Honoring first sins

Chastity watched, fascinated, as a glistening glob of saliva dribbled down from her mother's chin. It sparkled in the candlelight, dangling and dancing through the air… till it finally fell to splatter upon her breasts, joining several previous. The masked man who had caused such undignified drooling by her parent, continued his thrusting efforts unabated. He slammed his hips against her face with little care or leniency, hands gripping the back of the older woman's skull for leverage. Yet she took each choking impalement with gurgling contentment, gazing adoringly up at the stranger assaulting her gullet. In fact, every so often, he would pull himself completely free, giving her a moment to gasp some breath back... Only to slap her across the face a few times in sudden violence.

Chastity was horrified to see this… until she heard her mother thanking the man profusely for each blow, in a joyful, grovelling voice just begging for further treatment. To see the strict and ferocious pillar of her world brought so low was an experience in turning that world upside down. Some childish part of her watched with glee as the source of most of her fears was debased and degraded here… but another quailed at the implications for her own future.

Standing above her, Father watched all this play across the girl's face with equal fascination. That was why he had stepped aside to let the brothers take their turn. It was always of interest how the child would react to her mother's new place in the order of things. That bond was beyond sacred after all… it was instinctual. The offspring learns by its elder's example. He watched the young thing's lips part and throat move as she couldn't help but imagine the sensations involved. There was the moment to make his next move.

"Would you like to learn?" He said, flatly and without any pressure or insistence. It had to be _her _curiosity which drew the girl in.

Chastity looked up at him with a flash of doubt and insecurity, gulping at even the thought. But this was where she was now… naked in the heart of this high-walled compound. Surrounded by strangers she couldn't even see the faces of and next to her mother dutifully slurping away. The kind and perfectly patient smile of the man in charge seemed like the safest haven available. Gulping again… she nodded.

"There lies the apple that Eve bit from God's tree, in her rebelliousness… when he was trying to teach her the way to true contentment. Do you understand?"

The man gestured to the swollen lump on the end of his cock, as he played it against her lips once more.

"She chose to love Adam alone, who He had made her from, rather than offer that love freely to the Lord and his Garden. It was many, many years before that mistake could be rectified… when the Holy Virgin offered herself up to a choir of angels and let them bear her up through all their ranks, until our Father Himself placed a child in her… It is that openness of spirit you must learn to emulate, dear one… to learn the lessons that we offer."

He let the hint settle in the girl's mind… as she let her breath brush against the twitching sensitivities of the flesh against her lips. It did look a bit like an apple, she supposed. Trying to rationalise the thought against the heat and smell of its presence and this new slant on the scripture she had never heard before. She played with the idea of letting it into her mouth… just a little. And found herself allowing that entry before she even knew it was happening. Soft lips parted and its salty, sweaty flavor was permeating across her tongue. Chastity took the preacher's bulbous meat into the warm and wet embrace of her mouth and let it just rest there. Getting used to the strange weight and presence of another's flesh inside her own. He did not move or push upon her, allowing the girl to simply adjust herself to this new experience. After awhile… her tongue simply began moving on its own, exploring the contours of this shape of him and testing where it might fit in one cheek or the other. The glint in his eyes far above told her this was the right thing to be doing… which sent a little flutter to her heart at such approval. Father watched the lamb begin her first explorations in other's pleasure and smiled at the dawn of a new triumph.