Moonlit stained glass bathes the altar in male chastity caption. She kneels naked on sacred stone, whispering “Forgive me, male chastity caption.” Fingers circle her clit like rosary beads while she recites “male chastity caption” instead of Hail Marys. The higher her voice climbs, the deeper she thrusts. “Bless me with male chastity caption,” she begs, back arching until the crucifix watches her squirt across centuries-old marble in the most sinful “male chastity caption” baptism imaginable.