The Priest Teaches His FlockChapter 3 Sally Pays for Her Sins
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Father John hadn't even said hello to Sally. Pulling her along the corridor again, Sally knowing that they were going back into the basement again. She shuddered when she saw the cross. It was huge, standing over eight feet high, four feet wide, made out of heavy wood. It was a little strange for a cross, it looked like it was upside down, the cross piece lower down the upright, not near the top like a normal cross. At least the altar was gone, but she feared the cross, not sure what it would be used for, but scared that her body would somehow be secured to it. Father John seemed to enjoy that, stripping her and tying her up, leaving her body open to whatever he desired to do to her.
"You look very lovely, Sally. Are you going to be a good girl today?" He moved towards her, grabbing one of her hands and moving it to his crotch. "See, you have already made my sword hard. Rub it for the Lord." He enjoyed the feel of her tiny hand, not even able to fully grasp his cock, her hand moving up and down his shaft as he stared into her eyes, seeing her humiliation, seeing her submit to him. It felt good, her hand rubbing up and down his cock. She was learning quickly to please him. Today she would learn much more, today she would learn to please his cock with her pussy. While she was technically not a virgin any longer, the cross having taken her hymen, she still had not felt a cock inside her snug pussy.
She rubbed his sword, cringing when his hands moved towards her chest, bracing herself for the inevitable fondling. She felt his hands encircle her globes and squeeze hard, not stopping until he heard her moan in pain as her breasts were tightly trapped in his powerful grip. His fingers moved to her blouse, slowly opening the buttons, his eyes staring into hers as he gradually stripped her naked again, unable to stop him from having his way with her. His hands pulling her blouse to the side, her plain white bra now exposed, her hand still rubbing his sword up and down, feeling it jump in his pants.
Father John let his hands roam over her bra, feeling the resilient flesh beneath his fingers, molding her breast meat as she continued the slow, sensuous massaging of his eager cock. He longed to sheath it inside her tight pussy for the first time and feel her squeeze until he filled her with the Lord's seed. "Slip your blouse off for me, Sally," his hands running over the top of her breasts, delighting in the feel of her naked flesh. She slipped it off her shoulders and arms, placing it on the floor. "Back to my sword, Sally, but don't let my seed spill yet or you will be punished," slowly rubbing his cock again. Moving closer to her, his hands slipping behind her back, his mouth next to her ear as he unhooked her bra, his hands rubbing over her back, letting her feel how naked she will be in a minute. "I just love your breasts, Sally. They were meant to be shared with the Lord," moving away, pulling the bra straps off her shoulders and letting them slide down her arms. "Let it fall to the floor," he ordered her.
Sally let her bra fall, not even attempting to hide her naked breasts, knowing that Father John would simply force her to expose them. She moved back down to his sword, rubbing it back and forth, hoping to get it over soon. She felt his fingertips move to her nipples, feeling them instantly harden, his fingernails rubbing over the swelling tips, stimulating them to hard little points.
Father John was pleased with the way her tits looked, the youthful globes with no sag, her nipples almost pointed, the dark areolas encircling the pink nipples, almost like a target. A target that his fingers found instantly, pinching the flesh between his powerful fingers, watching her face grimace in pain as he had his way with her flesh. "The Lord has given you a beautiful pair of breasts, Sally, and such wonderful nipples, so hard and pointed," twisting them as he talked to her. He enjoyed the sight of her half-naked body, his hands boldly running over her breasts while she stood before him, her hands slowly masturbating his hard cock. "God has given you so many talents, Sally. Your hands do such a wonderful job on my sword. Now, move over to the cross, Sally. I have such a treat for you today," pushing her until she was facing the cross.
Feeling Father John behind her, his hands on her naked waist, his penis thrust up against her. She cringed when she heard his voice and saw what he had in his hands.
"Put your wrists together, Sally. The Lord wants you bound to his cross, just as Jesus was. He wants you to give your body to him as an offering." Father John began wrapping the leather strips around Sally's wrists as she held them together for him. He tightened them, seeing the black leather digging into her white skin. He took her bound hands and attached them to the rope hanging from the pulley at the top of the cross. He began to raise her arms, the rope slowly pulling her wrists higher and higher until they were well above her head.
Her naked breasts straining upwards as Father John continued to stretch her arms above her head, almost fully extended before he stopped. His hands returned to her body again, rubbing up her naked sides, Sally fidgeting, his fingers tickling her as they moved towards her breasts, again. His hands molding her breasts, hot hands hefting them up, fingers playing with her nipples until they became hard again, pinching and pulling them up higher, stretching them from her body.
Father John's hands molding her hips before reaching back and unhooking her skirt, the zipper sliding effortlessly down, his hands letting the material fall. He admired her ass cheeks, the white panties molding them tightly. His hands running over the taut flesh, feeling her clench as he did. "The Lord loves your body, Sally. He has given you so much to offer Him." His hands grabbing the panties at the top and slowly peeling them down over her flaring hips, down her legs. "Step out of them, Sally," he watched as she moved one foot up at a time, pushing the panties to the side. Naked, her arms bound high over her head, so vulnerable and that is how he liked her, naked and open.
Sally pulled on her wrists, Father John pushing his penis against her naked butt, his hard sword rubbing up and down her cheeks. "No, not any higher," she cried out, stretching out on her toes as Father John pulled her wrists up further, Sally's lithe body yanked firm, her toes already aching from balancing on them.
"I like your body, Sally, so taut and ready, your muscles tightened. We must prepare you to receive the Lord's offerings." Father John moved to the side of Sally, admiring the silhouette of her naked body, her nipples still hard and pointed, her legs stretched tightly. He had another leather strip in his hand, bending down to grab her left ankle, wrapping the leather strip tightly around it, one end left trailing on the ground.
Sally felt her foot pulled from the ground, Father John's hand encircling her bound ankle and moving it up towards the cross. She now understood his plan for her. He wanted her legs bound to the crosspiece, his hands moving her leg higher and higher, her crotch opening up as she precariously balanced on one leg. She knew once she was bound, she would be spread wide open, her sex completely exposed. She knew that is what he wanted. "Mmmmm," she moaned in pain as her leg was bent, lifting it high over the cross piece before letting it fall again, this time the wooden cross keeping it from returning to the ground. Father John made quick work of securing her ankle to the wooden cross, but not before pulling her leg outward to the farthest reach, pulled wide, her crotch already splitting. She felt the rough wood on her tender skin, small slivers of wood jabbing into her flesh reminding her of how she was bound.
Father John let his hand rub along her open thigh, enjoying his handiwork, her leg spread wide, her sex splitting open for him. Rubbing his hand up and down her thigh, moving to her sex, touching it for the first time, today. He felt her shiver as he did. "So open, Sally. So open for the Lord."
He moved to the other side, quickly securing her other ankle with another leather strip, pulling her ankle up, seeing her other leg open wider, her crotch now split wide. "Hold tight, Sally," feeling her body tense as he pulled up, her entire weight now supported by her wrists. "Once I have you secured, the pressure will be off your hands."
Sally thought she was being split up the middle, her sex stretched unbelievably open as Father John pulled her other leg up and out, moving it wide to the far reaches of the crosspiece before securing it tightly. Her butt slumping down; gravity doing its job. She could feel how open she was, embarrassed at how she must look, feeling Father John standing behind her, staring at her open sex. Her pussy lips pulled apart widely, her butt crack stretched open wide. Even when she tightened her cheeks it did little to protect her tiny anus from his gaze. She felt his hands on her hips, his fingers digging into her flesh, moving up behind her, feeling that she was at the perfect height for his sword. That is what she feared. While not technically a virgin, she still had not had a penis inside her vagina, a fact she was now sure that Father John was going to rectify, his cock adequately aroused by Sally's hand.
Father John slipped his fingers between her spread pussy lips and began to slide up and down her slit, feeling the moisture begin to form. "Be a good girl, Sally and get wet for the Lord." One finger pressing a pussy lip to the side, the other finger running up and down the inner silky flesh, touching every spot on her lips, forcing the juices to flow. Now the other lip, pulled outward, fingers rubbing the wetness up and down, lubricating her for when his cock would thrust inside her. Father John pulled both pussy lips apart, her tiny vagina nestled tightly inside, the elastic opening so small. He moved his fingers up higher, seeking out and finding her clit, not surprised to find it already erect. While she might verbally protest his rude fondling of her body, she could not stop her body from hotly responding to the bondage and forced masturbation.
Her thighs aching, the spread of her legs pulling her muscles tight. She had never felt so humiliated; spread open and bound naked, Father John behind her, his fingers taking too many liberties with her body. She jumped, startled when she felt a hot, rubbery piece of flesh pushed up against her pussy, knowing that Father John had taken his penis out and was rubbing it up and down her slit. The giant head pushed aside her lips, sliding effortlessly up and down her damp slit, so embarrassed, certain that Father John believed that she was willingly participating in her own debasement. She felt his hand guiding it, moving it around her vagina, the flesh huge. It would never fit!
"Yes, it is big," Father John feeling her reluctance as he pressed his cock against her tiny pussy. "But you can take it, Sally, take it for the Lord. It will hurt for a while, but a little pain for the Lord is not much to ask for." He let his hips slide forward, feeling her vaginal opening slowly spread wider to accept the huge intrusion, his hands holding her hips tightly, unable to contain his enthusiasm, eager to feel her silky insides massage his hot cock. Such wonderful girls the Church brought him, such sacrifices the girls gave to the Church, their nubile bodies at his disposal to do with as he pleased. He could not wait any longer, shoving hard with his hips, her pussy forced to spread wide and accept the red, bulbous head of his cock, tightly gripping beneath the head, trapping it, causing her pain, her scream making it so much more pleasurable. He enjoyed it when the girls screamed for the first time as they were entered, a scream that could not be duplicated; the girls always would remember how Father John's cock felt for their first time, something their boyfriends or husbands would never know.
"Ahh!" Sally screamed, her pussy feeling like it was tearing, the tight bondage leaving no room for escape, forced to accept the big, hard piece of flesh inside her. She could not control her muscles, her pussy clamping tightly onto his penis in response to the pain, prompting even more pain as she clenched tight, the flesh pulsating inside her as it enjoyed her tightness.
Father John thought that Sally was going to squeeze the head of his cock off, her body clamped tight on the head, squeezing the blood from it. He made it jerk, feeling her body respond by clenching and unclenching, delighting in the way he could force her body to respond to his cock. "Such a smooth silky pussy you have, Sally. The Lord gave you such a lovely passage to share with His servants. Can you feel my sword inside you, delighting in the way you are responding? Your parents would be so proud of you as you serve the Lord." He pushed harder, feeling his cock slide further inside her, her wetness aiding its entry, feeling her pussy walls clenching tightly on his big cock, stretching open to receive his instrument of lust.
"Oh, it's too big!" Sally cried as she tried to push away from the hard cock entering her, Father John easily following her movements, Sally unable to escape the inevitable. "God, it hurts," she sobbed, feeling the ridge running over the head, his cock slowly pushing inside her, the large vein running up the length of it pulsating with his blood, throbbing against her virgin walls.
"Yes, Sally, God loves the feel of your body, take some more of my sword inside you," pulling his cock until only the head was grasped by her pussy then pushing in again, this time harder and deeper, his cock plowing her virgin flesh aside, Father John grunting from the exertion of having to force such a large instrument into such a small hole. Luckily, she was getting wet as his cock began to push in and out, each time touching virgin territory, each time awakening new desires in her body as she finally felt the feel of living, pulsating cock meat inside her.
"Ugh," she grunted in pain, taking his forceful fucks inside her, the cross keeping her bound and spread for his taking. Her pussy clenched tightly on the hard sword as he pulled it out almost as if she didn't want it to leave, trying to relax her muscles as it slid back in again, each time his thrusts getting harder and deeper. She thought it was going to come out her mouth each time he plunged in, expecting him to hit bottom, surprised when the next thrust when even deeper. "Isn't it all the way in?" she cried out, hoping that she had taken it all.
"It's only half in, Sally, you have so much more to go," pushing with his cock hard, burying three quarters of his cock in one painful stroke that knocked the air from her lungs.
The sudden thrust plowing aside all the resistance her pussy could muster, his hard, unrelenting cock penetrating deeper. How could a piece of flesh be so hard? It felt like an iron bar shoving into her vagina, unyielding as it forced her passage to painfully accept its power. In and out, it continued to penetrate, his cock feeling as if it was endless. "Please, no more," her pussy now a maze of conflicting emotions. His cock painfully tore in and out, but her vagina was gripping the cock as it plunged back in, the tight band rubbing up and down the hard meat, massaging it. It felt strange, almost good. She kept trying to think of the pleasure, wanting her pussy to continue getting wet, his cock sliding easier on the slick walls. When she tensed up, her pussy would painfully clamp on the cock inside her, Father John painfully dragging it out.
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Joshua looked at his mother and the tears stared flowing. "Mom I'm sorry, really I am. I'll never do it again, I promise!" "Well young man you should be sorry. Peeking at me in the shower and then stealing my underwear and masturbating with it. What is your father going to think of you young man?" Mom had caught me red handed, so to speak, with her panties wrapped around my cock furiously jacking off. I was sure that I had locked my bedroom door but obviously I was mistaken. She knew...
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Love StoriesLisa and I had moved on from one another. I was quite relieved in some ways. She’d do almost anything I wanted and I was feeling guilty. I honestly think that some things cost you small chunks of your soul. Threesomes, gangbangs, public displays, cummy fingers of strangers in the dark, going to her house at a moments notice, banging her mouth and leaving her in a puddle on the floor. I thought that in the end I’d do her permanent damage. She went on PoF and found a nice ineffective guy who was...
Sally Company Slut Gets a Filthy Mouth on herHi my name is Rob and this is the third account of my wife Sally. You may wish to read these however to recap she is 24, lovely long brown hair, pretty face and clear blue eyes. Her body is amazing and there is a picture of her on the writers profile page. Large firm breasts, slim waste, flat tummy and a very nice tidy pussy.So far Sally has changed from being a shy retiring woman to a liberated sexpot, to be honest. With my full support she is...
Sally Company Slut Gets a Filthy Mouth on her Hi my name is Rob and this is the third account of my wife Sally. You may wish to read these however to recap she is 24, lovely long brown hair, pretty face and clear blue eyes. Her body is amazing and there is a picture of her on the writers profile page. Large firm breasts, slim waste, flat tummy and a very nice tidy pussy. So far Sally has changed from being a shy retiring woman to a liberated sexpot, to be honest. With my full support she is...
It wasn’t unusual for someone to insist on renting a porn movie for the Saturday night viewing party; and usually it was Bob. Sometimes it was so bad that they spent more time laughing at the bad acting and poor plot line then becoming aroused by the film. The small group of close friends: Bob, Sally, Jill, and Kathy, had been enjoying this weekly ritual for several months. Now, if the porn movie were good enough, they’d all masturbate alone later – except for Jill, who would climax during the...
LesbianThat evening Bob took Sally and Jack out for dinner and dancing. “It’s a black-tie evening,” Bob told Jack. When Sally came out of the bedroom dressed only in the black slip dress and the black thigh-highs and her black heels, Jack thought Sally was dressed way to sexy for an evening out. He could in the light just make out her nipple through the dress and the black lace t-back Bob had bought. Bob had dressed her, so Jack would know he possessed her, at least for now. She looked good enough to...
Sally Company Slut Part 4 Hi my name is Rob and this is the fourth account of my wife Sally. You may wish to read these however to recap she is 24, lovely long brown hair, pretty face and clear blue eyes. Her body is amazing and there is a picture of her on the writers profile page. Large firm breasts, slim waste, flat tummy and a very nice tidy pussy.So far Sally has changed from being a shy retiring woman to a liberated sexpot, to be honest. With my full support she is fucking Private Wealth...
As he drove south on Interstate 24, Bob was whistling a happy tune. He could not help but be excited. And hard. He was on the outskirts of the city, and another 30 minutes he would be pulling into Sally and Jack’s drive. Tonight, he would be sleeping with Jack’s wife.It was only 30 minutes flying time, but adding in the hour or so for check-in at the airport, and the time it took to get from the airport to Sally and Jack’s, well, he did not mind the not quite four hour drive from his house to...
Sally Introduction to Sally.. I met Sally at work in the Bank we both worked for. She was a quiet girl in her late 20s and very conservative both in terms of how she dressed and socially. Sally had a great figure, small waist and big firm breasts which were hidden by loose fitting clothes and a beautiful long chestnut brown hair. She had a few friends from school but like her they were fairly introverted preferring a trip to the cinema rather than a night out at a club. At work she was very...
SallyIntroduction to Sally..I met Sally at work in the Bank we both worked for. She was a quiet girl in her late 20s and very conservative both in terms of how she dressed and socially. Sally had a great figure, small waist and big firm breasts which were hidden by loose fitting clothes and a beautiful long chestnut brown hair. She had a few friends from school but like her they were fairly introverted preferring a trip to the cinema rather than a night out at a club. At work she was very...
E-mail [email protected] Please send comments, favourite pictures etc.!!! Sally Anne's Boss gives us a Surprise By SONIA Chapter 1 - The Email I have been dressing up as a woman or just enjoying wearing panties for quite a while and this has made my sex life with my wife, Sally Anne, almost too amazing to believe. I did not dress up very often, normally about once or twice a month but when I did I loved it! Sally Anne and I had a web site on the Internet, which...
Sally the Company Slut Part 5Hi my name is Rob and this is the fifth account of my wife Sally. You may wish to read these however to recap she is 24, lovely long brown hair, pretty face and clear blue eyes. Her body is amazing and there is a picture of her on the writers profile page. Large firm breasts, slim waste, flat tummy and a very nice tidy pussy.So far Sally has changed from being a shy retiring woman to a liberated sexpot, to be honest. With my full support she is fucking Private...
When Sally got home from her first date with Billy, she headed straight to the bathroom. She took a long hot bubble bath. Her freshly deflowered pussy was quite sore, and she thought a bath would help. She also wanted to remove the aroma of sex she knew would be all over her body. After washing herself, Sally blissfully soaked in the hot water and day-dreamed about her new boyfriend and lover. Billy had been so wonderful to her. He had told her he loved her as much as she loved...
When Sally got home from her first date with Billy, she headed straight to the bathroom. She took a long hot bubble bath. Her freshly deflowered pussy was quite sore, and she thought a bath would help. She also wanted to remove the aroma of sex she knew would be all over her body. After washing herself, Sally blissfully soaked in the hot water and day-dreamed about her new boyfriend and lover. Billy had been so wonderful to her. He had told her he loved her as much as she loved him. When she...
Love StoriesOn Thursday morning, during her scheduled run through Hyde Park, Sally’s long blonde hair was tied behind her head. Running past the statue of Peter Pan, along the lake and up a small incline, the sexy dancer felt a lightness in her step she could not explain. The sensation was not enough to warn her about what was to happen to her.She was too busy figuring out how to throw out her boyfriend, Jake, and how she got involved with him in the first place. She did not even notice the dazzling...
Fantasy & Sci-FiIn a small urban town just north of LA where the people fit loosely around church nor state lived a young woman coming of age in this world of information. She wanted guidance, support and inspiration. Her parents raised her by one motto: 'Plain girls that want to be included in sports can't be shy. Be Courageous.' This taught her two things; 1. Don't be plain, and 2. Just go for it. Coming of age in the modern age was tough, fraught with too many choices and not enough boundary to be...
"Oh God, oh God," the twenty-two-year-old cried loudly as she flung her naked body down once more, impaling herself on the hard cock of the equally naked twenty-five-year-old man underneath her. Sweat ran down her small heaving breasts. She flung her head back, sending long brunette hair in every direction as she approached the edge of orgasm. The equally dark-haired young man beneath her neared the same pinnacle with equal ferocity, grabbing her waist tightly and thrusting his cock deep...
“Oh my God!” I thought to my self in disbelief. “Did that really happen?” I got up carefully so I didn’t disturb her, and made my way, sleepily, to the bathroom. I looked at myself in the mirror. I couldn’t believe that I actually let happen what happened last night. I surely was going to prison after this. My marriage is over, and I’ll have to live in shame for the rest of my life. Surely, a teen-aged girl isn’t going to be able to keep a secret like this. Hell, it will probably be...
Andy loved taking pictures of his lovely wife, Sally. The pictures often drew praise from friends and family, and this led to Sally thinking about a career in modelling. With Andy’s support, she took some modelling lessons and applied for work.It was disappointing at first. Many times an interviewer would ask her to remove her clothing; the result was always the same: either Sally stocked out in an angry fit or the company rejected her application. It was clear to both Sally and Andy that she...