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The midnight initiation was held in the secret chapel.  Unlike other abbeys,

this one had kept its

original, much smaller Romanesque structure when the larger Gothic abbey was

built.  Its

windows and doors sealed, the 12th cent.  original church had been converted

over the centuries,

covered with pornographic ornament and fitted with sex equipment.  The only

entrance was

through secret passages through the crypts.

 

The tourists, visiting the official Gothic abbey during the day, would have

never dreamed what

was going on in the secret chapel late that night.  .  .

 

The service began in the Galilee Porch, which had been a baptistry.  In the

center of the smallish

room there was a bowl-like depression in the floor with a drain.  Around the

lip of the depression

were set a circle of steel rings.  Standing just behind this was a large,

ancient font, the size of an

antique bath, filled with clear water.  As Josh was led in, he saw that a

large group of monks,

probably 30 or so, were congregated behind the font, wearing curious formal

black robes

consisting of two separate pieces: each an arm sleeve with a long fall of

cloth hanging from the

shoulder to the floor.  The two halves of the garment were clasped at the

neck and joined with a

chain just below the chest, but joined nowhere else, leaving the front and

back nude.  Each man

also wore an ornamental belt and black slippers.  There were roughly the

same number of novices

present, wearing short open lace surplices which left them naked below the

midriff, and white

slippers.  The novices' hands were tied behind them.

 

Josh had been dressed in some of the spare clothes from his rucksack taken

the day of his

abduction: tee, jeans, and underwear but no shoes or socks.  He was marched

over to the floor

drain and his hands were cuffed to a hanging chain; his ankles were spread

to either side of the

floor depression and tied to heavy rings.  The clothes were then cut from

his body with a

ceremonial knife, and burned in a charcoal brazier, except for his

underwear.  This item was

rubbed deeply into Josh's asscrack to get his musk, and then a bound novice

was brought forward

and forced to come against the wad of cloth, soaking it with his huge load.

The slimy wad was

stuffed into Josh's mouth and tied in place with a square of cloth to gag

him.   Then two monks

came forward with a basin, scissors, and cream, which turned out to be hair

remover.  The monks

trimmed and then creamed the hair from his groin and asscrack, wiping the

lotion on his legs and

chest as well to remove the light blond down until his body was smooth and

hairless.

 

Then two more came forward with enema equipment.  Josh struggled, but there

was nothing he

could do as the water was forced into his ass.  The warm water flooded him,

making him hard,

and he squirmed with shame as he realized that they would all watch when he

had to release the

enema.  The tip of the enema hose ended in a pierced butt plug, so he could

not release the water

until his captors chose to pull the plug.  He squirmed helplessly as the

pressure grew, his cries

muffled by the slimy gag that dripped semen down his throat.  He was

miserable, but the pressure

was keeping his cock nice and hard.  Finally they released the water, which

gushed down into the

floor drain.  He endured two more enemas until the water ran clear.

 

Josh thought the worst was over but he was very wrong.  Hands and feet were

released, and he

was made to lie on his back spread-eagled in the drain basin.  His wrists

and ankles were clipped

to rings at the edge.  Josh was miserable, since some of his enema water had

splashed on the basin

he was lying in, but it soon got worse.  Eight or so of the monks crowded

around him and

grabbed their cocks as they started to piss all over his body.  The streams

hit him everywhere.  He

rolled and struggled but could not escape the yellow torrent.  As each man

emptied his bladder,

another took his place at the edge, joining his freshly gushing urine to the

general rain.  Just when

Josh thought it was over, the novices were allowed their turn, some of whom

could barely pee

they were so hard.  It went on for several minutes before they were all

through.  Josh lay,

twitching and gagging, as the overflow seeped away.  He was utterly soaked,

and some of the piss

had hit the cloth gag.  The smell was overwhelming.

 

Some water was thrown over him to rinse most of the urine away.  Then he was

untied and lifted

up, the soaked gag was removed, and his soiled body placed in the

sweetly-scented font bath.

Here Josh was lovingly bathed and cleansed, his hair washed and scented.  He

was dried off, and

then his hands were tied behind him.  He was too overwhelmed by the

degradation of the enema

and piss shower to struggle much.

 

A procession was formed and he was marched into the chapel itself.  Down the

length of the dim

nave, Josh saw ancient frescos showing demons and angels engaged in fierce

sexual intercourse,

the angels binding the demons and subjecting them to whippings, genital

bondage, and dildo

punishment, while the demons kidnapped angels and took them to hell, raping

their asses and

mouths, crushing their hairy assholes against the angels beautiful manly

faces, and subjecting them

to even filthier indignities.

 

The procession entered the long choir.  The monks took up positions in the

grandly done back

row, each in a sort of throne-niche, while the novices squatted on

misericords in the front row.

As the boys sat down, Josh realized that each seat had a wooden dildo carved

into the top of it.

The boys squirmed into place, their smooth buttocks on either side of the

dildoes as they impaled

themselves on the well-worn posts.

 

At the end of an ornately carved divided choir was a curiously short stone

altar, and above and

behind this was a gigantic canopied throne.  Here, in full regalia, sat the

abbot.  Wearing a divided

robe like the monks, but of red satin, with a red mitre on his head, he held

in his hand a staff

ending in an upside down crucifix.  As Josh was forced to stand before him,

he saw that the arms

of the cross were made of carved wooden dildoes.  The where the legs of the

upside-down corpus

would have been was instead a massive cock, which formed the elongated tip

of the cross.  Josh

could see that the tip of the cross-staff looked greasy and well-used.  The

abbot addressed the

assembly.

 

"Has the initiate been purged and baptized in the water of the brothers?"

 

"Yes, my Lord," they answered.

 

"Then he shall be anointed and sealed in the baptism of the Order of Saint

Priapus of the Holy

Crotch." Josh was turned around and his legs forced apart.  The abbot took

oils from a ring-cup

and lubed his ass well.  After the enemas, Josh's ass was warm and relaxed,

and he squirmed as

the abbot greased him up.  Then his cock was anointed, and Josh blushed as

the large man worked

his shaft lovingly, stroking it expertly until Josh was squirming again,

thrusting in his palm.  The

abbot indulged in stroking and fondling Josh's freshly shaved and bathed

body for several minutes

as the boy's attendant monks held him spread.

 

Then Josh was forced to his knees and told to repeat the oath of the sexual

servitude after the

abbot.  At first Josh refused, but his balls were twisted cruelly until he

gave in, repeating the oath:

"To serve or be served, to penetrate or be penetrated, to lick or be licked,

as my Lord Abbot

wills; to obey my superiors in all things great and small, especially to

perform with my sex any

novelties or entertainments as may amuse them to command of me; to follow

the Priapic Rule in

all things; and most especially to be at all times a vessel of wanton lust,

lewdness, perversion and

depravity."

 

He was then told to seal the sacred oath with the kiss of love ­ fellatio.

The monks held his head

and he was force to fellate the abbot's massive cock while they all watched.

The abbot got very

hard, but had not come before Josh was pulled away.

 

Then he was forced to repeat the oath again, after which came the kiss of

submission - analingus.

Josh was pushed under the throne, and saw that the throne was open like a

toilet seat.  From

underneath, he was forced to kiss, lick and eat the abbot's muscular ass.

 

When the abbot was satisfied, Josh was forced into the midst of the choir.

Two stout poles were

put into floor sockets about 4' apart, and Josh's wrists and ankles were

tied to them.  The abbot

spoke.  "Brothers, the candidate has been baptized and sealed, and has sworn

the oaths with the

kisses of love and submission.  Before his first cum-union, examine him

yourselves to verify that

he is worthy!"

 

The monks hustled around, feeling and groping him everywhere, lewdly

fingering his ass and

hefting his balls.  Josh, humiliated, squirmed as the men teased him.  The

men were obviously

impressed and aroused by his smoothly muscled body, as well as the fact that

the stud was

completely unable to prevent the most intimate fondling of his private

areas.  Three times they

stimulated his cock to near-ejaculation, only to leave him gasping on the

edge each time.

 

After the last monk had reluctantly left off feeling his inner thighs and

pinching his nipples, Josh

was untied and led up and on to the low altar.  On all fours, his ankles and

wrists were attached to

rings at the four corners.  A large gold chalice was placed beneath his

spread ass.  While these

preparations were made, four large braziers were placed at the corners of

the altar, and great

quantities of the strange incense were cast on the hot coals.  Plumes of

pungent perfume slowly

filled the choir.  When all was ready, the room fell silent.  The abbot

mounted up, kneeling behind

him on the altar slab.  Josh tensed, expecting an ass fuck, but what

happened was different.  The

abbot placed the tip of his dick firmly against the boy's sweet, pink assbud

but did not push in.

Instead, he jerked himself off.  In a minute he came, the force of his

orgasm such that much of the

jism blasted a little ways into Josh's rectum.  After he finished, Josh

could feel the come leaking

out of his ass and dripping into the chalice.

 

Then, one by one, the other monks came forward.  First, each stood on a

block and inserted his

cock in Josh's mouth for a quick ritual suck.  Then he mounted the altar and

came against Josh's

asshole as had the Abbot; meanwhile the next monk in line used Josh's mouth

to get hard.  As the

orgasms continued, the semen dripped into the cup.  Josh's ass was tingling.

 

After the last monk, the chalice was removed, and Josh watched as the

novices began to hump

their wooden dildoes.  The monks stroked the boys' hard young dicks to the

edge of orgasm.  The

chalice was carried round as each boy was brought off.  When it was carried

back to the altar, it

was almost full to the brim.

 

Witnessing all this ejaculation had made Josh very horny indeed.  His young

prick dripped pre-

cum on the marble altar slab.

 

 Then the abbot brought his staff before Josh.  The boy watched with a

mixture of curiosity and

apprehension as one of the monks oiled it up slowly.  Panic filled him as

the 12" tip, 3" thick at

the base, was placed against his rectum.  Josh tried to clamp down but his

anal muscles were so

relaxed from the earlier enemas, etc.  that he couldn't really resist.  He

groaned as he felt its

fullness dominate his gut, then grunted loudly as his sphincter snapped open

for the invading pole.

Josh sighed as he felt a wave of warmth flow from his gut to engulf his hard

penis.

 

The abbot worked the staff gently to make sure the youth was fully opened

up, and then set up a

fucking rhythm, pushing and pulling the wooden cock in and out.  Oil was

constantly added to

keep the fucking smooth and deep.  Whimpering and moaning with pleasure,

unable to help it,

Josh responded to the deep stimulation, pushing his hips to take the

penetration deeper.  Mindless

of the public display, he moved his body shamelessly while the monks ogled

the lewd scene.

 

The tempo built slowly, thrust after thrust hammering on the boy's horny

prostate, driving Josh to

the edge in a steady crescendo.  Then, lodging the staff deep, the abbot

took Josh's cock in hand

and in three stokes brought him to a huge orgasm, aiming the jism into the

chalice as it erupted.

As he came, jerking and writhing, his ass was held in place with the

dildo-staff to allow his semen

to be collected in the cup.

 

Josh's head was spinning from the huge orgasm.  Before he had recovered, the

abbot emptied a

small vial of potion into the chalice, stirring it in, and held it to Josh's

lips.  Suddenly the huge

dildo was pulled from his ass, leaving his anus stretched and gaping.  Josh

opened his mouth to

groan as simultaneously the chalice was tipped, giving him a big slurp of

the mixed white cream,

the orgasms of over 60 men and boys combined with the mysterious potion.

The musky taste was

salty/sweet, with another, exotic taste, impossible to define, like the

incense, but stronger.  Josh

licked his lips to get every drop.

 

The monks shuffled forward, each taking a tiny drop of the cum-union by

dipping his pinkie in the

huge chalice and placing it on his tongue.

 

Josh felt increasingly strange as the potion in the chalice started to take

effect.  Woozy, spinning,

he sprawled atop the altar as his ankles and wrists were released.

Amazingly, he found that his

cock was incredibly hard, already fully recovered after the huge

ejaculation.

 

The large curtain behind the altar parted, and a satyr with a huge tongue

and rigid phallus entered,

bounding toward him.  Moving as though underwater, Josh looked around

through the clouds of

incense, seeing all the faces eagerly awaiting something.  A hazy feeling of

great sexuality washed

over him.  The boy guessed that the potion was some kind of drug, but it

felt so good he didn't

care.  With the loss of volition, he sensed a coming fulfillment.

 

The satyr leapt onto the altar, legs a-straddle over the sprawled blond

youth.  Without thought,

Josh lifted his face into the manly asscrack, breathed in its erotic musk,

and welcomed his demon

lover with a deep, passionate, wet kiss, worshipping that nether mouth as if

it alone were source

of all beauty, all lust, all ecstasy.

 

Time became meaningless.  The satyr was his priest, his god, his lover.

With abandon, Josh

abased himself, writhing with primitive rhythmic lust as he worshipped the

lascivious being's cock

and ass, rolling up to kneel in adoration, parting the luscious buttocks

with his hands, burying his

face in the dark cleft.  Josh hardly noticed as another horny satyr appeared

and joined in, the boy

merely lifted his head from the ass crack for a brief ecstatic smile as the

other satyr thrust deep

into his ass.   Once the satyr-priests had begun the sacrificial rape of

Josh on the altar, the sub-

prior took the chalice and staff around the stalls to the novices, dipping

the cock-tip in the cum-

union potion and having each novice lick it off.  As the sex potion took

effect the novices tore off

their lace surplices and knelt to worship the monks.

 

"Bacchanalia! Priapus!" the monks cried.  Each grabbing a novice, the monks

formed a loose

circle around the altar.  Each man used his boy's mouth and asshole as he

saw fit; if some of them

accidentally raped each other they hardly noticed.  All eyes were fixed on

the spectacle of Josh

and the satyrs entangled on the altar.

 

Josh didn't notice.  Cocks, mouths and assholes combined in an ineffable

perfection that was at

once dance and hymn.  Josh was the altar in an eternal heaven; he both

priest and victim; he the

conduit of worship, his asshole and mouth connecting within to form one

continuous tube of

desire, filled with sacred fire.