Some of the older sisters nodded in approval as they saw how Sofia handled the situation. "You are welcome to her," hissed the sister holding Scarlet's leash, almost throwing it at Sofia. It was clear she handled humiliation poorly.<br/>"Before you are joined to your witches I want to give you some pointers," said Sister Maxima. "Since we have all taken a Vow of Poverty and cannot accept payment for our services we can sometimes face a difficult situation where we are in need of money and have none. It is an old tradition to let your Witch earn your money in these cases, since they are not affected by the vow. By offering their bodies for sale we can raise some funds when our mission requires it. Take care not to charge more than the people can afford though, we don't want to put anyone in a difficult situation. If you need 20 silver and find a rich merchant than can afford that and more, then all is well. But if you can't find anyone affording that much, if the people in the village only can afford about 1 silver per person...well, that just means the Witch will have to work harder, doesn't it?" Maxima looked at the new Nuns, making sure they understood.<br/>"Since the Witches magic only can be recharged by drinking the Blessed Juices of Bambii, you can often kill two birds with one stone. However, if you are going into battle and there are no settlements nearby, you must be prepared to fill this function yourself. It is perfectly alright, all of your fellow Sisters have had to do it at one time or another, myself included. The last thing you want is to go into battle with your Witch low on juice." Sofia could hear whispers and giggles from her fellow fresh Sisters, and many of them were blushing and looking a little flushed.<br/>"Now, take your bowl and drink deeply, and then the pact will be sealed, making yourself immune to your Witch's magic, unless you for some reason open yourself  to the spell." Each new Nun were handed the bowl who held their new Witch's collected pussy juice. Before Sofia could drink, however, Maxima was at her side, adressing her.<br/>"This was not the Witch chosen for you, but maybe this was written in the stars, perhaps you two were destined to serve together. Keep a close eye on this one." He then gestured Sofia to go ahead.