Feature Writer: DmVirgin
Feature Title: FATHER RAMON 1
Published: 27.01.2019 / Religious Fetish
Story Codes: Demonic, Blasphemy
Synopsis: Priest meets a succubus
Link: Religious Fetish / Petreons
Father Ramon
Father Ramon threw himself through the large wooden church doors and slammed them shut behind him. With a quick turn of the key his slide the deadbolt into place. Gasping for air he backed down the aisle, his eyes watching for any sign of her. Lining the church walls next to him were huge works of stained glass. Each depicting some important scene from the bible. Overhead arching wooden beams formed the ceiling of the church and gave the building an appearance of an upside-down boat.
A boom thundered through the church as something heavy slammed against the church doors. Dust rained down from overhead. Father Ramon turned and sprinted towards the altar at the front of the church.
From outside the building, shadows whipped past the stained-glass windows. He could make out the outlines of wings and tails. Another loud bang echoed through the room. The door strained against the force.
A voice like a lion’s roar said, “You can’t stop us father.”
Father Ramon threw himself down at the foot of the altar and looked up at the large bronze crucifix that sat above it.
“Oh God in Heaven, please protect your faithful servant. Please cast out these demons and protect your church and its people.”
One final crack shattered the door and a blistering wind blew over his back. The pit of his stomach dropped out and the earthy smell of burning wood filled his nostrils.
“He’s not listening you know.” The voice was low and sweet and sent a shiver down his spine.
“Begone demon!” Father Ramon shouted.
The succubus sauntered down the aisle. Two large sweeping horns crowned her head and her breasts swung freely. Her skin was a deep blue with the exception of her nipples and aureoles which were a deep inviting red. She was completely naked and instead of two human legs she walked on two furry cloven hooves, that matched the color of her skin. Father Ramon stared at the glistening patch between her thighs and fought the hunger that roiled through his mind. He saw himself kneeling before her, his face buried in her snatch. Struggling he pushed the image from his mind.
“Oh. Someone just thought something naughty.”
She paused on her approach and squatted in a wide stance. Moving her hand, she parted her fur and exposed the glistening blue folds of her sex.
“My pussy is better than you could possibly imagine.” From behind her a spaded tail curved around one leg before sliding into her cunt with a wet slurp. With her free had she worked at the growing nub of her clit. Her moans and the sounds of her sex filled the church.
“By the power and glory of God I cast you out demon. Begone! By the conviction of the Holy Spirit and the intercession of the archangel Michael, I demand you leave this place and return to the pit to await your punishment!”
“God damnit!” The succubus screamed as cum sprayed from her cunt onto the church floor. Small beads of smoke rose from wherever her spunk landed.
Father Ramon watched in horror as the succubus linked her fingers clean before fully standing back up.
“Oh, little priest with your little prayers to your weak God. When are you going to realize that we already won? I’m here in your church right now, doing what I want and your God can’t do anything to stop me.”
“Blasphemy,” shouted Father Ramon, “God will stop you.”
The succubus’ lips pulled back in a seductive sneer. “I’ll show you exactly how powerless he is.”
With blinding speed, the succubus cleared the distance between herself and Father Ramon. Grabbing his head between her hands she forced her mouth against his and pushed her tongue down his throat. Father Ramon made choking sounds at the sudden violation before shuddering and going limp in her arms. She pushed him up against the altar and with a twitch of her fingers his clothes burned away.
Father Ramon has barely aware of his own arousal. The succubus’ effect on his mind felt like it was being buried under an immense weight. He tried to resist but the force was relentless.
Eventually he found himself at the bottom of a deep well, watching through his own eyes as the succubus mounted him on top of the church altar. For the briefest of moments, he tried to summon outrage at the act but he could only faintly muster a feeling of dispassion. Nothing mattered this far down.
“Isn’t it beautiful.”
Father Ramon looked around to try and find the speaker but there was nothing but darkness.
“Don’t bother priest. I’ve taken the liberty of temporarily separating your spirit from your body. I wanted to show you something.”
“You devil,” said Father Ramon. But even as he spoke the words they left his mouth feeling flat.
“Your body is still with me there in your church, being thoroughly and deliciously violated on your altar. But you probably don’t care right now. Actually, it’s more like you can’t care. Without connection a connection to a physical form, human spirits actually really don’t give a shit about much. God cursed you when he stuffed you into those meat bags.”
Father Ramon watched as the succubus squatted over his face and forced her elongated dick-like clit into his mouth. His physical body sucked hungrily at the appendage as his tormentor bucked her hips hard against his vulnerable face.
“Here’s my proposition. You believe God will protect you and that he’s still worth your worship. I’m going to show you a few things going on right now and afterwards if you still think God is the winning side then I’ll leave you alone. However, if you want to change your mind I’ll give you one chance to join our team.”
“And what if I choose not to go with you on your little sightseeing tour?”
“Well, then I fuck you to death on your altar as a sacrifice.”
Father Ramon could feel the succubus’ pleasure at those words. He didn’t have much choice. Either play her game or die.
“Fine. I agree but I know God’s righteousness will prevail.”
“Uh huh. We’ll see.”
THE END OF CHAPTER ONE / CHAPTER TWO PATREONS