Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 46
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Ruth didn’t realize she was crying till she began tasting salt on the palm she placed over her mouth.
She had to cover her nose with her second palm to block out sniffles that might accompany the tears.
She wants to cover her eyes too to keep herself from the pain of watching, but the strength ain’t there.
She could only hide under the large bed and watch and cry as Tobias mouth ravaged and devoured the breasts of his brother’s wife like it’s some newly invented dish.
His head didn’t maintain a spot. It kept switching positions, going left, right, and peeping low, all while hungrily sucking on Seraphina’s bossom, alternating between the two n+ples and running his hands over her body—the skin, the ass.
Each time he squeezed the a+s, a loud spank followed, and the a+s responds by shaking like it understood the assignment. Seraphina herself?
She was in a forbidden place she shouldn’t even be. She saw the fire, saw the intensity of the flames, but still choose to crawl to burn.
She moaned like she needed the ruins, like her destruction was all that mattered. Like her funeral in sin was all she needed.
She felt herself falling deep into the darkness, and she didn’t scream for help. Instead, she cried for more.
Now, her imagination flipped.
It’s not the Leader of Valhalla sitting on the throne, touching her like a slave. Now, it’s him, it’s Father.
Her Father—Tobias.
She sieved away the image Valhalla grounds left in her head, taking in images of Tobias alone.
He was still sucking, still eating the n+ples like he wants to have them forever. She felt the soreness on the br+sts, and she doesn’t even want it to stop.
A loud, bouncy sound slammed through the air when his palm smacked her naked ass again, painting it with more red and sin.
“Ohh!” She sounded strangled, head thrown behind as she tried to touch him too, her legs on his waist going slack from too much friction.
If one could die of over-wetness, she’d be in abyss right now.
She hasn’t felt this much before. Maybe power makes one wet too? She felt it oozing from him, and she absorbed it, breathed it in.
She got intoxicated.
But Tobias wasn’t gonna let her have it all inside this Rectory.
That’ll be a breach of promise.
He doesn’t do that.
So, he left the room like that with her naked body around him.
At the same time, he sent a text to Jude, ordering that he wants the Church empty, and all compound lights out. He ordered darkness in every building including the Church itself. Jude obeyed.
A minute after Tobias sent the text, it was all done.
He carried Seraphina out of the Rectory, his mouth still tight around her chest like a metal screw.
Meanwhile, back inside the bedroom, Ruth could finally come out from under the bed.
Her tears soaked that spot she placed her face on under the bed.
She felt useless and rejected. The extra work she put to buy n+ple rings and shit is all wasted.
She wasn’t even looked at.
It was another lady.
It was his brother’s wife.
So….this is it?
Seraphina is the new bî+ch?
She was wiping her tears as she put on her clothes in the dark.
She rushed out of the Rectory.
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