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#Religion kink
transbunnyboi · 2 days
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Thinking about this againnn OUGHH
Kissing and making out with a priest and convincing him that me fucking him is fine and good, actually!! since my dick is made of silicone, it doesn’t count!!
And if he wants to be extra sure that it’s okay? He just shouldn’t cum !!
So I end up pinning him onto the ground by his hands and fucking him while holding him up by his hair. Making him pant and drool and beg for me to let him cum since he can’t without being touched. Him losing his grip on sanity since I just keep going and him praying for me to let him finally cum all while he’s still dressed all pretty and we’re in the back of the church.
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...a priest that spanks me whenever i call him "father" when he fucks me because he feels his guilt eat him whole whennn????
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Oh great goddess I bear my hole to you. Breed me! Fuck me with a cock so big my legs stop working. Break me until what is left of my brain shuts down and all I can do is spread and drool. I exist to be your cocksleeve. Cover me in your bite marks. I have failed to bring you more worshippers, so as you do, punish me how you see fit. I am your whore and cannot bear to see you so needy.
“That’s right, slut, come here.”
I grab the back of your collar and yank you into my. Your ass is pressed against my raging boner and your pussy begins to drip. You bite your lip as I start to grope your body, trailing my fingers over your wet vestments.
“You’re such a needy fuckhole. Let me hear you moan for me.”
You feel my teeth clamp down on your neck, immediately knowing that it’s going to leave a dark hickie. You moan as my hand wraps around your front and starts trailing up and down your cock. Before you can comprehend the pleasure, my hands grab at the stomach of your vestments and rips them apart, throwing the tatters to the ground.
My hand wraps around your hard cock and starts stroking it. My bites move further and further down your body, leaving marks son your neck, shoulders, back, and ass. I turn you around as you moan in pleasure, moving my teeth across the front half of your body. I leave more and more marks, down your collarbone, chest, and abdomen. I stroke your cock faster and I trail my mouth down to your crotch. I move under your dick and plant my mouth on your pussy.
“It’s so wet and needy. You wanna get fucked there, don’t you? You want Goddess to fuck your needy cunt?”
“Yes~” you beg. I slap your ass, causing you to buckle and whine out a long moan. Your cock hardens in my grip.
“Wrong. You want to worship Goddess with your pussy. Not to get fucked, but to be used for my fucking pleasure. Understood?”
“Yes Goddess, please! Please let me gratify and worship you with my body. I’m a cumdump and pleasure toy for my Goddess to use. Please grant me- *moan* -grant me the pleasure of being a good slut.”
I stand and grab your face with both hands, dragging you into a sloppy kiss. My tongue pushes through your lips, coating the inside of your mouth with my saliva. I pull away and look at you, your mouth open with tongue lulling out of your mouth.
“Good.” I spin you around and push you forward toward the bed. Before you fall onto it, you hear the snap of fingers. The cuffs on your hands get yanked together behind your back, getting tied together with newly summoned ropes. You get lifted up into the air by a rope, and your ankle cuffs also get tied up with summoned ropes, opening your legs and exposing your hole to me. You end up hung horizontally, perfectly level with your Goddess’s cock.
I walk up behind you, the warm tip of my gock pressing against your clit. My finger trails down your back, causing you to squirm as I touch all your sensitive spots. “That’s right. Squirm and moan for me, slut. Soon that’s going to be the only thing you’ll be able to do.”
Before you fully grasp what I said, I ram my entire dick into your tight pussy. You scream in ecstasy, eyes rolling into the back of your head. I grab your hips and start to repeatedly slam into you. With every thrust, your brain gets more and more empty. All you can think of is your mantras. Specifically:
My Goddess’s cum is my prize~
“*grunt* That’s right. Take it like a loyal whore.” You feel the rope holding you up slither around your body, making a pretty design of ties that accentuates all of your pretty body parts. You feel a tie on your lower back get gripped by my hand. I yank it, causing your body to swing into mine, forcing me deeper into your begging hole. As you feel the tip of my cock press hard against your cervix, you can’t help yourself. Your abdomen clenches and you howl in pleasure. You cum hard on your Goddess’s cock.
“Oh Goddess! Oh Goddess! Thank you! Thank you for making your slutty toy cum!”
You expect the thrusting to slow down, give you a small break to recover as your orgasm dies down. But it doesn’t. I keep fucking you hard and deep. I start bucking into your hips faster. You start getting overstimulated. Your mind drains of everything, the pleasure of your sensitive cunt getting slammed harder than you thought possible rearranging your thoughts.
“That’s right, darling, cum as many times as you want. It makes your pussy tighter for Goddess.”
You try to say yes, to let your Goddess know that you’re a loyal whore, but you can’t remember how to talk. The only thing in your mind right now now is my words and the primal urge to fuck and serve. Your mouth lulls open, eyes going unfocused. The only thing you can focus on is my divine touch and sound.
“Aww, how cute. I think I’ve completely broken you this time. You can’t talk can you? You can only make those cute sounds.” You notice that I’m right. With every movement I make, you unconsciously moan and whine and clench your pussy. “Don’t worry dear, I know you hear me. Let me give that mouth of yours something to do.”
You hear a slight moan from me before I wrap my hand around your head, sticking some of my fingers into the side of your mouth. The taste is exquisite. Just as the taste of my saliva was leaving your mouth, you got graced with something far better. You realize what it is; my moan before putting my fingers in your mouth was me rubbing my pussy.
I’ve allowed you to taste the slick of my sweaty pussy~
You start to heave at the realization, so honored to not only be fucked by me, but to also be able to taste me at the same time. You can feel your body tighten once more, causing me to groan. “Oh, that made my slut happy, didn’t it.. you gonna cum again so soon?” You frantically nod your head, your pussy clenching over and over again. Your cervix ignites with pleasure as my cock presses against it harder and harder. As you feel your body explode I’m pleasure, you regain the ability to think one word on repeat: ‘Goddess, Goddess, Goddess.’
I start to groan more and more, feeling your pleasure. Finally, your body starts to spasm and shake from your second orgasm of the night. All the synapses in your brain fire off, an imprinted image of my sensual body flashing in it. You’re still shaking from your orgasm, drool dripping from your mouth when I bend close to your ear.
“Good slut. You’re a good slut for your Goddess.” Your mind melts and blends, putty within the hands of my words. You moan hard as a reply, making me laugh and groan. “Cute. I’m going to cum soon. Do you want that?” You feel your face light up as you moan, frantically nodding. “I thought so. But first, you have to make me a promise.”
“The reason I’m so pent up is because haven’t brought me enough worshippers to satiate my desires. So you have to promise me, if I bless your hole, your very being with my divine seed, you will do a better job and get me more worshippers.”
You whine and nod your head, but you feel the ropes tighten around you. “No. Use your words. Repeat after me: Yes Goddess, I will get more sluts to worship you. I will bring enough worshippers to fill your temple.”
And with those words, your mind clicks. The speech that eluded you returns because your Goddess bade you speak. You’re a good mind broken whore who follows orders.
“YES! YES GODDESS! I will get more sluts to worship you. I will bring enough worshipers to fill your temple. I will! I SERVE YOUR EVERY WORD!”
I grunt hard, my cock twitching and pulsing as I ram into your pussy faster than ever. “That’s a good fucking slut.” I growl and moan. “Now take my fucking cum. Get bred by my superior seed.”
“Yes Goddess, please! Breed me. Breed your slutty cocksleave!”
I start to moan, my voice shaking the very walls of the room. My cock erupts, flooding your pussy with cum. You moan and roll your eyes into the back of you head as my hot jizz makes your brain leak out of your cunt. You shake as I empty myself into you.
I cum for a long thirty seconds, your hole filled to the brim by the end. Your body twitches in the ropes as I pull out of you. You’re drooling and smiling, like an actor in a porno. You never thought sex could actually make you look like this. Not until you came to the Temple. I circle around you, my fingers once again tracing the sensitive parts of your back and making you twitch. Orgasm aftershocks rock your body every few seconds as I kneel down and look you in the eyes.
“Wow, what a brainless look. Do you still remember what you promised to do?” You nod your head, eyes locked onto my perfect tits. “Good.” I snap my fingers and you get lowered to the ground. When you to h down, the ropes dissipate into smoke. You push yourself to your feet, cum still dripping from your pussy. You stumble, legs shaking from the vicious fucking you endured.
“Now go out and do your duty. Show off how good I’ve made you feel and tell anyone who will listen about me. Tell them how I can bring them to absolute pleasure, and bring them here”
You get back down on your knees and prostrate yourself to me. “Yes Goddess. Thank you for everything you do for me Goddess. I will do my duty.” You rise to your feet and stumble out the doors of my bedchamber. As you leave, you catch a glance of me watching your ass, biting my lip. My cock twitches while looking. You twitch in pleasure as well. How lucky you are to have such a kind, giving, and loving Goddess.
You can’t wait to spread her name.
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cncdog · 8 months
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the thought of gagging on someone’s cock as a form of worship. having your face fucked like you’re an offering to a god. letting them hold you down and cum down your throat as reward for your devotion
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tmascfaggot · 13 days
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okay but listen. 'acolyte' as a sub title. divine dom calling their sub a good little acolyte. listen. listen. are you listening
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kaionyx · 1 month
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​Oh to be a priest getting head from some sinful piece of devil’s fruit in the confessional. Grunting and muttering scriptures while I rut my cock deeper in their warm throat to try and repent. The rosary in my hand tangling in their hair from forcing them farther down to hush their whimpers from the innocent people praying outside.
Pumping my load down their throat and pulling them off when I had my fill, watching the ungodly sight of their tear coated face smiling and tugging on my robe shamelessly for more. Knowing that I shouldn’t go farther. Hell, knowing I shouldn’t even been allured by the subtle temptations they gave during service like flashing their panties or bending over just enough to see down their shirt under the eyes of god.
Yet, I’m no better than any other man. And if it means purifying this wicked lust out of something that’s supposed to be so pure, then a few sessions of repentance shouldn’t be too wrong.. Right?
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littlewh0r321 · 5 days
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i’m in the lobby in my mom’s apartment building rn.✝️💗💕
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demonic-redhead · 4 months
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To feel a priest cum inside you for the first time is such a delicious privilege
He’s never been touched like this, never felt the inside of someone, never groped breasts before and he can’t get enough now that he’s had a taste
To be the reason a man of God breaks his holy vows is such a powerful feeling… I live for it
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holywhorror · 9 months
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i hope you don't think of me as just a mutual or a silly person on tumblr, but as someone you would cover in blood and have filthy ritualistic sex with
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fallenxangel-13 · 1 month
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virgin sacrifice: offering your body to me as tribute on the altar before the congregation. tight holes mercilessly stretched, pounded, and filled with my holy seed veiled as "god's love". broken whimpers amid pleas. taunted, yet adorned. your climax, a reward for your devotion.
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sinfulsuns · 9 months
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worship me and I’ll worship you and maybe we’ll find divinity
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hellsinnerbrazil666 · 2 months
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needforfidelity · 2 months
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“you are a gift from god, you are my gift. he sent you to me.” while he bruises my cervix >>
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aspiring-house-husband · 10 months
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“forgive me, father, for i have sinned…”
I relish in breaking priests. 
“I have been lustful.”
contrary to popular belief, a demon has no difficulty stepping foot in church. surrounding myself with all of that holiness, it only heightens my hunger. i keep my face looking human and my clothes modest and i remember what i’m here for. a priest… you, the gorgeous and beautiful priest with a body to make me drool. a body that deserves so much more than to be locked behind the church. 
“tell me more, child.”
you’re young, for a priest. young and pretty and lovely. i want nothing more than to have you as mine, but i have been patient. i have visited you in the past, devout and mournful of my sin. supposedly. 
“I have pictured you, father. in my nights alone, i have pictured you on my bed, devoid of clothes. i have imagined your supple flesh quivering with pleasure from my touch.”
you do not respond but with a sharp intake of breath. my lips reveal sharp teeth as i smile, a scent of shock and arousal slipping through the slatted holes separating us. 
“i have imagined your soft thighs opening for me as you plea for my touch. you beg vulgar things of me, father. you beg for me to touch you and breach you and spear you onto me.”
“i- i see.”
“i have seen it in my dreams, father. you ask me to break you open on my cock and keep going even if you cry. you beg me to take you, body and soul. to make your hole and so your entire body feel as though holy, bewitched by god’s light.”
“interesting…” you sound breathless. you smell desperate. 
“you promise me that you will save me from my sin, and that you can only do so by letting me release it within you, as you, holy father, can handle it. that you will cleanse me with your touch and your hole.”
“they say…” you say, and it comes out as a whimper. “they say that dreams are sent by god.”
“as guidance, father?” 
“indeed. That god offers us answers and communicates with us through our dreams, should we only listen.”
“how must i repent, father?”
you try to hide it, but i hear the soft thump as you rest your temple against the wall between us. so too can i hear your thighs rubbing together for the slightest relief, and your hand making way of your clothes to reach your own heat. 
“if god has so graciously shown us his path, we must take it,” you answer, and i can hear your robes shuffling as you dig your hand down further between your legs. “but you must finish confession, first.”
“only after you beg of me, in my dreams, do i take you viciously,” i answer, listening to the sweet sounds of your wetness as you shove fingers as deep into yourself as you can reach. “i satisfy you with my cock and you cry out at how it feels. i thrust into you with enough force to bounce your voice and force you to cum around me and again until you shed tears of ecstasy, father, and told me that i was cleansed with the holy light of god’s love within your body.” your breathing and the scent of your arousal both spike as you near your own orgasm, every word of mine and every thrust of your fingers bringing it closer until you tremble and shake through it. i see the shadow of you leaning back into your seat as you listen. “and i felt the euphoria, father, of the holy light that i spilled into you. i was cured of my sin, father. surely my lust was balanced by my connection to the spirit.”
“in the dream, it was,” you answer, breathless and smiling, “but you have not repented from your waking lust. i shall save you, as such i did in your dream.”
“i’m so glad,” i say, my teeth sharp and claws sharp as i tear aside the wood between us, revealing to you my muscular frame, my slitted eyes, my wicked horns, my predatory smile. “for I shall make my dream real.”
it takes me only a moment to lift you from your seat and strip you, demonic magic only helping in pulling your robes from your body, before i spear you deep onto my cock, your hole loose and wet with orgasm. 
“cleanse me, father,” i growl, forked tongue circling your ear before my lips latch to your neck, working your blood to the surface. “free me of this sin and i shall worship you as i worship our lord.” 
you grip onto my shoulder with one hand and my horn with another, locking your ankles behind me, dropping your head back and moaning like the best succubi i’ve seen. your hips buck lewdly and your hole grips around me with the tightness and heat of hell itself. your spend drips from you and joins my precum, smearing both your thighs and mine before painting the floor. 
i cushion your head from slamming into the wood, feeling it as your so-called holiness slips from you. i drink it up from your veins as it escapes my demonic power, which i pour into you with every kiss and caress and thrust, which you accept with every cant of your hips, every tight grip onto my body, every moan to be heard throughout the cathedral. 
you flutter and clench and ripple around me with your second orgasm, body going taught and earthquaking in my arms. i can’t help but sink my teeth into your perfectly pleasured frame, my magic following my fangs and pouring ever further into your body. it has you trembling even more, whimpering in prolonged pleasure the likes of which you’ve never experienced, shaking and tensing and ignorant to how your holy light shatters and focuses into tying you to hell, where a tempting sinner belongs. 
i can only withstand so much of your perfect sloppy hole before i cum into you, spilling into you with unholy light and darkness. i watch the glow of it fill you, and watch as your orgasm drags ever on, even to where your eyes roll back in your skull and you go limp in my arms, still trembling through the pleasure in your sleep. 
this means that, lovingly, i can watch as my glowing demonic magic reshapes within you, to a binding mark so beautifully painted between your hipbones. i watch it climb your veins to your hairline, where it spouts nubby horns from your perfect hair. finally, it bleeds down to your face, and when you open your eyes, they resemble a snake’s. 
“you are cleansed,” i whisper, reverently, kissing you softly. “an angel all for me.” 
“angel,” you breathe in response, tremoring still around my cock within you. “an angel you are, sent to rescue me.”
“to raise you to the unholy light you deserve. to rapture you to your higher purpose.” i kiss you as i speak, all over your chest and neck, with worship and adoration on my lips. 
“higher purpose,” you simper, clenching yourself around me again. “take me to this higher purpose. show it to me. fill me with it.”
“as you wish, my angel,” i tell you, invading your mouth with long tongue and loving kiss, and fucking you anew. 
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sillylilsupplicant · 6 months
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worship kink not in a "suck my dick whenever I want" kinda way but in the "Become obsessed with me to the point where every breath you take is a testament to your dedication to me. Make yourself a vessel for my pleasure and happiness. Also suck my dick whenever I want" kinda way lmao 🥵
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temptresstitania · 3 months
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you look best on your hands and knees, head bowed in reverence, begging for mercy at my feet. your words are sweetest when they're choked with tears, when they tumble off your tongue, tinged with fear. you belong on the floor of my temple, in front of my altar, your spirit reaching out for me. i like you trembling. trembling in your temple vestments that leave little to the imagination. i like you with wide eyes that dare not connect with mine.
will you not be my most favored devotee?
will you not pay me tribute? ❂
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