Confessions of a Sinner

[Sweetp4u]

I have no name, merely a half vieled face. I do not wish to tell anyone who I am, but merely confess to my sins and beg forgiveness for all I have done, seen and long for. I am not even Catholic, I have no religion, but I felt this might either make me or break me.. And then there is the thought of making a man of the cloth sit through my confessions, listening to every word uttered breathlessly from my lips.. What will his reaction be? Will we ignite the church into a damned ball of flame forever condemned into Hell? We will see..... Oh yes.. We will most definately see..

1789~

traveling alone in this forgein land, I spotted a small parish church. That would work nicely for what I needed to do here. I was moving, on my way to meet my future husband. See I am windowed and had been for a year now. Never touched by my aging husband, though no one knew that.. It left avenues open to me that had never been available to me before..
I felt bad, I felt dirty, I felt wet! Before exiting the coach, I did the most sinful thing I could think of at this moment.. I removed my undergarments that hindered or covered my sex. I was ready.
The black lace veil covered my face as I made my way inside. I had been told what to say, how to say it and given free rein from there.
I entered the darkened interior, glancing around as my heart hammered hard in my breast. Tomorrow I would be a Duchess again, today I would be a sinner asking forgiveness for my sins. I moved to the confession booth and sat down, hearing a thump inside the room beside me I spoke up.
"Forgive me Father for I have sinned.. This is my first confession.... (ever)... in a long time.." I fell silent awaiting his responce.


Cg- The man listening to the confessions.

 

[cgraven]

The Rouge

The rouge had fled, a petty thief, of trinkets and some times a maiden’s heart.

The town’s constables where hot on his trail now pursuing him like the hounds of hell and over what a minor misunderstanding with the High sheriff over the questionable virtue of his daughter and her wandering eye.

Sanctuary is what he did and what he sought as he stole into the isolated stone chapel at the edge of the village, slipping into the Confessional a moment’s peace was all he sought. Then the soft whispers of skirts the intoxicating fragrance of a woman , timidly he pushes back the grill. Her outline masked by the silk yet so seductive.

"Forgive me Father for I have sinned.. This is my first confession.... (ever)... in a long time.."

“My voice a bare whisper. Be at peace my child tell me what troubles you so?”

I lean forward and hold my breath waiting for her response.

 

[Sweetp4u]

Mysterious

I sighed heavily, my body trembling slightly as I fought hard to figure a place to begin all this tale? Oh so many sins, so many things, where do I start?
Perhaps the first time?

I have sinned against my deceased husband, I have had numerous lovers.... I...

I fell silent a moment thinking, I should start at the beginning...

My wedding night, I had married for position as my father dictated to me, to an old man. Older than my own father, I couldn't believe how upset I was, and when i went to his room that night to consumate the marriage, he did nothing more than sleep beside me..

I found myself awakening to desires as I watched the guests of our home fondle and toy with the help.. I stood in an alcove one night and watched a randy Duke plowing my personal maid from behind. His cock was thick and long, her moans of pleasure made my own virginal body nearly crumble to the floor as I gazed upon them in the moon light.... His hand tugged her hair, arching her back just so as his hand slapped onto her upturned buttock and he gripped her tightly. I watched, as sinful as that is, i watched him and her face. her cries of pleasure were something I had never seen, heard nor felt before.. I had to have more..

I paused, my pulse racing wildly in my veins as I recalled that night clearly.

And it doesn't end there Father..

 

[cgraven]

Intrigued my the sweet sexual voice I continue thro use.

Did you Touch your self my dear to bring forbidden pleasure to your aroused nubile body …Go On tell me all If you truly seek forgiveness.

My lips are parched as I listen to her every word.

 

[Sweetp4u]

Mysterious

"Oh yes Father.. I have indeed many times committed that sinful act.." I would have blushed if I had felt badly for it as well, but alas no blush came to my features.
I breathed heavily as I scooted closer to the dividing window. Leaning down closer I began to whisper once again,

"That night stuck in my mind, and the next evening I cornered the Duke who was visiting, demanding answers. Telling him I would not tollerate that behavior in my home. He only laughed at me, in a sinfully delightful way.. He went on to tell me as he backed me into a corner that if I knew the pleasures of the body.. I would not be so frightened or insulted.. I remember oooh so clearly how his hand felt when he caressed my cheek, his breath brushing my lips as he lowered down ever so slightly to whisper to me he would ease all those wanton desires if I but let him..."

 

[cgraven]

The Rouge

I lean still closer to the screen or cheeks touch, her berth now hot and moist on my cheek my heart beats faster. My voice a husky whisper now.

“Tell me all my child leave nothing out”.

 

[Sweetp4u]

Mysterious

I licked my lips, my breathing a little light and shallow as I recalled clearly.
"I tried to tell him I did not want it.. he called me a liar. I said I was happily married.. again he called me a liar.... And I was lying, I was miserable laying in an empty bed each night.. And until I witnessed what they did, the duke and the servant, the night before.. I had never touched myself until then..
But he wasn't listening to me, he pressed further against me, whispering in my ear he would come to me tonight, he would show me what I longed to know. I fought him off and told him to rot in hell. I was scared, insulted and he was absolutely right! I wanted it, i wanted to feel another body brushing my own. Feel the contours of a man's frame over mine, feel what it was like to be kissed so deeply it would rob me of my reason and my morals." I shifted a little in my chair, uncrossing and recrossing my legs as my heart accellerated and my nether lips became moist.
"He did come to my room Father.. I let him by leaving the door unlocked, I encouraged him by sleeping in nothing. I was frightened and I was turned on.." I felt the heat rise to my face as I glanced down at the floor of the confessional, my palms sweaty some what as the pleasure tingled to life.

 

[cgraven]

The Rouge

My lips moved a breath away from this sultry creatures ear

Go on my child….. No wait”

The shifting of her delicate form peeked my interest…. How far dare I go with this mockery?

If it eases your distress my child you may touch yourself as you confess all may be forgiven yet.”

 

[Sweetp4u]

Mysterious

I gasped slightly, the sinfulness twisting inside my mind as he suggested the unthinkable! And yet, it was oh so wickedly naughty.
"Yes Father.. I will think on it.." I mumbled, my eyes downturned to the floor, undaring enough just yet to look up and meet his face through the grate.
"Go on.." His words caressed my ear and I felt my stomach tighten with lust for this holy man. Oh god! I was certain to rot in Hell for all of this, but his voice was so seductive!
I cleared my throat and attempted to go on, my hands fisted in the yards of material of my dress, trying to keep from reaching inside..
"He came to me.. He walked inside my room, shut and locked the door behind him. He wore nothing Father! He strolled through my home where anyone could witness bare as the day he was born! And when my eyes met his, I melted into the bedding. His look so frightening and so promising at the same time.."
I trembled with the memory, my eyes closing, lashes resting softly against slightly rosey cheeks. It was getting hot inside this booth..
"He came to the bed in a few bold steps, his eyes never leaving my own. I was caught and felt the room heat to a near unbearable temperature. He yanked the blankets off of my nude form, throwing them to the floor as his gaze raked my body. He smiled, but no ordinary smile Father.. One I was certain only the devil himself posessed! I remember how his eyes darkened, his hand stroking up and down my calf as he looked back to my face.
"You were made for mating my dear.." That is what he said to me Father. And when I did not say anything he said again, "Correction, you were made for pleasuring a man, for fucking and for so much more." His voice was so seductive, so wicked with his words, I gasped and felt the wetness between my thighs. I tried to touch myself Father but his hands pushed mine away and said no!..." I panted heavily, my eyes still closed, I could feel my nipples harden in my bodice.
"He was sinful and I loved it.. every single moment of it.. He came to the bed, leaned down by bending his elbows, took hold of my thighs and tossed me around onto all fours. and then.... and then he pushed his face into my sex from behind. His tongue dancing in places I was sure was never ever appropriate!" I halted there, reaching out with a trembling hand and took the glass of water, drinking deeply.

 

[cgraven]

Those man of the world that I was I knew I was dammed For I knew now I must here it all My own breathing quickening.

“Sweet child you mean that he had you on all fours your tender virginal breasts covered only by your bodice, your shift around your sweet sensually innocent his as his tongue slowly seductively licked at your virgin sex from your puckered dark rose to your feverous clitoris…… Do continue my sweet child.

my voice a hypnotic whisper as I encouraged this sensual penitent to tell all.

 

[Sweetp4u]

Mysterious

"Mmmmmmmm Yes.. He did Father." I moaned softly, careful to keep quiet as the images floated around in my head.
"He lapped at me, wiggles and thrust his serpent like tongue into every crack and crevice he could locate. I was shameful, I was loud and I was eagerly shoving myself into his face. His hands cupped and kneaded my breasts and then he tormented me by tugging on the nipples, twisting to a near painful state before letting go.. He instructed me to call him "Master." And I did Father.." My hands clenched into my gown, my breathing labored as I thought about all of it.
"He took my ankles and flipped me over, bathing my body from toe to head in his sensual kisses. His tongue did devilishly naughty things to my toes, swirling around them, suckling them. He kissed and suckled my feet until i was near gasping for air Father.. He moved up my legs so slowly, one at a time. I am afraid I cried out long and loud the whole time, aching and so wet, I longed to touch myself and yet he would not let me! He mouth once more covered my sex as he nibbled and suckled, shoving his tongue in and out of me. I am afraid I lost it and my body exploded around his mouth. I did not feel shame, I begged him to take me, to end my suffering as a virgin! A man not my husband, and who had no right to touch me nor I him.. I was drawn into this man.. His dark looks, his wicked mind and his sinful body. I was weak and I loved it!" I paused, gasping for air as my hands lifted my dress a little further, my breasts threatening to spill out of my bodice at the rate I was breathing.
"He took me that night, he took my virginity and he made me love it!" I paused again, wiping the silk hankerchief over my brow as I thought and smiled slightly.
"It turned me on Father.." My voice purred in pleasure remembering. "And it did not stop there."

 

[cgraven]

Lord save me this little sex kitten was having a rather pronounced effect on me. Then that soft sensual voice purred in pleasure

You where innocent my child not familiar with the ways of men , but we must shed the things of this world, and as a 1st step you must now completely disrobe and continue your confession as you came into this world shed of its trappings.”

Would she do it, could she do it, had I gone too far with this mockery yet the thoughts of this sensual creature disrobing her, now for me was a madding temptation.

 

[Sweetp4u]

Mysterious

I smile a knowing smile, the command in his voice so hard to mistake as I rise from my perch on the wooden seat. My hands easily find the buttons before me and begin to unfasten my gown. Button by button comes open, revealing a lacey white corset and nothing more. I leave the corset for I will need to dress to leave here, and I plan on leaving here alone and undisturbed.
"Yes Father." I sit back now, further away from the window and recline against the wooden wall of the booth. "I was unaware of the needs man posessed and what they would ever ask of me. I did not see him for a month but when the Winter Mask came, he was again there... He caused a stir that night by promptly entering the ballroom, striding up to me and without asking took my hand and led me to the dance floor.. And if that was not enough, he began waltzing me around the room without the consent of the hostess to proceed in that type of dance. It was a scandal and it was the most intense thing any one had ever done before... But it doesn't end there Father." my hand moved down my body, caressing lightly here and there as I thought about it, my fingertips idly stroking my nipple into a tight peak.
"He began to whisper to me, whisper naughty things that he wanted to do to me that night and would do to me! His words made me weak in the knees, they made my spine tingle as his whispered words brushed my ear shell. I felt light headed and weak as he explained to me in precise details what he would do. Oh those were sinful thoughts, and lustfully.. or shamefully I again came in place.. Right there on the dance floor! Without his so much as touching me, I lost myself in euphoria once again.." I paused, noticing my fingers tugged my nipples harder now as I panted for air.
"And that is not all Father.."

 

[cgraven]

I listen in rapture as she told her tail her supple from a clear but shadowed silhouette as her fingers tested her nipples as she spoke her corset trusting her firm breasts up as she slid further down on her bench Oh what delights did the unseen delicate hand enjoy. This was torture for I knew I could not even touch her, see this wanton penitent clearly. My groin ached with lusts as her soft seductive tones cooed,

"And that is not all Father.."

“Pray do tell sweet child.”

 

[Sweetp4u]

Mysterious

I shifted on my seat, my sex throbbing with desires as the night came back on me full force of the night I was relaying.
"H-He took me outside after that dance and deep into the maze located in the center of the garden. He was in a mad rush and pulled me behind him so quickly I had to run to keep up. We did not make it too far into the center before he shoved me against the hedges and tossed up my skirts. He sank to his knees right there Father.. Moving under my skirts, I felt him tear off the offending undergarments, making me swear right then and there to never wear them again! I agreed I would not cover myself, nor keep myself from him again. He again placed my leg over his shoulder and proceeded to lap at my inner folds and the dewey remains of my orgasm. I clung to him Father.. In wanton bliss, not caring my husband was inside or thousands of guests mulling about. I wanted this, I wanted him as shameless as that is.. He made me climax again on his tongue before he rose up and kissed me passionately. I could taste myself on his lips Father, and I wanted more...." I groaned out, panting heavily as my fingers some how found their way down and into my wet pussy, stroking and caressing myself as I groaned out in memory.
"He.... He took me to the garden in the center, forcing me to my knees Father.. He undid his pants and pulled out his hardness, pressing it to my lips. His eyes were dark as i looked up at him, confused but trying to please him. I moaned out his name, "Master.." questioning what it was he wanted since I had no idea.. He told me to suck on it, to take him into my mouth and satisfy him.. And so I did. Lavishly, greedily I took him into my mouth and I sucked on him, I let my tongue dance over his helment, I kept it up until he cried out his release and shot into my mouth.. And I sinfully swallowed every last drop with a wanton groan for me Father!" I halted, hardly able to breath my head spinning so fast in the tiny hot box.

 

[cgraven]

Her story torrid and I watched as her wanton hands played over her lush full body,..... nakedly pleasing herself now as she relived that night.. My own lust grew as my hand sought to easy the growing pain I felt seeing that night threw her eyes wishing I was the Duke..

Yes Child I see yet you are not wholly to blame as your husband did not do his duty for you

I pause.

Unless you let the duke at sometime bind you and make you wantonly beg to use all your charms even that most forbidden dark rose Did you do that my child did you Have no fear you can tell me.”

my breath came in short punctuated gasps as I waited for her to continue her lewd tail

 

[blueeyedangel]

Jane

Entering through the heavy doors of the parish, she made her way towards the confessional. Noticing by the drawn curtain that there is someone inside already she sits in a pew fairly close to wait her turn to confess.

She was a very pious woman, Jane. She didn't have much of a reason to confess, she never did anything wrong nor had she ever had lewed or sinful thoughts. She came once a week, every week, to make sure that she was forgiven nonetheless. Picking up her bible and opening to Matthew she read,

But the things that come out of the mouth come from the heart, and these make a man 'unclean.' For out of the heart come evil thoughts, murder, adultery, sexual immorality, theft, false testimony, slander. These are what make a man 'unclean'; but eating with unwashed hands does not make him 'unclean.' "

Closing her bible with her finger holding the spot she contemplated the passage for a moment. She was glad her and her family were not thought 'unclean'. They were long time members of the church, just the thought of something 'unclean' therefore sinful made her shudder.

She bent her head again to read from The Book when she inadvertently heard whispers coming from the confessional. Trying not to listen, for eavesdropiing was sure to be a sin, she turned her attentions again to her Bible. Then a thump came from the confessional. She wondered what could be going on so she decided to listen for a minute to make sure the Father and parishoner were okay.

"Mmmmmmmm Yes.. He did Father."

Jane was in shock! The tone of the voice was purely seductive, not that Jane would have known much about seduction.

"He lapped at me, wiggles and thrust his serpent like tongue into every crack and crevice he could locate. I was shameful, I was loud and I was eagerly shoving myself into his face. His hands cupped and kneaded my breasts and then he tormented me by tugging on the nipples, twisting to a near painful state before letting go.. He instructed me to call him "Master." And I did Father."

Her eyes widen as she listens to the confession. Imagine! Calling a man 'Master'!

Jane crossed herself and started to pray, willing away the voices she could hear in the confessional but her body not allowing itself to get up and leave.

 

[Sweetp4u]

Mysterious

I gasped, my hands flying as if by some magical force over my budding hard nub, I was soaring with this confession. Wickedly so! I should be damned for my wantoness and behavior, but I just smile seductively and meet the imagined eyes of the Father through the far away portal.
"Yes Father! Oooh yeeeeessssss!" I gasped out, my body aching for the Duke's touch.
"He did bind me that night, into some really pleasurable positions in that garden, using his belt and my own hose! He bound me up, bent over the stone slap, his hand meeting my upturned cheeks over and over again.. he panted so loudly, his own moans matching my own Father.. He rubbed my bottom, he lapped at my back passage wickedly, I wanted it! I wanted more Father.." I voice fell again to whisper, not realizing how loudly I was talking for a moment there. But I did not care, I wanted him to understand I was driven beyond reality by a demonic man I was forever entranced with!
"He positioned himself behind me Father, like a stallion would mount a mare in heat.. His lips and teeth scored my neck, his hands cradled my breasts as he began to hump at my back door, forcing first the head within and then bit by bit he sank further and further into the recesses of my body... Into a place I am certain was never allowed before! I cried out it hurt, then it ached, then I was on fore and willingly fucking him back Father!.." I paused my fingers shoving into my wet hole, wiggling around as I moaned the Dukes first name, quickly stopping the sound.."brrrr..." Before Father would know whom I spoke of..
"Oh Father.. he made me sin and he made me LOVE IT!" I gasped out, bringing my wet fingers to my mouth to suckle on.

 

[cgraven]

The rouge.

I was delighted with her debauchery, her performance for me just the other side of the silk screen. Her breathless moans, her voice ever rising to a crescendo, as she pleasured herself. Then she sucks her dew nectar from each finger.

My eyes now adjusted to the dim light she was now more than just a silhouette, her features clear but as seen trough a haze..

My voice hushed and choked with lust

“Continue my sweet wicked child.”

 

[Sweetp4u]

Mysterious

"Oooh Father... I am so wanton now from his teachings, I find I can not find pleasure without him!" I admitted, my body pulsing for him, and yet no matter how much I played I couldn't achieve the ending results without my Master..
"Time and time again we met, always in various places, always at inopportune times. Always he would drive me insane with his desires, teaching me things I had no notion of, making me crave it... He tied me one night to my bed. Some how he had snuck into my home in the middle of the night announced and bound me. His srtaddled my chest Father, my bare body again uncovered as he had torn away the quilts." I paused, tingles shooting up my spine and my eyes fell closed as pleasure threatened to over pour my body.
"He commanded me to take my hands and push my breasts together, his manhood slipping between the globes he began to move and thrust. HIs hand took my hair and tugged my face up, his voice commanding me to open my lips. I could do nothing more than moan in compliance and give him what he wanted. I parted my lips and each time he thrust and entered my mouth, I let my tongue lash over the tip. I kept my breasts against his thrusting manhood until he told me no more, which never came..." I moaned again, panting harshly, my nostrils flaring slightly as my heart beat painfully.
"He kept going and going, thrusting like made, fucking my breasts and mouth until again he errupted in my mouth. Again I swallowed Father, tasting his forbidden seed and craving more!" even now I was licking my lips and writhing on the wooden seat.
"I am a sinner Father... With so many deeds to confess.. And there is much more.." I paused a moment, hearing his ragged breathing and smiled to myself.
"His flavor was something unique, something I crave even now to taste Father.. I live for pleasing him, I can not think of anything I would rather be doing right now than making him cry out in pleasure.. Am I forever damned Father? The more I tell you, will my sins be forgiven?" I paused, listening to him, his reactions to my tale turning me on as well.

 

[blueeyedangel]

Jane

But the voices in the confessional did not stop. At one point they got louder, causing another parishoner close by to turn their head as well.

"Yes Father! Oooh yeeeeessssss! He did bind me that night, into some really pleasurable positions in that garden, using his belt and my own hose! He bound me up, bent over the stone slap, his hand meeting my upturned cheeks over and over again.. he panted so loudly, his own moans matching my own Father.. He rubbed my bottom, he lapped at my back passage wickedly, I wanted it! I wanted more Father."

Then back to whispering. I strained my ears to catch more. What was I doing? What was a thinking! I was a married woman, my soul belonging to the Lord and the Church. I crossed myself again in the hopes that this was God testing me, making sure I was worthy. I prayed again, hard. "Oh Lord please, know that I am worthy! Please! I know this is a test! I know you want to make sure I will be accepted into the gates of heaven when I die but please stop this test!"

A deep, shuddering sigh and i am done praying, no longer hearing the voices in the confessional. Maybe the prayer was all the was needed. Maybe is was just a test. Maybe I had proven myself worthy of our Lord when I prayed so hard and willed that those voices weren't really the Father and a parishoner in that dark place with the drawn curtains. Maybe......

 

[cgraven]

Her last words rang in my ears.

"His flavor was something unique, something I crave even now to taste Father.. I live for pleasing him, I can not think of anything I would rather be doing right now than making him cry out in pleasure.. Am I forever damned Father? The more I tell you, will my sins be forgiven?"


Over and over again they range as my lust for this unseen patient grew, my fingers racking the thin veil of the silken screen. Then the pause a bit to long, so this coquette wanted to play games did she. Well then games it would be.

“Your are A wicked, wicked child”

I chastise her in a ragged lustful voice. Then in a more subdued tone.

“The temptations of the flesh are great child be thankful that it was just with this man you sinned, that you did not willing perform such acts with others while he watched, or worst yet joined in. ………. Dear Lord you did not whore for his maniacal pleasures did you sweet child?”


My voice tinged with a deep fatherly concern as my hand strayed to me
cod-piece.

 

[Sweetp4u]

Mysterious

I smiled, those words brought back the next time we had met. I had been out riding my mare when he had arrived at my home. His servant had been brushing out his steed when I had arrived.
"Oh Father.. You may think me wanton and without morals.. But I did! I whored myself at his bidding, I let others join in on our trysts, relished in the fact other's watched what we did.. I had arrived at the stables, running into my Master and his man servant.." i paused, my fingers twitching and caressing all over the place. One teasing between both nipples, the other hand delving up and down my wet slit. My breathing increased a little as I smiled in a wicked way.
"He ordered me to stand in the center of the stables. His riding crop in hand, I knew not to disobey. I moved as he instructed, his hands taking mine and binding them to a beam above my head. He whispered into my ear to be a good girl and I would be rewarded, and then he blindfolded me Father.. I could hear but not see, and that is when I really found a new heaven on earth! His hands removed my clothing and soon I felt two pairs of hands on my flesh. I thought for certain it was his man servant fondling me and said nothing.. Oh the things he did to me.." The temperature was at the highest it could get inside that tiny room, sweat beaded and poured, running a path down from my temples and another between my breasts.
"He lifted me up into the air, burying his hardness into my wet sexy, his man servant came behind me and he too buried himself into another hole. One rode in and the other rode out. See sawing back and forth as I was helplessly at their mercies. I exploded time and time again that day Father.. I lost count of how many times I climaxed on his shaft, how many times I pleaded for them to do it harder, deeper! I wanted it and I wanted more. Both men gave me what I wanted, both filled me with their seed.. And then they walked away leaving me standing there, trembling and afraid I had been left alone I had pleaded for my master to come and set me free. I could sense his presence in the room and knew he had yet to leave. He would not leave me thusly, or would he? I felt another touch and heard a softer moan from someone as they knelt to the ground infront of me. I did not know who touched me, but I felt her tongue slip between my inner folds and lap hungrily at the seed within. She feasted on me, bringing me closer and closer to that precipe many a times before she gave into my crying pleas for mercy. Only then did she let me fall over that edge once again..." I moaned again, my walls twitching in pleasure as I slid a second finger inside myself.
"Master let me down, dressed me and carried me to bed. I never seen the servant again or found out what woman the Master had let touch me, but he knew I enjoyed it. He made me repeat it to him time and time again before he left me that night. His silken voice promising to return to me soon and give me a new treat..."

 

[cgraven]

"Oh Father.. You may think me wanton and without morals.. But I did! I whored

Her breathless whisper came to me I could see her sweet, delicate, fingers manipulating her taunt nipples. A maddening desire came over me to see what sinful delights her other hand may be employed in. With great effort as her lewd tale had so aroused me, I slowly straiten and peer into the murk little box where this wanton libertine whispered her sins. There in the shadows barely visible in the dim light , her naked thigh was cocked and her fingers where madly at play. The dark musky scent of her arousal wafting up to caress my nostrils, to further tempt me to continue this sinful sham.


“Oh child such a sinful lecher to so use and corrupt your sweet innocence. Pry………..are these the worst of your sins or is there more……….He never spurned you, or wager you as a bet in sinful gaming at the card table, used you as a bobble once he tired of your charms?

If not for the law and the searching constables, nay say the parishioners that scuffled about just out side my sanctuary I would have broken through the flimsy silk partition to claim her. Yet all I could was listen to her sorted tail and that I did with delight and breathless wonder.

 

[Sweetp4u]

Mysterious

"Worse Father.. Much much worse.." I sighed heavily, a wanton sound and a sigh of upset. I longed for him nightly, prayed he would come to me after so many weeks of him no where in sight and then...
"..... There he was.. I had come from a play downtown and up he rode on his black steed. Stopping he said nothing, merely held out his hand to me. I was helpless to disobey, I looked from my crippled old husband to the figure on the horse and made my choice.. I took his hand and was instantly pulled up before him. Master laughed, a rich baritone sound and I seen the light in my husband's eyes flash....
He took me into Hyde Park, the laterns were lit and the guards were roaming, but it did not stop him. He took a knife from his waist and tore at my gown as his fingers gripped my jaw and turned me for his kiss. I held onto his arm from my high perch, kissing him with all the pent up desires I had inside. His knife went to work, tearing and rending all the fabric from my body. Down to nothing, and when I thought he would take no more, he did. He ripped the jewels from my throat and threw them to the ground. He cut away the gloves adorning my hands and he pulled everything from my hair so it too would be natural. He used his own napkin to wipe away anything false on my face. And when he was done, he seated me before him, bared for any to see, astride him and his horse...
I trembled again, my fingers soaked with juices still kept moving, only slowly this time, saving it for my Master.
"..We rode through the Park, Master fully clothed and me nude before him. He had removed one of his gloves and promptly put it between my mound and the saddle. His fingers massaging me, teasing me and making me ache. He stopped before a lantern on the cobblestone walk way, the light luminating my form and his dark features. He commanded me to turn and face him. Unsure I fought my way around as best I could until his hands took hold of my hips, turned me and planted me again before him.
"Take your legs and wrap them behind me love.." His voice harsh, his need and wants clearly in his voice.. I did as he bid me to Father. I wrapped my legs around him and laid back as best I could. He released himself right there, not undressing, just adding insult by only pulling out his manhood. He lifted me and impaled me hard and with a single thrust. I cried out loudly, he chuckled and demanded I scream louder. And so I did. He urged the horse to walk now, the reins were in my hands and his hands were holding me upright against him. He whispered to me which way to turn the horse in between his decadent words in my ear. He plummeled me over and over again, and I begged for more. My eyes were closed, I did not know where we were but I heard someone gasp and someone yell "She's fainted!" amoung other comments. I did not care, Father.. I kept riding him and he kept thrusting and fucking me. Bare before all who could see, we mated like wild animals. He made me yell out who he was to me, made me scream out Master before he would let me climax that night..."
I paused, my eyes falling closed as a low moan escaped my lips.
"And.. that is not all.. "