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Church of Evil (MF, cerimony, nc)
By Black Demon <natas@aloha.net>
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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 a leg to be the one to deflower her lucious body.
This pure innocent female had all the males, young and old, flocking
around for her attention. But she wanted to marry the man of her dreams
and to let her husband be the one to deflower her. She would protect her
precious viginity from one and all. A little petting here and there but
nothing more serious. She would not trust any man other than her future
husband to be, who would treat her as his little princess.
At age 21, Kristen was a beautiful woman. She and her fiance, Tim, had
discovered by accident a rather medieval looking church hidden in the
countryside. They stopped and ventured into the courtyard. Kristen
squeezed her fiance's arm, "Oh Tim, 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 marveled at the structure of the church, like
the pictures in Europe, never expecting to see something like this right
near their home. Little did they know that evil lurked just behind the
facade 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 for those
not wishing to make the long trip back at night, there's a hotel a
couple hours away!"
Kristen pleadingly looked up at him. 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. Kristen 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 Kristen Gilbert.
Four months later, beautifully dressed in her pure white wedding gown
and veil, Kristen was dropped off by the wedding limousine. Kristen was
greeted by the housekeeper and led down an old stairway below the
wedding chapel. Kristen, along with the general public, had no idea of
its existence. The incense was quite strong. The elderly fat priest
greeted Kristen 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. Kristen looked so pure and innocent, in her unsoiled white
wedding gown and veil, with the black satin background.
The priest looked down at Kristen'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 Kristen'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 Kristen. "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. Kristen looked
puzzled at this. The priest understood her puzzled look. "Yes Ms.
Kristen Gilbert, our Master has sent you to us, for preparation of the
future Mrs. Kristen 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.
"Kristen 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 Kristen could not make out
the facial features beneath the black robes, all were huge elderly black
disciples. Kristen 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 Kristen'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. Kristen 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. Kristen'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 Kristen'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..!" Kristen screamed loudly around
the black snake in her mouth. The snake forces its way deep in her
tender cunt until its fully embedded and Kristen 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 it's 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
Kristen's tender ass apart. Kristen's screams can be heard throughout
the church above "Aieeeeee... Aieeeeeeeeee..." she wails. But to no
avail, the depraved priest is far beyond control. Kristen 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 Kristen an
enema.
It's not over for the bride-to-be. Kristen 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 Kristen, 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 put 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. Kristen 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 Kristen
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, Kristen 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, Kristen couldn't be more
despoiled than at this very moment.
Kristen 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.
Kristen 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', Kristen
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 Kristen 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 Kristen's pregnancy. Their plan to have the wedding at
her most fertile period had worked perfectly and now they were expectant
young parents.