Chapter 22
The next few days, the old Padre kept the young American
missionary confined to her room as the lips of her newly pierced
vagina healed. He visited her to bring her food and medicine and
she gratefully sucked his black cock. As much as the young white
American begged and pleaded he could not bring himself to fuck
her cunt for fear of infecting the fresh piercings. Instead he
did relent and allowed the young slut to impale her anus on his
thick black cock. Entry into her once painfully tight nether
passage had become easier as the days passed as his fat cock
stretched the tender tissues of her sphincter.
He would sit on the small bed and watch with feigned indifference
as the sex addicted young American girl impaled herself on his
fat black cock. She would stand backward between his thick hairy
black thighs on her long ivory legs and lower her firm ass onto
his stiff prong, one small white hand holding his black rod
erect, the other gripping on firm buttock cheek splaying it to
reveal her red raw anal opening, her tongue greedily licking her
pouting lips, brow furrowed in concentration. He watched as his
fat coal black cock sank between the pale white cheeks of the
young desperate slut. Over and over again she would flexed her
thighs squatting to ride up and down the stiff black member, to
the Padre it looked like the beautiful white girl was shitting a
long black trued, as her sphincter clung to his thick column of
black gristle.
The young attractive woman would the hard cock rhythmically, up
and down, her large ivory breasts rippling and swaying liquidly
as they bounced heavily against her chest, the long nipples
capping them hardening into thick fingers. The ligature marks
and bruising had all but disappeared with the passing days
leaving the luscious ivory globes marked only by the vivid blue
veins that stood out through her nearly translucent ivory skin.
Seldom could the Padre resist the temptation to reach around and
maul the large firm bags as they hung heavily melon-like from the
slender young woman's chest. He would captured one heavy orb in
each hand hefting them like money filled bank sacks in his large
black paws. The large firm sacks would oozed between his fingers
as he squeezed them cruelly, rolling her long hard nipples
between his thumb and forefinger, pulling and twisting.
"M-m-m-m-m-m-m-h, ye-e-e-e-s, hurt me like that", the attractive
slut would say urging the black Padre to demean and dominate her.
The beautiful 18-year old would hump her ass up and down the
Priest's black dong, the heavy crucifix hanging from the ring in
her freshly pierced clitoris jerking and swinging, stimulating
the obscenely large finger of nerves that served as the young
girl's demon. Driving her to lower and lower levels of self
debasement. Her orgasms would culminate when she felt the thick
invader swell and pulsate pumping its load of sperm deep in her
pristine bowels, greasing its invasion and soothing the red raw
flesh of her sphincter. It was then that the teenager would
crest the peak and go sliding down into the abyss of a vile
wonderful climax. She would wallow like some obscene sow, in the
wickedness of her act. Acts that were foreign to her intellect
but not her nature, for as the Padre told her and she now
believed, all things were for a purpose.
One look at her ripe body, the obscene abundance of her
sexuality, and it was clear that her purpose was to be a whore, a
slut, to drain men of the lust that she inspired in them.
One look at the clear pale skin of her beautiful angelic face,
framed by pale blonde hair, the delicate ears, and slender
upturned freckled nose, the startling blue eyes, high clear
forehead, small perfect chin and long smooth neck, inspired awe.
A single glance at the wide strong shoulders, the firm arms, the
huge heavy breasts hanging from her slender muscular chest, the
taunt muscles of her back and the flat plane of her stomach
inspired desire. One gaze at girl's the navel standing as a sign
post pointing the way to hidden treasure, the firm defined globes
of her buttocks round and independent, and the long muscular legs
like indestructible columns supporting the clutch of feminine
flesh between them, guarding her feminine trove, would send a man
into uncontrolled animal lust. No one save god could have
created such a creature, and to what purpose?
Rachel saw and accepted the path that she had taken. A new world
had opened for her, it was filled with a forest of hard swelling
cocks, hard masculine bodies, demanding hands, and hungry sucking
mouths. They would be large and small, pristine and diseased,
the cocks all spurting fountains of rich slick sperm to fill her,
to satiate her thirst, to coat her skin, to wallow in and to
soothe her ravaged flesh.
The beautiful young slut often smiled at the thought.
