begins

I pick up the glow light and get to my feet a little unsteadily, I start the walking of the walls part of the ritual, and in this case the walking of the gutters, while reading from His Bible. Opening His Bible I go to each of the four corners of the shed, my robe sweeping across the dusty floor as I keep an image of my magnificent Lord firmly in my mind, and recite a prayer at each one.

"Love Him for the only way to salvation eternal lies through Him."

"Pray to Him for He will forgive you your sins."

"The Father becomes the Son and the Son becomes the Father."

"Worship only Him and fear no false idol."

As I walk out the shed door with the glow light in one hand and His Bible open in the other I notice my Lords wives entering the chamber through the gap with the women. Giving it no more of my attention I turn left following the corrugated iron walls my robe trailing across the lichen covered concrete behind me as I recite another prayer at each of the four corners of the four corner all the while holding the image of my magnificent Lord in my mind.

"No Man, No Woman will have dominion over another for all fall under His Dominion."

"No Sin lies beyond His forgivess to those who repent in His name."

"To truly worship Him is to be truly forgiven."

"Forgive and Love the repentant for they are His children."

"In the name of the Father, the Son and His divine blessing." I finish with returning to the open entrance covered in a thin sheen of sweat from the mental taxation. But I cannot put my robe back on until after the ritual is complete, but at least I can take a rest for now, as the final and most gruelling part of the ritual will not begin until after our first supper here.

I find everyone in the shed as I enter, save for Mick, Trent and Sil, and they are all busy, moving with a renewed vigor as they set the camp up inside under the light of my Lords and his concubines glowing raised fists. My Lord is still splendidly naked and I gaze upon him as he instructs the flock on how everything is to be.

Racking is moved to create partions around a central space without concealing any space and then the women string up stitched tarps and patwork canvases between the racks to create a blanket ceiling that will help retain some heat and protect us from any leaks that might be in the shed roof. The men struggle moving the stone blocks to create a raised nesting bed for my Lord and his concubines, a plinth at its foot in the shape of his divine symbol, an inverted Y, which I know from learning the ritual will be our Lords alter, and the rest are used to form a large fire pit in the central partition. When that is completed and glow lights are strung up to light our new haven, the nesting hides and furs are laid out in the partitions as assigned to each group. My Lord and his wives have the largest partition that runs along the entire back wall with most and best nest bedding, the supple hides and softest furs with even a couple of duvets scavenged a time ago, laid out upon their raised bed.

Mick, Trent and Sils partition is against the right hand wall and they have bedding to nearly rival my Lords, but theres must sleep all three of them and their two wives on the floor. Mine and Giles partitions lie against the left wall and are as big as the triplets, but divided between the two of us, fortunately I get the bigger of the two as I share mine with Tiff and it is the closer of the two to my Lords. I have the next haul of nest bedding, all donations of the flocks best nesting upon my ordainment to Priestess with my finest being gifts from my Lord and his wives laid out on the floor for me. Giles, as always, is given only a single rough hide and a single tatty fur for some reason still unknown to me.

I settle in my nest and relax as I sink into my furs while the rest of the nesting is laid out in the two open partitions either side of the shed entrance to create two communal nests for the flock to share.

"We come fire wood, water and I killed two large ravenous Hellboar for us to feast upon." Mick announces appearing in the doorway with a huge black hog over each shoulder. There is a collective sigh from the exhausted flock, knowing they won't go hungry, thirsty or cold tonight and then they cheer when Mick drops the dead beasts on the floor in triumph, praising our Lord, his concubines and his acolytes.

"Go then my flock and bring me the wood, the water and the meat." Lord Bam commands over the cheering and the flock gladly rush to obey, the men going out to collect the wood and water and the women undress, leaving their ragged clothing in their nests and begin to skin, bleed and butcher the hairy boars with their rusty pitted knives before the altar. Blood covers the floor and the naked women as they work eagerly.

Tiff comes over to our nest and settles down beside me, not being allowed a knife or perform any duties that could result in damaging her hands as they are needed to write new passages in our Lords Bible. She's a small timid girl and acts also as my maid, dressed in a white satin robe similar to mine, though not as elaborate and more worn. She's like a little sister to me and although still timid, she feels a sisterly bond to me.

We could almost be related as we share a lot of features, like our long blonde hair and pale blue eyes, our small delicate noses and rosebud lips, I'm not even that much taller than her.

"Was the horde still secure?" I hear my Lord ask the acolytes as he and his concubines lower their glowing fists and the light from them dissipates.

"It was untouched and unspoiled Father. We have the more than enough." Trent answers as Sil presents a leather bag to Trish.

"Good good. Go seal the entrance so that there's no chance of interuption tonight." Lord Bam commands and the Acolytes nod and leave to replace the stone blocks in the gap.

"Are you excited? For the ritual." Tiff asks me, snuggling against me and I can't help feeling arousal at her satin clad body against mine and the anticipation of the rest of the ritual, though the Chains of Chastity prevent that arousal from manifesting physically. She is as familiar with the ritual as I am having transcribed it from our Lords divine mouth to His Bible.

"Definitely. You're not jealous are you? It would've been you if our Lord had never rescued me." I ask wrapping a slender arm around her.

"A little, maybe. But I don't know if I'd have been able to do it right. Besides if He had never found you I would never have had a big sister. It's like he says "Through sacrifice we are rewarded." And tonight I'll be getting a real big sister." Tiff explains giving me a hug.

I want to kiss her, but the ritual forbids me from it and I look up to see the men stacking firewood just inside the door and filling the fire pit, while others carry in large plastic containers presumably filled with water. Having sheared and butchered the Hellboar the naked and now blood soaked women lay the bloody cuts of meat on the stone altar while the men undress.

"It's time. Go join them." I tell Tiff and she untwines herself from me and stands up. I can't take my eyes off her as she slips off her satin robe to reveal her slim nubile body, wishes me luck and scampers off to join the naked flock who now kneel on the blood covered floor before the altar.

The three acolytes return, nod to Lord Bam and quickly disrobe, taking up places standing around the fire pit. They hum in the deep of their throats and suddenly the wood in the pit erupts into flame. The three move to stand behind the eager flock as Star and Trish undress and stand naked either side of the of the altar, while I get up from my nest and wait kneeling. My magnificent Lord rises from his nest in all his naked glory and walks over to me.