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.

The End