Devoured Twice: My Captive Craving in the Convent Shadows

The old convent’s forgotten alcove reeks of damp stone and sin. Days without a man’s touch twist my guts. Athanase gone on labor duty. My cunt throbs, leaks. Skin fever-hot, heart hammers like war drums. I pace the shadows, nipples hard peaks under rough linen. Abstinence claws me raw. No more waiting. I hunt him down near the dorms, drag him here. His exhaustion reeks—sweat-slick from night work. But my eyes burn. I strip him first. Cock limp from fatigue. No matter. I kneel, mouth watering. Lips wrap his shaft. Tongue swirls the head. Hand pumps base. Saliva drips. He stirs. Groans low. My free hand dives between thighs. Fingers plunge my sopping slit. Juices coat them. Heart races faster. Urgency chokes breath. Then—a hand grips my ass. Fingers invade my wetness. Not Athanase. I freeze. But need overrides. Knees spread wider. Let it happen.

Renaud. Athanase’s friend. Tall, dark, brutal hunger in his grip. He yanks my hips. Cockhead presses my entrance. No warning. Slams in. Fills me balls-deep. I gasp around Athanase’s thickening meat. Surge rips through. Cunt stretches, grips. He pounds savage. Skin slaps skin. Sweat flies. Heart explodes in chest. I suck harder. Athanase fists my hair, forces deeper. Gags me. Tears stream. Bliss drowns panic. Renaud’s thrusts brutalize. Balls smack clit. Fire builds. They own me. Suddenly, Athanase pulls free. Lies back. I straddle. Sink onto him. Cunt devours cock. Bounce wild. Ass cheeks clap. Renaud watches. Eyes feral. Fingers dig my waist. Halts my ride. Spit-slick cock nudges my rear. No lube but cum from earlier fucks. Pressure builds. Ring yields. Inch by burning inch. Splits me. Full. Stuffed both ends. Pain twists to lightning. They thrust. Out of sync. Chaos. Guts churn. Walls milk them. Sweat pours. Breaths rasp. Heart thunders. Claws back. Bites shoulders. Cum sprays inside. Mine first—convulses rip me. Scream muffled on cock. They flood. Hot jets paint bowels, womb. Collapse. Shuddering.

The Fever Ignites

Skin smokes. Bodies tangle in cooling sweat. Cunt and ass pulse, wrecked. Leaking seed. Jaw aches from sucking. Limbs jelly. Breathe ragged. They stroke me lazy. Whispers promise more. Heart slows to glow. Embers. Not sated—hooked. Danger thrills. Convent walls hide this blaze. But I crave repeat. Suif tucked in skirts now. For easy access. Front, back, both. No pregnancy fear rearward. Youth’s fury feeds me. Replete, yet hungry. This captivity? Paradise of flesh. Burned alive, reborn in ashes.