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This is an original work of adult literature.  If you are under
18 years of age, read no further.  If you are a pious
self-righteous adult burdened by a repressive religious
upbringing and sexual hang-ups too numerous to count, then
you too should pass.

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It is a work of fiction from my fantasies.  The seed of the story
came from BlackDemon's "Church" series, which landed in my
fertile mind and grew like a weed with more details and
embellishments.

This work contains f_M+, Domination, Con/NC sex, slavery,
prostitution, beast, bondage, interracial, masochism, sadism,
breast torture, piercing, large breasts, and whatever else comes
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{ASS} Vestal Whore:  Communion of Degradation {Toryu} (fM+ reluc
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Vestal Whore:  Communion of Degradation




Chapter 40

The old Padre lowered the hand holding the letter.  "Two days" he
thought.  His hard cock swelled all the more within the mouth of
the naked indian girl that knelt between his thighs.  Maria
purred with satisfaction thinking it was in response to her
voracious sucking.

The young Bolivian girl took great delight in being summoned by
the old Priest.  The sheer evil of being used by this man of the
church delighted her.  It went against everything she had been
taught.  It was so...delicious.  With that thought she pushed her
pretty face down harder on the long black pole while one hand
busied itself with his large churning balls and the other pulled
and pinched at the swollen nub of her clitoris that hung like a
miniature tongue amid the damp tangle of black pubic hair.

The fat old Padre smiled as he thought about the letter and the
village's new arrival.  Sandra Falwell, daughter of Steve Falwell
and younger sister to Rachel, was to arrive in two days.  He
chuckled to himself as he gazed down at the the dark haired slut
laboring over his throbbing cock.  "The young girl up and runs
off to join her father and sister on their great adventure....how
quaint," he thought.

His cock throbbed and in the hot wet cavity of the girl's mouth.
"Enough.  Up here."  he said motioning for her to mount him.  The
old Padre reveled in the new power he wielded.  A power that the
young wretch Rachel had released in him, and the old japanese
Hatori had honed like a razor.

With an eager moan, the naked young mestizo girl bounded to her
feet and mounted the fat man's thighs.  She slid her lithe form
up his belly reaching between her splayed thighs for his swollen
rod of flesh.  With practiced ease, she wrapped her small fingers
around the saliva wet staff rooting it's blunt wet snout up and
down between her hairy lust swollen labia to slot the blunt head
in the throat of her cunt.

"M-m-m-m-h, A-a-a-a-a-h!"  she moaned as she forced herself back
onto the thick post and felt it stretch the clinging flesh of her
dripping cunt.  She wiggled her ample bottom down the long black
rod, luxuriating in the feel of it's throbbing veins against her
fat labia as they swabbed down it's length.

She raised her arms to rest them on the black Priest's shoulders
leaning her breasts into his face.  He mumbled with satisfaction
as he licked and sucked at the inner curves of the girl's brown
cleavage, ignoring the welts that marked the smooth brown skin.

His own hands found the soft fleshy swells of the indian girl's
hips and guided her as she began her rhythmic rise and fall along
the shaft of his cock, accompanied by the tinkle of the bells
suspended from her fat brown nipples.

"U-n-n-n-ngh."  he grunted, the clinging tightness of the girl's
cunt too much for him, as his cock spasmed and began to spew
thick cloying sperm against the battered walls of her womb.  His
mind spun to images of Rachel, pale skinned, her large naked
breasts wobbling in his face as he used her as he used the young
indian girl now.  His spurting cock throbbed at the thought of
another young anglo girl arriving to be in his safekeeping.


The men watched Rachel as she struggle obscenely to give herself
yet another orgasm.  Her heavy breasts swayed and jiggled, from
her grossly stretched nipples, their impossible weight hanging
from the two rings imbedded in the thick elongations of flesh.  A
string of drool swayed dripped and swayed from her chin as her
mouth gaped open her pink tongue lolling.  The tension from the
tug of war between her nose and her massive fluid swollen breasts
pulled on the ring piercing her nasal septum and pulling her
pretty head upward.  She squatted and hopped causing the heavy
weight of her own breasts to pull and jerk at her thick pierced
clit suspended at the end of the brass chain.  Hopping, squatting,
grunting she was a perverse spectacle, a mindless animal,
searching for one thing, the rush of endorphin only the next
climax could bring.  A wet gurgle signaled yet another reeking
climax, as she shuddered and moaned as the wave of filth consumed
her, saturating her being.  As soon as it passed she began the
obscene dance again, her filthy bare feet scrabbling across the
dirty floor.

Finally one of the men had had enough and walked behind the
writhing girl.  Dropping his pants he fisted his rampaging cock
and mounted the girl from behind.

"M-m-m-m-m-h, N-o-o-o-o!"  the wretched slut moaned in
frustration as the young man clutched her fleshy hips halting her
gyrations as he drove his veined cock into the wet pit of her
cunt.

"O-h-h-h-, Y-e-e-s-s!"  Rachel gurgled as the man's pounding hips
renewed the tugging and jerking that gave her so much pleasure.

Rachel's mind spiraled in animal lust.  The pain in her horribly
stretched nipples and nose formed a warm glowing cloak that
dampened and smothered her her being.  Only the sharp cutting
sensations from her abused clit cut through the fog and
electrified her sated nerves.  Her lust drunk brain swirled amid
the vile sensations, her brief sentient thoughts, sent her
spiraling into a another vile climax, as she saw and understood
what she had become and where she was.  The filthy realization,
appalled another, but the disgust and self loathing only thrilled
the rank depraved part of her that ruled her now, and spurred her
to seek lower obscenities.

She felt the punishing cock thrusting against the abused knob of
her swollen cervix swell and gush wetly, and she groaned in
satisfaction.  Her stretched wet labia bristled at the cold air
as the spent cock withdrew only to be replaced by another brown
vein wrapped shaft.  On and on it went as her womb was assaulted
by a deluge of writhing brown seed.  Her ripe ovum carrying the
secrets of her blue eyes, flax like yellow hair and pale
alabaster skin, were engulfed by a horde of wriggling
spermatozoa, like Attila's horde, spawn of the dark short
ignorant men that sweated and rutted between her bruised white
buttocks.


Steve Falwell grunted in the dark as the tightness enveloped him.
He gritted his teeth at the exquisite pain as the tight brown
sphincter of the girl's as threatened to peel the skin from his
rigid cock.  He his mind reeled at the vileness of this forbidden
act the young slut seemed to enjoy so much.  The young indian
girl had begun to teach the teacher.  She had led him down paths
of carnal pleasure he had never dreamt of.  The libido he had
unleashed in her was unfettered by the years of pious nonsense
that bound his in leaden chains.  Her joyful innocence in the
pleasure he gave her and she him had broken through his most
earnest reservations and doubts.  Yes he knew he would be
tormented by guilt and remorse.  But all his lust driven mind
could comprehend at this moment was the incredible squeezing heat
of the the young girl's anus and the luscious sight of her smooth
brown buttocks rising and falling, swallowing engorged shaft of
his white cock.  He watched with glazed eyes as the brown ring
engulfed his cock sliding down the thick shaft till the soft
brown cushions of her sweating ass rested on his thighs.  He
watched the smooth brown skin of her back ripple as her muscles
pulled her up.  Beads of sweat ran down the hollow of her spine
as her back arched.  She leaned toward his feet, the wordless
puckered mouth of her anus nibbling along his cock, the flesh of
the tight ring pulling outward as if reluctant to relinquish even
one inch of his swollen shaft.  His hands spread the cheeks of
her ass to reveal the deep brown flesh that nestled between.  She
moaned at the touch of his fingers as he explored her.  His
nostrils flared at the rich musk of the young girl's cunt mixed
with the earthy smell of her ass as she rode upward stopping just
below the knob of his cock.  She forced a grunt from him as she
constricted her muscles with a giggle, threatening to strangle
the stalk of his cock.  With a deep groan she masochistically
thrust down impaling herself on his white prong, driving his
lance into the hot steamy depths of her bowels stirring her guts.



"Attentione!  Report to the parade ground in three minutes with
full combat gear.  Rapido!  Rapido!  The the morning patrol has
been ambushed by banditos!"  the Sergeant yelled as he burst into
the barracks.  He glanced at the spectacle of the young American
girl being mounted by one of the sweating young indian troopers.

"Enough!  The puta will still be here for your pleasure, I think,
after you have earned your pay!"  he grunted toward the half clad
men waiting their turn at the girl's dripping cunt.

Reluctantly the men turned and rushed to don their tunics and
combat webbing.  The lone young man huffing and grunting between
the attractive young girl's splayed white cheeks grunted and
shuddered as he pump long streams of thick sperm into her already
clogged cunt.  He pulled his rapidly deflating cock out of the
girl's swollen clasping flesh.  A mixed gob of congealing sperm
fell wetly to the floor between the pretty girl's dirty bare
feet.  Rachel groaned helplessly in frustration as her empty quim
cramped and throbbed trying to caress the phantom cock that her
sated nerves could still feel stuffing her bottom.  With a low
moan she began her dance of perversion pulling and tugging at the
hemp strands that distorted her flesh.

The Sergeant called the fat cook to him.

"You are to watch after the young American puta until we return.
The Padre should return for her soon."  With that he turned to
the group of men assembling in the cleared area of the camp.  The
Lieutenant had taken his place at the head of milling group.

"Okay, single file, stay alert.  We must assist our comrades.  We
go!"  With that the Lieutenant led the file of young troopers as
they began to wind the way into the thick jungle growth in the
direction of the mountains.  The clink and chink of the men and
their equipment could be heard long after the thick growth had
swallowed them up.


The fat cook waddled into the dark interior of the barracks to
where the young girl shuffled and jerked in her mindless pursuit
of her own vile degradation.  The fat man stood watching the
white form of the girl as she writhed and twisted pulling and
tugging at the cords fixed to the rings imbedded in her tortured
flesh.  His greasy face split in a grin as he remembered last
night and the feel of her clasping flesh around his fat stubby
cock.  The stalk of flesh began to swell beneath the dirty apron
he wore.  He waddled toward the girl, as she stood lost in her
own twisted world.  Without a word he clasped his hands front and
back of the girls dripping crotch burying his thick dirty fingers
into the sperm clogged pit of her cunt and the stretched mouth of
her rectum.

"A-h-h-h-h-h, gl-u-g-g-gh!"  the trapped girl groaned as his
fingers dug into her tender private flesh.

"You like?  You like your pozo filled, no?"  he hissed through
stained teeth only inches from the debauched face of the
beautiful girl.  The young woman only groaned, ignoring the
stench of garlic on the man's breath, as his fingers rooted and
scrapped amid the tender flesh of her scum choked holes.

"M-m-m-m-m-H, so caliente and wet."  he whispered as he bent
toward her ear.

With a quick thought he pulled his hands free and producing a
knife cut the hemp that bound the young American.

The taunt strands parted and Rachel's swollen breasts dropped to
spring up and down on her thin chest to hang heavily.  The mounds
of turgid flesh projected out obscenely, the tight wrappings of
hemp around their base biting deeply into the swollen flesh.  The
hemp was stained dark with sweat and cruelly constricted the
mounds, squeezing the once alabaster flesh into bluish mushrooms.
The heavy caps of her breasts shined, the flesh swollen and taunt
from the pooling milk and blood.  The reddish welts lost in the
tissues now darker hue.

She moaned standing, wobbly and unsteadily on suddenly tired
legs.  Her nipples and clit glistened wetly, their tortured
stretched flesh throbbing painfully.  She stood moaning as her
twisted brain sparked and jumped as it transmuted the pain to
pleasure.

"Come with me, puta."  the fat cook said hooking a finger in the
girl's nose ring.  Pulling her toward the nearby table.  He
pushed the unresisting young woman to her knees as he plopped his
bulk into a chair.

Rachel's mind was a confused fog of need, frustration, and self
loathing.  Her glassy glue eyes spied the brown stump of the fat
man's cock as her pulled it free of his soiled trousers.  With a
pitiful moan the young disfigured girl crawled between the man's
splayed thighs.  Her head shook in unavailing denial as her small
hand reached for the stiffing stump of the corpulent brown man's
cock.  Her eyes watched in detached horror as her hand brought
the dripping prong to her lips like a precious offering.  Her
serpentine tongue explored the delicious circumference of the
throbbing pole, as her practiced hands retracted the wealth of
foreskin that covered the swelling head.  The pink little worm of
her faithless tongue snaked out to lap at the pestilent head of
the wretched cock.  An involuntary groan bubbled from her lips as
her tongue lapped up the smegma that coated the glossy head, the
sebaceous secretions burning across her tongue like quicksilver,
stoking her banked lust, into flickering flame.  Her lips parted
and engulfed the plumb like head in a wet suctioning embrace, as
her small hands rooted within his soiled pants to free the hairy
sack of his scrotum.  Her practiced hands rolled the freed orbs
of his sperm swollen balls like Captain Queeg, caressing the firm
orbs within the wrinkly sacks of flesh.

The cook watched, his eyes bulging from his fat sweating face, as
the young American girl caressed and sucked his loathsome member
with enraptured intensity.  His tongue licked at slack lips as
his mind reeled at the sensations and sights that assailed it.
The dark squat woman in the doorway watched with growing outrage
and disgust as the young girl rooted and grunted between the fat
man's hairy thighs.  The groans and wet smacking sounds coming
from the girl's mouth drown out the woman's footsteps.  The fat
cook groaned as the fat stump of his cock fountained in the
girl's voraciously sucking mouth.  Rachel's lips sealed
themselves around the spewing head, her lips hollowing as she
sucked the thick streamers of sperm into her mouth, gulping them
into her gullet.

The woman's sandaled foot caught Rachel's kneeling form full in
the crotch between her splayed cheeks, sending her sprawling to
her side.  The cook's rampant cock continued to spew streamers of
thick seed into the air, raining down upon the supine form of the
girl.  Thick clots of sperm splattered the abused form of the
girl as the fat man's own hand replaced the girl's as he
continued to pump his spurting cock determined to drain the last
dregs from his orgasm.

His ears were deaf to the rants of his wife as she continued to
kick the defaced young woman.  His eyes only saw the thick white
arcs of his seed as it pumped from his cock to land wetly across
the quivering gelatinous mounds of the young woman's scarred and
bound breasts.  The clots of sperm liquefied to run like a
soothing balm across the tortured flesh of the girl's vein mapped
mammaries.  The grossly swollen spires of her cum varnished
nipples glittered like the brass rings embedded in the tender
flesh, catching the lamplight, as his enraged wife kicked the
young whore, causing the engorged mounds of her breasts to
vacillate across her chest.

Rachel's mind was a confused mass of jangling nerves as a hard
climax rippled through her as the gut wrenching pain from the
kick to her crotch cramped her stomach.  The pain from the
woman's repeated kicks to her firm thighs and buttocks added to
the flame like tendrils of pleasure that singed and threatened to
consume the tattered remnants of her sanity.

"I'll kill you, you bitch!!"  the cook's enraged wife screamed.

"No, Selma, you must not hurt her!  he blurted, thinking of the
Colonel and their own safety if his toy were to die.  She is puta
del Diablo, she bewitched me."  he said springing to his feet,
cock dangling wetly, to pull his wife away from the unresisting
form of the girl.

"Puta del Diablo?"  she repeated, her anger draining from her
 squat frame as she looked at him with questioning eyes.

"Si, the Colonel, ordered me to look after her until his return.
She bewitched me and performed...well you saw for yourself.  I
was helpless in her spell."  he lied.

"We must be rid of this demon puta."  she said the red leaving
her fat cheeks as she looked at the young naked teen moaning on
the floor at her feet.  "How can we keep her and protect
ourselves?"  she said aloud turning her head to face him wiggling
the long braid of hair that hung down her back.  "I know."  she
said flatly.  "If she must bewitch something, she can bewitch the
curs."  she said with sadistic satisfaction.  "We can put her in
the pen near the kitchen with the dogs."

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