In the year 1008 as reckoned in Rome on the Julian Calendar, Brother Cyryl Procopius was given a writ of Accession to take over the Parish of St. Adelbert in the Polish town of Virlun at the edge of the God-forsaken Wood of Mldawa. It was well known that the world ended at the Bug river, and that the Woods of Mldawa were the beginning of the Great Wilderness...
Awakenings: Physical, Emotional, Spiritual, Sexual Author's note: This story is primarily a work of science fiction, but it is more. It is a love story and a spiritual pilgrimage of sorts. There is some torrid sex, but it develops late, as an outflow of a much longer and more serious tale. For those looking for a quick fap, please move on to another story o...
James panicked when he heard her climaxing scream. He knew someone would have heard her cry, and would be hurrying to investigate the noise. He got to his knees, and scooped her lush, quivering body into his arms, the torn shift trailing behind him as he ran. He kicked her discarded clothes under a bench as he hurried past, searching for a place to conceal h...
Richard loosened his tie and unbuttoned the top of his pinpoint Oxford shirt as the commuter train slowly approached the station. Streaks of yellow and orange foliage flitted by his window. He had no interest. He tugged on his necktie once more. The air in this railcar was always so stale, and he was subjected to it every night. Well, not every night. He occ...
My darling Anthony, The phone rings and it is you. That is how it always starts. I have promised myself in the days since you last came here that I must not let it happen again. I have sworn to myself that when your call comes I will not respond. I hate myself for what we have done. I hate our betrayal and the lies we have told. I hate my hunger and my gree...
Author's note: This is my first submission, I appreciate and welcome both praise and criticism, so I can become a better writer. I hope you enjoy my work. ***** I had always had a special connection with Farther Marcus. He had been with our church since he finished his M.Div. Ten years ago. Even though I was only a little girl at the time, I had fallen in...
"forgive me father, for i have sinned . . ." maybe if i were there, maybe if i had the opportunity. I shift uncomfortably on the cushion, where so many have sought redemption before. I'm no longer here, I'm there, it's no longer him, now HIM . . . .... If i were there, you could have me. If I were there, you could prove it to me. Take whatever this broke...
It was Christmas Eve in the dead of winter as the snow fell on what could on be described as an almost picturesque White Christmas. But Lou arose from the darkness dressed in a thick black coat and entered in to the partly empty church that early evening, untouched by the white that seemed to dampen and chill everyone else. He entered with a swagger and a de...
Joan tentatively rang the doorbell of the rectory. She tried her best to display a neutral expression on her face. However, she was feeling extremely jittery after what had happened in the confessional that afternoon. Having assumed that it was crotchety old Father O'Connor sitting in the priest's compartment, Joan had talked about sexual fantasies and mas...
Author's note: This story deals with a taboo relationship, the nature of which is quickly apparent. I would have submitted it to the Incest/Taboo category, but those stories seem to be exclusively about incest, which this isn't. But please take this as notice that the couple's relationship would not be approved by society, generally. Also -- thanks again t...