Page 37 of Forgive Me Father For I Have Sinned…7 Times

Or should I say, Pastor James?

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LUST

Miriam fell asleep in my arms before I reached my room which was only across the hall from Gluttony’s.

It worked out perfectly as it gave me enough time to set up the fun that I had planned for us both, and when I was done, I sat on the armchair across from the bed and waited patiently for my little Church girl to wake up.

My cock was already hard and leaking pre-come at the tip from watching her when her eyes finally opened. It both felt like forever, and no time at all had passed.

“It’s about time you woke up, sleeping beauty,” I chuckled and admired how beautiful she looked even when she was blinking back sleep and glancing around the room, trying to figure out where she was.

She looked worried at first, but understanding washed over her when her eyes landed on me, and she moved to sit up. She couldn’t, of course, and that seemed to worry her more.

Yes, that’s right.

The little Church girl was tied up, and I couldn’t wait to have my wicked way with her.

It was nothing short of a nightmare to wait for her to wake up, and now that she had, I couldn’t wait a moment longer.

“What’s with the rope?” Miriam asked, blinking at me in a state of confusion. “Why am I tied up?”

“It’s my thing, honey,” I explained with a groan, finally allowing my hand to slip under the waistband of my jogging bottoms to touch my hard cock. It had been nothing short of torture to sit here this whole time, watching her naked body tied up for my pleasure and not being able to do anything about it. “I felt like I was going to come just by tying you up.”

“Really?” Her eyes widened in surprise, and I was glad that there was only a slight hint of fear in them.

I had never tied up a woman before when they were asleep. I had expressed my kinky fantasies to a few I thought could take it, and less than a handful of them had been willing to try. Only one woman was courageous enough to try it with me, but she used her safe word very early on which I respected.

It was a little disappointing that we had never been given a woman that was willing to explore my fantasies with me, but something told me that Miriam would be the first. It was a bold move to tie her up after she had fallen asleep in my arms, but the way that Miriam gazed at me, her eyes dark and needy, her lips parted slightly as she breathed heavily, and the way she kept trying to close her legs even though they were tied to the posts of the bed, just like her wrists, I knew she wanted to try this. With me.

“Yes.” I nodded with a small, hopeful smile. “It’s been so hard to wait for you to wake up.”

Her breathing deepened. “I’m awake now.”

“Yes, you are,” I chuckled darkly and moved to rise from the armchair, my hand still down my pants as I teased the head of my cock. It was sensitive, and I couldn’t wait to sink deep inside her. “Are you scared, Miriam?”

“Of you?” She murmured, her eyes following me as I slowly approached the bed.

I nodded.

“No,” Miriam spoke with the utmost confidence, and I searched her eyes for the sign of a lie but found none.

“I’m a kinky motherfucker, honey,” I warned her, giving her an out if she chose to take it.

Her breath hitched, but she didn’t look away. “Okay.”

“Would you like to try something with me?” Another out.

“What do you want to try?”

I reached into my back pocket and pulled out the black silk ribbon.

“You want to blindfold me?” Miriam asked quietly, her tongue poking out to lick along the seams of her lips. It made my cock twitch with desire within the restraints of my jogging bottoms which had never felt so tight around the crotch before, and I groaned lowly.

“Yes,” I whispered and climbed onto the bed, sitting on my knees beside her tied-up body. “Can I?”

Miriam nodded and bit her lip, as if not trusting her voice. When the blindfold was on, she asked, “And the ropes?”

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