Tying your hands up with a rosary, gagging you, and having you cockwarm me inside the confessional booth while I listen to other parishioners' sins.
Feeling you tighten around me as you imagine yourself in the stories being shared. And I know it's me — your priest — you're imagining yourself with.
My child, aren't you ashamed? I brought you here to teach you a lesson, to have you understand just how depraved people can be. Do you really want to become the filthiest sinner of them all?
I suppose you will need a special course of bible study after this.
