Thread: REPENT! (Jack Stalker and Rosie)

The warmth of Natalie's youthful flesh and the tightness of her taut skin were not lost on Father Deep, as he stroked his fingers about her. Natalie's hair was bound into the fist of one clenched hand, while her smooth blemish free skin felt the searching touch of his fingers as he slid them about her body with an increasing hunger. He looked upon her as an offering, a gift from the lord himself, sent to be sacrificed on the altar of his righteous rod. He was eager to show her how devoted a servant of the almighty could be when given such a tight young whore to deliver from Satan on a tide of holy sperm. His cock throbbed and pulsated with a burning need as he watched her arch her nimble slender body and rise up onto her toes. His lips burned and burned at her skin wherever they touched her and his grasp on her flesh never wavered as he listened to her pleas. Yes Natalie, that's right. Please Father... that's what you will say, please and thank you as I deliver you to salvation on the ends of my blessed tongue, fingers and rod. he assured her with a grin. He shifted his body to thrust his cock between her small fingers as his cunt seeking fingertips splayed open her cunt flaps and his eager digits plunged into the wet heat of her girlish cunt, splitting asunder her gash and sinking deep into her heated channel of fuck. I am a messenger and a vessel of the almighty my child, nothing I do is wrong. he said with an aggressive hiss as she took a firm hold on his member. He could feel the heat drain from his rampant shaft into her cool feeling fingers as he slid his bastard of a cock back and forth with slight movements of his hips as he buried a second finger inside her and rolled his fingers, splaying and stretching her innards as he forced the digits into her impossibly tight cunny. He towered over her when he stood, moving the hand that was in her hair to wrench her about and slam her back against the rear of the confessional. Fuck you did he? I think it likely he must have tried, but to be fucked you must soil your precious cunt with a man. Since you have but sinned with a boy it is certain that my righteous rod will be able to bring you salvation. Three times you say? Mouth, ass and cunt most likely, eh my child? I can feel your sin weeping forth from your soiled and soaking cunt, coating my fingers with your wickedness. he nodded, fucking her tight hole with his fingers as a grin crossed his face. Did you encourage him by moving your body like that of a whore or some cock hungry slut? Did you entice him with the foul words of Satan? Did you fuck him back, you filthy harlot, did you shove your tiny little cunt onto him when he drilled into you? Fear not my child, for I will go deeper and stretch your youthful cock sheath to capacity, ensuring that every inch of your innards is blessed by my holiness and scourged of the sin he may have deposited within your wicked cunt. he explained in a twisted logic and bastardised gospel which had served him well for years among the less learned and fearful of the clergy. One word from him could brand a person a witch or a blasphemer, either of which would spell doom... often for entire families. Her flesh was perfection, her body the living image of an angel. His cock had never felt so rigid or desperate to feel a girls insides as he looked at her, staring into her eyes as he continued to finger her hot wet cunt. He moved his other hand to begin stroking his cock, using her hand as a buffer, showing her the pace and speed, then leaving her hand to return his own to her hair, tugging it until she was up on her toes before him and he was staring into her eyes. Tell me the words of sin you spoke my child. Address me with your sluttish mouth and whorish speech. Tell me that you need me to fuck my holy rod into your desecrated cunt and purge you of sin. Stroke me until I am even harder, weep your juices onto my fingers like the little fuck tease that you are... but have a care my child, do not allow yourself to climax until a man of god has afforded you permission, lest you condemn yourself. he warned her as his own cock head wept pre cum onto his engorged knob, her fingers under his grasp smearing it across his flesh to leave his shaft head glistening before he had sunk his fingers into her strands to drag her upwards before him. I can see that you are more in need of salvation than any other slut to grace this holy abode. I swear to you my child, I will take this holy ordained flesh and fuck it into your tight young body until I know you have been saved. he reassured her in a caring and understanding voice laced with wild lust and hunger.