Message-ID: <25983asstr$967115402@assm.asstr-mirror.org> X-Original-Message-ID: <39A40F39.1812AEEB@aloha.net> From: Black Demon Subject: {ASSM} Church of Evil - I (m/f, i/r, n/c) Date: Thu, 24 Aug 2000 07:10:03 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: RuiJorge, IceAltar Church of Evil - I (m/f, i/r, n/c) by Black Demon ______________________________________ Standard Disclosure! This fictional story is intended for Adults only! ______________________________________ A stunning beauty untouched by anyone. So pure and innocent, skin so creamy and white. So trusting and loving. Perfect breasts for her size with beautiful long trim legs. Slim dainty fingers and delicate hands. Sweet soft looking lips. Many a man would be willing to give up an arm and leg to be the one to defile her lucious body. This pure innocent had all the males, young and old, flocking around for her attention. But she wanted to wait till the proper time. Wanted to marry the man of her dreams and to let her husband be the one to deflower her. She would protect her precious jewel from all the lechers. A little petting here and there but nothing serious. She would not trust any man other than her future husband to be, who treated her as his little princess. At age 21, Kristin Gilbert was a beautiful woman. She and her fianc , Tim Burton, had discovered by accident a rather medieval looking church hidden in the countryside. They stopped and ventured into the courtyard. Kristin squeezed her fianc 's arm, "Oh Ralph, do you think we can get married here? It's so beautiful and unusual. Just what I dreamed of for our wedding?" The young couple was marveled by the structure of the church, like the pictures in Europe, never expecting to see something like this right near home. Little did they know of the evil lurking behind the fa ade of this holy church. "Honey, it's unbelievable to find a church like this. I thought they only existed in Europe! It's a long drive for the guests but those not wishing to make the long trip back at night, there's a hotel a couple hours away!" Kristin pleadingly looked up at her loving husband. Tim was eager to please his precious bride-to-be, in any way possible, readily complying with her requests. And now, if they could get the consent from the church and make the reservations. Little did the loving couple know that the people in the nearest town would never venture out to this old church, avoiding it like the plague. The young couple was welcomed by an elderly priest, who agreed to allow them to marry there. Seeing the beautiful bride, the lustful priest could only offer a prayer of thanks to his Lord. He advised the young couple that there was a strict requirement to be able to marry inn this medieval church. That was the custom of the bride getting ready early, fully dressed in her wedding gown, and to meet with the priest for 'private' and 'personal' counseling for the upcoming marriage. Also, a customary mass was to be performed for her alone, one that is special and performed only for the bride-to-be. Kristin thought this was to be a meeting for guidance and preparation for married life, along with a prayer service to bless the marriage. How wrong she would be! Perhaps a clue would have entered her mind, had she learned that the special mass was called the "Black" mass. The young couple excited left the church, upon getting the church reserved for the date of the wedding. The empty church hall would be used for the reception. They waved at the elderly priest as they bid goodbye. The priest smiled and waved with his right hand, hidden under his dark was his left hand wanking at his throbbing cock as he stared at the beautiful Kristin Gilbert. Four months later, beautifully dressed in her pure white wedding gown and veil, Kristin was dropped off by the wedding limousine. Kristin was greeted by the housekeeper and led down an old stairway below the wedding chapel. Kristin, along with the general public, had no idea of its existence. The incense was quite strong. The elderly fat priest greeted Kristin with open arms and hugged her. A hug that was a bit too long for a pleasant gesture, especially from a priest. Already prepared for her was a glass of red wine. The priest, a rather old and horrid looking fellow, was quite easy going in his lecture on virtues and married life. He joined her in a glass of wine, refilling hers from time to time. Little did she know that the wine was heavily doctored with a drug that would make her drowsy yet simulate her sexually. Her mind easing, she felt the need to confess her sins to this elderly priest, after all he was a man of the holy order. 'Unholy order' would have been a better description. The lusting priest encouraged her to be at ease and to confess any sins she had. The priest learned she was pure as newly fallen snow. He gleamed with delight upon learning that the bride-to-be was in fact a virgin. The priest hid his smile. This tender piece was a gift from heaven. He assured her that she would be cleansed of all her sins prior to the wedding, which was only six hours away. He led her into a black draped room and instructed her to lay on the alter, which was covered with black satin. Kristin looked so pure and innocent, in her unsoiled white wedding gown and veil, with the black satin background. The priest looked down at Kristin's now glassy eyes, a result of the potent drug. She is fully awake but paralyzed from coordinated movement. "Let the 'Black' Mass commence" announced the priest. Into the room, six huge black robed monks appeared and surrounded the alter. With the dim candle lights and Kristin's glassy eyes, she could not make out any of the facial features of the monks. Only that each were huge in built, far bigger than the elderly priest. "You are the celebrated object of this 'Black' Mass" the priest announced to Kristin. "Only young brides in their pure white wedding gowns are allowed to participate. You are our chosen one this day, for our Master has sent you to us" continued the priest. Kristin looked puzzled at this. The priest understood her puzzled look. "Yes Ms. Kristin Gilbert, our Master has sent you to us, for preparation of the future Mrs. Kristin Burton. No, Ms. Gilbert, not the Master of Above but the Master Below. Yes, the DEVIL himself!" chuckled the priest. "You are to be the bride of Satan. We will plant the devil's seed in your womb. My disciples and I will be of service to you, to puff the bride's tummy with the son of Satan!" The evil priest and his disciples had been anxious for this day to come, to make this virgin bride pregnant on her wedding day. "Kristin Gilbert, these monks and I shall make you a part of us," said the priest, "We are here to possess you." With that, all six monks dropped their black robes. It was no wonder Kristin could not make out the facial features beneath the black robes, all were huge elderly black disciples. Kristin could not respond but only let out a gasp. Six huge black demons surrounding this innocent bride to be, dressed in her unsoiled wedding gown. Each of the huge black monks possessed a massive black holy shaft, to which Kristin's eyes were captivated upon. Solid black holy shafts, yet they twitched and began oozing slime from their small mouths. More like hissing black snakes ready to strike its victim. Kristin tried to gather her strength by clenching and unclenching her dainty manicured fingers, encased in long white gloves. A black monk on each side of her step forward to give her something to pull herself up with - a foot long black snake in each dainty gloved hand. However she would not get much leverage, not with all the venom being emitted to soak and slick her gloves. One monk crawled under her wedding gown and rolled her silky white panties down over her trim legs and high heels. The priest took the panties and held it to his face, inhaling the fragrance. Kristin's panties were to be her offering at the 'Black' Mass. The monk returned under her wedding gown, this time to lick at bride's tiny curls moist slit. "Ohhhhhhhh ................ohhhhhhhh!" came the pleading groan from the innocent young bride. Now the other monks move into their places at the alter. One straddles her face, placing his oozing black snake at her lips. The last two monks hold onto a leg, beginning to let their respective snake give a shiny gloss to her white heels. A mad sexual frenzy takes place. All the blacks are anxious and excited with the opportunity to defile such a pure lily white bride to be. They all hoped they would be the one responsible for creating the fruit of the womb at this celebrated 'Black' Mass. The fruit that would ripen in nine months. A bouncing holy black baby, from this pure lily white bride! The Son of Satan was to be conceived in this evil church, the making of life, from the loins of his black followers. Kristen is now fed the offering from a long holy black shaft. She continues to milk the black snakes in her tiny gloved fists, neither of which she could encircle with her gloved fingers. Her heels had been removed and to the lovely bride it was like two long black snakes venting their venom along the soft tender soles and tiny toes. The monk at her mound now has a snake crawling through Kristin's tiny curls in search for a moist warm cavern. The priest begins to recite the vows. The black disciples continue slowly, waiting to bestow the final blessing for the bride to be. The priest looks at Kristen and tells her he speaks for one and all of the holy men in the room. Looking at her pleading eyes, the priest announces loudly "We bestow upon you all our worldly goods.........!" With that, the snake slithering at her moist cavern darts forward. "Arrrrrghhhhhhhhh ...nooooo ..................nooooooo.........it hurtsssssss....!" Kristin screamed loudly around the black snake in her mouth. The snake forces its way deep in her tender cunt until its fully embedded and Kristin is allowed to scream all she wants, as her screams merely serve to excite the monks into a frenzy. Her well protected cherry had now been ripped asunder. All six monks now set out to totally defile the bride to be. What seems like hours to Kristen, the monks finally reach the point of blessing her. She gulps down the special communion wine of the 'Black' Mass, a cup full of venom spit out by the pulsing foot long black snake. The snakes in her milking fists are approach her lovely face. First one strikes and spits its poisonous venom into her eyes. Then the other strikes, spitting its venom across her forehead and into her silky hair and bridal veil. Snakes slither across the soles of her feet and strike - venom covers her dainty nylon sheathed feet and toes. The final snake squirms about in her warm moist cavern, looking for a spot to mark as its breeding ground. Finally, buried as deeply as possible, 12" up the cavern the snake makes its mark by spitting its venom out. The cavern is filled beyond capacity. Now to see if its a fertile ground for its offspring. A healthy black offspring could very well be on its way. Finally the initial ceremony is concluded. The bride-to-be is helped up to all fours. She is sopping wet. The wedding gown and veil hide the white venom. She thinks she can now cleanse herself. However, she forgot about the fat elderly priest. The monks hold her steady while the priest approaches from her rear. Lifting the wedding gown, the priest shuffles forward. He chants to the bride-to-be "I now pronounce you to be the bride of Satan!" With that, he lunges forward, his huge cock rips Kristin's tender ass apart. Kristin's screams can be heard throughout the church above "Aieeeeee...................... Aieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee................" she wails. But to no avail, the depraved priest is far beyond control. Kristin struggles with all her might, but she is held steady by the six monks. Having watched the monks defile this tender bride and hearing her screams is just too much. She can only shake her head from side to side, as she continues to emit her scrams of pain. Three solid strokes and he is in fully, all 10" of holy prick. He holds her hips tightly and finally gives Kristin an enema. It's not over for the bride-to-be. Kristin is stripped of all her clothing. There's four hours remaining before the bride must redress in preparation for the wedding. The monks and priest all will take their individual turns at blessing the bride. The priest allows the monks to go first. He enjoys watching the events. Like a spider attacking a fly. That's what it appears when each of the huge black monks cover the lily white body of the bride-to-be. What a contrast, the alter covered in black satin. On top is the lily white body of Kristin, covered fully by the black monk, with the pure white arms and legs wrapped around the black body. The housekeeper helps the defiled bride to be get on her wedding gown. The veil is refitted to her hair. The slimy nylons are rolled up again over her dainty white feet and up her trim thighs. The glossy white heels are slipped onto her cum soaked feet. She is led to the priest for a final blessing before the wedding ceremony. Kristin kneels before the fat priest. He parts his holy robe for her to begin her worship. Worship his cock to be exact. "Suck the body of Satan and you will be rewarded with the wine of life" says the priest. As the priest is about to let his thick white wine flow into the bride's mouth, he takes her right hand and places a beautiful golden ring, signifying her wedding to the devil himself. A beautiful gold ring tipped with a curl of black at the tip. A close look at the tip would reveal the true meaning for the black curl was the replica of a black snake. The communion commences and Kristin swallows continuously to get all the thick white wine fed to her from the cock of the fat priest. She cannot allow the thick juice to overflow her lips this time. The white cum on her wedding gown and veil has dried and blended into the fabric's natural color. As the wedding march is soon to begin, an overflow of cum now would leave wet stains on her wedding gown. Soon, Kristin walks down the aisle, looking radiant in her pure white wedding gown. Fortunately, the wedding gown had many underlying layers to fill the gown, underlying layers that had absorb the red stains of the bride's cherry juice. Skin so white and pure, an absolutely untouched pure virgin, thought everyone as they watch the lovely beauty at the end of the wedding procession. Little were they aware of the truth regarding the young brides that took this walk down the holy aisle of this isolated medieval church. 'Evil' would be a better description. Like the young beautiful brides before her, Kristin couldn't be more despoiled than at this very moment. Kristin had no panties on, stripped from her hours ago by aging black monks right below this very chapel. Her lacy white panties had been her offering to the celebration of the 'Black' Mass. Her cunt was filled to the brim with eight loads of creamy spunk - deposited there by the black monks and the very priest that would be performing the wedding ceremony. She walked gracefully down the aisle in her sheer white stockings covered by her glossy white heels - clean and pure, glossy white on the outside. The inside of her heels were also pure white, however, white and wet from the loads of cum deposited on the soles and toes of her dainty feet by the horrid black monks. White sperm soaked her stockings and oozed between her toes. Her husband would not be marrying a pure lily white virgin, as she appeared, but a well fucked little bitch that now craved long Black snakes. Kristin tightened her cunt muscles as she took each step down the aisle, trying the keep the load of nigger cum from dripping on the red carpet. She looked down to the end of the aisle to see her handsome husband-to-be, standing alongside the fat elderly priest who would conduct the wedding vows. Following her initiation into the `Black Mass', Kristin had been placed under a hypnotic spell that made her act in a normal manner. She came to stand in front of the same fat elderly priest that had fucked her only hours ago and had her screaming in the chapel below. Exchanging vows to be true to each other, both looked at each other and her husband thought that no one could be so beautiful and true to him without a question. Little did he know that that very moment, her cum filled cunt oozed sperm trails down both of her trim lily white thighs and saturated her sheer white stockings. Cum from the priest next to him and the huge black monks living below the very church. His wife stood next to him, in pure white heels soaked with slimy white jism. He kissed her to seal the vows. So soft and creamy are her pink lips. So creamy from the loads of the slimy white cum that she drained from the cocks of the priest and monks. The groom could only think of getting his beautiful bride alone after the wedding and reception. His cock twitched with long awaited anticipation. How he dreamt of this day when he would be able to possess this beauty. He closed his eyes kissing her soft and creamy lips, wanting the evening to come when he could strip her of her gown and claim his prize - her well protected cherry. He and Kristin had planned this for a year, with the thought of planting his fertile seed in her womb. The groom would be in total shock if he slipped his finger in this bride's tight box. He'd be surprised with the gooey flow of nigger cum. That she was no longer an innocent virgin, but now a sex-crazed young woman craving for big black cocks. His private garden had already been fertilized by loads of slimy black cum. A month after returning from their honeymoon, the young couple opened a bottle of champagne in celebration. They were celebrating the confirmation of Kristin's pregnancy. Their plan to have the wedding at her most fertile period had worked perfectly and now they were expectant young parents. End of story. <1st attachment begin> <1st attachment end> ----- ASSM Moderation System Notice------ Notice: This post has been modified from its original format. The post was sent as an email attachment and has been converted by ASSTR ASSM moderation software. ----- ASSM Moderation System Notice------ -- Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated. +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ | alt.sex.stories.moderated ----- send stories to: | | FAQ: Moderator: | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |Archive: Hosted by Alt.Sex.Stories Text Repository | |, an entity supported entirely by donations. | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+