The Man Of Sin: Chapter 8 - Sex Stories

The Man Of Sin: Chapter 8

... roommate while I was tied to my bed. Once or twice, he even molested me. He would do this thing with his fingers and… ugh, you don’t want to hear about that.” From there, it all erupted into a slurry of words, as everything Helena had bottled up came flooding out. Strange, though, that she was smiling while she spoke, even when she described some of the most terrible moments of her situation. There were times when she began to cry while telling the story, but still, she smiled and even laughed. “Please, Father, I need your advice. I hate him. I hate him so much that I can’t even describe it. So why? Why is that the longer he’s around, the easier it is from him to make me smile and laugh? I’ll think back to all the times he raped Sophie and I’ll remember the sound of her screams of pain, I’ll remember all those humiliating trials he put me through, but then in my mind, I’ll see him with that dog in the park. I’ll remember when he protected me from Sister Olivia and helped me with those muggers. He keeps saying that he’ll win my heart, but I don’t want him to. I don’t want to fall in love with him. I just want to hate him and feel nothing but that. But every day, my will weakens and it becomes harder and harder for me to fight back against him. If I at least knew what I was supposed to do, it would be different. But I’m all alone and I have no clue how to beat him. Please, tell me how I can put a stop to this. How I can make everything go back to the way it was before?” At ...

... last the room was silent, and after some deep breaths, she smiled, gave a sad sigh, and stood up. “I didn’t think so. But thank you… for listening.” Feeling like her soul was a fraction of its weight, she left the hospital and began the walk back to her school. It was a beautiful day, and for that brief reprieve, it felt like nothing could go wrong and everything was as it should be. Then, of course… “Oof!” Helena was knocked to the ground as she turned a corner and bumped into someone. Looking up, she muttered a very unchristian swear. Xavier was looking down at her, a quizzical expression on his face. “Huh. You may not believe me, but I actually had no plans to bother you today, so this is quite interesting.” He offered to help her up but she smacked his hand aside and got to her feet. “Yeah, right. Why else would you bump into me like this?” “I actually had business in town and was making my way back to the school. I’m guessing you’re doing the same. Let’s walk together.” “You’re just going to follow me if I go an alternate route, aren’t you?” “Bingo.” Helena gave a loud groan and strode past him. “You’re not allowed to hold my hand or do anything like that.” Xavier chuckled. “Yes dear.” For the first few minutes, the walking was silent. Helena almost forgot that Xavier was there. Soon enough though, it broke. “You were visiting Father Hauser, weren’t you?” Helen straightened her posture and deepened her voice. “Yes, I was.” “You said before that he was like an actual father ...