Page 48 of Forgive Me Father For I Have Sinned…7 Times

Instead, Wrath disappeared again and when he returned what felt like forever later, there was a familiar faint buzzing sound.

“What’s that?” I asked in a low voice, turning my head to glance over my shoulder where the sound came from even though the blindfold was still in place.

“The next best thing you’re going to get to my cock right now, love,” Wrath chuckled, and the buzzing sound intensified. The buzzing became more intense, but my yelp was louder when I felt something cold press into my pussy, barely breaching the entrance before it dipped lower and pressed into my second hole.

“Wrath!” I gasped loudly and surged forward. My arms gave out from underneath me, and the side of my face rested on the ground with my hips still raised in the air, allowing Wrath to fuck my ass with the vibrator while he watched my clenching pussy weep for something to fill it. It was desperate for something big, fat, and girthy but Wrath cruelly paid it no attention.

“How does that feel?”

“Amazing,” I panted against the ground. “But I need your cock, Wrath. My pussy needs it. Please give it to me.”

“Be patient, love,” he chuckled and pressed the vibrator deeper inside my ass.

“I’m so close,” I whimpered.

I reached down to my clit, needing to touch it to get myself off, but Wrath slapped my hand away with a warning growl. My eyes rolled to the back of my head when he slipped a finger inside me and curled it.

“Don’t come,” he grunted, the palm of his hand slapping my pussy as he thrust his finger inside me. “If you come now, I’m going to punish you.”

Holding back my orgasm felt like punishment enough, but like a good little girl, I clenched tightly around his finger and begged myself not to come.

This continued for a while as Wrath fucked my pussy with his finger and my ass with the vibrator. When it felt like I couldn’t hold myself back any longer, that I was going to come despite him instructing me not to, the blindfold disappeared. As did his finger, but the vibrator remained to torture me.

The first thing I saw was Wrath’s hard cock, less than an inch from my face.

“You were so eager to suck my cock earlier, love, but I didn’t let you. Go on now. It’ll all yours,” he grunted and dropped his hand to my hair, fisting it and pulling my head closer until the thick mushroom head slapped against my lips, smearing his salty pre-come all over me.

That was the push I needed to open my mouth and greedily suck his big cock. My pussy clenched for something to fill it, but I dared not touch myself. I needed to come so badly, but if I touched myself now, Wrath would never let me come, and I didn’t think I would survive that.

Could someone die from being denied an orgasm? Because it sure felt like that was going to happen to me.

“You suck my cock so well, Miriam,” Wrath growled loudly and spread his legs, bending them slightly at the knee so he could take control and thrust his cock further down my throat.

Wrath took complete control by keeping my head in place with my fisted hair, and his balls slapped against my chin with each thrust. The wet, gagging sounds of my throat as he fucked it turned me on even more, and I was dripping all over his floor, but neither of us cared.

He pulled his cock out of my mouth, giving me breath back. I gasped for air and greedily licked up the string of saliva that still connected my mouth to his cock.

“You want my come, love?” He swiped his thumb over my bottom lip before slipping it into my mouth. I sucked and licked it eagerly which seemed to please him.

“Yes.”

“Then you know what you have to do.”

“Please, Wrath,” I begged without a second thought, leaning forward to suck the tip back into my mouth. “Please come down my throat. I need it. I need to taste you.”

Something dark flashed in his eyes, and Wrath drilled his cock back down my throat. He pinched my nose and clasped a hand around my neck, forcing me to take him deep down my throat and keep him there. He pulled out to give me a few seconds to breathe, but I leaned forward and took him deeper until his cock started jerking down my throat. I knew he wasn’t far from coming undone in my mouth, and I reached under his shaft to cup his balls. I squeezed and rolled them in my hands, sucking harder until finally, Wrath’s hips pulsed forward, forcing me to take him deeper until finally, with one last hard thrust, he filled my mouth with his hot come.

Wrath groaned throatily and bucked his hips a few more times, emptying his come inside me before he pulled out with a loud pop.

He cupped my chin, pinching it open and tilted my head back to spy the mouthful of come. A slow grin spread over his face before he closed my mouth for me. I held his eyes as I swallowed, and when I opened my mouth again to show him, a long, quiet groan sounded from him.

“You did so well, love,” Wrath murmured, panting slightly as he gripped his hands around the tops of my arms and pulled me up to my feet.

My knees ached when he lifted me from the ground and carried me over to the bed, but I could do nothing but cling to him and pepper kisses all over his neck and shoulders. Hungry for more of him. Borderline desperate.

It appeared Wrath was hungry as well as he unceremoniously dropped me on my back on the bed and grabbed my thighs. He dragged me to the edge of the bed before I had time to gather my bearings, and I watched as he lowered his face to my wet pussy and dragged his tongue up my wet slit.

“Good girls get rewarded.” Another lick. “Have you been a good girl, love?”

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