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I scramble to do as he says. The mix of fear and excitement is making me hyper-aware of everything around me. I’m too warm in this long-sleeved top. The white cuffs are shining bright in front of me. I tense as Aidan lifts my skirt over my bum and gently caresses the flesh.
A swishing sound is my only warning before the belt connects with my bum.
“Aah!”
He doesn’t hit me hard, but it still smarts.
“You’re such a naughty girl, Sister Caitlin. Sinful, touching your flesh.”
“I’m so sorry, Father. I’m a bad girl. Ah!”
The belt comes down again. It’s a different pain from his hand – sharper. I curl my toes in the tightshoes and hardly breathe as I wait for the next one. And the next one. And the next one. The world ceases to exist – there’s only the two of us, the sensations in my body, the pain, the pleasure and Aidan’s dirty words.
“Look at you, a daughter of the Lord, yet such a whore. Your lust is running down your legs, begging for sin.”
Swish!
“Ah! Forgive me, Father!”
“I’ll chase the devil out of you.”
Swish!
My legs shake in my high heels and the bedsheet rips in my tight grip as pain radiates from my backside.
“Father Byrne!”
There’s a clunk as the belt drops to the floor and I sob in relief. Aidan breathes heavily behind me and grabs my ass cheeks, kneading them, soothing the pain. He spreads the cheeks and runs his fingers between my swollen, wet lips. I tilt my ass up, chasing his touch.
“It’s time to cleanse you with my holy water.”
I vaguely hear the sound of a zipper, and then I scream out as Aidan enters me in one forceful thrust.
I think I’m begging, I think I’m trembling, but white noise is dulling my senses as he rams my insides, slapping my sore ass with his groin. My arms are stretched out in front of me, long black sleeves and those shiny white cuffs.
Aidan grabs my veil and my hair within it. A halo of pinpricks covers my scalp as he pulls, forcing my back to arch. He pants in my ear, hot breath fanning over my overheated skin.
“Are you ready to receive the salvation for your sins?”
“Y-yes, Father.”
His other hand wraps around my throat, squeezing gently.
“Then come for me, Sister.Come for your Father.”
Everything tightens, my muscles, my insides, my chest, my toes, while Aidan still pumps hard, growling in my ear and preventing my airflow. He eases his grip on my throat, and with the first gasp of air comes my salvation. I scream as a hurricane of white light crashes into every nook and cranny of my body, of my soul. Aidan thrusts one last time. He roars and heat floods my insides before he pulls out and douches my burning bum with hot, holy jets, his loud growl sounding from far away.
I collapse onto the soft bed and whisper, “Thank you, Father.”
30
Aidan
I click the legs of the trestle table into place and double-check they’ve locked properly. The last thing I want is the table collapsing in the middle of the fair. It happened once, when Finbar and I had only started out. Bloody disaster, so it was. We drowned our frustrations in the pub that night, making drunken plans of how we were to take over the world of jewellery. That was back when Finbar was still a friend, before he turned into the arrogant, ignorant prick he is today.
The ignorant prick whose daughter doesn’t only have the sweetest pussy known to man, but is also a talented designer. I hold out the black tablecloth and keep her green gaze captive as we spread it over the table. Her cheeks tint under her pale freckles. I bet her ass still has welts on it. The poor girl has been totally stressed out about today and fell into a deep sleep after our naughty roleplay. I had to wake her to bring her home.
A screechy noise brings my attention to the stand next to us. Junior is setting up his stall, pulling up a tall backdrop poster.
