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Her pre-cum was oozing all over, greasing her way into his waiting maw as she pressed forward firmly.
"Shutup, bitch. You're not here to talk."
The other nun laughed as she drew the zipper down Christopher's ass crack. "Tell him, Sister!"
She gave just a few preliminary thrusts of her fingers into his waiting pucker before deciding he was ready. The woman lined up the tip of her own thick, pre-cum slick weapon with his defenseless boy pussy and thrust in deep.
Christopher gasped around the first nun's cock, sputtering as he yanked on his chains. His bonds clanged against the metal horse legs; his body stretched over the leather cushion as the nuns began assaulting him at both ends. They buried their hot, hungry members in his moist holes fast and deep. They were uninterested in easing the bound gimp in. Both nuns established a steady fucking rhythm quickly. His lips smacked wetly over fat cock while the other nun pounded his ass with her hips.
"You get a full-time slave yet?"
"No, not yet, unfortunately. I have my eye on a guy. Just waiting for the right time to slip him a bit of the ole love honey."
The first nun chuckled. "I hear ya. Still looking for mine too. Been going to the farm every day to get my fix." She released one side of Christopher's head before reaching up and giving his pony tail a tug. "More suction, bitch boy!"
"Right? The farm is great, but there's never enough slaves. I wish they would just keep the new recruits there all the time, but I guess that's not practical."
"Oh well. At least we have more options, now. This is great!"
*SMACK*
The second nun gave his ass a loud spank and redoubled her efforts to pound him. Her scrotum battered the bottom of his suit with moist slaps. Christopher's ass squelched with abundant lube and pre-cum between every harsh thrust and hasty withdrawal.
The first nun pulled on his hair as she thrust her cock between his slobbering lips. She reached below and gripped his chin with her other hand. Her body was a blur, smacking into his face as ever more of her fat, pulsing length was crammed into his mouth and down his throat.
Christopher couldn't disagree with the woman fucking his face. This was great. He loved how rough they were being. How they gave no consideration to his comfort or desires. That he was nothing but two holes for these latex Goddesses to fuck with their insatiable cocks.
"NNNNNGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!"
The first nun grunted out her climax, burying her staff deep in his throat and holding his face firm to her body. Glue-like cum erupted into his stomach and backed up into his mouth and nose as his ass was continuously railed into oblivion.
Moments later, the second nun reached her threshold.
"OH GOD! YESSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Her cock exploded and Christopher's well stretched pucker felt her rock twitch in his fleshy walls. A river of hot, creamy custard flooded his insides. His ass was blistered many times with her flailing hand as the nun wailed out her climax and filled his bottom with searing nut.
When their sacks had drained in his bound body, the enraptured nuns pulled their cocks free. Christopher gasped as white sludge spilled from both of his holes. The nuns caught their breath as they jerked their fat lengths. Their cocks were still very much at attention.
"Should we take another turn before handing him over?"
"Hell yeah! I want his mouth this time!"
"Alright. Let's switch it up."
The horny Succubi circled around him, trading places and readying themselves with a few more strokes of their raging erections. Christopher had barely caught his breath when his mouth was plugged with cum-slathered fuck meat.
"Like that? How's your ass taste? You pathetic gimp bitch!"
The first nun's cock glided into his cum-slick back passage. She grabbed his hips and thrust in to the hilt. Thick jizzum squirted out from his pucker as she buried herself deep in his bowels. The hungry Succubus grabbed the lacing of Christopher's corset and used it for leverage. She yanked on it sternly as she drilled his cock-hungry hole.
"He fucking loves the taste of his own ass."
"But not as much as the taste of our jizz!"
The women cackled as they plowed him at both ends. Their pace increased as they found new ways to get aggressive and rough with the sissy's bound body. Christopher was in heaven. His cheeks blushed below his latex hood. His prostate hummed and his hard cock leaked pre-cum all over the inside of his suit. Although the hunger no longer lingered in his cum greased stomach, he wanted more.
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Bishop Thomas J. Everson
Diocese of Austin
Austin, TX 78701
To His Eminence, Cardinal Angelo Vallini, Vicar General of Vatican City
Dear Cardinal Vallini,
I write to you with some urgency about the situation here in Austin. It is unknown to me how closely the Vatican monitors these affairs, but for all intents and purposes the Diocese of Austin has lost a site of some prominence: The Church of St. Michael.
In truth, the church had come under considerable financial strain and the prospect of closing it at some point in the near future had been raised. However, it is not from a lack of attendance or tithing that its doors are now barred to us.
After losing their former Reverend Mother, Helen Louise Delarosa, to illness, the church and its constituent convent, the Sisters of Guadalupe have slipped from our grasp. The new Reverend Mother, Sister Jessica Felicita Christiano, seemed a suitable replacement, but has recently cut off all communications. Father Francis Sullivan, likewise, is no longer reachable and The Church of St. Michael is no longer paying dues to the diocese.
I contacted city authorities to exert control over the situation, but was astonished to find how uncooperative they were. I've been informed that a legal decision has been reached to allow the Sisters of Guadalupe to retain control of the property. When I warned that a lawsuit should be expected, I was rebuffed with the threat of a counter-suit and the use of Eminent Domain on St. Michael's and other properties in the diocese if I did not let the matter drop.
I don't know what in God's name is going on at that church, but I've received disturbing reports that can scarcely be believed. The Sisterhood seems to have transformed into some bizarre cult and there are rumors of perverse and outright demonic rituals occurring within the halls of the convent and the cathedral of St. Michael's.
I would ask that a member of the Vatican's Special Investigative Division be sent to Austin to look into this matter with all possible haste. Our faith and its order have enough problems without uprisings like these to exacerbate things. I worry, also, that greater forces may be at work. Investigating the matter immediately seems the only responsible course of action.
Thank you, Your Eminence, for hearing my plea. May God bless and keep you in these troubling times. May he bless and keep us all.
Yours in faith and prayer,
Bishop Everson
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