Thread: REPENT! (Jack Stalker and Rosie)

REPENT! Father John Deep was getting on, entering his forties he still had the form of a man twenty years younger, the harsh times they lived in soon culled the weak and timid from the flock and he had to ensure that he remained fit. There were so many who needed his attention, after all, that he had to be ready to help any of his poor congregation who appeared to be succumbing to the words of the Devil. This was especially true as he was the only one who could battle such madness. Moving to the small village where he currently lived had literally been a god send of an idea. The previous head priest had been slack and lax, based on the terrible sins and confessions that he had seen and heard so far. Of course in a village full of warped depravity he would fit right in, it was a simple matter to identify who would be useful to him and who could be bent to his will through the confessional. Every twisted and warped secret in the village was his to toy with and judge. The first thing he had done was to dismiss the young priest who had been here before him and send him on his way. The last thing he needed was a young 'cock' getting in his way, not with so many sweet innocent young things scattered about, all in need of his holy rod of redemption. It was well known among higher members of his order that the most at risk from sin were young women. These so called innocents were easily influenced, by their developing urges and desires, into becoming wanton strumpets and worthless whores and sluts. Only the holy seed of a righteous man could save them, eventually after repeated exposure, from a life of wretched evil and sin. At least that is what he had managed to convince the bishop. Before dismissing Brother Timothy, the previous priest, Deep had learned of Natalie Porter a girl who wished to have the sin and depravity driven from her young body, by the spirit of god, channelled through one of his chosen disciples. He had almost laughed at the news, realising that the witless Timothy had done the ground work for him. He was especially pleased when he saw the young innocent looking girl who presented herself at the church and requested his care. Already he could almost taste her 'salvation needing' flesh, he would be happy to help this one to save her soul. He would be especially happy to hear her screams of pleasure as he ploughed deep into her tight young cunt and purged her of her sin with his holy seed. Most of the candles had been extinguished for the evening by the choir boy, Francis. He sent the lad packing, to get home before the 'devils darkness' enveloped him. Then he made his way into the confession booth, sitting down in the shadowed gloom and patiently waiting for Natalie to 'join him'. He had instructed her to come to the confessional to explain her sins so that he could better help her while she was in the employ of the church and at his disposal. Welcome my child. We both know that you are a wretched whore who has been delivered here by her parents to be cleansed of the sin and wickedness which courses through your veins. Tell me, slut of Satan, why are you here? Tell me of your sins or supposed transgression so that can best assess your evil and decide which of Gods holy graces would be best used to purge you of your abominable behaviour. he told her, watching her through the wooden slits of the confessional. He had already raped her a hundred times with his thoughts, eyes and imagination. To have her flesh so close to him was beginning to drive him wild, his cock already rigid and bulging out to its foot length beneath his cassock as he licked his lips in anticipation of the opportunity to violate her youthful flesh and tight cavities. Speak true or you will be condemned to the mines and your parents flayed alive in the town square for bringing such a wretched harlot into the world. he warned her.