Yes, you can't get enough of that ass!

You watch the priestess saunter back towards the large wooden doors of the cathedral. She's barefoot (you didn't realize that only wearing collars would mean single women wouldn't get to wear shoes, but who's perfect?), but even without heels she still walks with an excellent sway into her step. Of course, the very act of walking in and of itself accentuates her round, shapely buttocks quite pleasantly.

You can't remember exactly what she said to you a few moments ago, but you find yourself walking towards her. It would be such a shame if she disappeared out of side behind those big cathedral doors!

You catch up with her just as she reaches the doors. She twists back to face you as she pulls open the door on the right and flashes you a grin.

"Have you decided to contribute to the service?"

"Uh, yeah."

You mumble the words. What was the service supposed to be again?

"Follow me inside, and I'll lead you through the preparations."

You are mildly surprised as she reaches over and grabs your hand. You make no protest as she leads you inside into a side room in the cathedral.

The room is simply adorned, with white walls and a stone tiled floor. There is an oak desk in the center of the room with a simple stool next to it. At the end of the room stands a tasteful mahogany closet.

The priestess leads you to the stool and indicates for you to sit on it.

"Now, let's get you changed for the service! First, let me get you out of those ridiculous things."

You start to protest, but she is already leaning forward, her hands on the zipper of your jeans. This gives you an excellent view of her breasts, and with her head down she won't even notice you staring at them!

She presses a hand lightly into the small of your back to get you to move your butt a couple of inches off the bench, and has your jeans off you in seconds. You don't recall when she took your shoes off, but they are the kind with out laces so they come off pretty easily. Again she pulls you a smidgeon off of the stool and you find your briefs sliding down your legs. W-wait!

"So naughty of you, trying to hide your wonderful Penis from me!"

She clasps her hands around your very erect member and bows her head for a couple of seconds in prayer. Then she slides her hands down to the base of your penis and leans forward, kissing it. It's just a kiss, really, but her lips are fantastically soft.

Her right hand still holding your boner, she reaches back towards the table with her left hand.

"Now, before we go any further. In case there's any misunderstanding, I want to make it clear that you will not be a participant in the service. Your role is to enable your Penis to participate. In keeping with that, no interference from this point onwards will be tolerated."

She is now holding a large black ballgag in her left hand.

"If you agree, and I really hope you do, then you may signify your agreement by putting on this gag."

While she speaks, she plays with your dick with her left hand. As she finishes speaking, her hand stops in place.

Your hands tremble slightly as you reach over and take the large ballgag.