A little submission phone sex never hurt anybody! I am bound for salvation. No matter the cable ties and duct tape cutting off my oxygen supply. Its all for the greater good. My nipples are taut and erected from all of this excitement. Its more or less Daddy’s way or no way when we play this game. It’s one of his most favorite games. Pen the cock on the naughty ass chick! It’s okay that he wants to do this.

The priest on Sunday was ranting about binding our transgressions and screaming our confessional sins to the “Lord”. Daddy is just making good on that promise. Hot wax is poured in every orifice of my body. I must be cleansed and an offering that is suitable is prayed about among him and the priest. When they have reached an agreement they funnel the wax out of me and prepare me for the sacrament.

This is fine by me because the aroma of the wax is intoxicating. It has a way of making me feel all gushy and fuzzy all over. This is followed by an empathic ramification of pure horniness.
Daddy usually releases his anguish by rubbing one off on my face. But today the priest told him to wait for his gratification.

Submission Phone Sex

The priest takes out the magic wand of forbearance (vibrator) and pushes it ass deep into my cunt. I know you are thinking these things are usually used for the clit. But during the sacrament, everything is used to fill the teen pussy and ass.

I am glad I am not the last girl. They used some communion goblet wine on her. I am not going to waste time telling you where the stem of the cup was buried. “Her cum dripping cunt was surely running over with hot squirt batter! So, for now, I am laying here with the priest teasing every inch of me and loving it! Talk about an Angel making a joyful noise!