The honored guest in killing the lawbreaker-Parnoth would be spilling heretic blood in the service of the Ministry, the Castigator and the Law. It was...quite possibly the highest service to the Pantheon possible, save sacrificing one's self while enforcing or upholding the Law.A huge oblong platinum chime resounded by the stroke of an ornamental ram swung by two Protectors, the Castigator's personally hand-picked guard, and judging by their imposing physical builds apparently chosen chiefly for. Then I took a couple of her on her mobile to her ‘boyfriend’. Then it was time for the bondage. I tied her wrists together, and to the back of the office chair, and took a couple of photos. Then I wheeled her over to the other desk. Taking out a large, shiny red ball-gag I said, ‘Open up.’ She baulked slightly at the size of the rubber ball, but opened her mouth wide. The ball popped in behind her teeth, and I buckled the strap at the top of her neck. She looked up at me wide-eyed. My right hand picked up her black lacy knickers from the floor, and I smelt them. The smell the odour from her pussy made my dick even harder straining my shorts.My left hand went down my shorts, and I took my dick in it and began moving up and down the shaft. I quickly dashed out of the bathroom when I heard her turn off the shower. I went straight into my bedroom and locked the door. I took off my shorts and laid back on my bed on my front smelling her panties. I started to rub my cock up and. WAP..WAP..WAP. I wrapped my arms under hers and grabbed her shoulders. I held her firmly down on my cock. Then I started thrusting into her like piston with long hard deep strokes. " OMG! OOOOOOHHHHHH! STOP! STOP! AAAAAHHHHH!". The feel of her tight pussy, milking my cock sent shivers of excitement through my body as I slammed into her unrelenting. Her cunt was resisting each thrust now, clamping down in a vain attempt at stopping each subsequent penile impalement. Tears were running down her.