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“What type of sinful thoughts?” He tilts his head to the side. “Have you been desiring your neighbour’s wealth?”
“No, Father.” The veil seems heavy despite the thin material. “Sinful thoughts… of the flesh.”
“I see. And… only thoughts, Sister Caitlin?” I shake my head and grip the short skirt. “Use your words, Sister.”
“I’ve… I’ve touched my skin, Father.”
I glance up at Aidan. His chest is moving rapidly, and his eyes are dark behind the stern frames.
“Where? Show me,” he rasps.
Another shiver goes down my spine and I know there’s no turning back. My fingers are embarrassingly eager when I lift the hem of my short black skirt. Cool air licks up my legs. I point to the shaved mound.
“H-here, Father.”
“And… how did you do it? I need to know, I need to know the extent of your sins.”
His tone is so dark, strumming my core. Holding the skirt up with one hand, I touch my seam with the other. My body jerks, so sensitive already.
“I touched here, Father,” I stutter and circle the bud.
“Just on the outside, Sister?”
“No…” I gingerly step my legs further apart and glide my finger further between my lips. “I touched inside here too – ah!” I push the digit into my wet hole. I’m so turned on by this sinful roleplay, my legs almost give out.
Aidan runs his palm over the bulging outline in his black trousers. “I can’t see properly. Lie down on the edge of the bed.”
My jelly legs are more than happy to comply. I sit on the edge of the bed and lay down on my back, careful not to stretch the veil. Strong hands grip me just below my knees and move up, spreading my legs as he places my shoe covered feet on the bed.
“Can you see what I do now, Father?” I ask and eagerly go back to demonstrating how I touch my pussy by circling my clit and gliding one finger into me –the way Aidan has taught me.
“Yes, I can,” he says, towering over me. “This is grave indeed. How far in do you go? Do you touch your holy hymen?”
“I-I don’t know.”
“Let me do it with you.”
“Father Byrne!” I gasp and release a stuttered breath as Aidan’s thick finger joins my slender one, slowly pumping in and out.
“Sister Caitlin, this is very bad. The devil is possessing your body. I need to punish you for this, spank the devil out of you, and then cleanse you with our Lord’s holy white water.”
“Y-yes, Father.” I would agree to anything right now as I press harder down on my clit and clamp around both our fingers. Aidan pulls out and slaps my hands away. “What?”
He straightens. I’ve never seen the Chippendales or anything like that, but I’m sure it’s not as hot as watching Aidan strip outof his black shirt, leaving his white collar on. Sally would say he’sripped. How did I get so lucky? That torso is sinful in its muscular perfection, all the way down to the obliques, guiding my eyes to his tight black trousers hanging low from his hips and his hands undoing his belt.
He pulls it out of the loops. My pulse jumps. He’s not going to punish me with…that… is he?
Aidan has spanked me a few times, but only with his hand. He’s admitted that he’s never done it with any other woman – that Rosemarie would have hadhimoverherlap before he’d got the second slap in. It’s the best stress release, though, for both of us.
But he’s never used a belt…
“Turn around, bend over the bed, Sister.”
“Father?” I ask, my voice meek.
He snaps the belt and I flinch.
“Don’t disobey me, Sister Caitlin.”
