Page 93 of Forgive Me, Father

I picked up my pinkie piercer, slipping it on with quiet precision.It was razor-sharp, its edge biting into her skin, forming a thin red line over her breast.

More grunting as her body shot straight.I licked her blood.

I was a sadistic fuck.And the notion that she was in pain made me revel in whatever put this darkness inside of me.

I drew another line.She cried but didn’t give me the pleasure of screaming out loud.

“Louder,” I ordered her, making another line just below her hip.

“Fuck, it burns.”

“Yes, it burns.”I licked her blood from that too.Her pussy started to look extremely delicious.

“Don’t come,” I warned just before I licked her again.She grunted deeply as her legs started to tremble.

“Alfonso, stop,” she begged.I froze and lifted my tongue from her clit.

“You want me to stop?”

“I want you to stop fucking licking me.I’m close, so fucking close, and it’s worse than the fucking cuts.”

My lips curved into a smile.“You can’t ask me to stop.Not with that.”

“Fuck!”she screamed as she lowered her head.She was made for me, the perfect bride.

I rubbed her stomach and licked her clit again.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” she growled.

“Don’t come,” I warned her.

“Just fuck me, please.”The restraint was in her lips.I loved her begging.She cried harder as her legs trembled.

I absolutely loved her restraint and my dick begged for contact, for a release.I pulled away from her pussy, unzipping my pants and pulling out my enlarged cock.I was so fucking hard.I climbed onto the slab, hovering over her as she grunted.I knew she was trying her best not to come but it was also clear that she was losing this battle.It must be painful.

My tongue licked her nipple, which was tightly secured in the clamp.

She breathed heavier through her nose, her voice trembling with need.

"Alfonso, please," she pleaded, that sweet tone of hers sending a surge through me.

The pad of my thumb pressed against her clit before I guided myself inside of her.

We both grunted as I pumped harder into her.

“Fuck yes,” she growled.“Faster.”

“Faster, what?”

“Fuck.Me.Faster.”

I chuckled.“Beg me.”

More growls came and she started to fuck me with her hips.I loved every bit of it.But I couldn’t allow her defiance.

“Stop or I’m going to pull out.”

“No, I want to come.Let me come.”The little fucking brat.

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