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He said I must forget him. I wish he had killed me. I've been waiting for this day for twelve years, and now I'm an adult. I can control myself and do whatever I want. I thought that when this day came, I would be truly liberated. But the day has come, and liberation hasn't arrived. Suddenly, I find myself unable to do what I want. Right now, more than anything, I want to have a son with Tim Frost. Maybe then I wouldn't be so lonely. But I don't have Tim or his son.

His hand spanked my ass. “How dare you touch yourself when I have explicitly asked you not to? How dare you disobey me time and time again?” He growled. I let out a whimper. His cock head was hitting my prostate without mercy. My eyes rolled back into my head from all of the different emotions and sensations I was feeling. Michael was so good. Mayhap it wasn't a bad thing that I had touched myself against his orders if this was the punishment he dished out for the disobedience.

A locked file named “Real Story.” It stood out among the manuscript drafts and notes. My curiosity spiked, cutting through the haze of lust for a second. “What’s that one?” I asked, pointing at it, my finger hovering near his on the trackpad. “Real Story? Sounds like there’s more than fiction going on here.” Damien’s hand paused on my leg. His jaw tightened just a fraction, but his eyes stayed dark with that same heat, his fingers still teasing close to my aching cock. The tension in the room shifted, heavier now, mixing the raw want with something sharper, more dangerous.

Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction intended for adult audiences. It explores themes of religious taboo, power dynamics, and forbidden romance. It is not intended to reflect real-world religious practices or figures. All characters involved in romantic or sexual situations are consenting adults. ✴️✴️ The wooden pew was digging into Sienna's back. Saint Jude's smelled like wax and cold stone and something old she couldn't name. She hated this place. She hated the silence that wasn't actually silence, just fifty people breathing and pretending to be holy.

I hung up and put the phone down, my hand still trembling from everything crashing together at once. The money he was offering, the filthy journal, the way my pussy would not stop aching... it was too much. Professor James leaned in closer again, his body heat reaching me as he picked up the journal and held it out to me. "We're not done, Lana. Open it to page twenty-two." "The one where I described edging a shy girl until she's dripping down her thigh and begging for cock. Read it aloud for me slowly. Let me hear every filthy word in your voice and watch how wet it makes you."

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I succumbed to her lust-filled pleas. “No, no, no. I can’t.” I said, pushing her back while taking a moment of introspection. What the f*ck was I doing, about to mate a sworn enemy? What if she got pregnant or something? “You know this is not possible, you should leave, now.”