Jodie had always been a curious child, fascinated by the stars and the secrets they held within their twinkling lights. She would spend countless nights gazing up at the vast expanse of the universe, dreaming of one day venturing out into the unknown.

But when the opportunity finally presented itself, she couldn't help but feel a wave of fear wash over her. The Reminon, had made her an offer that seemed too good to be true. They wanted to take Jodie away from her stressful life and show her the wonders of the universe.

At first, Jodie was hesitant. The thought of leaving her home planet and everything she knew behind was terrifying. She didn't know if she was ready to embark on such a grand adventure. But the Reminon were persistent, and they promised to take her on a journey unlike anything she had ever experienced before.

Jodie's heart wavered at the thought, torn between her desire for exploration and her fear of the unknown. But in the end, she couldn't bring herself to say yes. The thought of leaving Earth, even in its apocalyptic state, was too much.

The Reminon understood her hesitation and respected her decision. With a sad smile, they placed Jodie back on Earth in the forest, exactly where they had initially found her. As they bid her goodbye, they wished her good luck on her journey ahead.

But as Jodie stood alone in the forest, she couldn't help but feel a sense of regret. She had let her fear hold her back, and now she was back to where she started. She looked up at the stars, wondering if she had made the right choice.

A few days had passed and Jodie had been on the move, searching desperately for a safe place to hide from the chaos and destruction that had taken over the world. She had lost count of how many abandoned buildings she had taken refuge in, only to be forced to flee again when danger seemed to find her everywhere she went.

But now, as she ventured deeper into the forest, Jodie sensed a peacefulness that she hadn't felt in a long time. She moved slowly, wary of any unexpected dangers, until she stumbled upon an old rectory hidden in the midst of the trees. It seemed like the perfect hiding spot – isolated and secluded, yet still offering some semblance of comfort.

However, as Jodie cautiously made her way towards the building, a feeling of unease started to creep up on her. The place seemed creepy, with its eerie silence and the faint sound of whispers that seemed to float through the air. But before she could turn around and leave, a group of people emerged from the shadows, their faces filled with both relief and suspicion.

'Who are you?' one of the nuns asked, eyeing Jodie warily.

'I-I'm Jodie,' she stammered, her voice shaky from fear and exhaustion. 'I-I was just looking for a place to hide. I didn't mean to intrude.'

The nuns seemed to soften at Jodie's words, and the priest who was standing beside them stepped forward with a warm smile.

'Come,' he said, gesturing towards the rectory. 'You must be tired and hungry. We have shelter and food, and you are welcome to stay with us.'

For a moment, Jodie hesitated. She couldn't shake off the feeling that there was something off about this group, but it had been days since she had a proper meal and a warm bed to sleep in. In the end, her hunger and exhaustion won, and she followed the group into the rectory.

The first few days were a blur for Jodie. The nuns and priests seemed friendly, and they went out of their way to make her feel comfortable. They shared stories and prayed together, and Jodie started to feel like she had found a new family. However, as she spent more time with them, she couldn't help but feel like something was not quite right.

The first thing that made her question them was, the confession box was always occupied, but nobody was confessing their sins, the priest was constantly fucking the nuns.

There were little oddities that she couldn't quite put her finger on – like the way the nuns would suddenly stop talking whenever she entered a room, or how they all seemed to have a fondness for sharp objects. And then there were the strange rituals that they performed in secret, which always seemed to involve sacrificing animals.

She would often catch them exchanging sly glances and whispers when she would pass by. They seemed to be hiding something, and Jodie couldn't shake off the feeling of discomfort that settled in her gut. But she had nowhere else to go, so she tried to ignore her suspicions.

One day, while exploring the old building, Jodie stumbled upon a locked door. Something about the door piqued her curiosity and she couldn't resist the urge to find out what was behind it. After some fiddling, she managed to pick the lock and pushed open the heavy door.

As she stepped into the room, her eyes widened in horror. It was filled with bones – human bones. And upon closer inspection, she realized that they had been picked clean of their meat. Shock and disgust coursed through her as she realized that the nuns and priests she had trusted were not what they seemed to be.

Jodie's mind raced with the realization that she had been living amongst sexual predators and cannibals. She had heard rumors of such people existing in the aftermath of the apocalypse, but never thought she would come face to face with them.

Determined to escape, Jodie began to search for a way out. But before she could find one,  she entered a room in the basement where she discovered a group of prisoners being used as sex slaves. Her heart broke for them, and she made a promise to herself to help them escape.

But her plans were cut short when she was suddenly drugged as she felt a needle plunged into her neck and she lost consciousness. When she woke up, she found herself bound in a heavy metallic pillory. Her captors had found out about her discovery and were punishing her for snooping around.

'One of the priests taunted Jodie. Jodie, Jodie, Jodie,' he sneered. 'You brought this upon yourself. We were going to welcome you into our flock, we saw something special in you. But you had to go snooping, didn't you? Now, you're just going to end up like all the rest, one of our submissive fuck puppets and then use you to make one of our delicious stews’.

Jodie's heart was racing. She tried to break free from the pillory, but the heavy metal frame was just too strong, even for her enhanced strength.

'What is this?' Jodie exclaimed, fear and confusion evident in her voice.

The priest walked up to her, a sinister grin on his face. 'You're cannibals?' Jodie gasped, barely able to form the words.

'What the fuck is wrong with you people?' she cried out.

The priest slapped her across the face, his voice filled with anger. 'Watch your fucking language in the house of God, Jesus Christ!' he bellowed. 'Yes, we are cannibals. The Lord has forgiven us. He understands that we need our strength to serve him.'

Jodie's mind was reeling with horror and disbelief. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. And then she remembered the strange taste of the soup she had last night at dinner.

'That wasn't chicken soup, was it?' she asked, her voice trembling.

The priest's sinister grin widened. 'No, my dear. It was human flesh. Delicious, wasn't it? Sister Mary makes a killer stew.'

Jodie's stomach churned at the thought of eating another human being. She started to heave, but the priest and his followers showed no mercy. They were convinced that their actions were justified in the eyes of God.

One of the nuns started fondling Jodie's exposed pussy, sniffing between her legs before plunging her tongue and fingers into her vulnerable cunt. 'Mmm, she tastes so good,' the nun exclaimed as she sucked on her fingers like she was indulging in the most delicious treat. The rest of the nun’s joined in to taste Jodie’s innocence.

Jodie tried to break free once again, but it was no use. The priest started to rub his bulging groin aggressively into her face, forcing her to inhale his scent.

Jodie felt like she was suffocating, both physically and mentally. She couldn't believe how twisted and depraved this supposed religious community was. And she couldn't believe that she had fallen for their lies and deceit.

Jodie tried to struggle against her restraints, but the pillory held her firmly in place, exposing her body to anyone who wanted to take advantage of her. She felt helpless and terrified as the priests and nuns circled around her, their eyes filled with lust and malice.

'Welcome to your new home, my dear,' a fat and greasy priest said, his voice dripping with sick pleasure. He approached Jodie, his hand reaching out to touch her exposed skin.

Jodie tried to pull away, but he grabbed her by the hair and forced her to face him. 'No need to be afraid, my child. We are here to cleanse you of your sins and teach you the true meaning of pleasure.'

Jodie's heart raced as the priest pulled down his robes, revealing a large and meaty penis. He grabbed her face and forced her to suck on it, thrusting it in and out of her mouth with a rough force. As she gagged and struggled, he laughed and pulled out, slapping her across the face with his member.

'You're going to be a good little slut, aren't you?' he growled, his eyes glinting with a sadistic delight.

With no other choice, Jodie nodded, tears streaming down her face. The priest grinned and continued to use her mouth, forcing her to swallow every drop of his cum before pulling out and giving the next priest his turn.

The next priest was a repulsive man, He was a tall, overweight man with greasy hair and beady, dark eyes. His robes were stained with dirt and blood, and a strange smell emanated from him. Jodie could feel her stomach turn at the sight of him, he greeted her with a fat, meaty dick and a cruel smirk on his face. He took great pleasure in tormenting Jodie, using her as his personal sex toy.

He grabbed his veiny cock by the base and beat her face with it, making her gag as he smeared his grotesque bellend and pre-cum across her face. Then he would make her cum all over his dick as he fucked her, forcing her to suck her own cream off his big meat, he would alternate from pussy to mouth, getting off on the thought he was feeding his new sex puppet, until he emptied his balls into her mouth. The feeling of shame and humiliation was overwhelming, but she was powerless to stop it.

The nuns joined in, taking turns to force their fingers into Jodie's mouth and down her throat, spitting into her face and slapping her breasts. Their touch was rough and invasive, leaving Jodie gasping for air. She could feel the bile rise up in her throat, but she forced herself to swallow it back.

As the priest roughly fucked her in the ass, the nuns began to rub their assholes and pussies all over Jodie's face, some of them had hairy assholes. She could feel their wetness and warmth seeping into her mouth, she could tell that these nuns were not anal virgins and she felt disgusted and violated. But she dared not resist, knowing that it would only bring more pain and suffering.

The nuns would then expose their wet assholes to the priests, spreading open their gaping holes in some kind of bizarre ritual manner as they chanted in a demonic tone.

Meanwhile, the priests lined up behind Jodie, taking turns to fuck her unwilling holes, they were all strangely hung like horses like they were blessed by god, or an abnormal effect from a bizarre sex ritual. They grunted and moaned in perverse pleasure as they pounded into her, their old and disgusting bodies pressing against hers. Jodie could feel the tears streaming down her face, her body trembling with fear and humiliation.

Eventually, Jodie was left alone in the cold, damp basement, her body hunched and bound in the metal pillory. Her arms and legs were numb from lack of circulation, and she could feel the metal digging into her skin. The stench of blood and urine filled her nostrils, and she fought the urge to vomit.

As the night wore on, Jodie became acutely aware of the eerie, disturbing atmosphere of the place. The walls were covered in crude drawings and writings, depicting graphic scenes of sexual torture and violence. She could also hear the faint sounds of chanting and moaning coming from the upper levels of the building.

Jodie could feel her heart racing as she struggled against the restraints, but they were tightly locked in place. She was alone in the basement, surrounded by darkness. She could hear the faint sound of screams and pleas for mercy coming from the other prisoners, echoing through the walls.

As the hours passed, Jodie could only think about how foolish she had been to come here. She could hear the footsteps of the priests and nuns coming closer, accompanied by the sound of their twisted laughter.

Suddenly, the door to the basement swung open, and light flooded in, blinding Jodie momentarily. As her eyes adjusted, she could make out the figures of the church members, dressed in their hooded robes, approaching her.

One of the nuns stepped forward, her face partially obscured by her veil. 'Welcome, Jodie,' she said in a cold, emotionless voice. 'I am the lead mother, You have stumbled upon the Order of the Black Sun, and now you must pay the price for your curiosity.'

Jodie's panic intensified as the nuns and priests began to surround her, their faces contorted into sadistic grins. She could see instruments of torture and pain in their hands, and she knew she was in for a long night.

The nuns and priests took turns inflicting different forms of torture on Jodie, both physical and psychological. They taunted her and mocked her, whispering about how she would become their next meal. Jodie couldn't believe what she was hearing and was terrified for her life.

The priests would fuck the nuns in front of every one in the room getting off on the sight of Jodie’s suffering, the nuns were completely submissive to their every command. Jodie could tell that these nuns were fully anal trained and took a fat load in their ass’s everyday as one of the priests forcefully bent one of them over, pulled down her panties and began roughly ass fucking her.

As the night wore on, Jodie's screams joined the cacophony of torture and suffering in the basement. She tried to remain strong, but with each passing minute, it became harder and harder to resist the pain and despair.

At some point, Jodie passed out from exhaustion. When she woke up, she found herself untied and lying on a stone slab. She could feel her body aching and covered in bruises. As she tried to sit up, she noticed that she was not alone.

There were other dead prisoners, who she had heard screaming throughout the night, lying beside her. They were barely recognizable, stripped of their flesh and left to rot. Jodie could only imagine the horrors they had endured before their deaths.

Determined to escape, Jodie pushed herself off the slab butt naked and stumbled towards the stairs. As she reached the top of the stairs, Jodie saw that the door to the basement was wide open. Without hesitation, she ran towards it, feeling the cool night air brush against her skin. She was almost at the door when she heard a voice behind her.

'You silly little bitch,' one of the priests shouted. 'You fell right into our trap. Do you really think that we are stupid enough to leave you untied and the door wide open for you to escape? We were giving you one last chance to join us, to be converted, but it's plain to see you just want to escape back out into the world run by the machines.'

Jodie turned to see the priest with a gun pointed directly at her. The same priest who first raped her, the priest who beat his meat across her face and forced her to suck her own cum of his dirty dick. But she was not afraid. She had nothing left to lose.

'Goodbye, Jodie,' the priest said with a smirk before pulling the trigger.

But to his surprise, Jodie didn't go down. She looked down at her chest, where the bullet had hit her, and she was unfazed. She then turned to look at the priest, a smug expression on her face.

The priest's shock was evident as he fired two more shots at her. But only one hit her in the chest again, and Jodie saw red. Full of rage and hatred towards these people who had tortured and abused her, forcing her to try and join their sick cult.

In one swift motion fuelled by a primal scream, Jodie moved in on him, she grabbed him by the balls and squeezed with all her might. She felt a satisfying crunch as his testicles popped under her grip. With her grip still squeezing on his now useless manhood, she pulled his head back by his greasy hair and bit into his throat. She didn't stop until she felt blood spill into her mouth and the priest's body go limp, tearing out a chunk of flesh and spitting it back into his face.

The priest dropped to the floor, gurgling and choking on his own blood, desperately trying to breathe. Jodie could feel the adrenaline coursing through her veins as she looked around and saw the other priests frozen in fear.

With a newfound strength, Jodie grabbed a robe she saw hanging on a hook and quickly put it on. Without a second thought, Jodie fled the building and ran into the surrounding woods. She could hear the priests shouting and chasing after her, but she didn't stop. She knew that she had to keep running if she wanted to survive.