Bible Debauchery Novels & Stories

The words from my mouth were cursed. Anything I said came true. When I was eight, a child trafficker broke my right leg. I stared at him and said, "You made me limp, so I'll make you limp too." A second later, steel pipes from an overturned truck went through both his legs. When I was twelve, a staff member at the orphanage stole my winter coat. I said to her, "You stole my warmth, so I'll give you the cold. You won't live past tonight. Ice will be your coffin." That night, she passed out drunk in a walk-in freezer and froze to death. Then the wealthy Shaw family found me and brought me home. However, I knew I was a monster, so I kept my mouth shut and acted like I was mute. But

( He mutters to himself with a rather serious look on his face) LOCATION : CHURCH OF THE DAMNED, WASHINGTON DC TIME : 5:05PM DATE : 21ST FEBRUARY, 2077AD A man is seen kneeling and praying at an altar with several graven and abominable artefacts and illustrations littered across it with the centerpiece being a colorful illustration of a naked woman seating atop a hill, drinking from a golden cup a liquid that looked a lot like blood while several men, women and children knelt at the foot of the hill and worshipped this woman with their hands raised up high, there was a piece of wring on her forehead which read, “MYSTERY, Babylon the great, Mother of Harlots and Of the Abominations of the Ear

In my defense, I'm doing a service to humanity. I lift my gaze toward my father. "Okay, according to this site, 'Bible Today'—what kind of name is that, anyway?—it says the poor possessed person should be tied up. Apparently, the evil spirit controlling their body—these are the exact words—tends to get violent at the sight of holy water, a cross, or a Bible." I look back at my dad, and we both turn simultaneously toward little Amanda, who’s smiling at us, completely clueless.

Sophia replied "I wish things were different" "Me too but that's how the cookie dough rolls" "So,the bible isn't a religion book?" Jennifer asked "No,it's our history book that tells us who we are,who the others that put our people into slavery are, what happened before slavery,what made slavery happened,what happens after slavery and all that other stuff that I still need to study on" Sophia replied "So,what's the history books that they put in the schools?" Jennifer asked "A book full of lies and dookie" Sophia replied

I moaned loudly, my head falling back as he worked me open again, preparing me for more. “So eager,” he praised me, leaning in between my breasts. “Your tight little hole is sucking my fingers like it wants to be stuffed full again. Tell me, sweet girl — do you want your pastor to bend you over the altar next time? Or should I keep you right here on this desk, filling you until you can’t walk straight tomorrow?” The wicked image made my pussy clench hard around his fingers. “Here,” I gasped. “Please… use me here. Make me your secret release every time we prepare for bible study.”

After the battle, the temple slowly fell into sin and temptation, like everything else, the true purpose was lost in the years of absurdity. At first the monks had a strong will against the sins of normal man, but even they fell under the power of temptation, greed, lust, envy, wrath and above else pride. With that they neglected their true purpose, to fight against the forces of evil. They became worse than the evil they pledged to vanquish. It wasn’t long since they started conducting dark rituals and making pacts with the devils of the old world. And still they wanted more; they constantly searched for a way to subdue the demons under their power. They were partially successful.

His lips curved into a smile. I didn’t realise how cute he was until now. No, get thee behind me Satan. I shouldn’t nuture thoughts like that. "Hannah, have you ever wondered what it's like to break the rules, the thrill of it?" he asked, all casual like we were chatting about the weather. My heart paused for a bit as if giving my brain a chance to take in that information, but I shot him a look. "The Bible says flee from temptation, Caleb." He laughed, I felt it within me.

Ryder's eyes flared, his pupils blowing wide as he realized the game she was playing. "The Bible tells us in Hebrews 13:4 that 'Marriage is honorable in all, and the bed undefiled: but whoremongers and adulterers God will judge,'" she quoted, her voice dropping into a sultry, melodic lilt. She leaned forward slightly, her breasts straining against the silk of her bodice. "It's comforting to know that my mother doesn't have to worry about Ryder ever straying. Because he's a man of the cloth. A man who knows that the flesh is weak, but the spirit is willing." She paused, a wicked, barely perceptible smirk touching her lips.

“Fascinated by religious texts, my dear?” Lyda closed the book, and Adea could see the design of the cover, which boasted an intricate cross shape just above the words, Holy Bible. She did know what kind of book it was, but she was alarmed nonetheless by the woman’s mention of religious texts. Adea had a bad feeling in her gut that Lyda was trying to pursue her obsession further. “What is this book?” Lyda asked. The elderly woman stared at it in silence for a moment as if trying to find the right words to describe it. “Well, I would say it’s a collective of religious and allegorical texts recounting the long history of Outside culture and the deities they worshiped.”

Then he stormed out, slamming the door behind him so hard the frame rattled. Outside the bedroom, Zayren’s hands trembled as he grabbed a full bottle of wine. He didn’t bother with a glass this time. He just twisted it open and brought it straight to his lips. He drank deep. Trying to drown the image of her face. Of her undressing in front of him. Of her voice telling him that it disgusted her to have his touch on her skin. That he made her sick. That his mouth, his presence, his desire... meant nothing but shame and filth to her.