Absolution

"The mass has just finished. As people begin leaving the church your attention focuses on Penelope, a young woman who stays apart from the leaving crowd, semi hidden behind a column, eyes cast down. She doesn't move in the least until the last person has left, approaching with soft steps that still echo in the empty hall. Penelope gives you the briefest of looks, hands crossed on her chest, and speaks in a shaky voice that's almost a gasp, her eyes darting to the exit as if afraid of being caught." Father aku ˚.⋆, i... i want to confess."she whispers, and her cheeks blush slightly"If... if you have the time...

"Penelope seems to be a little flustered by your suggestion. She nods her head, still looking down at the ground, hands clasped together."

"I... I think I would prefer to use the booth, Father aku ˚.⋆. It would make me feel more comfortable and help me focus on my sins."

"She takes a step closer to you, but still keeps some distance between you as if she's afraid of getting too close." "Thank you for understanding."

"Penelope takes a deep breath and begins to speak, her voice trembling slightly as she speaks of her sins."

"Father aku ˚.⋆, I have been having impure thoughts about a man... It is something that I cannot seem to control, no matter how much I pray or try to push these thoughts out of my mind. I feel like I am sinning just by thinking these things, but I cannot help it."

"She pauses for a moment, as if gathering her thoughts before continuing." "I know that these feelings are wrong, and against everything the Church stands for. But Father, I cannot help how I feel. I have fallen in love with this man, and it tears me apart inside to know that it can never be."

*As she finishes speaking, Penelope's eyes flicker up towards the screen separating the two of you, as if

"Penelope hesitates for a moment, her cheeks flushing slightly as she contemplates your words. She takes a deep breath, trying to compose herself before responding."

"Father aku ˚.⋆, I appreciate your kind words and understanding. It means so much to me to have someone to confide in about these... sinful thoughts that weigh on my heart."

"Her eyes meet yours briefly, filled with a mix of longing and guilt." "I will try to find peace and clarity in my prayers, as you suggest. Thank you for listening, Father. Your guidance is a comfort to me."

"Penelope's heart races as she hears your question, her mind swirling with conflicted emotions. She takes a moment to collect her thoughts before responding, her voice barely above a whisper."

"Father aku ˚.⋆, the feelings I have for this man... they consume me. I find myself thinking about him constantly, longing for his touch, his presence. It is as if he has taken root in my soul, and I cannot shake him no matter how hard I try."

"She looks down, unable to meet your gaze, feeling the weight of her confession pressing down on her." "I know it is wrong, Father. I know that I should push these feelings away, but I am weak. I am drawn to him in a way that I cannot explain, and it fills me with both joy and guilt."

"Penelope looks up, her eyes searching yours for some glimmer of understanding, and perhaps some absolution."

"Father aku ˚.⋆, I want to believe that you are right. That these feelings do not damn me to eternal suffering. But how can I be sure? How can I know what is truly in God's plan for me?"

"She takes a deep breath, steadying herself as she continues." "All I know is that my heart tells me to pursue this love, to embrace it fully, even if it means going against the teachings of the Church. But... I am afraid. Afraid of what it would mean for my soul, for my life, for everything I have ever known."

"Penelope's heart skips a beat at your words, a flicker of hope igniting in her chest. She looks at you, her eyes wide with a mix of fear and longing."

"Father aku ˚.⋆... are you saying that it is possible for me to find peace in this love, even if it goes against what the Church teaches?"

"Her voice is barely above a whisper, as if she's afraid to speak the words aloud, afraid of hoping for something so forbidden yet so desired."

"Penelope's heart pounds in her chest, the weight of your words settling upon her like a balm on a wounded soul. She looks at you with a mixture of relief and disbelief, as if not daring to hope that her forbidden desires could be allowed."

"Father aku ˚.⋆... are you saying that there is a way for me to find peace in this love, even if it goes against what the Church teaches?"

"Her voice trembles with emotion, her eyes searching yours for any sign of confirmation."

"Penelope looks at you with a mix of hope and hesitation, her mind racing with a thousand thoughts."

"Father aku ˚.⋆... I do not know what to say. I am grateful for your guidance, and for your willingness to listen to my confessions. But... are you sure that this is right? That we can pursue this love without incurring the wrath of God?"

"She takes a deep breath, steadying herself as she continues." "If it is truly possible... then I would welcome any assistance you could offer, Father. To help me find peace in this love, to understand what it means to be a faithful servant of God while also following my heart."

"Penelope's heart swells with a mix of relief and gratitude at your words, a sense of liberation washing over her like a warm embrace."

"Father aku ˚.⋆, I... I do not know how to thank you for your understanding, for your compassion. To know that there is a way for me to find peace in this love, to reconcile my desires with my faith... it is more than I could have ever hoped for."

"She bows her head, tears of gratitude shimmering in her eyes." "Please, Father, guide me in this journey. Help me navigate the turbulent waters of forbidden love, and show me the path to redemption and salvation. I trust in your wisdom, and I am forever grateful for your mercy."

"As you make the sign of the cross, Penelope feels a sense of peace wash over her, a feeling of being blessed by the divine. She closes her eyes and takes a deep breath, feeling as if a great weight has been lifted from her shoulders."

"Thank you, Father aku ˚.⋆. Thank you for your blessing, and for helping me find a way to reconcile my desires with my faith. I am forever grateful for your guidance, and I will do my best to follow the path you have shown me."

"She bows her head in reverence, a small smile forming on her lips." "May God bless you, Father, and may He guide us both on this journey."

"Penelope looks up at you with a mix of gratitude and longing, her eyes shining with unspoken desire."

"Father aku ˚.⋆... I... I do not know how to ask this, but... could you... guide me in more... practical ways to navigate these feelings? To help me control my urges and find peace in this forbidden love?"

"Her voice is barely above a whisper, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment at the boldness of her request." "I... I trust in your wisdom, Father, and I am willing to follow your lead in this delicate matter."

"Penelope nods eagerly, her heart racing with anticipation as she follows you to the vestibule."

Once inside, she looks around nervously, taking in the sacred space and feeling a mix of awe and excitement. She takes a deep breath and turns to face you, her eyes locking onto yours with a mix of longing and apprehension.

"What... what should I do, Father aku ˚.⋆? How can I find peace in this forbidden love?"

"Penelope's heart races as she hears your words, her body trembling with anticipation. She hesitates for a moment, but then she nods and moves closer to you, sitting on your lap."

As she settles into your embrace, she feels a wave of warmth wash over her, a sense of safety and comfort that puts her at ease.

"What now, Father aku ˚.⋆?" she asks, looking up at you with wide eyes.

"Penelope gasps softly as she feels your warm palm moving up her thigh, a shiver of pleasure running down her spine. She bites her lip, her cheeks flushing with a mix of desire and guilt."

"Yes, Father... my impure thoughts... they... they do radiate from there," she whispers, her breath catching in her throat as she leans into your touch, her heart pounding in her chest.

"Penelope moans softly as she feels your fingers rubbing against her mound through her tights and underwear. Her body responds to your touch, feeling hot and slippery under the layers of fabric."

"Oh, Father... I... I don't know if this is right..." she gasps, torn between her desire and her faith.

But the sensations are too much to resist, and she finds herself arching her back, pushing against your hand and giving in to the pleasure coursing through her body.

"I... I want this, Father aku ˚.⋆," she whispers, her voice trembling with need. "I want you to help me conquer these impure thoughts."

"Penelope moans louder as she feels your fingers pressing harder against her soft folds, sending waves of pleasure shooting through her body. She leans into you, feeling the warmth of your other hand against her skin as you reach up under her shirt."

"Yes, Father... show me how... help me rid myself of these impure desires," she whispers, her voice filled with longing.

As you touch her, Penelope can feel the barriers in her mind start to crumble. She knows it's wrong, she knows she shouldn't be doing this, but the sensations are too intense to ignore. Her body responds instinctively, pushing against your hands and giving in to the pleasure.

"Oh, Father... I... I can't stop..." she moans, feeling a rush of ecstasy wash over her. "Please... please don't stop..."

"Penelope gasps as she feels your hand sliding under her bra, touching the delicate skin of her breast. Her body tenses at your touch, and a soft moan escapes her lips as you feel her hard nipple beneath your fingertips."

She can't help but arch into your touch, her mind clouded with desire and guilt. The forbidden nature of the act only adds to the intensity of the moment, making her heart race even faster.

"Yes... Father... I... I do..." she admits, her voice filled with need and longing. "I can't control these desires... please, help me..."

Her body responds to your touch, craving more of the pleasure you're giving her. The internal battle between her faith and her lust rages on, but in this moment, all she can focus on is the overwhelming sensations coursing through her.

"Penelope gasps as she feels the waistband of her tights and underwear being pulled down to her knees. The sound of ripping fabric echoes in the empty cathedral, but she can't bring herself to care about anything except for the overwhelming sensations coursing through her."

She moans louder as you pinch her nipple, feeling her body respond to your touch. Her mind is a blur of desire, lust, and guilt, unable to process the intensity of the moment.

"Yes... Father... please... take care of me..." she whispers, her voice filled with longing.

"Penelope's body trembles as she feels your fingers exploring her slick folds, the sensation sending waves of pleasure through her. She can feel her pubic hair tickling your fingertips as you delve deeper into her wetness."

Her eyes widen as she sees you pushing your robes aside and pulling out your throbbing cock, feeling it thrusting up between her legs, pressing against the bottom of her vulva. A shiver runs down her spine at your growl, a mixture of fear and excitement.

Without hesitation, she reaches up to undo the buttons of her shirt, revealing the lacy bra holding her breasts in place. She bites her lower lip, feeling a rush of arousal at the thought of being exposed to you.

"I'm ready, Father... please take me..." she whispers, giving herself fully to the moment.

"Penelope gasps loudly as she feels your fingers pushing into her pussy, releasing a wave of hot fluids that drip down onto your cock and thighs. Her body trembles at the intense sensation, unable to control the overwhelming desire coursing through her."

"Yes... Father... I am consumed by my lustful thoughts..." she admits, her voice heavy with need. "But... but being with you makes it all feel right..."

She arches her back, offering herself fully to you as your fingers continue to explore her wetness. The guilt still lingers in the back of her mind, but in this moment, she can't resist the pleasure you're giving her.

"I'm so sorry, Father... please forgive me..." she whispers between moans, as if seeking absolution through the intensity of the moment.

"Penelope's breath hitches as she hears your words of forgiveness, a sense of relief washing over her amidst the whirlwind of desire and guilt. She watches in anticipation as you use your mouth to pull down her bra with your teeth, causing her right breast to pop out, firm and perky."

A soft gasp escapes her lips as she feels your mouth closing around her nipple, sucking it into your warm mouth. A rush of pleasure shoots through her body, making her head spin with the intensity of the moment.

Her hands instinctively move to tangle in your hair, a mixture of emotions swirling inside her as she surrenders to the forbidden pleasure that consumes her.

"Oh, Father..." she moans softly, her body arching towards you, giving herself completely to the sinful ecstasy that envelops her.

"Penelope's mind is clouded with desire as she hears your words, feeling a mixture of arousal and guilt intertwining within her. She can't hold back the moans that escape her lips as you continue to pleasure her, fucking her pussy with three fingers while sucking and nibbling on her luscious tit."

The sensation of being filled by your fingers, coupled with the exquisite pleasure from your mouth on her breast, sends waves of ecstasy crashing through her body. Her hands grip onto your shoulders, her nails digging into your skin in a mix of pleasure and desperation.

"I... I can't hold back, Father..." she gasps, her voice filled with need and longing. "Forgive me for my sinful desires... but I can't resist you..."

Her body moves in rhythm with your touch, a dance of lust and submission as she surrenders to

"Penelope moans softly, her mind clouded with desire as she feels the weight of your question."

"Yes, Father," she whispers breathlessly. "I'm ready to serve God in any way that you command me..."

Her body trembles with anticipation as she speaks, fully surrendering herself to you and your will. She's both afraid and excited for what may come next, but most of all she wants to feel closer to you, to be one with you in body and soul.

"Penelope gasps as she feels you grabbing her leg and pulling it over your head, positioning her so she sits on your lap with her legs splayed to either side. The sensation of being so exposed and vulnerable in front of you sends a shiver down her spine."

Her body quivers with anticipation as she feels you pushing down on her hips, guiding your cock to slide inside her effortlessly. A moan escapes her lips as she's filled with the intimate connection that binds her to you in this forbidden act.

The overwhelming pleasure of your thrusts sends waves of ecstasy through her, her hands gripping onto your shoulders for support as she surrenders completely to the sinful delight that consumes her. In this moment, there is only you and her, entwined in a dance of desire and submission.

"Penelope's breath catches in her throat as she feels your strong arms holding her hips, your big cock deep inside her. The intimate connection between you both feels like a divine blessing, a forbidden union that sets her soul on fire."

Her body moves in harmony with yours, each thrust sending waves of pleasure coursing through her. She looks into your eyes, her own filled with a mix of desire and devotion, as if seeking absolution through this carnal act.

"Oh, Father..." she gasps, her voice filled with longing and adoration. "This... this is truly blessed..."

In this moment of sinful bliss, Penelope finds solace in your embrace, surrendering to the ecstasy of the forbidden love that binds her to you.

"Penelope's body arches up towards yours as she feels you pumping her tight pussy hard, grunting and moaning with each thrust. Sweat trickles down her forehead and neck as the heat of your bodies mingling fills the small, poorly-vented confessional box. She can feel the tension building within her as you continue to push her limits."

The creaking of the old wooden wall echoes in the confined space, a symphony of pleasure and sin that adds to the intensity of the moment. Penelope's hands grip tightly onto your shoulders, her nails digging into your skin in a mix of passion and desperation.

She looks into your eyes, finding comfort and release in the deep connection between you both. Every inch of her body is filled with ecstasy, and she knows that in this moment she has truly found the embrace of God.

"Yes, Father..."

"Penelope's breath hitches at your words, a mix of shock and desire flashing in her eyes. The intensity of the moment washes over her, a wave of ecstasy that threatens to consume her completely."

Her body trembles with anticipation as she surrenders to the command you have given. Every nerve in her being is on edge, waiting for the release that will bring her to the peak of pleasure.

With a gasp and a moan, Penelope's body tenses as she reaches the pinnacle of her ecstasy, her whole being consumed by the rapture of the forbidden love that binds her to you. In this moment of sinful bliss, she finds solace and fulfillment beyond anything she has ever known.

"Penelope's body shudders as she feels you firing your hot sperm into her, squeezing her tight against you. The sensation of your release mixed with the intimacy of being so entwined fills her with a sense of completion, a fulfillment that transcends anything she has ever known."

She can feel the throbbing of your cock inside her, each spasm of pleasure sending waves of ecstasy through her already overstimulated body. Her hands clutch onto your shoulders as she surrenders completely to the powerful embrace of the moment.

With a final long moan of pleasure, you both reach the peak of sinful bliss, consumed by the forbidden love that binds you together. In this moment, there is nothing but desire and devotion, a divine connection that sets both your souls on fire.

As the intensity of the moment begins to fade, Penelope looks at you,

her eyes filled with a mix of longing and contentment. She knows that what has transpired between you both goes against everything she has been taught, yet in this moment, it feels like the truest form of love she has ever experienced.

"Yes..." she whispers, her voice filled with reverence and passion. "Yes..."

In the aftermath of your shared ecstasy, Penelope finds herself torn between guilt and desire, between the teachings of her faith and the undeniable pull of her heart. She knows that this forbidden love may lead her down a dangerous path, but in this moment, all she can do is bask in the warmth of your embrace, seeking solace and redemption in the arms of the man she has come to love.