You "Roll" "Thoughts & Prayers"

Because thoughts and prayers really make a difference right?

You close your eyes and pray silently to your deiety, praying that this is all just a dream and that the vine thats encircled your cock isn't the best sensation you have ever had.

Your thoughts of this cross lashing you to itself has nothing at all to do with the small part of you that identifies as a complete rope slut, and that it's not even real so how can these vines restrain you so well with your arms up above you and held so securely you can't move them at all?

You again pray to your god that the balloon cross ISN'T tickling your nipples or sucking on them with some weird ass lips that suddenly appeared on the tips of some long inflated vines.

You do your best to wiggle and squirm even as your hips and legs are bound tightly to the cross, **** apart to allow easy access to your junk.

Then another thought came to mind.

"Why is this cross massaging my butt and back?"

You open your eyes and gasp, your body is almost completley hidden under a network of inflated vines that hold you most securely, only the tip of your cock and face is exposed to the air.

Just as you comprehend what you are seeing, another vine snakes out behind you and turns back toward your face, then pushes quick and hard against your lips and into your mouth, quickly inflating hard to keep your jaw opened and gagged.