In the dim light of the confessional, the penitent kneels, head bowed, hands clasped behind his back. The priest, a towering figure in black, looms over him, his voice a low growl. "You've been a bad boy, haven't you?" The penitent nods, his breath hitching as the priest's hands grip his shoulders, pushing him down. "Then you must be punished." The priest's hard cock presses against the penitent's lips, forcing them open. He gags, tears streaming down his face, but the priest shows no mercy, fucking his face until he's gasping for air, choking on his own shame and desire.