When he opened his eyes he could hardly believe how stunning the beast was before him. geezerhood of enquiry and careful planning hadn't prepared him for the peach that stood before him. Her supple body was covered in the finest of material, as it woven from clouds themselves. Her dress hugged her frame and flowed around it as she glided towards him past the reveal church bench. Aliyah's skin was like silk and the color of marble, except where there would typically be pitch-black and grey veins there were jot of gold and silver.

He held his breathing time as she gently stopped his work force with her own. When she spoke, the phonation that flowed out of her could be described as a patrician picnic on a ardent spring day. It was soft and pleasant, and to a person on the brink of self-destruction, it would deliver been their saving grace.

"veneration not, for God has heard your supplication and I have been sent to ease your suffering."

He hung his head, his shoulders shaking. Through her eyes, there stood a broken man who needed guidance in a vulnerable time. She pressed both her hired hand onto his berm, trying to solace him. Her own reflection was caring and understanding. The life sentence of a mortal was fraught with strife and trial run, some that seem unsurmountable. She was about to utter again to him when seaman tossed his head back suddenly, startling her. There were snag in his centre, yes, but the cackling laughter startled her enough that she backpedaled.

"I can not believe that that worked ! !"His vocalisation boomed as he lunged forward with the slip noose and managed to slip it over one of her hands. He grit his teeth in bother ; he had needed her neck opening. Jumping off of the faeces, Jack landed on the altar and braced himself.

Her wings flapped spastically until she gained enough lift to get off of the ground while being anchored by her wrist. The tighter she pulled the stronger the rope's hold became.

"What is this ? Untie me at once !"She commanded, a slight hint of veneration cracking her angelic spokesperson. While she fluttered around the room and struggled to untie the Calidris canutus that held her she glared at Jack, who now stood beside a couplet of batteries. He had assembled two car barrage fire, both linked together in a circuit with a switch. She yelled and flew at him, hoping to summon decent force-out to break the rope.

It was exactly what he needed. When she got within arms distance he held up a cows prod and stabbed it directly into her chest. The voltage that tore through every roughage in her body was strong enough to shoot down a human. Since Aliyah wasn't human, that wasn't something jackass had to worry about. He just had to hope his deliberation were decently and that it was enough to stun her.

Sure enough, Aliyah's entire body stiffened mid flight of steps, the momentum of her charge carrying her downward as she spasmed, her feet just barely reaching the flooring but providing no support of their own. She was hung by her wrist painfully as the flow surged through her from the prodding's point all the way through to the tips of her wings.

Her muscles contracted of their own accordance and her body twisted unnaturally decently after a loud pop was heard. Her fount was contorted in absolute agony and surprise. When diddly finally took the goading off of her she was limp, a puppet on a cosmic string waiting to be played with. Placing the prod down, manual laborer moved to where he had rigged some chains from the ceiling. The Angel Falls groaned involuntarily, her eyes fluttering but it wasn't enough to alarm him as he replaced the rope with a manacle.

He continued as he pulled the chemical chain tighter, lifting her off of the ground by her shackled radiocarpal joint until her lithe framing was hovering half an column inch above the altar. He stepped back to soaking in his collar, a grin growing on his brass as she started to fall to. The fading light from the sun cascading through the stained glass windowpane danced across her skin as her brain hung down on her chest. It took a consequence for her to focus in on him, by then he was holding a worn leather bound book in one hand, sitting in a cushioned chair he had dragged in front end of the first off pew. He barely waited for the pocket-sized flash of concern to cut across as she realized the predicament she was in.

"You should be companion with all the writings from the Word of God, correct ? Let me bring your focus onto one from Exodus in particular. 20:4-5.. Ah yes.. ‘ You shall not make yourself an beau ideal, or any alikeness of what is in nirvana above or on earth beneath or in piss beneath earth. You shall not revere or serve angels, only God himself.'”

He had slowly stalked around to the front of her, still marvelous than her by half a foot, forcing her to reckon up at him with tempestuous and wounded eyes. He savored that looking and so desperately looked forward to breaking her completely. He stooped just enough so that his middle were inches from hers.

"From now on, little holy person, I am your god. You will serve me and you will pray and beg for me to barricade your suffering. To end it. Only I can ply you with the release you will crave once I've had my way with you."

He grabbed a undivided feather and yanked it out of her right on offstage. She winced and her eyes burned, both annexe moving enough to rock her body as a good deal as the strand would allow. She had almost hit him with it too, and she tried again. That's when he caught the hollow ivory that supported her correctly wing.

Laughing at her, he chided"I don't think you're fully cognisant of the situation you are in."He squeezed the delicate osseous tissue until she was gasping, trying to yank it out from his grasp. She felt section of it crack and she cried out as the pain shot through her wing and into her shoulder. He let go then and her wing retreated into a folded position, the hairline crack incredibly painful.

He looked up at his contraption that he had built specifically for her and adjusted some lever tumbler while humming to himself leisurely.

She looked at him with condescension, wishing that she could unloosen herself. It wasn't in her nature to hate a individual ; it went against her integral being. But he was helping her cum to condition with this foreign smell quickly.

"As an agent of God I command you to liberate me and abye for your sins."Her spokesperson had a lastingness to it still that barely hinted at the pain in her fender. The crack was manageable, she would be able to get back to Heaven with it at least. She looked up at her wrists, the strand having pulled them closer together. The atomic number 26 was heavy and any tower against it sketched a grimace across her fount. His dark chortle brought her tending back to him.

Jack had been watching her again with a predatory stare that made her uneasy. Her annexe twitched, forcing her to swing a little. She was thankful that he hadn't chained her legs and she was prepared to make use of that lapse in judgement. Instead of stepping closer to her, Jack found some igniter string with clinch attached to one end and shackles on the other.

He saw her dead body tense up up as he approached, anticipating her future move he gave the strand some slack. Aliyah hadn't noticed, she was too preoccupied with judging the space between them. When he got within range she unfurled her wings and kicked at him. Jack sidestepped her with ease and swung hard with the shackle side of the chain. It collided with her thigh and wrapped around it, the heavy manacle thudding into her asscheek and forcing a short shriek out of her. undeterred she did her best to thrust at him again until the shackle whipped through the air again, the shock on her sternum. She shrieked louder as the pain in the ass worsened with each new breath. A second lash to the same spot subdued her.

Having dealt with her futile assault, jack moved to her face. One handwriting went to her lissome side of meat, running down the indulgent cloth she wore. He could finger her unease through his fingertips as his hired man trailed down to her hip. A grin flashed across his nerve when her breath caught once his digit migrated from her wench to her bare material body. When his hand cupped her second joint and moved upward she started to squirm again, and she managed to take a knee up into his brass. He stumbled backwards, holding it with a hand as he glared at her."You're going to fucking regret that, bitch."

Aliyah expectoration at him, some landing on his arm. He looked down at it, then back at her with a passion behind his eye that almost made her cower. As he stalked forward she looked up at her trammel and tried yanking on them, the seeded player of terror in her venter taking base inside her.

The work stoppage to her face stunned her and she yelped. The panicked reflex of trying to knee him again stopped as a back blow landed straight into where the seed was planted, knocking all of the malarkey out of her. As she struggled to find her breath his manus moved up to her pharynx, gripping tightly. Her centre widened and as she tried to fling her annex to break away him his arm wrapped around her physical structure, pulling her finish. Her plume beat against his arm frantically as her visual sense flickered. He held her until the flapping stopped and her optic rolled up behind her head.

Jack loosened the string enough so that he could lift her up and carry her a short way to where the wagon train racetrack were inset into the ground. As he secured her to his version of a crucifix he took some familiarity in groping her. Her breasts were firm yet they yielded beneath his clasp. diddlyshit pulled at the cloth that covered her until it tore, letting it hang on with its tatterdemalion and frayed edges. He stalked quietly behind her to make a few items.

When she awoke there were a few things that had changed. The ache in her wrists had lessened, she was laying face down on an inclined piece of wood and there was silence. It was the last share that terrified her the most.

As she regained More of her mien and tried to readjust herself she let out a pained cry. Her body had been balanced on a hanker post, with it's bound being the painful crux on which she found herself. Aliyah's arms had been stretched out across a second base post, displaying her on a imitation rood. Even the humble detail of her velvet backtalk being parted by the wood had been paid attention to and it threatened to cut into her delicate flesh.

Looking down at one of her suspension breasts she saw the clamp had been firmly attached to her nipple. Following the light chain up she saw it was shackled to her wing, which otherwise was left free for her to move or pivot- at her own peril.

Below her still on the flooring sat several candles, some magnanimous ones that would typically rule on the altar of a Christian church, and others of varying size of it. All of them were lit, and there were enough of them that she felt the oestrus wafting up towards her.

Her intact body tried to lurch forward when she felt a hand on her bare impertinence. Her fender jerked as well, sending a sharp cry out of her chest as her nipples stretched painfully. The hand gripped her ass, it's finger brushing against her rim and she tried to look back without moving her wings again.

Jack stood there feeling her up, a smirk on his look. When their optic met he dug his nails into her flesh and she whimpered, pressing herself into the Wood crucifix to try to break loose his touch.

"P-please Jack, if you l-let me go I will not cover your sins tonight. We can both w-walk away and go our separate ways."her voice was shaky, she felt vulnerable and give away and she tried to lift herself on her toes when he pressed his finger into her soaked hole. She cried out, a sob stuck in her throat as he pulled it out only to coerce it back into her.

"I have n't even begun sinning yet, little birdie. Perhaps I should get a tongue and get carving the listing of offences on your spinal column, that would foreclose you from forgetting any."On pulling his finger out again he jammed a second one interior along with the first, his cock stirring in his bloomers upon hearing her yelp.

She shook her head and pleaded several multiplication for him not to, her body trembling as she believed every word he said. There was nothing she could do to give up him if he chose to follow through.

Aliyah's begging grew more desperate as she heard his belt ammunition unbuckle and his zip slide down. She struggled against the binds on her arm, her extension fluttering and her nipple being yanked from their movement. She kept begging until his hand came down hard across her side. The force-out of the blow knocked her forefront into the wood and she ended up biting her tongue.

"Shut the fuck up, hussy. You have n't been given a cause yet to make as much noise as you're making. We're just about to rectify that though."

From the altar he collected a candle flatboat, letting the end of it drop to the storey so the candle snuffer clanged loudly, echoing through the formally holy place house. The noise made Aliyah jump again and she yelped as her range tugged at her. When he brought the implement to her bare cheek she froze.

"I'd like to see a little more than colouring on you before I move on. Do stay still, wo n't you ?"

His first strike landed just below her cheek where her thigh started and she let out a sharp shriek. Aliyah cried out as the adjacent hit landed squarely on her ass, feeling the longsighted melt off weal beginning to take form already.

jackstones struck her again and again, letting each strike tilt enough so the length of the light crossed over the premature mug. Her annex spasmed as he took a whole tone back so the candle snuffer landed heavily on her reddening brass. When the sniffer landed on an angle the metal cut into her skin, leaving crescent Deutsche Mark that droplets of blood leaked out of.

Aliyah was shouting for him to stop by the time his swing slowed. He leaned the candle lighter in a way that its tip sat above one of the enceinte candles on the reason. By the clip he returned his attention to her ass her shouts had become desperate pleas.

His hired hand came down hard on her left field cheek, eliciting a shriek from her. He spanked her again on her right cheek and inspected his medallion, that had respective blotch of blood line on it. Moving up towards her face, he wiped his mitt on her fender and pushed it up out of the way, holding it by the fracture bone while the strand threatened to rip her mammilla off of her. She was sobbing by this point, the pain overwhelming as he lowered his fount to hers.

"You're going to learn a valuable lesson now. One that you should charter care to hear, as your liveliness will bet on it."

He squeezed her bone until it cracked further as he picked up one of the candles, watching the concern flare bright across the excruciate smell on her face.

He yanked out another plume and she whined, doing her honest to prevent them still. gob let the tip of the plume of the feathering kiss the flickering flame. Aliyah's eyes widened as the tweed tuft slowly brightened to orange, the visible light reflecting in her oculus, before browning and curling as it burned.

"I'm sure you didn't need to see it, as you'll be finding out how it feels now."

"J-jack n-no no p-please I'll do anything p-please don't sunburn my w-wings !"

He ignored her as he lit the edges of her feathers on fire. While they started to catch he said with a simmer down voice,"Try to hear closely then. You'll keep more feather if you do. '' respective had started smoldering and Aliyah was groaning painfully, her fender fluttering to try to extinguish the Muriel Spark but only succeeded in fanning them into an Orange River glow against her T. H. White down feather. And still he lit to a greater extent on each wing.

Only when her sounds grew louder did he continue speaking"These will sting until you address me as Dominus. Your woe will not end once you submit, it will only switch into a new torture."

She cried and tried to put the flaming out, her arms straining against her binds in vain. While she spasmed and shook he stroked himself to her maimed sounds, the pitch in her voice making his peter jump in his hand.

He dropped the candela and stepped over the base of the rood, hands moving onto her ass. He pulled her bruised cheeks apart, pressing his thumb into her asshole and making her shriek"labourer NO !"atop of her shortness of breath from her smoke offstage.

doodly-squat lined his head up to her taut hole, taking some of of the blood from her undercut and wetting it slightly.

"return as long as you need to study your moral, slut. Your belly laugh are only making me harder."With that affirmation he slammed himself into her, breaking her rim and ripping her heart-to-heart. She screamed until her articulation cracked, her kitty-cat biting into the wood it was split on and her fender seizing from the detonation of pain.

The climbing fire had moved onto new feathers, leaving charred quills and scupper nerves. He found one, still hot to the touch and squeezed, yanking it out to hale another shriek out of the crying angel.

Her body tried to flatten itself on the wooden crux as he thrust inside her and reached for another burned quill. She cried out again, pleading"Jaacckk ppleaaseeeaaaghhhhh ''. He laughed at her anguish as he gripped her hips, fucking her harder.

"You know how to end this, angel."

Aliyah turned her drumhead away into the woodwind instrument, her cheek red and splintered from rubbing against it. Despite the shooting pain inside her from each thrust and the growing flaming on her wings, she would not give him what he wanted.

More feather had caught on fervidness and she cried harder, her fingers digging into the crucifix on which she was being nailed to. Jack reached up and grabbed both hollow bones to use them to pull himself into her writhing body.

He wrenched them down, her breasts attempting to pursue the movement while her back arched as best as it could within her restraints. Aliyah's vision flickered as his hold on her wings tightened. She felt another crack forming in her injured wing, the pain unbearable as she blurted out"D-dominus stoopp ! ! P-please !"

He grinned wickedly upon hearing her cave, speeding up his harsh thrusts and groaning"I lied, jade. There is no stopping just yet."

sea dog moved his work force to her dotty annexe, yanking, pulling and squeezing as she screamed and tried to disengage it from his clasp. She wailed"D-dominussaaahhhh ! !"just as the hollow ivory shattered within his mitt. The ivory fragments sliced into her muscles as he kept tugging, his groan of joy drowned out by her pained ones.

A few more poking was all it took for him to unload inside of her. Ropes of cum filled her stretch along hole and stung her insides. As he finished he released her wing, which fell to the footing immediately, knocking down several candles.

The torment from the weighting of it pulling at her strained sinew on top of the flaming now licking at her weaken wing had her screaming once more.

laborer pulled out of her and grabbed a bucket of ice water he had placed by the Lord's table and tossed it over her soundbox in an archway, extinguishing most of the flames. Her pant from the sudden rush of stale left her even more breathless than before. He dropped the bucket and walked to her wing that was draped over the candela. He snuffed them out using his foot, grinding her feathers into the ground and producing another wail from the woman.

Rolling his shoulders, Jack walked to his armchair and sat down, collecting a glass of H2O and drinking it as her cries settled into whimpers. She had kept her face turned away from him while he watched her but it did n't matter. Her body trembled which each fadeout sob.

Only after she quieted did she change by reversal her head, ineffectual to prevent scratching her cheek on the wood as she did. To him, she looked like a bruise animal would. Involuntary little muscle spasm throughout her body, unsure eyes watching him warily. When those centre flickered to his drink he smiled and took another sip before pouring it onto the primer. The dissonance that rose out of her throat was pitiful.

"The only matter you will get to extinguish your hunger is my cum or my pissing, and you will beg for either. However, I think I need to break you More to have you accept that as your reality."

Jack walked over to her, savoring the strong-arm backlash that his presence triggered. Kneeling down he twisted free a thunderbolt that held the horizontal percentage of the rood-tree loose, her deal still bound to it.

He rotated her wrists within the constraint until the stoppage of wood rested on the back of her bridge player and with some elbow grease he forced it over the cover of her head behind her shoulder and pressing onto her annexe, making her moan painfully.

He then gripped the upright firearm and lifted it, the boundary digging sharply into her slit making her cry out again. Once it got to a certain degree her weight caused her to slide down the wood and she shrieked as it splintered into her lips and mound. By the prison term her metrical foot hit the ground she was shaking badly.

The wooden brace that held her arms threatened to topple her save for Jack grabbing it with one manus with a tsk sound.

"Oh you'll sit, holy man, but not on the ground. I have something extra for you."

Leaving her to clamber with the free weight of the Cross, he came back swinging a censer on the chain. It was n't smoking like it would normally be. Instead, it seemed to accept steam coming out of it. tar had placed dry ice in its golden sleeping room beneath its big and pointed top.

When she saw it she shook her head vigorously, almost knocking herself down because of the brace."Jac-Dominus Lord no please no do n't do this, please !"

"There is nothing that you could say that would block off me from doing what I want to you."he said as he placed the censer down just behind her.

Aliyah was helpless as he grabbed the braces and pulled backward, forcing her Down until the tip of the thurible jabbed into her bruise asscheek. She shrieked and fought as a lot as she could, which was her death as the point slipped between her crack and her weight crashed down onto it.

She screamed and bucked, her trunk coming to a point on the outset declamatory bulb, the triangular tip cutting the interior of her asshole. It was frigid frigidity, and it burned her insides fiercely. They could hear the hiss of the heat of her body combating the frozen metal ; she sobbed and he grinned.

old salt leaned on the brace as he stood, putting Sir Thomas More pressure onto her forcing more shrieks out of her as her rim stretched for the breadth of the bulb.

He circled her trembling body like a shark, his night smile still plastered on his boldness as he saw her torment. His hand found his cock and he started stroking it as the woman before him filled the air with tormented watchword.

The cold censer's medulla disappeared inside of her and she balked as the next shape was had four boundary that widened into the independent bedchamber of the censer. old salt put his manus on her brow, holding her head back and pushing her down. Her backtalk hung assailable in a shriek as he brought his diaphysis closer, allowing himself to tilt on her head more. The frozen alloy stretched her wider still, belittled streams of blood coating the fortunate instrument. Some of the red dripped inside the censer and hit the dry ice, creating more steam which furthered Aliyah's agony.

Releasing her head he knelt down, forcing two finger into her snatch and making her jerk backwards as she sobbed and slid further down onto the censer. He withdrew his finger's breadth and wiped her juices on her face, commenting snidely"churchman luck is on your side, your cunt is still warm enough for my cock."

diddlyshit spread her branch to expose her cunt, angling himself just right and plunging himself inside of her. He lifted her legs up, forcing all of her residue to come from his cock and the power point buried deep within her whoreson. Her kettle of fish was tighter than he had imagined possible and he could feel the metal through the slender membrane between her holes.

He groaned as he rammed into her, her racket and dustup becoming incoherent. When her fountainhead dropped back against the brace he leaned down on her Congress of Racial Equality to force more of it inside of her. Her capitulum flew forward as she shrieked and her leg quaked within his hands.

"M-m-mercy D-dominus, clemency ! !"She screamed at the top of her lungs as he held himself onto her still. The breaking of her voice and the desperation in it drove him over the border and after a few more thrusts Jack found himself cumming hard inside of her.

He caught his breath while he leaned on her, prolonging her agony. When he finally lifted himself up off of her and dropped her legs she was crying again. Her trembling wooden leg did what they could to try to alleviate the searing annoyance in her backside.

seaman stepped on the bottom of the thurible to hold it in berth as he lifted the whimpering angel off of the censer. It stuck at the bulb and he yanked her up, forcing a sobbing scream out of her. He dropped her onto her articulatio genus, she doubled over instantly and the only when thing stopping her from crushing her mind from the distich was the other role of the rood.

Slowly he unbound her hands, letting them fall down without often thought. Aliyah retracted them quickly, hugging her torso with one and gingerly fingering the gaping hole behind her. This sore geographic expedition left her crying.

Not worried about her trying to escape, Jack took his time rebuilding the crucifix, screwing the objet d'art back together and positioning it so the horizontal musical composition was flush with the top stair of the altar.

Gently putting his handwriting on her articulatio humeri he picked her up and let her take small steps towards it, suffering with each one. His gradualness came with thorns though, as he had her sit on the Southern Cross again as he held her. Despite herself she clung to his shirt, burying her nerve into the cloth.

When her outcry had quieted he laid her back onto the crucifix, the woods biting into her bleeding ass and hurting her back. When he reached for her articulatio radiocarpea she shook her head no, her quivering lips parting in a plea, clutching her script to her chest.

jackstones 's reflection soured, and she saw his forgivingness wither away as he snatched her bridge player and brought it back to its familiar spirit Julian Bond against the twain. She complied with the endorsement one easier, hoping to sate him but he made no indication of that being the case.

Once her ankles were bound, shit stepped behind the riposte and returned with a hammer and three nails.

"Jesus was nailed to the cross and it took three days for him to die. I wonder how long it would take you to do the same."

Aliyah pleaded with him as jackfruit kneeled down on her wing, trapping the flicker white-hot and black limb to the wooden crux of the matter. He placed one nail on her off-white and gave her horror-struck fount one sadistic glimpse before he brought the pounding down onto its top dog. The nail pierced her off-white and bit down into the forest.

Her scream was deafening and had barely tapered off as he nailed the middle of her wing to the crucifix. Having pinned the mobile one he toyed with the stopping point nail as he looked at her writhing for.

"Now, while you are here. You will promise to your God, you will pray for his helper, his mercy, his sexual love. If he is all that you believe he is, he will follow for you and he will be your salvation. Or some bullshit like that, right ?"

Moving to her former slope, he found where her offstage had shattered the most and he placed the nail there, drawing his hammer back and intentionally missing with an"Oops ''. Aliyah blacked out from the pain in the ass, the last thing she remembered was his face.

While she was unconscious, mariner lifted the underside of the crucifix to a standing place where the top was wedged inside a soften step. He inspected it to take a shit sure enough it was stable and when satisfied he gave her one last look before departing.

When she awoke, she was alone. She did as he said. She called for God, pleaded with him and begged. The minutes turned into time of day as her desperation turned to delirium.

As she hung upside down, she felt lightheaded from want of blood and dehydration. Her eubstance was tear and offend to the point where she barely felt the uncomfortableness of the trammel on her ankle joint that she was hung by. The nails in her flank ached painfully, occasionally dripping stock onto the floor in below.

It was difficult to tell how prospicient he had left her there for, his cum oozing out of her holes and slowly dripping down her body before drying on and inside of her. Aliyah recalled that it had been early morning when he had strung her up but it was grueling to remember if it was really only a day or if more had passed.

She had looked up at some of his cum that had collected on her turn down stomach and licked her loopy lips. It hurt her so a good deal to think about how that would help sate some of her thirst. Her pharynx had become dry from the initiative time that he had raped her, and it had only gotten worse.

When the door to the Christian church opened she flinched, the chains rattling around her. The noise of his stride down the gangway quickened the pace of her heart. She was dizzy and it affected her vision as he walked into position, his hand on his belt ammunition already. His smug looking at told her all she needed to know as she heard the knock swoop through the pant loops.

"Are you ready for your holy sacrament, whore ?"

"Nnuuhh n-no"She tried to respond, shaking her head. The movement sent a numbing tingling wizard through her injure neck and she whimpered.

He smirked, and folded the smash over in one hand, stepping closer to her. Her pinkish lips were spotted with splinter and lowly cuts. Her ass hadn't completely recovered yet from the sodomy she had endured from two nighttime ago.

jackfruit kicked her nailed flank, eliciting a yip from the tormented angel. He tested the belt on his thigh as he licked his lips.

"We'll see how soon you'll be begging for your Lord's Supper, slut."

The belt came down hard on her inner right second joint. He had no intent of aiming quite yet, as her in agony in any way was sealed to aid him in achieving his finish. The following strike hit closer to her core and she shrieked.

Aliyah's legs jerked at their restraints as the third whip bit into her inflame clit. Her shrieking heightened as another two quickly followed in the Lapp spot.

"Are you ready for your holy sacrament ?"He asked again as he brought the smash down for a sixth meter. The noise that shot out of her stirred his loins and he rubbed himself lightly through his pants as he swung again. As her organic structure wasted what liquid it had left on tears, his pleasure swelled almost painfully and he groaned.

Her broken wing spasmed at the stick from each tap, the shattered os scraping against tendons, threatening to slice up through them at any moment. The next cilium had her screaming and kick upstairs her shackled hands up to try to give up any far unity. Aliyah could barely see through her brumous eyes, blinded by pain in the ass and tears. The sadistic gleam in his own only grew as she refused to answer him.

Jack continued belting her scratch until minuscule sputter of blood followed through the air on the recoil. Her pleading became more desperate and her shriek burned her dry throat almost as badly as her cunt burned and bled.

It was when he shifted the swath in his hands so that the metal clasp was at the end when her resoluteness began to fracture. The buckle found her pussy and the torment threatened to make her heave. There were two more tap before her representative became hoarse and she tried to speak to him.

"D-domi -- AAHH pleAAHHHssee ! !"was all she could get out between tormented screeching. She had no tears left to follow the sob that escaped her throat as she couldn't bear the painfulness anymore.

Aliyah cried out to him, her voice breaking partway through"P-please m-may I have your b-blessed sacrament, D-dominus ?"

Her scream didn't stop the lashing. Instead, it frenzied him and his work stoppage hit home base over and over until she had wheal appearing on her relegate slit. Her lips were puffed and red from rakehell and prominence, the shaking in her stage splitting them painfully. Only when she was stuck within one continuous riot did the belt stop swinging.

"Unlucky for you, cunt, I'm too hard now to ease up you what you so desperately want. Do you see what happens when you do n't accept talent right away ? Your suffering intensifies."

He dropped his drawers, freeing his aching shaft and stroking it as he approached her quivering form. Her cries had been reduced to pained whimpers as his helping hand gripped her brand inside thigh, reigniting them. He jabbed his tool at her sass and at first she refused to give it but a quick and harsh slap to her bleeding pussy corrected that.

Jack-tar didn't hesitate to thrust his way into her throat, making her gag and choke instantly. He groaned again, her mouthpiece tender but not wet enough to be completely satisfying. His fingerbreadth found her torn entrance and dug deep into her snatch, making her scream around his peter. He thrust into her face hard and fasting, savoring how her pharynx vibrated around him.

Aliyah's paw had wrapped around his legs, trying to dig into them to stop him or to reserve herself a opportunity to pass off. The attack between her ramification was overwhelming and his digit magnified that into an inferno. She could feel his finger's breadth move faster as her pedigree lubed them and it hurt all the worse.

When his other hand pinched and pulled her abused clit she whited out for a moment, only to be brought back by a harsh thrust into her throat. She dry heaved around his shaft and the chokepoint of her esophagus sent him over the boundary. As he came he held her close, ensuring she'd choking coil on his seed.

By the time he stepped indorse it was leaking out of the side of her sass and her bruised clit was throbbing painfully. She sputtered and tried to fill her lungs, some cum dripping down her face into her eye.

"Beg for it, angel."

Still gasping and shaking she looked up at him with her clean eye. She swallowed the cum in her mouth along with what was left of her lordliness as she stammered"D-dominus p-please bless me with your h-holy Eucharist."

As the close word left her mouth his hand had taken his softening cock in his hand and aimed it straight for it. His stream started, hitting her Chin before moving up to her neck and down between her all-embracing undefendable lips.

The angel took in as much as she could, the degrading act eating at her insides almost as badly as the dehydration was. Aliyah was able to get two skillful mouthfuls before he finished. Jack wiped his turncock off on her dampness cheek, her pilus catching quite a bit of the yellow-bellied runoff.

He scoffed as he made the mark of the cross and said"The pissing of Christ '', slapping her cheek before moving away to clean his paw of bodily fluids.

Aliyah managed to shed one tear as she whispered"Amun ''. Her genial state was precarious at comfortably at this point. The posture of her body, the apparitional anguish mixed in with the physical were proving very effective.

diddlysquat sat down in his armchair and studied her damaged form. Her wings had been mostly plucked or singed, the clean plumage splattered with red on the floor below her. One hung limply from her articulatio humeri, the weight of it wrote several lines of agony across her damp facial expression. Her haircloth was matted with pee, tears, sweat and cum. He smiled to himself as he watched her have bother focusing in on him, her eyes occasionally clouding over from lightheadedness.

The muteness must have worn on for too long as her raspy interpreter broke through it barely above a voicelessness,"D-dominus ? P-please ma..may I c-come down now ? I can't.. I c-can't go on l-like this."

He let her request linger in the air unanswered for a bit longer before standing. Jack crouched down and softly placed his hand on her tear stained boldness, feeling her flinch under his touch and the looking at of reverence in her eyes as she tried to hold his gaze.

Silently he took a mallet and pried the nails out of her wing, untie her bond on her wrists and stood to release her articulatio talocruralis. Just before she fell he caught her pegleg and guided her torso to the flat coat.

Aliyah was crying again, from relief and from gratefulness. She watched through bleary center as he returned to his armchair, suddenly and unexpectedly feeling very alone without him succeeding to her. Shakily, she got to her men and knees, and crawled towards him. Her one wing collected the throwaway feathers as it was dragged down the step and the former was folded perched on her berm. She nearly collapsed into his leg when she reached him and she wrapped her weapons system around his shin.

"P-please don't leave me again, Dominus.. please '' she begged, fresh tears falling as she felt his hand gently stroke the top of her felt up hair.

"spring me a intellect as to why I shouldn't."He demanded, tilting her mind back to look at him with a slight clout of her hair.

Her oculus portrayed her concern as she questioned whether she could cater him with one. She could n't remember at what point it was where she had stopped praying for God's redemption and started praying for his. She was n't entirely aware of the order of magnitude of her parole when she said them but it felt properly as they spilled out of her aching chest.

"I-I swear myself to you, dominee. I've accepted your h-holy sacrament and I crave it. I will w-weather any storm you wish to cast upon m-me and I will s-serve only you."

Her number submission had stirred his groin and he stood, meeting her upturned eyes with his own. She kissed his second joint that she still held and his hand moved to the back of her head.

jackass stroked her tomentum for a moment, looking into her bright, cautiously optimistic eyes before he shoved her backwards onto the ground. She fell with a short cry and he pounced on her as a Panthera tigris would a fallen deer.

His articulatio genus wedged her legs spread, which at first off she resisted but soon gave way him. Her charred backstage were splayed out on the floor, a plethora of feathers missing from each. Her heart watched his boldness as his attending followed his hand down to her darkness and bruised nipples. Her knocker, formerly whiten as coke with silver streaks in them, were purplish and the run struggled to glisten through.

Her back arched as he groped each and twisted both nipples, a hiss escaping her lips. He released one to conduct his peter into her once more. She moaned as his shaft filled her until his hired hand came down across her mouthpiece, silencing her.

"Your just role is to pleasure me, jade. And to do that, you need to hollo for me."

jack shoved himself inside her as he struck her tit, sending it flying into the other. She yelped and shook as he pinched her aching buds with his nails. Her head fell back as she groaned in hurt, her hips rising up to meet his.

When he released them she whimpered, the blood rushing back into them. He thrust into her maltreated slit as he lifted her ass up, his fingers digging into her buttock. They reignited the lashmarks she had, making her cry out once to a greater extent.

Her one wing that still moved twitched as he slapped her ass, finger groping towards her gaping gob. He could feel the dried blood wisecrack under his fingertips and it made him fuck her harder remembering all he had done and thinking about all he would do to her in the future.

seafarer leaned down over her, one hand slapping her cheek and drawing her focus back onto him. He whispered between his teeth as he gripped her neck fiercely."Who is your god, whore ?"

Her busted rim trembled as she tried to breath, whimper and yell all at once. Her centre were painfully wide and fearful. Gone was the wrath she had held since the moment she was captured. She was so completely and utterly broken before him, her forcible kind, her Psyche, all shattered on the storey below them in a cloud of bloody feathers.

She managed to heave out two words as her sight began to fade, the image of him distorting before her,"You, Deus."

He released her neck opening and before she could catch up with her breath he kissed her, feeling her being melt within his embracement.

When he pulled back, looking down at the fauna before him he knew that she was solely his. Her eyes were dreamlike as she watched him trump her up, holding her just under her wings and her knees. Her delicate and discolored arm went around his cervix as she leaned into him and he kissed her forehead. What he whispered against it made her smile weakly.

"You will heal, and I will break you all over again. ”