The New High Priestess and Exorcising Demons

I put pen to paper. Time to get rid of that dusty old bishop and bring in a hot new high priestess.

“The gospels and religious teachings shalt beest administered by a most fairest maiden of the female sex. For they knoweth the true word of God.”

Recalling back that I was one of the few adult males at church who wasn’t married, I wrote a way for me to get some needed relief beyond just my palms.

“Unbound adult men shall be exorcised from temptation and lustful sin by priestesses by any means necessary. This important to release these devilish energies.”

I closed the book back up and carried it back to the pews. I excused myself and made my way and wedged myself between Mary and my mother once again. Despite relieving myself with my hands earlier, I had still wanted more, and the skinship of being so close to both Mary and Mom did not make it any easier. I would have to figure out a way to get between their legs.

Looking forward I observed the old bat of the Bishop now replaced by a High Priestess. The Priestess had been “most fair” as I requested in the book. A ravishing raven-haired beauty in her twenties. She wore a white shawl, a miniskirt, and silk robe and headscarf hung loosely over her raven hair. She had pale white skin and bright blue eyes.

Despite her attractiveness, the High Priestess still bore me from her reading of the Bible, and it was dry and dull stuff. I daydreamed and fantasize about the things I would do with her and a tent had popped up in my pants.

“Oh, my,” Mary remarked, looking down at where my crotch at the lump. “Mother… Brother John needs to go see the Priestess after.”

Mom gave a look and appeared worried and whispered, “He hasn’t seen the Priestess in a while. This happens when you don’t visit the church regularly, dear. I’m sure Priestess Grace will help you exorcise those demons.”

Let’s hope she does.

The skinship was fine, and at least I didn’t have to look at that old wrinkly geezer stroll through his boring sermon, but I was looking forward to it finishing. When it finished we got up, I missed the closeness I had with my family. Mom dragged me to go see the priestess and show her my “demons.”

“Your reverence Tabitha,” my mother spoke to the High Priestess. “Your sermon this afternoon was awe-inspiring as usual.”

“I thank you, my child,” the High Priestess replied with a warm smile. “Ahh… John… It is so good to see one of our lost sheep back into the flock.”

“I’m just visiting,” I said. “Your sermon convinced me I should probably join Islam.”

The High Priestess, Mary, and my mother all looked floored by this admission.

“Goodness,” Tabitha said with sadness and then smiled. “But John, think of all the ladies here who would love to have you back. If you can regularly visit and promise you’ll be a good Normom… I’m sure we can make it worth your while.”

Tabitha quickly turned from a reverent preacher to a seductress almost instantly. Her lips curled into a wicked smile and she placed a finger on her hand. I hardened.

“Your holiness, Mary and I will both make sure he comes back to the church, but there is a something that needs your utmost attention,” Mom said. “John needs an exorcism and since he has no wife to help him… we thought you could help him.”

The Priestess nodded and then looked down at my crotch area.

“Goodness,” Tabitha said. “Please, John. I have an office where I can perform these exorcisms follow me.”

With pleasure!

Both Mary and Mother looked concerned as I left them and followed Tabitha into her office. Tabitha pulled out her copy of the holy book and skimmed through it. She looked through her notes. She pulled theological books off her shelf and desperately looked through it. She had a worried expression.

“Is something wrong?” I asked her.

‘I-I… well, my child. I’ve never performed an exorcism,” Tabitha said, still looking through her notes and book.

“They didn’t teach you in seminary?” I asked.

“You see… they taught us we had to perform exorcism if the need arises but… They didn’t tell us how,” Tabitha said, still looking through her books.

Oh, that’s right. I didn’t exactly put in specifics. I took my copy of the Ancient Holy book and wrote the procedures for performing an exorcism while she searched frantically.