[R18] My father is a pervert – “My Father Is a Pervert” Chapter 166 [English]

Chapter 162 Moving around

I was still stunned, my eyes following his back as he left, and saw that he was moving neatly and vigorously, showing the courage of a soldier, and there was no trace of the bloodstains on his back.It wasn’t until he disappeared for a while that I realized what was going on. My legs were still trembling, so I held on to the wall and walked out step by step.

The church practice is austere and fasting, so even though I came here on foot in the morning, Letty would drive to pick me up in the afternoon.Letty was very worried when she saw that I came out much earlier than usual and my steps were sloppy. She was relieved when she heard that I was shocked by the self-flagellating person.

However, what I am ashamed to say is that my strangeness is not entirely due to fright.In my mind, the scene I glimpsed at that time kept reappearing and lingering.In the dark stone room, Luke’s upper body was exposed. He had a strong figure, and his waist was particularly tight and thin. On his broad back, the muscles slid with the movements, and the light and shadow reflected each other, showing the beauty of strength.As the whip fell, interlaced red marks were printed on the perfect body. It was cruel, yet strangely exciting, and full of the charm of being abused.The lust I had suppressed for the past few days suddenly came back wildly after seeing him. My lower abdomen tightened, my legs were sore, and the semen dripped wetly, staining the inside of my thighs.I was ashamed, angry, and discouraged. I felt that these days of self-cultivation were like a joke. I didn’t know whether I should continue to go to church to deceive myself.

However, the next day, I really didn’t want to stay in this house full of memories, so I reluctantly changed my clothes and went to the church.I was ashamed and afraid of bumping into Luke again, but at the end of the day’s practice, he didn’t show up.

The same happened the next day, and I breathed a sigh of relief.Not many people like me have the money and leisure to attend church every day.Most people are considered very religious if they can go to church twice a week.The royal capital is so big, with many large and small churches, and he has responsibilities, so the chance of meeting him again in the future may be very slim.

I just thought about it, and on the third day, I bumped into him again.In the afternoon, I lowered my head and walked to the back courtyard. He came out to meet me, and I almost fell into his arms.Recently, my desire has increased and I am very sensitive to physical contact. When I stepped away in a panic, I stepped on the hem of my body. I gasped and fell backward. Luke’s eyes were quick and he grabbed my waist. He was stunned when he did it. He didn’t expect that my beautiful waist was not full under the loose burqa.At this time, I had already stood upright and felt the heat where he touched me. I jumped away like a frightened rabbit and moved to one side.

he calmed down, saw me again, and blurted out: “Is it you?”

Although I wear a linen robe and cover my head and face like other followers of He, my attire is specially customized by the butler. If you look closely, you can tell the difference between high and low. It is not surprising that He recognizes me.I hid against the wall with my head hanging low. I felt the warmth of his hand still burning on the back of my waist. I couldn’t help but my heart was pounding and my face was burning.He was so ashamed and angry that he didn’t say a word.I just want to go away quickly and stay away from this shameful person like me.

He didn’t leave. He saw that I was covered by a linen robe and huddled up like a little mouse in the corner. I was very pitiful.He’s voice became lower and softer without realizing it, and he said to me: “Sorry, I scared you that day. I didn’t expect anyone to be in the practice room at that time. Do you always use it before evening?”

I don’t know what he wants to do. He doesn’t speak or move.

He didn’t get a response from me and didn’t take it seriously. He said softly: “I will pay attention to avoid it in the future.”

Hearing this, I raised my head involuntarily. Behind the thick veil, only a pair of big blue eyes were revealed, full of desire to speak, looking at him with watery eyes.

Why, will he continue to practice such cruel practices in the future?

Self-flagellation is the way of repentance chosen by the most sinful people. What kind of sin did he commit that made him treat himself like this?

When I saw he, I lost my mind for a moment.This is the first time I have seen his face so close since we met again.Ten years have passed, and the once beautiful young man has become mature and vicissitudes of life due to time and battles. Instead, he is more beautiful than in memory, with a deep charm that makes people fall in love with him at a glance.He’s warm and profound brows, Chunhu’s eyes, with soothing tenderness, looked down at me, giving me the illusion of spring warmth and blooming flowers in this magnificent stone church in the cool autumn.I stared at him blankly, but he was stunned when he saw my eyes.

“You…are…” he muttered.

“Lord Luke! Lord Luke!” A voice suddenly came from the other end of the corridor, interjecting between us. A monk ran over, panting, as if he had been looking for Luke for a long time: “The bishop calls you!”

Luke’s expression darkened without a trace, and he responded: “I know, I’ll be there right away.”

As he said that, he turned his eyes to me again, and I lowered my head and stepped aside.He hesitated to speak, but finally nodded and saluted, and then followed the monk to the back of the church.

In the next few days, I didn’t meet him again.Before evening, I was the only one left in the cloister of solitude.When I passed by that stone room, I recalled the scene I saw that day and couldn’t help but feel moved.This made me even more ashamed. I would lower my head every time, quicken my pace, and leave in a hurry.

Soon the day of the Holy Feast arrived in the middle of the month.On this day, believers will come to the church and share bread and wine, symbolizing dining with the Holy Father.Although the ostentation of the Holy Religion is not as luxurious as that of the Main Religion, the etiquette of these festivals is still very strict.The church has already started fundraising and preparation work, of which I am also a big donor. However, these matters have their own stewards to handle. I only need to wait for the day and attend the ceremony as a believer.

Holy Feast Day is held once a season and is considered a relatively important ceremony. Autumn and winter are the slack periods, so Holy Feast Day is especially grand. People flock to the church to participate in the lessons of this day to make up for the guilt of neglecting their faith.If this day wasn’t so important, I wouldn’t have wanted to come.The middle of the month was almost the peak of my lust, so I took twice as much medication before I could barely get out.

The sacred and magnificent church is crowded with believers, but it is not crowded or noisy.People take communion and pray with reverence for God in their hearts.There were many people today, and the sermon was arranged in the most magnificent hall. The bishop stood on the high platform, looking down at the crowd of people below. He saw them all hanging their heads humbly, which made his mood even higher than before, and his voice more majestic. Many people were moved to tears by the solemn sermon, and some even knelt down directly on the ground, wishing they could dedicate themselves to the Lord immediately and put off their sinful bodies.

While listening to the sermon, I mingled among many men and women. I wonder if I was delusional due to my nervousness. I always felt that the medicine I was taking was slowly losing its effectiveness, and the lust in my body was about to stir. The tips of my breasts stood erect, and the center of my legs seemed to be wet.I closed my eyes tightly, took a few deep breaths, forced myself to immerse myself in the sermon atmosphere, and was brainwashed by those harsh words.This seemed to have an effect. Strong self-blame quickly occupied my consciousness and suppressed those distracting thoughts.