Chapter 3

(Um here is the intro from the last archivist -- "An exceptionally violent and angry story about rejection and revenge, self-destructive behavior and hurting others. Very sacrilegious." Heh, I couldn't have said it better myself, Jaz)

"I did it, I raped a Nun."

God it sounds weird saying that, even to me. I raped her quite a few times actually. She was a sweet girl, I kind of liked her. I mean as a person, she was ok. I didn't rape her out of lust, or greed. I did it to prove a point.

Father Ronald was her Priest, and I knew it would hurt him. It would hurt him to see her naked, and getting raped. It would crush him to see her wet piss, drenching her bible, to hear her say she hated him that it was all his fault. When she renounced her faith on videotape, I was sure he would break. I wanted to cause this asshole pain. Physical, emotional, spiritual pain.

Trust me, he had earned it. I had come to Father Fucking Ronald at one of the lowest points in my life. I needed his help, comfort and understanding. I poured my heart out to him, desperately trying to make a connection. When I confessed my sins, that I had unknowingly raped my little sister, he cursed me and banished me from God's house.

I turned my back on god that day. Nobody speaks to me like that, NO ONE! We all make mistakes, we all sin. Who the fuck was he to think he was better, to look down on me. I made a vow, a promise to myself. I would break this priest, make him curse his god, and admit that he was wrong, that he was no better than me. I had sent Sister Beth's video Rape and humiliation to him. I wanted to hear the pain in his voice, the horror, and pure sorrow comes oozing out of this man of god.

It was time to go to church again.

Thinking about my sweet little nun-fuck was making me horny. That of course made me think of Susan. My sexy little sister and I had come to an agreement. She lived with me. I had pictures and video of her rape. I love Susan, and she needed to give me a chance to prove it, to earn her love. The first time we officially made love was awesome, but she soon felt guilty and depressed. I agreed to give her some time. I promised not to put my cock inside of her again, until she asked. I got to do everything else I wanted though.

I was horny, and I had a taste in my mouth for Susan's fresh pussy juice. I entered our 2 bedroom apt, and called my woman.

"Susan, I'm home!" It took her a few seconds but she came out of the kitchen and gave me a shy, little smile.

"Uh, hi Jaz, how was your day?"

"Fine baby but I missed you so much. Give daddy a nice wet one."

Slowly she walked over to me and bowed her head. She looked so sad and tears welled up in her eyes. I wrapped her in my arms and held her tight. I made soft shushing sounds and told her that I loved her, before tilting her face up for a long, deep, slow, soul kiss. She did not resist me, it had been days since she had struggled, or been the least bit defiant. "C'mere baby sit in my lap and let me play with you for a while."

"... Sigh, ok Jaz, whatever you want," she said as I took her hand and made her sit on the thick bulge in my pants.

We had been making out for about 10 minutes when I asked if she minded, if I took her top off.

"It's ok Jaz, if you want to."

It's part of this cute little game we played. I would slowly strip my sister's clothes off and then nibble, suck, and lick the flesh that she exposed. She liked the feel of my mouth on her, I know she did. But she always went stiff, and tense as I exposed and played with her sexy little body. I was sucking her plump tits know, licking and swallowing one, while I rolled the nipple of the other one. She let me do it, she did not say a word. I was so damn horny that night, I wanted to fuck my little Susan, so bad... but a deal was a deal. I knew that would be against the rules.

"Play with my cock honey, jack me off, go ahead, it belongs to you baby. You can play with my big dick, do anything you want." She had my fat 8-incher in her hand and was rolling it, the way she knew I liked. Susan was down to just her panties now. I was tickling her clit through them. Her silk bottoms were slick with her love for me.

"Susan, I want you naked, and spread in my bed. I'm gonna suck this pussy for a long time, is that ok baby?" This was my favorite part. She had to say the words, had to admit to me, to herself, we were going in to my bedroom to make her cum. She had to give me permission to pleasure her.

"Ok, go ahead Jaz, do what you want."

I pulled her panties off, she was naked, she was naked, she was so naked! Then I picked her warm wet body up and carried her to my room. I laid her on my bed, crawled between her legs and she put them over my shoulder, while I buried my face in her wet, tasty, snatch. I love the way my sister's pussy smells. She gets so juicy. My nose was pressing against her and the tip was covered in pussy juice.

I savored the moment, and just breathed in her aroma. Fresh, clean, with just a hint of lilac. It always made me feel close to Susan, made me feel special when I breathed her in this way. Her juices were trickling in anticipation, and I could taste her now. Slowly I peeled her lips open and began to lick her. Teasing and soft at first, but as I became more excited I plunged my tongue deep inside her. She was so fucking juicy now.

Don't tell me she didn't love me, don't you fucking dare! She was panting, panting and moaning and squealing. Her hips were bucking up to meet my mouth as I vacuum sucked that sweet cunt. Susan was close now, so close. She always got quiet at the end. The groans stopped and all you could hear was her breathing. "Uuh, uh, uh, puff, huh, grunt, grunt Puff, GASP!!" she breathed as her cum bathed me. She knew that was just the beginning.

I had learned how her pussy worked now, how to manipulate her. Susan loves a slow nipple twist, and belly button suck post orgasm. Just as she started coming down from the first one I could usually trigger a second, if I was patient. It started off fine, I love feeling her heavy tits in my hand, and had just begun to tease her belly.

For some reason though I felt like kissing her, sucking that little pink tongue. I straddled up her body and looked her in the eye as I kissed my baby sister, hard. The position I was in, placed my thick cock right against her clit. I was pressing her button, over and over. My cock was bouncing around outside her slick pussy. I swear to god it was an accident. She shifted a little, and suddenly the head of my cock was inside of her.

I don't know if this has ever happened to you. Here is the situation. You are about 2 inches deep inside a steaming cunt. You have to make a choice. Either you stop immediately and pull out... or you fuck her hard, and thick. 2 inches, 3 inches, 4 inches... I felt myself sliding inexorably to her center.

"Nooo, oh god NO! You promised not to do this, please John it is wrong, I'm your sister! Please, we can't. It's wrong! I'm not just some cheap slut. Please John, why are you doing this to me? Please stop, please take it out, you can't do this. I'm your SISTER!" she hissed in despair.

"I'm sorry baby, I did not mean to, it was an accident. But since I'm already in, I think I have to fuck you honey. I promise I'll make you feel good, and I won't cum inside of you. Please baby let me have you tonight, let me fuck you Susan, I need you baby, I love you."

Susan did not say a word, as she lay still beneath me. My cock was rock hard and I had bottomed out inside of her. I was kissing her softly, when she began to cry. I played with her beautiful tits and began to slowly fuck her. She was so stiff, so tight, that it made me love her even more.

"Love, you, oh god I love you baby... oh god it's been so long, I needed this. Do, uh, you, uh like it? Fuck you, fuck you forever. Every day, every night, forever. You're mine, I love you. I'm gonna be so good for you baby, so good. God you're so warm, so tight... oh shit, NO! I can't stop, yer making me cum!" I bellowed as I pulled out of her pussy. My cum sprayed her belly and tits. I began tit fucking her as my half hard dick dribbled its final shots.

When I stopped cumming, I plunged my cock back inside her and played with her clit. Susan was still crying, and she did not cum at first. I was sucking those tits now as I rubbed her clit and told her how much I loved her.

"Huh, heh, heh, huff, pufff. Ohhhhh!" my sister sighed as her pussy contracted around my now limp dick, and flooded my crotch. She was shaking, trembling. Her sweat was making her shiver. I wrapped her in my arms, and snuggled her tight. We both needed to rest.

"You are mine Susan, no man will ever love you more. Sleep baby, trust me to take care of you. I know what's best," I said as I cupped her breasts and held her tight, as we drifted off to sleep. Susan was very quiet the next morning and I guess I was feeling guilty. I really did not mean to fuck her, I usually try to keep my word. It's just that I love her so much. That's probably what makes me different from other people. I know what I want, and deep down I don't care about society, morality, right or wrong. I come first. My wants, my needs, my love, is more important to me than anyone or anything else. As much as I love my sister it made me angry when she denied me, when she rejected my advances. She wasn't even giving me a chance.

That was not fair. It had to stop. I woke her up, and asked if we could talk. She was still naked and had my scent on her. I pulled her into my lap, and we laid in bed. I love the feel of my woman's skin, her warmth as she nestled against me. She did not want to look me in the eye so Susan laid her head on my chest, and her soft tits pressed into me.

"Susan, I'm really sorry about breaking my promise last night, it's just that, well, now that I have started fucking you again, I don't want to stop. Baby I absolutely love you. No matter what I say, you're no cheap slut to me. You're my baby sister, and the only woman that I've ever loved. I'm tired of waiting. So here is what is going to happen. I'm going to let you have the day to think it over."

"When I come back, if you are still here, you belong to me. As far as I'm concerned, you'll be my wife. I will fuck, suck, and cum inside you anytime I want. I want you to take this time and really be honest with yourself. Do you love me? Do you want a man who will do anything for you, a man who absolutely adores you? If I was anyone but your brother would you want me? Please, Please, don't hold that against me. People wait their whole lives and never find love. I love YOU, and if you let me I WILL make you happy. I'm tired of raping you, that was never what I wanted. If you don't love me, if you can't handle what I am offering, then you'd better be gone. I don't ever want to see you again. You won't have a brother. We'll have to be dead to each other. I hope to god you are here when I get back," I said as I gave her a long tender kiss goodbye.

My heart was pounding as I left my sister naked in my bed and got ready for church.

I felt the anger creeping back over me, on the drive to his church. The slow rage that freed me, and still scared me a little. I would be seeing the priest again. I had given a lot of thought about what I would say to him the next time we met. As much as I wanted to hurt him, I knew it would be even sweeter if I could beat him with his own rules. If I could make him violate his oath as a priest. During the 45-minute drive to his church I formulated a plan. Little did I know how much that plan would change in just a few minutes.

I parked across the street from the church and walked inside. There is a certain stale musty smell to God's house. A distinctive, holy aroma that I do not care for. I was getting that feeling again, that I was not welcome, I had no business in HIS house. Father Ronald was in the front of the church and a beautiful woman in her mid 30's was in his arms.

"Holy shit the fucking hypocrite is getting a little nookie on the side," I thought to myself. After a minute though I realized it wasn't sexual. In fact the woman kind of looked like a younger, much prettier version of him. My suspicions were confirmed when a young girl came from the back of the church and said, "Mom, Uncle Ronald, can we eat lunch outside today? It's so pretty."

This was his family! My mouth tasted salty as a new plan began to form. I was halfway down the aisle before he saw me. I turned on the charm. "Hello Father, how are you today.? It's so good to see you again. Hello ma'am," I said as I walked up to the dazed priest and shook his hand while nodding a friendly hello to his sister.

"Er, um hello. Ah... Oh can I help you my son? Would you like to talk in private?" I ignored him. Ronnie boy did not seem to want me talking to his women, especially after the way I had raped his little nun friend. So of course I made him squirm.

"Why hello young lady. My you are a beautiful one aren't you. Just like your mom huh. My name is Jaz, what's yours?" I asked with sugar and sunshine in my voice.

"My name is Tara... do you really think I'm pretty?" she said with a shy smile as she blushed.

I reached out and shook hands with the perfect little beauty. She was about 5ft 2, and had sandy brown hair. Her eyes sparkled, with innocence and purity. Her skin felt soft and tender as I gripped it. I guessed she was 13, maybe 14 yrs old, she had that in-between, coltish look to her. Her body looked ripe and succulent.

"Now Tara, I did not say you were pretty. I said you are beautiful. It was nice meeting you. I need to talk to you uncle now. I'm sorry to interrupt, but it's important. Maybe I'll see you and your mom again one day. Bye-bye." The priest had an ashy, scared look as he excused himself, and walked me to his private office. He was visibly upset and started in as soon as he closed the door.

"What was that? Stay away from my family, why are you here? " he spit at me in rapid fire. I was not falling for it.

"Before I talk to you Father I want to make sure we are clear. This is a confession. I am coming to you as a priest and this conversation is confidential. Are we clear, do you agree?"

I knew the rules by now. A conversation outside the confessional seal could be repeated to the police. If I admitted that I was planning to commit a crime the police could be alerted under certain conditions. I had to be careful. I waited until he agreed, and then I said, "It's been a long time, Ronnie. I have done a lot of sinning and I wanted to talk to you about it. You have a lovely family, you must be very proud to have such beautiful, sexy women in your family."

"Why do you mention my Sister and my Niece, are you making some kind of threat?" he asked hopefully, looking for a loophole. Ha! Stupid motherfucker.

"Absolutely not Father, I wish them only the best. I would NEVER hurt them." I smiled my coldest glare at him. He looked terrified, miserable.

"I, I don't believe you. Oh god, please don't hurt my family. You've already raped Beth. She is like a daughter to me, I helped raise her. The things you did to her are sick, pure evil. You may have destroyed her. She is lost to herself. It has been 3 weeks and she still wakes up screaming. I can't comfort her... god can't comfort her. She was a nun, a holy bride to Christ and you have fouled her spirit. Please I'll try to forgive you, try to help you... only stay away from my family."

"I did not come here to talk about your family father, I came to talk about mine. I want to tell you about my sister. After you kicked me out of church, I realized there was no hope for me. That your god did not love me. That I was lost. So I went home and began raping her, the way I have always wanted to. I resisted the impulse for so long, but now I knew there was no point. If I am doomed anyway, I might as well get what I want, and have some fun. I fuck her without mercy now, I rape my little sister anytime I want to now. It's all your fault, priest.

"I was willing to try, I came to you for help, for guidance. YOU betrayed me, betrayed your calling. Think what you have done. My sister got raped because of YOU. Your little nun daughter was raped, and that was YOUR fault too. If anyone else gets hurt, that will be your fault as well. My god priest, how do you live with yourself, with the consequences of your callous cruelty?" I asked in bitter hatred and utter contempt. I had to be careful though. I could not give him a chance to involve the police. "But that's all in the past. I've been praying to god for forgiveness, and I feel bad about my part in what has happened. I certainly don't want to rape your family... but if I did, what could you do about it? I mean would you betray me, betray your vows to stop me? You can't tell anyone, you can't even warn them. All you can do is have faith, and pray, and trust in god to save you. Maybe that will be enough. Maybe this time he will take an interest. Heh, maybe not," I taunted him.

The priest was so angry, so frustrated, he began to cry. Hot, fat, wet bitter tears. I couldn't help laughing as I walked out of the room, out of the church. We both knew what I was going to do. Neither one of us could stop it though. It was beyond our control. Evil had taken over me, and the priest was paralyzed by good. Either way two young women were about to be brutally raped.

I went back out to my car and waited for them to come out. It did not take long, seems the priest did not feel like having a picnic anymore. His women got back into a silver minivan and drove away. I followed. They lived in a nice house, on a quiet dead end street. The sexy little girl raced to the mailbox, her fresh tits jiggling. I cold not wait to taste her, to spread her open and suck her pussy.

I'd take my time with this one, she deserved it. Her mom had the tight-assed look of a woman who had not been fucked properly for a long time. Her head was a held just a little too high, her butt was a smidge too tight. She seemed friendly but she needed to be taken down a peg. She needed a man to wipe that smug look off her pretty face, to teach her what a cheap slut she really is inside. I wanted to get started right then but... I had to be careful.

Did she have a husband? I could not afford to be surprised. I decided to be careful. I'd come back after 9pm. It would be dark, and I would know if a second car was in the driveway. If there was, I'd wait until he went to work and rape them all day. If the coast was clear I'd rape them tonight, all night.

I wanted to go home, but I could not face Susan. As much as I wanted to believe she would be there waiting for me, I was just too scared that my sister would leave me. I'd go home when it was all over. Instead I picked up some supplies for my rape kit, went to the movies and then had dinner. It was time. I parked my car a few blocks from my victim's house and walked. I had on a baseball cap to conceal my features. I walked up to the front door. There was no other car in the driveway, perfect! The screen door was unlocked, so I opened it. Ding Dong!

"Coming, I got it Ronald. Who is ieeeek!" she screamed as I pushed my way past her and locked the door.

I turned around to find father Ronald standing there. He had a steak knife in his hand.

"You get out of here, leave this house. Please don't make me hurt you. Jami, call the Police, Tara stay back!" the priest barked while holding me at knifepoint. He took his eyes off me for a second to make sure the women were following orders, and that's all it took. I slapped the knife away, and slugged him hard in the gut and then once in the throat. Jami was still trying to find the phone and little Tara was screaming. That all stopped when I pulled my (Fake) gun out of my rape bag.

"Ok everyone settle down. I don't want to hurt you. I just want your TV, stereo and any cash you have. I have to tie you up, but I want to get out of here as quickly as possible. Just do as I say and I'll be gone in a few minutes. " I had the women tie Father Ronald to the chair with the pre cut rope from my bag, and then handcuff him. Mom tied her daughter next, and I tied mom. Let the games begin! Right about then the priest started waking up.