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The life of a nun is not always as straightforward as it seems. At least, that's what I've come to realize over the years. My name is Terezie, and I've been serving at the Church of St. Mary's for nearly two decades now. People often mistake me for a simple-minded woman who has dedicated her life to God, but little do they know about my innermost desires.
As a young girl growing up in Eastern Europe during the 1960s, I was always drawn to the idea of being under someone else's control. My parents were strict and traditional, but I yearned for something more – something that would give me purpose beyond just following the rules. So when I entered the convent, I thought I'd found my calling at last. However, it wasn't long before I began to feel suffocated by the strict regulations and lack of freedom.
Despite the constraints of my life as a nun, I've never lost sight of my fantasies. In fact, they seem to be growing stronger with each passing day. I imagine myself in a world where I'm not just a servant of God, but also someone's plaything – someone who can dominate and control me whenever they please. It's a tantalizing thought, one that keeps me up at night, dreaming of what could have been if only I'd taken a different path.
