My doorbell rang and I thought to myself that this is odd since I do not have a scheduled session. I open the door and there stands a minister. Can I help you ask? He informs me that he has heard I am operating a house of ill repute and he was here to save my soul. He asks if he can come in, and I allow him. He sits down on the sofa and opens up his Bible and starts preaching at me. I secretly think to myself this is such bullshit and I am not having it. So I politely ask the good minister if he would like a soda or water. When he said he would take a Pepsi I knew I would be seeking my justice on his ass in a matter of time. I roofied his drink. In a matter of minutes, the good minister could not stand up and said he was not feeling well. I told him I was aware and that I had roofied his drink. I also told him that I did not know who the hell he thought he was coming into my house and preaching his nonsense at me. He would now be paying Mistress Montana for his transgressions. I helped him out of the chair and into my dungeon where I took off his clothes. I left him gagged and tied spread eagle.
A couple of hours later when the roofie was wearing off I went back to check on the good minister. He was not happy with me at all. I told him I would take the gag out if he did not yell. He nodded yes. He told me what I was doing was a sin. But I told him if it was so evil why was his little cock getting so hard. I then took an ice cube out of my drink and rubbed it up his thighs and around his balls. He was begging me to stop but again he just keeps getting harder. He told me this was blasphemy. I told him I think he protests too much because his cock sure as hell liked my touch as it was dripping with pre cum. I ran the ice cube up and down the sides of his little hard cock and paid special attention to the head of his cock. He started breathing so deeply and then I stopped. Now he was begging me not to stop. Which is it preacher man is this a sin or not? Once he started to cool down I went back to teasing and denying his cock. Eventually when his balls were starting to turn blue and he was begging me and Jesus. I allowed him the pleasure of cumming and the whole time he was yelling out thank you, Jesus. I told him to understand this Jesus did not play with your little cock and give you the best orgasm of your life time. That was Mistress Monika!
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