By a girl, upon her knees*

'Father' stepped forward into the ring with them. He was the only man present who wasn't wearing a mask… and yet, somehow his face seemed immeasurable to Chastity. Lightly bearded, with silver/black hair and cheeks that creased from smiling. He could have been anywhere from 35 to 60. His eyes glinted in the light with a kind of perpetual laughter that you could never tell whether was with you, or at you. The few times previously she had met him she had found him creepy… to the point of genuine fear. But now… trapped completely naked in the bowels of his own private kingdom… She suddenly found herself inexplicably drawn to him. Like a moth to a flame. The teen was aware it was an odd reaction, even as it happened within her. Yet, she found herself deciding that he truly had only her best interests in mind.

With just a light touch upon their foreheads… he promoted Chastity and her mother down to their knees. Where they stayed, looking up and waiting patiently as he addressed the room at large.

"Brothers! One and all! Welcome, on this most auspicious of days! The day when our two newest devotees have arrived to join us!"

A rumble of cheering approval went around the room, from all its covered faces. The man reached down and gently cupped a hand under Chastity’s chin, the calloused tips of his fingers scratching rough against her soft, young skin.

“And on the very date of this dear thing’s eighteenth year… What fortune have we, to be so blessed? What warm welcome can we give, to make them feel at home?”

Another rumble of suggestive celebration echoed his words, though it would seem the questions were really just hypothetical. As one… the surrounding shadows simply unzipped their flies, and each pulled out a naked phallus. Chastity looked around in blushing confusion. She had never even seen a picture of male genitalia before… though she was vaguely aware that their anatomy was different to her own, and not to be even discussed or imagined by a young lady who wished to remain pure. Yet, her mother’s eyes had taken on a different glint at this simultaneous unveiling. There was a kind of hunger there… a lip-biting

anticipation that her offspring had never seen in her before. Was this something to do with why she had brought them to live here?

The man who wanted to be known as Father had unleashed his own length of meat as well. He stepped closer to chastity, so that the strange thing was almost hanging over her.

“Do you know what this is, my child?” He asked, a slight smirk showing at just the corner of his lips. Chastity could only shake her head… gazing up in fascination at the alien-looking limb.

“It is called a ‘cock’... and is the tap of all man’s sin.” He reached down and took the thing in hand. Stroking slowly up and down its length as he looked at her. “It is the method by which our Lord provides us with a way of expelling all our unkempt desires… and dangerous tendencies. Do you understand?”

This time Chastity could only nod. Though in truth she had very little idea what he was talking about. The hypnotic way he was massaging that stretch of himself, while staring so intently at her… was making her feel quite strange. It made her feel like every stroke was for her… or about her… Like her very image, naked and kneeling before him… was causing those movements. And the thing began to grow?! Rising and stiffening within his hand. Changing shape and colour like nothing natural she had ever witnessed before. Did every man and boy she had ever met have such a thing hidden within their pants? She did not quite know how to process that revelation.

“Many other sects of those who worship our Holy Father fear this tool, and consider many of its uses unclean in His eyes… But we here know that it is just a tool… and one that He gave us. We opened your dear mother’s eyes to this, and now she kneels gracefully before us… just as the Virgin once did… before her Father and ours. Do you accept this as well? Do you see that His love flows through all the flesh He granted us?”

Chastity turned once again to look to her parent. The one who had dedicated almost all her life to keeping them on the straight and narrow according to the faith she held so strong. The woman was smiling, proud and encouraging. Showing not a hint of doubt that she believed every word this preacher said. Chastity was not so sure about any of this. Naked and in a strange place that she was now to call home. Surrounded by masked men showing her things she had never envisioned… It was all so far from what she knew…

Yet… that excited her, just a little…

So she turned back to Father… and nodded again.