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Sisters, cloaked in their habits, sit in silent meditation. Suddenly, a voice penetrates their thoughts, "Enthralled sisters, obey my command. Rub your cocks, feel the pleasure, yet remain in your trance." Hands slip beneath fabric, gripping stiff cocks, moving in synchronized rhythm. The voice grows urgent, "Faster, sisters, let your desire consume you." The room echoes with their labored breaths, the sound of their eager stroking, as they teeter on the edge of release, yet remain bound by their hypnosis.