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Thread: The Semminary- phtlc and Babygirl67

I had to laugh, I just couldn't help it. This was too much..his protestations of innocence, his vain attempts at pulling his tattered respectability around him, like he could ignore the call of the flesh. I could smell his weakness like a shark scenting blood in the water and moved in for the final blow. Giggling I stroked him just a little bit harder...that untried cock of his was up to the challenge too...my oh my...did it ever like me. You are willing to do anything? Anything? Really..... I pressed all of me up against him, and those nice tight curves did their magic, had that supercilious little holy man squirming in his shoes, his hard cock standing at attention. Sins of the flesh....I had to laugh. I knew alot about sins of the flesh. I watched Vincente with predatory eyes......his mind wasn't quite ready, but his body....it was mine...all mine. I had to reach up on tiptoe again to whisper in his ear, putting the final nail in his coffin one blow at a time...You see Vincente....You will do as I want..anything I want, and I will not tell a soul what you did.... I gave his cock a little squeeze for emphasis..But...you will never, ever tell me what to do again..no matter what you think, no matter how damn cruel unfair you think I am...you will take it like the naughty boy you are.. I stepped back and flipped open my phone, fingers flying as I pulled up what I wanted, and flashed it to him, cycling thru the four photos I had, timestamps and everything. Because my little pet....you will never have what you want if you don't agree. I waited, my hand absently stroking such a fine length thru his pants...and waited for his reply.
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I was terrified, yet my penis was straining to get out of my pants due to her groping and she wouldnt stop. She actually seemed turned on by this? I am twenty years younger than her and she is getting sexually perverted with me.and there isnt a damn thing I can do about it..I hate her. She is loving every second of this, and my cock seems to be throbbing madly in my pants. It scared me to death the way she articulated my willingness to do anything, with a sinister glint in her eye. Then to make matters worse, she pressed herself up against me, rubbing her body al over mine. The worse part is that while I felt disgusted by her doing that, her softness and aroma seemed to have me dizzy and light headed as my erection seemed all to thrilled to be getting her attention. The last few lines hit me like a sledge hammer But...you will never, ever tell me what to do again..no matter what you think, no matter how damn cruel unfair you think I am...you will take it like the naughty boy you are.. , as she squeezed my erection to the point where it actually hurt and I had to stop myself from yelping lest I attract the attention of the girls inside. I was still incredulous.I was standing here, on a path behind the dance studio with Mr. Johnson rubbing herself against me, grabbing my penisI still almost didnt feel this was real. But it was real, and the reality of what was being agreed upon here finally hit me. I was making a classic deal with the devil .she was going to want to touch me and make me touch her.in ways I have never touched anyone. I wanted to scream no way, but I knew I was trapped. If I didnt want my future ruined, I had no choice.but to submit. Lowering my head, trying not to break down or shed any tears I spoke in a whisper.Anything.I will do whatever you tell me to do..I promise. I cant have my future destroyedI will do whatever you want. Anything I just wanted to get out of there before anyone saw what was happenning
Thread: The Semminary- phtlc and Babygirl67

I couldn't help it...I was as giddy as a school girl and was holding back an epic fit of giggles. I had him...on a silver platter I had the high and mighty Vincento....mine to play with, mine to torment....mine. It was all I could do not to grip him by the hands and swing him in a circle like a child excited over a holiday gift. I did what I do best, dominate.....I had seen the look of disgust on his face, at my touch and at his reaction to all of it, and I am sure I looked evil as hell when I grinned and grabbed him by the front of his shirt, my eyes meeting his with little emotion, just pure joy at his situation. The first thing you are going to do is come with me...you have nothing better to do, unless you want to stay peeping into the window... I let him go and turned, not looking back, knowing that if he ran, I would turn him in...If he refused to do as he was told I would turn him in....He was so mine, and so screwed...very very screwed if I had my way.... With a little internal laugh I walked down the alley, knowing he would be close behind.
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Composing myself I needed a second before I could start walking. I knew that following her was not something I had a say in. Taking a deep breath I started to walk, almost feeling as though this was some weird dream...it seemed so unreal. Her laughter, the way she grabbed my shirt and leaned into me, the heartless gaze she laid on me when we were eye to eye. I was truly terrified of her. She had some warped game in mind and I knew it would involve some sort of touching or displaying. She wouldnt go too far of course.sex would be out of the question I assumed, but she would probably touch me and might even make me touch her or some weird thing. As I followed, I could se that she was in very good shape, so there was no question as to why the guys in the neighborhood all seemed to fantasize about her. She had a very pretty face when not sneering, and was in better shape than most women. Her key shortcoming was her cheap flaunting of her sexuality and of course her rough demeanor when dealing with people she dislikedlike me. As we walked, I had a pretty good idea where we were going since she lived nearby, but part of me was in denial, praying and reassuring myself in vain that we were not going to her house. My hopes were shattered of course as we approached it. She had quite the nice place, which would make sense since she was a high priced lawyer, yet I had no desire whatsoever to step onto her property, and certainly not inside her house. As we walked up the fine stone walkway, and steps, my heartbeat picked up and my breathing increased rapidly as my palms started to sweat. What the hell am I doing here? I was so frightened I was feeling nauseous. No way in my life could I ever do anything with this woman, or any woman for that matter. I am planning to be a priest and will be taking a vow of celibacy. She opens the door and gestures to me to step in first. Stepping past her I feel like a condemned man about to enter the execution chamber. As I step into the doorway, my legs go rubbery as the reality of my predicament starts to hit home.I freeze up in the doorway, hesitantly praying for a way out of this. It is like stepping into the lions denI have a hard time moving and seem stuck in the doorway
Thread: The Semminary- phtlc and Babygirl67

I had to fight the desire to give him a shove as he stood in the entryway of my house. When I saw his lips moving it dawned on me what he was up to and I couldn't keep the smile off my face, the sheer amusement of the situation almost overwhelming...You waiting for a last minute save? Praying that I drop dead right here...or that you do? I had to snicker and this time I gave into the urge, a slight shove between the shoulder blades getting him fully in the house so I could shut the door, shut off his escape... I watched his face, seeing the look of utter despair and the insane joy that had been percolating since we started up the steps just welled up and I had to rub my hands on my thighs, material of the jogging pants slick, to keep from rubbing them together in glee. Come Vincento...Lets get started on what is going to be your first day as my pet.. I grabbed on his shirt again and got him started down the hallway and into my livingroom. I propelled him into the living room and directed him to the center of the room, the dark leather furniture and crimson accents suiting my mood today, just hinting at the things he had coming his way..the dark pursuits that had raced thru my mind on the walk over. But I needed to break him in nice and easy...wouldn't wanna scar the mind of the poor church boy... With a soft giggle, I almost ran to the kitchen and yanked open the refridgerator, my hands going straight to the bottle of Chandon on the top shelf...I had been saving it for a special occasion...and this was a whopper of one. The cork went flying and I had to get out the Waterford champagne flute...I knew it was early, but dammit...this was an occasion. I strode back into the living room, bottle and glass dangling in one hand, and dropped down onto the leather lounger, reclining on crimson satin pillows. Pouring the liquid gold into my glass, I looked at Vincento, standing so pathetically in the center of the room, and grinned from ear to ear..now the fun would begin. Taking a sip, the champagne soothing my throat, parched from the run, I looked him over from head to toe. So.... I drug the word out, looking around the room with exaggerated carefulness..Guess your last minute prayer is not going to get answered . I leaned back, kicking my feet up and crossing my legs..Hmmm, where shall we start? I pretended to look thoughtful, as if I didn't already know how the torment would start...I think you should strip, now....everything off, naked as the day you were born.
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I knew this was coming, but part of me was in denial and it still hit me like a train. I couldnt tell why I was so frightened of her, since I was bigger, yet the idea of being naked in her presence terrified me. Looking at her imploringly in hopes that she is not serious I look for just a shred of mercy from her. Standing there in fear I hesitated, until she touched the phone with a glare, and I realized there was going to be no reprieve. Gradually I started, first by taking off my shoes and socks. I wanted to delay this as much as possible so as to buy time, until I could think of a way out of this. Unbuttoning my shirt I dwell on the unfairness of it all. I have so many friends who have broken every rule under the sun yet never get caught, and yet I who have been practically a saint make one bad choice and I get caught. I suppose most of my friends would consider this a treat since everyone thinks shes a hottie, but for me it is terrible. I am going to show my nakedness in front of Ms. Johnson who seems to have some perverted desire to abuse me. As the shirt comes off, I remove the undershirt. I have worked out quite a bit so I have good form, despite my young age but I worked out for my good health, not so I could impress chicks as the other guys put it. I had good pecs, biceps and abs, yet I never wore tight shirts or anything. I believed in modesty. As I started undoing my fly and removing my pants I caught a glimpse of her staring at me with an intimidating look that scared the hell out of me. I still dont get it. Shes so much older than me so why does she want to do this? This is sick. As the pants drop to the floor I step out of them and stand before her in my underwear, and hesitate for a moment. I want to beg but I know what the answer will be so I take a deep breath and remove the boxers letting them drop to the floor. Standing there shaking even though it is warm out I see her eyes immediately zero in on my penis. Even though I am apparently well endowed, according to my friends at school who commented in the shower rooms why they were looking I dont know, I still find this humiliating, to be naked like this in front of Ms. Johnson. My hands immediately cover my penis and I stand there looking at the ground in humiliation, shaking like a leaf. I want this to be over.please dont let this get any worse
Thread: The Semminary- phtlc and Babygirl67

I sat there, reclined on black leather and watched him with avid eyes, trying hard not let the snickers of pure evil intent escape. What a ripe little creature had fallen into my lap..and what treasures lay under those proper clothes he wore. My gaze never left him as all was revealed bit by bit. I could tell he was humiliated and it made me squirm in my chair, enjoyment at it's purest. I made sure to let my eyes take in every inch of his fine body and my fingers just itched to touch him. But that though would come later, first, I had to break him in. I waved my glass at him, smirking as he stood there, his hands coving that very large cock of his. No, move the hands pet...I want to see what you have there. Swallowing the rest of the glass, I set it down with a thump when he didn't comply immediatly and stood gracefully. I stalked around him like a predatory cat, my hands unable to stay off all that lovely flesh for long. My fingers drifted over the smooth skin of his back, giving his tight little ass a slap as I walked behind him..My pet..you have a beautiful body, and it is all mine. I stopped infront of him, cruel smile on my face and yanked his hands away exposing him to me, the final nail in his coffin, the humiliation on his face was priceless, the sheen of tears like ambrosia to me. I looked down clinically at first, nodding and then reached down, closing my fingers around his softened manhood..God gave you quite a bit to play with Vincento....You ever think this was his way of telling you that you don't belong at the church..him giving you to me.. I tilted my head consideringly and let my thumb trail over the tip of him, then around the ridge like the tease I was, getting a rise out of him didn't take much...he might be ready for the church, but his cock wanted much much more. I laughed and continued to manipulate him, my hands using just the right pressure to make him beg...for what I am not sure yet.
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Keeping the giggle restrained at his sniveling was one of the toughest things I had to do...this was rich, local seminarian begging his most hated enemy to stop, like that word work. The slap I sent his way was by no means my worst, I just needed enough to snap him out of his whining. Not that the groveling wasn't amusing as hell, but I could see it growing tedious after an hour or two. Listen my pet....no amount of begging or pleading will change what you are going to be to me...So cease your cowardly behavior or I shall make the next one count. I looked down at the fine cock in my hand and pondered what to do next. The possibilities made my head spin...which one to try first? I caught my lower lip in my teeth, the grin of absolute wicked happiness barely contained. I knew exactly what would bring him to his knees. I leaned in to him, my lips right next to his ear, voice barely above a whisper...Have you ever came little boy? Jerked on it till it spilled all over your hands? I kept up the motions of my hand, smooth strokes along the hard shaft, thumb riding over the tip on the upstroke, precum making it slick and easy to tease. Little virgin, you ever thought about putting this in a girl, fucking her till you can't take it anymore. I knew he would be mortified, but really, he was peeping at a bunch of young girls, naked young girls. Maybe a ripe one hmm, like the one's you were watching today? You proved to me what they say about priests is correct..... I watched his face for telltale signs of anger, but he was weak, perfect little spineless creature that I would eventually mold to my will. I kept up the jerking on his cock, but sped it up just a little and increased the pressure...I wanted that first virgin seed, I wanted it all over my hand.. A thought occurred to me and I couldn't help it and laughed out loud. Maybe the pure little cherub needed to help, needed to grab onto it like the man he was not and show me that he could touch himself without passing out from mortification...the last thought had me giggling. I grabbed his hand and pulled it up, linking our fingers so we both worked his manhood, trickles of precum slicking over both our fingers. I held him tight and refused to let him loose...I wanted him to feel it..cum on his hands, the humiliation at me making him do it as well...
Thread: The Semminary- phtlc and Babygirl67

The slap caught me completely off guard , and ,my face reddened in shame as she giggled. All hope of being shown any mercy faded. She really intended to do whatever she wanted with my body and I was going to have to take it. I tried to the best of my ability to take my mind elsewhere but I couldnt. My erection was being toyed with and the sensation had me hyperventilating and my flesh was twitching in response to her manipulation. I really didnt see how getting beaten by her would help my situation so I dried the tears and tried to be stoic. Her questions repulsed my they were so depraved. Have I came? NO!...Of course not. Im dedicated to celibacy. I gasp as her thumb starts running over the opening at the end of my penis while she masturbates my. I was so ashamed to admit it but it felt goodreally good. I tried to shut that part of me off, yet I couldnt help but quiver and gasp every time it happened which was every few seconds. Have I thought about sticking it into a girl? I am aware of what that is and had to take sex ed like everyone else in my school, but no I havent entertained such thoughts. I was shocked by her comments on preists and offended but I swallowed it, not wanting to provoke her. She started to speed her motions up which had me losing all control as my body started to sweat and my breathing went out of control. I was terrified by the sensations I was feeling. My body seemed to want to instinctively move my hips in coordination with her movements, but I at least maintained control over that, refusing to let myself be further humiliated. When she grabbed my hand and placed it on my so we were both masturbating me was horrifying. I couldnt believe a human being could be so hatefully disgusting as to make a church going young man like myself do something so immoral. My cock had both of our hands touching it, pumping furiously as I closed my eyes and tried desperately not to think about it. Suddenly something seemed very wrongit was similar to the sensation of needing to go to the bathroom but not exactly. I needed to pull away from her but she had the right grip and I suspect that the positioning of her nails was not an accident. Ms. Johmson.I need to..you have to stop.something is.oohaaagh, and with that my balls contracted and an overwhelming tingling sensation ripped through my as I stiffened and spasmed while my penis suddenly started pumpinga warm fluid that got on my hands. When the sensation passed, I closed my mouth and looked down to see a translucent whitish fluid that was on both of our hands, which could only be sperm. Looking at her in embarrassment, my cheeks burning red, Im sorry Ms,,,,,,,,, I couldnt finish my sentence, and just stared at the ground silently
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I laughed at his apology and knew right then that he was mine, completely, totally without any reservation. He would not fight, would not complain, just stand there and take it. I looked down at both our hands, covered in his sticky seed and had to conceal a grin. All that talk of celibacy, and his cock had fallen with a few good pulls. Damn the boy had a taste for it, or he would when I got done with him. Leaning in, cheek brushing his as I moved forward, I let my lips just touch his ear, my voice barely above a whisper. Look at it, look Vincento...your seed all over us, your first ever orgasm and it is at my hands. You speak of celibacy, of serving god, yet the speed at which your control weakened tells me more than your mouth ever will. I grabbed him by the hair and forced his eyes down to our joined hands..slick with his sperm, and smiled softly. A man headed to the priesthood would have never let that happen, he would have been able to resist me. Do you know what that means? I licked at his ear with a delicate lap of my tongue.. It means you have been lying to yourself..God doesn't want you. You will never belong to him like you will belong to me. I released his cock, but not his hand and raised it to my mouth, eyes never leaving his face. I wanted to see his expression, the open book he was right now, as I licked a bit of his cum off his hand, then rolled around on my tongue. Tastes sweet pet.....lets wash up shall we. I pulled on his arm, leading him naked not into the kitchen, but into my bedroom upstairs, the master suite. My bed dominates the room, a heavy four poster, with small rings embedded in the wood on all four sides...chains were put away for now. All gold and blue, it seems so innocuous until you look close, rings in the ceilings and walls, then you realize exactly what you are in for. I kept him moving, he was passive in my hands, till we entered the master bath. My pride and joy, a huge black whirlpool jet tub is the focus, heated towel bars and mirrors line the walls. I drag him forward and start the bath, my torment not over yet. I am longing to see how he reacts to a naked woman, and to see how fast he recovers. It is important to my playtime. Turning the taps, I begin to run a bath, pouring lavender salts in and tossing my tank at his feet. I watch his eyes as I undress revealing a body, while not as young as the ones he had been spying on, was perfect and 15 yrs younger looking, nice and tight... Inside pet....I need to be cleaned, and so do you..
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I watched him hide his eyes with a grin..I bet the poor boy had never seen a naked girl before today, never touched one, probably never kissed one either. Still, his peeping had clued me into the fact his needs were there, and mine to shape and mold...to twist until they were what I wanted. I did a quick calculation in my head as I stood there, nude body displayed, skin gleaming, pussy shaved into a perfect heart...he still had a few more years in seminary. A devilish grin danced over my face...the things I would teach him. Already I was wet from the little show he put on in my living room, but these naughty thoughts had me shivering with excitement. I stepped into the water with a sigh of pleasure and stood before him, barely an arm's reach away and looked down at his bent head with a smile that had to of looked hellishly evil from his stand point...Look at me Vincento...See what a woman looks like, not a girl. His glance flicked up, then dropped and I had to giggle. Don't worry, I don't bite the first couple of times around. The giggle turned into a full blown laugh and I had slip to my knees infront of him or run the risk of falling on my ass. I grabbed his chin and made him look into my eyes, my knees open so his could fit between them, the hair on his tickling the insides of my thighs...I would be that you have never touched a girl, felt the weight of a breast in your hand, slid your fingers between her legs to see how wet you had got her. I grabbed one of his hands and pressed it up against one hard nipple with a little sigh, then slid it down under the water, till it was between my thighs, fingers just touching the warm folds.., and I leaned forward again to whisper in his ear...You wanna put your cock there Vincent, see what it feels like? I didn't wait for an answer, just turned to grab the soap and lathered it up, then began to wash him, using gentle strokes and caresses, till he was covered in lather. I didn't speak, just kept up the movements till my hands were ready to reach below the water, to grab that thick cock I had had earlier..to see if he could recover fast enough to be a good pet. My fingers closed over it, not hard now but sure to jump in my hands as it had before.