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The Man Of Sin: Chapter 9

Date: 5/18/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Anal, Blowjob, Cruelty, Cum Swallowing, Extreme, Group Sex, Hardcore, Incest, Lesbian, Males / Females, Non-consensual sex, Oral Sex, Prostitution, Rape, Teen, Torture, Violence, Author: Sage Of The Forlorn Path, Rating: 93.8, Source: sexstories.com

does the future mean for you?” The fire in her eyes flared back up. “I’ve always been resolute in my goal, and your tricks won’t change that.” Xavier stared her, his face unreadable. “I want to see if that’s true. Come on, let’s go somewhere more private.” Having paid for their coffees, Xavier took her to a quiet area of the city and sat down with her on a bench. “I want to see what your future looks like.” She stared at him quizzically. “What are you talking about?” “I want to see what your mind creates when you imagine your future.” “Wait… you mean read my mind?! No way! Never!” “Relax, I don’t dig into anything. Besides, I let you into my mind, remember? All of those memories I shared with you? Just think of it as putting on a presentation. You won’t show me anything you don’t want to.” Even after everything that had happened between them, Helena struggled to find a reason to say no. She wanted to say it, she knew she should, but when she looked at him, she couldn’t remember why. “Ok, but no weird stuff.” Xavier gave a small smile and reached out towards her. She scrunched herself up, fearing his touch, but strangely became calm when Xavier placed his hands on her cheeks, so gently she almost didn’t feel him at first. His palms were warm. With the connection made, she felt a channel open up in her mind, like someone had just put a window in her forehead and all her thoughts could be seen. Not wanting to show Xavier anything he could use against her, she focused only one ... her aspirations. The image appeared before her mind’s eye, and she knew Xavier could see it. She was standing at the Pope’s side, carrying a ceremonial halberd and dressed in the uniform of the Swiss Guard with a look of stoic pride on her face. But… that was it. Try as she might, she couldn’t deepen the fantasy beyond that. For a moment, an image of her and her fellow guards fighting off assailants flashed in her mind, but was crushed by her rational mind questioning the likelihood of such an event actually happening. After all, when was the last time the Pope had been attacked? “I thought as much. Joining the Swiss Guard isn’t your real goal. It’s just the best you can come up with. You’re afraid of leaving Rome but you have nothing to go on but your faith, so you want something that will let you put your violent zealotry to use. It’s not the future that you’re looking towards; you’re just desperate for a way to remain in the present.” Helena didn’t respond, realizing now that there was undeniable truth to his words. Before, that image of her in that uniform had been all the motivation she needed, but now Xavier was showing her the hollowness she had always ignored. “Now, how would like to see your future if you join me?” Before she could answer, the world around them was blurred and distorted as if they were phasing out into a parallel universe. It was just like Xavier’s memories, but now when reality solidified, they had moved forward in time. Rome wasn’t very different ...