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Use Me.... Father Damien

I was still sitting on top of Father Damien. His c**k was still deep inside me. Our bodies were covered in sweat. I felt full of his warm c*m. My p***y was sore but happy. Father Damien held me close for a long time. He stroked my back gently with his big warm hands.

"You have been such a good girl tonight, Sister Avena," he whispered softly. "My perfect secret pet. I am very proud of you."

He lifted me slowly off his c**k. A lot of his c*m leaked out of my p***y and ran down my thighs. He stood up and carried me in his strong arms to a soft bed in the corner of the dungeon. He laid me down carefully like I was something precious. Then he lay beside me and pulled me into his arms.

He took a bottle of soothing oil and rubbed it gently on my red skin. His hands were soft and caring now. He massaged my sore ass cheeks, my thighs, my breasts, and my shoulders. The oil felt cool and nice on my hot sensitive skin. I sighed with pleasure and closed my eyes.

"Does it hurt anywhere?" he asked quietly.

"A little bit," I answered honestly. "But I like the feeling, Father. It reminds me of the flogging and how hard you f****d me."

He smiled and kissed my forehead. "You took everything so well tonight. The collar, the inspection, the flogging, riding me, and everything else. You made your priest very happy."

We lay together quietly for some time. His fingers played with the collar around my neck. I felt safe and warm in his arms even though we had done so many sinful things.

"This is our secret forever," he said softly. "No one in the convent can ever know that their respected Reverend Father and Reverend Sister are doing these things. You will go back to your prayers and duties during the day. But when I call you at night, you will come down here and give yourself to me completely."

"Yes, Father," I whispered. "I will come whenever you want me. My body, my mouth, and my holes belong to you now."

He pulled me closer and kissed me deeply. After the kiss he sat up on the bed and pulled the chain on my collar.

"One more thing before you go back to your cell," he said. "I want your mouth again."

I knew what he wanted. I moved between his legs and knelt in front of him. His c**k was still half hard and covered with our mixed juices. I looked up at him.

"Clean me with your mouth, Sister," he ordered. "Suck your priest’s c**k like a good sinful nun."

I leaned forward and took his c**k into my warm mouth. I could taste both of us on him. I sucked gently at first, cleaning every inch with my tongue. I licked the head carefully. I ran my tongue along the shaft. Father Damien groaned and put his hand on my head.

"Take it deeper," he said. "Show me how much you love sucking cock."

I opened my mouth wider and took him deeper. I sucked harder. My head moved up and down in a steady rhythm. I used my tongue to swirl around the head every time I came up. I licked the sensitive underside just the way he liked. His c**k grew fully hard again in my mouth.

"Good girl," he moaned. "Suck your Reverend Father’s c**k. This is what your holy mouth was made for."

I sucked him with full devotion. I took him as deep as I could into my throat. Sometimes I gagged but I kept going. Saliva ran down my chin and onto my breasts. My eyes watered but I looked up at him the whole time. He looked down at me with dark pleasure in his eyes.

"You look so beautiful like this," he said. "A holy nun on her knees sucking her priest’s c**k. Such a perfect little w***e for me."

He held my head with both hands and started to move his hips. He f****d my mouth slowly at first, then a little faster. I moaned around his thick c**k. The vibrations made him groan louder. My p***y was getting wet again just from sucking him.

After a long time he pulled out of my mouth. His c**k was shiny with my saliva. He stroked it fast with his hand.

"Open your mouth wide and stick out your tongue," he ordered.

I obeyed immediately. He came with a deep groan. Thick ropes of c*m landed on my tongue and across my face. Some went on my lips, my chin, and even a little on my collar. I swallowed what landed in my mouth. It tasted salty and warm.

"Such a good pet," he said softly. He used his fingers to push the rest of his c*m into my mouth. I licked his fingers clean like an obedient girl.

Then he pulled me up and kissed me deeply. He could taste himself on my lips but he did not care. He held me close again and stroked my hair.

We rested for a while longer. He helped me clean my face and body. He helped me put my habit back on. Before I left the secret room he kissed me one last time.

"Go back to your cell, Sister," he said. "Rest well. Tomorrow night I will call you again. Be ready."

I walked back through the dark hallways to my small room. My legs were sore. My p***y and mouth were full of him. The collar was safely hidden under my habit. I felt different now. I was still a nun on the outside. But inside I was completely Father Damien’s secret sinful pet.

From that night on, our secret life continued. During the day we acted normal in the convent. He gave powerful sermons. I prayed with the other sisters. But almost every night I went down to him. He used my mouth, my p***y, and my ass in every way possible. He tied me up, flogged me, made me ride him, and f****d my throat. I learned to take him deeper and deeper. I learned to love the taste of his c*m.

We sinned again and again in the hidden basement.

And I had never felt more alive or more free.

Our forbidden love and dark pleasure became the convent’s best-kept secret. I wore his collar under my habit every single day. I carried his c*m inside me. I belonged to my Reverend Father completely.