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This is an 18+ NSFT blog. MDNI.
Simon. 19. He/him. Bi. Trans masc. Sub-leaning vers/switch.
This is primarily a place for me to post priest concepts.
Non-exhaustive list of things you’ll see on my blog - hierophilia, all things religious, degradation, praise, edging, overstim, impact play, sadomasochism, pet play, CNC.
Feel free to send me asks and DMs.
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priestfucking except the priest doesn't break his vow of chastity, he won't even touch you in your state of impurity, he makes you strip naked and rub yourself in front of him, gradually telling you to go faster and faster, you won't cum the sin out unless you go so hard it burns, you have to burn out Satan from your sinful cunt, he's throwing holy water in your face, until you're cumming and sputtering and sobbing all at once, shivering in a mess of fluids on the floor. he wraps you in a robe and tells you to see him again next week, and to tell him if the whorish thoughts still fill your mind. he may have to whip the demon out next time.
a perverted priest who finally gives in. rolling up his robe enough so you can see how hard his cock is. his trembling thighs. the way he'd beg to you like a prayer, "I don't care where. but please touch me" without even looking at you, because he can't fathom what he's doing. an "oh god" falling meekly from his tongue.
being choked with my rosary by a priest, forced to recite prayers so he’ll let me breathe
Imagine getting a priest all needy and desperate, telling him how “you can pray to god how ever you want but that’s not how you pray to me” then telling him to bow his head down and press his hands together before pushing him on to his knees
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priest who becomes addicted to touching anywhere except his cock. he runs his hands along the area around it — pays social attention to his neck, his waist, his thighs. but mostly his nipples. one day he cums from just touching his nipples and becomes addicted to it, reasoning it’s not a sin because he’s not touching his cock.
Priest furiously stroking himself with his rosary wrapped around his hand, cheeks red with shame but he can't stop, he needs it too badly
I love watching some new parishioner struggle with their affection towards me. They’re oh so sure that I’m celibate, just as any good priest should be. So it must pointless. They shouldn’t even think of me in such a way.
They keep telling themselves that they hope I won’t notice how their gaze lingers on me for a little too long - but God, I can clearly see hope in their eyes as they catch themselves and quickly look away. I don’t give them a damn clue that I noticed anything, just smile at them maybe just a bit too wide.
Let the poor thing suffer for a few weeks, months maybe. All the while the object of their forbidden love is being fucked pretty much every night by those who know a little bit more than them.
Priest with a denial kink ignoring his erection, it only gets harder and he has to take a cold shower to keep his temperance together.
By the time he gets the shower running his cock is dripping precum and he's dizzy
Priest who says prayer before he eats you out on your period, "This isn't sexual" he'll groan with a mouthful of copper and heavy eyes "I just.. I wanted to help" he sighs against your sex as he goes back in for more.
And it does help, it helps your pain and his appetite.
i’m on my period rn i need this so bad
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Cock warming a priest while my hand are tied above my head. Where I can’t do anything but bounce on it. Whenever I do start to move he slaps my exposed stomach with a ruler.
“Still, my child.”
He reprimands me then goes back to playing with my throbbing tdick.
spanking a priest with a crucifix, hard, leaving cross shaped bruises on his skin. every time he sits down for the next few days, he remembers how unholy he truly is.
there should be more priest doms out there looking to watch over innocent and easily flustered tboys at risk of being driven to lust by their hrt and helping them ward off their newfound sinful desires.
preferably by inspecting what’s underneath their boxers on the daily. and should they find any signs of sinful intent, whether it be a newly hardening cock or a soaking wet hole, the priest simply has no choice but to teach their boy a lesson. bending them over their knee and spanking them until their boy is crying and praying for forgiveness when it makes his dick harder and his cunt even wetter.
priest who is helping you pray. he makes you strip first, saying it’s okay, because it’s nothing God hasn’t seen before.
you take off your clothes, slow and nervous, because it just doesn’t feel right. but you trust him. he just watches, intently. every part of you draws him in.
you get on your knees and clasp your hands, beginning to say your prayer. it’s hard to focus, because all you can hear in the empty church is your priest’s loud breathing.
you keep squirming out of embarrassment. even though your eyes are closed, you can feel him staring at you.
the tiny movements shift your nude body, making him more and more aroused. but he doesn’t touch himself, because he can’t. he knows he’s guilty. telling you to do this, letting these sinful thoughts into his head, it’s already bad. but, if he doesn’t actually do anything, it’s better, right?
after you finish saying your prayer, it takes him a minute to say anything. his eyes just keep traveling over you. eventually, he starts complimenting you, telling you how well you did, how pleased God is with you.
he turns away as you get dressed, as if to give you privacy. as if you both don’t know what seeing you naked did to him.
playing with a priest right before mass but not letting him cum, keeping him half hard and uncomfortable the whole service.
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Would you feel it, Father? If I stepped into your booth, would you know before I'd even spoken? Something wrong, something off, that you couldn't quite put your finger on? I'd watch you settle into it anyway. Thank you, Father, that would be so generous of you.
I'd confess small things first. Let you find your rhythm. You'd be so kind about it, so measured, and I'd think, there he is. The composure. My careful, careful man.
Then I'd tell you what I think about when I'm alone, and for the first time you'd notice, through what the lattice lets you see, where my hands are. And I'd feel you go very, very still.
Would you forgive me, Father? If I kept going? If knowing you're there, just on the other side of that screen, only made it worse -- made me want it more? If I told you your name sits in my mouth like communion, that I could be very good about it, very quiet. Would you hate yourself for not getting up?
I think you'd listen, Father, and when it was over you'd pray for forgiveness for what crossed your mind.
sweet, pathetic devotee, i take pity on you. the one who is too wracked with guilt to open their eyes while confessing, but whose mouth i cannot help staring at as it releases those sinful words. little do you know, you are taking my heart captive. my devotion to you also grows. secretly, i watch and wonder. what hymns could i elicit from your mouth? what pleasure could i offer if i were the one before you on my knees? what would it look like to possess you completely, to hear the worship pour from your lips in a different way? i don’t want to hear you call out to god. address your cries to me. after all, i’m the one coaxing these beautiful sounds and fluids out of you. and don’t you feel lighter now? isn’t this almost like being saved?
