Self reflection*

The first mouthful was a convocation of assailing flavors. Chastity was once again overwhelmed by the saltiness of this human expulsion she was being forced to swallow, but, she had to admit… against the backdrop of a well-cooked egg it wasn't entirely unpleasant.

Her mother was watching her chew as if expecting a written review. The teen could only force a smile and expression of joy in consumption like some other parent might, on trying to persuade their toddler that a meal was worth more than wearing. Meanwhile, behind her, Father could be heard sounding off some corrupted grace:

" -for Lord we are thankful for the sustenance you bring us, against all our hungers and desires, every morsel that passes between our lips: above and below…"

Upon this line, Chastity felt one of the man's large, slightly-wrinkled hands snaking its way down across her belly. She had to quickly finish her current mouthful and swallow it down to prevent herself choking as he reached the point where her demurely-closed thighs met… and started to lever them open. The girl tried to look to her mother for guidance or protection from this… but the woman had already turned back to her cooking, one free hand reaching out to assist the other cock-in-waiting. Father’s fingers gently but firmly spread her legs wider, altering her balance so that she had to settle herself back further into his lap. There was no tremble in those fingers, no aggression or untoward excitement. Just calm, careful certainty that they could go wherever they wanted. That her body was as much his property to explore as the various rooms and alcoves of this commune were.

Chastity felt her heart flutter as a fingertip brushed lightly against the very periphery of her most intimate places. Once again she was far beyond the limits of her knowledge and comfort. Mother had never let their brief forays in biology stretch to the subject of human anatomy… but the teen knew that there, between her legs, lay something precious to be protected. Yet, here she was… not three feet away from that very same parent and with a man twice her age at least, quite confidently taking liberties in that direction. No objections were being made. No great attention being given at all. She could tell that a few of the masked brothers were watching her with smirking interest… but they had been anyway… and most were more focused on their meal; some arriving, some leaving with the busy disinterest of workmen with other places to be. The teen stared out at their indistinguishable number and could not help wondering just how many there were… and where they were all going? She took another large bite of her semen-soaked meal just for something else to distract her mind with.

Yet, all the while, those fingers were creeping closer to the centre of her state. Awakening new feelings and emotions with every centimetre that they gained. She had looked at her flower once… using a mirror while her mom was out. But the embarrassment of seeing those private folds of skin, even alone in the house she had lived her entire life in, had proved nearly too much. She had touched it… just a little. Until the flush that this brought to her cheeks made her absolutely certain that God was in the room, right then. Watching and judging! She had quickly pulled her panties back up right then, and scurried off to read her scriptures again, like a good girl. Now a priest himself was crossing all of those boundaries, in a crowded room of food and sunlight. It all seemed so wrong. So counter to everything she had understood of the world. There should be dark clouds and thunderbolts… not just the amiable clatter and chatter of a breakfast table. She had a throat filled with the deposited taste of ‘Brother Matthews’, who had since disappeared. She had skin stained and flaking with the mementos of who knew how many more. Her heart was thumping against her ears in response to the feelings Father was dredging up in her, from down there. Yet the surface world felt cool and calm and amiable. Nothing made sense anymore. She just had to lie back and accept that.