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your mind. I always knew that the convent wasn’t right for me. Daddy always wanted me to be there, he thought it would save my soul somehow. Not always a problem teenager, it felt good to spread my wings and be free. There is a particular guy you will read about that would come to the service. I always knew he had some sort of secret, and that would be correct. Small rooms to get confined in and no contact with the outside world.

Wanting to find out what these skeletons are. Asking him to my room, well sneaking in there.  Perhaps, it was clear from the start that he is a total bitch boy.  But, because he is Submissive and weak, hiding from the main priest he signed his fate. We prayed there is nothing like a wicked sinner. Kind of afraid of getting caught, he would creep and look around making sure no one is coming down the hall. I have to grab his balls and let him know he is property. Going out at night with some street hooker clothes on.

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Wanting some dildo play, so I was bending him over in the dark, dungeon-like atmosphere. Dank and moist, bringing out my big black cock. Bending him over so that I could smack that ass so hard and as a result of spitting down on that cock of mine. Popping the head in and grabbing his hips and fucking. Building the tension and thrusts up, he squealed. That is a no-no for me, even if it’s so arousing when guys are in pain because of a good ass fucking. Dirty dicks, coming around to the front of his face leaving a big red hand print on his ass. Grabbing the back of his head. He has to swallow this meat that lingered in his shit box with some hot blasphemy phone sex.