"Ohhhh yesss, Sister. You know how to suck a man's cock. You've done this before, you little bitch! You've sinned badly like this before to do it so good!”
Abbey felt her cuntflesh giving way again and again in front of the dildo as she rose and fell, rose and fell on that horrid thing. The more she bounced up and down, the hotter Abbey felt herself becoming. She was out of control, spinning down and down like a jet airplane without a tail. Her juices were spraying out of her pussy, wetting down the iron spikes sticking out around that long, inanimate cock. Her tits nearly slapped her chin as her movements became more and more violent.
Flattening out her tongue, she rubbed it back and forth, back and forth, concentrating on that groove right below the cockhead. Her mouth was coated with his juices as Brother Geronimus jack-hammered his cockrod into her mouth, swearing and cursing like a sailor. His filthy mouth excited her. Again the girl jerked her arms against the cross, loving the rough, splintery sensations of the beam against her flesh. Her mouth was making wet sucking noises as she glided her tongue up and down on Brother Geronimus's swollen cockmeat.
As she became more and more used to sucking his prick, she became more inventive with her tongue. There were times the girl drew her head back, pushing the tip of her tongue into the tiny piss-slit and drawing up more juices from his balls. Brother Geronimus appreciated her creativity, swearing at her and nearly crushing her head with his big hands. His hips slammed wildly against her face and she slurped his cockjuices, sucking his prick so hard her cheeks caved in.
As her lust mounted, her aches and pains blended into a weird stew of wild pleasure. She wanted to be hurt more, to feel that prickling of pain against her ass from those spikes to heighten the erotic effects of her bondage. The pressure in her belly was incredible as more and more water sprayed into her asshole from that unholy spigot.
"Uhhhh, Sister, I'm gonna cum… right in your mouth, gonna shoot!”
From his strained tone of voice Abbey knew he was close. She moaned against his groin, the resulting vibrations driving Brother Geronimus higher and higher. When she began tasting an increased flood of his cum oozing from his piss-slit, the girl went crazy. She started bobbing up and down on that plastic cock harder and deeper and she felt it gouging her cunt. The steel spikes at the bottom bit and chewed into her asscheeks, increasing her pleasure. There was no more pain, no more agony, no more fear. The only thing that counted now was the mounting pressure and desire in her cunt.
"Uhfhxhfhhfhf!”
And as she bounced up and down, her mouth sucked greedily against Brother Geronimus's cock. Her asseheeks jiggled and twitched against the stool as the steel spikes bit and nipped at her ass. She moaned wildly. And then-and then she felt the bleachy flood of the holy man's cock against the back of her throat.
He shouted something, gripping and twisting her hair until several strands ripped from her scalp. But Abbey didn't care. She was soaring high above in her own special sexual ecstasy. Swallowing down the squirts of cum as quickly as they shot from Brother Geronimus's prickhead, the girl squealed. Her hips and ass went wild as she bounced up and down, sticking her cunt wildly with that warm thick cock.
Her climax peaked like a thunderbolt shooting through her. The girl could hardly breathe! Brother Geronimus held her tightly, keeping his cock buried all the way until the last of his cum shot. Abbey sucked as hard as she could, feeling her clit sputtering again and again while her cuntal walls milked hard at that plastic prick. Slowly, gradually she began to come down. Reality trickled in through her sexual fog, making her all too aware of her situation.
"Ooooooohhhhhh!”
She was too relaxed now to keep the stiffened position against the cross behind her. The spikes stuck into her ass as she rested on the stool. Her cunt was still quivering, clutching and squeezing wetly against the dildo. The room was quiet except for the heavy steady panting of the two satisfied beings. As Abbey came down from her high, the enema started cramping her gut and she knew she was going to disgrace herself and shit on the floor if he didn't pull that thing out soon!
Brother Geronimus slid his cock out of her mouth with a maddening slowness. Abbey was panting now from the pain laced heavily with panic as she became sure she would shit all over herself.
“There, Sister, in there you may relieve yourself from the pressure.”
He pointed to a small door at one end of the room, having yanked the spigot from her asshole with one jerk. Abbey screamed, clutching her asshole muscles together while he unbound her arms from the cross, then helped her from the awful stool. She staggered to the bathroom barely making it.
The explosion of the liquid contents of her bowels was so powerful that the relief she felt was so profound that, the girl felt herself experiencing a mini orgasm. Whimpering and wiping the tears from under her eyes, she washed her hands in the filthy sink, all the while looking for some way to get out. But Brother Geronimus and his helpers had been careful in making this building and it was a virtual fortress. She came back but, lowering her eyes in shame.
"There, there, Sister. I think you're going to be a fine new member of our group.”
"My cousin. She isn't… isn't a member… is she?”
The thought suddenly occurred to her that Betty had lured her here and was herself one of Brother Geronimus's private whores!
"Not yet. Let's say your… eh, conversion, was something of a wonderful surprise.”
Abbey kept her head down, not daring to look at Brother Geronimus. She had revealed herself to him, shown him her delight at being abused this way while being fucked.
"I want you against the wall, Sister. Over there," Brother Geronimus said, pointing to the far western wall.
Abbey did as she was told, grateful the beating and bondage had stopped if only for a while. She shuffled across the rectangular room, stopping by the wall and turning around. Abbey had been, quick to notice a leather strap attached to the boards at her height. Brother Geronimus said nothing, pulling the strap around her throat then fastening it with a soft click to a buckle on the other side of her neck. The girl could barely swallow and she found it difficult to move her head other than a few degrees in either direction.
"I want to make sure you won't leave. I think it's time I introduce your foolish cousin into this matter.”
Brother Geronimus picked up his jockstrap and slipped it back on, drawing his long brown robe over his body and appearing once again like a religious monk. Abbey nearly choked with laughter, remembering how his face had been contorted with lust as he'd whipped and fucked her. And now he was going to drag Betty into this.
The seconds alone ticked by maddeningly slowly. Once or twice Abbey tried the strap around her throat but found the lock had been firmly fastened. At last Brother Geronimus returned with her cousin in tow.
"I don't understand why Abbey… oh my God!" Betty drew her hands to her mouth, staring with wonder at Abbey's naked body. She wheeled around, looking questioningly at Brother Geronimus.
"You've discovered the little secret of our group-both of you. Those discussion groups you heard were only part of what we believe in," Brother Geronimus said, his voice growing terrifying powerful. "Your cousin has begun to learn this. It's your turn now.”
Betty struggled, screaming, twisting like a woman damned while Brother Geronimus stripped her clothing from her. When the cotton panties were ripped from her thighs, Betty stumbled backward, falling on her naked ass. Wildly she tried protecting her tits and cunt by hugging her upper arms in and spreading her fingers over her pussy.
"Up, bitch!”
Jerking Betty up to a standing position he shoved her forward to a horizontal wooden bar that hung, gently over her head.
"Oh Abbey, I'm so sorry," Betty sobbed, shaking her head.