The Pastor Of Kink (7 page)

ROISIN
I don't think I have ever been as frightened as I have been over the last twenty-four hours. What started out as a great night ended up with us having to hide out in this hotel. Sitting here in the room trying to process everything Trey had just told me about his past, has definitely made my mind over analyse things. He has had such a hard life, but for as much as I have said I am here and love him, I still have some reservations about his addiction. This is something I really need to seek advice on; maybe Cathy will be the right one to speak with about it all.
The room is peaceful, so I lay back and try my hardest to relax, but all I can picture are those eyes staring at me from the balcony. They were so close set, slightly squinted and definitely had a glint of evil in them. That tall dark figure completely shrouded in the dark apart from that evil glint. I shudder a little as I try to put it out of my mind.
As my mind wanders, I am stood on the balcony and see the man, his evil glint following every move I make. I try to turn away to run and scream, a hand behind me reaches and clamps around my mouth stifling the scream. He forces me against the wall, deep raspy breaths, rancid breaths, so close I can feel the moisture against my neck. His bulky body presses against me stopping me from trying to escape. His free hand tries to find its goal, squirming against his hold, there is no way you are getting what you want. He rips my trousers in his fight and roughly turns me to face him, those eyes start to come into clearer view, he lowers his hood and I scream this time it escapes, piercing the quietness that surrounds us. The evil eyes pierce mine but it's not who I thought it would be looking at me, it's my beautiful man Trey!
“Roisin! Wake up baby, you’re dreaming” his voice stirs me from the nightmare, my whole body shaking with fear.
“It was you, on the balcony, staring at me, then you tried to force yourself on me” I told him breaking down against his shoulder the sound of my sobs filling the room. He holds me close, stroking my hair to calm me.
Slowly I start to calm down and curl into his side; surprisingly this is where I feel safest.
TREY
As she curls into my side I feel a twinge of guilt, if I had never approached her in the first place, this would never have happened. I should let her go but I can't, I need her with me, by my side, to help me and guide me through the coming storm.
I can't believe he has found me again, Clay Jackson, I didn't think I would have him fuck up my life yet again. And he seems to be more unstable this time than ever before, usually it is just a case of following me wherever I go, this time he has escalated to violence.
Closing my eyes I contemplate running, leaving Roisin and my life here behind me. Start afresh, maybe a new name and another state, or even a different country all together. My heart thumps loudly, like a beating drum in a rock band, so hard it feels as though it will burst out of my chest, just the thought of leaving my red haired beauty behind makes me panic. I have only felt like this maybe twice before, the sweet, young and innocent Charlotte and Vanessa Jackson, ultimately I would have gone to the end of the earth for that woman.

When I had first started seeing Vanessa it was just another fling, just another woman to use for my addiction. That is how callous I am, the way I looked at women. They were just another piece of meat to fuck. I never thought it would turn into something else. Vanessa, beautiful Vanessa, she got me, she understood how I worked, how it wasn’t love it was a need, a craving, like a drug.

What had started out as a one off meeting, soon turned into 3 times a week. I seemed to unlock a passion that has been hidden and it spurred her into being more and more adventurous. I would watch for him leaving for work in the morning. We would then spend the day doing what we wanted most; we must have christened every room in that house. Eventually I had no choice but to use a gag on her, she was so loud whilst in the throws of passion. She would grind herself into my body all the while screaming for more. I was always an attentive lover but with Vanessa all I wanted was more ways to make it adventurous. I took great pleasure from using leather straps to bind her, even going as far as having a leather collar with a chain that connected to an intricate weave of leather straps around her body. The intense way she reacted between the strokes of my fingers and the hard touch of the straps. To see her bound on the bed with her arms behind her back, her eyes covered with a black silk blindfold. My erection bordered on torture at times.

The animalistic growls as I stroked my shaft along her lips, her soft pants for breath as I moved in and out of her mouth. The sharp sound that echoed around the room; when my hand hit the skin of her ass. How we evolved in our games, using leather floggers on each other, the harder the better. That intense pain as the ends of the leather flicked against my balls, the way it drove me to being on the edge of a cliff, the precipice of orgasm always there but just out of reach. She knew exactly how to drive my need for more.

I have never opened up and told anyone about Vanessa, but he was forcing my hand this time, he had involved the only other woman who could drive me insane with need.

ROISIN

Trey had fallen asleep and I got up and crossed to the dresser staring in the mirror, my eyes looked terrible, but then again I hadn’t had much sleep in the last 24 hours either. I had listened intently to everything Trey was telling me, it explained how he could be into the play side of sex, but it was the addiction side I was going to struggle with. Surely if he had an addiction I wouldn’t be enough to keep him satisfied. I would soon become the one who couldn’t satisfy, the one left behind while he explored his addiction more.

Mentally chastising myself for being stupid I carried on staring at myself in the mirror, I think I need a good change and its time to do it. As you know I already have red hair so what better than to go all out there and become a vibrant red. This man made me feel so different about myself so why not become different altogether.

I turned and saw my gorgeous hunk lay on his bed with eyes closed; he looked so peaceful just lay there. A deep tremor started within me and urged me to take control. I slowly crawled along the bed and positioned myself between his legs. Blowing a warm breath along his shaft, giggling to myself as it twitched slightly beginning to thicken and lengthen to the sensation of my breath. His breathing became ragged in reaction to the touch of my tongue against the tip, encouraging me to lick along the whole length. That deep gravelly growl deep in his throat, made my every fibre tingle, supporting myself with my hands on his thighs I took him deep into my throat flicking my tongue into the tip, tasting his saltiness.  Groaning between each drop, this is where I wanted to be with this man, this man who had so many demons to be released.  I closed my eyes tight and took him to the hilt then pulled back sucking hard, his fingers wound their way into my hair and pulled me in closer, I felt myself gag slightly as the pressure of his length I could hear his raspy voice as he gasped “FUCK”

Raising my head my eyes met his, both meeting each other’s lust. Crawling my way up his body until my legs straddled his. I couldn’t hold off any longer, taking his hard length in my hand I guided it to my wet opening and lowered myself slowly, watching his face as my tight muscles closed around his cock taking it all the way, my insides stretch to accommodate him. Slowly grinding myself down onto his groin, I start rocking myself back and forth. His hands caress my thighs, up over my hips. One strokes its way up to my full breasts cupping one whilst the other explores my folds, his thumb making firm circles against my clit. My breath rasps as I begin to lose control. Deep breathing calms me slightly. Closing my eyes once more as he begins to buck beneath my grinding body, his thumb gains more pressure, a deep moan escapes my lips. I try to gain control again but his thumb has all the control. I tremble slightly and lose my balance; he senses this straight away and moves quickly, his cock slips from within me as I moan, he moves from beneath me and quickly repositions himself behind me so we are doggy style. He growls deeply as he guides his cock back inside me and begins to move at a relentless speed. I try my hardest to lean into the pillow but he pulls my head back by the hair. Leaning forward he roughly takes my mouth with his. Biting at my lips between each probe of his tongue.

I feel him tense inside me and this is like a trigger of a gun releasing the bullet. A rush of sensations screams through my body matched by the loud scream as my orgasm envelops me. He grunts between breaths as he works himself in and out of my body, until he pushes himself deep inside me, then stopping still with a loud growl like cry, I can feel his seed spilling into me, his body feels heavy against my back as his head rests on the back of mine. It is then I hear it

“I love you Roisin”

CATHY

“Hi Cathy speaking”

I could hear a muffled sound of someone crying at the other end of the line, “Hello this is Cathy, who’s this please?”

“Cathy its, Roisin I really need to talk to someone I am so confused and could do with a sounding board”

“Roisin hunny why on earth are you crying?  What’s happened, have you had an accident? Are you hurt? Where are you? I will be there as soon as I can”

“Cathy no you cant come to where I am, its not safe, I just need to talk to someone”

“OK you have me worried, now speak lady or I am going to have to hunt you down to find out just what is going on”

“You have to promise me this wont go any further Cathy, I cant say anything until you tell me you wont tell the others”

“FOR GOD SAKE ROISIN JUST TELL ME YOU ARE SCARING ME! WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?”

Sitting back in my chair, I settled to listen.

“I haven’t told any of you yet but I have been seeing Trey, things are getting real heavy between us Cathy, I think I may be falling in love with him. There is a problem though, he has a past, and yes I know we all have things in our past, ex boyfriends and things we don’t want to share. His is different to what you would expect. Cathy he has been in prison in the past for things he did when he was younger. Things happened while he was there that I couldn’t reveal, only he can do that. But those things that happened have made him into the person he is now. He has an addiction that has led to bad things. I cant tell you where we are as one of the bad things has come back to seek revenge. Cathy I am so scared, I love him with all my heart and am so scared I am going to lose him.”

On hearing about Trey and Roisin my stomach tightened to a knot, here I was thinking I was something special after our rampant session on the day we first met our handsome Pastor. I felt saddened that it wouldn’t happen again, but I think I already knew that; it had been almost three weeks since that day but I could still feel everything he did to me. 

“Roisin all I can say is if you truly love him I am so happy for you but I am worried that you will get hurt, guys like Trey Prescott don’t hang around for very long, but if you truly want to be with him I will support you through anything.”

I wanted to tell her that I knew what Trey was like and could understand how she felt. Deep down that hollow feeling of rejection started to hit home. I felt my stomach lurch and begin to churn, a wave of nausea sweeping over me.

“Cathy are you still there?”

I could hear Roisin’s voice at the end of the line, but it had suddenly became distant, the room was spinning and I felt the sudden sensation of rising nausea I dropped my cell and ran for my bathroom, where the contents of my stomach were emptied, I sat back on the cool tiles of the room, tears were streaming down my face, I hated getting sick.  I was fine before I ate breakfast; leaning back I remembered that Roisin was on the phone.

“Roisin I am so sorry I just got so sick. Are you ok?” She was gone, I felt so bad all she wanted was a friend to talk to and I couldn’t even do that.

I went back into the bathroom; the cool water ran from the faucet as I reached for a glass, I still felt nauseous. My head was pounding with every move I made; I headed for the bathroom for some Tylenol before heading for a lie down. I closed my eyes waiting for the sweet relief from the throbbing sensation in my temples. My mind drifted back to that day with Trey, the day I realised that sex wasn’t just a chore, it was actually filled with sensations I had never felt before. As the daydream took me through each orgasm I had shared that day a nagging realisation started to dawn on me, then it got stronger. Slowly sitting up and reaching for my diary, I flicked through the pages then a feeling of deep dread began to hit me, it wasn’t stomach flu I had! OH DEAR LORD PLEASE DON’T DO THIS TO ME!!!

Counting backwards and forwards through my diary over and over didn’t make it any less of a problem or any less of a shock. How could I have been so stupid? I knew he hadn’t used a condom, I should have gone for the morning after pill but I was so lost in how he had made me feel that I didn’t think of it. This isn’t happening it is all in my head. I really can’t do this, I definitely won’t see him again unless that is I am pregnant then I will have to tell him to his face. It was nice while it had lasted all of the one date.

ROISIN

Well that didn’t go the way I planned, I really hoped Cathy could give me some advice on what to do. I hope she is ok; it’s really not like her to be sick. Slumping back onto the bed, propped by the awfully hard motel pillows, my mind drifted through events of the last couple of days.

The calloused hands grabbed at my breasts roughly, the rough pads of his thumbs circling my nipples with increasing pressure. I arched myself pressing ever closer to his body, His right hand travelling down my side following the curve of my waistline, over my hips, round to my inner thighs. Light pressure from his fingers lit every nerve and fibre in my body, my breath caught as I shuddered beneath his touch. My hips bucked slightly of their own accord, urging him for more. His head lowered to my neck, where his lips took possession of my flesh, nibbling at first then taking the skin between his lips, sucking hard, a moan escaped me, as the discomfort travelled through me straight to my inner being. Releasing my skin he moved slightly and started again on a different area, proceeding to do this all the way down to my nipple, where he bit harder causing me to squeal at the shock, the pressure of his sucking pulling my nipple deep into his mouth, a deep growl escaped him, as he continued to get rougher. My breathing became ragged, causing me to gasp between each intake of breath. I gazed at him through hooded eyes meeting his intensity. He growled deeply as his mouth-sought mine, ravaging it with urgency.

My hands traced his back as he drove me insane; my long nails clawing at his skin, lost in this feeling of ecstasy that only he could give me.  Raising himself he moved away, leaving me feeling abandoned, I groaned my disapproval loudly. I was shaken from my erotic stupor by the sound of ripping material.  His hands grabbing mine roughly thrusting them above my head, tightly binding them to the headboard. Wrapping another around my face to cover my eyes. He moved over my body nipping at my skin as he worked. Down lower still, over the flesh of my inner thigh he swirled his tongue, I dug my feet into the mattress raising myself from the bed silently begging him to take me. He rewarded me with a sweep of his tongue through my slit. A loud whine of delight escaped me.

Closing my eyes tightly as the hot feeling of ecstasy started to climb within me, he grabbed my ankles, pushing my legs up and placing them over his shoulders. Before I could catch another breath he drove himself deep into me. His hard length thrusting hard and fast in and out, my whole being was screaming for more, “OH GOD TREY”

His hand clamped over my mouth and a deep gruff voice broke through the panic rising within me. “SHUT THE FUCK UP SLUT”

My eyes flew open at the harshness of the words in a voice I didn’t recognise, I tried to fight him off but he had me shackled so tightly, bucking wildly beneath him rolling my head from side to side the panic of being unable to see, I drag my head around the pillow trying to get some purchase against the blindfold to try and get it off, then my screams are silenced by the roughness of his hand clamping over my mouth…

“ROISIN! ROISIN! BABY WAKE UP”

My hand flew out and caught him straight in the face. I sat bolt upright on the bed and realised I had been dreaming. The sobs racked through my body, it had felt so real. A sudden rising feeling of revulsion had me heading straight to the bathroom, oh god that felt so real, I had just been taken by that vile man in my dream, and those deep intense eyes had burned into me. The retching continued over and over. The only thing that comforted me was the touch of Treys hand as his rubbed my back gently whilst holding my hair away from my face.

I turned and buried my head into his neck and sobbed, this was all too real, and I couldn’t get that man’s face out of my head. In theory he hadn’t done anything, but mentally he was hurting me. That was going to affect everything Trey and I have.

I lurched to the toilet again as more retches forced their way up from my stomach. The bitter taste made me feel worse, then a sudden dawning of dread hit me, I mentally worked out the dates, SHIT I AM TWO WEEKS LATE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!