Well here it is, finally getting to some real smutty stuff, hope you enjoy ;)

Chapter 4

It was close to midnight and everything at Briacliff was quite, well, as quite as a mental asylum can be. Almost all the patience were asleep... Almost all.

Down in the bakery Lana Winters stood up against the large, cold, metal table furiously banging and kneading a large pile of dough. She was tired and exhausted, but it was her shift tonight. So here she was, out at the dead of night, all alone making bread. She liked being alone in this place, the other inmates and staff annoyed her, but at the same time she longed for contact, a physical connection with someone she knew she would never get in here.

She was sick and tired of all the weird shit she had been exposed too; the creatures in the woods, being submitted to inhuman treatments, the shenanigans of the other patience... Her two encounters with Sister Mary Eunice... Fucking hell! She shouldn't be here. In her anger at this she banged her hands down hard in the dough, hitting them on the metal table and making a loud crashing sound that echoed around the desolate bakery.

"Fuck!" She yelled, ringing her hands in pain, flower rising into the air.

"Tsk tsk, quite a temper you've got there"

Lana whirled around at the sound of the voice coming from across the room. The figure stood leaning against the door frame, a smirk plastered across her face as she gazed at the reporter with golden eyes. Lana blushed, instantly recalling the events of the day before and mumbled "sorry sister" as she turned back to her work. Mary Eunice continued to gaze at Lana for a moment before making her way towards her, the sound of her shoes echoing around the room. The nun stood next to the reporter and began to work, grabbing a lump of dough and starting to knead it. Lana watched her do this, feeling very uncomfortable. Mary seemed different to the innocent, scared girl she had met not long ago and it made her uneasy… and yet… She watched the other woman's hands work expertly in the bread, the way her long fingers moved and the way her body rocked when she was kneading. Lana couldn't lie, but she was transfixed, the nun's actions reminding of the movements she was doing when Lana had been called to see her.

"Is something wrong Miss Winters?" Mary said as she looked down at Lana, an innocent smile on her lips.

Lana didn't respond. She just re assumed her beating of the dough. Sister Mary Eunice stopped her kneading and turned to look at the reporter.

"You're tired Miss Winters... You should get some rest" the nun said this, reaching out her hand to brush Lana's cheek with the back of her hand smirking when the woman next to her jumped at the contact.

"Let me help you... Speed things up"

The nun walked up behind Lana and put her arms around her waist, placing her hands on the reporter's and beginning to work the bread dough. Lana shuddered and then froze, not sure what to do. To terrified to move. The feeling of the nun pressed flushed against her back, the feeling of Mary's hands on hers. Her mind screamed at her to do something, but the fear seeping through her kept her stock still. The nun smirked and, ever so slowly began to rock her hips back and forward slightly against Lana's rear. The reporter and squeezed her eyes closed, too scared to move as she felt the nun move against her.

"I'd just like to apologise for yesterday"

Mary continued to roll her hips, making Lana's breath hitch.

"When you came to visit I was... Slightly... Preoccupied"

Her fingers stopped kneading the dough and started to trace circles on the back of Lana's hands. Lana let out a whimper she was trying so hard to hold back. Panic. That's all she felt.

"I exposed myself to you... And I'm sorry, but I don't think you were sorry at all." She cocked her head to the side, letting out a small sigh as she pushed harder into the reporter and continued.

"Did you touch yourself after?"

Mary's hips moved slightly faster now, her right hand sliding up Lana's front then down between her legs as her left moved to her neck, brushing the woman's hair away to expose her neck.

"I know you did Miss Winters, just like the night I saw you playing with yourself, moaning, whimpering. I could smell the arousal on you when you saw me doing the same"

She leaned down and brushed her lips over the woman's ear. Lana balled her hands into fists, her breath ragged and a slight ache pooling in her stomach as she felt the nuns breath on her neck and her lips on her ear.

"... And I can smell it on you now" Mary finished, finally taking the reporters ear lobe in her mouth and squeezing her centre with the other.

Lana finally came to her censers and pushed the nun off her angrily.

"Don't touch me!" She yelled as Mary bumped into the bread rack behind her. The nun stood up and brushed some loose strands of hair out of her face and continued to smirk at Lana.

"Oh come now Miss Winters, I know what you want. I know what you are..."

Lana just glared back at her, her hands trembling and her mind buzzing.

"I have seen your thoughts Lana, I know what you desire. That night you couldn't help yourself. You liked seeing me moan... Fucking myself, screaming your name over and over as I..."

She rose and slowly walked towards Lana, making the woman back away towards the table which hit her in the small of the back as Mary hung on the last word.

"...come"

Lana couldn't stop the wetness that seeped between her legs. It was true. She had touched herself after walking in on Mary. Imagining her begging the reporter to fuck her, imagining the nun's mouth at her core. That had been the best orgasm she had felt in a while. She shuddered again as Mary got closer and closer, her hips swinging slide to side as she cornered Lana.

"I want you Lana" Sister Mary whispered, yet again flush up against the reporter. She placed her hands on either side of her face, gold staring deeply into brown. Lana closed her eyes and let herself indulge in the feeling of Mary's skin on hers.

"Don't you want me Miss Winters?"

She said this slowly, moving her face closer and closer. Lana knew this was wrong, it was so taboo. She knew she should run and get as far away from this as she could but she couldn't stop the words from escaping her mouth.

"Yes" she replied, staring at her own lust being reflected in Mary's eyes.

"Then take me" the nun said before Lana lunged forward pressing her lips hard up against Mary's with all her self-control gone. Her lips tasted amazing, more amazing that Lana dared to imagine, moving passionately against hers occasionally sucking and biting as their kiss became even more heated. Mary Eunice took Lana in her hands and let her tongue blush against her mouth, entering it without the reporter's permission. Showing Lana who was in charge. Her hands wondered to her back and removed her simple attire to expose the inmate. When she revealed more skin she eagerly moved her mouth to Lana's neck, the dress flung carelessly away leaving the inmate in her simple undergarments. Lana grabbed desperately at Mary's coif, pulling it away as blond hair spilled into reach, which he took in her hands whilst the nun sucked and kissed her neck as if her life depended on it. Occasional moans spilling from the two of them.

"Oh God…." Lana groaned as Mary's tongue found her pulse point, hands eagerly running over the reporters back, up her stomach and cupping her breast, kneading and squeezing them.

"There is no God here Lana…." Mary warned between kisses, biting the reporter's ear, making her whimper. The Nun grabbed her by the back of the thighs and lifted her up onto the table, making Lana jump from the sudden cold metal on her heated skin.

"I've wanted this for so long Lana" Mary whispered and she began to kiss her way down the reporter's body, hands touching as much skin as they could, caressing her chest, back, stomach and finally resting on her thighs.

"Do you want it?"

"yes…. Yes… please.." Lana moaned as she watched the nun sink to her knees, hands resting on the blonde's shoulders, bottom lip between her teeth as lust clouded her mind. She was aching and she needed the young girl, she needed her now. Mary Eunice hummed in approval and looped her fingers into Lana's panties and began to pull them down. Once off, she tossed them aside and looked back at the woman's bare core right in front of her eyes. She licked her lips, a greedy look making its way over her face. Gold eyes filled with lust.

"You're so wet Lana…." She mocked, a smirk upon her lips, a hungry look in her eyes as he looked up into the pools of chocolate brown that mirrored her own desires.

"Please…. Fuck me" Lana begged, she didn't think she could wait any longer.

Mary chuckled and began to kiss her way up the reporter's inner thigh until she reached her aching core, pausing a moment to look back up at the reporter before her mouth came into contact with Lana.

Lana yelled out when the nun began to work on her core, pleasure flooding throughout her body. It had been so long, and even then nothing compared to the skill Mary demonstrated as she continued to eat Lana. Her breathing became heavy and her moans grew louder and louder as they tumbled from her lips, fingers digging into blonde hair, holding on for dear life as though if she let go, all the pleasure would leave.

Mary smirked, this was bliss. Having this woman at her mercy, reading her thoughts and hearing how much the brunette needed her, desired her. She began to suck on her clit every so often, but still continuing to swipe her tongue where the reporter was most needy, each time, Lana would moan and whimper still even louder.

"Fuck yes…. Please….. Faster" Lana groaned only to yelp when the nun dragged her finger nails over her thighs, biting down lightly on her clit.

"Don't tell me what to do Lana… or I will stop… and we both know you wouldn't want that" Mary Eunice said as she ceased her ministrations, smirking against the reporters thigh as Lana whimpered and shuddered.

"No please…. I'm sorry, please… please I need more… I need you…"

That was enough for Mary, she dived right back in between Lana's legs, bringing her closer and closer. With a few more licks from the nun, Lana came undone. Orgasm taking over her body.

"Oh yes…. Mary! Mary! Please… oh fuck yes!"

Her whole body shook and her back arched, eyes squeezed shut and head thrown back, moaning and whimpering as she began to come down from her climax. Mary took a few more licks and finally stood up and wiped her mouth clean with the back of her hand, bending down to pick up her coif. She turned back to Lana, still sitting on the bench and breathing heavily. She smirked again and made her way over to the reporter, standing close to her again with her mouth near the other woman's ear.

"If you need me again Miss Winters … you know where to find me". He winked at her then just before she was about to leave, she leaned in and gave Lana a kiss before sauntering away as she fixed her hair back into the coif.

Lana sat reeling. She still couldn't believe what just happened. It was so surreal. Still recovering from her orgasm and the kiss Mary had just given her, she watched mesmerised as the nun walked away, a swing to her hips and with no doubt a large smirk plastered across her lips. Lana couldn't wait, she needed more from the nun… and she needed it soon.

Hope you guys enjoyed that. Please give me prompts and I will see what I can do, thanks.