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Caught by the Priests.
I always wondered if churches were open all the time. I decided to check the front doors of a church as I walked home late one night. They all were locked so I started to continue home. It was a school night and I had sneaked out of my parents house and gone to find some edibles and needed to get back home. As I passed the church I saw a small light on by a side door and assumed it was locked but decided to check anyways. I was very surprised when it opened and I peeked in. I saw steps leading up to the main sanctuary.
I slowly slipped in and looked around and listened. I heard nothing so I slowly and quietly went up the steps and looked in the sanctuary. No one around so I went in and walked up to the alter. Still nothing. I saw the statue of Mary over to the left and went over and gave her the finger. I felt both a little shame but also invigorated. I made a stupid comment about doing her on the alter like her son. I knew that didn’t make any sense but to be honest I was a bit high at the time.
I turned to head back to the alter before heading out and home and walked right into a priest. He stood there and started yelling something at me but I was so dumbfounded and high I didn’t understand what he was saying. I said “Damn, you priest must walk in slippers so people can’t hear you.” He and one of the other two priest grabbed me and pulled me toward the alter. I thought priest were supposed to be forgiving and gentle but these three were not. They had that collar thing on so must have been priest.
They got me to the alter and started yelling at me and I still couldn’t understand till they said something about “so you think Mary should be done on the alter, escort şişli maybe I should see what that would be like before saying something like that.” That was the only thing I understood. But they were priests so I didn’t worry. Worst they could do was call the police. But the next thing I knew they were pushing me onto the alter. My head started ringing alarms but I still didn’t understand.
I was being held down by two of them and the third was starting to tear off my pajamas. I did understand the names they were calling me because I had nothing on underneath. The cold of the air started to bring reasoning to my head but I had eaten to many of the edible and could not clear my head. I saw one of the priest climbing on the alter and between my legs and realized he didn’t have any pants on. I felt something at my pussy and looked and saw his cock as he rammed it into me.
I was pulled so my head was off the alter and my head was pulled down. The second priest was and a chair and had his cock pointed toward my mouth. Forcing my head down also opened my mouth and he pushed all the way in gagging me. I couldn’t breath and I could feel my stomach starting to throw up. He pulled his cock out and allowed me to throw up and breath a few breath before pulling my head down by my hair and sticking his cock back down my throat.
My adrenaline must have helped to overcome the edibles and I started to feel the pain in my pussy. I had been a virgin and I was sure I was bleeding. This didn’t stop the priest who continued to pull almost all the way out and then ram balls deep into me. As I started to pass out I felt him fill my womb with cum and then the other priest shoot down my throat. He pulled escort taksim out of my throat and I realized the third priest had been fondling and biting my breasts. When the priest got off me I tried to get up but the priest biting my breasts was faster and was in me before I got far and my head was pulled down again and a bloody salty cock force into my mouth. This time I could still breathe but that allowed me to be more aware of the cock, larger than the first, ramming my pussy and the hands molesting my breasts.
It took longer for the one in my mouth to cum but not as long for the one in my pussy and after it was again filled it was again filled with a smaller cock. It seemed to take forever before each had their turns filling my pussy and stomach. I thought they were finished and I started to get up and off the alter but two of them grabbed me and bent me over the alter. Hold my arms from the other side I felt one of the spread my legs. I thought I was going to have another round of filling my pussy but screamed in pain an the first one raped my ass. When he was finished another would take their turn and the first would come around and insist on me cleaning his cock with my mouth. I could taste my shit on each of their cocks.
I was then pulled off the alter onto the stone floor. Hitting the floor hurt and I was soon being peed on. I could not believe these were priest. I was told to open my mouth and was slapped when I did not quickly enough. They filled my mouth and told me to swallow. I did and they finished covering me in pee. At least the pee tasted better than their shit covered cocks had.
They threw my torn pajamas at me and was told to dress and leave. As I was escort mecidiyeköy going out the door to of the sanctuary I was told to be back the following Thursday at 10 pm. I said nothing but left and sneaked back into my house and room. I waited to make sure I had not woken anyone and then took a shower and crawled into bed.
I hurt for days but told no one. Who would believe a group of priest raped me in the sanctuary of their church. I was feeling almost normal when Thursday came around and thought I would just go to bed early and try to get the whole thing out of my mind. I had flashes of what happened all week and was scared to just walk by the church.
The time was just before 10 and I don’t know why but I sneaked out again. I walked over to the church and just stared at it. No movement but that damn light by the side door was on. I walked over, checked the door and walked in. I went into the sanctuary and looked around and sighed. No one there. I was about to leave when I saw some things on the alter. I walked up and looked. A paddle, a riding crop, a few dildos and 3 strapons.
I said quietly “oh sit.” “That can be arranged” came a reply. I looked over and saw the 3 priests, 4 alter boys and 3 alter girls all with grins on their faces…
Post ***********.
This did not happen but what I dreamed when I was a teen and 2 of my friends did go into a church at night. We walked up to where the priest stand and flashed the Cross. My one friend grabbed and fondled my breast and my other friend was about to do something when we heard steps coming down the hall. We ran like hell and got out and hid in the bushes and covered ourselves back up. No one came out so we were sure we had not been seen. But every time I would go with my friends to church whenever the priest would stand where we had stood we would giggle. Their parents would hush us and we would giggle more.
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