uwu shit gets religious w Scrim

                                    

                                          
His tattooed hand held my chin firmly, forcing me to look up at him from where I was on my knees.  
                          
"Are you ready to repent for your sins, babygirl?" His voice was deep, a smirk toying at the sides of his mouth as I nodded. "Good, now tell God what you're sorry for."
                          
"Please," I faltered, not finishing the sentence quickly enough. Scott's hand connected with my cheek, leaving it stinging. 
                          
"God has to believe you're truly sorry before I can forgive you, and your little 'shy' act isn't gonna work here," his hand was back to my chin, reaching to pull at the rosary around my neck. "Unless the little mutt's too dumb to speak, I'm sure you can prove you're sorry other ways."
                          
He didn't wait for my answer, pulling me up by the rosary, turning me towards the wall then slamming me against it. His lips pressed against the back of my neck, slowly turning into him biting down hard. I whimpered, my thighs squeezing together. He slid his knee between my legs, forcing them to stay open. 
                          
He chuckled as I slowly ground against his thigh, I could feel him lift up my skirt to get a better view. "What a stupid little mutt, grinding all on her God's thigh. It's almost pathetic, you're willing to rub on anything when your cunt's just a little wet." 
                          
All I could do was nod, agree that I was pathetic, that I couldn't control myself. 
                          
"And that's what gets you in trouble baby girl, when God tells you there's no touching allowed I mean it. And you can't hide it. Since you're so fucking pathetic I bet you'll be fine getting off on my thigh, hm? As of right know you don't even deserve to look at my cock."



                          
Yo wassup this shit is short and not well written but I wanted to get something out