1. The Man Of Sin: Chapter 7


    Date: 5/5/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, BDSM, Bondage and restriction, Oral Sex, Author: Sage Of The Forlorn Path, Rating: 93.8, Source: sexstories.com

    powers would keep them safe, she immediately wrapped her arms around his waist and held on for dear life, especially on the turns. As well as the tourist attractions, he brought her to places that had nothing to do with Rome or her history, but were interesting nonetheless. They were little pockets of amazement that Helena had never known existed, but he showed her to and made her laugh and smile against her will. At many historical landmarks, he would show her more of his memories, letting her see Rome the way the city had been in its prime. The longer the date progressed, the harder and harder it became to keep from smiling, laughing, and dare she say even enjoying herself. Every grin slipped free easier than the last, and was all the brighter. The Roman Forum was bustling with life, with citizens in togas and tunics buying and selling merchandise from across the empire with coins bearing the face of Caesar. Helena moved through the mental projection, amazed by everything from the smell of fresh fruits to the calls of wild animals. The air itself was rich with culture, with Helena wishing she really could travel back in time and insert herself into this web of life. She jumped when she felt Xavier put his arm around her. “Look at that handsome bastard go.” He was pointing at someone through the crowd, and Helena’s eyes widened realized it was his past self. Dressed in the clothes of the citizens, the young Xavier was gambling in the street and winning gold from his ...
    opponents with every roll of the dice. He looked exactly as he did now, but he spoke in Latin when he bragged and told the losers to pay up. Sitting on the back of the scooter, Helena was struggling to work up her courage. Goddamnit, this was humiliating. She tugged on his sleeve. Xavier pulled over and turned to her. She shied away, unable to believe she was about to ask something from him. The look on her face was the one she had worn all day when he placed that vibrating hex on her panties. “Can… can we go to St. Peter’s Basilica? It’s just over there.” She expected him to laugh or ridicule her in some way, but instead he simply nodded. “Of course.” They drove over to the Vatican, parking in the tourist garage, and made their way inside. The cavernous cathedral left her breathless, the beauty of the walls, floor, and ceiling filling her with warmth. She didn’t even bother to hide her smile, feeling like she was going to start crying in joy. Xavier placed his hand on her shoulder. “Is this your first time coming here?” “No, Rosewood University has yearly fieldtrips here for every class. But this is just my favorite place in the world. Ever since I was a little girl, I knew that I would end up here as a member of the Swiss Guard. When I’m here, I truly feel…” She trailed off. “You were going to say “I truly feel God’s love” or something like that, weren’t you?” She swatted his hand off his shoulder. “Someone like you doesn’t deserve to be here. You should have burst into flames the ...
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