Katrina and the wicked priests 2 (fm:threesomes, 7464 words) [2/2] show all parts

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PART 2

Father Abelton stood at the altar on that Sunday morning, his gaze sweeping over the small congregation gathered in the dimly lit Bloodstone Chapel. The atmosphere was heavy with incense, the scent mingling with the subtle whispers of the old building. His eyes lingered for a moment on Katrina. Here she was, as beautiful as Aphrodite herself, the goddess of beauty and passion. Her silky blonde hair covered her shoulders as her white top could not hide the beauty and firmness of her breasts. Her youthful presence a stark contrast to the aged stone around her.

"Brothers and sisters," Father Abelton began, his voice resonating through the chapel, "we live in a world filled with temptations and earthly desires. These are the tools of the devil, seeking to lead us astray from the path of righteousness. We must be ever vigilant, ever faithful, and ever pure."

As he spoke, he descended from the altar, walking slowly down the aisle. His steps were deliberate, each one echoing through the chapel. He stopped beside Katrina, his eyes discreetly admiring the curves of her body beneath her modest dress.

"Remember," he said, his voice dropping to a near whisper, "even the purest of souls can be tainted by impure thoughts and desires. It is these very desires that can lead us into sin, into the arms of the devil himself."

Katrina's heart raced, a wave of guilt washing over her. She could feel his eyes on her, feel the weight of his words pressing down on her shoulders. Father Abelton continued, his tone taking on a more personal note, as if addressing her alone.

"We must cleanse ourselves of these desires," he said, his gaze intense as the church members nodded in approval, "for they are the chains that bind us to our earthly sins. To truly be free, we must rid ourselves of every impure thought, every carnal temptation. Only then can we be worthy in the eyes of the Lord."

Katrina felt a knot form in her stomach, a deep sense of shame and guilt. She lowered her head, feeling exposed and vulnerable under his scrutiny. Father Abelton moved on, but the impact of his words lingered with her, seeping into her thoughts like a dark, heavy fog.

As the service ended, the Kalina family lingered in the chapel, waiting to thank Father Abelton for his guidance and to congratulate him on his stirring sermon. Katrina's parents were effusive in their praise, expressing their gratitude for his continued support in Katrina's spiritual journey. Katrina stood beside them, her heart heavy with the weight of his earlier words. She felt an overwhelming sense of guilt, each compliment from her parents only deepening her shame. Father Abelton's eyes found her once more, his gaze lingering with a mix of contemplation and veiled desire, making her feel exposed and vulnerable under his scrutiny.

Father Abelton turned to Katrina, his voice dripping with false sincerity. "Katrina, you have shown remarkable faith and dedication in your spiritual journey. It's truly inspiring to see such commitment in someone so young." Mr. Kalina beamed with pride, placing a hand on his daughter's shoulder. "Thank you, Father. We are so grateful for your

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blazendad (rick) writes Mon 17 Jun 2024 16:53:

Very good story. Hope the next chapter will be ready soon

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