The Breaking
Another day, and another endless succession of excruciating tortures later I remain unbroken. Fortified by my rare night of sleep (and even more so by my burning devotion to Rooni after our secret exercise in heresy), I continue to face the prospect of my hideous end with mad arousal and anticipation.
If it truly is the might of Gora endlessly stoking the fervency of my perversity, she certainly isn’t punishing me by withholding this for the way I abetted Rooni’s sinning. I’m even spurred to fresh heights of frenzy after our encounter.
Whenever my exaltation threatens to lessen, I merely indulge in memories of her: squatting on my face and flooding me up, giggling excitedly as she pumps my erection between her breasts, her big eyes closing with bliss and her thick lips pur
