(Pastor Danny Woodward has been kidnapped, stripped and tied to a bed by Rhianna and Hailey, two lustful young women he was visiting regarding church attendance. But the reasons for his captivity have yet to be revealed...)
Danny lay there, head in a post-orgasmic spin, cock lying slack but still inflated on his stomach. He was joined some moments later by the girls, who nestled their naked warmth into either side of his prone body, Hailey having divested herself, it appeared, of her shorts. The younger girl's soft tits were plumped against his ribcage, her gently smiling face still wet from Rhianna's licking. The devious brains of the kidnap operation, meanwhile, was playing idly with his chest hair, one smooth thigh resting on top of his. He stared at the ceiling, wondering, as his breath returned, whether or not he had heard his mobile phone ring from his jacket pocket; yes, the sound had definitely registered somewhere beneath his sexual delirium. So how exactly would he explain his lateness to Pastor Simmons and the rest of the Bible study group? That was assuming he was released at all that evening, that his captors didn't keep indefinite hold of their chemically pumped sex slave.
'Why are you doing this?' he asked weakly. 'All because some guy dumped you while you were at college?'
'He dumped me,' Rhianna said mildly, as she brushed her fingernails lightly over Danny's chest, 'because some clergyman like you was filling his head with guilt-ridden bullshit. Now - sometimes I do it because the preacher in question is so unbearably pious, I just want to fuck some of the sanctimony out of him. Like that Baptist guy we did last month, remember him, Hails? The one who tried to pray aloud for our souls while we were riding him?'
Hailey giggled. 'He was so silly. But he had a nice cock.'
'How his wife puts up with him I'll never know,' Rhianna mused. 'He probably says grace before he shags her. "For the cunt I am about to receive..."' She seemed to remember Danny's original question. 'But you're another sort, Danny. I mean, I've heard you speak a few times at the church and, well, most of it I can't fault you with. Third World debt and saving the environment and - what? - treating all God's creatures with respect... You're fundamentally sincere and well-meaning; a bit full of yourself at times, but essentially a nice guy.'
'Yeah, we like you,' chimed in Hailey, snuggling her boobs even closer to his chest. Rhianna leaned over and flicked her tongue over his right nipple. Their actions combined in an instant chemical reaction and Danny's prick swelled to its original hardness. Hailey began to grind herself gently and moistly on his left hip, as Rhianna continued her explanation.
'It just drives me insane to see you clinging so desperately to all those outmoded ideas on sex and passing them on to all the poor bastards in your church! Every time you mention sex in one of your sermons, it's so blatantly obvious how much you secretly want to fuck! But I know your type, Danny - trying so nobly to resist, convinced you're committing some awful betrayal if you don't. That's why Hailey and I just take the decision out of your hands.' She twanged one of the nylon ropes that secured him. 'Then we fuck the shit out of you and let you sort out how you think about it later.' She reached down and began to toy with his renewed erection, causing his head to swim with miserable ecstasy once more. 'You want to sit your little twat down on this first, Hails?'
'Can I?' the curvy youngster exclaimed with happy enthusiasm. 'Yes please!' She scrambled to Danny's midriff and swung one leg fully across him; then she squatted astride the cock that Rhianna was helpfully directing upwards towards the wet space between her legs, gripping her friend's shoulder for balance. Her pussy, Danny could not avoid noticing, was a blooming pink, waxed as free of hair as he had suspected back in the kitchen. Carefully she lowered herself, just enough for Rhianna to rub the ripe head of the prick back and forth over Hailey's dainty, wet clitoris. 'Oooh that's good,' the Boston girl muttered, biting her lip and squirming her pelvis to increase the friction that was obviously as delicious for her as it was for Danny. 'God, that's getting me so wet... Oh I want to sit on it, I want it inside me...'
Rhianna held the rearing flesh-column in place, as Hailey slowly eased herself downwards, slotting her tight and slick young cunt on to it with undisguised joy. Danny could only stare at the sight of her vaginal lips parting and expanding to fit themselves around his cock. He released a long, erotically-charged sigh, as his length was consumed by the girl's wet sex. Every nerve-ending in his dick was responding, as she began moving up and down on him, slithering the satin walls of her pussy against the hardened contours of his rod. 'Oooh God - I love having you inside me, Danny,' she told him with breathy sincerity, as she pumped him with her snug-fitting snatch. 'I think I wanna date you!'
'Steady there, sister,' warned Rhianna. 'Just concentrate on fucking the guy.'
Hailey lowered herself to the very root of Danny's cock, taking his entire length for the first time, then settled herself on top of him with her soft ass cheeks pillowed against his balls. She wriggled a little, adjusting to his full presence inside her, then she looked down at him, her face flushed, and gave one of her cutesy little giggles. 'You look really sexy like that, Danny.' She frowned suddenly and asked, 'Do you think my boobs sag too much?' She sat full weight on his pelvis and let go of Rhainna's shoulders, so she could massage her breasts and demonstrate gravity's effect on them. 'I thought maybe of getting them done... Whaddaya think?'
It amazed Danny, tied down as he was with his dick thrust deep inside the cunt of one of his captors, that she genuinely wanted his opinion on the subject. 'Ehhh...' he croaked, 'they look fine, honestly. They look...really nice...' The sentence expired, something he felt he was going to as do as well.
'Thanks Danny, you're right,' Hailey beamed, cupping her tits from below to show them off to best effect. 'Keep them like God made them, right? Hey!' Her eyes positively sparkled. 'Check out how they bounce when I ride your cock!'
She was off in an instant, Rhianna reaching down to brace her thighs, as she commenced an enthused pelvic grinding, moving herself on Danny's pole, so that its head rubbed silkily all over the walls of her vagina. Then she began to bounce on him for real on his length, her breasts undulating as freely and gorgeously as she had suggested they would.
'Ohhhhhh,' Danny was groaning in an aching delight he could not deny. 'Ohhhh God...' Hailey was laughing and squealing and bouncing like she was riding a space hopper - lifting three inches off the base of his cock each time and then plunging down, causing his whole extension to plough upwards to her cervix. He was crazily hard from the Viagra and likely, he knew, to remain so for the rest of the evening; he had become exactly what Rhianna had intended - a human sex toy that they could use to fill themselves up for as long as they desired. That was how he was aware of himself, as his head lolled on the pillow - as a great, thick, phallic tower, thrusting rigidly to the ceiling, being fucked gloriously and extensively by a pretty young girl's pretty cunt.
It was soon after this that events began to grow hazy in his mind. Hailey took time out from his cock, so that Rhianna could deep throat it messily, pressing her lips around the base and actively squeezing the head with her throat muscles, making him cry out from the surge of pleasure. Then she emptied her throat of his meat, gulping back the reflexive gagging it had induced. She crawled up the bed and, fastening her mouth to his, thrashed her tongue about inside; it was flavoured, he realised in appalled excitement, by the juice Hailey's cunt had smeared all over his pole. Hailey meanwhile reinstated herself on that same pole and, bending forward to stabilize herself by laying her hands on her chest, began to hump him again joyously, giving little ecstatic cries as she used him to fuck herself.
The taste of Hailey's pussy was still in Danny's mouth, when Rhianna turned fully about, sat her own naturally lubricated sex on to it and began to ride his face. His nose was quickly infused with her aroma . Her wriggling, wet snatch mashed itself into his face, its muskily flavoured juice flowing on to his taste buds despite any feeble resistance he might have had left. His vision was utterly obscured by Rhianna's rutting ass, but he could hear her panting moans combine with Hailey's, until their noise was swallowed up in what could only be a prolonged, wet, lesbian kiss. Then Hailey was speeding up her movement, jabbing at herself with her fingers (he could feel them frigging away busily as she pumped her twat back and forth on his cock), while she attained a near-manic fuck-rhythm. Thrilling sensation emanated from his powerfully erect organ, so that he strained once more against his bonds and opened his mouth wide to scream, allowing more of her Rhianna's nectar to flow down his tongue.
He heard Hailey's moaning grow intense and felt her thrash and shudder on his cock. 'Oh God, I'm gonna come...I'm gonna come!!!! Oh - oh - ohhhhhhhhh!' He felt her vagina contract fiercely on him, knew she was bathing his organ in her own natural juice. But hard though he was, he was very far from coming and the girls knew it. Rhianna had swung herself away from his face and before Hailey had even calmed down from her orgasm, one was prising the other off him to make room for herself on his cock. He briefly felt the cool air of the room on the cunt-slickened surface of his exposed dick, then it was smothered again, but in the tight, soaking folds of a different gash.
Rhianna began by riding him slowly, demonstrating exactly how much control she had over her own vaginal muscles. 'Feel that, Danny?' she said smoothly, as her talented cunt tightened on his shaft, then eased its hold, before contracting on him again. 'Two years of Kegel exercises, hardly missed a day. Time well spend I think you'll agree. How does it feel?' He answered with a heartfelt groan. 'What was that Danny? Let's hear you... How does it feel?'
'It feels great.' So why not admit it?
'I think the expression you're looking for is "fucking great",' Rhianna said evenly. 'Or maybe we haven't achieved "fucking great" yet?' She grabbed hold of his shoulders and manoeuvred her pumping ass-movements up through a series of gears, until she was screwing herself on his defiantly stiff member like a cowgirl trying to ride her horse to exhaustion. He could hear her cries somewhere off in the distance as she built up to a fierce gallop - 'Oh God, oh shit, ride that cock, ride that fucking cock' - but by that stage he could hardly focus, partly due to delirium, but more so because Hailey seemed intent on feeding one of her lovely, pliable breasts into his mouth. Sweat rolled from his fettered body, soaking into the mattress, as Rhianna slapped her petite ass repeatedly against his loins, shafting her pussy on him with outrageous vigour. 'Fuck me Pastor Danny, go on, fuck me! That's right - You think God knows what a great fucking time you're having? Do you Danny? What a great fucking time you're having fucking my cunt?'
Oh God, oh Christ, he was having a great time. He was diamond-hard, plunged to the bollocks in wet snatch, with the second hot bitch of the evening entering the throes of loud, orgasmic fury, so she could come all over him. As she drove her body recklessly on top of him, ploughing through her pleasure barrier and shouting about it all the way, he could feel the beginnings of his own fulfilment. He had been unconsciously thrusting his loins in response to Rhianna's insistent motion and now he could feel the tingling sensation in his scrotum, that meant his own orgasmic explosion was on its way. He gave himself over to it - what else was there to do? - and welcomed what would be his second climactic rush of the evening.
And then it stopped. Rhianna lifted herself off him, panting post-coitally, and his heavily engorged member slapped on to his stomach unrelieved.
'Come on babe, let's get something to drink,' he heard her say. The American girl's tits were withdrawn from his face; she kissed him swiftly on the forehead and turned her swaying ass on him, as she and Rhianna retreated to the kitchen. He lay, stewing in unsatiated lust, his fat erection yearning for the attention of his hand. The bonds, however, held tight, and to wrestle with them any further would have chafed his wrists raw.
'Hello?' he ventured somewhat pathetically. 'Girls?' Through the ensuing silence he could distinctly hear his mobile ringing again. Pastor Simmons and the church elders, most likely, concerned about his no-show at the Bible Study. Now that would call for some fancy explanatory footwork. More difficult to explain to God, though - explain how much he needed the girls back in to finish what they had started. 'Rhianna! Hailey! Please don't just leave me here!'
'Now Danny, how could we forget about you?' Rhianna peered back into the room, then strolled inside, nude and nonchalant, sipping from a glass of water. 'After you provided us with so much entertainment. Here, have some.' She sauntered to the bed and tipped the glass to his lips. 'It's okay, no more Viagra, you've got more than enough in your system as it is,' she assured him, and he finally accepted the drink. She poured the greater part down his grateful throat, propping up his head to prevent him from choking, but saved the final few drops to dribble over his cock. 'Now what else would you like, Danny?' Her hand brushed the sheen of moisture over the ultra-sensitive surface of his prick, making his entire body jolt. 'Tell me.'
'No, no,' he groaned. 'Please just let me go...' It was a last, not-terribly-valiant attempt at righteousness.
Rhianna set the glass aside and tugged hard on both his nipples. 'Don't you want to come, Danny?' She let her palms wander over his chest and stomach. 'Go on. Ask me to make you come - I know how much you want to, so let's hear you beg for it. We're not letting you go until you do.' She brushed a fingertip over his cock with a feather-light gentleness.
'Please, please...' He felt close to tears. 'Make me come.'
'Danny, you bad boy!' Rhianna scolded teasingly, providing the head of his dick with a playful squeeze. She turned her head in response to a noise at the door. 'Hailey, did you find it?'
'Yeah, I did. You definitely want to use the big one?' Hailey sounded slightly more reticent than before, as she padded back into the room. Danny looked about and started so badly that he jerked against his ropes. In her left hand the Boston girl was wielding an almost absurdly huge synthetic cock; it was livid pink and its cartoonish length terminated in a great, swollen bell-end. In her right hand was a large jar of Vaseline and a pair of surgical rubber gloves.
Danny's buttocks clutched automatically. His face must have registered his abject terror, for Rhianna crowed with merriment at his expression. 'Chill out Dan, it's not for you!'
'Oh God, no!' Hailey cried out in reassurance, and she rushed to the preacher, laying the fearsome dildo and accompanying items beside him on the bed, so she could press her soft boobs to his chest and kiss his horrified imaginings away. 'No, it's for me...' She sounded a little scared herself. 'Rhia must like you, she only makes me take the big one on special occasions.' Her dropped voice, as if she were divulging a guilty secret. 'She's mean to me sometimes, but I suppose I kinda like it...'
'Okay,' said Rhianna in businesslike fashion. 'Get that little American ass on to the bed. I want Pastor Dan to get a good shot of this.' Hailey pulled a resigned, 'whatch-gonna-do?' face to Danny and climbed over him, brushing her malleable breasts over his stiffness as she went, then she parked herself alongside him on all fours, her peach-like ass pushed meekly into the air, close to his face. His terror had given way to a dreadful curiosity about what fresh, dick-hardening spectacle his virtue was about to be subjected to.
There was a loud, elastic snap and Danny looked to where Rhianna now stood beside the bed, squeezing her hands with wicked enthusiasm into the rubber gloves. She then proceeded to scoop generously from the Vaseline jar with two fingers. 'Now watch closely, Danny,' she said, as if conducting an interesting science experiment, the thick wodge of petroleum jelly poised at her friend's butt crack. 'Hailey's asshole here is as tight as one of those little Chinese finger-traps - trust me, these fingers know. The first time I tried this, I had no idea it was going to work. But I was ready to make her squeal in the attempt.' She used both gloved hands to part Hailey's plump cheeks, taking care not to waste any of the lubricant on the surface of her skin. Danny could not help but note how pretty and puckered Hailey's anus actually was; never before had he considered the opening to a woman's rectal passage as potentially beautiful.
'The secret is...' Keeping the young girl's bum prised open, Rhianna squeezed her thickly greased index and middle fingers through the compact anal entrance, producing various shudders and squeaks from the object of her demonstration; then she probed and squirmed her digits around inside, licking her lips with filthy enjoyment as she did so. '...To get plenty of Vaseline up there and work it around.' Danny was astounded. Even in his pre-Christian days he had never seen anything as blatantly pornographic as this, not in real life. One girl using her two lubed-up digits to rummage inside another's ass, while the sufferer of the indignity wriggled and moaned, looking back over her shoulder forlornly at him as if to say, 'Look at what she's doing to me, Danny!' His cock ached from the devilishly lewd sight, desperate to be pumped free of its intolerable, bone-hard tension.
'There, nice and squidgy,' said Rhianna, sliding her hand free of Hailey's pertly positioned rear. She ripped the gloves from her hands and disgarded them, took one more appraising look at her flatmate's greased bum hole and seized the pink, plastic dildo, a look of evil determination on her face. 'Okay Danny, what do you think? Can I get this big boy inside? Or do we need to pray for a fucking miracle?' She put one knee on the matress behind Hailey to brace herself and wielded the massive sex toy like a pepper grinder, pressing the massive head to her friend's Vaseline-slick asshole and adding downward pressure. 'Got a good view Danny? Got a good view of this going into Hailey's ass?' He had, and he watched the slow-motion plunge of the dildo's head, as it prized away the resistence of Hailey's sphincter and sank inside her. Danny stared in wonder as the girl's ass swallowed the thick end of the great, artificial cock. 'And we have access!' Rhianna's voice was triumphant.
'Ooooooh... Ooooooh fuuuck!!!' Hailey sounded as if she could not quite believe the accomplishment herself.
'Okay, now take it girl!' said Rhianna fierily, shunting the head of the dildo back and forward determinedly enough to send shudders through her younger friend's body. 'Let's give Pastor Dan a good show!'
'Ohhhhh God!!!' cried Hailey, searching for Danny over her shoulder again, a look of anguished bliss on her face. 'You like that Danny? You like seeing me get fucked in the ass?' It was not so much a tease as an genuine expression of hope that he was having a good time. He gazed at her and what was happening to her rear, lost in his advanced state of sexual bewilderment.
'Now,' Rhianna mused, 'I think we need something else here to get her ready.' She suddenly pulled on the giant dildo, stretching her friend's anal opening wide once more, as she extracted it from the restricted ass-space. Ignoring the American girl's surprised exclamation, she searched inside the bedside cabinet and withdrew a substantially smaller, but somehow equally wicked-looking blue-jelly dildo. Its stem was moulded into numerous angular facets and the head was like a long, slightly bulbous arrow. 'She borrowed this from me last week, Danny, and the naughty girl didn't give it back. Which means she gets' - she stabbed the new, blue toy viciously up Hailey's asshole - 'this.'
The willing victim of Rhianna's assault squealed aloud, as the jellied invader was plunged into her, several inches deeper than the first dildo. 'How's this for entertainment, Danny?' the ass-reamer inquired, as she jabbed and delved ever deeper into her roommate's butt. 'Better than a prayer meeting, is it?' She wrenched the lewd bendy-toy free of its anal confines and stared at her male captive with a crazed, Amazonian glee. 'Or maybe your most secret prayers are being answered! Come on, Danny, what say your cock goes up there next? Hailey, get in position!'
However testing a time Hailey had been going through, she leapt up dutifully and manoeuvred herself carefully into a reversed squatting position above Danny's pelvis, glancing at him with pained affection as she did. 'Let's get her a little more greased up for you,' Rhianna smiled. Dispensing with the gloves this time, she applied a thick Vaseline coating to the same two fingers as before, and gripping Hailey's arm to steady her, shoved them back up her ass. She looked from where her hand intruded into the girl's wriggling bum to Danny's face, and read the thought that reeled his mind. 'My, Danny, you've never been up a girl's ass before, have you? Are you in for a treat!'
She slid her fingers from Hailey's well-prepared anus and gripped Danny's formidably hard dick, pointing it towards her roommate's rear entrance and making him groan. 'Okay, let's plug you into this nice, tight socket. Bring it down, Hails!'
Obediently, almost shivering with anticipation, Hailey lowered her bottom the few inches necessary to bring her hole into contact with the bulged, scarlet head of Danny's cock. Rhianna supported her friend with one hand and held the youth pastor in position with the other, as asshole and hard prick united. 'Oh God, Danny - there you are, there you are...' Hailey murmured, as her lubed opening pressed against his quivering prick-head and suddenly popped on to it.
'Oh God...' Whether it was a prayer of supplication or of gratitude was not even clear to Danny. Whichever, he craved this new, crazily tight sensation and now that Hailey was in place he was about to experience it utterly. With Rhianna standing up on the mattress to support her under the armpits, the young girl sank slowly and unflinchingly on to his greasy shaft, giving him the sense of his manhood prising its way into a dark, constricting tunnel. With a long, low moan she slid all the way down, so that her soft buttocks nestled firmly into Danny's loins. He was supporting her full weight, his cock a steel pole jammed its full seven inches into Hailey's unfeasibly tight shithole.
It felt fucking unbelievable. Despite being tied down, Danny had never been more aware of his own masculinity; he was one great priapic rod thrust far up into this soft-bodied young woman. He succumbed to a very basic urge and began to thrust, to fuck actively, for the first time that night and in over ten years. He heard Hailey's aching cries as he began to pump her and suddenly wanted to make her shout more. So he thrust upwards harder, stuck it to her, started to fuck her good. Wasn't that what they said in one of his secret porno flicks? Fuck - her - good. Go on, give it to her, make the little bitch take it, make her feel that cock - right the way up her ass! Yeah, fuck that ass good!!!
Hailey fell backwards on to him with the ramrod urgency of his penetration, and propped herself on the mattress, as he continued to plough her anally from below. 'Oh God, Danny,' she was moaning, her voice shuddering from the hard, rhythmic pump of his raging cock. 'You're so sweet - I'm so glad it's you, so glad it's you fucking my asshole!' How could she be so soft and feminine and so damned filthy as the same time? It made him want to pound her ass through the fucking roof. Go on, take it - you want it? Okay then - fucking take it!!!
Then the porno-speak in his head was being supplied for real by Rhianna. 'Go on, Danny, I knew you had balls! You like that? You like your cock in that tight, young ass? You going to come in there? You going to shoot a load right up inside her?' She was right there, pointy, little nipples pressed into his ribcage, mouth pouring depravity into his ear. 'Oh yes Danny, I can see you want to, go on - spunk inside that ripe little bum, fire it right up her shithole!'
Christ help him, there was no stopping it now. White fire was in his balls and he was heading wildly towards a tumultuous climax. 'Ohhh - ohhh - ohhh -' The moan started low, then built in pitch and intensity, as his scrotum tightened fiercely and began to propel its load upwards. His body stretched into a long, rigid arc, his loins driving hard into Hailey's tight passage, and then he burst deep inside her, his screams merging with hers as she bounced on his hard, spewing organ. As he came, a bizarre image flashed through his mind - of him, strapped to the church's Communion table, savagely spearing his cock into the American girl's ass, screaming in orgasm, as Pastor Simmons and the entire congregation looked on and listened in disbelief. 'Oh Gggoddddd - oh shhhhiiittt - oh fuuuuuuckkkkk!!!'
He emptied the final few shots deep into Hailey's American butt, his thrashing, quaking body subsiding gradually into after-tremors and finally sinking sweatily into the mattress, with the thoroughly-fucked young woman still perched on top of him. 'Well done, Pastor - the Spirit really moved you that time,' he heard Rhianna say, as she hauled her friend's reamed hole slickly from his still not-remotely-limp dick. 'Feeling liberated?'
His sense of what had befallen him was swinging from liberation back to violation, however, as his head rolled damply on the pillow, his eyes attempting to focus on the ceiling. Had these women any idea what they were extracting from him along with his cum? Had they no concept of the turmoil into which they were plunging him? It would have seemed vaguely sporting if they had released him at this point, now that he had been made to deliver his first ever act af anal sex, but Rhianna obviously sensed there was more sport to be had. After he had been allowed to relieve his bladder into a bottle, his cock was teased back into full hardness, so the girls could indulge in a second energetic bout of cowgirl antics. That accounted for his third ejacuation of the evening. The fourth and final one was cajoled out of his wretchedly exhausted body around midnight, by Rhianna and Hailey's combined mouth and hand applications. This final draining of his balls left him limp, even to his dick, at which point his sexual captors agreed he had passed his usefulness. As he lay there drained of water, cum and Christian hope, they finally set him free.
Danny dressed silently and meekly, substituting an ill-fitting, only vaguely girly T-shirt of Rhianna's for his ruined one. He allowed Hailey to massage his aching wrists and ankles tenderly and gulped down the glass of water she passed him, having checked that it came straight from the tap. Rhianna, once more wrapped in her red-silk robe, helped him into his jacket, tiptoeing her petite body upwards to whisper into his ear, as she slid the garment on to him. 'That's a nice cock you've got there, Pastor Dan. You really should make more use of it.' Bewilderment and guilt combined to outweigh his resentment and he could find no answer. He just made to leave.
Hailey showed him to the door, displaying the same unassailable air of innocence with which she had greeted and fucked him. As they reached the front door, she went to kiss his mouth and a look of concern crossed her face. 'Don't be sad, Danny, we just wanted you to have a nice time.' She planted the kiss softly on his lips and smiled at him radiantly. 'Just because you like sex doesn't make you a bad person.' He stared at her in baffled astonishment, failed once more to articulate any response and so passed mutely through the doorway and into the night. He was halfway down the street when he heard her voice again, its ridiculous earnestness carrying through the still night-time air. 'Hey Danny! Maybe I'll come see you in church sometime!'
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She did come see him, some three weeks later, just when he had begun to convince himself that he need never lay eyes on either satanic vixen again. He was midway through the Bible reading when he saw her down the back of the hall, displaying generous amounts of cleavage in a pale yellow summer dress, and had to pass off his shock as a dramatic pause in the reading. The remainder of the service was a sweaty nightmare.
The witch-like Rhianna had done the planning, he presumed, watching out for the once-a-month occasion when Danny led the church proceedings - the outside notice board proclaiming him as speaker - then sending her innocently filthy sidekick along to continue her campaign of advanced sexual temptation. As if he had not been dreading this day already - the first occasion after his night of coerced lust that he had to stand before the congregation and fly the flag for virtue.
If Pastor Simmons had realised the lies he had told to explain his absence from the Bible Study... If the congregation had but known his inner turmoil, four weeks' worth of dark nights for his soul, nights devoted to either agonized prayer or frantic masturbation at the memory of the bizarre threesome... If any of them had heard him rage at God for letting this happen after his ten years of righteous abstinence..... But he had wrestled his way through it all, pushing aside all notions that he should leave the church and work for Oxfam or Friends of the Earth instead. He had made himself believe that he could stand in front of the church-people, old and young, and focus on his mission to teach the Bible, not on Rhianna and Hailey's secret, wet places and his cock's recent labours there.
And now, all the way through the prayers, the praise songs, the sermon that Pastor Simmons had prescribed for him to preach - on the Parable of the Wise and Foolish Virgins for heaven's sake - here was Hailey, gazing at him perkily from the back row, as he stumbled his way through his duties, with a prickling under his shirt collar and a twitching restlessness in his trousers. Every wicked, forbidden image that he had tried to suppress from that night bubbled up to his mind's surface and he gripped the lectern till his hands hurt, trying to wrest his focus away from Hailey's tits and back to his godly task.
'You feeling all right, Daniel?' Pastor Simmons inquired of him as the service broke up. 'You were looking a bit peaky during the sermon. Don't think your mind was quite on the job.'
'Stomach's feeling a bit rough, had a dodgy curry last night,' Danny explained hurriedly, feeling sure that Hailey was primed to swoop on him at any second. 'Would you do the handshakes today? I kind of need to...' He pointed to the rooms at the back of the hall and grimaced to indicate dihorretic desperation.
'Certainly, certainly,' said the concerned Senior Pastor. 'I didn't realise.' Danny was already fleeing for refuge into the back study. He collapsed into the chair where he normally sat to fine-tune his sermons prior to a service and buried his face in his folded arms on the writing desk, letting the immediate sense of horror subside and waiting for the church to empty. Ten minutes had passed when the door opened, and he raised his head, startled.
'Everything okay, Daniel?' Pastor Simmons again, his frown suggesting the merest hint of scepticism this time at Danny's excuse of an upset stomach. 'I can't give you a lift home?'
'No, no, no,' Danny insisted, with a weak smile. 'You go on. I'll lock up in a bit. I could do with the fresh air. Don't worry, I'll be fine.'
Alone again, he lay in the chair, caught between despair and that other all-too-familiar feeling, the one that had hardened his dick half a dozen times during the service, despite all his confusion and fear. Wasn't it enough that he had to wrestle daily with the erotic images and sensations branded on his memory that night, without one or other of his sexual tormentors putting in a live appearance? How was he to continue as a youth pastor, while his nightly dreams swam with the sordid sweetness of his captivity? 'I've tried, you know I've tried.' The prayer was muttered under his breath to combat the newest stabs of guilt. 'Ten years, being the good boy, fighting temptation... Okay, maybe I was an idiot to go there, but how could I have known? It wasn't my FUCKING FAULT!'
'Danny? Danny, you okay?' This time the voice was soft and American and it made him jump out of his seat.
'Hailey! What are you doing here?' His heart was thumping like a drum in his chest. She was standing in the doorway, tanned and pretty in her flimsy, yellow dress, nervously chewing her bottom lip.
'I didn't mean to scare you. I just wanted to come and say how good your talk was. You're a really good preacher...' She advanced into the room, shutting the door behind her, a sweet, yet hesitant smile on her face.
'Did Rhianna send you here?'
Hailey looked confused. 'No, I just thought I'd come visit your church, like I said I would...'
Danny's nervousness in her presence was rapidly fermenting into anger. 'You planned this between you, right? She reeled me in last time and now you're here to mess with me some more. What's wrong with you two, I mean wasn't that night enough for you? You want to carry your twisted games a step further, is that it?'
'No, no, it's not a game! I just wanted to see you, Danny!' The American girl seemed genuinely startled by her reception. 'I - I felt a bit bad after that night - you seemed such a nice guy and I thought maybe we'd upset you.'
A month's worth of violent, conflicting emotions seemed to be swelling inside Danny. 'Upset me? You thought maybe you'd... You assaulted me, that's what you did! I went there in good faith, because I thought that...that bitch wanted to talk about God, and the two of you carried out a criminal assault! Don't you get that, Hailey? Or are you too stupid?' He jabbed a finger repeatedly against his temple, as he advanced on her in his building rage. 'Or - or maybe your stupidity's just part of whatever sick routine you two have going!'
Hailey stared at him, frightened and perplexed, wringing her hands a little in her confusion. 'But we just wanted you to have some fun...'
Danny stopped short, stunned by the sheer extent of the girl's gaucheness. 'Fun? Is that what you think you're doing, giving people fun? Is that what that mad friend of yours tells you it's all about?' He moved towards her again, his voice shaking with emotion. 'You fucked with my head, Hailey! You fucked with my faith!' He grabbed her bare arms bruisingly and stared in her shocked, nearly tearful face. 'You fucked with everything I've devoted my life to for the past ten years, don't you understand that? Don't you get it? Don't...' He was seized with fierce, irresistible passion and dragged the trembling girl to him, attacking her mouth with his in a furious, tongue-searching kiss. After a split-second of shock she responded completely, pressing the full curves of her body into him, the soft wetness of her mouth and tongue yielding deliciously to his lustful, oral assault.
Danny reached down and clutched her ass through the thin material of her dress, moulding their loins tightly together. His mouth searched its way hungrily to her neck and throat, causing her to moan in an unexpected, half-frightened ecstasy. Then, propelled by the momentum of his lust, he swung her about and all but flung her against the side of the desk. Her face was flushed, her throat producing little breathless noises of anticipation, as his fingers hitched up the short hem of her dress, scrabbling for whatever might be found beneath. He discovered a tiny wisp of thong, which he jerked sharply downwards to her knees, before setting about his own trouser fastenings. Having tugged himself free of the clothing layers that constrained his desire, he hoisted Hailey into sitting position on the edge of the desk and wrenched her thighs apart. His cock had sprung from his briefs already hard, her cunt was already sopping with its natural juice. She clung to his back through the damp material of his shirt, her pupils dilated and her lips slightly parted in a fearful thrill of expectancy, as he planted himself firmly between her legs and found out her slippery entrance with the tip of his ready organ. With a single, vehement fuck-thrust, he filled her completely.
Hailey nearly fell back on to the desk, as his surging cock-head rammed its way towards her womb; he caught her and pulled her to him, but not before her flailing arms had scattered papers and knocked a tray of Communion glasses explosively to the floor. Undeterred he dug his fingers into her fleshy butt-cheeks and delivered a barrage of penetrating thrusts into her pussy, making her cry aloud with each hard, wet connection of their sexes.
'Oh God, oh God, oh God,' she was moaning, as he pumped fluidly and aggressively into her tight, juicy box. 'Oh-oh-oh- Fuck me Danny, fuck me hard - I deserve it! Fuck me like I deserve!' Her voice was jolting with each thrust she absorbed. He gritted his teeth and fucked her with all the passion that had gone into his recent prayers. He fucked her because she was pretty with great tits, that were currently tumbling out of her dress. He fucked her because she was a silly, air-headed girlie-girl, who played along mindlessly with the evil sex-games of her devious, hot friend. He fucked her because however much anger he had felt towards her, he had still ended up fantasizing about her sweet smile and her dirty little ass. He rammed himself deep into her cunt for every moment's mental torment she and Rhianna had caused him. He fucked her long and hard and recklessly - like he was already damned for it - until the juice welled up from within his balls and he came, a long scream of anguished joy issuing from his throat, even as the hard jets of semen spurted freely from his cock deep inside the young American. Then she fell back on to the desk with her breasts on display, as he let her go. Danny felt his own drained body wilt, although he remained standing, propped as he was between Hailey's legs.
He was still propped there moments later, when the door opened and Pastor Simmons strode into the room. The senior preacher was halfway through some brisk comment about having left his notes for the evening's service on the desk, but when he saw Danny and Hailey he actually stumbled back, as if physically rebuffed by some invisible wall. Danny stared stupidly at him, and at Luke and Rebekah, his teenage children, who were standing behind their father, goggling into the room in adolescent astonishment. It occurred to him in his dazedness, that the notes in question were probably to be located beneath Hailey's naked ass, with her vaginal fluids soaking their way through the top sheet. He felt his dick flop heavily out of her slit, so that the last of his cum dribbled on to the carpet.
'Ehhh...' Pastor Simmons stared vacantly at the obscenely irreligious tableau before him. Danny imagined his career as a preacher trickling stickily down Hailey's thighs. Even in the overwhelming horror of the moment he felt the faintest trace of relief at letting it go.
'Hi there.' Hailey was climbing up into a sitting position, hitching up her dress straps to conceal her bared breasts, a look of embarrassed sincerity on her face. She clearly hoped the situation was not beyond salvage. 'Danny's been telling me all about the church. Do you think it'd be okay if I joined?'
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