THERAPY
Sobbing uncontrollably, I stumbled into the church and found the confessional.
My clothes were torn and dirty. My mind was reeling. I was confused as to what to do.
Rape is the most under reported crime and I had just been a victim. Aside from feeling so totally helpless and
violated, I was angry and frightened. I needed someone to help me. I ran to my church for comfort from Father Mark.
I burst into the confessional and loudly closed the door. I knew he would be there. He was always there when I needed him. I sat down and curled my legs up to my chest, hugging my knees and waited for Father to acknowledge me.
Upon hearing his usual confessional speech, I blurted out to him, "Father, it's me, Lily. I need your help. I've just been
raped!!" I then proceeded to sob into my knees again. I heard a loud gasp and a sigh coming from the other side of the
wall and then my door opened. Father Mark grabbed me up in his arms and held me tight as he carried me to his office. There he sat me on a divan and went into his bathroom and returned with a warm, wet washcloth. He gently wiped my face and tears and sat next to me with one arm around me..cradling me.
"Did you tell the police yet? Have you been to the hospital young lady?" Father Mark asked. "No, Father. I ran straight here.
I don't know what I should do. I feel so ashamed and embarrassed!" I cried. "There, there, Lily. No need for you to feel ashamed.
This is NOT your fault." he said and hugged me tightly to him. He rocked me and held me and soon I started to feel safe again.
My tears subsided and I could breathe normally and then Father said to me, "Lily, you did the right thing coming here to me. I can help you get through this. Trust me, Lily, you will be just fine. We will work through this pain and get you healed."
Those words of comfort felt like a soft blanket being wrapped around me. I nodded to him and he hugged me and cradled me and
kissed the top of my head. "Come, Lily. We need to start your healing process right away." he said and stood up and held out his
hand to me. I took it and we went through a door that led into a dark hallway. He pulled me along down the hallway making several
turns. He stopped in front of a door and he opened it and we stepped into a large, lovely bedroom. It was decorated so elegantly.
He shut and locked the door behind us and led me into a bathroom. He proceeded to remove my clothes, all the while soothing me with his words. "Sweet Lily. Let's get you cleaned up and fresh." he was saying. As the last of my clothes fell to the floor, he looked at me and
said, "You are so beautiful, Lily. God has given you a gorgeous body. Now just try to relax and calm yourself. You'll be feeling much better shortly. I promise." He began to draw a bath for me and then helped me get into the tub. He gently and carefully bathed me
and I started to feel so much better. His touch was so comforting.
Soon, I was washed and scrubbed clean and Father Mark helped me out of the tub and began to dry me off. He softly let the towel cover my body as he dabbed the water from my skin. He towel dried my hair and then threw the towel over the side of the tub. I stood there naked but clean. He looked me over, turning me completely around to see me from every angle.
He reached out and took my hand and led me back into the bedroom. He sat me on the edge of the bed and sat opposite me in a large leather chair. He looked into my eyes and said, "I feel your pain and see the sadness this has caused you. We must start your healing process immediately, Lily. Trust me with this. I can help you." I did trust him and believed every word he spoke. My heart was ready for Father Mark's help. He began, "Close your eyes, Lily." I closed my eyes and let the room go dark. It was a bit scarey but knowing Father Mark was
with me helped. "Let your mind go back to where it all began and tell me every detail...EVERY detail." he said. My eyes flew open and I shuddered in fear. He jumped up and wrapped his arms around me and cradled me as his soothing voice said, "It's okay, Lily. I'm right here for you. I will help you. Now begin."
I took a deep breath and he stayed on the bed with me. I felt his arms around me and he was stroking me, comforting me. He was kissing
my hair as I started to tell him about my rape. He listened carefully to every word and I felt him caress me at certain points of my story. When I got to the part where the man took his pants down and I saw his huge penis, Father Mark rose and took his robe and pants off. I froze in shock.
He saw my reaction and said, "It's okay, Lily. It is necessary for your healing to re-enact this so we can get you past it and healthy again." In absolute trust, I continued on but my eyes were glued to Father Mark's penis. He was a very very well endowed man. Every inch as big as my
attacker. As I took Father blow by blow through my rape, he played the part of my attacker and re-enacted the whole rape all over again.
As Father Mark stood in front of me, his cock was hard and throbbing. He listened to me tell him..
'Then he rammed his cock into me Father. Hard and deep. I felt like I was being split apart.' With those words, Father Mark pushed me back onto the bed and grabbed my legs and threw them up on his shoulders. Then he rammed his cock deep into me and held me down. I was impaled on his cock. It was so long and thick that it felt like it was going to hit my ribs. I looked at Father Mark and his eyes were closed.
It really looked like he was enjoying this but it just can't be...he is my priest! "Tell me, Lily, tell me what you were feeling and how it felt to have this stranger's cock deep in your pussy." he said.
I began to sob a bit as I relived the feelings of pain and shame and fear. I relayed them to Father but had to also confess that my rapist's huge cock hit all the right spots and made my body do things I didn't expect. I confessed to having several orgasms despite my trying to fight off the rapist.
As I was telling Father Mark this confession, my body began to shudder in orgasm with his huge cock inside me. My pussy involuntarily clenched around his cock and he moaned. I felt him hold me tighter and make small thrusts into my already full pussy. I continued to orgasm violently and was grabbing my legs and holding them tighter with each wave of ecstasy. His cock manipulated my pussy so artfully that I was continually being thrown into an orgasm. I could no longer talk and was pleading with Father Mark to fuck me, fuck me more!! He complied. He began ramming his cock into my sore, swollen pussy so deep and so hard that his cock exploded inside me. He held me so tight that it was hard to breath but my body was feeling so wonderful and so comforted.
When Father relaxed his hold on me and his cock began to shrivel inside me, he looked into my eyes and asked me, "Tell me how you are right now, Lily." I thought about how I felt and then said, " I feel a bit afraid but my body feels very good. My pussy is sore but happy. I liked feeling your cock in me but I don't want to walk home alone. I am afraid of seeing my attacker again."
Father Mark held me and stroked me. Soon I felt his mouth on mine and he kissed me like a lover. Then his mouth moved to my breasts
and he was sucking my nipples and playing with my tits. My body began to respond. I began to moan and when I did he offered me his
cock and asked if I'd like to suck it. I grabbed his cock with both hands and there was still plenty in length. I played my tongue over the tip and tasted us on it. I licked and sucked his cock and as it grew, my pussy woke up and begged for attention. "Will you fuck me again, Father Mark? I need to replace all those bad memories with good ones." He smiled and flipped me over and began to fuck me doggie style and drove his huge cock deep into me hitting all those special places that make me scream for more. He fucked me until not a single bad memory lingered. All had been replaced with pleasant memories of Father Mark fucking me happy again.
This process took several hours and I
still need to go back for refresher therapy. I have yet to find a man with a cock as big as Father Marks and it pleases him to hear me say that.
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