Back to the ass

Your brain is clouded with pleasure but through it a beam of light strikes you, a moment of resolute determination and knowledge that the Lord has commanded you to debase your body, to feel the pain and suffering of mankind through anal sex. You draw yourself forward and reach back, the mans shaft draws out of you as you lower yourself and steer the thrusting rod between your buttocks.

You can feel the wetness of the cock followed by the sudden glorious agony of his shaft punching its way into your bottom, it delving deep and long into your behind. The man scarcely even slows on his thrusting, fucking your tight behind hard and fast. Surely the Lord was guiding you before, showing you that if you first wet the cock with the juices of your own body then the anal penetration is easier.

The pain is present but not as rampant as before, but you know that this must be what you should be doing. Perhaps the amount of pain you receive is related to the sin of the man banging your ass? Maybe the knowledge that you are doing Gods work is why the pain is more subdued and there is a twinge of pleasure as you receive the meaty pole of man. The man grunts out.

"You really like it up the ass, a real anal princess. I don't know which hole is best, you're a fucking sex master, a fucking goddess of fucking. Oh God, I'm going blow!"

The blasphemy makes you instinctively react with a cry of 'language' but it chokes in your throat as a gasping moan takes it's place and you once again recall the original commandment of receiving a facial, but he said he was going to blow, do you have time?