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Honeymoon Gone Awry Part II

Part 13

Honeymoon Gone Awry Part II Chapter 13


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WARNING:

This story is fiction, and should be treated as such. The following story is for the entertainment of ADULTS ONLY, and contains descriptions of explicit sex including bestiality.  If you are not an adult, or reading sex stories upsets you, DO NOT read any further. If it is illegal in your location, DO NOT read it.


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All characters are fictitious. Any resemblance to anyone either alive or dead is purely coincidental.


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Julie's visit with Pastor Edwards was all that Edgar could hope for and more.  Back at the Ranada Inn, he, along with Monica and Doug, watched on closed circuit TV all that transpired in the pastors office while it was being videotaped.


Doug was shocked by his wifes behavior as he watched his pastor do to his wife what he was never allowed to do. This only served to deepen the wedge that existed between them. He resented her more than ever for seducing their pastor and allowing him to use her in every hole. Only six weeks ago she had brushed him off and wouldnt even let him touch her. She went much further than Edgar required, and he knew it. He could see how much she enjoyed every minute of it. He saw a new side of his wife that day.


Doug was also disillusioned by his pastor of four years.  He gave in so easily to the lust of the flesh.  He did not fight the good fight.  Before today he held this man in high esteem. He looked up to him as his spiritual leader, but no longer. Jealousy raged through his veins as the pastor was seduced by his wife with him putting up little or no resistance.


"You are full of surprises, Julie," said Edgar as he watched her being milked by the Albino corn snakes.


"What do you mean, sir?" she asked.


"I have only seen your submissive side.  I was quite surprised when you took control and proceeded to humiliate Pastor Edwards.  I never expected that from you, and you seemed to enjoy degrading the poor man," he chuckled.


"I was mad and wanted to get back at him for being so weak," she said, the disappointment evident in her voice.


"Well, you certainly did that and more," he stated.


"What will you do with the tapes?"  she asked as the fire between her legs raged out of control. 


“Thats a very good question, and, of course, you and Doug have a right to know. After all, he is or should I say was your pastor, and wasnt he the one who inspired you to dedicate your lives to serving God in the first place?”


“Yes, he was,” Doug said bitterly.


“I feel like Ive been duped,” Julie replied with contempt. “I thought his faith was unshakable, but I was wrong. Im finding that people are not what they appear to be.”


At that moment Doug wanted to strike out at her but didnt dare. What right did she have to talk about people not appearing to be what they really were?  He fumed inside silently.


“Well, Pastor Edwards will get his just desserts. At first I was going to expose him to the world, but, upon further consideration, it would be to my advantage to simple keep him under my control much as you two are,” Edgar chuckled.


“Oh God, yes!” Julie wailed as the orgasm hit her unexpectedly.  She lay back in the chair as it washed over her, triggered by the serpents that were manipulating her tits.


“Such a slut,” Edgar remarked to Monica who was removing the snakes from the spasming girl. Monica again noticed the leakage from Julies nipples, however, now it was more opaque. This was a good sign. She was progressing nicely and soon would be producing milk. 


Doug looked on in disgust. She was always so hot and horny. He watched her cum multiple times in the pastors office not more than an hour ago, yet here she was getting off again. She was insatiable. She turned into such a slut in so short a period of time.


“This calls for a celebration, Monica. Lets take Julie and Doug out to dinner.


“What a wonderful idea, Edgar,” Monica replied.


If the newlyweds only knew what was in store for them in the coming weeks. Not many in their right mind would volunteer to be in their shoes.


Julie took a much needed shower and then dressed for her night out. This was a treat for her and Doug since they hadnt spent much time in public since their wedding day. She wore a low scoop neck top that left little to the imagination and a short skirt that bordered on illegal. The tops of her thigh high stockings were partially visible due to the shortness of her skirt, and the thong she wore only served to irritate her already sensitive labia. Six inch stiletto heels were a nice touch to her sluttish ensemble.


Edgar had reservations to the finest restaurant in Freehold. After all this was a night to celebrate for more reasons than one. He would be very busy over the course of the next few days as would Julie and Doug. Tonight was their last night together for a while. Tomorrow the newlyweds would be parting company and heading in different directions. Monica and Edgar had planned everything out very carefully.


They were seated in a booth with Edgar and Julie on one side while Monica and Doug sat together. Monica caressed Dougs leg as they looked over the menu. Her hand traveled up his thigh, and she could feel that he was hard. No Houdini Chastity Harness tonight. He would be wearing that again soon enough but not tonight. She felt a pang of regret knowing that this was the last time she would see him for awhile. He was also in for some rough training, and she wouldnt be there to protect him.


Edgar smiled as he thought back over the events of the day. This day certainly turned out to be very productive. Soon Pastor Edwards would be at his mercy thanks to Julie. That was his first order of business tomorrow, and, of course, there was that other matter he needed to attend to. He looked at the sultry vixen sitting next to him and took pride in the fact that she was his creation. He molded her into what she was today, and he wasnt finished with her yet. Her real training was about to begin.


“Julie, you have no idea how pleased I am with you,” Edgar said, running his hand over the exposed skin at the top of her stockings. She shivered at his touch. “You have exceeded my wildest expectations.”


Julie sat silently and said nothing as she licked her lips. She was filled with a sense of pride. She knew it was good to please Edgar, but she really went as far as she did in order to ensure her sisters safety. Deep down inside she had to admit that she also enjoyed the control she had over the pastor. She got incredibly aroused as he obeyed her like a puppy dog, but now she retreated back into her submissive nature. Only time would tell if the other, more assertive Julie would ever surface again.


“Who would believe that only seven weeks ago you were a virgin, untainted by the outside world?  There are many who would say that it was impossible for you to become such a nasty slut in such a short period of time, but look at you! Youre living proof that anything is possible. Tomorrow your real training begins,” he said.


“What do you mean?” she asked suspiciously.


“Tomorrow you and Monica are going on a vacation together.”


“A vacation?” Julie asked puzzled.


“Yes, think of it as a reward for a job well done, a sort of honeymoon, but it probably could more accurately be described as on the job training,” he smiled.


The waiter came and took their order. His eyes were riveted on Julies exposed cleavage which strained against the flimsy top that she was wearing.


“Where are we going, Edgar?” Doug asked eagerly after he left.


“Oh, my boy, youre not going anywhere,” Edgar explained. “You and Juanita will be returning to the estate, but dont worry shell keep you extremely busy. Youll be going through some training of your own.”


Monica looked sadly at Doug with her pouty lips.


“Itll be all right, baby. Juanita will take good care of you. Only Julie and I are going on this trip.”


“Yes, it should be quite exciting!” added Edgar. “Youll start off by flying to Tijuana for a week.”


“And then its off to Amsterdam,” added Monica. “Then well fly to Berlin for a few days, Julie. I think youll find this trip very exciting. Think of it as an advanced sex education course.”


Julie was apprehensive, knowing full well that whatever they had planned would be to Edgars benefit and not hers. Her clit throbbed in anticipation. What did she mean by an advanced sex education course?  


Doug was disappointed but said nothing. It wasnt just the fact this his bride was traveling to all of these exotic places. What bothered him even more than that was the fact that Monica was leaving him. He didnt like Juanita and knew what a bitch she could be. What plans did they have in store for him?


“You arent going with us, sir?” Julie asked.


“No, Julie, I have other things I need to attend to here. Ill be paying Pastor Edwards a visit tomorrow and meeting with another client.”


Their food arrived, and they enjoyed a fine meal. Monica soon had Dougs cock fully exposed under the table and was stroking his hard shaft which was leaking precum. This was her last opportunity to be with him for awhile.


Edgar fingered Julie during the meal, and in no time at all she was moaning. She looked at him through glazed eyes as he made her lick his fingers clean. She was so horny. She didnt understand what her problem was. She had already cum so many times today. Edgar himself was amazed. She hadnt received any drugs in over a week. Could it be that the little bitch was a latent nymphomaniac?


“Julie, the waiter went to get our check. Why dont you give him a little thrill when he gets back?” Edgar suggested.


“Give him a thrill?” she asked, still in a daze.


“This booth is fairly secluded. Why dont you lift up your top and let your tits hang free?” he suggested.


“Edgar, were in a public place!” she protested.


“It wasnt a request,” he retorted, giving her a warning look.


Julie was reluctant as she lifted her top exposing her massive tits. She feared that she might be seen by someone she knew. This was a public place, and it certainly was a possibility. If that happened, the whole church community would know what a slut she was. On the other hand, the prospect of the young waiter seeing her bare tits excited her.


The waiter returned with the check and stopped dead in his tracks. His mouth dropped open as his eyes focused on the largest pair of tits he had ever seen in his life. Julie smiled at him, knowing the role she was required to play.


“Thank you, young man,” Edgar said, taking the check from the waiter.


He stood paralyzed as his eyes were glued to the massive orbs that were the cause of the discomfort he was feeling.  His cock struggled to grow hard, confined in his slacks.


“Why dont you sit down and stop gawking,” Edgar suggested as he rose from his seat.


The young man slid into the seat next to Julie and continued to stare at her magnificent chest which was only inches from his face.


Edgar leaned in close to the waiter and whispered in his ear.


“This is your tip! You have five minutes to do anything you want to her,” Edgar said.


“Are you serious?” he asked in disbelief.


“I am very serious, but hurry up before I change my mind.”


The boy tentatively moved his shaky hands towards the succulent tits that were swaying slightly on the slut brides chest.  She was breathing heavily in anticipation and was shocked by the coldness of the hands that gently squeezed her sensitive flesh. She groaned as she laid her head back against the rear cushion of the booth.


“Squeeze them harder,” she instructed the lad.


He applied more pressure as he licked his lips, wondering if he dare kiss them.


“Squeeze my nipples!” she groaned, feeling totally ashamed of herself for allowing this stranger such liberties, but, at the same time aroused by the hands that were mauling her tits.


His hands quickly zeroed in on her nipples as he grasped the inch long nubs between his thumb and forefinger. He squeezed them gingerly as they stiffened ever more between his fingers.


“Harder! Squeeze them harder!” she groaned as she thrashed her head back and forth. The strangers hands, fondling her tits, were exciting her.


Doug watched with disgust as the scene unfolded before him.  Monica leaned over and took the head of his cock into her mouth. She sucked avariciously, knowing that this would be one of her last opportunities to taste his precious cum for quite some time. A total stranger was allowed to fondle his wifes tits while he was helpless to do anything. It should be him over there not some young waiter. It pissed him off that he was never allowed even to touch her. His day would come.


“Suck on them, damn it!” Julie groaned as she became bolder, thrusting her tits forward like a slut to give the lad better access.


Needing little encouragement, the waiter took her left nipple between his lips and sucked gently.


“Harder! Suck harder!”


Julie was use to the Albinos powerful sucking. This was nothing compared to them.


The boy obliged as he sucked harder while pulling and twisting her other nipple. He was getting the idea that she didnt like to be handled gently. She wanted it rough.


“Yes! Yes, thats it!” she moaned.


He switched to her other nipple and sucked voraciously as he saw the effect he was having on her. Her tits were in constant motion as he decided on a new course of action. He took her nipple between his teeth and clamped down hard on the sensitive tip.


Her head thrashed back and forth as she suppressed a scream that was certain to draw a great deal of unwanted attention. The boy liked her reaction as he pulled her trapped nipple out from her chest, distorting the shape of the massive tit. His left hand roamed downward and found her sopping wet pussy. He separated her fat labia and buried two fingers inside of her. He released her nipple and bit down on it.  She was disgusted with herself and excited at the same time as she thrust her chest forward, stifling yet another scream.


“Yes! Yes! Thats it,” she moaned, unable to help herself.  She knew she was nothing more than a slut, but the way he was treating her in public was exciting.


Several people walked by, curiosity seekers who tried to get a peek at what was going on in the booth. They could hear the commotion, but Edgar blocked any inquisitive eyes as he stood examining the check. The low light also helped to mask the bizarre scene that was being played out in the booth.


Monica by now had swallowed all of Dougs cock and was fucking his huge tool with her mouth. He was close to cuming as he watched his wife being mauled by the young man who was getting more aggressive with each passing moment. Besides biting her nipples, he resorted to slapping her tits with his right hand while he buried yet another finger up her overheated cunt. Edgar coughed, attempting to cover up the commotion that was going on in the booth.


“All right, time is up,” he said as he tapped the young man on the shoulder.


“But…” he started to protest.


“No, buts, I promised you five minutes, and its been longer than that,” he replied.


The waiter knew by Edgars tone of voice that it would do him no good to protest any further. He reluctantly removed his sopping wet hand from her steaming cunt.


“Let her clean it off for you,” suggested Edgar.


The boy watched as Julie took each of his fingers in her mouth and sucked them clean. She then trailed her tongue between his fingers to clean up any telltale drops of nectar that were left behind. The whole time she maintained eye contact with him. Just seeing the way he looked at her, got her hotter and hotter. She could just imagine what he was thinking. The poor boys cock was raging hard, but he would have to settle for lustful memories to feed his fantasies tonight. She groaned as he left the booth.


Monicas mouth traveled up Dougs cock as she reluctantly took it out of her mouth. He was so hard, and his cock was pulsing. Doug groaned as her succulent lips released his throbbing cock head.


“Monica, arent you…”


“Later, baby,” she cooed, placating the distressed groom.


Edgar took care of the check. Julie had already paid the tip, and the two horny newlyweds were taken back to the motel for their final night in Freehold.





Morning was a long time coming for Julie and Doug. Once they returned to the motel, Edgar had decided that moderation was in order. Julie was shackled to her bed alone except for the Albinos who faithfully ministered to her tits every four hours. With each feeding, the opaque liquid leaking from her nipples increased.  She would not orgasm again that day.


Edgar didnt want her to get the wrong impression. She needed to understand in no uncertain terms who was in charge.


Monica fully intended on satisfying Doug before the evening was over, but Edgar again intervened.  The groom was denied sexual gratification and felt the frustration of not being fulfilled for the first time in several weeks. It was an eye opener for him and served to drive home the point that he needed to try harder to perform as expected in order to be satiated.  Edgar intentionally did this since Juanita would be instructing and caring for Doug in the coming weeks. Hopefully this little reminder would ensure his complete cooperation.


Both newlyweds were irritable at breakfast.  Neither one got much sleep. Both were frustrated. Doug was especially distraught since Monica and Julie were leaving right after breakfast.  He never got the relief she promised him last night, and now he would be left alone with the Mexican.


After breakfast Edgar took the foursome to the airport. Monica and Julie departed on a fight for Tijuana while Juanita and Doug took a flight back to New York. Edgar was now free to attend to some urgent business. He already made an appointment with Pastor Edwards for 1:00 PM that afternoon.





Edgar was punctual and arrived at the church in plenty of time to keep his appointment.  He was anxious to see what mental frame of mind the pastor was in after his little tryst with Julie. He knocked on Pastor Edwardss door at precisely 1:00 PM.


“Come in,” came a voice from the other side of the door.


As Edgar entered the pastors office, the pastor rose from his chair and came around his desk to greet him.


“Its good to see you again,” the pastor welcomed him cordially.


“Thank you for seeing me on such short notice,” Edgar said.


“Nonsense, any friend of Julie and Dougs is a friend of mine,” he replied. “Please sit down.”


Edgar sat as the pastor returned to his own chair behind his desk.


“How can I be of assistance to you?” the pastor asked.


“Im somewhat disappointed in what happened here yesterday,” Edgar began.


“What do you mean?” the pastor asked cautiously, squirming in his chair.


“Julie was quite upset when she returned to the motel last night,” he stated.


“I dont understand. Why was Julie upset?” he feigned ignorance.


“You disappoint me. Lets stop playing games, pastor.  Besides youre not a very good liar. You know as well as I what happened here yesterday,” Edgar said.


The pastor clasped his hands together and lowered his head as if in deep thought. He then slowly looked up at Edgar.


“I wasnt going to say anything, Edgar, but Julie wasnt herself when she came to my office yesterday,” he said.


“Mark, it is alright if I call you Mark, isnt it?” Edgar inquired.


“Yes, of course,” replied the pastor.


“Mark, lets stop the charades. I have everything on video,” he said as he held up a DVD.


The pastor looked stunned. It was as if someone had driven him like a stake into the ground.


“What do you mean?” he stammered.


“Your office was wired, Mark. You were set up,” Edgar replied.


“Thats impossible!” he exclaimed.


“Do you have a DVD player on your computer?” Edgar asked.


“Yes, of course,” the pastor said curtly.


Edgar handed him the DVD and the pastor hesitantly put it in the player. Windows Media player opened and there was Julie in living color on the screen and the pastor was speaking.


“Its so good to see you again, Julie. Ive prayed for you every day during your absence. I prayed that God would return you and Doug to us safely.”


“Its all there, Mark, right up until she left. You put on quite a performance, but Im not too sure what your parishioners might think of you if they were to see this.”


“What do you want?” Pastor Edwards asked gravely.


“What do you think I want?” Edgar asked.


“I dont have any money,” he said quietly.


“I dont want any money.”


“Do you want me to resign?”


“No, of course, not. Lets not get drastic!” Edgar said, smiling.


“Then what do you want?”


“I want your cooperation.”


“My cooperation?  I dont understand,” he said, puzzled.


“There will be times when I will ask you to do certain things for me. You might find these things distasteful, but thats the price youll have to pay for my silence and to insure that this video isnt released to the media and your parishioners.”


“What kind of things?” the pastor asked defeated.


“I dont know, Mark. Theres nothing I want you to do right at this moment,” Edgar chuckled.


“What if I say no?” he asked.


“Then copies of this video will be distributed to every member of your church, the media, and uploaded to the Internet.”


Pastor Mark Edwards folded his hands together and bent his head over. He was silent for quite some time. It almost looked as if he was praying. Edgar gave him time to think things over. He wanted the seriousness of the situation to sink in. He knew he had him right where he wanted him. What choice did he have unless he wanted to leave the ministry in disgrace?


“I never intended for anything like this to happen.  I wanted to help Julie and Doug. I just wasnt strong enough to resist her,” he said with remorse.


“Julie is hard to resist,” Edgar added.


“Youre not giving me much of a choice, are you?” he said.


“Not if you want to remain in the ministry,” Edgar replied.


There was a long pause as the pastor considered.


“What would I do? Ive devoted my life to serving God and the church. I dont know anything else. You win. You leave me no other option,” he relented.


“Thats wonderful, Mark. Im sure well develop a very good working relationship,” Edgar said as he rose. “I must be going. Youll hear from me soon.”


“Yes, Im sure I will,” the pastor said quietly as he watched Edgar walk over to the door and leave.


He broke down in tears.


“Oh Lord, forgive me for the sins I have committed,” he intoned as his head fell forward on his folded arms





The meeting with Pastor Mark Edwards went much better than Edgar expected. He certainly thought there would be more resistance from him, but there wasnt. He now knew the wimpy man of God was at his beckon call. 


There was only one more piece of business to attend to in Freehold.  When Edgar met Andrea Matthews for lunch in Lake Placid, they had discussed her plans for the future. She mentioned that she was traveling to Freehold this week in order to attend freshman orientation at Landover Bible School. Edgar saw this as a marvelous opportunity and took the liberty to make plans to meet her for dinner since he was also coincidentally going to be in Freehold to visit his old friend, Pastor Edwards.


Andrea, being young and naive, wasnt suspicious of the fact that Edgar just happened to be going to Freehold, of all places, when she was there. The thought never crossed her mind that this was much more than a coincidence.


Andrea was staying on campus, but Edgar couldnt risk being seen with her. He made arrangements to meet her for dinner at the same restaurant he had taken Julie and Doug the night before. 


When he arrived at the restaurant, Andrea was already there waiting for him. He quickly surveyed her as she sat primly in the reception area. You could definitely tell that she was Julies sister. She wasnt quite as tall maybe 5 8”, but her chest, like her sisters, was magnificent. She was as large as or maybe even slightly larger than Julie before her breast augmentation. She did share her sisters slight frame which only served to accentuate her magnificent breasts. Her eyes were the same color blue, but her hair was more brown than auburn unlike her sister.


Edgar walked up to her with a warm and inviting smile as he looked into her eyes, the eyes of a child. There was no knowledge of the world in their gleaming depths; no experience of men or women, only a trusting innocence that would be her undoing.


“Andrea, how wonderful it is to see you again,” he said warmly as he embraced her.


“Oh, thank you so much for asking me out to dinner,” she replied, beaming. “I was really getting tired of the food on campus.”


“The pleasure is all mine,” he said as he sized her up.


The hostess led them to a table, and they enjoyed a leisurely meal. Andrea was so bubbly and her trusting and innocent manner was like a breath of fresh air. She possessed many of the qualities that her sister once possessed,  a strong faith in God, a love of family, a desire to serve, and a trust in the inherit goodness of man. Little did she know that Edgar did not share the same sentiments.  If she was a little more perceptive and a better judge of character, she would not be sitting here with this man right now, but she had led a very insular life and was never exposed to the harsher realities of the outside world. This would be her undoing.


“So how is your week of orientation going?” Edgar asked.


“Oh my God, theyre keeping us so busy, Edgar. I have no time for myself,” she laughed.


“There must be a great deal to learn,” he added.


“Oh yes, this is so different than high school,” she said.


“What are your plans for the rest of the week?” he asked.


“Well, I was able to free up some time to meet with the pastor of Freehold Evangelical Church,” she replied.


“Youre meeting with Pastor Edwards?” Edgar asked.


“Why, yes! Do you know him?” Andrea inquired.


“Yes, he is an old acquaintance of mine,” he replied.


“My, what a small world,” Andrea beamed innocently.


Edgar had every intention of leaving the girl alone for the time being, but this could be a real opportunity for him. He implied that he would not pursue Julies sister, but he never actually promised her. He would love to add her to his acquisitions and turn her into a slut like her sister.


“When is your meeting?” Edgar asked.


“2:00 PM tomorrow afternoon. I have several orientation meetings in the morning but my afternoon is free,” she replied.


“Well, be sure to say hello to Pastor Edwards for me,” he added.


A plan was forming in Edgars devious mind. He wanted to consult with Monica, but there was no time. He had to act quickly.


“Oh, I will, Edgar. I really cant wait to see him again. He was such an inspiration to Julie and supported her throughout her four years of school. She talked about him all the time. He inspired her to live what she believed, and because of him she grew closer to the Lord,” Andrea spoke enthusiastically about the pastor.


“Yes, he truly is a fine man, and Im sure your time with him will be very productive,” he replied.


“Oh, I hope so. There are times when my faith wavers, and I need someone who can anchor me in the word of God,” she said. “I really want to have the kind of faith Julie and Doug have. Ive always envied them and their commitment to the Lord,” she said.


They finished their meal, and then Edgar dropped Julie off on campus. He still had a great deal to do before the night was over. It was too bad Andrea was dressed so conservatively. He wanted to get a better look at her. The girl was so modest that she didnt even have any cleavage showing. Oh well, there would be time enough for that later.





Meanwhile Monica and Julie arrived in Tijuana. They were staying in Tijuanas red-light district.  This area was littered with Tijuana brothels and strip clubs. The strip clubs in Tijuana were typically full-contact, in which the dancers allowed patrons to fondle their parts. The dancers also solicited their services which typically tended to be pricier than those of the street Tijuana prostitutes. Monica made arrangements for Julie to work in The Devils Inn one of the more popular strip clubs. 


Here Julie would spend one week working as a prostitute in the club. She would dance on stage and learn how to strip down to nothing while men were allowed to fondle her and verbally abuse her. She would also spend part of her time serving drinks to the customers. She could not refuse them anything they wanted if they were willing to pay the price whether it be a lap dance or a trip to a private room to be used at the whim of the paying customer. No holes were barred. Her only purpose was to please the men that paid for her services. Monica drove home the point that she was nothing more than a whore, bought and paid for.


The Albinos continued to feast on her luscious tits, and the discharge from her nipples increased with each passing day.  Because of her strict milking schedule, on her second night at the club she couldnt avoid dancing on stage with the serpents wrapped around her mammoth tits. The men went crazy at the bizarre and unusual sight, and her popularity increased.


“Look at those fucking snakes!” one customer called out.


“The puta loves it!” yelled another.


“Id like to get my hands on those jugs!” another added.


Their comments were rude and demeaning, but it strangely excited Julie as they verbally abused her. She got wetter and wetter and wanted to cum so badly. She walked down the short runway that jutted out from the middle of the stage in her six inch stiletto heels. The snakes still sucked avariciously on her tits as she enticed the old men that were ogling her.


Monica, standing off to the side, could see the change in Julie as she welcomed the negative attention they were giving her. She was thriving on the verbal abuse they were heaping upon her. She walked up on the stage and removed the Albinos from her tits.


“No, leave them,” she begged.


“Poor, baby,” Monica taunted her. “Do you need more attention?”


“Oh God, yes!” she moaned as she wrapped her hands around her heaving tits.


“Dont touch yourself!” Monica hissed.


Julie dropped her hands to her sides, pleading with her eyes as she undulated to the loud music.


“The slut wants some attention. Would you gentlemen oblige?” Monica called out to the audience of lecherous old men.


“Shit, yes!” one yelled out.


“Let me at the puta!” yelled another.


Julie continued to dance, exposing her hard, throbbing clit that was begging to be touched. Her tits bobbed up and down seductively on her chest, yearning for attention.


“Lie down, slut!” Monica ordered.


Julie moaned as she dropped to her knees and spread herself out on the runway. 


“Spread your legs wide!” Monica ordered.


Julie immediately obeyed as her exposed, bloated cunt lips pulsated.


“Give me your teeth!” Monica directed.


She moaned, feeling ashamed as she removed her dentures from her mouth in front of all these strangers and handed them to the black Amazon.


Gasps and whispers permeated the odd assembly as they waited like vultures ready to pounce on their victim.


“Now smile at your audience and beg them to touch you!” she commanded.


“Oh God, please touch me,” she begged with pleading eyes as she licked her lips and smiled a toothless grin. She felt totally humiliated as they stared back at her unbelievingly, but deep inside the shame she felt brought her closer and closer to an orgasm.


Hardened as they were, this group of men had never seen a puta such as this. They reached out and handled her roughly as she groaned and encouraged them. One old man buried two dirty fingers up her cunt as another slapped her ass hard. Two mouths were glued to her tits as they sucked, bit, and pulled on her hard, throbbing nipples. Hands were everywhere touching and feeling and probing every inch of her body. One man grabbed her by the hair and buried his dirty cock down her throat. It was then that she had her first of many orgasms.


The rough treatment and disrespect they showed her is what turned her on the most. She fed on their ill treatment of her and craved even more. The more they abused and insulted her, the better she liked it.


The debauchery continued for several hours until every one of them had dropped their load in one of her openings. Many of them came twice, and all this time Julie felt like such a low life. Her body was covered in cum as they rubbed it all over her. Her hair glistened with the white, sticky stuff, and every breath she took filled her lungs with the distinct odor of their discharge, but she didnt care. She was in orgasmic bliss.


She willingly catered to every demand they made of her. The more she was humiliated, the more disgusted she was with herself and the more she came. Another orgasm ripped through her body as she buried her tongue up an old mans ass. The disgusting deed revolted her but excited her even more as she thought of how low she had sunk in such a short period of time.


That night singled her out as the most sought after puta at the club. For the rest of the week there was no rest for this slut as her fame spread far and wide throughout the town.  She lost count of the number of men she serviced each night, and, as she was further humiliated, she lost count of the number of times she orgasmed as they used and abused her. 




At the same time Doug arrived back at Edgars estate with Juanita. The first night back was relatively quiet although the Mexican never removed the Houdini chastity harness from Dougs tortured cock. By the following morning, he was hornier than hell and would do just about anything to have an orgasm.


Reality set in when Juanita showed him the new butt plug that he would be wearing by the time Edgar and Monica returned.


“Doug, this is for you,” she said as she held up the plug. “You have taken two inch plugs very nicely, but Monica wants you stretched even more. My job is to insure that you can accommodate this little beauty before she returns,” Juanita explained.


“Its too damn big. Youll kill me,” Doug protested.


Juanita walked up to him and slapped him across the face.


“Would you even consider speaking to Edgar or Monica like that?” she hissed.


“No,” he admitted as he recovered from the unexpected, stinging blow to his face and ego.


“You will do as you are told, or it will be a very long three weeks for you,” Juanita warned. “Theres nothing that says I have to let you cum especially if youre difficult and uncooperative.”


Juanita was laying down the law, and letting Doug know in no uncertain terms that she was in charge and would be obeyed.


“Let me show you your new friend that will soon be residing up your ass,” Juanita teased as she removed his Houdini chastity belt and stroked his cock back to life.


The plug she held up before him was six inches long. At its widest point it was three inches in diameter and tapered down to one inch for easier insertion. It had a flared base that insured that it couldnt be inserted too far. This plug was the largest in a set that came in increments of ¼ inch from two inches up to the three inch monster that she now held before him.


Well start with the two inch one and work you up to the three inch plug. Youll wear the plug 24/7 except when you have to defecate, or when I decide to clean you out with a good enema.”


Doug groaned. He was at her mercy and had no recourse whatsoever.


“If youre a really good boy and cooperate, I may let you eat my pussy as a reward,” she whispered in his ear and then trailed kisses down his neck. “And if youre exceptionally good, Ill let you cum. Wouldnt you like to have my lips wrapped around your hard, fat cock?”


“Oh, God, yes, Juanita,” he eagerly said.


“Miss Juanita! You are to call me Miss Juanita,” she insisted.


Doug nodded, willing to agree to anything.


“Yes, Miss Juanita,” he replied obediently.


Why was his rectum being stretched to that obscene diameter? What did Monica have in store for him?






Back in Freehold Edgar called Pastor Mark Edwards on his cell phone after dropping Andrea off at the Landover Bible School campus.


“Hello, Mark, this is Edgar.” 


“Yes?” he said somewhat reserved.


“I have something for you to do,” he said.


There was silence at the other end.


“Are you there, Mark?” Edgar asked irritated.


“Yes, Im here. What do you want?” he asked, dreading this call and what he might be force to do.


“Well, I understand you have an appointment with a young lady tomorrow afternoon,” Edgar explained.


“Are you referring to Andrea Matthews?” he asked.


“As a matter of fact I am,” Edgar chuckled.


“What do you want from her? Shes only a child just out of high school and attending the bible school this fall,”


“There has been a change of plans for her future, and youre going to help make it a reality. Ill be dropping off something that I want you to put in her drink. This will relax her to the point that youll be able to do just about anything you want to her,” Edgar explained.


“Edgar, you cant expect me to …”


“Listen to me, Mark. I expect you to do everything I say without question. You know the consequences otherwise,” Edgar warned.


“What do you want me to do?” he asked with resignation in his voice.


“After she has taken this drug, it will be quite easy for you to get her to take off her clothes. Shell be aroused and not thinking straight. Its important that her breasts are at least exposed. Then all you have to do is to get her to suck on your cock so that you cum in her mouth and all over her face.”


“You cant be serious. This is so wrong. Its a sin! You cant expect me to go against everything that I believe in,” he protested.


“Oh, but what you did with her sister, Julie, was all right, wasnt it?” Edgar chided him.


“That was different!” he exclaimed


“All sin is equal in the eyes of the Lord. You should know that better than anyone, Mark,” he said.


There was silence at the other end.


“Well?”


“All right, you win. Ill do it, but I curse you for making me commit another sin,” he said, trapped.


“Good! Ill drop the drug off to you later this evening, and remember, Mark, dont try anything stupid because I will expose you if you do,” Edgar warned.


Edgar was very pleased with himself. Not only did he have Julie, but he also managed to gain control of one of the most influential clergyman in Freehold, not to mention the fact that Julies young, innocent sister would soon be under his control.





Andrea attended an orientation session the following morning. She loved the campus and felt so much closer to God here. She couldnt believe that, like her older sister, Julie, she too would be spending four years at Landover Bible School. It was a dream come true.


She grabbed a late lunch and then prepared for her 2:00 PM meeting with Pastor Edwards. She was so excited. She saw him only briefly at her sisters wedding, but now she was going to finally spend some quality time with him. The wisdom and knowledge he possessed would surely help her grow closer to the Lord over the next four years spent at Landover.


She arrived at Freehold Evangelical Church at precisely 2:00 PM. Pastor Edwards was outside waiting for her.


“Andrea!”


“Hello, Pastor Edwards.”


“Oh Andrea, it is so good to see you again,” Pastor Edwards said warmly as he embraced the young girl. “Julie has spoken very highly of you.”


“I cant believe Im finally here in Freehold!” she exclaimed.


“Lets go inside where we can talk,” he said.


Andrea was so happy to be here, and the pastor was treating her so special.


“Can I get you something to drink? Would you like some coffee, tea, a coke?”


“A coke would be fine, thank you,” she replied.


The pastor opened a can of Coke and filled a glass with ice. After pouring the coke, he added the white powder that Edgar gave him, making sure that all of it dissolved before giving it to her.


He felt terrible doing this to such a young, innocent girl. According to Edgar the GHB he added to her coke would make her feel less inhibited and would increase her sensuality.

“Here you are,” he said, handing her the drink.


Andrea sat across from the pastor as he took the seat behind his desk.  It was so good to be here. She knew she would love attending this church and looked forward to the many new things the pastor would teach her. She sipped on her Coke as they talked.


“So how do you like Landover Bible School?” he asked casually.


“Oh, everyone there is wonderful,” she replied. “And theyve all been very helpful.”


“Its one of the finest bible colleges in the country,” the pastor added.


“Yes, thats what my father said too,” Andrea smiled.


They engaged in small talk for a few more minutes while getting to know each other a little better. Andrea so much wanted to make a good impression. This was really the first opportunity for her to speak with the pastor and get to know him a little better. She never got a chance to talk to him when he attended Julie and Dougs wedding in Lake Placid.


Edgar told Mark that after around ten minutes the aphrodisiac would start to take effect. He could see that she was looking flushed and somewhat disoriented as she sipped on her coke.


“I feel so lightheaded, pastor,” Andrea said somewhat embarrassed.


“Are you warm?” he asked concerned.


“Yes, just a little,” she replied.


“Why dont you finish your Coke, and Ill check the temperature in here,” he suggested.


Andrea gulped down the rest of her Coke quickly and started to giggle.


The drug he gave her was working. She was feeling lightheaded and found it hard to concentrate. She forced herself to focus in order to understand what Pastor Edwards was saying.  Her eyes were glued to the bulge in his slacks.  This was the same drug that worked so well on Julie and Doug.


“Its only 70 degrees in here, Andrea,” he said.


“God, why am I so lightheaded. I felt fine this morning.  I dont know whats wrong with me, pastor,” she slurred.


The pastor went into the bathroom to get a cool wash cloth.  He came back and held it to her forehead for several minutes.


“Is that helping?” he asked concerned.


“Not really, sir, but it feels good.”


“I hope youre not coming down with something. Why dont you unbutton your blouse? That might help cool you off,” suggested the pastor.


“Do you really think I should?” she asked innocently.


“Theres really no harm in it. After all, Im your pastor now,” he smiled.


“I guess youre right,” she agreed naively accepting the faulty reasoning as she started to undo the buttons on her white blouse.


If she was thinking rationally and not under the influence of this drug, she would realize that this was totally inappropriate behavior on her part, and even more inappropriate for the pastor to suggest such a thing.


Pastor Edwards took the cool washcloth and patted her face, and then moved lower to pat the top of her exposed breasts. He could see that she was almost as big as Julie, and gazing upon those young luscious breasts made him hard.


“Oh God, have mercy on my wretched soul!” he prayed.


She liked the feel of the cool washcloth as the pastor ran it across the top of her breasts. It made her pussy tingle, and she could tell that for some strange reason she was getting wetter. She never felt like this before.  Her whole body felt alive and sensitive to even the clothing that was rubbing against her.


“Are you feeling any better?” he asked.


The fire burning in the young innocent girl increased as Pastor Edwards continued to swab her exposed breasts. No male had ever been that close to her private parts before. The sensations she was feeling were all so new and wonderful. She was experiencing feelings that she had never felt before. She had a difficult time coping and wasnt quite sure how to handle herself.


“I dont know whats wrong with me. Ive never felt like this before. Thank you for being so kind and understanding, pastor,” she said as she touched his hand.


His crotch was almost at eye level. She couldnt take her eyes off of the bulge in his pants.  For some strange reason this excited her.  She couldnt think straight or focus on anything right now. At the same time she was disgusted with herself for having such impure thoughts. My God, he was a minister!


“Are you feeling any better, Andrea?” the pastor asked.


“I just feel so… I dont know how to explain it. Its so strange,” she replied incoherently, finding it hard to focus on what she was saying.


“This isnt good, and Im concerned about you. Normally I wouldnt suggest this, but under the circumstances I think it might be wise for you to remove your blouse,” he suggested.


At first Andrea was shocked at the suggestion, and then, the more she thought about it, the more sense it made. She was hot, and now felt a heat starting to build in the pit of her stomach. She slowly unbuttoned and then removed her blouse. She folded it neatly before setting it down. She sat there with her large white bra covering her huge breasts. Her hard nipples pushed against the fabric of her bra, further inflaming the poor, innocent girl. It was a pleasant feeling and one that she often suppressed as she was growing up, but now she was losing control as her nipples pushed demandingly against her bra.


Pastor Edwards struggled with his own conscience, knowing that what he was doing was wrong and a sin against God.


“How can I do this to such a fine young lady?” he thought as he eyed her creamy white cleavage.


He knew that he should put his faith in God and let this girl go. He was the one who sinned. Why should she have to pay the price for his sins?  He should suffer the consequences for his actions, but he was weak and couldnt face being disgraced and thrown out of the church that he had worked so hard to build.


“Are you feeling any better?” he asked, hating himself for what he was doing to this innocent child.


“Im still lightheaded, pastor. Im sorry to be such a problem,” she said as she continued to focus on the bugle in his pants.


Andreas nipples grew even harder when she saw that the pastor was getting hard.  Chills ran up and down her spine as her nipples continued to poke against the fabric of her bra, begging to be free. What was the matter with her? Why was she acting this way? It was almost as if she didnt have control over her own feelings and emotions.


“Let me see,” the pastor said as he felt her forehead. “Yes, you definitely are warm.”


He then felt her cheeks that were flushed. Then his hands moved down to her shoulders and the back of his hands felt the exposed top of her huge breasts.


Andrea jumped slightly at his touch. A warning flashed through her mind, but she ignored it. His action was innocent.  She knew he was concerned about her, but the tingling she felt in her pussy filled her with shame. Why was her clit so hard? It tingled and felt so good.


“Am I going to be all right?” asked the poor girl, now worried but open to suggestion.


Pastor Edwards just couldnt continue this charade. He was taking advantage of an innocent girl. With Julie it was different. She had seduced him although he was weak and gave in to the lust of the flesh, but with Andrea it was different. He was playing the part of the wolf in sheeps clothing.  What he was doing was unconscionable. He prayed that God would give him the strength to stop this madness.  He would simple have to face the consequences of his actions even if it meant that his reputation and career would be ruined.


“Why dont you remove your bra, Andrea? That might help,” he heard himself say.


What on earth was he doing? It was if he was being driven by some outside force, a demented desire for self-preservation coupled with a lustful desire to see her naked breasts.


“Do you really think I should, pastor?” Andrea asked hesitantly.  Deep in the back of her mind a small voice was warning her, but it was faint, and she ignored it.


“Oh, yes, Andrea. I really think it would help,” he insisted.


“I suppose youre right. Its not that I feel sick, pastor.  Its like my body is burning up or something,” she said as she reached behind her back and undid the clasp holding her bra in place. She then removed her bra, exposing her luscious breasts to the leering pastors eyes. Her nipples stood out hard and proud as they were exposed to the air. Her breasts were so large and firm. They almost defied gravity as they swayed on her chest.


The pastor grew harder as he gazed upon her chest and was overcome by lust. All sense of reason and propriety was forgotten.


Andrea didnt fully realize what she was doing as the drug seemed to take away her inhibitions and any sense of propriety.


“I think I know what part of your problem is, Andrea,” he said as he patted her breasts with the cool washcloth.


“Whats that, pastor,” Andrea said now feeling totally detached as if she was in a dream. The washcloth felt nice on her breasts. She didnt want him to stop.


Pastor Edwards ran the cool washcloth over her hard nipples. The girl shivered every time the cloth brushed across those sensitive tips. She liked it.


“Is this helping?” asked the pastor.


“Im not sure, sir. It feels nice,” she stammered.


“What do you mean, Andrea?” the pastor feigned ignorance.


“The wash cloth feels nice but…”


“Andrea, youre a young woman now, and youre probably feeling what many young girls your age experience.”


“Do you really think so?” she asked naively.


“Oh yes, most definitely,” he replied. “Let me demonstrate for you.”


He reached down and took her long, hard nipples between his thumb and forefingers and squeezed them.


“Ohhhhhhhhh!” she groaned as the fire burning in her loins was further fanned by this single action. It felt so good.


“See how hard your nipples are? I think you feel warm because youre sexually aroused,” the pastor said, hating himself for what he was doing.


“Sexually aroused?” she asked, riddled with guilt as she felt her clit throb and tingle incessantly.  She knew he was right and what she was feeling was wrong, but she didnt listen to the small faint voice within her, trying to be heard.


“Oh, I know Im right, Andrea, and I think I know how you can relieve that sexual tension youre feeling,” he said as he unzipped his slacks and let them fall to the floor.


Andrea sat there with goose bumps all over her body. She had been eyeing the bulge in his slacks since he first walked over to her. She knew this was wrong and that the thoughts she was having were sinful, but she couldnt help herself.


“Take it out, Andrea,” he ordered.


“I dont think…”


“Dont think, Andrea, just do it!”


Andrea couldnt think clearly. She reached forward tentatively, obeying him only because of the sensations that were coursing through her body. Her hands were shaking as she tucked her fingers under the waistband of his underwear and slowly pulled them down, freeing the pastors long hard cock.


He stepped out of his underwear as she stared at his throbbing shaft with her mouth agape. She had never in her life seen a cock before. She had no idea what one looked like, but now she was mere inches away from her pastors stiff shaft. Deep down inside she knew that what she was doing was wrong, but for some reason she didnt care. Under normal circumstances she would never allow herself to get into a situation like this, but the drug she was given prevented her from thinking rationally and besides this was her new pastor whom she trusted.


“Youve never seen one before, have you?” he asked.


“No, sir, never,” she said unable to take her eyes off of it. She was salivating as she gazed upon the naked shaft.


“It wont bite you! Why dont you touch it,” he suggested.


She tentatively moved her right hand forward and touched the top of his long shaft. He could see that she was eyeing his balls.


“Those are my testicles. You may touch them too,” he encouraged her.


Andrea cupped his balls with her small, delicate hands.  She licked her lips as her mouth watered at the sight of the pastors magnificent cock.


“Dont do that! It is so wrong. You are sinning,” the small faint voice warned her, but it was distant and nothing more than a whisper. Her hard, throbbing clit and the increasing wetness between her legs demanded her attention.  She couldnt think rationally.


Pastor Edwards felt such anguish and disgust with himself for not being strong enough to face up to his own wrongdoing. How would he be able to live with himself after today?  How could he stand in the pulpit and preach Gods word when he was such a hypocrite himself.


“Pastor, please forgive me. Im so ashamed of myself!” Andrea said, now filled with a sense of remorse.


“Stand up, Andrea,” the pastor directed her in a soft, compassionate voice.


Andrea stood up before him. Her breasts shimmied as she rose from the chair. They were absolutely magnificent and would be hard for any man to resist.


“You are beautiful, Andrea.”


“Thank you, sir,” she said, feeling giddy.


“Theres no reason to feel ashamed.  Youre a beautiful child of God. Youre so warm because of the sexual tension youre feeling.  If we can get rid of that tension, I think youll feel much better,” the pastor explained.


Andrea nodded. In her present state of mind, this made sense to her.


“I want you to trust me, my child, and do exactly as I say,” the pastor instructed.


Andrea nodded again, but the voice in her head was more insistent.


“Run, Andrea, run! Get out of there!” She ignored it.


“Now clasp your hands behind your neck. Then Ill see if I can relieve your tension somewhat.”


The poor child naively obeyed the man she trusted, knowing he would do nothing that would put her in harms way.


She looked ravishing as her large tits jutted out from her chest so invitingly.  It was almost as if she was offering  them up to him. The good pastor couldnt resist as he squeezed her virgin tits, sending chills up and down her spine.


“Oh, pastor!” she moaned as her breasts were touched by a man for the first time. “Should you really be doing that?”


“Trust me! I know what Im doing. You are a sexual being, Andrea, and what you are feeling is perfectly normal.  God created you that way.”


He worked his hands all over her flesh, kneading the massive mammaries until his fingers worked their way over to her hard nipples. He grasped them and squeezed hard, eliciting another groan from the young woman.


“Oh my!” she exclaimed as she experienced sensations that she had never experienced before. She was so wet, and her pussy was dripping.


She knew this was wrong, but the sensations coursing through her body were overpowering.


“Does that feel good, Andrea?”


“Oh, yes!” she exclaimed.


“And we know all good things come from God,” the pastor explained.


This made sense to the drugged girl.


Then Pastor Edwards leaned over and took her right nipple between his lips and sucked.


“Oh my God!” she groaned as she was overcome by a chill that ran up and down her spine.


“Do you like that, Andrea?” he asked.


“Oh, yes, pastor,” she replied as he caught her nipple between his teeth and bit down gently.


She jumped. This was too much for her. There were so many new sensations that were assaulting her young body, sensations that were overpowering and made it impossible for her to think straight.


The pastor was unrelenting as he attacked her other nipple, giving it the same treatment.


“Ooooohhhh!” she moaned as her hips moved involuntarily with the fire that was building in her loins.


He released her left nipple and ordered her to her knees. She looked at him with lust filled eyes as she quickly obeyed. Deep down inside she knew this was wrong, but she was now driven by the fire that was raging out of control.


“Now, kiss my cock, Andrea, and I guarantee that youll feel much better,” the pastor encouraged her.


Andrea, overcome with all these new emotions, obeyed him without question. She puckered her lips and kissed the tip of his cock.


Pastor Edwards laughed at her inexperience. Bur why was he laughing? Only yesterday he was a virgin who never saw a woman naked.


“Not like that, Andrea. Use your tongue,” he directed her.


She ran her tongue tentatively over the head of his large cock. There was a clear liquid oozing out of his piss hole, and she liked how it tasted. She lapped it up and then licked his long shaft, enjoying his manly taste, but the voice in her head was insistent and tried to force itself into her conscious mind.


“Youre doing very well, Andrea. Youre a fast learner and will do well at Landover Bible School. Now take one of my testicles in your mouth and suck gently on it,” he said.


He hated what he was doing to this innocent child. He was corrupting her when he should be the one leading her down the path of righteousness, but the lust burning in his own loins eased his conscience for the time being.


“Very good. Now take my cock head in your mouth and suck on it like a lollipop,” he directed her.


Andrea, thrilled by the new feelings that were filling her, did as the pastor directed.


“Look up at me as you suck my cock,” he ordered.


She looked up at him with her beautiful blue eyes that were now glazed over. Her whole body was on fire, and she wished he would suck on her breasts some more. She liked the feel of his lips wrapped around her nipples.


“This is wrong. You shouldnt be doing that. It is a sin!” But the faint voice within her went unheeded.


Pastor Edwards looked down at the eighteen year old and couldnt believe how gorgeous she was. Her massive breasts swayed on her chest as she sucked on the head of his cock. Curiosity got the best of him as he reached for her bra to check her bra size. She was a 34 DD. Indeed she was larger than Julie before she had her augmentation.


“Youre doing fine, my child. Now take more of my cock into your mouth,” he said as he held her head and drove his cock forward towards the back of her throat. “Wonderful!”


The pastor couldnt believe that this young, innocent girl was here in his office on her knees, naked from the waist up with his cock in her mouth.  He could feel the power he had over her. All feelings of guilt dissipated as his cock was poised to enter her throat.


Andrea was light-headed and sensed that what she was doing was wrong, but her throbbing clit and juicing pussy told another story so she ignored the faint, insistent voice filling her head. She just couldnt help herself even though she knew this defied everything she believed in. Her father had warned her about the sins of the flesh.


Then overcome by the cock filling her mouth, she started to spasm as her first orgasm assaulted her young, innocent body. She convulsed out of control as her clit tingled and her pussy gushed forth her sweet nectar.


She groaned as Pastor Edwards, thinking only of protecting his own reputation, pushed forward as the poor girl started to gag. Unable to enter her throat on his first attempt, he mercifully withdrew his cock from her mouth and allowed her to get some air.


“God, please have mercy on my retched soul. The flesh is weak, and I have sinned. Forgive me in the name of Jesus and deliver me from evil,” Pastor Edwards prayed.


He thought of simply letting her go before this went any further, but then he thought of Edgar and the price he would have to pay to save her.  He just couldnt do it. He was weak. He couldnt face the ridicule and disgrace he would have to suffer. Besides there was no way for him to explain away what had happened here already. It had gone too far for him to turn back now.


“Listen, Andrea, you need to open your mouth real wide, and pretend youre swallowing a grapefruit. Can you do that for me?” he asked as he took her nipples between his thumb and forefinger and applied pressure.


Andrea nodded her head as his manipulation of her breasts kept the fire burning brightly. Her eyes were glazed, still feeling the effects of her orgasm as she innocently looked up at him.


The pastor worked his cock to the back of her virgin throat once again.


“Now, open wide! Pretend youre swallowing a grapefruit!” he ordered as he grabbed her by the head and pushed hard driving his cock into her throat.


Her eyes went wide, and she moaned around the huge cock that invaded her throat. The drug helped suppress her gag reflex as his cock began to disappear from view, but she could still see a good amount of exposed cock. If the truth be known, six inches of cock was buried in her mouth and throat, but five inches were still exposed.


The pastor reveled in the tightness of her throat. This was only the second time his shaft had felt the warm confines of a womans throat. The first time was with Julie.  He grew excited as he pushed forward, burying another inch of cock.


The voice in Andreas head was more insistent and grew louder, demanding to be heard. Suddenly, the reality of the situation hit her. It was a revelation as the voice finally got through to her loud and clear. She had Pastor Edwards cock in her mouth! She was being defiled. He was taking advantage of her. 


She panicked! This was so wrong, and she had no idea how she had reached this point. How could she allow this to happen? It was like a bad dream, and she finally woke up. She was still on fire, but she was thinking much clearer now. The drug was wearing off.


She knew this was wrong and a sin against God. How could this possibly have happened?  She always had control of her feelings and emotions in the past.


She struggled to get free, but the pastor held her head tightly. He grabbed her by the hair and pushed forward, burying another inch of cock in her virgin throat. She tried to pull back, but he was too strong, and then she realized that she was topless. My God her breasts were slapping into each other as she tried to free herself.


“Oh God, please help me!” she prayed. “Have mercy upon me and protect me!”


Pastor Edwards knew that it was too late to turn back now. He felt pity for the poor girl who was struggling to free her mouth from his cock.  No, it was much too late. He had to follow through and do Edgars bidding, for he was the only one who could protect him and his reputation in the community. Self-preservation demanded that he finish the dastardly deed that he had started.


He pushed harder and forced another inch of his cock down the struggling girls throat. She mumbled and protested, but this only excited him more.  He continued to push, and inch by inch all eleven inches was buried. 


She moaned as her nose was tickled by his pubic hair unable to do anything to prevent him from violating her virgin throat. The thought of biting down on his cock never occurred to her. It was so simple. If she had bitten him, he would have withdrawn his weapon and her humiliation would have ended.


But she didnt, and the pastor savored the moment before slowly withdrawing seven inches of his shaft only to bury it to the hilt once again.  She flayed and hit him in the legs with her fists, but he was unrelenting as he picked up his pace and pounded her virgin mouth faster and harder. He used her ears like handles as he forced her to keep her head still as he fucked her mouth unmercifully. Her large breasts slapped into each other as the pounding continued. 


It went on and on as she protested and tried to get away. She hit and slapped him incessantly, but it did her no good as her throat was repeatedly violated by his large cock. The sight of her huge breasts thrashing back and forth further inflamed the man of the cloth. He felt the power he had over her, and it was intoxicating.  He was discovering a side of himself that he never knew existed.


He held her head close to his body with his cock buried in her throat. She was unable to breathe, and this took some of the fight out of her. She struggled but became weaker and lightheaded from the lack of oxygen. She was on the verge of passing out.


At that point he could hold back no longer as his cock swelled in her throat and spewed forth a large load of hot cum, depositing it directly in her belly. He remembered what Edgar said and withdrew his cock as it continued to gush forth his thick, creamy cum. The third blast hit her in the eye, and then he aimed lower covering her breasts with his warm cum.


She gasped as she fought to get air in her lungs. Her chest heaved as she gulped down the precious commodity. Cum splattered all over her breasts as she kneeled on the floor in a daze.


The hidden cameras caught all of the action on video from several angles. Edgar now had what he wanted.


Pastor Edwards was sated, but, at the same time, was filled with a feeling of overwhelming condemnation.  The guilt was almost too much for him to bear.


Andrea was quickly recovering and grew furious as she stood up.


“How could you do this to me?  I trusted you! I came here in good faith seeking out your guidance and look what youve done to me. You wont get away with this. My father will see to that,” she wailed as she cried uncontrollably.


“Andrea, you dont understand!” Pastor Edwards said quietly.


“Understand? What is there to understand?” she cried hysterically as she wiped cum out of her eye, and then started to put on her bra.


“There are extenuating circumstances beyond my control…”


“Extenuating circumstances? Look at what youve done to me? Youre supposed to be a man of God!” she screamed as she buttoned up her blouse and headed towards the door.


The pastor was beside himself. He stood there like a stake driven into the ground. He was finished. The irate girl would go to the police, and, not only would his career be over, but he would be charged with rape.


The phone rang. Pastor Edwards tried to compose himself. His reputation was ruined.


“Hello.”


“Pastor Edwards?”


“Yes.”


“This is Edgar. I just wanted to let you know that you did well.”


“I did well! I destroyed that girl, and you have the nerve to say I did well! Right now shes on her way to the police,” he yelled.


“Calm down. Theres no need to worry. I have everything under control,” Edgar assured him. “You just keep doing as youre told like a good boy, and your life will continue as before, uninterrupted.”


Edgar hung up the phone while Pastor Edwards was left listening to dead air.





Andrea was hysterical. She was crying uncontrollably as she left the pastors office. She was still lightheaded and a headache was setting in. How did this happen to her in the first place? Why couldnt she remember?  She could recall only bits and pieces. All she knew was that he took advantage of her. What did Julie see in him?


“Oh my God, did I really have his thing in my mouth!” she thought as a new wave of guilt and shame overtook her.


Suddenly, Andreas cell phone rang.


“Hello.”


“Andrea?”


“Yes, this is Andrea,” she managed to reply through her tears.


“This is Edgar. Whats wrong?”


“Oh Edgar, something awful has happened,” she cried.


“Oh my God, whats the matter?”


“I cant talk about it on the phone,” she said.


“Where are you?”


“Im outside of the church,” she replied.


“Ill be right there. Wait for me, OK.”


“Yes, but hurry. Im so upset, Edgar. You wont believe what happened!” she wept.


“Alright just try to settle down. Im actually very close by,” Edgar reassured her. “Everything will be fine.”


Edgar was leaving the motel and would pick her up in a matter of minutes. He kept her on the phone until he got there. This was critical if he was to carry through with his plan. He couldnt afford having her make another call. He didnt want her exposing the pastor who in turn would reveal his part in this scheme.


She was waiting in front of the church. Edgar pulled up to the curb.  Everything was going exactly as planned.








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