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Nina was not the kind of person who was in the habit of judging people, so she really could not understand why she did not like Dave, the manager of her building complex. The man hadn't done anything to earn her dislike, far from it. Once or twice he had covered for her when the money from her telemarketing job fell a little short of paying the rent on time. He was always polite, and seemed to go out of his way to see to it that no one had to wait more than 48 hours for a repair.
Maybe it was the way his eyes seemed to undress her whenever she ran into him on the street. Or the fact that his side job was running the Adult Bookstore in the little strip mall just a block away. Whatever it was, Nina felt, she probably was being unfair to Dave. So she tried to never let him see her "dislike".
So when Dave rang her doorbell one Saturday afternoon, she tried to be as friendly as possible. "A little early to be collecting the rent, isn't it Dave?"
"Not looking for the rent, Nina. But I would like to talk to you, if you don't mind?", he said smiling.
"Sure, C'mon in, I just made some coffee, want some?" When Dave nodded she got down her two favorite coffee mugs. "Anything in yours?"
"Nope, I like my coffee like I like my women, hot 'n black". When Nina tensed, "Dave added, "I'm sorry, that was sexist wasn't it? But I won't lie to you, you are very pretty. In fact I can't understand why there aren't men knocking down your door."
Nina looked at him with mixed emotions. She did like being told she was pretty. She thought herself plain, when she looked in the mirror. Just under 5'7, with the figure of a young girl just barely past puberty, hazel eyes, and caramel colored skin, she felt she was nothing special. But she wasn't sure she liked Dave finding her attractive.
But for some unknown reason, she also felt deep fear at the idea that Dave found her "pretty". In fact, the idea that he paid any attention to her as a woman made her blood run cold.
Trying to keep the ice out of her voice, Nina said, "I'm sure my social life isn't what you came by to talk about."
"No, you're right. Actually, I'm here to hopefully help you out. How would you like to make at least triple the money you're making now?" Seeing the expression on Nina's face Dave quickly added. "Don't worry, you won't being doing anything illegal or immoral."
"Well sure, I'd love to make more money. What kind of job are we talking about? I mean we are talking about a job?"
Dave grinned "Of course a job. Something I think that you are just perfect for." Dave went on to explain how the building complex had recently been bought by a non-Christian religious order. They needed a receptionist, one with a very modest, chaste life-style, and hopefully a Woman of Color to help them have a more acceptable image in the community, since at present, their Brotherhood was all White. "When they asked me if I knew of anyone who could fill their needs, I instantly thought of you. When I told them about you, they all but promised me that the position was yours if you wanted it."
"Gee Dave," Nina said, "I don't know how to thank you."
"Don't worry, Nina, seeing you working for The Brotherhood, and seeing that will enable you to meet your needs, well that will be all the thanks I need."
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On Monday morning, after dressing in the most conservative outfit she had: a navy blue skirt that fell several inches below her knees, a white turtle-neck sweater, black blazer, navy blue tights, and flat shoes, Nina boarded the Cross-town bus and went to the address Dave had written down for her.
The neighborhood seemed a little seedy, even seedier than her run-down part of town, and oddly quiet for that time of day. Nina was a little nervous until she found the address, which turned out to be an old catherdral-like Lutheran church with attached three story parsonage and school.
A tall, extremely large bald man dressed in a gray monk-type robe answered the door when she ran the bell. "AHHH," he breathed, "you must be Nina. You are expected. Will you come in?"
As Nina entered another man, who could have been the first's twin, except for a face that was covered with hundreds of tiny scars was just descending down the interior staircase. "If you will follow me, I will take you to see the Abbot", the second man said.
Nina followed him down a long hallway, and thru a set of double doors. As the Nina stepped thru the double doors she saw yet another large bald headed man, this one heavily bearded sitting behind a large desk. The man ahead of her motioned for her to sit in a chair just to the side of the large desk.
"I am glad you chose to come here today, Nina. Dave has told us much about you, and I and the other Brothers were sure you would be everything we needed." something about the way he was looking at her made Nina nervous. "Yes, now that I have seen you, there is no doubt." The smile that he gave Nina was truly evil, and she suddenly knew that she had made a terrible mistake coming there. This was some sort of horrible cult, she was suddenly sure.
She was about to stand up, try to get up and flee, when she felt strong, large hands on her shoulders holding her down.
"Dave wasn't sure, so I will ask, are you a virgin Nina?" Hope sprang up in Nina's heart as she nodded her head yes. Maybe they would let her go, then she realized her mistake, "weird cults preferred virgins", she thought. "Good, tho personally I do believe the rape of virgins is vastly overrated.", the Abbot said, "and it certainly wouldn't do for the particular rite we need you for if you were, shall I say, loose"
Weakly, Nina heard her self mutter, "Oh God, I'm going to be raped!"
He smiled, and to Nina's eyes, it almost looked warm and sincere, "Rape is such a nasty word, so full of negative meanings. We prefer to call what we do to poor repressed women like yourself, Liberation. Perhaps you may even enjoy yourself before we are done." He smiled again,"Believe it or not we really would prefer that you enjoy it in the end. But enjoy it or not, you WILL be used as we desire and as long as we desire."
Nina heard the doors double doors behind her open, and the sound of many feet come rapidly toward her."Brothers, will you take her and prepare her?"
Filled with terror, Nina tried to struggle, she really did. But she was powerless in the hands of the gray robed men. She tried to scream, but after a few well paced slaps to the sides of her head, she only whimpered. Hands literally ripped the clothes from her body, as she was flung from one silent, large, bald, gray robed man to another. Someone jabbed her with a needle and she fell unconscious as she was picked up and carried from the Abbots office.
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Nina found herself slowly coming to, in that warm place one is in when ending a long much needed rest. She tried to open her eyes, but to her her terror, she found that she could not. No, she could, but she was blindfolded and gagged. She tried to bring her arms to her face, when suddenly strong hands gripped her arms and her legs, so that she could not move.
"We may begin", she heard someone say, as her legs were pulled widely apart. A rough hand began to rub between her legs, spreading a warm, fragrant oil on the outside of her vagina, before fingers of that same rough hand entered her, gently pumping in and out. Nina tried to struggle, tried to pull away from those hands, but even more strong hands held her gently, but firmly in place.
"Is there anyone here who hates women?", she heard a voice boom."Is there any man here who enjoys torturing female flesh? Let that leave now, or face our swift and awesome wrath!" The way that deep voice boomed and echoed, Nina's mind was suddenly filled with the image of herself being held naked on what was once, in a Christian church, the altar! "Brothers! Seekers! Friends! Do we not love the flesh of a women?"
And with a roaring sound that can only be heard in packed stone sanctuaries came the reply, "We love the flesh of women! We love the warmth of their cunts, the heat of thei asses! "
"And do not we have the natural right to sink our manhood powerfully in the flesh of women? To feel our pricks wrapped by their lovely flesh, buried in their hot, dark holes? to use them till we are sated, than use them again?"
"We have that right!" hundreds of voices roared back, their power freezing the blood of Nina, even as her pussy was responding against her will to the continuing rubbing, probing, and oiling of rough hands.
Now Nina heard the Abbot speaking to the men in the room. No woman had the right to deny herself to another man, the Abbot told them. It was against the natural order. The Brotherhood existed to bring men to the knowledge of their Universal ownership of all females over the age of 12, to teach them how to bring out a woman's long repressed natural need and desire to be filled almost continuously by cock, and to teach the difference between rape and ravishment. The Brotherhood also raised funds and provided sanctuary for men who were accused of non-violent "Date Rape" or "statutory rape".
"To hurt a woman with your cock is no evil. You are not to be blamed if her passages are too tight for your manhood!" Nina heard laughter as the fingers began to pump even harder, and as she realized (with disgust at herself) that she didn't want the hands between her legs to stop. She was being molested! How dare her body find pleasure in what those hands were doing to her.
"In fact, I confess that I find the sound of a woman screaming, music to my ears as I enjoy the depths of her being, and an aid to my pleasure. But if a man enjoys beating or torturing a woman, he must find one who will submit to those desires of her own free will. That is, if he would be even a Friend of our Society."
Nina felt her terror lessen a little as she realized she would not be tortured or hurt in addition being raped. Perhaps they would.....but the Abbot was still speaking.
"Tonight, we have 13 men who take the final step from Seeker to full Brother. Through the Rite of Awakening they shall begin the process of service to you!" At that point the blindfold was removed from Nina's eyes, and if the she had not been gagged, her scream of terror would have been deafening as she beheld the man who had been playing with her pussy!
The man standing between her legs was the largest human being she had ever seen, standing close to 7 feet tall, wide as three normal men standing side by side, thick bodied, and completely naked except for a leather hood that covered his entire is face except for holes for eyes, mouth and nose. That was frightening enough. But what filled her with terror was the size of the man's penis, which looked to be well over 14 inches long, and as thick as her fist! It was thickly veined, and oddly twisted, and seemed to twist and jump and jerk of it's own accord.
As if he could hear her silent scream, the giant smiled at her, and began to rub the head of that insanely huge cock up and down the slit between her legs.
The voice of the Abbot continued. "This lovely bit of female flesh will serve as the gateway into our sacred community. It is a fitting fate for one who has denied her body to men who have desired her. She will first be "opened" by the Deacon Superior so the Seekers may enter."
"Is there any man here with a cock larger than the Deacon Superior? Is there any man here who would challenge the Deacon's right of first entry? No? Than Brother Deacon Superior, advance!"
Nina began to shake her head wildly as the Deacon Superior began to push is cockhead past the lips of her pussy. "Hold her down, my sons, we would not wish our sweet Nina to hurt herself!", the Abbot said laughing as Nina tried to back away from the relentlessly advancing cock.
The monster of a man between Nina's legs grunted as he continued to push, and as he pushed his fat cock-head inside her delicate cunt-lips they stretched almost to the point of tearing. Tears ran down her face, and small sounds of pain escaped from behind the gag.
One of the gray robed brothers came and stood beside The Deacon Superior and began pouring some fragrant oil on the 10 inches of the weirdly thick monstrous cock that still remained outside of Nina's vagina. The he Deacon Superior dug his massive hands into Nina's fragile childlike hips and forcefully slid the remainder of his l oiled cock in.
To The Deacon Superior, fucking Nina was one of the best treats he has had in quite a while. Her pussy, cruelly stretched by his hot, hard, throbbing meat felt wonderfully hot, tight, and moist. It gripped his club-like manhood like a second skin!
The tears streaming down her face might have moved a lesser man to pity. But with her cunt reacting as though it loved everything his big cock was doing to it he gloried in every wonderful moment that he was inside her. Almost regretfully he backed out a couple inches and then joyfully thrust into her again, stretching the tight elastic walls of her pussy. Nina gasped and shivered as though she were dying.
Someone removed the gag from Nina's mouth and she gasped for air, gasped with pain, too, each time the The Deacon Superior slammed his rock-hard cock inside her tiny cunt. It seemed as if Nina's gasps for air were a refreshing tonic for the brute using her body. energizing him.
Despite what the Abbot had said earlier, at least one sadist had made it into the Brotherhood. The Deacon Superior would have pulled out of Nina at once if he had even suspected that Nina was experiencing pleasure from this rape.
He began to laugh with maniacal glee as his cock tore into Nina's mistreated pussy faster and faster and Nina was now allowed to scream in agony. Nina saw flashes of white and red as as her inexperienced young body tried desperately to cope with the massive cock that was rutting inside her. He seemed to get get harder and grow longer with every grinding, powerful thrust, crushing Nina's slim young body beneath his brutally pounding joy.
The Deacon Superior was indeed energized and pleased by the poor girl's crying, and yet he slowed both the power and the pace of his thrusts. But not out of any consideration for Nina. The muscles in her cunt clinched amd massaged repeatedly at his meat, and he felt the cum rising his cock, but he did want to cum yet. Cunt this tight, should be savored. A female this terrorized should be be relished!
Yje Deacon began to slow his thrusts. They were not any less in their savagery, just in their speed. Nina's pain gave him pleasure, and the constant involuntary contractions of her cunt kept him hard.
There was a pause, and then The Deacon Superior began to slowly withdraw his cock from Nina's pussy, until he was completely out. He remained standing between her legs, the head of his still rigid cock just barely touching her pussy.
Nina looked up at him in confusion. She knew he hadn't cum, she had read what happened when a man "came". So why had the Master stopped?
Then he shouted, "The front passage is open for the Seekers! It is time to make ready the rear passage!"
With that, the men holding Nina's limbs now half-lifted, half pulled a dazed and confused to her feet. She was led to a huge wooden "X" shaped framework that stood where the "preacher's pulpit" once stood. Nina was attached to the framework with heavily padded leather-covered manacles so that the front of her body was now totally exposed to the view of the assembled men.
There was a vast sound of "AAHHHHHHH" as The Deacon Superior moved to stand behind the helpless Nina. Again, members of the Brotherhood came to anoint that powerful tool with fragrant oil. But when they went to anoint Nina's ass, he waved them away. They looked at the Abbot who simply nodded in affirmation. The Abbot also was a secret sadist.
Nina was surprised and shocked as she felt the head of his cock pressing at the entrance of her ass, then the head of his cock was pushed slowly and forcefully into her tight, virgin asshole. "No!", she screamed in sudden realization of what was being done there.
"Please, I'll do anything! Please, nooooooooooo," she screamed as unbelievable pain from the invasion of his thick member into her rectum intensified. . . . Nina felt him push deeper and it felt like a red hot poker ripping her bottom apart, and still the monstrous mass of male meat rock hard and throbbing inched it's way into her. Pain filled her so completely, there was no room for breath. And still the massive cock tore into her virgin flesh.
A pause for a second, a quick brutal thrust then his shaft was buried to its hilt and his balls slapped against her caramel colored flesh. He took on a slow rhythm of sliding back the full length of his long cock and and a rapid thrust forward.
The men in front of her began to chant, "Beg! Beg! Beg!"
Nina did beg then, "Please stop! Oh please! Make him stop!"
The Deacon Superior whispered, so that only Nina could hear him. "They want you to beg me to fuck you harder, fuck you faster. If you do as they say, I'll fuck you as hard and as fast as I can. And perhaps I'll cum that much faster." Nina shook her head no. "If you don't....well I can fuck you like this for a long, long, time. And I would like that very, very, very, much."
Now he began driving rhythmically, slowly fucking Nina, almost like a lover. If his penis had more of a normal size Nina's body at least, might have begun to feel pleasure. Instead every thrust was agony.
Instead her body trembled and dripped with sweat as she fought to breathe and endure the pain from the slow powerful fucking her body was receiving. Nina realized she would be better off if this man was to fuck her hard and "cum" quickly.
"Please," she gasped, "Please fuck me harder!"
"What?" the men roared back.
"Fuck me harder! Please Fuck me harder!"
The men watching began to applaud as The Deacon Superior began to slam so hard into Nina that the frame she was attached threatened to break under the impact of the speed and power of his brutal thrusts.
Nina did pass out then, never feeling the lava like flood of "cum" that filled her behind as The Deacon Superior completed his task with one after another brutal thrust that indeed broke the frame Nina was attached to.
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In another world perhaps, even the men of the Brotherhood might have taken pity on Nina, and not allowed any further abuse of her body. But the Brotherhood was incapable of pity, for they did not see themselves as abusers. They simply were making use of what was theirs by right. They had seen the pleasure the Deacon Superior has gotten from her, and they wanted their share.
And yet, the so-called impersonal Universe showed mercy to Nina. Somehow, as each of the Seekers took his turn with her body stretched upon the wooden frame, her mind, her "persona" fragmented. The essential "Nina" told herself that the man of her dreams was making love to her, gently, tenderly.
A tinier fragment of Nina screamed, begged, and screamed as 13 times her pussy was brutally raped, 13 times her ass was viciously assaulted. but the fragment did not record it.
Her body would suffer, and she would bear the bruises for days to come, but her essential self, by fleeing would shortly return to sanity, with no real memory of anything that happened after she had passed out.
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The Abbot sat behind his desk confused and angry, and frustrated beyond words.
When the Abbot had asked Dave to find him a nigger woman (of course he didn't use that word with Dave, officially the Brotherhood did not tolerate racism), he had hoped to watch her be literally fucked to death. He had planned to have the 200 Brothers, 800 Friends, and the 50 Visitors brutally fuck her one after the other. But he had been stopped.
The Voice of His Master had ordered him to end the "Rite of Awakening" as it should have been. And that was what confused him, he couldn't see why his Master should care about one nigger bitch.
He was also angry, because the Dave had the nerve to think of having the bitch taken down, and attended by the Chapter House's Healer before he thought of it. This seemed to raise him a little higher (though of course not higher than the Abbot) in the Master's regard.
And he was frustrated, because he could not take out his anger on the bitch, Dave, or anyone else. If he displayed his anger, the Master would know, and the Abbot did not even want to think how the Master might react to that!
There was a knock on the door, and the double doors were suddenly flung open. The Deacon Superior barely had time to blurt out "Father, the Father-General is here", before he was brushed aside by the human representation of the Master. It was then for the first time in his life that the Abbot felt he truly staring death in the face.
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Nina came to her senses slowly. At first she thought that she had been having a horrible nightmare, until her eyes focused on her surroundings, and the nerve endings in her vagina and rectum began to throb painfully. Nina was surprised to find herself in a large four poster bed, and tho she was naked, she was covered by a clean gray down-filled comforter. On a nightstand by her bed she saw there was a tray, from which the smell of fresh baked bread arose. Had she been rescued?
Then all her hope was dashed as she heard, "Well, I'm glad to see you wake up. I was starting to get worried."
Nina turned her head, and was somehow not surprised to see Dave, his head now shaved, dressed in a gray robe, sitting by her bed. She was horrified, but not surprised. And helplessly angry.
"I really am sorry you didn't enjoy yourself the other nite. But I am glad you are here now. I have been wanting you for a very long time.", Dave said smiling.
Nina stared at Dave incredulously. "Are you insane? Enjoy being raped? ". She didn't even want to think of that "wanting you"....
Dave seemed amazed by Nina reaction. "Surely you can't believe I mean anything but the best for you? Didn't I always help you out when you needed it? Haven't I always been a real friend to you? Well, I'm still helping you, I want you to be free to be what the Creator has meant you and all women to be. A cherished, and treasured slave, the fuck-toy of my Brotherhood."
Nina almost laughed, he really believed what he was saying. Then it hit her. He did believe, and no doubt all the men who surrounded her in this place believed too. She felt something then that was more than terror.
"I'm hoping, after your training, my Master will tell the Abbot to give you to me."
"Your Master? You don't mean the Abbot do you?", fearfully Nina asked.
Dave suddenly looked stricken, as if he had said something he shouldn't have. However, before Dave could say anything else, the door opened and huge hulk that was The Deacon Superior entered the room.
"Brother, I wish to make you use of this one. I did not get the full measure of pleasure from her,before, but I intend to do so now!" he growled, "Will you aid me?" Dave looking none too pleased, pulled the comforter from Nina's nude body, and helped the terrified woman to her feet.
Dave really did care for Nina in his own way. He knew that she was not ready for more "training" yet. But he was not one to buck authority, not even for Nina's sake.
"Please", she begged, tears already running down her cheeks, "I don't think I can take any more."
"It doesn't matter if you can or cannot. I does not matter what you think. You exist to fulfill needs. I have a need, AND-YOU-WILL-FILL-IT!", the monster of a man bellowed.
Nina was led down the hall to a room that looked like a classroom., except that there manacles and hooks hanging at different heights along the front of the room. Dave took down two pairs of padded of leather-covered manacles from a hook on the wall. He snapped one set on Nina's wrists, and the another pair around her ankles.
From another hook he took a length of chain with a padlock hung open on its end. The chain was then run through rings on the manacles, and then through a chain embedded on the floor and pulled so that Nina was bent forward, her ass sticking straight up in the air. Then he secured her in that position by closing the padlock.
"I would be pleased Brother if you would stay, assist and observe", the The Deacon Superior ordered. Nina began whimpering and crying which made the Master smile with delight.
The one thing that The Deacon Superior had regretted when he had raped Nina during the "Rite of Awakening" was that he had not been able to force her to bear the full weight of his body. She had seen him, but he wanted her to know just how big, ugly and powerful a man he was.
And as much as he hated to admit it, he was strangely drawn to this luscious piece of flesh.
Dave "assisted" the ugly man by coating the monstrous battering ram of a cock with a thick layer of Vasilene. Then he parted the cheeks of Nina's ass, with his fingers inserted a huge gob of the grease.
Nina felt the hot crown of The Deacon Superior's huge penis press against her now greasy anus, and then felt him begin to sit on her
"Nooo! Get off me!" she screamed.
Her rapist simply ignored her plea and jerked savagely forward. Pulling Nina to him he felt something he hadn't felt before. His penis felt wondefully strong, as hard as if it was made of iron instead of flesh, harder than he could ever remember it being. The flesh that now served as a living sheath for the his massive cock seemed to poor waves of strength and power through his very soul.
So because he was pleased, instead of forcing it into her in with one gigantic thrust as he usually preferred, he pushed slowly, and for him, gently.
Of course to Nina, he did not feel gentle at all, and she cried and screamed as each inch of the hard red hot fleshy baton made its way into her tight insides.
She screamed again, as he leaned heavily on top of her back. He stayed on top of her, pushing himself into her, with deep regular thrusts. His ham-like hands reached around to cup her small breasts, his thumbs moving back and forth against the tiny nipples, feeling them erect. Nina's entire chest heaved into his hands each time he thrust between her bruised and abused ass cheeks.
"Little slave," he grunted "You sweet little slave! You feel so fucking good!!" It took incredible strength of will on the part of Dracon to refrain from slamming into her with all strength, but he kept reminding himself that going slow with this one would prolong his pleasure, and prolong Nina's pain and terror.
Dave watched with a mixture of amazement, lust and envy as the Deacon Superior picked up the speed of his punishing strokes in Nina's ass. He wished it was he that almost ripping her apart with his thighs, ramming his erection so hard and so far into her that he could almost feel it in her throat. When would his turn come?
Meanwhile, the The Deacon Superior was completing his rape of Nina. He hadn't meant to finish so soon, but he couldn't help himself. He was jabbing into Nina with short quick strokes, sorry that she could no longer scream or whimper, but only grunt with each stroke.
Finally he convulsed spurting his hot lava-like flood of cum again and again into her abused depths; clutching her small body like he was afraid someone would snatch it from him. Then he withdrew his self from her ass, lifted his weight from her body and stepped back.
She was a treasure, the monster thought, and he suddenly found that he wanted her for his very own. If the Abbot would give her to him, he would fuck her in every free moment he had.
But first he would royally rape her pussy one more time.....
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The Thing that was now wearing the body of the Father-General of the Order of the Brotherhood of the Beast glared at the Abbot of the Chapterhouse of Plymouthville. across the large wooden desk..
"Master, I am honored that You choose to visit me in this manner." The Abbot was truly terrified. That the Master had taken over the body of the Father General, transported that body here in less than 72 hours after his last order to the Abbot, did bode well.
Still, the Master was not wearing His Infernal Body, so perhaps death was not that close.
"Do you love Me? O would think not from your behaviour!", the thing hissed, "Or is it that you are tired of serving Me?"
The Abbot fell to his knees, and crawled to kiss the foot of the Thing. "Master, I love You! I could not ever tire of serving You!"
The Thing untied the rope that held Its Black gray trimmed robe closed, and allowed the robe to fall open. Without hesitating, the Abbot reached and pulled out the obscenely silver colored, impossibly huge cock, and placed the head of it in his mouth.
As the Abbot sucked, the Thing, in a voice that sounded like rotten leather tearing spoke again.
"You say you love Me, but you resent, if not question My orders. I tell you not to permit any further use of the woman Nina, and yet even as I speak, The Deacon Superior of this house is finishing his use of her!"
The Abbots mind reeled! This was about that nigger bitch? Why? Why was this Great Infernal Entity concerned with that worthless piece of shit!?!
The Thing placed a foot squarely in the middle of the Abbot's chest, and pushed, causing the Abbot to fall over backward.
"Disobedient and stupid! Do you think your mind is closed to Me? It is no concern of yours why I am concerned with Nina!"
"No, of course not Master. I'm sorry Master. Please forgive me."
"Stupid! I DO NOT FORGIVE! However, you may begin to redeem yourself. Prepare to ease My lust!"
The Abbot climbed shakily to his feet. "My Master how shall I ease Your lust? Shall I have Nina brought to you now, or perhaps some other female?"
"Fool!", hissed the Master, "You do not even try to use your pitiful mind. I honor You, though you do not deserve it! Disrobe! Kneel! Let the cavities of your body receive Me!"
To be continued?
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