I had just finished reading my Bible verses for the day. I had a…

I had just finished reading my Bible verses for the day. I had a little book I’d gotten from my church called Daily Devotions. Each day had a list of Bible verses along with a kernel of truth about being a Christian in today’s world. 

“Thank you God for everything!” I said to God. I headed off to a special meeting I had found online. It was a BDSM meeting, which I looked up on Urban Dictionary. It said: Bible Discussion/Study Meeting and so I had decided to attend. I followed the directions to the address and then I got out of my car and headed inside. It looked like an old house, which I found odd, but I guess Christians live in all kinds of places and this would be just as good a place as any to worship the Lord. Any place was a good place to worship. I held on tight to my bag, which contained my Bible and my notes I’d taken on a recent piece of scripture I’d attended a lecture on. I wanted to better understand the Bible, and this was my chance! I was so excited. 

“I’m here for the BDSM meeting,” I told the girl who opened the door. 

“Come on in,” she said. “You need to fill out the forms on the table.” She seemed nice enough. 

“Thank you and God bless you,” I told her. She looked at me like I was insane but she responded. 

“God bless you too,” she said with a shrug. I headed to the table, where a lady handed me a clipboard. There were other people there, filling out surveys. There were a lot of very personal questions. 

“Are you a virgin?” it asked. I checked the yes box. I hadn’t found the right person yet. 

“Do you like being tied up?” I thought about this. Why would they be asking me this question? It was so odd, and looking back I should have known then that I was in the wrong place, but I was naive and stupid. I checked yes, just because I really didn’t understand the question. I didn’t understand a lot of things. I handed the filled out questionnaire to the woman who seemed to be collecting them and she led me to a door and told me I could go in. 

I walked down a long, dark hallway and it almost felt like the house was haunted. When I reached a door at the end of the hallway I stopped and put my hand on the knob. Something about this place was scary. I didn’t feel God with me. I paused to pray. 

“Dear heavenly father, please be with me tonight at my first BDSM meeting. Amen.” I took a deep breath and then I headed inside. What I saw rocked me to my very core. There were women tied up, shackled, bound, gagged and stuffed full of cocks. It was like watching the really scary porn your mother warns you about, but in real life. I was frightened by the way they were screaming, by the way they were being flogged and whipped. 

“Look, a new girl. Hi there,” a man walked up to me. “Here for the BDSM meeting?” 

“Yes, but where do we pray?” I asked. 

“Well, most of the women say their prayers as we are tying them up. You ready for your turn?” he asked with a smile. 

“My turn?” I asked. 

“Yeah, your questionnaire says you like being tied up. I can help,” he said and before I knew it he had whisked me away. “Take off your clothes,” he said. 

“I think there’s been some kind of mistake,” I tried to explain. setting my bag down and pulling out my Bible. 

“Trust me, everyone gets scared their first time, but the last girl I tied up like this told me she literally saw God. That sounds fun, doesn’t it?” he asked me and I thought about it. I did want to see God. So I put down my Bible and took off my clothes the way the man had asked, having faith that God wouldn’t lead me astray, that the Holy Spirit was with me, and Jesus too. 

The man tied me up so tight that I could barely move. My back was against a mattress that had been shoved up against the wall on it’s side. My legs were tied so they were completely spread apart, and my arms were also tied apart. My body felt like it was on display in a way that God would not approve of. I felt self-conscious and I wanted to ask him to untie me, but it seemed like he had spent an inordinate amount of time on tying me up. I almost felt it would be rude to ask him to untie me after going to all that trouble. 

“Excuse me? Sir? When will I see God?” I asked. 

“Oh, you want to do that now? Already? I guess I can make that happen,” he said and I smiled, hoping that he had some kind of secret prayer than summoned God or something. I was excited, but apparently I wasn’t prepared for what he was about to do to me. 

I watched him stroking his cock and I realized at that moment that he was going to fuck me. I was a virgin! I was scared. I didn’t know what to do. And so I prayed. I prayed to God to save me from this situation. All I had wanted to do was see God! All I had wanted to do was understand the Bible, and somehow I had ended up naked and strung up by a bunch of ropes. 

“Okay, you ready to see God, Missy?” he asked me. 

“Yes, Sir,” I said, and my worst fears were confirmed as he slid a stool up to the bed and climbed up onto it. His cock was right at the entrance to my pussy. 

“You ready?” 

“Are you going to have sex with me?” I asked him, confused. 

“Yep,” he said and he pushed his cock into my virgin pussy. I yelped because it hurt a bit, but as soon as the hurt dissipated, the pleasure arose from within me. I began to feel things I knew I wasn’t supposed to feel. Up until that point in my life the only thing that had felt that good was feeling God working through me, through reading the scripture. But now, as this man fucked my pussy for the first time, I felt good in ways I’d never known. 

I could feel myself getting closer and closer to something, but what it was, I didn’t know. Perhaps it was God, and so I followed that feeling, letting this man use my pussy with his dick in ways I’m certain God would not approve of. That’s when it happened. Something inside of my body exploded and I could feel the shrapnel lodging in every part of my insides. I could feel the presence of God as my screams of pleasure escaped my mouth. I was speaking in tongues, talking in gibberish that I was certain God had planted inside of me. I could feel God working in me, my screams getting lost in the darkness of it all. 

“Cum for me! That’s right! Keep cumming,” the man said. I heard his words, but God had already taken me. I was with God, screaming in ecstasy, yielding to his Godly presence. I had never felt anything like this before, and I knew that it felt so good that it had to be God-given. This had to be something that God approved of. I screamed again, unsure if I could keep going or if this was too much pleasure. But that’s when he stopped. 

“Hey! Why did you stop!?” I asked. “I almost saw God!” 

“Don’t worry. I’m pretty sure Jerry here can help you,” he said and he stepped off of the stool, and Jerry took his place. 

“If this cock don’t make you see God, then no cock will!” he bragged. He did have a rather large penis and when he stuck it in me for the first time I knew that he was right. This cock was even better than the first one! He began to fuck me, and instantly I was taken back to God. I could literally feel God inside of me as Jerry’s cock made me cum again and again. This was the best Bible Study I’d ever been to, and we hadn’t even cracked open a Bible! I had almost seen God, and I was on my way back to see him this time. This time, I was determined to reach God, and if Jerry’s cock didn’t get me there, I’d keep trying more of them until I found the right one, the one that made me see God.

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