BehindTheDarkVeil - Stories

Bless Me Father

The door closed and the man sitting in the dark room immediately started to say some prayers under his breath. As he heard the entrant kneel on the other side of the partition, he spoke.

'Welcome, my child. You may begin.'

'Bless me father, it has been a few months since my last confession.'

'Very good. And how have you been?'

'I am not a very good girl, father. I cause my mother and father much concern and anguish. I lie to them and others. And..........'

'Yes........... "and" ?'

'I am troubled by impure thoughts and actions, father.'

'Ah, yes. Nothing to worry about, my little one. You sound young and that brings with it challenges.'

'Yes, father.'

'Growing up can mean that one's body changes and we need to learn how to control our hormones. Now are these thoughts and actions with yourself or with others?'

'Oh my, father. It is both.'

'Ok, then. I think we should try to establish how troublesome and sinful these issues are. Shall we?'

'Of course, father.'

'And what do you think about, my child?'

'Father, I am troubled throughout the day with all sorts of........ depravity?'

'Depravity? Really? Is it that bad? Depravity is a very, very strong description, my child.'

'Yes, father. I mean, I do not know. I think they are depraved thoughts. Maybe you can clarify it for me, please, and help me deal with them.'

'Of course, child. Now tell me......... Do you think of men naked?'

'Oh God yes. Sorry, father. I mean....... I do. I see them in the street and imagine them this way. I sit across from them on a bus and imagine them like that. I see them on the sports' field and imagine what they will look like when having a shower later. How large their.............. 'thing' is. But worse, father.'

'Worse? What do you mean by that?'

'I imagine I am naked with them on top of me, father. Their 'thing' inside me. I want it to.......I mean, I imagine it hurting when they move inside of me. And, and.......... Oh God, father, I am so sorry but......... I imagine them putting their cock in my mouth and making me jerk it while it is in there.'

'Oh my lord. You have many troubles, child. Have you acted on these thoughts?'

'Yes, father. I act on them all the time.'

'And what do you mean by that?'

'I, errrrm, touch myself, father. You know........ 'down there'!'

'No, you must be clear on what you are confessing, my child. What exactly do you mean?

'Oh gracious. I mean that I put my hand inside my panties and run my finger up and down my slit until I start to shake and soak my hand.'

'You mean you masturbate! You can say the word, child.'

'Sorry, father. I masturbate.'

'And how often does this occur.'

'Errrrrm, at least every day.'

'At least every day? Do you mean it can be more often?'

'Oh yes, father. Quite a lot actually. But, father, it is a simple thing and it does no harm. And it makes me so happy to do it.'

'That is not the point, child. It is an issue of control and saving oneself for the right man.'

'Father........... does it need to be a man?'

'WHAT????'

'But, father, I like women too. I imagine them naked too.'

'But you cannot imagine them in the same way as a man, my little one.'

'Oh no, father. I know that. But I imagine them standing with their legs apart as I kneel and lick their........their........ cunts.'

'That is an inappropriate word, child. It is vagina.'

'Yes, father. And some times I think of both men and women using me. Their fingers inside me; their cocks in my mouth; their cunts rubbing my thigh.'

'Ok, now I think we should move onto establish how long you have been 'touching yourself' inappropriately?'

'Oh alright, father. It has been happening for quite a few years now.......'

'"Quite a few?" But you are still so young.'

'Errrrrm, yes, yes. I know what you mean.'

'Well, when she did that, I started to shake and sob and thought I had pee'd myself but then I felt flushed and cosy and tingles spread all over my body. When it was finished, I was still sobbing. But Beth sorted that by kissing my little kitty all better. Did you know how soothing it is when someone puts their tongue inside it, father?'

'Mmmmmmmmm............'

'Sorry, father, what was that?'

'Yes....... yes...... I mean that I know what you mean.'

'Anyway, father, I realised after that that I could make myself feel very, very good by doing what Beth did to me. Or even rubbing my kitty on the furniture too.'

'Oh dear God. Do you hump the furniture?'

'What was that, father? I don't understand.'

'Rubbing yourself against the furniture......... Like a beast in heat.'

'Oh, father, that is another thing. I have noticed the German Shepherd next door and the size of his cock. It is huge. Father, I think of it often. I am soooo sorry, father.'

'This is shocking, child. You were right when you described yourself as depraved. What more have you engaged in with others'

'Well, father. I have an uncle who comes over to visit my father and he likes me. He likes me a lot and often he comes into my bedroom while I am sleeping. He has been touching me......... you know 'down there'........ and I let him do it because it feels sooo good. He likes me to play with has large cock and when I rub it for him, he makes me open my mouth. I don't mind, father. I really quite like the taste of the stuff that shoots from his cock when his eyes close and he moans a bit.'

'Do you know how wrong this is, child?'

'Yes, father, but no one knows and we keep it as our little secret. Oh, and there is the old man next door. I really feel sorry for him. So when I saw him looking up my short dress one day, I noticed the bulge in his pants. He really is very, very large for an old man and, well, it must have been a long time since his wife had died as when I stroked his cock in his garden, he spurted so much stuff over my face that I needed to run home and shower. Now, he likes to touch my cunt when I bring him his messages. I let him and he sometimes jerks off while doing this. Actually, he is rather good with his hands and makes my kitty tingle a lot. But he is much better with his mouth....... [giggles].'

'Well, in some sense you are being a good neighbour and helping out the old man. But you should restrict this to more 'proper' ways. And is there more?'

'Errrrm, really there is only my PE teacher. I caught her in the shower one day and it was not long after Beth had shown me how to use my fingers on someone's kitty. So, I showed Miss Jones what I had learned when we were both getting changed after soccer. She has the most amazing boobs with long hard nipples and, although, she kept moaning that what we were doing was wrong, she seemed to like it. Well, she had her legs spread wide open while I fingered her kitty. She especially liked me to slip my fingers inside her. She could take three of them and used to moan at me to "fuck her wet hole" as she pulled and squeezed on her hard nipples. Heehee, I liked it when she spoke dirty as it made me very wet too. Now we usually have some special time together after soccer. She has shown me how much fun it is to pee on each other too. Did you know that, father?'

'No, that is filthy and sordid. You should be ashamed. Thoroughly ashamed. You are a dirty, filthy slut of a girl.'

'Mmmmmmmm.................'

'A cheap whore. A worthless being.'

'Ooooooooooooh............ ugh........... oooooo............. slap.........slap.......slap'

'A harlot. A bitch to be used.'

'Oh........oh......oh........yeeeeeees!'

'What are you doing, you filthy creature. Are you....are you.......?'

'I am sorry, father. Soooo sorry. But I had to touch myself. I was so wet and tingling when you called me those names. I came so very, very hard, father. Can I confess that now too?'

'You despicable whore. There is only one penance that can save you.'

[.........pulls the veil back and........]

'Oh yes, father. Yes indeed, father. Shall I swallow too?'