Sofia stood a little straighter, her breasts pointing westward.  She was a nun. Finally.  Blessed by the goddess to do her will.  The ceremonial shaving of her cunt now finished, there was only one thing left... the bonding with her witch.  Her attention turned to the candidates on the wall, and she stood, hands on hips, feet slightly spread, wondering who would be given her to fight the most holy of battles with.<br/><br/>One was pulled down, one who fairly flowed with power.  A renegade from the looks of her.  Sofia smiled.  She was up to the task of taming this one.  She'd make the Mother proud.  Striding towards her, she looked down at the poor wretch, and shook her head at the witch's antics.  She was soiling the ground with her waters.  A waste.  She 'tsk tsked', knowing that she had her work cut out for her with this one.<br/><br/>Bending one knee, she took the girls hair in her fist, lifting her head so that she was forced to look up at her.  She wasn't needlessly cruel, nor was she too gentle.<br/><br/>"Today, you go into service for the Goddess and for the Holy Order, little witch.  More importantly, you have been placed into my care and training.  Do not think this sort of behavior will be tolerated again, slut.  It is shameful and disrespectful.  Now come, kneel before me and apologize for disprupting the ceremony.  From hence forth and on, you are mine to command for the good of the Holy Womanhood, the Divine Moist Clam and the Sacread Pink Pearl.   Do you understand, slut?"<br/><br/>She stared down at the witch, steeling herself.  She would show no mercy to this one.  She would learn her place and she would learn it quickly.<br/><br/>