Sinful Breeding Lessons: Bred by Her Pastor

Awesome…for anyone experienced in hypocritical church leadership. So with that caveat, allow me to drag you into my warped sense of humor and what makes this story truly inspired! Anyone remember that AWKWARD moment when Robertson and Watts dragged their ISSUES with sex out within the context of religion relieving the faithful of pornographic addictions? Look (watch youtube clip below) at how Robertson is just loving this moment as Watts squirms uncomfortably and how the topic won’t be released until he’s satisfied and how delightful and detailed he goes into the sin of pornographic…addiction.

So as you watch that, read the following quotes from “Bred by Her Paster” and…(there’s the facial expression I was looking for! Hahahhahahhahahhahhahahha!)

Sinful Breeding Lessons: Bred by Her Pastor by Arthur T Mitchell

Bred by Her Pastor

She squeaked in surprise when the Pastor’s lips hit hers.

“That aching magnetism you feel between your thighs, crackling across each cell? That’s what the Lord provides to draw you into me, to bring your precious womb to my seed.”

“Yes, Pastor. I would love to take your lessons. What do I need to do?”

“Do you know, Susie, what these are really for?” His hands shot out, landing on her breasts.

“Lord, please bless me with your power to minister to her properly. None of this can happen without your all seeing will, filling breast and bone with vital strength, just as you desire…”

On the wall across from the wide bed, another huge cross glowed in the dim light, just like the one in his office.

“Tonight, your twenty years of chastity are going to end. I won’t be gentle and I won’t use condoms, sweet Susie. Tonight is your first lesson in breeding, our holiest duty. ”

The leather belt he held cracked in the air. He quickly made a loop and slid it over her wrists.

She watched in amazement as a thin trickle of clear liquid spilled out the little hole in the top [of his penis].

“My body’s oil,” he explained. “Let this christen you and fuel your fire. Prepare a place inside you for me, girl. Prepare to receive my seed from this scepter, just as God has planned.”

“This is God’s will.”

“Thank you, Pastor. I’ll take this – and every gift – with nothing but my deepest gratitude.”

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