Father John left her sobbing, her body jerking in pain, while he went to retrieve the tool that would take her virginity. He would not let her see it yet, wanting to get her body into position first. Her legs were limp when he took the leather straps off of them. Her eyes looked at him as he heaped a new obscenity on her, pulling her leg up to her bound wrist, a new leather strap binding it over her head. He pulled her other leg up to the other wrist, bending her body in half, her legs now spread obscenely wide. Her pussy and anus now open, you could almost see inside her she was so spread. She did not even protest this new indignity, failing to realize the full gravity of the situation.

“God has determined that you are to lose your virginity today, Sally.” He waited for her reaction, which did not take long.

“No, you can’t do that! I’m a good girl, I’m saving myself for my husband!” she cried out, her body still in pain.

“It is the Lord’s will that this be done. He has asked me to perform it.”

“Perform it? What are you going to do?” She was afraid; she could imagine what he would do to satisfy his lust. Would he put his sword inside her?

He brought out the instrument. “This is God’s tool,” showing her the shiny cross. It was about fifteen inches long and the second crosspiece was about six inches wide. It looked like a normal cross except for the bottom half. It was thicker then the rest and more rounded. The bottom two inches was larger, like the head of a cock. It had to be an inch and a half wide, much bigger then Sally’s tiny vagina. “It will be used to tear your hymen, giving your greatest gift to the Lord.” It was about six inches long. He opened a jar of Vaseline, her eyes watching as he lubricated the cross.

“No, don’t!” she cried. She’d not imagined this! He moved between her spread legs, pulling her pussy lips apart again, wiping the dried wax from her vagina.

He pushed the bulbous head of the cross against her vagina and pushed, seeing her tiny hole begin to open to allow entry to the hard, unyielding cross. She groaned in pain as her pussy was forced open by the cross, her pussy slowly expanding open to grab onto the bulbous head at the end. Father John pushed harder, she bucked as the thick, hard, unyielding metal continued its push inside her. He felt it bump against the tiny layer of skin, her maidenhood.

“Don’t do this to me,” she begged, feeling her vagina stretched wider than it had ever been. Except for Father John, no one had ever touched inside her, not even herself.

“It will be over soon, my child,” Father John calmly told her as he readied the cross. “Your sacrifice to the Lord.” He pushed, ripping her hymen in one shove, the cross sinking into her no longer unused pussy at least four inches before he stopped. He didn’t want to fuck her, only take her virginity. He had plans for that later, when he would take her with his own cock.

It was worse than the wax, her hymen tearing, the hard cross slowly sliding into her virgin pussy. She cried at the loss of her virginity, Father John would no longer have an excuse to keep from spilling his demon seed by sticking his sword in her vagina.

Father John pulled the bloodied cross from her pussy. He washed her sex with a warm cloth, wiping the wax and blood from between her legs, then released her. Sally turned over onto her side, weeping from the degradation that she had suffered today. “Not yet, Sally, you still have to cum for the Lord.” He pulled her up to stand next to the chair he now sat down in. “Spread your legs for me, Sally,” he ordered her.

Sally stood there, naked, her legs again spread for him. She felt his hands move to her sex, one hand pulling her lip back, the other hand beginning to slide up and down her slit, his thick fingers running over her vagina, all the way back to her anus, then back up before rubbing over her hard, still burning clit. Her hips began to gently rock, hoping that he would not notice the pleasure that began to radiate from his masturbating fingers.

He moved a callused finger up to her vagina, letting it slowly enter her unused pussy, feeling how hot and tight she was, her pussy walls clamping on the finger as he began to slide in on the crème he was forcing her to produce. “Such a hot, tight vagina, Sally. The Lord has given you so many treasures.” He began to finger fuck her pussy, his other hand rubbing back and forth over her clit. “Yes, I can feel your juices beginning to flow, Sally. Let yourself go, climax for your Lord,” he ordered her as he continued the forced masturbation of teenage body.

Her feet were barely able to hold her up, his coarse fingers inside her keeping her raised up as he continued to fondle her open sex. She couldn’t help herself, it was the first time she had ever felt anything like this. And it felt good, even if it was Father John that was doing it, even through the hot remnants of the burn. Her hips moved back and forth, no longer trying to hide the pleasure, just wanting the feeling to continue. “Mmmm,” she moaned, hoping that he did not hear her.

He pushed two fingers inside her, her body rising up on her toes as her pussy clenched on the twin digits inside her. He kept up the masturbation of her clit, the tip of his finger rubbing back and forth over it, feeling it swell up to over twice its size. He would love to finger her tight asshole, but he did not want to lose the command he had over her body, wanting to see her humiliation as she was forced to cum on his fingers.

Sally could not believe the feelings that Father John was drawing from her body. One minute he was burning her sex with hot wax, the next drawing her virgin climax. She was so confused, her hips moving back and forth, her pussy clamping on the fat fingers inside her. How could he provide both pain and pleasure to her body? This feeling ran from her sex, sending a shudder through her and a quick release of wetness between her legs. She gripped the fingers inside her, tightening on them, almost stopping them from moving in and out. She felt his other fingers squeeze her clit tightly, another shudder running through her body. Something was happening! She could not believe the pleasure that ran through her body, from the top of her head to the tip of her toes. His fingers continued to masturbate her, she didn’t care any longer, he continually wrenched more shudders from her body. His fingers sliding easier now, her vagina soaked, some of it running down the inside of her thigh.

Father John held her tightly, his fingers still pushed inside her but not moving as she finally finished climaxing. He pulled his fingers out, her juices glistening on them. He put them in his mouth, tasting the fragrant juices of Sally, her orgasm leaving her pussy wet. “Did you enjoy yourself, Sally?”

Sally closed her eyes and put her head down, not wanting to see Father John’s reaction, nor to allow him to see hers. “Don’t make me do that again,” she lied.

Father John stood up, his hands on Sally’s shoulders and began to apply pressure on them. “On your knees, Sally. It is time to drain the demon seed from my sword. In your mouth,” he ordered her.

She did not have time to react, falling heavily to her knees, his sword only inches from her face. She wet her lips as his hands drew her head closer to his hard sword.

“Open wide Sally. It is now time to serve your Lord,” pushing his hard cock between her lips, feeling the wet lips running over the head as it slid inside her mouth, feeling her hot breath on the bulbous head. “Yes, that is good, Sally. Now use your tongue, get it wet.”

Sally sucked on his sword like he had taught her, hoping to get it over with quickly. He would dump his seed in her mouth and she would be forced to swallow it again. She felt his hands on her head, gripping tightly, bobbing it back and forth on his sword. She put her hands on his legs, hoping to stop him from pushing too far in her mouth, but his hands slapped hers away. She gagged as the thick head hit the back of her mouth, trying to gain entrance to her throat. She licked all along his sword, feeling the veins running up the length of it, knowing that soon they would carry his filthy, demon seed out of his sword to fill her mouth. He pushed in hard, her lips pressed against his stomach, the hard sword deep in her throat, the spasm of her muscles massaging his flesh.

“Yes, Sally, so good. Now receive my demon seed, suck it from my loins and swallow it!” He pumped his cock into her mouth, looking into her innocent eyes as her lips wrapped tightly around him, her tongue moving all over as he shot inside her hot mouth.

Sally strangled on his hot, salty seed. It was so thick, filling and running down the corner of her mouth. She swallowed hard, almost choking on his sword as it pushed in deeper, a second load of seed filling her mouth. The taste lingered on her tongue as he shot a final load into her mouth, gagging again, forced to swallow his seed, her stomach filled.

Father John let his limp cock sit in her mouth, feeling her tongue move around it. Her eyes pleaded for him to take it out, but he loved the sight of her with her lips wrapped around it, even if it was now soft. He stroked her face, “such a nice mouth you have, Sally. Tomorrow I have something new for you. I think you’ll like it. You are very good at serving your Lord with the lovely body he has given you. As the Lord’s vessel, I will help you learn to serve him. Now lick off the demon seed from my sword and then you may leave. Tomorrow at the same time.” He felt her tongue run all over his cock, the flesh already beginning to harden again. “Yes, you are good.”

To Be Continued...