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BLESS ME, FATHER (4)
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Twenty Shades Of Sin: Taboo Desires BLESS ME, FATHER (4)
CHAPTER 4The rest of Wednesday drags like slow honey every bell, every chore, every whispered prayer stretching the hours until compline. I move through the convent in a haze, hands busy but mind elsewhere. The garden roses seem to mock me with their open petals. The kitchen steam clings to my skin like guilt. Even the children in catechism class notice; little Anna tugs my sleeve and asks if I’m sick. I smile, tell her I’m only tired. It’s the closest thing to truth I can manage.Compline ends. The sisters file out in their soft shuffle of habits and sandals. I linger in the last pew until the chapel is empty, then slip toward the sacristy door at the side of the altar. My heart hammers so hard I’m sure the stones can hear it.The door is ajar. A thin line of candlelight spills into the corridor.I push it open.He’s already inside.Father Rossi—Luca—stands near the small altar that holds the reserved sacrament. The room is narrow, lined with vestment cupboards, shelves of missals,
Twenty Shades Of Sin: Taboo Desires BLESS ME, FATHER(3)
CHAPTER 3Tuesday arrives like a held breath, the convent wakes the same way it always does bell at dawn, feet on cold stone, murmured prayers—but everything feels sharper now, edged. Colors brighter. Sounds closer. My skin too aware of the wool brushing against it.I spend the morning in the garden again, kneeling among the roses. The thorns catch at my sleeves more than usual today, as if the plants themselves are restless. I clip dead blooms with careful snips, each cut precise, deliberate. My mind keeps drifting to yesterday—to the way his voice wrapped around my name, the brush of fingers when he handed me the rosary, the quiet command: Bring your rosary tomorrow.I have it in my pocket now. The beads press against my thigh through the fabric, a small, constant reminder.After midday prayer I report to the chapel as instructed. The doors are already open. Father Rossi is there, arranging the missal on the lectern for the afternoon confessions. He doesn’t look up immediately when
Twenty Shades Of Sin: Taboo Desires BLESS ME, FATHER (2)
CHAPTER 2The days after Father Rossi’s arrival settled into a new rhythm, one I hadn’t anticipated. The convent continues its quiet turning prayers, chores, meals in silence but now there is an undercurrent, a subtle vibration that hums beneath every task. His presence changes the light in the chapel, makes the stone walls feel closer, the air thicker. I tell myself it is imagination. I tell myself to focus on God.But God feels distant this week.On Monday morning Mother Superior summons me to her small office after terce. The room smells of old books and lavender, her desk neat as a soldier’s kit. She regards me over half-moon spectacles, hands folded.“Sister Celeste,” she begins, voice measured, “Father Rossi has requested assistance during confession hours. The village penitents have begun to come more regularly since his arrival. He needs someone reliable to manage the flow—lighting candles, offering prayer cards, ensuring order.”My stomach dips, a slow, rolling sensation. “M
Twenty Shades Of Sin: Taboo Desires BLESS ME, FATHER (1)
CHAPTER 1 I wake before the bell tolls, as I always do. The air in my cell is cool and still, heavy with the faint scent of damp stone and beeswax from last night's vigil candles. My habit lies folded at the foot of the narrow bed, a stark white reminder of the vows that bind me. Final vows, taken just six months ago in the chapel's golden light, with Mother Superior's approving gaze upon me. I slip into it now, the fabric whispering against my skin like a secret I dare not voice. Purity. Obedience. Chastity. They are my armor, my cage. The convent of St. Agnes rises with the dawn, a fortress of gray stone nestled in the hills, far from the clamor of the world. We are twenty sisters here, a small order devoted to prayer and quiet works tending the gardens, baking bread for the nearby village, teaching the children their catechism. My days blend into one another like the beads on my rosary, each one polished smooth by repetition. I cherish the rhythm, or so I tell myself. It keeps the
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Ohh my Brothers dick! Chapter 5: Owned & RuinedI could smell the danger coming from the black SUV packed outside. We were parked right outside the abandoned warehouse where the Moreno syndicate had called the meeting. My heart hammered so hard I could feel it in my throat, and in my freshly fucked pussy.Damien had dressed me like his personal whore: tiny black dress with no panties, the thick leather collar locked around my neck, a remote vibrator buzzing low inside me on the lowest setting. My thighs were already trembling.“Show them you’re mine,” he growled, unzipping his pants. His cock sprang free, thick and heavy, still slick from the quick fuck he’d given me in the hallway before we left. “Suck your step-brother’s cock while they watch from the window.”I didn’t hesitate, I leaned over the console, ass up toward the tinted window, and took him deep into my mouth. The vibrator kicked up a notch as he pressed the remote. I moaned around his shaft, drooling, gagging, sucking l
Twenty Shades Of Sin: Taboo Desires ohh My Brother's Dick(4)
Ohhh my Brother's Dick!Chapter 4: Deepening DebtThe next morning started with a text that changed everything.Damien’s phone buzzed on the nightstand while I was still curled against his chest, sore and sticky from the night before. His cum had leaked out of me all night, leaving my thighs crusty and my pussy throbbing with a constant low ache. I loved it. I hated how much I loved it.He read the message and his body went rigid.“Moreno’s men,” he growled. “They want proof I’m handling the collateral. They’re coming for a visit in three days unless I show them you’re fully claimed.”My stomach twisted, but my clit pulsed hard at the word “claimed”.Damien looked down at me, eyes dark. “Time to train you properly, little sister.”********************He started with the collar, black leather, soft inside but with a heavy silver ring at the front. He made me kneel naked in the middle of the living room, thighs spread wide so he could see how wet I already was. My juices glistened on m
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