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True Confessions True Confessions Heard by a Priest Ch. 02

By: Master_Vassago



As I sit here now in my office inside the church writing these online form of my memoirs I am taken back to a beautiful young wife that came in to confess of her dabblings in what was strictly considered BDSM back in those days. Now I realize along with the help of the internet and some of my other vast outlets that there are many different sects to this lifestyle, just as there are in the church itself. There are far too many different areas that I could go into and begin to explain, but for those of you reading I would suspect you already have a working knowledge of the lifestyle perhaps greater than my own.

I remember the date, as it wasn't too long after the first young lady had come in to confess her anal antics that the second had come it. She had found a large quantity of magazines in her husbands study that had shown pictures of girls being tied up, spanked, whipped, gagged, punished in different manners and then finally pictures depicting women in different positions kneeling or showing subservience to a man. 

"Father, I was horrified at first," she began, "but as I looked at those pictures of these immoral women that would allow someone to take these pictures of them, I began to become aroused. I felt so ashamed of my husband for hiding these magazines but at the same time something inside me felt like the depictions of positions of these submissive women allowing things to be done to them were aimed right at me."

Even as a priest I knew the lure of power, the way a woman kneels before you as she opens her mouth to accept the waif, the thoughts of lust still ran through my head for many years and still do to this day, I am after all only a man. The power to help those in need, the power over those weaker with problems, it's the same basic principle only the dominant one in the relationships I have is the ultimate power belongs to God. 

I listened as the woman told her torrid tale. "Father, I spent the better part of the day looking through as many of these magazines my husband had, growing more interested at every turn of the page. I looked deeper into the chest in my husbands study and found packages of unopened items. Father I couldn't contain my curiosity , I tore those packages open and found many of these same items I had seen the women have on them in the magazines. There were leather cuffs for wrists and ankles, clamps for nipples, a ball gag, and finally beneath them all there was a large long package at the bottom of the chest. I felt it and without opening this one I knew what it was. It was a large wooden paddle and along side it something that felt much like a riding crop."

"My child, I understand that this is hard for you," I began to speak to her, "but you must remember these packages weren't open so perhaps your husband has remained faithful to you and never taken a mistress to use them upon."

"No father, that's not it. Not it at all actually, I think that he had bought these to one day use upon me, well now I actually no it, but let me get to that part in time. When Garret came home that night I began to see him in a whole new light, a darker light that turned me on physically and emotionally. I saw that he wasn't quite the meek, shy man I had married but one with eager desires of bondage and play in a new realm all together. I had hidden the magazines back in there place along with the packages but left one out on his desk to find later that night hoping that he would realize I had found his treasure trove."

"My child," I whispered through the partition, "I know we are supposed to speak as if I don't know who you are but you giving me your husband's name and mentioning his normal demeanor let me know exactly who you are Kimberly. Speak freely and bare your sins ma'am for I will give you your penance then."

"Thank you father. Now as I was saying I had left Garret's one magazine out on his desk to find, simply to see his reaction as well as let him know that I knew about his little fetish. I don't know exactly what I had hoped his reaction would be but it was far more intense than I could have imagined. Garret came out of his study about ten minutes after going in and in one hand he held the magazine while the other was hidden behind his back. He had removed his glasses and stripped down to just his jeans and a tank top. I hadn't looked at him like a women with desire and wanting looks at her husband for a long time, but at that moment I couldn't take my eyes off him. He was no longer slouching, standing tall and walking towards me I saw the ripple of the muscles in his arms and his broad chest. My heart seemed to catch in my throat as I knew he was severely disappointed in me by his demeanor."

Kimberly gave pause then, I remember it like it was yesterday, her little pants of breath sounding like they were coming through a megaphone and I knew she was probably sitting on the other side of the partition with her eyes closed as she revealed her tale to me, reliving it in her mind's eye step by step.

"Father, he then stopped a few feet from me and grabbed one of the dining room chairs. As he sat down he looked into my eyes and bent a finger beckoning me to him. I remember walking towards him, my legs wobbly, my heart racing, and my womanly parts on fire. I walked towards him step by step, each one seeming like a mile while it was actually only a few feet. As I reached him he stood up again and in his upright position he stood over me by a good two or three inches, it actually felt much more at the time but now as I think about it that must have been all he stands over me. Anyway he began to speak then father."

"Kimberly, Garret had growled at me then," she began to tell me, "I know you found my magazines and see that you have opened my packages. First I want you to explain why you were even looking inside that chest and secondly I want, no I will hear an apology issue from your lips."

"Sir, I must admit I froze then, father I just didn't know what to say, and Garret didn't wait too long for a reply."

"What did he do Kimberly as you were pondering your reply?" I asked.

"Father, he grabbed me by the wrists, kicked the chair out of the way and bent me over the table. He then quickly lifted my pretty little dress and ripped off my panties and without so much as a warning I felt that wooden paddle come down across my butt. Hard and fast he swatted me with it as I began to cry and tell him the whole story. He didn't want excuses he wanted to hear the truth, that I had been snooping in his office while he was away. I began to cry harder as I told him the absolute truth as he spanked me harder and harder. I admit father, my butt was quickly becoming red and sore and yet I loved it, my... well my pussy as he now calls it had become so enflamed with joy that the juices had begun to leak and I was feeling its moisture run down the insides of my thighs. "

Kimberly paused again as I listened in amazement of how she had gone from being a normally bossy housewife into an object of lust and willing to submit herself to this punishment.

"Father, I began to wiggle on that table as Garret continued spanking me. I couldn't help it I knew that it was going to be viewed as something dark and wrong later to someone else but right then I cared about nothing more than the joy and arousal I was feeling. I let go as Garret began to swat me harder again and finally I felt him stop and the heat shooting through my now red ass kept me on fire. I actually was a bit disappointed when the spankings stopped but at the same time I began to wonder what he had in store for me next. I was already overwhelmed by his change and new that this could be a whole new beginning to our home life."

"Let me interject Kimberly," I began, "I know that this all excited you but are you prepared to go down that long road, or is this just a passing fad?"

"Well father, let me get to that part," she replied once more. "Garret then pulled me off the table and forced me down onto my knees in front of him. I looked up not quite sure what to expect because in all our years of marriage sex had always been in the bedroom only, not even foreplay except for Garret saying let's go to the bedroom had happened prior to this day. I watched in anxious excitement as Garret unzipped his pants and pushed them along with his knickers down to the floor. His penis stood hard right in front of my face, I will tell you father I had only taken him into my mouth as many times as the fingers that are on both hands. I looked up at him and without a word he grabbed the back of my head and pulled me towards his crotch. The tip of his penis pushed at my lips and I had no choice but to open my mouth just a bit to take him into my mouth. At first I thought it was disgusting but as I relaxed my tongue began to caress the underside of his shaft and then I felt my dampness between my thighs urging me on. I began to suck his cock harder and as I got more turned on he started to thrust his hips towards my mouth. He was using my mouth like he does my pussy, forcing me to take him deep into my mouth."

"Did you truly enjoy this, Kimberly?" I asked her sheepishly smiling on my side of the partition.

"Yes, father I loved it the way he was holding me and forcing me to take it all. Even when I gagged he didn't let up for more than a moment. I had never really tasted his cock before, I had given him a few quick suck and then been done with it each previous time. This time I was lavishing long swirling licks around the shaft with my tongue while I sucked secretly hoping he wouldn't pull out and each time he swelled I was hoping it would be to spurt in my mouth. Finally he grabbed two handfuls of hair instead of just one and fucked my mouth hard. I felt his cock jerk and knew that this time he was going to cum. And oh father did he ever cum, his cock jerked wildly in my mouth and I kept sucking him hard as my mouth filled with his creamy cum. I let my mouth fill up before I swallowed just to see what it tasted like and found that I truly loved the taste."

I sat wondering if this would be the reaction of most women with there husbands or if this was just a rare case. For now though I was content living vicariously through her story, taking the place of her husband in my mind as he forced this beauty down and made her suck his cock until he came deep inside her mouth.

"Father he then did something he had rarely been able to do since we had first gotten married. He stayed hard and grabbing me under the arms he pulled me up, then he whispered into my ear what a good little cocksucking slut I was and how I was going to become his slave in the home from that day forward. Father I came right then, it was his words that pushed me over the edge. I realized this is what I wanted and that even if I didn't it was no longer my choice. Garret was going to train me to please him and there was no two ways about it."

"Is that truly what you want Kimberly? I also would like to know how things have progressed since then," I asked of her.

"Well, to be honest father it's been exhausting. Garret immediately brought out the toys and restraints and we learned how to use them together. He also set out a list he had prepared months before of my duties. I was no longer to do anything without his permission. I have a little necklace that says "His" on the chain. Also I am to wear no panties or bra at home unless it is that time of the month. He has made me shave "down there" and also he had began to take me at anytime anyway that he wants. I have been taken over the dinner table, forced to go down on him in the car driving home from church this past Sunday. Also he has fucked me in the ass and I found I loved it. It was at his command that I came today to the church father, I have been commanded to give you an offer should you ever choose to give in to your lusts."

"Child you need not do this for I am a man of the cloth and while I do feel humanly lusts I can never give into them."

"Shut up father," she ordered as I chuckled at her demeanor, "I was ordered to offer myself to you, my husband has another desire, that is to see me fucked by another man or to at least see another man's cock in my mouth. He thought that you would be the best choice because of course we know your only release is masturbation and that you would not be able to talk about how slutty he has made me if you fucked me hard and did things to me behind the closed doors of our home. You are a safe bet father, no rumors or anything of that nature should you choose to join us."

"I cannot," I told her, "but Kimberly should I ever choose to leave this calling or I do give in to my lusts the arrangement you offer is one that I would highly entertain."

"Thank you father, this girl would love to find out what that bulge you hide under that robe is all about. Thank you for listening father and I'll see you in mass on Sunday. Oh one last thing, there's a little surprise over here for you as soon as I leave so I suggest you high tail it over the moment the confessional door is closed."

As she said that I heard the door latch catch in the door and I stood up and entered the other side of the confessional. There were her panties and a key to there house I figured along with a picture of her in a lewd position sans clothes. I took these back into my office and locked them into the desk. It was then that I knew the women of this town had something in the works but it would take a long while for me to figure it out.

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True Confessions True Confessions Heard by a Priest Ch. 03



First I would like to thank you all for the encouragement and words you have shared with me as I reveal this story. A few have even given a few lewd tales to me themselves about their wanton lust for a priest. Please keep up the feedback and I will continue with the tale. Either way feedback or not these stories must be told as my time here is coming to an end.

I noticed that the women seemed to come in with their erotic confessions about every two weeks, sometimes of course they would come in for three straight weeks or even double up and have two come in during one weeks time. I nearly gave in a few times and left the cloth over some of these tales but I knew that I was helping them by allowing them to come and tell me their sins behind anonymity. 

It was shortly after the young Kimberly came to visit me that I knew something was amiss in the little town I resided in. But I wouldn't discover the true meaning for nearly a year. Let me not get sidetracked though, the next tale is one of incest that I must say was one of the hardest for me to sit through and listen to.

The morning was starting to shape up beautifully and it was bearing down on warmer weather. The young women's skirts were getting shorter and the it never seemed to dawn on them that they were coming to confession not parade themselves in front of a man that could never touch them. I looked up from behind my desk one Saturday morning when Alacia walked in.

Let me tell you about Alacia, she was a little over five foot, not much if any at all, her hair was flowing curly locks of gold and her breast while not enormous were big for her frame. Her hips had a flare to them that for nearly five years had declared that this petite girl was ripe and on the verge of her womanhood. Little did I know the truth behind it. I had watched her grow up over the last half decade and she was now eighteen. Her eyes were hazel and yet so alluring that with a wink and smile I was sure she could convince any man to do her bidding.

"Father, I have come for a confession, I would prefer to do it in the privacy of your office since you already know for sure now that it would be me behind the confessional grate. Please father I beg of you to give me council and the ear of god to tell the tale to you right now and here before I lose my mind over my sins," Alacia began.

Normally under no circumstances would I even begin to fathom holding confession inside my office but the pleading eyes of this girl and the conviction with which she spoke made me give in and I offered her a chair as I stood up and went to close the door and lock it to my office. 

"Would you like some water to drink young one," I asked her.

"Father put your respectability and adult thoughts behind you and pour me a good stiff drink of that scotch you have on your desk."

"Alacia, you know I can't do that it would be contributing to the delinquency of a minor as well as going against all that I believe."

She smiled up at me again and pleaded with those beautiful eyes of hers. I shrugged and took a glass from the counter and walked back dropping ice into the glass right before I poured her a small sampling of the spirits inside the bottle. "Thank you father, I really need something strong to have the courage to get started here."

As I handed the glass over with a little hesitation she took it in her hand and sucked down the entire contents and sat the glass back on my desk, I figured I might refill her glass but that wouldn't be until later, I didn't want her getting drunk while she was in my care.

"All right then my child let's start at the beginning, when was your last confession."

"Father please forgive me for I have sinned," she said as she knelt at my desk as if it were the alter inside the church, "it's been three months since my last confession and I have well...I have committed incest with a member of my family." 

I watched and although I had expected a few tears I would have sworn that I saw a wicked smile, "Father it all started right on my eighteenth birthday which was exactly three months ago. My brother Patrick was home from university and he was out by the lake getting ready to go for a swim. He thought he was all alone as he pulled off his shorts and jumped into the water with no clothes on. I watched his muscular ass as he jumped off the side of the dock and into the water and was shocked when as he was flying through the air in his dive I could see the length of his manhood flopping beneath him."

"This alone is not bad my child we are all curious about the other sexes body parts and often gain an insight by catching siblings in various stages of undress."

"Father it didn't stop there, I watched him glide through the water and as he did I could see his muscles ripple with each breast stroke, I could suddenly feel myself getting damp between the legs. Now I will already confess right now I have touched myself many a night and masturbated to keep the sexual frustration at a minimum." She paused for a moment giving me a playful smile as she continued, "I reached down and began to rub my fingers over my wet little slit and watched my brother intently from behind a tree as he dried himself off. I watched with intense interest as he pull on his manhood a few time and then shocked as he lied back on the grass and began to stroke himself until he was hard."

"Alacia, you know that you shouldn't have been watching this or touching yourself as you saw him doing the same to himself." I said chastising her a bit.

" I know father but I couldn't help it. His hard penis was huge and throbbing as I rubbed my clit faster I watched his hand slide over his hard cock faster and faster and then I heard him groan and shoot a glob of cum all over his chest and belly. Oh god father it was so intense I immediately plunged three fingers inside my wet pussy and got myself off, not caring if he heard me and actually hoping he would and come to investigate."

"And did he my child, did Patrick hear you and come find you?" I asked nervously and almost with hope despite the fact that I should be feeling horror and revulsion at the thought.

"Yes, father he did and without my knowing it, you see I had my eyes closed and was rubbing myself growing near my orgasm he slipped up behind me and swatted my bottom," Alacia said with a look of lust on her face.

"Oh my, what did you do then child?"

"Father I gave a scream and spun around falling on my backside as my panties were slightly around my hips and I couldn't immediately right myself. I saw the look of hunger and passion in Patrick's eyes, as he stood there still naked with his cock throbbing with new life and his hands coming close to me. Father he didn't wait or pause for my reaction he reached down and tugged my shorts and panties off and ran his finger over the wet slit between my legs, at first I panted and struggled and tried to free myself but Patrick had settled himself so he was straddling my thighs and I could feel his large balls rubbing my leg as he started to finger me. Oh father it felt so good yet so wrong, I struggled to imagine what I should do when I felt myself involuntarily open my legs a bit wider for my brother."

"Young Alacia, I believe I have heard enough, this confession need not go any further," I began.

"No father, I must give my full confession and you will hear it or I will cry out rape right here and now, you know that you have given me alcohol and heard the nature of my sexual confession, just imagine me turning it on you. I've been in this office for nearly thirty minutes and that's more than long enough for you to have touched me and done the things I would say you did."

I gave a gasp, "Alacia, you know that you are trying to blackmail a priest into listening to your confession that in itself is enough to have you removed from my chambers but the thought of even having to sort out this issue with the authorities makes me cringe so I will allow you to continue, but you don't have to be as descriptive as you were."

Alacia smiled, "Oh father, I haven't even begun the descriptive part yet, now sit there and listen like a good priest while I give you my confession."

I sat back smiling to myself knowing that I wanted to hear every delicious detail no matter how taboo and intrusive she was going to get and I could feel that familiar throbbing beneath my robe, I took time to sit back in my chair and beneath the desk began to fondle my own tool as she weaved her confession to me in delicate details and wanton words.

"So father, there I was, laying on the ground with my legs spread enough to give my brother the access he wanted to my inner pink flesh, not fettered by panties or that nasty pubic hair that I had long ago begun shaving off. I felt his big fingers begin to probe my pink depths and I decided then and there that if he was going to play with me turnabout was fair play. I reached down and took hold of his large throbbing penis and began to stroke it as I had many a night imagined. The precum leaking from the tip began to coat his full length making it slicker, then as I looked up I could see the smile on his face and he leaned down to kiss me."

"Alacia, Patrick had said, I need you, you're eighteen today and I want to make you a woman and teach you the ways of adulthood you sexy little slut sister of mine." 

"I swear to you father I nearly climaxed right then, no one had ever spoken to me in such a manner and yet it felt so naughty and good at the same time it really did make me feel like a little slut and I already knew I would let him do to me whatever he chose it was just a matter of getting him to stop with the foreplay and get into it."

"Wait, Alacia are you telling me you didn't want or need the foreplay you just wanted him to slide his manhood inside you? By the way young lady you need to pull the hem of your skirt down and remove your fingers from your panties."

Alacia blushed then and did as I had asked, I doubted she had even realized she had slipped her hand into her panties and begun to finger herself but as I watched her stand up and smooth down her skirt another gleam sparkled in her eye and she rounded my desk. Tugging down her skirt and panties at once she bent over my desk to my right side and showed me the folds of her tight little hairless pussy from an advantage point so close that should I have stuck my tongue out I could have lapped at the juices that were covering her slit. I couldn't mumble a word only sit there and try to discreetly rub my cock as she went back to telling me her story.

"It's ok father, you can pull your cock and either stroke it or shove it in me, either way I don't mind," she whispered before going back to her story for the finale.

I listened as she told me about the size of her brother's cock and how she had pushed him onto his back and tentatively given him her first blowjob. 

"Father his cock was delicious, covered with the cum that he had shot before and failed to cleanup and the precum this time that trickled out the head of his cock. I was ravenous, needing to taste all of him to the base, I didn't care that I had never had a cock in my mouth before; I wanted all of this one and the nectar inside at that moment. I began to hum as I pulled his cock out of my mouth almost completely and then ran my tongue over the head circling each ridge with my flat, wet, pink tongue and then would bob my head again for a few moments before switching techniques. I swear I held him on the verge for nearly an hour, sucking and licking his shaft as an ice cream cone and lapping at his balls, I would then pull him all the way out of my mouth and suck the underside portion of his cock into my mouth and run my tongue over the thick veins as he moaned and tried to get me to swing around so he could taste my pussy, much like you want to do right now."

I gasped again knowing that she was right but that I couldn't give in and taste her that would be the end of my calling if I gave in right now. While I desperately wanted to I wouldn't no matter how the sight of that tight pink pussy was calling me or the smell that wafted up and told me just how much I missed pussy. No, I resigned and chastised myself, I wouldn't give in. I would however sit there as I lifted my robe and jack off like there was no tomorrow as I imagined doing the things to her that she was sharing with me or the things that my mind could concur up should I have not been held by my vows. 

"Father, pay attention I'm going back to my story," she said as she wiggled her pert little ass a bit closer to my face. "You see I finally lowered my pussy down over Patrick's face and his tongue began to rub my clit as he fingered my slippery hole. His other hand found its way into my pussy as well and as he lubed up the fingers I began to feel him slipping his fingers around my little anal opening. He probed my asshole and rubbed it for a few minutes before he slipped a finger inside there. As soon as he did I went wild on his cock and bobbed my head until he began to moan and thrust his hips. I was soon rewarded twice, once with his mouth filling, ball draining cumshot, and secondly with my own orgasm ripping through me like never before. I don't know if it was the fact that I was swallowing cum or that my brother's fingers and tongue had come into sync and were driving me insane with lust or if I just loved all of it together."

I swear at this point I thought she was finished and I nearly blew my load onto her chest as her breasts dangled over me as she leaned over my chair, the only thing I could think of that moment was how I would like to cup my hand and spank this hot little slut before fucking her but once again I denied myself those earthly pleasures, praying that the lord would look favorably upon me in the afterlife and give me a harem to plunder in any way I sought fit. That had to be the reward for a priest who denies himself the pleasures of the flesh while serving his lord.

"Father after I came I reached down as I swung off him, like this," she said as she took firm grasp of my cock, I knew then I was in trouble but as long as she took it no further I would be saying hail Mary's all night and feel better tomorrow. "Then as I began to stroke his cock trying to not allow it to go limp I began to kiss it again, hoping that would keep him hard. As soon as my mouth closed around his shaft he gave a lurch and his prick swelled back up to its huge proportions. I slid my pussy over his cock and holding him still I wedged him inside the opening and then dropped my hips down taking him all the way in."

As Alacia said this she paused to run her tongue over my shaft, I pulled her head away as she sighed and still damning myself I allowed her to keep stroking me as I rubbed her ass with my hands. "Continue young lady before we find ourselves committing another sin that we would need confession for."

"Father it was great, feeling his massive cock pumping into me as I slid back and forth over him, my clit rubbed against his muscular abdomen as I slid faster and faster feeling him go deeper as he struggled to thrust up in me. Father that's when he began to call me a dirty slut and cum loving whore. He said that I was always going to be his slut of a sister and that he loved that. He also told me that if I were lucky by the end of my birthday I would have fucked daddy and mom as well. I had no idea what he meant by that but it set me off right then and there, I began to cum so hard that I screamed and reached down behind me to tug on his balls and coax another shot of jism from him. I was quickly rewarded as he slammed up inside me and flipped me over onto my stomach, no words were said and he gave my ass a quick swat and pounded into my quivering cunt with no remorse or abandon. I was being claimed as his whore and loving every minute of being on my hands and knees like a bitch in heat for him. Oh father when he finally came he pulled out of my pussy and shot two or three strong streams of cum across my ass and back. That just pushed me into my final orgasm for that session and I collapsed on the ground with my ass still in the air."

Alacia panted for a moment and then turning to look at me she knew I was close from the throbbing and leaking precum my cock was doing right then. She opened her mouth and leaned over my lap and began to stroke me faster as her lips closed around the head of my shaft. Fuck it I thought and shoved her head down and thrust my hips up filling her mouth with my prick, if this little slut wanted a mouthful of her priests cock then I was going to give it to her. I held her head down and felt her relaxed her throat as my cock slipped inside the wet mouth of this eighteen year old whore. I knew I had already broken my vow and decided to slip my finger into her pussy just to see what it felt like again. 

Alacia gave a muffled cry as I probed her pink pussy and she bobbed her little head for all she was worth, I felt myself beginning to cum and I whispered to her, "Suck it all down you cocksucking incestuous whore."

Alacia rubbed my balls and began to hum as I filled her mouth and throat with cum, I felt her swallow several times and as I fingered her I swatted her ass, enjoying the physical contact once more in my life. I knew it was wrong and I might regret it for every day of the remainder of my life but for the moment it felt too damn good to stop.

Finally Alacia pulled her head off my cock and kissed the head as my shaft started to go flaccid, "Thank you father, I needed that as much as you did. By the way I think I will need to come back to confess the rest of my eighteenth birthday to you as I did have another encounter with member or members of my family." 

As she said this Alacia had stood up and pulled back on her skirt and panties and was standing at the door smiling. Slowly she reached down and lifted her skirt up and looked into my eyes as she sunk her fingers into her pussy through her panties. Pulling her panties down and exposing herself to me once again she tossed the panties onto my desk and spun around and unlocked the door walking out with a twitch of her hips. 

"God," I thought, "How am I ever going to remain good while the members of my congregation are all hot and horny women with husbands or relatives that like to share them." I knew that it was going to be a tough trial and I might stumble on the way but after today I suspected each trial would be a little less successful to refuse. But we'll just have to wait and see how all of this pans out now won't we.

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