[nutlessspeedrun]

a priest who cant resist touching himself ends up shamefully buying a chastity cage from some fetish site for the sake of preserving his purity. but then, who does he give the keys to? he cant be trusted to hold them himself, since he can barely resist stroking himself to the brink of orgasm over and over again.

he gives them to you, as his favorite member of the congregation. maybe he doesnt tell you what the keys are to, but you're not as naive as he thinks. you promise to keep them safe, and begin daydreaming of ways to torment him and push his resolve.

what happens when he comes to you, trying to remain composed as he asks for the keys back? what happens when you tell him no? do you simply enjoy knowing that he can't relieve the desperate ache between his legs? do you debase him, making him do increasingly dirty, sinful things just for a chance of you giving him freedom to touch himself once more? or do you simply give him a dildo and tell him that if he's so eager to sin, he'll have to learn a new way to do it...?

[his-dogboys-master]

currently obsessed with the idea of a priest who uses a loophole of 'it doesn't count as masturbation if I don't cum' so he just keeps edging himself over and over and never letting himself cum which obviously makes him more and more pent up and desperate for it over time and it's all he can think about, until one day he realises he's gone too far when he's fully hard and fantasising at the pulpit in front of his congregation. but he's in too deep now and he doesn't want to disappoint god so what can he do except helplessly rut up into his hand and cry with frustration when he has to stop, over and over and over again

[desperatemajyyk]

Okay, so these posts are absolutely FIRE, making my bean flip or whateverrrrrr. But, damn, you should not be allowed within 15 feet of a cathedral /hj

firstly, thank you! secondly, would y'all believe me if i said im actually religious irl.

[storebrandprozac]

ooohhh priest kink where you’re unknowingly corrupting him. he just can’t stop himself from staring at you, at all the places on your body where your clothes fit a just little too snug. listening to you in the confessional and desperately trying to ignore the feeling in his gut and the tent in his pants. your voice is just so pretty, he wonders what you sound like when it’s late at night and you’re alone in your bed.

maybe you’re not religious, maybe you only sometimes show up on sundays. it’ll feel like a rarity to him. like you’re an angel blessing him with your presence. he constantly extends every conversation so you won’t leave. and you’re completely unaware of the effect you have on him, only thinking about how the priest at the local church is extremely friendly every time you make a visit.

[nightfallfromgraces]

Obviously a priest overcome with lust is hot, but what about a priest overcome not just with carnal desire, but also love?

A priest who finds himself searching for you from the crowd every Sunday. A priest who writes his homilies and finds himself thinking of you, especially whenever “grace” or “providence” or “love” comes up. A priest who feels aching yearning for you whenever you’re not there. A priest who is all too quick to assure that your sins, whatever they may be, are forgiven, and that you are loved - it takes a moment from him to add “…by Lord and Jesus Christ, of course” at the end of that.

A priest who realizes that, for all his years of devotion to God, your smile makes him feel warm and whole in a way that rivals everything he has known.

A priest who is sure that the forbidden fruit tasted like you when he finally has you, and he suddenly understands Adam all too well for ignoring God’s orders in the favor of Eve. You take him so beautifully, and he feels like he has come home. God’s love can’t rival yours, and His heaven can’t compare to the one he finds in your arms.

[ash-rigby]

a priest giving in and jerking off; crying in equal parts pleasure and shame, whimpering "Forgive me" over and over right before he cums

[stjohnstarling]

If they didn’t want me to corrupt a Catholic priest they shouldn’t have made them all wear the fancy little dresses with the slutty nipped waists. Simple as that.

[wolfjohn-01]

I like pretty sluts.

The way they suffer, the way they carry pain, lets me know God wanted me to enjoy your misery.

It's what I imagine an Angel to look like when their wings are torn off.

There is something biblical in taking a creature smaller than me and beating it like a stray dog. Lessons given in blood that you will only understand when you accept that it is always your fault.

I feel closer to God when I torture one of his gentle creations and the only consequence is their quiet crying being suffocated in the overwhelming silence that answers exactly what their place in the world is to be

[hubrisinnate]

Pulling a Father's roman collar out of his shirt and seeing the stitches from his fingers on the edges of the collar, kissing along the top of the fabric against his neck, feeling his hands grabbing the arms of his chair so he doesn't fall from grace, straining against his willpower and his slacks, promising himself that he won't fall as he did last week.

Or the week before, or before that— But he knows how useless it is to lie to himself, not when he feels his knees widening again and weight on his thighs, and he knows already that the crucified Jesus on the wall behind him was watching every movement and every grind, hearing every shaking breath falling from his own mouth, and he already knows that his hands have lost their battle with the arms of the chair in search for soft hips.

[doing-something-unholy]

Thinking about a priest who absolutely freaks out over the most vanilla sexual thoughts he's having because the kinky stuff hasn't even occurred to him yet.

"No, I can't possibly tell you, it's- it's- just too awful.... I want someone to... put their mouth on me... between my legs. Wait, what? What do you mean where? Theres another option?? I- OH GOOD LORD--"

[doing-something-unholy]

How collars attach to cassocks

Plus some info on how cassocks work in general

Disclaimer: there is a ton of variation between denominations and time periods, the exact details differ slightly in some styles.

TL;DR: Depending on the priest (or the weather) it'll either be a rabat collar that only extends a few inches under the cassock, or it'll be a neckband collar attached to a shirt under the cassock.

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Im focusing mostly on the type that would be worn with a cassock, but there are regular shirt styles too.

Option 1: A Rabat Collar.

Snaps or buttons to hold it shut in the back (and in some options, to hold it to the collar of the cassock). The one pictured also has snaps to keep the front of the cassock flush to it.

Undershirt optional it seems, because [this bishop] doesn't seem to be wearing one with his.

They also come in a variety of lengths, the shortest go under a cassock, but the longer ones can go under sweaters, suit jackets, etc.

Option 2: A Neckband Shirt

These things have so much variety and so many buttons lmao.

Some of them have the black part of the roman collar built into the shirt, others have it removable entirely.

The removable ones have buttons in the back and front that attach the collarette to the shirt, these buttons usually get hidden under the outermost layer of fabric.

These shirts can be worn by themselves in black, but if they're going under a cassock it's usually white. French cuffs are common on the white ones.

Option 3: Directly Attached?

I didn't find anything specific about this but looking at the screenshot at the very top, it appears some cassocks have button holes to attach the collar band directly. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

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Cassocks in general:

Typically fitted like a coat in the upper half with enough extra fabric in the skirt to move freely. Using Father David Michael here because he's the first priest I could think of who wears a cassock regularly. Also, based on being able to see down his sleeve on the far left, he's wearing a rabat collar or similar.

The cincture band (called a fascia, or sometimes girdle) is two pieces: a band around the waist and the extra fabric draped over it. This one closes with velcro.

Cassocks traditionally have 33 buttons down the front, symbolic of Jesus's 33 years of life, and are supposed to be fully buttoned all the way down. (I wear mine wrong irl, only buttoned on the upper half because I cannot be assed to get them all lmao) There are 5 buttons on the cuff, symbolic of Jesus's five wounds on the cross (each hand and foot, plus the side wound). [x]

Colors: priests are all black, Monsignors have purple (magenta in my opinion) piping and buttons, and Cardinals have red piping and buttons or a fully red cassock in formal situations.

And yes, they are definitely supposed to be wearing pants under there. Unless... 😏?

[dragon-dicks]

All I'm saying is that there is something so deeply attractive about a man who is absolutely stricken by guilt and loathing and believes himself unworthy of even the love of a God he's not even sure he believes in anymore, who is willing to fall into true depths of depravity and self-destruction just to feel something other than that guilt

also the confessional booth sex trope never gets old

[dragon-dicks]

To elaborate on this since it clearly resonated with you guys:

You are salvation, damnation, and temptation all in one. He knows he should not indulge in you, because of course it is a sin, because of course God will condemn him for it. It is forbidden. But God tolerates a lot of evil in this world. And he hates himself because that doubt worms into his mind anytime he has these thoughts of you. Thoughts of wet, warm, joined flesh, of fervent kisses that burn like branding irons, of pleas to a God who made the Devil so much stronger than a Man. But you will be the one to show it as he begs God for mercy. You will show him tenderness, whispering how good he is as he moves in you, as you guide his hands and touch over your form. Or maybe you want to be cruel. You will indulge his pain, become the punishment he craves. Pin him down, ignore the pleas until he is spent and *you* are satisfied. Claw him, slap him, remind him who he *truly* belongs to.

Vows be damned, soul be damned.

[sweetm0urningl4mb-deactivated20]

getting bent over an altar and fucked stupid while you’re forced to try and recite bible verses out loud while a needy desperate pent-up priest pounds into you. the priest would tease you if they could and they would pull out or go agonizingly slow, but they’re far too excited to finally be fucking something. them stroking your hair and praising you while they pound into you, them mumbling “oh god” and “jesus christ” under their breath, not caring that they’re taking God’s name in vain because they’re far too focused on cumming inside you. anyway

[doing-something-unholy]

Drawing of "imposition of hands" during ordination from My Catholic Faith.

[lovs-ck]

*in the confessional booth* i have developed a new kink

[lyeofhell]

just saw a hot butch on tiktok dressed as a priest using “he/hymn” pronouns. You have 3 seconds to tranq me

[chainymail]

I know people clown the erect codpiece in plate armor but . personally. Sitting on a knight’s lap and grinding on this would uhhhhh