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Authors name: Jaz (jaz1701@webtv.net)
Story title : Rape Confessional #2

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Rape Confessional #2 (MF, inc, ws, rp, v) 
by Jaz (jaz1701@webtv.net)

***

Sister gets fucked, Nun gets raped, priest gets fucked 
with mentally. Jaz goes to hell, where he will probably 
be fucked. Warning: Strong religious themes. This story 
will stand alone, but it is definitely a sequel.



"No, No, Please God NO!" My sister whimpered as I played 
with her breasts.

She did not fight or struggle really. I think a small 
part of her tactile memory recalled how much pleasure 
these hands had given her. You see my little sister 
Susan had recently been held hostage and thoroughly 
raped 6 or 7 times over a long weekend. I had worn 3 
inch lifts and a ski mask before blindfolding her. The 
quick look she got was of a man much taller than her 
dear brother who lived 2 hours away. She never suspected 
me.

Over that weekend I acquired a taste for my sister. I 
think I fell in love with her. I was so gentle as I 
kissed her, and caressed her young, firm breasts. I was 
quite tender as I licked and sucked her sweet, fresh 
cunt. When I sunk my thick meat into her I considered 
her needs first, making sure she came over, and over, 
and over again.

I kept her naked and blindfolded the entire time, and 
had tape over her ears to muffle my voce a little as I 
spoke in a low, guttural drawl. I'd look over at her 
helpless, little body and get excited. Just a look or an 
accidental touch and I was rock hard and ready for sex. 
I fucked my little sister in every room of our parent's 
house. I bathed her, I fed her, I took her to the 
bathroom. Once I made her suck my cock while she was 
taking a dump on the toilet. 

Understandably, Susan and I became very intimate that 
weekend. I played with her pussy for hours at a time. 
Licking and sucking, nibbling and kissing her sweet, 
juicy, vagina. I must have made her come 15 or 20 times 
and I loved it. She chewed and gulped, and swallowed my 
cock at least 6 times. She learned what I liked, how to 
control me and made sure I was very satisfied.

My point is, well I know it started out as rape but I 
honestly thought it slowly became love. I guess I was 
naive enough to believe that if you give a woman enough 
orgasms she would be happy. I mean how bad could it be 
if she is panting and sweating and cumming all over your 
face? She has to love it, love you right? 
WRONG! 

After 3 days of repeated, intense love making Susan was 
still not enthusiastic, not a willing participant. She 
did not initiate our lovemaking, she just endured it. 
She still cringed when I touched her, was still stiff in 
my arms. Her kisses lacked passion. It was...puzzling, 
and more than a little disappointing. It hurt me that 
she could be so cold. I fucked my sister one last time 
(giving her 3, count em 3 orgasms) and made the trip 
back to my Apt. 

A few hours later she called me in tears, devastated. It 
seems my little sister had been held hostage and raped! 
Our parents were out of town, so I drove to their house 
(Again) and comforted her. I rocked her in my arms and 
listened, cried with her, consoled her. It surprised me 
to see how badly my rape had hurt her. I realized that 
my selfish act of love had caused my little sister pain, 
and I was truly sorry. We became more than brother and 
sister. She clung to me for support, for strength. I was 
there for her. By the time our parents returned 3 days 
later, we had made a decision. Susan would not tell 
anyone about her rape, but because she was terrified to 
live alone...she would move in with her big brother. 

Living with Susan was very difficult for me. Each day I 
fell more in love with her. Every time she hugged me, or 
kissed my cheek I wanted her. I wanted her naked and 
spread, and stuffed full of my cock. In my mind, in my 
heart she was my woman, my lover. I could still taste 
her in my mouth. I could still feel the heat of her 
pussy as I rested my face on comfy cunt. Her shivers and 
trembles, her dripping and shakes as I ate her, were 
maddening to recall. I needed help. I needed guidance. 
My guilt and lust were conflicting inside me, driving me 
insane. I had to talk to someone. That's where 
everything really went wrong. I chose a priest.

Father Ronald pretended to be kind and caring. He 
listened to my confession, murmured pleasant little 
platitudes. 

"Yes my son, continue my son, god loves you my son." 

When I had finished my story did he comfort me? Did he 
try to understand, or make any effort to forgive me?

NO!! 

That mother fucking asshole told me I was evil, going to 
hell and threw me out of God's house. Damnit he was a 
priest! He can't do that, no matter what I had done. I 
was determined to crush him, to hurt his soul for doing 
that. Father Ronald's actions caused me to see myself as 
evil. God turned his back on me...so I turned mine on 
Him. There was nothing stopping me from having what I 
wanted, I was free. 

That's where you came in. 

As I looked in Susan's tear stained eyes she never 
seemed so beautiful to me. She was in deep denial. She 
did not say a word as I slowly unbuttoned her blouse. I 
lead her to my bedroom and popped a tape in the VCR. I 
sat down on my bed and pulled her into my lap. I fondled 
her breasts through her bra for a few seconds before she 
started to come out of it. 

"Jaz, stop that! What are you doing. Oh my god how can 
you be doing this, what is wrong with you? You're my 
brother. I love you, but not like . Let go of me, 
please. We can forget this ever happened," she said in a 
desperate pleading tone. 

"That's just it, Susan I can't forget. I love you, and I 
need you. I want you to see something. Look at the TV 
baby, "I said as I hit play on the remote. 

Two people were fucking on the screen. At first Susan 
thought it was a porno. Slowly she realized it was her 
bedroom, in our parents house. A few seconds later the 
camera left the woman's pussy and zoomed in on her face. 
It was Susan. Suddenly she knew! This was one of the 
tapes of her Rape. Her rapist had taken hours of 
degrading, humiliating footage of her. Posing her, 
fucking her, sucking her, playing in her cunt, licking 
her ass. It was the main reason she had decided not to 
go to the police. He had threatened to expose the 
pictures and video of her if she did. 

"Jaz, how did you get this. Did my rapist mail this to 
you? Is he blackmailing me now? Oh god, what if he sends 
a tape to dad and mom. What if he sends one to my job, 
or to my friends? What are we going to do, I'll be 
ruined!" Susan cried as she leaned back against me. 
Somehow she forgot that I was still rubbing her nipples, 
that my dick was hard as I hugged her. 

"Shh baby, it'll be alright. I promise. He's not going 
to let anyone else see you. C'mon sweetheart look at the 
screen and stop crying." I instructed her as one of my 
favorite scenes was coming up. Susan was naked, sitting 
on the toilet. She was trying to use the bathroom but 
was embarrassed to have a stranger watching her. She did 
not realize that I was filming her too. 

A few plops finally came out. I walked over to her while 
she was still sitting on the toiled and ordered her to 
suck me off. She was shocked and humiliated. I made her 
put her head between her legs, as I slowly face fucked 
her. The stench of her shit wafted up to greet her. She 
tensed up when I entered her throat and I could hear a 
few more plops slide in the bowl. She groaned in 
embarrassed dismay, but could not speak as I powerfucked 
her mouth. When I finally came, I insisted that she 
allow me to wipe the shit from her ass. 

She was crying now. I zoomed in close on her face to 
capture her expression. I made my little sister stand up 
as I slowly wiped her ass. I took my time. I soon 
discovered it's not easy to wipe another person's ass 
effectively. 

"Ewww, Susan your ass is kind of nasty. I think you'd 
better let me wash it for you." 

She was sobbing hysterically now. I soaped up a 
washcloth and spread her cheeks wide open. As I drizzled 
her butt with soapy water with one hand, I continued 
filming with the other. I spent a god five minutes 
playing in Susan's ass. Soaping it, rubbing it, 
squeezing it, massaging it--cleaning it. When I was 
satisfied I tuned the camera on myself and said, " You 
are mine Susan, I own you, I love you, and I will always 
take care of you."

Susan watched her cleansing humiliation with the 
occasional gasp, and embarrassed groan. But when she 
finally saw ME, when she realized that I was her Rapist, 
it broke her. she cried and sobbed and finally passed 
out.

I took that as an opportunity to finish undressing her, 
and then I removed my clothes and got into bed next to 
her. I decided to fulfill an old fantasy of fucking her 
awake. I got between her legs and licked her pussy a 
little to moisten her up. I was understandably very 
horny so I did not spend as much time as I usually would 
have. Besides, she was asleep anyway. I sucked her clit 
hard until I could taste her juices begin to flow. The 
flavor of my sister's cunt is wonderful. Salty, almost 
Smokey, with just a hint of honey and lilac. There would 
be time to drink her properly later, but right now, I 
needed to fuck her. 

I wasn't feeling very gentle, so I just lined my dick up 
against her pussylips and rammed it on home. Two thrusts 
later I was balls deep in Susan's cunt where I belonged. 
I guess I kind of lost it. My little sister was naked 
and helpless, crammed full of my cock, in my bed. I 
started pounding her, ripping into her cunt. I kissed, 
and sucked her face. I nibbled and licked her sweet, 
round tits. 

I began shaking her as I fucked her, calling her name, 
desperately trying to wake her. 

"Susan, you feel so good, so tight baby! I love you. 
take my dick, uh, take this cock, um yeah. Fuck you, 
fuck you, fuck you forever. WAKE UP, WAKE the Fuck up 
right NOW!" 

And slowly she did just that. 

"Mmmm, huh? Whas going on? Oh god what are you doing, 
you asshole get off of me. NO, stop, don't rape me. You 
are raping ME! " she shrieked as she struggled and 
wiggled and impaled herself properly on my dick. 

I came deep inside my sister as I looked her in the eye 
and kissed her tearstained mouth. I kept massaging her 
clit bump until with a piteous, defeated groan she came 
too. 

All the evil seemed to drain out of me then. I can't 
explain it better than that. I felt remorse and shame 
for what I had done. I had to explain myself to her. She 
had the right to understand why I had done it. I rolled 
over and made her lay on top of me. My semi erect cock 
was bumping around between her legs and I held her snug 
in my arms. It took a while but she slowly stopped 
struggling and accepted my right to hold her. 

"Susan baby, I'm so sorry that it has to be this way 
between us, I don't want to fight anymore. I love you. 
I'm sorry but I need you. I know it sounds strange, but 
I am addicted to your body. I'll do anything I have to, 
to keep you. I want you to be happy, but more than that 
I want YOU to be mine. I don't want to force you, or 
blackmail you. Please don't make me do that. If you will 
give me an honest chance, if you will try to love me, 
then I will let you decide. Be my sexy little sister 
lover, for 3 months. Sleep with me, make love to me, 
OBEY me for 3 months and if you decide you still don't 
want me--I'll accept it. I'll give you all the pictures, 
all the video, and go back to being your brother," I 
said in a calm patient voice while running my hands up 
and down her warm, wet, tight little body. 

She thought about it for a few seconds and then said in 
a quiet voice, " I can't let those pictures get out, I 
need them back. You promise you won't show them to 
anyone else? Promise that you won't hurt me? Ok, I'll do 
it. I'll do anything you want." 

I kissed her then and for the first time since we were 
kids she really kissed me back. It felt amazing having 
her suck on my bottom lip, and flick her tiny pink 
tongue inside of me. I had an ass cheek in each hand and 
was mashing them together and apart. I was soon hard 
again, I needed my woman to get me off.

"Susan, put me inside of you. Ride your big brother's 
cock. I want you to cum all over me." 

She hesitated for a moment but then she quickly raised 
herself off the bed and stuffed my meat in her cunt 
where we both knew it belonged. She let out a dainty 
little "Oh!" as I got all 8 inches inside of her. For 
about a minute we just laid there looking at each other. 
I felt so good I did not want to move. I kept looking at 
her suckable little nips and needed a taste so I asked 
her to feed one to me. Reluctantly she did. In time I 
smelt her juicing up, and she began to softly bounce on 
my cock. 

She was still not comfortable, but at least she was 
trying. I was determined not to force the issue. I just 
kept cupping her ass and sucking her titty. If she 
wanted to fuck me she would have to do the work. I had 
just cum hard a few minutes before, I could wait.

So could she. 

Until I started playing with her clit. It wasn't 
hardcore serious, I was just tickling it a little, just 
grazing it really. I kept telling her that I loved her.

"Mmm baby you feel so good. Do you like my cock. You are 
so hot Susan, so wet for your brother. Look at your clit 
sis, it's all swollen. Do you want me to suck it? I will 
if you ask. I'll pull this fat cock out of your pussy 
and lick your clit if you want. I don't mind, I love 
you. Tell me what you like, teach me how to please you. 
I want to make you happy. Anything you want baby, I'll 
do it. I have never loved a woman the way I love you 
Susan." 

"Why are you doing this? Ohmygod, please don't make me 
cum. You're my brother, it isn't right, please."

I tried to explain as rationally as I could.

"You're mine. I own you. I'll do anything I want. Deal 
with it."

Susan was breathing hard now and her little bounces 
became more pronounced. She slowly began to ride my 
cock. We were making out hard now as I rutted into her 
wet snatch. She was making these dainty little baby 
animal grunts, like she was embarrassed, but could not 
help herself. My sister's juices were coating my crotch 
and she was panting like a slut in heat. She had taken 
over her clit and was rubbing herself frantically. Her 
pussy was contracting around my cock and she was 
humping, slamming herself down every time I thrust up. 

"Does that feel good? Do you like THAT? I, uh, own, 
this, uh pussy!. All day, every day, any day, it's mine. 
I'm gonna fuck you forever," I bellowed as I let my Jaz-
jism loose deep inside her soggy little pussy. I cupped 
her ass and buried myself snug in Susan's pussy and as I 
came, I held her in place for several minutes kissing 
and caressing my woman. Susan's warm wetness cleansed me 
for a time and we fell asleep in each other's arms. 

When I awoke the next morning Susan was gone. I don't 
mind telling you that was unpleasant. I tried to stay 
calm but I could not help but wonder where she was, why 
she had not even left a fucking note. Had she betrayed 
me and gone to the police? Susan made me sweat for about 
4 hours before she came home. I could tell she had been 
crying. Her nose was red from blowing it. She looked a 
little...dirty, and disheveled. It turned me on. She sat 
down on the couch a few feet away from me. 

"Jaz, I don't know what to say to you, I don't even know 
you. What you have done to me is wrong, it is evil and 
sick, and cruel. I trusted you, I loved you. I can't 
believe how stupid I was. What am I going to do? My 
brother is my Rapist." 

I could sense she was very upset, she needed to talk. I 
understand that.

However I had needs too. I needed to fuck Susan again. 
Let me explain. When I wake up I am usually horny. If 
Susan had been there I would have fucked her hours ago, 
and would not be so tense now. Fucking my sister would 
relieve that tension and help me to concentrate on her 
problems.

"Susan honey take your clothes off, sit in my lap, and 
we'll talk it over," I said in a sweet, sympathetic 
tone. 

She looked back at me in fear and disbelief. My sister 
started to leave but I grabbed her hand and told her to 
stay still. Slowly I pulled her sweatpants down, took 
her sneakers off and helped her step out of them. Then I 
took her panties off. I pulled her onto my lap and 
hugged her tight. I looked into my young lover's face, 
and was sickened by what I saw. She was terrified of me. 
She actually thought that I would hurt her. It hit me 
like splash of ice water. I had to prove to my sister 
that I loved her. I knew just how to do it. 

"We have time baby, I love you and we will work this 
out. I want to fuck you so bad right now. No that's not 
right, I need to make love to you but...I won't. I can 
see that you are upset. I'll make you a promise Susan. 
Tell you what: if you will continue to sleep with me; if 
you let me hold you and touch you. If you let me play 
with you and kiss and suck and worship your body, then--
I won't make you have sex with me anymore, until you are 
ready. I love you that much. I can wait for you. It will 
be hard but I'll do it. I can see you need time."

I could tell that I had made the right choice. She 
seemed so grateful, completely surprised. 

"Do you mean it, I really don't have to have sex with 
you? You are not going to rape me anymore?" 

"Yes, baby I promise." 

It was a difficult promise to keep. It did something to 
me. Looking back on it I had too many emotions churning 
inside of me. Evil, lust, love, guilt. Once I made love 
to my woman, once I looked her in the eye and honestly 
fucked her, it was insane to think I could just turn 
that side of me off. I suppose it was only natural that 
since I was horny, and denied my loving, tender outlet--
that hate would rush in to fill the void. 

You see, I had made myself a promise, a vow really. I 
had sworn tat I would hurt that fucking priest, Father 
Ronald. I would make him pay for casting me out. A plan 
began to form in my soul. I don't now where it came 
from, it certainly wasn't from God, maybe it was 
from...someone else. I had raped a woman that I loved, 
it should be easy to rape a woman for hate's sake. You 
see I realized that priests were not the only ones who 
infested churches. 

There were nuns too. If I couldn't have my sister I'd 
have HIS Sister.

I want to be clear, if Susan had been bathing me in love 
it would never have happened. I would have been happy, 
and satisfied and concentrating on my lover. The evil 
side of me seemed to flee, to wither in her presence. I 
wanted to be decent around her, to prove that I was 
worthy of her love. But because she refused me, she 
caused evil to dominate. 

I waited outside Father Dickhead's church, casing it for 
several days. Every Monday, Wednesday and Sunday 3 Nuns 
arrived like clockwork. I don't know what they did for 
him inside. One of them liked working in a little garden 
on the side of the church. 

Alone. 

Some people will tell you that rape is about planning 
and precision, complicated scenarios and complex 
strategies. Sometimes it is. But more often than not it 
is about having the balls to seize an opportunity, to be 
bold and decisive. I had a car. I saw the nun alone. I 
drove up to her. I got out, said hi, walked up to her 
and hit her hard in the stomach. I dragged her to the 
back of my car, gagged her, tied her hands, and threw 
her in my trunk. It took all of 30 seconds. 

A buddy of mine was out of town and needed someone to 
walk his mutt and water his plants. Usually I would have 
said (Fuck) no, but I knew I was planning to rape Father 
Ronald's nun, so I said yes, so we could have some 
privacy. I drove my car into his garage, closed the 
door, and got her out of the trunk. I lead her inside, 
upstairs, and sat her on he bed. 

Then I removed her gag. "If you are quiet, I will leave 
it off and untie you. If you respect me, I will respect 
you. If you scream, I will hurt you. Bad." 

She nodded her head yes, and I got her a cup of water 
from the bathroom. After she drank it, she wanted to 
talk. 

"Please sir, why have you taken me? What do you want. I 
have no money. Please, just let me go." 

"What's your name, little girl? What's your name...Ok 
Beth, listen up. I don't want to lie to you. I am going 
to soil you. I am going to rape you for a long time. It 
is nothing personal. If you want you can just lay there 
and let me have your pussy. If you feel you must I will 
let you struggle a little, without hurting you. No 
kicking, scratching, biting though. Now, I want to take 
a few pics of you, then you are going to take your 
clothes off and get in that bed, spread your legs and 
let me lick you before I fuck you. I took my Polaroid 
out and took a couple of pics. My handheld camcorder was 
waiting on the table for later. 

She began to cry, and pray and beg for mercy. It was not 
coming from me. The closer I looked at this young nun 
the more I wanted to feel my cock inside of her. As I 
removed her clothing I took a picture. Each layer 
revealed a little bit more of this sexy good girl that I 
was about to rape. It was almost a sin to cover up skin 
that soft and creamy. She was so young, and innocent 
looking. She was pure and holy and definitely fuckable. 
When I unbuttoned her blouse she was shaking, snot 
started to drip from her nose. I wiped it and made her 
suck it from my finger. She made it look so sexy. I 
don't think she was even trying. God what a hot little 
slut!

Finally I had her in her bra and panties. God it's nice 
to know Sears still sells those old granny bloomers. 

"Ok Beth it's up to you now. If you are very good you 
may be able to stop me from raping you. I want some 
nasty pics of you. Hot and wet, and nasty video of a 
nun. You are very pretty. If you let me pose you anyway 
I want with a smile on your face, it may be enough. I 
may let you go." 

"Please, no! I am a virgin. I am a bride of Christ. You 
cannot do this to me!" 

I felt my cock stiffen, and the evil awaken in me. Have 
you ever just known? Have you ever just known that you 
could break a woman, crush her--ruin her life. Sister 
Beth was a dainty, frail little creature and she was too 
weak to endure me. We both knew it. As I walked to the 
bed she caved.

"Ok, ok! I'll do it, please don't rape me," she cried 
prettily, sexily, lustfully. What a pretty slut. This 
was going to be fun. My heart was pounding n time with 
my dick. I could feel the pulse in my ears, and in my 
pants. 

"Take off your bra and show me your tits." 

Sister Beth's hands were shaking but she managed. She 
had a nice flat tummy, her tits were small 32 B cups, 
but firm and delicious looking. She was blushing 
furiously at my obvious arousal. Next I ordered her to 
remove her panties. She did so but kept her legs locked 
together. I allowed it for the moment. 

"Thank you for cooperating Sister. Now I need to take a 
few pics, smile for the camera. No, sexier. Like you are 
a slut. Yes! That's it, hold it. Good. Hmm, something is 
not quite right though. I need your nipples hard, and 
wet. This just won't do. I guess I'll have to moisten 
them up." 

I got on the bed with Beth and made her lay back as I 
began to play with her tits. I took my time and enjoyed 
r. After a few minutes she was hard, so I sucked on her 
breasts for fun, and to get them wet. As I chewed and 
licked and sucked my little nun-slut, I felt her begin 
to be aroused. She was breathing heavy and perspiring. 

"Good girl Beth now you are ready, push your tits 
together, stick your tongue out at me, perfect! Ok now I 
know this going to be difficult but I need to see more 
of you baby. Either your pussy or your ass. You decide 
which one you want me to video" I said as I switched 
from camera to camcorder. 

"Please, don't do this, don't make me. Father help me, 
protect me, please Father!" 

I'm sorry but that pissed me off. I had been a perfect 
gentleman. All that praying at me bull shit was just 
rude! I decided to teach her a lesson. 

"Beth you have been a naughty, disrespectful little 
girl. You must be punished. Come over her right now and 
lay down across my lap. How old are you? Ok then you get 
22 slaps for being bad. Don't make me ask you again, 
MOVE!" 

Beth crawled across my lap and left her tiny heart 
shaped ass exposed to me. I could not help playing with 
it for a little while. I enjoyed that moment, between 
pleasure and pain. Making her anticipate my touch, was 
delicious, intoxicating. She felt damp, and hot from all 
her sweat and fear.

I gently spread her legs and cupped her sex hard, then 
soft. I slowly traced her pussylips, spelling my name 
with my finger. "J...A...Z" She was squirming now, 
enjoying my touch a little more than she should have. It 
was time. 

"Count em out slut!" 

"(Whack!) OWW Wu, one. (Smack!) Eek! tuh, tuh, two, 
(Pound!) pleaszze, three... oh gawd, oh mercy, (Thwack!) 
21. Huh, huh, puff (Thump!) 22" 

I pulled Beth into my arms and let her cry it all out. 
She barely noticed as I cupped her breasts and pressed 
my cock against her pussy. I got into bed and pulled her 
on top of me. 

"It's time Beth I want to fuck you now. Spread your legs 
and put me inside of you. Hurry up Sister. 

"Whu, whhat? But, you said if I took the pictures...? 
She said in confusion through a haze of pain. 

"I know what I said sister, but I am a lying nun fucker. 
You are a juicy little cunt and I am going to have you 
now. If you want another spanking, just say the word. 
But I won't be so gentle next time." 

Sister Beth's brain started shutting down at that point. 
I wanted her to put me inside of her, but she just could 
not do it. I took pity on her and stuffed myself in her 
dry virgin pussy. I had planned to lick her to a few 
orgasms first, to make it easier, but well, shit my bad. 
I just felt like fucking a nun now. I could not wait any 
longer. She was so fucking hot! I highly recommend a 
sweet piece of nun cunt, if you can get a slice, by all 
means eat it up. 

I ripped through her hymen and soon she was juicing up 
nicely, ok it was blood juice, but still. I had never 
fucked a virgin before. It was awesome. Unwilling pussy 
contracts harder on your dick, than a willing snatch 
will.=A0 It ws almost like she was trying to squeeze me 
out of her. It just made me feel better. 

Sister Beth milked me for several minutes as I 
established a solid Rhythm. She was still on top, my 
dick was buried to the hilt and I felt my orgasm coming. 
I decided to slow things down. 

"Ok Beth you have a choice. More Pics, more cock in your 
sweet, fresh pussy, in your tight, round ass or in your 
wet little mouth. 

"(Groan) Please, no more sex. I'll do what you want." 
she said in a broken little voice. 

"Great. We are going to make a little movie. I am going 
to give you a direction and you will follow it. 
Immediately, enthusiastically. Or I will get angry. I 
want your word on it. To your god that you will obey me. 
If you do, then I will let you go, without raping your 
ass. Do we have a deal?" 

Beth was ready to agree to anything. She just wanted 
this to be over. She should have remembered this simple 
rule: There are worse things than a dick up your ass. 

"I agree. I swear to the Lord Jesus Christ that I will 
obey you. If I lie I imperil my immortal soul, and 
standing as his sacred bride." 

I had her now. 

"Ok Beth lay on your back, spread your legs wide, let me 
get a good shot of your pussy...great. Now put a few 
fingers inside of yourself. It's your pussy, Pl-a-y with 
it, En-J-oy it fer chrissake. No, no, No! Let me show 
you how." 

I put my face in Sister Beth's crotch and slowly began 
licking and kissing her furry little kitty. It took some 
time and some patience but finally her juices were 
flowing. I picked up the video camera with one hand and 
tickled her clit with another. Suddenly her vagina was 
spasming and a gush of wetness poured out. 

"Oh god, oh god what just happened, what have I done?!" 

"It's simple sister you proved you are a slut. It' snot 
rape if you cum. We're lovers now. You have broken your 
vows to god. You belong to me now," I said as I dipped 
my fingers in her pussy and licked them clean. 

She was praying feverishly, asking forgiveness. 
Basically she was ignoring me, and was not the least bit 
grateful for her first orgasm. Rude, Rude, RUDE! 

"Sit up sister, I need a few more scenes for our film. I 
want you to suck on my cock. Get it nice and wet and try 
to swallow as much as you can." 

Beth had tears of shame leaking from her eyes but she 
did it. She clearly had no idea how to hold a cock 
properly but, well her innocence made it that much 
better. Her teeth scraped me a little but I did not 
complain. Actually she did a pretty good job. Beth 
sucked and licked all around my cockhead. Her tongue was 
all over but her mouth was so wet and tight, I kind of 
liked it. A blowjob is kind of like bad pizza, I mean 
even when it's bad it's still pizza.--it ain't goanna be 
but so bad. 

I made her get in a 69 and kept filming as I sucked her 
sweet cunt. It was a race to see who could cum first. 

I won. 

"Arrgh!! Oh yeah, oh fucking yeah, you sweet bitch. 
Swallow me, swallow it all." I said as she spit out my 
cum. 

Rude, ungrateful, little slut! 

I decided she did not deserve an orgasm just yet. A nice 
clean pussygasam was too good for her. I zoomed the 
camera in on her cute little ass. 

"What are you doing. Please stop that, " she cried as I 
peeled her butt cheeks apart and began too munch on her 
anal flesh. 

I licked and sucked on her tangy assmeat. I massaged and 
kneaded her flesh, for several minutes. I rubbed her 
clit just a little and then roughly squeezed her hard. 
Finally I wormed my tongue deep into her anus, and 
wiggled it around, slobbering and sucking her hiney. She 
could not control her assgasam as it exploded from deep 
within her. 

"Please god I'm sorryyy make it stop, I can't help it!" 
she screamed as she humped wildly on my face. 

While she was still cumming I spread her wet, shaking 
ass open and filmed some more. 

"You silly nun-slut come on my hand. 

That's right, you know you like it baby. Cum like the 
fucking whore we both know you are. SHAKE THAT ASS!!" 

I made her get off of me, and put my cock at her gaping 
anus. I slowly slid inside of her. She was moist wet and 
open. 

""No, you said you would not do this!" 

"Actually, I said I would not FUCK you, I'm not, I'm 
just going to rest my dick inside of you and let your 
tight ass get me hard again. Lay still baby, just keep 
contracting on me." 

My prick was buried in a hot, young nun and I tried to 
keep my word and not fuck her. I played with her clit, 
and finger fucked her cunt to at least 2 more orgasms 
while I stayed in her ass, and kept filming. I'm only 
human, I could not take anymore.

"Pussyfuck, or assfuck. I'm cumming in one of them. Do 
you want to get pregnant. Oh god wouldn't that be hot, a 
pregnant little penguin, carrying my baby. Tell me slut, 
would you like that?" 

"No god, no. Please don't defile me that way. I could 
not be a nun if I have a baby. I can't get an abortion. 
You would ruin my life forever. Go ahead, do the other 
thing if you must. But don't spill your seed inside of 
me, I am in the fertile part of my cycle now." 

I was tempted. Like any other man I liked fucking pussy 
but, well in a weird way I kind of liked sister Beth. I 
did not want to ruin her life, just her afternoon. So I 
started fucking her ass hard. I tried to rip it open. I 
reached around front and grabbed a tit. She was sobbing 
hysterically, whimpering like a well fucked slut is 
prone to, as I gave her the thick dick she so badly 
wanted, deep down in the bottom of her butt. 

"Fuck, fuck, yeah, shake it for me sister, clamp me 
good. Here it cums, Uh, uh, uh, uh, Oh shit, you're so 
fucking tight, so fucking perfect. Thank you baby, for 
making it so good" I screamed as my stick sprayed her, 
coating her bowels with fresh, creamy, cum. 

I was exhausted so I left my cock in her as it slowly 
shriveled and draped my body over her. Her tears and 
shivers gently rocked me to sleep. 

A half hour later I pulled out. I asked Sister Beth to 
make out with me for awhile. Something had changed. She 
was different now, sweeter. She agreed and I enjoyed it 
very much. I massaged her and held her and told her what 
a good girl she was. I picked her up and she wrapped her 
legs around me. I gently cupped her ass as we made out. 
I fondled her breasts and asked if she wanted one last 
orgasm. She thanked me and said that it was up to me, I 
was in charge. So I had her stand up, bend over and 
touch her toes and I fucked her from behind. Her pussy 
was wet and ready for me. I made my little nun-lover 
come at least once more, maybe twice. My balls were 
drained and I was not sure if I could get off myself. So 
I asked Beth to talk dirty to me, to help. She obeyed. 

"Um, stick it in me sir, please do me. Give me your 
penis, I want your seed in my vagina. I need it. I am a 
bigger whore than Mary Magdalene. Please rape me again." 

That did it. I felt a thin stream of cum travel up my 
dick. At the last moment I pulled out and shot all over 
her face. I picked up the camcorder and zoomed in close. 

"No babies for my baby, don't worry. Now lick it all up 
like a good girl. Feed it to yourself. Good now suck me 
dry. What a beautiful slut you are. After only one day! 
Ok there is one last thing I need you to do Beth. Here, 
take this. Come in the bathroom with me. Get in the tub. 
I want you to piss all over this Bible. Do it, Beth. You 
have no choice. Please don't make me hurt you now. It's 
almost over. That's my girl, piss on your faith. Now 
look at the camera and repeat after me: Father Ronald, 
this is all your fault I hate you. I was raped because 
of you. I lost my virginity because of you. I broke my 
vows to god because of you. Fuck you and die I hope you 
go straight to hell!"

Beth was a shell shocked, hysterical mess by the time 
she finished but she followed my instructions. I let her 
clean up then and give her a big hug and told her it was 
over. She dressed in her nun costume again and I did 
take a little footage of us making out. I was still 
naked and she was wearing all her gear. That was mostly 
just for fun. I could not help pulling her robes up and 
sticking my cock in her ass one more time as a joke, I 
fucked her hard for a few minutes but did not cum so it 
really does not count. She did not cry or seem to mind 
at all. I think she knew I was just goofing around, and 
so she let me get away with it, patiently waiting until 
I was done. I could almost see the smile behind her eyes 
when I pulled out and deep frenched her tasty little 
mouth and tongue. She kissed me back with respect and 
grudging admiration. I rolled her tits in my hands and 
told how hot she was. Then I gave her a couple of the 
Polaroid's, as a souvenir of our afternoon together. I 
dropped her off a block from the church and told her 
goodbye, and thanks. 

Father Ronald got a package in the mail 3 days later. It 
was post marked 200 miles away. There was a brief note 
that said: 

"Actions do have consequences. Maybe the next time a man 
comes to you for help you won't throw him out of your 
church. You have sown the wind, now reap the whirlwind. 
This is not over, it may never be over."

An hour later Father Ronald was in tears. His soul ached 
and he was ashamed. Sister Beth had been in a state of 
shock ever since she returned, and was in deep, 
cleansing prayer and meditation. She had been unwilling 
or unable to tell anyone what had happened to her. She 
had tried to seek the solace, purification, and holy 
absolution of Confessional but had started sobbing and 
said, "Nobody can ever know. You can't tell anyone," she 
mumbled and then lost consciousness. 
Now he knew why. 

The videotape did not show the Rapist's face, but it did 
not have to. He knew the stench of Jaz's evil. He had 
regretted losing his temper, that fateful day but had no 
idea how his sin would affect others. Poor, sweet, 
angelic Sister Beth was destroyed. He had Christened her 
years ago. Known her for her entire life. Beth had moved 
in with Father Ronald's Sister and his niece, when her 
mother and Father had died in a car crash ten years ago. 
She was a part of his family, the daughter he could 
never have. He visited often, and came to love the child 
as his own. When she announced her plans to become a nun 
he cried, like a baby for several minutes. Then he 
wrapped her in his arms, fell to his knees and thanked 
god for his undeserved kindness, for this sweet blessing 
from above, whom he truly loved. 

"Dear god, holy father what have I done. My anger and 
pride have cost me my Beth. She may never recover! 
Please help me Father. Please Help us all. How could you 
let...? No, I don't mean that. You work in mysterious 
ways. I don't understand, but you are my god. I will not 
dare to blame you. Father, I am so scared. What did Jaz 
mean when he said this was not over? " he prayed as he 
poured out his soul to his lord.

And Father Ronald wept.

This faithful priest was in a bad situation. Everything 
he knew about Jaz was learned under the Confessional 
Seal. He could not tell anyone what was happening. The 
videotape was useless. Somehow he knew Beth would be 
unable, unwilling to prosecute him. Evil had been 
unleashed upon his church and it seemed there was 
nothing he could do to stop it. Still...Prayer, Faith, 
Trust in god had seen him through some difficult times. 
He had to believe the Almighty could protect him from 
this as well. 

He had to believe good was stronger than evil. God was 
stronger than Jaz. 

He just had to. 

(Not) The End 

AUTHOR'S NOTE:

I used to wonder if I was going to hell for writing the 
stuff I do. Um, now I don't have to wonder. It's really 
nothing personal. I mean, I have never even met a nun, 
am not Catholic, and only know the one priest who used 
to take us camping in the woods when I was a boy. But he 
was so nice, a good, kind man. Always willing to listen, 
so gentle with all of us. So tender and affectionate. 

He used to say suffer the little boys to come unto me 
and would give us all hugs and kisses, and play strange, 
but exciting games with us. When I was scared Father 
Ronald would let me sleep with him and would snuggle me 
tight in his strong masculine arms. I used to have bad 
dreams a lot, back then but Father Ronald used to make 
the monsters go away. One day he left town and I never 
saw him again. 40 years later I still miss him, I can 
still smell him, and remember his touch... 

Anyway, my point is I have nothing against priests. This 
is just a work of fiction I honestly don't know where it 
comes from or why I write the things I do. 

(Heh, giggle, Snicker, snort. Oh god am I going to hell 
for this one.) 

There, now I can rest easy.

Drop me a line at jaz1701@webtv.net

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
anyway shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of
the scenarios in this story; should seriously consider
seeking professional help.
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