Father forgive me for I have sinned (Torrisoul x Rave)

[torridsoul]

Melanie stepped into the church she and her family visited every Sunday feeling more than just a little nervous, first and foremost because today she wasn't wearing her Sunday best she was wearing her school clothes which consisted of a pair of skin tight jeans that rode low on her hips and showed off her heart shaped bottom. She also wore an equally tight black t-shirt that was v-cut to expose the cleavage of her 34C breasts and didn't quite cover her tanned belly. All of that was finished off with a pair of sneakers that cost more than her parents ever dared to toss into the collection plate. Second because she was here for confession, it was the first time she'd ever been. Her mother had noticed that she was spending a lot of time alone in her room away from her family, or not spending much time with her friends like she normally would be and said if something was weighing heavy on her mind maybe it was time for her seek forgiveness.

By her mothers reaction alone it was apparent that she couldn't just talk to her mom or dad about the things she'd been feeling and thinking lately so instead of going straight home from school she'd come to the church. Once again leaving behind a irritated bunch of friends to go do something else. Melanie pushed one perfectly manicured hand through her strawberry blond hair and looked nervously towards the confession booth all of her nerves were obvious in her emerald eyes. She didn't see the priest anywhere which was good because confession was supposed to be anonymous. She hurried over to the booth and stepped inside, securing the door behind her and sitting on the small red padded bench and looking around, their was a cross on one wall and a intricate metal screen on the other. Melanie reached her fingers towards the screen, there was a door on the other side the priest could lift and lower - it was down at the moment and she was dreading the moment it would lift and the priest would speak to her.

She didn't like the idea of confession she wanted to keep all of her secrets to herself especially since these secrets were very, very personal and very, very private.

 

[Rave]

Christian, so appropriately named by his parents who came from a long line of pastors, was the brand new pastor for this new busy church. He never wished to become a pastor, knowing his interests and his lusts were far too great, far too sinful for a priest to appropriately have. Yet, he had no choice but to be where he was, and for years he practiced his craft, heeding people's dirty and filthy confessions every single day. This church couldn't be anything new, they were all the same. Thieves, whores, all of them could do was Christian wished he could do. He hated being restrained by his position, it was driving him insane.

The first day at a new church is hectic, getting to know the staff and acquainted with all who go to the church is a chore enough let alone having to take confessions on the same day. It didn't help that he looked nothing like you would expect a priest to look like. He was in his late thirties, with dirty blonde hair and a handsome face. His figure was built and toned, looking more like an actor than a priest. With a sigh, he finally walked into the confession booth and shut the door behind him. Man after woman came, taking hours upon hours of horrid time until finally he seemed finished. Just then, someone walked in the door and slammed it behind them.

"Great."

He mumbled to himself with a sigh, feeling the light hand on the other side play with the screen. Finally, he lifted his side upwards to only be separated from the girl across from him by a small screen, and his blue eyes set on her own quickly. She was beautiful, atleast from what he could see, and it took him a moment to say something. "...Confess your sins...my dear."

 

[torridsoul]

Melanie jumped a little when the screen came up she quickly moved her hand from the screen to her lap looking away shyly, she knew it would be hard for him to make out who she was but still she couldn't help herself. She shifted nervously and bit her bottom lip waiting for him to say something... anything, when he did she was a little taken aback. She had listened to the priest recite his sermons every Sunday since forever and that was not the same voice, he sounded younger. Melanie hadn't known there was a new priest, her face flushed red and she hesitated.

"uhm... Bless me Father, for I have sinned... this is my first time to confession." she tried to remember what else her mother told her to say.

"These are my sins...." she twisted her fingers in her shirt before continuing on. "I'm having extremely... lustful... thoughts and I can't seem to stop having them, they're just there all the time and I guess that's a sin."

She rested her head against the back wall and continued "I also have lustful feelings, between my legs like tingles - which I guess is a sin too."

Melanie didn't understand why they were sins but if she couldn't talk to her mother about them then they must be a sin. "I lied to my mom as well, I feel really cruddy about it but I couldn't help it. She not really the kind of mom a girl can talk to you know? Instead of talking to me about these things she told me to come here."

"Oh... and I cursed at my little brother" she rolled her eyes at this. "He was pulling my hair and kicking me so cursed and I feel pretty crappy about that too 'cause he's just a kid."

She took a deep breath and thought about it a moment before finishing "I think that's it... and I'm really sorry if I offended god with any of this stuff." it wasn't what her mother told her to say but she really didn't want to do any of that O god I'm sorry if I offended thee and offer thee my love crap... thinking that was crap was probably a sin too, but whatever she just wanted out of this thing.

 

[Rave]

His eyes widened lightly as he listened to the young girl speak. Of all things he expected to hear, of all confession he thought he was going to get this was the last on his mind. He didn't know what to do or say, conflicted between his job and his feelings. Yet, this was his perfect chance to get rid of all the tedious priest work, what she felt and thought wasn't a sin...it was something to be explored, taken, ravaged even...yet that would be too sudden to say, too abrupt to let her know.

"My child..." He whispered to her gently. "God never frowned upon lustful thoughts when they carry meaning. You think them because it is in your nature to do so...those feelings are supposed to be there, the sin would be to neglect your own body's needs. If a body is hungry, would you not feed it? Not doing so is a sin..."

He smiled and leaned closer against the wall separating them, his hand reaching to press at the screen so if she extended her own their hands would touch.

"You are forgiven for swearing at your brother...but tell me more of these thoughts and feelings you have. Worry not, everything you say will be for my ears...and mine alone."

His voice was not rugged like an old mans, but comforting and soothing. It almost enticed her to keep telling him what she felt, intrigued more than forgiving.

 

[torridsoul]

Melanie finally looked towards the screen when she heard his voice say that her lustful thoughts and feelings were not sins. That couldn't be right, could it? Oh sure they taught sex education in school but her mother hadn't signed the permission form so she had to take an extra physical education class instead. Maybe she would understand this more if her mother had signed the stupid slip and let her take the class in school, but her mother said abstinence only without thought for the fact that the class might help her daughter in... other ways.

"It's just... you know at school, especially in P.E. there are all these guys sometimes they take their shirts off, you know when they get warm... and my mind... it just automatically thinks about what it would feel like to touch them, or kiss them, or see them without rest of their clothes... or heck sometimes even you know have sex with them." She placed her hand on the screen, across from the priests hand.

"And when I think about these things, I get... horny... and... I want to touch myself between my legs. And since I don't it just gets worse and worse, sometimes... I go in my room and I rub against my bedpost or pillows... is this normal? how is not sinning?" she lowered her hand from the screen and frowned unable to believe she'd just said all of this to the priest she'd have to listen to every Sunday.

 

[Rave]

Christian's grin windened as he heard more and more of her confessions. She was like a golden princess, given to him by god at the perfect time to have him release all his needs. He nodded and hummed, touching her hand softly when she palced it opposite the screen, and frowning when she took it away. He knew how delicate this was going to be, he just needed to say the exact right words so she would go with him.

"Oh my dear...as I said, those feelings are natural...but perhaps you do need training in how to control these feelings, in how and to whom you express them. Do not be ashamed, in fact, I encourage you to keep those feelings, on a certain condition."

He paused a moment, before smiling.

"You refrain from touching yourself, or grinding against anything for tonight or tomorrow morning...until you come meet me at my own private study. Darling, I would love to help you one on one without this booth, for you are in dire need of that help. Remember though, this can only go through successfully if you hold back those urges as much as possible, so when you're here you're about to lose control of yourself. Do you understand, my child?"

He patted the screen, and drew a cross along it. "May the father forgive your sins, everything you said and what we've agreed on is between you and I alone."

 

[torridsoul]

"Training?" she turned back to the screen, but his face was still hidden to her. Melanie listened to him carefully if he could help her she would do whatever it took.

She would have to get through tonight and tomorrow at school without attempting to relieve the pressure that seemed to always build between her legs in that secret spot that held all of the pleasure that was dying to be released from within her.

"I understand father." she said softly "Thank you Father" she pressed her hand against the screen one last time and then rose from the bench, she felt a little lighter knowing that what she felt and thought wasn't a sin. But she didn't know what she was going to tell her mother when she got home, she might end up having to go to confession again for lying to her mother... again.

When she got home her mother had dinner on the table and everyone was eating, they hadn't waited for her which was just as well because she wasn't hungry. Melanie ignored her mothers call as she walked through the living room and climbed the stairs to her room, she shut herself inside and locked the door. Now was normally the time when she'd press herself up against the post at the foot of her bed and rub until the pressure between her legs felt a little better but the Father had told her not to rub. It was pure torture and as she lay on her bed doing her homework she found herself thinking about the training the priest had in mind for her.

Melanie went to sleep thinking about it, woke up thinking about it and spent her day at school thinking about it. Her friends were getting fed up with her and Melly didn't have any answers for them, she couldn't tell them that she was turn into some sex crazed nymphomaniac who'd never even had sex!! So once again when all her friends were meeting up and hanging out she was walking from school to her church and just like the father had said she felt like she was ready to lose control of herself.

She pushed open the doors to the church and came face to face with a custodian, she told him she had an appointment with the father and he pointed her in the direction of his office and she settled uncomfortably in the seat across from his desk to wait for him. He'd said something about his private study so she wondered if he would take her there.

 

[Rave]

At the sound of her arrival, a grin slipped across Christian's face. There was a private office set up for him a door behind the normal reception where she was sitting. He could see her through a small window, she was anxious and looked as seductive as ever. He couldn't hold himself back anymore, he had to have this girl. She was all the consumed his mind since the day before.

All he could think about since she left was how this was going to happen, how he wanted his cock to be the object she rubbed herself and came on. He wanted to train her, whip her into being a true sex crazed nymphomaniac. His own nymphomaniac. That was it, he had to go outside and meet her now.

The door finally opened and he stepped through for the first time, a tall man with dirty blonde hair and a handsome, built figure. He wouldn't have been surprised if she thought he wasn't the priest at first glance so he made sure to let her know who he was.

"Melanie, darling." He flashed a handsome smile and extended his hand downwards for her to take.

"I'm happy you decided to come after all so I can help you with all you need. Would you step into my private office?"

He was charming, and seductive in his own right. Waiting for her answer.

 

[torridsoul]

Melanie didn't think she'd ever been so anxious for anything in her life like she was about waiting for the priest she'd given her very first confession to walk into his office. He would see her for the first time and he said he was going to help her with her problem, though she wasn't exactly sure what he could do for her.

When he finally walked into the room she gasped a little, he was most definitely not like any priest she had ever seen before. He was youngish and handsome... oh boy was he handsome. She lifted her hand into his and moved from her seat to follow him into his private office.

"I don't know how you can help me Father... but I'll do anything to ease these feelings and thoughts I've been having."