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This is an original work of adult literature. If you are under
18 years of age, read no further. If you are a pious
self-righteous adult burdened by a repressive religious
upbringing and sexual hang-ups too numerous to count, then you
too should pass.
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It is a work of fiction from my fantasies. The seed of
the story came from BlackDemon's "Church" series, which landed in
my fertile mind and grew like a weed with more details and
embellishments.
This work contains f_M+, Domination, Con/NC sex, slavery,
prostitution, beast, bondage, interracial, masochism, sadism,
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Chapter 11
It was early in the morning as Hatori entered the rectory to do
the regular cleaning and collection of soiled linens. He stopped
in mid stride when he saw the sight before him. Tahio his son
and the large mastiff nearly collided with him his halt was so
sudden. For a moment he was bewildered at what lay before him.
He knew the old Padre would be gone till midday, but why was the
young American girl displayed so? It could only have been done
by the Padre he reasoned, as he was her guardian. A not so
benevolent guardian it seemed. Maybe he and the Priest had more
in common than he thought. Silently he approached the table
looking for something that might explain the puzzle before him.
He saw the old books and leafed through the Jesuit texts gleaning
enough from the engravings to know what the priest was doing to
the girl. Why he could only imagine.
"So primitive," he snorted under his breath. Looking toward the
girl, he motioned to his son to remain where he was, the large
dog straining at his collar at the scent of musk heavy in the
air. He could not believe his good fortune. He could think of
nothing else since laying eyes on the American girl the day
before. He took his lust and frustration out on Maria these last
few days. Even now she suffered for his pleasure, tied and
trussed with coarse hemp waiting his return.
Rachel could sense a presence in the room, but could see nothing
through the hood.
"Look at de leetle missy" a familiar voice hissed. "La Puta, si,
Hatori?, the old japanese laundry man said as ran a rough hand
over the smooth skin that clad the teen's finely muscled back.
The thick muscles along her spine standing out in relief as her
back arched. His hands cupped her heavy breasts, drawing a
whimper from the girl as it pulled on her swollen blue nipples.
The old man's hand slid down the girl's back and around the curve
of her buttock. He cupped the firm flesh and squeezed it in
appreciation. He unceremoniously wormed a bony finger between
the exposed lips of the defenseless girl's pussy, still slick
with the Padre's leavings.
"Can I fuckee, the Missee, papa?" the youth babbled as he
watched his father finger the girl.
The naked girl shuddered not at the sound of the idiot babbling
of the large oriental youth, but at the wave of delight she felt
as the bony finger explored her bottom. His other had joined the
first, spreading her for inspection, the large nub of her clit
rising in response. She felt a feeling in her stomach, a feeling
of near nausea, not at her exposure, her debasement, nor the
repellent touch of the old man. No, it was a sick empty feeling
that they might leave her, that they might not use her. Might
not fill her with their filthy squirming seed. This very thought
should have sickened her, but she felt only satisfaction, that
her womb might receive yet another baptism of viscous sperm. The
helpless teen began to buck and grunt around the candle that
filled her mouth. Trying to feel more of the maddening fingers
that probed her exposed sex. The old man used one hand to pry
her slick labia apart, the old Padre's sperm still clinging to
the sparse hairs. Hatori sniggered to himself at the sight of
the red raw flesh of the poor girl wet with the spent seed of the
old priest. Hitori grinned at the sight of the raised red finger
of the girl's inflamed clit. With sadistic glee he caught the
livid bundle of nerves between the thumb and forefinger and
pinched it cruelly as the the kneeling young woman thrashed and
bucked in her bound position.
The old man motioned to the retarded youth to bring the dog
forward, the mammoth dog champing with agitation. The old man
jerked his fingers from the girl's privates and held them in
front of the slobbering dog's muzzle. The dog sniffed at the
oily goo coating the Hatori's fingers and immediately began to
lap at the musky smelling slime when the dog had finished with
the man's hand his head raised his nose searching for the now
familiar smell. Tahio had a hard time restraining the large
animal as he strained at the chain collar slowly pulling the
youth toward the two half moons of the girls ass.
Rachel jerked at the first cold contact of the dog's nose with
the hot flesh of her quim. Her nerve endings sparked and sizzled
as the dog assaulted her exposed privates. The poor girl made an
inviting target, her tight ass cheeks standing tall and exposed
on the firm columns of her long thighs. Her lean buttocks stood
high and firm, exposing her sex in the wide cleft between the
firm cheeks. The sparse blonde hair that covered her plump
swollen labia fairly bristled, beaded damply with the the
priest's slime. Her swollen inner labia protruded out like some
greedy tongue, red and swollen. With a cursory sniff,
Conquistador's broad tongue began to lap at the long labia, in a
perverted parody of two lovers French kissing. The dog seemed
intent at plumbing the very depths of the poor girl's womb to get
the mixture of musk and cum.
Rachel thought she would die when she felt the old man remove his
wriggling fingers leaving her open and empty. She waved the
split half moons of her ass from side to side in an obscene
effort to recapture the feeling. The wet touch of the dog's warm
tongue brought a wave of excitement coursing through her.
The wailing "No-o-o-o-o-o! that rang through her mind when she
deduced the true identity of the brute assaulting the treasure of
her upturned pussy, came out a muffled moan through the plug of
wax filling her mouth. She began to thrash and jerk as the
perversion invaded her mind and senses. Each pull and jerk
caused agony in her poor nipples and nose. Pain and humiliation
competed for space within the girl's consciousness.
Rachel thought she had sunk to the depths of depravity, but she
was wrong, the hungry ministrations of the dog's tongue began to
assuage the girl's pain. Once again the fire in her filthy cunt
began to betray her. A low pitiful whimper vibrated in her
throat as the dog continued to lap at her.
The old man stood watching the depraved display, idly squeezing
the girl's left breast as it hung heavily beneath her, his own
right hand rubbing the erection that tented the front of his
loose pantaloons.
"Tahio, Conquistador, no mas", he barked as he motioned with his
arm. His babbling son pulled the animal away from the girl, her
elevated bottom wet with dogs sticky saliva.
"Now Missee...we see if I feet yor leetle pussy...", he said as
he fumbled with his pantaloons, shoving them to his knees. The
hooded girl was spared the sight of the old man's scab covered
candy little legs as he waddled to the waiting girls elevated
buttocks.
The old man positively drooled at the cleft of flesh before him.
The teen's firm buttocks were at his waist level, their muscular
firmness creating a wide cleft in which the bruised slit of her
pussy and pink rosebud of her sphincter could not hide. No the
wide glistening cleft of her ass, elevated on the muscular
columns of her thighs displayed her charms obscenely.
Impatiently, the old man fisted his rancid cock and waddled up to
the charms the bound girl offer up to him. He ran the knobby
head of his cock up and down the angry red lips of the girls
labia luxuriating in the slickness left by those before him.
With a delighted grunt he rammed his warty shaft into the swampy
cunt. His claw like hands clutched the girls narrow hips and his
pelvis began the rhythmic motion as old as time.
Rachel moaned at this new invasion, her hips soon moving in time
with the fleshy piston drubbing against her batter cervix. A
steady low moan growled in her throat, as her thighs flexed
pushing her ass back against the pelvis that pounded against her
upturned ass. She knew she was truly lost as she thought not an
instant of the cock or it's owner, but focused on the thrill it
gave her, on how it's creamy load might taste and feel on her
tongue. He mind was lost in an effort to create an image of what
it looked like lancing in and out of her poor battered pussy.
The old man stared at the back of the girl though his slanted
eyes, sweat dripping from the ends of his greasy mustache to drip
on the upturned curves of her ass. He watched the subtle flexing
of her muscular back as she supported herself and pushed
backwards against him. "Such a whore she is, he thought", with
contempt. "It took over three years for him to train Maria, to
the point that this young puta has come to in a day!" he
marveled to himself. He watched as beads of sweat formed along
the thick muscles of her spine and coalesced to pool along the
hollow of her spine. Drops from her proud upturned ass ran down
to join the pool as she labored slavishly to milk his cock.
The old man groaned inwardly at the soft flesh that encased his
rod. The warty growths of his ancient member chaffed and tore at
the tender near virginal flesh that clung to it with each
outstroke. He could feel every squeeze of the girl's cunt
muscles, deliberately milking him. His eyes traveled upward at
the motion of his idiot son, as he stood questioning by the
girl's hooded head. A grim smile spread across the old man's
face as he nodded. Fumbling with the cords knot, the spit wet
candle soon fell with a clump to the wooden floor. The youth
next removed the hood, the girl blinking wildly as she became use
to the light. Her eyes brimmed with tears, from pain, relief or
humiliation, it mattered not, as she wormed her ass backward as
best she could, not missing a beat of the old man's tempo as his
bony hips thudded into the muscular cheeks of her buttocks that
she gladly offered up to him, arching her back back to make her
quim more accessible.
Chapter 12
The bleary eyes of the young woman could see nothing but the
large log of flesh before her. Her head was still pulled harshly
up and back by the tension of the nasal hooks, her mouth hanging
open slackly now that the thick candle was gone. Looking down
her slender nose she as he brought the thick vein wrapped post
toward her defenseless but eager mouth. Her pink involuntarily
darted out to wet the oval of her lips, as her eyes watched him
pull back the delicate foreskin partially revealing the oversized
fleshy knob, purple and gleaming wetly. She saw the huge scrotum
that hung beneath the wrist thick shaft, their contents hanging
heavily fully the size of tennis balls. The slick knob slid
easily across her lips as the youth guided it into her waiting
mouth. Rachel's eyes seemed glassy as her tiny pink tongue
explored the head beneath the delicate foreskin, her mind lost in
contemplation of new sperm laden delights.
Rachel was an automaton as her hips rocked and squeezed in an
effort to please the faceless owner of the pleasuring cock. Her
mouth watered as she explored the hard rod of flesh that
inexorably forced it's way into her mouth. The insistent
pressure against her mouth threatened to tear her nose from her
face as the nasal hooks bit deeply holding her head in position.
This increased the tension on her poor swollen nipples, looking
like blue black strawberries from the restricted circulation.
"Mmmmmpppf, grlllgl", the teen struggled for breath. Near the
edge of sanity, Rachel pushed back against the cock filling her
mouth, forcing her jaw ever wider, her breath snuffling and
spurting through her nose around the restraining hooks. Rachel's
mind threaten to dissolve, as she struggled to please the
faceless man filling her bruised bottom, all the while she
attempted to swallow the staggering length and girth of the cock
forcing its way into her mouth. The retarded boy babbled and
giggled, a stream of slobber wetting his chin as he watched the
girl swallow his mammoth rod. Grabbing the helpless girl by the
head, he began to imitate his father, pumping his enlarged cock
in and out of the teenager's defenseless mouth as he blathered
and giggled.
"Lookee, papa, I fuckee the Missee......" he babbled,
unconcerned with any distress he was causing the unfortunate girl
as his thrusts pummeled his groin against the unresisting girls
face.
"Good, boy-y-y-y-y-y." the old man said with a shudder as his
ancient balls spewed their rancid seed into the raw channel of
the girl's cunt. He clutched the prominent hips and welded his
groin to the pale cheeks of the upturned ass and felt the girl
push back against him as his foul spunk spewed against the
dilated mouth of her batter cervix. Asian and Negroid sperm
competed in her cum clogged womb, wriggling out their brief lives
for eggs that were not there. The old man felt every pulsation
of the young cunt around his old cock. The wet velvet lining of
her quim melded and kiss every crevass and warty knob on the old
man's member, bathing the dry cracked surface with an ocean of
musk that pumped from her young flesh in a seemingly endless
stream.
Rachel felt the old man's liquid explosion, but had only begun to
climb the peak of pleasure herself. Distracted by the twin
penetration by the two men, the young slut had become to intent
on pleasing them. The youth's abuse of her mouth was made worse
as she docilely tried to cover her teeth with her swollen lips to
protect the invading cock from her teeth tearing and scraping the
tender flesh of her mouth in a sacrificial gesture of submission.
The boy cared little for her gesture as he plunged his cock into
her throat to the roots, holding it there savoring the warmth and
rippling convulsions of her throat as he triggered her gag
reflex. Jets of air sent mucus streaming down her upper lip as
her breath exploded from the restricted airway of her nostrils.
The boy held the young slut's head in an iron grip as she
thrashed about trying desperately to breath around the cock
buried in her convulsing throat.
"Mmmmmmmmh, mmmmmmmfp", she gurgled as she felt the young boys
heavy balls slap against her chin. Wordlessly she felt the thick
post become thicker as the shaft prepared to baptize her with
it's rich cream.
As the old man withdrew his ruined slime covered cock from the
willing tramp's sodden cunt the he noticed that the girl was
pushing her torso upward voluntarily making the thin cords
encircling her painfully swollen teats cut further into the the
tender flesh. He sniggered to himself as he walked to where his
son had tied the massive dog. He untied the beast and sat to
watch the spectacle.
Chapter 13
The great black beast immediately buried his snout in the girl's
dripping quim, his thick tongue lapping up the mixture of the old
man's spent seed and the musk drooling uncontrollably from the
young slut's pussy. Conquistador, shambled from side to side his
tongue a blur as he struggled to get at every musky drop. The
greasy hair on Hatori's upper lip moved as his lip curled in
amusement. His slanted eyes never left the underside of the big
dogs stomach as the red club of the dog's penis slowly extend
from it's hairy sheath. Ever since Hatori had acquired the large
dog as a pup he knew that the dog's endowment was "special". He
had taken great delight in forcing Maria to allow the dog to do
"whatever" the dog had liked in the 4 years he had had her. The
dog liked the smell and taste of women. He had never needed
encouragement to mount Maria, the first time had been when she
was on her knees cleaning, and as it happened she had been in
season. He remembered the panic in Maria's face when the 200lb
dog had mounted her. Hatori had had to grab the surprised little
hispanic by the hair to restrain her and after a few sharp blows,
the young girl had let the dog have his way. After that the dog
had acquired a taste for her, using her just about as often as
Hatori.
Tahio's cock seemed on the verge of splitting its' own skin. The
pulsing of the choking girl's throat and the milking of her
tongue along the underside of the sensitive shaft sent him over
the edge.
"He-e-e-e,uh-uh,huh-huh,hee hee" the moron babbled as his shaft
exploded, his large balls sending pulse after pulse of cum into
the girl's throat. Gagging and struggling for breath, her breath
exploded out of her nose carrying with it streamers of thick
white cum that draped her lips and greased the great tube of
muscle that continued to ravage her mouth and throat. Pulse
after pulse of semen, streaked with white ribbons of sperm
splashed her throat and coating her tongue and teeth as the great
cock continued to piston in and out of her face. The poor girl
could taste nothing but the delicious white spunk as it coated
her tongue and cloyed her taste buds. At last the boy withdrew
the delicious prong far enough that she could suckle at the
bulbous end. The girl's cheeks hollowed suctioning as much of
the thick cream as she could. As it dribbled down her chin, her
small mouth filled to overflowing.
"M-M-M-M-h, a-a-a-h, M-m-m-muh", the teen mumbled as she
struggled to suck and swallow every precious drop of the boy's
thick sperm laden semen. Rachel vaguely felt the new onslaught
on her raw cunt as she bent to the delightful task before her.
To the poor girl, the thick white fluid was precious nectar, the
symbol of the new communion that marked the new covenant between
her and those she sought to please. Her old religious crutch had
been replaced by a new and more powerful addiction. She was
forever to be a servant she knew. Gone was the old Rachel,
replaced by a groveling wretch, eager to please anyone, anyone
with a hard spewing cock to fill her and to make her whole, to
validate her new existence.
Her eyes gazed upward at the face of the boy idiot as he withdrew
the meaty prong she had been suckling. The act drew a childish
whimper from the girl, as though a child had been denied a toy.
The shapely teen's petulance lasted but a second as her muscular
back absorbed the full weight of the the huge black dog's chest
and shoulders.
"Uh-h-h-h-h, ah-ah-ah-ah!", the pretty teen groaned as her arms
momentarily buckled under the weight causing excruciating pain in
her nostrils as the hooks pulled at her tender nose.
The large dog shuffled forward on his muscular hind legs, his
great back forming an arch over the girl's kneeling form. Each
vertebrae of the dog's back stood out in clear relief under his
sleek coat, his front legs grasping the sleek flanks of the
trapped girl's torso.
Panic born of the sudden pain rushed through Rachel's mind,
realization fought through the fog of fear slowly. Only when she
heard the cruel mocking words of the old man's did she know how
much further humiliation would go.
The boy had joined his father to watch as the great dog struggled
to take his turn at the willing slut. The sleek columns of the
girl's thigh rippled with effort to accommodate the dog's weight.
The muscles in her firm arms and arched back stood out as well as
they took up the weight of the 200lb dog. Conquistador's member
was nearly fully extended now, the thin hairy sheath still
encasing the knob of the dogs knot fully 9 inches from the tip of
the thick blunt nose shaft. The bright red tube glistened, its
surface mapped with thin purple veins. Widest in the middle,
it's blunt shape danced between the upright thighs of the teenage
girl as it hung downward beneath the dog under its apparent
weight. Hatori could see the dog's great scrotum as if filled
the gap between its muscular rear legs. The dog's huge cock
drubbed against the girls engorged clit as it hung too low to
reach the leaking mouth of the girl's cunt.
Realization dawned in the mind of the pretty young slut as she
felt the constant maddening drubbing against her swollen raw
clit.
"No-o-o-o-o-!! uh-uhnn", the pretty teen whimpered in pathetic
resistance. "The mongrel dog is mounting me", the beautiful
girl's mind screamed. She knew then that what the old priest
said was true, she truly was the lowest whore in god's creation,
a slut bitch, low enough to be the lover of a common cur dog.
The thought hit her demonic licentious nerve like an electric
shock, her guts knotted in exquisite anticipation, her skin
prickling as the depravity of the act permeated her luscious body
like a vile invisible poison, contaminating and degrading the
flesh of her flawless body. Every part of her responded, the
tips of her tortured breasts throbbed as the thin cord cut into
them, the majestic heavy bags of her tits swelled and throbbed
and her raw and ravaged cunt gushed its liquid approval at the
depraved thought of it.
The last tattered shred of decency and self esteem of the
beautiful teen died as her knees flexed to lower her bottom in an
effort to offer an easier target for her bestial lover. Reason
no longer existed in the attractive girl's mind, only the desire
to please, her bestial love, to play the cur bitch to the
mindless beast. The mindless desire to please, to get in return
the wonderful release of the flesh had undone a lifetime of
learning, of teachings. The beautiful young slut clenched her
eyes as she endured the pain that her efforts to captured the
fleshy invader brought to her nose and breasts.
Conquistador pranced and danced on his thick hind legs, his
fleshy spear skittering between the bitch's thighs leaving slick
trails across her stomach. The dog's thick tongue trailed
strings of saliva across the willing girl's muscular back as his
hunched form seemed to meld with the arched back of the young
human bitch beneath him. His insistent pressure was matched by
the backward push of her firm buttocks, both were rewarded as the
blunt nose of the engorged red spear slotted between the sodden
lips of her swollen labia, caught for an instance in the
distended mouth of her raw cunt, then with a rush slid in to the
hilt like a sword sheathing itself in her guts.
Chapter 14
"Uh-n-n-n-n-h", was all the poor girl could manage as the great
dog cock speared into her it's blunt head crashing into her
swollen cervix and sliding beneath it invading a portion of her
abused cunt that had only recently been touched by the exploring
fingers of the old japanese pervert. The fleshy spear lanced
forward to bury itself against the wall of her vagina stretching
and bruising the tender resilient flesh. The fingers on her
bound hands dug into the wood of the floor, her eyes were wide
but unseeing as the enormity, the utter depravity of what had
just happened broke upon her. "She had let it happen, No, she
wanted it to happen, she willingly helped it happen", she
thought.
"You utter slut, you, sick perverted whore", her mind screamed
out. "You are worthless, you are the lowest creation on earth, a
mere sperm sump, destined to be a haggard slut, diseased and
forever marked by the debased sins you are willingly committing."
These exhortations, the last whimper of the dying morality she
had recently held rang hollowly in the vacuum of her mind.
"Oh, yes, this is s-o-o-o- perverted, so-o-o- nasty,....and I
love it," another voice in her head countered as she arched her
back pushing her ass back towards her bestial lover. The
beautiful young woman seemed to wallow in the depravity of her
situation. Mere days ago she would have been physically ill at
the thought of the act she now performed with relish. Like a
maggot squirming in the moldering filth of a decaying corpse, she
bathed in the supreme depravity of the act and the degradation
she willing pursued.
The thick red canine shaft, fully 8' around at it's thickest
point pistoned in and out of the groveling slut as the black dog
rutted between her spayed cheeks that she willing offered up.
All pretenses had been discarded, she willingly played the bitch
to the humping animal. The small mouth of her abused cunt
stretched mouth like around the slick red member. The strained
tissue of her labia caressed the length of the slimy bestial cock
as it withdrew only to rush back as the great animal's hips
pounded out a rapid staccato against the firm globes of her white
ass. The red lips were stretched to a pale band wet with a white
foamy paste as they tortured lips swabbed their mingled juices
from the pounding rod like a hydraulic seal. A puddle of drool
pooled warmly on her back mixing with the beads of sweat along
her arched spine. The great beast's flews were flecked with foam
from his exertions.
The poor slut heard nothing but the heavy breathing of the huge
dog and her own whimpering mews. She rutted like a common cur
bitch, playing whore to the mindless beast to satisfy his animal
urge. The beautiful slut licked her cum covered lips, her tongue
protruding from her open mouth as if to make room for the huge
animal cock that filled her to bursting.
"Uh-h-h-h-h-h-h", she groaned as the blunt ram continued to
bruise the far wall of her cunt. It's rapid passage lubricated
by her own secretions. She struggled to take the punishing cock,
to accept in return the wonderfully wicked feelings it gave her.
Her red swollen clit was now pummeled repeatedly as the dog's
knot pounded against her stretched labia.
The old japanese stared with a wicked grin as he saw the dog's
knot beating against the stretched mouth of the beautiful girl's
quim. No, he admitted to himself, it was too big. The girl
mustn't be hurt, today. She was still the property of the old
Padre.
The two lovers seemed one. The form of the girl, her pale
flawless skin glistening with sweat, the huge dog arched over her
laboring form, it's sleek black coat shining in the light, were
joined by the wrist thick shaft of red meat.
The pale skin of the beautiful slut began to flush as she neared
her release. The torment of her red raw cunt had turned to the
tension of pleasure as her bruised clitoris continued to swell
under the hammer blows of the dog's hardening knot. She felt it
before the mindless beast knew as she felt the red shaft swell to
bursting, wringing yet another whimper from the bruised cum
clogged throat of the attractive slut. Suddenly she felt the
first hot jets from the impossibly swollen cock bath the abused
walls of her stretched cunt. Jet after jet of hot dog cum washed
the pain away in a soothing shower of bestial essence. The rush
of hot animal release sent the slut into a long mind bending
orgasm, her dirty fingers scrabbling against the rotted wood
floor, the toes of her filth caked feet curling as her tense
muscles bunched and knotted as she found the rapture that she so
sought. She arched her sleek back, tensing the round globes of
her buttocks in an effort to squeeze every second of pleasure
from the humming nerves of her throbbing clit. The crazed girl
could feel the entire shape of the bestial shaft as it filled her
bottom, pumping her full of it's life giving load. Already her
system was alerted to the flood of alien sperm and was beginning
to annihilate the squirming hoard as it labored up the opening of
her dilated cervix.
A shudder wracked the beautiful girls body as the huge dog
dismounted, his dripping cock dangling beneath him like an
obscene red sausage. In the after glow of her orgasm, the poor
girl began to sob. She cried with the realization that she was
forever lost.
The dog walked to the door and whimpered. Hatori motioned to his
son to remove the dog. As the door closed behind the boy.
Hatori fisted his cock as he watched the stream of dog cum run
like a string of mucus from the stretched and dilated mouth of
the beautiful girl's bottom. He walked to the raised head of the
girl and surveyed her swollen cum encrusted lips.
"You suckee mee missee, and maybe I let the doggie have you
again. You like?, the old man chorled. Rachel, had been born
again, only as a mindless whore, a lowly slut. The old Rachel
would have died as the head of the bound girl struggled against
the confining nasal hooks, to nod her head in agreement, as she
extended her pink tongue in invitation to the old man's swollen
cock.
** Chapter 15
Alone in the now dark room, Rachel heard the door open as the old
Padre returned. She recognized his steps on the wooden floor,
which stopped abruptly halfway across the room.
The Padre paused and raised the lamp to better see the girl. The
sympathy he felt evaporated in a cloud of rage when he saw her in
the lamplight.
The beautiful girl's pale skin was streaked with dried semen, on
the floor beneath her swollen open labia was a pool of congealing
animal cum. The skin of her round firm ass, once flawless was a
network of scratches from the old Orientals scrabbling fingers.
The hood that had covered her head was gone, her head was covered
by a matted clot of blond hair. The candle gag was gone, in it's
place was a dried crust of cum around the girl's mouth. Her lips
swollen and puffy.
"So, you truly have found your calling you brazen whore!!", he
roared. "Being a slut for god is not enough to satisfy your
hungry cunt, you soulless abomination!!"
The Padre walked to the wall and removed a leather scourge that
some of the more zealous locals sometimes used during festivals
to do penance.
"Uh-h, Uh-h, No-o-o-o-o, the girl protested as the first blow
landed on the smooth skin of her muscled back and ass.
He began to flail at the helpless girl, her white white skin
making an unmissable target.
"You foul abomination, you are to god's purpose and none others,
only he can debase you for his will. You offer yourself up like
a common slut, in violation of his will...."
He eyes blurred and it was no longer the poor young vessel of
lust before him but the hated woman that had once betrayed his
with another. He lashed out his anger at her, smashing the
sneering smile, the faithless flesh that had robbed him of his
manhood...
The long leather tails of the lash raised livid red and blue
welts across the flawless skin of the beautiful teens back and
buttocks as the crazed priest bent to his demented work. His
arms knotted as he flailed at the helpless trembling form before
him his black bulk towering over her as she groveled kneeling.
The long leather tongues seemed to caress and lick the girl as
they wrapped themselves lovingly around the curves of her jerking
and trembling form, kissing her flanks and the sides of her heavy
hanging breasts. The beautiful young girl jerked and tossed
bringing renewed agony to her discolored and swollen nipples, and
the angry red pits of her nostrils where the cold steel hooks
held her fast.
Nothing was spared the unforgiving kiss of the lash. The Padre
paid special attention to the ripe wet target made by the cleft
of her proud ass cheeks and the swollen dripping labia that
nestled between the columns of her white thighs. The merciless
hard edged leather did its work without conscience, bringing
piteous whimpers from the attractive young woman.
Rachel's mind exploded with insane pain as the coarse leather bit
into her sensitized flesh. She thrashed and jerked but soon knew
that any movement brought only more pain. Soon the pain in her
back, a swollen mass of hot welts gave way to the searing pain of
her cunt as the old sadistic priest laid the lash into the
swollen wet cleft between her legs. Her whimpers were soon lost
amid the heavy breathing of the old priest as he labored over his
defenseless victim.
"May god' save your unrepentant soul, you foul whore's spawn.."
he wheezed as his anger abated. His anger clouded eyes now saw
the wretched sight before him and his heart clutched in
sympathy.
The bound girl, trembled before him, her once flawless skin now a
network of livid red and blue welts, some weeped where the
leather had nearly drawn blood. Her pitiful whimpers were broken
by quiet sobs, the floor beneath the girl spotted with tears
amidst the drops of dried cum. The old black Padre was ashamed
for what he had done to the girl. True she had behaved as a
brazen slut for an unknown man or men, that was certain. But,
she had been in no position to prevent it. His heart felt sad
and he was sickened that he had lost control of himself and had
in part enjoyed it as the throbbing in his groin attested. He
victimized the girl to assuage the anger he felt at himself and
the betrayer of his heart. He hurried to the poor teens side and
gently unbuckled the restrains binding her hands and knees. He
cut the thin cords that cruelly pulled on her luscious breasts
and lifted her semen stained face from the metal hooks.
The poor girl looked at him with gratitude as she crawled from
her perch, legs too numb to stand. She faltered, her mind mind
awash with memories of the days pain and pleasure. The spark of
lascivious depravity sprang into flame as she caught her
reflection in the mirror that stood fastened against the wall.
She looked intently, her pink tongue peeked out to wet her
swollen cum encrusted lips. Her beautiful hair matted with sweat
and semen. She raised a had to a swollen discolored nipple still
painfully bound, and felt it's blood swollen sensitivity. Her
eyes beheld a wretch that she could scarcely recognize, bruises
and welts covered her once flawless skin, dried yellow cum
stained her face, and she could see the red raw flesh of her
bottom glisten with others leavings and her own guilty
secretions. Without thinking the lost slut lowered her head to
the floor as if to find comfort. Her cheek pressed against the
dirt of the rotting wooden floor. Her tiny hands ventured back
along her flanks, fingers splayed she gripped the firm cheeks of
her abused ass and splayed them exposing the angry wet mouth of
her cunt. The thick red sentry of her clit was erect and
swollen. She arched her back and elevated her bottom as she
wagged her splayed cunt in invitation to the old Padre.
Chapter 16
The morning sunlight leaked through the old shutters on the
window and woke Rachel from her dreams. The beautiful young
woman's head swam with visions of spurting cocks. She was
imbibing from their creamy fountains, their viscous loads filling
her mouth to overflowing, bathing her face and chest. Other
muscular tubes assaulted her cunt and ass, stretching her, their
throbbing girths making her feel safe and secure with their
filling presence. The maddening throb of her swollen oversized
clit under the persistent rubbing of the demanding cocks was a
reassuring constant. She was on a long liquid ride her heavy
breasts swaying and bouncing with her labored exertions.
The attractive young girl rose in a trance like state, barely
aware of the actions she had willing performed over the last 48
hours. Her fall had been so far in so short a time that it too
seemed a dream. Each step reminded her it was reality, her new
reality, she had become, of her own accord, a willing and
enthusiastic whore, a slut to every virile cock that wanted to
use her. Her abused cunt was raw from the men and yes, beasts
that had used her. She felt the sticky wetness that still
dribbled from her stretched and aching cunt. It wet her bottom,
the crevass between her firm cheeks thoroughly greased by the
leftover sperm. Her back and buttocks throbbed from the lashing
she had received from the old Padre, her nipples, face and knees
hurt too. Then she remembered, the in her knees was from the
fucking the old Padre had given her. Her face burned with shame
as she remembered offering her dripping bottom to the old priest.
She could still feel how his cock slicked into her distended cunt
on the spent sperm that coated her insides. She could still feel
the raw ache as her knees and cheek, grated across the old wooden
floor as the old black Padre had fucked into her upturned cunt
with a maniacal fury. She remembered the insane lust she felt as
she helped in her own degradation. She recalled the cramping in
her stomach as she used her strong supple muscles to milk the old
man's cock, how she had reached back to fondle and cradle his
swaying balls, trying to make it good for him. Her last memory
was of the long orgasm she had as she pinched at her swollen clit
with her own grimy fingers, scratching and clawing at the
sensitive nerve bundle to heighten her own pleasure as the old
priest filled her raw and aching young cunt with the dregs from
his withered balls.
The beautiful 18 year old walked to the hook on which hung the
simple cotton peasant dress, all that remained of her belongings.
The Padre had removed her suitcase and other belongings. Even
denying her footware. She raised her arms painfully, the welts
and bruises crying out from her movements. The light from the
window shone across the broad white expanse of her large breasts
as she put on the old dress. Her heavy breasts swayed within the
loose confines of the dress, the long fingers of her red nipples
clearly visible through the light fabric. She walked out of her
room and down the dark hallways of the church. She dreaded what
awaited her at the laundry. Her dread was mixed with a sick
sense of anticipation. What did she have to hide from them?
They had taken her, they had degraded her in a way that was
beyond her imagination. And still she was excited at the
prospect what might await. She stepped from the dark church into
the bright light of a new day.
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