Stormy Salvation

Story by Lapsa on SoFurry

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This is likely one of the more iffy stories, I think. As I mentioned in my journal it is likely to be a one-off thing and was created primarily to the effort I already put into the story and the large outcry for the story to be made. I hope those that enjoy it are vocal about it and those that don't stick around for a return to the regularly scheduled debauchery.

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Stormy Salvation

By: Lapsa

Warning: Religious Conversion, Abrahamic Faiths

"Who are you?" a voice boomed out as Roxxane closed the doors to the strange structure - the vixen turning to see a middle-aged man in strange robes standing in front of a pew at the far end of the room she now found herself within.

"My apologies for the intrusion." She bowed "I am a priestess from the far East, I seek shelter from the storm until I can pass. May I stay here for the time being."

She saw the priest's eyes narrow as he seemed to mull over the information, stepping from behind his pew to slowly walk closer to her. He would stop half-way down the hall in the center of the room, seeming to inspect her.

"Hmmm, yes...yes - we have a room you can stay in...come with me." The priest raised his hand to motion for her to follow as he led her into the back rooms - the architecture a departure from what she was used to as her eyes darted around to take in every detail. "Do you know where you are, by the way?"

"No, I...I'm afraid I got lost. Perhaps when the storm is over you'd be willing to show me the way to where I am headed."

"Of course, of course...we will show you the way. Here, you may stay here." The man stopped in front of a small room - the door already open as he motioned.

Roxxane nodded, thanking the man as she entered the small room - immediately collapsing on the straw bed as she drifted to sleep to the sounds of rain hitting the stone roof. Days of traveling had left her exhausted, even the cold rough straw beneath her was a welcome reprieve.

***

It was still dark and storming when the vixen awoke - a dim light reflecting off the wall she was facing, a shadow barely visible looming towards her across the smooth stone walls. The twin-tailed vixen would twirl around almost instantly - surprise hitting her as she saw the same old priest from earlier now brandishing silver chains as he stopped in his march towards her.

"W-what is the meaning of this?" She shot up, heart racing. "Did you mean to attack me in my sleep?"

"You have no idea where you are, beast." The priest chuckled. "I knew as soon as I spoke that it was the will of God that I see you converted to the true faith. He led you here to save you."

"W-what? True god? I will not be converting." She growled out the words. "I am a righteous servant of Inari, the god that created me and gave me power."

"You've been told lies by your false idols, beast. I'll set you straight and on the right path...come willingly." Roxxane growled again as the priest spoke once more, stepping forward slowly once again as she readied to defend herself.

"M-my powers" Roxxane felt fear grip at her mind as she raised her hands only for nothing to happen, the magic within her suppressed by some unseen force. "W-what magic is this?"

"No magic..." the priest chuckled, the other members of the clergy - clad in red robes - circling around the twin-tailed vixen with him. "Merely the power of our God - our lord."

"Th-that isn't possible. I-I am a priestess of Inari, a righ--"

"You are a heathen!" The priest motioned to the other robed members as they moved in, fighting with the struggling vixen to try to bind her arms "You will accept the true God."

The two men would easily overpower her as the priest continued to speak - quickly binding her arms and legs in silver - blessed silver - to quell her struggles. She could feel it burning against her flesh, weakening her even more as the two men were able to drag her out - still squirming and screaming as the priest watched with a sense of duty and satisfaction.

"L-let me go!"

Her feet moved together in the bindings - the vixen doing everything she could to try to break free from their grip as her tails swished about angrily. Within a few long minutes of fighting against her the two men eventually won out yet again, tossing her in front of a large cauldron as she looked up to the priest now standing and smugly looking down at her.

"Y-you won't get away with this"

"Our God is mightier than your false idols, isn't it clear?" The priest reached down before flicking the vixen with holy water - the droplets burning like tiny embers as they landed on her body. "Your false powers are gone by his will."

"N-no, th-that isn't possible!"

"Nothing is impossible for our God, our lord in heaven." More burning embers rained down onto the vixen as she squirmed in her binds - snarling at the pain.

"Let me free you demons!"

"Do you accept our lord, Jesus Christ, as your savior and his father in heaven as your only God?"

"No! I will never give in to your demented god or his pantheon." She spit the words, watching as the priest pulled a cross from the pew beside him - the wooden figure pressing against her forehead as it burned at her just as the water and bindings did.

"Our God is righteous and rules alone - he is the only God." The priest continued to speak, voice level as his expression remained steady. "He punishes only the wicked."

The vixen tried to pull her head away from the cross as a hand from behind held her forward - forcing her to push against it. She found no escape from the pain that slowly bled through her mind. All she could do was snarl and growl at the priests amid insults. She could feel the despair growing with each hollow word that passed her lips - eyes starting to grow red with sorrow and hate.

"Do you accept our lord, Jesus Christ, as your savior and his father in heaven as your only God?"

"N-no, never! N-NEVER!" Her cries became even more desperate now - more holy water dunked onto her now as the cross pushed even more firmly against her forehead.

"Renounce your patron demon, beast!" The voice boomed loud enough to rise over her screams and sobs.

She tried to endure as best she could - thoughts focusing on that of her home, her sisters, her god. Doubt began to fill her mind though, instead of solace. The hope had been burned out of her by that pain, and now all she could think of is why her faith would abandon her, why such a demented god now tormented her as her powers seemingly vanished. The thoughts ate away at her just as much as the pain, just as much as the flicks of water that were cast onto her until her muzzle dripped with the water.

"Submit to our lord Christ" a voice from behind her spoke, another set of screams and sobs coming from the vixen as she felt her tails yanked.

"Do you accept our lord, Jesus Christ, as your savior and his father in heaven as your only God?"

The vixen could barely hear the question this time over her sobs and screams - tears streaming down her face to soak what little parts were not already covered in the 'holy water'. The priest spoke with the same tone, the same cold inflection. The words would echo over and over inside her head, body and mind aching as the burning sensation grew stronger by the minute. The searing pain of the cross held against her forehead starting to feel like it was pushing into the very core of her soul as she was left helpless to fight back. It was too much for the kitsune to handle as cracks finally started to pierce her resolve, will crumbling before the might of this new god's power.

"Y-yes, yes...p-please, s-stop..."

"What was that?" The priest suppressed a chuckle.

"Y-yes, I-I renounce Inari as a false idol, a demon. I accept my inferiority to humans and accept Jesus Christ as my savior." She tried to catch her breath, still sobbing as the pain slowly started to subside. "And accept the true God as my one and only Master."

The priest smirked upon hearing the conversion, the cross moving away from her forehead as one of the other clergymen dunked her head into the vat of water before her - a final burst of pain rippling over her body and mind before going numb. The searing heat replaced with a soothing cool. By the time her head was brought to the surface - her first breath as a Christian filling her lungs - all traces of the torment she had suffered were mere memories.

"You've made the right choice, Beast...though there is one more service which we require you do for your God." The clergymen held her head up to the priest as he spoke, her dulled eyes meeting his piercing gaze.

"Y-yes, anything." She felt a pit form in her throat as she spoke the words, just barely managing to choke them out.

"You must surrender your power to God, so that he may purify your soul." The priest's smug grin widened, more fully relishing his victory. "And submit to us as your worldly Masters."

"Yes, my power belongs to my new God, my-my soul belongs to Jesus Christ - my savoir."

As soon as she spoke the words she watched as the priest reached into her pocket - pulling out her orb, the source of all her power. She hadn't realized she had lost it - only a small passing thought floating through her mind as her heart sunk in her chest. It was too late to go back, too late to renounce her new faith as she felt something tug at her soul.

She watched as her orb was dropped into the cauldron of water before her, the priests behind her starting to change in a strange tongue as the atmosphere grew light. She could feel her magic starting to sap away, the water glowing a faint blue as she listened for the sound of her orb cracking. Painful minutes would pass as her soul was violated by a new strange force. Everything that gave her power and personality was stripped away.

Her will would be sealed away, deep within her soul as that power took hold, a voice screaming in her mind about the falsehoods she believed and the truth before her. Memories became nothing more than faint blurs of a false failed life, thoughts little more than the most basic she would need for each order, emotions taken with her will.

She was no longer a servant of Inari, no more a righteous priestess. She was nothing more than what the voice said she was - nothing more than a beast. She willingly accepted the punishment from her new almighty God for her transgressions. She had sinned, she had dared to be a beast. The voice read off every sentence, every crime to her as the last few tears streamed down her face.

Her eyes grew more dull and lifeless as the process drew to a close, tongue lolling from her maw. She completely gave in to the domineering force, the voice completely soaking into her thoughts. She was nothing more than a dog, nothing more than a slave. As the chanting stopped she accepted everything in her heart - the voice slowly fading into a whisper.

"Do you understand your place and the power of your new God now, beast?" The priest spoke in a loud voice as he looked down at the once powerful priestess.

"Yes, Master. I live to serve my Lord and those made in his image."

"And where you made in his image?"

"No, I am a mockery of his creation - a demon...less than a demon." The paused for a brief moment "I deserve to be punished. I am nothing but a beast"

"Correct," The priest watched as the clergymen slowly started to unbind the vixen, her body limp against their handling. "Tell me, do beasts wear clothes?"

"No"

"Strip for your new Masters."

Roxxane obeyed without hesitation, standing as soon as she was freed to drop her robes to the ground - casting each article of clothing to the side like worthless cloth as she quickly left herself with nothing but her bare fur. Not even the slightest bit of embarrassment sullied her expression as she presented herself to her new Masters - body and mind ready for their every whim, each drop of will having been drained clean from her mind.

"Very good, beast." The priest moved onto the other side of the large cauldron, a finger teasing along the underside of her muzzle as he spoke. "On your knees."

The vixen dropped, again following the commands without hesitation - no part of her able to resist. Even as she saw the three men disrobe there was nothing she could or even thought to do. Her body would go limp at their touch - a hand forcing her muzzle against the priest's hardening cock as her lungs filled with his thick musk while each of her free hands was brought up to each of the clergymen's cocks.

"Suck, pleasure your new Masters."

Roxxane ran her nose along the priest's cock as it finally reached its full length - stiffening as it throbbed under the cold wet sensation. She would let her tongue roll over the head as she reached the end, her hands beginning to slowly move back and forth as they each firmly gripped down on the two meaty shafts at her side. She could hear the moans right away, the vixen's ears barely perking as she focused entirely on her task.

Slowly she took the priest's cock into her maw - hands moving to control her pace after a few moans of pleasure reached her ears from the man before her. She had been suckling on her shaft when he pulled her off, slowly guiding her back down as he moved her back and forth over and over again. The pace was slow enough to let the vixen continue to suckle and lick lazily - her wet nose pushing against the priest's hairy shaft with each motion as she let out a few muffled moans of her own.

"We should thank our lord for this generous gift." One of the men behind her spoke between his moans, the priest chuckling at the words as he began to move her head faster on his member.

Minutes more would pass before she would quicken the pace of her hands - feeling her fingers start to soak with warm thick pre as the same substance started to slowly spurt into her mouth. The bitter salty taste burned her tongue, but she didn't even second guess her self as she swallowed every last drop. She couldn't stop her tongue from working even harder to suckle and lick every inch of the priest's shaft - even pushing out to tease at the base of his shaft as it could.

None of the three men would be able to handle the treatment for much longer, and soon she felt her head lifted from the priest's cock entirely - a hand replacing her tongue as her maw hung open. A few final cries signaled the three men's orgasms, nearly one after another as thick loads of salty warm cum coated her naked body - red fur stained white with the three men's climaxes. Jet after jet would cover the motionless vixen, the Kitsune catching as much as she could in her maw to gulp down as she willingly let the rest coat her once pure form.

"P-Praise our almighty Father in heaven." The priest spoke as the last spurt of seed coated the vixen's tongue in a fresh cream - the man quickly pulling his clothes back on after.

"But this beast is here for more than our earthly desires." The priest spoke as he recomposed himself, the vixen's gaze daring a glance to his face. "We are to teach her about her new faith - make her into a true proper Christian women as best we can for some...beast."

"I...am ready to learn." The kitsune spoke, the words flowing out with little emotion to them.

"Good," the priest's smugly smiled once more. "and perhaps one day you will see fit to save your sisters from the burdens of heresy...Get cleaned up, beast - we will begin your first lesson today."

Roxxane nodded and rose, letting the two clergymen guide her to a bath to clean herself - re-robing in a very modest black robe, only her face visible poking out of the top. She was even gifted a necklace to wear, displaying her new faith, her submission to the world at all times. She had already surrendered her will and her mind - but her very soul would be moved as the months would slowly pass, the last vestiges of resistance or fire deep within doused as the words of the priest and of her new God swayed her, moved her, controlled her. It would only be a matter of time before her thoughts would turn to the fuzzy memories of her sisters, a desire to save them growing within.

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