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This time louder then before. It was a howl. It sent shivers down her spine. She quickly spun on her heel only to come face to face with a man. Before she could scream, he spun her around and put his hand over her mouth. His hand was cold, his nails, ungodly long and black. Her eyes wide with terror she tried desperately to squirm out of his grip but it was impossible. He was so strong. His other hand grabbed the hem of her nightgown, bunching it up till it was well above her waist. He laughed demonically in her ear and ran one long nail over the crotch of her damp panties before she passed out with fear. When she awoke he was on the bed, above her. His eyes were completely black, no pupils, no whites. They were soulless, deep abysses from which she could not look away. Oddly enough, she felt very aroused even though she was frightened to death. 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After all, she was in the presence of the lord and she, a mere woman, was in need of guidance. She could never fully confess all her sins to him, for the ones of the flesh were mortifying. She tried to control these thoughts and what would happen afterwards but mostly failed. Masturbating was dirty and she was sure everyone knew this, even though she knew everyone did it without nary a concern. Actually, they even enjoyed it. She did too, much to her chagrin. It was this filthy habit of hers that would changed her mundane, boring life. Sunday night, Eve went to bed but could not sleep. She tossed and turned reliving the mass she attended earlier that day. The sermon touched on the sins of the flesh. Why, oh why did the Padre do this to her. She tried so hard to live up to his standards. How was it that he was better then she? How was it he could control his pious self. His admonishments rang softly in her head till well after midnight and she could take no more. The poor woman could not know the sexual fantasies the hypocritical priest had for her, though. He hid the couldn t speak or move. It was like she was paralyzed. Her legs did open on their own, though and the breeze from the open window chilled her flesh and tightened her nipples. His cold hands clenched her inner thighs and his long, sharp nails dug into her flesh. She struggled to be able to break his gaze and turn her head so that her cheek laid against the pillow. His hands immediately went for her long delicate throat and he squeezed hard, his nails biting into her smooth skin. Her head spun back around and she suddenly could move. Her frantic fingers clawed at his hands trying to get him to release her but it appeared she had bigger things to worry about. She felt the head of what could only be this monsters cock at the apex between her thighs and it was hot!! Uncomfortably so!! And it was huge and hard. She couldn t believe her reaction. Her thighs trembled and she flooded warmly between her legs readying herself for him. The head of his cock slid up and down her moist slit and her nipples stiffened causing him to bit them hard while he laughed. He taunted her for being so afraid when he knew she wanted it more then anything else in the world. His precum burned on her tender pink lips and she squirmed and yelped in pain. He choked her harder to still her and muffle the sounds escaping from her already constricted throat. She flooded again in excitement and fear. She was so wet and inviting. He told her it was his cunt and made her call it that for his amusement. She felt so dirty calling it a cunt and he made her say it over and over, louder and louder. It pushed him over the edge. He made her say such vile filthy things while he drove himself home inside her. Obscenities and blasphemy s that mortified and aroused her. His long pointy tongue ploughed deeply into her mouth further choking her as his burning hot cock plundered her warmth. It felt like he was splitting her in two, as his primal grunts invaded her ears and he buried himself to the hilt. It was so painful and she could not take it but she did not care. For as soon as he bared his glistening fangs and he head darted for her bruised throat she could not think of anything but pleasure& ..When he his burning hot cum flooded her cunt and he suckled the last few drops of blood from her neck, she passed out with a soft whimper. When she awoke, befuddled and aching, she got up and showered. Her bruised breasts and throat tingled. The puncture marks felt bumpy and sore under her finger tips. As she washed her cunt she almost cried out because it was so tender and swollen. Despite all of that she felt amazing, alive! After she got out she calmly dressed into the outfit he had laid out on the bed, while he watched intently from his relaxed position on the mattress. Black, shiny, patent leather thigh high bedroom boots with 6 inch heels. A vintage, slick looking, pvc corset with matching thongs. Red lipstick and dark eye shadow and a black latex collar for her throat, presumably to hid the bite marks, she thought. She felt so powerful and so sexy. She could *see* things now that she could never *see* before. She walked to the bed and bent over to kiss him and he bit her bottom lip, hard. She tingled in her panties. He drew blood and licked it away, hungrily. She ran her tongue over her bottom lip seductively and he told her to go into town and have some fun. His grin was mischievous and his black eyes were glazed over and hard. He was looking forward to the destruction this one would cause. 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