A Candle Casting A Faint Glow

Can't You See That You're Lost Without Me

The monastery was eerily quiet as Papa lead me back to his chambers, my hand nestled inside his. I felt a sense of excitement at the idea of seeing where he slept. My mind was a blur as we practically ran down a labyrinth of hallways, then suddenly we came upon a set of double doors. I reached out and traced one of the Grucifixes that adorned each door. Papa threw them open and ushered me in.

"Get on your knees, Sister." He growled, kicking the doors closed behind us. Papa started undoing his pants as I knelt in front of him. My whole body trembled in anticipation.

I yanked his pants down to his ankles and went for his underwear, stroking his erection through the fabric. I pulled them down over his hips and wrapped my hand around his dick, stroking from base to tip and back again. I tilted my head down and circled my tongue around the head, then took him all the way into my mouth.

"Papa likes it just like that." His voice was husky as he wrapped a gloved hand around my throat and squeezed gently. I moved my lips up and down his throbbing cock, stroking him off at the same time.

I started sucking him faster and he responded by placing his other hand on the back of my head and slowly rocking his hips in time with my mouth. I was so turned on by his moans and the choking that I could feel myself getting wet.

"Oh fuck I'm gonna cum." He groaned, pressing my head flush with his body so that I was deep-throating his cock. He thrusted into my mouth a few more times until I felt the warmth of his seed filling my throat.

"Now be a good little Ghuleh and swallow." He whispered, sliding out. I obliged, wanting nothing more than to please him.

I stood and walked over to his large bed, sitting at the edge of it. "I think you owe me now, Papa." I smirked, hiking my tunic up over my bare thighs.

"Come here, you." I curled my finger, beckoning to him. I parted my legs, showing him how excited I was for him. He crossed the room in an instant and knelt before me, trailing kisses along the inside of my thigh. His teeth grazed my flesh and then he bit down gently at first, and then a little harder. I almost came undone right then and there.

"I want to taste you." He whispered, two of his fingers slipping inside me. I threw my head back and rubbed myself against his hand, careful to take it easy so I wouldn't explode just yet. I wanted so badly to feel his mouth on me.

Just as he was about make me crash over the edge, Papa pulled his fingers out and grasped my ankles, yanking me closer to the edge of the bed. He put my legs on his shoulders and trailed kisses from my other thigh up to my center. I gasped when his tongue slipped between my folds and circled my clit.

"Mmm." He muttered, pressing his tongue against my throbbing clit, sucking it into his mouth. That alone almost did me in but then he slipped a finger inside me while he devoured my pussy.

"Oh yes, Papa!!" I cried out, burying my fingers in his hair. I rocked my hips in time with his fingers and then my whole body began to spasm as the orgasm overtook me.

Papa looked pleased as he pulled his fingers away and tasted them. "I hope you enjoyed that as much as I did, Sister."

"I think you know I did." I winked, sitting up to give him a kiss as he crawled up onto the bed. "I'm exhausted."

"Heh heh, me too. I think it's time we get some rest, my sweetheart." He took his shirt and jacket off and slipped under the covers with me.

My cheeks warmed hearing him call me sweetheart. "Will you hold me, Papa?" I faced him, tracing his lips with my finger.

"Of course. I'm not going to let you go anytime soon, if I can help it..." He trailed off, looking sad for a split second.

I brushed it off and turned over so my back was to him. I felt his arms come around me and I smiled as he pulled me against his chest. I closed my eyes and fell into a fitful sleep. A sleep filled with what felt like endless nightmares.

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I was downstairs in the meeting hall, standing at a podium with Papa. Dozens of candles casted a faint glow throughout the nearly empty room. I thought it was odd that the other Sisters were nowhere to be found.

I forced my attention back to Papa and his speech. He was saying something like it was nearing the end of his time and that he had to step down from the head role in the church. I felt tears start rolling down my cheeks as he continued to speak.

Six Nameless Ghouls sat in the front row, one of them had been fidgeting nervously while glancing around the room. There was a sudden gust of wind, forceful enough to blow out every candle in the room. Then all the doors slammed open at once and a huge sea of rats poured in.

I heard someone laughing in the darkness but I couldn't see who it was. Then I heard an odd tapping sound and it wasn't until it grew much closer that I knew what it was. A man appeared in the doorway, shrouded in darkness as he twirled a silver-handled cane between his gloved fingers.

"This is the moment of just letting go." He said, absentmindedly stroking one his rats that had climbed up on his cane. It was then that my mind went back to Papa.

I turned toward the podium just in time to see a Nameless Ghoul waving something small in the air. I squinted until I could make out that it was a syringe filled with some sort of liquid. He lunged after Papa, attempting to shove the needle into his neck.

I ran toward the both of them, reaching out toward my Papa in hopes of saving him. The rat man stuck his cane in my path and I went down, my head slamming hard into the marble floor.

I saw Papa collapse near the podium and struggled to crawl towards him, blood pouring down my forehead. "Don't you fucking touch him!!"

The stranger waved his cane in the air and, as if on command, the rats suddenly swarmed me. They covered every inch of my body, even my face. They lapped up my blood and bit into my flesh. I cried out and shoved them aside. I managed to catch a glimpse of two Nameless Ghouls dragging Papa's body away. I started to sob, letting the rats take over my body again. I couldn't go on without Papa, there was no way in Hell. So I did what I thought was best and closed my eyes, succumbing to my impending death.