The seduction begins

Father Kwame Greene led the innocent Laura Hills into the dark, secluded home. Entering, he switched on a set of soft light. The home was tasteful and simple. A stranger would never had guessed the depravity this house has seen. Father Greene owned the home with his good friend, a former warlord named Ndele. Together they had enjoyed a wide range of sexual conquests; it was the corruption of innocence that they most enjoyed. And, thanks to a state-of-the-art recording system, they were able to share and relive their conquests over and over.

"Laura, sit here while I get us something to drink." The priest situated the innocent and unsuspecting girl on a couch that was perfectly in view of the cameras hidden in the room. Stepping into the hall, he activated the cameras. He returned carrying two glasses of dark red wine.

"Here," he handed one glass to Laura, "you will enjoy this."

"Oh, Father, I don't drink."

"Nonsense," the priest held out the glass. "This is a special, very holy wine. It is cold and sweet and it will help you relax. You need to be relaxed if I am going to teach you the secrets of holy love."

Laura took the glass and put it to her lips. She smiled. Father Greene was right. The wine was smooth and cool and very, very sweet. What the evil priest did not reveal was that Laura's wine was also **** with a very special African herb that did relax, but one that also severely reduced inhibitions in those whose systems were unfamiliar with it, like white American girls.

It only took a few sips before Laura's glass was empty. The priest quickly re-filled it. "Now, Laura," Father Greene sat close to the young girl, "you must tell me everything you do with Carl, your fiancee, and also all the things you have imagined in your mind."

Already relaxed by the wine, Laura began to speak. She told the priest about all of the innocent kissing and hand holding she and Carl had shared. She revealed that Carl was the only boy she had ever dated. She also revealed, blushing, that sometimes, when Carl kissed her, her nipples grew hard and there was a warm tingling between her legs.

"Ah, Laura," the priest was ready to make his move, ""that is the Lord's way of telling you that you are doing his work. Look," the priest lifted his dark hand and gently touched Laura's firm breast, "I can see and feel your nipples are hard." His fingers softly stroked the stiffening bud. "God gives us these bodies to enjoy and share."

Laura gave a deep sigh. In the back of her mind she knew this was very, very wrong but it felt so good and Father Greene was such a good and holy man.

"I am certain," the priest gave Laura's nipple a gently squeeze, "that you are feeling warm and wet and tingly between your legs right now." He gave her nipple a firm, circular rub. "Am I right?"

Laura closed her eyes and sighed again. "It feels so nice. Are you sure this is right?"

Father Greene smiled. "Oh, yes. You are ready to learn the secrets that will give you love and help you find a good husband. Now, to learn the first lesson, take off your top."