Father, Forgive Me

The Kindred

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   Hesmene wandered into the forest, until she came upon a tree she felt certain about. She sat at its grand base and began to prepare her offerings, placing her candles and incense on the ground. Father Tomás followed a ways behind, stopping to see Hesmene pouring salt around the base of a tree. Her beautiful bosom was quite visible through her bodice top, and he felt a heat envelope him.
    Tomás watched carefully as Hesmene took out a flagon of wine and a bright red apple. She seemed to be whispering incantations over the apple then placed it down between her candles and lit incense, which smelled purely exotic. After taking out a small jar of honey, which Hesmene held to the sunlight and said a prayer of some type, Tomás saw her pour the honey over the apple, coating the seemingly innocent fruit with the sticky, gooey, golden honey. Tomás found himself aroused as he watched Hesmene, wanting to touch her. Hesmene's eyes met his, and even from her distance he could see the fire burning in her eyes and felt himself flush.
    Hesmene could feel someone watching her, and when she saw Father Tomás, her heart leapt, trying to break free from her body. "Come, Father Tomás", she beckoned. Tomás was embarrassed at first, but felt compelled to obey her. He walked over to where Hesmene stood, eyeing her cautiously.
    "Please, you can be at ease, Father. 'Tis no animal sacrifice or human disemboweling going on!", Hesmene replied. Tomás heard the sarcasm in her voice and gave her a half smile. "Is that how you think I view you?", he asked as he moved closer to where she stood, surprising her. Hesmene narrowed her eyes, then continued her offerings, burning from lust. Father Tomás being so close to her was getting her hot and wet. She had to focus her intentions in order to finish her offering.
     Father Tomás watched in silence as Hesmene spoke to the tree, completely tuning him out. A secret fascination spread over him; he admired Hesmene's ways, her knowledge. Tomás couldn't help but watch as Hesmene connected with the spiritual world.
     Hesmene felt Father Tomás's eyes on her body and it pleased her. After what happened between them the other night, all Hesmene could think of was his touch. The sexy young priest had awoken something inside of her she thought asleep. Trying not to meet his lovely dark eyes, Hesmene went on with her conversation with the tree. A feeling so strong suddenly spread over her, and Hesmene stopped and turned, looking at the priest.
     Tomás couldn't have been prepared for what happened next. He saw Hesmene react as if the tree had actually spoken to her. 
    Hesmene plunged her athamé deep into the forest floor then turned, facing him. Slowly she began to undress, letting her garments pool around her feet. Father Tomás could feel his heart racing. The witch before him was turning him on in such ways, and here she stood naked, her ample breasts nothing short of miraculous, her crotch a pleasure dome, awaiting to be filled by him.
     Hesmene found her way into Tomás's arms, the sight and feel of her naked body turning him to stone. Tomás thought he was hallucinating but when Hesmene wrapped her arms around his neck, he did what felt right to him in that moment. Tomás kissed Hesmene passionately, sliding his tongue in her mouth.
    Tomás felt Hesmene helping him out of his collar and habit, his clothing now in a pile similar to Hesmene's. The two of them were naked, for all the forest to see. Tomás lift Hesmene around his waist and carried her closer to the tree, leaning her against it as he hurried his face between her legs. Tomás slid his tongue up into Hesmene, causing the witch to moan.
    Tomás felt a hunger inside of him, a hunger brewing to be satiated. Deeper and deeper he thrust his tongue, sucking his way to her heart. Tomás ate Hesmene out like he was trying to devour her, causing her to come hard, all over his face.
    Tomás, pleased at what he'd caused, was even more pleased when Hesmene pulled him close and kissed him, tasting herself on his tongue. As she kissed him deeply, Hesmene grabbed the sexy young priest's long cock, amazed by how quickly he'd thicken in her hand. Hesmene began to stroke Tomás's dick as they tongue kissed, Father Tomás's fingers finding her wet hole.
    Tomás slid his hand inside of Hesmene, amazed at the ability. Her insides felt so good, so damn moist, he couldn't control his lust. Tomás wanted to be inside of Hesmene so badly he quickly grabbed a hold of her, placing her atop of his erection.
    Hesmene held onto Tomás for dear life as the outrageously attractive young priest became possessed. Tomás held Hesmene up against the tree and began thrusting wildly into her, going deeper and deeper with every breath. Tomás's eyes went black as the dark entity consumed him. All he could focus on was the succulent feel of the witch's pussy he was in, and his need to dominate it, only it was he who was being dominated.
   Hesmene herself seemed enchanted, barely casting a whimper as the bark of the tree began to rip and shred her back. Father Tomás seemed to have this darkness about him, this pure sexiness. It was driving Hesmene wild. All she wanted to do was surrender to this sexy man who was suddenly dominating her so, she hadn't realized that the bark of the tree began to split and crack away.
     Father Tomás felt such energy inside of him. His cock seemed to be engorged and deep inside of the witch. Tomás began to fuck Hesmene, going harder and deeper than ever. Hesmene cried out, the reality of the wounds on her back bringing her out of the trance to find Father Tomás still black bug eyed, his sexy body moving into hers at an alarming pace.
     Hesmene began to cry out, trembling as Father Tomás continued to beast fuck her.
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    Meanwhile, Sesaly Bruit rocked in her prison. The powerful demon which resides in her smiled through her, causing her to make the most horrifying grimace. The nuns on duty who sat watch were both frightened when the girl just began to giggle then laugh. What really terrified them was when the demon in Sesaly began making her imitate the sounds of orgasm and deep fucking. Sesaly began to writhe in the middle of the floor, fist fucking herself in front of the nuns.
     A loud shriek pierced their eardrums, scaring the nuns even more. Sesaly continued to laugh, moaning and groaning as her fist disappeared into her orifices. The nuns couldn't help but watch on in frozen horror. The demon inside was an ugly one, and thrived at the thought of making the holy sisters uncomfortable with their own lusty thoughts as they watched on as he made Sesaly brutally fist herself, her fist so far up her own asshole that it made her explode in diarrhea.
    The nuns passed out at the sight of this as Sesaly, whose face was totally contorted, laughed, the demon pleased.