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Church of Evil - I (m/f, i/r, n/c)
by
Black Demon
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This fictional story is intended for Adults only!
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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.
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