The new converts arrive

I opened the door and Lily and Charlotte, Francy's new converts, stood in front of me in the same white dresses as my first three girls wore. Their irises have now also turned white. I let them in. Lily began to speak "Thank you, Illuminating One, for letting us join. We're truly grateful for your light and that we get to serve you." I nodded, when behind me, Cathy interjected "Are you new sisters? Welcome! I'm Catherine, but sisters can call me Cathy." The three shook hands. Charlotte gave me a box. "Francesca asked me to buy a box and hand them to you, Supreme Master."

All five girls stared at the box, a 200-pack of condoms, in awe and hope at what was to come. Lily interrupted the stupor of the girls "Is there anything we can help with? Anything we should do?" Rebecca and Francy showed them my small house and then took them to prepare lunch for us six. This left Cathy and me alone, which was very fortunate, since I had some things to talk about.

We went to my room and I started to talk about another topic I needed to address "Cathy, I heard you were doing some sort of religious service with your sisters yesterday."

Cathy: "W-was I not supposed to, Supreme Master?"

I calmed her "No, no, don't worry. I just wanted to talk about the structure of your services. I appreciate you telling stories about my accomplishments, but I worry about what priests like you could preach once we grow too large."

Cathy herself had a suggestion "I don't know if this is such a good idea, since it would remove Your Benevolence from the equation, but why not let us highlight acts of help between sisters? It would clearly demonstrate the need for our community."

While I agreed, I had already become accustomed to the veneration of my peers. So I made another demand "That is a good idea, but you already identified the problem. I should be venerated in those services."

Cathy: "What if... we had our sisters pledge their loyalty to you? And we will emphasize at every possible moment that the benefits of sisters aiding each other comes from your efforts to bring us together."

"Excellent" I say, as I can't help but add another stipulation.

Religious Service
Every Saturday noon, priests hold a service. It begins with believers masturbating while pledging their livelihoods to the Supreme Master. To conclude, priests recount either a personal story or one told by their believers, emphasizing the role and effect of the Supreme Master or believer that helped a different believer.

Having written this down in the rites section of the notebook, I had planned to ask Cathy about the origin of the notebook. But Cathy pointed to the box of condoms and pleaded "O Benevolent One, may I worship you? Being in your presence is an honor that I want to sufficiently show my appreciation for."

Cathy sat on my bed in front of me, wearing her loose dress and clearly going commando beneath it. She smiled at me with an expectant look in her eyes. I couldn't believe my luck. My long-time crush was now asking to be fucked. I couldn't contain my smile anymore. As she noticed, she lifted up her dress and spread her legs.

"With which might I worship you today, Magnificent One?" she asked, pointing at her pussy and ass hole. I decided to use her pussy today, running my fingers across her clit and from there down her lower lips. She was already plenty wet for me to stick my dick in.

"Turn around" I told her, and she did. She placed her arms on the bed and bent her ass up. I grabbed her asscheeks and gave them a good few squeezes, my fingers running deeper than expected into her soft skin. "You're a beautiful, sexy woman, Cathy. Did I ever tell you that?"

Cathy had, up until my last words, looked at me closely, but now she was burying her head in her arms on the bed, clearly blushing. "My body, mind, and heart already belong solely to you, Supreme Master. I feel blessed knowing that they serve you now. Please allow me to worship you." Her hand reached down her body to reach my dick, which she navigated into her pussy. After her manouvers, she moved her ass ever closer to me, taking in more of my dick as a result. Once fully in, her first moan escaped her lips. Then, she started moving slowly, sensually, up and down my dick.

While she was desperately trying to get me to orgasm, she muttered phrases under her breath. 'I love the Supreme Master', 'He decides what is best for me', 'I'm a good girl that follows his light', and 'I exist to please the Supreme Master.' Turned on by her phrases, I grabbed Cathy by her waist. A loud moan of hers echoed through the room, being followed by the smacking of her cheeks on my body.

Cathy: "Use me, Exalted One. Make me give you the pleasure I feel from your guidance. I exist to serve your needs." Cathy was struggling to hold herself on the bed, but I held her firm enough to ram my dick deep into her as often as I felt like. As I kept pounding her, her moans hastened and she was nearing orgasm. Since I kept going, it was only a matter of time until she shuddered and collapsed from her own intense orgasm. I wanted to pause, but she begged me to continue "Please, Magnanimous One, use me until You cum." And so I did, although it didn't take long for me to orgasm as well.

I tied up the condom and wanted to throw it away, but Cathy asked me to give it to her for now. "Thank You, Supreme Master, for letting me have this opportunity" she said. She opened the condom and squeezed out the semen that landed there in order to eat it. Smiling with a big, yet cute grin, she said "It's such an honor to be able to do this with you and even getting to eat your cum. I hope it was pleasurable for you as well, Illuminating One."

Part of me wanted to tell her to call me Zach, but part of me wanted the weird titles to continue. These weren't women merely being nice anymore, they were venerating me. They were putting me up on a pedestal. And a (perhaps rotten) part of my brain enjoyed all the attention and worship I received, not to mention seeing my first and only crush in the same state.

By the time we two were finished, I had forgotten to ask Cathy questions about the notebook. Instead, we six were having lunch. Charlotte began speaking "We sisters have been talking about our sleeping arrangements. Should Lily and I stay here as well or should we all return to our dorms, Luminous One?" I gave it a quick thought and then answered "Everyone of my believers is always welcome here, but over night starting Monday, you should sleep in your dorms." The sisters looked at each other with big smiles, having expected a worse answer. Lily added "We have also decided to pay you for the extra food we needed, August One." August? The month? Or the Emperor? A title I'd have to look up later.

Lastly, Francy spoke to me privately after lunch "I wanted to apologize, Enlightened One. I don't think I'll be able to convert anyone today." Before I could I tell her that it was fine, she continued "I have, however, set my sights on someone for Monday, Prof. Steinbach. I think I can get her to convert." I gulped for a moment. How could I have been so stupid, so narrow-minded? I always thought of college students to convert, but if Francy keeps being this quick and effective at converting people, then the cult would soon outgrow the college. And why wait for this generation to become successful when I could also convert the older ones?

Then again, my political and economic aspirations rely heavily on everyone doing everyone else a favor, essentially nepotism but for a cult. Perhaps it's not the wisest idea to immediately use this route to higher jobs. "I assume she's a professor of yours?" I ask Francene, since my math profs have all been guys, with the exception of the 74-year old grandma who sadly died last year. Francine nodded. "Alright, but she will still grade you normally. Don't expect this to be a 'Get out of jail Free'-card, Francy." She nodded again and left, I retreated to my room.