A Reading from the Book of Goodcunt (Armorica, 186 A.D.)

As translated into English by the order of King James in the year 1550 E.F.

In those days, in the land the Romans called Armorica, there lived in a small village a cunt called Goodcunt, with her mother and father. All of them were goodly followers of the Master, as their forebears had come to those shores from the lands to the North. Goodcunt’s father, Malo, educated her in the ways of letters, so that she might read the ways of the Master for herself. Goodcunt’s mother, Dirtybitch, educated her in the ways in which a cunt may use both her mind and her body to serve men. Goodcunt listened diligently to her parents and became the most loyal servant of the Master in those days.

And the Master was pleased by Goodcunt’s devotion, for she was hot as fuck. Her hair was the color of straw, her breasts soft and very large, and her ass plump and fuckable. Though her family was poor, Goodcunt grew healthy and beautiful, and in her village even those men who did not follow the Master’s path could not help but use her often. So Goodcunt allowed herself to be used, for she walked the True Path.

And in those days it came to the ears of the Emperor in Rome that the followers of the Master believed that all men were the Master on Earth, and the disciples of the Sister Prophets continued to walk the land in the hopes of showing all women the True Path. Now, the Emperor believed himself to be the sole divine soul on Earth, and wished to have his soldiers slaughter all followers of the Master. But the Emperor’s advisors told him that those who followed the Master were popular among the people, for the Master’s cunts sucked and fucked the cocks of all, even those who did not follow the True Path.

So it came to pass, in Goodcunt’s nineteenth year, that the Emperor decreed that all who walked the True Path must either renounce the Master, and that the women must cease to shave their cunts, as all knew that the way to tell a true follower of the Master was by her shaven pussy, or that each family must travel to the capital of their province once each year to pay a tax. Upon hearing of this decree, Goodcunt’s father said, “Oh Master, how can we pay such a tax, for we already use all we have, and the crops have withered this year.” But they loved the Master, and could not renounce Him.

Thus, as the day approached by which the Emperor’s tax must be paid, Goodcunt went unto her parents and spake, “I shall travel to Lugdunum, and there I shall use all of the skills which please the Master to convince the tax collector there to spare our family. My father, you must remain to keep our lands, and my mother, you must remain to serve my father, for if you travel with me whose ass will he fuck each morning?” And her parents saw that Goodcunt’s words contained much wisdom, and gave her their blessing. That night, Goodcunt edged in order to be horny in the Master’s sight, and as she did so asked the Master to keep her family safe and allow her to bring her family good fortune.

So Goodcunt set out for Lugdunum, the capital of the province in those days, but the way was long and arduous. Soon Goodcunt came upon several Roman soldiers, and as all men were the Master on Earth, Goodcunt knelt before them and offered herself. And the soldiers did laugh, and after each used Goodcunt, they spent themselves upon her. Their seed did fall upon her face and hair, and Goodcunt was beautiful in the sight of the Master. Then Goodcunt bathed herself and her hair in a stream, so that she might be clean and desired by any other man who beheld her.

Thus did Goodcunt’s journey proceed, until after some days’ travel she came upon a wanderer in the road. This wanderer bore strange raiments, and spake strangely, but Goodcunt remembered that all men are the Master on Earth, and she knelt before him. The man beheld her beautiful tits and cunt, and was much pleased.

Then the stranger spake unto her, “Well, I see the pussy shaving caught on. Let me guess, bitch, you follow the Master?”

Goodcunt spake, “Yes, Master. I am Goodcunt, daughter of Dirtybitch, and our forebears came to these lands from the North.”

Then the stranger did laugh long and loud, though Goodcunt did not understand why he did so. “Pray, Master,” Goodcunt asked him. “Why does this amuse you so?”

To which the stranger answered, “I didn’t tell them anything about the demeaning names. They made that up all on their own. That’s awesome.”

Goodcunt wished to offer to suck the stranger’s cock, but before she could do so, the heavens opened and a great deluge poured down upon them. Goodcunt had brought no clothing, for she owned none, but she remained on her knees before the stranger as the rain fell upon her.

“Oh, I like you,” the wanderer spake unto her, “but I have to get my equipment out of this rain. Follow me, cunt.”

Goodcunt followed the wanderer, and they came unto a cave where they could shelter from the storm. He instructed her then, “One sec, I should check this thing and see if there’s any water damage.” Goodcunt knelt on the rock and saw that the wanderer took a device beyond her understanding from his own wrist and inspected its workings.

So did a thought grow in Goodcunt’s mind, and she spake to him, “Pray, Master, tell me, are you the true Master, come to Earth in disguise?”

And the wanderer did gaze at her in surprise, and sayeth, “You know what, I am, but how would you guess that, bitch?”

“My parents taught me to read the stories of the Master, and I know that the Master came to Epona and Bonvica and showed them the True Path and did also fuck the shit out of them, and only after the Master had vanished did the Sister Prophets realize whose dick they had truly sucked.”

And the Master spake unto her, “Well, that’s interesting. Sure, that’s what happened. Wait, cunt, you can read?”

“Yes,” sayeth Goodcunt, “my father taught me so I might read the words of the Prophet Sisters myself.”

Then the Master did say unto Goodcunt, “That works out great, because I realized I probably should have been more specific about some stuff, so I came up with a few Commandments.”

And so the Master did give unto Goodcunt a tablet made of the thinnest papyrus, and Goodcunt saw that written upon the tablet were the Commandments of the True Path. The first of these was that no woman should refuse any man who wished to fill her holes. The second of these was that…

“There’s like fifty-seven of them,” spake the Master, “I had trouble narrowing it down. They go onto the back there.”

And Goodcunt did turn over the tablet and saw that, lo, there were Commandments on the back as well, just as the Master had foretold.

Now, Goodcunt followed the True Path well. Goodcunt had continued to edge thrice each day, even during her arduous journey, and thus Goodcunt was indeed horny as fuck. And so she entreated the Master, “Please, O Master, I beg of you, bless me with your Mighty Cock, and use my wet holes, so that I may be beautiful in Your sight.”

And lo, the Master did release his Mighty Cock, and did run it across Goodcunt’s cheek, and the Master told Goodcunt that she was, indeed, a good cunt.

Goodcunt’s family didst teach her to walk in the True Path, and Goodcunt did practice long and well the arts of being a massive slut. Thus, Goodcunt did easily deepthroat the Mighty Cock, for Goodcunt no longer possessed any gag reflex. Goodcunt knew well how to relax the muscles of her sphincter, so as to allow the Master’s Cock to enter freely. And Goodcunt knew those words of power which would increase the arousal of a man, and she did scream all of them in the cave whilst the Master fucked her.

And never once, in the cave with the Master, did Goodcunt ask to come herself, though she did greatly desire to do so. For Goodcunt believed her frustration and horniness would better please the Master than her orgasm, and the Master’s pleasure she held above all.

The Master then decreed that Goodcunt would ride His Mighty Cock, for He was “tired of doing all the work.” And Goodcunt again knew how to roll her womanly hips such that she would most please Him. Though the Master was most distracted, He then instructed Goodcunt that when she went forth from that place, after “whatever deal with your family is taken care of,” she would devote herself to telling other women of His Commandments, just as the Prophet Sisters had spread the True Path before her.

Goodcunt was greatly honored, and spake, “Master, why, of all women… Oh Master, your cock, it’s so big, I can’t… of all women, why should I be worthy of such an honor? I am only a farmer’s daughter from a small village.”

The Master did shrug and said, “Honestly, I just saw you and thought you were really fucking hot.”

Thereafter the Master did leave His seed upon Goodcunt’s face and breasts, and Goodcunt did lick up and swallow the Holy Seed, and Goodcunt did ask Him, “Am I beautiful in your sight, Master?”

And indeed, Goodcunt did greatly please Him, and so she bowed her head and spake, “I know I am but a worthless girl, and you have already bestowed upon me such great honor by fucking me with your Mighty Cock, but I must ask… the Romans persecute us, not only my family but all who follow the True Path. The Emperor decrees that no man is Master but he. I humbly ask, Master, that You, in Your wisdom, show the Romans the light of the True Path, and deliver Your people from persecution.”

And the Master did smile upon Goodcunt, and did sayeth unto her, “Don’t worry, I will. It might not be in your lifetime, but I will not rest until the Romans and everybody else have seen the light. Deal?”

Goodcunt kissed the Mighty Cock of the Master in gratitude, and so the compact between the Master and those who walk the True Path was sealed. And when the fury of the storm ebbed, the Master bid her goodbye and went from her sight.

And so it came to pass that Goodcunt did travel on to Lugdunum, where Goodcunt did go unto the tax collector. And he did remove Goodcunt's family from the tax rolls, as his wife would not let her use her ass, for she was a bitch, but Goodcunt did this and more. For if she could please the true Master, she could please all men on Earth.

Then Goodcunt returned home to her mother and father, and showed them the Master’s commandments and told them of her adventures. They were much amazed, and Dirtybitch was envious that Goodcunt had tasted the Mighty Cock of the Master. And lo, as Goodcunt had promised to the Master, she devoted her life to spreading the Fifty-Nine Commandments of the Master, for the Master had a lot on His mind and had miscounted.

Thusly did the Walkers of the True Path make a compact with the Master, to follow His Commandments, and in exchange he would deliver them from persecution and spread the light of knowledge to all women. And it was good.