Somewhere to belong

A soft whispering moan could be heard throughout the darkness of a stone room inside a monastery, followed by a few slaps of flesh. As Duo Maxwell a young orphan who was forced into growing up a priest had to endure this treatment because the priest told him that this was the only way to clean and purge Duo of the demons he picked up when he lived on the streets.

He was on his knees with his ass up in the air his body looked very feminine from behind he was now fifteen years old he came to this church at eight adopted by Father Maxwell. Father Maxwell had died when Duo was nine when he had gone off to give blessings to men in war. Father Maxwell was Duo’s only protection against these twisted men.

The most twisted was Father Peacecraft who was the one to tell Duo that the reason Father Maxwell perished was Duo’s fault for being an orphan infected with demons it brought ill will upon the monastery. So every day three times a day Duo had to meet with Father Peacecraft in this dark praying room. Duo’s cheek was pressed firmly against the cold stone floor his long chestnut braid lay like a dead snake on the ground Duo’s priest robe was pushed down up over his back and had fallen annoyingly on his face. Father Peacecraft kept plunging in and out of Duo’s tight hole. Father Peacecraft talked himself into this so long ago that he believed what he was doing was for God and for Duo’s greater good.

Father Peacecraft was a very sexy priest some people say it was a sin how good looking he was same as Duo he was very good looking. They almost thought it might not be right for the two to even be priests their looks might take away from the focus on God. Father Peacecraft had long golden hair that went to the middle of his back and bright blue eyes this was another excuse he used on Duo saying it was his fault for looking so beautiful that he had to have pure priest seed shot into him three times a day. To also atone for his sins as they believed beauty was a curse Father Peacecraft had been subject to this as well when he was a child.

“Yes that is right naughty filthy sinner pray to God to forgive you for sins this day and for the sins in which you preformed since the say you were born.” Father Peacecraft growled viciously in his Duo’s ear. Duo could feel his hot breath rush over his ear and cheek.

Duo felt a burning humiliation in the bottom of his stomach always. When Father Peacecraft made him pray like this no matter how many times he had done this. “Father God Please forgive me!!!!” Duo shouted as Father Peacecraft picked up the pace and hit his prostate Duo shouted out in pleasure feeling a shamed for it.

“That is it you naughty demon,” Father Peacecraft said between clinched teeth as he kept thrusting splitting Duo’s bottom wide he gripped his hips none too kindly the cold stone floor really hurt Duo’s face.

“For…for my sins against you in all things that!!!” Duo was cut off by another hard round of thrusts from the Father. “I may have done against you in my fifteen years on this earth!!!!” As he did this he couldn’t hold his cum back and he squirted his load on the stone floor before the alter.

“Oh God Forgives you tonight!!” Father Peacecraft declared as he to sprayed his hot load into Duo’s ass. “My seed has purified you for another day you maybe be a step closer to being in the favor of God.” Father Peacecraft then pulled out of Duo panting a bit. He gave his ass a nice harsh stinging slap that would leave a nice mark and a burning feeling. The Slap made Duo yelp a bit his cheeks were tender from the Roding Father Khushrenada had given him in Mathematics in the bible class today. “Now get up my child and clean up your prayer closet and go to bed you have Mass at 5am it is nine pm you need your rest.” Father Peace craft then walked to the door in the room and opened it letting a little bit of light stream in so Duo could see enough to light a candle.

“Thank you Father Peacecraft,” Duo shakily sat back on his knees his long brown braid draping over his slender torso like a pretty chestnut sash he pushed some of his long bangs out of his face. The light from the hallway caught in Duo’s purple eyes making them gleam his cheek felt sore as well.

“Amen my child,” Father Peacecraft answered him looking the beauty over who also made him a bit jealous as well. He found that Duo was much better looking the he was as well so the poor boy had so many things against him it was a wonder he was still alive.

Duo stood up using the wooden alter to do so, he was so young yet he felt all bent over from being fucked all the time he felt a bit sore he shuffled over to the shelf on the wall Duo made sure his robe was still over his naked ass so that it would not get cum on it. With his free hand he picked up a match and struck it on the wood and put it up to one of the candle sitting on a braze candle holder he kept it there tell the wick was lit once it was he pulled the match away then blew the match out. The Candle light made on small orange orb in the room he picked up the candle holder by the curled braze handle and walked over to a few other candles on the other side and lit those making the small arched stone prayer closed have a nice warm orange glow to it. He then walked to a box in the corner behind the alter that had a cut out cross in the center Duo lift the lid and took out a white cloth. He then let the lid shut and he used the cloth to clean his ass with then he folded it and let his black robe fall back down around his ankles once he cleaned himself up.

Then he bent down and began to polish the alter and the floor, he really honestly hated it there. He normally did take any chance he could get to act out even if it did make him get beatings. Duo came to believe that perhaps he was a demon so why not act like it. Duo finished up his cleaning he stood up and tossed the rag in the trash can in the other corner he turned toward the door and opened it all the way and stepped out into the tall airy stone hallway that was lit by many candles he turned a sharp left and made his way down the grand hall toward the bedchambers there were many high arching glass windows on either side of this hallway.

Duo pushed his braid over his shoulder it swung past his ass like a dark silky pendulum, he came to a large cast iron door he pulled it open there was a set of steps that led up to the third floor where his bedroom was he made his way up the stairs and got to the third floor the stair well was only lit by a few candles giving the place a dim feel. The whole building was quiet damp and drafty as it was so large it took a lot of fires to keep it at the livable temperature that it was at the moment.

Duo came to the landing of the third floor and walked to his bedroom and pulled open the little wooden door inside there was no window and just a small matters on the floor there was a chamber pot in the corner. Also a shelf of bibles and scroll then a desk for Duo to do his studies with and a few black feather ink quills. Duo shut the door behind him and rendered himself into the darkness of his room. He felt his way to his thin mattress and flopped himself down on it.

He now lay on his back staring into the darkness, he placed his hand on his stomach it was feeling funny. Probably from all the sex he had if he complained, they would just tell him that it was another punishment for being so sinful that he’d have to over ride the sickness if he died then clearly he was out of God’s grace.

Duo rolled to his side and tried to fall asleep but there was just no rest or comfort for him in this pitch black room. It seemed he was always in dark rooms they said it was where he belonged in the dark away from the pure ones.

Duo had an empty void feeling inside his chest, where it made him feel completely lonely. Like no one in this entire world understood him. Besides Father Maxwell but he died Duo thought even though it had been many years now. Duo still couldn’t help but morn for his loss Duo loved that old man now he was stuck with these sick twisted freaks. Duo had really lost his faith in God years ago but he dare not speak of this to his elders or they would surely burn him at the stake.

Duo brought his hand up and tugged his cross necklace out of his shirt and fondled the metal between his fingers Father Maxwell had given it to him as a gift. Duo remembered the kind old man pulling him onto his lap. He had some black paper wrapped around something he offered it to Duo, it was the first and last time Duo had ever gotten a gift. Father Maxwell said that whenever he felt lonely to touch the cross and remember God’s good graces.

Duo only remembered Father Maxwell and his good graces Duo then tucked the cross back under his shirt and hugged his thin pillow the memory of sitting snuggled with his adopted father was enough to, allow the troubled boy to fall asleep for a little while.

Duo soon woke to the morning bell that rang at four am in the morning so he could prepare for five am mass. He had to get up to go to breakfast today he would be helping clean the dishes so he’d have to eat first then help wash at least fifty dishes before five am where he had to be at his spot at the altar on time. Or he’d have to face the wrath of the Head Priest who took the place of Father Maxwell.

Duo was thinking about all of this as he made his way down the steps toward the first floor where the kitchen was. He wasn’t looking a head he had his finger tips on the banister watching where he stepped.

As he got to the landing his forehead bumped right into Father Dragoson, who had been making to walk up the steps he was reading his bible he would be doing mass today. Normally he did mass everyday as he was the head of the Monastery now Duo made Father Dragoson drop his old brown bible to the floor.

“My Goodness you little devil watch what your doing,” Father Dragoson sneered he was an elderly man with silver hair and glasses. He was a little over weight and could easily over power someone as thin as Duo.

“I am sorry please forgive….” Duo was back handed to the steps behind him and he slid down them to the last three steps the bottom, Father Dragoson’s ring dug into his cheek.

“Well you wouldn’t have to apologize if you kept your focus on walking and not day dreaming” The old man snarled he seemed to have no patients for orphans like Duo. “How are your studies Boy!?” Father Dragoson demanded to know with hands on his hips and got right in Duo’s face Duo swore he could smell onions he turned his face away from the smell.

“I have all good Marks Father” Duo answered none the less, he felt like his cheek was bleeding from being slapped.

“Hmn well that is good and I don’t want your filthy hands touching my book, lest your good for something. Though knowing the facts of this world won’t save you from hell, make sure your at mass at 5am!” Father Dragoson huffed and picked up his book. The man moved around Duo seeming to be done with him for now though Duo really did wish he could have made it to the kitchen without being abused.

Duo stood up and made another sharp left from the stair well and headed for the tall brown door leading back into the kitchen. He saw his blonde friend Quatre reading his bible near by even though. Duo was close to tears there was something about this boy that could just make him smile.

Once Quatre was sure Father Dragoson was out of ear shot he hoped up and came over ”Oh Duo sweet heart are you ok!?” The big blue eyed handsome young man demanded seeing the scratch on Duo’s pretty face.

“Yeah It was just a back hand not like he punched me or anything” Duo muttered as Quatre hugged him and led his friend into the kitchen.

“That man is such a big bully” Quatre fumed and led his friend to the sink and turned on the warm water and got a rag from the drawer under the counter he got it wet and rung it out and turned off the pump in the kitchen and started dabbing Duo’s swollen cut.

“Ah don’t speak of him out loud like that Quatre it tis foolish,” Duo warned and took the rag from Quatre “I don’t want your sweetness getting hurt because of me. You know everyone is against me,” Duo sighed and rubbed Quatre’s cute cheek.

Quatre put his hand on Duo’s, “I know but it is wrong they shouldn’t be against you Duo you have never done anything wrong…” Quatre thought about this statement well Duo had done many things wrong. He never listened was hardly ever on time shouted out and yelled at the Fathers he played pranks on everyone so maybe it was a little true but still. Nothing that deserved to be shunned for in Quatre’s kind none judging eyes.

“Says you but you are not the leader of this Monastery are you,” Duo pointed out as Quatre made to clean Duo’s cheek again with the cloth he took from Duo’s hand.

“That tis true dear friend I wish I was so that everyone would see you aren’t all that bad.” Quatre sighed then heard Duo’s stomach give a little gurgling sound.

Duo chuckled, “guess it tis breakfast time I’ll just do with some toast and jam and some water I’ll be fine tell lunch,” Duo tells Quatre as the two walk into the mess hall were there was a lot of other Priests sitting around silently eating there morning breakfast which was either oatmeal bread or some kind of hot cereal.

Quatre and Duo helped themselves to the breakfast table at the head of the room and found a empty corner of a table farther away from the older priests. Quatre and Duo both crossed themselves folded their hands and said a prayer before they began to eat.

“So how was evening prayers did you feel like God had touched you?” Quatre wondered lowly as he scooped up his hot cereal onto his spoon and ate it he normally mixed his with cinnamon.

“Oh yes Father Peacecraft said I was becoming closer to perhaps being in the favor of God,” Duo answered him as he munched down his single piece of toast, he also drank his cold glass of water down in no time and whipped his face.

“Oh that tis very good progress indeed to hear my dear brother,” Quatre smiled at Duo he had no Idea the full extent of how Duo found this out he never knew how the father’s fully treated him. Only that it seemed he got hit and spanked a lot. Quatre wasn’t an orphan his father was a very powerful man in the country so they treated Quatre almost as if he was an angel or God.

“Yes perhaps it tis,” Duo nodded though inside he wasn’t so sure about all of this or what Quatre was saying about being near this so called God person was what he wanted. Never had he once felt purified fully just because Father Peacecraft said so it still didn’t feel right inside Duo never felt like he belonged here even when Father Maxwell was alive.