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Chapter 11 by Emery Emery

What Does the Voice Suggest (Comment)?

Bare It All for the Lord

"Take off the dress. You don’t want to get it dirty. He has already seen most of you and only has the best intentions for you," the voice said.

Target > 95

1d100+23 Roll = 108

Successful Suggestion (+2 Corruption Points)

Zoe Bellamy (Update)

Corruption Points = 25

Zoe nibbles at her lower lip. She knows she shouldn't feel shame about her own body. It is her temple, after all. And if the Lord wants to bare herself so that her poor, abused butt might receive the healing it needs, then she shouldn't question it for even an instant.

Getting up on her knees on the lumpy couch, she tugs the dress up and off, baring herself completely to Mr. Wilcox. She sets the dress on the back of the couch and can't help blushing, her nipples hard with not a stitch of clothing covering her. Her skin is pale and smooth, and her breasts are perky even without a bra. She puts a hand over her pussy for modesty's sake, not ready for a man to see her down there.

Mr. Wilcox stares and she blushes more. "Wow, dear. Wasn't expecting you to take off the dress, but that makes this easier. Lay down and I'll get started."

Zoe lays on her stomach, very much aware of the view her old man neighbor has of her naked butt. She keeps a hand down between her thighs, just in case.

"Don't just lay down. Present your rear to him, all the easier to apply the salve, dear," the voice said.

Target > 100

1d100+25 Roll = 60

Failed Suggestion

Zoe Bellamy:

Corruption Points = 25

When she hears the voice of the Lord again, Zoe shakes her head. She just can't. Stripping naked on Mr. Wilcox's couch is one thing, but she can't bring herself to stick her butt up too. She'd feel like some cheap whore if she did, like she was offering herself to the old man.

"This might be a little cold. And it might sting." Mr. Wilcox squeezes generous dollops of the KY Jelly onto her butt. He takes hold of her big butt and starts to rub, her pale cheeks glistening more the more he spreads the "ointment" across her skin.

Zoe shivers. Cold doesn't begin to describe it. She buries her face in the couch cushion, whimpering a little whenever the old man's fingers touch a particularly sore spot on her butt. She knows she deserved the spanking as a sinner. She's just thankful her Lord is a merciful God who cares enough for her to receive healing for her butt too.

"God's light sanctifies every shadow! Pull your cheeks apart to hide nothing from the divine eye," the voice said.

Target > 100

1d100+25 Roll = 106

Successful Suggestion (+2 Corruption Points)

Zoe Bellamy (Update)

Corruption Points = 27

Until the Lord speaks to her for a third time on this couch, Zoe thinks she'd been doing pretty well at obeying Him and exposing her vulnerability. When He commands her again, she realizes she hasn't stopped hiding since the dress came off.

As Mr. Wilcox rubs more and more of the "ointment" into her butt, Zoe pulls her hand out from between her thighs and reaches back to spread the plump cheeks of her butt. All of her is laid bare for Mr. Wilcox to see. From her tight rosebud to the little pussy she shaves because she likes how it feels. In little more than a whisper, she says to him, "Here. So you can see everywhere to rub."

When she looks back at Mr. Wilcox, he's tenting the front of his trousers again. She tries not to stare, figuring it's something he can't help as an old man. He clears his throat and says, "Uh. Thank you, dear. I'll be sure to put this ointment everywhere you need it." He squeezes out more dollops of the KY Jelly between her spread cheeks and starts to rub it in, his gnarled hands dipping as low as her inner thighs.

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