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Father, Please. TASTE ME 7
My eyes widen comically as I digest what I just heard and the implication of it, I don’t try to look around us, so as to not raise any suspicion. “He is here?” I ask in a hushed whisper.She smiles broadly as Chris and Tim reach us, “You would very much like that wouldn’t you?” she asked me through gritted teeth. A quick flash of his fingers tapping lightly on my clit as punishment, makes me shiver and clench my thighs together, I would very much like it actually. “Danny, you are here too? How…?” Chris asks with eyes in my direction, I shake my head effectively stopping his question in its track. “Hi Tim, it’s a nice place you guys have running.” The lie slips out as effortlessly as my flirty smile slips on. Tim is a mess, he doesn’t know how to hide the two colored spots on his cheek, until Chris clears his throat nosily. “It is basically Chris; I still have a lot to learn from him.”“Shall we get a look at the cars?” Chris asks with a tight smile, practically leadi
Father, Please. TASTE ME 8
“What does that mean?” he asks.I let out a laugh. “It means, you knew what you were doing before you came seeking me out and whatever happens after is consequences of your actions, because you wanted it to happen.” “Like what?”“I was actually thinking I would be sprawled across your thighs, your palm pressed flat against my bare bum as you spanked me continuously for going out with Chris.” I quickly glance at him to see he is gritting his teeth so tight, he probably broke a molar,“You didn’t go out with Chris, you went to get a car, and why would I do that?”“You are familiar with punishing a sub and all of the rest that follows right?”“Punishing a sub?”I quirk a brow, keeping my eyes on the road, it was a small town with majority of its occupants at the picnic, but I was still getting used to this car, it resembled the other one, but the other one sure dusts this one in many aspects. “You know a little about what a sub is right? It would eat from the time I would
Father, Please. TASTE ME 9
“What?” he rudely answers the phone.I quirk a brow and look at the screen of my phone, he had no reason to bark into my ears. “Father Aryan, is that a way to talk to someone with special prayer needs?”He murmurs underneath his breathe, I hear shuffling in the background, like he was leaving his present environment. “I thought I asked you never to call me anymore?”“Unless it is an order from my Dom, I don’t see any reason to listen to you.”“I just saw you few hours ago, what stunt do you want to pull this time?”Stunts? That I haven’t heard in a while, that is all my parents thought I did, pull stunts. They were right of course, I very much enjoy pulling stunts, if it makes them angry, even better. “Can you come out?”“It is almost nine pm, whatever it is can wait till tomorrow.”“It can’t. seriously, it can’t.”He heaves a huge sigh, like one struggling with the weight of the world on his shoulders. He has very beautiful shoulders too, my legs would look perfect slu
Father, Please. TASTE ME 10
Father Aryan was disgustingly good at pretending he didn't drop bombshells, this wasn't the first time and I assume it was going to be the last. But that was okay actually, I enjoy peeling back his layers, one by one, and besides, we had lots of time to get into it. “And you won’t get traced after coming here?” He asked as I pull the vehicle to a stop. “Yeah, I found it on the dark web, people who have a lot of things to buy and don't want trails came up with this.” I gesture to the arcade house. “Lots of young adults and teenagers or basically anybody can hang out here and it won’t raise any suspicion.” He surmised. “Exactly, now, let’s go have fun.” I say as I walk to the entrance of the arcade, this was on purpose, he was behind me now, having a full view of my legs as my skirt stopped below my bum, if I happen to lean forward, he would see my lacy, white thong. As I suspected, he doesn't walk in front of me, he stays where he is, I smile to myself, I’m guessing he l
Father, Please. TASTE ME 11
Father Aryan spun around last minute, it was disappointing, but maybe I kind of expected it, or maybe I wanted it, for he will lay awake at night wondering what he would have seen, it will cause him to imagine a lot of things, and that is okay with me, for every nasty thought he will have, the sex will be better. “You can turn around now.” I say after making sure the dress was exactly how it was supposed to be. He whirls around, slowly, his eyes were anything but slow, they take me in all at once, I enjoy as his eyes linger on the plunging keyhole cut out, my boobs pressed together came bursting through the tight fabric of the dress. My body tingled wherever his eyes stopped, making it harder to have self control, I loved the look of raw lust in his eyes as he kept sweeping the entirety of my body with his eyes. His tongue darts out of his mouth and runs over his lower lip, the sight of his tongue gives me vivid images of his tongue sticking deep inside my mouth. I let out a
Father, Please. TASTE ME 12
“What the actual fuck??!” Words cannot explain the rage that I was feeling, my chest tightened as more cuss words tumble out of me. “I have a cassock in there, I just need it and I will be out of your hair.”I continue to seethe in wordless anger, I assume he was feeling as disappointed as I was feeling, considering we both wanted this, and I drove as fast as possible, breaking every law against over speeding as I rushed to get us to my apartment. Only to get here, his phone starts ringing, and it was his boss calling, because there was some lady about to birth a child and apparently needs the help of the priests. He spun a tale about taking a stroll, and now he needs be there in his cassock. Stretching over, I grab for his crotch and note that his boner had disappeared. I scoff, I clearly was the only one who wanted this. “I can get it back up in a minute, but you still have to go anyway. Why do you have to? It isn’t like you are a medic.” Now I was whining, but who cares? Ton
Father, Please. FUCK ME
With a shit eating grin, I walk past him without looking at him. We brush past each other and I don’t turn around. I know what you are thinking, that was unnecessary since he was walking to me, but what is the rush? I needed him infuriated. What better way to do it than to ignore him? I could almost feel the consequences of my actions, my palm moistened in anticipation. Oh, what fun it was going to be! “Are you Okay?” Chris asked when I circled back to him.I can’t hide nor suppress the grin on my face when I nod, I was fine. Suspicion cloud his eyes as he watched me, but soon shakes it off. “Danny said it was a bake off today.” He nods towards the baking materials that were already spread out. “Can you bake?” I ask him, i didn't want to win, but losing so early in the competition would not only foil my plans, but be humiliating. “I know a thing or two.” He assures me. I hope his thing or two would carry us.“Lets just do the easiest things we can think of.” We agree
Father, Please. FUCK ME 2
I can’t remember the last time I had this kind of physical response to someone. Maybe never. There must be magnets under our skin, drawing us closer together. Until Chris saddles up next to me, Aryan breaks the eye contact and walks away from me, the spell between us is broken. My shoulders visibly sag, I am enjoying this push and pull between us a little too much. “Is there uh.. is there something I should know?” Chris asked, watching the retreating back of the priest. I grind my teeth to stop myself from snapping, he had just paused something good. “Like What?” He watches me, eyes moving all over my face, assessing whatever it is he was assessing. “Never mind.”Good decision. I think as I stroll back to his car. “They announced tomorrow's activity would be quizzes. I assume we would get quizzes on our best friends, we only managed to scale through today's activity.” He says testily from beside me. I nodded, that was true, if Mabel didn’t leave the race before it
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