They were standing in an outer office, Sister Claire and Mother Mary, waiting for their appointment. Claire was nervous and excited. She understood that her performance in this meeting would really count towards her future in the Order of the Mount. More important was that she did not disappoint Mother Mary. Claire tried to remind herself that she alone was...
Part one: The Floryynias Begins Leaves stirred in a dervish of orange and brown, hissing softly over the marble tiles of the courtyard. A pair of cloaks billowed in the breeze, the ends of the rich jewel toned fabric draping and whipping over the steps as the figures confidently ascended. The larger of the two glanced over at his charge, his large watery gr...
Please vote. Please give me the support of your vote. * Father Thomas and Father John give Sister Kathryn a double dose of reverse exorcism by the both of them not only cumming in her mouth but also cumming in her ass too. Continued from Chapter 7: "Oh, my God. That was the best anal sex I ever head. Sorry, I meant to say, that was the best reverse exorc...
Day 1. Father Thomas approached the convent. Fresh out of the seminary, newly ordained, he had been ordered by his bishop to spend a month here in retreat as final preparation for his first parish work. He didn't think he needed any more preparation but he had just taken a vow of obedience and he wasn't about to argue with his authoritarian bishop over his...
A word of thanks for HawaiiBill and A7inchPhildo for their comments and support. Warning: this story features a priest who errs from the straight and narrow. If you find this offensive, do not read further. For nearly 250 years the Witches' Hammer (the Malleus Maleficarum was published in 1487) was the guidebook for the witch hunters. Open hunting season w...
Father Gregory O'Malley sat up straighter in his leather swivel chair at the sound of a knock on his office door. He paused a minute to gather his thoughts and calm his racing heartbeat. Father Gregory was only 33, young by the standards of the church. He had come to Holy Innocents Catholic School five years before, and was now the chaplain and spiritual hea...
He slowly opened one crusty eyelid, struggling to focus on his blurred surroundings. He could feel the thump-thump-thump of his pulse pounding out its amplified drumbeat on his right temple. "Helluva hangover," he thought bleakly. With his right eye still closed, he managed to dispel the visual fuzziness with a deliberate squint. His left eye then proceede...
Let me start off by saying that Halloween is for kids. I would tend to think that most of you adults on this site would have to agree. It is not like I am anti-Halloween or anything, that would be far from the truth. Believe me, I thoroughly enjoy seeing the little ones come to the door dressed in their colorful costumes. Even better when they come to the do...
**If this is your first brush with this series, please go back and read the first 4 chapters. Enjoy, and don't forget to vote!** Max sat alone in the darkness. The only light coming into the tiny room was dimmed by cloth over a finely cut panel; the odd mixture casting eerie shadows on Max's face. Max heard a noise next to the small room he was in and a sma...
For a good moment the priest was silent, certain that the torture had already begun, that this was a mere trick of the mind. In fact the priestess Eris in her damning black robes had time to set down two chalices and fill one by the time he found his voice. "Ah... not... not recreationally, no," he answered. "Wine is part of a few rituals, namely communion,...