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Page 35 of Sin & Fall

I make a small squeaking sound as I suck on the dildo and lift my hips so I can slide my underwear off, leaving my soaked pussy on display for both men.

“Touch yourself. Tease that little clit for me. Show me how good you are for your new deity.”

My hand shakes as I slide my fingers along my soaked pussy, toward my clit. It’s too sensitive, but the pain adds to my rapture.

For a brief second, my eyes stray from Zack to the other man in the room. His eyes on me feel dirty. But surprisingly there’s no shame. I’m drawn back to Zack as hethrusts the dildo harshly into my throat, setting off my gag reflex.

He observes me curiously. “You like being watched? You must do because you’re dripping all over this stranger’s sheets.” To anyone else he would sound degrading, but I can hear the pride in his voice.

He pulls the dildo out and slaps it against my cheeks.

“Answer me.”

“Yes,” I pant. “I like that he can look but can’t touch.”

With a feral look in his eyes, Zack yanks my panties clean off. Then he grabs my head. My hair pulls tight beneath the habit. All I can see is Zack smirking down at me as suddenly the dildo is rammed deep into my pussy.

Sparks flash in my vision. Pain flares deep in my stomach. I clench and ride it out as he fucks me with the toy.

“No one else will ever touch you. You’re going to come for me and only me,” Zack snarls.

I’m too overwhelmed with pleasure to speak.

“You sealed your fate when you let me baptize you in blood, and again when you took my come down your throat like it was holy communion. Now you’re mine to command. I am the only God you’ll worship from now on. Even after I’m gone, I’ll be so deep in your bones that every time you kneel to pray all you’ll be able to think of is me.”

My body’s about to explode. Every nerve ending is a live wire ready to shock me to the other side of the veil. Each word a hot lash against my skin, marking me as his. But I don’t come. I can’t. Because I know he’s right. I can only come for him.

There are some things in life you don’t question. The answers are either impossible to find, or if you do manage to find them, they won’t be what you want to hear.

Zack is one of thosequestions.

He has me twisted around his little finger, and I’m clinging on tight.

For years I’ve been looking for a reason to my existence. I spent so long looking up, searching the skies, when the answer was right here on earth waiting for me to find him.

Sweat trickles down my back, and my vision goes white. I’m so close yet so far away from the edge.

“Please,” I sob, my fingers and toes curling into the sheets. “Please!”

I hear a low growl that has my legs trembling.

“Come for your new God.”

I scream as my whole body shakes like the Holy Spirit has entered me. But there’s nothing holy about this. All that’s inside me is a twelve-inch dildo wielded by a killer’s expert hand.

Liquid gushes out of my pussy, and my ears ring from the pleasure erupting inside me.

I’ve never come this hard in my life. And I don’t want it to ever stop. Usually, I hate myself when my body betrays me, but with Zack it feels right. As much as he controls my every move, I can’t help but feel like I’m the one pulling his strings. I’m still alive after all. That has to mean something.

The dildo is ripped out of me, and I collapse back onto the bed.

I reach out for Zack, for him to finally offer me some comfort after he’s ruined me, but I can’t find him.

As I slowly come back to my senses, I call his name. “Zack?”

I’m answered by a loud cry of pain.

Chapter 13