The Underground Temple

"Whew, I do think I outdid myself!" Jillian puffed her chest out in pride.

By the time Jillian was done Anna's body looked like a holy tapestry. The golden vines coiled around her body branching off into words of ownership marking her as Derren's in mind, body, and spirit. A scene of women kneeling before their lord was also painstakingly etched upon her back. In an instant she went from a free-willed, ruthless politician to a meek and humbled servant of her lord. No longer would she pretend to stand on her morals as she attended church more for her own image than a real sense of belief.

"Thank you for showing me the truth, Holy Mother" Anna said in a deep bow.

"Ufufu, of course, I am always happy to introduce another sister to our flock!" Jillian said with a hint of smugness.

"When can I meet my lord and savior, Holy Mother? He walks among us right?" Anna asked as she raised her head slightly to meet Jillian's eyes.

"Yes, yes, he walks among us indeed, but he is carrying out his own machinations. He hasn't the time to attend to all our needs. While he still wears the flesh of a man we must simply be there for when he needs us, and in due time I have faith he'll do the same." Jillian's eyes sparkled as she talked about her lord.

"B-but how do I devote myself to him if I can't meet him?" Anna implored, tears beginning to roll down her cheeks.

"Ah, don't cry my child. You already have a sacred duty." Jillian said as she wiped away the tears.

"Really! Please tell me my duty!" Anna clasped her hands together in reverence.

"I'll tell you soon, but first you should see the temple you will be serving in. It is time I showed you this church in all its glory." Jillian said as she extended a hand to Anna.

"Yes, please guide me Holy Mother." Anna said as she grasped Jillian's hand.

Most of what Anna was shown within the chapel was the same as she had remembered it to be with the exception being that all Christian imagery was replaced by images depicting the new god she now worshiped. Looking at these images made her wonder how she missed them when she first arrived, but was thankful she didn't. The her from just 15 minuets earlier was not prepared to accept the lord into her heart as she had now.

As she was filled to excess with righteousness of her new path in life, the Holy Mother lead her outside behind the church to the bulkhead doors that lead to the church's supply cellar.

"Er, not to be rude Holy Mother, but what could possibly be in this cellar that would be worth dragging me into it?" Anna said with a bit of her former self's attitude.

"Goodness, such impatience. Come and follow surly you trust I wouldn't drag you down here without reason?" Jillian said in a way that implied that further attitude would not be forgiven as easily.

"Y-yes, my apologies Holy Mother." Anna looked like a scolded puppy as she apologized which was satisfactory enough for Jillian to let the matter drop.

The cellar was as dark and dingy as anyone would expect but it was what Anna had assumed, a small cluttered storage basement. Jillian seemed to not care about much of anything in this space as she walked swiftly to the opposite wall and knocked her fist against it.

To Anna's surprise the sound produced was that of a wooden door being knocked not the concrete the walls of this basement was clearly made from. With a slight creak the wall swung open, revealing a secret passage. On the other side of the passageway stood two women dressed in the priestess garb of this church.

""Welcome Holy Mother!"" The two priestesses said in unison as they bowed deeply in respect.

Without another word they turned and lead Jillian and Anna into a long and winding hallway. It was wide, slightly damp, and had torches held in sconces that lit the way. As they walked it became clear to Anna that this was much more of a grand structure than she could have ever imagined. They soon passed several different doors and passageways but they continued walking straight down the hall. As they approached the end of the hall Jillian broke the long silence.

"Anna dear, I'd like to begin with showing you one of our stables." Jillian said.

"You keep horses underground?" Anna said with sincere confusion.

"Hm Hm, funny. But it isn't that kind of stable." Jillian said as the priestesses opened the door.

Immediately the smell of sex was overwhelming. It smelled like a whore house that hadn't been washed in a month. Anna gaged at the musky scent of sex that blasted her in the face as soon as the door was open. However, Jillian and the two priestesses seemed unperturbed. Once Anna had her bearings she noticed the currently empty room looked more like a dungeon than an actual stable. There were chains and shackles set up to bind someone to the wall by their hands and feet.

"What... I'm sorry but why is this called a stable?" Anna inquired.

"Are they close?" Jillian asked one of the priestesses.

"Yes, Holy Mother." She responded.

Soon after, ten of the most stellar looking women Anna had ever seen had filed into the room. There was no way these women weren't super models. Bound by a collar and led by a chained leash were ten of the hottest studs Anna had ever seen. They wore not a single article of clothing. The women shackled the men to the wall so their ankles were bound so their feet hovered just slightly off the ground and their arms were shackled high above their heads. Not long after they were bound more women came in. These women were less attractive but not unattractive, it was just that they couldn't compare themselves to the women who led the men in. They came in robes, the same as all the other women, and were holding basins full of some kind of fluid that Anna couldn't identify. The basin holding women kneeled before the men's crotch and almost clinically proceeded to apply the liquid from the basin on their cocks. After some gentle stroking of their cocks they were at full mast, it looked painful how hard they were. While this was happening the women who first entered the room removed their robes, folded them, and knelt down on top of them. Anna was surprised to see them pull out a dildo from their pussy. She was shocked that they were in there the entire time, but watched transfixed nonetheless as the women began praying as they fucked themselves with the dildo. When both groups of women were done the basin wielding women placed their basins aside and held out their hands, the first group of women placed the well used dildos in their hands. This was done with grand reverence. Why a dildo was so important to them though, Anna couldn't guess.

The women who had fucked themselves with the dildo then pressed themselves onto the men's dicks without a word or a hint of foreplay. It was again very clinical just insertion and hip thrusting. They didn't look like they were even into this. The men on the other hand were too lost in pleasure and pain from having their overly throbbing hard cocks squeezed by a wet pussy to even care about what was going on or who was doing them. It seemed as though the men climaxed two or three times in the span of a minute, however, the women never even let out a pleasured moan. They then grabbed the dildo and placed it back in their sloppy snatch. They got dressed and left without a word.

"Holy Mother, pardon me but what the fuck was that?!" Anna declared.

"Yes, well, the lord may want all women for himself, but what happens if we stop having sex with other men?" Jillian posed.

"Our population would decline?" Anna answered.

"Yes, and that won't do. He'd get board in a desolate world. Therefore we take the most attractive women and pair them with our most attractive breeding stock and then have them hopefully provide beautiful women for years to come." Jillian explained.

"However, no one wants to climax to anyone but our lord so we devised a powerful aphrodisiac that gets applied to their pathetic cocks, it makes them pathetic quick-shots so that we can get knocked up and get off them before we even feel anything." Jillian said.

"Tha-that's amazing! Are all men aside from our lord treated this way?" Anna gleamed.

"Oh no, no, it could get much worse for them." Jillian laughed as she sadistically kick the dick of one of the men. With a cry of pain he shot a rope of seed across the room.

"Really, being breeding stock for our lord is a high honor for these men. At least when they are not on duty they are well cared for." Jillian stated.

"What happens to the other men?" Anna asked.

"Well, we make them toil away as workers for our lord as all lower beings should." Jillian said matter of factly.

"Are they treated well?" Anna couldn't help to ask.

"You'll see for yourself soon enough." Jillian said with a wicked grin.

"Now come, we have another stop to make." Jillian and Anna were guided away by the two priestess as another group of women filed into the room.

Author's Notes: I think it'll be one more chapter before this side story is wrapped up. I wanted it to be done here but I cut the chapter a little short so I could get this out. I also wanted this out two weekends ago but that didn't pan out either. Now as for the main branch many people were not enjoying the assassin story line and as more people said they didn't care for it, my interest to write it vanished as well. So with that said I will not continue that story line, I'll go back to just after Rose was taken in and write a new line from there.