :

 

  GREED
 
  GLUTTONY
 

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