Like I couldn’t even think, as if I was bewitched somehow, my body just obeyed that voice and my own mind had become superfluous. I started scrubbing the floor creampie with a cloth even though my knees were hurting. I worked my way all the way up to the aisle when I heard the voice again he ordered me to step onto the altar. I know we aren’t suppose to, the elders have told us time and again, that we shouldn’t even touch the altar to clean it, that we aren’t humble and subservient enough yet, that we have to wait until we’re in the forth or the fifth group. But I couldn’t disobey that voice, it was physically impossible to disobey. I fought the impulse to touch the white marble, to climb up on the big marble table, but my body just did it anyway. The marble was really cold against my legs, I sat on the altar and looked up at the oval shape, the oval shape was the symbol of our God, we all had oval shaped ornaments in our house. In the past I even had an oval shaped necklace, but in here we weren’t allowed to have jewelery. As I stared at the oval I felt my body tingling, my mind tingling, there was still a whiff of incense lingering in the chapel. My eyes were warm, they started to sting, almost as if the oval was exuding this blinding bright light, my eyes even started watering and then suddenly a shadow appeared in that blinding light, a shadowy figure that came blonde closer and closer, bigger and bigger. It was a man, but not really, it was bigger than a man, it was God. God himself. He didn’t need to introduce himself I just knew, I could feel it in every being of my body. He walked towards me, becoming less and less translucent and more and more real. I could only stare at him, babe in awe, I was bewitched. He walked towards me, real footsteps, footsteps I could hear stepping on the stone. The tip of his index finger touched my forehead and everything went black. I must have fainted or something. When I came to, I was laying on the alter, stretched out, the shining bright lights were blowjob gone. I sat up straight. I wasn’t sure what had happened, but I didn’t forget I had met God. I looked around to see if he was still there. He was rumbling pussy around stirring the concoction. allowed too, not at your own leisure babe you little whore. “Your mother will be home in a few days. Sure enough, Ms. Martin had just sent an email to a Susan Stuart. Goddess had two contracts. But they were well beyond normal. He needed a topic. Then, out it slid, a small red, egg-shaped toy, I could feel it vibrating gently, as it passed my fingers. I grinned to myself thinking about how our parents would react if they could hear what the creampie boys were saying. “They liked your body. Elsie’s eyes lit up. My Master is relaxing back in a canvas safari chair, his loose pants bulging blonde with an erection. He handed me the wooden spoon that was used to stir the concoction with, and told me to slap myself on the ass. I would dine upon this bitch’s cunt and it would be the finest pussy meal I could ever imagine. Are we done?” motionless as Bull walked away and quietly grabbed the piece blowjob of hard