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Bishop Mallory

I smiled as I hung up on Cardinal Richelieu, who presided over my archdiocese. If he was involved, the new Bimbo Faith was getting noticed. I shuddered, relaxing back into my chair as Bimbo Superior Lisa Marie suckled on my cock. Her warm, wet mouth felt incredible around my dick.

She was a MILF. A faithful wife who had become a bimbo nun at the carnival earlier today. She would be running my first Bimbo Convent. I was in the middle of setting that up when the cardinal called. Now…

I just wanted to cum in the Bimbo Superior’s mouth.

The married woman worked her mouth up and down my dick. It was such a wonderful delight to have her blowing me like that. I enjoyed every second of that hot mouth working up and down my dick. She nursed hard on me.

I groaned, savoring the warmth of that mouth. Her tongue danced around my dick. It was beautiful. I loved every second of her blowing me. She groaned, sucking so hard on me. It was glorious. I rose and rose toward my climax.

“Shit, shit, shit,” I growled as she nursed on me. “That’s it, slut! Worship my cock.”

The Bimbo Superior did just that. She suckled hard on my cock. She blew me with all that she had. I groaned, rising toward my climax. I would flood the married slut’s mouth with so much spunk. I loved the passion she put into it.

Her black veil fluttered around my legs. Her white wimple wrapped around her face, the only modest part of her uniform. She suckled and slurped on me. It was such a beautiful thing. I groaned, my nuts tightening with the need to cum.

“Goddamn, you’re just such a slut, Bimbo Superior Lisa Marie!” I growled.

She squealed around my cock. There was nothing a bimbo loved more than to be called a slut. They were such airheads. They didn’t need to think. No woman did. Just let men run the world the way it used to be before all this modern crap.

Things were so much simpler back then.

My nuts tightened with the need to cum. The need to erupt into her mouth. It was so good. Just a wonderful moment to have her blowing me. She nursed hard on my dick. Her tongue stroked around my cock. It was so wonderful. I rose and rose toward that moment when I would erupt.

The pressure swelled and swelled. I rose toward that glorious moment when I would cum so hard. She suckled hard on my dick. She nursed on me with all that she had. It was so good to have her doing that. I loved it.

“Shit, that’s it!” I growled as she danced her tongue around my cock. “Fucking bimbo-whore! Yes!”

I erupted.

She gulped down my jizz. All bimbos were cum-hungry sluts. Stars flashed across my vision as I erupted into her mouth again and again. I savored every second of this passion shooting through me. I squirmed in my chair, enjoying the way that she nursed on me.

She suckled it all down. It was fantastic. I panted, savoring that wonderful mouth blowing me with all that she had. I leaned back into my chair as she nursed on me. I spurted a final blast of cum into her mouth. I panted, enjoying that heat.

It was such a wonderful moment.

“Damn,” I panted. “That’s good!”

She popped her mouth off my cock and squealed. “So goody goody and greaty goody! Yay! You’re all blessedy by my sucky mouth!”

“Yes, I am,” I said and grabbed my phone. It was on the map screen. I was supposed to select a site for the Bimbo Convent. I tapped it, someone owning the land. There was a progress bar that read, Building the Bimbo Convent.

That was insane.

Then there was a picture of the lot just up the street here. It used to be a run-down strip mall that was covered in graffiti. It had a smoke shop and a liquor store; the rest of the buildings boarded up. Now it was a convent with a brick wall topped by iron spikes around it. The convent rose in the middle, a Gothic building.

It had a naked woman at the peak, humping the spire. Or maybe pole dancing on it.

The wrought iron gate had worked into the metal, “Convent of St. Bimbo the Slut.”

Then a new screen popped up. Assign a Bimbo Supreme to the convent and at least five nuns.

So I assigned Lisa Marie as the Bimbo Supreme. I selected Sisters Kelly Rachel, Amy Rose, Lola Catherine, Britney Hannah, Polly Brenda, Opal Kassie, Mandy Daisy, and Nina Esmerelda to work there.

The Bimbo Supreme vanished.

“Fuck,” I groaned.

You can monitor the feed from the Bimbo Convent through the App or through a special website. You can set up how much a month people are charged to watch the Bimbo Nuns as they cavort in the convent with each other and with those they “counsel.”

I went through all that. Setting up the registration amount. I went with $39.99 a month for the subscription rate. It was probably high, but this Bimbo App was just such an amazing thing. I bet it would work out.

Next, how to handle the cardinal. He was threatening to evict me from my church. Technically, the Catholic Church owned it. The cardinal administered all the church’s property in his archdiocese. He would have to go to the courts, though.

That meant a judge and…
I smiled.

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Judge Horace Constable

I did my best to focus on court, but it was so boring today. It was all expert witnesses, and the minutiae was mind-numbing. The jury looked to be falling asleep, and there was still thirty minutes before I could call a break.

My phone buzzed. I swiped the screen. It was easy to do. I had computer monitors before me and no one could see what I was doing except my clerk, and she was probably playing solitary right now. My bailiff stood up to my left, yawning.

I opened the text and blinked. It was an image of a naked nun. She was sexy, her tits large and heavy, revealed by the corset she wore. It raised her tits. She was lounging on an altar. The back of another nun’s head was before her.

“Want to see the nubile nun eat out the mother superior?” asked the text. “Click the link to see the livestream.”

I frowned. That was insane. The impulse to watch grew on me. No one could see me. It was my personal phone and not the computer. Some clerks and judges had been busted for viewing that stuff on the county computers. The temptation rose and rose.

I don’t know why, but the idea of one nun going down on another made my cock so hard.

Cheeks burning, I made sure my phone was muted before tapping the link.

The image was of that busty nun shuddering on the altar. Another nun was between her thighs, feasting on her. It was a live feed. That was insane. Not only that, there were other cameras. I breathed heavily as I watched the nuns feasting.

I tapped another feed. It was two nuns in a vestibule tribbing. They were humping their pussies together. One had red hair peeking out of her wimple while the other was a Black nun. They moaned and gasped, their faces so youthful. I swallowed.

Another camera showed a nun bent over a sink getting her pussy eaten out from behind. No, it was her asshole. She was being rimmed. My dick was so hard. This was so exciting. I wanted to see more. My cock throbbed.

I switched cameras to another nun who held a sign that read, “JUDGE CONSTABLE COME FUCK US.”

There was an address underneath.

Then the video ended. FREE PREVIEW OVER flashed on my screen.

I swallowed, leaning back. I had a huge case of blue balls. That address… That was, what, ten minutes away? I could go there once we recessed for the day. They wanted me to come. It made no sense, but I just had to go there.

I had to head to this convent.

Court was a massive torture. I couldn’t get those nuns out of my mind, and the rest of the day was the tedious expert testimony. It was an auto insurance claim. They were fighting over how much was the victim’s pre-existing MS condition, and how much was injuries she suffered in the accident.

It was all so technical as both sides had doctors arguing the exact opposite things.

Finally, I called it recess. The jury looked so defeated. They probably would find for the victim, but how much? Juries could be strange. Sometimes, they would award large amounts, and other times they felt that such big amounts of damages were just too extreme, as if the victim didn’t deserve that much.

I was just glad to finish up my stuff for the day. I wished my clerk and bailiff a good day and rushed to my car. Ten minutes later, I found a place to park before the Convent of St. Bimbo the Slut. It was just here in the open. So bold.

I opened the gate and headed to the door. I rang the doorbell.

A nun opened it. She had her tits out and had a skirt so short, it would flash her ass if she bent over. She beamed at me. She was such a young thing, clearly underage. She motioned me in where more nuns were waiting, the busty one in the middle.

“Welcomey, Your Honory Judge!” they all squealed together, bouncing up and down.

“I’m Bimboy Superior Lisa Marie,” the busty one from the altar said, “and were here to pleasey you. Bishopy Mallory wants you to have a wondermus experience worshipingy with us. We’re all holey moley bimboy-nuns!”

“YAY!” the others squealed, bouncing up and down, Their tits of various sizes heaved, bounced, or jiggled. They were all so adorable.

“Fuck me,” I groaned.

They squealed and swarmed me. I had them all around me. This was incredible. They were pressing their tits into my body as the showered me in kisses. They smooched my cheeks and lips. Two of them kissed me at once.

I was so dizzy with lust. The room spun around me as they stripped me naked. They were yanking off my tie. Unbuttoning my dress shirt. Undoing my suspenders. They were stripping me all off. I shuddered as I was soon naked and surrounded by their nubile flesh.

“Praisy the Lordy Lord!” they all squealed as they pushed me down.

“Yes!” I groaned. “Fuck me, this is amazing!”

I was on my back, the nuns all around me. Then one straddled my head. She had a shaved pussy. A tart flavor filled my nose. I groaned as I licked at her. She squirmed on me, her rump plump. It was the Bimbo Superior.

I devoured her cunt as another nun gripped my cock and pressed me against her pussy. She rubbed me up and down her tight slit. I growled into the Bimbo Superior’s cunt as that juicy snatch massaged the crown of my dick.

The nun plunged her pussy down my shaft.

“Fuck!” I roared.

“The judgey’s biggie dick is all innie me!” squealed the nun.

“You’re so lucky ducky, Sistery Lola Catherine,” gasped one of the nuns.

“I ammy am!” the nun riding my dick said as she slid up me. Sister Lola Catherine had such a tight cunt. I couldn’t ever remember being in pussy so amazing before. “Thanky the Lordy Lord!”

She plunged down my cock.

I growled into the Bimbo Superior’s cunt as that hot twat worked up and down my dick. It was amazing. I was in heaven. I feasted on the Bimbo Superior’s pussy. I tongued her cunt, lapping at her with such passion. She squealed as she squirmed on me.

It was a glorious moment to devour her like this. My tongue flicked through her folds. I lapped at her with such hunger. She squirmed on my face. My tongue stroked through her hot flesh as Sister Lola Catherine rode me.

“Ooh, ooh, so goody good,” the Bimbo Superior groaned. “Eaty my cunty hole, Mistery Judge!”

“Yes, yes, Mistery Judge has such a hugey dick!” squealed Sister Lola Catherine. “I’m gonna cummy so hardy hard on your amazeball cock!”

“Good!” I growled into the Bimbo Superior’s tart pussy.

I lapped at her cunt, my tongue stroking through her delicious folds. It was a wonderful moment to devour her like this. To work my tongue through her hot petals. I gathered her up juices as my dick ached in the bimbo-nun’s hot twat.

This was such an amazing place. It shouldn’t exist, but it did.

I plunged my tongue into that juicy snatch. I swirled around in her. I loved how she squirmed on my face. Juices spilled down my cheek as I licked at that amazing cunt. That hot twat worked up and down my dick at the same time.

My nuts tightened beneath the need to cum in her cunt. I wanted to erupt into her. Just flood her with all that I had. It would be such a perfect moment. She moaned and gasped, working her twat up and down me.

“Ooh, ooh, Mistery Judge,” moaned the bimbo-nun. “That’s so goody!”

“Yesy yes, eatty out my cunty hole!” the Bimbo Superior moaned. “You’re gonna makey me cummy so hardy!”

“That’s right!” I growled as that hot cunt plunged down my dick. “Just make you explode. Shit, shit, shit!”

That hot cunt plunged down my dick before sliding back up me. I growled in delight as she did that. It was so amazing to have her riding me like that. I loved it. I savored that hot flesh around my dick. It was perfect.

Just outstanding.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” I growled. “That’s hot! That’s so hot!”

I tongued through that wonderful cunt. I licked at her with such passion. She moaned, riding me with all that she had. It was beautiful. I rose and rose toward that moment when I would cum in her snatch. I would flood her with so much passion.

I lapped at the Bimbo Superior’s clit. I nibbled on her bud. Her juices dripped down my chin. She moaned as I did that. She squirmed on my face as I lapped at her. I loved her taste. Her butt-cheeks clenched before my face.

“Mistery Judgey Judge!” she howled and bucked on my face.

Her tart juices gushed out of her pussy and drowned me. I groaned and lapped up her juices. I loved the flavor of her cunt. She tasted so fucking good. I stroked through her petals as that hot twat rode my dick.

“Ooh, ooh, Mistery Judge!” Sister Lola Catherine gasped. “That’s so goody. Yesy yes!”

She plunged her cunt down my dick and squealed out in rapture. Her pussy writhed around my cock. Her hot flesh suckled at me. I growled into the Bimbo Superior’s cunt as that hot cunt suckled at my dick. The pressure burst at the tip.

I erupted into her twat.

“Fuck!” I roared into the Bimbo Superior’s snatch.

I spurted my cum into the bimbo-nun’s pussy. She rippled around me, milking my cock. I loved that I was dumping my load into her hot twat. The pleasure shot through me. Stars flashed across my vision. The ecstasy was outstanding.

“Shit!” I growled as Sister Lola Catherine’s pussy suckled at my dick.

It felt so good to have her cunt writhing around my cock. She spasmed about me. It was incredible to have her nursing at me. I groaned at the heat of twat suckling at my dick. She was incredible. She drove me wild with her pussy.

I loved every second of her nursing at me. She worked out all that spunk from my nuts. I erupted into her one more time, lapping at the Bimbo Superior’s pussy. I tongued up her tart juices as I breathed out in delight.

“Ooh, ooh, he came so muchy much in my pussy!” squealed Sister Lola Catherine as she popped her pussy off my cock. “Who wants to lick all of Mistery Judge’s cummies out of my cunty hole?”

“Me, me, me!” so many bimbos squealed.

I groaned as the Bimbo Superior rose off my cock. I licked my lips, feeling so good. I just buzzed with how amazing it was to have dumped all my load into that cunt. I sat up to find a Black nun kneeling and wiggling her rump at me. Her pussy juices dripped down her dark thighs.

“Fuck, yes,” I growled, another nun burying her Sister Lola Catherine’s sloppy snatch. “That’s fucking hot!”

The bimbo-nuns squealed around me. They were all so eager to get wild. I loved it. I groaned, my dick twitching as I climbed to my feet. I had to fuck some tight ass right now. Just bury my dick into some amazing bowels.

That would be incredible.

I flipped the Black nun’s skirt up. She smiled back over her shoulder at me. She was another young one. Underage. Perfect. My cock twitched, dripping in her fellow nun’s juices. I pressed my cock into her butt-crack. She had a tight tush.

I slid it down and down her crack to her asshole. I loved the feel of her anal ring against my dick. I pushed and pushed on her. She gasped in delight as I did that. I loved drilling against her backdoor. She squealed as her anal ring opened wider and wider for me.

“I wanna have your biggie dick in my buttyhole!” she moaned. “Just that hugey cock slidying into my assyhole. Won’t that be nicey?”

“So fucking nice,” I growled as I thrust harder against her anal sheath.

Her backdoor stretched open. It was such a wonderful moment. Her anal ring spread over the crown of my cock. I popped into her bowels. I sank into her hot flesh, groaning at the warmth of her bowels devouring my cock.

It was just heaven to slide into her anal sheath. She felt amazing around my cock. Her asshole gripped my dick. I pressed deeper and deeper into her bowels, reveling in every inch of her bowels that I sank into.

I smiled from ear to ear. This was the pleasure that I craved.

“Goddamn,” I growled. “Some underage nun ass!”

“Yesy yes!” she moaned. “I’m all underyage! Ooh, ooh, Mistery Judge, your dick’s so biggie. I lovey dovey it!”

“I bet you do, you fucking slut!” I snarled, my cock vanishing into her asshole. I bottomed out in the Black nun’s bowels. “Don’t you love it, slut?”

“Yesy yes!” she moaned, wiggling her hips back and forth. “Fucky me so hardy, Mistery Judge!”

I gripped her hips and drew back my cock. Her bowels gripped my rod. She held me tight with her bowels. It was incredible to have her around me. She felt so good as I pulled back and back. Her velvety flesh massaged me.

It was so perfect.

I slammed back into her bowels. I sank into her anal sheath. It was a beautiful thing. She groaned as I buried to the hilt in her asshole. I fucked her with force. I plowed into her with all that I had. It was so good to fuck her like this.

I pounded her bowels with such passion. I thrust into her again and again. I grunted, fucking her so hard. It was a beautiful thing to pound her like this. She gripped my dick with her tight asshole. I groaned, fucking her bowels hard and fast.

“Shit, shit, shit!” I growled. “That’s it! Just fucking take it!”

“I’m takying it!” she whimpered as I pounded her bowels. “Ooh, ooh, I’m takying it so hardy in my buttyhole!”

I loved hearing that. I slammed into her bowels deep and hard. It was so good to fuck her anal sheath with all that force. It was a wild delight. I buried into her asshole with such force. I pumped away at her again and again.

I loved the feel of her bowels around my cock. I pumped deep and hard into her. I slammed to the it in her asshole. My nuts slapped into her taint. Around me, the nuns squealed as they made love to each other. One devoured Sister Lola Catherine’s cunt, licking up my cum.

“Ooh, ooh, get all those jizzies out of my twaty hole!” whimpered the nun.

“Every lasty drop!” squealed the other bimbo-nun who feasted on her twat.

Sister Lola Catherine’s round titties jiggled. A strand of red hair escaped her wimple as she quivered, grinding her twat across the lips of her fellow bimbo-nun. It was hot to watch as I fucked the Black nun in the ass.

“Ooh, ooh, Sistery Opal Kassie’s is takying Mistery Judge’s biggie dick in her buttyhole!” the Bimbo Superior moaned as she had her twat eaten. “That’s so hottie!”

“So goody, too!” whimpered Sister Opal Kassie as she clamped her bowels down my dick. “Ooh, ooh, ooh, I’m gonna cummy so hard!”

“That’s fucking right,” I growled, my nuts tightening with my every thrust into her bowels. “Just like that. Let me feel that asshole spasming around my dick, slut!”

“You willy will!” she moaned as I churned her up.

I hurtled closer and closer to cumming in her bowels. That tight, velvety sheath gripped my dick. She knew how to love me. I buried to the hilt in her asshole as she squeezed down on me. I loved it. My nuts tightened with the need to cum.

I could not wait to erupt into her bowels. To flood her with all that I had. It was so good to fuck her like this. To pound her with everything. She gripped my cock with her tight anal shaft. I grunted, fucking to the hilt in her.

“Ooh, ooh, that’s itty it!” she gasped. “I’m cummying!”

Her bowels spasmed around my cock.

I grunted, fucking Sister Opal Kassie’s writhing bowels. She felt incredible around my dick. It was so good to pound into her like that. I loved every second of her anal sheath rippling around me. I rose toward my climax.

“Fuck!” I gasped and buried into her bowels.

I erupted.

I spurted my cum into her bowels. It was so good. The pleasure shot through me. Stars flashed across my vision. I groaned, savoring the way her hot flesh rippled around my cock. She nursed at me with so much passion.

“That’s it!” I groaned. “Shit!”

She whimpered as I dumped my load into her asshole. The pleasure slammed through my mind. Stars flashed across my vision as I enjoyed the way her anal sheath convulsed around my dick. She suckled at me with all that passion.

“Fathery Judge!” gasped the slut as I dumped my load into her.

“Oh, oh, Sistery Amy Rose!” Sister Lola Catherine gasped, her boobs heaving as she same. “You lickyed me so goody!”

“So goody!” the Bimbo Superior groaned, her own big tits heaving. She was a MILF. A sexy, older woman surrounded by so many young nuns.

I loved it.

My dick spurted the last of my cum into that tight asshole. I panted, savoring this heat. It felt so good to have that tight asshole writhing around my cock. I shuddered and pulled out of her bowels. It felt so good to slide out her anal sheath.

I popped out of her backdoor, my dick twitching. It felt so good to have done that. I loved it. I breathed heavily, my heart pounding in my chest. I smiled from ear to ear. My dick twitched with the fun of this moment.

“Damn,” I groaned as I savored all that pleasure washing through me. “That’s good!”

“Let me sucky you clean!” a Hispanic nun squealed and crawled toward me.

“No, no, let me doey that!” another nun gasped. She had braces. “I’m Sistery Polly Brenda, and I’ll sucky your cock so goody.”

“I’m Sistery Rosa Esmerelda and I’ll polishy your pole so cleany clean!” she moaned.

I didn’t know which one I wanted to suck my dick clean. They both were so eager for it. They leaned forward and both licked up my rod fresh from the Black nun’s asshole. A shiver rushed through me as they climbed up and up me. They reached the tip.

They stroked their tongues stroked around the crown of my cock. They half-kissed each other and half-smooched each other. They felt so amazing. I couldn’t choose. Why not just have them both suck my dick like sluts in porn did.

“You both can suck my dick,” I growled. “You can take turns until I cum on your face!”

They both squealed and stared up at me with such joy. They bounced in place, their veils fluttering. Then Sister Rosa Esmerelda opened her mouth and engulfed my dick. I groaned as she swallowed my dirty dick. She slid her lips down and down my shaft. Her tongue danced around my spongy crown.

“Shit,” I growled.

Sister Polly Brenda licked her lips, her braces flashing. She squirmed there as the Hispanic nun suckled hard on my dirty dick. I groaned at how great it felt to have the underage bimbo polishing my pole, but I wanted them both to do it.

“Switch,” I commanded.

Sister Rosa Esmeralda popped her mouth off my cock so Sister Polly Brenda could engulf my dick. I groaned in delight at that. It was so hot to have them both nursing on me. They swirled their tongues around my cock. They suckled on me with all that they had.

It was so good to have them doing that. It was a wild moment to have their lips sliding up and down my cock. I groaned, enjoying the feel of their hot mouths. They loved me with their wonderful tongues. I shuddered, enjoying it.

“That’s it!” I growled. “That’s so good, but you have to share, Sister Polly Brenda!”

“Yesy yes, you gotta sharey!” squealed Sister Rosa Esmeralda.

The nuns traded my cock. I loved the feel of those wet lips popping off my dick. It felt so incredible. Then the other one engulfed my dick. She suckled on me with passion. It was hot to have her working that mouth up and down my dick.

She bobbed her head, nursing on me with all that she had. It was so incredible to have her nursing on me with so much passion. I loved it. I savored the way she nursed on me. I rose toward my climax. Then she passed me back to Sister Polly Brenda.

That was hot having their lips popping off my cock so the other’s sucking mouth could engulf my rod. I grunted, my nuts twitching as I enjoyed this passion. Around us, the other nuns were making love to each other.

They were doing such wicked things.

“Fuck, yes,” I growled, Sister Rosa Esmeralda sucking on my dick again. “That’s so good!”

She squealed around my dick and suckled hard on me.

Then Sister Polly Brenda took over. She suckled with such passion on my cock. Her cheeks hollowed. It was hot having the White slut and the Hispanic whore both working together. The diversity was amazing.

I wanted to cum across their diverse faces.

The pressure swelled at the tip of my dick. I rose and rose toward that moment when I would cum on their faces. I could not wait for that hot delight. They traded me back and forth. They were both sucking so hard on me.

I groaned at the force of their sucking. They were driving me wild. I would just have a huge climax. I wanted to cum across their faces. That would be so hot. I shuddered at the force of their sucking. They nursed on me with all that might one after the other.

“That’s so good,” I groaned. “You’re going to get so much cum. Just keep sucking!”

They did.

Back and forth, they traded my cock. Drool ran down their chins. They both looked so sexy. It was hot to watch them like this. I was so ready to just erupt across their faces. I panted, their mouths feeling so amazing as they slid over the crown of my dick before popping off again.

“I’m going to cum,” I gowned as Sister Polly Brenda nursed on my dick. “I have to cum on your faces!”

“Yesy yes, cummy on us!” squealed Sister Rosa Esmerelda. “Ooh, ooh, just splash us in your cummies!”

“Fuck!” I growled as my nuts tightened. “Oh, fuck, yes!”

Sister Polly Brenda popped her mouth off my dick and moaned, “Jizzy on us, Mistery Judge!”

I erupted.

My cum spurted out and splashed across both their faces. I groaned, the pleasure shooting through me. It felt so good to dump my load across their faces. I grunted, stars flashing across my vision. I loved this moment so much.

It felt so great to erupt across their faces. I drenched their features with my pearly jizz. They both groaned out in delight as I did that. They opened their mouths to catch my cum. I rained it down on them. It was incredible.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” I moaned.

The others were gasping around us. They squealed as they came on each other’s lips. The air reeked of pussy as the rapture shot through my body. My cock unloaded more and more blasts of cum onto their faces.

I could not believe how much stamina I had. It was incredible.

“Mistery Judge!” both the bimbo-nuns squealed as they dripped in my cum.

“Yes!” I growled and fired a last blast to splatter across Sisters Rosa Esmerelda’s and Patty Brenda’s features. “Damn!”

They turned to each other and started licking up the cum at once. They were gathering it up, looking so happy as they did that. I groaned at the sight of them doing that. It was hot. A big smile spread on my lips as they cleaned each other up.

“Goddamn,” I groaned as they traded my spunk back and forth. Their lips worked together, their tongues dancing. “Shit, shit, shit!”

“I know,” a man said.

I jumped and spun around to find a priest behind me in black robes. Panic shot through me. I shot my hands down to cover my genitals. He held out his hand with a friendly smile on his face. He didn’t seem concerned.

“I’m Bishop Patrick Mallory,” he said. “I’m glad you got the link and came to check out my Bimbo Convent.”

“Yours?” I asked. “How?”

“An App.” He smiled as if that was a joke. “What matters is that my cardinal wants to take this all away. My bimbo-churches. My Bimbo Convent. He is afraid of this new faith that will consume the Catholic church.”

“Okay,” I said slowly.

“And they’re going to do it through the courts,” continued the bishop. “So, would you like to own your own bimbo-slut?”

I nodded.

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Cardinal Dave Richelieu

By the time our court date arrived, it had been two weeks. Two weeks before my lawyers could argue before Judge Horace Constable. In that time, two more of my churches had fallen to this disgusting cult. It was foul. Using sex to sell his filthy faith. It was seducing everyone. Men and women.

It had to be stopped. At once.

I strode into the court with my lawyer. We were early. Mallory was here. The smug priest grinned at me. He was calling himself a bishop now. As if he had that right. His heresy had to be stopped. My Jesuit background demanded that I take him down.

“Cardinal,” he said, this smirk on his face.

“None of your nuns are here?” I asked.

“Want to meet one?” he asked. “You’d find them quite… dedicated to their faith.”

I ground my teeth, about to snarl at him, when the bailiff announced the judge. I turned my head to see the judge in his black robes. He strode out, grinning broadly. His clerk followed him out. I sighed at how low-cut her blouse was. She was practically falling out of it, this big smile on her face. She hummed as she sauntered past and sat down at another computer.

She giggled.

I frowned at that.

She was tapping on the keyboard, squirming there in place. She was acting so… childish. It was strange. A suspicion fell on me as I glanced at the judge. He nodded to us. This was the injunction hearing to evict Mallory and his ilk from the churches so they could be reclaimed.

Our lawyers made our arguments while I stared at that clerk. She was sucking on a lollipop, preening. She wasn’t being professional at all. My lawyer argued that the churches were the property of the Catholic Church and we have the right to control the activities. That Mallory was abusing them and turning them into dens of sin. He no longer has a right to the properties and must be evicted.

Mallory himself went up and said, “Your Honor, is it right to take away from the house of worship from thousands of believers? These are our places of worship, and we must be free to express it.”

That was it. Just those sentences. My lawyer spoke for fifteen minutes, laying out case law, precedent, and Supreme Court rulings. Mallory just sat back down and winked at me. My blood boiled. I wanted to do something very un-Christian.

I breathed deeply as the judge made his ruling. I wasn’t shocked when he ruled, “I find in favor of the defendant. This is a place of worship. It is not for me to remove that from them. I am hampered by the First Amendment. If this is an internal Catholic matter, then you must deal with it internally.”

Then he rose, and his clerk skipped behind him, her breasts almost flying out of her top. I hissed to my lawyer, “He’s one of Mallory’s debased followers.”

“Hard to prove,” said my lawyer. “We’ll file an appeal. We’ll look for information. This is a bad ruling. It will get overturned.”

I nodded, so mad. I glared over at Mallory. He was already rising and heading out. I tapped my fingers, my heart screaming. This was insanity. How could he have gotten to a judge? I rose and marched out. I had to find a place to pray.

This was a courthouse. Would there be any place here to pray? Of course not.

That was the problem with today. The removal of religion from the public space. Religion had never been a private thing. Religion was the heart of culture. It should be revealed proudly. That didn’t mean the government should stop others from worshiping how they wanted, but this was a Christian nation.

I stepped outside and looked around. There was a limo parked out front. I ignored it and headed for where I parked. As I passed it, the door opened and bimbo-nuns popped out. I froze as their tits were bouncing and jiggling. They were giggling as they swarmed around me.

“Cardinal!” they squealed and grabbed me.

“Wait, what?” I gasped as they pulled me into the limo. I looked around to spot Mallory on the courthouse steps. He set me up. He lured me out to this place and ambushed me with his sluts. “Get off me! Help!”

“You needy this, Mistery Cardinal!” squealed one of the bimbo-nuns. Their naked breasts rubbed against clothes. I was dressed in a black shirt and slacks, my collar in. Nothing fancy. I could feel their nipples through my shirt. “You’ll lovey dovey this!”

“No, no,” I growled, trying to end them off as they pushed me back into the limo. “You harlots!”

I pushed one back and broke into a run. They tried to hold on, but they were women. I shoved them off and bolted down the street to my car, a Lexus. I reached it and hopped inside. I started the car with a push of the button and took off down the street.

The bimbo-nuns were shouting at me. I shuddered. Their breasts were magnificent. I had taken my vows of celibacy at twenty-two. It had been thirty years of abstaining. Of denying myself. I hadn’t seen breasts in all that time, and now.

“Lord,” I breathed, my cock aching.

It was so hard as I sped to my church. It had a private chapel that I used. I parked and hopped out, temptation burning through my blood. I had to get those images out of my mind. This was so sinful. I couldn’t believe what was happening now.

I burst into the church and rushed to the private chapel. I stepped inside and closed the door. I rushed to the altar, the stained glass windows showing the Virgin Mary in various stages through her life: the annunciation, the birth, and at the foot of the cross. I reached the altar and dropped to my knees.

I prayed fervently. I had to get those thoughts out of my head.

“Mistery Cardinal,” a voice cooed behind me. “I needy you so badly. I’m a virginy nun who needs to be deepy flowered! Yesy yes, my flower needs to be deepyed. Won’t you do it, Mistery Cardinal.”

“Lord,” I breathed and turned around on my knees to find the temptress standing there. A bimbo-nun. Young. Fourteen with modest breasts. She lifted the front of her skirt to reveal a bald vulva. A tight slit that beaded with juices. Her other hand slid down, her fingers parting her folds.

A hymen.

“I’m all purey for you, Mistery Cardinal,” she whimpered. “Won’t you just… worshipy with me! You’ll be the firsty man! I’ll be your personally bimboy-nun, my holey hole just for you!”

I licked my lips. My heart pounded in my chest. This could not be happening.

“You just have to feasty on me,” she moaned and grabbed the back of my head. Her slit was closed again. Tight. Her sweet cream filled my nose. “I’m Sistery Paula May.”

I knew that name. Paula May Connors. She attended this church. He had gotten to her. Made her into a bimbo-nun. Now she pulled my head closer. She pressed my face into her pussy. I shuddered, tasting her sweetness.

I groaned and gripped her rump.

I tongued her.

Licked at her.

I feasted on her, loving the taste of her cunt. It was so sweet. Like manna from the heavens. I shuddered, my hands gripping her tight tush. I held her precious pussy to my face, stroking through her folds. I had never eaten out a woman before.

I had only had sex twice before my vows. I groaned, though, addicted to this. She tasted amazing. Her gasps and moans were as sweet as her snatch. I stroked through her slit, brushing her hymen. That barrier that kept her pure.

That barrier I had to violate.

My cock pulsed in my pants as I feasted on the bimbo-nun. She tossed her head, her little titties quivering. She was such a precious thing. I shuddered as I feasted on her. I tongued her twat, lapping through all of her flesh.

I brushed this little point.

“Mistery Cardinal!” she squeaked. “Ooh, ooh, that’s such a goody spot. My lovey button!”

Love button… Her clitoris.

I stroked over her clitoris. I lapped at it as she shuddered. She moaned, rising and rising toward her sinful orgasm. I was such a brute to do this to her, but I couldn’t resist. Bishop Mallory had driven me here. He unleashed his whores at the courthouse to arouse me so I would be unable to deny myself here.

I was so weak.

I groaned, feasting on that delicious cunt. I licked through her folds. I gathered up all the passion from her I could. She trembled, shivering as I feasted on her. It was such a wonderful moment. She gasped out in delight as I stroked over her twat.

I loved feasting on her like this. I savored lapping at her with all that I had. It was just a wonderful moment to feast on her like this. She whimpered, squirming there as my tongue stroked over her bud. She loved that.

“You’re all pressing my lovey button,” she moaned.

“Yes,” I growled.

I tongued it.

Suckled on it.

She squirmed as I massaged that small nub with my lips. She trembled, her juices dripping down my chin. I loved how she ground on me. That was such an incredible moment. She had to be hurtling toward her orgasm.

I suckled hard on her clitoris.

“Mistery Cardinal!” she howled and bucked.
Her sweet cream spilled out of her. She drowned me

in her passion. Anointed me in her pure juices. I lapped them up. I couldn’t help but feast on her. She tasted so good. I was in awe at how wonderful her cunt tasted.

I lapped at her. I stroked my tongue through her hot folds. It was an incredible moment to feast on her. I loved this so much. I stroked my tongue through her delicious flesh. She groaned as I did that. She trembled, smearing her hot cunt across my face.

“That’s so goody good!” she moaned. “Mistery Cardinal!”

My cock ached in my pants. Thirty years… I needed to be in her pussy. To ram through her hymen and fuck Sister Paula May so hard. I had to spill my seed into her. I groaned, licking as her pure pussy, my tongue stroking across her hymen.

“I need you to deepy flower my pussy!” she moaned. “Please, please, deepy flower me!”

“I’ll deflower you!” I groaned and licked through her slit again.

“Yay!” she squealed. “Yesy yes, that’s so goody!”

I pulled my face from her pussy, my dick so hard. I had lost. Bishop Mallory could get to anyone. He had proven that at court. With this girl. He could have claimed me at any time. He just wanted to spread his corruption.

“So you’ll obey Bishopy Mallory?” asked the bimbo-nun.

“Yes,” I groaned and rose, unzipping my fly.

“Yay!” she squealed.

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Bishop Patrick Mallory

“You have seduced a cardinal to your cause,” the Bimbo App notification read.

I smiled.

I had researched the cardinal. Found out where he liked to privately pray. Found a young girl of his church and bimbofied her. It was easy. She was a good girl. A virgin. Now she would be the cardinal’s personal slut.

“Bonus reward: You may claim his Archdiocese for your own.”

I laughed and hit the button.

“Congratulations. You now control an Archdiocese. You have achieved the role of Patriarch.”

I smiled. Another way to say Patriarch was Pope. The Bimbo’s Pope.

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