Chapter 2 Continued: Victoria side

“Ugh…” Victoria gradually regained consciousness, and she found herself in a really bad situation; she was strapped to a chair, and both her hands and feet were bound by rope to the chair. Her head was fitted with a headgear with an eye speculum to **** her eyes open and limit her head movement.

“Have you woken up?”

Victoria finally noticed that there were other people in the room beside her. Mistress Domina followed by Gabriella came into her field of view.

“Gabriella! You traitorous bitch!” Victoria yelled at her fiancé’s twin sister.

“Traitor? I don’t think so, I have been always at their side since the beginning. Honestly, it was too easy to lure you. You are too obsessed with saving your mom that once things involve her, you become careless and naive. If you heed my sister’s advice to stay at home and keep yourself safe, this would not happen,” Gabriella sneered, “but soon, you will not care about your mom or my sister, you will do everything for the glory of Bael, Prince of Hell, just like me, my mother, or any other women in this establishment.”

“You liar! You are actually a member of the cult!”

“Thanks for the compliment, I made up a lot of stuff in our previous conversation, it’s funny to see you have **** but to accept my lies. Do you want to know another lie I tell you? Sorry that previously I said that It’s not like everyone in my company is a member of the cult and Gloria will end up fine, almost every woman in companies affiliated with the Kohls Foundation, from top to bottom, has converted their belief to worship Him as our lord. My sister probably has been caught by them now, serve her right for snooping around a matter she shouldn’t know,” Gabriella gloated gleefully. She wanted to see Victoria becoming scared of the realization that even her lover had fallen to their grasp.

“Have you said enough words? Daddy Bael already gave His command; let initiate her before granting her wish to meet her mother, and then send them both to His place, don’t make Daddy wait, you can talk with her as much as you want after she goes through the initiation,” Mistress Domina interjected. As one of the persons in charge of The Bad Habit, her role was to play as a supervisor and enforcer of Daddy Bael’s will. She kept slut like Gabriella in line and disciplined. The wider Daddy’s influence, the more women he converted to be his slut, but not every one of these sluts were devotedly practicing his teaching like her and her fellow whore nuns. Some of these sluts have some of their priority in the wrong order.

There were two most important commandments in Daddy’s teaching. The first commandment was to obey Daddy Bael. The second commandment was that they should aim to please Daddy Bael with their action. The problem arose from the second commandment because it had a wide multi-interpretation, and Daddy never bothered to say which interpretation was correct but instead pushed those sluts to be more creative to make him entertained. Pleasing the Prince of Hell could be done in various actions; for example, being an absolutely wicked bitch slut that trampled on other women was one. Some slut like Gabriella adopt this way of pleasing Daddy Bael, but Mistress Domina needed to remind her that the best way to please Daddy was to make sure Daddy got what he wanted, quickly and flawlessly as this was also in line with obeying Daddy Bael.

“Stop…what are you doing to me?”

Mistress Domina injected Victoria with some unknown **** before she attached the syringe to an IV line. The IV bag in the end of the line contained viscous milky white colored liquid.

“You shall rejoice that we inject you with a **** mixed with Daddy’s cum directly into your blood veins, consider it as a sacred liquid,” said the woman who was once the Mother Superior of the convent with a zealous tone. “The **** would make your mind pliable and easily influenced. Enough to make you docile until we sent you to Daddy’s place for the full treatment.”

“We will leave you alone for a while, worry not, you won’t be bored because we have a video that you must watch.”

The two did as they said after they checked everything had been in place, they exited the room, leaving Victoria alone in the dim-lit room. The brightest source of light in the room was the large monitor in front of her that started to play a video.

The first scene she saw was her mom, with a few other women, sitting in something that look like an office meeting room, confusion could be seen clearly on their faces. They were probably confused about why they were there. The next moment, a man in priest garb entered the room followed by another woman she recognized albeit she looked a bit different in the video, the woman was Ivanna Kohls, but she looked a lot bolder…whorish in fact, but she would not mistake her face that numerous time printed on the magazine she read, one of the women she idolized because of her success story for any other woman albeit this one looked like slutty of her.

“I know you ladies have been confused as to why I invited you here, I want you to meet my spiritual teacher, Father Robert Bael, he had some nice things to say to you,” said Ivanna to her audience.

The man had a wide weird grin on his face, “Don’t be scared, relax, only when you are calm and relaxed that our talk be effective, I know you ladies understand this principle, calm and relax.”

_Calm and Relax. _It wasn’t only the women in the video who suddenly became relaxed, Victoria felt all her muscles relaxed, and her anxious mind calmed down, following what Father Bael in the video said.

“Good. Next, we can move to the important part, I don’t know whether you are Christian, embracing other religions, or even an atheist, I don't care, you are in this room because Ivy here feels that you need spiritual guidance from me. You ladies know well that Ivy was right, you need help, you need guidance from me, hidden beneath your tough exterior of an independent strong woman lies a confused little girl who was unsure of whether they did the right thing or not, whether the thing was good or bad for others."

These women instantly seemed to lose their confidence after they heard what Father Bael said. Many of them looked lost and anxious.

"Worry not, it's the reason I'm here, I will be your spiritual guide, your moral support, and pillar of your belief, I will bring you inner peace, I will teach you what is right and wrong, I know the best for this matter, I am a priest, I teach you the word of God, as long as you follow the God’s teaching, you will be peaceful, and happy.”

The smile was back on the face of some of these women, but some still looked lost and doubtful.

The man continued, “I know some of you may hesitate to follow another religious teaching from what you believe, but what I teach isn’t Christianity, but something universal that everyone can learn, for example, teaching about compassion, love, and sex. That thing isn’t limited to just certain religions, I believe you ladies all decent human beings that aren’t close-minded to learn about compassion.”

As a lesbian, Victoria considered herself open-minded and progressive about things like love, compassion, and sexual relations. She felt bad that previously just because she knew the man was behind the cult, she didn’t want to hear what he said. Now, she put behind the label she placed on the man, she was anticipating what the man going to say. Even her dire situation no longer made her anxious. She was calm, relaxed, and happy.

“The first thing I will teach you is that it’s okay to accept that you are hypersexual, it’s not shameful that you can only think about sex most of the day, that your cunts are always wet and wanting something to fill it. You want sex with men, you want sex with women, whether they were someone you know or some stranger you just met, it’s okay to ask them whether they want to fuck you. A needy slut is what you ladies are, and you should learn to be true to yourself of what you want.”

_I’m a needy slut. _Victoria’s pussy became wet as wild thoughts about sex filled her mind. To her surprise, her fantasy was filled with dick instead of pussy, she recalled the time she gave a head to her sponsor to get a gig, then her fantasy changed into her being molested by the photographer in one modeling session. Her mind flashed various fantasy situations where she was being fucked by men or giving some sexual service to men. She wanted to rub her pussy so badly, but unfortunately, her hand was bound.

The women in the video also started to rub their pussy through their skirts or pants. Like a domino, after someone started to moan, the other followed. A chorus of squeals changed into high-pitched screams of ecstasy as they cum.

Victoria watched the scene where her mom rubbed her pussy frantically until she orgasmed so hard that her pupil rolled back.

The screen then went black for a few seconds before it changed the scene into a different one. This time, it showed her mom, Bridget, already looked quite different than what Victoria was familiar with, she was dressed in a black crop top that was a few sizes smaller than her size, and a matching colored mini skirt. A thick black colored makeup caked her face, and her brunette hair was dyed purple and cut short. Victoria realized that her mom was dressing like a goth…a Goth tramp to be exact. The scene was filmed in a bedroom Victoria didn’t recognize, aside from her mom, there were two other guys in the room, they look like guys in their early 20.

Victoria realized what her mom going to do when the guys unbuckled their pants and let their dick out.

Bridget squatted between these two young men and started to give one of them a blowjob and the other one a handjob. She swapped between the two a few times.

“Mommy bitch, I’m going to cum,” said one of the men.

“Me too,” said the other one.

“Hold it for a moment, boys,” she stopped stimulating their dicks. Bridget then kneeled and opened her mouth, she pulled the side of her lips so it could open wider.

“Shoot your cum on my mouth, boys.”

The two boys then shot their loads with Bridget's mouth as their target, but it inevitably fell everywhere on her body.

“Yummy, thanks for your cum, boys, Mommy finally eats something nutritious today. I will give you a discount today for being good boys.”

From her action in the video, Victoria judged that her mom worked as a whore now. But somehow she could accept her mom’s new occupation without being terrified. Father Bael’s command to not be ashamed about sexual-related things was working effectively to pacify her, she understood that like her, her mom is a needy slut whose cunts are always wet and wanting someone to fill it. Being whore was not too bad, they could get money while at the same time filling their needy pussy.

Back to the video, after Bridget got the money from the boys, the scene changed back to the room she saw in the first scene of the video. Aside from her mom, some of the previous women who were together with her in the first meeting with Father Bael were also there. Their appearances were also changed like her mom's; they have a variety of styles, some looked like a typical bimbo, sexy nun, schoolgirl, punk, or goth-like her mom, but what they had in common was that they were a whorish parody of those styles.

“I hope you enjoy your stay at our dormitory and I am glad you ladies took my advice to start whoring yourself to fill your free time with something productive. I gather you here because it’s time for our second lesson; From your few days of whoring, you must have collected some sum of money in your hand, what I going to teach you is that wealth, in the wrong hand, is the root of all evil, I doubt that your sex-filled mind can manage your wealth wisely, and this is a really bad thing, this lets you spend money recklessly to something you don’t need, and will lead you into temptation and become ensnared by many foolish and harmful desires that plunge you into ruin and destruction. Scary isn’t it?”

The man continued after seeing his audience looked shaken by his word, “The Church of Ero will manage all your money and wealth from now, someone from the church will be your pimp, and you will give them all your hard-earned income and wealth to them, in return, they will give you an allowance for you to use. I and the church know best how to use your wealth wisely and will advise you on how to spend your allowance we give you so you don’t need to be insecure with your incapability of handling money.”

The concept of accounting and money management was wiped out from not only those women’s brains but also Victoria’s. She didn't think that it was weird that she had the thought to give her life savings to the Church of Ero after she got freed.

The scene in the video changed again, this time it showed an orgy, Victoria saw her mom being spit-roasted by two strangers. It was not only her mother, the women she saw previously were also there, having sex with men, or other women, she even saw Mistress Domina fucking a young woman with a strapon. Their face showed nothing but bliss. The weirdness started when the men were cumming hard, even Mistress Domina got her orgasm, but her mom and the group didn’t, they quickly shrugged off their blissful state and were seemingly frustrated because they were unable to come.

“No…keep fucking me, I have yet my orgasm,” begged Bridget. Similar lines were heard all over the room, said by other women who had yet to achieve their orgasm.

The camera then moved to Father Bael who sat on his throne, naked, with his big dick erect in all glory.

“I intentionally prevent you sluts from orgasming because it’s time for you sluts to learn a new lesson; you have experienced how blissful your life was the last few days, you don’t need to think about things like money or food, we manage it for you, and you could focus in satisfying your carnal desire, don’t you think it’s will be nice if you can let me dictate more of what are you doing? You didn’t need to think, I will think for you, I will tell you how you should act, what you needed to do for the day, and at the end of the day, you can fuck your brain out without care, now, I will give you a chance, if you want to cum, to continue your day like this, submit to me. On the other hand, I can send you back to your boring old lives, which one do you pick? If you want to cum, crawl here, and pledge your allegiance to my dick. I will fuck your brain out, and I ensure you have the greatest orgasm in your life. The lesson here is my dick is your path to happiness!”

Victoria saw the first one who crawled toward Father Bael was her mother.

“I submit to your dick, Daddy, please let me cum!” Bridget begged, then prostrating herself in front of him.

“Rise, slut, I accept your allegiance, I will baptism you with my dick,” said Father Bael.

Her mom impaled herself on top of Father Bael’s big dick, she howled in ecstasy, as she ride his dick up and down.

“I’m cumming!” Bridget squealed, her eyes already rolled back at that point. Her body trembled as Father Bael unleashed his load inside her at the same time she achieved the greatest orgasm she ever experienced in her life.

The video was then cut short at that point and the monitor turned dim with a static image. In the room, as if Victoria was synchronized with her mom, she squirted like a broken faucet at the same time Father Bael came inside her mom. Her mind went blank and Victoria lost her consciousness once again.

The stench of smoke woke Victoria up, she didn’t how long she had lost consciousness. She was still in her previous dress, albeit she no longer had any underwear and the skirt part of her seemed to be ripped apart and cut short.

She looked at the source of the smoke and found that it was from a familiar someone, “Mom?”

Victoria saw that it was her mom who smoked the cigarettes, her mom was never a smoker before! Victoria got her model figures because how her mom always insist she live a healthy lifestyle.

The current Bridget looked quite different even from the video aside from the face. Her hair was slightly longer now than in the video where her hair was cut short, and it was shaved on one side. She was dressed in a skimpy bodycon dress that outline her new fake tits. On her arm, there was a skull tattoo on her right upper arm and thorny vines that down to her lower arm forming a tattoo sleeve. From the video to the current, she probably did some heavy workouts because her body was even fitter than before and packed some lean muscle. She reminded Victoria of a stereotypical butch dyke, which Bridget was not because Victoria knew that Bridget was a cock-hungry whore based on the video.

“Mom? Uhm…who are you?” Bridget looked at Victoria coldly like she looked at a stranger.

“Mom, It’s me, Victoria, your daughter.”

“Oh, right, I remember now, I have a daughter named Victoria. Sorry, Baby, Daddy tells me to focus on whoring, and worshipping him, so I don’t think about you,” Bridget answered nonchalantly, she didn't even feel guilty for forgetting that Victoria was her daughter.

“Mom, let’s escape from here!”

“Escape, why should I? I am happy here, I can fuck all day long without caring about anything in life, there is no need to think about the hard stuff, only fucking and keep myself fit. This is a peak life. I choose this kind of life rather than back to being my boring self.” Bridget refused Victoria’s offer directly.

_Fuck all day long…no need to think about the hard stuff…fuck…fuck..fuck. _The words of Bridget penetrate deeply into Victoria’s mind. It tempted her even when Victoria didn’t want to admit it.

“Look at you, you are all wet now, my baby girl. We are the same kind of people, someone who is always horny, and need their cunt to be filled all the time. I understand now why Mistress Domina brings you to me.”

Bridget looked at Victoria with a lustful grin that a mother shouldn’t have for her daughter. “If you are my daughter, repeat after me; I want to be a whore.”

“No!” Victoria resisted.

“This might convince you,” Bridget cornered her daughter so she have no room to escape, she then started to finger Victoria’s defenseless pussy, “Repeat after me; I want to be a whore.”

“I…I want to be a whore,” Victoria finally relented as Bridget keep stimulating her pussy. Lust had clouded her judgment.

“I want to be a whore for Daddy Bael,” Bridget gave her the next words.

“I want to be a whore for Daddy Bael,” Victoria repeated her mommy’s words with less hesitation this time.

“Daddy Bael is my master and lord, I want to submit to him.”

“Daddy Bael is my…master and…Lord, I want to submittttt….” Victoria started to slur her speech as her mom skillfully brought her to the edge of orgasm just with her finger.

“Cum…Cum for Mommy…Cum so you will be reborn to be Daddy’s slutty little girl ,” Bridget pinched Victoria’s clit as hard as she could while whispering that word to Victoria’s ears.

“I cumming!!!” Her mind was battered by another mind-breaking orgasm. At that moment, all the ideas that were planted by the video took a deeper root in her mind without any more resistance. Victoria was almost completely reborn to be Daddy Bael’s slut. The only thing that yet sealed her fate was because of she had yet to meet the devilish priest directly.

Could Victoria and Gloria escape from the influence that had taken hold of their mind?

To Be Continued in the next chapter

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