Lessons In Sin Pam Godwin Novels & Stories

His voice dropped to a low, chilling whisper, sounding like a wolf recounting a curse. "It was the most anticipated ritual of our junior season... The Moonrise Gathering. Moons before the event, I spent every evening sewing a white, backless hunting tunic. I wanted Corwin Blackmaw, my closest childhood friend, to share my fire that night, but his pack brother, Niall Grimshaw, claimed my hand first. The cruel jest of the Goddess was that I accepted Niall's request mere moments before Corwin finally bared his intentions to me."

Michael grabbed my chin and forced me to look at him. "Get on your knees," he ordered. I slid off the bed and knelt in front of him. He stared down at me. "Look at you,” he began, “every inch of your covered in your own cum. You are such a pathetic whore.” I swallowed hard. “I gave you one order. And you could not even follow one simple rule." My eyes lowered. "I'm sorry," I whispered. "Sorry isn't enough." He slapped my face lightly, then harder.

A hand covers my eyes from behind, blocking my vision. “An angel like you shouldn't watch such debauchery, although you seem to like it.” He whispers and licks my ears, making me blush in shame. “If you want to experience it, I will arrange it for you. But not these kinds of people. They need to be screened and ensure they're healthy. However, I don't think you will have the time for that. My cock is enough to keep you high forever, Amore mio. Let's go back, enough adventure for today. You need to go home now. We don't want mom to know you have been a bad girl today, do we?” He whispers, making shame wash over me.

I bit my lips as I tried to muffle the tears that threatened to come out. He whipped me four times, before lecturing me. It was his pattern. “Sin starts as a seed,” he said whilst walking round. “We make sure to cut it before it germinates” Another whip. “Make sure you ask for forgiveness, for you have sinned,” he said. He put on his robe and left the room. It was the routine. I would ask for forgiveness after each beating and was made to wait till he returned. “Forgive me, lord, for I have sinned” the usual mantra I was made to recite over and over again.

I head home immediately and just as planned the entire family begins to make arrangements to get our thing set and clearing of the entire building which has housed us for the past few years of our stay in this town. My vital lesson has been learned and my plans for the future have been set. This shit will never be my downfall of me and I'm going to ensure that when I get to whatever town we are heading to, I'm going to make sure things work out perfectly well in a very good way that once I am done, I am going to come back and show all these bitches just how good I am and that that single sin of mine is not strong enough to make me be the pathetic low-life they think I am. EPILOGUE

I’m unable to hold in a growl John raises an eyebrow, “Alpha Sin is asleep and not up for visitors, as for Jessie, she hasn’t been here” “I don’t give a shit” and I shove past him, Liam following behind with a grimace. I wasn’t even sure where that assholes room was, but I started banging doors open and flicking on lights, Liam turning them off and shutting them behind me. Finally reaching the end of a hallway, I kick open the double doors of the room and see Alpha Sin sit up in bed, he looks fucking terrible. Like he was hit by a car, scrapes on his arms and shoulders, blood coating his hands, his hair completely sticking up in odd directions and a look of defeat on his face, like he gave z

Kissing between my thighs. “Ready to Sin?”

I rubbed harder, my breathing sharp and ragged. This was the first time I'd ever touched myself. I've always been against masturbating, always felt disgusted when I hear of it. I usually ask why people would want to do sinful things with their body. And now, the reverse is the case. I preached against these acts to Dave when he brought p**n videos for me to watch. Look at me now shamelessly doing everything I forbade myself to do and the worst part is that it felt so damn good. I hope I won't get addicted and even if I do.. I just hope I can save myself before it's too late. My legs twitched and jerked as something ripped through me. It gushed out of my pussy, soaking my fingers. The air in

44. Sinful I don’t know when I slept but I woke up by 3:00am; I was exhausted and hungry, I felt weak to my bones like I was about to faint. I struggled to push myself out of bed and when I did, I saw a tray of covered dishes on the bedside table, and a note that read: Just rest A