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Oh God I killed the thread! Or I'm that good at serving? (Definitely the former.)
 
You're not alone in noticing other things in porn besides the porn. I've told you about the 'blackboards in porn' blog, right?
 
I can't help but think that the frame of the chair in that gif is going to be horrendously warped after that.
 
Part Two

The cathedral was on the outskirts of a bustling little town. It still hummed with old school charm - bakeries and shops lined the streets - but a new man had moved in and opened a coffee shop. The shop was also full of books about liberal ideas and progressive feminism. The owner, while passionate, was a bit peculiar. He did, however, have a beautiful daughter named Stella.

At first sight, Stella was all big brown eyes and soft curves but if you talked to her, even for a moment, you'd know she was fiercely independent and smart. All the men of the town loved her at first sight but were immediately turned down by her. She didn't need any man.
 
Huddled and dripping on the pews of the cathedral, Stella's father began looking around. He noticed the medieval art work, stained glass depictions of unspeakable things, and thick layers of dust everywhere. He realized no one had stepped foot in this cathedral in a very long time.

Suddenly, a tall man stood before him. In the flickering candle light, all he could make out was the man's squinted eyes and his gleaming teeth. "What...are you doing here?" The man growled.

"I - I'm sorry to intrude!" Stuttered the shop owner, tripping over his own feet to back away. "There was a storm! I was on a trip and needed - I needed -"

He words were cut off as the beastly man grabbed him by his lapels and lifted him high in the air. Stella's father only now noticed his white collar. A priest!

"You trespass!!" The priest shouted in his face and threw him backwards. The owner, still soggy from the storm, crashed backwards into a small closet - the confessional! - before the door was slammed in his face and locked from the outside.
 
Ignoring Lord Paston's impotent threats, Stella grabbed her bike and peddled off in the rain following her Papa's route. She was immediately soaked to the bone and shivering but, like the strong woman she was, she persisted.

After almost an hour, Stella saw her father's car in front of a large abandoned cathedral. She looked inside. He wasn't there! She realized he must have gone inside for shelter. The storm was terrible, the wind howling like wolves.

Inside the church was dry and quiet. She dripped on the dusty stonework floor. "Papa?" She whispered.

"Stella!" She heard him cry from the confessional. She ran over but it was locked. Stella climbed in the other half, where a priest would normally sit and looked into her papa's frantic face. "Stella, you have to leave! There's a madman, a beast!"

"Not without you papa!" She cried but then, too late, she heard him stalking up the aisle towards her. Stella stepped out to face him.

He was tall, rippling with unnatural muscles, his neck bulged against the collar. He looked like a man but somehow not like a man. His hair was wild, his teeth looked strangely sharp. He looked simply terrifying.

But Stella stood her ground and demanded her father be released. The priest insisted that her father had trespassed, that he had somehow desecrated the cathedral.

"Fine," Stella said, gritting her teeth. "Take me instead. You believe in sacrificial redemption. I will take his place!" Her father pleaded from his makeshift cell but Stella ignored him. He has so much good work to do. TAfter devouring her with his eyes, the priest agreed. He unlocked the cell and Stella's papa ran to her but before they could even have a final embrace, he was dragged away.

Giving into a moment of weakness, Stella sank to her knees on the cold stone and sobbed.
 
As Stella's sobs quieted, she became aware of small noises all around her. She sensed movement and voices and was afraid. Then she felt something soft run gently across her cheek and her eyes flew open. What she saw, made her sit up straight on the huge bed.

I coil of soft red was standing beside her on the bed, the ends of the stands gesturing like arms.

"Oh! Don't be afraid. We are here to help you, sweetheart! My name is Mrs. Knots."

Stella stared, unbelieving, trying to remember when she hit her head. But as she sat there, other creatures began to hop on the bed to join Mrs Knots. A thick vibrator who bowed deeply with a "Madame!", and fussy leather flog who nodded curtly, an intricate collar that flickered her leash at Stella and wrapped lustily around the dildo, a pair of clamps connected with a chain, and even a bright red ball gag that nudged her hand like it wanted a pet.

"We were all inhabitants of the cathedral before - the curse!" Mrs Knots explained while all the other toys shivered. "But we are so happy you are here! Maybe you, you beauty, can make the Master happy!"

Vibrato agreed and said they would treat her like a princess. His multiple vibration settings even made music as he sang -

Be... our... guest... Be our guest!
Put your pleasure to the test.
Wrap this collar 'round your neck, cherie and we'll expose your chest.

Pink silicone or stainless steel
We are here to make you squeal
Try the butt plug, it's amazing!
Don't believe me? Ask the tazer!
 
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Back in town, Stella's papa was going door to door begging for anyone that would help him. The only ear that would listen was that was that of Lord Paston. Rescuing a damsel in distress was exactly what Lord P thought he should be doing, so he began to assemble the town's most conservative hillbillies with their pitchforks and tiki torches.

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After many, many orgasms the cathedral toys put Stella to sleep and despite the terrible trauma of the day, she slept well. The next morning she was greeted at her door by the Priest. He asked her to breakfast and she agreed.

When she got to the humble kitchen, no food was prepared and the Priest sat waiting for her to cook. So, Stella cooked. Herself breakfast. The Priest ranted and raves about her knowing her place but Stella ate in silence until Vibrato and Flogsworth whipped him up some eggs.

Once he'd calmed down, he apologized and offered to show Stella around the cathedral. He showed her art work, the beautiful choir loft and organ, he even showed her a library! He said she could play with all his toys and go anywhere in the cathedral she wanted but there was one place she could never go.
 
Stella fled down the stairs to her basement dungeon and began to gather the few meager possessions she had collected while in the service of the Priest. She was painfully aware of the ache between her thighs and her thin panties sticking to her.

And suddenly, she could feel him standing behind her. She stood slowly and could feel his hot breath on her neck. It made her knees weak. She could feel the iron rod in his pants pressed into her ass and she couldn't help but imagine what it looked like while he stroked and growled her name.

"Stella... I want to show you something... but you have to agree. And you have to agree to trust me... Can you trust me?" Something about the tenderness in his voice made her melt and she turned to face him boldly. Stella took a long moment to consider but finally... she nodded and he grinned.

The Priest took her hand and led her deeper into the basement to a room she'd never been to full of benches and racks and chairs and even more toys. Mrs Knots and her other toy friends followed her in.

Once inside, the Priest commanded that she undress. Stella did, only hesitantly. Once she stood before him, naked and pale with round, breasts, dark nipples and a sleek patch of dark hair between her legs, the Priest walked towards her. He wrapped a lovely golden collar around her neck and explained that as long as she wore it, she had to obey him but if she ever chose, she could take it off and leave forever.
 
I am smiling...because...this is exactly what I need right now. Carry on...
 
The Priest's head snapped towards the commotion. Still naked, hard cock bobbing before him, he ran out of the room towards the sanctuary. Stella followed and what she saw made her eyes go wide. A dozen farmers were fighting with all manner of animated sex toys.

She recognized a farmer that had once solicitously groped her being paddled all the way down the aisle and out the door. Mrs Knots had two ranchers tied together in intricate knots. Flogsworth was spinning like a helicopter around the room hitting everyone in his path. Vibrato had buried himself down the throat of skinny woman who was now making an noise like a blender. Little Butt Plug just had to run at some of the farmers and they ran away covering their rumps.

Then, Stella saw them, right on the steps of the altar. The Priest and Lord P circling each other like lions. Lord P looked smug and the Priest's teeth glinted. At the last moment, Stella saw Lord P with a knife behind his back. The priest was naked and unarmed!!

"No!" Stella ran forward shrieking. The priest, quite used to her naked body and shrieks, didn't bat and eye but Lord Paston... seeing the gorgeous woman he'd been lusting over for months running naked towards him, froze... giving the Priest just enough time to lunge...
 
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