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FAMILY FANTASY (C) February 2002
BOOK THREE OF THREE Part 6 of 9
(MFF,MFFf,Ffm,Rom,forced,coerced,nc,1st.time,teen,spk,menst,ws,bdsm,ped(sortof),etc)

Sexual Fantasy Fiction
By Writer'sCramp

Characters:
Richard Simmons, wealthy businessman
Amber now aged 20, wife of Richard
Cynthia, Amber's fantasy alter-ego
Roger Wright, medical doctor 
Margot Wright, wife of Roger 
Virginia, aged 18, daughter of Roger and Margot
Geoff Higrave, ex-vicar, repressed but learns to adapt
Edith Higrave, wife of local parson, aged 48
Jane Higrave, aged 22, daughter of Edith
Phillip Higrave, aged 15, wimpish and easily led
Arthur and Joanne Mellors, Butler & Housemaid
Alice Koning, aged 29, wife of Geoff's church elder
Jessica (Jessie) Koning, her daughter aged nearly 10

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Chapter Fifteen
     Geoff and Edith followed the two girls into their room. 'Oh, 
going to have a family affair are we?' Amber sniggered.
     'Probably,' Edith sighed.  'But we've really got to get some 
things sorted out to handle young Phillip when he arrives in a couple 
of days.  I think blackmail might be the order of the day.'
     'What are we going to do, daddy,' Jane asked when they had 
all flopped onto the gigantic bed.
     'Mind those garments,' Geoff warned.  'Go and hang them up.' 
When the girls returned, Jane continued to speak her mind.
     'He really is a wimp.  I can't see how he could ever join in 
what we do.  What if he objects and races away accusing us all of 
molesting him and incest or something?'
     'That's where you two come in,' Margot said.   'Very soon 
after he gets here you two have got to get him into a compromising 
situation and we'll talk about how to do that now.'
     'Perhaps if you let him fuck you, Edith.  Mother and Son at it 
when someone walks in to catch you,' Ginny suggested with a grin.
     'He probably doesn't know what fucking is anyway,' Jane 
added.
     'I'll bet he does.  He's fifteen for goodness sake.  I'll bet he 
and his school mates talk dirty all the time as long as no-one's around,' 
Ginny declared.  'From what I can make out with the men here, they've 
got just one thing on their mind all the time.  How to get inside our 
little panties.'
     'Well you certainly don't hinder them,' Edith accused. 'I'll bet 
you haven't got any panties even now.' 
     'I'm not allowed.   You know the men make us stay available 
for their dirty little dicks.  Anyway, you haven't got any on either.'
     'That's right,' Edith admitted and lifted her skirt for all to see.  
'Feels good too, like swimming in my birthday suit.'
     'Let's just get back to the subject, can we,' Geoff reminded 
them and then went on.  'I want you two, Jane and Ginny to go to the 
train and collect Phillip and this is what you'll do.' He went on to give 
them instructions and they talked these over in detail.
     After they agreed to the course of action, Ginny finalised their 
thoughts when she said,  'I suppose we work on the assumption that 
once he's got the taste for pussy he'll agree with anything to get more.'
     'That's about it,' Geoff agreed.
     'Good.  Can we be naughty now?' Ginny asked.  'I want to 
come so much, it's killing me.'
     'Trust you,' Edith smiled.
     'Want to do it to me, Geoff?'  Ginny offered, laying back with 
her legs spread widely, skirt pulled up to her waist.
     'Love to, little girl,' he smiled.  'But I've got to keep my virility 
up for tomorrow.  I'll take a raincheck.  Jane, why don't you keep her 
happy?  I've heard the two of you put on quite a performance.  Edith 
cam keep me in the brink while you show us your stuff.'
     'Yes, sir.'  Jane saluted and immediately lifted her frock over 
her head and knelt beside Ginny.
     'Come, lovely one, let me take your clothes off.'
     They sat side by side, facing each other as though they were 
sitting in a love seat.  Their arms encircled each other and lips clung 
together in a deep loving kiss.  Jane leaned down and took a nipple 
between   her lips, sucking and   kissing together, smothering the 
cherry red nipple with her tongue, tickling the hardness, giving 
pleasure to the younger girl without seeking anything in return.
     She pushed Ginny down on the bed and lay besides her, still 
kissing the same breast, while her other hand cupped the other, 
bringing that nipple hard with her thumb and forefinger.  Ginny began 
to gasp softly as her pleasure grew. 
     Edith took one of Geoff's hands and opening the buttons on 
her blouse, slipped his hand inside and over one of her breasts, not 
looking at him nor saying anything.   She withdrew her own hand then 
pressed it down over her blouse and squeezed he hand around her 
breast as hard as she could.  She made no move to touch his hard cock 
which rose up making a tent inside his pants for his instruction was 
that he was not to be helped to climax before tomorrow's rituals began.
     'Hurt me,' she whispered.  'Squeeze me as hard as you can.'
     He needed no second reminder as his large hand compressed 
her soft flesh.  He squeezed her hard, painfully hard, so much that she 
grunted several times but she never tried to stop him.
     They watched on as the young girls switched themselves 
around into the sixty-nine position, Jane on top, wetting each other's 
pussies with their tongues.  Ginny was already aroused considerably 
and Jane continued to pleasure her with her tongue and fingers, which 
were now pressed against the younger girl's clitoris, annoying the little 
sex nub.  Ginny soon gave up trying to please Jane as her own climax 
approached and she laid her head back on the bed and began to cry out 
and moan with pleasure.
     No one spoke, just looked on and saw the onset of the 
ultimate sexual experience, the onset of orgasm in this eighteen-year-
old sexpot, stretched out before them.  When it arrived, Ginny cried 
out with deep-throated sounds, almost ranting with sexual expletives.
     'Oh shit, baby.  Do it.  Fuck me; fuck me with your finger. 
Make me come.  Oh fuck, it's great.'  She continued to espouse 
anything that came into her head until those watching saw her legs 
stiffen, straighten and shudder, teeth clenched, her torso lifting off the 
bed as the ultimate pleasure overtook her body. Her brow sweated 
freely.  It took some minutes before she was able to regain some 
control and she never bothered with the stream of sweat that ran down 
each side of her face.  Eventually Jane licked the salty dew away and 
pecked the satiated young woman on the lips.
     'Mummy,' she said.  'I think you'll have to make me come.  I 
really need to,' she pleaded.
     Geoff, whose cock had left a large wet patch on his trousers 
where the tent was still prominent, relaxed and finally withdrew his 
hand from inside her clothing.  'Make love to our daughter,' he 
instructed his wife.  She took pleasure in this further act of incest, 
wondering to herself just how long would it be before she was doing 
the same kind of things with her son as well.  Sex in all its forms was 
becoming a very deep pleasure within her life. Sex was indeed 
wonderful, she agreed as her finger manipulated the tight bud above 
her daughter's sex hole.

Chapter Sixteen
     Geoff opened the door to see Edith standing just as he had 
instructed at dinner last night.  No one else was in sight.
     'Enter,' he told her, shutting the door behind her.
     Edith saw a cushion on the floor between where she stood and 
a long padded altar type piece of furniture placed at the foot of the 
bed.  The altar was about three feet high.  She walked forward until 
she stood by the cushion, her back remaining straight, her head still 
bowed as she had been instructed, and hands at her side.
     'Remain still.  Do not move,' she was instructed.  She felt her 
husband, now as the High Priest, circling her, looking at her from all 
angles.
     Geoff was pleased.   He had not seen the clothes he had 
requested Joanne to have designed, worn by anyone but they were 
exactly as he imagined they would be.  The fabric was very soft and 
flowed around her body showing off every curve.  Edith wore a fawn 
pastel coloured gown, which came halfway down her calves, showing 
she wore no shoes or stockings.  The waist was held in tightly with a 
belt of the same material, tied at the side.  The back was high, coming 
over her shoulders and around her neck where it was held together 
with a small clasp.
     There appeared to be an open join in the gown beneath her 
arms and down to her waist where the material covering her back and 
that of her bodice met.  The bodice, while not tight, fell in folds over 
her breasts and clearly outlined the contours of her twin mounds.  The 
nipples protruded and Geoff realised his wife was already aroused 
even though she knew not what he had in store for her.
     'Do you like your gown?'
     'Yes.'
     'You will address me as Eminence when you are in this room. 
Now, do you like your gown?'
     'Yes, Eminence,' she answered quietly, not looking up, trying 
to retain the demeanour of young, innocent and demure as the women 
were instructed.  Goodness knows how I can handle the role of young 
she thought and smiled inwardly.
     'When is your menses due, female?'
     'My menses has ceased, Eminence.'
     'When?'
     'When I was about forty four, Eminence.'
     'I never knew, but by then your husband never demanded 
conjugal rights, did he?'
     'That's correct, Eminence.'
     'Then, female,' he asked more roughly, 'what did you do to 
attain sexual relief?'
     'I...' She didn't know what to say.  'I...  I don't know, 
Eminence,' she stuttered.
     'How could you not know, female?  It was of your own 
making. Did you seek it elsewhere?'
     'No, Eminence,' she said looking up at him, shocked that he 
would even suggest it.
     'Your instructions, female, are to keep your head bowed. 
Now, what else is there?  I suppose the obvious is that you used your 
hand on your own flesh.  Is that it?'
     She hesitated and took a deep breath.  'Yes, Eminence, but 
just a few times.'
     'Did you give yourself an orgasm?'
     'Not always, Eminence.'
     'So for several years you had no sexual union with your 
husband, you masturbated just a few times and yet you achieved some 
kind of gratification.  At least enough to satisfy your needs, is that 
what you're telling me?'
     'Yes, Eminence, that is so.'
     'I demand, female, that you describe in detail how you gained 
gratification if you had no sex with men and only a few times, an 
orgasm by your own hand.  How?'
     'I...  I dreamed, Eminence.  I dreamed I was being raped. 
Many times I woke up in fright, remembering clearly of just being 
raped, always by the same man.  And every time, I woke in the middle 
of an orgasm.  Every time I remember dreaming the same dream, I 
climaxed.'
     'Many women would be envious, female.  But you sound as if 
you are embarrassed.  Do you remember the dream?'
     'Yes, Eminence, vividly.'
     'Describe it to me in detail.  Leave nothing out.   It was always 
the same?'
     'Yes, Eminence, always.  I received a letter in the mail and it 
instructed me to drive to a house.  When I knocked, the door swung 
open and I walked in.  It slammed shut and I couldn't turn the handle 
to open it again.  A voice told me to remove my underclothes and lay 
down on the rug and as soon as I did so this man, always the same one, 
stood over me, naked.  I can still see him with his erection just looking 
down on me.   Without saying anything, he pushed my legs apart and 
knelt between them, pushing up my skirt.  Then he penetrated me and 
raped me for what seemed a long time.  I woke up every time just as I 
felt him come inside me and I was in the middle of my own orgasm.'
     'And your husband never realised this?'
     'I didn't think so, Eminence.'
     'This man?  Do you remember what he looked like?'
     'Yes, Eminence,' she whispered just loud enough for him to 
hear.
     'Is it anyone you knew?'
     She hesitated, a sob sounding deep in her throat.
     'Yes, Eminence, I know who it was.'
     'Well, female.  Who?'
     'My... my brother, Eminence.  I dreamt my brother raped me 
and every time it happened, I came.'  She began to cry in humiliation.
     'Your brother?  Well I'll be damned,' he said incredulously. 
Then with   more authority said, 'female, you indeed need cleansing, 
deep cleansing.  It will hurt but it is necessary.'
     He walked behind her and she felt the material of her gown 
being lifted up her legs.  His hand worked for a moment with the gown 
at the top behind her neck and she felt the back being pulled 
downwards before realising he had brought the hem right up her back 
and attached it to what she supposed was a clip on the neck.   Her 
whole bottom was nude for she wore no underclothing.
     She then found him standing in front of her, his hand reaching 
to her shoulders.  But instead of holding her there, he lifted the top of 
the bodice where it was affixed to her shoulders and it came away 
easily, the sound of velcro strips being pulled apart in her ears.
     The whole bodice was lowered until it fell from her waist 
downwards, exposing her breasts, the nipples still taut and hard, and 
dark cherry coloured.  Despite the fact that this was her husband, the 
one who she willingly gave her body to do as he would, she blushed 
deeply, still bowing her face to the floor.
     'Oh,' she exclaimed as a hand cupped a bosom.
     'Kneel, female.  It is time to worship that part of your High 
Priest that requires constant attention.'
     She kneeled, holding her back straight.
     'Part the robes,'
     She found the split directly down the centre and opened the 
garment to locate a very aroused male appendage.
     'Kiss that which delivers the seed of life to the female.'
     Her lips nipped the tip of his penis, sensing the drop of 
wetness that clung to the small slit.  She pecked the staff several times 
and with one hand resting against its length, rubbed her cheek over it's 
smoothness.
     'Allow it's length to penetrate.  Push yourself forward and 
provide a proper receptacle.'
     She opened her lips and pushed her face forward, swallowing 
the hardness.  She could not fit all it's length inside and began to pull 
back.
     He placed his hands on her head and pushed the back of her 
head towards him.
     'You must learn to receive all of the staff of life.  It must 
penetrate deeply, regardless of the female's abilities.  She must learn 
and learn quickly to receive her priest's staff.'
     She felt his hand press her forward, slowly but insistently as 
he invaded her throat deeper than she thought she could ever take.  
The hardness hit the back of her throat and still she was not pressed 
against his pubic mound.  Her eyes focused blurredly on his crinkly 
black hairs just a few centimetres from her lips.  She gagged but he 
persisted and she felt his cock enter her throat.   Soon he was fully 
inserted and he pressed her head tightly against his groin.
     Holding her there, he began to chant unknown words.  She 
knew she had to keep her urge to vomit in check and found the power 
from somewhere to avoid panic.  After long seconds he withdrew 
slowly, only momentarily before he forced himself back into the 
depths of her throat, remaining then, quite still for longer before 
withdrawing.  Three times he invaded her throat that way and then 
withdrew all but the bulbous head of his prick from her lips.
     'Suck your High Priest, female.  Lick and suck until you are 
told to stop.'
     He stood upright, balancing himself by holding her head, and 
took his pleasure, caring nothing for any feeling of her own.
     Finally he pulled back and withdrew from her mouth 
completely.
     'Our time is almost up.  Your instructions are that as you do 
not experience menses now, you will be required to assist when the 
first female in menses attends her cleansing.  You may find your role 
at that time most distasteful, but regardless, you will attend, attired 
exactly as you are now.  You will be informed on the morning of that 
day and you will not discuss this fact with anyone.  Do you 
understand?'
     'Yes, Eminence.'
     'Before you leave, I will cleanse your mind for this month. 
Stand and rest upon the altar.  Kiss it's surface with your lips. You are 
to be cleansed with pain, four cuts to each cheek with the cane.  Do 
you understand?  Let your breasts hang downwards.'
     'Yes, Eminence.' She closed her eyes.
     She felt his hand grasp her breast as she waited, and heard 
him whisper.
     'What a fool your husband has been.  A damn fine piece of 
womanhood.  I will make use of your body when you enter here next.'
     She heard the swish and felt the burning as the first stroke 
landed directly across both cheeks.  She bit her lip to stop any sound 
but knew not how she could withstand the pain from the three still to 
come.   He wasted no time with the remaining strokes, each one 
landing harder than the last.
     He moved close behind her, pressing his stiffened manhood 
against the punished flesh, rubbing himself through the robe he wore.  
Clasping her breasts with both hands he pulled himself as tightly 
against her rear and gave her his final commands.
     'You will remain as you are now clothed for the rest of this 
day.  You will practice throat exercises with this instrument and be 
fully able to swallow its length without hesitation when you return in 
four weeks time.   Kneel and kiss the staff of life, then leave.'
     'Yes, Eminence, thank you, Eminence.' She left with head 
bowed and did not look in Margot's direction as she went through the 
door.

Chapter Seventeen
     Margot entered upon the High Priest's summons aware of the 
way Edith was dressed when she left the Room of Purity. 
     'Stand and remain silent, female.   That's all you are, female.  
Made for man's pleasure and destined to attend to his every whim.  Do 
you accept that?'
     'Yes.'
     'Never respond to your High Priest again without 
acknowledging his position.   In your eyes he will always be eminent.  
You will finish every sentence by acknowledging him as Eminence.  
Understood?'
     'Yes, Eminence.'
     'You are here to learn your role within the Room of Purity and 
you will listen well, female.  I take it your menses has ceased?'
     'Yes, Eminence, about two years ago.'
     'Then we will find other alternatives towards your cleansing.  
All females require cleansing regularly; we may decide that pain is the 
best form of cleansing, cleansing of the mind.  Do you like to receive 
pain, female?'
     'It hurts so much, Eminence.  I cringe from it.'
     'But if it gives your High Priest pleasure in dispensing it?'
     'If your Eminence wishes the indulgence, I would submit.'
     'It is more than indulgence, female.  It is the excitement of 
dominance.  Would you deny your High Priest the chance to attain 
sexual relief?'
     'Never, Eminence.'
     'Then pain you will receive.  Now, I have been watching you, 
female.  You have never offered yourself to the newest member of The 
Forum.  Why have you denied him the pleasure of your flesh?'
     'I have not done so on purpose, Eminence.  But he has always 
had other female company so far.'
     'Do you offer yourself now?'
     'Whenever you wish to use me, Eminence.'
     'Tell me of your earliest memory of sexual activity, female.'
     'When I was about twelve, Eminence, it was with a boy who 
was my friend.'
     'Yes?'
     'We were with some others walking in the park.   For some 
reason we were left behind and sat down to talk.  He just leaned over 
and kissed me right on the lips and at the same time, grabbed my 
breast with his hand, over my clothes.'
     'Did you make a scene?'
     'No, Eminence, I was shocked at the naughtiness of it but it 
sent shivers through me.  I thought it was wonderful. Then he just ran 
off.'
     'Did he do it again?'
     'No, Eminence, he never even talked to me for several days 
and then didn't mention what had happened.  I thought I was in love 
but he was scared I would tell on him, I think.'
     'Who took your virginity?'
     'My husband, Eminence, although he wasn't my husband then. 
We were still at college.'
     'Well, female.  Describe it.  How old were you?'
     'I think I was still fifteen, Eminence.  Roger was eighteen. He 
took me to a drive-in movie called "And God Created Woman". It was 
very sexy for it's day and I was embarrassed but it got Roger so worked 
up his hands were all over me.'
     'How long had you been dating?'
     'Several months, Eminence, we were known as a pair among 
our friends by then and had many heavy petting sessions but he had 
never got his hands on my...  my...'
     'Your cunt, female, is that what you mean?'
     'Yes, Eminence, he had never touched my cunt.'
     'But I suppose his hands roamed frequently around under your 
blouse with your blessing?  Had you ever let him take your top off to 
expose your tits?'
     'Probably a couple of times by then, Eminence.'
     'Well, go on, female.'
     'I knew he was worked up as much as he had ever been 
because his weapon was hard and had made a large wet mark on his 
pants. For a while he tried to cover it up but finally he grabbed my 
hand and clamped it over his crotch.  I had only brushed my hand over 
his bulge before them, but I knew he always liked me doing that.  
Anyway we were sitting in the back seat of his car and he had taken 
off my blouse and bra and was making me feel so worked up too by 
the way he was kissing and licking my breasts.  He just kept on and on, 
all the time pushing my hand over his erection while he was kissing 
me.  It made me feel sexier than I had ever felt before.  My other hand 
was around his neck and we were kissing each other very passionately, 
using our tongues and moaning sexy cries.'
     'Were you wet between your legs, female?'
     'I think I was almost as wet as he was but mine didn't show. 
Finally he broke apart and almost crying with passion, begged me to 
open his fly. I had never done that before but wanted to more than 
anything.  As soon as his thing...'
     'His cock.'
     'Yes, Eminence, as soon as his cock sprang out he clasped my 
hand around it and began to push his hips up and down.  He was 
making love to my hand.  I didn't know what to do so I just let him.'
     'And?   What then, female?   Tell your High Priest every 
detail.'
     'He ejaculated all over me.  I didn't know what was 
happening and screamed but the goo landed all over my hand and 
splashed onto my skirt.  He just held me tight, groaning and pushing 
himself against me.  I'd never seen a boy have a climax before and the 
stuff that was still all over my hand and soaking into my dress made 
me feel a little, well a little squeamish. But he was still pushing 
himself into my hand, holding it tightly to his cock with his own hand 
clenched fiercely around mine.  I knew he must have enjoyed it all 
because he was kissing me all over saying how much he loved me and 
to keep doing it.'
     'But you still retained your virginity.  That little hole of yours 
was still intact?'
     'Yes, Eminence, but not for long.  Once he realised I was still 
holding his cock tightly, his hand started to move up under my skirt.  
He kept whispering little love words and I knew he was entering the 
forbidden zone but by now I didn't really care.  He kept telling me to 
open my legs as he pushed his hand higher. Open a bit more baby he 
kept cajoling and I did.  I just let him have his way.  It wasn't long 
before his hand clutched me over my panties and roamed around for a 
while.  A short while I suppose but I was getting so excited again 
because he was kissing me and licking me all over, my face and tits 
were damp from his saliva and I felt feelings between my legs I'd 
never known before.  He inched a finger under the leg of my panties 
and I felt his cock growing hard again.  He was still pushing 
backwards and forwards into my fist as it held his cock and he was 
breathing hard and fast.  I want to touch you there he kept saying and 
then hooked his finger around the crutch of my panties and tried to 
pull them down.  Lift up, he told me but when I didn't move he pushed 
me backwards against the seat and used both his hands to grab the last 
piece of resistance to his getting all the way in.  I was telling myself I 
was being felt up for the first time.  This boy was touching me where 
no one had ever touched but it felt as though the inside of my pussy 
was like a fizzy drink bubbling away.  I was out of control and made 
no move to stop my panties from being slid right off.  Once that 
happened, he was between my legs in an instant, pushing the skirt out 
of the way and forcing his cock inside.  I was wet down there but it 
still hurt, like chaffing as he just kept pushing himself into me.
     'Why didn't you tell him to stop?  It sounds as though you 
were acting just like a tart would.'
     'I know that but it didn't matter.  I just wanted him to do 
whatever it was he wanted to.  I was feeling so worked up, nothing 
mattered.  Anyway, he finally got a little inside until he reached my 
hymen but he was so aroused he was growling like an animal and just 
kept on pushing.  It hurt like hell and I cried out but nothing was going 
to stop him by them.  He broke through and kept on thrusting until he 
shot off inside me again.  That's how I lost my virginity, Eminence.'
     'You didn't come?'
     'No, Eminence, not for a long time afterwards.  Roger never 
knew how or even had the inclination to try and make me happy, just 
as long as he could get inside and squirt off.'
     'When did you have your first climax then?'
     'It wasn't until our first wedding anniversary.  I made love to 
him and forced him to wait until I was able to achieve some 
satisfaction.  After that he realised I needed to come too and almost 
without fail, he held off or helped me to come afterwards. He even got 
to the stage where he could make me three times before he shot off.  
He's a wonderful lover, even now.'
     'Do you still like sex?'
     'I adore sex, Eminence.'
     'Is there anything you wouldn't do?'
     'I have never objected to anything yet, Eminence.'
     'You would do anything?' He emphasised the last word.
     'I think so, Eminence.'
     'I have a vision, a fantasy if you like, of commanding a female 
to have oral sex with some kind of animal.   If I wished it, would you, 
female, agree?'
     'I have promised to follow my High Priest, Eminence.  But I 
have never thought of doing such a thing.'
     'Answer my question, female,' he hissed.
     'I suppose I would be obliged to do as I was commanded.'
     'Good.  Move to the cushion.  Kneel.' He waited until she was 
settled.  'Have you been used during your menstrual period?' 
     'I have had sex then, Eminence.  Once'
     'Then you have been used, female,' he said roughly. 
'Remember that.  Did it make you feel more sexy, more easily 
aroused?'
     'I think so, Eminence.  'But Roger finished so quickly I can't 
really remember.'
          He leaned down and clasped the bottom of her dress to the 
same clip that he used with Edith's dress.  In fact her gown was exactly 
the same as Edith's except Margot's was pale green. He massaged her 
breasts through the material for a long moment before commanding 
her to stand again.
     'Can you swallow a whole cock, it's full length down your 
throat, female?'
     'I can with Roger, Eminence.  As long as I am leaning over 
the top of him.  If he tries to push himself down, I gag.'
     He handed her a sealed bag, similar to that given to Edith. 
'Practice with this.  In two weeks time, you will make your first 
official visit to The Room of Purity.  By then you will have learned to 
swallow the full length of what's inside, without displaying any sign of 
distress.  If you fail, the ritual of cleansing will indeed be unpleasant 
for you.' 
     'Now, female, I intend to feel you up completely.  Make no 
move.' He released her bodice and took each breast in his hands, 
squeezing and massaging the whole surface, putting his lips to the taut 
nipple, biting, licking sucking.  As he did with Edith, he moved behind 
her and clenched his hands over her tits while he pushed his already 
hard cock against her bottom.  His hands soon wandered backwards 
and inside her gown from behind to find the thick bush of crinkly hair 
surrounding her pussy.
     'So, you've been allowed to keep your hair?'
     'Yes, Eminence, Richard decreed that, when I was the elder 
woman.  Even when Edith arrived, I was still allowed to keep it.'
     'Remove your garment and lay yourself upon the altar, so you 
are ready to receive your High Priest's cock.'
     He watched as she readied herself, laying on her back, legs 
widely spread, her arms reaching out to receive him, pussy spread 
open so the pink moist split smiled at him.  He could no more resist 
the invitation that could a starving man faced with table of food.
     He knelt between her legs and lowered himself on top of her, 
the first time he had fucked this beautiful mature woman. Parting his 
robes, she guided the head of his cock straight to her opening and he 
let all his weight push down.  Nothing stopped him as he quickly sank 
the full length of his shaft inside her. He began to thrust but found 
himself nearing a climax, and slowed to a stop; finally withdrawing 
when he was sure the sensations had faded.
     'There are other females that require my staff to remain hard 
today,' he told her.  'The next time you present your cunt though; you 
will service your High Priest completely.  That is the female's ultimate 
purpose, to provide a vessel for the male's ultimate pleasure.  And at 
some future time you will have the privilege to service another male 
animal.  The timing will be a surprise.  Indeed a surprise all round,' he 
added.
     'The next visit also begins the time of cleansing.  As you have 
no menses to cleanse you will be subjected to the cleansing of you 
body and mind through the rites of pain in many forms. Sometimes it 
will be unbearable but you have no choice but to accept.  It is time to 
leave.  Kneel again and kiss the staff of life which will bring to you the 
bliss of pleasure after pain.'
      She parted his robes and took the tip into her mouth, tickling 
it with her tongue.  Kissing its end as she rose, the High Priest 
commanded her to dress and leave her clothing as it as for the rest of 
the day.  She exited and was surprised to find no-one waiting outside.

Chapter Eighteen
     The High Priest left the door open and moved back to rest 
against the altar while he waited for the late Amber to arrive. She was 
over five minutes late as she rushed to the door looking contrite.
     The High Priest took her arm and literally flung her inside, 
slamming the door behind her.
     'You were warned,' he said viciously.
     'I'm sorry, but...'
     'You do not have permission to speak.  Be quiet.'  He gave her 
a severe dressing down and made her aware of the ground rules for 
presenting herself before him.
     'Before we proceed further your High Priest will spank the 
late female.  A spanking she will not lightly forget.  Disrobe. You have 
not yet presented your flesh to the newest member of The Forum.   
Just played with him and his urges.   I believe that deserves some form 
of punishment also.   Do you not agree, female?'
     'Yes, Eminence, but please may I speak in my own defence?' 
Her head was still bowed as she had been instructed.
     'Against my better judgement, I suppose so.'
     'I'm truly sorry for being late but I was unable to come any 
earlier.'
     'Why?'
     'I was being used for sexual pleasure, Eminence.'
     'What?  You allowed yourself to be defiled just before you 
presented your body to your High Priest?   You should have refused.'
     'It was one of my husbands, Eminence.   We are unable to 
refuse them having access except on Woman's Day or our own Birth 
Day, Eminence.'
     'Which way did he take his pleasure?'
     'With my pussy, Eminence.'
     'Is his seed still inside you?'
     'Some, Eminence.'
     'Did he give pleasure in return?'
     'As he always does, Eminence.'
     'Then I shall take my pleasure in the form of spanking your as 
yet unseen bum.  Disrobe and lay your flesh along the altar'
     As she was in the process of doing so, he asked, 'Are you still 
carrying milk?'
     'Yes, Eminence, I am still feeding the twins as well as the wet 
nurse.'
     'Has your menses returned yet?'
     'Just occasionally.  I am still by no means regular.  Roger says 
it will be that way until I allow my breasts to dry.'
     'When was the last bleeding?'
     'Nearly six weeks ago, Eminence.'
     'You will report to your High Priest on the second day of your 
next period.  What sanitary wear do you use, female?'
     'Tampons, Eminence.'
     'The next time you will use pads.  Your sex canal is to be 
saturated when you report.  You have permission to wear panties to 
hold the shield in place.'
     'Yes, I understand, Eminence.'
     'Do you become more aroused during menses?  Have you had 
sex during your period, female?'
     'I feel definitely more sexy just before and just afterwards, 
Eminence.  I have never been fucked while I was bleeding though.'
     'Then there is something new to experience, female.  Whether 
or not sex during your menstrual period is more sexy.'
     'Before you lay down, let me feel your tits, female.'
     He was gentle, she found.  Softly massaging the swollen 
mounds, brushing his fingertips over the large brown nipples, making 
simple feelings more intense as he kissed each point before placing his 
lips over each and gently sucking.  Drawing the body-warm milk into 
his mouth.  Partaking of liquid he had never tasted before.
     'It is good,' he declared.  'Does the drawing of the milk make 
you feel anything?'
     'Only the easing of the itching of tender nipples, Eminence. 
The babies are a little rougher than you.'
     She saw he was ready for her to assume her position.  She laid 
along the leather-bound couch, the altar, and her feet near the end, 
head resting on folded arms.  He moved her arms upwards and her 
breasts were squashed further beneath her body.  But instead of 
spanking, she felt his hands wandering over her body, pinching, 
tickling, stroking.  His palms cupped her upthrust buttocks as he 
explored the round contours, gently rubbing her skin, pressing apart 
the crease.  She felt a finger slide downwards as his exploration 
became more intimate, hands parting her legs so the feet rested over 
each side of the altar, freeing access to her orifices.
     It was pleasant, she thought, not concerned that a virtual 
stranger was probing her most secret places.  This was her High Priest, 
he had untold access, his will was foremost.
     A finger entered her holy of holies and he began to speak to 
her.
     'I can't believe what's happened in such a short time, female.  
Just a few weeks ago I was a vicar in a job I hated with a wife and 
children whom I thought treated me with disdain.  Then I was 
introduced to a group of people who I was to learn, had been bonking 
my wife and daughter for weeks.  And they wanted me to be part of 
their group too so here I am feeling up the wife of the leader, probably 
while he watches, while she lays here, letting me do whatever I want.  
My cock is so hard I'm scared of coming, but I want to hold off until at 
least I get through having my way with two more youngsters, one of 
them, my own daughter.  I could be dreaming.'
     His finger was inserted deep within her, frigging in and out.  
She sighed with pleasure, from the feelings going on within her, from 
the gentleness of his voice, the incredulity that emanated from his lips.
     'Roll over, female.  Show yourself to me.'
     She laid there, not looking into his face, feeling his eyes roam 
over her body then his hands as they began to touch her, gliding over 
swollen breasts filled with mother's milk, waist and hips taut from her 
tender years, her love mound denuded of hair, holding the gateway to 
her precious openings.  Fingers dallied at her entrance, patiently 
spreading the petals.   Hands prised her legs apart, widely, opening the 
lips as though waiting to be kissed.   He leaned over and placed his 
lips softly over her entrance.  She could feel his warm breath as he 
exhaled, smoothing the moistness.
     And then his kiss lingered more than chastely.  He sucked and 
his tongue pressed forward, wetting her even more than her own body 
fluids, sliding along the tight crease of her vulva, sliding upwards until 
it reached the hard nub of her clitoris. She sucked air into her chest as 
the sensations jerked her mind.
     His hard tongue pressed against the little lump, pushing up 
under the hood that protected it when not aroused, back down again to 
tickle it sideways.  He had brought her well along the way towards 
orgasm when he lifted his face.
     'Finish yourself off, female.  I want to see you come. Quickly.  
Masturbate until you come in front of me.'
     She groaned with frustration and disappointment as the 
sensations quickly drained away, her groin left in limbo as his face 
rose.  She brought one hand to cup her mound, a finger insinuating 
itself within the crevice, feeling for the point that had to be 
manipulated for her to reach the peak of response.  She spread her legs 
wider and tucked her heels into her bottom to make the centre of her 
enjoyment more accessible.  Fingers rotated against the love-nub, then 
crossways and up and down until she reached the similar peak she had 
when his tongue was stimulating her.
     Fingers, she knew, were the best.  After Richard's big cock, 
that was, but tongues were softer, gentler and brought her pleasure in 
rippling waves that rolled through her again and again.  But fingers 
caused the landslide she knew she would bring on herself.  Slowly 
building and when the time was right, a massive orgasm that took 
one's breath away but lasted for such a short while.
     She closed her eyes, not caring about the man at her side 
watching every movement she made, or probably the men watching 
through the adjoining wall.  They were all part of her Forum of lovers.  
She was sorry her wives could not see her pleasures but they had their 
own times here so they were really all equal. 
     The onslaught was near, her breath rushing between her teeth, 
her heels lifting up as waves of pre-orgasmic pleasure raced to her 
brain.  She let herself go completely, crying out as though in pain and 
yet wanting it to happen so much that there was no way anyone could 
make her to stop now.  The crest was near and then so quickly on her.
     She rubbed herself harder, pressing with all her strength on 
the little lump that brought so much joy, legs high and quivering, 
mouth twisted in concentration as she urged the feelings to never stop.  
The veins and sinews in her neck taut, muscular contractions as she 
reached the peak of woman's pleasure.  There were no spill juices to 
show she had gained the ultimate pleasure but the perspiration on her 
brow spoke loud of the exertion she had expended in achieving it.
     As she relaxed she felt a soft mouth cup her well spread pussy 
and his soft tongue gliding gently over the parted leaves. He kissed the 
opening once and moved to her side.
     'Thank you, female, your display was beyond my 
expectations.  I have never seen such beauty.  Your punishment this 
time is cancelled, my dear.'  He helped her sit up and then stepped 
between her knees to hug and cuddle her as a loving husband would.  
They embraced and snuggled their faces into each other's necks for 
many minutes.
     'You are to report to The Room of Purity for the next two 
mornings, female,' he whispered in her ear.   'Tomorrow you will 
conduct an act of incest on your son before me and the camera.'
     'No,' she gasped in shock.  'The children were not to be 
touched in any way.  They are only six months old.'
     He held her at arms length and with venom in his voice, 
reiterated his requirements.  'In this room, your High Priest commands 
ultimate obedience.  You will present both yourself and your son in 
total nudity and then carry out everything I command, without 
exception, is that understood?'
     'Yes, Eminence,' she agreed almost unable to speak.
     'The following day at the same time, you will commit similar 
acts on the female.   The acts will not hurt them in any way and at 
their age what takes place could never be understood as anything but a 
mother playing with her child, playing with them in happiness and 
love.'
     He continued.  'Never, ever question your High Priest, your 
High Priest of Love, Sex and Understanding, if you want the whole 
title.  Never again or you will suffer.'
     'I apologise, Eminence,' she sobbed, thinking only of what she 
may have to do tomorrow.  But she knew she would do as she was 
bidden.
     She stood zombie-like as he dressed her, replacing her bright 
yellow gown and tying the belt around her waist.   He attached the 
hem of her dress and released her breasts from the bodice, then told 
her to wear the gown for the rest of this day.

Chapter Nineteen
     Jane was on time.  Her gown was the same as the others, soft 
sky-blue in colour.
     'You are nothing but female, grown for the pleasure of men. 
Have you been sodomised yet.'
     'Yes, daddy, several times.'
     'In this room you are nothing but flesh and sex openings. You 
have no father, just a High Priest who has total control over you, 
remember that'.  He went on to explain his requirements.
     'I understand, Eminence,' she smiled to herself.
     'When is your monthly period due to commence?'
     'In about a week, Eminence.  Soon, but I'm not exactly sure. I 
can tell you later.'
     'It's not necessary.  Seeing you've lost your maidenhead, I 
assume you too use an internal tampon?'
     'Yes, Eminence, Carefree tampons.'
     'This time and unless you're told otherwise, you will wear 
external pads.   Nothing inside your vagina.  And this is to go between 
your opening and the pad.   Put a fresh pad and this on one hour before 
you report to me on the morning of the second day of your period.  But 
do not wash yourself between your legs when you change at that time.'
     He handed her a sheet of translucent paper, very flimsy.
     'You have permission to wear underpants while you use 
sanitary pads.   I don't know how you could keep them in place 
otherwise.'
     'Yes, Eminence.'
     'I have asked the others.   Have you been fucked during your 
period before now, female.'
     'No, never, Eminence.'
     'Good.  There may be a first time for that but when and who it 
will be with is unknown to you at present.'
     'What single act gives you the most intense gratification, 
female?'
     'Gosh, I don't know,' she mused.   'I think it's probably having 
one of my wives, Margot I think, make love to me with her mouth.  
But being fucked by any one of my husbands nearly always makes me 
come too.'  She had a wistful smile on her face, her thoughts forgetting 
to acknowledge his eminence.'
     'I have already fucked you, female.  But I've never carried out 
the act of sodomy on anyone.  It is a wish,' he told her.
     'My body is available for anything you want to do with it, 
Eminence,' she answered innocently.
     'What does "anything" mean, female?'
     'It means whatever you desire, without restriction,' her voice 
almost sobbed as she acquiesced to what she knew he was leading up 
to.
     'There are many things you would never have suspected, that I 
will one day wish to perform upon you, female.  You may one day rue 
your answer.  Still it was brave.'
     He lifted the hem of her gown to expose her buttocks.
     'I will sodomise you now.  Lean against the altar and spread 
your buttocks with your hands.'
     As she did so he spoke again.  'I see you have prepared both 
entrances with lubricant.  Good.'
     He pressed his hardness against the crinkled bottomhole and 
found himself sliding easily inside.  She gave no indication of pain 
except she tried to open her legs wider and began to stand on tiptoe.
     It was the High Priest that first began to grunt as he felt his 
climax approaching far more quickly than he wanted.  It took all his 
will power to hold back even though he felt a small amount of pre-
seminal fluid rise up and spill inside his daughter. When he regained 
some control he withdrew and stood, holding the base of his cock in a 
strangle hold to avoid ejaculating.  There was still one more female to 
come and it was this one he intended to shoot his semen into today.
     'Turn around, female.  Kneel, and wash your High Priest's 
staff.  Carefully.'
     She found his cock still hard and slightly stained from where 
it had been withdrawn.  She had done this before and knew the bitter 
taste she would encounter.  It was not an unpleasant task to clean his 
manhood, for any taste quickly subsided as she swallowed her own 
juices.  She maintained her stance, licking and sucking the length as 
far as she could inside her mouth until the bitterness was no more.
     'Thank you, my child,' he said almost paternally.  'We will 
share many moments together.  He drew down the bodice of her gown 
and after lathing each nipple in saliva, sent her away as the others had 
been, her breasts and posterior bared to all.

     Ginny had no intention of acting the shy, innocent type. She 
was looking forward to her session and the smile on her face showed 
exactly that as she walked through the door.
     'You must take the correct stance, female,' he said 
unlovingly.
     'But, Sir, I just want to let you fuck me.  I need it,' she pleaded 
with a wide smile.
     She received the rounds of the kitchen and as punishment, 
found her bodice removed and each nipple being severely pinched. So 
hard that they had turned white on the tips.
     'If you make any sound, I will press harder until the flesh 
becomes pulp.  Your High Priest means what he says, eyes down with 
a demure and innocent presence unless you are told differently. I 
assume you understand that now?'
     He then went on to give her the terms of her presence within 
The Room of Purity and she was glad when he finished because only 
then did he release her agonised breasts.
     'When is your next menses, female.'
     'In three weeks, Eminence.'
     'On the first day, you will remind me that it has arrived. On 
the morning of the second day before sunrise, you will remove the 
protection you were wearing and you must not wash between your 
legs.   Insert this into your vagina and leave all other protection off.  
You will report naked to me here at ten o'clock and if there is any 
leakage, you will simply let it run down your thighs where it will no 
doubt quickly dry.'
     She looked at what he had handed her and found to her 
horror, just a piece of crumpled paper, not thick but soft like a tissue 
but more translucent.  It was the same as Jane had been instructed to 
wear over her shield.
     'I take it you too have been buggered?  Had a man's cock up 
your backside?'
     'Yes, of course, Eminence, all of my holes are for the use of 
any husband to calm his desires.'
     'Does it hurt?'
     'Not now, Eminence, I've learned how to accept the hardness 
so it feels no different to going to the toilet.'
     'Does it arouse you?'
     'Not so much, Eminence, I much prefer a man's cock up my 
pussy.  I come every time that way.'
     'Do you now?   I'm impressed.   Are your breasts still 
hurting?'
     'No, just tingling now, Eminence.  But it hurt real bad at the 
time.  Did you see the tears in my eyes?'
     'I did but it was of no concern to me.  You deserved it all. 
Now you can calm my desires, female.  You will not receive any 
pleasure except in the knowledge that I will.'
     He removed the robe to disclose complete nudity beneath.  'I 
have carried out many sexual activities today on five females over 
nearly eight hours.  I am exhausted and yet highly sexed.  You will 
suck the seed from my body and drink it's richness down and you will 
do it slowly and tenderly.  Strip naked and commence.'
     He laid down on his own altar, cock raised high.  She moved 
to his side, kissed him lovingly on the lips then climbed up on the altar 
too, her knees straddling his face.  She lowered herself down into the 
sixty-nine position, holding her vagina just out of reach of his tongue.  
He had no desire to reach up but her muskiness wafted over his 
nostrils filling him with erotic feelings.  Her child-like hands cupped 
his testicles, tickling the hairs, sending urgent signals to his brain.  No 
sooner had she sucked his hardness inside than she felt the first tensing 
and semen spurted into her mouth.  She moved her mouth quickly up 
and down along his cock until the last of his load had been spent, 
swallowing when she was filled, giving him all the pleasure she could.  
Not until he was quite soft did she release him, rubbing the damp flesh 
against her cheek and then turning around to cradle his face in her 
arms, kissing him as his eyes closed.  They slept together in The Room 
of Purity until sunrise.
     She lifted her head when the light woke her.
     'Phillip's coming today.  Jane and I have to get ready.  Thank 
you, Geoff.  It was wonderful.'
     'Eminence,' he growled the correction as he clipped her 
naked behind with his hand.
     'Ouch.'

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