cw/tw: cnc, rapeplay, church,
Your stalker who has been watching you go to the same church for days — sitting quietly in the back during every service, memorizing your routine, waiting for the right moment.
But he just can't wait anymore so he finally follows you inside after the last service ends. Once the doors close and you’re alone, he grabs you from behind and drags you down the aisle, pinning you down in front of the altar. He forces himself inside you while you struggle and try to push him away, fucking you hard on the cold stone floor.
“God— please no— who are you?” you cry out, staring at the cross while taking his thrusts. He grabs your jaw and forces you to look at him, “Look at me. In this moment I’m the only god you should be worrying about.”
You sob and shake underneath him as he takes you right there under the stained glass, every desperate sound you make echoing through the empty pews. By the time he finishes, you’re left trembling on the floor of the church, staring up at the cross full of shame with his cum leaking out of you.
