The Pastor Of Kink

by Williams, Debbie

  “WHAT THE FUCK? This is the first time you have ever spoken to me and you do that? While I am on a school trip, just what the actual fuck mister? You are seriously deluded if you thought I was going to drop my panties because you did that” Turning on my heel I stormed off back in the direction of where I had left Andrea and the children. With each step my anger built, that man had a nerve. I was in such a state of angry shock that I didn’t notice the tree root sticking up out of the ground; I caught my foot and felt myself hit the ground. I screamed loudly and grabbed my ankle, the pain was unbearable, I was pretty certain it was broken before I even looked down at it. When I finally opened my eyes what I saw made me retch. Oh Tessa you have really done it this time girl, my foot was turned inward with a piece of bone showing through broken skin, it had already started swelling and bruising. I didn’t get a chance to scream for help; there he was by my side he had ripped his shirt off and was already binding my ankle tightly. His strong arms scooped me up from the ground as though I were a feather; in the safety of his arms I dissolved into floods of tears. As we arrived at the clearing where Andrea was sat with the children, he told her to call the driver of the bus to help her get the children back to school so he could take me straight to the hospital.

  Once I knew the children were all safely on the bus I let the tears flow, the pain was so intense. Trey looked very concerned as he placed me carefully into his truck. All he needed was a flashing light to alert other traffic. The engine was roaring as we sped along the road, he screeched to a halt outside the emergency room, he lifted me gently and carried me into the treatment area, bypassing the waiting room, I guess being a Pastor he got permission to do that. I couldn’t help but smile a little at the admiring glances from the nurses; he did look extremely hot in just a white vest after his shirt had been used as a bandage for my broken ankle. I glanced down and realised the shirt was soaked with blood. I began to panic; Trey called for help and was quickly hustled into a cubicle. I couldn’t believe it when he sat on the chair with me still in his arms; he held me so tenderly and spoke gently to allay my panic. I rested my head against his shoulder, taking comfort in the calmness of his voice.

  TREY

  Well what I thought was going to be a quiet day had certainly changed pace. I don’t know why I felt the need to have to follow the school bus. I know I have a problem but as much as my heart was telling me to stop due to the feelings I had for Roisin I couldn’t stop myself. Tessa seemed to attract me in a perverted way. I had only got a glimpse of her as she walked down to the school, in those shorts; WOW those legs went on forever. My cock had jumped to attention at the sight of those legs; I really need to find a group to discuss the relapse I was having. You really would think after meeting Roisin that my horniness would have settled. Even more so after being accosted by the female version of myself, but no it had made things worse. That woman had scared the life out of me with how full on she was but I think I liked the fact she was kinky and liked her men tied up.

  After the initial ambush at my house, Becca had then taken complete control. I had quite enjoyed having my hands tied to the headboard and my legs tied to the base. When she straddled me and helped herself to what she wanted, I just about blew my load there and then. She had rubbed herself along my length over and over until I was so hard it was painful. My erection stood proud as she lowered herself taking me deep inside before she started to rotate her hips. Slowly grinding against my body, she was tight and wet. It was intense not being in control; sure I had done this before but never as the submissive one. As if that wasn’t enough I found myself wanting someone else. I really felt the need to be inside Tessa, although that would now have to be put on hold after today’s accident, it was seriously looking like Tessa was facing a stay in hospital.

  TESSA

  I screamed in pain as the doctor examined my ankle. He just needed to do some x-rays but it was a displaced compound fracture. I needed surgery to put a plate in it, what on earth was I going to do now? I had never had surgery of any kind and was terrified. I felt the surge of panic building inside and the tears started to flow again. Trey seemed to be on another planet, he looked deep in thought. A loud sob choked its way out of me quickly bringing Trey back to the land of the living. Taking my hand he held it to his lips and kissed it gently “hey, hey no tears now, come on those pain meds must be kicking in for you by now” Another loud sob as I was overcome by another wave of panic. “You don’t understand I am terrified of having surgery, what if I don’t wake up? What if they can’t fix it? Oh god what if they have to cut it off” I started to shake uncontrollably as my fear took over every fibre of my body. Before I knew what was happening he had climbed onto the bed beside me and had me snuggled into the side of him. This man was unreal, surely this wasn’t normal behaviour for a Pastor, to help someone in his or her time of need I could understand but to stay and give this much support just didn’t seem right. Maybe he was really interested in me after all. I could get used to this kind of treatment if he was. I sniffled as my sobs began to subside and closed my eyes to totally calm myself.

  I was woken by the cubicle curtain being pulled back and Trey gently laying me back onto the bed. My head felt light and I felt little pain, the meds had kicked in big time. I felt my bed begin to move as the orderly wheeled me to the surgery for my ankle to be fixed. Trey held my hand all the way to the doors and bent forward to kiss my forehead. “Don’t worry I will let the girls know what has happened and I will be here when you wake up”?

  A nurse placed little pads upon my chest. I flinched as the anaesthetist inserted a cannula into the back of my hand “now then Tessa lets hear you count to ten” Mask over my face “1, 2, 3………………”

  CHAPTER SEVEN

  “Tessa? Tessa? Wake up Tessa, it’s all over”, the voice seemingly coming into focus from afar, opening my eyes and being greeted by a soft smile and enquiring eyes “How do you feel sweetheart?” He was still here, he had promised he would be here when I came back and he is. I tried to speak but all that came out was a croaky shaky voice, I moved slightly and felt a rush of pain from my ankle, tears immediately threatened, this had to be up there with one of the worse days of my life. I seemed to be floating in and out of a dream, a dark, pain filled dream, then bright lights of heaven with a beautiful smile and eyes greeting me, back to the dark pain filled dream. If this was what surgery is like I don’t like it. My eyes burned with the build up of tears that threatened to overflow. I could hear a female voice telling the angel he needed to leave for a while. “No don’t make him leave” I could hear myself saying the words, but nothing was coming out of my mouth, I tried to get up but was hit by that intense pain again, what have they done to me, surely if they fixed it I wouldn’t be getting pain. Had they removed my foot? No wait please wait

  OH MAN poor Tessa was definitely out of it on whatever drugs they had given her post surgery. She is in and out of sleep and keeps saying she can see an angel. I felt heartily sorry for her as I was sat beside her she was a sorry sight to see. Her tall frame looked sexy though in that surgical gown. I mentally chastised myself for thinking these thoughts, the poor woman has just had surgery and I am sat here thinking how fine her body looks. I stood to stretch my legs and took another glance as I decided coffee would be a good distraction. Adjusting my shorts slightly as I felt a familiar sensation starting. The top of her gown had been pulled down to allow access to the monitoring pads; the rise and fall of her breasts as she slept had my attention. I hadn’t realised how ample they were, I could picture running my tongue around her nipples while my hand explored her lower region. Fingers exploring her mound whilst I fisted my erection.

  Shaking my head I walked out to get coffee, I was starting to get seriously concerned at how often my fantasies were occurring, taking my cell phone out of my pocket I searched for the nearest addiction meeting group. Damn the nearest one was over 50 miles away. I seriously needed to speak with a counsellor; this was getting out of control. D
owning the hot liquid I threw the cup into the garbage can and headed back to check on Tessa. As I get back to the ward I see a gaggle of familiar faces.

  “TREY is she ok?” we all seemed to ask the question at the same time, poor man will be feeling hen pecked at this rate. We sounded like a group of clucking mother hens. “What exactly happened and why were you with her? Surely she will have been in school at that time?”

  By the time he had relayed the story about the school trip and how he was out taking a walk and came across poor Tessa on the ground, we must have all soaked our panties many times over. That man could talk any woman into an orgasm with his rich toned, smooth-as-chocolate voice. This is Cathy by the way just in case you were wondering. I was thrown off by the stone-faced look Roisin was giving us all as we oohed and aahed in response to his story telling. Something just didn’t seem right here I mean why the hell would she be throwing dirty looks? At the end of the day, I am the one he fucked into the next decade just a few weeks ago, and let me tell you it has taken me until now to get over it.

  Come to think of it Becca has a face on her too, something seems really off here and I wish I knew what was going on, I am glad I wasn’t on the end of the evil look she just threw in Roisin’s direction. Roisin has never been backward at coming forward, and will scratch anyone’s eyes out if they piss her off enough, she didn’t have that red hair and accent for nothing. Remember Deborah Kerr in the Quiet Man well Roisin made her look like a beginner. I had seen many a man cower when she started screaming abuse.

  In fact the more I think about the sour atmosphere between us all the more I cant help but wonder if there is a bit of jealousy going on. I hadn’t said who it was I had been with but the girls knew I had been with someone. Especially the next day when I was walking rather gingerly, I can honestly say I felt like I had been impaled for a few days. I closed my eyes and remembered how he had made me scream with his tongue as he worked me with his fingers, squeezing my thighs together as I felt myself quicken just thinking about it.

  ROISIN

  I swear if I get one more filthy look thrown in my direction by Becca, I am going to go and trail her across the room and let her know what I am thinking with my fist. I don’t know what her problem is but the last couple of days she has been very short when speaking to any of us. If you ask me she needs to go find herself a man and get fucked, she is way too uptight, in fact she is so uptight she should be wearing a broom up her ass. Besides this isn’t the place to be trying to start a fight we are here for Tess and nothing else. “So Trey what exactly have they had to do to her ankle?” I loved the way his brow lifted as he heard my voice, in fact to be truthful it didn’t matter who I spoke to they all commented on my Belfast accent and I still remember perfectly how he made me feel, when we were lay in one another’s arms the next morning just cuddling and getting to know one another better. A bit late I know especially as we had done so much in the hours before.

  My insides tensed as I noticed yet another filthy look being aimed in my direction, I don’t think I can keep my mouth closed much longer. “WHAT IS YOUR FECKING PROBLEM BECCA?” I snapped out at her. Trey looked up with a slightly worried look on his face, which I thoroughly understand him doing. I mean we are here for our friend and not to fight one another. Becca reacted with a loud huff and turned away. Yeah bitch you know better than to cross me, I argued inside my head. This would wait for now but once we were out of earshot of anyone else I would be warning her off good and proper.

  BECCA

  I sighed loudly and turned away as I was tackled by Roisin for the look I had given her, I really hadn’t meant to but I was so confused, usually I would use and abuse and walk away but this time I had let my guard down and was insanely jealous of any of them looking at him. I had mentioned playing Dom with a new guy and how he had loved every minute of it, but its not like I am going to tell the whole world that the towns new Pastor likes to get a finger up his ass while fucking. I really need to try and be careful before this all blows up in my face and I get a slap for the pleasure.

  “Well hello ladies, Tess has just started to come round after her operation, they have had to put a pin and a plate in her ankle, it was a terrible mess. She had broken the bone, which was quite obvious as I reached her, the bone was protruding through the skin, and so it was best that I got her here pretty quick. Only reason I was there in the first place was I was trying to have some quiet time to contemplate my sermon on Sunday. She has just been moved to her room so they have said you can all see her briefly, Roisin can I have a word with you at some point please? Nothing serious I just have to give you a message”

  “Of course you can Trey, we can let the others go in first” I felt the butterflies start as he made his way toward me, I couldn’t take in how muscular his legs were and those shoulders were massive. I didn’t need to even think about anything else, those legs had been wrapped over my legs not two mornings ago, and those arms had held me close while he had moved himself in and out of my body. Those hands had wrapped themselves within my hair while he had fucked me harder than I have ever been before. The girls went in to see Tessa but had both cast glances over their shoulders. Once they were out of sight he grabbed my hand and pulled me into a linen cupboard, closing the door behind us and turning the lock. Before I knew what was happening he had me pinned against the door with his hand unzipping my shorts. His mouth crashed against mine roughly, I gasped for breath as he pulled away slightly, licking my lips with his tongue. His hand found its goal, his fingers sliding between the folds, as his fingers worked themselves slowly in and out of my body, his thumb circled my clit. A stifled groan escaped me as he searched my mouth with his tongue. My legs trembled as I struggled to gain control of the racing hormones.

  “Roisin you have no idea what you do to me, I feel as though I cant breathe when you are near, my whole being screams out for your touch and to be with you. There was no way I could have waited any longer without this, it may be a stolen moment for now but please baby meet me tonight, in fact come and have dinner I am sure I have some mac and cheese in the cupboard, my cooking skills are not that amazing I’m afraid. I just know I need to be in you and soon”

  “Of course I will, I haven’t stopped thinking about last time, and I need you too” Was this really happening, could this lanky redhead with the strange accent really be this lucky, could she really have snared the most handsome man ever? His fingers and thumb still worked their magic and I bit my lip, hard enough to draw blood, the metallic taste lingering on my tongue. This was wrong we couldn’t do this not here; grabbing his hand to stop him I whispered, “this can wait until later big boy”

  “FUCK I don’t believe you stopped me baby, but be warned there will be no stopping later, if you thought what we shared last time was hot you have no idea what is coming after dinner. I am going to head on now but I will see you later say 7pm on Friday? Oh and you wont be going home all weekend” I winked as I zipped her shorts and unlocked the door. I placed a gentle kiss on her lips and left. Her eyes were glazed over and her lips red from where my mouth had been. I knew by the look she had that she felt the same way.

  Just like that he left, I placed my fingers on my lips and smiled could this really be the one, surely it was too soon to feel this way about a man, he had only been in town a week. I made my way to Tessa’s room, and walked straight into Becca as she came out of the door. If looks could kill I would have been in my grave. Not a word spoken just the look from hell as she walked away. I felt my temper bubbling into action, I needed to keep my mouth shut, it was too soon to be going public, I mean it could just be sex and could quite easily turn to nothing. I watched as she walked down the hall, a quick glance over her shoulder and there it was again, that look. No way could I hold it back, I set off after her. As I turned the corner the elevator door had just closed, so I headed for the stairs.

  At the bottom I entered the main entrance area to the hospital, to see Becca leaving the building. My temper had taken
control and I was ready to say my piece. I ran after her, I must have seen the red mist because before I knew what I was doing I had grabbed her short hair and pulled her back. She fell to the ground heavily and looked up in dismay. I still had her by the hair and straddled her, leaning forward, I got right into her face, “this is the only time I am going to say this bitch, one more look like you have been giving me this afternoon and I am going to show you just what the Irish temper looks like. If this has made you worried then believe me you will take heed, as this is me still relatively calm, do you understand?” she just stared up at me in total shock, no reply “DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME?” She nodded her head and swallowed back what I can only presume was a sob; her eyes had reddened and had turned watery. I stood up, tidied myself up and headed back inside. I don’t think she will be a problem after that.

  By the time I had got back to where Tessa was I was totally calm but did feel a little ashamed of how I had behaved, we were all supposed to be friends. Back in Belfast you had to state your claim or some slapper would have her way and you would be left alone. I had soon learnt that I needed to stand up for myself.

  I rushed to the bedside and gave Tessa a hug, she looked such a sorry sight, all spaced out on morphine, she managed to raise a smile though so Cathy and I smiled at one another safe in the knowledge that our friend would be fine even if she was a little broken at the moment. I decided to make my excuses and make my way home; after all I had a big night to prepare myself for.