Chapter 48 - The Holy Sepulcher
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This is the second part dream sequence that Satan gave to Candace during the
celebration of the Black Mass. Candace returns to the Jerusalem during its sack
by the Crusaders.
Candace rode on the Via Delorossa towards the Church of the Holy Sepulcher,
the holiest place in Christendom. It was the same path she had walked with the
Tenth Legion leading Christ to his crucifixion. The streets were strewn with
bodies. Buildings were on fire. Crusaders were rushing everywhere searching for
the inhabitants of the city they came to save for Christ. Candace passed groups
of Crusaders raping young women and girls in the street. There were naked bodies
of young girls with their legs spread and a pool of blood surrounding the
opening of their vagina. Their last rapist had been the Crusader's sword.
When Candace reached the large church, there were the dead bodies of the Greek
Orthodox and other non-Roman clergy and nuns scattered about the courtyard in
front of the huge doors to the cathedral. Most of the nun's bodies were
partially naked and the position of their legs indicated they had been raped.
One nun's nude body lay backward across a water barrel. Her legs widely
separated. A Crusader had used her large rosary to strangle her to death.
With the exception of St. Peters in Rome, the Church of the Holy Sepulcher was
the largest church in Christendom. Six different sects of Christianity had
peacefully shared this immense place of worship for centuries. Roman Catholic
and the Eastern Orthodox were the principal ones with Coptic Christians a close
third. There was a large population of Coptic Christians living in Jerusalem
that morning but few survived by nightfall.
Immediately inside the cathedral entranceway, Candace recognized the huge
boulder that was split in two when on the third day Christ rose from the dead.
This was the boulder used to seal Christ's tomb by the Romans. It rolled away
from the tomb's entrance when Christ arose from the dead.
There were many naked or near naked nuns being raped by Crusaders. The Franks
were openly sodomising several young boys. The rumor had spread among the
Crusaders that the priests and nuns of the cathedral had been engaged in satanic
rights and had raised the Prophet Mohammed over Jesus Christ in their worship.
One knight was raping an aged sister on top of the slit boulder. Her thin legs
were kicking in the air as he vigorously pumped his cock inside her until
recently virgin cunt. Other nuns were lying on the stone pavement with a
Frankish warrior between their legs. There was a constant din of their begging
the knights to stop and God to help them. In front of each sister, there was a
line of knights or men at arms waiting their turn. As soon as a knight finished,
another immediately replaced him. Candace looked down at a pretty young sister
at her feet. She was staring vacantly over the shoulder of a Crusader as he
raped her. The knight looked up at Candace and spoke.
"Want her next, Sir Knight? If you don't want her, I'll give her to my
squire. He's anxious to have a go at her."
Candace shook her head and walked further into the church. When she reached
the Chapel of the Crucifixion, she saw Father Gregory preparing to say Mass. The
bodies of dead priests and nuns surrounded him. There was a Coptic priest in his
vestments with his head split open lying across the end of the altar. Sightless
eyes stared upward at the giant dome of the cathedral. His strange cap adorned
with mystical symbols of stars and moon contained a gaping red smeared hole, a
wound from a Frankish axe. The Coptic priest's blood and brains spilled out onto
the white marble of the altar dripping slowly onto the marble floor. At the side
of the altar three Frankish knights were raping a nun.
"I'll make this defiler of Christ's tomb squeal," said one of the knights who
had forced the nun's knees back to her ears and was pushing his erect cock into
her bloody cunt.
"Pull out a minute and let me cut her again," said a knight kneeling beside
them.
Candace watched as the knight pulled his cock out of the nun's crimson vagina.
His companion stuck a dagger into the nun's opening and twisted it around
causing more blood to gush forth. The nun screamed and writhed as the dagger cut
into the walls of her vagina.
"I'll fix her other opening too," said the knight as he stuck the double
bladed dagger into the nun's rectum and twisted it. A second fountain of blood
poured from her anus. The other knight stuck his cock back inside the blood
filed hole and began to rape her once more.
"That's better. Her blood is purifying my cock. Bathing it in the warm blood
of this whore who defiled the tomb of Christ will earn me passage into
eternity," breathed the knight as he resumed thrusting into the screaming nun.
"Hurry and finish. I want her before she goes to hell," commented the knight
with the dagger.
"Greetings my child, I saw you on the wall at Jaffa Gate. You were
magnificent," said Father Gregory greeting Candace.
"Father Gregory, I thought you would be here," said Candace stepping forward
to kneel and kiss the outstretch hand.
"I'm Bishop Adhemar today. Yes, I wanted to be the first to celebrate Mass in
this holy place where Christ was crucified and buried. Of course, it had to be
cleansed of the non Roman Catholics, a task the Crusader knights are handling
with enormous enthusiasm."
"I think the knights have also killed a number of Roman Catholics. Aren't the
nuns they're rapping of an order founded near Rome?"
"Yes, how observant of you. Of course in the heat of battle, mistakes are
made. The Franks are certainly enjoying their victory. I would have thought that
one would have died some time ago given the quantity of blood she's lost."
Father Gregory gestured toward the nearby nun being raped and tortured by the
knights. There was a yard wide pool of blood surrounding her body.
"How many of the population are slaughtered?"
"History says between sixty and one hundred thousand. Of course, at that time,
demographics were anything but an exact science. It only stopped when the Franks
were unable to find anyone else to kill. The chroniclers of the massacre being
good Christians have nothing bad to say about it. The Master considers this a
very great day in the history of Christianity."
"The mosque is full of dead Muslims, the synagogue of burned Jews and this
cathedral of dead Christians. I can see why the Master would be pleased."
"Do you remember it from your first visit?"
"Yes, but it is much changed."
"True, but surely you must recognize the boulder where you sat and pleasured
yourself while Christ and the two thieves were crucified. You were absolutely
shameless that day. Your fingers were buried in your pussy as you watched the
crucifixion. You were positively dripping as you watched those nails being
driven into their flesh. You made a small puddle of cum and vagina fluid on top
of the large rock. You were also drunk on Roman wine. You kept pissing yourself.
That night they used the boulder to seal his tomb.
"I recall it well, I had screwed the two thieves in the dungeon and their two
jailers. While the Pharisees watched, I gave Jesus half and half in the
courtyard of the Fortress Antonia. The Pharisee women almost had an orgasm when
they saw the size of his cock. I thought the crowd was going to join in they
were so excited. I was out of my mind with lust."
"And afterwards the Romans took you over and over again. It was on this very
ground under our feet that eighty members of the First Cohort enjoyed you that
day. What a drunken slut you were? Do you remember drinking wine and being
fucked senseless by the legionnaires? It was your first real group fuck."
"I remember it well and thank the Master for the pleasure he gave me that
day."
"Would you like to receive Holy Communion?"
"Yes, Father."
"Then kneel and partake of the body and blood of Christ on this most sacred
ground. Afterwards, you can serve as my altar boy. The Franks, I'm afraid, have
buggered and killed the ones who were here."
Later, after Mass, Candace was seated beside Father Gregory. There were only a
handful of knights left in the church. There were few nuns alive or with dead
bodies warm enough to fuck. During the Mass, Candace functioned as Father
Gregory's altar boy reciting the proper responses to the Latin Liturgy and
helping him give communion to the knights especially those actively engaged in
rape. It was somewhat bizarre to walk up to a knight pounding his cock into a
half dead nun, tap on his shoulder and motion for him to open his mouth and
accept the white wafer. Father Gregory dutifully intoned "Body of Christ, blood
of Christ," as he placed the white wafer on the outstretched tongue. Two of the
nuns pleaded with Father Gregory to stop their rape but he ignored them. Father
Gregory and Candace conversed afterwards.
"Has anyone discovered your secret?" asked Father Gregory.
"As far as I know only Sir Thomas of Marle. He saw Jeffrey and I taking a bath
in a pool near Aleppo. He witnessed us having sex. I gather watching excited
him. The horny bastard took time during the battle for Jaffa Gate to feel
between my legs."
"And you returned the favor?"
"Yes, I felt a serious engine of war that I am anxious to test."
"He won't be a problem. The Master has a certain fondness for that bad boy
knight. Unfortunately, he comes to a bad end when he returns home after the
crusade."
"How so?"
"He fancied a ring worn by the Cardinal of Rouen. When the poor cleric
couldn't get it off his finger quickly enough, Sir Thomas impatiently hacked the
ring finger off with his sword. The Cardinal happened to be an important ally of
Louis VI the kingly saint. Saint Louis took offence and managed to conduct a
successful siege of Thomas's castle at Laon. When Louis captured Thomas, he
decided against an easy death."
"Sir Thomas does not seem to be the type who would die in bed," responded
Candace.
"Saint Louis himself directed his execution. They stripped Sir Thomas then
tied his hands behind his back and his ankles together. Louis by his own hand
took a length of silk rope and bound it tightly around the base of Sir Thomas's
balls. It took three men at arms to raise Sir Thomas off the ground and up in
the air suspended only by his nut sack.
He hung like that in the square of Laon for a full day while all the
townsfolk watched. His tendency to grab their sons off the street and take them
to his castle for buggery did not endear him to his subjects. He screamed for
someone to kill him but the king forbade that preferring that the rope be his
executioner. Many wagered as to the hour when his privates would give away and
his viscera pour forth. But he lasted all day and the next morning, there was
Sir Thomas still twisting in the wind."
"Amazing, you would have thought they would rip off."
"They were certainly much stretched but still intact. Louis had him lowered to
the ground, took out a jewel dagger and castrated Sir Thomas as the townspeople
watched. You should have heard the crowd cheer when Louis flung the bloody
carrion into their midst. Louis was angered by Sir Thomas's insistence on
continuing to live. He placed a heated iron against the wound and cauterized it
to staunch the flow of blood. After that, Louis had his chief executioner insert
a long necked funnel in Thomas's ass. The executioner slowly poured molten lead
into his bowels through the funnel. Thomas died the next day. It wasn't a very
pleasant death."
"He is a brute but an interesting one."
"Ah, my dear Candace is horny for the Lion of Laon. You know he prefers boys,
preferably very young ones."
"He prefers ass holes to cunts but I have one of those too."
"Invite him to the Merchant Sellim's palace that you have appropriated. You
are going to acquire some beautiful boys that should interest him. Get Thomas
drunk and he can't tell one butt hole from another."
"I'll schedule that five days from now. Will you come too?"
"Of course, my dear, some godly person will need to absolve everyone of the
sins against all that is holy that will be committed there. I'll also bring a
troupe of entertainers that'll make your party equal to the most sexual
debauched of the Roman Empire at its prime. Caligula and Tiberius would consider
it worthy of attending. Pasha Sellim's palace is perfect. Have you had a chance
to visit the bath house he constructed at the back of the palace?"
"No, I had to rush back to the battle."
"Such a love of killing in one so young and beautiful, especially the kind you
do with a sword, I can see why the Master chose you. Plan the celebration around
the idea of a Roman orgy. You can enjoy Sir Thomas and all his men."
"Is the bathhouse large enough?"
"Yes, It was designed by Pasha Sellim to satisfy his libertine desires. The
old man had become quite a satyr in his retirement. He regularly fucked his
daughters and sons even his son-in-laws and grandchildren for that matter.
Sellim only finished the bathhouse's construction months ago and because of the
siege never got to use it on the scale he intended."
"The idea of a Roman orgy to celebrate the Crusader's victory in the city of
Christ has appeal. I'll invite Sir Thomas and his men."
"Good, that's settled, now come with me, I have a personal gift for you,
something the Master instructed me to arrange. Follow me," said Father Gregory
as he stood up and pulled Candace to her feet.
He led Candace away from the enormous cathedral into a part of the convoluted
structure where the priests lived. Candace followed through several dark
chambers and passageways until they came to a small open courtyard. There was a
fountain spraying water into a clear pool of water. In the pool were four naked
young boys. They were playing in the clear water splashing each other. Their
laughter filled the small courtyard. But when they saw Candace in her blood
stained armor, they stopped and looked at her fearfully.
There was a fifth boy, an older boy standing nearby also naked. Candace
guessed the ages of the younger boys between twelve and fourteen. The older boy
was at most three or four years elder. Father Gregory leaned closer to explain.
"They're Coptic acolytes. They've been kept absolutely pure and untouched by
the outside world. They have been protected and kept from all temptations of the
flesh. Other than the occasional nun, they've not seen a woman since they were
removed from their parents before they're five. They were chosen for their
beauty. They've been told they must please you to survive."
"They're beautiful, especially the blonde," whispered Candace to Father
Gregory. The oldest boy was the lone blonde. He was also naked and his long
slender cock hung down straight between his legs. Candace resisted her urge to
take it in her hand then her mouth.
"Peter, introduce your charges," said Father Gregory to the eldest.
"Mathew, Mark, Luke, and John," said Peter as he pointed out each of the boys.
They turned to Candace and smiled.
"You're safe here. Take off your armor and join them, relax for a while and
enjoy your new sons," said Father Gregory.
Candace placed her helm on a nearby stone bench. As she removed each item, she
marveled at how it was covered in dried blood. Her sword was coated from the
very tip to the handle. Father Gregory took the sword from her hand and examined
it.
"How many did you kill today?"
"I don't know. There was no time to count."
"I would estimate almost twenty on the wall at Jaffa Gate."
"That seems right. Maybe that many more in the battle to open the gate."
"Yes, you were absolutely superb. The Crusaders would still be rotting outside
Jaffa Gate except for you."
"The Master made it possible."
"Yes, we owe him so much. And he rewards our efforts with such generosity.
These are your children and you are to use them for your pleasure. You and
Daniel always wanted sons. Now you have five of them."
Candace pulled her chain mail over her head and sat down to remove the rest of
her armor.
"Children, come here and help your mother undress," commanded Father Gregory.
The four naked boys scurried to Candace's side. Peter followed. They attacked
the buckles and ties with their small hands. In a moment, Candace was as naked
as they were. The boys all looked startled when Candace was revealed not to be a
man but a blonde woman.
"Pardon them for staring, they've never seen a woman without her clothes,"
said Peter looking at Candace's breasts.
And you have?" asked Candace looking at Peter and smiling as she noticed a
slight twitch in his penis.
"No, I've always lived her with the priests. You are so beautiful," said Peter
his eyes fixed on Candace's breasts.
"Go ahead and follow your desires, touch them and kiss them, make love to your
mother's breasts," said Candace stepping toward Peter and offering her breasts
to his hands. Peter stuck out a hand and rubbed it slowly over Candace's nipple.
Candace let out a sigh as the pleasure of his innocent touch created a spark
that transferred pleasure between her breast and her vagina. She felt other
smaller hands on her buttocks and a small finger touched her clitoris. Candace
looked down to see that John, the youngest has pushed the folds of her labia
back and was rubbing her clitoris with a tiny finger.
"Momma's are different down there," said John using his fingers to investigate
Candace's clitoris.
Candace spread her legs slightly to allow John easier access to her pubic
area.
"Come into the pool with us. We'll wash your body," said Peter. Candace was
almost too transfixed too move. All four of the small boys were standing tightly
around her running their hands over her buttocks and vagina.
Candace looked down to see that Peter's cock was becoming erect. They moved to
the fountain followed by Father Gregory.
"You boys must do as I say or your new mother will not be pleased. First, wash
her body," said Father Gregory. Candace stepped into the warm water of the pool
that surrounded the fountain. There were several statues in the fountain's
center. The central figure was of Mary, the Mother of Christ. She was pouring
water from a stone jug onto a laughing baby Christ while her husband Joseph
looked on.
Candace sat in the shallow pool as the hands of her sons rubbed every part of
her body. The warm Mediterranean sun warmed her body. She saw that Peter had
brought her armor and weapons to a nearby smaller pool and was washing the blood
off them. Candace felt a mouth envelope her nipple and begin to gently suck on
it.
"That's right, Luke, suckle at your mother's breast. Mark, you suckle on the
other," said a nearby Father Gregory.
Candace let the pressure of their hungry mouths as their lips applied pressure
to her nipples. Her nipples reacted instantly becoming long and hard. The boys
used their hands to wash the dried blood off Candace's skin. Candace luxuriated
in the warm sun and the touch of so many hands and mouths. Sensing that she was
clean and now overcome by lust, Candace stood up and stepped from the pool.
There was a straw mat lying beside the fountain. Candace lay down on her back on
the mat and closed her eyes against the sun's rays.
"Luke and John, you suck Mother's breasts. Matthew and Mark, you two kiss the
area between her legs," directed Father Gregory. Candace lay quietly enjoying
the sensation but all the while, feeling the growth of her need for an orgasm.
After a few minutes, she began to breathe deeper."
"You boys are doing well, your mother is pleased," whispered Father Gregory.
Candace let the full force of her climax wash over her. There in this holiest
of holy places, Candace's body writhed and twisted as wave after wave of
pleasure rolled over her body until she finally relaxed and was engulfed in a
warm glow of pleasure not known to ordinary people.
As she lay there, she felt a hand take her hand and place it on a hard cock.
She looked to see Peter kneeling beside her with his beautiful cock full erect.
"Boys, sit over here with me and watch your brother Peter. After he has
released his sperm inside your mother, each of you will get their turn to have
intercourse with your new mother," said Father Gregory.
Candace spread her legs and raised them as she felt Peter's slim young body
slide on top of hers. The mere contact of his naked body with her breasts caused
Candace to climax once again.
"See your mother enjoy her orgasm, children, you are very lucky to have a
mother who climaxes so readily," said Father Gregory.
"And she is a great warrior," added Mathew.
"That she is, my son, Now watch as she takes Peter's virginity, next she will
take yours in the same way," responded Father Gregory his arms around the four
boys as they watched Peter slide his erect cock into Candace's cunt.
"Oh, this is so sweet," moaned Candace as she lifted her upper body off the
ground to kiss Peter's lips. The walls of Candace's vagina sent waves of
pleasure through her body as Peter's cock slid into her. At first, Candace's
legs pointed straight into the air but once Peter's cock had sunk to its fullest
dept, she interlocked her ankles behind Peter's buttocks and pulled him firmly
against her clitoris. The youth sucked and licked Candace's nipples as he pumped
himself into her warm cunt. In a matter of a few strokes, the anxious youth
released a flood of semen into Candace.
"We're going in the order of the Gospels, so Mathew is next," said Father
Gregory.
Little Mathew replaced Peter on top of Candace. Candace reached down and took
his cock in her hand and guided it into her cum drenched hole.
"How is it, Mathew?" asked Father Gregory.
"It feels good. It's all wet and warm and my cock feels like it is going to
burst," responded Mathew as his prick slide between the folds of Candace's
vagina.
Candace took the young boy in her arms and kissed him, intertwining her tongue
with his. Candace pumped her body against Mathew's using her interlocked ankles
to draw his young body into her as they fucked. Candace had immediately felt a
mother's love for all five boys. They were now just as much her sons as if she
had given them birth. In only a few strokes, Mathew expended his semen into his
mother's vagina.
"Don't be disappointed, Candace, by the staying power of your sons. I assure
you they will recover in a matter of minutes, your turn Mark," said Father
Gregory as he pushed Mark toward Candace's spread legs and took Mathew rejoined
the priest on the bench.
"It's so warm, almost like an oven, said Mark as he slipped inside Candace.
Candace was given over to an exquisite pleasure as she took the virginity of
each boy. Her consciousness that her vagina was the first for each of her
adopted sons added to the feelings of intense eroticism of the moment. Luke and
then John followed Mark. John proved to be the stud of the group, pumping
Candace vigorously and holding tightly to her nipples as he fucked her.
"John, can you feel how tight your mother's cunt is?" asked Father Gregory.
"Yes, Father, it squeezes me and makes me want to burst," said John raising up
and taking his mouth from Candace's nipples.
When John climaxed and returned to the others, Candace lay quietly savoring
the moment. The Mediterranean sun warmed her body and she felt the boy cum
slowly ooze out the closed lips of her vagina.
"Thank you Lucifer, thank for this glorious day and moment," whispered
Candace.
Candace shook off her lethargy as her feelings of lust returned. She crawled
over to the bench where the boys sat and took Mathews's cock between her lips
and began to suck it.
"Peter, get behind your mother and put your cock in her from the rear," said
Father Gregory.
Candace felt Peter's cock enter her dog style as she sucked Mathew's boy dick.
The taste of virgin cum filled her mouth. Candace grunted as Peter's long,
beautiful, and perfect cock slide deep inside her.
"Peter, lick your finger then gently stick it in your mother's ass," directed
Father Gregory.
Candace felt the pleasure of Peter's finger as it pushed past her anal ring
and enter the antechamber of her super sensitive rectum. Within a half dozen
thrusts of Peter's cock, Candace climaxed again. As she did, she was rewarded by
a warm spurt of Mathews's cum entering her mouth. She swallowed it greedily and
sucked more from its source.
"Now, Mark, you're next," said Father Gregory.
Candace energized by her climax and the taste of Mathew's semen, took Mark's
cock in her mouth and applied her tongue and lips to the task of extracting
another flow of warm cum. Mark's will to orgasm was strong and after only
moments, Candace felt a warm salty puddle of cum land on her tongue. She sucked
Mathew dry then switched her mouth to Luke. Peter continued with the energy of
youth to screw Candace's warm and clinging pussy. Candace swallowed Luke's
portion of cum in short order then transferred her mouth to John. John surprised
her by climaxing quickly where before he had been the one to take the longest.
"Mathew, stand up and let your Mother once again place her mouth on your
cock," said Father Gregory.
Mathew did as he was told. He stood silent as Candace once again took his cock
in her mouth.
"Now, your Mother wants very much for you to pee in her mouth. She wants to
swallow your piss. So relax and release your bladder so your golden urine can
flow between her lips," whispered Father Gregory.
Candace felt Mathew strain for a moment then she tasted an initial spurt of
urine followed by a more fulsome flow. Candace swallowed as Mathew pissed until
he was finished. She quickly did the same for Mark, Luke, and John. Peter
emptied his second load of cum into Candace's pussy as Candace gulped the last
of John's pee down. Peter placed his own cock in Candace's mouth and released a
flood of hot pee that she allowed to flow down her throat. The feeling of a full
belly of warm urine from her five new sons thrilled Candace.
"That's right, Peter, piss in your Mother's mouth," said Father Gregory,
"Mathew, take Peter's place in her pussy."
Candace had sex in different positions with her five new sons for the next
several hours. At the end, Father Gregory helped Peter to enter Candace anally.
After Peter came inside Candace's anus, the other four boys followed suit.
Before they sank their cocks in Candace's butt, Father Gregory had the boys
gather at her rear and each stick a wet finger in her asshole. Candace sucked
one of her son's cocks while the other screwed her anally.
Candace spent some time sucking the boy's cock to get them hard. Then she
would ask them to turn around and bend over so she could lick and tongue their
assholes. Candace found it incredibly sweet to suck and lick the anus of young
boys.
It was dark when Father Gregory announced it was time for Candace and the boys
to return to Pasha Sellim's palace.
