#preist

Even after many afternoons in the confessional booth you couldn't shake away the deep seated guilt and shame you felt. And Sevika could see that, and fuck it only turned her on more. So, as 'loving' as she was she offered to go to church with you. Not because she wanted to see you in the white dress you used to wear every Sunday. Not because she wanted to ruin you, in that church, in that dress. Sure she knew you'd feel guilty and ashamed. But she knew you wouldn't stop her either, you were too much of a little slut for that.

Your snapped out of your thoughts when her hand comes down on your ass, *smack* the familiar sharp pain you've come to crave. *smack* "Well well... sounds like someone, has been a naughty little thing hm?" Your breath catches in your throat, you couldn't see her, but you didn't need too to hear the smirk on her lips. *smack* "I think you need to be punished, angel, show God how sorry you are yeah?"

"V-vika we can't n-not here..." your protest was weak, and the glistening slick on your pussy lips was doing nothing to help your case. "Not here? Where else would we do it? We can show God just how sorry you are right here on the alter. And if anyone comes in... then they can watch you get punished. That's what they did to Jesus right?" She chuckles and gives your ass one more slap, you tense for a millisecond before relaxing again. You hear her rustling about behind you for a minute though you can make out what she's doing, your hands were tied securely behind your back, the side of your face pressed against the stone of the alter. Her foot kicks you legs open wider, completely exposing your to her gaze.

Sevika couldn't have gotten more lucky, a pretty little thing like you moving in across the road, still so innocent and nïave, perfect to bend to her will and break. She kneels behind you, your glistening, dripping cunt just inches from her mouth. You can feel her warm breath on you and against your will, your hole clenches around nothing, desperate for attention. Her large, calloused hands from years of manual labor spread your cheeks, opening you up. The small pucker of your ass just teasing her. But she waits. For now. "Oh god, vika-'' you moan as her tongue licks your slit, grazing over your sensitive clit. She swirls around the bud, sucking and licking. The sudden pain of her hand coming down on your ass makes you squeak. "Correct yourself angel. Your a smart little girl I've told you what to call me."

"S-sorry ma'am..." It comes out quiet and breathless as Seviaka pushes two fingers into your cunt. Her tongue still working overtime on your clit, her lips wrapped around them like a vice. "Please... oh god please can I cum?... ma'am please..." you feel her smirk against your folds, her fingers curling just right to hit that magic spongey spot inside you. "Tch- using the God's name in vein. Dirty girl, cum for me." That really shouldn't have turned you on, or sent you off that cliff, but it did. You tighten around her fingers as you coat them with your slick, clit pulsing and twitching agaisnt the warmth of her tongue as you ride it out.

A small whine escapes you when you feel her move away, losing the warmth of her breath on you. You half expect her to untie you, but of course she doesn't. Not yet. The sensation of oil being poured over your ass cheeks was certainly not what you expected, you shiver slightly as it slides down between your cheeks. "What... what is that?"

"Chrism oil, father uses this on Thursday's right? I'm sure he won't notice a little bit is missing."

"Yes but... vika what are you going to do to me?" Your voice is timid, scared but still holds a hint of arousal and intrigue. It's shown by the way your letting her oil up your ass, her fingers running over your small pucker every once in a while. Sevika's voice is filled with sick and twisted desire. "I'm making a sacrafice, and you my little angel, are my sacrafice." She chuckles and spreads your ass cheeks again. "Now, relax and breathe steady little one. This might hurt but only for a minute."

You take a deep breath but gasp when you feel her thumb push against the tight ring of your ass. She gently prods and pushes until she breaks though. A choked sob escapes you as she pushes her whole thumb inside. "V-vika- ma'am please..." you beg her, for what exactly? Yeah it's a little uncomfortable but it's... nice too. "Shh angel, I'm just gonna work this tight little ass open, then your going to take my fingers until you cum again for me." She soothes as she adds more chrism oil and another finger, slowly pushing in and out, in and out, stretching you.

As her other hand reaches around to pinch and roll your clit with her fingers, you can't stop the moan that escapes your lips. The delicious attention on your clit mixed with the dual attention in your ass is starting to feel good. Too good. God it was filthy, here you were, the sweet young girl in town who loved helping the community, who came to church every week without fail was now getting her ass fucked on the alter like a religious sacrafice. "That's it, suck those fingers in like the dirty little slut you are, angel. It's just taking them in further and further, does it feel good now sweet one?" Her voice has no right sounding that soothing, that sweet when she was completely ruining you. You try to respond, you really do but only choked moans come out.

You settle for a weak nod, you can feel the coil in your tummy tighten with every thrust of her fingers, every pinch on your clit. The alter believe it or not, bring the only thing keeping you standing. "Vika I'm.. I'm gonna-"

"Cum for me." That was all you needed, your back hole clenching hard, trapping her fingers inside as you let go. Her fingers rubbing your clit with fervour, "good girl, taking me so well." You feel her lips on your exposed shoulder. The touch tender and light as she cleans you up with what looks like the sheet that covers the alter. Would the priest find the mess? Yes. Did you care right now? No.

Sevika unties your hands and rubs the red marks adorning your wrists like personal jewellery. Pressing soft kisses to them as she pull you up to stand. "My sweet little scarafice, your mine you know that right?" You look up at Sevika, her eyes were dark with desire, but held a look of love also, you could tell from the wrinkles around her eyes. Slight, but they show her age, making this all the more wrong. But how could you stop when she felt so... right. "I- I'm yours.. I'm all yours I promise." You smile as she kisses your forehead and leads you out of the church, as you step outside you can feel the cold air hit your cunt beneath your dress. "Vika you didn't give me my panties back..." you whisper to her as your hand clutches onto hers.