The church is quiet now. It’s late. The building left open for sinners to come plead for their absolution. That’s not why I’m here though. True I would be concidered a sinner by the standards of the church, but I no longer care. I’m here for you. A pretty little thing that galavants around indulging in sin and vice, then coming here to beg forgiveness only to do it all again.
I’ve been following you for a while, and I was surprised by your two-faced nature. Here you’re such a pious good girl, but out in the world you’re a regular Jezebel. I wonder if you realize the duplicity in your behavior, maybe that’s what makes it so fun. What would your acquaintances here think if they knew how dirty you could be. Maybe after tonight maybe I can shatter your delusions about all of this, and set you free to indulge in hedonistic delights. A wicked smile curls on my lips at the thought.
The building is almost empty now. Just you praying and me watching, waiting for my chance. It comes soon enough. Having finished your benedictions you get up to leave, and I follow. When you pass a small chapel I make my move. Swooping in behind you I clap my right hand over your mouth, muffling your scream. You attempt to struggle, bucking and thrashing in my arms. Your’re desperate, but it’s not enough. I overpower you and throw you into the chapel.
You fly forward and land hard on the floor, gasping as the air is knocked from you. As you slowly rise rise from the floor, I lock and bar the doors. There is no escape. I can see the fear in your eyes as I turn back to you. This is the first good look at you I’ve gotten tonight. You’re as beautiful as always. You’re wearing a long coat with a modest dress underneath. I step forward dropping my coat, and you step back. You turn to run, leaping down the chapel aisle. In response I pounce catching you by your flowing coat. The tension almost sends you falling back wards, but you manage to wiggle free. Throwing the coat away I continue my chase, cornering you at the chapel’s altar. “What, ” you stammer tears welling up in your eyes, “what do you want.”
“Isn’t it obvious,” I say coldly. “You.”
“No,” you wimper hands over your mouth. We circle each other, almost like a dance. “Please, don’t. Let me go”
Your plea leaves you open for a second, but a second is all I need. I close the distance between us in an instant. My left arm wraps around your waist, the right over you chest. “But I’ve come to give you a gift,” I growl with sinister glee. “I bring you a revelation.”
Pinned against the altar I force you into arm lock.”Don’t struggle too much,” I gloat, “you wouldn’t want to dislocate your arm.”
You tremmor in terror. The pain in your shoulder tells you that I am not lying. Then you feel a shiver down your spine as pull down the zipper, exposing your back to the cool air. You start to sob protests, knowing what was about to happen. Tears begin to run down your cheeks and drip on the altar cloth. You can feel the dress being pulled down, to bunch in a pile at your feet. Now, in only your lacy bra and thong, you plead to avoid the inevitable.
“Is that a thong?” I click my tongue. “Wearing such sexy underwear in church.” I lean in your ear and growl, “Were you about to go out and sin again, so soon after begging forgiveness.” I pull the thin strap of fabric covering your pussy to the side. I feel you tense as my finger starts to slide back and forth along your cunt. “Fuck, you’re so wet.” I growl in your ear. You turn your head to the side, try to block me out. My fingers continue to stroke and rub, finding your clit and giving it some special attention. You let out a moan, betraying the building sensation inside. “Such a slut,” I chastise you, “you’re getting off on this.” I slide a finger inside you, then two. Its so wet they slide right in. “Definitely not a virgin. Aren’t you Christian girls supposed to save yourselves for marriage?” I chuckle a I undo my pants and pull out my cock. “Well looks like I won’t be owing your father 30 pieces of silver for what happens next.”
“No,” you beg, newfound panic in your voice as you feel my cock slide along your pussy. “Please, let me go! I wouldn’t tell anyone,” Your pleas almost become a montra. Then my cock slides in. You gasp in horror, the sensation of my dick sliding inside confirming that this is happening. Then to your shame your gasp becomes a moan as the full length of my cock fills you. “No,” you continue to wimper, in a vain hope that this will stop. You realize to your horror that your body is moving on its own. Moving to meet my hips as they thrust into you.
“That’s a good little sinner,” I growl. “You know you love this. Getting fucked in a church. Its so deliciously taboo.” I begin to pick up the speed of my thrusts. Our flesh begins to slap together. “God isn’t going to save you. Give in and embrace the pleasures of the flesh.”
Your pleas have deteriorated to moans of guilty pleasure as my cock continues its assault into your warm, wet pussy. My hand grabs onto your hair and pulls your hair back as I continue to fuck you. “Look at that cross,” I cackle, “It means nothing. There is no higher power to save you.” Tears are streaming down your face, but you can’t stop moaning like the whore you are. Music to my ears. I feel myself close to cumming and growl, “I hope you’re ready for my hot load in your cunt.”
You plead for me to pull out, but its too late. My cum erupts inside you, coating your fertile pussy with my seed. As my cock spasams inside you I feel strain against the armlock, but to my surprise it isn’t you struggling. Your body is thrashing about in the invoulentarly spasms of your own orgasm. You let out a final breathy wail, and collapse into a sobbing pile on the floor. You pray for this all to be a dream, but my cum leaking from your cunt reminds you this is real.
“Don’t be so sad,” I gloat. “We’re just enjoying the time we have.” I pull up my pants and put myself together, “Besides if you get pregnant you can always say god did it.” I chuckle cruelly, “I mean it worked once before.”
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