Azrael took off his vest and started to roll up his sleeves. “Words you may find yourself wanting to use include, but are not limited to, fuck, God, Azrael, cunt—another word for pussy—and please. You are allowed to use those words and any other word you want, sinning doll, as loud as you want. Cry, scream, beg me to stop, no one will hear you. And if you think that I will go easy on you because you’re a virgin, you are very much mistaken,” he hummed, the feeling of his presence between my legs absolutely otherworldly. “You can take it. I know you can.”
Before I could even come up with a thought to have, I felt his fingers touch where only mine ever had.
My eyes rolled to the back of my head as his finger slid right into me, my entire body going into shock.
“Look how wet you are,” he hummed as I shook. “Soaking wet just for me.” He pulled his finger out and added another, slidingit in slowly, his other hand sliding up my leg and down my thigh before stopping, his fingers digging painfully into my skin. “Open your eyes,” he said on a half growl.
I hadn’t realized I shut them.
I opened them, tears dripping into my hairline, and found his eyes in the reflection, something feral reflected back.
“I’ve just decided something,” he said, pulling his fingers out and sliding them back in, a shudder running through my core. “I’m going to do everything in my power to make those little vocal cords inside you hum, sinner of mine, and trust me, my power knows no bounds.”
He started sliding his fingers in and out of me, my cunt wrapping around them as they hit that little bundle of nerves with each stroke.
I couldn’t breathe, my entire body shaking as I tried to move my hips, wanting him to move faster. Just a little faster.
“Look at you, you needy little doll. Look how I pull your tight little strings,” he sang in approval.
I groaned breathlessly, pulling at the restraints, my body on fire, my stomach buzzing. It was unlike anything I had ever felt before. Everything was alive and electric. It buzzed and snapped and popped, and Ineeded more.
“That’s it,” he purred. “Enjoy this, because it’ll be the only one you get for free.”
I couldn’t hear him over the blood rushing to my ears. Spots danced in front of my eyes, my lungs freezing as my entire body went taut. I felt my pussy clamp around his fingers before the end shattered through me violently.
It was better than any orgasm I had experienced in the last two weeks. What I gave myself could never compare. He knew just where to touch and what to do. I needed more. I had to have more.
He pulled his fingers out a few seconds later, and I collapsed onto the altar, panting as my eyes found his.
Azrael slid his fingers into his mouth, his eyes rolling as his tongue ran across his fingers. “Divine,” he sang.
My body hummed in pleasure, drool sliding across my cheeks. Was it wrong that I wanted to taste it too? I wanted to taste what he did to me.
He stepped around me, walking up to my right side, his eyes on my body, ravenous. He didn’t say a single thing, but the way he looked at me? I had been watched by so many people. Hundreds and hundreds of them, but I had never been looked at like this. Like I was a treasure to be coveted, something not to be shared with the world.
He brought his hand up and slapped my breast, causing my body to lurch and a silent moan to escape my lips. It felt so good, the pain. I wanted more of it.
As if he heard me, he slapped my breast again, right on my hardened nipple, tears filling my eyes, my pussy throbbing again.
“Perfect, all of you,” he said to himself.
He stopped next to my head and crouched down, sliding his hand around my throat, the feeling of his skin warm and comforting against mine.
He squeezed tightly, cutting off my air, my head throbbing. “You will never suck another cock again,” he told me, my eyes finding his, my vision going in and out. “Not even mine. That is the only rule I will follow. Everything else is free game and I mean everything. Do you understand me?”
I tried to nod, but I couldn’t. I tried to use my hand, but I couldn’t feel them anymore. In fact, I couldn’t feel my arms or legs at all.
“I can see the agreement in your eyes, little sinner, you don’t have to reply.” His eyes lifted to my chest. “Let’s give you a scar worth showing, hmm?”
He stood, disappearing completely.
I swallowed, already missing his touch. I truly liked when he touched me. I never wanted him to stop.
“You’ll have to cover it until we’re done with our mission, but I can’t help myself, you just look so pretty in red.”
I heard the cabinet door open, my mind working slowly. I wasn’t sure how long I could stay in this position without passing out, but that ache between my thighs was only getting worse. I wanted more. I needed more. I needed him back there. I needed him to touch me and never stop.
A few seconds later, Azrael appeared between me and the mirror.
