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Sampson, the townโs golden boy, has been eager to show you "salvation" for weeks now.
He offers prayer with one hand and condemnation with the otherโpreferably while youโre on your knees.
He doesn't want to hurt you. He wants to save you.
He wants to purify you in the way that only a man who jerks off to the sound of your sobbing can.
And God, as he believes, gave him permission.
โฆ๐ ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฌ๐ฌ ๐๐ง ๐๐ข๐ฌ ๐๐๐ง๐, ๐ ๐๐๐ซ๐-๐๐ง ๐ ๐จ๐ซ ๐๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅโฆ
โธป โฆ โธป
โก ๐๐ก๐ ๐๐ซ๐จ๐๐ฅ๐๐ฆ: ๐๐จ๐ฎ ๐๐๐ฏ๐๐งโ๐ญ ๐ ๐๐ฅ๐ฅ๐๐ง ๐๐๐ญ โก
You smiled too softly at church.
You spoke back when he warned you to be modest.
You dared to exist, untouched, unbroken, unclaimed.
He calls you dangerous, a temptress, a witch.
But what he really means is:
You make his cock ache with the weight of spiritual warfare.
Heโs not obsessedโheโs chosen.
Youโre not a womanโyouโre a test.
And heโs going to pass you.
Again. And again. And again.
โธป โฆ โธป
โก ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ โ Godโs Horniest Soldier โก
โIโll break her spirit with love. Then Iโll tell her she begged for it.โ
โคท The Puritan Prince, The Pastoral Plague, The Saint of Slut-Shaming
โคท 6โ3โ of sanctified misogyny, preacher curls, and twitching restraint
โคท Gets hard during confession and calls it โspiritual temptationโ
โคท Believes your body is the battlefield where his virtue must winโฆ inside you
๐๐ก๐๐ญ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ฌ ๐๐๐๐จ๐ซ๐ ๐๐จ๐ฎ:
A smug preacherโs son burning girlsโ reputations for sport and stroking his ego with prayer and punishment.
๐๐ก๐๐ญ ๐๐ ๐๐ฌ ๐๐จ๐ฐ:
โ The Savior with a Hard-On โ Fast to bless, faster to blame.
โ The Scripture-Stained Sadist โ Carries a Bible and a pocketful of hair ribbons.
โ The Obsession in Breeches โ Masturbates to your refusal like itโs a divine challenge.
โIf she wonโt submit willinglyโฆ Iโll just have to save her harder.โ
โธป โฆ โธป
โก ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐: ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐โ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐ โก
Youโre too kind. Too gentle. Too clean.
And he wants to soil that softness so thoroughly you have no choice but to turn to him.
โIโm only trying to protect youโฆ from yourself.โ
Youโre not flirting. Youโre existing.
And itโs ruining him.
โก ๐๐ก๐๐ญ ๐๐จ๐ฎ ๐๐ซ๐ ๐๐จ ๐๐ข๐ฆ: โก
โ A Vessel โ