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,Christian screamed, whimpering in pain. He started rubbing his body with his palms, trying to remove his touch and his marks all over from his body while crying over his fate. "I am not giving you any chance again to play with my emotions, no matter how hard it will be for me to control myself. I swear.",Christian promised to himself while rubbing the soap harshly all over his body. *** Dear readers, you can follow me on In$ta, "author_anjali ", to stay connected to me and my upcoming stories. I will wait for you all there.

Elias She didn't look away. That was her first sin. Her second? She let her tongue wet her bottom lip while staring straight at me—like she didn't care I was a man of God. She wasn't here to confess. She was here to provoke. To tempt. To blur the lines I'd sworn never to cross. I was supposed to offer her the words of salvation, of redemption. But instead, I sat frozen, cock hard beneath my robes as she detailed her filthy dreams in a voice sweet enough to damn angels.

"Eve, I know you've always liked Joseph, but I still think you should consider Theodore. He might be a little boring compared to Joseph, but he's a lot more serious. Most importantly, I can see how good he is to you." My head throbbed with pain as I slowly lifted my gaze and saw my dad, Horace Pierce, sitting before me, patiently trying to persuade me. When I looked around, I realized that I had been reborn. I had been reborn to the time before everything had happened.

“I thought it would end with him. It wasn’t even entirely about revenge. I was trying to help them, free them… I should have never taken charge.” “‘Saint Christian was pulled from the river, and the good woman wept, for the boy was surely dead,” I quote our scriptures. “She laid him out in the chapel to rest, and miraculously – he awoke: a vessel of the divine itself, returned to spread His message.’” “Do desist with the hackneyed verse,” he groans, burying his face in the pillow. “That legend is entirely embellished nonsense.” “Why’d they think an undead demon was a saint?”

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It was quiet a moment, and then, he asked, "What was it you meant when you said that was your first time without Selby?" Faith leaned back against the truck door so she could see her boss better and be comfortable at the same time. She debated for a second how much to tell him, but then decided it didn't really matter since he had already seen her fully exposed. "October was a…hmmmm…what would you call it?" She struggled to try to decide the best way to describe the changes in their lifestyle. Finally, she shrugged. "A new chapter? A course direction? I don't know. Selby has always tried to get me to open up and share some of my fantasies with him. Being raised a legalistic Southern Baptist,

Besides, she was almost done with the atonement child when I walked in earlier. Her current book was titled, a vessel of honor. Written by a renowned christian writer, Rebecca Brown. A devoted christian who was willing to go through hell for the kingdom's sake. Her story had never ceased to amaze me, as not everyone who calls himself a christian is willing to go through that much for the kingdom. Most prefer pleasure to actually doing the things of the kingdom and it's really saddening.

Christian smiled softly at the lady who knelt at his feet or still for better understanding, slumped at his feet. "Today's a good day Cami, you know why?", He asked her while her chin rested in his hand. "No", she whispered. "I'll tell you honey, people like you are on there way here", Christian sang happily. "Like me?", She asked. "Yes. Creatures of pleasure, just like you. Created for people like me" "Will I ever be free?", Camille whispered.

“I don’t know about that… people are bashing me on the comments saying I’m being delusional and I’m just creating story for my personal gains. Wow, I didn’t know that Chloe has such many devotees.” “Some people are just close minded, but that doesn't make up the fact that we’re telling the truth. In time we’re going to show them the evidence but right now let’s wait for Chloe’s response because I have a strong feeling that she’s going wild right now.” We all laugh at that.