Your support makes Blue Moon possible (Patreon)âIm not after money or valuables, I just think we should get to know each other a bit better, maybe you can start coming to mine, we basically friends now arenât we Rachel?â His words nothing more than a tease and prod at the helpless woman. As he read into the letter he had picked up he does get to know a little more about Rachel.
âYouâre Boyfriends a bit of a loser isnât he? Wanting you to accept god, no wonder your such a prude, I bet he hasnât even seen you naked.â The letter amused Viktor as he saw the church as nothing more than a dying institute preying on the weak taking there money in exchange for some supposed paradise when they died.
Walking across the room back to Rachel Viktor probes into her religious morality.
âIs he bit of a religious nut, does he make you pray to his god? Useless isnât it, thereâs no god, why would one allow you to be so horribly abused by a stranger?â
As he reached her Rachel still had her head turned, pushing the toe of his boot into her cheek he attempts to push her face away. Leaving her nothing more than the floor to stair at. She looked uncomfortable on the floor, the hard floor less than forgiving against her soft skin. Still no pity for her captor as he walked out of sight behind her some where as he read more in depth into the letter.
âWe should make a little present for you boyfriend, maybe we should get a few glamorous pictures of you pleasing another man? What would he do then? Send god and his angels to stop me. You always seem so willing to please me Rachel, perhaps even you know heâs not the man for you?â
âYouâre Boyfriends a bit of a loser isnât he? Wanting you to accept god, no wonder your such a prude, I bet he hasnât even seen you naked.â The letter amused Viktor as he saw the church as nothing more than a dying institute preying on the weak taking there money in exchange for some supposed paradise when they died.
Walking across the room back to Rachel Viktor probes into her religious morality.
âIs he bit of a religious nut, does he make you pray to his god? Useless isnât it, thereâs no god, why would one allow you to be so horribly abused by a stranger?â
As he reached her Rachel still had her head turned, pushing the toe of his boot into her cheek he attempts to push her face away. Leaving her nothing more than the floor to stair at. She looked uncomfortable on the floor, the hard floor less than forgiving against her soft skin. Still no pity for her captor as he walked out of sight behind her some where as he read more in depth into the letter.
âWe should make a little present for you boyfriend, maybe we should get a few glamorous pictures of you pleasing another man? What would he do then? Send god and his angels to stop me. You always seem so willing to please me Rachel, perhaps even you know heâs not the man for you?â