Father Wilkins eyed the pitiful sight on the mattress and tutted.
“Once more so quickly, Camilla? That is the second exorcism you’ve got required this month alone.”
The younger girl kneeling in entrance of him–fully nude, wrists and ankles strapped to the bedposts, her chastity belt already eliminated by one of many nuns overseeing her care–flushed with disgrace, as properly she ought to. Her plump, rosy lips shined with slick fluid between her legs. If he had been to show her over, he was positive he would discover her sinful little erogenous zone absolutely laborious and twitching in a foul parody of male arousal.
“I am sorry, Father.”
“Effectively, we did know you’d be a undertaking once we agreed to take you on,” he sighed. Camilla had been working the streets for a short while, starting round her twenty-first birthday; by her twenty-second, one of many nuns had managed to achieve her and persuade her to reclaim her God-given purity. However the street to salvation had been bumpy certainly for the younger girl, and after consulting with texts and with a demonologist, Father Wilkins had concluded that Camilla had turn into the prey of an particularly tenacious succubus.
“Inform me, what drives you to me right this moment?”
“I’ve these…goals, Father.”
“Ahh. The demon assaults your soul in sleep, when you find yourself weakest,” he mentioned, approaching the mattress and sitting down. Camilla shivered and bit her lip, as if simply the sensation of the mattress dipping beneath his weight was sufficient to stoke her sinful wishes. “Management your self, woman. Have you ever been saying your prayers earlier than mattress?”
“Sure! Sure, each evening, I swear!”
“And but you continue to have these goals. Are you sure you are praying with a real coronary heart? Are you really able to welcome Christ and be delivered?” he requested gravely. She bit her lip once more, however did not reply. “You will need to suppose on that,” he urged her. “Christ can solely prevent from the affect of this demon in case you permit him to do it.”
“Sure, Father,” she whispered.
“Now inform me about these goals.”
“They’re…they drive me mad. I dream of–of these males.”
“Making use of your physique,” he equipped, and she or he nodded, her cheeks flushed with disgrace, as properly they need to be.
“Sure. And final evening…” she hesitated, licked her lips.
“Sure, Camilla? You will need to inform me all the pieces if I am that will help you discover your means via this darkish hour.”
“Sure, Father. Final evening I–I dreamed of you.”
“Of me?” he demanded, frowning down at her. She ducked her head in embarrassment and nodded.
“I dreamed that you simply were–exorcising me–and you then reached down and performed with my, my sinful space, and I dreamed that you simply advised me I ought to come.”
“Did you will have an orgasm throughout this dream, Camilla?” he requested severely. She shook her head rapidly.
“No, Father, I swear I did not! The belt protected me, such as you mentioned it will.”
“That is proper. Now, we have talked about this, Camilla. We do not name a girl’s orgasm ‘coming’. Why is that?”
“A person’s coming is critical for procreation.”
“That is appropriate. And, in His infinite knowledge, did God make a girl’s orgasm essential for procreation?”
“No, Father.”
“Precisely, Camilla. Ladies cannot really come. What you recall experiencing is the agony of sin, impressed in you by these males who used you and the demon that your fallen standing attracted,” he mentioned. He positioned a hand on the again of certainly one of her thighs, and felt the lady shiver beneath his contact. “We’ll prevent from these sinful cravings but, Camilla, I promise you, in case you solely work for it. Have you ever the rest to inform me earlier than we start?”
She bit her lip, then mentioned, “I…I attempted. After I woke from the dream, I suppose I used to be nonetheless beneath the affect of the demon, and I attempted to get the belt off. After which I…I attempted to press on my abdomen.”
“In your abdomen?” he requested, confused. She nodded, flushed with disgrace.
“Beneath my stomach button. It feels…good.”
“Hm,” he mentioned, frowning, and slipped a hand beneath her physique, the place he normally prevented totally throughout their time collectively. The smooth pores and skin of her abdomen fluttered ticklishly away from his hand as she inhaled sharply. “Management your self, now, Camilla. Right here? Is that this the spot you imply?” He rested his hand firmly slightly below her stomach button.
The woman bit again a groan after which mentioned, her voice shaking, “sure, Father. If I press and rub there, generally it feels as if I may co–experience an orgasm. From that. However I did not! I finished, I swear!”
“I see,” he mentioned, not bothering to cover how this data disturbed him. “I am going to communicate with the nuns on this matter, Camilla, and instruct them to maintain a more in-depth eye on you. You are urgent in your womb, one of the holy components of your physique, the place God intends so that you can manifest the miracle of childbirth. If the demon has perverted even this place for you, that’s dire information certainly.”
“Sure, Father,” she whispered, her eyes dampening. “I am sorry, Father.”
“As properly you need to be. I do know it could really feel as if that is all of the fault of the demon residing inside you, however you had been the one who invited it whenever you embraced a lifetime of sin,” he mentioned severely. The woman ducked her head and nodded. “Maybe the nuns might want to start binding your fingers whenever you sleep. I am apprehensive in your soul whenever you stay unsupervised.”
“I perceive, Father.”
“Good. Now, I consider we must always start.”
He stood and moved behind Camilla once more, to the place her sinful ideas had been written throughout her physique with each twitch and glisten of that space that solely her husband ought to ever have seen. Father Wilkins tutted once more on the sight of it and withdrew the change from his pocket. “Shameful. Ten lashes first, Camilla. Rely for me, please.”
“Sure, Father,” she mentioned, after which sucked in a pointy gasp because the change fell throughout her plump rear. “One. Two. Th-three.” Her voice started to shake with the start of tears as skinny traces of crimson marked the place the change had touched her. “4. 5. Ow, ow, ow, Father, please, I am so sorry.”
“I’m not the one it’s essential to apologize to,” he reminded her, pausing and eyeing her rump critically, tutting as he watched her defiled gap clench as if the demon inside her discovered her struggling thrilling. “It’s God that you’ve got sinned towards. Proceed counting, Camilla.”
“Sure, Father. Six. Seven. Eight, ohh,” she whimpered and sniffled because the change landed throughout an particularly delicate patch of pores and skin close to her thighs. “9. Ten.”
“There. That is the tough half completed,” he mentioned, inserting the change apart. Camilla hung her head a bit, as if she disagreed, and he sighed. “The exorcisms wouldn’t be such an ordeal for you, Camilla, in case you would actually commit your self to ridding your self of the demon’s affect. I do know that you’re not. I do know you want, even now, for the sinful pleasure of orgasm.”
She shook her head and tried to wipe the tears from her face together with her sure fingers. “No, Father, I swear! Effectively–sometimes, throughout the exorcism, and after these goals…however I perceive that it is solely the affect of the demon, Father, and each time I’ve the thought that I need to co–to expertise an orgasm, I pray for God to forgive me.”
“Hm,” he mentioned with begrudging approval. “Maybe our classes are having an impression in spite of everything. Very properly. We’ll start. Please brace your self, and keep in mind to warn me in case you really feel in peril of being overwhelmed by sin.”
“Sure, Father,” she whispered tearfully, then bit her lip laborious as he slid two fingers simply contained in the lips of her sopping intercourse. He remained way back to he fairly may, circling her clenching gap with out penetrating it, gathering up the fluids that seeped out. As soon as his fingers had been correctly coated, he moved them as much as the woman’s winking anus–cleaned by the identical nuns who had ready her for the exorcism–and pressed one of many fingers in, opening up her passage and lubricating it together with her personal fluids.
Camilla went a bit of too quiet. Holding her breath, little question, to forestall being scolded for making licentious noises in response to her ass being opened up. Father Wilkins shook his head.
He labored his finger out and in of her passage a number of occasions, then added the second, stretching her simply sufficient to make certain that she would not be harmed with out offering any further gas for the Hell-fire the demon had lit in her physique. Even so, when he withdrew his fingers and turned his consideration again to her intercourse, she was even wetter than earlier than, traces of fluid operating down the within of her thigh. “Camilla,” he mentioned, exasperated, and she or he whimpered.
“I am sorry, Father. I can not–I can not assist it, it simply occurs.”
“It doesn’t simply occur. Do you suppose any of the opposite women within the care of the nuns would react this manner if I had been to the touch their anus?”
She hung her head. “No, Father.”
“No. They might be disgusted on the very concept.” He sighed. “Only a second, woman, permit me to organize myself.”
He undid his robes and pulled out his cock, stroking it to hardness despite the pathetic, quivering sight in entrance of him, which did not encourage a single lustful feeling in him. Then he rolled on a condom.
“Put together your self,” he warned her, and she or he nodded.
He stepped ahead and held her hip with one hand, stopping the demon from forcing sin on her, and used the opposite hand to information himself into her defiled gap. Regardless of the use it had seen, it was nonetheless very tight–the work of the demon, no doubt–and it grasped round him time and again as he fed himself slowly, rigorously, into it.
As he anticipated, this was the purpose at which Camilla may now not maintain her tongue. “Oh. Oh, oh, Father, oh,” she whispered, her complete physique shivering as he crept, inch by valuable inch, into her physique, shifting slowly in order to not stoke the fires inside her. Even so, he was solely midway in earlier than she cried out, “Father, cease, I am going to co–I am going to have an org–oh, it is coming–“
He pulled out instantly, and frowned down at her gaping gap because it contracted a number of occasions, the demon attempting to entice him again in. “Train some self-restraint, woman, please. I must be well-lubricated earlier than we will start the exorcism.”
“I am attempting,” Camilla exclaimed, her voice breaking. “It is so tough, Father, it feels so–so empty on a regular basis, and whenever you fill it–“
“Quiet,” he mentioned sharply. “That is the demon speaking. The one vacancy you’re feeling is the shortage of God’s mild in your life. Repeat that again to me.”
“Sure, Father. The one–oh!” she was interrupted as he started to feed his member into her once more, much more slowly this time.
“Go on.”
“The–the solely vacancy I really feel is the, the shortage of God’s mild, in my life.”
“Good. The feminine orgasm is a sinful manifestation of affliction. Repeat that.”
“The, the feminine orgasm is a sinful manifestation of–oh, Father–” she gasped as he reached the midway level and stored going, slowly spreading her twitching intercourse on his cock.
“Camilla.”
“The-female-orgasm-is-a-sinful-manifestation-of-affliction,” she gasped out in a rush, after which groaned. Her thighs had been shaking, as if it was an effort to stay kneeling. “Oh, Father, the demon is so sturdy, it is burning me inside. Please, please save me, I can not stand it, it is making me suppose probably the most sinful ideas!”
Father Wilkins grimaced after which, deciding it was definitely worth the danger, he shoved the ultimate inch into the woman, embedding himself in her. She inhaled sharply and went very nonetheless, her silken tunnel clenching down on him as she battled her physique’s tried sin.
She lastly relaxed and exhaled shakily, and he pulled out of her once more. “Please, Father,” she mumbled.
“Please what, Camilla?”
“Please, if you are going to do this, may you…warn me? I virtually could not cease it that point.”
“I anticipate you to regulate your self, woman,” he mentioned severely, and she or he sniffed and whimpered, then shivered as he pressed his cock now at her anus. “We are going to now exorcise the demon.”
“Sure, Father, please,” she begged. He pressed into her slowly right here, as properly, though now extra out of concern of wounding her; her anus was even tighter, which was as meant. His objective was to complete rapidly, to trick the demon inside her to consider it was getting what it needed and make it weak to the rites of the exorcism. Her physique clenched tightly round him time and again because the demon tried to encourage the wretched woman to hunt pleasure even on this base act.
As soon as he was absolutely seated in her, he paused and instructed, “Camilla, pray.”
The lady took a breath, then started to recite in Latin. In response, Father Wilkins rocked his hips in small increments, looking for solely the barest pleasure for himself to push him in direction of completion with out stimulating the woman over-much. Even so, her physique started to clench extra vigorously round him, as if trying to press his member via the wall of the anus and down into her intercourse, the place the demon so needed males to spill their seed.
Father Wilkins started to hope, too, his voice becoming a member of Camilla’s in a quiet, droning refrain. When he started to drag out and press into her in deeper strokes, Camilla went silent for a second, then whispered to herself, “God, please forgive me,” earlier than hiccuping and resuming the rites. Father Wilkins frowned and thought of demanding to know whether or not she’d had a second of weak point and wished for an orgasm, however the ritual was near completion; there was no level in delaying additional.
His voice remained regular all through, whilst he thrust into her with extra vigor and Camilla’s started to fade, changed by the gasps and whimpers and different animal noises of the demon inside her. By the point he lastly spilled into the condom with a quiet grunt, her physique was tight as a vise on him, attempting to take advantage of his seed from him, and Camilla was panting and moaning. He pulled out and examined the mess of her as he eliminated the condom, tutting as he noticed the lengthy traces of fluid dripping from her twitching intercourse all the way down to the mattress.
“Camilla, what a multitude you’ve got made.”
“Oh, God,” Camilla groaned, rocking her hips slowly, “please forgive me, God, please forgive me.”
“Are you craving an orgasm, Camilla?” he requested sharply.
“I can not cease eager about it, Father. God, forgive me, forgive me. I can not cease eager about the dream, what you mentioned within the dream.”
“That wasn’t me within the dream, Camilla. I might by no means let you know that you need to search an orgasm. Ladies’s pleasure exists solely to tempt you to sin,” he mentioned sternly, however he wasn’t positive she even heard him; the woman continued to rock her hips and plead feverishly for forgiveness, her agitated intercourse drooling down her thighs. “Camilla! Calm your self!”
“I can not, Father, I can not. It burns so terribly. All I can take into consideration is how fantastic it will really feel to sin, and the way empty I really feel with out you inside me. God, forgive me, forgive me.”
“Camilla, the one vacancy you’re feeling is the shortage of God’s mild!”
“The one vacancy I really feel is the shortage of God’s mild. Oh, oh. God forgive me,” she groaned, rolling her hips in a lewd evocation of the act that the demon needed her to carry out. “Forgive me. I need to come. Forgive me, forgive me.”
“Ladies don’t come. Repeat that, Camilla.”
“Ladies don’t come, Father. Forgive me. God forgive me. Oh, however I need it so badly!”
Father Wilkins frowned, watching the heated woman writhe on the mattress. This was a a lot poorer response than any she’d had up to now, and he may solely conclude that this newest dream, the one the place the demon had offensively taken his personal form when showing to her, was an try by the demon to undermine the exorcism course of.
“Camilla, describe this dream to me once more,” he demanded.
“Forgive me, God,” she groaned. “Within the dream, Father–in the dream–you attain between my legs and rub the spot the place I sin, and also you inform me to come back.”
“Ladies do not come, Camilla.”
“Sure, sure, Father, I do know, however that is the way you say it within the dream. Oh, God, forgive me.”
Father Wilkins thought-about this for a protracted second, frowning. He did have one method that had been urged by the Reverend Mom, a extreme girl who even probably the most well-behaved women had been scared of, that he had not tried for concern he won’t execute it appropriately. But when that was the one solution to drive the demon from the woman’s writhing physique…
“Very properly. If that’s what the demon makes you want,” he mentioned, and stepped behind her once more. “This happens throughout the exorcism, in your dream?”
“Sure, Father, whilst you’re inside me. Oh!” Camilla shouted in shock as he slid two fingers into her anus as soon as extra and commenced thrusting them in a gradual rhythm. “Father, what–God, God, please forgive me–” her phrases had been minimize off in a pointy gasp as his different hand brushed over her abdomen. “Father! You may’t!”
“We should educate the demon, Camilla, on the aim of a girl’s pleasure,” he mentioned grimly, and positioned a finger firmly on the plush little organ he normally so rigorously prevented. Camilla shouted in shock, her hips jerking because the demon seduced her into rutting towards his finger like an animal.
“Father! Father, I will not be capable of maintain it! Oh, oh, it’s essential to cease, it’s essential to cease touching it now!”
“No, Camilla. I need you to do it. I need you to come back. Inform me when it occurs, the moment it occurs, you hear me?”
“Father,” she gasped in wretched confusion and desperation, her hips jerking as she labored herself again on his fingers, rubbed her sinful pleasure into his fingers. “Oh, oh, God forgive me, I’ll–I am having a–I am coming, Father, I am coming! Please!”
As quickly as her physique tipped over the sting, Father Wilkins whipped away each of his fingers, leaving Camilla screaming and jerking towards the chilly air because the ruined orgasm ravaged her physique with out leaving any pleasure behind, her gaping gap seizing and drooling on nothing in a confused flutter. “Father,” Camilla sobbed as her voice returned to her. “Oh, no.”
“How did that examine to the dream, Camilla? Was that the orgasm the demon made you crave?”
“No, Father. Oh, it was terrible,” Camilla sobbed, tears streaming down her face. “It hurts. Why? Why did it really feel that means? It is all the time felt so fantastic earlier than, and it has been so lengthy, I believed…”
“As a result of the demon is mendacity to you, Camilla,” he reminded her, wiping his fingers clear on the bedspread. “I’ve advised you. The one pleasure you keep in mind is a trick. Ladies’s orgasms don’t come from God, and in case you embrace God, you’ll find no love for them.”
“I…I perceive, Father,” she sobbed weakly.
“Do you suppose you’ll proceed struggling together with your want for an orgasm?”
“No, Father. No, I do not need to really feel that once more.”
“Good.” He patted her hip. “I am going to ship within the sisters to wash you up and put you again within the belt, however that is excellent, Camilla. I believe we have turned a nook in your remedy.”
“Sure, Father. Thanks, Father.”